Disclaimer-I don't own Glee, but if somebody would like to give me full ownership of the series, or of Darren Criss, then I certainly won't object.
Thanks for such a great response to the first chapter of my first Klaine fic. Clearly, I have decided to continue… so, here we go…
Chapter 2
Come morning, Kurt was a nervous wreck. Despite Wes' assurances that Blaine would be back to his normal self after a night's sleep, Kurt still worried that things would be awkward between them. Blaine was the best friend Kurt had at Dalton; he sincerely hoped his behaviour the night before hadn't ruined that friendship.
He set about his morning routine, moving quietly so as not to wake his roommate, Jake. Not having slept much, he took great care when applying his make-up so he could conceal any evidence of bags under his eyes. Satisfied that he looked as fresh as he normally did, Kurt headed down to breakfast, offering a friendly hello to Jake who was just crawling out of his bed.
As each step took him nearer to the breakfast hall, Kurt felt his nervousness increase. He fretted over whether or not he should march straight up to Blaine and apologise, or if he should wait for Blaine to come to him. After selecting himself a red juicy-looking apple for breakfast along with a helping of toast and a cup of coffee, Kurt scanned the hall and his eyes instantly landed on Blaine sat next to David and opposite Wes. He took slow steps towards their table before hovering by the seat next to Wes, not sure if he was welcome to sit down.
"Morning, Kurt." David greeted cheerfully through a mouth full of cornflakes, bits of cereal spraying across the table.
"Can I join you?" Kurt asked hesitantly as he tried not to cringe at David's lack of table manners.
"Of course." Wes answered presenting him with a comforting smile.
Still feeling tense, Kurt sat down in the seat beside Wes and took a careful sip of his coffee. For the moment, he avoided Blaine's eye and concentrated on nibbling on a slice of his buttered toast.
"So, David," Wes said looking pointedly at his friend. "Shouldn't you and I go and do that thing?"
"What thing?" David asked obliviously as he shovelled down another spoonful of cereal.
"You know, that thing." Wes replied with a kick to David's shin.
"Ouch!" David yelped glaring at the Asian boy. "Oh right," He said as realisation dawned on him. "That thing, yes I remember, that thing that we have, which is a thing we must do… right now." David stood up and Wes rolled his eyes before standing up himself. "Do excuse us Blaine, Kurt," David continued. "Wes and I need to go do the… thing."
"Come on, David." Wes sighed grabbing hold of the taller boy's arm and leading him away. "We really need to work on your subtleness and discretion."
As their two companions headed away, Kurt cleared his throat, hoping the action would relieve some of his discomfort. The action failed, and his uneasiness ended up lodged by his windpipe instead, making it difficult for him to breathe properly.
"How did you sleep?" Blaine asked casually and Kurt forced his eyes up to look at him.
"Very well, thank you." Kurt lied. He had in fact been tossing and turning all night, his mind replaying the way Blaine had shouted at him and called him a 'selfish little bitch', as well as contemplating what could have happened in Blaine's past that the other boy didn't want him to know. "Yourself?" He asked.
"I slept great." Blaine answered with a very forced smile.
Kurt nodded in acceptance though he didn't believe the boy's words for a second. Just one glance to the purple circles dusted beneath Blaine's eyes told Kurt that Blaine had slept just as poorly as he himself had done. Kurt of course knew how to apply concealer to cover such things, Blaine apparently did not.
They continued to eat in silence, Blaine chewing on his sausages and Kurt crunching on his apple. He wanted to say something to the dark-haired boy, apologise, but he couldn't find his voice.
"I was out of line last night." Blaine spoke up and Kurt swallowed his current piece of apple before looking to him. "I shouldn't have yelled at you like that. I'm sorry if I scared you." He settled one hand atop of Kurt's and Kurt felt a familiar tingle spread up his arm.
"Forget about it." Kurt replied. "I'm the one who owes you an apology. I had no right to burst into your room and act like a selfish little bitch." He quoted Blaine's words in a joking manner, hoping to alleviate the tension, but judging by the look on Blaine's face, he didn't see the humour. "Sorry." Kurt said meekly as Blaine drew his hand back. "Clearly too early to joke about our first serious argument."
"I should never have called you that." Blaine sighed rubbing his eyes a little and slumping in his seat in a most un-Blaine-like manner.
