My ice cream date

The door bell rang as another customer gating into the new ice-cream shop.

Blaine always loved ice-cream. The filling of the cool-sweet melting cream always made him somehow relaxed. The knowledge that the ice-cream will always melt was equal to the knowledge that the world keep turning, even if he now know he was gay for two weeks-since the moment Puck said it was as clear as the sun- he had no one to help him to figure it out. The only gay he ever met never called him. He was lost. So stopping to buy ice-cream looked like the natural thing to do.

As the door bell rang Kurt's eyes shoot up to the door, looking forward for salvation.

It has been two weeks since he last saw the dapper boy in his bed, the boy who took one of his more important things- his virginity - and didn't even bother to leave a phone number!

Ever since his birthday his friends were trying to make him, feel happy about himself, who includes a lot of face produces, solos, talks and so.

Oh, and a lot of blind dates, too.

Of course that with a small amount of gay guys as there is in their little town, most of his dates were offal. Like the one he was on now. (Actually, so far this was the worst, and they wasn't even half a way trough!) this guy just talked about himself for the whole date, called Kurt a cow when he tried to take a bite from his ice-cream, kicked him under the table and made this horrible supposed-to-be-sexy sound whenever Kurt tried to say his name. Kurt was so desperately trying to get out of this date, he would take about any excuse to come, ANY!

So imagine how happy he was when he saw one familiar dapper Blaine named boy entering the room, looking deep in thoughts.

Blaine heard an angel-like voice calling his name. His first taught was- no! I'm too young to die! But then he remembered in the only angel he knows, and a big smile took over his face. He was so relived to finely see him again, he felt as if he could finely breath fully, and not just because he could finally talk about THAT night, or because he could talk about, you know, being gay and show himself to the word and stuff, but also because he really liked Kurt. Even though he barely knew him, he could still remember his smell, his touch, his-

But Blaine's thoughts quickly cut as he saw Kurt's desperate look. He called "hey Kurt!" still smiling and set beside him, trying not to let his excitement show.

Kurt was so glad to see someone he knew, he could just jump on him then and there, and let me tell you, the things they had been doing that night in Kurt's birthday was nothing compares to the dirty things Kurt was imagining right now as a thank-you present for showing up, also, Blaine looked really sexy with that big smirk all over his face. The second Blaine started to sit down Kurt pulled him, to a tight hug, whispering in his ear "Worst blind-date! Help!" in such a desperate tone Blaine had the unexplainable urge to punch the guy in front of him.

Before Blaine got there, Steve taught he had been doing well. Sure, Kurt looked a little upset and he didn't answer his questions, but it was still the best date Steve ever had. And then this guy walks in, and suddenly Kurt became more friendly, hugging and kissing him, and that Blaine guy got all protective and he had the look of a guy who… oh! He couldn't believe Kurt! And to think he was about to invite him to his house! Well, maybe it wasn't as it looked. He should find out.

"Kurt babe, who's your friend?" He asked sweetly, not really knowing what he wants the answer to be.

"Ohh, that's Blaine, Blaine, meet Steve." Answered Kurt, allowing a small smile take over his face and his hand grip Blaine's back, Blaine didn't complain.

"Nice to meet you Steve," said Blaine and then turned to Kurt, allowing himself to be a little flirty. "And Kurt, you never called my back after THAT night…" he said in a little girl ton. He took a sneak peak in Steve direction, seeing the start of a shock there, he continued.

"After that magical night we had, it was great, you know? But then you just dressed and left and you never called me…" Blaine started to wimp in half real tears at that, and Kurt knew he will have to play along.

"Shh honey, it wasn't because of you, you just never let my your phone number… let my make it up to you.." Kurt gently lifted Blaine's face and their eyes met. Kurt used the hand that wasn't holding Blaine's head wipe Blaine's tears, and then he kissed him.

The kiss ended up too early for both of them, as Steve walked to Kurt and coughed, making them wake up from their kiss and than slapped Kurt, crying something about Kurt being a whore and about thinking he was different. They looked at him shocked until he got out of the door, and then they both burst out laughing.

"Thank you so much, you saved me! I owe you big time" said Kurt after they caught their breathe again, and then to the surprise of both boys, Kurt hugged blain again.

"No problem" responded Blaine, becoming redder and redder as they broke apart.

"But seriously? You never call and after the magical night..." mocked Kurt, copping Blaine's little girl tone.

"I did forget to give you my number, didn't I?" said Blaine as a kid waiting for a candy, which of course, he was.

"Remember the time you said you owe me one?" Blaine continued in the same voice. "How about you buy me ice-cream. Now. Then we'll be like in a date, and this time you would give me your number." Blaine finished with a what-a-brilliant-idea! Look.

Kurt smiled at these, not really wanting to say good-bye to the hot man in front of him so soon. "Deal!" he called and went to the fridge to pick an ice cream flavor.

After a few fights about ice cream taste and weird haircuts, Kurt and Blaine set in the two people table. Kurt with his banana and nuts ice-cream and Blaine with his dark chocolate one.

"So, tell me something about you…" asked Kurt, licking his ice cream.

"Well," began Blaine, licking his ice cream as well."My name is Blaine Anderson, I went to Dalton academy, my parents are very nice but straight, I moved to Lime two weeks ago to make some money and move to new York, I thought I was straight until I saw you.." he stopped to lick his ice cream again. But after a few licks Kurt snickered.

"You've got some on your nose" Kurt chuckled as Blaine miserably tried to get it off, but somehow he touched everywhere BUT the ice cream stain.

"Here," Kurt shifted forward and rubbed the ice cream from Blaine nose, and then because of some unexplained urge, he licked the ice cream from his finger, in the exact same time Blaine shifted to do the same thing, and they were kissing again, and this time they stopped just when they were both reminded that air is a good thing.

Kurt looked at his hands as he played with a pen. Blaine just stared at him thinking how Kurt's mouth totally made banana and nuts ice-cream taste great.

"I think I'll go now" whispered Kurt as he stood up and walked to the exit door, pushing the napkin he was drawing on earlier in Blaine's direction, and Blaine let him walk away, as he watched at the clear beautiful hand writing Kurt has where wrote his number.

A\N

I want to thank my best friend Zoei again for a) being my beta and b) going on a not-date with her friend for an ice-cream, which made me try to turn it into a date, which made my cone up with the ice-cream-nose teary, which is chasing me and my nose till this very day.

I'm going on a camp for 12 days, so (obviously) I won't update for a while, forgive me and review!