Chapter Two: Nothing In This World Will Ever Break My Heart Again
The next couple of weeks were busy for Blaine. He had a lot to do. He had been working on getting items back or his house. He had chosen to take the insurance money and build a new place on Puck and Olivia's land. He didn't mind, since it was his own space. He liked being close to them, his place hadn't been far before it had burned. Blaine supposed that most people would have been angry about losing all of their things, but most of his memories and things like that were in Puck's attic. He hadn't been on his own for very long. He'd not had time to get everything moved yet. That was the one good thing. Blaine was not minding the shopping. He had already picked out a few things, he was keeping it in the barn. He liked picking out things for the house. It was something that was a latent hobby. And it's not like he would ever want to decorate anyone else's place. He really didn't. He only wanted to focus on his own place. Blaine was at home with Aimee, Puck and Olivia were out on a date. Blaine had volunteered to babysit. He had been wanting to use Aimee as an excuse not to see Kurt. He still wanted to date him, but he still wanted to keep him at arm's length.
Olivia had cooked, and Blaine had heated it up. It was meatloaf and mashed potatoes. She was a good cook, much better than Blaine was. She had made mac and cheese for Aimee. She ate meat loaf but she wasn't big on potatoes. She preferred noodles. Blaine was busy cleaning up from dinner and Aimee was watching Scooby Doo in the living room. Blaine wasn't her parent, so he had a tendency to let her stay up a little sometimes. Blaine wasn't sure what was going to happen with Kurt. He was planning on going out with him again, he just needed to mentally prepare himself. He really did like Kurt. He was really cute. He just didn't know if he was really ready to try and be someone's boyfriend. He needed to go slowly. Maybe not to Kurt's liking, but Blaine had to be comfortable. He wasn't most of the time, so it was what he was used to. Blaine got out a beer, and opened it. He took a swallow. Aimee was singing along with Scooby Doo. It was cute, how much she liked it. Blaine was going to let her finish it and then put her to bed. He was then going to have nothing else to think about but the attack... that was unacceptable.
It took all of his energy getting Aimee into bed. She was one of those stay up types. She always wanted to be up when her parents came home. It was hard to get her to go to bed. Blaine usually didn't mind the trying. He gave the energy that he normally would have spent on trying to keep his mind off what happened to getting Aimee to sleep. He had to tell Aimee the story of her parents getting together twice before she fell asleep. Once she was out, he didn't have anything to do but think about the month that he had been handcuffed to that bed. It was part of his thoughts most of the time. Blaine's curls were coming out of his braid. He went back to the living room. He put the tv on some silly comedy that he wouldn't have to pay attention to. Blaine didn't know how he was going to do this. Be Kurt's boyfriend. Blaine wanted to be. He really did. Kurt was beautiful and so smart. Blaine just didn't know how to do it without Kurt getting frustrated and moving on. Blaine didn't want that. He just didn't know how to do that. He really wasn't able to have sex any time soon. Blaine wasn't sure that he would ever be ready. He wanted to be. He tried to focus on the television. It was too hard when he was alone, it was always bad.
His cell phone was ringing on the table made him jump. He wasn't expecting that at all. Blaine looked down at his phone. It was Kurt. Blaine stared at it or a second before he picked it up. "Hi, Kurt." He said, his heart pounding out of his chest. He didn't know what he was going to do to act like a good boyfriend. If that's what he even was. Blaine just wasn't sure if that was what they were or not. Blaine wished that he was brave enough to actually ask. He had had the courage to tell him that he wasn't going to be ready for sex, you would think that he could ask that. But he just couldn't. Blaine just wasn't sure how this was going to end up. He tried to keep his tone neutral. He tried to keep his heart from pounding out of his chest. He was so very nervous. This was going to end with him being incredibly dehydrated from the sweating he was going to be doing. Blaine cracked open the beer he had gotten after Aimee was in bed. He took a long sip. This was going to be difficult to navigate. But alcohol was going to help him not be so nerdy. As long as he didn't drink too much. "What's up?"
