Chapter 7

Kurt thought it was cute, Blaine fumbling around in his pockets for the keys to the house, but refusing to make an inch of space between them at the same time, which only made his task harder. Kurt had to smile because of it, but if Blaine didn't want to let go, then Kurt wouldn't either.

Kurt followed Blaine through the front door, nerves twisting his stomach into knots but excitement melting his brain. Blaine closed the door behind them and turned to fix Kurt with a calm look in his eyes and a small secret smile on his lips.

Kurt gave him a small smile back as he went about removing his jacket and boots, Blaine was quick to shuck off his own and took all of them and placed them in the hall closet. This is the first moment they have really had alone together for a few days and they wanted to make the most of it. They both have to travel back to New York in a week after all.

Once the jackets were hung and the shoes put away, Blaine took Kurt's hand and lead him through to the kitchen area, where he poured out two glasses of water for them both. Kurt took a second to watch his boyfriend.

Boyfriend?

Wow that word sounded so insignificant because Blaine meant far more to him than a label, his wolf silently agreeing inside his head.

In such a small amount of time they have known each other, they both felt like they had known each other for years, maybe even forever at this point. They knew exactly what the other was feeling and exactly what the other was thinking, just by body posture and the look in their eyes.

As they both sipped their water, they were shooting small bashful smiles at each other over the top of the glasses, enjoying the peace and quiet with each other, feeling tranquil and at home.

Blaine put both their glasses in the sink when they were done and lead Kurt by the hand through to the living room, both of them collapsing on the big couch and melted into each others arms. Both sighing out in contentment. Kurt had to giggle a little at how in tune their bodies were, how they always managed to do things in sync like that was testament to the connection they had.

Blaine placed his hands in Kurt's and rested their clasped hands on top of Kurt's knee, snuggling himself right into Kurt's side as close as he could get, chuckling himself a little into the side of Kurt's hair.

"I feel like we haven't been alone like this in forever." Blaine admitted, as Kurt turned his hands over to run his fingers over the inside of Blaine's palms lightly.

"I know what you mean." Kurt replied, "I mean I love the guys, and my family, but sometimes they're a little too nosy for their own good."

Blaine smiled in amusement, nodding in agreement. It was the truth. Any time they had a moment alone together in the last couple of days, it seemed like someone always wanted one of them and weren't afraid to interrupt anything. especially in Kurt's parents home.

Kurt turned his head slightly to graze his bottom lip on the underside of Blaine's jaw, feeling the stubble pull at the soft skin of it slightly, and he felt and heard Blaine's breath hitch at the attention. Kurt had worked out from all their very rigorous make-out sessions lately that Blaine was a sucker for neck kisses and light nibbling, it sent him into such a daze that Kurt found it cute.

But it also made Blaine horny as hell.

Kurt never ever in his life, thought that he could have this kind of affect on anybody, let alone somebody as perfectly god-like as Blaine. It was a thrill for Kurt, knowing he could make a perfect specimen in every way, like Blaine fall apart with a loving or affectionate gesture such as this. And it made Kurt's legs turn to jelly every time Blaine made those tiny breathy gasps.

Blaine shifted closer, invading his space, and turning his head to catch Kurt's lips with his own.

Their mouths always seemed to fit together perfectly, like they were specifically made to fit together, like puzzle pieces, soft, warm and just right. Kurt opened his lips just a little to wrap his top lips over Blaine's pillow soft, bottom one, and suckled it lightly, running his tongue along the inside of it gently. Thoroughly enjoying the throaty groan Blaine made in response.

As Kurt started lightly nibbling on the very soft plump bottom lip in his mouth, Blaine couldn't take it anymore and used the advantage of Kurt's slightly open lips, to shove his tongue through and into that waiting mouth.

Both of them moaning out as Blaine's tongue met Kurt's with a wet slide, roughly pushing in and taking control of the kiss, gradually turning it from a light exploration to a dirty kiss.

The wet slide of Blaine's tongue against his and Blaine's hands now cupping the underneath of his jaw, made Kurt's mind feel fuzzy and made his muscles feel weak. Blaine's tongue was alternating between long wet glides against the side of Kurt's own tongue and licking lightly behind his front teeth and the roof of his mouth, mapping out all the areas that made Kurt shiver and moan.

