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Chapter 25
As if the presence of this man could blind him, Kurt ducked away. He didn't want to be caught by the flashes of those hazel and lying eyes.
"What are you looking for, Anderson?"
He could feel the heat of his approach when he replied
"I've been looking for you for a long time, now" Foolishly, Kurt shuddered and he couldn't react "I accept your resignation… But I demand that you work the time prior notification required by law"
Even without seeing him, Kurt could feel his gaze running through his body.
"I need you" whispered Blaine but immediately added in an impertinent tone "There's no doubt you're mediocre in bed, but you're the best of my employees… And I need you"
"I'm not going back to work"
For a few seconds, there was a tense silence between them.
"Don't think for a second that this isn't uncomfortable for me too, Kurt. I'm not used to having my lovers run away from me without any explanation. I honestly think I didn't deserve it and your attitude hurt me. If I could choose, I wouldn't see your face again, but I'll be gone for a couple of months and-"
"Gone?"
"I'm going to Washington… And I need you to take my place in the editorial and in the channel. I don't trust anyone else"
"But… what about the last program? And the interview with the President?"
For a moment their gazes met but, as if that meeting burned, both immediately turned their heads.
"I'll take care of that later… But for now, I have to go to-"
He hadn't finished speaking when Elliot came from the street and collided with that dreaded and hated presence.
The two rivals faced.
"I-What the hell?" Began to ask the new comer.
But Blaine Anderson stopped him.
"Calm down! I have no intentions to take your man away from you. He's all yours…" And then, looking at Kurt, he added. "I'm going, Kurt… Tonight. Now, we will not see each other anymore… But tomorrow, remember, go to the editorial and contact Finn. I only trust him… Him and you"
No waiting for an answer, that imposing man left as he had come.
Silent.
"Santana! You look…" Kurt stopped abruptly, but only to continue immediately, trying to hide his surprise. "…Different"
"Thanks" replied the woman, with pride.
"Hey, Kurt" Puck greeted him as he entered the room, kissing his cheek warmly. He was straight-Puck again and they began a weird kind of friendship, but when he went to greet the other roommate, he was frightened "Santana! What the fuck did you get on the lips!?"
"Nothing… They are just a little swollen, nothing else."
But she hadn't finished speaking when Finn entered, "Hey everyone… Sorry I'm late but… Why is your face so stretched, Santana? And your lips!"
"All right! I did some tinkering, so what?" broke the poor girl. "What? You never saw a woman with a little botox!?"
"A little? It's like you had a million wasps stung!" Noah sneered
"Aren't you a little young for…" Kurt objected timidly. But his colleague didn't let him finish
"My surgeon says you can never be too thin, or too young" remarked proudly
"Your surgeon? Please give me his name so I remind myself never to see him. Ever." Noah, of course.
Kurt smiled, "Let's start working" he demanded
"Except for your beautiful face, you're just as boring as Blaine"
"We're short on time. Perhaps we have to stay in, tonight"
"Each day passing, you sound more like a boss! And it has only been fifteen days! What can we expect in a month?"
Kurt smiled as he used to, lately. An empty smile devoid of feeling.
Fifteen days! Fifteen days without him, without seeing him, hearing his voice… Fifteen days dreaming about that afternoon.
"Don't start with distractions" ordered the boy, but inside pleaded 'Yes, don't let me get distracted. Don't give me time to remember'
"Anyway… We have to wait until three" informed Finn
"But we're all here…" Added Santana
"No, Blaine is missing"
Kurt shivered.
"He's here?" Asked with a mixture of hope and despair "He came back?"
"No, but we're making a video conference with him"
"What time is it?" Asked Kurt
But in his heart a beat answered. It was too late.
"Hello everyone… I'd like to say I missed you but I've been busy so I haven't had the time"
"I can imagine…" Added Puck with mischief "I'm sure you've met up with some old friends and you haven't left your bed in days"
"Kind of" Answered his boss
Despite the bad quality, Kurt saw how Blaine looked across the room, looking for someone. Santana hurried to be on front while Kurt was hiding behind Noah.
"Well" Stared Blaine "First of all I want to congratulate you. I saw both shows and the magazine… It looks like you don't need me"
"It was team work" added Puck, smiling proudly.
