The boy from my bed
Chapter 3: lake dipping
"So," Blaine started awkwardly, not knowing what to say.
"God, this is so embarrassing, Said Kurt. Looking at his feet. It was his first time doing something like this, in that way…
"Well, I think we better begin, before someone sees us" said Blaine. Kurt took a deep breathe in.
"OK, I'm ready when you are." He replayed.
"Three," Blaine tried to calm himself down.
"Two," whispered Kurt, thinking about it again, he couldn't even remember the last time he did it.
"One!" they both called, and started to run.
In the two seconds they had between the fall to the impact, Kurt took Blaine hand in his, and then they hit the water.
"We did it!" called Kurt happily as he tried to get his breathe back to normal, a big smile covering his face. He didn't even care about how his shirt was probably ruined, and how much tighter his skinny jeans were when it was wet.
"I told you it will be fun!" Blaine grinned back at him, not knowing what he was so nervous about in the first place. And then they heard someone walking above them, and he remembered.
"Quick! Hide! Behind the wall!" Blaine whispered in urgency as he clung to the wall and pulled Kurt to him, which was very easy, since they were still holding hands. As Blaine clung to the wall, Kurt clung to Blaine.
"He won't see us here, but we have to wait a little" whispered Blaine in Kurt's ear, making him shiver, and not from the cold. But Blaine didn't know about that last part, he just know that a) he was cold, b) Kurt was shivering and c) that body het can be shard, so when people nearing each other, they both are hotter (and no, Blaine didn't mean HOT in THAT way, even if- well, Blaine just cut the thought right there.), so he automatically bought Kurt closer to him.
Kurt was a little surprised by the act, but he wasn't complaining. Especially when the guard of the lake was on the cliff, just above them, and the beam of light from his torch was five inches from them. So they just stood there, Blaine's back against the wall, and Kurt's back against Blaine. They were so close that Kurt could feel Blaine's heart beating as fast as was his own heart. Their shirts were still wet, clinging to each other's skin in a part comfortable and part not way.
So yes, it was ten minutes since the guard left the lake and Blaine and Kurt were still in the same position, but no one wanted to interfere the moment, until Kurt couldn't take it anymore.
"My shirt is ruined!" he finely cried out the thought that was bothering him ever since he came up of the water and breathe.
"It's just a shirt..." chuckled Blaine, thinking of how adorable Kurt was right now.
"It's easy for you to say! You're wearing a T–shirt! It's no wonder you are so unsure about being gay, hell. I couldn't tell you were gay when I woke up to you naked in my bed!" ground Kurt, suddenly remembering another thing.
"And my hair is probably a mess, too! My shirt AND my hair! What was I thinking?" asked Kurt, starting to get hysterical.
"Calm down Kurt! Your hair looks swell, and the shirt... You can buy another one just like it!" Blaine tried to be reasonable with him.
"No!" Kurt got into his diva zone. "There will be no shirt like this one, no shirt could ever do what this shirt can do!" he called sorrowfully.
"And what would that be?" asked Blaine amused, not knowing how he will regret the question.
"This." Said Kurt as he pulled his shirt over his head, dipped it in the water. He held the shirt up, looking so focused that Blaine couldn't move. He just starred at the boy in front of him as Kurt came closer and closer to him, and then…
Kurt skewed the shirt and a gallon of water pore over Blaine. Blaine really didn't expect it. He could do nothing but stand there until Kurt stopped laughing and when Kurt indeed calmed down, Blaine had just three words to say to him.
"Its. So. On."
"Remind me not to be so loud next time we break into a pool and have a water fight" said Blaine as a guard pushed Kurt and him to the exit direction.
"Only if you'll remind me not to break into lakes and ruin my 50 dollars shirt in the same time." Answered Kurt, who was still holding his shirt in his hand, looking miserable.
"You SO enjoyed it! Pals, it was worthwhile, considering that a enterticket to this lake costs 50 dollars per person..." Smiled Blaine as he saw Kurt's shocked expression.
"50 dollars? How the sale comes here?" Kurt was deeply shocked. "Some people can buy food for a year with this money! Maybe they live in Africa, but still..."
"Snobs. That's who." Answered the bored guard. Which, of course, made Blaine like that guard right away.
"You poor thing, we are making fun of them here, but you have to work with them, every day! It must be terrible!" Called Blaine, who had too make the world a better place.
"actually? No. I'm just the night guard."
And with that, the guard pushed them out of the gate and locked them out. He turned back to his guarding point, leaving two soaking wet boys, one shirtless, looking at his back, shocked.
"I'm cold." Was all Kurt said when they started to walk toured Blaine's car.
"I have a shirt I don't need in the back of my car…" offered Blaine shyly "would you like a dry shirt?"
"Yes, thank you," Answered Kurt, and with 3 minutes, he had Blaine's warbler shirt on. They exchanged good- byes and walked each to his own way.
The only problem was that this very night, Kurt's dad decided to visit him.
Till this day, no one knows who was more surprised: Kurt to see his dad, or Burt, to see his son standing there, wet, smiling, and wearing an unfamiliar T-shirt.
"Kurt, do you need to tell me something?"
A\N : I want to thank all of you, my readers, for reading it, and my BFF for giving me inspiration through her storie "daddy's home".
I also want to apologize about every possible spelling mistakes, my native language is Hebrew, so…
And, I'm apologizing for how long it took me to update, I was in a guiding course for 11 days, and slept another 3 days after..
Next chapter more plot!
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