Disclaimer: I don't own Glee, if I did Kurt and Blaine would be getting together within the next two or three episodes. I don't own the song L.O.V.E either, that's owned by Frank Sinatra. I do HOWEVER own Victoria Anderson/Walker (Tori).
There weren't many Kurt and Blaine stories out there. I thought they needed one. They should have gotten together after 'When I Get You Alone' but they didn't. But in my mind, they did. This is how I wished it would happen :)
This story is dedicated to: Rachel, my friend who inspired me all throughout and helped me make sure it stayed true to the characters
Switches between points of view.
As I kept my hand on Kurt's face I looked deep into his beautiful blue eyes, "Can you promise me something?"
"Anything." Kurt replied never taking his gaze away from me.
"If you hear me scream, don't do anything. Stay where you are."
Kurt looked at me confused, "What? But what if you're hu-"
"No, don't. I can't let you see any of it, or get you hurt."
"Blaine, but what if you're seriously hurt?"
I shook my head, "No. I can't ever lose you."
Kurt sighed and just wrapped his arms around me holding me tight, "Don't let that happen."
Blaine shook his head, "I can't do that to you, now can we get off this topic and find something to order for dinner and when it comes we'll go watch a movie in my room."
Smiling Kurt pulled me back over to the couch. I sat down, grabbed the menus and pulled him back onto my lap, wrapping my arms around him once again, "So again, what are you in the mood for?"
"I want pizza, the all meats pizza!" Kurt smiled looking back at me.
"That's my favorite kind." I smiled, as I reached back behind me for the phone.
Ordering the pizza, I couldn't help but smile the entire time, looking at Kurt who was giggling like a little kid. As I ended the phone call, I placed it back in it's dock and turned to Kurt placing my hand on his cheek leaning in to kiss him but once again I was interrupted, "Kevin! Do not fucking go anywhere close to my son!"
"You don't understand Molly, he broke my promise!"
"He never promised you anything!"
"Let the fuck go of me Molly! He has to learn his lesson!" Kevin shouted.
We heard a shrill scream and feet stomping out of the room. I turned my head to see my father walking towards me; he was not happy. Letting my head fall back I pulled Kurt closer to me and whispered in his ear, "I'm so sorry, I didn't think it'd get this bad."
Before Kurt could respond, my father had yanked me up off the couch; causing Kurt to fall backwards and almost hit his head. I looked back and tried to rush back to make sure he was okay, but my father had a tight grip on my arm, as I could feel his nails digging into my skin, "You're coming with me."
Out of the corner of my eye I could see Kurt look up at me worried and I could have sworn I saw a shimmer of a tear in his eye. I let my father drag me down to the basement and throw me against the floor. He started circling me staring down, criticizing me with his eyes. Those eyes always scared me, and no matter what I thought of or how much I tried to get it out I always cringed. They were digging into my soul, torturing me. Every time he circled, I curled more and more up into a ball.
And I knew that as my ball got smaller it gave him more of a chance to hurt me, and I was afraid of that but I didn't know what else to do. I had tried once to run away but he beat me more for that. Ever since he'd known he'd take at least an hour out every week to tell me how worthless I was and how I should have carried on the family name. I didn't care, it was who I was, and I wasn't changing.
Glaring down at me, his eyes narrowed and I could feel tears falling down my cheeks. For the first time in my life, I was genuinely scared. As a child it scared me but today, he had that look in his eye, that one that was deadly.
…
I couldn't stand this anymore. I had to hear it. Standing up, I stood by the basement door with my ear against the door. Hearing faint whimpers and cries for help absolutely broke my heart. Sinking down to the floor I held my head in my hands hoping I wouldn't hear anything too bad. Just as I thought it would be okay I heard Blaine shout, louder than I ever thought I would have to.
"OWWW! FUCK! That hurts! Stop it! Please!"
My heart broke into a million pieces. Over the next couple minutes it continued before I heard, "You're a worthless piece of shit Blaine. How could you disobey me?"