Kurt hadn't seen Blaine much in those two weeks. He'd been busy working, so he wasn't angry. He also knew that Blaine wasn't used to being in a relationship. He didn't know how any of this worked. He was okay with that. Blaine was completely beautiful. He was almost too beautiful to be real. Kurt wasn't sure if he deserved him. Kurt could think of nothing but that mocha skin that he wanted to run his fingers over. Blaine's skin was one of the most beautiful things that Kurt had ever seen. It was almost all he thought about. All those long hours at the hospital, changing bed pans, taking blood pressure, fluffing pillows, the whole time thinking of Blaine and his skin. Also, those beautiful curls. Kurt couldn't help thinking of those curls on a baby. He wasn't even sure he wanted kids, but if they were Blaine's, he would be open to having them. That was a little frightening. Kurt didn't know that he should be that into him already. Kurt actually really missed him. They had only talked a couple of times on the phone. He understood that Blaine was busy. He was too. But they had to at least talk a bit. He asked, "How are you? It's been a bit since we talked. I miss you." Kurt really didn't want to come on too strong. Blaine was fragile.
"I'm sorry. I've been busy. My house burned down not too long ago. I've been working on getting things replaced." Blaine was doing his best not to sound as if he was being too distant. Blaine didn't want Kurt to think that he wasn't into this. He was. It was still hard to even think about having sex with him. Even though he wished that he could. And he wished that he'd be able to before it was too late and Kurt left him. Blaine didn't know if he could do that, manage not to get Kurt to leave. That was the bad part. Blaine had even went out and gotten a book about how to be in a good relationship. He usually would have balked at something like that. But he knew that he needed it. He had to learn how to do these kinds of things. "I missed you too." The best part was that that was true. Blaine really did miss him. Blaine took a deep breath. This had to be handled delicately. Blaine wanted to do this right. There were a lot of ways that he could screw this up. And that was without him thinking and trying not to ruin things. "I am sorry I haven't seen you."
Kurt thought he might be actually mean that that was the good part. Kurt ran his hand through his hair. He didn't know if he could really do this. Be what Blaine needed. He really wanted to be though. Kurt wanted to be strong and be the kind of person that Blaine could count on. Kurt smiled, though, it was amazing to be talking to him. "I am glad. I think that we could get together though, tomorrow, I am not working. My first day off in like, six days. I want to spend it with you. I thought we could go to the movies or something. I also got some things to cook. I like cooking, it relaxes me." Kurt said. That was true. Plus, he liked cooking for people. And Blaine was going to be important. Hell, he already was. Kurt would never repay Rachel for setting this up. He was so happy right now. There wasn't much that could change that right now. Kurt poured the noodles into the pan, he was making chicken Alfredo right then for dinner. He had just gotten off a 20 hour shift. Kurt was almost ready to pass out. Even though he was tired, he wouldn't be able to fall asleep just yet. He was full of coffee. He had already cut up the chicken. It was going to be delicious.
When Kurt mentioned getting together, Blaine tried to stay calm. He had to date him if they wanted to stay a couple. Blaine was just not sure that he wanted to really do this. As amazing as Kurt was. He just wasn't sure he was ready. Blaine was just going to be completely dehydrated from all the sweating. "You... you want to get together?" He finally said. Blaine had been thinking about him since. Even if he wasn't sure that he would have admitted that out loud. He had, though, missed him much in the time they'd been apart. Blaine didn't really think that he could do this. Be the boyfriend that Kurt deserved. Blaine wasn't the kind of boyfriend that anyone should be with. "Kurt, I like you. I really do." Blaine stopped, and he heard Kurt's sharp intake of breath. "No, Kurt, it's not what you think." He said. "I'm not breaking up with you. I'm giving you the chance to break up with me. I don't have to tell you that I just am not good enough for you." He said. There was no denying that, no matter what Kurt said.
That made Kurt sad. He thought it was sad that Blaine thought that. "Blaine, are you kidding? Have you seen you? You aren't just handsome, you are beautiful. Your skin is... I have never dated anyone as beautiful as you. You aren't seeing what is actually true. You are too good for me." Kurt wasn't insecure by any means, but he knew that Blaine was too good looking to be with him. Kurt got the noodles out of the pantry. He said, "I am not going anywhere. I know that you're not used to any of this. I am okay with that." Kurt wasn't used at all to dating someone who wasn't into sex, but he was okay with that. Kurt was willing to do whatever he had to for Blaine. He really liked him. He liked him a lot. It was more than the fact that he was beautiful. Kurt liked that he was shy. That he was a teacher, and that he cared about his culture. Kurt was willing to do what he should to see how this would turn out. Kurt was patient. "I know that you're scared. Everyone's a little scared, honey. It's okay." Kurt held himself back from making a sympathetic cooing noise. He didn't want to scare him off. With guys like Blaine, you had to be careful. He also didn't want to make him uncomfortable.
