Prompt (39): Set whatever you write in Season 2 (Well, any excuse to write more Warbler related Klaine stories, I am so in!)

Characters: Blaine, Wes

Words: 672

From The Outside In

That first kiss, it is kind of easy, once it had stopped being so hard to dare to even begin to think about how to talk to Kurt about, well, wanting to do that ... with him.

But then, suddenly, everything gets hard again. As soon as they have separated out of their second kiss, Blaine's heart starts skipping, and not in a good way.

As soon as Blaine has let go off Kurt's hand, having accompanied Kurt to his car and having watched him drive off with a smile, Blaine stops, while his mind keeps going.

Wes finds him standing there, staring into nothingness still twenty-nine minutes later.

Dinner is about to start and Wes had, passing by while getting a cd from his car, wondered about the boy seeming rooted to the one spot. He gently places a hand on Blaine's shoulder from where he is standing beside him, trying to figure out what Blaine might be looking at, if anything, "Blaine?"

Blaine's head turns slowly to the side the sound just came from, his eyes still fixed ahead, "Yeah?"

"You alright?" the boy asks, worry rising into Wes's chest.

"Not sure," Blaine whispers swallowing.

"Wanne talk?"

"Don't know," Blaine answers, a little louder this time, a little more certain of his own words it seems.

"What is this abo..."

Before Wes can finish his sentence he is interrupted by Blaine, "I kissed Kurt. We ... kissed."

"Oh," Wes has seen this coming if he is honest, most of the Warblers had, Jeff even jabbing on about it to everyone and anyone who would listen, in and outside the Warblers; Jeff's enthusiastic prediction met with smiles all around Dalton for the biggest part.

Yes, Wes had seen them getting together, sooner or later, but he had not anticipated this, finding Blaine so deep in thought, looking so full of worry, the day it had finally happened, "What's on your mind?"

"What do I do now? I mean ..., he ... I ... we ..."

Wes interrupts with a smile, "Yes? You? The two of you ...?"

"He is ... I want to ..., he ...," Wes almost jumps out of his own skin when Blaine finally starts moving again, running a hand through his hair, letting out a heavy sigh before the words, head hanging, voice torn, "I can't end up hurting him. I can't! I am so bad at this."

Wes's face falls as he moves to hug Blaine tight. "Bad at what?" he asks as he holds a deeply sighing Blaine tighter.

"I can't hurt him. There is too much already." Wes does not have to ask of what, he remembers all to well that first day he had met the then so much sadder boy. "I want him to be happy, and I am just so bad ... at romance. He loves romance." Wes almost misses the last words whispered so quietly, "I wish he loved me."

Blaine frowns, head hanging as soon as he feels Wes pull out of the hug, a single hand still on Blaine's left shoulder, moving onto Blaine's upper arm a moment later, squeezing gently.

"I don't know how to be a boyfriend. I have NO idea how to be a boyfriend."

Blaine is met with his best friend's smile when he looks up. "What?" he asks, voice small.

"I told Jeff it was a silly idea, just yesterday, but if you two stay this oblivious to how much you mean to each other and how easy it is to see for all the rest of us whenever we are around you, has been for weeks FYI, then we will really need to start secretly taping you two and turn it into an anniversary gift, or something, some day."

"You can tell from just looking at us?"

Wes just blatantly grins at Blaine now, "You would not believe the amount of time you two spend staring at each other when either of you thinks the other won't notice. Well, the rest of us do!"

Blaine lets out another sigh, mixed with half a laugh this time, lips shifting into a smile as he looks back down onto the parking lot ground, hand running through his hair messing it up further.

Wes is grinning too, still, "You are so crazy about him."

"I am."