Hello there lovely readers. Can i first say OH MY GOD. THANK YOU ALL SO MUCH FOR 1260 VIEWS IN ONE DAY! I literally couldn't believe it! I'm up to 1700 members and 400 visitors THIS MONTH. THANK YOU THANK YOU THANK YOU.
I want to do a Vlog on my YouTube channel mentioning every person who has alerted and favourited by their pen name. If you want your real name used then message me. I would also love to do a song in the video too, any requests?
Oh and i was alerted to inconsistencies in Chapter 8 which have been changed and emboldened. Thanks Sofia! :)
Anyways, on with the story!
Chapter 11: I'm Not Like That...
"Look Chandler, it's not a date. I think he just feels guilty for not replying to be because he was too busy with strippers." Kurt said, running his fingers through his hair for about the hundredth time in 10 minutes. He himself wasn't really sure why Blaine had invited him over; he didn't have anything else to do, so why not? He'd chosen a reasonably formal outfit with white jeans (skin-tight as usual) and white ankle boots. Thanks to his readers (a quick poll added to his blog) they had decided that monochrome was the way to go and he'd chosen a black shirt. Chandler had also agreed and decided that "Blaine would be crazy not to want to date you" which earned him a blush and a playful slap on the arm.
Kurt checked his iPhone and read the few inbox messages that he'd received on Facebook from a group that someone had started in his honor. He did try and read everything that people sent him, he just rarely had time to reply to anything. He sent Mercedes a quick text to ask how she was and to tell her he was going out for dinner. The pair exchanged a few texts back and forth while Kurt was in the cab on his way to Blaine's house. The fact that his best friend was an amateur recording artist in Chicago was one of the main things he hated about living in New York. He checked his hair once more before knocking on the door of the large house; eying the keypad curiously. He waited a few seconds before Blaine opened the door and smiled, standing aside to let him in.
Blaine took a calming breath when he head Kurt knock at the door. Why was he getting so nervous? No less than 10 minutes ago i was having a mad moment, doubting whether i liked him like that because i'd only dated one person and that was Chelsea. He opened the door and was relieved to find the young fashion blogger on his door step. He took another deep breath, but not because of his nerves. "You look... Amazing." He said when he'd shut the door and Kurt was taking in his surroundings. Well, that settles it. There is no doubt in my mind that i'm... Well... Kurt-sexual at least. He thought to himself and smiled when Kurt finally spoke.
"Impressive place, i thought it would be bigger though." Kurt quipped with a smirk, turning to walk into the open plan kitchen-diner. Blaine took a moment to be stunned by the sound of Kurt's musical laugh. He knew his voice was higher than most but he'd never really taken the time to actually listen.
"We urm... Kinda' match." The fashionista said finally, when Blaine didn't reply. Oh crap, he totally caught me daydreaming... About him...
"Indeed we do; i noticed that you asked on your site. I have to agree you do look... Remarkable in black and white."
"Something smells delicious and no sign of your chef in sight."
"Spaghetti and brownies." Blaine said, walking to his fridge and collecting the bottle of white wine that he'd bought earlier in the day. He'd seen a few months ago that Kurt had blogged about a particular white wine and how it was the nicest thing he'd ever tasted. He poured 2 glasses of the exact same wine for them and gave Kurt his. He was surprised to see that Kurt was admiring one of his paintings that he'd bought on holiday in Hawaii. He'd enjoyed his relaxing stay after he'd finished his first album and had bought the painting from a street artist as a souvenir.
"I'm glad you decided to come tonight Kurt, i was a complete idiot and i'm glad you gave me a chance. I'm not the guy that everyone sees in the papers. I hadn't been partying until the other night and it was to celebrate my first non-musical job. It drives me insane that people think i'm some stuck up popstar that drinks and does drugs and all that. It'd just not true." Blaine said, trying his hardest not to make it sound like he was angry with Kurt but it was one of the main things that made him angry about his new found lifestyle. Kurt watched him, unsure how to react but he was feeling brave. He sipped his wine and then set it down on the table, standing close to his idol and raising a hand to stroke his cheek gently.
"I don't think that, Blaine. Believe me. The partying was dumb, you know that. The fact that you apologized means that it isn't a habit of yours and i appreciate that you've invited me here tonight." He continued to stroke his cheek with his thumb before they were both startled by the oven beeping, letting them both know that their food was ready. Blaine pulled away reluctantly before going to check on the spaghetti sauce, adding it to his pasta which was also cooked. He poured the sauce over the pasta and set both bowls down on the table. He knew it wasn't fancy but it did look and smell pretty good.
Kurt looked up to smile at his host when he was halfway through his meal. Blaine really wasn't such a bad cook and it didn't look like he had had the help of anyone else. I really am enjoying the evening so far; the house is gorgeous, Blaine is... Well... Gorgeous, the food is really nice and he took the trouble of finding out my favorite wine. He watched with amusement as Blaine leaned over to grab the remote control for his sound system. He chose some Adele, both enjoying it quietly between courses while they waited for the brownies to finish baking.
"For some reason i thought you'd have your own album on. I guess you really aren't as big headed as people seem to think. Not me though. I always thought you were down to earth and a nice guy and yeah." Kurt continued to ramble before blushing bright red, looking down at the table, suddenly very interested in it. Blaine let his hand find Kurt's, seeing that it was the only way to get his attention. He squeezed Kurt's hand gently in reassurance, smiling at him when their eyes finally met. They were interrupted again by the sound of the oven, letting them know that the brownies were cooked to perfection and smelled amazing. The musician got up and removed the brownies from the oven, slicing them into equal pieces.
In the next Chapter: Kurt and Blaine enjoy the rest of their "date" and things don't quite go as they had planned...
N'aww. The start of their date and everything. :) I have so many cute things planned for the next Chapter. Oh BTW. Can we please discuss the beautiful performance of "Come What May" (I wrote a songfic for Glee with that song, just after the first Season was aired... Psychic i am ;)) I literally cried like a baby.
ANYWAYS. I hope you like this and want to be in my video. ;) Lemme know any plans you have. I have started a Criminal Minds / Glee fic. I've just started season 2 so no spoilers, please!