That Kurt was being so understanding was not helpful. Well, it should have been, but Blaine knew that he had no excuse to break up with him. Not that he should want to. He shouldn't. Kurt was willing to be patient and deal with his problems. All of his neuroses. Blaine took a sip out of his beer. The door opened, bringing his brother and his sister in law. "I do like you, Kurt. I really do." This was not a lie. He really did like Kurt. He was way too good for him, but he was the first person that Blaine thought he could actually sleep with. That should mean a lot. And, if he thought about it, it really did. "That... that means a lot to me. That you're really willing to put up with all of my... issues." He said, for lack of a better word. Blaine watched as Puck and Olivia took off shoes and headed for the kitchen. Blaine sipped his beer. He didn't know what else to say. He wasn't used to having to talk to people on the phone. He was pretty much just used to talking to his family. That was much easier. He knew what to expect from that. He had a couple of friends at school, but that wasn't the same.
As Blaine continued to talk, Olivia got out a beer for Puck. "Noah, do you think Blaine is going to actually date Kurt?" He hoped that he would. Olivia had worked hard to get the date for him. She hoped that Blaine would give Kurt a chance. She went to the fridge and got out a soda. They had gone to the movies and dinner. Olivia was glad that they had gotten to go out. They hadn't gotten to go out in awhile. Olivia tossed her long hair over her shoulder. She sat down at the table. She took one of Puck's hands in hers. "I really hope that he does, I had to work hard to get that set up for him." She said. Olivia cracked open her soda with her free hand. She found Puck's foot under the table and ran hers along the outside. "So... our kid's asleep." She said, giving him a grin. They got along very well because they both enjoyed sex. She let her foot climb higher on his leg, until her toes were running along his length. He started, and gave her a dirty grin. Olivia gave him a grin, and ran her toes very slowly along his length. Olivia gave him a big grin. She didn't have to do much to get him turned on. It was always a good thing. She knew what to do. "Mmmmm... it would be a good thing if you want to do anything about it." She gave him a wink.
It was hard to resist when your fiancee was turning you on. Especially when your fiancee was really hot. Puck raised an eyebrow at her. "You are definitely going to get something if you keep doing that." He said, his voice a little squeaky. Puck wasn't sure that he could turn her down. Her whole foot slipped over his cock, and that was it. Puck got up, keeping ahold of her hand and pulled her with him to the stairs. They could still hear Blaine on the phone. Puck was glad, but that's all he could think before he was busy thinking about the armful of woman he had. Plus, she was really hot. Puck wasn't usually able to think coherent thoughts when he had Olivia giving him attention. Puck closed the bedroom door, and Olivia got on the bed. She gave him a grin. Puck took off his shirt, and tossed it on the floor. This was going to be amazing, it always was. While he was taking off his shirt, she was taking off hers. She was toying with the straps of her bra while he was working on his belt. He was going to enjoy this. Puck knew how to please women. He dropped his pants on the floor.
Blaine was hanging up with Kurt. He heard giggling from Puck and Olivia's bedroom. He had to shake his head in disbelief. Although, he shouldn't have been surprised. They did that a lot. Especially after a date. They had very healthy libidos. He flipped the channels on the television. He didn't really care what he watched. He had agreed to go over to Kurt's for dinner the next day. Blaine wasn't sure what was going to happen. He was very nervous. This was going to require Olivia's help. Blaine wasn't going to be able to do this without her. He was enough of a man to admit that. Blaine pulled his feet up underneath him. He was very anxious. This was going to end up badly if he didn't do this right. Blaine wanted to do it right. It was something that he was man enough to admit. Blaine didn't know what to wear, he wasn't sure what to do with his hair. He was sure that he was going to fuck everything up. He wasn't sure how he was going to manage any of this. Blaine was going to have to go and get a book on relationships at the bookstore. He thought most of them were unhelpful, but he thought there might be some that would be helpful. Blaine was sure that he could do this if he took it seriously. He would have to be careful.
The following evening, Kurt was working on dinner. He was making pot roast and mashed potatoes. He thought it would be best to keep it simple. He had the feeling that Blaine was a meat and potatoes kind of person. Kurt didn't mind that at all. He was making salad, too. He had rolls in the oven. He'd made them from scratch. He was able to do a lot around the kitchen. Kurt had also taught his father all he knew. Kurt loved cooking. Baking was also something that he enjoyed. Kurt was wearing a pair of tight jeans and a form fitting tee shirt. He was sure that Blaine was going to be casual. Not to mention, it was just a simple dinner. Kurt didn't want to put too much pressure on it. He knew that the whole thing was precarious. Kurt didn't want him to freak out if he could help it. Kurt wasn't sure that he could ever understand anything that Blaine had been through. He was going to have to be as helpful and as understanding as he could. That wasn't going to be hard, but Kurt was going to have to do some reading on people who had survived rape.
