Chapter 1

Blaine was a part of a gang. It was that simple.

He had it all. The BadBoy attitude look, with the leather jacket, black boots, helmet, and piercings, he went to nightclubs new everybody who new anybody, and best of all could go wherever the hell he wanted.

One day however, while he stopped by a candy store for his friends to shoplift in, he noticed a boy…a boy with impossibly pale skin who was wearing a white contrast shirt, with a scarf in the shapes of skulls, and one of those black velvet coppola's who he learnt to be called Kurt by one of his friends with an obnoxiously loud voice wearing a reindeer sweater.

He decided to make himself known, and made sure he got the kid's intention by knocking something over. Couldn't let a pretty face get away.

He was also known for his charming smile and handsomely good looks.

It worked. Blue eyed blushed as he flashed him a dashing smile when looking his way.

"Well darn, I should be more careful shouldn't I?" Blaine made conversation to Kurt who didn't reply.

However the shop owner also noticed.

"Get out of here you rascal, I won't have you coming in here and stealing my products again,"

Blaine laughed as he turned his attention from the gorgeous blue eyed boy with the fine chestnut hair which he'd love to run his fingers in and rolled his eyes at the owner.

"Why would I want to steal pathetic baby candy for... your majesty, do I look 5 to you?"

"You damn well know why, money and drugs and I won't have it! Gather up your friends and go or I'll call the police,"

Blaine chuckled.

"You won't want to do that," Blaine didn't budge, reaching his right hand into his pocket where Kurt and Rachel saw there was a gun.

As Blaine smiled at the owner he noticed Blue eyed boy was gaping at him as he watched with his nosy friend from the side.

The shop owner's eyes widened when he saw Blaine threaten him by pulling it at the end of it in his pocket.

"Look...I'm sorry okay, you can take whatever you want as an apology for the misunderstanding," The owner stuttered.

"That's more like it, why don't you go back behind the counter where you belong and mind your own business while me and my friends get treated like respected citizens, sound fair?"

The owner nodded unable to speak as he did what Blaine requested.

The girl of the blue eyed boy's friend was tugging at his sleeve begging him to go.

Blaine couldn't let that happen, he moved forward and flashed another smile at blue eyes.

"Hey babycakes,"

The girl almost choked as Kurt blushed.

"H...hi,"

"Did you get lost in thought? I bet it was an unfamiliar territory," Blaine winked.

The boy shook his head. Blaine couldn't help but reach out his hand to touch the pale skin of blue eyes' cheek and who went an extreme color of pink. Blaine chuckled.

"Well beautiful if you aren't busy…suppose you could show me how to make skin as lovely as yours?

"W...we..really have to go, Rachel come on, get what you need," Kurt said nervously as Rachel nodded but as she left and Kurt was about to follow her Blaine moved his hand from Kurt's face to hold onto his shoulder.

"You're not scared of me are you?" His hazel eyes searched Kurt's mesmerizing face.

Kurt looked like he was about to disagree but his eyes failed him as it went to the gun in Blaine's pocket.

Blaine laughed again, as he leaned down to whisper in Kurt's ear.

"Don't worry baby, it's fake,"

Kurt couldn't speak.

Blaine's eyes went to Kurt's lips and then back to the boy's eyes, instead he leaned in waiting for the boy to stop him. The boy didn't, so he leaned over even closer slowly and tempting before kissing along Kurt's jawline.

The boy's breathing stopped under his touch as he reached his neck and sucked on it.

"Oi! You ready to go Anderson?" Nick called almost out the door as the others got their motorcycles ready. You could hear them kicking the engine from the inside of the shop.

Blaine frowned clearly disappointed and shrugged.

"Hope to see you round babycakes," Blaine whispered in Kurt's ear breathing softly onto the delicate skin as he let his hand reach up to run it once through Kurt's hair, unable to help himself.

They locked eyes once more.

"See you round,"

The girl had come back by then and pulled Kurt away from him.

"Sorry sugar, couldn't help myself your friend looks like candy, better than the stuff they have here,"

Blaine added winking at Kurt again.

While he had stood so incredibly close to the other boy feeling the coolness but also terror in Kurt's presence he had dropped a note in the boy's jeans pocket and left with a smirk on his face as Kurt stared at him on the way out.

"Thanks for the candy!" Blaine called out to the shop owner and escaped with a laugh and a high five from one of his mates.

"Who the hell was that?" Rachel asked as Kurt's mouth stayed open.

"I don't know Rach," He managed.

"You okay kid?" The owner asked after watching the scene.

Kurt bit his lip and nodded.

"Y..Yeah...I ...think so,"

"Why's your mouth hanging open like that?" Rachel asked as Kurt closed it.

Meanwhile Blaine couldn't stop thinking about Kurt as his friends left for another familiar routine of causing trouble.

The perfect doll face came to mind and he couldn't help but have a gut feeling Kurt never had a boyfriend before and wasn't so used to that much attention from the way he approached to Blaine.

"Hey Wes, I think we orta come back here on Friday, I got some unfinished business to attend!" He called to Wes who rode beside him as they drove in the wind.

