Quickly following what Blaine liked to call "the-successful-midnight-serenade-kiss," Blaine's feelings immediately started to reciprocate to what had happened. Kurt actually kissed him. And not one of those pity kisses where you feel honored at someone when they write a song for you. It wasn't a thank you kiss. It was a real kiss. And this time, they weren't surrounded by a bunch of intoxicated teenagers cheering them on, or had just a few stolen moments in a quiet kitchen. This kiss was private, done properly, without any invasion.
Or, that's what Blaine thought.
"Blaine!" Blaine was trying to sleep in his room when a loud bang burst through the door and he felt his mattress dip as several bodies started to climb onto it.
"BLAINE! WAKE UP, MAN!" It was Nick's voice.
Blaine jolted awake with a start, gasping when he felt his friends' hands shaking him.
"What, what? What is it? Is the forest on fire?" Blaine slurred sleepily.
David rolled his eyes, but he was smiling like he won the lottery. "Don't give us that crap, Blaine."
"Congratulations, dude!" Jeff chimed in. "You're looks and charisma finally paid off, for once."
Blaine was suspicious. "What are you talking about?"
"Oh, come on, Blaine," Wes said. "You. Last night. With Kurt."
"What the hell?" Blaine was more alert now, and he fully sat up in the bed. "How do you know about that?"
David shrugged. "Everyone was watching from the window last night at Santana's."
"Everyone?" Blaine's eyes were the size of baseballs.
"Yeah! It was hilarious. That Rachel chick was pushing past everyone to get to the window so she could see, but she was so short that Sam literally almost knocked her d-"
"YOU ASSHOLES!" Blaine shouted, grabbing a pillow and smacking all of his friends with it. They held their hands up in surrender.
"Woah! Chill, Blaine! You're gonna shove a feather up someone's eye!" Nick pleaded. Blaine wasn't exactly mad at his friends, but he was...a little worried about how Kurt would feel about this. Blaine just wanted one little exclusive moment with Kurt. Was that so hard to ask?
Blaine crossed his arms over his chest. "Why were you watching? Couldn't you have given me like, ten seconds of some goddamn privacy?"
"Sorry," Jeff said, genuinely feeling sorry now. "We didn't mean to...we were just so curious that you were alone with him out there, and everyone was sort of rooting for you guys to get together."
"...Seriously?" Blaine asked, now cocking his head to the side.
"Yes," Wes joined in. "Don't worry. We weren't like, betting on you guys like horses at a race or anything. We were just observing the average, teenage gay boys from afar."
Blaine laughed a little at that. But then he sighed, "I'm just worried now...he's probably shied away now that you dumbasses spied on us."
"Quite the contrary," Wes shrugged. "He's downstairs right now waiting on you."
"What?" Blaine sprung up out of his bed, rushing to the drawers and looking for clothes. "How many more surprises are you going to fire at me in one morning?"
"Relax, dude, he hasn't been here long," said David. "Just a couple of minutes. He asked to speak to you when you woke up."
Blaine narrowed his eyes at his friends. "You didn't say anything stupid to him, right?"
"What? No! Come on, Blaine," Jeff snorted. "We're dumb, but not stupid. We wouldn't mess this up for you."
"Thanks. Now get out and let me change."
David did a little military solute before marching out of Blaine's room, closing the door. Blaine ran his fingers through his thick curls, pushing clothes aside until he settled on an outfit: khaki shorts, a magenta v-neck, his sunglasses and just the slightest dab of hair gel. He didn't really wear that much of the product in the summer because it usually would melt and drip all over the place. Too much of a hassle.
Blaine made his way down the wooden staircase, suddenly feeling a lot more nervous now than he was ten seconds ago. This was the first time he was seeing Kurt prior having kissed him last night. He gulped, shaking his nerves away before going into the living room.
Sure enough, there was Kurt, sitting on the sofa chewing on his bottom lip as he played with his phone. Kurt's giant glasz eyes looked up at the sound of Blaine's feet shuffling, and he smiled the smallest of smiles before standing up to greet Blaine.
"Hi," Kurt whispered a little bashfully, his cheeks turning a lovely shade of pink. Blaine returned his smile.
"Hi," Blaine said. They were standing only a few inches apart now, and slowly, Blaine opened his arms. Kurt stepped into them, enjoying the way he was cradled against Blaine's defined chest. He snuggled his nose into the crook of Blaine's shoulder, Blaine resting his chin on Kurt's. Blaine's heart nearly exploded when he felt Kurt press a kiss to Blaine's cheek.
When the boys pulled away, they exchanged nervous little giggles. "Will you take a walk with me?" Kurt asked.