The doorbell rang. Kurt put down the potato peeler and went to get it. He opened it, revealing Blaine. He was wearing a flannel shirt and a pair of Wranglers with a pair of cowboy boots. Kurt had heard Blaine call them shit kickers. He was sure he could guess why, but he didn't want confirmation. Kurt gave him a smile. "Hi, Blaine." He said, and stepped back to let him inside. Kurt closed the door once he was inside. He gave him a kiss on the cheek. "I am glad you came." He said, as Blaine took off his cowboy hat. He played with it, wringing it in his hands. Kurt took it from him, and hung it on the coat rack. "I made pot roast, and I'm working on potatoes. Is that okay?" Kurt asked, as he gave him another smile. He took Blaine's hand, lacing his fingers through his. He smiled when Blaine didn't pull away. He was glad that Blaine was here. Kurt had been half afraid that he wouldn't come. It was good that he had. Kurt led him to the kitchen, so he could keep peeling. Blaine hopped up on the counter as he watched Kurt pick up the peeler again. He was very glad that Rachel had set them up. Kurt had thought that this was going to be terrible, but this was amazing. Blaine was so beautiful.
The food actually did smell good. Blaine's stomach rumbled. He didn't know if he was going to manage to stay the whole time. He was glad that he had come. He really liked Kurt. Blaine hadn't been able to keep from dreaming about him the night before. This was going to be amazing even if it was stressful. Blaine ran his hand along his arm. He had braided his hair again. It was just easiest, because his curls always bothered him. He'd used to gel them. But then his hair had grown longer and he'd started to straighten them and braid them. Blaine sniffed the air. "It smells really good in here." He said. He wasn't sure that he could wait till they ate. He'd been chasing Aimee around the house and had worked off all the food he'd eaten. Blaine had been playing with her. They had played tag, hide and go seek, Simon Says, all kinds of things. Blaine liked playing with her. It was simple. He didn't have to think about it. It took his mind off everything. Blaine loved being around Aimee. He loved kids. It's why he was teacher. He loved kids, they were always so eager to play and they never asked hard questions.
Blaine was shy. Kurt didn't mind that. He liked the shy, quiet type. There was always more to them than met the eye. Kurt added the peeled potatoes to the water. He added the last ones to peel to the cutting board. Kurt peeled them, his hands going faster than they normally would have. He had heard Blaine's stomach rumble. He reached into the fridge to get out a soda. "Here, honey." He said. "It'll only be a little while longer, I only have the potatoes to finish." Kurt said. He added the last ones to the pot. It wouldn't take so long now. He got out the plates to set the table. He wanted to get all of that done so they could talk while he finished cooking. Kurt put the salad and the bread on the table. He added some of the dressings he had and some butter. Kurt turned his blue eyes on Blaine. "How was your day?" He asked. He really wanted to know. Kurt already cared about Blaine so much. He didn't know if Blaine felt the same, but he hoped so. They hadn't talked much. Much about how they felt about each other. They needed to. Kurt didn't know what he was going to happen with him. He wished that they could both just feel the same. He felt really good about this date. He looked at Blaine. "What do you think?" He asked. "What do you think will happen with us?"
That threw him. Blaine hadn't expected him to ask that. Blaine let out a breath, a few curls escaping from his braid. Blaine looked at him. He didn't really know what to say to that. He wished that it had an easy answer. He didn't know if he was going to freak out or not. Blaine looked at Kurt. "Kurt, I really care about you. I really do." His whole face was red under his skin. "I have never loved anyone before. I... I really feel like I could love you." He said, and he really meant that. Blaine surprised himself by getting down off the counter and taking Kurt's hands in his. "I... I do care about you. I... I am so scared, but I want to figure this out." He said. He surprised them both by kissing him. Blaine's lips pressed against Kurt's, sucking on his bottom lip. Kurt pressed back against him, and Blaine gasped against his lips. Blaine's tongue darted out, licking his lips, asking for a deeper kiss. Kurt let him, and Blaine sucked on his tongue. Kurt let out a soft groan. Blaine broke the kiss, and looked at him. "Wow." He said a little breathlessly. He thought Kurt was very good at that.
