Roommates
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CHANGE OF PLANS!
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Chapter 12
Blaine pulled the covers tighter around him as a draft entered the room and chilled his body. He frowned at the obvious absence of warmth and opened his eyes to find that Kurt was gone.
The clock read 8:03AM. As bad as Blaine wanted to go back to sleep, he wasn't about to do that not knowing where Kurt was with that ass-hat Sebastian roaming around the mansion like a starving predator.
He got out of bed and stretched, deciding to catch a quick shower as he figured maybe Kurt went down to get something to eat. Exiting the room, he went to his own and grabbed a few things to get ready.
While the hot water pelted Blaine's skin, a smile formed on his olive toned face as he reminisced on the previous night.
The night that changed everything.
The previous evening….
"I really don't want to watch this." Kurt admitted to Blaine a few minutes after the film had begun.
Both were in the movie theater in Blaine's parents home, just the two of them; relaxing with one another contently. Blaine dragged him in there a few hours after dinner due to the fact they were just lounging around in Kurt's room prior to this, and he was being ignored because of Vera Wang.
Seriously, whose cat was that?
Now, Kurt sat in the center of the theater with his feet propped up on the sofa in front of him. Blaine lay with his head in his rooomie's lap ignoring the screen completely as he reveled in how amazing it felt having Kurt run those long, delicate fingers through his hair.
"If you don't want to, then don't watch it gorgeous." Blaine hummed sweetly. "Just stay here with me."
Kurt looked down at the boy in his lap with a soft smile on his face. After the day Blaine endured, he looked really peaceful right now and that was what mattered most.
"What's the point of being in here if neither of us is paying attention to the screen? And you look like you're falling asleep." Kurt stated; carding his fingers through Blaine's dark curls.
Blaine chuckled lightly as he peeked up at Kurt through his lashes. "It feels really good when you do that."
"You're such a puppy, Blaine."
The words caused the college freshman to smile as his roommate returned his gaze. "I don't know though. I didn't want to stay in your room because I'd end up kicking the kitty out and taking your clothes off."
Kurt nodded understandingly. He wasn't so sure that he'd even argue that at this point.
"So what should we talk about since we both acknowledged we aren't watching the movie?" he questioned curiously. As much as he liked the idea of watching a horror movie with Blaine, this one was pretty stupid.
"Whatever you want to, baby." Blaine breathed out quietly, leaning closer into Kurt's strokes with closed eyes.
Kurt bit his lower lip into an adorable smile. "You're falling asleep."
Blaine's eyes opened. "Am not."
Kurt rolled his eyes down to Blaine's cell phone on the plush seat next to him before voicing his next thought. "You're turning 18 in less than ten minutes and you're falling asleep."
"It was a long day," Blaine added with a cheery smile before sitting up on his chair correctly. The chairs were more like mini sofas with retractable arm rests, and both boys had theirs up so they could sit as closely as possible. "But fine. I'm attentive."
All that Kurt did was look at him with one brow quirked and an undeniably sexy smile playing at his lips. Blaine felt his heart speed up at the sight of the beautiful boy next to him and inwardly applauded himself for not jumping Kurt's bones right there in the theater.
"Why are you looking at me like that?" he asked playfully.
"Let's play 21 questions." Kurt suggested after adjusting his legs on the chair in front of them. Blaine allowed his eyes to rake over the sophomore's body and as usual adored everything he saw. How could someone look as delicious as Kurt did right now wearing pajamas?
"Can we ask anything?" Blaine questioned. All of the sudden his hazel eyes darkened a little and Kurt smirked at him.
"What does 'anything' consist of?" the boy quipped back inquisitively.
"Everything," was the answer he received as the curly haired teen's eyebrows wiggled up and down suggestively.
"If I say no you're just going to ask whatever you want to anyway, so eat your heart out." Kurt replied with a smile.
This pleased Blaine.
"Awesome," his smooth voice almost sang the word out as he lay back down with his head in Kurt's lap, really close to the boy's… area. Kurt smirked and nudged his head away gently.
"Perv."
"Sorry." Blaine grinned with his eyes closed. "Please caress my hair some more."
Kurt laughed out as he returned his hand to the boy's hair. "Okay. So, me first."
"Shoot."
"What's the first thing you're going to do as an 18 year old?"
The coiffed teen looked down at his roommate expectantly but it didn't take Blaine long to answer.
"Probably lose my virginity."
"Not dignifying that with a response," Kurt replied as he looked up at the screen again. Not even Brittany would find this scary and she scared pretty easily during horror flicks.
Blaine smiled. "Actually, the first thing I'd do is try and convince you to break our rule so I can have a birthday kiss."
"Hmm…" Kurt hummed as he considered it. His friend peeked up at him to see Kurt was biting his lip as he thought, and it was clear to Blaine that everything Kurt did turned him on.
"Okay, my turn," the younger announced. "Where's the first place you want me to put my tongue?"
"Oh my god," Kurt brought his free head to his face dramatically.
"You said I could ask anything."
Kurt deadpanned, "Well yeah but I thought we'd build up to this."
His roommate only smiled innocently; an action that drove Kurt crazy. "Answer."
Kurt looked away from the freshman's eyes and back at the screen, hoping to everything this conversation wouldn't make him hard with Blaine's head so close to his crotch. These pajama pants wouldn't hide anything. "I don't know," he blushed, "it felt really good when you were kissing my neck."
The words were said so low that Blaine could barely hear him, but he did, and he smiled seductively as a response.
"You liked that, huh?" his voice was downright delicious and Kurt gulped.
"I-I'm not answering that because it's m-my turn now." he stuttered out. Blaine smirked at Kurt's nervousness.
"Go ahead. Ask me something dirty."
"No," he rolled his blue eyes before posing the next, innocent question. "What age was your first kiss?"
