Nationals
(Disclaimer: Don't own anything, wish I did.)
"Wake up!" Rachel blared in Kurt and Blaine's ears, making both of them jump and open their eyes in shock. "We are here!"
Kurt moaned, slumping back down against Blaine. "Shut your god-awful mouth Rachel Berry. I don't wanna get up. Don't make me." He snuggled back into Blaine's bicep.
"I know, but we have to," Blaine said with a yawn. "We need to practice. Nationals are tomorrow." He placed a quick kiss to his forehead before standing and pulling Kurt to follow.
They hopped off the bus and followed Mr. Schue and Miss Pillsbury to the hotel doors. "Do you think we'll be able to share a bed?" Kurt whispered to Blaine as they walked into the hotel.
"I doubt it," Blaine muttered, squeezing his hand. "But I'll do everything in my power to sleep by your side. Is that okay?"
"Yep," Kurt said, smiling and yawning. In the end, Mr. Schue got three rooms. One had two twin beds with a couple cots, which would be the girls' room. One had two queens, which was for the adults. The last one had two kings. Kurt frowned, not liking that he would have to share the king with other boys if he wanted to sleep next to Blaine. Or he would have to share a cot with Rachel. He just wasn't feeling the latter.
They drop their stuff off in the room before going out for a quick lunch at Chipotle, and it was delicious. Kurt got a simple burrito, while Blaine ate two. After they were done, they all went back to the hotel to start practicing. They found an empty room for events and set up.
Brittany and Mike were in charge while Beiste watched over them. After a while, Kurt didn't feel like dancing anymore so he took a break to check his twitter feed, learning about Unique getting the key of the city. It was pretty shocking.
Everything was going swimmingly until Sam slammed Puck's textbook closed. "Why aren't you dancing with the rest of us? If you mess us up because you don't care, I will be so pissed."
"Back off Sam," Puck said, rolling his eyes and opening his book again. "I don't need to practice for your information. Some of us actually know how to dance."
"What is that supposed to mean?" Sam asked, getting up in his face, everyone stopping what they were doing to watch the two boys. It was like the Sam and Blaine fight before Sectionals.
"What I mean is that I actually have talent unlike you, Trouty Mouth," Puck said, stepping even closer. "I have to study to graduate, so get off my ass."
"It's not fair that you get to stop. All you care about is yourself. If we lose Nationals because of you not knowing the steps, it won't matter because you don't care."
Puck lost his temper and shoved him forward, and they went at it. Kurt pulled Blaine back out of the fight to make sure he didn't get hurt while the other boys tried to stop the boys from fighting. Kurt was sure he saw Beiste leave to get help; he hoped she did because they weren't stopping. People were going to get hurt, but then Mr. Schue came in and broke it up.
After everything was sorted out, Kurt hopped up and squeezed Sam's shoulders. "Deep breaths," he said, massaging his shoulders. "I know you are stressed about Mercedes, but it'll be fine."
Sam shook his head and turned around. "I don't know what came over me really. I just snapped. It just seemed unfair that he was doing nothing while we were all working our asses off."
"I know, but some of us learn faster. Take Puckerman and me for example. I have the moves down, but you and Finn...That's another story. You learn slower than us."
He smiled and nodded. "I just really want to win tomorrow. We've been through so much and to lose just because one person doesn't know their dance moves-"
"Won't happen. Stop worrying about it, or you will be the one who forgets his dance moves on that stage. Everyone will be amazing if we all work together. Fighting with Puck won't help that, now go tell him you are sorry."
"I hate you, you know that?" Sam asked, shoving his playfully. "You are so smart and good. I envy you with everything in me." Kurt gave him a look and Sam laughed. "I'm going, don't give me that look. Blaine you need to watch that one."
Kurt blushed when Blaine turned to him, smiling. He raised his eyebrows in question and Kurt mouthed, "I'll tell you later." Blaine nodded and winked before turning back to help Mike teach the boys the moves.
