YOU ARE ALL SO AMAZING!
Thank you guys, I wish I could hug all of you but..*shakes fist at Moffat*
Oops, sorry, that was NOT for you :)
Anyway, we're moving along with this story and I think this might have..Erm...20 ch total? I think. I don't know.
Ok, here's ch nr. 11. Hope you like it.
"Another one?" Kurt asked as Quinn picked up the long package in front of the door.
"Yap. And today we have a red rose. And a yellow card. " She announced.
This was ninth day in a row that Blaine was sending him roses. Well, ROSE. Every morning, one long steam rose would appear on Kurt's doorstep. Just one. With a card. Containing just one word.
She opened the package and formally announced. "And the word of the day is...Breathtaking. Damn you Kurt, this guy is like perfect." She said as she all but threw the package on the table, returning to her cup of coffee.
He couldn't keep his smile hidden. tumblr_ He had no idea what he and Blaine are, officially, but he knew he loved where this is going. Unfortunately, since the night of their first kiss Blaine was away in London, recording a duet with Jade. He hated the fact that he couldn't see Blaine but Blaine made sure to remind Kurt that he was thinking of him. Hence the roses.
"You know, it never occurred to me but..."Kurt thought out loud, "what if he's some kind of freak?"
"What do you mean, freak?" Quinn tilted her head.
"Well, you said it yourself. He sounds way to good to be true. What if he's a closeted psycho or something? Or" his eyes went comically wide, "what if he's some kind of serial killer but we don't know it and he sends me flowers to make me fall for him but what he really plans is to butcher me?"
"Oh my God, Kurt," she laughed, hiding her face behind her hands. "You are such an idiot."
He smiled back and shrugged. "Hey, you never know."
"Ok, first of all, if he were psychopath he wouldn't send you flowers. He would like, broke into your home and sniffed your underwear, or something." she was about to say more but Kurt interrupted her. "How the hell do you know what psychopaths do?"
She glared at him. "Thank you for interrupting me. And I watch Sherlock; I know what crazy people do. That time he broke into a girl's apartment, you know the first thing he did?" she stared at Kurt, as if the answer to that question should be obvious. "He opened her washing machine and sniffed her clothes. Conclusion; 'freak'". Kurt tried to argue but she continued anyway. "Second, YOU have been drooling over that guy for a year now. Honestly, if there was any dirt on him, you would have dug it out," she smiled at her friend, "and third, and most important, he looks smitten by you just as much as you are smitten by him."
Kurt just smiled into his cup.
God, Blaine freaking Anderson was sending him flowers.
That first morning it was white rose and one single word. Beautiful.
After that it was one rose and one word every morning for past week.
Beautiful, mesmerizing, gorgeous, wonderful… And the one that made Kurt blush to the tip of his perfectly styled hair: sexy. One simple word. So commonly used and yet coming from Blaine? It seemed like so much more than just a simple word.
"Wow, you really are daydreaming, aren't you?" Quinn teased as she snapped Kurt out of his Blaine Anderson induced haze. "So, did you invite him to Luke's party?
"No. And I'm not going to." Kurt snorted.
"What?" she hissed at him. "Why the hell not?"
Kurt just rolled his eyes at her. "It's one of OUR parties. And all we'll be doing is getting drunk out of out asses, play stupid games of "who can humiliate whom the most by asking the set of most embarrassing questions known to mankind", followed by playing spin the bottle like we're in fifth grade. And on top of that, someone always, and I mean always, films that stuff and everything ends up on youtube. I wanna charm this guy not scare him away by our utter immaturity and lack of boundaries when it comes to personal space."
Oh the famous "Casa de locos" parties.
You would think Kurt is exaggerating but sadly, unfortunately, no.
Over the past few years they have formed sort of a pattern when it comes to "party time". Everything starts fairly normal, until each person at said party drinks it's own body weight in alcohol. And then the really fun part begins.
Never have I ever or Truth and dare are part of the "bonding ritual". They really do act like they're 12 years old but that's exactly the fun of it. Many, if not all of them, never actually had the chance to go to "normal teen parties" due to their working schedule. This was their own way to vent and actually act like teens. Hence the games. Due to that stupid spin the bottle crap, Kurt saw far more insides of a girls mouths then he'd like to admit. But it was all in good fun.
Yes, it was super fun; he can't deny it.
But it was also one of those places where a group of people hear about your most intimate secrets. Again, due to stupid games. And you can't even lie cause there is always at least one person there that knows ten truth and isn't reluctant to call you on it by revealing something even more embarrassing.
So he wanted Blaine as far away from "Luke's 25th birthday extravaganza" as possible.
"Well, then you'll be unpleasantly surprised cause James already called him." She said as she got up.
Kurt spilled his coffee all over himself.