Blaine stared at the velvety ceiling momentarily before he gave an answer. "Fourteen. Jessica's best friend."
"Ouch," Kurt whispered with a smile. His friend nodded with a guilty smile of his own.
"Mainly because I was being a smart ass and wanted to make her jealous. A certain Anderson said you can't get the girl unless they see you with someone else."
"I'm going to go out on a whim and guess that was Cooper." Kurt added nonchalantly. Blaine's hazel eyes shined as he laughed.
"You wouldn't be wrong at all. It worked though."
Kurt wasn't the least bit surprised. "Females."
They both laughed and Kurt couldn't help but bask in the moment. A happiness of this nature intimidated him a little bit; especially with Blaine. It was probably stupid to feel that way but he couldn't help but remember the Blaine he first met when he tried to compare him to the Blaine he knew today.
"It's my turn. Where's the wildest place you've ever done it?"
Kurt threw his head back and smiled at the ceiling. "Good lord, Blaine."
The younger boy smiled expectantly.
"I, umm…" he smiled disbelievingly, not knowing why he even recommended the game in the first place. "I've never done anything sexual outside the confines of my home…"
Blaine looked almost disappointed when Kurt returned his focus to him. He was shaking his head and wearing this face that showed he didn't approve. "Wow, Kurt. Just wow."
"What?" he squeaked loudly; now offended.
"We're changing that." Blaine answered seriously. "We're doing it everywhere."
The smile that formed on Kurt's face was one he had no chance of stopping. "I don't think I want to get arrested for public indecency. Ever."
"I promise I'll be quiet." Blaine voiced in a rather low register before smiling at his roommate and continuing. "Now, your third question."
Kurt's tongue was playing at the corner of his lips as he thought carefully. Blaine's eyes were locked to that spot once the boy began.
"Favorite position?" he mumbled out with a grin.
"That's what I'm talking about!" Blaine fist pumped and Kurt buried his face in his hands.
"I can't believe you sometimes," he laughed.
Blaine grabbed Kurt's right hand and returned it to his hair and took the other to hold in his own. He hummed happily once Kurt's hand continued to embrace his curls.
"Generally it was anything where I didn't have to look into the guy's eyes."
Kurt nodded. "Because you didn't want any intimacy."
"Exactly," he confirmed. "With you though, Kurt, it's a whole new ball game. I want everything with you."
Kurt wet his lips as his heart began to rapidly knock against his chest once more. "How can you be so sure?"
Blaine took in everything the moment was offering; the amazing feeling of being so close to Kurt, the way Kurt's hand felt perfectly in his and the way he felt like he could drift away into pure bliss whenever the older teen touched him. He took in how beautiful Kurt looked in the dim light of the theater and how his hair seemed to still be styled to perfection even though they spent the last couple hours laying around in bed, and how when Kurt's eyes were locked on his he wanted nothing more than to melt into the boy. He'd never been so sure of anything in his life as sure as he was that he and Kurt Hummel belonged with one another.
Before he answered, he looked away and gave a heavy sigh. You can't just say all of that out loud after this time frame. Kurt studied the boy's face carefully.
"I don't want to say the reason just yet. I don't know if you want to hear it."
"Why not?" Kurt inquired softly. Blaine worried his lower lip between his teeth and shrugged.
"You've wasted two extra questions just now."
The older smiled, though somewhat disappointed that Blaine wasn't going to say what he had been thinking. "Cheater."
"So it's my go," Blaine said to himself aloud. He wanted to ask this next question just to see if his feelings would be confirmed; because what he felt went far beyond himself or anything he ever imagined having. He took a deep breath and stared into Kurt's sparkling blue eyes. Kurt smiled at him expectantly.
"How do you know when you're in love?"
Blaine could tell that the question caught Kurt off guard. He must've been expecting something totally different, and who could blame him after Blaine's initial questions, but after hearing the third one he just sort of stared at Blaine as his hand motions got slower and more even. Blaine could see him gulp and wet his lips before breathing out a heavy sigh, and seemingly forcing himself to smile.
"Well I can't say I was expecting that one." Kurt chuckled a little.
"I know." Blaine answered, wrapping his fingers tighter around Kurt's hand. "I know. I just—I would like you to answer it, the way that you see it."
Kurt nodded and licked his lips once more. "Well, I guess it kind of slaps you in the face," he smiled nervously, "because one moment it's infatuation—the butterflies are fluttering in your stomach whenever they smile and just hearing their voice can send you to the moon. Then it starts to grow, I think."
Blaine looked at him intently as the older teen continued softly.
"The next thing you know is you hate being apart from that person, and when you are you can't think about anything but them. Your heart is inexplicably dancing the rumba when you finally are together and it's like you'd do anything to make sure they were always okay. I mean," Kurt felt his heart speeding up at the way his roommate's eyes were locked on him, "I mean nothing else really matters. You feel like you can do anything and that person will support you through it. You feel like a brand new individual, a better person…"
Blaine stayed quiet as he let his thumb rub soft patterns along Kurt's warm, ivory hands.
"Then it gets to the point where you put their happiness before your own, and find yourself changing to be better, not because he is making you but because you actually want to be better for him. And then you've realized that they make you better than you were before and together—together you're unstoppable. Next thing you know you're planning your future in your head," he laughed a little and Blaine smiled as result.
They were both quiet for a while, both just looking into the other's eyes contently before Kurt stared down at Blaine's iPhone.
"Well, … two minutes left."
Blaine nodded. "Ask me something."
Kurt's hand was making long strokes throughout Blaine's hair and the boy relaxed into it. "Okay." he answered, "Why'd you ask me about being in love? I thought that you and Jessica…"
"I love Jessica," Blaine said sweetly. "She's one of my closest friends ever. But I've never been in love with her."
