This was one of the hardest things I've ever written, I'd rather either Skank!Kurt and Nerd/Cheerio/Normal!Blaine or BadBoy!Blaine and Cheerio/Normal!Kurt I've never done a Bayboy! and Skank! Fic/Roleplay/Dream/dissucsion with my cat. So this is compeletley new to me, plus I'm more of a goodie-goodie than a badass. SO I have no idea what to do for the Naught/Nice Prompt. (HELP ME PLEASE!) But anyway, I hope I did this justice and you like it J

Kurt Hummel owned Mickinley High School. He could walk down the halls and everyone would move out of his way. Everyone would go silent. Whether it be because his shocking bright green, blue and pink hair, His grey ripped jeans, Leather boots and leather jacket combo, The smell of smoke that lingered on him, or the pure vibe his set off that told everyone he was trouble, Kurt didn't know. All he cared about was getting to the other side of the school where the usual place he hung out was. Everyone moved out of his way and let him get there. All but one, His name; Blaine Anderson. The resident bad boy of Mickinley High. The other person that can part the crowds, but it's clear to everyone why, Fear. Everyone was afraid of this curly haired smoker. Everyone but Kurt. No he just pissed Kurt off. See both Kurt and Blaine were gay, Yet no one touched them. Because they knew they'd get their asses kicked if they did. Pretty simple.

"Whatcha doen Hummel, Sitten here all alone. Where's Quinn and the other Skanks?" Blaine walked up to Kurt during Lunch break that day. He sat down next to him under the bleachers and took the lighter out of Kurt's hand, lighting his own cigarette before passing it back to him. Kurt rolled his Eyes and took a drag on his smoke

"I didn't think it was any of your business Anderson. Where's the other assholes you normally hang around, And I'm not talking about the ones that are still in your bed." Blaine snorted.

"As I remember you were one of those assholes is my bed 2 nights ago, Don't you remember? Or were you to wasted that you forgot."

Kurt walked into Scandals, The gay bar of Lima, He was a regular there and he didn't even need to show his fake ID anymore. He strode up to the bar and asked for his usual, He sat in his usual seat and looked at the usual guys that were normally there on a Saturday. Though there was one guy that wasn't a usual. Blaine Anderson sat in the corner of the bar, On the lap of an older guy. He seriously didn't look like he was in the mood but he sat there nonetheless. Kurt got up and went over to him, took his hand and pulled him up, It was probably the alcohol in his blood speaking but he really wanted to dance with the curly haired boy. Ignoring the angry yells coming from the older man who Blaine was sitting on Kurt pulled him to the middle of the dance floor and pressed their hips together, swaying to the music as he did. Blaine let out a moan and grabs onto Kurt's waist, Attaching his lips to Kurt's neck as he did.

"I can't believe you remember, You had twice as much as me." Kurt looked at Blaine and smirked. "So what do you want here Anderson? I didn't think you were the type who fucked twice."

"I'm not." Blaine took a draw on his smoke. "But you looked all lonely over here by yourself." He teased, earning a glare from Kurt. "I just needed a light." He slumped back on a pole

Kurt sighed "If you must know Quinn and the rest of them are in detention, Coach Sylvester caught them Shoving a freshmen's head in a garbage can until she'd give up her money and since Principal Figgin's was at the end of the corridor she had to do something or get fired. So where are the asses you hang around, Where's Puckerman ?" Blaine shrugged

"Nowhere that I care about." They fell into silence, Both of them soaking in the nicotine from the cigarettes, Kurt broke it "Okay, This. Is fucked up, just because we spent the night dancing and grinding at a gay bar and then hooked up at a dingy hotel after, doesn't mean that you have to sit with me at lunch or whatever and pretend that we are friends. So you can just piss off and forget anything happened." Kurt turned away from Blaine, But what Blaine said next made him turn back around to stare at him.

"But I don't want to leave and forget."

Blaine was looking at him in a way, Kurt was sure; he'd never looked at anyone before. Like this was the real Blaine. "What the hell are yo-" Before Kurt could finish Blaine's lips were on his. Moving slowly and gently. Kurt couldn't help but melt into the kiss, wrapping his arms around Blaine's neck, just like he did 2 nights ago on the dance floor. They stayed there for a few more moments before pulling away, breathing heavily. "Oh…" Kurt bit his lip nervously before putting on a smirk. "So no more Mr Bad boy?" Blaine cracked a grin before bursting out laughing. He took Kurt's hand and pulled him towards the parking lot. A day of skipping was much needed after that.

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