"What the fuck? What did he do that for?" he asked, furious.
"Don't snap at me bitch, it's your roommate," she scolded him. "I guess he wanted to give you room to get to know each other better, what do I know?"
"And drunken party is a way to do that?" Kurt shouted out. "He's gonna think we're lunatics." he threw his hands up in the air. "Oh my God, we are lunatics. Who am I kidding? This house is a place where sanity comes to die!"
Quinn inhaled deeply and walked over to place her hands on Kurt's shoulders. 'Calm down, drama queen. Look," she looked him in the eye to make sure he's listening, "you can keep an eye on him the whole night, making sure he doesn't see too much. I am the first to admit that guys can be a bit to much for sane people but they are fun Kurt, and you know it." Kurt just nodded along. Stupid hilarious bastards. "Further more, we can warn them to keep it, you know, as normal as possible. I'm sure Blaine will appreciate just how relaxed everyone is." she consoled her friend.
"Yeah, he will be relaxed up until the point someone causally asks: "So Anderson, ever had sex in public?" Kurt said with an eye roll.
Hell, that was the PG version of questions that will no doubt resurface on Saturday. Oh shit, that's 2 days from now.
"Besides Kurt," Quinn finished, "if he can't take a little bit of our madness, I'm sorry but he is so not the guy for you then."
"Oh so, sane is not my type now?" he fumed silently.
"Honey, YOU are not sane. You need someone who can take all that. May as well show the guy what he's getting himself into." she smiled.
Yeah, that's helps.
Not.
" Oh my God, he's gonna see the natural us." Kurt realized, horror taking over his face. "Wow, one date. That sure lasted long." he moaned, sure that the second Blaine sees the real deal about Kurt and his friends, he will be running for the hills.
Saturday came way to fast for Kurt to be prepared for it. Blaine called him late Friday night, voice tired but still happy to hear Kurt, which was enough for Kurt's heart to soar in his chest.
*flashback*
" Hello stranger." Blaine voice greeted him.
"Hello to you too." Kurt beamed even though he knew Blaine can't see him and clutched his phone tighter to his ear. "When did you came home"
"Just now. I am officially half zombie and I have some fucking interview tonight but I regret nothing, it was a amazing Kurt, I'm sure you're gonna love the song. How was your week? Blaine asked.
"Oh tiring too. We start shooting next month and we had rehearsals every day." Kurt groaned. "I need a break."
"Speaking of..." Blaine hesitated, "Er…Your weird friend asked me to a party tomorrow night. I'm guessing you had something to do with it?" Kurt couldn't see but Blaine's eyes went wide on the other side. "Oh God, I hope you had something to do with it cause if you didn't I rea-"
"Stop talking Blaine." Kurt laughed out. "He asked you knowing I'd want you to be here. If you want to come of course."
"I'd love to. I have just enough time to charge my batteries." He blurted.
"Yeah, about that," it was Kurt's turn to hesitate. "I...Come open minded, okay? I know you are, to some extent, aware that we're a weird bunch, but I really don't want you to freak out. We get to be a bit… Too much, in every way."
"Oooh, that sounds promising." Blaine teased and Kurt let out a relieved breath.
"So, see you Saturday?" Kurt said, biting his lip.
"Wouldn't miss it for the world. Sweet dreams stranger." Blaine almost whispered.
"Goodnight Blaine." Kurt said hurriedly, before he snapped the phone shut, to stop himself from blurting stuff.
He looked down at his phone and yelled: "You and I are gonna have the most beautiful adoptive babies, eveeeeer. Cause youuuuuuu make me fell like I'm living a teenage dream the way you turn me on!" Kurt roared in the living room, shaking his hips. Thank God no one was home or youtube would get another Kurt Hummel cover.
Maybe this may just work.
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"If you wear that I'm not sure *I* won't hit on you by the end of the night." Oliver stated as he eyed Kurt's outfit.
Tight. Black. Sexy as hell.
"I'm with Oliver on this one. Man, you can't tease a guy like that." Sean added.
"It's not a tease if you plan to put out." Kurt answered, fixing his shirt in the mirror.
"WHAT?" both man screamed at Kurt and he spun around and clutched his hand over his heart.
"What the fuck is your problem? You scared the bejeezus out of me!" he hissed at them.
"Are you really going to sleep with Blaine?" Oliver demanded to know.
"Oh honey, sleep is the last thing I have on mind when it comes to Blaine." he turned back toward his own reflection. "But yes, to answer your poorly articulated question, yes. I plan to have sex with Blaine when and if he wants me. Hence the clothes. Is this too slutty?"
"Yes." Two voices answered at the same time and Kurt smiled devilishly. "Excellent."
"No, wait, as much as I support you in your decision to fucking finally have some fun, where did this came from?" Sean was the one to say what both men were wondering.