Kurt listened with an understanding nod. He wondered if Charles felt that way about him.
Then Blaine continued, "I've never felt the way about another being that I've felt for you—that I feel for you now. You probably will tell me it isn't love but I know that I need you, Kurt. And I don't ever see myself wanting to be without you."
He sat up in Kurt's chair so that he was on top of him, sideways, with both legs hanging off the seat. They were face to face, so close that all Kurt could see was Blaine. The younger teen began to speak.
"I'm going to ask you a string of questions, okay?"
Kurt let his hand rest on Blaine's thigh, his other on the soft chair beneath him as he nodded.
"How much time before twelve?"
Kurt looked down at the clock. "Fifty seven seconds."
Blaine licked his lips as he felt Kurt's breath tickling his face. His roommate watched with wide, focused eyes.
"Would you be willing to break our rule so that I can have a birthday kiss?" his voice was deep and heavy, and Kurt watched the way his lips slowly moved together. The piercings on his tongue were revealed once more as Blaine wet his lips.
"It's just a little kiss," Kurt nodded, "what harm can it do, right?"
Blaine smiled. "I haven't scared you away, have I?"
Kurt smiled in return. Blaine's eyes were now on his lips as he answered. "Never."
"So you think you can feel the same way that I do?"
"I'm pretty sure I do right now," Kurt admitted as he moved his hand from Blaine's thigh and up clenched his fist in the boy's black t-shirt.
Blaine got lost in the sea of blue across from him. "Good." he breathed out happily, "How much time now?"
Kurt looked down at the time and smiled at the teen in his lap. "Happy Birthday."
He pulled Blaine forward by the shirt and connected their lips softly. He could feel the birthday boy release what felt like days worth of tension as he reciprocated, inhaling Kurt entirely as their lips danced together; Blaine taking in the taste of cherries and the smell of vanilla that he loved so much. Kurt toyed at a few wild curls at the nape of Blaine's neck as they both shared slow and sweet kisses.
He adored how soft Blaine's lips were as they met with his over and over again. The kisses they were sharing were all slow and almost experimental, as if they were waiting for something to change—as if they were expecting it to somehow lose its magic.
Nothing had changed at all. It still felt the same incredible way it felt every other time they allowed themselves to kiss. Blaine could feel the hair standing up on the back of his neck as Kurt rubbed there softly and cupped the younger teen's left cheek. Kurt seemingly forgot all about his reservations and allowed himself to fall in. The kisses moved from delicate and careful to much needier on both parts; much more ravenous than they had been initially.
As the minutes went by, Blaine and Kurt found their hands roaming along the other's body as their tongues explored one another languidly. Blaine had the older teen pressed into the couch with both hands at his waist and Kurt's hands were playing in his roommate's hair while they remained as close as possible. Neither wanted to pull away for air and the kiss started to get lazy. It was at the point where Blaine knew he should stop because at the rate his heart was beating it couldn't be healthy, but Kurt kept whimpering against him and moving closer anytime he'd try and pull away, so the whole thought process where his health was an issue went out the window. Oxygen could wait.
It wasn't until Blaine's hand was running along Kurt's slender torso underneath his pajama top that Kurt stilled his hand and pulled back. There was no doubt that what his eyes found was one of the hottest things he'd ever seen. The birthday boy looked absolutely debauch with his swollen lips, hungry eyes and his chest heaving up and down, all before a confused look took over his stunning face. Kurt didn't leave him confused for long as his next words entered the atmosphere with such a confidence Blaine couldn't help but oblige.
"I want to go to your room."
The bad boy leant his head against Kurt's and nodded fervently. "O-Okay."
….
Both made their way to the elevator attached at the lips the entire time. It would've been much quicker to take the stairs but that would require a few seconds apart and Blaine wasn't really up for that. He held Kurt close to his body by the hips as they stumbled their way down the hallway; Kurt's arms folded behind Blaine's head the entire time. He began sucking and biting on Blaine's lower lip as the younger placed him against the wall, feeling around for the elevator button without wanting to pull away.
He finally pressed it and when the doors opened, Kurt allowed himself to be dragged inside and placed roughly against the further side of the elevator walls.
Kurt closed his eyes at the feel of Blaine's tongue gently waltzing along his neck; the two studs there creating a very arousing friction. Blaine placed light, teasing kisses to a spot beneath his ear lobe and smiled at the sound Kurt made because of it— the noise sounding an awful lot like 'Blaine'.
His hands moved away from Kurt's hips and Blaine gently caressed his ass over the thin pants he wore. The blue eyed teen could only let out light whines as his fingers raked through the freshman's dark, curly hair.
Blaine wasn't sure what exactly would happen tonight, but there was no way he could go back after this.
The elevator opened and they found their way to the bedroom; in the midst of Blaine's attention being focused primarily on Kurt's neck and the fact that Kurt's legs were clenched around his waist, they somehow managed. Blaine got a hand on the doorknob and swung the door open, carrying him all the way over to the bed. Kurt grabbed both sides of his face and pulled him close into a hungry kiss. He closed his eyes and clenched the covers on both sides of Kurt into his fists as he pressed himself hard against him, finding it strange that the material of his covers felt a bit different. That thought flew out the window once Kurt moaned into his mouth and let his soft hands run down to the small of Blaine's back, pressing them even closer together.
Kurt began sucking on Blaine's tongue and he could only grind down harder as a result. Blaine's whole body was on fire and he wanted so much more. The feel of Kurt hardness against his made the freshman roll his eyes back. Then, Kurt began running his hands underneath his roommates t-shirt and Blaine had to pull away from the kiss for a second.
Kurt's eyes flew open at the absence and he bit his lip to hold back the whine forming in his throat when Blaine slowly rubbed himself between Kurt's legs. His blue eyes were lust blown; pupils dilated slightly, and his hands clutched at Blaine's biceps once he speeded up his actions.