-1-
They ordered pizza that night, laughing and joking around. By then, they all knew the dance moves to the best of their abilities. Mr. Schue went to bed early with Miss Pillsbury, Sue and Beiste following after. They ended up in a circle, facing each other.
Kurt was sitting next to Blaine as always. "I just want us to all go around the circle and say what we want to win Nationals for," Finn said, getting everyone's attention. "I'll start. I want to win the competition for Mr. Schue."
"Me too," Rachel said, smiling. "I think he deserves this win more than all of us put together. He has worked so hard to make who we are today, and I don't want to disappoint him."
"He's like a second father," Kurt said softly, smiling at all the memories he has of Mr. Schue, some good and some bad. "He always puts us first, our feelings and needs. It's nice to know that one person at McKinley cares. When I'm on stage tomorrow, he will be my motivation to do flawless. Just so people can see how much work he has done for us. Plus I just really want to win."
"I don't know Mr. Schue as much as some of you," Blaine said. "But he has been awesome since I transferred. It's really nice that he is dedicated to make our dreams to win Nationals come true. I want to do this for him as well."
"We started out as five dysfunctional kids and now look, sixteen people who want to make their teacher proud. I'm really proud of all of us," Tina said, smiling. "We all want this for Mr. Schue, right?"
Everyone agreed, smiling and nodding their heads. "What are your guys' favorite memories from glee?" Quinn asked, leaning slightly on Joe. "Mine was when you all sang to me when I was pregnant. You all didn't leave me when I the lowest I could possibly be. And I kept holding on to some of the greatest friends that I'll ever have in my entire life."
"I loved the Sugar Shack," Sugar said smiling. "I don't have many memories of glee, but I loved when we all were all my party. It was so much fun."
"Last Christmas, I got to walk, even if it was only for a couple minutes," Artie said, smiling. "You were all there to support me and encourage me. I love you guys."
"Well I loved when we all got together at the end of our first year together," Santana admitted. "I might sound mushy and sickening, but thinking that glee was going to end was hard on me. It was the best part of my day. We admitted everything that glee changed about us and sang 'To Sir With Love'. You all changed my life so much, and I love you all, but if you say anything outside of this circle, I will cut you."
Kurt nuzzled into Blaine, smiling as he listened to the others say their greatest memory. When Blaine went he said, "My greatest memory of you all...I had so much fun this year making new friends and being with the you all. Those are all my greatest memories. I can't just pick one, but when we all joined together after being in separate groups. When we sang 'We Are Young', that is probably the best memory I have because we were all together in one big family."
Kurt smiled up at him as everyone agreed. "My favorite memory of glee was having a home when I wasn't wanted anywhere else. Being at school were I was tossed in dumpsters, Puckerman, shoved into lockers, and being the target of slushie facials. You all accepted me for what I was. You all didn't care, after some time for some of you, who I loved or what I liked to do. You were my friends and you all protected me when I need it, and when I couldn't be protected I was protected by someone else."
He stopped to take a deep breath, Blaine reaching over to take his hand. "He took care of me and put me back together, much stronger than I was before. So when I came back, I was ready to take everything on. You all, and I mean you all, have changed me for the better. Making me who I am today. Every single day, moment, song was my favorite moments in glee. You are all my best friends, and I will never stop loving every single one of you."
"I think we can all say that everyone in this club is an important person in our lives," Rachel said with visible tears in her eyes. "Without each and everyone of us this club wouldn't be what it is right now."
"We should get to bed," Finn said, standing up. "Early day tomorrow. Up, come on you all." They all said goodnight to each other before parting their ways. Kurt followed Blaine into the guys' room. He had made the conscious decision to room with the men for the night.
They all stood, facing the two beds. How were nine of them going to fit on two queens? "I'm sleeping next to Blaine," Kurt piped up, wrapping an arm around Blaine's.
