Different
Rating: M
Author: MsNarwhal
Summary: "Kurt, what happened to you?" I whispered. Kurt was different he wasn't that innocent little boy anymore. "People change, Blaine" Futurefic! Five years after graduation.
A/N: mature content in this story was written by my boyfriend because he actually was awake in health class and it would be awkward to google this kind of stuff.
Not established relationship.
Spoilers: None
POV: Blaine
Disclaimer: I may have subconsciously taken someone's ideas somehow, so sorry if that happens. I own nothing.
"Kurt-Kurt you okay?" I said shaking him lightly. His face was terror-stricken and I could tell it was because of the burly guy glaring at us.
"Y-y-y-yeah I-I'm fine," he strangle out. His usually glowing glasz eyes were now filled with terror and fear. He became even paler than before.
"Kurt-do you know that guy?" I asked. Kurt slightly nodded his head and turned away from the man and continued to drink his coffee. "Kurt…who is that man? You know him right? Who is that bastard?" I growled. Kurt winced at my cursing. Kurt really is still a child at heart.
"Ka-Ka-Kar-Karof-Karofsky," was all he could manage. I don't know why that name sounded familiar…I just couldn't put my finger on it…suddenly it clicked.
"You mean the bastard who was in the closet during high school and took your first gay kiss away from you?" I said a little too loud. Karofsky got up from his seat and headed for us.
"Hello faggots, doing well on this gay little gay teaparty?" he said, venom in his voice. Every time he would say a gay slur at us Kurt would shake a little more uncontrollably.
"Still in the closet Karofsky? You don't have a boyfriend yet? I bet he left you because you're so repulsive and dis-fricken-gusting." I spat out.
"SHUT UP HOMO!" he yelled for the whole world to hear. That's not really a good idea considering the fact there are at least four other gay couples in this coffee shop. Karofsky looked around to see eight big men glaring at him.
"Aww shit. You watch it homo, same-sex marriage isn't allowed here," he said flipping the bird at us. Every step he took away from us, I saw Kurt loosen up a bit.
"Kurt, you okay? Let's go home now. We'll go to my house; it's only a couple blocks away," I said when Karofsky left. All Kurt did was nod and take my hand again. I decided not to hail a cab because my apartment wasn't that far away.
We finally reached my apartment and I heard Kurt do a small gasp. My apartment wasn't very big, one room, one bathroom, a kitchen, that kind of place, but it was cozy. I admit, I could have a better place, but there's a method to my madness.
"Sorry my place's so small, there's only one bed, but I'll take the couch if you want," I finally let go of Kurt's hand and showed him around. I led him around my tiny, tiny house. He didn't really say much until we reached my bedroom. "This is the bedroom. There's a small veranda outside with a little table and some seats, so we'll be eating there since it's not raining. This is the bed, it's a queen. So I'll let you get comfortable while I take a shower, 'kay?" I rambled pathetically. You try introducing the love of your life to your house, it's not that easy.
"Blaine," he whispered. "Thank you, thank you for everything. I really appreciate it. And uh Blaine…can you…can you sleep with…um….me...tonight?" I could barely hear his request, but I could understand what he was saying. His face was beet-red and he looked absolutely adorable.
"Of course Kurt! Of course I'll sleep with you!" I said probably too enthusiastically. I could feel myself blushing as well and I swear, the tension in the air was so thick; you could cut it with a butter knife. "Uh…you get comfortable…and I'll take a shower…," I whimpered undapperly (A/N is that a word?).
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When Blaine went to go take a shower, the room felt a little colder. It was like all the warmth was taken away when Blaine left. Blaine had left me some shirts and shorts to wear for the night, and I couldn't help but giggle at his choices. There was a Mickey Mouse one that reached up to my knees and hugged my body perfectly. I decided to wear a pair of short shorts that was about an inch longer than the shirt.
"Hmm even his clothes are so sexy…They smell so much like him," I thought. I continued to sniff his shirt and thought of those days back in highschool when he would serenade me and how I fell so hard for him. I remember those sexy lessons and how I failed horribly. Before I knew what was happening I was palming myself though my shorts while sniffing Blaine's beautiful scent.
"Ohhhh Blaine~," I moaned. Imaginary Blaine was kissing his way down my chest and leaving little love marks down my body. I pulled my shorts down and sat on the bed, never stopping touching myself. I felt completely filthy, masturbating to the man who was in the next room. Fantasy Blaine pulled my shorts down and started to stroke my leaking cock, tracing the single vein underneath. I was dribbling pre-cum and pretend Blaine licked it away.
"Ahh Blaine! Don't stop!" I screamed, close to the edge. I peeked over to the mirror and I saw how pathetic I looked with my face flushed and my eyes lidded. With a few more jerks and I was over the edge.
"BLAINE!" I yelled, enjoying the afterglow. In my high I failed to notice the water stop, and the door open, but I did hear a concerned Blaine say:
"Kurt what's wrong?"
I almost fainted of embarrassment. I quickly pulled up my shorts and cleaned up the mess to meet Blaine in the hallway.
"H-hi Blaine! H-how are you doing?" I stuttered pathetically.
"Kurt you okay? You're really red; do you have a fever?" he asked, concerned.
"Ye-yeah perfectly fine; uhh can I go take a shower now?" I answered pitifully. All Blaine did was nod and I grabbed a fresh towel.
My heart is beating a thousand miles per hour and I quickly started the water.
"This will be a fun experience. Won't it mom?" I thought when the warm water hit my skin. I wondered how I could control myself when we shared a bed. "This is going to be a LONG day"
DONE! Thank you for all of your favorite alerts and stuff, but NONE OF YOU ARE REVIEWING! I know I should be happy that people are actually reading this crap, but none of you are saying if it's bad or good. I just really need to know if I should stop writing this story, because I don't know what you guys think. Please please please please please, tell me what you think. Sorry to ramble, but thank you!