"You're so gorgeous, Kurt." he growled, "You know that beautiful?"
Hearing Blaine's voice so low like that made Kurt anxious for more as his skin heated up in anticipation. He leant up just to be closer and Blaine placed his calloused hands at the nape of the boy's neck. He placed a small kiss to Kurt's lower lip as he grinded down again. A noise erupted from Kurt that resulted in Blaine growing even harder as he began to kiss a little deeper, his tongue running along the boy's cherry lips before Kurt poked his own out teasingly to meet Blaine's. Everything was still experimental and Blaine's tongue entering his mouth was warm and tasted sweet as he playfully sucked on it.
Kurt explored the muscles underneath the freshman's t-shirt, each abdomen muscle one by one, while Blaine pressed himself down even further, letting his hand card through Kurt's perfect hair. He could feel Kurt's hands ghosting over his chest and stomach and goose bumps were all over his body as response. The older teen swallowed Blaine's guttural groans as they got louder with each of his thrusts.
* Crunch *
Blaine's eyes went wide as he pulled away from Kurt and looked toward the source of the sound. Kurt caught his breath and did the same, finding an amused Cooper Anderson standing in the doorway. His younger brother stared at him incredulously as the man chewed on a nacho chip.
"Happy birthday little bro."
Kurt threw his head back. This was not happening.
The birthday boy exhaled. "Why are you in here, Coop?" Blaine sounded defeated as he asked his older brother the question. Kurt gently moved Blaine off of him in attempt to make this less awkward but nothing would help this. They practically just got caught dry humping and there's really no way to redeem yourself from that.
Blaine fixed both of their clothing as his brother answered. "Well this is my room, Blaine. I tend to come here a lot."
Both boys looked around the room and Kurt collapsed against the bed. Blaine smiled at him as he took a seat beside the beautiful boy uneasily. "Oh," he replied.
"Yeah…" Cooper said blankly, dipping another chip in some guacamole. "So what are you two up to?"
Kurt who was red with embarrassment at this point stood up off the bed. "I'm sorry… I'm just going to go. Goodnight."
The boy daintily made his way past Cooper while trying to hide the fact that he had a pretty strong boner. Cooper smiled as he watched him enter the hallway.
"Good night to you too, Blue." he smirked cheekily.
Blaine was still on the bed ruffling his curly locks when the man turned to focus his way once more. A Cheshire grin spread across Cooper's face as he went to sit next to his younger brother.
"Nacho?" he offered.
Blaine shook his head no. He was staring at the floor trying to wrap his mind around everything that just happened.
"So," Cooper began before placing a chip in his mouth. "I feel bad for Rachel and that Helen chick when you all get back to New York if you and Kurt will be going at it like that."
Blaine smiled as he rubbed at the nape of his neck. "I don't even know what the hell just happened, or what was going to happen. I asked for a kiss and it turned into that. He'll probably think I'm just trying to get in his pants now for sure."
"Oh I'll tell you what happened," the man replied. He put his snack behind them on the bed and turned to face his brother. "You have typical Anderson libido. It's a blessing and a curse. Kurt will have the time of his life with you."
Blaine stood up and forced his hand in his sweat pants pockets. "I'm going to go talk to him because you aren't helping at all."
Cooper picked his bowl back up before turning on his television. "The basement is soundproofed, just so you know."
Blaine smiled as he walked away, ignoring his brother's words and heading straight to the guest room in search of his roomie. His hope was that they'd be able to discuss what had gone down and maybe even find some sort of definition for whatever they were doing. There was no way in hell he could wait until Christmas after experiencing all of that.
It was his 18th birthday after all. He deserved that much.
After taking a deep, nervous breath and giving the door a couple knocks, Kurt called for him to come in. Blaine poked his head inside and smiled because Vera Wang was asleep and wouldn't be hogging all of the beautiful man's attention. He walked over to the bed in the center of the room and climbed on the king sized mattress before crawling over to the idle teen that lay staring up at the ceiling.
Kurt matched his gaze once Blaine was fully over him and rolled his blue eyes away at the ridiculously attractive smile on the birthday boy's ridiculously attractive face.
"Hi gorgeous,"
"How could you take us into Cooper's room? He'll never let us live that down—"
Blaine silenced the older boy with a chaste kiss to the lips. Kurt instinctively smiled as an answer.
"I apologize." he said sincerely after pulling away, "I never wanted him to walk in on us like that. But I couldn't really focus with you making all the wonderful noises you were making," he smiled cheekily.
"So this is my fault?" Kurt questioned in disbelief. He laughed when Blaine nuzzled his nose into his neck and placed a few kisses there.
"I'm not saying that at all, gorgeous. I'm simply stating that I'm easily distracted." he looked into Kurt's eyes and smiled because he was ecstatic right now. Blaine didn't give a damn who knew.
"I won't be able to face him tomorrow."
Blaine sucked his teeth and rolled off of Kurt, pulling the duvet and comforters away and settling underneath it. "Want to go to sleep?"
Kurt nodded as he placed himself underneath the covers as well. "Yes."
"Are you still hard?" Blaine asked as he cuddled into the older teen's side.
"Not as much."
Blaine nodded. "Yeah. He kind of ruined my erection too."
Kurt couldn't help but laugh at the ridiculous conversation he was currently involved in as the musical sound entered the room. He then thought about everything that had happened from the movie theater until now and all he could do was question everything. He wondered what they were now.
"So are we going to talk about any of this?"
Blaine nodded against his chest. "I promise we will. We really need to. Let's just sleep on it for now. I haven't gone to bed this happy… ever… and I would like to."
