A/N: Hey so I know I probably droned on a little with this chapter, but I felt like they needed to get to know each other so...I spent a lot of time explaining stuff from Kurt's background and a little from Blaine's. Enjoy!
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We live in a beautiful world. Oh, all that I know is, there's nothing here to run from. Cause yeah, everybody here's got someone to lean on.

Something Beautiful
Chapter two-Getting to know you

Oh my god, he's perfect.
No, when I say perfect, I mean perfect.
The way his nose crinkles when he laughs.
The way he crosses his dainty little ankles and lifts his pinky when he takes a sip from his coffee.
The way he catches himself in a reflection of something every five minutes and adjusts his hair just a tiny little bit.
The way he laughs at my un-funny jokes.
The way his brilliant blue eyes calm me as soon as they find contact with mine.
They way I could imagine spending the rest of my life with him...

"Oh my god, seriously Blaine?"
"It's not that bad!" I laughed (I seem to be doing that a lot today...strange)
"It is way way way beyond bad!"
"But everybody wants to be a Disney princess" I mumbled to myself comically, knowing it would make him laugh his cute little pixie laugh.
"You are adorable" he sighed after his laughter died down.
"Excuse me?" No one has ever called me that before...
"Oh-sorry! Nothing, I didn't realise you weren't-"
"Kurt"
He refused to look at me now, I couldn't have that..I can't have those gorgeous angel eyes looking at anything other than into mine. And oh-my-god, he is sooo cute when he blushes. "Kurt, look at me"
I leaned over the table to place my hand under his chin, pulling his gaze to mine, shocked at myself for my new found confidence. His cheeks were so red he was like a blushing school girl, his eyes burned into mine as he looked at me with an odd expression. "I'm gay"
"You are?" he looked taken aback. Didn't he guess I was gay? Hadn't he noticed I'd been flirting with him since the moment we met?
"Yeah" I smiled, and pulled my hand away. Where the hell was all of this confidence coming from? I should be quaking in my boots at the mere thought of a lifetime and commitment with this man. Okay, Whoa Blaine, don't get ahead of yourself here, you've only just met this guy, and you're already thinking about spending your life with him? What happened to the old Blaine Anderson? All for protecting himself from not getting hurt? You are SO vulnerable right now; your heart is thinking these things for you. You do NOT love this guy ...Yet

"So I have ten more minutes before I have to be back at work" Blaine said, glancing to his watch.
"Oh okay, well this was nice" I tried to smile. I wish I could spend the rest of the day with Blaine, it would be perfect.
"Do you..."
"Do I...?" I continued after he had spent a long time considering how to word his sudden question.
"Look Kurt, I know this seems really sudden, but-would you like to go out for dinner tonight? I mean it wouldn't be a date-like not if you didn't want it to be-I mean, fuck, erm- We don't even have to go out to a restaurant, we could go to mine, or yours or...I don't mind its just-fuck I really need to think these things through before I just come out with them"
"Blaine, Blaine Blaine whoa, too many words! Yes of course, that would be great"
I watched him sink back in his chair and let out a big sigh like he had before when he asked me for coffee.
"Great! So um, do you wanna meet at the Camaro restaurant at say...7?"
"Sure" I smiled effortlessly. We stood and said our goodbyes, and I turned to watch him walk back to the building in which we now both worked, hands buried deep in his coat pockets, a smile lingering on his lips as he hummed to himself.

It's strange, feeling the impact a stranger has made on your life within a few hours. As I walked back to my apartment in the cool winter breeze, all I could focus my mind on was this incredible man. He seemed so enclosed and wrapped up in himself, it made me curious, what secrets were hiding underneath Blaine Anderson's skin just itching to get out?

...

Blaine was late. Really late.

"Shit! I haven't even got his number to call him, fuck fuck fuck!" He scrambled around, trying to find his other shoe which had been discarded somewhere in the past. After five minutes of smoothing his collar down on his polo shirt to finding his shoes to fumbling with his keys to actually finally getting in his car, Blaine was speeding away, cursing at himself.

