KURTS POV
"So your saying that I have to subtract 6x from the equation to get y? And than I have to plug that into the second equation and get x?" I asked Blaine who looked thrilled.
"Yes! I think you're going to pass that algebra test." He smiled.
I got excited knowing that I finally understood math. "So than the answer is (3, 7)?"
"Ugh, no!" Blaine put my pillow over his face and screamed.
"Blaine this is no use. I'm terrible at math. And frankly your not a good tutor if it's taking me this long to learn." I insisted. Blaine walked over to my desk where I sat and put his hand on my shoulder.
"I'm sorry Kurt, I'm not doing my best. I'm getting frustrated, when I shouldn't be." Blaine smiled down at me. "I'm sorry I'm a bad tutor. Could you ever forgive me?"
"Maybe." I said shutting my notebook.
Just than David and Wes ran into my room. "Oh my God guys guess what!" Wes screamed.
"What?" Blaine asked confused.
"Did someone die?" I asked scared.
"No Kurt no one died." Wes laughed. "But Blaine owes you $20."
"Yay!" I jumped up and stuck my tongue out at Blaine.
"What? How?" Blaine asked.
"Sam and Bradley. Totally made out." David said.
"How do you know that?" Blaine was being stubborn.
"Oh we heard them trust me. It got quiet and we heard Sam say something about want me to do it again and Bradley said something along the lines of yes kiss again and such." Wes explained.
"Oh yeah I win in your face!" I pointed my finger an inch away from Blaine's face.
"Aren't you mature." Blaine said trying not to laugh.
"Well our job is done." Wes said sitting on the couch and putting his feet up.
"So uh, where are they?" Blaine asked.
"Who?" David asked.
"Sam and Bradley?" I said slowly.
"Oh shit!" Wes and David both said and ran out of the room.
"They really aren't that reliable." I shook my head laughing.
"Yeah they're the worst." Blaine smiled. "So uh Kurt, I don't have the money right now but I'll give it to you soon."
"Oh its alright, you can do other things for me while I wait." I said walking over to my desk.
"What do you mean?" Blaine had a look of confusion on his face.
"Well you know since you're my slave for a week." I said casually.
"Excuse me?" Blaine's eyes widened.
"Yeah don't you remember?" I asked him.
"No I don't actually." Blaine came over by me.
"Oh that's right, I made that part up in my head as we shook hands."
"What? You can't do that!" he pouted.
"Oh but I can, I don't see any rules that say I can't." I laughed.
"Well, what did you have in mind?" his voice got lower and he took my hands to make me stand up.
"I think you have a pretty good idea." I smiled at him.
BLAINES POV
This was not what I had in mind. Kurt's idea of me being a slave. Was getting him food and drinks, giving him foot massages, cleaning his room, and doing his report. Sure I mean, I would have done all of those things for him anyway. But still.
I was in the middle of vacuuming when he screamed at me to turn it off because he was listening to music. I did as I was told.
"Oh Blaine wait you missed a spot." he pointed to the floor. I glared at him and he laughed. "I'm kidding sweetie!"
"Yeah you better be." I warned him. "Kurt as happy as I am that I'm making you happy, this is so boring."
"Well what would you like to do?" Kurt said sitting up in his bed.
"I'd like to be your boyfriend. Not your maid." I laugh.
"And what would you differently as my boyfriend?" Kurt asked curious.
"Well," I sat next to him on his bed. "I'd be sitting here with you, instead of being over there cleaning."
"What else?" Kurt sat up straighter.
"I would be able to lay with you." I gently pulled him down with me onto his bed.
"Anything else?" Kurt's voice got softer.
"I'd be able to do this." I whispered as I kissed him. When we kiss, I feel sparks fly every time. He's the one. And it's going to stay this way. Kurt made the kiss more passionate and got on top of me. I put my hands on his waist as he had his hands on my chest. I slid my tongue into his mouth and he definitely didn't reject that. I stopped knowing what would come next.
But once I pulled away I saw how hurt Kurt looked.
"Did I do something wrong?" he asked quietly.
"No not at all. It's just usually some barges in by now.." I said staring at the door. A good two minutes had pasted.
"Blaine no one is coming." Kurt looked down into my eyes.
"I guess your right." I sighed and smiled, "Where were we?" Kurt smiled and leaned down to kiss me. He started to get a little touchy. I did not care at all. He started to unbuckle my belt, consciously this time. I pulled up his shirt a bit and rubbed my hands up and down his back. This was it Blaine, you and Kurt are taking this to the next level.
"Oh gosh I'm so sorry." Bradley walked into the room. FML.
"God dammit, I'm never going to get to second base!" I said, but realized I said it out loud. "Sorry ignore that."
"Not going to happen." Kurt laughed. "Hey Bradley, what's up?"