" Well, like you pointed out a million times so far, I have been lusting over him for far too long. And now, that I actually have the chance, I'm gonna use it." he said and then turned to face his friends again, his face serious. " Look. I don't want this to be just a hook up, okay? I really like this guy. But I am not gonna wait months until I see if we actually click together so I can have some real fun. I have never, ever had a fling or a one-night stand in my life but I will not let Blaine Anderson just slip through my fingers. I deserve some fun. I deserve curly, perfectly shaped, hobbit sized fun in the form of that stupid life ruinner named Blaine Anderson. Do I hope we will be more than just sex? Yes I do. Am I gonna pass this opportunity? No, I am most certainly not. Think what you will, but if it's up to me, I am getting laid tonight." he explained and left the room, leaving his friends looking at each other, wide eyed.
"Our baby." Sean pretended to wipe a tear from his eyes.
"So grown up." Oliver fake sobbed as he buried his face in his friend's neck.
"I heard that jerks!" Kurt called from the hall.
Standing in the living room, furniture mostly out, all doors opened to create almost one gigantic room, Kurt crossed his arms on his chest.
"I will say this once and only once. If you do anything, and I mean anything, to scare him off or make him uncomfortable or just be yourself in general I will:
a) Burn your stash of collector's porn,
b) Show any girl you like from this day forward most embarrassing pictures of you that I have and you know I have plenty.
c.) Forever claim I had sex with each and every one of you and that you all bottomed. And LOVED IT!
Are we clear?"
If there was one thing they knew it was when Kurt meant business. He was not kidding.
"I'm gay and you're super hot so your threats don't scare me." James grinned devilishly.
"Oh is that so? Well, I guess you don't have a problem with your mother receiving a video of you doing the pool boy at grandpa's hacienda." Kurt smiled back.
"You wouldn't?" James stammered.
"Try. Me." Kurt was dead serious. "If you do anything to lower my chances of scoring with Blaine I will burn you. If I'm going down I'm taking everybody with me."
The ring on the door interrupted the silent glare war the boys were having. "You have been warned." Kurt reminded as he walked out to let Blaine in. Blaine called to ask if it's ok for him to come a little earlier, just so he could adjust a bit before the madness kicks in. He also called 10 minutes ago to say he's on his way.
Kurt swung the door opened and was greeted by a breathtakingly beautiful smile.
" Hi stranger." he said as he leaned in to brush his lips gently over Kurt's. Kurt leaned in but he was blocked by something.
" Hello .What's that?" he asked.
"Pizza." Blaine beamed and Kurt looked down to see that Blaine was indeed holding 4 boxes of pizza. "I wanted pizza. Is pizza ok? Is it weird that I brought pizza? Wow, I said pizza like 20 times." The idiot smiled.
"Did someone say pizza?" The rest of the boys hurled to the door, taking the boxes from Blaine. He scooped the bottom one and said: "Sorry, that one is mine. Boys left but Blaine was still standing at the front door.
"Care to come in?" Kurt eyed him weirdly.
"In a sec. First, open the pizza." Blaine smiled shyly.
Here?" Kurt crooked an eyebrow, "You want me to open the pizza with you still standing outside?"
"Yap" he said, swaying on his feet a bit.
Kurt eyed him suspiciously but still hesitantly reached to open the box.
Inside was a normal, large pizza with extra cheese but what was not quite normal was the writing on the top.
DO YOU WANT TO BE MY BOYFRIEND OR IS THIS TOO CHEESY?
" Oh my God, you are such a dork," Kurt snorted out.
"I feel rejection, ok, I'm gonna go." Blaine joked.
"Don't you dare Anderson." Kurt grabbed his hand.
He was absolutely thrown away at just how cheesy, no pun intended this time, Blaine really was. Kurt knew this was just a foolish act that; Blaine could have found a million better ways to see where Kurt and him stand. This was just for Kurt. Just so Kurt can see Blaine is very comfortable with all the madness surrounding him. Maybe this was Blaine's way of saying: "Yes, I see. You're quite weird. But guess what? I'm weird too? Wanna be weird together?"
In some strange way, this was truly a great gesture from Blaine's side. His way of saying: "I accept you for all you are."
" Well, come on in, boyfriend." Kurt whispered as he leaned in, shutting the pizza box, and smacking their lips together. Blaine tasted every bit as amazing as Kurt remembered it. Maybe even better.
They separated but just barely, their lips almost touching still. "I have a boyfriend now." Blaine stated, as if it had to be said and Kurt laughed at him. Blaine walked inside and pouted. "Just because you laughed at me, I am not putting out tonight. There, Hm." and then he actually stomped his foot and went to find other boys.
Kurt watched his retracting form, mainly his ass, that was a fine ass, thinking: "We'll see about that, boyfriend."
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