"I'm sorry, I can't help who I am!"
Groaning was heard followed by footsteps coming up. I quickly jumped up and sat back down on the couch to see Kevin Anderson open the door and run his hand through his hair. He walked into his T.V. room and shut the door behind him. There was only one thing I knew to do. I had to go see Blaine. Jumping up I pulled the door open and rushed down the stairs.
"Blaine?"
"Kurt, I told you not to."
Kneeling down next to him I took his hand, "I'm sorry. I had to make sure you're okay."
He was a mess. His entire body was sweaty, his clothes ripped and he had bruises all over his back. Curled up into a little ball, he looked absolutely pathetic. As he turned to look up at me he winced, "I tried t-t-to get him to stop, but h-h-he wouldn't, so I-I ran. I tried to r-r-run away, b-but he caught me and h-h-he beat me."
I lifted him up a little bit so he was sitting in my lap, as I was cradling him close to me, "You're going to be okay."
"I'm so scared Kurt, I'm so scared." He said through his sobs.
"I won't let him hurt you anymore. I won't, I'll stop him next time, even though you don't want me to."
Shaking his head Blaine looked up at me, "Can you just do me a favor now?"
"Anything beautiful." I responded running my hand through his hair.
"Can you get my momma?" He said whimpering before curling up into a ball.
I nodded and gently laid him back down onto the floor and kissed his cheek gently, "You'll be okay beautiful, you'll be okay."
Rushing up the stairs I took a deep breath, trying not to let it get to me. Dashing around the house I ran around looking for his mother, "Mrs. Anderson? Are you here somewhere?"
Sticking her head out of the kitchen she looked over at me, "Kurt, is everything okay?"
I shook my head, "No, it's Blaine, he's down in the basement and he wants you."
She looked at me, expressionless, "Is he curled up into a little ball?"
Nodding slowly I watched her breath heavily, grab my hand and rush back down to the basement. She dropped down to the floor, picked up her son and ran her hand through his hair, twirling it slowly. She wiped the sweat and tears from his eyes. I stood at the bottom of the stairs and watched him curl up into his mother's arms like a little baby. He was so vulnerable right now.
Sinking down to the floor all I could do was watch, I didn't know what to say or how to react, I never thought I'd see Blaine like that. He was so strong, he was always so confident and now he was a little kid begging for his mother's embrace. Tilting his head over to me he smiled and mouthed, "Come here."
I stood up and walked over to him, sitting down next to him, taking his hand in mine, "Kurt, I...Can we go upstairs and watch a romantic comedy while we eat our pizza?"
I let out a small chuckle, "Of course."
His mother helped him up and out of the basement, "Kurt would you do me a favor and put lotion on his back for him? I think he'd appreciate it if you did it."
Nodding I placed Blaine's arm over my shoulder and put my other arm gently on his back leading him upstairs. Holding him up I lifted his shirt up over his head and just stopped for a moment. My jaw dropped, I blinked a few times and seriously thought I was going to faint. He was absolutely ripped and he was all mine. Helping him lie down on the bed on his back, I smiled at him.
Reaching for the lotion on his bedside table I sat down on the bed and squirted the lotion onto my hands, placing them on his back gently. I heard him whimper then relax his body, moaning in sheer pleasure. And me, I felt like I was in heaven running that lotion all over his back. I had never felt something so smooth and soft. I could rub lotion on that beautiful body all day.
He looked up at me, smiling, one of those killer smiles I loved, "Your hands are really soft Kurt."
I just laughed as I gently moved my hands all over his back, gently massaging as well. Moving away from him I looked down at that beautiful face, "How're you feeling?"
He turned over on his side and sat up, resting his back against the headboard. Spreading his legs he patted the space in between them for me to sit. I crawled over and sat with my back to his chest looking up at him. He placed his hand on my chin and leaned down to kiss him, "I feel magical."
