AN: Hey you guys, so here's chapter two :D Hope you're enjoying this as much as I am writing it! This chapter contains VERY mild sexual content and language. Enjoy! :D
Blaine woke up early that day, too early. He looked at the bedside table and focused his eyes on the digital clock that was glowing 5:30 in a bright red light. He sighed and turned around to look at his sleeping girlfriend. Once again, he thought. He thought about what he had done last night and how he felt. ''What came over me?'' Blaine sat upright on the bed, resting his back on the bedhead behind him, closed his eyes and thought harder. ''I feel nothing,'' he thought. Blaine felt like he always felt after sex; empty. It felt good doing it, yes. The force of which they had fucked was strong and it felt good to relieve himself of that anger and pain and for a few minutes he wasn't confused anymore, but when they were done Blaine slept soundly and with that sleep came a dream, a dream in which instead of having his girlfriend underneath him, he had the boy, he had Kurt moaning his name in that pure angelic voice that filled Blaine's heart with joy. He felt his breath hit his panting face with every movement they made. He felt his nails dig erotically into his back, whilst his legs were gently wrapped around Blaine's waist for support. Staring at the opposite wall in the dimmed room, Blaine couldn't help but notice how different he felt in the dream compared to how he felt a few minutes before he slept. In the dream he felt his heart flatter at the sight of Kurt underneath him, sweaty faced and smiling contently, letting out little moans here and there. Those beautiful blue eyes glistening, looking at Blaine with love and lust-and that's were it hit him. The feeling he had, it was the feeling of love. He never experienced it with Michelle, but he knew what it must feel like. He took a deep breath and sighed once again.
Right now, awake, he felt confused. Why did he dream about a boy right after having sex with his girlfriend and why did he enjoy it so much and why is it that something deep inside him wants him to go back to sleep to see Kurt's face again? These thoughts circled around his head for the next few minutes and before he knew it, Michelle stired awake. Blaine looked beside him towards the clock, now glowing a bright 7:45.
''Good morning.'' Michelle said after turning to face Blaine. ''Last night was great.'' She continued whilst placing her hand on Blaine's legs.
''Yeah!'' Blaine replied, trying to sound as honest as possible. Michelle got up the bed and got dressed and left for the kitchen. Blaine slowly got up, got dressed and followed her.
''Want some breakfast?'' She asked. He had breakfast and spent a few hours watching tv while Michelle did her laundry.
''Wanna stay for dinner?'' Michelle asked from the kitchen.
''Uh-no thanks, I gotta go meet Wes and David today. I sorta left them hanging last night.'' Blaine explained quickly.
''Blaine, about last night-'' Michelle started, entering the living room.
''Can we talk about it later? I really have to clear something up with them.'' Blaine pleaded. Michelle was about to protest, but decided to let him go.
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''Hey guys, thanks for coming over. I'm really sorry about last night, really I am. I don't know what came over me. I-'' Blaine frantically tried to apologise to his friends.
''Hey, hey. Relax dude, we understand. We crossed a line, and we're the ones who should be sorry, really'' David explained with Wesley nodding next to him.
''It's just that I'm so confused.'' Blaine began to explain.
''Confused about what?'' wesley asked in curiousness.
''Everything!'' Blaine said, placing his forehead on the palm of hand. Wesley and David just looked at him. ''Everything...something happened last night...I dreamt about him-about K-Kurt.'' Blaine continued.
''Ohh...'' Wesley and David said in harmony.
''I dreamt that I was making love to h-him...and it felt so, so good. Much better that how it feels with Michelle. So, so much better! But I just don't understand you guys. WHY did I like it so much? How is it possible when I'm straight-and have a girlfirend! It doesn't make sence really. It's just my mind isn't it? Playing tricks on me? Yes? Oh, I'm so confused!'' Blaine spoke without pausing for air. He looked up towards his friends and waited for an legitamite explaination. Wesley and David looked at eachother and David finally spoke;
''Blaine, we don't know how to say this but, uh, think about it. You don't feel love towards your girlfriend, you guys bearly speak to eachother, and when you do-you fight...You blushed when you met a guy and now you had a sex dream about him-and liked it!'' he said slowly. Blaine stared at them and thought about what his friend was saying. He could only come up with one explaination.
''No, no. I'm not gay. I can't be gay!'' Blaine said, burying his head in both his hands.
''And why not?'' Wesley asked calmly.
''Because-because I just can't!'' Blaine couldn't think of another excuse.
''Blaine, whatever your father made you believe-'' David started carefully.