Kurt tried to catch his breath. Blaine may not have kissed a lot but he knew what he was doing. "Oh, Blaine..." He said. He put his arms around his waist. He let out a deep breath. "You are really good at that." He said. Kurt let go so he could get the pot roast checked. "Blaine, you are so sweet." He said, as he turned to look at him. He took Blaine's hand, lacing their fingers together. He stroked the back of Blaine's hand with his thumb. He didn't know what to say. "I am so glad that you feel the same way I do. I was worried that you didn't feel the same way as me." He said. He wasn't able to keep the grin off his face. He was so happy. He was glad that they were on the same page. It was easiest. Kurt checked the potatoes. He gave Blaine another kiss, softly. Blaine kissed back, his hand going to the nape of Kurt's neck. Kurt said, "So... are we boyfriends?" He didn't want to assume that they were, because it was never going to end up well. You had to be clear I you wanted to get what you wanted. Kurt wanted things to be clear. He didn't know how they'd be okay if they didn't talk about things. You didn't really have much of a relationship without talking. "I just want things to be clear. It's okay if you aren't ready."
That was hard to answer. Blaine just didn't know. He was afraid of hurting Kurt. "I don't want to hurt you. As soon as we do that, you'll be hurt. I... I think that we should be... we should be boyfriends, but let's not call it that. Okay? Just so I can get used to being with you." Blaine looked at Kurt. He gave him a smile. "Is that okay?" Blaine asked, putting his arms around Kurt's waist. He just hoped that it would be okay. Blaine looked into his blue eyes. They were so beautiful. It was like looking into the sky. Blaine didn't know what he had done to get someone like Kurt. Kurt was amazing, and so sweet. He was so patient. Kurt didn't know what he was getting into, but Blaine was glad that he was willing to try. Blaine sniffed the air. "That pot roast smells mighty fine." He said. Blaine felt like a weight was lifted off his shoulders, now that they had talked about things. Blaine actually felt a little more relaxed now. He stripped off his cowboy boots. He wanted to be comfortable. He did feel so much more comfortable now that they had talked. Blaine kissed him softly on the cheek.
Kurt gave him a smile. He was glad that Blaine wanted to be boyfriends, even if they weren't calling it that. "Okay." Kurt said, giving him a smile. "I'm okay with that." He kissed him softly and he let go so he could mash the potatoes. Kurt was glad that they had ironed everything out. He cared about Blaine. Blaine was so sweet. There was also an innocence to him that he really liked. Even with the abuse that Blaine had had to suffer. If Kurt could go and beat up the man who did it to him, he would. And Kurt didn't believe in violence. How someone could do that to someone like Blaine. Blaine was so caring, and he was a school teacher. And he wasn't a school teacher because he couldn't do anything else, he was a school teacher because he liked it. He didn't deserve that to happen to him. Kurt would be patient with him. He really cared about him. Blaine was worth it. Kurt knew it. He didn't know how he was going to call himself a man if he didn't do right by Blaine. He added the milk and butter to the mashed potatoes. He worked the mixer in them, and Blaine helped by taking the pot roast out of the oven. He put it on the table. Kurt put the mashed potatoes on the table and got out more soda.
They sat and had a very pleasant supper. Kurt was glad, he thought Blaine was too thin. Blaine ate, and Kurt made sure he had as much as he wanted. They had apple pie a la mode for dessert, and went into the living room to watch tv. Kurt was glad that Blaine was here. He was surprised when Blaine cuddled up right to him on the couch. Kurt put his arms around him, and they laid back to watch tv. Kurt couldn't imagine being happier right now. This was the nicest thing that had ever happened to him. Blaine was so amazing. He sat there with Kurt, and he fell right to sleep. Kurt pushed some of the curls that had escaped out of his braid off his head. Kurt wondered if Blaine would stay the night. They didn't have to do anything, but Kurt didn't know that he felt safe with Blaine driving home like that. He didn't want him to fall asleep while he was driving home. They had been watching Facts of Life. Kurt liked the old 80s sitcoms. Kurt ran his hand along Blaine's back a soothing motion. He wanted Blaine to feel comfortable. He hummed softly.
