Title: Mojo Jobo (Chapter 2)
Author: MakeMeCrazier
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Fandom: Glee – Blaine&Kurt
Rating: T
Characters (in this chapter): Blaine Anderson (it was revealed that that was his last name, I think. Like officially…), Kurt Hummel, Wes Chang, David, OC: Ryan, and OC: Zach Chavez
Notes: YES! This is a chapter two. :O I think I might be starting this story as a… as an actual story! YOWEE. I have to warn you all though. I've written four multi-chapters, and only one is actually finished, and the others I gave up on, and quit. =/ Sorry. But I want to say THANK YOU SO MUCH FOR THE REVIEWS AND FAVORITES AND EVERYTHING ELSE FOR THIS STORY! Really, I got 44 e-mails for stuff for the story in the first two days. (Added to Favorite Story's List, Story Alert, and Reviews.) So, I kind of had a continuous thought in my head RIGHT after Wes yells that. And honestly, I'm REALLY nervous for your reactions, because I was curious as to whether I should leave this as a one-shot or not. So in your reviews, if you guys wanted to let me know how I'm doing so far… And if I should continue it even more, cause I have a really GOOD idea for it.
Mojo Jobo
"AW! How cute!" Wes gushes quietly at first. "EVERYBODY, WATCH OUT! KURT AND BLAINE ARE GOING TO BE GETTING IT ON WHEN WE GET BACK TO DALTON!"
Yeah, that wakes Blaine up.
"Wes, what the hell?" Blaine grumbles, annoyed by the loud obnoxious shouting that the latter had inclined. He yawns as he motions he hand into a fist and wipes at his eyelids, in hopes of prying them open widely awake.
"Shh, Blaine. It's okay, just go back to sleep." A soft voice whispers to him, and Blaine has no choice but to open his eyes now. He grins at Kurt, mentally noting the blush displayed across his cheeks for Wes's statement.
Wes smirks behind him, "What? Am I wrong?" He asks, referring to his statement.
Neither Kurt nor Blaine answers the question verbally, but they know their blushes say it all.
Some of the Warblers appear uncomfortable but don't say anything, and the rest just look amused by the entirety of the situation.
Mr. Marrow rolls his eyes from the front of the bus, and these are the good kind of buses with plugs in the walls and free Wi-Fi and comfortable seats… Not that Kurt's shoulder isn't doing the trick for Blaine's head.
"If you don't mind Mr. Chang, we just lost Nationals, and you're already being your usual immature self. If you could turn it down a little until we arrive Dalton…" He trails off, but everyone knows it's not a suggestion, it's an order.
Blaine, who is sitting paired seat in front of Wes, sniggers quietly.
"And Mr. Anderson," The same voice inquests again. Blaine spikes his head up, his humorous expression faded. After the whole bus sits in what seems like agonizing minutes of silence, but really only seconds, he smiles politely. "A 'Congratulations' is in order, I presume."
Blaine smiles, and Kurt looks at him to smile too with slight relief. "Thank you, sir."
He nods again in response, before lifting his headphones into his ears.
"Really?" Wes asks in disbelief. "I get a, 'You're immature' speech, and you guys get congratulated? Not fair." He whines at the end, huffing as he crosses his arms.
"I know, right?" Ryan says, speaking up. "It's not just that Blaine has to be friggin' lucky, he gets the girls too."
Kurt rolls his eyes, "Really, you guys are back on that conversation? Maybe it's because at the time, he was nonchalant, and you guys were staring like lost puppies who don't know how to wipe the drool from your mouths."
Blaine snorts for a moment, albeit charmingly.
"He was nonchalant because he's gay. He doesn't notice girls. Now, I bet if it was a crowd of cloned Daniel Radcliffe's or James Franco's, he would've been drooling too." David explains.
Blaine inhales sharply, and smiles sheepishly at his boyfriend. "Sorry Kurt, he's got you there. James Franco is just…" As if on cue, he lovingly sighs to prove his point.
Kurt grins in his honesty, and nods his head in agreement. "Yeah… he is… just, absolutely dashing."
"Are you kidding me?" Zach says, looking at the pair incredulously. "They just admitted to the fact that they both thought another guy was hot, and there was no fight."
"That's cause they're obviously still in the honeymoon, newlywed stage or whatever it is when two people get together." David says as if it's obvious.
"Are you reading Jane Austen?" David asks to Wes, switching topics away from Kurt and Blaine.
Kurt turns his head to see the cover of Pride and Prejudice being held by Wes, and can't help but laugh lightly.
"What?" He asks in defense. "She's very wise on love in her dialect."
