AN- I am SO sorry everybody. I hope you'll take a 10,000 word chapter as an apology. Also check out the 111st reviewers dreb07's oneshot (haven't uploaded it, it's long though so it may turn into a 2 or 3 shot).
So there are a few things that I was upset with with season 3 of Glee. The first being Blaine's a junior! throws the whole mentor thing of last year out the window and make the Jeremiah thing even creepier. There are others but I can't think right now.
Disclaimer I don't own glee. :( Blaine :( :( of Kurt :( :( :( But I love them.
Chapter 25
The next day dawned bright and beautiful. Kurt woke with the sun shining on his face. He felt like he had slept ten hours. He felt great! Kurt went to get up and smiled as the arms around him tightened. He pecked the lips lightly of the sleeping boy who smiled.
"I have to go to the bathroom, Blainedear."
"Are you sure?" was the mumbled response.
Kurt chuckled. "Yes. Let me go. Please."
"Never." Blaine tightened his grip.
"I'm gonna pee on you if you don't let me get up." Kurt laughed.
"You wouldn't dare!" Blaine gasped opening his eyes wide.
"Try me."
"I think you're bluffing." Blaine said as he buried further into the crook of Kurt's neck.
"Blaine let me go!" Kurt swatted at Blaine's arms as he laughed.
"I knew you were bluffing." Blaine kissed his neck. "If I let you go will you come back?"
"Maybe. But we should probably get up. I'm feeling much better today and the sun is shining and I am refreshed. And I want to go see the crown jewels."
Blaine laughed again. "How can I say no to that? Alright we can get up."
"If you want to stay here just a bit I'll bring you some coffee." Kurt shuffled out of the bed pulling on his shirt as he exited the room. Kurt ran into Kristen in the kitchen.
"Good morning! Did you sleep well?" she asked him.
Kurt blushed slightly. "I did. I'm much more myself today." Kurt poured two mugs of coffee lightly sweetening one for Blaine exactly how he knew he liked it.
"What have you have planned today?" Kristen asked him looking over some briefs scattered around the table.
"I think we're going to Buckingham Palace and do the London tourist stuff." The tall boy answered.
"Oh that will be fun." Kurt started to take the coffees back to Blaine's room. "Hey Kurt?"
He turned. "Yeah?
"Don't forget you and me all day tomorrow. I have us scheduled starting at eight tomorrow morning."
"Really? What are we doing?"
Kristen smiled sweetly. "Not gonna tell, beautiful, but…just so you know you won't be wearing your clothes so no need to think that you need to be all fancy before we leave." She smirked and went back to her project.
Kurt looked at her quizzically. She should know better than that. He would rather be dead than out in public without the proper outfit. He carefully walked back to Blaine's room not spilling a drop. Blaine had gone back to sleep so Kurt set the cups down and jumped on the lump of covers that was his boyfriend.
"Oph! Hey!" Kurt sniggered at Blaine's protests "So that's how it's gonna be?" Blaine chuckled now that he was fully awake. Before Kurt knew what had happened Blaine had twisted underneath him and flipped them both over so that Blaine had Kurt pinned underneath him.
"Pinned ya!" Kurt was full out laughing and it was infectious. Blaine had a hard time not giving in to a fit of laughter. Kurt was wriggling and thrashing with his gales of laughter.
"You're so funny." Blaine commented. "I'm not even doing anything." He said with a chuckle.
Kurt gave a thump up with his hips which caught Blaine off guard and sent him toppling off the twin size bed. He still had a hold of Kurt's arms who was also pulled off the bed on top of Blaine. This just put Kurt into further hysterics, Blaine also succumbed to the laughter and that is how Kristen found them. Blaine on his back, tears streaming out of his eyes as he shook with laughter. Kurt on top of him no strength to even lift his head as she could tell he was having trouble breathing from laughing too hard. She just left them as they were and went to finish getting ready for work.
The boys eventually calmed down and Blaine held Kurt, still lying on the floor. "Why was that so funny?" Blaine asked wiping his eyes through his breaths.
"I don't know." Kurt still was tearing up a little. "I think I just wasn't expecting you to be so quick after having just woken up. I think my stomach thought I was on an amusement park ride and it tickled when you turned me so fast." Kurt was getting control of his fit and took a big sighing breath.
"I love you." He told Blaine his chest still resting on the shorter boy's chest.
"It's a good thing I love you too, otherwise this might have turned out differently." Blaine shuffled just a bit under Kurt and rolled them over. "Pinned ya again!" He smirked and kissed Kurt's nose as he startled the countertenor's waist and pinned Kurt's arms above his head. Kurt looked shocked this time. He struggled a bit with the awkward way his hands and arms were pinned above his head.
"I think I like you this way." Blaine told him leaning down to put his elbows on the floor next to Kurt's head.
"What way is that?" Kurt struggled a little bit. His eyes shining.
"Under my control!" Blaine gave an evil laugh.
"You do realize that if I wanted to, you would be the one in this situation and not me, right?"
Blaine pecked his lips as they were only about an inch away. "You keep thinking that if it helps you sleep at night." Blaine smirked superiorly
Kurt's eyes flashed menacingly and lifted the lower half his body wrapping his legs around Blaine's torso and maneuvered his hands around at the same time grasping the golden brown forearms using his leg and arm strength to pull Blaine down while he sat up and before Blaine knew it was pinned under his boyfriend completely flabbergasted.
"Now who has who pinned?" Kurt smirked leaning down to give his own kiss to Blaine's beautiful lips.
"I think I just fell in love with you all over again!" Blaine said in awe.
"Good." Kurt told him getting up and leaving Blaine on the floor. He sat on the edge of the bed and grabbed his cup of coffee and took a sip looking over the rim at Blaine whose eyes were closed and he had a look of euphoria on his face.
"What are you thinking about?" Kurt asked curiously.
Blaine's eyes shot open and he looked guilty as a blush overtook his usual olive tone. "Nothing." He said. But the pause had been there.
"It's not nothing. You looked like you were enjoying something." Blaine pushed himself up.
"Can we just leave it that I am shocked and amazed and extremely happy" he emphasized the last word. "That you are so flexible." It was Kurt's turn crimson. He looked down into his mug at the black liquid as he smiled to himself.
