A/N: It's a short one but it's got smut so yay! Meet you at the end!

Chapter 21

Bathroom number 5 was quiet which meant it was empty… which also meant Kurt would be tranquil with his thoughts, fortunately not having Jeff or Nick playing inside the showers.

He left his dressing case where he usually did and chose the second shower to the left. He undressed and grabbed his towel. The water was cold at first which woke him up entirely but slowly it became hotter and hotter until it remained in the perfect temperature for Kurt to enjoy.

He heard the door open and someone steps' getting closer to the showers. He knew that scent as if he had been born around it; anyway he decided to keep quiet.

After 10 minutes, the shower next to his was running. How could Blaine not have recognized his dressing case? Maybe he had chosen not to recognize it; maybe he had chosen not to think of Kurt ever again. Blaine coughed.

"Shit, I got shampoo inside my eyes. Great, Blaine, just great"

He had definitely not seen Kurt's dressing case, he was talking alone; Blaine hadn't even paid attention to the sound of water running next to him.

"Jeff, are you next to me?" he asked. Blaine's voice startled Kurt, as fright started taking over him. Should he speak? Should he just hum an answer?

"No, Blaine. I'm not Jeff" Kurt said, loud and clear. If he wanted Blaine to come to him, this would be a great moment to start.

Of course Kurt was expecting an answer, any normal guy would answer. But Blaine wasn't a normal guy, he wasn't one to voice his feelings out loud and even if he was to do it, he wouldn't address the issue forwardly. Instead, Blaine remained silent while both of them showered. Kurt's ex? boyfriend was showering next to him and they weren't even talking. Kurt decided he should make the matter his own, built up enough courage and spoke up.

"So, how have you been, Blaine?" Kurt felt ridiculous, completely out of place.

"Why do you even care, Kurt?" Blaine answered harshly. Kurt's tears blended with the falling water but he wouldn't let Blaine deceive him from his purpose with his awful ways; he knew he had to let some time pass between them; Jeff had said they loved each other right? So, time would tell. Kurt just didn't know how much he would manage to stand.

"Why do you even care, Kurt?" Blaine answered harshly. Why was Kurt even doing this? Trying to communicate with him, knowing deep inside he was trying to connect with a torn person, with no value at all. Where was the old Blaine Anderson, full of confidence and courage, at?

He could hear Kurt's sobs; he had to suppress his need to climb to his shower and just hold him and let him know everything was going to be fine.

"You can just say you don't want to talk to me, Blaine. I want to so that's why I care. But cut the rudeness, it won't get you anywhere"

"I know, I shouldn't have been so hard on you. I wish I could tell you what's inside me, Kurt. I wish you could see it with your own eyes. I know you are disappointed in me but I—"

He was cut by the sudden chill that covered his spine which meant his shower curtain was open. Blaine was facing the wall so he turned around and met with the most beautiful blue eyes he had ever seen.

"I'm not disappointed in you Blaine. How could I ever be? I feel sorry for what happened to you; I wish it hadn't, at least not in that way, and that you wouldn't have gone through all that on your own. I love you"

Blaine was trying to take his eyes off of Kurt's eyes just to have the opportunity to take a mental picture of a wet naked sexy-as-fuck Kurt but he couldn't, not in that moment, when Kurt was naked not only on the outside but on the inside. He was showing Blaine everything he was and it was his turn to take it or leave it.

He didn't even hesitate when he embraced Kurt in a bone-breaking hug.

Blaine was surprised by the sound of his own voice.

"Kurt I'm so, so, sorry. I just can't deal with people leaving me behind again, it hurts too much and I know eventually you will find someone better than me who will make you happy and won't hurt you at all… ha, here I am, after all, this is what you choose; a broken boy who doesn't even know who he is or where he comes from or even if the love of his life loves him just as much as he does" Blaine said between sobs, not letting go of Kurt. "I can't let myself believe, Kurt. You must be disappointed in me because of how I behaved in the past and I- I understand" his voice had become emotionless as he finally lost his fierce grip on Kurt's strong back. He stared at his eyes.

He was about to speak again when Kurt shushed him.