"Okay," Kurt smiled as he wrapped himself around Blaine's warmth. They went to sleep shortly after to the sounds of each other's gentle breathing and the perfect feel of each other's affection.
….
Present day...
Blaine got dried and dressed so that he could go find out where Kurt had run off to. Maybe he returned to the guest room by now.
He threw on a white undershirt, over that pulling on a tan light hoodie, but keeping it unzipped, with navy blue jeans and tan Timberland boots, all after returning his earrings to his left ear. Disconnecting his iPhone from the charger, Blaine exited the room and headed back to the guest room to find that Kurt still wasn't there. He frowned automatically because this was a little strange; but maybe he was with Rachel.
Rachel's room was empty.
After checking Cooper's room, he smiled at memories of last night but decided to clear that from his mind and call his sister to see if maybe they went out.
It better not be some sort of birthday celebration because then, they'd all have to suffer.
Rachel's phone went straight to voicemail, as did Kurt's, and finally Coopers. Blaine gave up and went down the steps, searching the quiet house and still finding nothing until he entered the kitchen.
Juanita was there preparing a large breakfast alone. Blaine didn't see his mother or father and it was weird that she was doing this when the house was seemingly empty.
"Good morning, Juanita."
The dark haired woman turned around with a wide smile. "Blaine! Feliz Cumpleaños, mi amor."
Blaine smiled graciously and forced his hands deep into the pockets of his jeans. "Thank you. Where is everyone?"
She was removing blueberry pancakes from the griddle; something she remembered was Blaine's favorite while she answered. "Well your mother went straight to the office today. I could tell she was still upset about last night,"
Blaine shrugged with a smile. "She'll get over it. What about everyone else?"
"Sebastian went to get a friend from the airport, and I don't believe I've seen anyone else to be honest…" she trailed off trying to remember. Blaine checked his phone to see that no one had tried to contact him.
"This is weird." he voiced quietly. Juanita began to pour more pancake mix. "I'm going to go check and see if Cooper or my father's car is gone."
"Okay, Niño. Tell them breakfast is almost ready when you find them."
Blaine told her okay and exited the kitchen, double checking the den and other areas before he finally made his way to the home's front entrance. After opening the large double doors he smiled when he saw Kurt sitting on the hood of his BMW reading a book. Cooper's car was parked next to his and his father's Jaguar was at the front of the long driveway.
Kurt looked up from his book at the sound of the door closing and smiled at the birthday boy approaching him. Blaine's white shirt fitted him rather well, lining the muscles of his chest and abdomen and Kurt was pleased that the boy left his hooded sweater unzipped. However, he stuck to the game plan and feigned disinterest.
Because there was a game plan.
Blaine clasped his hands together as he walked over to Kurt who was casually sitting on the hood of the navy blue car. He raised an eyebrow at the fact that Kurt smiled at him briefly before his eyes went back to the pages of his book and just ignored him.
"What're you doing out here? It's freezing," Blaine questioned curiously; his eyes skillfully observing Kurt's outfit with a smirk. He wore a suede Marc Jacobs' coat and had a black scarf hugging his neck, and god those were some tight jeans.
Kurt smiles as an answer and slid forward on the car hood, licking his lips teasingly before placing a moist kiss to Blaine's soft lips. Blaine smiled into it, kissing him once more and trying to go even deeper. Kurt smiled in addition; pulling away before Blaine could go further. He placed the book down and hopped off the vehicle, brushing past Blaine slow enough for the younger teen to feel his hips on him as he walked off.
Blaine licked his lips and turned to watch the boy walk off. Kurt went to the side of the mansion and onto the grass, sneaking past the side of the house. Blaine's eyes shot up dubiously wondering what the heck was going on with him this morning.
"Where are you going?"
Confusion was clear in Blaine's voice as he stalked off to follow behind the coiffed teen, wishing he had put on something other than this thin hoodie before exiting the house. He went to the side of the house and could see Kurt several paces ahead of him; his hips swaying with each confident step he took. Blaine walked with a sexy swagger, biting his lip as he stared before realizing Kurt still hadn't answered him.
Kurt reached the 'backyard' and glanced back to see how close Blaine was. He found the boy not that far off; eyes glued to his ass like it had a target on it, and smirked before facing front once more. His destination was only about 15 yards away and he gracefully walked across the perfectly green lawn making sure not to ruin the Jimmy Choo boots a special someone purchased for him.
Blaine smiled sneakily when he saw the boy look back at him with a smirk. "Gorgeous,"
Still no answer.
"What's going on with you today?" he followed him a little further and noticed that Kurt was making his way to the pool house. A figurative light bulb illuminated over his head as he realized Kurt was obviously about to give him birthday sex in there. No one would be around to walk in and they wouldn't have to worry about being too loud. That was the most obvious explanation available.
A few seconds later and Kurt glanced back at him once more, unfastening the buttons on his coat seductively before entering the pool house. Blaine licked his lips and smiled as he followed behind him and finally reached the door.
When he opened the door he sighed because he didn't see Kurt anywhere. He was making him work really hard for this sex.
"Kurt…" he glanced around at the mahogany chairs and golden lamps. "Where'd you go gorgeous?"
A few more steps forward and Blaine was in for the scare of his life when Rachel, Cooper, and Hunter all jumped out from behind chairs and closets and wherever the fuck else with paint guns pointed at him.
"HAPPY BIRTHDAY BLAINE!"
Before he could run they were shooting him in the chest, thighs, stomach, and anywhere else they could reach. He tried to shelter his face as best he could as he dove on the floor and hid behind some statue that didn't hide him at all.
"Holy shit!" he cried as one of Cooper's paintballs hit him in the nuts.
Kurt poked his head out from behind the door and laughed as Rachel started doing a victory dance.
