What even, I updated again? TWO DAYS IN A ROW? I shit you not: this is a record breaking moment!
Now, me failing to update at a regular pace aside, here is Day One of Klaine's relationship :3 I forgot to warn you last time, but this fic's gonna be plotless for the most part. Sorry to disappoint anyone who was expecting anything other than fluff ;/
And one more thing before I start: THANK YOU ALL SO MUCH FOR YOUR REVIEWS, FAVES AND GENERAL FOLLOWING OF THIS STORY. When I woke up and saw a spammage of emails for this fic, I couldn't wipe the exceptionally stupid grin off my face. Actually, it's still here! So, THANK YOU ALL SO MUCH :''''''D
Nooooow, without further ado, here is Day One :D
Disclaimer: I can't come up with any witty comment to say "I DON'T OWN GLEE" right now, so let's just hope this will suffice x3
Chapter 1: Wednesday
Walking into the Lima Bean, Kurt and Blaine were greeted with an unusually long line for a Wednesday afternoon. This resulted in the soloist almost ramming into a poor customer before Kurt pulled his boyfriend's shoulder back.
"Woah," Blaine breathed, taking a puff of breath. Turning back to the countertenor, he said, "Thanks." Kurt smiled in reply.
They stood in line together, recounting what happened during their day (mostly avoiding the Warblers and their teasing since they all found out) and talking about what they did in the classes they didn't have together (not much; classes were more difficult and slightly more unbearable than usual). For the most part, they kept their eyes at the line ahead of them, watching carefully as it mercifully shrunk. Occasionally, they stole a glance at each other before turning away with a stupid smile and an embarrassing blush.
It was silly, Kurt knew. They were officially dating, for goodness' sakes. He should have been over the embarrassing phase of looking away, flushing, whenever Blaine looked at him by now. He shouldn't have felt overly giddy whenever Blaine's hand brushed his still. It wasn't fair that he was so completely smitten.
Then again, with the way Blaine was acting around him now – which was basically the curly head reciprocating Kurt's actions – at least the countertenor was able to take comfort at the fact that he was not alone in that department.
In fact, it made him feel good. Real good.
The taller boy wrapped one arm around himself, as the other flew up to cover his lips. He was trying to hide the giant grin he was biting back as he thought about this. Glancing at his boyfriend, Kurt met Blaine's eyes, who immediately smiled when their gazes met.
"You should smile, you know," Blaine said.
Kurt blinked, and he could feel the heat slowly creeping onto his cheeks. Damn it.
"Uh, wh-what?" he stammered. Joy, he thought, You sound like a bumbling fool.
Blaine turned forward again, very pointedly watching where he was going as he moved with the line. "Smile," he simply repeated. Stopping again, he turned to Kurt with another warm smile Kurt was gleefully getting used to. "I can see that you're hiding a giant smile, Kurt. You don't need to hide it."
And now Kurt tucked in his lips tightly, because the giant grin Blaine was talking about wanted to smile even wider.
"I also really like your smile…"
The statement was just a whisper, said almost too low for Kurt's ears to catch.
But he heard them anyway, causing the chestnut haired boy to cross his arms as he turned away to hide the completely dopey look he had to be wearing on his face.
As Kurt stepped forward to move with the line, he felt Blaine's warm hand on the small of his back. Turning towards his boyfriend, Kurt was barely able to think, Oh, that's nice.
"Please, Kurt? Smile? For me?" Blaine pleaded.
The shorter boy's eyes were big, pleading and childlike, and he had a hopeful smile plastered on his face and – well. How was Kurt not supposed to give in to that? So he cracked, and the grin he failed to hold back broke across his face. This just made Blaine smile even more, and Kurt just rolled his eyes, shaking his head at his boyfriend; not once did he stop smiling.
"Well," Kurt began then, stepping forward with the line, "since I smiled for you, now you have to do something for me." Kurt was sincerely hoping that he sounded much more confident than he thought he did.
"Oh, and what would that be?" Blaine asked slyly. Oh good, Blaine didn't catch his hesitation.
