It seems dear readers that inspiration only strikes me at inconvenient times. I was wandering around the city when this idea struck me. I ran into the nearest book store and purchased a notebook and pen, and now I sit at my favourite café, coffee in hand (a recent development,) music blasting and pen scratching paper. I hope it's worth it. Oh and I don't own anything except to story line. Enjoy.
Three weeks, three lousy, excruciating, frustrating weeks. Kurt had been grounded for three weeks, no phone, no computer, no car and most importantly no Blaine. In forty two minutes his punishment was over. Kurt was still adamant that his Dad had over-reacted and punished him severely, making an example of him to keep Finn in line. Kurt stared at the clock, two minutes had passed "longest hour of my life" he grumbled.
Honestly he thought who grounds their teenage son for three weeks? Surely sneaking out of the house at 2 am to go and see your boyfriend… Wow! When you put it that way it sounds really bad.
Three weeks earlier.
Lady Gaga's You and I blasted through Kurt's cell phone. Kurt's eyes flew open as he reached for the phone. "Blaine?"
"Kurt! I wasn't sure if you'd answer. Sorry to wake up."
"S'alright. You okay?" Kurt used his free hand to rub the sleep out of his eyes.
"Y-yeah I'm fine. Look it was silly of my to call you so late. Sorry to have woken you." There was a long pause "I love you Kurt."
Kurt smiled, not matter how many times Blaine declared his feelings it would always send Kurt's hear into a tail spin. "I love you too."
"Good night Kurt" Blaine's voice was barely above a whisper."
"Wait, wait I'm awake, I'm awake now. Sweetie?" Kurt closed his eyes imagining Blaine blushing at the newly acquired nickname. What's wrong?" You can talk to me." Kurt hears nothing but Blaine's breathing. "Please sweetie." Kurt cooed "tell me what's wrong."
Blaine sighed "It's stupid Kurt. I'm just" he grunted in frustration "I'm just being stupid"
Kurt shifted in his bed to sit up "It's not stupid, your feelings are not stupid. Please just tell me." Blaine could tell the Kurt was getting upset. "Blaine?"
"It's everything Kurt." Blaine paused trying to find the right words.
"Like what?' Kurt shifted his phone into his right hand. He knew it was hard for Blaine to talk about his feelings, to been seen as vulnerable but they both knew he needed to.
"Like… God, how do I explain it?" he let out a shaky breath "I miss Dalton, I miss the Warblers."
"Do you want to go back?" Kurt bit his bottom lip, not really wanting to know the answer.
"No Kurt. I miss it, I always will, but Mc Kinley is where my heart is. It's were you are."
"Okay" Kurt nodded slowly. "We can fix that. We'll organise a get together with the Warblers on a weekend or something. I miss them too, I was a Warbler too ya know?"
"How can I forget?" Blaine replied dreamily.
"One problem solved what's next?" Kurt bounced up and down on his bed slightly. He loved being able to help Blaine work thorough his problems.
"Then there's school. I love New Directions and I loooove being there with you. But it's so frustrating. All the other couples get to hold hands in the halls without the looming threat of meeting the nearest locker head on."
"Blaine our…"
"Kurt I know what you are going to say. Our relationship is for us and we don't' need to advertise our love to the world. But sometimes, sometimes I want to hold your hand, to walk you to your class and kiss you goodbye."
"Me too sweetie."
"The thing that upsets me most" Blaine was getting angry now "is Sebastian" Blaine spat out the last word. Kurt inhaled audibly trying to keep his anger in check.
"He's just so creepy… I hate that he looks at me like I am a piece of meat. Mostly I hate how he treats you. He's disrespectful and if I wasn't such a nice guy I would punch him in his smarmy little face."
Kurt couldn't help but chuckle at the thought "We just have to not let it get to us. I know that is easier said then done Blaine. Look at everything we've been through. Karofsky, dancing around our feelings for months, your brief stint of bi-sexuality, my transfer back to McKinley, the Westside Story audition debacle." Clearly Kurt was on a roll "Finn being a jackass to you, Sebastian and Scandals. To spite all that, sweetie we're still together and stronger than ever."
Blaine hummed in agreement "Thanks baby. You always know how to put things into perspective. I'm gonna head home and try to get some sleep. Goodnight babe; I love you."
"What do you mean head home? Where are you?" Kurt leaned forward slightly.
"I'm in my car. 'crossroadyer'ouse"
"I didn't catch that."
"I'm in my car, across the road from your house."
"Oh okay. I'll be right down."
A few minutes later Blaine's passenger door opened and Kurt slid in. "Kurt you shouldn't be here."
"Hello to you too." Kurt reached over and kissed Blaine on the cheek.
"Sorry" Blaine grabbed Kurt's hand "Hi Kurt. You shouldn't be here. You're Dad will kill us both."
Kurt rolled his eyes "We'll be fine."
Blaine started the car and drove into the Hudson-Hummel's driveway. "Now technically you haven't snuck me in the house, and you are still on the property. Everybody wins."
"You are so smart." Kurt kissed his boyfriend tenderly on the lips. Kneeling on his seat Kurt pushed himself through the gap between the two front seats giving Blaine a wonderful view.
"Ah. Kurt what are you doing?"
Kurt made it to the back seat "Back seat is better for snuggling."
Blaine smiled and climbed over the seats to join Kurt. Blaine wrapped his arms around Kurt's waist and kissed his lips "you Kurt are a genius."
"Feeling better?" Kurt mumbled pressing his forehead to Blaine's.
Blaine nodded "It just gets a little much sometimes."
"I know" Kurt lovingly rubbed Blaine's arms "that's what I am here for." Kurt pulled back a little "so what should we do for the first Warbler reunion?"
After planning the most amazing Warbler retreat and scheming of ways to get the upper hand on Sebastian the two boys fell asleep in each others arms.
"Kurt!"
Kurt frowned at the loud intrusion on his lovely dream of him and Blaine singing together on Broadway
"Kurt! Kurt! Kurt Hummel, wake up now!"
Slowly Kurt opened his eyes looking towards the sound of his name; the sight he saw almost made his heart stop. "Dad?"
"House, now!" Burt's furious "him too." Burt pointed at Blaine.
Kurt nodded as Burt stomped back towards the house.
"Shit, shit" Kurt shook Blaine "Blaine. Wake up."
Blaine opened his eyes and smiled at the sight before him "Good morning beautiful."
Kurt simply blinked in return "Blaine. My Dad saw us." Blaine's eyes almost popped out of his he "he's pissed. We have to go inside and incur the Hummel wrath."
Quickly both boys exited the car "Oh god" Blaine groaned grabbing Kurt's hand as the reached the front door step "he's going to kill me isn't he?"
Kurt squeezed Blaine's hand "no?"
Taking deep breaths they both entered the house, ready to accept their fate.
Well guys that's chapter one done. It's raining badly here so I will be spending most of my afternoon churning out this story. Let me know what you think, reviews are like crack to me (not really, drugs are bad." But I love reviews. Thanks for reading. See you soon.