"We got you! We got you!" she pranced over to him and pointed her gun right to his chest. Blaine lay on the floor staring straight up at her as he inhaled heavy.
"You're. Dead." he whispered softly.
Hunter and Cooper walked over with a smile, not hearing what he had just said.
"What was that, little bro?" Rachel teased with a wide smile. "I couldn't hear you over all the loud pink's and orange's you're wearing right now."
Cooper shook his head at the look on Blaine's face as the curly haired teen sat up on the floor. Kurt stepped out and watched the family with a very amused look.
"Cookie…" Cooper used his nickname for Rachel to warn the girl to start running. She was the closest and most vulnerable to an ass whooping at the hand of the youngest sibling.
Rachel turned around confused. "Wha—ooh!"
"I SAID YOU'RE DEAD!"
Blaine was up on his feet and rushed at his older sister, picking her up over his shoulder and heading out the door. The three men in the room froze and stared at each other not sure what to do, but Hunter took charge and quickly rushed out after them.
Rachel was kicking and screaming as her younger brother held her firmly, rushing in the direction of the large oval shaped pool.
"Blaine don't—"
They splashed into the freezing cold water before Hunter could finish his sentence. Cooper and Kurt ran up to join him with wide eyes as at what had just happened.
"Get the pool dirty…" the man trailed off. His wife was going to have a fit if they had to have it cleaned again since it was winter and no one should be using it, but now there was various colors of paint floating around the crystal blue water.
"BLAINE! YOU JACKASS!"
Cooper watched his sister shivering as she tried to swim to get out of the pool. He turned to his father with a smile.
"Great idea, dad. Great idea."
Hunter hung his head as Cooper and Kurt went over to the two climbing out of the pool. Both were shivering terribly but Blaine seemed to fight through it as he turned his attention to Kurt.
"I can't believe you," he said clearly, walking towards the coiffed boy.
Kurt shook his head no as he backed away towards the football field. "Blaine… what are you doing?"
"You tricked me," he accused with a hurt look on his face. Kurt continued to backpedal, shaking his head and wearing a very serious bitch face.
"Blaine, do not get me wet! This is a very expensive, one of a kind, suede Marc Jacobs piece!"
He smiled and started running towards his roommate, and Kurt knew it was all over.
Bye-bye beautiful coat.
He turned and ran as fast as he could across the field but Blaine had caught up with him because of the head start. He grabbed him from behind and playfully tackled him to the ground. Kurt almost felt like crying because hey, there goes his beautiful coat and now he'd have artificial grass on his clothes and in his hair.
"I will never forgive you for this." Kurt said into the grass as his roomie flipped him over and lay on top of him. Blaine was soaking wet and now the dampness was seeping through to his own clothing.
"Why won't you forgive me? Look at me, Kurt. I'm soaking wet and shivering and took a paintball to the nuts. You helped those fools do this to me. It's my birthday Kurt."
"It was just a little trick, Blaine," Kurt breathed out, still in disbelief he was on the fucking ground. "Look at me. I'm wet now and filthy and you ruined my coat and I think I'm seconds away from inflicting physical harm your way."
"You won't do that because you still look as beautiful as you always do, and I will buy you another coat. It isn't so rare that I can't get my hands on one."
Kurt opened his mouth to speak, still pinned underneath Blaine but the curly haired boy cut him off.
"And you can't tell me I can't buy you things anymore anyway." Blaine whispered softly as he looked at the different shades of Blue in Kurt's eyes.
Kurt returned his gaze curious as to what Blaine meant. "Why do you think that's the case?"
"Because you're my boyfriend. I get to do nice things for my boyfriend," Blaine smiled as he whispered it. He watched Kurt's eyes that were trained on his with an adoring look. "You are my boyfriend, right?"
"Squirt," Cooper called out after jogging towards them, "C'mon man, go inside and get warm. You're going to get pneumonia out here like this."
"I HATE YOU BLAINE!" Rachel called out from afar as their father ushered the trembling girl inside the house.
Blaine turned to look at her and stuck his tongue out.
"So," the oldest sibling continued as he stared down at his younger brother straddled onto Kurt. "Am I going to catch you guys being naughty all over the mansion or…"
Blaine stood up from the ground and pulled Kurt up afterwards, smiling as the boy brushed the dirt off of himself in a very annoyed fashion.
"I'm going to go have another hot shower." he mumbled out to both his brother and his … Kurt. They nodded and he walked off, quickly trying to get inside before he died of hypothermia. Cooper turned his focus from the youngest to his new friend with a smile.
"Bluey. Sup bro?"
Kurt stared at him blankly before returning his glare to the ruined coat he was wearing. His mind was doing all sorts of things this moment he didn't know what exactly to think about first.
"What's wrong?" Cooper smiled.
"I don't think I'm mentally prepared to speak with you after last night." Kurt admitted lowly before following the others in the direction of the home. Cooper grinned as he went to catch up.
"Blaine walked in on me and my ex when he was younger. It's karma I guess." Cooper voiced with a grin. Kurt smirked at the scenario. "Don't worry, Blue. It's all good."
They walked quietly for a while before they finally turned around the front of the house and entered through the front door. Cooper told Kurt to go get cleaned up a bit and then join him in the den so they could wait for Blaine. The blue eyed boy did just that.
It wasn't much longer before both were in the den watching Saturday morning cartoons, Kurt now in a white turtle neck underneath a black vest and tight blue jeans. He was cuddled up with a pillow and Cooper was slouched down on the couch laughing at Daffy Duck on the television. Kurt could only shake his head.
"So you two made it official, huh?"
Kurt smiled as he played with a corner on the decorative pillow. "Well it's not officially official."
Cooper looked at the young man like he was crazy. "Oh my god, I'm finished here."
Kurt laughed and hung his head. Yeah, he and Blaine were really ridiculous but nothing had been confirmed yet. "He asked me and then you walked up so I didn't really get to answer."