He pulled up into the car park of the restaurant, climbing out and slamming to door shut, only to open it again in frustration when he realised his jacket was caught in the door, cursing at himself more again. Blaine was about to turn and run into the main entrance when he crashed right into Kurt again.

"Woah!" Blaine reached forward instinctively, wrapping an arm around Kurt's waist to stop him from falling backwards. "Do you think this is starting to become our thing?"

"What is?" Kurt asked breathlessly, looking up at him through his eyelashes, face flushed as Blaine still held him in his arms,.

"Us bumping into each other all the time" Blaine laughed, pulling Kurt up more and setting him on his feet. Reaching a hand behind his head to scratch nervously, biting his lip in embarrassment.

"I think it is" Kurt laughed his adorable laugh that had Blaine swooning in less than a second.

"I um, I'm sorry I'm late I just-"
"Its fine" Kurt interrupted, a cute smile on his face, Blaine dropped his hand from his head and reached up to smooth his collar down again, before he could answer Kurt spoke again. "Shall we go inside then? Instead of standing out here in the cold" Kurt held his arm out offering it to Blaine for him to take.
Blaine stood in awe of the man's beauty for a second and then panicked again and felt embarrassed, "Oh yeah, sorry! I'm just a little out of it today, sorry"

"Its fine" Kurt repeated again and linked his arms with Blaine's, walking them to the main entrance of the restaurant.

The waitress directed them to a table for two when they approached the main desk; they walked towards a small booth in the corner which seemed somewhat secluded from the other tables. Blaine raced ahead and pulled a chair out for Kurt to sit on, who giggled to himself and allowed Blaine to kiss his hand like a true gentleman.

"I have to admit Anderson, there are quite a few different sides to you" Kurt smiled whilst he sipped on his wine. Blaine shot him a quizzical look and wiped the corners of his mouth with his napkin.

"How so?"

"I mean, you've gone from flirty to complete and utter gentleman in the space of a few hours and a change of scenery"

"Oh...Is that a bad thing?" Blaine thought to himself. What was it about Kurt that made him feel so clueless? He felt like a teenager all over again, on his first date, eager to impress the beautiful man who sat before him.

"Definitely not a bad thing" Kurt winked and Blaine wondered whether there was ever a time that Kurt wasn't smiling.

They both chattered easily for a few minutes until the waitress approached them asking for their orders. Once she had walked away, Kurt couldn't help but notice how she was flirting with Blaine, just as the receptionist had earlier.

"Gosh you really are a hit with the ladies aren't you?"

Blaine just shrugged and offered a shy smile, propping his face up on his palm, elbow resting on the table. "I dunno, I don't know what they see in me"

"I do" Kurt muttered quietly to himself, his face flushing pink when he realised Blaine had heard him.

"What was that?" He asked comically.
"Oh nothing!"
Blaine just smiled adorably and let his eyelashes flutter close as he laughed effortlessly, his inner-conscience always seemed to pick up on the fact that this mysterious yet beautiful angel he had met just this morning always seemed to lighten his mood, even by just a glance at his stunning face. It was so easy to smile around Kurt, but there was always that voice in the back of Blaine's head and a poking and prodding from the old Blaine reminding him of how vulnerable he was making himself.

"Blaine? Yoo-hoo, earth to Blaine?"
"Oh sorry! I was day dreaming a little there"
"Ha ha, you seemed lost in your thoughts, care to share?"
"Hmm? Oh! It was nothing important" Blaine blushed, the voice in his head reminding him that it was something very important. "So, tell me more about yourself, Mysterious Mr Hummel?"

