It was blissfully quiet,the only sounds that could be heard was the slow and steady breathing of two teenage boys who were wrapped up in each others arms laying on the bed. Their heart beats were only heard by the other and they wore smiles on their face. Blaine drew invisible shapes on his lovers shoulder. Kurt since he was the little spoon snuggled up to Blaine's chest.
"When I was six,"Blaine said breaking the silence."My mom made me take piano lessons. I loved the-I love the piano now that is-but when I was six it was my worst enemy. My piano teacher lived three houses down from me so I mom would let me walk there. The only problem was that the park was one block over."Kurt listened to his boyfriends story with a smile plastered on his face. Blaine never opened up about it family,the only thing Kurt knew about Blaine's family was that his parents accepted him and he has an older brother and three younger siblings.
"So every Tuesday and Friday I was would skip right over her house and walk to the park. My mom caught wind of it and decide that my brother would walk me. Hunter my brother at the time was 10 he would walk me."he paused for a moment."to the park."Kurt laughed along with Blaine."So when my mom caught wind of that also. So then she decided that if she pinned a brightly colored sticky note to my shirt it would work. Now I know what your thinking,why didn't my mom just walk me there herself or have my piano teacher come and get me?My mom wanted me to learn how to be independent even at six. She thought it would teach me responsibility. She want us kids to know that she could trust us."Kurt looked up at Blaine and started to play with some of his curls.
"I'll never forget what the note said. It said and I swear to any higher being that it said this. This boy is suppose to be at his piano lessons. If he is found prancing about anywhere,please return to Jenna Anderson." The boys laughed together."After a while when people started to notice and my mom told her friends they started to drag me home and she would drag me to piano lessons. After a while I started to love the piano. But I still wanted to go play in the park and play."Blaine moved Kurt's hair from his forehead,he placed a soft kiss where the hair had laid.
"I took piano lessons too,"Kurt smiled at the memory."My mom use to take me to the music store every Sunday. She was good friends with the owner,Elijah Jones,Mercedes dad."Kurt smiled."Yeah me and Cedes go way back,"he joked."Anyway we would go to the only white piano in the store and she would teach me scales and songs. One time we were joking around,Mercedes was sitting at the piano next to us and her mom came over with those really big sunglasses. So I put on the pink pair,"Blaine laughed."and I whispered into my mom's ear what song I wanted us to play. So like two seconds later my mom and I started to play Crocodile Rock,we sang the whole song and Mercedes and her dad danced while her mom did back up vocals. It was so much fun." Blaine knew how hard it must have been for Kurt to tell him his story,the taller boy always shied away from talking about his mother. Blaine felt honored that Kurt shared the story with him.
The rest of the night the two boyfriends shared stories about their pasts until they both pasted out at two o'clock in the morning.