"You can save us some seats, while I take our orders. Medium drip and almond biscotti, right? I'll even get one of those Danishes you always salivate over." He turned to his boyfriend, the smile still plastered on his face.
The pale boy was still completely aware of Blaine's hand on the small of his back since it gently pushed him forward as the line moved once more. Kurt tried not to focus on how much he really liked the gentle touch. If he didn't, he was pretty sure that the butterflies in his stomach would fly up and clog his throat.
"Oh, Kurt. No, it's okay!" the tanner boy exclaimed. "You don't have to; I can ge –"
"No, no. I-I got it," Kurt interjected, trying his hardest not to wince at the minor stutter. And here he was, thinking he'd actually get through this without looking the slightest bit flustered.
Blaine looked at him peculiarly then, and Kurt resisted the urge to throw him a look, instead looking forward at the (fortunately short) line ahead of him.
"Kurt, is this a date?" the curly head asked carefully, as if he was scared if he offended Kurt. Or was afraid he was simply wrong.
The countertenor could feel the heat high in his cheeks, so now he was just willing the blush to stop right there.
"It can be. I mean, I know we've been on coffee dates before but that was before and now we're boyfriends so I thought –"
He was silenced with one of Blaine's index fingers placed on his lips.
"I'd be honoured if I had this coffee date with you," Blaine simply said. And then he smiled one of those charming, dapper smiles that still made Kurt weak in the knees.
Kurt wasn't really in the state to reply coherently, so instead he nodded his head and smiled back, thankful that it was finally time for him to take his order. However, before Blaine left Kurt at the counter to order, he quickly said, "You're sharing that Danish with me!" then ran off to find a table. The taller boy didn't even get a chance to mention how many calories were in the pastries before his boyfriend disappeared. Still, true to his word, Kurt did end up getting the Danish, knowing full well that Blaine wouldn't eat it unless he did too.
After slipping his wallet back into his pocket, he felt a buzz from his cell phone. Picking it up, he realized someone texted him.
I miss you :( –B
Kurt opened his mouth and then closed it, incredulous that he actually just received a text from the shorter boy. He looked over to where Blaine was seated by the window and continued to look at him incredulously; his boyfriend just grinned back in a cheeky matter.
We were barely separated for 5 min Blaine.
The pale boy watched as the other read the text, looking more disappointed than Kurt would have liked. So, he sent another text.
But I miss you too. –K
At least it was true.
Kurt rolled his eyes, smirking, as he saw the corners of Blaine's lips twitch upwards.
The rest of their order finally came, and Kurt took the cups into his hand after wedging the bag with the biscotti and Danish between his elbow and torso. After carefully walking over to their table and setting down all of their stuff, Kurt received another text. Bringing his phone out, he scoffed loudly and didn't even bother replying to the text from Blaine that said: Yay! Biscotti & a danish! :D
"Blaine, you can stop texting me," Kurt said aloud, looking right at his boyfriend. "I'm right here."
Blaine simply looked up from his phone and beamed. "I know you are."
And Kurt understood it then. It went without saying that, yes, Kurt was there. He was right there – with Blaine. Because that's what mattered right? Them being there together.
Hmmmmmmm, this was not at all the way I thought this would end up. Oh well, it's done and I updated TWO DAYS IN A ROW so what more could you want? :P
Anyways, I'm now gonna take the time to remind you that I'm taking prompts and requests for whatever you'd like to see in this first week. I have yet to come up with ideas for Friday, Sunday and Monday. I might even need some ideas for Thursday and Tuesday. So yeah, please don't hesitate to suggest something! I'll happily credit you if I end up choosing your idea :3
Which reminds me, IMimelda: here's the coffee date you suggested! I hope it didn't disappoint! Also, I'm definitely looking into some of the other prompts you gave me, so thank you very much :D
So yeah, I hope you all enjoyed this!
x o x o bjaarcy
PS To the anon reviewer with the penname Abby Y: I do, in fact, already have a story with cockblock!Finn during a Klaine make out! The story's called Trapped. I'd be happy to give a link to you if you'd like :3
