Wednesdays had always been Blaine's least favourite day of the week. The fact that it was smack-bang in the middle of the 5 days of school meant the weekend felt the furthest away no matter which way you looked at it. And Blaine hated that feeling.
Also, for whatever reason, it tended to be the day of the week the kids were the least focused.
This morning was no different as Blaine found himself teaching simple addition to twenty uninterested first-graders. Once the basics had been outlined on the board Blaine had suggested a maths game, which instantly made the students perk up.
The time in between recess and lunch was mostly spent on hand writing. At this age, children's writing was terribly untidy and Blaine hated nothing more than trying to read a piece of illegible work. Blaine would be the first to admit his own handwriting was nothing short of atrocious but it was at least readable.
In the last ten minutes before lunchtime, Blaine read a book whilst the kids sat, entranced by the story, laughing when their teacher put on different voices for each of the characters.
When the bell finally rang, Blaine sighed in relief. It wasn't like he hated his job or anything, it was just tiring ninety-nine percent of the time.
Grabbing an apple and yoghurt from his satchel, Blaine walked the distance to the staffroom, smiling at teachers who said hello as he passed. Two and a half days in and everyone was treating him like he'd been here for years.
The staffroom was already full when Blaine reached it yet it took him all of three seconds to spot Kurt sitting amongst the throng. Taking mouthfuls of salad, Kurt sat with Tanya, laughing at something one of the two had said. Blaine made a quick decision and walked across the room to join them.
He might have imagined it but it looked like Kurt's eyes lit up at the sight of him.
Blaine sat down next to Tanya, across from Kurt, and grinned at them both.
"Hi," he said, immediately taking a bite of his apple.
Kurt hid a smile at Blaine's laid-back nature and continued eating his lunch. He tried his best not to stare at Blaine but damnit, that man looked just as attractive as the day before. Clad in another cute button-down and tweed pants, he pulled off that adorable yet smouldering look so well.
Blaine was finding it hard to keep the leering to a minimum too. Kurt's hair was styled just as perfectly as it had been yesterday. He wore a long sweater and from what he could tell, very tight jeans. If only Kurt would stand up for some reason so Blaine could see if this was the case. Blushing lightly at the thought, Blaine chastised himself for it before lifting his eyes to meet Kurt's gaze.
They grinned at each other before looking back down at their respective lunches.
Tanya watched on with amusement, practically reading her friends' minds.
"I'm gonna go talk to Mark, yeah?" Tanya said as she stood up, smiling as Kurt's eyes widened as if to say 'Don't leave me.' "I'll talk to you later."
With a small wave, Tanya left the two alone.
Part of Kurt was excited for the chance to talk to Blaine again, just the two of him. But the other part of him was terrified at the thought that he'd bore Blaine or be himself and just screw up his chances with the guy.
After an awkward silence, Kurt was the first to talk.
"So, uhh, how's your day been?"
Blaine shrugged. "So, so. How about yours?"
"I've only had one class this morning, Year ten Lit, so that wasn't too bad. I've got a French class this afternoon though which if I'm being honest, I am not looking forward to."
Blaine arched an eyebrow and Kurt began to explain. "Well, I had the exact same class last year, minus one or two kids, and they are extremely disruptive and just not willing to learn. I'm really not sure why they all decided to take French at this level when none of them show any interest in the language."
Taking in Kurt's words, Blaine sighed. "That's teenagers for you, I guess."
Kurt nodded. "I know, I should expect this from some of the students, it's just I don't understand why they're so against actually learning something. I remember when I was in school I was eager to learn as much as I could."
Kurt realised he'd been rambling and bit his lip. "Sorry, I tend to go off on random tangents," Kurt felt himself becoming flustered again, "And wow, I just remembered I only met you yesterday, you're practically a stranger, I'm sorry."
Blaine hid a smile at Kurt's almost nervous nature. "It's really fine, I enjoy it. People are much too boring when they're calm."