"Thanks for the coffee, my love." Blaine said as Kurt felt his sit down next to him. Blaine rested his hand on Kurt's knee as they enjoyed the warmth of each other.
"So I told Kerry that we would meet him at Trafalgar Square at nine, do you think you'll be ready?"
Kurt gave Blaine his best 'bitch please' stare and Blaine put up his hands and backed away chuckling under his breath about never questioning that again.
At quarter to nine the two boys were on their way to the tube. Kurt was impeccably dressed; Blaine was in something Kurt approved of. They looked great together.
Kurt had a pep in his step. "I love that you are yourself today." Blaine told him squeezing Kurt's hand. Kurt had attached them as soon as they had stepped out of Kristen's door. Kurt smiled at him humming as they walked along.
"What are you singing?" Blaine asked the pale boy. Kurt started singing the words.
Woke up in London yesterday, Found myself in the city near Piccadilly
Don't really know how I got here, I got some pictures on my phone
New names and numbers that I don't know, Addresses to places like Ivy Road
Take dens tonight not tense do whatever we want, We're young enough to say
Oh this has gotta be the good life, This has gotta be the good life
This could really be a good life, good life, Say oh, got this feeling that you can't fight
Like this city is a fine night, This could really be a good lifeA good, good life,
To my friends in New York, I say hello, My friends in L.A. they don't know
Where I've been for the past few years or so, Paris to China to Col-or-ado
Sometimes there's airplanes I can' t jump out, Sometimes there's bullshit that don't work now
We are god of stories but please tell me-e-e-e, What there is to complain about
When you're happy like a fool, Let it take you over
When everything is out, You gotta take it in
HopelesslyI feel like there might be something that I'll miss
HopelesslyI feel like the window closes oh so quick
HopelesslyI'm taking a mental picture of you now'Cuz hopelessly
The hope is we have so much to feel good about
He sang til they made it to the tube station. Blaine in heaven to hear his boyfriend's beautiful countertenor voice. He didn't interrupt or join in he just smiled as he listened. They got on the train to Trafalgar Square; Kurt sidled up to Blaine's side on the train pressing as close as he could get without actually sitting on Blaine's lap. Blaine noticed Kurt's eyes darting around looking everywhere at once. Blaine wound his arm around Kurt's slender waist, understanding Kurt's behavior, pulled him closer.
"Kerry!" Blaine shook his friend's hand while bringing his other arm around his shoulder, Kerry mirroring the gesture of the hug.
"Blaine it's great to see you again." Kurt latched onto Blaine's hand again
"Kerry, this is Kurt, my boyfriend. Kurt, this is Kerry my good friend."
"Blaine we met the other day." Kurt said putting out his hand to shake Kerry's.
"Yes I know, but I wanted to introduce you again, this time as my boyfriend."
"It's nice to officially meet you Kurt." Kerry said in his perfect British accent taking Kurt's hand.
"Likewise."
"So shall we get this tour started? Buckingham Palace is just down this way." Kurt threaded his arm through Blaine's as Kerry led them to the Queen's house. Kerry's eyes lingered a little on Blaine and Kurt's intertwined arms.
"I got us tickets to for a few things. I hope that is okay with you two." Kerry told them as they walked.
"Absolutely! Right Kurt?"
"Yeah! I am so excited to see anything! May I ask what we get to see today?" Kurt inquired.
"Well I get tickets for Buckingham Palace and the Tower of London. I thought we would be able to see the changing of the guard as well. Is there anything you wanted to see while you're here?" Kerry asked Kurt.
"Well where is the amazing dollhouse?
"You want to see Queen Mary's dollhouse?" Kerry asked scoffing a little.
"Yes. Why is that funny?" Kurt asked holding a little tighter to Blaine who soothed him a little.
"Not laughing dude. I'll see if I can do to get tickets to Windsor Castle." He told him. They made it to the Palace and got in line to enter. Blaine had actually not ever been here. He had been to the Tower of London but it was new for both boys to see the splendor and grandness or the royal family's palace.
They wandered from room to room. Kerry commenting on things. Blaine and occasionally Kurt asking questions of him. Kurt never letting Blaine's hand go. Once in a while if they paused to look closer at something Kurt would pull Blaine to hold him closer or stand behind Blaine to hold him closer. Kerry watched their interactions with amusement. He wanted to ask Blaine about it but there was never an opportunity to get Blaine alone.
"Is there anything else you wanted to see in here? We should probably be going if we want a good spot for the changing of the guard." Kerry asked after they had been wandering around for about two hours. Blaine looked to Kurt for the answer.
"As spectacular as Buckingham Palace is we can go. I'm excited to see the guard." answered Kurt.
The three of them made their way out. There was already a large crowd gathering. Kerry led them to where they could be just behind the barricade with a perfect view of the gate.
"So we have about half an hour til the ceremony starts, what so you say to someone staying here and someone runs for some coffee?" Kerry asked.
Both boys perked up at the idea. "Yeah that would be great!" Blaine answered for the both of them.
"Awesome. Kurt why don't you stay here, save our place, while Blaine and I run for coffee." Kurt immediately panicked. And if Kerry read his friend right that same panic was in Blaine's eyes as well though Blaine covered it quicker and Kerry was kind of unsure if it had really been there. But Kurt was still freaking out about something and was stuttering about not wanting…or not being…whatever. Why was Blaine with someone so clingy?
"Actually Kerry, do you mind if I stay here with Kurt? I buy you fly?" Blaine suggested. Kerry noticed the reassuring hand squeeze that Blaine gave Kurt which seemed to calm the tall pale boy.
"Yeah sure, no prob. So what does every one want?" Kerry took down their orders and turned to head off toward the coffee shop.
"I'm sorry Blaine." Kurt apologized. "I think if you would have gone with him you would have come back to an inconsolable lump of nerves."
"Kurt, I couldn't have left either. It was too hard yesterday to be without you for that time that I couldn't do it again even if it were for a coffee run. Especially in such an open place as this." Blaine soothed.
"I hope I haven't been too clingy today."
