Why hello there ^^
I trust you have been keeping up to date with Glee? The one on the telly, where Finn is kind of unlikeable? And where Blaine is turning out to be kind of unlikeable too?
As much as I love the writers, the way they make Finn act, well, it kind of sucks. As he is, he doesn't deserve Kurt -.-
and how douchy is Blaine? Serenading another guy on Valentines day, tsk. Although "When I get you alone" was hilarious
As it is, I kind of prefer 'my' Finn. And I prefer 'my' Blaine. Even though he's weird.
Anyway, Enjoy :]
„Brotherly" love – chapter 25
It had taken him quarter of an hour to make his way back downstairs and by then it was nearly time for lunch, so he headed straight for the cafeteria.
Blaine hadn't tried to follow him, or hold him back or anything.
Which wasn't that much of a surprise, considering.
Kurt was not usually a fan of cussing, it was something he deemed 'beneath' him, but sometimes you have to make an exception.
When Blaine had tried to kiss him, or whatever that was supposed to lead to, one of these rare moments had surfaced.
When Kurt Hummel did something, he gave it his all: Every insult that was even remotely appropriate flew at the dark curly head. And with Kurt's extensive vocabulary and exceptional vocal range, it was sure to haunt Blaine in the small hours of the night for the rest of his life.
He had left the boy spluttering, unable to form a coherent sentence, heck, a word, staring at him in shock.
Apparently he hadn't seen that coming.
Kurt hummed "Defying Gravity" to himself as he queued at the counter. He was second in line. Only a few students were scattered along the tables, most of the student body still attending their lessons.
It made a nice change, being early, compared to his usual routine. It involved waiting for Blaine to pick him up from his lesson and then more waiting for Wes and David to join them, because the 'infernal trio' must not be separated under any circumstances.
He had never said anything, because he loved having Wes and David around, they were fun, but he had desperately wished for some time alone with Blaine.
Well, he figured he wouldn't have to worry about that any more now.
If only those two didn't hatch one of their famous schemes, he didn't want to be on the receiving end of one of their pranks. They had said they liked him though, so maybe they would remain friends, despite him dumping their other best friend.
Not likely.
Oh well. Whatever.
It had only been their first fight as a couple, and rather an epic one at that, but with any luck it would also be their last one, because the whole 'Blaine-as-his-boyfriend-thing' hadn't worked out quite the way he'd wanted it to.
"He better not start any drama" he thought grimly, while giving the lunch-lady who handed him his food his most charming smile. The elderly lady blushed and with a wink, that could only be considered criminal, added a chocolate bar to his tray. He thanked her kindly, even though the mere thought of the calories made him wince.
He made his way to an empty table and sat down carefully. While he picked at his salad he let his mind wander.
Every now and then he paused for a moment, to remember the look on Blaine's face after his rant. His hysteric giggled died down quickly though, his thoughts growing darker by the minute.
In the middle of pondering 'Warblers rehearsal is going to be awkward now", he saw someone coming in. Even though he only saw the figure out of the corner of his eyes, he recognized Blaine at once.
He didn't mean to, everything inside his head screamed at him to keep on eating and ignore the newcomer, but he couldn't help staring.
Blaine looked around the room and when he saw Kurt, he flinched. He flinched.
Kurt wasn't sure whether to be pleased or offended. He went for pleased, it was good to know he still had it in him to scare someone like that.
Only apparently he wasn't scary enough, because the boy, who should be trying to avoid him, made a bee-line for him.
He allowed himself to hope Blaine was heading for something or someone behind him, but that proved futile when the boy addressed him.
"Kurt!" his voice was imploring and was he actually wringing his hands in despair? Who did that in this century?
"Darling!" Kurt loved pet names, but suddenly 'darling' sounded stupid and empty to him "We can talk about it. It was all a misunderstanding. I love you. Don't throw this, don't throw us away."
Kurt literally cringed. 'Please don't go down on your knees, by Gaga's meat dress, if you kneel and beg me, I will kick you, in front of all these eye witnesses and I shall not give a damn if I get suspended over it.' he thought and whether it was because his thoughts were showing through his eyes, or that Blaine was too dapper to kneel on the cafeteria floor, the boy remained upright.
He was still wringing his hands in a slightly pathetic fashion though.
Just his luck, that the one boy who fancied him was a creepy, pathetic lump. Oh wait, there had also been Karofsky, he might as well become a monk. Only he didn't believe in God.
At this point he noticed the Blaine was still talking, which he had missed, because he had gotten a little carried away. He listened for about five seconds, figured out what he was on about (he was still apologizing, though he clearly didn't know what he had done wrong) and went back to ignoring him.
Kurt let his eyes wander around the cafeteria. The few students who were around were watching with interest. There wasn't much couple-trouble in an all-boys-school, simply because there weren't many couples to begin with and so everybody tended to get very excited when they got to witness a fight.
Great, now everybody would be talking about him, more than they already did, with him being the new kid and all.
He needed to make this quick.
"Blaine." The boys mouth snapped shut and his expression looked slightly hurt, like he wanted to say 'were you even listening?', but at that moment the bell rang and soon the cafeteria would be full of gossip-hungry boys, eager for a lovers quarrel.
If Kurt had learned one thing at his time at Dalton, it was that boys were just as fond of gossip as girls were.
"It's alright. I'm not mad" which was a lie and Blaine's hopeful smile told him, that he had not chosen the right words to tell him that it was over, but his next words more than made up for that.
"I don't want to be with you" Blaine's smile went out like a candle and he looked kind of defeated.
He would be damned if he went for 'it's not you, it's me" he felt more like pulling a Lily Allen and telling him 'it's not me, it's you", but that seemed a little mean and he had used up all his bitchiness in his tirade earlier.
"It just, …, it just doesn't work out" he finished lamely. Kurt looked down on his food and realized that he really wasn't hungry anymore and it seemed a very good idea to get rid of his tray and leave as quickly as possibly.
A quick look to Blaine assured him that the dark-haired boy would not try to hold him back. His expression was changing from disbelief to sadness to disbelief to anger and back to disbelief.
Leaving definitely seemed like a good idea. So he did.
On his way out he avoided looking at the other students and when he met Wes and David in the doorway he just gave them a quick nod and left as quickly as possible.
The rest of his day was torture. He shared two of his classes with David and he could practically feel him staring holes in the back of his skull.
Needless to say he didn't linger after the end of the lessons.
When he finally sat down behind the wheel of his car, he took a moment to breathe deeply.
All through the ride home he listened to the Cabaret soundtrack, channeling his inner Liza Minelli.
For some reason he felt liberated. Like a giant weight had dropped off his shoulders.
A Blaine-shaped weight to be precise.
He felt like maybe, maybe, things would turn out alright.
That is until he came home to find Finn and Puck playing some video game on the xbox, because that couldn't be happening.
Finn was mad at Puck., because of the whole Rachel thing. He was furious. He wanted revenge. Kurt was going to end Puck. Or was he?
Kurt was confused.