Kurt/Blaine

"Why are you so upset?" He asked me

"Because up until yesterday, I had never been kissed…" I struggled not to cry. I'd always wanted my first kiss to be special; worth all the waiting, the anticipation.

But mine was disgusting, all wrong.

"C'mere," He said, "I'll show you something,"

I followed him down around the staircase, out of school, across to the park.

"Where exactly?" I asked, getting suspicious.

"Mind your shoes and pant legs, we're going along the trail." He said, cockily ignoring my question. "Don't get all scuffed up, or I'm sure you'd have my head." He glanced at me and bobbed an eyebrow.

My heart lurched. God why did he have to be so cute?

He led me through a path and then started picking his way off of it.

I stopped and narrowed my eyes. "Blaine…"

"Trust me," He turned back and held out a hand for me, just as he had on that first day at Dalton. I gave him my hand cautiously and reveled in the warmth. He gave me a smile and then we jumped in, picking our way through the undergrowth.

"Here!" He pulled me through, finally, into a little clearing. It wasn't large, not at all, only big enough to fit a handful of people, but it was pretty, and secluded. "After I came out, and I was having trouble with people being jerks to me, I found this place. I was really mad one day, and just started walking. I found this park, and the trail, and it was like this place was calling to me. Isn't it beautiful?" He smiled and so did I. I nodded. "Whenever I need to think, or relax, or just get away from all the noise, and distraction…the hurt." He winced a little. "I come here."

"Wow, Blaine. Thank you, for showing me this…it's amazing." I was flabbergasted.

"Ah, but that is not what I wanted to show you." He walked closer to me again and grabbed my hands. "I want to show you…" This time his palms were slightly sweaty. "What a real kiss is." His eyes were tender and open. Honest emotions flowed through them as he opened himself up to me, for me.

I blinked. "Y-You want…to kiss me?"

"Well, even just getting to know you, you're a really great guy…and I feel like you deserve to have a better first kiss than that jerk. So…If you want, I could be your real first kiss…"

I was starting to tear up again. I nodded, slightly as I started growing very nervous.

"We don't have to…" He was giving me an out, "You could wait, if you want, I just figured you might want…"

"I do." I interjected. "I'd love to." I said, squeezing his hand.

He smiled wide and took a deep breath. "So a real kiss…" He said slowly, inching forward. "is sweet…slow…passionate." His hand sneaked its way to cup my head and I got chills all the way down my spine. "Never forceful…never rough." He whispered, "That's not a real kiss…that's just an outburst: a loss of control." His eyes were on my lips and my eyes were staring at his.

He glanced up at my eyes and I closed mine, too scared that he would see all the emotion in them, see right through me.

"A kiss, really…" His lips were at my ear, and I jumped slightly. "Is just a sign that you care…A display of affection."

And then his lips were soft and smooth on mine. I let out a soft whimper, involuntarily. It felt so nice, so close, so…right. I curled my arms up around his neck and pulled him closer. One of his hands was tangled in the ends of my hair and the other was on my lower back, pulling me tighter as well.

We broke apart and I gasped. I'd been holding my breath. Blaine seemed to be out of breath as well. My eyes were wide and so were his. I hid my blushing face in his shoulder.

"Thank you…" I whispered in his ear. He merely hugged me closer.