"Not at all." Blaine lifted their intertwined hands and kissed Kurt's knuckles. "I love it."
"I don't think Kerry does." Kurt said almost under his breath. Blaine still caught it.
"Please don't be jealous of Kerry. We're just friends." Blaine tried to explain again.
"I know. But he's watching us funny and after yesterday I'm a little jumpy." Blaine kissed Kurt's cheek.
"He's just not used to sharing me. We tore London up together the last couple of times I was here so he's probably a little jealous of you too."
"It's not a big deal. But just so you know that until we are safe inside your sister's house of bricks I'm not letting go of some part of your body." Blaine chuckled at the little pigs' reference.
"Well you haven't found me complaining yet, and doubt you will." There was a commotion, behind them and they turned to find Kerry trying to fight his way through the crowd back to the front of the barricade.
"Man in just ten minutes we wouldn't have gotten this spot." Kerry told them as he finally broke through the last line of complaining tourists. He passed coffee cups around.
"Thank you so much Kerry." Kurt told him genuinely. Kerry nodded as he took a sip of his hot liquid.
Kerry pulled out his phone and was doing some things with it. Kurt sipped his nonfat mocha while watching the gates of the palace. He didn't have to wait too much longer before two people came out and opened the large wrought iron gates.
About twenty guards in read coats and tall fuzzy black hats came marching into view. The horns and drums beating out a march. The perfect formation and unison of all their feet and arms swinging. Kurt was in awe. He followed them with his eyes. He moved his arm to be linked at the elbows with Blaine so he could clap. Sort of. It was a little difficult with the cup in his hand.
"Would you like me to hold that for you?" Blaine asked him as he saw him struggle a little bit. Kurt gladly passed it over. The next contingent of soldiers was stopped in the entrance of the gates. The song changed and they started to march through also in perfect symmetry. All too soon it was over and they were closing the gates again.
"That was beautiful. Thank you Kerry."
"You're welcome. So next up we have the Tower of London, then I was thinking lunch and I just procured tickets to Windsor Castle to see Queen Mary's doll house. Anything else?" Kerry asked them. Kurt shrugged. "You know we should have started at the Tower of London then ended with Windsor Castle or vice versa. But now we are going to be back tracking a lot."
"It's okay." Blaine said clapping his friend on the shoulder, "We'll survive." Kerry rolled his eyes as he took off in the direction of the nearest tube station.
The crown jewels were spectacular! Kurt looked at them in awe. "Do you think Prince William would leave Kate Middleton and marry me instead?" Kurt asked. Blaine laughed. Kerry looked shocked. "I would be in here all the time just sitting in the throne with that crown on my head." He pointed to the one he meant.
"Sorry darling, I'm not giving you up without a fight. Should we duel? But that crown would look amazing on your head. But all I can think about is how many heads it has been on and a lot of the people in the middleages weren't known for their cleanliness." Blaine made a grossed-out face which Kerry and Kurt both laughed at.
"Yeah, that does put a damper on my wanting to wear the crown, but not marry Prince William, I know that's every girls dream, mine included."
Kerry looked a little uncomfortable with the subject. "I honestly don't think you're the prince's type." Kerry said standing a little straighter. Kurt and Blaine busted up laughing.
"I know." Kurt gave a little smirk. "Sorry if I offended you Kerry. It wasn't my intention." Kurt looked at him studying. Kerry shrugged it off.
They made their way around the Tower of London learning more things and seeing much more history of the English Monarchs. Kurt thought it was crazy that King Henry III had a pet polar bear. Okay maybe not a pet but that he had kept one at the tower.
Kurt was fascinated by everything there and could probably have stayed there a lot longer or all day for that matter. He was getting really hungry though so the party of three reluctantly left.
Kerry took them to a quaint little pub that he said was one of his favorites.
"So what is good here?" Kurt asked Blaine's friend, he found his boyfriend's knee and rested his hand on it still needing that contact. Blaine put his arm on the back of the booth barely caressing Kurt's shoulder also wanting the contact.
"Oh you should definitely try the black pudding." Kerry told him not looking up from his menu. Blaine frowned.
"For dessert?" Kurt asked. Kerry looked up at him confused.
"No, Kurt doesn't eat much red meat." Blaine told Kerry squeezing Kurt's hand on his knee.
"Black pudding is a meat?" Kurt asked really confused.
"No not exactly." Blaine told him. "Just trust me." He whispered quietly, Kurt nodded.
"Well I would kind of like something I can't get at home." Kurt told them. Kerry looked at Blaine realizing he won't get much past him and sighed.
"Hey babe, why don't you have a Cornish pastry? But first we should start with Yorkshire pudding." Blaine ordered for them as Kurt's phone rang. He pulled it out of his pocket, seeing it was his dad.
"Blaine, I have to take this." Kurt looked conflicted.
"Its okay, go ahead, we won't listen, or do you want to be alone?" Kurt got that panicked look again at the suggestion.
"Could you step outside with me for just a minute?" he asked as he hit the answer button… "Hey dad, hold on just a sec." Kurt looked at Blaine then Kerry. "I'm really sorry." He apologized to the two sitting with him at the table, not letting go of Blaine's hand.
"Kurt don't apologize. Kerry excuse us for just a second." Blaine scooted out of the booth to stand. Kurt had already put the phone back to his ear pulling Blaine by the hand out the pub doors. Kerry sighed, man Blaine was whipped. It wasn't healthy. He ordered three Guinness' for the table. Kurt was starting to get on his nerves. Maybe some alcohol would loosen everyone up a little bit.
Blaine leaned up against the pub building as he watched his boyfriend talk to his father.
"Yes dad, I'm having a great time! Kristen and Blaine are amazing hosts. Today is much better than yesterday. Well yesterday was amazing too. I got to go to the fashion museum." He gushed to his dad. Blaine smiled to himself seeing his boyfriend so happy. "Today we went to Buckingham Palace and the Tower of London. And we're at lunch right now."
There was a pause. "Of course I miss you. I can't wait for you to see what I got for you." another pause. "No, it's a surprise." Kurt smiled as he squeezed Blaine's hand. "So how is everything there?"
