Kurt was exceedingly bored during his shifts at the gap. He did not especially like any of the other staff members, and he was forced to wear less extravagant clothing. He found that out when he showed up to work on his first day wearing a fabulous outfit, he wanted to impress. It was the first day that he really felt like putting an effort into his appearance since the incident and it was from the new Alexander McQueen collection. The outfit consisted of a pair of leather shoes that had a slight heel, a pair of grey linen trousers, paired with a blue striped shirt, topped off with a breezy blue sweater with a very distinct pattern and fine detailing. Kurt had thought it had looked very smart, and it was toned down compared to his normally extravagant clothing, he thought it fit for the occasion. The manager did not seem to think so. It was utterly ridiculous the way Kurt's boss had reacted, he was furious at Kurt but how was he supposed to know that all the staff were forced into wearing mundane outfits. Kurt felt like a tiny piece of his personality was taken away from him. He expressed his personality through his clothes and it peeved him off to not have the privilege of wearing his fantastic clothing. He began to think that gaining a job at the gap was a bad idea after all. As Kurt pondered his resignation, he spotted a group of boy's all in navy blazers with red piping and grey pants. He recognised one of the boys from around a week ago. He had bought a disgusting jumper, and his eyes seemed to bore into Kurt's whilst he rung the jumper up for him. Kurt found it slightly unnerving as he was not used to that sort of attention, but on the other hand the boy was cute.
"Are you sure about this Blaine?" Wes said putting his hand on Blaine's shoulder for support. Blaine's face screwed up, his eyebrows nodded together and scoffed.
"Why wouldn't I be?" Blaine's voice laced with confidence until he looked around at the boy he was about to serenade and he became wracked with nerves. Suddenly, his idea did not seem like a very good course of action at all.
"This is insane; I don't know what I'm doing. I don't even know his name. We shouldn't do this." Blaine stated before heading to leave, Wes stepped in front of Blaine and stopped him, not letting him do so.
"Man up, you've been practicing this song all week, you'll be amazing. He's going to love you and you're going to have cute curly haired babies together." Wes reassured Blaine before taking his place for the performance to begin. Blaine let out a sigh, straightened his blazer and signalled Wes, that he was ready, here goes nothing.
The warblers started humming the backing, Blaine swaggered up to Kurt. He opened his mouth and started to sing.
Sugar,
Sugar,
Mmm... Ooh,
Kurt was surprised when he noticed that the boy in the blazer started walking towards him, singing as he did so. It was almost as if he was serenading Kurt. Who was this kid? Was he being serious? Kurt did not even know the boy's name. Maybe it was all some cruel joke. Thoughts were whirring round Kurt's head.
She sits alone waiting for suggestions,
He's so nervous avoiding all her questions,
His lips are dry; her heart is gently pounding,
Don't you just know exactly what they're thinking?
Blaine was now dancing as well as singing. Completely forgetting about his nerves, the music had now taken control of him and he was dancing for Kurt. Kurt flushed red, if this boy was simply acting he was doing I mighty good job of it Kurt thought to himself.
If you want my body and you think I'm sexy,
Come on, sugar, let me know,
If you really need me just reach out and touch me,
Come on, honey, tell me so, tell me so baby.
Blaine pointed at Kurt, abolishing Kurt's doubts that the song was not meant for him. Kurt simply did not know what to do. Sure the feeling was pleasant, he had never been sung to like this before, not even by Sam. Kurt was sure that he only enjoyed the performance as it made him feel good about himself; this boy obviously thought he was attractive. Said boy wasn't too bad himself Kurt added. However Sam still lingered at the back of Kurt's mind as the boy sang to him. Kurt did not know what to do so he merely ignored him and pretended he was busy doing work. He also tried to hide the smile that was now present on his face.
He's acting shy looking for an answer, aaaw,
Come on, honey, let's spend the night together,
Now hold on a minute before we go much further,
Give me a dime so I can phone my mother,
They catch a cab to his high rise apartment,
At last he can tell her exactly what his heart meant.
