"I don't have time for this." Blaine spat as he opened the front door. "I need to get to work."
As he charged down the path towards his car, feeling flustered, sweaty and shaky, he heard Nina shout at him from the doorway.
"No, you never fucking do!"
"Whatever." He muttered to himself, before slumping behind the wheel.
Blaine wasn't a lover of drama, but Nina seemed to relish in it, always finding a reason to cause an argument.
Despite his trembling hands he managed to spark a cigarette up, before starting up the car to head to work.
While sitting in traffic, Blaine peered up to see the clouds overlapping in the sky, churning into shades of grey, trying to work up a storm. His mind began to wonder, thinking back at when him and Nina had a relationship others actually admired. They were best friends, who shared the same sense of humour, and the intimacy between them was idyllic –affectionate, comfortable and most importantly, exciting.
He missed those days, when had things turned so sour?
Kurt paced up and down outside Blaine's office; he'd never met Blaine before, but had been assigned to work with him on a project starting today.
It wasn't a decision he was happy with, he'd heard that Blaine was only 23 and was someone all the women in the building enjoyed flirting with. Rachel, his colleague, liked to point out all too often that Blaine was `a tanned slender beauty'.
So Kurt had already assumed Blaine to be a cock-sure naive idiot. But that was classic Kurt; he was what others called `a typical bloke' due to being stubborn and not one to take any shit off anyone. He was also popular at work though, for his kindness, charm and sense of humour. The women at work would attempt to flirt with him, despite knowing full well he was gay, and Kurt would happily play along, enjoying the attention and the banter.
Kurt spun around when he heard a lock being turned; the speed at which he did slightly alarmed Blaine who had his key in the door.
As Blaine stood there looking puzzled, Kurt suddenly choked on his own spit as he forgot to swallow.
He hadn't expected Blaine to be so... Well the only word he could apply was beautiful. His high cheekbones accented his captivating dark brown eyes; eyes that hit Kurt straight in the heart.
They were intense, and gleamed with just the right mix of curiosity and mischief, and suited his tanned complexion and dark brown hair perfectly.
"You're late!" Kurt quickly barked at him, trying to make up for the sudden lapse in concentration.
"I know, sorry." Blaine sighed, sounded emotionally defeated. "I take it you're Kurt? For the marketing project?"
He nodded, surprised at the concern he felt when he saw the sadness in Blaine's eyes.
"Come on then, I've got a copy of the draft plan from Richard to show you."
Blaine opened up the door to his office, and went straight to his desk to pick up the project folder and passed it to Kurt, who was just closing the door behind them.
As Blaine returned to his desk to log in to his laptop, Kurt took a quick glance around the room, noticing the similarities of it to his own office. The large desk at the end of the room, with just a laptop, lamp, and a pile of paperwork on top of it, and then the three filing cabinets at each side of the door. The décor was identical, carpet with interlacing colours of creams and browns, and the walls painted off-white.
"Sorry, I'll be with you in a minute, just need to quickly check my email." Blaine murmured; he was feeling far from motivated. He was usually a bit chirpier than this, but his problems with Nina were weighing heavily on his mind.
Kurt opened up the folder and flicked through it half-heartedly, he couldn't focus like this, he needed to get sat down with Blaine's full attention so they could discuss the ideas properly.
"Don't worry about it. When you're done we'll go grab a coffee and go through it."
Kurt's eyes then slowly crept up from the paper to peer at Blaine, who looked deep in concentration at the computer screen. His chest began throbbing, almost painfully, as he stared hard at the mesmerizing irises. He wasn't purposely staring though, he just couldn't get enough of them, they were so god dam beautiful.
"Sorry." He said as he quickly diverted his gaze, when Blaine's eyes suddenly met his. His cheeks began to burn and his skin had gone a little clammy, probably from the over-active heart in his ribcage surging too much hot blood through his veins.
Blaine soon picked up on Kurt's awkwardness, and the corner of his mouth slowly curled up, forming what can only be described as a teasing smile.