Kurt's fingers found themselves tangled into the front of Blaine's shirt, fisting the fabric and pulling him closer, Blaine's own fingers finding themselves trailing through Kurt's hair.

Blaine moved his hands to clasp Kurt's and pry them out of his shirt, moving their clasped hands to rest against the front of Kurt's chest and pushing lightly, forcing Kurt to fall backwards slowly onto the couch cushions.

Giggling into Blaine's mouth and bringing his legs up to stretch them out along the couch as Blaine settled himself on top of him, Blaine himself chuckling into his mouth slightly.

Blaine moved his legs to either side of Kurt's hips, resting up on his knees, so that his hips weren't in contact with Kurt's, and moved his hands from Kurt's chest up to his shoulder. Their kiss became lazy and languid, but never breaking contact as they moved.

Blaine's hands mapped out the broad shoulders and hard pecks of Kurt's body, appreciative groans escaping Kurt's throat as he was explored. Kurt's own hands had travelled around to the back of Blaine's neck, fingers twisting around the curls at the back of his head, before his hands ran down the nicely muscled shoulder blades of Blaine's toned back, squeezing his hands and fingers into the defined muscles slightly, receiving a groan from Blaine in return.

Kurt's hands began to travel further, as Blaine's hand starting stroking over Kurt's stomach, tracing over the light abs over the top of his shirt, pushing and kneading his fingers into all the defined muscles in his boyfriends back, continuing his path right down to the waistline of Blaine's jeans.

Blaine's hands traced back up to Kurt's chest, over his shirt, picking out the spots where his nipples were and rubbing his thumbs over them lightly, making Kurt arch up and moan into their kiss a little louder.

Kurt's hands slipped down past Blaine's hips as he arched his back up, his palms ending up resting against Blaine's deliciously round, nicely toned ass, squeezing and digging the tips of his fingers into the flesh, Blaine just moaned and bucked back into his hands.

Kurt hands after that moved swiftly back along his boyfriends back up to his neck, thumbs running down on the underside of Blaine's jaw, tilting his head up to open his mouth a little wider. Their kisses turned messier and dirtier really quickly after that, panting and moaning into each others mouth, breathing in small gasps of air between invading each others mouth with their tongues and nipping lips with their teeth.

Blaine placed a knee between Kurt's thighs, wriggling it back and forth to try and encourage Kurt to open his legs for him. Kurt immediately complied and let his legs fall open, enough space opening up for Blaine to fit in between them, hips still not coming into contact yet.

Kisses were now sloppy, tongues forcing each others back into both their mouths, panting hot air onto each others faces. Blaine manoeuvred an arm up by Kurt's head, resting lightly on his elbow as he brought his chest down onto Kurt.

Kurt grabbed onto Blaine's waist and pulled him into him tighter, letting him know without words that the contact was appreciated, as Blaine moved down all the way so that their chests rested against one another.

Blaine let out a groan, as he moved the hand he wasn't resting on down Kurt's chest, coming to a stop on Kurt's hip and squeezing the warm flesh lightly. When Kurt arched and keened into his mouth, he disconnected their kiss quite roughly, a small string of saliva still connecting their mouths for a moment, before dropping his head and kissing the smooth pale skin of Kurt's throat.

Kurt's heartbeat was pounding in his ears, and his breathing had picked up at the attention his neck was receiving. His eyes and his mind both, clouding over in a fog of lust and instinct, Kurt opened his legs a little more with every moan and breathy gasp, Blaine's hips slipping down closer and closer to his own.

As soon as their hips pressed flush against the other, they both let out a very loud groan, feeling each other hard in their jeans. Blaine grinded his hips down a little with another groan, that seemed to catch in his throat and became more of a choked sound, turning and nipping the side of Kurt's neck a little more harshly than he had been previously.

Kurt's body seemed to be enjoying the attention, tilting his head to the side so that Blaine had more room to work on his neck, and canting his hips up every time Blaine pressed down.

Blaine was so lost in the sensation of Kurt everywhere, Kurt's scent around him, Kurt's body underneath him, Kurt's willing submission to him, that before he even knew what was going on, he brought his hands up to trace over Kurt's adams apple lightly before sinking his front teeth into the skin.

He wasn't biting, not yet, just holding the skin between his teeth, but as he did this, Kurt's whole body went rigid and Blaine felt Kurt's hands pushing gently but urgently at his chest.

"Blaine." Kurt breathed out, shakily, "We should stop."

