July, 2012


Blaine curled his hands into fists and bit down on his bottom lip watching in terror as the shiny metal bird touched sharply the ground. Even though it wasn't even their plane a cold shiver ran down his spine, so he wrapped his arms around his torso trying to warm up a little bit and give himself some comfort.

He could see Sebastian in the corner of his eye with a huge grin attached to his face, but he decided to ignore him for now. Suddenly he felt a hand on his back, so he shifted his body on the metal chair to look at Kurt. "Are you okay, Blaine?" He asked worryingly with his hand still placed on the other boy's back.

"Yeah, sure." The hazel-eyed boy replied forcing himself to smile. He was not okay. The mere thought of leaving the safely of solid ground and being high up in the air, almost in space was giving him shivers.

"You don't have to lie to me." Kurt said giving him a look that said that he could read Blaine like an open book. Which wasn't a lie. "I know how scared you are of flying. We don't have to do it if you don't want to."

Blaine opened his mouth to say that of course he wasn't going to destroy their trip, but Quinn beat him to it. "I don't know about you." The blond girl said looking up at them from her phone. "But I am not going back. I'm not about to throw away my only opportunity to go to Europe just because our little Blainey can't keep his shit together."

"Yeah, I'm with Quinn on this one." Sebastian said. "You are not going to stop me from getting drunk."

Blaine smiled slightly seeing Kurt roll his blue eyes. He knew that the other boy wasn't a fan of Sebastian's idea to drink as much alcohol as they could. As far as Blaine knew visiting Paris had always been his dream and not because you could drink there while still being a teenager. He knew that Kurt wanted to see all the art museums and maybe get some inspiration for his first collection of clothes. The blue-eyed boy kept saying that it would never actually happen, but Blaine knew better.

"I am not scared." Blaine said noticing that Kurt still wanted an answer from him. "I'm just a little nervous. That's all." He crossed one leg over another wanting to look relaxed even though he was well aware that his friends knew him better than that.

Kurt put his carryon bag in his lap, unzipped it and started going through his stuff. He took out a small white bottle and showed it to Blaine. "I have some sleeping pills with me." He said. "So if you need to calm down just let me now."

Now it was Blaine's turn to roll his eyes. "Ugh, seriously, I'm not scared. I won't need them."

"Okay, if you say so." Kurt said not looking convinced at all. He put the bottle back into his bag and zipped it.

When thirty minutes later their flight was announced Blaine felt his knees go weak and he had trouble walking straight towards their gate. Of course all three of his friends could see his struggle, but no one commented on it. The sky was all covered in heavy clouds foretelling the rain and Blaine couldn't help being scared than in these weather conditions something was going to go wrong and the plane would crash down. Then their bodies would fall apart like houses of cards and there would be nothing left for them to live.

"Hey, Blaine. Calm down." Kurt said gently from the seat beside him.

"I am calm." Blaine said a little harshly proving himself wrong. "I'm sorry. Could you just stop patronizing me? You're only making it worse."

"I am not patronizing him." Kurt said moving a little closer to Blaine and scanning his face with his profound eyes. "I am just trying to make it a little bit easier for you."

"Just don't do anything, okay?" Blaine said closing his eyes as the plane started to grumble. "Oh, God. I can't."

"You're fine, Blaine." Kurt said peacefully. Luckily both Sebastian and Quinn were in a different part of the machine, so they couldn't mock him for his childish behavior. "It's all going to be alright."

"No, it's not. I have a bad feeling. We are all going to die!" Blaine's chest started heaving and he had trouble catching his breath. The panic was overwhelming and the tears started rolling down his cheeks. He wanted to be strong. He didn't want Kurt to see him like this, but there was nothing he could do to prevent this from happening.

"Look at me, Blaine." Kurt said gently unzipping his seatbelt and moving even closer to the other boy. He rested his hand on the other boy's shoulder and gripped it tightly. "And breath." Blaine attempted to take a deep breath and then locked his eyes with Kurt's. "That's it. You're fine."

