Oh hey, guess what? I got a call early this morning (that woke me up) from the place I'd been offered a second interview at. The interview was for two hours later. So I went and they said they'd let me know ASAP. Well, ASAP was this afternoon and I'm now a night shift worker, minimum three nights a week I'll be doing midnight until 8 in the morning shifts. That's going to be quite the adjustment to get used to!
And I have my Glee tickets for tomorrow night! =D
(If you read Kiss, you just got the same authors note. I do apologize)
Now this one, I looked at and straight away knew what I was going to do =D then I sent it to my beta and she immediately had her own idea of what to do and we were on totally different wavelengths. So then we sang a bit of Different As Can Be, and then I wrote this.
Day 9: A DVD, A sleeping bag, A mask and confusion.
"Blaine, we have a serious situation."
Blaine was on his feet immediately, discarding his copy of Deathly Hallows with only a small ounce of regret. "What's the problem?" As Floor Monitor, Blaine was always called in to deal with situations, usually younger students fighting. But Wes had never looked so panicked before and… impressed?
"One of the students has snuck girls in."
Blaine froze. "Girls? As in, more than one girl?"
Wes nodded, and Blaine understood his shock. The strict policies at Dalton meant that all girls had to leave by 7pm, but of course many boys tried to keep their girlfriends or sneak them in for the night. To date, only one had succeeded, but he had been caught when the girl broke up with him rather dramatically at 2 in the morning and stormed out. For someone to have girls, plural, in their room at 11pm… Blaine couldn't hide the fact that he was slightly impressed too. But of course he had to do something about it. "Who is it?"
And then Wes started looking shifty. "I - um, it's a little awkward…"
"It's David, isn't it?" Blaine couldn't help but shudder at the thought. Considering Wes was David's roommate, he and Melanie had to be getting up to something seriously inappropriate for Wes to tell on him. But Wes had said girls…
"No, actually…" Wes hesitated again before closing his eyes and blurting it out. "It's Kurt."
What?
"Kurt has… girls in his room?" Blaine felt his brow furrow in confusion. Kurt had never been a rule breaker, so for him to so flagrantly break the rules to have girls over for all things… well, Blaine was confused. Unless… is Kurt bisexual?
Pushing past Wes, Blaine quickly made his way down the hall to Kurt's room. Both boys had their own rooms - Blaine as Floor Monitor, Kurt as a mid term transfer. So Blaine figured Kurt and the girls must have been doing something particularly loud to alert Wes's attention from the next room… Blaine didn't want to think about that. So steeling up his nerves and trying not to think about what would happen if Kurt was fooling around with girls in there - and what it would mean for Blaine's heart - Blaine knocked on the door. "Kurt?"
There was the sound of a muffled whisper, then Kurt called back. "Blaine? What's up?"
"Can you come out here for a minute, please?"
After a few seconds, the door opened just enough to emit Kurt who slipped outside, shutting the door behind him. "What can I do for you? You've got your official 'Floor Monitor' voice on, did something happen?"
Kurt's innocent face was so perfect that Blaine easily would have bought it if he hadn't already known. "Kurt, I'm going to need to inspect your room."
Kurt folded his arms. "That's not in your jurisdiction."
"It is if I receive a complaint or a tip off that you have illegal contraband."
And that did it. Kurt's eyes widened and he turned to glare at Wes who was attempting to sneak back into his room. "I break one rule and everybody's out to get me!" Throwing his hands up in frustration, he turned and opened the door. "Come on in then. Girls, I'm afraid we've been caught."
"Oh for goodness sake!" Rachel dropped the bottle she had been opening, glaring fiercely at Blaine. "Nothing goes my way anymore!"
"It's not all about you, Rachel!" Quinn was clearly attempting to look angry but the face mask coating her face made it hard to speak, let alone show emotion. "You are so selfish sometimes."
Kurt sighed. "Girls, we're not here to fight, remember." He turned back to Blaine, looking tired. "They've been arguing non-stop and with Regionals coming up, I wanted the air to be cleared. I couldn't get out there for a sleepover so I snuck them in while everybody else was at dinner."
"And we would've gotten away with it if Rachel hadn't decided to sing her feelings and your Council guy came along," Tina commented idly from the corner where she was painting Mercedes's toenails. Mercedes nodded her agreement, also wearing a face mask.