Blaine's mind had immediately sensed the stiff posture of the body underneath him and he released the skin form between his teeth, eyes of fogged lust clearing slightly as he looked down at Kurt, replaying Kurt's instruction in his head.

The haze of lust melted away from them both as Blaine pulled himself off of Kurt and sat back on the couch. Kurt laying still on the cushions, catching his breath the same as Blaine, clouded over eyes slowly returning to their properly focused gaze.

He looked over at Blaine as he sat up, the other straighten his clothes out and trying to compose himself. As he glanced back at Kurt he gave a small smile, which Kurt returned.

Blaine's smile grew a little as he looked above Kurt's head.

"Sorry," he said while pointing at Kurt's head and giggling, "I think I ruined your hair."

Kurt just chuckled lightly as he brought a hand up to try to sort out his hair, not really all that upset about it, who would be after what happened to it.

Kurt then tried to straighten out his own clothes a little, frowning slightly at his creased shirt, as he retucked it into his jeans. He didn't notice Blaine watching him curiously.

"You okay?" Blaine asked, as he watched Kurt looking around at his dishevelled clothes.

"Yeah, I'm fine honey."

Blaine gave Kurt a blindingly bright smile, eyes full to the brim and overflowing with pure joy and adoration, Kurt just stared at his expression for a minute before smiling brightly back.

"What?" He asked when Blaine still hadn't said anything, just carried on staring.

"You called me honey."

"Oh."

As Kurt flushed a little red, Blaine just continued staring at him with sparkling eyes. Kurt couldn't help the little giggle that had bubbled up from his chest, looking at Blaine's big smile and his heart eyes, that were watching Kurt's own face.

'He's so adorable,' he thought, 'and hot.'

Kurt's giggle turned into a little cough at the thought and he stood to shake his limbs out and cool off a little more. Blaine watched him pace for a while, before he thought about what to do now, to get Kurt back in his arms.

"So what did you want to do, we could go for a walk, watch a movie?" He asked, trying to catch one of Kurt's hands in his own to stop him pacing around and pull him back down.

Kurt turned to look at Blaine, expression a little serious, a nervous look present in his eyes, caught Blaine's hand in his and sat back down on the couch next to him. He kept a little bit of distance between their knees but still had a good clasp on his hand, as he turned to face Blaine and gave him a small shy smile, which Blaine returned.

"Blaine?"

"Yes Kurt?"

Kurt looked down at their hands.

"Can I talk to you about something for a minute?"

"Of course, anything." He replied quickly, "Is something wrong?"

"No nothing's wrong." Kurt said, bringing Blaine's hand up to place a kiss on the back, then stroking it with his thumb, "I just feel like we need to talk about things. Or, well, that I need to explain some things."

"Kurt. You don't need to explain anything to me."

"I think I do." Kurt uttered as he stared into beautifully patient and loving hazel eyes, "Up until now, I've just been pushing you away whenever things start to get too...steamy, for lack of a better word, and I feel we should talk about this kind of stuff, so that there's no miscommunication happening about what we need or want."

"You mean sex."

"Yes," Kurt smirked a little at Blaine's bluntness, "I think we need to set out what we both want to happen, or not to happen, before we end up pushing each other too much."

Blaine nodded along, with his lips pursed as Kurt continued.

"I mean, I know none of us are virgins." Kurt said with a tiny quirk of his lips, Blaine chuckled at him, "But we have only known each other for nearly 2 weeks, and you have been so incredibly wonderful throughout all that time."

"So have you." Blaine interrupted, adding in a tiny chaste kiss to Kurt's cheek.

"Thanks," Kurt replied in a quiet voice, "but I just think, we shouldn't rush anything just because we may be meant for each other. Do you understand?"

"Of course I understand," Blaine said quickly, squeezing Kurt's hand, "it's the same way I feel."

Kurt smiled a little relieved and moved a tiny bit closer to Blaine, their legs brushing together on the big comfy couch.

"Okay. And I know that we sometimes get caught up in the moment, but I need you to always tell me what's within your comfort zone."

"I will." Blaine agreed with a big grin.

"And when it comes to.." Kurt trailed off on the word.

"..exchanging bodily fluids." Blaine finished for him, and Kurt couldn't hold back the loud laugh it brought out of him, Blaine chuckling along with him.