The plane slowly started moving and Kurt could obviously see that Blaine was losing it as he slipped his hand into Blaine's and squeezed it tightly. Blaine quickly unzipped his belt and curled into Kurt's side not caring that it could be very dangerous for both of them. He kept gripping his best friend's whole arm tightly forgetting that the people around them were watching or that it was probably uncomfortable for Kurt.

They stayed like that for some time with Blaine hidden safely in Kurt's arms. After twenty minutes Blaine wasn't even that scared anymore, but Kurt started running his slim fingers through his curls, so he didn't want to move anywhere anytime soon.

"Better?" Kurt asked after a couple of minutes and Blaine knew that it was finally the time to pull away.

He slowly untangled his arms from Kurt's body and moved back into his own seat. "Much better." Blaine said even though his head was pounding and one of his legs was dead from having it draw up for such a long time. "Thank you." He was still scared, but now Blaine was sure that no matter what Kurt would keep him safe. "I know it's stupid to be afraid of something like that, but I just can't help it."

"I know." Kurt said softly and for some reason their hands were still clasped together. "And you have nothing to apologize for." He smirked. "You will repay me by scaring away all the spiders from my closet."

"Deal."


"Are you sure we are in the right place?" Kurt asked looked around in disgust at all the dilapidated buildings.

Sebastian looked down at his cell phone and then back up at the building. "Yep. I'm pretty sure that's it."

Paris was truly an amazing place. Maybe it was because they wanted it to be that way, but everything seemed magical. It appeared like the city was both big and small at the same time. Everything was clean and people looked happy. At least in the city centre.

Now they were in the outskirts, far away from the bustle and hustle of Paris and it didn't look so pretty anymore. Kurt was obviously disappointed and both Quinn and Sebastian looked as if they wanted to be anywhere but there. Blaine wasn't happy about their living situation either, but it wasn't the end of the world. They still had each other after all and they could make their trip still work.

Slowly and without much cheerfulness they entered the tenement house and were met with surprisingly clean environment. They all let out a breath of relief realizing that maybe it wasn't going to be that bad. In the lobby they were greeted by a young woman with a heavy French accent who showed them their two rooms.

Quinn and Sebastian quickly said that they wanted to be in the same room which was fine by Blaine. The boys unlocked the door to their room smiling shyly at each other, still not quite able to believe that they were really in the capital of France. Blaine pushed the door open and walked inside followed by Kurt. The room was relatively small, but it wasn't a problem.

The problem was that there was only one double bed. Blaine could see Kurt's cheeks turn bright red as the taller boy kept his eyes glued to the bed. He seemed to not notice a beautiful painting on their wall or a really cute cat figure on the bedside table. "What are we going to do?" Kurt asked in terror, as if they were going to spend the night on the street instead of having a nice room with their own bathroom.

Blaine smirked putting the suitcase on the floor. He sat down on the bed and decided that yes, the bed was very comfortable. Especially after spending many hours on shifting from one uncomfortable position to another on the plane. It was almost midnight and Blaine was extremely tired. He wasn't about to sleep on the floor just because Kurt couldn't stand the idea of sleeping in the same bed. "We're going to sleep." Blaine replied. "I don't know what you had in mind." Kurt's eyes widened and he turned even more red while rubbing his neck in a nervous manner.

"Ugh, you're horrible, Blaine." Kurt said sitting down on the edge of the bed. "I mean I know it's ridiculous. " Kurt started playing with the fabric of his black shirt. "But I always thought that sleeping in the same bed with someone for the first time was going to be something magical and unforgettable." He paused for a moment still avoiding Blaine's gaze. "And I am not talking about sex." He stuttered out. "I am talking about sharing an intimate moment with the person you love. You see them for the first time so vulnerable and exposed."

"But you love me." Blaine said grinning. Kurt finally looked at him only to shove him painfully into ribs a moment later. "What was that for?"