"Whatever it was, keep doing it… The only thing that worries me, beside Santana's face, is-"
"You saw it, Blaine?" Asked hopefully, Santana
But the answer took some time to arrive, "I've been looking at the last polls about the magazine readers"
"Do I look better?" Insisted Santana
"We've more public" Added Finn "We're the most popular magazine about politics"
"That's because elections are coming, but what worries me is that our public is men, from 40 onwards and I don't understand why, if we are younger and why we don't have women who read us"
"My public is only women" Added Puck
"I need ideas to make young women read our magazine"
"We can make a note about cellulite… It is proven that all publication that has the word cellulite on the cover, sell-"
"A lot more, we all know, Santana. But we're trying to bring women to us whilst not letting men go. As an editor, I refuse to such madness"
"What do you suggest, Finn?" replied angrily Santana "I don't hear you contributing with any ideas"
The two faced but Blaine continued, as if he wouldn't listen. "I'm sure everyone has an idea… Is it the delay or are you all quiet? I don't hear anyone"
"I could do a special on plastic surgery… The pros, cons-"
"And we use your face as example to show disaster, what do you think, Tana?" angered Puck
"It seems well to me" Added Blaine from the screen "The article, not the photos, of course"
"And you, what are you going to do, Kurt?" asked Santana, insidiously.
"I…" Kurt started to say, but Anderson's voice interrupted.
"Oh…There you are. Hello, Kurt"
And this greeting flashed, creating an unwanted pressure against his zipper. For a second, he could feel Blaine, penetrating him and Blaine's moans when it was his turn.
How could anyone do this? How can others share their daily lives with old husbands or lovers without feeling like this?
"I… I thought… There is a program on MTV-"
"Are you going to make a critique of a program?" Santana scoffed
"Let him talk" Blaine defended Kurt from the other side of the screen
Blushing, Kurt continued. "It's about a girl or boy who goes out with two guys, girls or whatever, and in the end, they have to choose one but in this program the guys have to answer questions, without knowing that they're being monitored by a lie detector, that works through their voice and body language is evaluated as well."
"If I'd have had that when I met my husband, I wouldn't be getting divorced now"
"Don't think so" Said Kurt "That's how rare this program is. Although the one who chooses knows what is happening, they always end up choosing the liar"
"Always?" wondered Finn
"I only saw three episode and in the three the liar was chosen" Blaine smiled at him and he continued "I think it'd be an interesting note about this strange need to select a liar, even though they know what they are. People are beaten again and again by their partner, but they always forgive when they promise to change. People listen enchanted words of love, without bothering that they are only memorized words like the national anthem"
On the other side of the screen, Blaine listened in silence.
"If that's what you want, I can testify" confronted Finn, to everyone's surprise. "Women also have their own. When it comes to lying, nobody beats them. Us, even when we lie, we are more stupid, more transparent… Yes, I also swore love a thousand times without feeling any of the words spoken… But I never cheated on a girl. Women, however… they cheat with feelings. They trap and sweep in a cruel manner, leaving you destroyed"
Everyone looked surprised. The man usually elusive, spoke so sincere and hurt for the first time.
Kurt understood that it wasn't a question of sex, but of victim and victimizer.
As if he could read his mind, Blaine said.
"I think it should be limited to "men against women". Politics have a long history of lying, which again and again seduces us, to later abandon us. Yes… I think yours may be an interesting article"
"And mine about cosmetic surgery?" protested Santana
"Yours too, and Finn is going to help you"
"Me?"
"Finn?"
They complained in unison.
"I think you can work well together and perhaps gain new insights.
"But I don't understand, Blaine. She is in the program and I'm in the magazine. What do you want?"
"A note that works everywhere" He smiled in that charming way and Kurt suspected he had something on his hands "Well… And now I say goodbye. I have a lot to do! See you tomorrow"
"What do you mean by 'tomorrow'?" jumped Kurt
"Yes, just like today, at three o'clock. Does that bother you, Kurt?"
"No… It's just that I thought-"
"So… Goodnight everyone. Goodnight, Kurt"
Was he making things up or did Blaine just say goodbye to him and him specifically, as if he wasn't included in the term 'everybody', like he was more special? More intimate?
Kurt looked at all those present, who were already occupied.
No. His mind had tricked him.
Kurt looked himself in the editorial's bathroom mirror and sighed. There were at least two other men and they looked awesome. They were shooting some pictures for some underwear advertising so all of them were gorgeous and he felt…
"You are the new editor, right?"