Blaine was still in shock that Kurt had snuck four girls into his room hours ago without anybody noticing. But his relief was the most prominent emotion that Kurt had brought the girls in for a sleepover of the most innocent kind, and nothing more than that.
"So, I guess you're going to kick us out now." Rachel sighed, looking dejected. "It was fun, and I actually thought we were making some ground considering Quinn actually started talking to me a little bit there without telling me how much she wanted to punch me."
Quinn opened her mouth to retort, then stopped. "I think you're right." The rest of the girls turned to her in amazement. "I'm not saying I'm ready to hang out with her or anything, but I can tolerate her presence."
Kurt took Blaine's arm and pulled him back out into the hallway. "Okay, look, I know you're a stickler for the rules, but you have to understand what kind of progress they're making in there. Plus, I haven't seen the girls in forever and we used to do sleepovers like this all the time…"
And there was something else to confuse Blaine - why didn't Kurt just tell him what was going on? Yes, Blaine was strict about enforcing the rules, but he knew every rule had a time to be broken and this certainly counted. So there was only one thing he could do now. "They can stay, but you need to keep it quiet and get them out first thing tomorrow morning, alright?"
Suddenly his arms were filled with a grateful Kurt. "Thank you, thank you," he said before pulling away quickly, blushing. Blaine frowned, not sure what had caused that, before Kurt was speaking again. "You know, if you want to join us, you're more than welcome. We're about to watch The Rocky Horror Picture Show."
Blaine blinked a couple of times, not sure he had heard right. "You… you're watching Rocky Horror?"
"We performed it just before I transferred here. I didn't tell you?" Blaine shook his head numbly. "Oh, okay. Well we were going to actually put the show on for the public but in the end Schue realized it was a little too risque so we just performed it for ourselves." And now Blaine couldn't just walk away. Without a word he followed Kurt back into the room where the girls were wiping off face masks. "Ladies, Blaine is going to join us for the night."
Quinn looked up, frowning lightly. "I've always wondered how that works here - is Blaine allowed to stay over the night in your room or do they have policies against couples doing that?"
Woah. Couples?
"Blaine and I aren't dating, Quinn," Kurt said nonchalantly, heading over to the television set in the corner of his room and digging through his DVD collection. "But Nick and Jeff occasionally try to do sleepovers, until Mr. Floor Monitor over there puts a stop to it."
Blaine managed to pull himself out his fantasy induced haze in a world where he and Kurt were dating to notice the eyes on him. "Yes, I'm the Floor Monitor, and Dalton rules dictate that known same sex couples can't sleep in the same room, just the same as not letting girls in."
"But -" Rachel began, only to be interrupted.
"But now that I'm here, Wes will have snuck down to Jeff's room and let him know. I can guarantee Nick's in there right now, and I can't do anything about it because I've let you ladies stay." Blaine shrugged. "Anyway, what's this about Rocky Horror?"
And that was the right move, as every single pair of eyes lit up. Rachel was already talking his ear off about their performance - or namely, her performance - as Kurt pushed the bed out of the way and helped the girls set up sleeping bags. Blaine nodded politely to Rachel and watched as the group set up with ease, something they were clearly used to doing. Kurt glanced over in his direction then pulled his blanket off the bed, setting it up next to his own sleeping bag, clearly for Blaine to sleep on.
"Rachel, how about we just watch the movie, okay?" Tina finally interrupted, tugging the brunette onto her sleeping bag which had been placed at the other end of the room to Quinn, who was on the other side of Kurt.
Of course there was no just watching a movie with this lot, and Blaine got the shock of his life when Riff Raff entered the stage and all the girls catcalled and turned to Kurt. "You know, you rocked that bald look better than he can," Mercedes said thoughtfully.
"You played Riff Raff?"
Kurt nodded, looking almost proud. "It's a surprise, I know. But you'll see when we get to Time Warp."
Well, of course that distracted Blaine from the rest of the movie. Not that he was the only one, the girls continually talked about the scenes they had acted, the cuts and edits that had been done and everybody was laughing uproariously about someone called Carl. And the whole time, Blaine was hyper aware of Kurt lying next to him, their arms so close that they were almost touching, and his mind kept running the words around in his head - Blaine and I aren't dating…
Why did Kurt say it so casually? Was it really not a big deal at all to Kurt that they weren't dating, he really had no interest in Blaine at all? Sometimes Blaine felt like Kurt was interested, with the light touches and duets and coffee dates… but other times, Kurt was aloof, independent, and Blaine didn't have the courage to admit his feelings. Not when he was too confused about whether Kurt felt the same.