"For being a jerk." Kurt said, but he was smiling now.

"Oh, I know, I know that you're a hopeless romantic." Blaine said moving a little closer to his best friend and wrapping his arms around his waist. "But I think that sharing a bed with your best friend that you claim to love more than anything in the whole world couldn't possibly be that bad, right?"

Kurt looked at him with false irritation. "When did I say that I love you more than anything?"

Blaine's grin got even wider. "Maybe you didn't exactly voiceit, but still. I know it's true."

Kurt chuckled resting his head on Blaine's shoulder and closing his eyes. "Umm, maybe. But I definitely love cheesecake more…and probably coffee too."

"Let's go to sleep." Blaine said, too tired to even think about taking a shower or doing anything besides sleeping for that matter. "And let's hope that it will be magical and unforgettable and fantastic!"

Kurt laughed covering his face with his hands. "Ugh, stop. I am stupid. There is really no need to remind me."

"You're cute." Blaine said and kissed Kurt's cheek gaining a yelp of surprise from him. He stood up from the bed and approached his suitcase before unzipping it and taking out a plain white shirt and a pair of shorts. He looked over his shoulders at Kurt and smirked at him while taking off his green shirt and replacing it with the white one.

"Could you please do it in the bathroom if you don't mind?" Kurt asked sounding as if he was going to die from embarrassment.

"Why?" Blaine asked and before Kurt had a chance to answer his clothes were changed.

"Uh, whatever." Kurt said watching as Blaine lied down in bed and covered his body with a duvet. Maybe it was warm outside, but they had air conditional, so it was cold and nice in their room. Kurt only shook his head at him, grabbed his clothes from his suitcase and locked himself inside the bathroom without any word thrown at Blaine.

Kurt's shyness was cute, but completely unjustified. They had known each other for three years and maybe it was nothing compared to decades of friendship, but it was still enough time to be comfortable in each other's company, right? They were both gay, but so was Sebastian and they would never be anything more than friends. It was an unspoken promise that Blaine was determined to keep. A relationship with one of his friends would just cause more trouble than it's worth and send everything to hell.

And Blaine needed both Sebastian and Kurt too much in his life to risk losing them. After a few minutes Kurt walked out of the bathroom and very slowly started walking towards the bed. He looked at Blaine for a moment as if the shorter boy was about to eat him alive and then finally went to the other side of bed and lied down. An awkward silence fell between them as neither of them wanted to make the situation even more weird.

"There is really no need to be so tense." Blaine said turning his body towards Kurt. "It's just me."

Kurt didn't turn around and for a second Blaine thought that he was already asleep. "Yeah, you're right." He said at last. "It's just you."

Blaine waited for him to say something else, but the other boy remained silent. With nothing else to do Blaine closed his eyes and waited for the sleep to wash over him.


The next week was spend on taking long walks in the evenings and drinking coffee and in small cute cafés. Besides that they visited a few of the most popular tourist attractions leaving a few with a promise that one day they would come back with their significant others.

They just had two days left and Sebastian and Quinn wanted to drag them to a night club. Both Kurt and Blaine were skeptic about this idea since they didn't want to get wasted and embarrass themselves, but eventually Blaine realized that it really didn't matter since no one knew them there and they would leave this place in a while. Somehow Blaine managed to get Kurt to agree to go along with them. It was clear that it wasn't exactly his idea of fun, but apparently he didn't want to be left alone in their hotel room.

As they walked along the busy streets of Paris, late in the evening everything was bright and colorful. People were talking and despite the fact that Blaine didn't know a word in French he could sense that they were all happy and optimistic. And tonight he was one of these people. Careless and free.

Blaine looked over at Kurt walking along Sebastian and talking about something. Laughing and enjoying life. Blaine smiled to himself. The blue-eyed boy looked so beautiful in the dim light of street lamps. He was wearing a pair of nice black skin tight jeans and a brown jacket. For some twisted reason Blaine just wanted to grab him and scream into his face just how incredibly amazing he was.