"Yeah, that," He said still giggling, "we always have to use protection."

Blaine stopped chuckling and grabbed a hold of both of Kurt's hands, turning to regard him seriously.

"Kurt, can I say something now?"

"Go ahead, honey."

'Honey again.' Blaine thought as he couldn't help but smile.

"I just want to say that being with you, a carrier, is unbelievable." Blaine emphasised his statement with a kiss and a nose rub to each of Kurt's hands, "I feel so lucky that at some point in my life, our life, we will be able to create our own family. I couldn't imagine anything better, being gay and not having to use a surrogate. That's amazing." As he said this his eyes filled with tears, and Kurt couldn't help the loving smile he sent back to him, "But I am, in no way, ready to be a father yet. For maybe quite some time yet, so yes of course we will be using protection until we are BOTH ready."

Kurt launched himself at Blaine then, toppling them both back onto the couch, Blaine letting out an 'oomph' and then laughing as he wrapped his own arms around Kurt to hold him tight. Both of their eyes locked, unshed tears sparkling, as big happy grins melted across each of their faces.

"Is it too soon to tell you that I love you?" Blaine asked as they lay side by side on the couch just staring in each others eyes.

Kurt's eyes widened a little before another smile graced his beautiful face.

"Never."

Blaine nodded as he smiled back, their entwined fingers laying between their chests.

"I love you Kurt."

"I love you too Blaine."

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This was not a good idea.

But it was too late to back out now. Puck had been smirking at him and Sam had been bouncing in his seat, with excitement, the whole way there.

'Why did I agree to this.' Kurt thought to himself as they parked up outside the huge recreation building in Toledo.

Kurt and Blaine had been talking about a pack bonding activity that they could all partake in, a lot of ideas had been floating around between them.

They had each asked the guys what they think would be a good idea for them to all get to know each other better, because now that their respective alphas were dating, they at least had to get along as a pack.

Puck had been prattling on about some sports centre turned recreation building up in Toledo, and all the activities it held. Paintball shooting being the top of the list.

Kurt was hesitant but with all the other guys agreeing to it, he found himself relenting, but now along the drive there, he was starting to regret saying yes.

They all clambered out of their two vehicles, Puck's truck and Blaine's Mercedes, walking up to the front entrance together, Puck laughing and joking about with Sebastian, Sam just staring up at the huge building ahead, Kurt holding Blaine's hand.

Upon entering, the guy behind the desk, tapping away on his mobile phone, looked up with a bored expression, before pushing a clipboard across at them, then looking back to his phone. Puck walked up to snatch the file off the desk and proceeded to fill it out.

Sam was still slightly bouncing with excitement as Puck filled in each of their names for their teams, Kurt glanced over to Blaine to see him slightly bouncing too.

Kurt knew that this particular bonding activity was going to be very messy, which was why he wore his least expensive t-shirt and skinny jeans. He just hoped nobody shot any paint at his face or hair. Inwardly groaning at the thought of it. But then, as he looked around at all the excited faces and shining eyes in the room around him, maybe sacrificing his style, hair, and complexion for this, would be worth it.

Once Puck had finished filling out their names and they had all each paid their part of the game, the guy at the desk, still with bored expression told them to go through the door to the left, pick their colours armour and teams and then head through door number 6 for the game.

They headed through where the guy had indicated, as soon as they were inside, Puck, Sam and Sebastian went to pick out their weapons and armour, Blaine hung back, still bouncing slightly, to wait with Kurt.

After most of them had armour on, Puck brought over a weapon and an armoured vest for Kurt, who just stared at it for a moment, unwilling to touch it. Blaine chuckled and squeezed his shoulder before going to suit up and find his own weapon.

Kurt took his vest from Puck and put it on, taking his gun when he was sure his vest was tight enough but comfortable to be moving around in, finding himself being intrigued by the amount of ammo on the coloured wall. Walking over to the rest of the guys, looking at all the bright colours as the rest of them were arguing over what colours were the best to use.

"Okay, okay enough, this is getting us nowhere." Puck said loudly, the rest of them quieting down, "Kurt pick a colour."

Kurt's head shot up at being asked, but his brain had already chosen a colour for him and he exclaimed,

"Pink."

The guys all nodded their head, and Sebastian snorted under his breath, but didn't say anything because blaine had turned to glare at him in warning.