Kurt was looking at Blaine as he listened to his father. Blaine could barely hear snippets of what he was saying. Carole taking more shifts at the hospital. Finn spending lots of time at Puck's because of the break. It had actually been busy at the shop even though it usually was a big travel time being spring break. Blaine smiled along with Kurt when he heard Burt say 'I miss you kid.'
"I miss you too dad. I'll be home soon and we'll have a day just for us."
"Thant sounds good son."
"Dad, it is really good to talk to you but our lunch is almost here so I better go. I love you." Blaine heard Burt say he loved Kurt too and smiled sadly. He couldn't remember the last time his father had said that to him. But he wasn't going to dwell on that. Kurt hung up and thanked Blaine for standing there with him.
"No problem Kurt. I love that you have such and amazing relationship with your dad, it's cute." Kurt smiled widely and kissed Blaine's cheek.
"I love you. Let's go eat, I'm starving." The two Warblers walked back into the pub hand in hand back to the booth with Kerry waiting. Kurt noticed three tall glasses of dark liquid on the table. Kerry's already a quarter gone.
"What's this?" Kurt asked trying to sound nonchalant as Blaine scooted into the bench and he followed.
"Guinness." Kerry replied taking a swallow of his. Blaine pursed his eyebrows together.
"Kerry, both Blaine and I are underage." Kurt told him.
"Not in England you're not. If you're at the table with an adult you can drink that with your meal." Kurt looked at Blaine not knowing what to do. Just then the waitress brought their food. They fell to eating Blaine, Kurt guessed, thought it wouldn't hurt to drink his beer with his meal. But Kurt's just sat there all dark and foamy on top. His experience with alcohol hadn't been a good one. Miss Pillsbury's shoes, her beautiful shoes, now probably burned, could attest to his alcohol experience.
"You're not drinking." Kerry commented to the full glass in front of him.
"Um…" He looked over at Blaine.
"It's okay. You don't have to." Blaine told him patting his knee under the table. "Come to think of it, I don't think I've ever seen you drink before." Blaine reflected thoughtfully. Thinking back even the other night at the fashion show party Blaine had had a glass of something or other and Kurt had just stuck to diet coke. He knew his boyfriend had had a bad experience but wouldn't really talk about it, just that it had been in his sophomore year. Blaine could respect that he was a little embarrassed about it and not pry.
"I don't like to drink." He said bluntly. But he took hold of the glass anyway and lifted it to his lips. Both Kerry and Blaine looking on the pale boy intrigued the latter a little apprehensive.
Kurt took a swallow; He wrinkled his nose in distaste. "Ugh. That tastes like wet moldy bread, with an aftertaste of molasses." Blaine barked out a laugh at the declaration. Kerry looked a little offended. Blaine kissed Kurt's cheek. "And you kind of smell sour. Don't kiss me anymore til you've brushed your teeth." Kurt chided.
Blaine just laughed again. Kerry looked like he wanted to say something but held his tongue.
"Kerry would you like the rest of this?" Kurt indicated the dark draft. "I appreciate the thought and gesture; it's just not my thing." Kerry nodded and reached across the table he wasn't about to let almost four pounds go to waste.
"So Kerry, I really appreciated you showing us around today. It is really sweet of you." Kurt was sincere. Kerry was a little taken aback. "I mean you've been a really great guide. You really know your stuff. I've learned a lot. Thank you."
Kerry looked Kurt over quizzically, "Uh, you're welcome Kurt."
"You know I don't know all that much about you, other than you work at Boots part time and you go to university."
Kerry hadn't expected this, as clingy as Kurt had been with Blaine all day practically ignoring the British guy in front of him and therefore making Blaine ignore him too, he was a little surprised that Kurt was asking his questions about himself.
"Well what would you like to know?" Kerry opened it up to him for interrogation.
"Well…what are you studying at school?"
"Business. I have to take over the family empire someday." Kerry took a bite as he studied the tall American boy in front of him.
"And what empire is that, if you don't mind my asking?"
"No, not at all, my family owns several oil companies around the world." Kurt made an impressed face.
"Why are you working at Boots? You probably don't really have to work."
Kerry chuckled. "My dad thinks that I have to get real world experience in the work force so I have a friend who is that manager and I work a couple days a week there." Kerry shrugged. "It's cool I guess, I am glad that I won't have to work there forever, just til I'm done with school."
"How did you and Blaine meet?"
"He didn't tell you?"
Kurt shook his head. "He might have that day that we met but I wasn't paying attention." he looked in apology to his boyfriend and his friend.
"Well it's not that exciting." Blaine interjected. "Kristen and Kerry's mother met at a salon and they got talking about how I would be coming to visit and Kristen was worried that I would be alone for a lot of the time. Kerry's mom made him get in touch with me and he showed me around and we had a great time."
"Yes, Blaine is a really great friend. Very compassionate."
"Blaine told me that the subject of him being gay had never been brought up." Kerry looked confused as he slowly shook his head. "Did you know?" Kurt asked bluntly.
"I suspected. It was never something that was a big deal." Kurt nodded. Blaine was looking at his boyfriend with a funny expression not knowing where this line of questioning was going. Blaine squeezed the soft hand that had been holding his under the table trying to understand him. Kurt turned and gave him a small smile.
"Kerry, are you gay?" Both of the other boys choked a little. "I know that Blaine told me that you are betrothed but that doesn't mean that you wouldn't have someone on the side."
"Kurt that is uncalled for." Blaine chastised. Kurt made to apologize, but Kerry cut him off.
"Blaine it's okay, Kurt I'm not gay. I'm learning to love my betrothed. I had always known that my parents would choose my spouse but when it happened she was not someone that I would have chosen for myself and Blaine really helped me take my mind off what was going on in my world so that I could just live for a little while.
"I don't have a problem with Blaine or his lifestyle. I can also tell that he loves you very much. You are a very lucky man."
"I know that I am. Kerry I am sorry for my bluntness and jealousy." Kerry laughed.
"It's okay Kurt. Just know that Blaine is one of the best men I know and would never give you a reason to be jealous." Kerry assured him.
"Oh I know that about Blaine," he kissed Blaine's cheek. "It's the others that I'm a little leery about. And with you being as attractive as you are and Blaine is I had to know if you ever had feelings for him."