"Oh," Cooper breathed out as he smiled at the dialogue between Lola and Bugs Bunny. "So I take it you were going to say yes?"
Kurt nodded. "Well I want to."
The older man turned his body to face him, and noticed a hesitant look on Kurt's porcelain toned face. "Okay, there's a 'but' here, isn't there?"
"I just want him to be sure." Kurt proclaimed, pushing the pillow away. "And I know you're giving me that face because you've seen us in compromising positions that allude to us being pretty sure, but, there's a lot looming over the surface Cooper."
"Do tell." Cooper placed his hands behind his head and folded both legs on top of the coffee table. "I've got nothing but time."
"I don't know how close you two were when I first met him but…" he trailed off trying to find the best way to phrase it, "Blaine was a whore."
Cooper laughed heartily and shook his head. "No way," he denied, "not my Squirt."
"Yes," Kurt smiled as well, "he admitted to not wanting any relationship at this stage in his life because they were a waste of time and ended badly, and said he only wanted sex with no strings attached."
Cooper listened intently as the boy continued.
"Now I can't say he was a horrible person because of that… I mean a lot of people don't want relationships. I just wasn't too fond of the fact that he flaunted it in my face and tried to get sex from me when I was involved with somebody." he changed his positioning so that he was more comfortable on the couch, his legs folded Indian style. "Then it happened. Somehow we started to spend time with one another, and I got to know him, and he got to know me… everything changed. Not only for me but for him too, and it still seems like all of this could crumble at any moment and I really, really don't want to mess this up."
"Listen, Kurt." Cooper began, "Blaine would barely hold a conversation with me before he got to know you. Something is clicking by you being in his life. Obviously he isn't the same person you met, though I doubt highly he was ever that person… not my Squirt. So all of the insecurities you have pertaining to him and other guys or deciding he doesn't want to be with you out of the blue one day—you can hash those. That boy is fucking crazy about you."
Kurt smiled at his hands. "You know he would switch from being a jackass to being the most amazing guy in a matter of seconds." Kurt said more to himself than to Cooper.
The man nodded. "Because all of this tough guy stuff is a wall he's holding up. I still remember the little guy that moved to New York when he was 12 and I see so much of him when he looks at you. Don't be insecure."
When Cooper turned around to face Kurt he was still staring down at his hands, seemingly taking everything in. He was so grateful that Blaine had this boy in his life because Kurt made his brother so happy. They were so perfect for each other it was sickening.
"Do you love him?" Cooper asked very seriously. Kurt glanced up and matched his blue eyes with his and smiled.
"I'm so scared that I'm about to fall so hard for this guy I won't be able to get back up, Cooper." he admitted with a soft shrug, "I've never ever felt like this."
"I did once." Cooper replied. "Nick's sister."
"Oh god," Kurt laughed as he rolled his eyes away. Cooper laughed too, watching the younger boy turn his body away towards the television.
Blaine entered the room and smiled at the two of them, now dressed in a checkered red and black button-up and black jeans. "Hey," he announced, bashfully shoving his hands in both pockets. Kurt smiled over at him shyly as Cooper stood up to leave.
"I'm going to go help Juanita set up for breakfast, guys. See you out there,"
He winked at Kurt and patted his younger brother on the shoulder as he exited.
Blaine walked over to the spot his brother was just in and took a seat, inching close to Kurt and looking up at the television. Kurt watched to see what the boy's next move would be with his lip worried playfully between his teeth. This would be interesting to watch. Blaine was chock full of surprises.
"So I said sorry to Rachel." Blaine said out loud as he looked at the television. "She asked if she would have died what would I have done. That would've been on my conscience and I wouldn't have been able to enjoy another birthday ever because that'd be the day I murdered my older sister. She's dramatic but that's true. It would've sucked—mmph."
Kurt had cupped Blaine's cheek and turned the boy's face towards him as he connected their lips again. It was as if each one got better and better. Blaine's tongue didn't waste any time requesting entrance into his mouth and he obliged for a moment, grazing over the boy's piercings before pulling away.
Kurt laughed after he saw the face Blaine had at his absence. His eyes frowned along with his lips as the boy pouted, eyebrows dropping slightly as he tried to grab Kurt back. Kurt playfully dodged him.
"If I kiss you again I won't be able give you an answer to the question you asked earlier."
Blaine smiled and released Kurt, allowing him to sit back down. "I'm sorry. You just taste amazing."
Kurt rolled his eyes and looked away, trying to hide the blush evident on his face.
"So are we boyfriends?" Blaine questioned. He slid closer and wrapped his arm around a very bashful Kurt.
"Of course we are. And our anniversary is your birthday. Pretty awesome, huh?"
Blaine tackled him into a hug before Kurt had a chance to complete his sentence. Kurt laughed and reciprocated as an overwhelming amount of joy washed over the both of them.
"I'll be back!" Blaine got up and ran out of the room before making his way into the kitchen where his family sat at the table and Vera Wang was at her water dish. He proudly approached the grey and white kitten with a cocky smile before picking her up.
"Yeah, what now? He's all mine now! You mad?"
Cooper picked up the syrup and looked at his brother incredulously. Hunter and Rachel had interesting looks on their faces as well.
"Umm, Squirt? What the hell are you doing to my kitty?"
Blaine turned around to face his brother with a confused face. "This is your cat?"
"Yes," Cooper replied as he popped the cap open. "I rescued her and her brother a few weeks back. Named her Vera Wang," he pointed to her dish, "because she's fancy. Her brother is Christian Dior. He doesn't like me much, stays in Juanita's room a lot."
Kurt entered the room with a wide smile on his face. "So her name really is Vera Wang? Somebody" he stared blatantly at Blaine, "thought I was crazy."
