I had no plans on writing another chapter today, I had work and school and a whole bunch of other crap...but I got home and found over 20 reviews and 70 story alerts... and well I got really happy and decided to write another chapter. And good job Sabaku no Sable, for knowing the Pretty and Pink reference. Once again, thank you all so much for your reviews! Please keep them coming.
Waking up in the same room as Blaine was interesting. The more confused he got about Blaine, the more awkward it was to wake up in the same room as him...especially when he woke up with his morning wood between his legs. Kurt had even begun waking up earlier to avoid any awkward moments between the two of them.
Kurt sat up in his bed and looked over at Blaine, still sleeping soundly. That was another thing Kurt loved...liked...about rooming with Blaine. The boy practically hibernated when he slept, so Kurt was able to go about his morning without worry.
He made his way to the bathroom, and proceed to step into an ice cold shower, in order to resolve his problem. Eventually, when his erection had subsided, he turned the heat back up and began to actually shower. When he finished, he wrapped a towel around his waist and began work on his hair, spiking it slightly today.
It was only 7:04, breakfast wouldn't be served until 7:30, and classes didn't start till almost 8:30. If Kurt was still attending McKinley, he would have taken the time to pick out a fabulous outfit, but since transferring to Dalton, his clothing options were limited.
"Do I pick the gray pants with the blue blazer...or the gray pants with the red sweater vest?" Kurt mumbled to himself, as he picked his clothes out. The clothes got so boring, that Kurt actually found himself missing the days of Rachel Berry's poodle sweaters, just for a bit of variety. Kurt laid his blazer and dress shirt out on his bed, before stepping into the washroom to put on his pants. Kurt knew it was silly, he really did. It was about as silly as Finn putting his underwear on in the shower, but Kurt couldn't help it. Regardless of the fact that his crush was sound asleep, the idea of being naked in the same room as him made Kurt nervous.
And as Kurt exited the bathroom, Wes in the style of Kramer, waltzed into their room.
"Morning, Kurt." Wes grinned and made a B-line for Blaine's bed.
"Do you understand the concept of knocking?" Kurt grumbled, as he began to fumble with the buttons of his dress shirt.
"I'm here to wake up B-boy." Wes replied simply. Kurt rolled his eyes; he knew that Blaine had a perfectly fine alarm clock; Wes just loved to torture Blaine. "I'll knock next time...I promise."
"Sure you will." Kurt muttered as Wes began shoving Blaine awake.
"Wait!" Kurt hissed, before glancing at himself in the mirror, fixing his hair and adjusting his clothes. Before he realized what he had done, Wes' shit eating grin was already slapped across his face. "What?" Kurt snapped, pretending that he hadn't primped himself for Blaine.
"Nothing." Wes grinned before asking permission to wake up Blaine. Kurt nodded once and watched in amusement as Wes began to wake the bear.
"BLAINE!" Wes bellowed and harshly shoved the lump under the blankets. Blaine shot out of bed, and glared Wes. Kurt hated how good Blaine looked in the morning. His curly hair, normally parted on the side was loosely covering his head, and it looked sexy...Kurt mentally reminded himself that friends, don't tell friends how sexy they look.
"You are the last person I want to see in the morning." Blaine mumbled sleepily before pulling a pillow over his face and falling back into his bed. Kurt took a seat on his bed to watch the show, as Wes climbed onto Blaine's bed and began jumping. "I hate you so much, Wesley." Blaine whined before swinging his legs under Wes' feet, knocking the jumping boy down and landing on his ass. Kurt covered his mouth and began to laugh. Blaine looked over at the giggling boy and smiled, "Didn't see you there. Good morning, Kurt."
"Why does he get such a nice greeting?" Wes whined from the floor, as he rubbed where he landed.
"Because I don't hate Kurt." Blaine smiled, and gave Kurt a little wink.
"Yea...you definitely don't hate each other." Wes commented before standing up off the ground. "Now hurry up and get dressed, I'm starving." Blaine obviously agreed as he jumped out of bed and into the shower.
After about five minutes, Wes began to complain. "He'd better hurry up...I might starve."
"Honestly, the more you complain about your hunger...the less I care." Kurt stated as he began to pack up his school bag.
"Well we can either talk about that or I'll start talking about how you were totally staring at..." Wes mocked, not stopping even when Blaine stepped out of the bathroom.
"Okay...waffles or pancakes?" Kurt jumped on what Wes was about to say, his face was on fire.
"Thought so..." Wes grinned, as he locked eyes with Kurt, then nodded his head in Blaine's direction and winked. Kurt had been so worried about what Wes would say; he hadn't noticed that Blaine was just wearing a towel. Luckily, the tenor's back was turned to him, so he didn't see the open mouth stare he was getting from Kurt.
"What about you, Kurt? Want some sausage?" Kurt tore his eyes away from Blaine's half naked body and turned to Wes, and if looks could kill, Wes would be six feet under. The older boy obviously found this funny. "Blaine...Kurt and I are going to get a table...we'll see you downstairs." Wes took the countertenor by the arm and pulled him out of the room. Once out of the room, Kurt gave Wesley a quick punch in the arm.
"Jerk!" He hissed, clutching his bag and picking up his pace. Wes jogged up beside him.
"Aw...don't be mad, Hummel." Wes was rubbing the spot on his arm where Kurt had hit...it made Kurt feel slightly better. "I'm just trying to grease the wheels between the two of you."
"How? By making me die of embarrassment?" Kurt groaned. "Look...you've obviously realized I have a crush on Blaine...but I'm asking you as my friend...Please don't make this any harder for me than it has to be." Kurt stopped walking, as he looked at his new friend with pleading eyes. Wes opened his mouth to say something, but decided against it and closed it. Kurt mouthed a thank you, and the two continued on their way to the cafeteria.
"Wow, I'm loving that outfit, Blaine." Kurt grinned, as Blaine, who chose the red sweater vest, sat down at the table. "It's so innovative." Blaine didn't smile though. "Everything okay?"
"They didn't have any Captain Crunch." Blaine whined as he placed his tray on the table. A bowl of fresh fruit sat in the middle of it. Blaine was a creature of regularity. Every day for breakfast he had a little cereal box full of Captain Crunch, the kind you got when you were in kindergarten.
"Maybe that's the universe telling you not to put that crap in your body." Kurt said, having another spoon of yogurt, before reaching his hand into his bag.
"My whole day is going to be ruined." Blaine muttered overdramatically, as he picked at a bowl of fruit.
"Or maybe I'm just so awesome that I saw there was only one box left..." Kurt placed a tiny box of cereal on the table. "And grabbed it for you." Blaine's eyes lit up.
"Kurt Hummel, I could kiss you right now." Blaine exclaimed, standing up from the table. Kurt felt his heart stop. "But I have a hot date with the Captain." And Kurt's face fell as Blaine turned back to the lunch line, in order to get his milk and bowl. Kurt could hear Wes' laughing slightly; he had obviously seen Kurt's overreaction.
"Not a word." Kurt warned, and Wes snapped his mouth shut.
But there's a fine, fine line between love
And a waste of your time.
I have an idea for the next few chapters, that involve a little duet that will be performed on the show soon...Is it moving to slow for you guys? I have a pretty awesome chapter coming up(that I'm sure you'll all be excited for)...Let me know what you guys want to see, any criticism...anything...Reviews are like no calorie food for my soul.