Blaine walked out of the staff room and Kurt caught his eye. He shook his head to get out of his thoughts and walked next to Kurt.
"Hey Kurt," he greets. Kurt tries to act like he didn't plan this out.
"Oh, hello again Blaine," he smiled obliviously. Blaine just nodded slowly as he walked, not being able to think of anything to say.
"So, how did your first lesson go?" he asked. Kurt smiled to himself.
"Oh yeah, great, great. For a first lesson that is," he chuckled. He walked slowly by Blaine, his hands swing at his sides slightly. "Hey, uh do you wanna have my number? And maybe we could...hang out or something, you know just as friends, I need a friend here."
"Yeah, sure do you want to borrow my pen?" Blaine pulls a pen out of his pocket.
"Ah, thanks," Kurt smiles, taking the pen and writing down his number on a scrap of paper he had previously been fiddling with in his pocket, ready to pull it out and write his number this whole time.
He jotted down his number and handed it to Blaine. He took it and slipped it in his pocket and smiled gratefully.
" I have another free lesson, then I'm teaching for the rest of the day are you teaching now?" Blaine asked Kurt. Kurt nodded and sighed lightly.
"Yeah I am," he replied with sad smile. He was hoping that he had a free lesson to talk to Blaine. "Speaking of, I better go and...uh, teach," he waved goodbye as he and Blaine went their separate ways, Blaine to music and Kurt to dance.
oO0Oo
Half an hour after the end of school bell, after doing some paperwork and advance lesson planning, Blaine went home.
He had moved out of his parents house quite a few years ago and moved into a block of apartments, it was alright. It wasn't a luxury mansion but it was practical and affordable.
He walked up the stairs quickly, walking up every other step to speed up the process, when he got to his apartment he let himself in and slumped on his couch sighing heavily, knowing he still had work to do that evening- but not really wanting, bothering not planning to do it.
Blaine just sat there checking his phone every now and then, receiving texts from Kira. Despite being proud of who he was he couldn't bear the students finding out he was gay- even if in the back of his mind he knew it won't have a huge impact.
He debated or not whether to invite Kurt round, he could do with another friend. He had friends, and great ones they were. Kira and Rachel were his best friends, but he needed male friends, and he knew Kurt was an amazing person- even though he barely knew him.
He picked up his phone slowly then put it back down. He reached into his pocket and grabbed the number Kurt had given him. He picked the phone back up dialled Kurt's number and hesitantly pressed the call button. He tapped his hand rhythmically on his leg while the phone rang.
"Hello?" Kurt asked.
"Hey! It's Blaine," Kurt's eyes lit up as Blaine spoke. "So we were talking earlier and it was great...um so you wanna come over and we can just hang out," he offered. "You know, as friends!" he added quickly. Kurt laughed.
"Yeah, yeah I'd love to, Blaine. Where do you live?"
"Do you know where that modern gym is? You know the newly built one?"
"Yeah..." Kurt replied. Kurt lived near there, maybe Blaine lived close to him.
"I live in the block of apartments almost opposite there. Number 10," Kurt paused for a moment.
"No way. I live there! We live in the same apartment and I've never noticed you?"
"Wow, we must've crossed paths a lot without realizing," Blaine wondered.
"In that case I'll be over in a minute, just one flight of stairs down!" Kurt chuckled. Blaine laughed too.
"Well then, see you in a minute," he hung up the phone and smiled. And, no surprises, about a minute and a half later, there's a knock at the door.
Blaine jumps up of the sofa to get the door, he brushed the stray bit of hair out of his face neatly, before opening the door and being greeted by Kurt.
"Hey!" Kurt happily exclaimed.
"Hey," Blaine grinned "come in," he gestured his hand towards the main part of the apartment. Kurt stepped in and followed Blaine to the living room/kitchen.
"Nice place, cosy," Kurt commented. Blaine shrugged.
"Nothing special, but I get by," he replied. Nodding towards the sofa, Kurt gratefully smiled and sat down.
"Want a drink?" Blaine offered.
"Yeah, just water please," Kurt said. Blaine nodded and went to the kitchen. He started running the tap while getting a medium sized glass from one of the high cupboards above the counters. He put his hand slightly under the water to feel the temperature. He turned off the tap, put the glass under and then turned it on. Turning it off again after the water reached 3 quarters way to the top of the glass.
"Do you want ice in it?" he called from the kitchen.
"No thanks," Kurt called back. Blaine came through to the living room and placed the glass of water on a plain brown coaster on the coffee table in front of Kurt.
"Thank you," Kurt smiled. He took a sip of the water before placing it back down and sitting in an awkward silence, until Blaine spoke up.
