Disclaimer: I do not own Glee.
A/N: Oh wow guys! Thank you for all the reviews, they really made my day. Just another warning out there, this story does not exactly follow the Glee episodes. Thanks for all the love!
-Oliver K. Rowe
Blaine Anderson's Four Step Plan
Chapter Two: Hugs
Blaine sighed and leaned his forehead against the door of room 361, debating with himself internally if this really was the best idea. Who knew what kind of sick and twisted plans Wes and David could come up with? If he told them he needed help trying to touch Kurt, he knew that the possibility of them taking it totally out of context would be great. He had two options at the moment, knock on the door and ask Wes and David for help, which could lead to victory or complete disaster and a never ending stream of sexual innuendos about him and Kurt, or he could just chicken out and spend days in his bedroom regretting not asking for help. Blaine certainly didn't want the latter, but he also wasn't too keen on David and Wes plotting his way towards making Kurt comfortable, sure they were both scheming masterminds, but come on; this was David and Wes he was talking about.
Without thinking, Blaine knocked on Wes and David's door. Immediately the sound of a crash mixed with Wes's shrill voice left Blaine rethinking his decision. Blaine flinched as the door flung open revealing a flustered looking Wes.
"Who is it!" David yelled from the inside of the room and Wes shot an irritated glance towards his friend.
"It's Blaine, David… Wait no! Stay away from my glass replica of my gavel David! My baby is fragile." Wes screamed back in reply, Blaine took note that Wes didn't look as composed as he usually did at the moment, his tie was off, the first few buttons of his shirt were unbuttoned and his hair was sticking up in every direction.
"So what's up dude?" Wes asked as he looked back at Blaine.
"Can I come in?"
"Sure, man. But let me warn you, David just had two cokes and three packs of pop rocks to see if he really would explode. Turns out that rumor isn't true, but it does make David extremely sugar and high and now he's convinced that jumping from my bed to his is some sort of game." Wes added with a grin and Blaine rolled his eyes as he entered the room. The entire room was fairly clean, except for the mess of sheets from where Wes and David's beds were. David was leaping from Wes's bed to his, his limbs flailing in the air every time he jumped. Wes quickly ran towards his bedside table, balancing his glass gavel and a pillow between his arms as he gave David a look that was somewhere in between being exasperated and amused.
Blaine raised an eyebrow and sat down on David's computer chair.
"David, sit down. DAVID! AUGH FOR GOD'S FUCKING SAKE WILL YOU JUST SIT DOWN?" Wes shrieked at David as he dumped a pile of pillows he had picked up from the floor and onto his bed. David responded by diving into the pile of pillows on Wes's bed and they flew through the air and knocked over something on Wes's desk.
"Okay that's it. I really have no choice but to do this David, you have pushed me way too far." All of a sudden Wes tackled David and landed with an oomph on his back, he quickly buried David's body beneath a pile of sheets, set a pillow on his back, and sat on top of him.
"Ow! Get…off...my… back!" David huffed between breaths as he tried to lift himself off and throw Wes off his back to no avail. After a few minutes of useless effort, David finally gave up with a pout and dropped his head back onto the mattress.
"So what brings you here to our humble adobe?" Wes asked from his spot on David's back.
"Er… Well…" Blaine blushed and shut his eyes.
"IneedhelptouchingKurt." Blaine finally sputtered after a few seconds of silence. David looked confused and Wes narrowed his eyes.
"Wait- what? Slow down Blaine. What did you say?" Wes questioned and readjusted himself on David's back. David groaned under Wes's weight and Wes shot him a smug smirk. Blaine took a deep breath before repeating himself; this was going to sound extremely awkward.
"I need help touching Kurt." Blaine sighed and rubbed his forehead, waiting for David and Wes to start bursting out in hysterical laughter. Instead, he heard nothing. Confused, Blaine lifted his eyes towards Wes and David who were both shooting him serious looks despite their ridiculous position on Wes's bed.
"So, you need help with foreplay?" Wes asked in an attempt to sound serious but his voice quivered and his lips twitched upwards. When he saw Blaine's horrified face, he and David couldn't take it any longer, they both doubled over in hysterics. Wes started beating David's back with his fists like some sort of rabid ape as tears streamed out of his eyes and David grasped at the sheets underneath him struggling to catch his breath. Blaine groaned and slumped in his chair in response to the duo's antics.
"Guys! This isn't funny. AND NO I DO NOT NEED HELP WITH FOREPLAY! Jesus Christ, Kurt and I are just friends. Why does everyone assume I like him more than that? God guys, this is important." Blaine said, his voice sounding distressed and wary as he watched Wes and David laugh even harder.