Kurt could not help but loosen his jaw muscles as he started to gape at the boy. He was really talented. His eyes were also full of animosity, Kurt was pretty sure that this was not a joke. The boy was serious. This both scared Kurt but also excited him, not that he would admit to that, not even to himself.
If you want my body and you think I'm sexy,
Come on, sugar, let me know,
If you really need me just reach out and touch me,
Come on, honey, tell me so, ooow.
Blaine smoothed his blazer as he sung and Kurt could not help that but follow his hands with his eyes. He also could not help but admire the boy's physique; even with a blazer on it was evident that the boy was in shape. Not that Kurt cared about this fact, of course not, he told himself, he was simply admiring that the boy took pride in his appearance.
His heart's beating like a drum,
'Cause at last he's got his girl home,
Relax, baby, now we're all alone.
Blaine took that very moment as a chance to look Kurt up and down, undressing Kurt with his eyes, before smirking at the boy. Kurt was not quite sure how to handle the look that Blaine was giving him, he was sure that he was now a deep crimson shade and he refused to make eye contact with Blaine. Kurt thought that the boy was being far too forward and under normal circumstances Kurt would be freaked out by this, but for a reason Kurt could not fathom he was not freaked out in the slightest. Quite the opposite, he was actually enjoying the boy's little stint in the gap store.
If you want my body and you think I'm sexy,
Come on, honey, let me know,
If you really need me just reach out and touch me,
Come on, sugar, let me know.
Blaine wiggled his eyebrows suggestively at Kurt, and Kurt's eyes immediately widened his mouth still agape. Was this really happening? In the middle of a gap store no less?
If you want my body and you think I'm sexy,
Come on, honey, tell me so, tell me so baby,
If you really need me just reach out and touch me,
Come on, sugar, let me know,
Ooooh, if you want my body.
Yes, that really did just happen, said a voice inside of Kurt's head as Blaine stared up at him from the counter expectantly. However Kurt could not form any words to say to the boy still shocked at both the lyrics of the song and by how much he seemed to enjoy it. Well he is a great singer, and the backing singers' vocals were to die for too. That must have been why he had enjoyed it so much.
Blaine broke Kurt's train of thoughts as he shyly mumbled "I'll wait outside until your shift is over." Kurt was once again shocked by this boy, he was so confident and brash performing the song and now he almost looked nervous. Kurt was going to have to think of what to say to the boy after his shift was finished.
Blaine shifted uncomfortably on the bench outside the gap store. He was now starting to regret singing to a boy he did not even know in his place of work none the less. He thought he did know the boy though, that was the problem, just by looking into the boy's bright blue eyes made Blaine feel like he had known the boy his entire life time. He could not explain it, not even to himself. One thing he was sure of was that he wanted Kurt, he needed him. However he had probably scared the poor boy off with his extreme show of affection. Blaine had been so stupid, naive even he told himself, sure it may look romantic in movies, but people just do not do that in real life. He blamed Wes and David they had been behind the whole idea; Blaine had just been stupid enough to go along with it. All he could do at that moment however was to wait for the boy with the blue eyes to tell him what an idiot he had been.
Kurt had still not thought of what to say to the boy at the end of his shift but he had decided that he just needed to face the music, so to speak. He would have a civil chat with the boy before parting ways with him, probably never to see each other again. What else could Kurt do? He did not know the boy after all. He was on his way out of the store to talk to the boy when his store manager had stopped him.
"Hummel, what was that?" The short, balding middle aged man questioned Kurt.
"I'm not entirely sure sir." Kurt answered, because it was the truth, he did not know why the boy had decided to sing that song to him during his shift.
"Well, it can't happen again." Kurt's boss' voice was stern, and he sounded angry.
"It won't sir." Kurt feebly murmured as he was quite scared of the man before him.
"No it won't, Kurt I'm sorry but I have to fire you, I can't have a stint like this happening again." He mumbled before turning and walking away from Kurt. At this comment Kurt actually broke into a smile, he felt relieved. He walked out looking chipper almost not noticing the boy, the reason he had been fired in the first place. Kurt jumped a little as Blaine stood up to greet Kurt.