They entered one of the most popular gay clubs (Quinn didn't really mind that much) wanting to dance the night away and have some fun together before leaving Paris and returning to their boring lives as future seniors. The air around Blaine was heavy and the whole club was stuffed with sweaty bodies. He knew that in order to had a good time he needed to put some alcohol into his system.

Blaine glanced at the rest of his friends. Quinn and Sebastian were already out of sight while Kurt was standing awkwardly looking as if he needed exactly the same. Blaine smiled at him in invitation and reached out his hand towards him. The blue-eyed boy without any hesitation grabbed his hand and let Blaine lead him through the crowd of dancing bodies. Blaine ordered two drinks for them and handed one to Kurt.

The taller boy eyed the glass suspiciously, but took it and to Blaine's surprise drank it all at once. Blaine smirked and also emptied his glass cringing up a bit. "This is such a bad idea." Kurt said, but a smile was present on his place. "We are going to regret it so much in the morning."

Blaine smiled back placing the empty glass down on the bar. "Maybe." He said. "But I don't really care right now and you shouldn't either."

Kurt raised his eyebrows. "Oh, really? I think that having one sober person in our little group might help with getting everyone safely into our hotel."

"Don't think about that now." Blaine said taking the empty glass out of Kurt's hands. When their fingers touched a cold shiver ran down his spine. He knew that something like that could be very dangerous, but he couldn't bring himself to care. "I will order new drinks for us." Blaine said and turned to the bartender. Luckily the man could speak English so he quickly refilled their glasses and set them down in front of them.

It didn't end on only two glasses. Blaine really wanted Kurt to relax, so he kept convincing him to drink another drink with a promise that it would be the last one. After two hours he didn't have to convince him anymore.

They moved to the dance floor and started swaying together in the rhythm of music. The line between being friends and something more was blurred and Blaine knew that soon they would cross it. At some point his hands landed on Kurt's hips and the taller boy wrapped his arms around Blaine's neck and looked into his eyes with hope and uncertainty.

Before Blaine knew what was going on he leaned forward and closed the gap between their lips. It turned out that kissing Kurt Hummel was one of the best things in the whole world. It felt like eating the most delicious candy that one could find. It felt like dancing in the rain and being wrapped in a warm blanket with a good book during a cold winter evening. It was pure magic.

When they pulled away they were both speechless. Blaine didn't want to ruin the moment by saying something stupid. They continued to dance kissing each other occasionally. Blaine knew that he was going to remember this night for the rest of his life so he wanted to hold onto this moment forever. He wanted to hide it somewhere in the back of his mind and leave it untouched for years, so that he could come back to it whenever he wanted to relive this moment.

Eventually Blaine decided that they needed drinks again, so regretfully he pulled away from Kurt and walked towards the bar to order. Before he got there though Blaine realized that he really wanted to pee, so instead of buying them drinks he changed the direction and walked towards the restroom. He felt as if he was hovering over ground instead of walking to be honest. Maybe this rule about not dating friends wasn't true after all. They would surely make it work, right? When Blaine was done he walked back into the crowded room and finally bought them two shots.

With two drinks in both of his hands Blaine looked around scanning the crowd in search of a familiar set of crystal blue eyes. He kept spinning in circles, unable to locate him. But then all the air left his lungs when he saw him spread against the wall. His whole world shattered into pieces when Blaine saw his two best friend kissing each other. Sebastian's hand was in Kurt's hair and they were both clearly enjoying their intimate moment.

So it didn't matter after all. The kisses didn't mean anything. It was just a stupid drunken mistake. Blaine left the glasses on some table and walked back into the bathroom where he leaned his back against the wall and slowly sunk to the floor not caring that two men were kissing in the corner. He covered his face with his hands as his shoulders started shaking. How could he have been so foolish and blind? He should have known better than that.

Rules are to follow them. Now Blaine knew that and he would never make the mistake of forgetting it again.