Kurt giggled-something only Blaine seemed to be able to do to him. "Well... My name is Kurt Hummel, I'm 27 and from Lima Ohio-"
"No way! seriously?"
"Yeah why?" Kurt looked puzzled.
"I'm from Westerville! We only lived like two hours away from each other! How weird!"
"Really? Oh wow, small world, ey?"
"Yeah! Gosh...anyway, you can get back to your story now, I promise I won't interrupt rudely again" Blaine sat up straight and interlinked his finger tips, placing his hands on the table in front of him, his hazel eyes fixated on Kurt's angelic blue ones.

"Okay so, Kurt Hummel from Lima Ohio, I am an only child, My mother died when I was younger so my dad has basically brought me up himself"
Blaine nodded sympathetically, which Kurt appreciated, but did not interrupt again like before.
"I went to William McKinley high school and I also met a guy there called Finn Hudson, who is now my step-brother"

Blaine huffed, his eyebrows raising slightly. "How did that work out then?"
"Well this is the awkward part, I kinda had a bit of a crush on him, I knew him from glee club but I introduced my father to his single mother at some parent's evening thing that my school was holding one night in hope that it would bring me closer to Finn, I always accompanied my dad to those sorts of things...anyway, things escalated, and my father found love again, as did Carole; she's amazing. She will obviously never be my mother but she has been there for me as much as my dad has since her and Finn entered our lives."

"Ah I bet that was awkward at first, with the crush on your step-brother" Blaine twisted his face a little, remembering full well when he had a crush on a straight guy back at Dalton academy in his Senior year.

"Yeah it was but everything is so much better now, the crush faded away after a while. I miss them a lot. I moved to New York after I graduated from High school with my friend Rachel, which was Finn's girlfriend whom I also knew from Glee club."

"Oh cool so you were in glee club? So was I! It was a big part of my life back in high school" Blaine grinned, his mind flashing back to the memories of several boys in blazers dancing around the Dalton Academy halls during impromptu performances.

"Yeah! It was a huge part of mine too, I got badly bullied at my school for being gay so-glee club was where my friends were, where I felt accepted and loved no matter what, we were basically a big family."

Blaine winced remembering the time back before his Dalton experience, the dreaded Sadie Hawkins dance and the bullies that almost took his life that night, a shiver ran through his body and he reached out to put his hand on Kurt's which rested on the table. Kurt looked startled at first but met his eyes with Blaine's and knew immediately that he understood.

"I understand completely. I had similar experiences at my first school." The curly haired man chose to protect himself yet again, his walls clinging back to his chest like an elastic band, his instinct reaction of protecting himself. He didn't say anything further on the matter, but Kurt squeezed his hand softly to let him know that it was okay.

Their brief intimacy was interrupted by the waitress bringing their food and setting It down on the table. "Sorry guys" she mumbled apologetically, both men just smiled and nodded, tucking into their food and deciding it was now Blaine's turn to share some things about himself.

His heart was pounding. You're getting yourself in too deep! The voice whined in the back of his head. He chose to ignore it and swallowed, his throat dry and aching as he reached for his drink.

"Well, I'm Blaine Daniel Anderson, I am 28 years of age and I am from Westerville, which you know"
Don't tell him anything about yourself you vulnerable idiot!
"I went to Dalton academy, it's an all boys school and I was part of my school's glee club, the Dalton academy warblers. Those guys were like my brothers, and some of them actually kinda took me underneath their wing when I joined as a junior, one of the guys, Wes, is actually who I agreed to move to New York with, it wasn't much of a problem because my parents-"
Don't say it! Make something up! Don't tell him!

He sat weighing up his options, Kurt would understand, right? He was gay, he had obviously had problems with people not accepting him before, and he knew what it was like. Man, his parents probably beat him too when they found out, it was just normal, right?
Wrong, his dad sounds generally nice, sure he probably wasn't too happy about his only son being gay, but he definitely didn't beat him, he didn't make him weak and vulnerable like you
The harsh, insulting voice hissed in the back of Blaine's head and it took a few minutes to try to block it out and ignore the encouragements from it, Kurt was so much different, although he had only met him this morning, he was so much more unique than any other of the guys he had met put together.

