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"Shut up Wes!" Kurt ground out as he sat behind the driver's seat. They were currently driving from Sandusky to Aurora but had yet to pull out of the parking lot. Blaine was currently returning the room keys while David was finishing putting the bags in the back.
"I just want to know if you guys kissed!" Wes exclaimed from the passenger seat.
"Who allowed you to ride shot gun?" he hissed, his pale finger's clenching the steering wheel tightly.
"I'll move so you can sit next to your boyfriend, just answer my question."
"Blaine is not my boyfriend!" he shrieked, smashing his hands down on the wheel. "Now leave me alone!"
At that exact moment Blaine had decided to walk out of the hotel and towards the car. David was making a cut throat notion to tell him to get away but Wes had already spotted him. "Blainey boy!" he smirked, bolting out of the car before Kurt could get his hands on him and tie him to the roof of the navigator.
"Wes, are you tormenting Kurt?" Blaine asked in a monotone as he looked at his red faced companion.
"No! He just started yelling and I was so scared!" Wes mock cried.
David sighed, sitting in the passenger seat as the other two were conversing a few yards away. "Sorry about him Kurt."
Kurt smiled slightly, shrugging his shoulders. "It's fine…I just…" he sighed, letting his head fall onto the wheel. "I don't want to rush into this. It's all so new! I mean, I've never even really touched a guy, let alone properly kissed one!"
"Except for Karofsky, and…now Blaine?"
"And Brittany."
David laughed. "Oh yeah, but that doesn't really count."
"I know."
"But since Blaine was your first proper kiss, it feels scary and new and you're still unsure." David finished.
Kurt looked up at him, raising his eyebrows. "Exactly!"
David smiled, "Want me to sit up with you?"
"Please?" Kurt smiled sheepishly.
Neither were really sure how it happened but they had suddenly become really good friends. David always seemed to know how Kurt was feeling and different ways to help him out. It was also good that he knew Blaine so well. "Everything's gonna be fine, Kurt."
The brunette smiled. "Thanks David."
"Anytime."
"Kurt, the cars sputtering."
"I know Wesley, just let me get off of the highway and I'll take a look at it." Kurt ground out, pulling off at the nearest exit and onto a side patch of road.
"Kurt, do you really think you're going to be able to fix the car?"
All three boys turned to face Wes in the backseat, Blaine held his head in his hands and David slunk back into his seat.
"And what is that supposed to mean, Wesley?"
"Just….you're so….feminine."
Kurt just glared daggers at the boy before reaching over David and opening the glove compartment and pulling out an older rag. He slammed the compartment closed and got out of the car, walking around and lifting the hood as a small stream of steam rose into the warm air.
Blaine, David, and Wes had all filed out of the car as Kurt worked under the hood, spending a few minutes under there before he came back out, a small smudge of grease across his cheek and on his hands. He sighed, wiping his bangs out of the way and getting a few more smudges on his forehead.
"It's the radiator. Can one of you grab me a water bottle?"
David nodded, going to get the bottled water.
"Why do you need water?" Wes asked.
Kurt ignored him as he wiped the grease from his forehead and Blaine turned to his friend.
"It's overheated." He sighed.
Kurt smiled at Blaine's knowledge as he leaned back against the car.
"Yeah, but how does Kurt know that?"
Kurt's fist clenched as he looked at the male beside him and had the impossible urge to smack him across the face. He took a step forward.
"Listen here, Wesley. Just because I am a gay boy with impeccable taste and an extensive knowledge of fashion, don't you dare think that I'm some weakling who doesn't know a fuel gage from a radiator." He snapped, glaring up at the taller male before turning and snatching the water bottle from David.
"And for your information I've been working on cars since I could hold a wrench. And not only that but I was kicker on the football team and won their first and only game that season. So I am one hundred percent male."
Wes stared for a moment, slinking back under Kurt's glare. "I'm…uh….gonna go wait in the car." He squeaked before turning and running to the backseat.
Kurt smiled to himself as he removed the radiator cap and poured in the water. "We should be all set." He spoke, wiping off his hands as he turned to face the other two.
"Something wrong?"
David smirked. "That was…."
"Hot."
Both boys turned to stare at Blaine for a moment before laughing. David shook his head. "I'll go talk to Wes." He smiled, walking to the car as Blaine stood with Kurt.
"So you think I'm hot when I'm pissed?"
"I kind of have the image of you bent over a car in a football jerseys stuck in my head."
Kurt stared at him for a moment and started laughing hysterically. "Oh Blaine." He giggled, pulling the male close to him.
Blaine smiled down at Kurt. "You have a little something."
"Oh, I've heard that line before." Kurt teased as Blaine wiped the grease from his cheek.
"I…uhm…the car…"
Kurt rolled his eyes. "Blaine, just kiss me." He smirked.
Blaine smiled to himself before pulling Kurt into a sweet, chaste kiss.
"Guess we should get back in the car before Wes starts crying from your scolding."
Kurt smirked, turning and slamming down the hood.
"Aurora or bust."
Blaine smirked, pulling him close once more and into a chaste kiss.
"Aurora or bust." He smiled before the two jumped apart at the loud honking of the horn in front of them.
Kurt turned to glare at the boy through the windshield.
"Wesley Hamilton you are so dead!"