Blaine nodded, taking Kurt's hand and heading out the door once he got his shoes on. The weather was scorching hot today, as it always was, but the boys continues to stroll down a tiny little path surrounded by wild flowers and trees of all different shades of green.
"How'd you find this place?" asked Blaine as he swung his and Kurt's intertwined fingers back and forth.
"I found it when I was just walking around at night," Kurt explained. "I was bored."
"Why would you go off by yourself at night?" Blaine asked. "There could be lions, tigers and bears...or murderers."
Kurt laughed, throwing his head back to expose most of his long, pale neck sticking out of his shirt. Blaine had to lick his lips and fight the urge to lean over and kiss it.
"More like killer mosquito's," Kurt said. "Don't worry about me. Instead, we should be worrying about us."
"Oh," Blaine wilted.
"Oh, I didn't mean it like that, Blaine," Kurt stopped walking and turned his body so that he was in front of Blaine. He looked straight into the glowing orbs of Kurt's eyes, watching as he delicately blinked with his eyelashes fluttering. Kurt flushed, feeling the intensity of Blaine's eyes on his own. Kurt had never really been alone this much with another boy, and the fact that Blaine was willing to be more than friends with him made him feel...wanted.
He loved the feeling, and it made his heart beat irregularly.
"Um," Kurt began, "So, about last night...let me first say that it was amazing."
Blaine let out a breath he didn't even know he was holding. He was fearing that Kurt was going to say he made a mistake, or didn't want to go on with whatever they were having.
"I thought it was amazing too," Blaine said. "The kissing and all that. I-I mean, not that it was the only good part, because, like, it was great that y-you-"
Blaine was cut off with his babbling when Kurt just laughed and pressed a chaste kiss to his lips. "You're actually really cute when you're flustered."
Blaine felt the heat on his cheeks, and not the kind from the summer weather. "I try not to be."
"I was nervous, too," Kurt reassured him, rubbing Blaine's shoulder. "It's fine, don't worry about that. But I'm just really curious."
"About what?"
"I mean, there had to be some other reason why you serenaded me in the middle of the night before we practically made out." Kurt flushed at his choice of words, but kept talking. "And I'm pretty sure I know what you want- Correct me if I'm wrong- But I just really need to know what your intentions are with me."
Blaine took Kurt's waist in between his hands, making Kurt burn up as he spoke so fast that Kurt almost didn't catch what he was saying.
"I just think that you're really really amazing and talented and cute and I'd love to be more than friends with you, but I've never had a boyfriend myself and I'd just love to get to know you more as a person. I think we'd be like, the power couple that just becomes unstoppable as lame as that sounds, so for as long as we're here and beyond, would you maybe want to start a relationship with me?"
Blaine waited for a very long time as Kurt thought of an answer, his heart beating wildly in his chest.
"You've never had a boyfriend before?"
He blinked. "W-what?"
"You've never had a boyfriend before?" Kurt repeated, almost a little incredulously.
"Uh, no," Blaine replied, a little confused as to why Kurt didn't answer his question. "Why?"
"You're just so hot and charismatic that I'd thought you already had plenty," Kurt giggled.
Blaine smirked. "I'm hot, am I?"
"Very hot, Blaine, trust me," Kurt snorted, not being sarcastic, but rather flirty. "And...I've never had a boyfriend either."
This surprised Blaine. Someone as strikingly beautiful as Kurt was bound to have at least one boyfriend. "Really?"
"Yeah. But I think I'd like to change that. For both of us."
Blaine almost jumped for joy. "Seriously?"
"Seriously," Kurt clarified before he moved in to kiss Blaine passionately on the lips. Blaine was so happy that he wrapped his arms about the boy in front of him, lifting him off the ground and spinning them in big circled. Kurt half squealed, half screamed as he clutched tightly to Blaine's shoulders until he was set down on the ground again.
"You're so immature," Kurt giggled, a little dizzily as he tried to stand up straight.
"I know!" Blaine took Kurt's hand again and skipped happily down the trail like a five-year old on crack. "Isn't it great?"
Kurt had a feeling Blaine wasn't referring to him acting like a child.
"It's really great," Kurt whispered just before Blaine moved in to catch Kurt's lips between his own.
AN: Hooray! They're together now! Or at least, FOR NOW! Remember folks, if you've read the summary of this story, you'll find that I am going to break up our boys sooner or later. But alas, let's go back to the summary of the story. They will be meeting again in the future! So don't try to be too upset, for our boys will meet again! And who knows? Maybe they'll just get back together. You never know. Thanks for reading!