Blaine woke when the little marathon was over. "Mmm... I'm sorry I fell asleep... I was playing with Aimee today." He said, yawning. Kurt gave him a smile. "What?" Blaine asked, stretching a little. His head was rested on Kurt's chest, and his eyes were a little a puffy with sleep. He gave Kurt a soft kiss. "Maybe I should go on home." Blaine said. Kurt's arms stayed around his waist. "Kurt, I can't drive home if you don't let go." He thought it was cute that Kurt didn't want to let go. Blaine wondered if Kurt had a different idea. "Are... are you trying to get me to spend the night?" Blaine asked, hoping it didn't sound accusatory. Blaine wasn't sure if he was ready for that. He was already thinking of his warm bed. He was just wondering how they were going to get to the sex. Blaine new that he had to do it sooner rather than later. He had a boyfriend now. It was important that he get used to the idea. Blaine did want to want to. He was sure that he was going to be able to go through with it eventually. He had to work out all of the issues. Blaine was sure that if they tried anytime soon he was going to freak out. Blaine just had to adjust to the idea of sleeping with Kurt.
"Yes, but not for the reasons you think, sweetheart." Kurt said. "I'm just worried about you driving home because you seem sleepy." Kurt didn't want anything to happen to him on the way home. Kurt hoped that Blaine wouldn't see too much into it. Kurt really wasn't trying to cause anything that Blaine didn't want. "I'm really not trying to start anything that you don't want, Blaine." Kurt hoped that he believed him. Kurt really meant it. "I just want to keep you safe, sweetheart." He told him. He hoped that Blaine agreed. It was what he really felt. Kurt stroked Blaine's cheek. "You have the most beautiful skin." That was true. Kurt loved looking at him. He had never seen anyone with such beautiful skin. Not to mention, he was with Kurt. He was interested in him. Kurt still couldn't quite believe it. He was the luckiest man on the planet. "I am glad that you're with me." Kurt said, unable to keep from being happy. He just hoped that Blaine wouldn't be freaked out because he was coming on too strong or something. That would be bad.
Blaine did his best not to be freaked out. Kurt wasn't doing anything that most people in a relationship wouldn't do. Blaine nodded. "Thanks, I'm glad that you like skin..." He was doing his best not to have a panic attack. He was perfectly safe. Blaine knew that. All he had to do was tell himself that. He put on a quizzical expression. He wasn't sure what he was going to say about what Kurt was thinking. He thought he'd be fine driving home. Blaine yawned again, though, and he had second thoughts. Maybe he wouldn't be. Blaine ran his hand through his curls, his hair had fallen out of his braid. He looked at Kurt. "You might be right." He said thoughtfully. "Maybe I should stay... but can I sleep on the couch?" Blaine thought being in the same bed as Kurt would freak him out. Blaine thought that didn't sound too unreasonable, given the circumstances. "I don't think that I could sleep in the same bed... at least, not yet." Blaine wished that he could be more normal. This was an impossibility, of course, but he still wished it just the same. Blaine's hazel eyes drooped. "I definitely shouldn't drive home." He agreed. "I hate it when you're right." He said, in an actual teasing tone. He didn't do that often.
Kurt smiled and kissed him softly. "You can stay, but you don't have to sleep on the couch... I have a spare bedroom you can stay in, or you can have my bed and I'll sleep there." Kurt was okay with either. He wanted Blaine to be comfortable. "Although, my bed is a king size, and we'd have lots of room." Kurt told him. He wanted Blaine to be as comfortable as possible. He brushed some of the curls off Blaine's forehead. He thought that they could do this if they did it right. Kurt was determined that Blaine never feel uncomfortable around him. "What would you prefer?" He asked, as he turned off the tv. Kurt stood up, offering Blaine his hand. Blaine hesitated, and then took it. Kurt laced his fingers through his, and led him to the stairs. They went up the stairs. Kurt stopped at the top, so they could discuss where they were sleeping. He stroked the skin on the back of his hand with his thumb. "What do you want, honey?" Kurt asked, as they stood there. He tried to sound calm, he didn't want Blaine to be freaked out. It was best to go slowly.
That was a hard question to answer. He wanted to be normal and actually sleep in the same bed as his boyfriend. "Um, how about we try and sleep in the same bed? I just... I want to be normal for once in my life. It's not like I can't go sleep in the spare bedroom if I get freaked out." Blaine felt good about his decision. He looked at Kurt, his hazel eyes wide with sleep. He yawned and wiped his eyes with a balled up fist, reminding his boyfriend of a large child. Blaine looked at Kurt. "Is that okay?" He asked.
