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Blaine really hadn't meant to. It had been an accident. Of course, he'd intended to, maybe in a few weeks, but not now and not the way that it happened.
He'd crashed his car into a pole, like an idiot. And the reason? He'd been too busy singing along to the Wicked Soundtrack with Rachel. Her high pitched scream was more than enough punishment for Blaine's actions however he still needed to get his car fixed and pay for the damage too. Rachel had assured him it wouldn't be that much, especially if he went to Kurt's Dad's garage.
So that's why, on a Wednesday afternoon, Blaine found himself at Hummel Tires and Lube. He walked in sheepishly, wondering if Kurt would be working today, when Burt hollered a 'I'll be with you in a minute.' The butterflies at the thought of seeing Kurt subsided somewhat as he took a seat, waiting for Burt to join him.
"Hi, Blaine, how ya doing?" Burt asked, clapping him on the shoulder.
Kurt's ears pricked up at the name his father had just said and he quickly ducked underneath the car he'd been working on. Now was definitely not a good time for Blaine to see him. His hair was ruffled, grease streaks covered his overalls and, he was pretty sure, his face too. All chances he had with Blaine would be gone in a second if the boy were to see him now.
Unfortunately, Burt seemed to think otherwise as he walked Blaine straight to where Kurt was working.
"Kurt, Blaine's here," Burt said, hitting the side of the car, "His car's banged up pretty bad. Could do with your help."
And with that, Burt left, not even offering Kurt the chance to decline to help Blaine. Not that he would, then he'd seem rude. Also the thought of more chatter with Blaine did make his heart beat just a little faster.
"Ahh, Kurt?" Blaine asked hesitantly, peering underneath the car until his eyes met Kurt's.
"Right, sorry," Kurt answered, sliding out from where he'd been lying.
Once he was standing upright, Blaine had a chance to appreciate Kurt's appearance in full. He hadn't been joking when he'd said he owned designer overalls. The ones Kurt wore, despite the grease stains, were much nicer than Burt's. His usually styled-to-perfection hair lay loose, messy but very cute. Like always, Blaine found it difficult to not just gaze at the boy in front of him. He was just so damn attractive.
"So," Kurt said, pulling Blaine's focus away from his appearance, "What happened?"
Avoiding Kurt's eyes, Blaine replied quietly. "I hit a pole."
"You hit a pole?" Kurt repeated, trying to hide his amusement.
Blaine nodded, a smile on his lips too. "Well more like it hit me." Kurt just rolled his eyes and raised an eyebrow. "Yes, okay, go ahead, make fun of my terrible driving skills."
Kurt shook his head, his smile still present. "I would do no such thing. However I was wondering if you did it on purpose."
Blaine almost spluttered at Kurt's words. How did he know? How had he figured out that Blaine intended to crash intentionally just so he could bring his car in and see Kurt? Was he that obvious? Probably, not that being obvious had ever been an issue before considering the blatant flirting Kurt was subjected to frequently.
"No, of course not," Blaine said immediately, "I mean I considered doing it on purpose but- "
Blaine shut his mouth instantly and his eyes widened as he realised what he'd just admitted.
Arching an eyebrow, Kurt smirked. "You considered crashing your car on purpose?"
Blaine shook his head resolutely, wishing so badly he could take back the words that had just left his mouth. "Nope, no."
Kurt chuckled. "I could've sworn that's what you said."
"You must've misheard." Blaine could feel his cheeks growing warm as Kurt continued to look at him, amusement clear in his stare.
"But why would you do it on purpose?" Kurt asked, feigning deep thought. "I mean, unless you wanted an excuse to see yours truly."
And now Blaine's blush could not have been more pronounced as he bit his lip, wishing the ground would swallow him whole.
"You are clearly mistaken," Blaine said through clenched teeth, "As I don't need an excuse to see you. Last week I believe you gave me permission to be at your house whenever I want so who looks stupid now?"
Kurt just laughed and shook his head. "Alright, whatever you say," he allowed, walking over to Blaine's car and beginning to inspect the damage. "If it wasn't on purpose then how did you crash it? Just bad driving?" he teased.
"I got distracted." Blaine ducked his head and mumbled, "Rach and I were singing 'Defying Gravity'."
A grin instantly spread across Kurt's face at this news. "Defying Gravity?" he repeated incredulously, "You're a Wicked fan?"
Blaine nodded. "Yes, I am. With Rachel in the house you pretty much have to be."
Seriously, was this guy just aiming to be perfect? Kurt wondered as he grinned at this new information. 'Cause he's succeeding pretty well.
"So I'm guessing you've seen it live?" Kurt asked excitedly, always eager to discuss his favourite musical.
Blaine nodded and smiled as he recounted the last time he'd seen the show. "Rachel's dragged me to it no less than four times. By the second time I realised I was in love with it."
"Wow," Kurt said, genuinely impressed, "I've only been twice but it's my favourite musical ever."
An idea then occurred to Blaine, placing a smile on his face. "I'm thinking of getting Rach tickets for her eighteenth, maybe I could score an extra one and you could come with?" Blaine suggested, knowing he'd enjoy the outing a hundred times more if Kurt was by his side. He could just imagine the boy's face lit up in delight as he watched his favourite show. It may've sounded obsessive but Blaine would give anything to see Kurt that happy.