"Are you, are you blushing?" He said with the devilish grin, as he rose from his seat and closed his laptop.
"As if!" He hit back defensively, his tone confirming he had definitely been blushing. Kurt mentally slapped himself for sounding so juvenile.
Blaine chuckled softly before leaving his desk. He walked past Kurt and ushered for him to follow him out the office, but he didn't notice the tension Kurt's body was riddled with, and the fact his breath caught as he was so overwhelmed with feeling Blaine's arm lightly –and accidentally- brush against his, injecting a jolt of electricity into his muscles.
They left the office, and as Blaine locked the door behind them, Kurt kept telling himself that there was no way he could fancy him, as he was far from his usual type. Kurt usually went for men his own age, who were muscular and rugged looking, not for someone like Blaine, who in Kurt's eyes was to young and cute for him.
Did I really just refer to him as cute? Kurt began feeling more and more irritated with himself for taking so much notice of Blaine.
"Shall we go to the canteen then? Get a coffee and go through the project?" Blaine asked; with a warm and friendly smile.
Fuck, he is cute.
Kurt nodded in reply to Blaine, and as they set off walking, Kurt kept pondering the thought of starting some small talk. Though by the time he decided to ask him how he found working at QRSA, he was interrupted by Blaine starting conversation first.
"Kurt I'll apologise now for my head not really being in the game, I'm having a few personal problems to be honest. But just tell me if I'm not contributing enough, ok?"
An `aw' nearly escaped Kurt's lips, but he managed to stop himself before sounding like a school girl who had just seen a puppy. He cleared his throat before giving a more appropriate response.
"Don't worry about it; I'm sure I'll manage if you need to take a step back."
"Cheers Kurt." Blaine spoke softly, his mind clearly elsewhere. "Go sit down and I'll bring the coffee's over. Take milk or sugar?"
Kurt offered him a sympathetic smile, and then told him he just took milk before going and sitting down at a table in the corner of the canteen.
It was a large modern room, with only a handful of people scattered about the place on laptops or reading newspapers. It was quite peaceful, so Kurt was hoping he'd be able to concentrate. They'd wasted enough time already, so he couldn't afford anymore distractions.
A few hours later they were still in the canteen, sipping coffee and bouncing ideas off one another about how to tackle the project they'd been assigned.
"Actually, I'm ready to take a break from this to be honest." Blaine sighed, as a deep ache descended across his forehead. He rubbed at the pain as he closed his eyes for a few moments. "I'm getting tired."
Kurt responded by collecting up the notes they'd made and putting them in the folder before shutting it.
"No problem." He smiled.
He didn't begrudge taking a break, they'd worked pretty hard for a good four hours. Blaine had impressed him with his ideas and opinions; he seemed to really know his stuff. He found that he respected the guy; finding him professional, smart and mature.
There was also no denying that he found Blaine hot. They sat opposite each other at the table, and every time Kurt had felt his foot touch Blaine's his heart shuddered nervously. He also had to keep forcing himself not to stare at him when he wasn't looking, but he just couldn't get enough of his beautiful face, and he found it so cute when Blaine would bite on his tongue while concentrating.
As they both sat back finishing what was now their third coffee, Blaine's mind was wondering back to Nina. He wanted to keep her out of his thoughts but there was no doubt he was still upset about the mornings events. She'd snapped at something so trivial, and in minutes it had escalated into a full-blown row, insults and all.
"You ok?" Kurt asked, as he could see Blaine's eyes had moistened.
"Yeah." Blaine said, forcing himself out of his dazed state. "Sorry. Er, I'm gonna get going back to my office. We'll continue this later yeah? Wanna meet about four-ish or something?"
Kurt nodded, and so Blaine got up and picked up the project folder to take with him. Kurt then watched on dreamily as Blaine walked across the canteen, leaving through the big double doors.
"His ass looks so perfect in his work suit..." He sighed inwardly.