A/N: Two things, guys. First off, on the last chapter, I tried to tell you my tumblr account name... and it didn't show it. It's annabolt45(.)tumblr(.)com. Just take the parentheses out. Second, I still have yet to recieve any entries that require beta-ing. I really want to try my hand at being a beta guys, but I can't do it if I don't get a story to beta. Please? I need something to fill the time I don't spend reading or writing.
Special note for this specific chapter: I know that usually Blaine does have a coffee order (medium drip) but here, due to list purposes, he doesn't really have a favorite way. Medium drip just happens to be what he always gets. Enjoy!
Quality #3: Doesn't have a favorite way to drink coffee.
"Okay, does anybody else think this seems slightly hypocritical? I mean, Kurt orders a grande non-fat mocha everytime we go to the Lima Bean!"
"Aww, Blainers. You memorized his coffee order?"
"...Shut up, Wes."
Trial #1
"Ugh. No more homework, please. I'm done."
Blaine dropped onto the chair he usually sat in at their usual table at the Lima Bean. He looked dead tired, and he was. He had just finished two essays and three book assignments, all from the same teacher. He then had to memorize a Shakespearean sonnet for AP Literature, the new solo he had in the Warblers, and tutor the freshman in his math class. He was exhausted.
"Oh, stop complaining, you big baby," Kurt scolded, but his voice was soft and he brushed a curl off of Blaine's forehead before leaning over and kissing the spot where it had been. "At least you're done, right?"
"Yeah, until Grueber gives us another essay. If I have to look at one more document about the Great Depression, I might as well live in it. I wish we were learning about the French Revolution."
"I know you do, babe." Kurt rolled his eyes before pulling himself up to his full height. "I'll go get us some coffee. Medium drip?"
"Actually, can you get me a caramel latte? I feel exhausted, and a medium drip just won't cut it today." Without another word, he leaned his head back on the chair and closed both his eyes.
Kurt gave him a surprised look before smiling. "Of course."
Blaine opened one eye as he watched Kurt saunter over to the counter to order their drinks, and a small smile played on his lips. Then Kurt looked back over, and he went right back to looking like he was sleeping.
Trial #2
"Brrrrr! It's freezing out there!"
Kurt rubbed his hands up and down his arms, trying to warm himself up as he stepped into the welcoming smell of steamed milk and fresh ground coffee. Blaine followed in right after him, snickering to himself as he ran a cold hand under Kurt's layers, brushing his fingertips lightly over the skin of his lower back.
"Ah!" Kurt shrieked, batting Blaine's hand away. "You jerk! That was cold!"
Blaine laughed, then smiled and kissed Kurt gently. "Let me make it up to you. Coffee's on me today, okay?"
"Okay," Kurt grumbled, but he was smiling again. "Still remember my coffee order?"
Blaine chuckled, touching their noses together. "Of course I do. Go sit down."
Kurt giggled, then skipped over to their table, still running his hands up and down his arms. Blaine shook his head with a smile, then stepped up to the counter, where Sonny, the barista, stood waiting to take his order with a smile.
"Hey Sonny," he greeted her. "I'll have the usual."
"Okay then..." She stuck her tongue between her teeth slightly as she remembered the order. "Grande non-fat mocha and a medium drip then?"
Blaine thought for a moment, then shook his head. "You know what? Scratch the medium drip. I think I'll go with one of the seasonal things... Can I have a grande peppermint hot chocolate?"
Sonny raised an eyebrow at him. "Wow, Blaine. Switching it up, I see." She laughed. "This is so weird... you always get a medium drip, so it's almost unnatural saying that it's $5.60 instead of $6.19."
Blaine smiled, pulling a ten out of his pocket and telling her to keep the change. Sonny winked at him, and five minutes later, handed him his coffee.
"Oh lord, thank you," Kurt said as he grabbed his cup greedily and took a swig. "Ahh. That feels so much better." He breathed in once, then looked up at Blaine. "Baby, what do you have? I'm not smelling your usual dose of super strong medium drip."
Blaine shrugged as he sipped at his hot chocolate. It was really sweet, but at the same time, it was just what he needed. "I decided to switch it up. I got a peppermint hot chocolate instead."
Kurt raised an eyebrow at him once before turning his attention back to his own coffee.
Final Trial
Today, both boys were beat.
Kurt had taken his english midterm, which turned out to be so much harder than he expected. He also had a quiz in chemistry, and had performed his monologue in theatre.
Blaine had just finished working with Wes for two hours on the choreography for Regionals, and had finished three essays in three hours before that.
Both Kurt and Blaine were barely able to keep their eyes open enough to finish their homework, so they decided to make a quick run to the Lima Bean to grab something to keep them awake.
"Babe, go sit down, I'll get our stuff, okay?" Blaine simply nodded at Kurt before turning to the table and sitting down with his head on his folded arms. Kurt leaned over his back, rubbing his hand in soothing circles on his spine. "What do you want, Blaine?"
Blaine sat up a bit, thinking. "Can you get me a grande latte with about 3 or 4 shots of espresso?" He turned to Kurt with a tired smile. "Thanks."
Kurt pursed his lips. "Blaine, you've been ordering something different almost every time we've been here over the past week. You used to get a medium drip every time we went out for coffee. Why the sudden changes?"
Blaine shrugged tiredly. "Dunno. I like change sometimes. I mean, don't get me wrong, I adore my medium drip, but it's not the only kind I'll want. Some days I'm in a hot chocolate mood, some days I'm in an iced coffee mood. Right now, I need caffeine, and my best shot at that is a few espresso shots. That's all." And with a grin, Blaine shoved his face back into his arms.
Kurt chuckled and rolled his eyes. "Okay then, Mr. Sleepy-pants. I'll be right back." He kissed the back of Blaine's gelled curls and walked off towards the counter.
"Knock knock!"
Blaine looked up from his copy of "The Stand" to see Wes leaning against the doorframe, smilng at him knowingly. "Can help you, Asian person?" he asked, setting his book down.
"Oh shut it, Anderson, you'e half-Asian." Wes flopped down next to Blaine and looked up at him. "Heard you've been drinking something other than your usual medium drip lately. I see you're keeping up with the list."
"Yep," Blaine smiled. "Number three is down. Only a ton more to go."
"Well, at least your task is easy. Getting that book back into Kurt's room without him finding out was a bitch."
A/N: And that's Quality 3. Hope you all enjoyed it! I know I enjoyed writing it, as I always do. Reread the notifications at the top though, people. I really do wanna start being a beta, and I could use some followers.
Reviews would be pleasant, if you please. :)