"On the contrary, I think it was probably something I needed to hear." Kurt responded and Blaine straightened up as he took a gulp from his drink.
"I still feel terrible." Blaine said.
"You look it too." Kurt teased and Blaine shot him a look of mock hurt. "The circles around your eyes are not at all flattering and the purple totally clashes with your uniform."
"Well I'm very sorry to offend your eyes in such a way." Blaine told him with a mock scowl.
"So… are we done fighting now?" Kurt asked shyly.
"We're done." Blaine assured him with a charming smile that made Kurt's knees weak and his cock hard. He was immensely thankful for the bagginess of his school trousers.
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Although Kurt and Blaine had talked things over a little at breakfast, Kurt still felt a little tentative around the older boy. He tried to disguise his awkwardness as best as he could but he wasn't sure if he was completely successful. It didn't help that he could sense hints of unease from Blaine as well, not to mention David with his foot-in-mouth syndrome which only served to increase the level of tension between Kurt and Blaine. Wes was around trying to calm it but he could only do so much.
The Warblers' rehearsal also proved to be somewhat of a challenge. By demand of Wes' choreography, Kurt and Blaine had to stand close by one another and they both messed up on more than one occasion, mumbling out hasty apologies and avoiding eye contact any time they accidentally brushed arms or stood on one another's foots.
As Wes ordered them to stop and took a few moments to bash his head against the wall so he didn't take his frustrations out on anybody else, whispers broke out amongst the other Warbler's, all of them discussing what could be up with Kurt and Blaine. Although they were whispering, Kurt and Blaine could still hear most of their words which certainly didn't help matters.
"Why don't they admit their feelings and just shag already?" James asked. "All this sexual intension is driving me mad."
"Maybe they're shy." Nick suggested.
"Haven't you seen the way they usually flirt with each other?" James questioned. "Half the time I expect them to rip each other's clothes off and go at it in public."
"Maybe one of them suffers from premature ejaculation." Nick shrugged. "My bet's on Blaine."
"I do not suffer from premature ejaculation." Blaine stated for all to hear, effectively putting a stop to the whispered conversations around them.
Nick then looked to Kurt with an eyebrow raised in question. "And neither do I." Kurt clarified. "Wes, if I may? I propose that we simply resume rehearsing."
"Good idea." Wes agreed finally ceasing in his literal head-banging. "Are you two ready to perform to the best of your ability now?"
"Of course." Blaine answered shooting Kurt a slightly awkward but fully apologetic look as he moved back to his position.
"Kurt, you ready?" Wes asked.
"Always." Kurt replied determined to stay professional as he moved to stand beside Blaine.
"Good, positions everybody!" Wes ordered with three loud claps of his hands.
"I say we lock them in a room until they fuck each other's brains out." James said, not even bothering to whisper. "We might get rid of the tension that way."
"James, this is Warbler practice, it isn't an opportunity to gossip about other people's private lives." Wes reprimanded.
"He's got a point though." David mumbled, earning himself an elbow to the ribs from Wes.
"Don't encourage him." Wes warned. "Alright boys, on the count of three. One… two… three."
As soon as rehearsal was called to an end, Kurt grabbed his things and made a hasty exit, his cheeks flushing as he recalled all the things the others had whispered about himself and Blaine.
Reaching the safety of his dorm room, Kurt strode in and let out a sigh of relief as he sagged onto his bed.
"Wes acting like Hitler again?" Jake asked in amusement having heard plenty about Wes' behaviour when it came to the Warblers.
"Not exactly." Kurt replied, his voice muffled by the pillow.
"Blaine give you a boner again?" Jake sniggered. Like the rest of the school, Kurt's roommate was acutely aware of Kurt's feelings for Blaine.
"No." Kurt answered as he pulled his head up to glare at the back of Jake's head; he desperately wanted to put a comb through Jake's shaggy blonde hair but he'd yet to convince the other teen to allow such a thing. "But the entire Glee club took time to discuss the sexual tension between Blaine and myself. Suggestions were even made of locking the two of us in a room until we… you know." Kurt coughed awkwardly finding the topic of discussion embarrassing.
"Maybe you should." Jake replied as he added a few sentences to the essay he was working on. "Perhaps then I wouldn't have to hear you moaning Blaine's name in your sleep."
"I. Do. Not. Moan." Kurt retorted.