Quinn had stolen the remote and was fast-forwarding through one of the more risque scenes, stopping when Kurt squealed and grabbed the remote. "Time Warp!"
And that was the end of Blaine's conscious thought, because Kurt had just begun to sing along, his voice lower than Blaine ever remembered hearing him sing, and it sent a shiver right down Blaine's spine. Quinn's voice joined his and Blaine allowed himself a smile, thinking of the girl who was always so proper doing something like Rocky Horror. And then the whole group was singing, thankfully without the dancing. Blaine knew he wouldn't be able to handle Kurt doing a pelvic thrust without doing something embarrassing like confessing his undying attraction for him.
Finally the movie ended, Kurt looking more relaxed than Blaine had seen him in a long time. "So, second movie or gossip?"
"Sleep?" Tina asked, burying her head into her pillow. Quinn seemed to be in agreement. "It's been a long week."
Kurt rolled his eyes, jumping to his feet to hit the lights. Blaine heard two sighs of contentment and the sound of Rachel beginning to whisper to Mercedes about something as Kurt made his way back. There was a pause, then Kurt was kneeling right in front of Blaine, feeling around for something. "I don't want to land on you accidentally," Kurt murmured and wow, that brought up images Blaine shouldn't have been thinking about.
"I'm here," Blaine whispered, reaching out to to touch the hand that was sweeping around. Kurt quickly slotted himself into his sleeping bag, resting on his side facing Blaine, and Blaine realized that their hands were still linked.
"So what do you think of our girly night?"
And Blaine didn't know what possessed him to say it - perhaps the darkness of the room or Kurt's hand still twined in his. But nonetheless, it came out. "Why did you hide it from me?"
Kurt paused. "Because I knew you'd throw them out," he said slowly, as if it was obvious. "You're the Floor Monitor."
"You could have asked me. You know we're cl- we're friends."
There was a moment of silence, then Kurt sighed lightly. "We are close," he said and Blaine knew his slip had been caught. "But you're closer to the rulebook."
And that stung. "You honestly think I care more about the rules than about you and what you need? Not a chance, Kurt. Not ever." Blaine knew he probably sounded a little too passionate and his voice had risen just above a whisper, but he needed Kurt to know this. Nothing meant more to him than Kurt.
It seemed Kurt had picked up on that, but perhaps Kurt had figured out more. "So when Quinn talked about us dating," Blaine's breath hitched noticeably, "you… reacted like that, yes. Why?"
Kurt's tone made it clear that he knew what was going on and the fact that he was asking gave Blaine a moment of hope. "Because the idea… isn't as far out of my mind as it could be."
When Kurt finally replied, Blaine almost jumped because his voice was a lot closer than it had been a few seconds ago. "Nor mine."
And then a pair of lips were pressing gently against his and Blaine knew he was dreaming. Considering he was lying in bed, that theory was definitely high up on the list and while he regretted figuring it out so early, he was going to make the most of it, kissing Kurt back softly and just hoping he didn't wake up too soon…
Rachel giggled loudly before Mercedes shushed her and Kurt pulled away regretfully from a stunned Blaine who had just realized this was real. Or it had been real until Kurt had pulled away… so Blaine needed to change that. He reached out carefully until he found Kurt's cheek, then traced around to the back of his neck and pulled him in gently to kiss him again.
The rest of the girls eventually drifted off to sleep, but the two boys didn't follow suit for quite some time.
Saturday morning brought a tired Kurt and Blaine sneaking four girls out of the boarders block and into Rachel's car. Both boys received hugs from all of the girls and a knowing look from Mercedes was directed at Blaine - he knew he could expect a talk from her a little later, once they had all gotten some sleep that was.
As the car pulled away, Kurt leaned into his side tiredly and Blaine wrapped an arm around him. "Thank you for letting them stay," he murmured.
"My pleasure. It was a wonderful night."
Kurt tilted his head up and Blaine obligingly kissed him, smiling into his mouth. "It was," he murmured. "You need to break the rules more often."
And as Kurt rested his head against his shoulder again, Blaine couldn't help but agree. Yes, I think I do.
So, can anybody tell which Season Two episode I watched for the first time today? ;)
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