Kurt was awakened suddenly the next morning, and was immediately aware of a heavy weight pressing down on his sternum. He glanced down to see Blaine's head resting there, his face buried into Kurt's chest. Kurt heard him release a moan, and quickly realised that it was this that had woken him.
As Blaine moaned once again, Kurt felt it more than he heard it. It reverberated throughout his body, although the sensation seemed to spread mostly to one area. He was already half-hard. As this continued, Kurt tried to subtly rearrange his sleeping bag in an attempt to hide the tenting that he was sure would be obvious.
When Blaine moaned the next time, Kurt was sure it was a mumbled word. He bent his head closer to Blaine's, trying to hear what it was he was saying. But there was really no need, because the next moan was a loud 'Kurt!' As he realised that Blaine was dreaming about him, Kurt found himself suddenly, painfully hard.
Blaine shifted in his sleep, moving closer to Kurt so his whole body was pressed against his side. Kurt gasped in shock; the entirety of Blaine's length was pushed firmly into his thigh. Kurt couldn't believe how big Blaine felt against him, and, as Blaine continued to moan, he really wasn't sure how much more he could take.
At about this moment, Kurt heard a rustling from the other mattress, a sign that the other two were now awake. He quickly feigned sleep, not wanting to make this moment any more awkward than it would already be. He wasn't a moment too soon, as Wes, having realised what was going on, was hurrying to wake Blaine up.
Blaine, when he eventually realised what had happened, was intensely embarrassed. He hurried out of the tent, muttering about a cold shower, while Wes catcalled after him. Kurt remained lying there, waiting for the moment to reawaken, while willing his body to calm down. As he did this, he found himself thinking. Last night, he had begun to think that maybe he should just be a friend, since that was what Blaine seemed to need. But now, having been through that experience and discovering that Blaine was – at least subconsciously – attracted to him, Kurt knew there was no way that he could settle for just friendship.
Xxx
After breakfast, David and Mercedes were heading out, leaving the campsite behind for the day, having decided that they needed to go on an official date.
As he watched them go, Kurt noticed Blaine approaching him and groaned inwardly. After this morning's activities, there was no way he'd be able to look Blaine in the eye.
'Hey Kurt,' Blaine greeted enthusiastically, his memory apparently washed clean, 'me and Wes were gonna go explore the walking tracks. I was wondering if you wanted to come.'
Kurt blanched momentarily, a direct result of his one track mind. 'N-no thanks,' he managed to answer, 'I'm really not a fan of aimless wandering.' Seeing Blaine's look of disappointment he hurried to continue, 'But maybe we could hang out later?'
As Blaine and Wes left, Kurt sat there for several minutes in an attempt to regain his composure. Having achieved this, he looked around, spotting Trent hanging with a bunch of people in the veranda of the other Warblers' tent. He hurried over, in desperate need of a distraction.
As he reached the group, he heard a voice hissing at him from a corner, 'Rachel's not with you, is she?'
Kurt peered at the figure huddled there, trying to figure out who it was. 'Thad! What are you doing hiding away?'
'I'm avoiding Rachel,' he explained. 'I'm not sure if you've noticed, been she's been all over me.' Kurt nodded in agreement, as Thad thought for a moment. 'Actually, I guess I'm hiding from Finn as well. He seems to think I actually have something going on with Rachel. And that guy's freakishly tall. He could probably snap me in two.'
Kurt patted Thad on the shoulder reassuringly, before finding a seat next to Trent. As Trent turned to him, smiling in greeting, Kurt couldn't help but remark. 'Well aren't you Mr Popular? How'd you get yourself such a nice little posse?'
Trent laughed, surveying the group, before answering. 'Well, Thad's hiding from the she-monster as you already know. Quinn is my newly appointed amazing hag.' Kurt laughed; they seemed perfect for each other. 'Jeff is pursuing said hag, even though she's told him that she's sworn off dating, after certain events,' Trent lowered his voice to a conspiratorial whisper at this. 'And Nick has suddenly, inexplicably become attached to Jeff's hip, so, of course, he's here as well.'
Kurt had noticed that Jeff and Nick had been spending a lot of time together, even when they were hanging with the New Directions guys as well. Kurt had just assumed that they were best mates, but from what Trent had said, it didn't appear to be the case. 'Were they not friends before camp?' he asked.
'Yea, they were,' Trent hastened to explain. 'Kind of. Well, they'd hang out with groups of Warblers. But I don't think they'd spent all that much time together before. So this camp is kinda like some epic bromance.'
'So they're well on their way to becoming the next Wes and David?' Kurt asked, a smile playing across his features.
Trent sent him a death glare. 'I hope not,' he mumbled. 'One Wes and David is more than enough for everyone.'
Xxx
By the time lunch was ready, Wes and Blaine had returned from their adventures. Blaine came bounding over to Kurt, full of excitement. 'You have to come back with us after lunch, we found the coolest lake.'
Kurt laughed at him, unable to resist teasing. 'I think everyone's found the lake, Blaine.'