Smiling at him, Kurt nodded. "Yes, honey, of course." Kurt said, and led him to his bedroom. It was decorated in soft blues and white. He led him to the bed. Kurt went to the dresser. "I've got some pjs for you to sleep in, honey." He said, pulling out a pair of NYU shorts and a matching tee shirt. "Here." Blaine was shorter than he was, and it was hot outside. He thought it was best that they go with shorts. He handed them to Blaine, and then went to get out his own pjs. A pair of shorts and a tank top. It was as casual as he usually got. Kurt changed, looking at Blaine, who was hesitating. "I'll look away." He said, doing just that.
Blaine changed, and slid into the bed. It was very soft. He let out a satisfied sigh and pulled the covers over himself. Kurt slid in the bed, too, and Blaine waited for the freakout to happen, but it didn't. Blaine was pleasantly surprised as he settled in the bed, burrowing under the covers. He looked over at Kurt, who was getting comfortable, too. Blaine still waited for the other shoe to drop. If he was going to panic, he wanted it sooner rather than later. He watched as Kurt settled in. Blaine still wasn't sure what was going on. What had just happened? How had Kurt managed to talk him into this? He was going to have to watch out for him in the future. Blaine didn't necessarily think it was bad, just unexpected. Blaine settled in and inched a little closer to Kurt. He felt dwarfed by the huge bed. He inched closer still, until he was right next to Kurt. He tentatively put his arm around Kurt's waist. He felt his eyes drifting shut of their own accord. Blaine was sleepy. He was sure he'd drop off to sleep soon. He laid his head on Kurt's chest, and yawned as he drifted off to dream.
The next morning, Blaine awoke bright and early to the smell of frying bacon. His stomach grumbled. He was hungry. Blaine looked. No Kurt. He must be cooking. Blaine slid out of the bed, and padded down to the kitchen. Blaine saw Kurt moving around, already showered and dressed. Blaine yawned. "You're busy this morning." He said. He sat down at the table, mostly out of exhaustion. Blaine wasn't sure what he was going to do for the day. He was supposed to go home and watch Aimee so Olivia could go grocery shopping, but that was later. Blaine saw the coffee and got up to get some.
Kurt smiled. "Morning, sleepy head." He said, as he worked on the scrambled eggs. He had to go into the hospital that day. He leaned and kissed Blaine on the cheek. "I have to go to work, soon, but you can hang out here as long as you want." He told him, letting Blaine steal some of the bacon. Kurt hummed under his breath as he worked. He loved this. Loved cooking for Blaine. He liked having someone to take care of, it was his mother hen tendencies. "Did you sleep okay?" He asked. He hoped that he had. Kurt didn't know what they were going to do, but it was nice. Blaine had slept the whole night.
Blaine was busy scarfing down bacon and working on his coffee. It all smelled great. He hummed, too, the same song Kurt was humming. Blaine gave him a smile. "I have to be home later, and watch my niece." He said. "My sister in law needs to get some grocery shopping done." He sat down again with his coffee. He then got to Kurt's question. "Yeah, I slept really good." For the first time in a long time. He was surprised that he had been able to sleep all cuddled up to Kurt like that. Blaine wasn't sure that he could even put into words how much that meant to him. Blaine sipped the coffee, on heaven. This was greater than he thought it would be. It was too good to be true. Blaine was soon in bliss when Kurt put down his breakfast in front of him. Eggs, toast, bacon, and home fries. Blaine leaned up to kiss him. "You're going to spoil me." He said, giving him a smile. Blaine loved this, it was so comfortable. He could get used to it, and then where was he going to be? It was too much. Could they really do this? Have this? He picked up a piece of bacon.
Kurt settled down with his own breakfast. He was glad that Blaine was here. He loved having someone to take care of. It was nice, he and Trip had been broken up for a long time. Kurt didn't miss him. Their living together had been a dumb idea. Kurt still talked to him on occasion, but not very often. Kurt didn't think they could be friends after what had gone down. Trip had cheated on him. Kurt had tried to forgive, but he hadn't been able to. It had been such a betrayal. Kurt looked at Blaine. "You are mine to spoil, sweetheart." He told him. Kurt's foot found his under the table, and he ran his foot along it. He gave him a grin when Blaine let out a cry of protest. He was trying to eat. Kurt picked up his coffee cup. "It's okay, baby." Kurt laughed and sipped his coffee. This was all very domestic, and he was surprised Blaine wasn't freaking out. He was glad, though. Blaine seemed incredibly calm as he sat and ate his breakfast. Kurt didn't know what to make of it all. It was all changing on a dime, and he just thought it could change back just as quickly. He didn't want that. They just had to keep going, find out what worked for them. Kurt couldn't give him up now. He just couldn't.