Kerry chuckled again. "Yes as attractive as Blaine is, I'm only interested in his friendship." Kurt nodded seeming to relax a bit.
Their meal in front of them was dwindling and Kerry looked at the time on his phone. "We should probably be going if you want to go see that dollhouse." Kerry told them. They quickly finished to get to Windsor Castle.
The decided to take a red double decker bus to the castle just to give Kurt that experience. Blaine loved it when Kurt got that little bounce of his like he couldn't sit still when he got excited, and this was no exception. Kerry still observed that Kurt still had this unnaturally tight hold on Blaine, it hadn't been as noticeable in the pub except when they went out for Kurt to take his phone call. He seemed to be uncomfortable to be apart from Blaine when they were in public. It perplexed Kerry because Kurt, to him, seemed like he was a pretty social person.
The boys were sitting on the upper level of the bus, Kurt trying to take in all the sights. "Kerry, do you have to work tomorrow?" Kurt asked the attractive man sitting in front of himself and Blaine.
Kerry turned. "I'm not actually. Why?" He didn't think that he could handle another day of almost being ignored but being a guide.
"Well, Kristen and I are going to spend the day together which means Blaine will be all by himself so you two should get together and actually be able to catch up without me being a third wheel." Kerry's face showed shock.
"You sure?" he asked tentatively. Kurt gave a noncommittal nod.
Blaine leaned over and kissed his cheek. "Thanks darling." Kurt reached into his messenger bag and pulled out a piece of gum and handed it to his boyfriend without saying a word. Blaine shook his head and laughed as he put the gum in his mouth. He kisses Kurt's cheek again. "Is that better?"
"Slightly." Kurt smiled. Kerry shook his head and turned back to the front, their stop was coming up soon so he stood indicating to the other two to follow suit. They made their way down the stairs of the bus getting off as it came to a full stop.
Kurt stood mesmerized at the castle down the long walk. He was more impressed Windsor Castle than with Buckingham Palace. He clutched harder to Blaine's hand. Blaine smiled at the wide eyed expression of the tall boy next to him. He brought their intertwined knuckles up to his lips and kissed Kurt's exceptionally soft ones.
"Let's go." he whispered to Kurt. Kurt just nodded vaguely but stayed planted. Blaine gently pulled him along as Kerry started to walk away. This seemed to shake Kurt out of his daze.
"Hey are you guys still up to going clubbing tonight?" Kerry asked them as they walked down the path to the castle.
Blaine looked over at Kurt who was still gazing up at the spectacular castle getting bigger with every step they took closer to it. "Kurt, do you want to go out tonight?"
"Huh? Oh…yeah…sure." Blaine wondered if he actually knew what he was actually agreeing to. He would ask him again when he weren't so distracted.
"We'll talk about it later." Blaine told Kerry who nodded smirking a little at how caught up in the moment Kurt was.
Kerry was impressed with the knowledge that Kurt knew about Queen Mary's dollhouse. Like the plumbing actually worked as well as the electricity. The wine in the cellar had real wine in the bottles and the books in the library were actual books some given directly by the actual writers.
Blaine was also very impressed. "How do you know all this babe? You haven't opened your guidebook once." Kurt colored a little, and ducked his head. He mumbled something that neither boy caught. "What was that?" Blaine asked putting his arm around Kurt's shoulders. "Don't be embarrassed." he whispered in his ear.
"My mother…" Kurt said quietly. "She always told me that if she ever came here that this would be one of the first things she would see. She had books and books on this house and we would get them out and lay on the floor and pour over them for hours just daydreaming about how we would play together if this house was ours. So I had to come here for her so I could just remember."
"Do you want us," Blaine indicated Kerry and himself, "to give you two a minute alone?" Kurt looked conflicted. He wanted it, he had dreamed about it since his mom had passed, that he would visit for the both of them. But…he didn't know if he would be able to let go of Blaine's hand there were too many people around. Blaine could see the mental conflict going on in his head.
"Kurt I'll be two steps away. I'll never take my eyes off of you. What do you want? That is what I'll do." Blaine whispered. Kerry watched the exchange. He thought that Kurt was just a clinger and didn't want to share Blaine but now he wasn't too sure.
"Let me try.' Kurt said but he had a look of panic on his face.
Blaine turned to face him, taking his face in his hands. "I won't take my eyes off of you okay. You will be safe. Just have this special moment with your mom okay." Kurt nodded as Blaine pecked his lips lightly. Blaine removed his hands from Kurt's face and moved them down his arms to his hands. He squeezed his boyfriend's hands gently in support. As he motioned Kerry to step to the side a little bit. He went to follow holding onto Kurt's hand until the last possible second, watching Kurt the whole time.
"Is he okay?" Kerry asked.
"Yeah." Blaine replied not sounding convincing. Kurt had drawn his arms around himself in a tight self hug as he gazed at the dollhouse with tears welling in his eyes.
"I love you mom." He mouthed to himself. "I'm here just like we wanted to do. It's more amazing than we let ourselves dream." There was an older gentleman looking at Kurt funny for talking to himself. And Kurt became self conscience. His eyes started darting around at the people milling around him. There were too many! He couldn't see Blaine. Someone bumped into him. His breath started to come in hitches, just as two strong arms wound around his waist.
"I'm here, it's okay. Take a deep breath." Blaine comforted in his ear. Kurt immediately relaxed.
"Thank you." Kurt closed his eyes. "Mom, I really wish you could be here with me but I am here with someone really special." Blaine smiled and leaned in kissing the back of Kurt's neck and then resting his chin on Kurt's shoulder. They stayed like that for quite some time. Kurt occasionally saying something to his mother about seeing the house in real life and not just in a book. Blaine didn't interrupt.
Eventually Kurt turned to the boy holding him. "Thank you. We can go now."
"You sure?" Kurt nodded. They made their way to the souvenir shop and Blaine bought a small miniature of the dollhouse for Kurt. Which would be his most prized of the whole trip.
The boys were walking to the tube station. "So what do you think about going out tonight?" Kerry asked them. Blaine looked at Kurt questioningly.
