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A Journey-Chapter 3
After Tom's outburst, and Jake's shell-shocked face the night before, Kurt had just about had enough. He wondered again what was going on, and why it had to do with him knowing something. Which he didn't because nobody told him anything.
On a happier note, tonight was the big night: his audition for the Warblers, and he did not want to disappoint anyone. He went over his song choice one more time before waking Jake up, and heading out the door.
He didn't see Blaine at all that morning, and decided to text him on his way to math. 'Hi, just wanted to know how you're doing today.' He was afraid to ask where he was or what he was doing; he didn't want Blaine to think he was stalking him. Although, some boys might hint that stalking was an understatement.
It was at that moment, that Kurt ran right into the dean of students.
"I am so sorry, Sir," Kurt said, heat rising to his cheeks.
"Don't worry about it, I wasn't paying attention," the dean replied, giving a small chuckle.
Kurt offered him a small smile back, and continued towards the building up ahead, completely unaware that a certain fuming Warbler had witnessed the entire exchange.
Kurt grew increasingly nervous as the afternoon wore on, and when he still could not reach Blaine, he decided to skip the dining hall, and find a quiet place to sit in the library. He became so engrossed in his theater reading assignment, that he didn't even notice Blaine sit right next to him until the older boy cleared his throat loudly.
The younger boy startled, flushed, smiled, and then grew angry at Blaine for ditching him the entire day. Blaine in turn, watched Kurt's face go through those emotions like he went through wedding magazines: slowly, and in this case, embarrassing.
Blaine decided to take the lead here, and said, "Kurt, I am terribly sorry for ignoring you all day. If it brings you any solace whatsoever, I was with the dean all morning long, which is why I could not answer your text."
Kurt wanted to be mad. He wanted to storm out of the study room, with it's plush sofas and collection of classic European books, but he couldn't. He couldn't because he missed Blaine too much, and even being in the same room with him, calmed the hysteria that was threatening to control him.
So instead, he asked, "are you going to watch me audition?"
Blaine kept his voice steady, but his eyes were betraying him, as he replied, "of course, I wouldn't miss it for the world."
Kurt, in complete denial that Blaine would ever reciprocate his feelings, did not catch the amount of want in the other boy's eyes. However, he did try to calm the shaking in his hands with no luck, and it was only when Blaine took his shaking hands in his steady ones, that the almost Warbler finally relaxed.
"Alright, let the council come to order," David announced to the restless boys seated around the room. "Today, Kurt Hummel will audition for the opportunity to be a Dalton Warbler." The room exploded with a series of applause and whistles, as Kurt smiled, suddenly nervous again. "Let's not make him wait any longer. Kurt, the floor is your's."
Blaine squeezed Kurt's hand, as the younger boy stood up, and made his way to the front of the room.
It's now or never Kurt thought. He took two deep breaths, and began to sing:
There is no combination of words I could put on the postcard
And no song that I could sing, but I can try because this is your heart and this is
Our dreams and they are made out of real things
Like a shoebox of photographs with sepia-toned loving
Love is the answer at least for most of the questions in my heart, like
Why are we here? And where do we go? And how come it's so hard?
It's not always easy and sometimes life can be deceiving
I'll tell you one thing, it's so much better when we're together
Kurt looked directly at Blaine, and this time, it was the older boy's turn to blush.
Mmm, so much better when we're together
Yeh, we'll look at the stars when we're together
Well it's so much better when we're together
Yeh, it's so much better when we're together
Kurt's voice began to climb higher, and he continued:
All of these moments just might find their way into my dreams tonight
But I know that they'll be gone when the morning light sings
Or brings new things for tomorrow night you see
They'll be gone too, to many things I have to do
But follow these dreams might find their way into my day to day scene
I'd be under the impression, I was somewhere in between
With only two, just me and you, not so many things we got to do
Or places we got to be, we'll sit beneath the mango tree now
Blaine kept his eyes on Kurt the entire time, and he realized the song was just as much about the two of them, as it was about Kurt.
Yeh, so much better when we're together
Mmm, we're somewhere in between together
Well, it's so much better when we're together
Yeh, so much better when we're together
I believe in memories because they look so,
So pretty when I sleep
And when I wake up you look so pretty sleeping next to me
But there is not enough time
And there is no, no song I could sing
And there is no combination of words I could say
But I will still tell you one thing
We're better together
We so much better when we're together
We so much better when we're together
He finished, breathless but smiling, and took comfort in the fact that at least now, Blaine knew how he felt.
