He could do this.
He'd spent all summer studying Kurt, Rachel, and Mercedes' notes to prepare for this.
Blaine was currently at Mckinley High in a hot classroom in the middle of August. Today he would try to test out of Junior English, American History, and French One.
He discovered that Mckinley required Gym all four years, so he'd taken a class at the community college. And that some seniors didn't have to take six classes. His plan to graduate with Kurt was going along swimmingly.
"We'll be starting with English. So put everything away but your pencil." Mr. Schuester informed him.
He was the only teacher who would come in to help. Blaine and Kurt had shown up at his door the week before with a plate of brownies and begged for him to help them. Without a teacher present, Blaine wouldn't be allowed to take the exams.
Blaine did what he was told and the exam was placed in front of him.
He'd been right, McKinley taught juniors what he learned in Freshman and Sophomore year at Dalton. He breezed through the exam in just forty-five minutes.
He got a small break between the exams and used it to eat a snack. Then it was back to the desk to start the French One exam.
This one would be harder because most of his studying was writing little love notes to Kurt and Kurt's responses. He still studied Kurt's notes, but those tended to involve Kurt's sarcasm from when he was a Freshman and it hurt to read how sad Kurt had been.
Mr. Schuster presented him with the exam. He breathed a sigh of relief when he found that it was mostly conjugating and vocabulary. He managed this exam in just an hour.
They broke for lunch after that exam.
"So why are you so focused on graduating this year?" Mr. Schuester asked.
"I want to get out of Ohio and live in New York. I'm really excited that they legalized marriage there," Blaine explained. "I want to become a star on Broadway"
"You should definitely join Glee Club then."
"I intend to. I was actually lead Warbler at Dalton," Blaine told him.
"We're always looking for leads."
"No," Blaine said firmly. "I would rather sway in the background than take lead in New Directions. There's no strategy. It's all last second."
"I don't know what you mean. We have our power house and back up."
"Not everything is about power. The show choir blogs know your weakness and it's name is Rachel Berry with Finn Hudson. Every time they sing a duet, you lose."
"Show Choir Blogs?"
"It's an online community, and that means even school as far as Hawaii know how each club is organized. New Directions is a laughing stock right now."
"How do I find these blogs?"
Blaine sighed and helped him look them up on his phone. He hoped that he would take what he saw and use it.
Their break was done a few minutes later.
When Blaine got back to the desk he waited for a minute before clearing his throat.
"Oh sorry." Mr Schuester handed him the exam while still looking down on his phone.
This exam was far more time consuming. He had to remember exact dates up to the 1950s. He was concerned about that, because at Dalton they went up to the 2000s. The 5 page section on Ohio State history was a surprise. It hadn't been in any of the notes that he'd borrowed. But most of it was fairly easy.
He finished in 2 hours, even with the noises Mr. Schuester was making at his phone.
Blaine found Kurt outside. He'd been waiting for him.
"How long have you been here?" Blaine asked concernedly.
"About forty-five minutes," Kurt responded with a grin. "I knew you'd finish early. You're so smart."
Blaine leaned over to kiss Kurt and caught Kurt in the middle, giggling against Kurt's lips.
"You better watch out. I'll become Valedictorian of your class," Blaine teased as they pulled away.
"That'd be very ho-" Kurt cut himself off, turning red in shame at his slip. "That be very attractive."
Blaine ducked his head. "It's okay, Kurt. I know about those feelings."
"I'm sorry, honey," Kurt sighed. "I really don't want to make you uncomfortable. And it sucks because I know how it feels."
"It's okay, Kurt. It really is," Blaine reassured him. "It sort of feels like a compliment when it comes from you."
"So how do you think you did?" Kurt asked seriously, turning to face him entirely.
"I'd be surprised if I didn't pass," Blaine grinned.
"So would I," Kurt reached over and squeezed Blaine's thigh. "So guess what I got for our anniversary?" Kurt smiled mischievously
"What?" Blaine played along trying to hide the giddiness that formed every time Kurt brought up one of their anniversaries. He'd always felt like he was acting silly every time he crossed off an anniversary with anyone. But Kurt was quite happy to celebrate even the smallest anniversary. Not that this one was small; they'd been together almost six months!
Kurt pulled out two tickets to see Jersey Boys that night in Columbus.
"Really, Kurt?" Blaine grinned excitedly. "I love you so much."
"I love you too, Blaine." Kurt replied, smiling adoringly at Blaine. "And I already picked out what your going to wear, so don't worry."
Kurt dropped him off a few hours before the concert to let him get ready.
His mom had arrived back from one of her trips not soon after.
She'd just gotten to sorting through all their mail when she asked, "Blainey, why do you keep getting so many college brochures?" She was holding at least six in her hand. "You don't graduate til next year."
Blaine froze. He'd forgotten to discuss graduating early with his mom. He was planning to leave a year earlier than she expected and hadn't talked to her!
"Um, well, Mama. You see, well.." Blaine stuttered.
"Clear and steady voice, Blainey." She commanded.
"Well, Mama, the thing is. I am graduating this year," Blaine said nervously. "At least, I hope I am."
"How are you doing that?" She asked with an edge to her voice.
She didn't disapprove of Blaine's initiative, but it was still a life changing event that she had right to know about. She should have been part of the decision process.