"Yeah you do." Jake grinned, looking at Kurt in amusement through his green eyes. "Oh, oh, Blaine… you're so big…" He stood up to face Kurt and tried to imitate his voice. "Oh sweet Armani, right there… touch me, Blaine, oh touch me… yes, yes, harder, faster, you're such a big boy… oh Blaine, I want you so bad, take me!"
"I never knew you felt that way about me, Jake." Blaine commented calmly from the doorway.
Kurt, who had noticed Blaine sneak in but opted not to inform Jake of such a fact, blushed slightly and Jake jumped in surprise.
"Yeah, well, I don't like to be too obvious about these things." Jake shrugged seemingly unbothered by the situation. "Don't you just hate it when two people so obviously want each other? Especially when neither of them will man up and do something about it." He kept an innocent expression on his face before seating himself at his desk to continue with his homework.
"Kurt, can we talk?" Blaine asked and Kurt nodded. "In private." He added.
Kurt looked to Jake who sent him a look that clearly stated he wasn't leaving. Sighing, Kurt stood up and stripped off his jacket and tie before walking to the door so as to follow Blaine to his room.
"Hey," Jake called before they could leave. "If things get serious make sure you kids use some protection."
"Oh look Jake, there's a window." Kurt pointed out. "Why don't you go jump out of it?"
"Better yet, I'll push him." Blaine offered which only made Jake laugh.
"I love you too, boys." He replied before they walked down the corridor in silence, heading for Blaine's dorm room.
They stepped inside and Blaine shut the door before gesturing for Kurt to sit on the bed.
"So, what did you want to talk about?" Kurt asked trying to act casual though he was sure his nerves were apparent.
Before Blaine could answer, they were interrupted by David who skipped inside laughing about a successful prank on Wes.
"That's great, David." Blaine said with a roll of his eyes. "Now could you give us a few minutes, Kurt and I wanted to have a private conversation."
"Oh sure, go ahead." David told them. "Just pretend I'm not here."
"David, get out." Blaine ordered.
"Don't be rude." David pouted.
"David, could you please leave me and Blaine to talk?" Kurt asked sweetly.
"Of course I can." David replied with a bright smile. "See, Kurt knows how to treat a guy." He said as he passed by Blaine. "That's why you're my favourite gay." He added to Kurt before exiting the room.
As soon as the door closed again, Blaine locked it so they wouldn't have any further interruptions.
"I love the guy, I do." Blaine said. "But sometimes I really just want to strangle him."
"Yes, David can be a little trying." Kurt agreed. "So, I suppose the whole talking element is due to come into play now?"
"Indeed it is." Blaine replied calmly. He looked at the space beside Kurt on the bed before opting to sit at his desk chair. He saw the slight hint of hurt flash across Kurt's face and though it made his stomach twinge in guilt, he didn't make mention of it or move to sit beside the countertenor. "I feel as if I owe you yet another apology." Kurt's head snapped up in confusion. "Warbler rehearsal," Blaine explained. "The way everybody was talking about us, that was awkward and uncomfortable and I'm sorry you had to experience it."
"Honestly, it's fine." Kurt shrugged as he traced the pattern on Blaine's duvet with his slender fingers. "They were just messing around." He excused even though they both knew their fellow Warblers had been entirely serious. "They had a point though." Kurt dared to say as he chanced a glance at Blaine, noticing how he tensed up a little at his words. "Look Blaine, I don't want you to get mad at me again, but… can you honestly look me in the eye and tell me that I'm the only one feeling this?"
"No." Blaine answered, his hands placed neatly on his knees as he looked down at his feet.
"So if I have feelings for you," Kurt said. "And you have feelings for me… why are we nothing more than friends?"
"It's complicated." Blaine sighed as he fiddled with the cuffs of his blazer.
"Yes, from what I understand of these things they usually are fraught with drama and complication." Kurt replied with a wry grin. "Did Wes tell you that I went to him and David last night?"
"David blurted it out actually." Blaine answered. "But Wes gave me a clearer version of events."
"Are you ready to tell me about what happened at your old school?" Kurt asked. "You know you can trust me. I wouldn't tell anyone and I won't judge you for it."
"I do trust you." Blaine told him. "But… I don't think I'm ready to tell you about my past yet."
"Will you ever tell me?" Kurt asked.