David gives him a long, narrow stare. "Sometimes I wonder about you, Wesley…"
He rolls his eyes, "Shut up."
Kurt feels a light pressure against his shoulder, and sees Blaine once again resting his head on his shoulder. He didn't even notice the fact that he yawned moments ago, just as well as Blaine, and decides it wouldn't hurt to get some rest before they reach Dalton, and so he rests his head on top of Blaine's.
"Don't wake them up this time." Kurt hears Zach mutter quietly to Wes, before fading into sleep.
"Should we just leave them there?" A voice mischievously suggests.
"As much as I'd love to, we can't."
"Yeah," Another voice agrees. "Later, faculty would want to know why no one on the bus woke them up."
"But…" Kurt finally comes to his senses to realize its Ryan whining. "What if we woke them up with whip cream on their faces or something?" He suggests, once again.
"Yeah," David smirks sarcastically. "Cause we carry random cans of whip cream in our back pockets."
A finger hesitantly pokes Kurt's arm, and Kurt moves in a dash, opening his eyes in a flash, and gripping the wrist of Zach's hand tightly, before standing up, and twisting it behind his back.
Kurt smirks, and looks at all the guys' expressions of shock. "I'd like to see you guys try."
Blaine, who laughs when he opens his eyes to see Kurt threatening the idiotic group he calls friends, wakes up from the loss of contact where his head had been.
"Oh," Kurt says, sorrowfully, his tone changing. He drops Zach's arm, not noticing Zach rub it with a pout. He turns to Blaine. "I'm sorry I woke you up."
Blaine laughs at his boyfriend's concern. "Kurt, we have to go anyways."
Kurt looks around curiously, before noticing that they were surely enough, brought back to the Dalton Academy in Westerville.
"Oh," Kurt smiles in relief. "Then after you, my dear." He extends an arm out dramatically for Blaine to get up and begin to leave. When they're both off the bus, Blaine throws an arm around Kurt's waist.
The small group of boys stares after them.
"Ugh," Wes says in disgust. "I don't get carsick, but I still feel like I'm going to puke."
"How long do you think their honeymoon stage will last?" David asks, eyes widened in fear.
"How long was their pining stage?" Zach retorts.
All four boys groan at the revelation of how they liked each other before Sectionals, and they had just performed at Nationals.
"Kurt," Blaine murmurs, smiling as he nuzzles into said boy's neck.
Kurt slightly giggles and rolls his shoulders around trying to shake off the warm chill of Blaine's hot breath on his neck. "Yes, Blaine?" His voice still toned with laughter.
Kurt shifts his arm, so that it was around Blaine's shoulders now, and plops his feet on the table of the lounge room, where Kurt and Blaine are sitting.
"You. Me. Dinner. Seven o'clock. Bel-Lago Waterfront Bistro?" Blaine whispers huskily, into the ear of Kurt.
Kurt gasps, and opens his mouth in shock. Blaine's expression falls and he pulls away, about to curse himself. "Shit. Sorry, Kurt. That was supposed to come out all suave and—"
"Blaine, that place is really expensive." Kurt whispers quietly, blushing. Blaine notices the blush and grins in relief.
"So?"
"So…I don't care who's more manly in this relationship, I am not taking that offer up, when we can just be cute and couple-ly in Dalton." Kurt says, smiling apologetically.
"Kurt, really. It's not a problem, and—"
"Please, Blaine. I insist."
Blaine frowns angrily, and then into concern, before softening his gaze and kissing Kurt's cheek. "Fine," He breathes out. "Yeah, you're right, we'll just spend time in here."
Kurt smiles thankfully, and turns his attention back to the magazine he was reading before. Blaine remains frowning.
"I think Kurt's afraid to go out in public." Blaine rushes out, when his roommate enters the room. His hands are still propped up on the guitar, and his features are forced into a sad frown.
"What the fuck?" Zach mutters, shakily. "Jeez, Blaine. I just got in. Give me a moment to breathe."
"Sorry." Blaine mumbles, still thinking.
Zach sets his keys down on the nightstand by his bed, the 'Latino Pride' keychain sticking out. Blaine would have laughed if he wasn't so focused on his thoughts. His roommate sighs, and sits onto his bed to face the boy holding the guitar.
"So… Kurt's afraid to go out in public?" He questions to Blaine, utterly confused.
"Yeah, I mean. I asked him out on a date for tomorrow—" Zach rolls his eyes. "—To the Bel-Lago Bistro down by the Hoover Reservoir. And at first he claimed how it was expensive, and that I can understand. I'm not trying to make him feel like the girl in this relationship and stuff, so I told him it wasn't a problem, but then he was all, 'We can just be couple-ly in Dalton', and then when I told him it wasn't a problem, he totally cut me off with an 'I insist.'" Blaine says in a rush, frowning sadly once he was done.