"Oh uh, nothing. Just thought I could use a shower." He looked away and ran into the bathroom.
"I think he got a boner from us making out." I said.
"Don't be silly. It was probably from sexy time with Sam." Kurt winked. "You should go though. I want to talk to Bradley about what happened."
"Ugh ditching me for girl talk?" I joked with him.
"Yes because I get enough of you as it is." Kurt laughed.
"Whatever," I pulled him close to me and kissed him. "I'll see ya tomorrow morning."
"You will." Kurt smiled. "Goodnight Blaine."
"Goodnight Kurt." I got up and walked to the door. "I love you." I said as I turned around.
"I love you too." Kurt smiled big and ran up to me giving me a long and tight hug.
"Bye," I smiled kissing his forehead.
BRADLEYS POV
After my shower, my very cold shower, I got out and realized I didn't have any pajamas in the bathroom. Great. I cracked the door a little bit and saw that Kurt was at his desk doing homework.
"Hey Kurt?" I called over to him.
"Yeah Bradley?" he asked.
"I didn't bring in any pajamas. Do you think you can close your eyes for like 5 minutes?" I asked.
"Bradley I'm not going to eye fuck you." Kurt laughed. "But sure." He put his head on his desk. I ran out of the bathroom and went to my dresser. I pulled out a pair of boxers and than a tee shirt. I hadn't done laundry in a while. I should probably do that. I miss my soft silk pajamas. I put them on and than heard a whistle. I turned and saw Kurt looking at me.
"Hey you said no peeking!" I exclaimed.
"You said for five minutes. It's been six." He laughed. "Nice face."
I guess I was blushing. Again. I looked around for pants. I couldn't find anything. "Hey Kurt do you have a pair of pajama pants I can use?"
"Sorry, I don't. I really need to get some laundry done." Kurt said apologetically.
"Ugh what am I going to do?" I panicked.
"I'll be right back." Kurt smiled and left the room. What felt like moments later he was back and threw a pair of pants at me. I put them on my self. And boy were they big.
"Where did you get these from?" I asked him.
"Sam." He smiled at me.
"What? Oh no I couldn't." I started to take them off.
"No Bradley stop. He said it was no problem and you can keep them since they don't fit him."
"I can't do that to him."
"Bradley. Their a pair of black sweats. Relax." Kurt laughed. I sighed and just agreed.
"Would you want to do laundry now?" I asked him.
"Your nuts." Kurt said.
"Please, I need some clean close." I sat next to him at his desk and gave him my best puppy dog face.
"Oh. My. Goodness." Kurt looked at me in disbelief. "That's so adorable, Bradley."
"Really? I just did it because everyone else does it." I admitted.
"Fine go get your basket, I'll do laundry with you." Kurt said getting up.
"Yay! Maybe I'll use that face more often." I laughed.
Carrying all of our laundry down stairs was exhausting. Especially since we lived on the 5th floor. But it was always worth it. At least it was to me. I loved having clean clothes. Once in the laundry room we noticed someone else was there too. He had blond hair. And muscles. Oh no. not Sam.
"Oh hey Kurt!" Sam said cheerfully. "Hey Bradley." He admirably smiled at me. "Stalking me now?" He laughed.
"Uh, hi Sam.." I said quick under my breath. "Did you tell him we were coming here?" I whispered to Kurt.
"No I swear I had nothing to do with this." Kurt said, and I believed him. He was just ask shocked.
"So do you do laundry a lot at night?" Kurt asked him.
"Actually no. I'm only down here because Wes stopped by and spilled his soda all over my bed." Sam laughed. How could he laugh? I'd be so mad at Wes if he spilled anything on my bed, water included.
"Wesley, what will we do with him?" Kurt shook his head. While Sam was putting in laundry detergent, Kurt looked over at me. What's wrong? He mouthed. I shook my head and went to an empty washer, far from Sam.
"You know what I just noticed." Sam said worried. "Christmas is like in 2 days."
"You just realized that?" I asked.
"Yeah and I don't have anything for my parents, and there's no way I can get home anyway. Wow. This Christmas is going to suck." He looked sad and lost.
Kurt looked at me as if I should go comfort him. I couldn't. Kurt came by me and pulled my arm, "Hey Sam don't go anywhere me and Bradley will see if you can get a ride home tomorrow."
Once we left the room Kurt asked me, "What the hell is going on?"
"What do you mean?" I asked.
"Your totally ignoring Sam. Talk to him."
"I cant."
"Well why not."
"Because we hooked up earlier and it's embarrassing." I looked down.
"Bradley I'm sure if that happened, Sam likes you. He's not one to mess around. Talk to him. He needs someone right now." Kurt smiled at me. "Maybe you'll get another kiss."