…
After our movie finished I smiled down at Kurt, one of the most beautiful men I had ever seen and knew exactly how lucky I was. I had never been this happy, and I owed it all to him. Pushing him forward a little, I climbed out from behind him, walked into my closet and pulled down my pants. I pulled on a pair of basketball shorts.
As I had entered the room again I saw Kurt's jaw dropped and I just teased him, posing up against the wall sexily, "You like what you see?"
"No, I love."
I smiled and sat down on the bed, "Are you going to get changed?"
Kurt climbed off the bed and bent down looking in his duffel bag. I bit my lip and let my toes curl up as I stared at his adorable ass. I just wanted to squeeze it. He stood up with a pair of shorts in his hand and turned back, "Why do you wanna watch?"
"Maybe." I replied blushing.
Watching Kurt strip for me was breathtaking. He had the perfect body. It was so innocent and cute, yet it was so ravishingly sexy, and I wanted to just take him right then and there. When he pulled his shorts up he climbed onto the bed and crawled over to me, and pressed his lips against mine gently.
I placed my hand behind his neck and kissed him back lightly before pulling away, "I hate to ruin this beautiful kiss, but I'm tired, and it's been a long day, I just want to sleep with you next to me."
Kurt grinned and crawled underneath the covers with me. I pulled the covers over us and pulled him close to me, wrapping my arm round his beautiful body.
…
Waking up the next day I grinned at the sight of Kurt lying next to me. It felt ridiculously perfect. I could have gotten used to it. Turning my body over, trying not to wake Kurt I looked at the time, two in the afternoon. Chuckling I turned over to my boyfriend again, nibbling on his ear, "Wake up baby, wake up."
"Nomph." I mumbled.
I giggled, "Yes, wake up baby."
Kurt turned over to face me, "Good morning beautiful."
Leaning down I pressed a light kiss on his lips before I heard a knock on my door. I lifted my head up, but before I could say anything, it was thrown open by Tori, "BLAINE! Oh, hey, it's Kurt right?" She rushed over to hug me but stopped mid hug and turned to face Kurt, "Wait, why is Kurt in your bed, half naked?"
I switched between Kurt and Tori for a moment before I realized it had been a while since I'd talked to Tori, she didn't know I was dating Kurt, and how that happened, I wasn't entirely sure, "We haven't talked in a while I guess."
"No, we haven't. Talk to me Blaine." She said sitting on the bed.
Kurt shifted over to me and rested his head on my lap, falling asleep again. I ran my hand through his hair and looked up at Tori, "Well he sang an amazing solo, I realized I really seriously liked him, and so I hugged him. Then the next day I knew I had to do something so I kissed him, and we've been together ever since."
"Awww, you're so cute. I'm not entirely sure what to do with your cuteness, except giggle like a maniac, but uhm… I have some news for you."
I smiled and looked at her anxiously, "Good or bad?"
"Good. I'm having twins."
Widening my eyes I looked at your and pointed at her stomach, "You… you're having twins? There are going to be two little baby Tori and Ben's walking around now?"
"Yes." She smiled, bouncing up and down.
I squealed, and I don't squeal, "YAY!"
Kurt groaned and looked up at me, "No, loud noises, not good."
Laughing I ran my hand through his hair, "You're cute. Tori is pregnant with twins."
"I'm so happy for you." Kurt smiled turning to Tori.
"Thank you Kurt." She smiled before she stood up and waved, "I'm going to leave you two alone for a while, be ready by three, mom wants to go shopping for a bit before she has to come cook dinner."
I nodded and looked down at Kurt, "Hi baby, sleep well?"
"I've never slept so well in my life."
"Aww, you're adorable." I said leaning down and pressing my lips against his, with some of his help too.
…
Blaine and I were standing in the kitchen watching our dinner being cooked. Wrapped around my waist from behind Blaine stood there, resting his chin on my shoulder. The moments like this were perfect, and I knew I'd always cherish them. The door slamming shut, allowed us all to know exactly who it was, Mr. Anderson, who had interrupted our beautiful moment.
"Blaine, get me my drink!" He shouted.