"We've already been in Lima a couple of hours! It's about time we caused some trouble, do you want to rob more stores?"

Blaine didn't answer, Wes knew that was a sign that meant further discussion was unecessary, if they were to come back on Friday, they were to come back on Friday.

Kurt shivered when thinking of the boy who kissed his neck, nobody had ever done that before, and he reached his hand to where it had tingled all over and gasped at the slight bruising there.

"You let him kiss you?" Rachel frowned staring at him.

"N...no of course not, he just…"

"Then why do you have a hickey?"

"What?!," Kurt repeated as he asked her for a mirror, which she gave him immediately from her car.

"Damn," He replied when seeing the bruise forming.

"Why don't you cover it up?"

"With what!?" Kurt screeched looking at the deep purple mark and running his thumb over it slightly, it just made him remember the boy's mouth even more.

"Normally they cover up hickeys with scarves or make up," Rachel answered honestly.

"I'm so glad you have Finn to know this stuff, I couldn't stop him Rachel…I just…he was" Kurt mumbled as he reached in the back of his boot for a scarf which he normally kept for slushies when he got too cold from them.

"He had no right to invade your privacy Kurt. Come on, we better go in case they came back," Rachel whispered as they went to their separate cars, and bid each other goodbye.

"You'll be okay?" Rachel asked as Kurt nodded.

"Yeah, they've gone haven't they?"

Rachel shrugged.

"Hope so. If they come back I'll have to talk to Finn, see if he can stop them with the glee club boys,"

"That won't be necessary Rachel,"

"You'll be okay?"

"Positive," Kurt thought that perhaps he might dissolve into a puddle but that information she didn't need to know, because then she'd really get on his nerve, and he didn't need that right now.

"See you in Glee club then Kurt,"

"Bye Rach," He smiled trying not to think about the boy as they hugged and departed.

When Kurt got home however his dad didn't even notice the change of his outfit, which he was grateful for. He couldn't stop thinking about the way those lips felt so good on his neck.

"You're home late Kurt," His dad frowned as he and Finn watched TV in the living room.

"Sorry dad, Rachel wasn't sure what products to buy for the cake sale on Thursday," Burt seemed to buy it.

"Alright then, well go up and change and we'll have dinner," Kurt kissed his father on the cheek and left to his room.

When he was about to get change he leaned over to pick up a jumper that had fallen out of his wardrobe which he was going to wear, and saw a note come out of his pocket.

He picked it up.

It was a photo of the boy who kissed him.

He let his eyes wonder over him and bit his lip.

The boy was gorgeous.

On the back of the photo was some black writing.

152- 345- 6140 text me.

Kurt knew that he shouldn't be involved with someone like Blaine...he shouldn't get caught up in people who shoplift stores, so he went downstairs and ate dinner.

While he was eating, he remained quiet, unable to stop thinking.

When he was excused he went up to his room and did the unthinkable.

He texted Blaine. At least by sarcasm it didn't look desperate, right?

Don't call me babycakes.

Well hello Babycakes!.

Kurt sighed.

He was incorrigible

I don't appreciate the Hickey you left me.

Ah...so you do speak. Well princess I'm sorry, but you shouldn't look so damn hot, it only attracts attention.

Kind of like your attitude.

If you didn't enjoy it, you would have said so princess

I have a name

I meant what I said you look like candy, we should hang out..

Leave me alone.

Hey you texted me. Which means you want something out of it right?

No it doesn't. It means it was inappropriate for what you did in the store, and I want you to leave me and my friend alone.

LoL sorry princess, I don't date chicks. I would however like to date you. If you wanted me to leave you alone you wouldn't have texted.

I'm not going to date a jerk who is just going to use me for my good looks. Thank you.

Why would you think that?

Mhm I don't know...maybe it's because you look like someone who does one time flings?

You know what. Never mind, I'm sorry I asked. You're clearly just like everyone else.

What's that supposed to mean!?

You're a hypocrite.

You particularly threatened the shop owner and you're asking me not to judge you?

It's just a bit of fun. It was a fake gun for christsake. Lighten up Kurt! I do one time flings? How would you even know if you don't even want anything to do with me. I looked at you appropriately, I didn't kiss you on the mouth or anything, alright fine I shouldn't have teased and kissed your neck like that but I'm allowed to stare, people have a right to stare but they don't. I did because I have enough courage to do it! People can pretend by staring from afar and people can pretend they don't see how gorgeous you are, but I won't, that doesn't give you the right to judge me and say I'm an asshole who does one time flings, because I got news for you, I don't, I don't date if I don't think anything of it, so get your head out of your ass Kurt and go to hell.

Kurt couldn't believe Blaine had just replied that, and refused to send him a text back.

How dare he talk to Kurt like that?

He ran his thumb over the picture he got out of his pants before, and noticed something.

Blaine's eyes looked sad. He had a forced smile, and a cut down his cheek, despite the insanely hot outfit he was wearing, he looked like a boy.

That doesn't give you the right to judge me and say I'm an asshole who does one time flings

Maybe he did judge him too quickly.

I'm sorry.

What?

I'm sorry for judging you.

And I'm sorry for wasting my time.