Co-written as part of a Tumblr roleplay with the Blaine to my Kurt, Steph (.com). Every second paragraph was written by her, starting with the second paragraph. Credit to her!
Kurt smoothed out his best Marc Jacob's jacket before knocking on Blaine's dorm door. It was a few seconds before Blaine opened the door. He was wearing loose tracksuit pants and a t-shirt one size too big. If it were on anyone else, Kurt would've despised their lack of style, but he found it weirdly adorable on Blaine. "Hey, Kurt," Blaine said. "Come in."
Blaine held the door wide open, and Kurt swiftly walked in, a small smile gracing his lips. Blaine ran his fingers slowly through his curly hair (which for once was un-gelled) before walking over to where Kurt was currently standing. "So, uh…thanks for coming over tonight. It's nice to have company. Having a single room gets lonely sometimes," he said, motioning for Kurt to sit down on the brown leather couch.
Kurt sat down as casually as he could. He hadn't been in here all that much - they'd usually caught up in one of the various common rooms that the school's boarding house had. Blaine had a single room, so there was quite a bit of space. Kurt brought his legs up under himself and looked at the television. Blaine placed a bowl of golden popcorn on Kurt's lap and took a seat next to him.
Pressing play on the remote, Blaine shuffled a tad closer to Kurt. Numerous thoughts were running through his mind. Is anything going to happen tonight? I know I told Kurt that I wanted to wait until I was over Jeremiah, but…Blaine was shaken out of his thoughts by Kurt tapping him on the shoulder and asking him something that Blaine didn't quite catch. "Um, sorry Kurt, what did you say?"
"Where's your bathroom?" Kurt was a bit embarrassed to ask this, but he seemed to have forgotten. It seemed like Blaine was a bit dissapointed, like he's expected something different. "Over there." Blaine pointed to a door in the far corner. Kurt thanked him and rushed into the bathroom. He quickly locked the door and breathed heavily. He didn't really need to go to the toilet. His heart was pounding. He could still feel the heat on high thigh where Blaine had shuffled in closer and was touching him. Did this mean he was over Jeremiah? So soon? Kurt demanded himself to take deep breaths and calm himself. He quickly flushed the toilet, pretending that's why he was in there. He washed his hands and walked out.
Whilst Kurt was in the bathroom, Blaine was debating whether or not his actions were appropriate. I like him, he likes me, but it's too soon after Jeremiah. But, God I want to kiss him! "What did you say?" Blaine whipped around to see Kurt staring at him from the bathroom door. Realising he must of thought aloud, Blaine had to quickly think of an excuse. "Oh, um…I was just quoting the movie." he stammered.
Kurt laughed as casually as he could and made his way over to the couch. "You seemed pretty nervous to be quoting the movie." Kurt smiled and returned to his fetus-like position. He purposely shuffled himself so he was gently resting on Blaine, but making it seem like it was accidental. The atmosphere around them was weird - it wasn't tense but there seemed to be a bit of awkwardness in it. Kurt stared at the television but couldn't pay attention to the movie, only to the feel of Blaine's hand that now rested on Kurt's leg.
Blaine gulped. "I, ah…" he started, before realising his hand was now on Kurt's leg. When the hell did I put that there? he thought, before gently squeezing Kurt's knee. Taking a deep breath, he slowly wrapped an arm around Kurt's shoulder's.
Kurt glanced over at Blaine. He felt his cheeks grow hot. He smiled weakly and shifted his position. He rested himself lightly on Blaine and rested his head on Blaine's shoulder. Blaine slid his free hand across his lap and twined his fingers in with Kurt's. Kurt smiled, glancing up at Blaine. Kurt had thought he'd looked adorable before, but right at that moment he looked hotter than ever before. He looked a lot like Aladdin. "Just remember, I'm Jasmine," Kurt whispered.
Blaine grinned at Kurt's statement. Oh, screw Jeremiah! We both want this badly, he thought before leaning in. Just before their lips touched, the door flew open.
Kurt reluctantly pulled away, annoyed at the person who'd interrupted their special moment. His fingers were still twined with Blaine's and Blaine's hand had slid down to Kurt's leg. The television still played Aladdin, but that had been long forgotten. At first Kurt was unsure who was at the door but it soon became clear who it was…
"David! Wes!" Blaine cried when he realised who was at the door. "Ever heard of knocking?" "We did knock. 5 times. And you didn't answer. Now I see why," Wes replied, smirking and motioning to Kurt and Blaine's closeness. Blaine blushed, and shuffled away from Kurt.
Kurt was speechless. He looked away from Wes and David, embarrassed. "At least call out next time…" Blaine said, defensively, squeezing Kurt's hand before letting it go. Kurt shuffled a little bit away from Blaine, getting the courage to look back at Wes and David again. "What do you want?" Blaine asked with a sigh. He sat up straighter and ran a hand through his black curls.
"We came to inform you that a Warblers meeting has been scheduled for tomorrow morning, at the last minute," David told the pair, glancing at the television screen. "Oh, you're watching Aladdin? I love this movie!" "Me too!" Wes added, before he and David sat in separate armchairs on opposite sides of the couch. "I'm sorry," Blaine mouthed to Kurt, frowning slightly. Kurt nodded, turning his head back towards the TV, and watching as Aladdin entered the Cave of Wonders.