'No, no, it's a different one,' Blaine insisted, having completely missed the tone Kurt used. As Blaine explained animatedly, Kurt thought it through. Sure, he hadn't been keen to go this morning, but now that they had a destination in mind, it shouldn't be so bad. Besides, that had partially just been an excuse to avoid Blaine anyway. But now Kurt wasn't feeling quite so awkward, and he realised he actually wanted to spend time with Blaine.
After lunch they set out, with Blaine momentarily disappointed that no one else wanted to see his discovery. Kurt, having seen Wes winking at everyone, had suspicions that wasn't the real reason that no one else would go.
As they walked, the two of them talked, discussing anything and everything. They discovered that they had many shared interests. Blaine explained what it was like attending Dalton. They compared their Regionals experiences. They created plans about one day living in New York. They talked the whole way, and as each minute passed, Kurt felt himself falling further and further for Blaine.
Kurt was surprised at how quickly they reached the lake. As they emerged from the trees, catching their first sight of the lake, he was momentarily stunned into silence. 'It's beautiful,' he breathed. And it was; the water clearly reflecting the image of trees that came right to the water's edge, a hill – or was it a mountain? – rising up in the background.
Blaine grabbed his hand, pulling Kurt along as he rushed to the edge of the lake. As Blaine came to a stop, Kurt nearly crashed into him, but Blaine put an arm out, around his waist, to steady him.
'Look,' Blaine said, pointing with his free hand, 'we can even see our own reflections.'
Kurt peered cautiously over the edge, Blaine's arm still holding him steady. He could indeed see their reflections, although they were both a bit blurry. He glanced at himself momentarily, but felt his eyes being drawn to Blaine's reflection and the smile gracing his face. 'It truly is beautiful,' he murmured.
'It's gorgeous,' Blaine agreed. Kurt looked up, surprised, before freezing in place. Their faces were so close; he could feel Blaine's breath ghosting across his face in soft puffs. His eyes were locked with Blaine's, and he couldn't look away. Suddenly, he became aware that Blaine was leaning towards him. Gently, their lips connected in a soft, chaste kiss. Kurt placed his free hand over Blaine's cheek, letting it hover there, never quite touching. Slowly they pulled away, the amazement and wonder evident in both their eyes. Kurt's hand now gripped Blaine's shoulder; both Blaine's arms were around Kurt's waist.
Blaine was the first to speak. 'I'm sorry. I know we haven't known each other long, but you're just so beautiful and amazing. I really like you Kurt.' Blaine's voice got softer towards the end, his courage leaving him.
Kurt squeezed his shoulder. 'Don't apologise Blaine. I really like you too. And it feels like we've known each other for a lot longer than we have, just because camp feels super long. So really, Blaine, don't apologise.'
This time it was Kurt who leant in first, capturing Blaine's lips with his own. Blaine responded eagerly, and this kiss was more passionate. Kurt wrapped a hand around the back of Blaine's neck, tangling his fingers in the loose curls there. Blaine let out a soft moan, opening his mouth slightly, and Kurt deepened the kiss. His tongue entered Blaine's mouth, experimentally at first, exploring the area gently before battling for dominance with Blaine's tongue.
Eventually they pulled away, out of breath. They leaned their foreheads together, trying to compose themselves. Suddenly, Blaine was shy again, stammering as he started to speak. 'S-s-so Kurt? W-will you – will you be my boyfriend?'
Gently, Kurt pecked Blaine's kiss-swollen lips. 'Of course I will.'
Sometime later, they decided it was time to head back to camp. The return journey was much slower, the two of them taking time to savour each other's presence.
Eventually they arrived back at camp, their arms around one another, conversing quietly. There was an uproar as everyone spotted them; whistles and catcalls and shouted questions. Kurt spotted David handing Wes a handful of bills. And suddenly Mercedes was rushing towards them, engulfing both Kurt and Blaine in a hug.
As everyone gathered for dinner, Kurt and Blaine were the clear centre of attention, much to Blaine's discomfort.
Xxx
It was quite a novelty that night, Kurt thought, as he snuggled into his sleeping bag. He could actually cuddle up to Blaine tonight, instead of just watching his turned back longingly.
Blaine swarmed into his space, arm held out at an awkward angle as he tried to work out the best way to cuddle Kurt. Eventually, he let his arm fall back to his side. Leaning forward, he gave Kurt a quick kiss before whispering, 'Do you want to be little spoon?'
Kurt quickly complied, rolling over with his back to Blaine. He felt the warmth of Blaine's presence as he scooted forwards and protectively wrapped his arm around Kurt's waist. As he felt himself drift off to sleep, Kurt couldn't help but think how nice it felt to be held, how nice it felt to have someone who truly cared for him.
Hope you guys are all enjoying this fic, and this latest chapter. I just wanted to thank everyone who has followed or favourited this story, it means so much to me. And a big thank you to everyone who reviews, it's super exciting and makes me feels special, especially those people who have reviewed every chapter. So thank you!
Tomorrow is their last full day at camp, so of course, we all know that Puck's gonna find some alcohol. Three more chapters to go!