Kurt looked at the one who talked. The man was, without doubts, the cutest of all in that bathroom.
"I'm just Blaine's assistant and I'm doing his work while he isn't here"
"The article that was on the table in the morning, is it yours?"
"Which one?"
"The one called 'Choosing the liar'"
"It's just a draft, it isn't done yet"
"You wrote that article?" asked another one
"You read it too?" wondered Kurt
"All of us… We laugh a lot. You're evil, did you know that?"
"Those are some things that happened to me. But I'd like to have more information-"
"You don't need to look that further… There are plenty of liars in TW."
"Oh I believe you, dude" commented a third one
"Whom are you talking about?"
"Blaine"
"James"
"Santana"
Everyone turned to see the last one who talked
"Santana?" wondered, surprised.
"He promised me a raise and she didn't do it"
"Don't be an idiot, Nick… We aren't talking about that kind of liar, we talk about the kind that breaks your heart"
"Oh… That's James"
"Yes, James" everyone agreed. Kurt looked at them surprised.
"All of you had sex with James?"
"No… I'm not so much of an idiot" said the cutest one
"Neither am I."
The rest stayed in silence.
"James is the biggest liar I know. He uses you and later throws you away like you don't matter" commented a new one.
And a core of angels supported him.
Kurt bit his lower lip but he couldn't control himself. "And Blaine? Someone mentioned him… Don't you think he's a liar?"
"No! Why?" wondered one
"Au contraire. You always know what's going to happen with him, and if you don't, you just look at his website and, you do."
The boys laughed and Kurt, on the other side, looked at them confused. "His website? What are you talking about?"
" .com. I could swear, the one who did it knew him very well"
"As much as the next boy does"
Kurt seemed disappointed "All of you had sex with Blaine?"
"You didn't?" the cutest one intervened, surprised "You don't know what you're missing"
The worst part is that he knew. And it hurt too much knowing he was part of a club so little exclusive.
"Blaine, unlike James, in an amazing lover"
"Fast but amazing"
"Fast?" Kurt asked, amazed
"Fifteen minutes, max and you'll never see him again in those sheets… But the best fifteen minutes of your life"
"He does the same with everyone?"
"Look in the website. You can see every detail of an encounter with our boss"
"Fast or not, I had more orgasms with him than I had with my boyfriend for three years"
"I don't know what he does when he's on his knees or who taught him but-"
"On his knees?" jumped Kurt "You're talking about oral sex?"
"No my dear, I'm talking about paradise… He's a master… Five minutes and you are dead"
Kurt blushed, thank god he didn't try it with him.
"And that protector he uses in his mouth to avoid AIDS…"
"Oh right, he's obsessed. He can't cope with the fact that he might get some sort of STD… He never has sex without condoms… I'm allergic to latex and he didn't make a move on me until he found a useful condom"
"They say his uncle died of AIDS and that's why he's so scared"
"He always uses protection?" Asked Kurt
"The two times. Because it's always two times…"
"First, he takes you to the moon, later to the stars… And in fifteen minutes, if I saw you, I certainly don't remember"
"The bad part is he always has to top…" murmured another one
"What? And after the fifteen minutes everything's done?" Asked Kurt anxious
"Not everything… He says he loves you…"
"… and that you were his best lover…"
"…but he can't have a relationship at the moment"
And everyone started laughing, everyone except Kurt.
One by one, the others were out of the bathroom, getting ready to do whatever they're supposed to, laughing and talking about sex and feelings, as if the two things were equal.
Within minutes, Kurt was alone again, still looking in the mirror, as if he could find his soul, or what was left of it.
Fast? They spent almost a complete day together.
Two times? He did it three times with Blaine.
Condoms and mouth's protection? They didn't even use condoms.
He always had to top? Blaine let Kurt top and didn't complain.
Fifteen minutes and I don't remember you? They fell asleep together and Blaine went to his house later.
He couldn't have a relationship? Blaine wanted him to stay. He felt hurt because of Kurt's words.
He told them they were his best lovers? He told him he was mediocre.
He says he loves you? Blaine just looked at him with sad eyes and said goodbye.
Why did it seem like they were talking about another Blaine and not his Blaine? Why was everything so different?
"What's happening to your heart, Blaine Anderson?" whispered Kurt.
aww my little Blaine, until next chapter, bye!
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