Blaine knocked on Kurt's door later that night. The two had shared smiles and knowing glances throughout dinner, but Blaine wanted to actually talk with Kurt.
The door opened, and the youngest Warbler stood to the side, which allowed Blaine to see that Jake was not in the room.
"Can I-?" Blaine started to ask, but not before Kurt whisked him inside.
Blaine sat on the edge of Kurt's bed, and watched Kurt simultaneously text, coordinate his outfit for tomorrow, and watch a clip of his old glee club singing "Who Am I Living For," by Katy Perry.
Afterwards, Kurt turned to face Blaine, who smiled, and patted the bed next to him. Kurt sat, and he could smell the distinct scent that was Blaine. He decided, then and there, that he wanted to drown in that scent.
"Congratulations, young Warbler," Blaine whispered softly. Kurt looked at him, and slowly leaned his head down until it was resting on the other boy's blazer clad shoulder.
Blaine hardly breathed. For a moment, neither moved and both were afraid of breaking the spell that appeared to be cast on them. Kurt closed his eyes, and slowly melted as the older boy took him in his arms. They sat like that for a while, just enjoying each other's company. Kurt could have drifted off to sleep, his heart was soaring, and he couldn't seem to get close enough to the other boy. Blaine, on the other hand, couldn't seem to get Kurt close enough to him, and he settled for having him pressed against him, his face buried into his neck.
Kurt pulled away to look up at Blaine, who responded by pressing his lips to his forehead. The younger boy nearly swooned, and felt his cheeks color rapidly. Blaine laughed lightly, and stroked his cheek, which only made him blush more.
"I could stay like this forever," Kurt admitted, daring himself to look at the older boy.
Blaine nearly choked with happiness, and sang softly, "'it's so much better when we're together.'"
Kurt concluded that the past night's events couldn't have been any better, unless of course Blaine had proceeded to profess his love right then and there.
He got up out of bed Saturday morning, spent thirty minuets on his moisturizing routine, and then dressed in the outfit he had chosen yesterday afternoon: a pair of skinny grey jeans, a light blue form-fitting sweater, and his favorite pair of skinny boots to complete the look.
It was obvious that he was dressed to impress, and as he grabbed his coat and scarf, he went to meet the boy he was in love with.
They walked outside, their gloved hands intertwined to keep warm, but mostly for the simple contact. They kept smiling at each other because one would glance at the other, only to make eye contact and look quickly away.
Blaine stepped in front of Kurt, and held his blue gaze with his own. He smiled, eyes smoldering, and then began to sing:
Live in my house,
I'll be your shelter,
Just pay me back
WIth one thousand kisses
Be my lover
and I'll cover you
Kurt smiled, and took Blaine's hand again as he continued:
Open your door,
I'll be your tenant
Don't got much baggage to lay at your feet
But sweet kisses I've got to spare
I'll be there and I'll cover you
They proceeded to walk down the sidewalk, and sit on the open bench, as they both sang:
I think they meant it when they said you can't buy love
Now I know you can rent it
A new lease you are my love, on life
Be my life
Kurt took off half way down the sidewalk, glanced behind, and met back up with Blaine. Singing with Blaine was so much fun, he didn't want to stop.
Just slip me on,
I'll be your blanket
Wherever, whatever, I'll be your coat
Kurt danced around the older boy as he sang:
You'll be my King, and I'll be your castle
Blaine smiled and replied smootly:
No, you'll be my Queen, and I'll be your moat
Blaine took Kurt's hand again as they both sang:
I think they meant it when they said you can't buy love
Now I know you can rent it
A new lease you are my love, on life
All my life
I've longed to discover
Something as true as this is
Both boys danced through the snow, and Blaine walked towards the younger boy singing:
So with a thousand sweet kisses, I'll cover you,
With a thousand sweet kisses, I'll cover you,
When you're worn out and
tired, When your heart has expired
They voices joined together, as they stood barely a foot apart from one another:
If you're cold and you're lonely
You've got one nickel only
With a thousand sweet kisses, I'll cover you,
With a thousand sweet kisses, I'll cover you
Oh, lover,
I'll cover you,
Yeah,
Oh, lover,
I'll cover you...
As they finished the song, both Warblers thought there wasn't anywhere else in the entire world they would rather be.
The two songs were "Better Together," from Breakfast at Tiffany's (originally sung by Jack Johnson), and "I'll Cover You," from Rent.
I loved their duet to "Baby, it's Cold Outside," and I wanted to write them singing together again. I hope that I chose songs that did the character's justice.
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