"Ok, so who's team pink?" Puck asked as he placed a pink tag onto Kurt's front pocket of his vest, and got out some pink ammo clips on a belt for Kurt to take.

"Team yellow!" Blaine and Sam shouted out at the same time, making them both laugh and high five each other.

Kurt fondly rolled his eyes at their silly antics.

"Right so team pink and team yellow, Sebastian what one you taking?"

"Well the teams already seem to have their leaders, Kurt for pink and Blaine for yellow, right?" Sebastian drawled in a bored tone of voice, fingers under his chin in a thinking manner, "I think I want to be pink."

Everybody turned to stare at Sebastian in astonishment, especially Kurt and Blaine.

"And I think Puck should be on yellow." Sebastian continued, "Makes sense that during pack bonding, we get to know the other alpha right?"

Everybody seemed to agree with that, Puck handed out the ammo from the high shelves, and put a yellow team tag on his own vest.

Blaine walked up to Kurt as everybody else was strapping their ammo to their waists, and filling their weapons with it, Sam helping Sebastian with his.

"Are you sure about Sebastian being with you?" He asked as he watch Puck hand Sebastian his own pink tag, "he can be quite mean when he wants to be."

"It's fine Blaine," Kurt said putting a hand on Blaine's neck and stroking his jaw softly with his thumb, "I can be too. I think this could be quite the experience."

Blaine looked unconvinced but nodded with Kurt, smiling a little, before he leant in and placed a quick kiss against Kurt's lips and running off to re-join Puck and Sam at the starting entrance and Sebastian came to stand next to Kurt.

"You ready?" Sebastian asked with a smirk as he nudged Kurt with his gun a little.

"Ready as I'll ever be." Kurt replied as he nudged back against Sebastian's gun.

Yellow team had a 5 minute head start before pink team went in. With a few salutes and a wave, Puck, Sam and Blaine stepped through the door, Blaine fixing one last nervous smile at Kurt before he disappeared as Sam pulled on his arm.

Kurt turned to regard Sebastian, as they walked towards the door and waited for their turn.

"Look," Sebastian started in a slightly vicious tone, "I'm only doing this for Blaine, he seems quite taken with you," he scoffed under his breath and crossed his arms, glaring at Kurt, "but I don't particularly like you. You're much too...prissy for my tastes. But while you're with Blaine, I'll have to tolerate it."

Kurt curled his lip slightly in a sneer, scrunching his nose a little and narrowing his eyes at Sebastian's back as the other continued to stand by the door.

"Don't break a nail. Princess."

The doors opened for them to head on in, Sebastian disappeared through with a smirk, Kurt stood feeling rage begin to bubble in his blood. Kurt's chest hurt with the need to growl, his eyes flashed bright blue, dangerously, as he followed after Sebastian into the darkened area of gameplay.

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Puck, Sam and Blaine made their way through the pitch black game play arena, stopping somewhere towards the back to re-group as they heard the signal and saw the red light flashing, indicating that the other team had entered.

Blaine took a deep breath and turned to each of his team mates, barely able to see them in this darkened area.

"So maybe we use the divide and conquer strategy-" he started, quietly.

Puck put his hand on his shoulder as he interrupted.

"You're underestimating Hummel there, hobbit." Puck's lips quirked up as Sam nodded along, "if we divide them, Kurt will take us down, like a cornered fox."

Blaine was confused for a second looking between each of their worried expressions, then placed a hand on his hip and held his gun down.

"So what do we do?" He asked, watching them glance at each other, silently communicating with their eyes.

"We get elevated." Puck said pointing up to the platforms on columns just across from them, "we need a birds eye view of them first."

Blaine and Sam shrugged at each other before nodding at Puck and following him over to the vine covered pillars, all of their chosen platforms still within distance so that they could see each other.

As they were climbing up they all heard a loud clatter and a yelp, followed by a growl, sounding like somebody had fallen over. Blaine really hoped that Sebastian and Kurt were getting along.

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As Kurt followed Sebastian through the darkened area, navigating their way through almost blindly, he was trying to keep the growling and grumbling in his chest at bay.

Not completely concentrating on where he was walking, thinking over and over about being stuck with Sebastian, he tripped a little over a lump in the floor, stumbled into one of the padded, black cloth covered walls and dropped his gun, which clattered to the floor noisily.

Sebastian growled out loud in surprise as he turned to watch Kurt pick his weapon up off the ground.