"Will you cut that out? And anyways even if I DID need help with foreplay, you two would be the last people on this universe that I would ask for advice. I get around." Blaine added, staring pointedly at the pair. After a few minutes of laughter, the two finally stopped and caught their breaths. Blaine was not amused.
"A-Alright. So what exactly do you want us to do?" Wes asked as he absentmindedly flicked David in the back of the head when he tried to push him off him once again.
"Well, as you both know, Kurt and I are very good friends… I can see you snickering David! Anyways, it's just that Kurt's pretty… I don't know… solitary? He's just not exactly affectionate. I mean, he's so… perfect… Stop rolling your eyes Wes. But he's really uncomfortable with human contact, and I think that isn't right. He's been through so much and I think he deserves all the hugs and cuddles in the world. You know what I mean?"Blaine said and looked at David and Wes through his eyelashes.
"So I came to you two, I mean, I can't be so direct and forward with Kurt, he gets uncomfortable even when I just put my arm around his shoulder or something. I need you two to help me make a plan." Blaine added thoughtfully before straightening himself up in his chair.
"So, let me get this straight. You want us to help you make a plan so Kurt will be comfortable with you touching him?" Wes asked.
"Pretty much, yeah… as friends of course." Blaine confirmed and Wes and David's lips both curled into Cheshire cat grins at the same time. Blaine felt a bit scared; whenever the boys got that look he knew it would be trouble. Wes propped his bony elbows into David's shoulder blades and David let out a pained grunt.
"Well you came to the right place. Wes and I are geniuses… Well at least I am, Wes is just a stuck up asshole." David said as he glared at Wes. This deserved David a smack to the head.
"Let us converse in private for a minute." Wes added as he got off David's back and David let out a sigh of relief. He straightened out his back before following Wes towards the dorm's en suite bathroom.
"Excuse as us we speak in our conference room." David said seriously and closed the door, blocking out Blaine.
"This is perfect." David said as he leaned against the counter. Wes nodded in agreement.
"Yep, and I already have a basic outline of our plan. It's simple really, we do exactly what Blaine tells us, but we ignore the "just friends" part. That's obviously not what either of them wants. We all know they're helplessly in love. So we just add a little spin on our plan, but leave that part out to Blaine. Got it David?" David nodded and grinned at the smaller boy.
"Perfect. It's show time." Wes said as he opened the door and stepped back into the room, shooting Blaine a sly smile as he and David approached him. Wes slid beside Blaine's right and David slide beside his left. He grinned eagerly and opened his mouth,
"So here's what you do…"
Blaine squeaked as David elbowed him in the ribcage.
"Are you sure this is going to work? What if this all backfires? Kurt will probably hate me…Oh gosh I don't want him to hate me! No, no, no let's just cancel this. Yep, yes, alright I'm not going to do this. Let's go." Blaine started to back away from the courtyard, but Wes quickly grabbed him by the collar and dragged him back towards the direction that Kurt was.
"No backing down now buddy. You asked for our skills, we give them to you. And you know how long we spent making this plan. It'll be an easy three steps, and by the end of the week you'll have Kurt in your arms." David said. Blaine sighed and looked away, missing the discreet glance Wes and David both shared.
"Oh all right. I hope this works, and if it doesn't, than I swear you two will pay." Blaine swallowed the nervous lump growing in his throat and dragged his feet towards where Kurt was. At least Wes and David's plan seemed decently sane. He really wasn't expecting what they had actually told him to do, all he was supposed to do was talk to Kurt, invite him out for a coffee, and give him a tiny hug. It all seemed a little too normal for David and Wes, but maybe this would actually work. Overtime Kurt would get used to Blaine's tiny little hugs whenever they saw each other. It really wasn't bad.
Blaine felt himself grow jittery as he approached the countertenor; Kurt was sitting on a picnic table in the corner of the school's courtyard, there were piles of books and papers surrounding the boy. Blaine noticed how adorable Kurt looked when he was deep in thought, his eyebrows crinkled in concentration and he bit his bottom lip.
"Uh… Hey Kurt." Blaine greeted him as he stuck his hands in his pockets. All of a sudden Kurt seemed to snap out of his extreme state of concentration, his head popping up from his book and his face looking startled.
"Wha- Oh. Hey Blaine." Kurt added with a smile and twirled his yellow pencil in his fingers.
"Hey, so uh… what's up?"
David and Wes both watched from behind the tree near Kurt's table.
"This is all so deliciously perfect David."