I turned to Blaine and looked at him confused. He merely sighed, "Every day he comes home from work he wants a glass of scotch, it's not healthy and it only makes him more aggressive and he lashes out a me even more, but if I don't do it, he brings out the…" He gulped and shook his head, "I can't say it."
Turning around I looked him in his gorgeous hazel eyes, "Blaine tell me."
"I can't say it, but it makes a 'Hwapow!' sound. It's literally the most painful thing ever, and I learnt this the hard way. I'll be right back."
I watched Blaine leave as I rested my back up against the counter continuing to watch Mrs. Anderson cook. She turned to me and sighed, "I'm sorry that you have to see Mr. Anderson like this. He's been lashing out a lot lately at me, and saying things about Blaine that he shouldn't be. He's found out that Tori was pregnant and he wanted someone to carry on the family name and feels that if he takes it out Blaine it will all be fixed."
"That's not right, he shouldn't be allowed to. Blaine can't help who he is."
"I know, and I keep trying to drill that into Kevin's head but he's so headstrong that once he has an opinion he sticks to it. I think honestly what just needs to happen is that he has to see how happy you make Blaine."
"But how do we do that? I wouldn't even know what to do and I'd be afraid that I'd offend him somehow. He kind of scares me."
She chuckled lightly, "I don't blame you, he scares me too. But I just want you two to be cuddly and make Blaine light up the way I can see that you do, and let him light you up, and hopefully Kevin will see that this is the way his son is happy. And hopefully he can understand that he can't force him to change."
"Okay, I'll try to do that."
Blaine re-entered the kitchen and beamed at me, "Hiya cutie."
He pulled me close and kissed me passionately before pulling away, sending me one of his killer smiles. I tilted my head to the side, "What was that for?"
"I just felt like kissing you passionately, is that such a crime?"
I chuckled as I let him pull me out of the kitchen and to the living room where Mr. Anderson was sitting with his glass of scotch. Blaine sat down on the couch, pulling me down with him. He placed me on his lap and looked into my eyes, whispering into my ear, "You're beautiful, you're wonderful, you're magical."
The small grin on my face just grew at each thing he was saying. He made me light up like a light bulb. Turning to him I whispered in his ear, "You're gorgeous, you're super, you're breathtaking."
That killer smile that I had fallen in love with looked over at me, before his soft hand was placed on my cheek as he leaned in kissing me gently. I let him as I moved my lips with his knowing that no matter what was happening around us, this was the most important thing right now, being with my love. Out of the corner of my eye I could see Mr. Anderson watching us.
With every sip he took I felt he was criticizing us, but after Blaine had pulled away there was something different, he almost looked gentle and loving, like a real father. Watching us, he breathed slowly, something I hadn't seen him do since we'd been there. His scotch glass was placed on the table as he leaned forward to watch. When Blaine kissed my cheek lightly I could have sworn I saw a smile.
Snapping my head over I saw him smile at me, "You make my son happy."
He stood up and left the room, "But don't think that I still don't hate you and am still fucking pissed that he's gay and with you."
I blinked and turned to Blaine who just shook his head, "Forget about him, he's an ASSHOLE! He doesn't know how to love his own son!"
I could feel Mr. Anderson turn around and knew he was probably glaring at us, "What did you say you little shit?"
"I said you're an asshole and you don't know how to love your son!"
"Oh no, you didn't!" He said rushing over to try and grab Blaine to most likely beat him again.
I put my hands up in defense, "Don't, please, at least not again tonight, you've already scared him, and me, and I've only been here one night. I don't want my spring break ruined because you tortured my boyfriend."
He just shook his head and stormed out of the room. Blaine smiled, "That was amazing, no one has ever talked back to my father, besides me. Even Tori doesn't do it. I knew you'd be amazing since the moment I met you."
I just laughed, "Yeah yeah."
Leaning in and whispering as he gazed into my eyes, "Take my heart and please don't break it."
Shaking my head I knew that after that I never could, I couldn't leave him, not because of that, "Never ever."
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