"It's my turn now, Blaine" he grabbed Blaine's hand in his and started speaking. "Through the past 16 years of my life I've been teased about everything that makes me who I am: my voice, my sexuality, my hair, my fashion style, my high grades, my song selection even my choice on what to eat at the cafeteria at lunch. But since I've been here at Dalton; since you and I met again; since God gave us the opportunity to redeem ourselves and fall in love with each other, I've never been happier. You made me happy. Not because of where you come from, not because you are strong, beautiful and sexy; all those things make you appealing to the eye. I fell in love with you when we were 7 years old and you asked me to be you "forever best friend in the entire world"; I fell in love with you when I saw you on those stairs and I knew who you were, I just couldn't see it. I fall in love with you with every word you say, everything you do. I don't care if you had a rough past, I'm here with you. I'm here because I love you and I'm here because you need to learn to love yourself with your scars and your bad memories. What a better way to start loving yourself than being loved by someone else?" Kurt said it all in one breath, as if he had rehearsed it. Maybe he had.

There were no words to describe Blaine's feelings at that moment so he did what he thought would be appropriate. He grabbed Kurt's face and kissed him deeply. At first, Kurt was taken aback by the sudden action but quickly melted into the kiss. Blaine was struggling with trying to tell Kurt through that kiss that he loved him with every piece of his body, his soul and his heart and not be carried away by the hotness of the moment. Their bodies were rubbing together in a harmonious rhythm; Blaine was feeling Kurt entirely; their cocks looking for more friction as the kiss rose from lovely to feverish and needy. The water dripping from their bodies just made everything more slippery and heated.

"Shit, Blaine. I missed you so much, baby. Oh god" Kurt moaned trying to keep himself together. For Blaine it wasn't any easier though.

If Kurt touched Blaine only for a second, he would cum right in that moment. But he didn't want to rush things; before all this happened they had only been comfortable with handjobs, he wasn't expecting Kurt to lower on his knees and suck him off. Less, have actual sex with him.

Apparently his mind was wrong.

Kurt lowered his body until he was faced up with Blaine's throbbing cock. Blaine looked down and found Kurt's enquiring and lustful eyes.

All of a sudden, Blaine could think no more. All his blood went straight to his groin, which was being worked up by Kurt. He took him whole and started licking and sucking and Blaine couldn't believe this was happening.

While Kurt moaned, Blaine grabbed at the hair at his neck and pulled Kurt closer to him. He couldn't get enough.

Unfortunately, his body had other plans and Blaine started feeling his stomach twirl and the sense of climax approaching really quickly.

"Kurt, ugh, I'm going to…" he said as he started pushing Kurt back slowly, only, apparently, his boyfriend had another idea on his mind. Kurt just kept on his ministrations until Blaine came hard inside his mouth. He swallowed everything, got up and kissed Blaine. He could taste himself inside Kurt's mouth and if that wasn't the best and most erotic thing that had ever happened in his life, he wasn't sure he had been alive yet.

"I love you, Kurt. I love you so much" Blaine kissed Kurt as if his own life depended on the blue eyed boy's lips.

"Stop reading my mind, mister" Kurt said. He pecked Blaine on the lips once and then left the shower to continue with his own.

"Do you need help?" Blaine asked in a naughty and seductive voice.

"I think I'm fine" Kurt said while turning the shower off. "See you around, boyfriend" he said in the most careless way ever.

Blaine Anderson was back in the game and beside him stood his guarding angel, the one and only, Kurt Hummel.

He only prayed for the past not to get in their way.

A/N: Sorry for the delay! I just started university (yay! Ph on Foreign Affairs!) so I had to read tons and tons of stuff. Also, sorry for this one being so short, not even 2K words. My computer broke down where I keep all my fic folders so I had to ask my brother to lend me his and writing gay smut on your 20-year-old male brother's computer is not recommendable.

Anyway, hope you guys like it and I'll try to update as soon as I don't have like 5 units to read from one day to other :) Meanwhile, you can read my other fic! Mr. Anderson - Teacher! Blaine Student! Kurt.

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