Kurt fell back against the wall opposite the door to Blaine's office. His foot tapping restlessly on the floor, his eyes feeling dry and sore.
-Why did Blaine turn like that last night? He must be in denial about being gay –but it all seemed to flow so naturally to him? There was no
hesitation -or did I just not notice it?
"What are you doing here?"
Kurt stood to attention as he saw Blaine at the office door giving him a hard stare.
-Fuck, you still look beautiful...
"I needed to give you your keys." Kurt stuttered, as he held them up to show him. "I locked up after you left last night."
-Why did you run off last night?
-Please don't tell me you regret what happened, please tell me it meant something...
Blaine, who had dark circles under his eyes and a hand resting on his stomach, slowly walked up to Kurt.
"I'm sorry for last night." Blaine stifled out through his tight, dry throat. "It shouldn't have happened. I don't know why it did, but I'd rather we didn't discuss it again." -I can't stop thinking about last night Kurt. But how can I feel like this about a man? How did I give in to you so easily?
"Ok." Kurt nodded, noticing the usual shine in Blaine's eyes had dulled. "But can I speak to you privately in your office for a moment?"
-I'm not giving up that easily.
Blaine's eyes widened and his mouth fell open slightly.
"Oh. Ok. Sure." -What does he want?
Blaine turned around to unlock the door and motioned for Kurt to go ahead.
As soon as Blaine shut the door Kurt's heart jumped.
-Just ask him. Do it.
"Last night." Kurt's voice was shaky, stripped of its usual composure. "I know it meant something to you."
Blaine shook his head before glancing down at his feet, his hand rubbing the back of his neck.
"Look, I know you're not ready to come out or anything, but –"
"I'm not gay Kurt!" Blaine exclaimed, jerking his head up to stare at Kurt. "What happened was a mistake, it was nothing. Nothing."
"Who are you trying to convince?" Kurt chortled. "You loved what I was doing to you last night –you were even calling my name for fuck sake."
Blaine diverted his gaze as his cheeks reddened.
"Leave me alone Kurt." He mumbled, before going over to his desk and throwing his cigarettes, lighter and mobile onto it. He let out a loud sigh as he roughly scraped his fingers through his hair.
"Sorry Blaine." Kurt said with a softened tone.
He slowly came up behind Blaine. He gently placed his hands on Blaine's shoulders as he spoke quietly in his ear. "I get that this is a lot to deal with."
Blaine's body tensed before spinning around, forcing Kurt to take a step back.
"No Kurt, I know what you're trying to do!" Blaine's lips were revealing the straight sharp teeth beneath them, and his hands had curled into fists. "Just piss off ok, leave me the fuck alone! I don't need this shit."
"Why do you keep turning like this?" Kurt spat back, his eyes narrowing. "How long do you think you can keep this up for eh? Even if I leave you alone, you'll soon find yourself here with someone else, so why not stop dragging out the inevitable?"
Blaine charged past Kurt before swinging the office door open.
"Thank you for your time Kurt, but I have a lot to do this morning." His tone tight and cocky.
Kurt stared at Blaine for a few moments, allowing the tension in his limbs to ease a little.
He shook his head before leaving the room, jumping as the door was slammed shut behind him.
-What the fuck? Why is he being such a prick about this?
Blaine backed up into the door, his head falling into his hands as he burst into tears.
-What the fuck have I gotten myself into?
-I cheated on Nina –I fucking cheated! How could I do this to her?
-And with a man!
-Why am I so drawn to him? Why can't I just dismiss this, like the last time?
Blaine rubbed his face of any moisture, and rushed over to his desk to grab his cigs and lighter.
- I need to get a fucking grip. - Last night meant nothing. It was nothing. I just need to push it out of my mind and focus on getting me and Nina back on track.
Kurt stormed back to his office.
"Fuck!" He groaned, as he kicked the little plastic bin beside his desk.
-Why can't he just admit last night meant something to him? He clearly wanted me; he never said no, never told me to stop.
Kurt sat down, thumping the top of his desk as he did so.
-Geez, why am I so wound up by this?
-I barely know the guy!
-Fuck working with him on that project, I can't be doing with this grief either.
Blaine sat sombrely at his desk, his head in his hands as he sighed to himself.
-I need to go talk to Kurt. I can't leave things like this.
-It's 4 o `clock and he still hasn't come to see me –not even to discuss the project we're supposed to be doing together.
Blaine's eyes were sore, and he couldn't shake off the jittery feeling in his legs.
He was sure he could still smell Kurt's cologne in the air; inhaling deeply when the scent caught his nose.
He checked his mobile, his stomach stirring painfully when he saw he had a text from Nina.
`Hey, sorry for this morning babe. I'll make it up to you. Love you loads xxx'
He swallowed hard, trying to rid the lump in his throat as he put his phone in his pocket.
Blaine didn't want to go home, he couldn't face Nina; the idea of putting up a false façade, to hide the pain of missing Kurt, made him feel sick and breathless.
-Fuck it, I'm gonna work late. Blaine picked up his work phone off the desk. Despite his arms becoming prickly with sweat, and his mouth feeling dry and tight, he dialled the number for Kurt's office.
"Yep." Kurt answered the phone bluntly, throwing Blaine off guard.
"Oh. Hi. Sorry. It's me, Blaine."
"I know." Kurt continued in his sharp tone. "Your number showed up."
Blaine's cheeks were burning, his forehead now feeling tickly with sweat.
"Sorry. I d-didn't think."
"What did you want?"
"Erm. I'm just staying late. Again. To work on the delegations. Was wondering if you wanted to, well, join me?" Blaine said quietly.
-Please, I need to see you...
His heart sank when he heard Kurt sigh.
"Sorry. It doesn't matter." Blaine's voice beginning to crack. "I can manage it alone –"
"No it's fine." Kurt cut in. "I'll come at 5, is that alright?"
Blaine's heart jumped into his throat.
"Erm, yeah, that'd be great!"
"Ok. See you then." Kurt then quickly hung up, sending doubts into Blaine's mind.
-Does he actually want to see me? Or does he just want to get on with our project?
Blaine quickly got to his feet, stumbling as he caught his ankle underneath the chair. He darted out the room and into the toilets.
He wet his fingers under the tap before brushing them through his hair; attempting to freshen it up and make it look like he'd made an effort with it.
He then washed his face with cold water; hoping the refreshing splash of it against his skin would diminish the dark bags under his eyes from the lack of sleep.
Studying himself in the mirror, Blaine then unfastened the first few buttons of his shirt to reveal a bit of his chest.
"That'll do." He said as he exhaled deeply, before hurrying back to his office.
As Blaine sat down, tapping his fingernails impatiently on the desk, he couldn't stop reliving last night. The feel of Kurt's hands on his body, the kissing, and the soft murmuring in his ear.
-I need to feel that again, no-one's made me feel that good before...
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