"Exactly, now can we please start? I can feel it squirming in my hand. Ugh."
"Not yet. Wait until Blaine stands up." Wes replied and quickly gave Blaine the "ask him out for coffee" hand signal. Blaine jerked his head towards the pair subtly and stood up. David grinned and opened his palm to reveal a hairy spider.
"It's go time."
Blaine noticed Wes's signal from his spot on the bench next to Kurt. He sent a quick nod in his direction and stood up with a smile.
"So, I was wondering if you wanted to get coffee with me. You look like you need a break."
Kurt seemed to consider this for a second; he glanced towards Blaine and back at his books.
"Oh I don't know Blaine… I really need to study."
"Come on Kurt, you know you want to. It'll be fu-" But before Blaine could finish his sentence, a familiar voice interrupted him.
"Oh hey Blaine, hey Kurt. How are you two doing on this fine day?" David greeted with a smile as he slid next to Kurt on the bench. Blaine frowned and clenched his jaw, why was David ruining this for him? This certainly wasn't part of the plan and Blaine was this close to taking Kurt out for a coffee.
"Oh…You know… we were just about to leave, weren't we Kurt?" Blaine gave David a tight smile as daggers shot out of his eyes, he watched David slide a closed fist onto Kurt's textbook. What the hell was David doing?
"It's okay David, would you like to join us?" Kurt gave David a kind smile and Blaine wanted to murder David at the moment.
"Oh… Oh no it's fine. Have a good time." David said and gently patted Kurt's knee before getting up and sprinting towards Wes's spot behind the tree. Blaine shot a confused look at David's direction and…
Holy Shit.
Right on Kurt's French textbook sat a giant, hairy tarantula, basking in all its glory. He was seriously going to kill Wes and David. Kurt seemed to notice Blaine's change in countenance and shot him a concerned look.
"Blaine are you o-"
"Shhh, don't say a word and don't move a muscle." Blaine whispered, trying to do his best to avert his gaze from Kurt's textbook.
"Blaine, what's going on?" Kurt demanded, looking at Blaine worriedly.
"Whatever you do, don't move."
Kurt noticed that Blaine's eyes were behind his head and staring at his textbook. What was so fascinating about French conjugations? Kurt slowly spun around in his seat and shrieked in horror at the disgusting monster that was creeping along his book.
"OH MY FUCKING GOD! WHAT THE HELL IS THAT!" Kurt screamed before falling off his seat, thankfully Blaine quickly caught him on instinct.
"Ohmigod ohmigod ohmigod! KILL IT NOW! KILL ITT!" Kurt shrieked as he buried himself deeper into Blaine's chest, his eyes wide in fear. Despite their awkward situation, Blaine felt his heart flutter when Kurt had moved closer to him, even if it was because of a spider.
"NOO! No you can't kill it!" David screamed as he popped up from behind the tree and quickly scooped up the spider in his hand. Wes sighed and trailed after him.
"You can't kill him! He belongs to Nick, and trust me if this guy gets hurt, Nick will murder me."
"Come on David; let's get him back to his glass tank before Nick finds out."
Blaine watched as the two quickly ran towards the dormitories.
"Wh-What was that!" Kurt gasped, catching his breath.
"I have no freaking idea." Blaine replied honestly, what were David and Wes thinking? All of a sudden Blaine noticed that Kurt was still in his arms. From his position he could see how gorgeous Kurt looked, his face was flushed with a light shade of pink and his blue green eyes looked more beautiful than ever.
They stood in a peaceful silence, just looking at each other. He noticed how Kurt's ocean eyes stared straight into his hazel ones.
"Hey there." Blaine whispered softly and Kurt blushed, tearing his eyes away from Blaine's.
"Hi." Kurt smiled coyly and gently untangled himself from Blaine. Blaine felt a pang of longing when they separated.
"That was… interesting."
"Yeah, I suppose it was. I can definitely say my day wasn't boring. But I think I'll have to throw away my French book, I cannot touch it after that horrific experience."
Blaine chuckled as Kurt gathered his items together, purposely avoiding his French book.
"Thankfully I was there to save you." Blaine waggled his eyebrows as he scooted closer to Kurt.
"My hero."
Blaine smiled and wrapped his arms around Kurt's waist. He noticed Kurt didn't tense up this time.
"I know."
Step one was complete.
A/N: Sorry for the extra Author's note, but what did you think about all the David and Wes involvement? I'm wondering whether i should incorporate them as much as I did next time. Did you like it or do you want more Blaine and less David and Wes? Thanks again!
-Oliver K. Rowe