"Hummel and Anderson on the floor," Puck said, smiling. "Now we have to deal with seven of us and were we are sleeping."
"I have to protest," Kurt said, looking appalled. "I will not be sleeping on the floor the day of a competition. So we have to deal with nine."
They stood there again for a good amount of time until Finn spoke up. "Well there's a cot that can only fit one, so who wants that?"
"You take it, Finn," Puck said, crossing his arms. "You are too big for the beds anyway. So now we have four in a bed. I'll bed with Hummel and Anderson. They will take less room laying on each other."
Kurt blushed, but figured that he was probably the truth. "I'll sleep with you three," Sam said, smiling. "It's not like I haven't slept with Kurt, Blaine, or Puck. Fun times right?"
Kurt rolled his eyes; remember the halo tournament that Finn had at their house. Kurt had fallen asleep on Sam's shoulder while Blaine was playing and Blaine fell asleep on Puck, so they all slept with each other.
"I'm fine with that," Blaine said, shrugging his shoulders.
Rory, Joe, Mike, and Artie were to sleep in the other bed. Finn and Artie switched so it would be easier for the boy to sleep. Kurt laughed as the four of them looked at the bed after they changed. "I'm not sleeping by Puckerman, seeing his attire tonight." They all looked to him in his boxers and wife beater.
"How about it goes Puck, me, Kurt, then Blaine?" Sam suggested. They all ended up agreeing and hopping into bed. Kurt snuggled up to Blaine, giving the other two more room to settle down. "And no Puck and Kurt, I will not cuddle with you."
Kurt laughed, nuzzling into Blaine's neck. He placed a sweet kiss to the skin there. "In your dreams, Trouty Mouth," Kurt murmured as Blaine tightened his grip around him.
After a couple minutes of silence, Kurt felt himself drifting in and out of sleep. Blaine whispered into his hair, "Night sweetheart, I love you."
"I love you too," Kurt replied sleepily. "See you in the morning. Have sweet dreams." He let his eyes flutter shut.
"I will be dreaming of you," Blaine said softly, holding him closer.
"You two make me want to puke rainbows and butterflies," Puck quipped loudly so the whole room could hear, receiving a rumble of laughter. "It's so sweet that it's sickening."
Blaine laughed softly while Kurt laughed sarcastically. "Ha, ha, Puckerman. You are just jealous because we have something that you would die for, no matter how much you deny it."
That shut him up; he mumbled something under his breath before turning to face away from them. Kurt smiled in victory, pecking Blaine's lips before nuzzling back into his spot in Blaine's side. He fell asleep soon after as Blaine rubbed his back soothingly.
-2-
Kurt woke the next morning, smiling in the warm embrace. Kurt had his head on a broad shoulder, arms wrapped around his waist tightly, head buried in the crook of his neck from behind. He sat his head up, looking down to see that he was laying on Sam's shoulder, while Puck was flush up against Sam's side.
He laughed at the irony of it.. "Sam, Puck, Blaine, up my little darlings. Nationals are today. Lots to do."
Sam woke with a start, waking Puck up. "What the hell, Kurt. We can still sleep a little longer, shut your trap."
"Don't talk to my boyfriend like that," Blaine mumbled against Kurt's shoulder blade, not all awake yet. "I'll have to teach you a lesson next time."
"You three know that we are all cuddling, right?" Kurt asked, Puck and Sam's eyes blinking open. They looked around and saw their current state.
"I have never felt more gayer than I do right now," Puck muttered, scooting away from Sam, closing his eyes again.
"What are you doing?" Kurt asked, looking around at the room. "We need to get going! Nationals! Up! Get up all of you! Now!"
That seemed to get things moving and before long, they were all getting dressed in their outfits for the competition. Kurt helped Blaine with his tie and Blaine helped him with his own. They all made their way to the building Nationals would be held in, excited and a little nervous.
-3-
Kurt jumped over to Blaine backstage while The Troubletones were singing 'Edge of Glory'. "Hey you. Good luck out there."
