Disclaimer – I do not own any of the characters or anything in this story apart from the storyline after Karofsky arrives. Sure, I wish I did because that would just be awesome, but I don't so that's that.
Kurt and Blaine go out to Scandals in TFT with Sebastian. My twist on what happens there. Basically Kurt and Karofsky have a heart to heart and Blaine gets jealous. One sided Kurtofsky and Seblaine but I am a Klaine-shipper, deal with it.
It fits with the storyline of the episode until Kurt and Karofsky start talking which is where my artistic licence kicks in.
The POV is a bit jumpy at times, with parts written from Karofsky or Sebastian's points of view, but in general it's Kurt, Blaine, Kurt, Blaine etc.
Can't promise that I'll update it because I'm not very good at getting inspiration or getting around to finishing something so I'll post it as finished and if I ever write more I'll just add it on.
Ooh, the aftermath of the night out… Dramatic! Haha, this is the last chapter I've written so far so I might not post another one after. I guess if you enjoyed the story o far you'll just have to wait and see, but I don't want to promise anything because of what I explained above. Anyway, thank you for reading this far at least.
Gay Bar Superstar
Chapter Four - Blaine
The first thing that Blaine was aware of when he awoke from his slumber was the most agonizing pain he'd ever encountered throbbing away in his skull. He furrowed his brow sleepily without opening his eyes and regretted it as the pain intensified for a moment. He let out a soft groan and tried to roll over, which made him aware of something else.
There was something very warm curled around his body. He thought for a moment, before giving up and snuggling into the warm thing. He then realised that this warm thing was moving. Slowly but surely, it was breathing. This realisation made Blaine freeze; he was in bed with somebody.
Oh god, oh god, oh god, he was spooning someone. His heart stopped for a moment, and he quickly opened one eye, hoping for the life in him that it wasn't a blonde that he saw. He couldn't remember anything from last night, which meant he'd gotten drunk enough that Sebastian could have done anything to him.
This worry was soon quelled when a flash of auburn met his eye. He let out a deep sigh of relief, flinching when this small action echoed around his head, before snuggling deeper into Kurt's embrace… Which is when a new panic shot into his head, had he and Kurt… done it, last night? Oh god, what if Blaine had pushed him, what if he'd hurt him? He opened his eye again and was relieved to realise that they were both fully dressed. Thank god for that, he'd never forgive himself if he'd have hurt Kurt.
It was then that Kurt decided to roll over, quietly mumbling something in his sleep and wrapping his arms around Blaine's waist. Blaine smiled contently, burying his face into Kurt's hair.
He lay like that for a while, before deciding that he really needed a drink of water. He pulled away, untangling his and Kurt's limbs, and moved to press a kiss onto Kurt's forehead but froze in his path, for on Kurt's right cheek was a bright red, scabbed over cut that contrasted cruelly against his snowy skin. Oh god did Blaine do that? He stayed like that, staring in horror for a minute or so, until Kurt sleepily blinked and mumbled Blaine's name reaching for a cuddle and a 'good morning' from his boyfriend. But Blaine just backed away, mouth agape in horror at the small-ish cut on his boyfriend's cheek.
Kurt looked up confused, and tried again, but this time Blaine leapt off the bed and backed away even more. Lazily, Kurt sat up and yawned, sending him a confused, sleepy glare.
"Wassup with you?" he mumbled, sleep slurring his words.
"Oh god, Kurt please tell me… I just… I didn't hurt you did I? Oh god, please tell me I didn't, I am so freaking sorry!" Blaine whispered, Kurt's playful glare morphed into deeper confusion.
"What the hell are you talking about, Blaine?"
"What happened last night? Please tell me I didn't… Oh Kurt, I am so sorry! I'll never drink again as long as I live!" Blaine sobbed. Kurt leapt out of bed and over to Blaine, pulling him into a hug and comforting him.