"I tested out of Junior classes because I figured I should have graduated this year anyway," Blaine explained, his hands clasped behind him, covering his ass.
"You didn't think you should have told me about this?" She asked, unimpressed.
"I forgot," Blaine whispered honestly.
"Although I am proud at you, you are still going to be punished for lying and omitting details about your life," she explained. "Go get the paddle."
"But mama!" Blaine whined.
It was so embarrassing to be seventeen and still getting spanked by his mother. Especially when Kurt said that it wasn't the norm.
"I don't want to hear it. Go get it"
Blaine shuffled his feet into the dining room. taking the innocuous decoration off the wall and brought it back to his mother.
"I have a date," Blaine tried to plead.
"Well I guess Kurt will know why you shouldn't hide important things from your mother," Pam told him. "You know what to do Blainey."
Blaine braced himself against the couch and pulled his pants down to his knees.
Blaine looked down at his phone when it started ringing knowing it was Kurt. "Kurt's calling," he said.
"Well, I won't stop you. Answer the phone and tell Kurt why you can't talk right now."
"No, mama."
"No? Do you want to add disrespectful to your list of punishments?"
Blaine answered the phone.
"Blaine! Are you ready?" Kurt asked excitedly, thinking how much fun they'd have tonight. "I'm leaving my house right now."
"I can't talk- Oww!" Blaine was cut off as his mother started. He restrained his desire to turn his head and give her an annoyed look.
"Blaine are you okay?" Kurt asked in concern.
"No. I'll tell you later." Blaine said quickly, hanging up before his mother could hit him again.
"I seem to remember I told you to tell him. But I guess I'll excuse that."
Blaine didn't answer, so she continued his spanking.
Blaine put his hand in his mouth to keep from any sound escaping as he endured his punishment. Tears flowed down his cheeks unchecked until the punishment was over
"Now doesn't that feel better? Being forgiven for lying?" She asked sweetly.
"Yes, mama." Blaine agreed, his face a mess of tears and snot. "I'm going to wait outside for Kurt."
Blaine took a tissue out of his pocket as soon as he got outside. He blew his nose and wiped away his tears, still sniffling from it all. He had no clue how he was going to sit in a car all the way to Columbus. Or even sit through an entire musical. But he figured it would be practice for when they were older. When Kurt would accept his request to spank him.
Blaine hurried to Kurt's car when he pulled up. He opened the door and gently sat down, failing not to wince.
"Blaine, baby are you okay?" Kurt asked very concernedly as he started the drive to Columbus. The phone call had scared him.
"I got in trouble," Blaine explained
"For?" Kurt wondered, still concerned.
"I forgot to tell my mom about everything. And she asked me why I was getting college brochures," Blaine admitted weakly.
"Blaine! Why would you do that?" Kurt asked in disbelief. He'd never known Blaine to be so careless. And he was overly attached to his mother. How could he forget?
"I was so excited and I talked to so many people," Blaine admitted.
"So what happened?"
"She spanked me. And she made me pick up your call in the middle of it," Blaine complained.
"I mean… I would've spanked you too, Blaine. If you were withholding information from me," Kurt admitted honestly. "The picking up the phone thing. I understand that too. Not that I approve, but I understand it."
"It's twisted." Blaine grumbled, crossing his arms over his chest.
"It's strange. But she was trying to make a point," Kurt told him.
"It's all fudged up is what it is," Blaine griped under his breath.
"Blaine, drop it," Kurt warned. "You don't want me to have to punish you too, do you?"
"Yes," Blaine admitted in a low voice after a minute.
"I'm not going to spank you, Blaine. You know I won't take that control till you turn 18," Kurt sighed. "I will make you sit in the backseat like a child and have you call Rachel to tell you how she remembers factorials."
"I'll be good," Blaine piped up quickly, not wanting to ever have to listen to Rachel talk about math ever again.
"Good," Kurt smiled his tone back to normal. "Now should we listen to the soundtrack or my iPod?"
"iPod," Blaine selected, needing something to cheer him up. He turned it to one of their longer playlists. One of the slower ones that was still upbeat..
He was caught in a limbo. He wanted to Kurt to be his Dom in every way, but Kurt refused to take full responsibility of him until he turned eighteen. And Kurt was all too happy to let his mother practice her own control.
He just had to get to February, and he'd be Kurt's sub with all the privileges and punishments.
The musical had turned out just as they expected. The strain of touring from state to state had not had any effect on their performance.
"That was really amazing. Thank you, amour," Blaine smiled as they left the theater. His arms wound together with Kurt's.
"You're welcome, baby," Kurt kissed his forehead. "But it was all because of you. Studying so hard and taking tests all day, just to be with me."
"I can't imagine another way," Blaine said. "Thinking of spending a year without you in Ohio. Without my Dom. It's horrible."
"I know, baby," Kurt soothed. "But you won't, you're so intelligent, Blaine."
"Can we eat? I didn't at home," Blaine deflected.
"Of course, baby," Kurt told him as they reached Kurt's navigator. "You deserve it."
They got in the car and Kurt drove them to an affordable, but nice restaurant.
A/N:So that's the first chapter. Haven't decided how I'll post this time. The first fic was a bit overwhelming posting everyday. But who knows, I might feel the need to get it out just as quick. That mostly happens depending on the response.
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