The day was busy for Blaine. He left Kurt's at one, staying around a bit after Kurt left to clean, and then got home so Liv could go. He wasn't shocked to find Aimee waiting for him at the door. She always got upset when they didn't have breakfast together. They spent the afternoon coloring, it was one of Aimee's favorite past times. They colored in some of her coloring books, but she liked to draw, too. Blaine got tired out with her by five, and thankfully her mother got back about then. Blaine went to his room, waiting for supper. Olivia had gotten right to work when she'd gotten home. Blaine lay back on the bed, and then decided to get cleaned up. He needed a shower. He took a long one, the water hot. Blaine wasn't sure when things had started to get better. Besides the fire, that was. Blaine wasn't sure that he was okay with all of this. It felt strange, things going good. Blaine didn't really know how he was going to handle that. He wasn't that used to good things happening. He didn't know how to handle it. It was foreign to him.
When Blaine was out and clean, he went on downstairs. His curly hair fell wet to his shoulders, and he wore a soft pair of cotton shorts and a tank top. He entered the kitchen. Olivia was at the stove, cooking. Aimee was playing on the floor with blocks. Blaine looked at Olivia. "Can I help?" He asked. He usually told him no. Blaine was prepared either way. Blaine just wanted her to let him do something. He didn't mind helping. He got a no, as usual, so he went to set the table. Blaine felt like a leech when he couldn't do anything useful. They let him stay here rent free, he had to do something. It was only fair. They were both generous to a fault. Blaine hummed under his breath. He was also waiting for Olivia to tease him about sleeping over at Kurt's. He was sure it was coming. Especially because he had protested about the date. Blaine had had a lot of fun, though, and he wanted to see were going to go. Blaine was going to have to apologize for being an ass. He had been. Not that he could help some of it. It wasn't all his fault. Some of it was his defense mechanism. He couldn't help it. Although, he tried. Blaine finished with the table and looked up. Aimee was wanting his attention, as usual. He knelt down by her, trying to focus on her.
"So, big night." Olivia said, looking at him. She was making burgers and fries in the deep fryer. She said, "I noticed that you came home in the same clothes that you had on last night." She wasn't going to tease him too much, because he wouldn't go again. And he'd clam up. Blaine was hard to handle sometimes. She didn't mind, mostly. Olivia had been reading up on sexual abuse and survivors. She was determined to make sure that she knew how to help him if he needed it. She didn't want him to not have an outlet. "I think that's really great, baby."
Rolling his eyes, Blaine said, "Yeah, I know." He hoped that would be the end of the teasing. He wasn't sure he could take any more. He got why she was doing it, though. Blaine helped Aimee build with her blocks. "I... I slept in the same bed with him all night." He said, his voice gruff with unshed tears. That said a lot to him, and he knew it would to Olivia. Blaine kissed Aimee when she reached up with a tiny hand to wipe his tears away. She told him not to cry. Blaine had to choke back tears.
Hearing the catch in his voice, Olivia had to fight back tears of her own. Olivia waited and then she was able to say, "I'm so glad, Blaine. I really am." She said, and turned over the burgers. Olivia could hardly believe how much he had changed since Kurt. He had done so many 360 degree turns. Olivia let her features play in a smile. "I'm so glad that you're happy." Maybe he'd finally have some good luck.
I finally kept my pride and hailed a cab
those cuttin' words you said
were the last stab there'll be no tears this time
they're all dried up no more sweet poison
I already drank that cup
But there's a little light glowin'
Nothin' in this world will ever break my heart again
Nothin' in this world will ever break my heart again
No pain this life will put me through
will ever ever hurt like you
Don't need a miracle a superhero Nothin' in this world will ever break my heart again Nothin' in this world will ever break my heart again
there's only one way up when you're at zero
You took my innocence but it was knowin'
no I don't need you and that made me a woman
I paid my dues but that's a debt I'm done payin'
I'm standin' strong but I'm still on my knees prayin'
Nothin' in this world will ever break my heart again
No pain this life will put me through
will ever ever hurt like you
Nothin' in this world will ever break my heart again
No pain this life will put me through
will ever ever hurt like you
Author's note: Hope ya'll liked! The song used is from Nashville, it's by Hayden Pantierre. Ugh. It's a good song though, she sings great. Just dislike her AND her character. Will haves the new chap soon, hopefully!