"Oh sweetie, I have absolutely no idea what happened to make you so upset like this. Shh… calm down, you didn't do anything wrong last night, I promise. You just got too drunk and I brought you home." Blaine wept pathetically into the taller boys shoulder, clinging on for dear life.
"I just… how did you get that cut on your cheek?" he mumbled into Kurt's shirt. Kurt stiffened for a moment before relaxing and stroking Blaine's wild, ungelled hair.
"That wasn't you sweetie, that was somebody else."
"Who?" Kurt paused, not sure whether to tell Blaine or not, he settled on the truth, they were always brutally honest to each other.
"It was Sebastian. We got into a little fight, don't worry though, I socked him right on the end of his ferrety little nose." He paused for a moment again, and decided to tell Blaine everything that happened, if he wanted to hear it, that was.
"Last night was very eventful. Do you want me to tell you what happened, I hate that you don't know, it seems unfair for me to keep it from you, you deserve to know," Blaine nodded, sitting up and wiping his eyes before grabbing hold of Kurt's silky soft hands and pulling him into his lap, Kurt melted into the embrace and rested his head against Blaine's collarbone, allowing Blaine to rest his chin on the top of his head. He took his hands out of Blaine's and took them in his own, idly playing with his boyfriend's fingers.
"It's a long story, are you sure?"
"I'm sure you can give me a detailed enough and yet significantly shorter version?" Blaine whispered into Kurt's hair, tightening his arms around his boyfriend's form. Kurt chuckled and began the story.
"It was okay at first, we went to the club and Sebastian commandeered you, so I was alone at the bar watching you dance. You were already a little tipsy so I didn't say anything because I didn't want to ruin your night. And then somebody sat near me, it was Karofsky." Blaine's arms tightened again, but this time protectively.
"He didn't hurt you did he… Oh god and I didn't help you did I?"
"Shh… no, he didn't hurt me. He apologised and told me ha came out to his parents. We were having a nice conversation, he was very sincere, honestly, he feels terrible. Anyway he bought me a drink and we were getting along, obviously you thought we were getting along a little too much because then you arrived in all your jealous glory. You were drunk out of your face and started mouthing off. I got a little angry because after all, you'd been dancing with another guy all night and I wasn't even allowed to talk to an old acquaintance." Blaine opened his mouth to apologise but Kurt hushed him, "no, no I want angry, just upset, I was jealous too you know. Anyway, they you passed out and all hell broke loose because Sebastian was trying to give you CPR and je tried to punch me but David caught him," he pointed to the cut, "this is because David didn't get there quick enough to stop his little finger from ricocheting off of my cheek," he grimaced.
"That is going to be hell to moisturise. Anyway, that irritated me so I punched him in the face and he got mad and David scared him off and we brought you home." Kurt finished lamely, "but I'm glad you're okay, and that little weasel Sebastian was really getting to me. I hope you're not mad that I scared him off." He added, biting his lip and looking down, hoping that Blaine hadn't changed his mind. He felt Blaine's hand slip out of his flinched, but then it was relocated to his face and he leaned into the warmth.
"Mad? Are you kidding? The idea of you getting all possessive and jealous is kind of hot. And don't worry, I didn't really like him all that much either, he made me uncomfortable. But the next time I see him I am gonna give him a piece of my mind." Kurt sent him an enquiring look and Blaine chuckled, ignoring the throbbing in he head as he did so, "nobody leaves a mark on my boyfriend apart from me." He explained teasingly, before leaning in and pressing his lips to Kurt's. Kurt kissed back enthusiastically. They sat like this for a few minutes but eventually, they had to pull away for breath.
Blaine leant forward and rested his forehead against his boyfriends.
"I love you." He whispered, his lips ghosting over Kurt's. He felt them curve up into a smile as Kurt replied.
"Me too." Kurt said, pecking Blaine's lips teasingly, "Oh Gaga, I definitely love you too." They both chuckled softly, before their lips met again, this time not so gently, with more passion, both pouring all of their love and emotions and clinging to each other as if their lives depended on it.