''What did you want to do when you woke up after the dream?'' Wesley asked suddenly. Blaine turned to his friend in surprise, and thought back to earlier that day.
''To see him again, I wanted to see him again.'' Blaine said, lowering his gaze onto the table between him and his friends.
''Then that's what you gotta do.'' Wesley explained. Blaine looked up at his friends in protest, but before he could say a word he got interrupted;
''Listen to me, alright. You talking to him might help you. See how you truly feel about him and see if your feelings for him are real.'' Wesley explained, recieving an approving nod from David.
''What if he doesn't want to talk to me?'' Blaine said in disappointment.
''Are you kidding me? Did you see the way he flirted with you last night?'' David retorted with a laugh.
''Look. Tonight we'll go back to that strip club, and you go talk to him. See what happens. How about that?'' Wesley said reasurringly. Blaine thought about it and decided that it was worth a shot, maybe talking to Kurt might help him sleep well again.
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''Alright, here we are. Let's get a table.'' Wesley said, entering the club and sitting at a table close to the 'men seeking men' section. Blaine looked around nervously, drying the palms of his hands, which were already starting to sweat, on his jeans. ''Why am I so nervous?'' A waitress came to their table to take their orders when Kurt had taken the stage. Blaine fixed his gaze onto the dancing boy who was postively glowing in the lights.
''Beautiful isn't he?'' Said the waitress.
''Yeah.'' Blaine replied from his dream like state. Wesley and David smirked at their friend while both the waitress and Blaine stared ahead as Kurt did an upside down split on a pole. The waitress turned her head away and wrote down their orders and headed to another table muttering something in the lines of; ''why does he have to be gay?'' David and Wesley laughed and looked at Blaine.
''Well, from all the attention he's getting from the crowd and the staff, he sure must be a popular one!'' David said with humor. Although Blaine couldn't listen to him as his world only focused on Kurt and his sensual movements around that stage.
His dance ended and Blaine turned back to face his friends when Kurt went behind the curtain. He immediately unbuttoned his first two buttons and gulped down a full glass of ice cold water.
''Hot in here, isn't it? Heh.'' Blaine told the guys as they stared at him with twin smirks on their faces.
''Oh, it's about to get hotter!'' David said with a grin.
''What do you mea-'' Blaine tried to ask.
''Hey, glad you guys could make it again.'' Kurt said honestly, placing a hand on the back of Blaine's chair.
''Yeah, this place is amazing!'' Wesley replied, smiling. He got up from his chair and asked Kurt were the toilets were. Kurt answered politely. Wesley turned to David and ordered him to go to the lavatory with him, who hastly got up and followed his friends, leaving Blaine and Kurt alone.
''Do they go to the bathroom with eachother a lot?'' Kurt asked in amusement.
''Yeah, they're weird like that, but they're all I have, so...'' Blaine responded with a laugh. Kurt looked at him and giggled.
''Hey Kurt, do you mind if a talk to you?'' Blaine asked gently.
''You are talking to me, Blaine'' Kurt replied with a smirk.
''Okay, stupid question. What I ment to ask was, can I talk to you-talk to you, when you're not on work?'' Blaine asked carefully, looking at Kurt with eyes that were oozing nervousness. Kurt smiled again.
''Sure! Tomorrow, at the Lima Bean coffee shop, around 3pm, I'm off tomorrow night. Sounds good?'' Kurt asked.
''Yeah, sounds perfect!'' Blaine all but smiled. ''He didn't so no! He didn't say no!'' They stared at eachother for what seemed like seconds when a large, tall man came up to them.
''Hey, Kurt! Get back to work! I'm not payin' ya to just talk to the client. Either you're serving, dancing on stage, or fucking him! Understand?'' The man yelled. Blaine was about to give him a piece of his mind when Kurt calmly placed a hand on Blaine's chest. Both boys blushed at the sudden contact. Kurt removed his hand rather slowly and smiled at Blaine in reasurrence.
''It's okay. He's the boss after all.'' Kurt said sadly. Blaine frowned.
''Well, see you tomorrow...Blaine'' Kurt said with a grin, winking finally and walked off. ''He remebered my name!'' Blaine just stood there for few more seconds until he was pounced by his friends and told them of their meeting.
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That night Blaine didn't go to his girlfriend's house, but decided that spending the night at his own home would be better in order to focus all his thoughts on Kurt. Once again he dreamt about him, loving him.
Well, this chapter is done. Not so great, but then again I'm not such a good writter anyway xD.
More to come! :D Thank you!