"Yeah that sounds fun but do you think I could have a slight nap first?"
"Sure. How about we part ways here and we meet up about nine in Soho. I'll text you the address Blaine." The three boys parted to rest a little bit and get ready for a night out.
Kurt flopped on his bed face first exhausted. Blaine gingerly sat next to him. Kurt rolled and opened his arms. Blaine fell into them and Kurt pulled him close.
"Will you set your alarm on your phone for seven forty-five so we don't sleep late?" Kurt asked in a tired voice. Blaine pushed a few buttons on his phone as he felt Kurt relax against his back. Sleep came quickly for each boy. When the alarm went off Kurt groaned and stretched. It felt like he had only slept for about five minutes. Blaine just rolled into him. Trying to get the warmth back.
"Blaine we need to start getting ready. If we are going out with your friend."
"No, how bout you just hold me all night." Blaine mumbled.
"As much as I would be okay with that, it is your friend that will be waiting for us."
Blaine groaned and rolled over his feet landing on the floor. "You're right." Blaine yawned. He rubbed the sleep out of his eyes with his with elbows resting on his knees.
"Hey boys are you here?" Kristen called out from the entryway of her house as she came in.
"We're in here." Blaine called getting up. Kristen came to stand in the doorway. Kurt scooted off the bed. He kissed Kristen's cheek as he passed her on the way through the door to the bathroom, with a tired welcome home. "How was your day?" Kristen asked her brother looking a little skeptical taking in the tired state of both boys. The bed a little mussed but still made and both boys thankfully still clothed.
"It was actually a pretty fun day but we were exhausted so we had a little nap. We are going to go out tonight with Kerry." Kristen nodded.
"That will be fun." She said.
"Do you want to come with us?" Blaine asked.
Kristen chuckled "Thanks for the invite but you really don't want to have your sister who is fifteen years your senior out cramping your styles."
"You wouldn't be." Blaine said simply.
"You're too sweet. But would you really be able to let loose if you were always looking over your shoulder to see if I was watching to see what you were doing?" Blaine hugged her just kind of hanging off of her. He had just woken up so was still in that cuddling phases and Kurt wasn't there.
"Are you condoning me letting loose?" Blaine smirked.
"No, but I know how you are with Kerry." She told him simply. "Just promise that you will be responsible, and call me if things get out of hand. Alright?" She kissed Blaine's cheek lightly.
"I actually don't think that I will drink tonight. Kerry bought me and Kurt a beer at lunch, and that kind of buzzed me a bit. Kurt didn't like it too much that I drank it and he doesn't drink because of something that happened awhile ago. And he has been around me when I was drunk and good things did not happen with that and he got a little upset with me. So I just think that I'll stay away tonight."
Kristen lifted here eyebrow. "I know Kerry's influence on you. So you better be really strong." Blaine just smiled as Kurt walked back into the room.
"You guys are in my room." Kurt smiled sweetly informing them that they should kindly leave so he could change his clothes. Kristen pulled Blaine out into the hallway.
"So is he always like that?" Kristen asked him.
"Like what?" Blaine asked confused.
"Um…" How should she put this? "How far has the state of undress gone between you two?"
Blaine colored bright red. "Did you seriously ask me that?" Kristen nodded not backing down. "Kurt is a very modest person. We did sleep next to each other without shirts last night" he said under his breath. "But I think the only time I have seen him undress in front of me was when I dumped him off the back of the dirt bike on our first date." Kristen pursed her lips and nodded.
Kurt opened the door just then surprised to see the two of them still right outside his door. "Blaine," he recovered quickly. "You should wear the jeans that we bought for you the other day when we were shopping on Oxford St." Blaine colored again thinking of the tight jeans and the dressing room incident. Kristen watched the scene bemused.
"Well, I think that I am going to have some soup and grilled cheese and curl up with a good book. You two have fun tonight. Do you want dinner before you leave?" Kurt looked at Blaine and they decided with a look that they should probably eat before they left. They both nodded with slight smiles. "You finish getting ready and I'll make you something to have before you leave."
"Thank you Kristen." Kurt told her as he shut the door again. Blaine looked at Kristen and shrugged then turned to walk to his room. He fished out the jeans that Kurt had helped him into and held them up. They were pretty cool. They had studs on the back pockets with a design on them they were a dark wash that would really look great on him. He stripped his day clothes and started to get dressed again. There was a soft knock on his door.
"Yes?"
Kurt cracked the door. "May I come in? I thought you may need some help." Kurt colored a little as he saw that Blaine only had one foot in his pant leg. He turned his back as he closed the door.
"Kurt, you don't need to be embarrassed that we may see each other like this sometimes."
"I know, just give me a little time." Kurt turned back around when Blaine told him that he had his pants on.
"I don't know why I let you talk me into buying these. They are so tight!" Blaine complained. Just like in the dressing room they were on but not fastened yet.
Kurt walked over to his boyfriend, "I think I like the way they accentuate your quads," Kurt ran his hands down and back up Blaine's thighs, then around to his rear end, "And I don't think I'll be able to take my eyes off of this all night." Kurt gave a slight squeeze Blaine's eyes were wide at the boldness of his shy boyfriend. Kurt tucked his fingers into the waist band of Blaine's jeans and guided them around to the front ghosting along the smooth skin.
Kurt reached Blaine's very defined V and the shorter boy's breath which had been getting more and more shallow hitched slightly. Blaine was watching Kurt's face which had and contemplative smirk playing on his lips. Kurt wasn't looking at Blaine's face though, and as Blaine's breath hitched took the opportunity to fasten the button of the jeans. Leaving one hand slightly tucked into the waistband he used the other to zip the jeans.
Kurt gave a triumphant giggle still not taking his eyes off of his hands, or was it the front of Blaine's jeans. Blaine couldn't tell. Kurt's hands eventually roamed up under Blaine's undershirt and around to his back pulling him into an embrace.
"I think I'll go help your sister while you calm down a little or you will be uncomfortable all night." Kurt teased taking the lope of Blaine's ear in between his teeth and tugging gently. Blaine groaned as Kurt let go and sashayed out the door.