"Oh shush." I hit him and walked back into the laundry room. He was still in the same stop as we left him. Kurt went up stairs.
I walked over to the sad boy. "Hey, are you alright?"
"Yeah, its just..this will be my first Christmas without my family. Pathetic right?" He tried to laugh.
"It's not pathetic. And you won't be alone so it won't be to terrible." I tried to comfort him.
"What do you mean? I thought a lot of you guys go home."
"Nah, in fact, Kurt, Blaine, and I were going to be the only ones on our floor. And we were going to have a lovely Christmas. You're welcomed to join us." I gave him a hopeful smile.
"I'd love to. And you know, that's the most words you've ever said to me." He laughed.
"Oh be quiet." I smiled. But I still couldn't help but feel uncomfortable with Sam.
(CHRISTMAS EVE NIGHT)
BLAINES POV
Kurt and I sat by the fire in Wes and David's room. They let us use their room for the fire only. As I recall David clearly stated, "If I come back and find one thing out of place, preferably my bed, I'll have to kill you both."
We needed some alone time. Where no one would interrupt. Bradley was wrapping presents and Sam was helping him. But with our luck, Sam would come barging in at the worst time.
"He apparently got me some great gift." Kurt said about Bradley.
"Well mines better." I stated.
"Well see about that." he smirked. "So you really got me something?"
"Well yeah, you deserve it. And I wanted to get you something." I smiled at him.
"Good, because I got you something too." Kurt sat up excitedly.
"Baby your crazy." I smiled at my excited boyfriend.
"Only for you." Kurt said very dramatically. It was obvious he was making fun of the cheesy line.
"Your funny, did you know that?"
"Oh yes I did actually. I do stand up for a living." Kurt sarcastically said.
"Oh your no longer doing your job working on the corners?" I asked and laughed as soon as his mouth dropped.
"That is not funny Blaine." Kurt said crossing his arms.
"Its very funny." I teased him. He wouldn't look at me. "Oh come on Kurt I'm kidding." Still nothing. I started to kiss his neck, "Oh Kurt?" I whispered.
He shivered, "Blaine knock it off."
"Please forgive my unfunniness?" I whispered in his ear.
"Fine but knock it off." he slid away from me.
"Do I have bad breath or something?" I asked him.
"No, I just don't think that we need to be intimate in a sexual preference. We can still be intimate with out being intimate." Kurt smiled, "Blaine I love kissing you, and I love..well yeah, but I just think that tonight should be about us and using this only time to really spend time together."
"It's totally understandable, and actually, I think it'll be good for us." I agreed with him.
"Your totally bummed we're not going to second base." Kurt laughed.
"Yeah just a little." I laughed along with him. "But we have all the time in the world. I'll live."
"You'll get by just fine with your hand." Kurt tried to keep from laughing but once my mouth dropped he couldn't help but crack up.
"I'm glad that this humors you." I said trying to come off angry, but that was a fail.
"Oh stop trying to be angry. You love me so knock it off." Kurt smiled.
"Yeah I do," I smiled back. He leaned in to kiss me but I backed away, "Nope, talkie time, not kissie."
"Well played." Kurt smiled and laughed.
SAMS POV
"So you got Blaine a book?" I asked picking the present marked 'Blaine'.
"It's journal and sheet music book. He can write about his life and make songs. I know he plays the guitar so he can get good use out of it." Bradley had everything thought out. It was like he was some test tube baby who got smart peoples genes.
"You sure think everything out." I praised him.
"Well I try to do my best to get people what they want." He was still wrapping stuff up. I saw there was five presents. One was for Blaine. Another was definitely for Kurt. Maybe David and Wes got one too. Hmm. Maybe there's more people here.
"So tell me." I insisted.
"Tell you what?" He asked very monotone.
"About you. Your life. Your story."
"Still being written." He got up and put the presents in his closet.
"So I don't get a preview?" I asked.
"I'll think about it." he closed the closet door.
"Hey uh are you alright?" I asked.
"Yes perfectly fine. Why do you ask?" He didn't make eye contact with me.
"Well you've been sort of distant I guess."
"Sam we're hanging out aren't we? I mean, I basically found any excuse to get away from you before. And now we're hanging out and it's not good enough?" Bradley didn't seem mad. He seemed very unemotional.
"No that's not it. Your just. Not really talking to me. I guess it's just in my head."
"Yeah I guess." There was definitely something wrong with him.
"So do you want me to go or something?" I asked him.
"Whatever you want. I was going to watch a movie. Your welcomed to join-""Yeah I'll just go." I got up.
"See you tomorrow morning than." Bradley didn't even stop me. Well I guess he really didn't want me there. And that kiss meant nothing to him. Way to go Sam. You pushed him away. You should have waited it out. And now. You blew it. Merry frickin Christmas.