Pleasantly surprised at the offer but keen nonetheless, Kurt beamed at Blaine. "I'd really like that!"
"Awesome, I'll see what I can do," Blaine replied, looking forward to Rachel's eighteenth already.
Kurt then snuck a glance at Blaine who was sneaking a glance at him and their eyes locked. As per usual Blaine held Kurt's gaze until the taller boy looked away, face reddening but a smile threatening at his lips.
Remembering that this wasn't just some catch up and flirting session with Blaine, that he actually had a job to do, Kurt surveyed Blaine's car again before turning back to face him. "Alright, so it's pretty simple what we need to do to fix-"
"Agnes," Blaine cut in, a goofy grin on his face. "Her name is Agnes."
"You named your car?" Kurt asked, eyebrow raised. The thought of another thing to tease Blaine about thrilled him. He'd recently discovered teasing Blaine was one of his favourite things to do.
"Yep," Blaine replied with no shame, "Haven't you?"
Kurt shook his head, still smirking. "No…because that would be weird."
"It's not weird," Blaine insisted, "It's quite normal. And your poor car must feel so neglected; nameless and unloved."
"Hey, I love my car," Kurt said immediately, becoming defensive. "Just because I'm not insane and don't name inanimate objects doesn't mean I love it any less."
"I think you should name your car," Blaine urged, still with that silly smile. He loved arguing with Kurt. Only play-fighting of course, he imagined being in a real fight with Kurt would be terrifying. His biting wit and sass would surely cut Blaine like a knife. Still, he had to admit he'd like to see Kurt riled up one day. Just preferably not directed at him.
Kurt considered Blaine's suggestion for about a second before shaking his head. "No, I think I'm right thanks."
"Fine, but next time I see your car it's getting itself a name!" Blaine stated confidently, ignoring Kurt's eye roll.
"Anyway," Kurt continued, dragging out the word to exaggerate how much he wanted to move on from this ridiculous topic, "All we need to do to fix Agnes," Blaine grinned from ear to ear, "Is order in a new bumper and fit it and it'll be as good as new."
"Awesome! How long will that take?" Blaine asked, already going over alternative ways of transport in his head.
Kurt considered this for a moment, unconsciously biting his lip. His eyebrows furrowed in the most adorable way as he thought and Blaine wanted, now more than ever, to tell Kurt just how cute he was. Of course, he refrained and was torn back to reality by Kurt's voice moments later.
"Well, usually about a fortnight or so. But I'll try and get it done by next week."
"Special treatment?" Blaine asked cheekily and Kurt grinned.
"Well, you are one of those very special," Kurt said the word like it was a bad thing, "customers."
Blaine took this as a compliment and shrugged. "Can't help that I'm exceptional when compared to others."
Kurt just rolled his eyes and pressed his lips tight together to stop from smiling.
"Look, all jokes aside, this is really nice of you to hurry fixing my car," Blaine said honestly, "Did you maybe wanna grab some lunch, like as a thank-you?"
Kurt almost stopped breathing. There it was. It may not have been a date but it was still Blaine offering to catch up, just the two of them. And God, Kurt wanted to say yes, but-
"I can't," Kurt said sadly, "I'm working 'til 7."
Blaine's face fell slightly and Kurt hastened to continue.
"But it's already 5," he reminded Blaine, "Hardly time for lunch. How about I get a rain check? We could do lunch once I fix your car?" Kurt suggested.
A smile lit up Blaine's face immediately and he nodded enthusiastically. "Sounds great."
Their eyes locked once again for an intense moment and both exchanged a smile before Kurt quickly looked away and spoke to relieve the tension.
"Well, I can't really do much on your car 'til I order in the parts."
"That's fine," Blaine replied happily, "Thank-you so much for helping me out."
Kurt smiled. "No problem."
Silence.
There was so much Blaine wanted to say. He wanted to ask Kurt if he'd still go out to lunch if he knew it was a date. He wished he had the guts to ask if Kurt would mind him hanging around the garage until 7 so they could chat whilst he worked. He wanted to tell Kurt that despite the fact that he had grease on his face and his hair was far from perfect, he still looked beautiful. But instead of saying any of those things, Blaine apologised and said he had to get home.
"You know Rachel, she's waiting outside to take me home and she'll bitch at me if I take too long," Blaine said, beginning to retreat already. "And the bitching is too much pain to risk!"
A chuckle escaped Kurt's lips as he nodded his understanding.
"I'll see you sometime soon," Kurt said hopefully with a smile.
"Yeah," Blaine paused, looking as if he'd remembered something, "I believe Rach was planning another sleepover at ours this Saturday night."
Well, that was new. She hadn't mentioned anything to Kurt about that yet but then again she'd been pretty distracted with preparing for the solo she had performed in glee club today.
Kurt had to say his stomach did a bit of a gymnastics routine at the thought of seeing Blaine again so soon. And maybe they could have another early morning chat…
"Well in that case, seeya at 7am the next morning?" Kurt asked with a grin.
"7 it is."
Blaine smiled once more and waved his cute little wave before leaving the garage.
Blissful and buoyant, Kurt sank to the ground and sighed dreamily. Man, was he falling deep.
Burt waltzed over to his son and smiled at Kurt's dazed expression. "Told ya he likes you," he stated before leaving Kurt to daydream.
AN: So I know nothing about cars, I hope what I wrote made sense and wasn't completely wrong :S
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