"Hi." Blaine managed to say. An awkward silence followed, both boys not knowing what to say to the other.
"What was that?" Kurt finally said the question had plagued Kurt's mind since Blaine had sung the song and he needed an answer.
"Erm... It was meant to be a romantic gesture; I thought that you would maybe enjoy it and thus consider being my b-boyfriend." Blaine stuttered, he did not know why but Kurt made him incredibly nervous, but he also could not lie to the boy. Kurt was taken aback; he did not expect that answer. It seemed so straight forward, so simple, Blaine had hoped that he would get a boyfriend out of this. Kurt pushed aside the voice in his head telling him it was sweet he could not do this he still loved Sam he was sure of it.
"Look I'm sorry, I can't be your boyfriend, we have only just met and I am not really ready for a relationship at the moment." Kurt sighed. Blaine looked hurt; Kurt did not like that he had hurt the boy. His once bright, gleaming caramel eyes had now dulled and he was pouting slightly, he looked like a little boy. He looked vulnerable and weak.
"I'm sorry, I truly am, and under different circumstances I probably would have fell in love with you purely on that performance, but I'm different now, I can't just fall in love with someone because they have a nice voice or because they are interested in me. I've learnt that." Kurt's face darkened suddenly reminded of Sam. "I have to thank you though, because of you I am no longer forced to work here." Kurt smiled softly at Blaine, who returned the smile with a confused expression.
"What?" For the first time that day it was Blaine that was shocked not Kurt. Kurt could not help but smile at Blaine's confused expression. In another life, one where he had not met Sam, Kurt would have found Blaine adorable.
"Don't worry I'm thanking you, I truly am. I hated working there. The people were boring the clothes were boring, today was the only time whilst working here that I have been entertained." Kurt chuckled and Blaine's eyes brightened, he had enjoyed it at least Blaine thought to himself.
It then became silent between the two of them and Kurt took the silence and looked at the boy, standing in front of him. His head was ducked down, avoiding Kurt's eyes. The boy looked slightly wounded at Kurt's refusal but he had a slight smile on his face from the compliment Kurt had just given him. Kurt's eyes lingered on the boys face, he really was beautiful. His eyes especially, they were like caramel orbs, with a slight hint of green. Kurt had never seen eyes quite like them before. His hair was matted down with way too much gel for Kurt's taste but he saw that his hair was curled under the helmet of gel and he was sure that his hair would be considerably better free of product. Kurt always had had a special liking to men with curly hair. His smile was also noteworthy, it was infectious and probably made any normal teen, girls and boys alike, fall in love with him. Kurt was not a normal teen however. He was broken. Kurt sighed and Blaine looked up, a mix of confusion and concern was blatant on his features. Kurt immediately shrugged, dismissively; he did not need to know about Kurt's sham of a life.
However, Kurt could tell that this boy was a compassionate person. He did not know how he knew, he simply did. He could not explain it, not even to himself. Maybe it was the way his eyes were filled with concern if Kurt showed any sign of being anything but happy. Perhaps they could be friends he pondered.
"Kurt Hummel." Kurt stated as he lifted his hand to shake Blaine's, Blaine's hand met with Kurt's and he shook it firmly.
"Blaine Anderson, it's a pleasure to meet you Kurt." Blaine smiled once again, he liked the feeling of saying the boys name out loud and it felt great to finally know it. Kurt was sure he could feel something in his stomach, as Blaine's eyes were focusing in on him and his smile still occupying his face. Kurt thought that he must simply be hungry he he had not eaten all day after all.
"Well Blaine Anderson, now that we have been formally introduced would you mind joining me for some coffee, I'm feeling rather peckish." Kurt smiled at Blaine, and honestly how could Blaine refuse.
"Sure." Blaine hummed, happy with at the invitation. His smile seemed to be growing steadily with every little notion that the boy said or did, and as he smiled he thought he caught a blush form on Kurt's face. He shrugged it off, Kurt had refused his offer to be more than friends, and he would have to live with that. For now at least, he had not given up on Kurt yet. He linked hands with Kurt as they walked to the coffee shop, because that is what friends do right?