I've decided that I will post the second half of this chapter before Dalton Dapperfest on Sunday. I mean, Glee. Whatever. Hopefully, it'll tide everyone over from bubbling nerves at Glee's return, as well as give you something to do during the stupid football game beforehand.
Note: Anyone want to squeal about spoilers for Dalton Dapperfest / Silly Love Songs? I'm game. Message me.
Disclaimer: I do not own Glee, or the song used in this chapter, which would be Sway by Michael Buble.
"Alright, we have a different idea for this practice," Wes said from behind the desk with his gavel. Kurt and Blaine had a running count of the amount of times Wes slammed his gavel against the desk; the record was twenty-seven.
"We've decided that we need to loosen up a bit," David said, shrugging out of his blazer, which invited the rest of the boys to get out of the irritating Dalton issued blazers.
"We're going to do a little dancing," Wes said, as a couple of the boys tensed up with these words. Kurt was silently giddy about being able to dance, and not in the way that his hips took over his body with Britney playing, just some good old fashioned chorography.
"But, we need some instructors..." David drifted off, as Wes picked up his train of thought.
"And, we have two veteran dancers in our presence," Wes said, as Kurt sunk into his seat. He was the newest Warbler, by no means a veteran. He was kind of hoping to lead the dance numbers, since he choreographed a lot of the New Directions numbers.
"So, drum roll please," David stalled, as the room started making thunderous levels of noise.
"Would Blaine and Kurt join us up here?" Wes said, as Kurt choked on his own breath.
"Excuse me?" Blaine asked, knowing that he had tripped over his feet doing the basic Warbler dance moves, and they surely didn't accept his When I Get You Alone thing as dancing.
"We've all seen your abilities," David said, referring to Blaine's ballroom dancing skills during the Winter Formal last year. He had danced with their best dancer, Abigail, doing moves that a lot of the Dalton boys didn't even know were possible. It wasn't Blaine's fault that his mother was very into ballroom dancing.
"And, it's a partner dance," Wes said, watching the two of the boys' faces turn a gentle pink color.
"In that case," Blaine said, with a snarky wink, grabbing Kurt's hand to lead them up to the front of the room. Wes and David moved the committee table out of the way, making ample room for them to get their cha-cha on.
"What song are we even dancing to?" Kurt asked, feeling the butterflies flittering around in his stomach, much in the manner that they always did when he was around Blaine. However, these butterflies were mixed with pure nerves.
"When marimba rhythms start to play, dance with me, make me sway," Michael Buble started playing through the surround sound in the room. Blaine drew Kurt close, hugging the small of his back, as they eased into the cha-cha steps.
"Like a lazy ocean hugs the shore, hold me close, sway me more," Blaine silently sung, as blue met hazel through thick eyelashes.
"Like a flower bending in the breeze, bend with me, sway with ease," Kurt silently sang back, a small smile blooming on his face. He usually made sure that he was the leader when dancing, but he kind of enjoyed following Blaine.
"When we dance you have a way with me, stay with me, sway with me," Michael Buble's voice glided in the room, blanketing the room his vocal dips and peppy beat.
"Other dancers may be on the floor, dear, but my eyes will see only you," Blaine's voice murmured close to Kurt's ear, which sent a bout of goose bumps flowing through his body.
"Only you have the magic technique when we sway I go weak," Kurt sang, his voice ringing louder than Michael Buble's on the last word. It made the two dancer turn into a pile of giggles for a second.
"I can hear the sounds of violins long before it begins," Michael Buble's voice sang solo, as Blaine tried to pull Kurt even closer than he was which proved impossible. They might have noticed Wes slip out his iPhone, to upload straight to YouTube!, if they weren't so wrapped up in each other's arms.
"Make me thrill as only you know how," Kurt mumbled in Blaine's ear. Blaine nearly melted into a puddle of Jell-o upon having his partner's hot breath tickle his neck.
"Sway me smooth, sway me now," Michael Buble sang, as it led into the instrumental piece, where Blaine took the liberty to spin Kurt out. Kurt spun back into Blaine's chest, but neither party was complaining. They started just swaying, skipping the cha-cha steps, with these huge smiles on their faces.
"You do realize, Wes might die from happiness with this," Kurt whispered into his partner's ear, as Blaine toyed with the idea of Wes not being around. He wasn't going to complain about it.
"I think we still need to put more into it," Blaine muttered back, as they fell back into their cha-cha steps. Kurt shortly nodded his head in agreement.
"Other dancers may be on the floor, dear, but my eyes will see only you," Michael Buble sang, his smooth voice floating through the atmosphere, "Only you have the magic technique when we sway I go weak."
"I can hear the sounds of violins long before it begins," Kurt quietly sang to his partner, their faces tantalizingly close, as their bodies moved in perfect time.
"Make me thrill as only you know how, sway me smooth, sway me now," Blaine sang over Michael Buble's voice, as Kurt snaked his arms around Blaine's neck. He toyed with the bottom of his perfectly gelled hair. This action did not go unnoticed by the two boys who planned the dance number.
"When marimba rhythms start to play, dance with me, make me sway," Kurt sang, careful to keep his tone hushed.
"Like a lazy ocean hugs the shore, hold me close, sway me more," Michael Buble sang, as Blaine dipped Kurt, earning a bout of cat calls from the group. Kurt snapped up as the beat came to an abrupt halt. The amount of applause garnered from that one move was enough to make the two dancers burst out in laughter.
"Like a flower bending in the breeze, bend with me, sway with ease," Blaine sang, with a smile that stretched ear to ear.
"When we dance you have a way with me, stay with me, sway with me," Kurt crooned, with a twin smile to Blaine's.
"When marimbas start to play, hold me close, make me sway. Like an ocean hugs the shore, hold me close, sway me more," Michael Buble sang, nearing the end of his song, "Like a flower bending in the breeze, bend with me, sway me with ease."
"When we dance you have a way with me, stay with me, sway with me," Kurt and Blaine gently sang, their voices only being heard by each other.
The room exploded in applause, while Blaine and Kurt stayed close in each other's arms. Wes posted the video to YouTube, and slipped his phone back into his pocket, all before the two dancers could even tear their eyes from each other.
"Now, we were thinking that Jeff could teach us how to dougie," David said, as Jeff eagerly jumped up, knowing that his dance moves were reserved late night dance parties.
"And, then we're open to requests," Wes said, as the familiar beat Cali Swag District started filling the room. The Warblers were soon shimmying, and trying to follow Jeff's fluid movements.
"Follow me," Blaine said, tangling his fingers with Kurt's. They escaped to the back corner, where nobody would bother them. Soon enough, their hips were moving in perfect time with the rhythm of the drums, and their bodies were pressed close.
By the way, I think I found Blaine again. I mean, I think I've found half of him. He's still a bit off. Perhaps, I was sent the clone instead of the real deal. I should look into this. ;)