"You are so mean." Blaine grumbled. He walked over to his closet as to grab his shirt and looked into the full length mirror attached to the door there. He checked out his appearance and pretty much had to agree with Kurt, he did look pretty hot. He groaned again. It was going to be a long night and Kurt was definitely going to be the death of him. Blaine finished getting dressed. He fixed his hair into a mess of curls, the way he knew Kurt liked it and left to go find the other two. Kurt was leaning up to the counter conversing with Kristen. Blaine took a minute to fully appreciate his boyfriend from behind. Kurt was wearing pinstriped tight-leg grey trousers with a heavy cream colored cardigan, there was a cranberry colored collar sticking out the top of the sweater.
Blaine walked up and wrapped his arms around Kurt from behind. "I don't know how you expect me to calm down when you look like this." Blaine whispered in Kurt ear. Kurt shivered but smiled. "You look amazing."
Kurt turned in Blaine's arms to see the dark blue button down that had been paired with the jeans. Kurt definitely approved. "So do you. I'm going to have to keep an extra tight hold on you tonight looking like that."
"You're one to talk." Blaine kissed his cheek. Blaine's phone buzzed in his pocket which he had a tough time getting it out of.
"Maybe you shouldn't put it there tonight." Kurt giggled as Blaine sent him a playfully withering look. Seeing the text was from Kerry with the address of the club they were going to. Kristen cleared her throat to let them know that their small supper was ready. Which they quickly ate and headed out the door.
The club was hopping as Blaine and Kurt walked in hand n hand. Blaine took Kurt's coat and his to the coat check. Kurt just watched him not wanting to let him out of his touch let alone sight.
"Hey Kurt." The tall boy jumped at the close proximity of the voice. Kurt glanced over at Kerry then back to Blaine talking to the coat check guy. "Hey I took the liberty of getting you some juice. I knew you wouldn't want to drink too much tonight." Kerry handed him a glass of red liquid. Kurt took it warily. Blaine was still talking to the guy taking the coats.
"Thanks Kerry." He smelled the drink now in his hands. It smelled faintly like cherries. He took a tentative sip. It didn't burn like alcohol and actually just tasted like juice. He took a bigger sip. It actually tasted like a cherry jolly rancher. Kurt didn't particularly trust Kerry but was actually quite pleased that Kerry would actually take in his feelings and give him a drink that didn't have alcohol in it like he said. Kurt drank the rest in a few gulps.
"Do you want another one?" Kerry asked looking pleased with himself.
"Sure. You should get one for Blaine too."
"Do you want cherry again or a different flavor?"
Kurt shrugged. "I don't know what they have."
"How about apple? They have a really good green apple one." Kurt nodded and Kerry walked off. Kurt didn't turn to watch him as he was still watching Blaine who was still talking to that guy. Come to think of it the guy was leaning on the counter just a little too friendly toward his boyfriend. Kurt stalked up to them.
"Blaine come and dance with me?" He said wrapping his arms around the curly haired boy's neck giving a glare to the rather attractive man behind the coat counter.
"It was nice to meet you Blaine." The British guy said. Kurt didn't miss the way his eyes batted as he said it. Blaine nodded as Kurt drug him away.
"I wasn't even out of your sight and you missed me." Blaine said kissing the pouty lips in front of him.
"He was flirting with you." Kurt said frowning his eyes glistening slightly.
"No he wasn't." Blaine said obliviously. "We were just discussing where I was from and what I was doing in England."
"And I wondered why it took you so long to recognized you loved me." Kurt laughed. "Just steer clear of the coat closet tonight alright?" Blaine kissed Kurt to say he would.
Kerry came up to them at that moment with two drinks in his hand, one green and that was orange and red. He handed the green one to Kurt who took it.
Taking a large sip, his eyes got wide. "This one is even better, Kerry!" Kurt exclaimed. "Blaine you have to try this." He handed the bright green drink to Blaine. Blaine gave Kerry a death glare that Kurt happened to miss as he was suddenly into the beat of the new song. Kerry just smiled sweetly at Blaine, and handed him the Amaretto Sunrise that had been in his hand. Blaine shook his head and took it; he'd talk to Kerry later about trying to get his boyfriend drunk.
Blaine looked at the two drinks in his hands and decided that if since Kurt didn't know that he was getting drunk then he would not be drinking anything and so handed the green drink back to Kurt.
"Yeah, these are really good." Blaine told him. Kurt took another long drink slightly smacking his lips at the taste. His knee was bouncing to the beat of the music. He quickly drank the rest of his green apple juice. He glanced around all at all the people taking in all the couples dancing. His eyes grew wide as he realized moat of the couples around the dim room were the same sex.
"Blaine, are we at a gay club?" Kurt stage whispered excitedly.
Kerry and Blaine laughed. Blaine turned Kurt to him and kissed him full on the lips. "I thought you knew that Soho was the gay district of London." Kurt's eyes were shining. Blaine handed him his orange and red drink. "Here drink this and we'll go dance." Kurt drained it in three large swallows.
"Hmm that one was pretty good too. I think I like the apple one the best though." they handed the cups to Kerry as Kurt grabbed Blaine's hand and pulled him into the sea of dancing men. Blaine put his arm around the slender waist of his boyfriend and drew him closer than he would have anywhere else. Both of them wanting to get as close to the other because they could and no one would look at them in any way that would ruin their mood.
"Why would Kerry bring us here if he isn't gay?" Kurt asked in Blaine's ear as he pulled him closer.
Blaine pulled away slightly to look at Kurt, his eyebrows pursed slightly. "I really don't know."
"You know he did suggest this club when we met him the other day. Before you said he knew you were gay."
Blaine pulled Kurt close again. "Are you complaining?" He asked in his ear. To prove his point Blaine moved so he was straddling one of Kurt's and ground his hips into Kurt's. Kurt's eyes glazed a little as he returned the movement and groaned a little.
"Absolutely not." He growled. "This is amazing." Kurt grasped Blaine's shoulders and pulled his face to his, attacking his lips ferociously, plunging his tongue in with reckless abandon. The muscle of his tongue working smoothly with the shorter boy's.