"Great. Give away our position why don't you." He whispered out harshly.

Kurt was trying to ignore his wolf trying to claw it's way to the surface, keeping his face neutral his only response was to huff indignantly. As Sebastian turned his back and continued wandering down the darkened hallway they were in, Kurt had to wonder to himself if he should follow or just leave Sebastian to his own fate.

Sebastian was grumbling to himself and Kurt begrudgingly decided to stick with him. Both coming to a stop at a dead end, Sebastian leaning against the wall and turning to face Kurt with a sneer on his face.

"So here's the plan, I don't really care what happens to you, but I want to win this game, so you're going to do what I say, got it?"

Kurt's inner wolf growled and writhed, probably was frothing at the mouth with rage, as it tried to escape Kurt's confines, Kurt swallowed down the spark a little, eyes flashing again as he just nodded tersely at Sebastian as he continued.

"We'll start from here, creep along these walls, silently," he emphasised as he pointedly looked at Kurt, "and wait for a sign of the others."

Sebastian stepped into Kurt's space, which made Kurt's wolf want to growl again, and put a hand on Kurt's shoulder, gently pushing him backwards until his back touched the wall.

"We stay by this wall, no doubt Blaine would try the old 'divide and conquer' warfare technique."

Kurt smirked at that.

"Puck wouldn't do that," he said, and Sebastian turned to raise an eyebrow at his explanation, "Puck would want to get off the ground, a birds eye view," he pointed out the raised platforms to Sebastian, "dividing wouldn't work. Puck and Sam both know I fight better when I'm cornered. So if they've gone high, we go low."

"We're already on the ground." Came a sarcastic reply.

Kurt just rolled his eyes, placed both hands on Sebastian's shoulders and pushed him down into a crouching position.

"We go lower." He explained as he himself crouched down and crawled to a corner, peeking out around it at the darkened room.

Sebastian sat crouched in silent musing for a minute before deciding to just follow along, creeping along the wall to stop beside Kurt and peeked around the corner of the wall too.

"Puck would want to be in sight of Sam and Blaine at all times for communication," he whispered to Sebastian as he pointed overt to the raised platforms around the area, "so we need to find the three columns that are closest to each other, that's where they would be."

Sebastian nodded along and looked out at all of the high platforms he could see, trying to work out the distances between all of them, it was difficult in the darkness. The last three near the back seemed to be closer in distance than the rest, that would probably be their best bet.

He pointed them out to Kurt, who just smiled slightly in response, nodding his head at Sebastian, signalling that he thought the same.

"Right. After we start moving forward, no more talking, we have to be quiet." Kurt told Sebastian as they both took another glance out into the dark area, "Noah doesn't know that I know his strategy." he added with a wink, as he began to slink out along the wall.

Sebastian felt a grin of his own rest on his face, as he watched Kurt move along in deadly silence.

'Maybe this won't be so bad.' he thought as he followed, making sure his gun was strapped onto his back before moving into the darkness too.

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Wolf sight didn't matter in this room, it was almost pitch black, the only source of light coming from the red signal above the entrance/exit. Blaine felt a little closed in, and the tight armoured vest he was wearing didn't help him feel any better.

Trying to climb up these columns with a gun strapped to your back and a padded vest weighing you down was extremely difficult, but somehow he managed to make it without too many problems.

Once he got to the top, it was so dark he could barley see the floor, and it was hard to make out Sam and Puck too. Sam was on his left and Puck had chosen the platforms in front of them both.

Puck turned and motioned for them to crouch down low once they had all settled on top. He pointed to fingers at each of his eyes, then pointed to the ground in front of him. He pointed to Blaine to watch the right side and Sam to watch the left. Then he made a shushing motion with a finger to his lip.

All of them had stayed crouched in position, watching each other and the floor, occasionally glancing back out into the never ending blackness in front of them.

Sam was just about to wave in Puck's direction, to ask if he had seen anything when something caught his eye. Movement around the floor, barely visible from how high up they were, disappearing to his right between his and Blaine's vantage points.

He motioned with his hands to try and catch Blaine's attention, but he was watching in the other direction, and Puck had his back to them. Sam dropped his hands with a huff.

Sam turned his eyes back down to where the movement had disappeared, but he couldn't see or hear anything.

'Fuck,' Sam thought, 'we're in trouble.'