Kurt smiled at Blaine before continuing to eat, leaving Blaine to take over the conversation.
"So did you ever think of maybe trying some different techniques to get the kids motivated?" Blaine suggested.
Kurt looked at him in surprise. This guy was really trying to help him figure out his problem. He'd known the guy a day but Kurt was convinced Blaine was actually perfect.
"I feel as if I've tried everything." Kurt looked so defeated and Blaine patted him lightly on the hand that was resting on the table in front of them. It was only a second of contact but both men enjoyed the warmth that spread over them as a result of it.
"You'll think of something," Blaine assured him, "But until you do, I'll keep my thinking-cap on for ideas."
Kurt laughed abruptly and Blaine's expression changed to worry.
"I'm sorry, it's just," Kurt chuckled once more, "Thinking-cap? Really? Are you sure you're not an elementary student yourself?"
Blaine's laughter joined Kurt's as he shook his head. "When you work with little kids all year round you tend to pick up on some of their sayings."
Still amused, Kurt nodded at Blaine's explanation.
It was so easy talking to Blaine, Kurt decided. Well, it was easy when he wasn't worrying about what he'd say next. Blaine was such a likeable person and Kurt felt as if he'd known the man longer than twenty-four hours. He wanted to get to know him more and wondered if either of them would bring up the fact that Tanya wanted to set them up on a date.
Kurt decided to bite the bullet and say something regarding his friend, hoping Blaine might get the message and let Kurt know if he actually was interested or not.
"So, Tanya tells me you guys know each other," Kurt said casually, finishing the last of his lunch.
Blaine nodded, swallowing the mouthful of yoghurt he had before answering. "Yeah, my aunty is friends with her mum," Blaine explained, "We've met a few times before."
It was now Kurt's turn to nod. He was unsure of how to subtly work in the fact that Tanya had told him of their conversation regarding Kurt, but decided subtlety was useless, he was no good at it anyway.
"Tanya told me you guys talked about me?" Kurt said as if it were a question, gauging Blaine's reaction carefully.
Blaine sighed and looked almost annoyed which worried Kurt to no end. If Tanya had made this up, or worse, Blaine had decided he wasn't in fact interested, then Kurt would forever be embarrassed. However, neither was the case he soon discovered.
"She said she wouldn't tell you," Blaine said, frustration clear on his face. "I was gonna ask you out properly and all and was hoping to catch you by surprise, but no."
Surprised at Blaine's reaction, Kurt couldn't help but chuckle. "And who's to say I wasn't going to be the one asking you out?"
The worry in Blaine's face deepened at Kurt's words. "I just assumed, I mean, sorry, I hope you don't take that by offence or anything, like sure, it's fine for you to be the one to ask me out, I mean, I like it when people are forward, not too forward of course, but forward like normal amounts, I just-"
"Blaine, who's rambling now?" Kurt asked, his eyes twinkling with laughter.
Blaine clamped his mouth shut and immediately stopped talking.
"Would you like to go out to dinner this Friday night?" Kurt asked, a smile still on his face.
Returning Kurt's smile, Blaine nodded happily. "Sure."
"There's this cute little Italian place a suburb away," Kurt suggested and Blaine nodded.
"I love Italian."
"Perfect," Kurt said with a smile.
Pulling his phone out of his pocket, Kurt offered it to Blaine. "Put your number in."
Blaine did so before handing his own phone over to Kurt who did the same.
"Anyway, I have yard duty second half of lunch," Kurt said, reluctantly standing up, wishing he could sit and chat to Blaine for longer, "But I'll talk to you later."
"I hope so."
With one last smile exchanged, Kurt left, leaving Blaine with the goofiest grin on his face.
And suddenly, Wednesday was looking up.
AN: Still not sure how I'm feeling about this fic. Should I continue? Drop a review and let me know :) Speaking of reviews, thank-you for the lovely ones this fic received :)
Anyway I hope you guys liked the chapter even though it was a nothing chapter :P X