Blaine was basically in heaven. He silently wondered if the alcohol was what was giving Kurt the courage to make out with him there in the middle of the crowded dance floor, or if it was that they were in a gay club. Whatever it was Blaine wasn't going to look a gift horse in the mouth. He smiled slightly.
Kurt pulled away. "What?"
"I love you." Blaine just told him. Kurt smiled and moved his hips to the music. He snaked his hands down to Blaine's butt pulling him closer.
"Have I told you that I think you look amazing in these jeans?" Kurt told the boy in his arms.
Blaine just pulled Kurt in for another kiss. The song changed and Kurt asked if they could get another juice. Blaine gave a slight smile as they walked to a booth just off the dance floor. Kurt slid in and pulled Blaine in behind him practically on top of him, wrapping his arms around him and attaching their faces again. Kurt's hands were roaming up Blaine's body trying to find an opening to touch skin.
"Am I interrupting anything?" Both boys reluctantly pulled apart to look at the face of the voice that interrupted their togetherness. Kerry looked at them with smirking. "You two having a good time."
"We were." Kurt spat, shuffling up out from under Blaine to sit in the corner of the booth.
Kerry was a little buzzed himself so he barely even registered Kurt's tone. "Do you guys want anything to drink?"
"I want another apple juice." Kurt told him. Blaine looked at him with a smile.
"Just a coke please." Blaine ordered. Kerry scoffed at him. "I need to keep my wits about me to keep you two in line." Blaine joked. Kerry just shook his head and headed over to the bar.
"Where were we?" Kurt asked pulling Blaine closer to him.
"Kurt baby. Just wait a minute."
"You don't want me?"
"I never said that." Blaine kissed him softly. "I just want to enjoy this time with you for just a little while. Not worrying about anything." Kurt's lip quivered slightly. "Oh, darling, come here, don't cry." Blaine opened his arms. Kurt fell into them. Blaine maneuvered them so Kurt's back was to his chest. Kerry was back with their drinks. Kurt took his and it was gone in three swallows.
"I really like those, they taste really good."
"Maybe you shouldn't have anymore for awhile." Kurt twisted to look affronted at him.
Kurt had pretty much become lethargic. He was hanging on to Blaine slow dancing even though the beat was a little faster. Kerry had kept the drinks coming. Blaine was surprised at how Kurt just got more tired the more he drank. Well that and more clingy.
"Hold me Blaine." Kurt whined.
"I am holding you silly." But he pulled him in closer anyway. Kurt's eyes were drooping. "Do you want to go soon?"
"You don't want to be seen with me?" Kurt asked sadly.
"I do, everyday, everywhere. I was just wondering if you were getting tired." Kurt shook his head.
"I don't know why you ever went for Jasmine." Kurt mumbled into Blaine's neck.
"What?" Blaine chuckled. Kurt was slumping with his arms around Blaine's shoulders.
"Jasmine was never good enough for you. You should have held out for me. Don't you think we could have had much more romantic time on the magic carpet? We definitely would have sounded better in the duet." Kurt rambled. Blaine had to call in every ounce of self control to not bust out laughing.
Kurt suddenly pushed Blaine away and tried to rush to the bathroom. Blaine right there with him. Kurt barely made it to the toilet before he was throwing up in the bowl.
"Are you okay babe?" He gently rubbed Kurt's back. Kurt threw up again whimpering quietly. "Shall we go home darling?" Blaine brushed back the hair from Kurt's clammy forehead. Kurt nodded. "Okay hon, do you think you can stand?"
Kurt slowly stood and wrapped his arms around Blaine as he started crying. "I'm sorry Blaine. I'm sorry I ruined your evening."
"Oh you didn't ruin my evening. I had a wonderful time with you, and now it is time to go home so we can rest." Blaine snaked his arm around Kurt's waist to support him and guided him out of the restroom. He looked around to find Kerry to let him know they were leaving.
Kerry was grinding up against a tall fake blonde. Blaine wondered if what Kurt had said all along was right or maybe it was only if the young good looking man was drunk enough he didn't know what he was doing. Blaine tapped his friend on the shoulder.
"Blaine! This is Charlie… Charles? Brian? What was your name?" The guy had attached himself to Kerry's neck and didn't seem too concerned that his name was not remembered.
"Kerry, I was just letting you know that I am taking Kurt home."
"Hey no problem."
"Call me tomorrow if you want to hang out at all." Kerry nodded as he turned back to his distraction. Blaine grabbed their coats and guided Kurt out into the cool air. He hailed a taxi to take them home.
Blaine helped Kurt to his room. "Blaine will you sleep with me?" Kurt asked he leaned his head against Blaine's as he started to unbutton Blaine's shirt.
Blaine swallowed thickly. He slowly covered Kurt's hands with his own. "Kurt I don't think that's a good idea tonight."
Kurt's eyes filled with moisture. "You don't love me." He choked out.
Blaine leaned forward capturing Kurt's lips. "I do. But I want us to both take that step together completely sober."
"I am sober. I didn't have anything to drink except apple juice."
"Darling, those were full of alcohol." Kurt shook his head. Blaine smiled at him softly and kissed him gently. "How about you get in your pajamas and I'll go do the same. Then I'll come back and tuck you in, sound good?" Kurt pouted but nodded.
Blaine took his time in the other room trying to get his wits about himself. He had turned his boyfriend down, which was the right thing to do. He knew that Kurt would be appalled with himself even if his subconscious was thinking about it. He was also so glad that he hadn't drunk anything or they might have woken up realizing the mistake they had made.
The shorter warbler walked back to Kurt's room. He took in Kurt who was laying on the bed on his stomach he was in an under shirt and his boxer-briefs. Blaine went to turn down the covers so Kurt could get in. He gently shook Kurt awake to get him to move which he did. Blaine kissed Kurt's forehead as he pulled the covers up around his chin.
"Will you lay by me?" Kurt asked sleepily.
"Kurt? I don't thi…"
"Please just hold me." Kurt tugged Blaine down who gave in and climbed in behind him lacing his arms around his boyfriend's waist who had already fallen asleep.
AN- I'm working on the next chapter so hopefully i will get it out sooner this time. Your reviews are more than welcome! I love to hear what you think.