Blaine smiled and turned to face his boyfriend. "Hey. Good luck to you out there as well. I know you will kill it as usual."
"Yeah with you as my dance partner," Kurt said, winking. "You better not mess up and make me look bad, Blaine. I will hurt you and never forgive you."
Blaine laughed, ducking his head. "How dare you have no faith in me. You are the one that should be scared, Mr. Sit-and-watch-everyone-else-rehearse-because-you-have-it-down."
Kurt rolled his eyes. "You are really making me want to slap you, but I won't because I unfortunately love you."
"Kurt, Blaine, places," Mr. Schue said, touching Blaine's shoulder before going to get the others.
"You love me, no matter how much you say how much of a burden it is," Blaine said, leaning forward and kissing him softly on the cheek. "Because I love you so much.
Kurt sighed exaggeratedly. "I guess if you love me so much I can love you too, but on one condition." Blaine raised an eyebrow. "Kiss me?"
"Of course," he whispered, kissing Kurt deeply before pulling away. "Ready to go win this thing? Our last competition together."
"With you by my side?" Kurt asked, pretending to think about it. "I'm ready to crush the competition." They watched the girls finished. "Love you."
Blaine smiled, and they got into their places. Kurt watched Finn give Rachel a pep talk before she walked out on the stage. He squeezed Blaine's hand before he walked out behind Rachel for backup. This was it.
Kurt could barely hear from the excited cheers as they ran off stage after the standing ovation they received. There was hugging and kissing between everyone. It was almost as if they won already. Kurt was picked up in a hug and turned to see Sam smiling. When he was put down, he was caught in the arms of his boyfriend.
"You did amazing!" Blaine proclaimed, hugging him tightly. "I was proud being your dance partner."
Kurt laughed, hugging him back just as tight. "I wish we were partners more often. I'm glad that we got to do that one last time together before graduation."
Blaine laughed, pulling away. "I know it was one of my favorite memories with you in glee. Do you want to go watch the other performances?"
Kurt nodded, but held up a finger. "I will, but I want to see Unique real quick. You don't care, right?" Blaine shook his head. "I'll hurry!"
"Sounds noble of you," Blaine said as the noise around them started quieting down. "I'll see you in a few." Kurt left before they got in trouble for talking.
"The 2012 National Show Choir Champions..." the announcer started, pausing for dramatic effect. Blaine squeezed Kurt's hand tightly in his own. "From McKinley High, New Directions!"
It felt as if the world was exploding. The cheers blocked his ears out, and he couldn't hear Blaine and Rory cheering right next to him. Blaine pulled him into a hug as they hopped up and down in excitement. "We won!" Finally reached Kurt's ears.
He was so excited that tears were running down his cheeks as Blaine kissed him on the cheek. Rory pulled him into a hug after. The next half hour was a blur. It was spent celebrating on their drive back to the hotel. They were heading home early the next morning.
Kurt felt as if he was on air, gathering his bags and jumping in bed with Blaine. They ended up going to bed around three due to Puck and Sam 'whooping' and celebrating all night. The next morning was a rush to get things together and get on the bus for their five-hour drive back to Lima.
Blaine pulled an exhausted Kurt down next to him, kissing his forehead as they settled in the seat on the bus. "Tired?"
"How can you not be?" Kurt asked, shocked. "Puck was screaming until the crack of dawn. I'm just happy that I have five glorious hours on this bus to sleep on my favorite pillow."
"Sleep away," Blaine said, leaning down to press a quick kiss to his lips before Kurt fell asleep almost instantly. He slept the whole way home.
"Sweetheart," Blaine whispered into his ear as the bus pulled up to the school. "We are at school, Kurt." Kurt moaned, nuzzling more into Blaine's shoulder. "I would love to watch you sleep for the rest of the day, but we need to get up."