"So I was thinking, shall we order pizza tonight and watch a movie or something. It'll be fun," Blaine offers. Kurt beamed.
"That sounds amazing!" he clapped a little.
"Great. We'll order it now because it takes about half an hour to arrive so by then we'll be hungry enough for it." Kurt just nodded in agreement with Blaine.
"Hang on I'll get the house phone," he got up and went to the other side of the room to grab the house phone from a small end table by a fake plant. He dialled the pizza number which he evidently knew off by heart for some reason. It was a rather captivating conversation:
"Hello, this is the pizza shop can I take your order?" spoke an odd accent.
"Uh, yeah hi. Can I have a medium pepperoni pizza and, Kurt what would you like?" he pulled the phone away from his ear and looked at Kurt.
"Medium plain please," Kurt smiled. Blaine nodded and put the phone back to his ear.
"A medium plain as well," he said.
"Would you like a free toy with that?" the foreigner asked. Blaine let out a small immature giggle, Kurt found that rather funny.
"Um, no were adults we're fine," Blaine rejected. He frowned slightly.
"Put it on speaker!" Kurt nagged him.
"Hang on a sec," Blaine said to the man on the other end of the phone. He pulled it away from his ear again and pressed the speakerphone button. "Hello?" he said into the phone.
"Hello, uh free toy?" the man said.
"No, honestly we're fine," Blaine argued. Kurt was almost on the floor in fits of laughter. The foreigner sighed heavily and sadly.
"Ok," he said "food will be ready at 30 past 5"
"Ok, thank you," Blaine chuckled, laughing slightly when he hung up the phone. He chucked in on the sofa and joined Kurt in the laughing.
"Aw, buzz kill! You should have got a free toy!" Kurt teased, not expecting Blaine to do anything more than laugh, but Blaine picked up the phone and re-dialled the number, Kurt frowned confusedly. The same odd-accented man picked up the phone.
"Hello, this is the pizza shop can-" he started.
"Hi," Blaine interrupted "It's me again, yes, we'll take the free toy," Kurt burst into laughter at this and fell backwards on the sofa.
"Thank you sir, goodbye," the foreigner hung up the phone. Blaine once again joined Kurt laughing.
"Oh my god, what on earth," Kurt said in between laughs. After they'd both calmed down Blaine joined Kurt on the sofa and let out a small chuckle before turning on the television.
"That, was amazing," Kurt pointed out still laughing a bit. Blaine giggled.
"That was amazing" he echoed. They both sighed and leaned back into the sofa and watched the TV and waited for the pizza to arrive.
oO0Oo
Once the pizza had arrived and all been eaten Kurt and Blaine both cleaned up the place a little. It turns out the free toy was just a small plastic whale that swims when put in water, Blaine just chucked it in the draw in his room.
"We need something for pudding," Blaine suddenly commented. "I don't really have anything in though."
"We could make something?" Kurt suggested. Blaine clicked his fingers.
"Yes, we should make cakes," he said excitedly. He was like a little kid on Christmas day. He grabbed all needed ingredients out of the cupboards and placed them on the island counter taking up most of Blaine's small kitchen.
"What do we need first?" Blaine asked Kurt, as he was looking at the recipe.
"Mix 4oz of butter and sugar together using a wooden spoon," he called over to Blaine. Blaine picked up the butter, measured 4oz on the scales and poured it into a large mixing bowl. He did the same with the sugar.
"Ok, what next?" he asked. Kurt looked back at the recipe on the counter behind him.
"Beat 2 eggs and add them to the mixture little by little." Blaine scoured the counter before spotting the eggs. He broke both of them into a smaller bowl and beat them with a fork. He then added them to the mixture.
"Next," he said. Kurt turned back to the counter.
"Fold in the 6oz of flour," but make sure you whisk-" Kurt started before Blaine flicked flour at his black. Kurt gasped but then smirked mischievously. He turned around and snatched the flour off Blaine, he got a handful and chucked it at him. Blaine just opened his mouth slightly and laughed.
He went to the cupboard and got the second packet of flour and opened it, grabbing some and showering it over Kurt. Kurt retaliated with the flour and poured some over Blaine, after a while Blaine just got his pack of flour and poured the lot over Kurt.
They continued their flour fight for about 20 minutes before stopping and laughing for a bit, and then realizing how much mess they made.
"Crap," Blaine chuckled. They both paused for a moment.
"It was fun though, right?" Kurt said.
"Yeah, definitely," Blaine agreed quickly.
"Although we might have to, you know, clean u-" Kurt started.
"I'll go get a mop," Blaine said suddenly, turning to the cupboard of cleaning supplies.