"But… Kurt's like the gayest person I've met. No offense." Zach adds in, motioning to Blaine. Blaine rolls his eyes, but nods his head in agreement.
"I know, which got me thinking, Kurt's proud to be gay… But I don't think he's ever actually been gay in public.. you know? Like physically with a boy." Blaine explains, his guitar now beside him as he passionately thinks of options.
"Well, you haven't either." Zach points out.
Blaine glares at him, "This conversation is not about what I've done in my love life, but yes, but that's what I want."
"Maybe he's just scared, Blaine. I mean, he left because of bullies. Maybe he just doesn't want more." Zach says, hoping that would sum up this conversation, because he was really tired from work, and didn't feel like being Blaine's therapist right now.
"Yeah…" Blaine agrees, his voice distant. "Maybe you're right." Finally Blaine glances at his roommate, who now was lying in bed, his shoes still on, but his eyes closed. "Tough day at work again?"
Zach groans and nods.
"Why don't you just qu—"
"Cause I'm not rich like you." Zach mumbles. "Us Chavez's don't have a doctor for a parent."
"Ey," Blaine protests, hating when they get into his wealth. "He doesn't give me money whenever I want. I save up from birthdays and stuff."
"Money can't buy love." Zach lazily smiles.
"Funny," Blaine mutters bitterly. "My dad thinks it does."
Kurt's jaw drops, in what feels like betrayal.
"Kurt. Please." He begs, dropping down to his knees, the keys in his hands.
"Are you really on your knees?"
No response.
"Blaine, just… stand up." He calms down, and the latter slowly rises to his feet.
"It's freezing outside, and you're that desperate to get me on a date with you?" Kurt says, in disbelief.
Blaine nods with a serious expression. "Yes." It's silent for a while, since Kurt has his 'thinking' face on. Blaine speaks up. "Kurt. I just want one date in public. I've never really done this before either, and now that I can, I couldn't wait! And then you refused, but Kurt… I can't really hide our relationship. I love you." Blaine finishes. "And I want the whole world to know that too."
Kurt would've rolled his eyes any other time, because this whole scene was so sickeningly romantic, it was terrible… But the difference is that Blaine was talking to him: a guy who's been secretly wishing for sickening romance all along.
"But… what if we get—"
Blaine ignores anything Kurt is about to say, and cuts him off by shaking his head, earnest and stern. "I'll protect you."
Kurt smiles, and walks to Blaine wrapping his arms around his neck into a tight hug.
"Thank you," he whispers into his ear. When Kurt backs up slightly, Blaine is giving him a huge grin, and his eyes that are such a luscious hazel have a minor new tint to it. Kurt thinks its love.
Blaine's smile tones down, and he rests his head against Kurt's. Just now, Kurt was beginning to realize how close they were, and how his arms had miraculously moved to Blaine's waist, brushing against Blaine's arms that were wrapped around his waist too. Kurt's eyes trail down to Blaine's lips, which are slightly pink because of the cold, and then back to his eyes.
Blaine seems to know what he's thinking, because he gives out a small smile, and looks at Kurt's lips as well.
Kurt barely remembers it really. He's not sure if Blaine kissed him first or if he gave in, all that he knows is that Blaine's lips against his own, had never felt so great. And when their tongues graze over each other, Kurt's not sure about anything at all. He feels like he's melting against Blaine's mouth and there's nothing he can do about it.
He's actually okay with that.
"You know," Wes says, his tone watery when he looks out of the room's window. "It's not that bad…"
"Yeah," David sounds like he's cooing. "They're actually kind of…cute together."
"Whoa, whoa, whoa!" Zach shouts getting everyone's attention away from the window. "Can we please get our macho manly sides back?"
"But—" Ryan interjects, pouting. He looks away ashamedly once he sees Zach's determined glance.
"Look," Wes speaks up and raises a hand calmly, now that he's done gushing. "I'm not saying that we should fawn over their romance, okay? I have a… kind of girlfriend anyways, but the point is.. I think we can all agree that Kurt and Blaine being together won't be so bad."
The others nod, and Zach tries to hide his smile.
"Oh Zachy, Zachy, Zachy!" David mocks, and tries to pinch his cheek. "I see a smile coming out of there! Yes, I do! Yes, I do!"
Everyone stares at David.
"Okay, now you're just creeping everyone out." Ryan says blatantly.
David sticks his tongue out. "You guys are just jealous cause my grandma still talks to me like that."
They all keep staring.
"What? She does!"