"Because your parents...?" Kurt continued for him, cocking his head to the side curiously, seeing the mysterious glint in Blaine's eyes that his mind was asking him questions about earlier, what magnificent secrets did Blaine Anderson have hiding inside him?

Blaine took a deep sigh and pushed the remains of his pasta around the plate before spearing it and placing it in his mouth, chewing in deep thought and finally focusing back on Kurt, struggling to find the right words to explain.

"They-they were... It's just bad, its a long story with them, they never really..." Kurt stared more intently into his eyes, witnessing a story unravel. "Approved." He sighed and lifted his gaze to Kurt's lazily.
Here you go Blaine, brace yourself for the rejection, because that's all you've ever known, all you ever deserve. Rejection.

"I understand. Not very many people are exceptive of us" Kurt said sadly but matter-of-fact-ly.

Blaine felt himself melt a little. Kurt understood. He made a mental note to boast to the nagging voice in the back of his brain later who had told him that Kurt wouldn't understand or care. He felt a smile creep up on his face at the word 'us', he knew Kurt was referring to Gay people. He knew that meant he was referring to himself too, did this mean that he wasn't alone? Kurt is admitting to have gone through similar experiences?

The night went along as the men both laughed and joked about past crushes, school life, music interests, and various other things. Blaine gave Kurt an insight to the new place he would be working at and told a few funny stories from previous flirting attempts from the annoying receptionist Michele in Blaine's past two years of working there. Both men had a clear passion for music, hence why Blaine was the owner and boss of the country's leading music and industry magazine, and managed several bands and singers, acting as a vocal coach and songwriter for many of them. Kurt had an additional interest in photography, which drove him to this particular job as photographer for the music magazine, it combined his two best interests.

"Put that wallet away!"
"No! Blaine, come on, you aren't paying for all of this!"
"Well neither are you! Come on, its my treat, let's just say we we're...celebrating" he winked, causing Kurt's stomach to do backflips. "Your new job"
Kurt hummed in disagreement, still prising the money and trying to force it in the direction of Blaine.
"Fine! But I'm paying next time!"
"Ooh next time, ey? Hummel wants a round two" Blaine winked and elbowed Kurt in the side as he pushed the money and the tip into the waitress's hand, thanking her and steering Kurt out into the car park. Kurt blushed under the moonlight, his skin glowing and luminous, putting a gorgeous shine to his already angelic features.
"Well yeah, I mean, I've had a really good night, and I mean I'd love to do it again... if you like"
"I'd love to" Blaine grinned, the moonlight falling on his luscious black curls that sat loosely on his head, many falling adorably onto his forehead, the moon-light accenting his olive toned skin as he stepped forward into the street light, his hands on Kurt's waist.
"Awesome" Kurt breathed shakily, his smile returned and Blaine continued to wonder whether this man ever stopped smiling.
Blaine took a second to admire Kurt's pale skin glistening in the moonlight before he reached a hand up to his hair to brush back one of the hairs on his perfect head that had fallen with his thumb.
"You look beautiful tonight"

Blaine decided that the sight of Kurt blushing was beginning to add to the list of his favourite things in the world, then again, at least 20 of the things on his list included Kurt in some way.

"You look quite handsome yourself" Kurt smiled, reaching up to smooth Blaine's collar down on his red and white polo shirt. He slithered his arm around behind Blaine's neck once he had smoothed the collar down, both men just staring into each other's eyes comfortably in waiting for the other man to do something.

After a while Kurt sighed softly, closing the distance by dropping his head onto Blaine's shoulder as he began to hug his new-found angel closer to his chest in a gentle hug.

"I had an amazing night Kurt" He mumbled into Kurt's scarf, which he had pulled on after exiting the restaurant.

"Mhm." Kurt mumbled into Blaine's shoulder, his fingers clutching delicately and grasping the material in tiny handfuls. "Best night ever"

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Song: Don't Panic-Coldplay

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