Happy Easter Holidays! Thank you guys for all your kind comments and support for this fic!
The chapter was as usual betaed by hkvoyage
We are getting close to THE reveal, but there is a LOT that happens after that too…
Enjoy & the next update will be on the 10th!
A soft pillow, a comforting smell and creamy colours filled Kurt's senses when he woke up the next day. He had no idea what time it was but it had to be morning already, which meant that he actually managed to sleep the whole night without any interruptions. Kurt sighed with relief, still half-asleep. A night without his nightmares about the past was always a good night.
Something was not right, though – where were the traffic sounds or the annoying wake-up call from Pav?
Oh yeah, I'm at Blaine's, Kurt remembered groggily, rolling to the side and opening his eyes. As a nice surprise, in front of the sofa sat Cooper with some chew toy in his mouth.
"That's very random of you, Coop," the young man said with a slight smile, which disappeared when he identified what the chew toy was.
"Ohmygod is that a pink..." Kurt almost fell from the sofa. "Bad boy. I really need to talk with Blaine about your upbringing." He lifted the black AniBot and padded toward the closed door, enjoying the fluffy feel of the carpet under his bare feet. There was a muffled sound coming from the hallway, so Kurt opened the door, revealing Blaine – already dressed and looking unfairly gorgeous – leaning on the wall and talking on the phone.
"Of course I didn't forget, Wes." The guilty grimace on Blaine's face indicated otherwise. "I will be there, just... You know how it was between me and Flint. I can't promise to be civil around him..." the older man looked up then and noticed Kurt – looking much better after a long sleep. Blaine's face broke into a smile, changing into confusion when he saw the younger designer scowling. His eyes wondered down and he saw Cooper in Kurt's hands. The AniBot was chewing a sad-looking, worn-out pink dildo.
"It's not mine," Blaine mouthed to Kurt before focusing again on the conversation. "Yeah, I know the place. I agree they have good food and..." Blaine was struck by a sudden idea. "Kurt, wait a moment!" he stopped the younger man from retreating to the living room. "Are you doing anything tonight?"
Kurt shook his head, confused.
Blaine flashed him a triumphant smile. "You are now. Wes," he spoke into his phone. "I'm coming, but I'm bringing someone. No, silly. There won't be any problems, it's just a Dom friend who, like me, appreciates good cuisine." He laughed seeing an adorable frown on Kurt's face.
"Yes, that's my condition. Great. See you later." Blaine finished the conversation.
"Can you tell me what is going on?" Kurt asked putting Coop on the carpet.
"You," he pointed his finger at the blue-eyed man, "are going with me to Stravaganza tonight!"
"Stravaganza..." Kurt slowly repeated. "The one that you need to book a table three generations ago to get in?"
"Yep."
"The one serving araucana eggs covered in perigord truffle?"
"Yep." Blaine could swear there was lust in Kurt's eyes and he felt jealousy toward those damn eggs.
"And stuffed matsutake mushrooms?" the designer bounced a little from excitement.
"Yep, the very one. Wes always knows people who know people and he already ordered every possible snack to be available in a buffet-style. I take it you will come?"
"Of course!" Kurt smiled as he started thinking of flavours he was dreaming to try. "What are you celebrating?"
"Just a small high school reunion. I had some close friends there, but the rest are all quite a boring bunch. However, with you included it will be thousand times more interesting!" Blaine's eyes shone with warm joy and Kurt felt good about being the cause of this light.
"Fear not – I'll keep the conversation engaging," Kurt assured him. He just needed time to prepare for going out tonight... Kurt looked at a watch and froze. "You allowed me to sleep till noon?"
Blaine shrugged. "You looked like you needed it." The Dom pondered for a moment if he should enquire more about the reason for Kurt's recent weird behaviour, but in the end decided against it. "Come on, I'll fix you a breakfast – you need more flesh on you."
Kurt looked down – Blaine's clothes were indeed very loose on him. "I'm fine. You are just fat." He laughed and added reluctantly "And tall."
"Well, you are right about being 'fine'," Blaine mumbled, turning toward the kitchen door to hide his flushed face from Kurt.
After spending the morning and early afternoon with Blaine, Kurt's apartment felt empty like never before. The young man opened his wardrobe and wondered what would best suit him. Somehow he felt that for his disguise to be unchallenged he had to earn respect from Blaine's friends too. He took out all nicest clothes he had and finally chose velvet midnight blue suit jacket with a matching shirt, checked scarf and graphite tight trousers.
He was just working on his hair when he remembered a small detail of what Blaine had told him. "small high school reunion".
"Shit!" Kurt hissed switching off his hairdryer. Should I call Blaine and cancel? Kurt thought looking at himself in the mirror. And what reason am I going to give him? He quickly grabbed his phone and dialled Tina's number.
"I hope you are not calling me on weekend just to complain more?" he heard the upset female voice after few signals.
Kurt sighed. This will be difficult to explain. "I'm actually fine. But soon I won't be," he added honestly. "I need your help."
"As usual. What is it?"Tina seemed cranky – Kurt probably interrupted her private time with Mike.
"I'm going out with Blaine tonight."
"OhMyGodKurt! Really? Wait, I hope you are not going to ask me how two guys do it because I have no idea-"
"Tina!" Kurt interrupted her. "We are going as friends. And we won't be alone – that's the problem. It's Blaine's high school reunion," he said quickly. What followed was a long silence from Tina's side. Kurt wisely moved the phone away from his ear, prepared for an explosion.
"WHAT THE HELL KURT?!" Tina's voice reverberated through his entire flat. "You are going to spend an evening in a crowd of Doms?! Kurt, there is a reason why after marking they separate people into Dom and Sub classes!"
Kurt rolled his eyes. Like that ever helped – the Dom bullies always would get him after classes. "We are not teenagers anymore, Tina. And it's not as if I would ever roll over for anyone anyway– you know that."
Tina sighed heavily. "Then why do you need me? You are obviously set on going."
"I need you to tell me how to behave as a Dom to not be revealed," said Kurt "It's easy with one person, but are there any rules to abide by within a group?"
"What do you mean? Like a secret handshake?" Tina asked, astonished.
"Uh... yeah?"
"I can assure you there is no secret handshake, Kurt. Just be your usual cocky diva self. But Kurt... If you don't want Blaine to know about you, it is still a very stupid are already not doing well from all this pretending and it's just going to get worse. At least call me every hour or so to let me know everything is okay..."
Kurt looked again at his reflection in the mirror. The way he lived wasn't easy, but he still managed. He was not going to chicken out on a great time with Blaine just because there will be few stupid Doms around.
"I'll be fine," Kurt said for the last time this evening, both to his reflection and to Tina.