When Puck and Blaine turned back a few seconds later to look at him, Puck asking with a shrug if they had seen anything, he was just about to gesture and point to the floor, when they heard a bang and Sam felt something hit his arm.

Looking down he saw a bright pink splotch on his bicep, beginning to drip down his arm.

Puck and Blaine's eyes widened, as they stared at Sam's arm.

"Shit!" Puck exclaimed loudly, "Get down!"

They all dropped to the top of their lookouts and flattened themselves out as much as they possibly could. Well now they were screwed, but now they had to get down.

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"Nice aim." Sebastian congratulated as he clapped Kurt on the back a few times, both making their way back to their starting point quickly.

"Thanks."

"What now Hummel?"

Kurt shrugged a little as he and Sebastian reached their dead end shelter and slid down the wall side by side to sit on the floor. Kurt placed his weapon on his lap.

"Wait for them to make the next move I guess." He answered as he rested his head back against the wall.

Sebastian slightly nodded his head, and rested his gun to the side of him.

"So how does someone like you," He started as Kurt turned to throw a glare at him, that he ignored, "learn to shoot like that?"

"My father owns a gun, he used to take me out shooting with him when I was growing up. He taught me a lot of the basics of shooting, and the patience to wait for your perfect shot."

"So why didn't you take the kill shot?"

That's what they were aiming for in the game right?

As soon as anyone took a shot in the chest or the head, it was game over for them and they had to leave the room. Sebastian couldn't understand why Kurt hadn't taken the opportunity presented to him.

Kurt just turned to Sebastian with an evil little smirk on his face.

"It makes it more fun to mess with them first."

They both chuckled quietly at that, Sebastian was thoroughly impressed with Kurt's little evil streak, so he couldn't help the grin that crossed his features.

"That is despicable. But if it works?"

"Oh it always does," Kurt interrupted quickly, with a smile of his own, "it freaks them out. The waiting."

They both wore matching smirks.

"I suppose you're not so bad after all, Kurt."

"And you're not as threatening as you think you are," Kurt responded, nose turned up playfully, "fucker."

Sebastian's eyes widened at the curse, before they both broke down into fits of laughter, trying to keep quiet but essentially failing, shushing each other just only made them both laugh more every time.

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Puck, Sam and Blaine laid on top of their platforms for what felt like ages before they chanced a look over at each other and the floor, deeming the danger to be gone at least for now. Staying in this area would be a bad idea so they had to move.

Blaine was the first to slink off of the top and slowly, as quietly as he could, making his way back down to the floor. Sam dropped down to his left quietly, still playing about with the paint on his arm. Puck was last down, creeping up to them quietly and leaning back against the column Blaine had just come down from.

Sam and Blaine just staring at him quietly, while Puck was trying to think up a different strategy.

"Okay, so Hummel is better than I thought," Puck said, voice a little shaky, "But he didn't take the kill shot. Why?"

Blaine and Sam also began thinking about why Kurt would not just end Sam's time in the game, was it deliberate?

"You think he may have done it on purpose?" Blaine voiced his opinion first.

"Oh yeah, if he had wanted too, he could have taken at least two of us out of this game, but he didn't." Puck explained quietly, voice barely above a whisper, as they all started creeping along the walls again.

"He's trying to psych us out?" Blaine asked as he followed behind Puck.

Sam came up next to them nodding nervously.

"It's working."

Blaine just reached a hand out and patted Sam's shoulder gently, as Puck just rolled his eyes at his friend.

"So new plan? Divide and conquer is out, birds eye view is out, what's next?" Blaine counted off with his fingers.

Sam and Puck looked at each other quickly, turning to Blaine with equally neutral expressions.

"War." They answered together, and Blaine looked back and forth between their faces before gulping silently, his nerves getting the better of him now.

Sam then let out a small sigh.

"It's like that snowball fight, all over again." he said as he nudged Puck.

"Except he was with Hudson," Puck replied as he placed his weapon in front of his chest, "and he was too big too hide anyway. Now he's with Smythe and he-"

"Is like a snake." Blaine interrupted, "strike fast, hit hard."

They all let out a groan at the thought of their competitors combined skills.

"Well," Puck said as he started moving forward through the dark, "Hummel's waiting for us to make the next move, let's go."

Puck puffed his chest out with renewed determination and set off, Blaine and Sam brandishing their weapons and following after him quickly.