Song: Bound to You by: Christina Aguilera
"Kurt, can I ask you something?" Blaine put his pencil down on top of this math homework and swiveled around in the desk chair to face Kurt who was laying on his stomach across the bed.
Kurt looked up from his book, a little shocked that Blaine has to ask if he can ask him something. "Of course." He smiled reassuringly.
Blaine sighed. "Do you trust me?"
Kurt stared at his friend, a little puzzled. "Of course I do, Blaine. You're one of my best friends."
"Okay." Blaine turned back to his homework.
"Whoa, whoa, whoa." Kurt pulled him self up to sit on the end of the bed. "You can't just ask me something like that and respond with an 'okay' and go back to what you were doing. What's up?"
Blaine didn't look up. "Nothing. It's nothing."
"Blaine -" Kurt got up and walked over to the other boy, grabbed the back of the chair and spun Blaine around to face him. Kurt bent down slightly to look Blaine in the eyes. "What's wrong?"
"I -I, Kurt, I like you. A lot." Blaine's voice was barely above a whisper and he was looking to the side, avoiding Kurt's gaze.
"Blaine, hey, look at me." Kurt grabbed Blaine's chin and tilted his face up. "I like you, too. Just so you know." Kurt smiled.
"I'm scared." Blaine admitted.
"Of what, me?" Kurt joked.
Blaine let out a breathy laugh. "No. Of opening up." Kurt grabbed his hands and pulled him over to the bed. Kurt climbed up on it and sat cross legged in front of Blaine. Blaine doing the same, facing Kurt. "I've built up all these walls over the years. And I'm afraid to tear them down." He spoke quietly.
Kurt squeezed his hands reassuringly. "Blaine, I trust you. Now it's your turn to trust me." Blaine looked into Kurt's loving eyes and nodded. "Good. You know I won't hurt you and that I won't push you into anything or into telling me anything that you are not ready for or ready to tell. Okay?"
Blaine nodded again. "Kurt?"
"Yeah?"
Blaine leaned forward slowly stopping about an inch from Kurt's lips. Kurt could feel Blaine's hot breath on his lips and the the underside of his nose. Kurt leaned, eyes fluttering closed, and closed the gap between them.