Kurt bolted up, eyes wide. "What's going on?" He asked confused, looking around at all his friends gathering up their stuff.
Blaine laughed softly, rubbing Kurt's cheek softly. "How do you sleep for five hours on my shoulder and not have lines on your beautiful face?"
Kurt rubbed his eyes, stretching. "I'm just amazing, that's how. Haven't you realized that yet? It's been over a year that you've had to deal with me."
"So are you ready to take on the school? Maybe they will be nice to us, seeing we are national champs," Blaine said hopefully.
"Yeah right, I bet nothing even changes," he muttered, standing up as the bus emptied. "Let's go face it together though."
"You are such a downer," Blaine accused, following him. "Look on the bright side just for this, okay?" Kurt gave him a look and he laughed. "For me?"
"Since I'm such a sucker for your puppy dog face, I'll look up. They are going to congratulate us as soon as we walk in there."
"That's more like it," Blaine said, kissing his cheek and following the group inside. Seeing the decorations and students looking at them was terrifying for Kurt. He held his breath as two hockey players holding big gulp cups came towards them and Kurt fought the urge to tell Blaine, "I told you so."
That was until it wasn't cold ice hitting his face, but confetti. He held out his hands in disbelief, catching the paper in his hand. Everything happened so fast after. First they were walking down the hall, seeing smiles and everyone congratulating them. Then they were celebrating in the choir room.
Everything was so insane and Kurt wouldn't have changed it for anything. It was great feeling that he had amazing friends that he could spend the last days of school with.
In the middle of celebrating with Rachel and Finn, he was grabbed around the waist and spun around. Without a word Blaine dipped him and kissed him softly. It wasn't too showy or passionate, just giddy and exciting. After straightening back up he laughed and threw his arms around Blaine's neck.
"I told you so," Blaine said, ducking so the spray Sugar was spraying around the room didn't hit them. "Such a downer."
Kurt rolled his eyes. "Okay, okay, okay. I was wrong and you were right. I am very incredibly sorry for it. Forgive me?"
"How could I not?" Blaine asked, spinning Kurt around as he squealed. "We won!" He proclaimed excitedly.
"Your such a child," Kurt laughed, rolling his eyes, but leaning down and pressing his lips against Blaine's once more just because he could. "We won!" He screamed with just as much enthusiasm, making Blaine crack up.
-4-
"Are you sure that it's okay?" Kurt asked as he walked through Blaine's front door, his overnight bag hanging on his shoulder. "Your parents aren't going to be home tonight, right?"
Blaine shook his head as he shut the door and locked it. "I'm positive it's okay. They had a business meeting in Columbus. If you wouldn't stay the night, I would be alone here and we all know how scared I get when I'm alone in a creepy house."
Kurt laughed softly, their eyes meeting. "Well then we can't have that." He started up the stairs, calling over his shoulder, "I call the right side of the bed, it's better for my hair." He heard Blaine laugh behind him as they walked to Blaine's room.
After singing to Mr. Schue, Blaine had sought him out and practically begged him to spend the night. Kurt knew how lonely Blaine got and since he was graduating in a week, he couldn't say no. Kurt put his bag on Blaine's bed as the boy shut the door and stretched. "Thanks for coming."
"How could I possibly say no?" Kurt asked, pulling out his nightclothes. "We only have a few more times to do this. Of course I'm saying yes. When you are lonely, I'm always going to be here, may it be in person or on the phone, or even on Skype."
"Do you want to watch a movie or something while we get sleepy?" Blaine asked, unbuttoning his shirt and shrugging it off.
"Sounds good. You pick, I don't care what we watch." Kurt folded his discarded shirt and tugged his tie off as well. "I'm so exhausted."
"I know," Blaine agreed, letting a big yawn out. They both laughed and continued getting undressed. Blaine pulled on a wife beater and tugged his sweatpants up, tying the stings tightly around his small waist. He studied the pile of movies he had borrowed from Kurt and picked up the most appealing one. "What about 'The Hangover'?"
