Blaine

I can't believe it. Kurt is standing next to me for the 200 m Butterfly. He's glancing at me every now and then. Holy shit.

We're getting ready and our Heat is about to start. I need to concentrate now. This is important.

The whistle blows and I'm in the water in a millisecond. I don't look over and don't hear anything beyond my own breathing.

When I hit the end I watch the results anxiously. Yes. I'm first. Kurt is second. I can work with that.

I really need to talk to him. I can't pass the chance again. Not this time. Even if it's just for congratulations or even just a 'hi'.

Soon I reach his lane and we are face-to-face.

"That was a really great Heat, Kurt. Congratulations."

"Thank you and same to you, Blaine. We shall get out. The next Heat is up."

I can't let him leave now. I have to think of something.

"Sure. Care to join me for a glass of water or something?"

"Erm. Okay."

We exit the water and grab our things.

Kurt waves at some people in the ranks. Probably family.

"Are your parents here to cheer on you?"

"Yeah, my family lives in Lima so they wanted to come to see me."

"Understandable. It's nice to officially meet you by the way."

"Same, Blaine. You were really great out there."

"Thank you. You too, Kurt."

"I guess we'll definitely see each other in the Final, hm? Are you doing only Butterfly or something else too?"

"I participate at 200 m Butterfly and Freestyle 50, 100 and 200 m."

"Oh me too. That's interesting. So we're major competitors."

I am a little shocked that we compete in all my styles. But he smirks at me so I guess he's not against talking to the 'enemy'. But I have to make sure.

"Seems so, yeah. But doesn't stop me from talking to you. Or do you mind?"

"No, of course not. I find you rather intriguing, Blaine, I have to admit."

I admit. I have a rather warm feeling in my gut. I chuckle and watch him. He's so beautiful it hurts. And he's rather funny.

"Let me say that I feel exactly the same way, Kurt. You are the most intriguing guy I have ever met."

Shit. Did I say that out loud? I admire his face and his body. To be frank. My hands itch to touch him. Just to feel if he's really that smooth. He looks like his skin is like silk.

I might have stared a little too long or too inappropriate because he quickly looks down on himself.

"How about we get dressed and meet up outside the locker rooms and go grab a coffee at catering?"

"I'd love that, Kurt. See you in a couple of minutes."

"Yes. See you in a bit, Blaine."

Wow. This man is out of this world.

I quickly step into our locker room and take a quick shower to wash off the chlorine. In less than 10 minutes I'm back in my tracksuit and head out of the locker room just when I see that Kurt is already waiting for me.

"Hey. I'm glad you came."

"Blaine. First thing you need to know about me: I never would have agreed to meet up with you, if I had the intention of ditching you. I'm always honest in that way. So? Wanna grab coffee and get to know each other? I'm rather glad that your friend isn't with us right now. No offense but he seems pretty aggressive while trying to flirt. It's rather repulsive in my opinion. Sorry. But I have to deal with a lot of shallow men in the model business. And on top the swimmers can be that way too. That reminds me. You and Justin, huh?"

Shit. I'm doomed. I need to explain. Otherwise Kurt will be gone in a second.

"Ahhhhh. Justin told you about our encounter last year. Yeah. We had a thing. He also told me that you don't do casual. Not that I was hinting that I want to sleep with you. Well I do but that's not why I want to get to know you. This is different. You're different."

"Whoooooooooooa hold up. Wait wait wait. You're producing a lot of word vomit here, Blaine."

I bet I pale at his words but oddly he starts to giggle and I am shocked into silence.

"I'm sorry about my rant, Kurt. I was just trying to say that I'd like to get to know you and I'm not in a hurry to get you in my bed. Shit. I did it again, hm? I guess I can't think straight in your presence."

"That's flattering, Blaine. Really. Well. After all this babbling let me tell you this. We will get some coffee now. We'll talk about ourselves and see how we get along, yeah? Maybe I'll surprise you and will invite you to my hotel room. Even if this is not what I do. Ever. I had a couple of relationships. Some good, some bad. I had dry spells and I never was one to hop into bed with a stranger. I never did the friends-with-benefits-thing. Well maybe with Justin but we discovered really fast that this was not something that works for both of us. And all this information is not something I normally share on a first date."

My eyes nearly pop out of the sockets.

"D- date?"

"If you want to get to know me as something more than a friend, then you have to agree to this as our first date, Blaine. And let me point out that I indeed do kiss after a first date. Maybe that's something to think about."

He winks at me and I'm dumbstruck. This behavior seems to be a pattern around Kurt. I can do that. I can do that for Kurt. For me. For my sanity.

"Yes! I'd love to call this a date."

"Ahaaaaa. You just agree because of the prospect of kissing me, hm? Tsk tsk, Blaine."

"No! God no. I really want to get to know you. The kissing is just a bonus."

Kurt chuckles again and grabs my hand.

"Okay then. Lead the way, handsome."

"Oh now you're the one flirting with me, Kurt? You have to do better than that."

Kurt laughs out loud and drops a little kiss on my cheek. He's adorable. I have butterflies in my tummy. Wow. That's a first.

I grab his hand tighter and pull him towards catering. Let the sparks start to fly. I have a good feeling about how we get along.