Blaine couldn't believe his ears. "Who the hell names their cats Vera Wang and Christian Dior?"
"My mom's Linda Berry." Cooper told him obviously. "What did you want me to name them? Willie Mae and Bob?"
"I like those names, Cooper."
"Thanks, Blue."
Hunter cleared his throat at the craziness going on and invited the boys over for breakfast.
"Let's just eat breakfast so we can let Blaine open his presents, huh?"
They all smiled and Kurt made Blaine put Vera back down so they could join the family at the dining table.
….
Although they were supposed to leave on Sunday, Blaine found himself saying goodbye to his family his birthday evening in attempt to get Kurt home before a snow storm hit the next day. Kurt still had work on Monday and a flight on Tuesday, so he needed to be back in New York.
He hugged his dad and Cooper goodbye tightly before they made him promise to visit more. Rachel kissed his cheek and he squeezed her tight, asking whether or not she wanted him to drive down and get her or get her a plane ticket, and she opted for the latter. Rachel planned to stay until after Christmas anyway so driving back and forth would be hard with all the people who were planning to do so. Traffic would be an absolute bitch.
As Blaine drove his car onto the highway, he smiled at his boyfriend who was fast asleep in the passenger's side. This had to be hands down the best birthday he ever had. Between Kurt saying yes and the awesome gifts he received from his family, he knew he had to be a pretty happy 18 year-old.
Hunter got him a brand new acoustic guitar, feeling guilty that his wife had given the other one to her friend's daughter instead of shipping it to New York like she promised. Blaine was in the process of learning how to play when he and Rachel were forced to move and he really missed the instrument when he arrived at his grandmother's house in Brooklyn.
Cooper gave him a new, way too expensive looking for Blaine's taste watch, as well as his old leather jacket that Blaine used to love but couldn't quite fit. The youngest AnderBerry smiled as he tried it on and hugged his brother tight, thankful for the sentiment behind his gift.
Rachel's gift was pretty cool too. She got him new barbells for his tongue, both purple with a black star. He smirked at the frown on his father's face—Hunter still wasn't thrilled about the whole piercing thing, but winked once he saw Kurt eyeing it.
"These are really smooth." he whispered to his boyfriend, "Want to feel them sometime?"
Kurt ignored him and handed him his present. It was wrapped very neatly in navy blue paper and Blaine knew that Kurt had done it himself. Vera Wang jumped at the shout Blaine gave when he discovered what it was.
"You got me a freaking Z-Gem 500? Oh my goodness Kurt this is beautiful!"
Cooper's eyes got thin. "Where the hell did you find one of those?" he asked a proud Kurt, "It's a few days before Christmas! They're all sold out! Let me see, Squirt."
"No. Get your own."
"I have my ways," Kurt answered with a smirk, "I know people in high places."
Amazon dot com.
"Now," Kurt continued with a smile, "You can watch whatever stupid sports show you'd like on that tablet while I watch what I like to on TV—Blaine are you crying?"
"This is so fucking beautiful, gorgeous. I swear."
They'd seen Sebastian in the midst of packing their things away and Blaine stared at him, giving warning, before the boy finally spoke.
"I just wanted to say Happy Birthday." he smiled. Blaine nodded at him.
"And," he continued, a smile forming slowly on his face. "Linda offered me the job Kurt didn't want in her New York office. I may be your neighbor. Never know."
That whole conversation had Blaine on edge. Though he was happy he got to amend certain relationships with his family, his mother wasn't included in that. He wished things were different, but they weren't, so whatever.
Cooper called as Blaine sped up on the parkway, and he pressed 'talk' on his hands free set.
"Yeah, Coop?"
"Is he around?"
"He's asleep," Blaine said glancing out the side of his eyes at the beautiful man on his right, the man he got to call his boyfriend. "So be quiet, you're on speaker."
"Just wanted to know how we were going to do this, Squirt."
Blaine signaled and switched lanes, preparing to exit after the GPS instructed him too, "I'll find out the address soon, I just need him there in Lima on Christmas day. Can you make it happen?"
"I can do anything. You know this."
"Thanks, Coop. Kurt's going to be stoked."
There was a light laugh on the other end. "He definitely will. Celebratory sex all over the place—"
"Bye."
Cooper laughed. "Bye, Squirt."
….
"That was the best nap ever."
Blaine smiled as they walked hand in hand through the entrance of their building a few hours later. He couldn't believe this moment. It was surreal. Everything had changed.
They waved at the doorman and Kurt pressed the elevator button.
"I'll take our bags out the trunk in the morning. So what do you want to do when we get upstairs?" Blaine said as he stood next to his boyfriend. Kurt was rubbing patterns on his hand with his thumb as he turned to wink seductively at the curly haired boy.
Blaine wiggled his eyebrows up and down and Kurt couldn't help but laugh.
The doorman shook his head.
Finally. That sexual tension was k-i-l-l-i-n-g me.
The elevator doors peeled open and Kurt and Blaine looked up. Blaine's hand tightened instinctively as he pulled Kurt behind him. Kurt's muscles tensed as he stood there almost immobile.
"Well what do we have here?" Charles smiled, turning to look at Helen who was giving Kurt a disapproving look. "Are we a couple now?"
A/N: Cliffhanger woot woot. Get ya sexy on.
So, I owned nothing used here. Except the Z-gem 500. It's not real. I hope you all enjoyed though, and I apologize sincerely for error.
I'd just like to say that I received the highest amount of reviews for the last chapter than I received on any chapter of any story I've ever written. I'd like to thank each and every single last one of you once more, and to the anon's thank you, thank you, thank you. Most of you don't have accounts and the fact that you still take the time to leave a note means a lot.
I now have homework so... yeah. Let me go do that. :)
-Janelle