"When I'm ready." Blaine nodded. "But I'm afraid I can't give you a precise date. It was nearly two years before I told Wes and David."
"Well what about us?" Kurt questioned tentatively. "Being friends with you is great but… I want more. I understand you have a past, and I suspect it isn't at all pleasant, but whatever happened won't stop me from wanting to be with you. Maybe… maybe we could go out this weekend. Just you and me… on a date?" He asked looking at Blaine through his eyelashes.
"As much as I want to… no." Blaine answered and he had to look away from the devastated look on Kurt's face. "Before we can ever be a couple, you have to know about my past. And since I'm not yet ready to tell you, we can't be together like that. That may sound selfish, but that's my decision and I'm not backing down on this. If we were in a relationship, I'd feel pressured to tell you sooner than I'd like and that isn't fair to me. But… I don't expect you to wait for me. It's a mystery to me why you're even interested in me like that in the first place. I'll always be your friend, Kurt. So, if you wanted to date other guys, I'd completely understand and I'd be happy for you. Insane with jealousy to be true, but I'd force myself to make nice with the lucky guy and wear a smile for you."
"I don't want anyone else." Kurt replied. "I'm prepared to wait for you."
"You shouldn't make promises you can't keep." Blaine advised. "Besides, I know for a fact Daniel's planning on asking you out. Maybe you should give him a chance."
"Anything else you need to say to me tonight?" Kurt asked not looking at him.
"That's it." Blaine answered quietly as he dug his nails into his knee caps so he could refrain from throwing himself at Kurt and begging him to stay in his room forever.
"Then if you'll excuse me, I have homework to do." Kurt said trying to keep the hurt out of his voice. He managed it fairly well, but his tone came out bitter and cold as a consequence. "I'll see you tomorrow." He said by the door, managing to inject some warmth into his voice accompanied by a friendly smile, a smile that was wasted since Blaine wasn't looking.
"Enjoy your night." Blaine responded, his voice giving no indication at all as to what was going on in his head.
After Kurt had left, Blaine locked the door again, resting his forehead against the wood for a while. Part of him longed to wrench the door open and run after Kurt, pull him into his arms and kiss him with the utmost passion. However, he ignored that desire and sat at his desk, occupying his mind with facts and figures as he engrossed himself in his History assignment.
As he readied himself for bed, a pair of black sweats and a long sleeved black t-shirt, his thoughts drifted to his one and only ex-boyfriend. The relationship with the older teen, Devon, had started off really well. While Devon was older and more sexually experienced, Blaine was a virgin. Because Devon had already had sex on more than one occasion, Blaine felt pressured into giving himself up to him, even though Devon had never once said or done anything to pressure him in any way.
Of course, in order to have sex, Blaine felt it necessary for Devon to know about his past. His reaction had not been a good one. In all honesty, Blaine's delivery of some of his past was a little dramatic. Throwing such things at Devon unexpectedly had no doubt freaked him out, thereby causing such a bad reaction which led to their break-up.
It wasn't until just before Devon graduated that the two of them spoke again. Devon apologised for his reaction and Blaine assured him there were no hard feelings. The older teen also advised Blaine to confide about his issues with at least one friend. After an equally awkward but civil goodbye, Blaine had decided to follow Devon's advice. It was then that he told David and Wes, though he made sure not to do it in such a dramatic fashion and ease them into it.
He had been so scared that they would freak out as Devon had initially done, that they would judge him and never speak to him again. Tears had streamed down his face as he told them his story. The two had been silent as they listened and David had sobbed along with him through most of it while Wes had been silent before congratulating Blaine on his bravery for telling them.
The thought of telling Kurt was even more frightening than the prospect of telling Devon, Wes, David or his parents or indeed anybody else had ever been. There was no way he could predict how Kurt would react, and that level of uncertainty troubled him. As desperately as Blaine longed for them to be together, it wouldn't be fair to start a relationship with Kurt until he knew who he was really dating. For Kurt only knew the Blaine that showed on the surface. He didn't know the Blaine beneath the confident exterior, charisma and charm. He didn't know the messed up teenage boy beneath the sound advice and wisdom. He didn't know the scared little boy who dressed up in a grown-up's clothes preaching about 'courage'. And when Blaine finally found his own courage to show Kurt the parts of him he didn't know, there was a chance Kurt wouldn't like him at all.
To Be Continued
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