"That's fine," Kurt said, smiling up at him. He pulled on his shirt and shimmied out of his pants. "Honey? Would you mind if I slept in some of your pants?"
Blaine smiled, shaking his head. "Go right ahead." Kurt listened and pulled out his favorite sweatpants of Blaine's while Blaine put the movie in. After a quick trip to the bathroom by both of them, they settled on Blaine's bed. Kurt shut the lamp on Blaine's side table off before crawling up to him.
"Come here," Blaine said opening his arms and scooting down. Kurt laid in Blaine's arms, head on his chest and their feet tangled.
"I'll miss this the most," Kurt whispered as the movie started. "Just being with you. It so nice and peaceful that I forget all the stress that I have."
Blaine shook his head, kissing Kurt's hair. "Don't think about that stuff right now, okay? I don't want to have to think about that right now. Just relax, okay?"
"Okay," Kurt breathed, focusing on the movie. "Blaine?" He asked after a couple minutes. He propped himself up and looked down at his boyfriend. "I love you, you know that right?"
Blaine looked mildly confused, but reached up to caress Kurt's soft cheek. "I do know that and I love you with all my heart."
"I'll wait for you if you wait for me," Kurt whispered, eyes bright with unshed tears. "I have just been thinking about next year, and I want you to wait for me, but if you don't want to I'll understand."
"Don't you dare suggest that Kurt Hummel. I will wait until the end of time for you, okay? Don't ever think I won't. I will never see anyone else the way I see you. I'm so in love with you that no one else could ever compare. I'm waiting for you because it's the only option in my head."
Kurt smiled, a single tear falling down his cheek. "I'm so relieved to hear that. I've been so worried. But the thing is, I knew the answer already. I knew you'd tell me I was an idiot for worrying because what we have most people would die for."
"So are we done worrying?" he asked, wiping the tear away. "Can we enjoy the time we have left together?"
Kurt nodded, blushing. "It's the only thing I want." He leaned up and caught his boyfriend's lips in a swearing kiss. They ended up in a full make out session, Kurt grinding down on Blaine, both moaning loudly. Blaine pulled Kurt's shirt up, feeling the smooth skin underneath as he forced his tongue in Kurt's mouth.
"Blaine," Kurt moaned, grinding down again for any type of friction.
Blaine flipped them over, attacking Kurt's neck with his lips. Kurt gasped, clawing Blaine's back. "The noises you make are so sexy," Blaine whispered against his lips. He bit down on the skin he was working on.
"Jesus Blaine!" Kurt proclaimed, jumping and sitting up, his hands flying up to his neck. "Who are you Edward Cullen? That hurt."
Blaine laughed, looking down. "I'm sorry, I got a little excited. Here let me kiss it." He pushed up and kissed the deep red mark. "Oh man, I'm so sorry. It's really red."
Kurt laughed, lying back down. "I'm never going to hear the end of it in glee," Kurt muttered. He let Blaine nuzzle up next to him.
"Sorry I ruined the moment," Blaine muttered, looking up to him. "I don't know the power of my lust. Look what you do to me, Hummel."
Kurt rolled his eyes. "Please, I know I'm irresistible you don't have to tell me that." After a couple seconds he added, "Never mind, I love you telling me how amazing I am."
"I'll do it the rest of my life, so I guess that's good. I'm tired, can we go to sleep now?" He sounded so much like a child that Kurt laughed.
"Sleep away my love," Kurt replied, kissing his forehead. "See you in the morning." Blaine leaning up and puckered his lips, asking for a kiss, which Kurt greatly gave him. "I love you."
Blaine laid back down, nuzzling into his spot on Kurt's side. They fit together so well. "Love you too," Blaine mumbled before drifting off. Kurt didn't know how long he spent watching Blaine sleep, but he couldn't pull his eyes away. After the movie ended, he shut the TV off and finally decided to get some sleep.