Chapter 28: They Like Seeing You Happy Blaine

~Blaine's POV~

It was only three days before the moving in party and despite my initial dread at the thought of it; I was kind of looking forward to it now. Having friends share in our news was what it was about after all and the ego side of me quite liked the idea of showing Kurt off as mine.

It was after work and I made my way to a bar to meet Wes and Nick for a couple of drinks (well it would start out as a couple of drinks!). The first hour was spent catching up and talking about things like old Dalton students and recent tv shows we'd all been watching. But as the alcohol started to take effect, my love life once again became the hot topic of discussion. These guys were unhealthily obsessed, although perhaps just a very small part of me quite liked it.

'So how's the cohabiting going?' Wes asked.

'Good.'

'Just good?'

I rolled my eyes. 'Ok, it's great.'

Are you getting on each other's nerves yet?'

'No of course not,' I laughed.

'Really?'

'Yeah. Everything's really nice and it just feels right.'

Nick raised an eyebrow at me. 'So not even one tiny disagreement over the placement of cushions or something?'

'What is it with everyone thinking all gay guys are obsessed with things like cushions?'

Wes laughed. 'Because they usually are.'

'Not necessarily. That's just stereotyping.'

'Ok, answer me one question Blainers.'

'Is it inappropriate?' I asked and Wes rolled his eyes at me.

'No, get your head out of the gutter B.'

'Sorry. Go ahead then.'

'Do you have cushions in your apartment?'

Oh shit. 'Well yeah of course but-'

'See?'

'You are so gay Blaine,' Nick said with a shake of his head.

'So are you,' I retorted.

'Yeah but you're like gay gay, you know?'

'No I don't know. Anyway, surely you and Jeff have cushions?'

'Of course, the apartment is full of them. Jeff loves all that stuff.'

'And you're calling me gay gay?' I asked.

'Whatever.'

'I seriously need some straight friends,' Wes sighed and we all laughed.

'You've got David,' I said.

'Yeah but he's one of us lot, which makes him a token gay. And I swear he plucks his eyebrows.'

'And shaves his chest,' Nick added and I nearly choked on my drink.

'How would you know?'

'We used to be in that swimming club together remember? He told me not to tell anyone.'

Wes laughed. 'Well you sure kept that a secret.'

Nick shrugged. 'Anyway, back to teasing Blainey about Kirk. Do you write Kirk little love messages through the steam on the bathroom mirror?'

'No,' I scoffed, but looked away from them all as I felt my face heat up. Of course I wrote him messages on the mirror, it was romantic right? They started laughing and high-fiving each other. God my friends were such annoying jerks. 'Can we talk about something else now?'

'No,' they both said in unison.

'Why aren't we questioning Nick about Jeff?'

Wes sighed. 'Because they've been together forever and are totally boring. No offence Nick.'

'None taken,' Nick said to him. 'It's true.'

'So when is the big day dude?' Wes asked and I frowned at him. 'I think spring is nice, what do you think Nicholas?'

'Oh yeah, spring would be lovely.'

'Spring? What big day are you two on about?' I asked, feeling very confused.

'Getting married,' Wes explained.

I laughed. 'Huh? We've only just moved in together and we're not even-'

'But you're living in sin Blainey,' Wes interrupted. 'First with whatshisname, who was a complete bore by the way, and now with Kirk. Are you trying to piss off God?'

I gave him an exasperated stare and took a sip of my beer. 'This isn't the eighteenth century Wes.'

'But you need to make an honest man of him,' Nick said.

'Well when are you and Jeff getting married? You two aren't even engaged, yet you've lived in sin for like seven years.'

'But we're talking about you not me.'

'I really want to go to a gay wedding so badly,' Wes whined.

'A minute ago you wanted straight friends, and now you're desperate to watch two gays swap vows and stuff.'

'They're two different things,' Wes replied. 'Anyway, stop avoiding the topic; I need to have gay wedding anecdotes.'

'You're weird,' I told him. 'A gay wedding is no different to a straight wedding.'

'Are you kidding?' Nick gasped, his face lighting up. 'Do you really think we would organise some boring traditional wedding for you? The cake alone will be like a super gay rainbow.'

I nearly choked on taking a sip from my glass. 'What? If I ever got married, do you think I would let you idiots anywhere near the preparations?'

'You'd have no choice Blainey,' Nick said matter of factly.

'Ok sorry, correction, do you really think Kurt would let you anywhere near the preparations?' They looked at each other and then turned their heads to me with expressions that clearly said I was mad. 'Why are you looking at me like that for?'

Wes patted me on the head and I ducked away. 'Blaine, your other half isn't as uptight as you.'

'How would you know? You've only met him a few times.'

'Well we all feel that he gets us you know?' Nick said and Wes nodded in agreement.

I shook my head at them both. 'You're both completely mental. Kurt wouldn't even let you organise the chairs, let alone anything of importance. In fact, who's to say you'd even be invited?'

'That was low Blaine,' Wes said and Nick added, 'Totally uncalled for.'

'Can we have a change of topic?' I asked with a sigh. 'You're starting to seriously freak me out now.'

'Have you ever tried to get Kirk into your Dalton uniform?' Nick asked out of nowhere.

'What? No,' I said in a slightly high pitched tone, but I felt my cheeks getting warm as I remembered prior to the Dalton reunion when I'd told Kurt I had a spare uniform he could borrow. But unfortunately he had politely declined and made a joke about the pants being too short for him anyway. Actually, maybe it was time to bring it up again, I would love to see Kurt all dressed up as a school boy and-

'Blaine,' Wes shouted and I jumped.

'Sorry, what?'

'Oh my god, you were just stuck in an x-rated fantasy weren't you?' he gasped and they started laughing.

'Look how red he's gone,' Nick said as I wished to god the ground would open up and swallow me.

'Um, I'll get another round in,' I muttered, rushing off towards the bar.


~Kurt's POV~

I'd got home from having dinner at Dad and Carole's and made myself comfortable on the sofa with Joey beside me. I wasn't expecting Blaine to be back anytime soon seeing as he was out with some of the Warbler lot, but decided to send him a text message.

Having fun? Joey and I are watching Legally Blonde. Kx

No. No fun at all! Bx

Oh why not? K x

PLEASE save me from these idiots! Bx

I would do, but I've already put my PJs on. K x

Just put a coat on over them, nobody will notice. Bx

Sorry, I'm just too comfortable to move :P K x

You don't love me :( Bx

Lol! Stop trying to be cute. K x

They're horrible and smelly, I want my Kurt and a Joey cuddle :( Bx

You're seriously adorable and you know deep down you're having a good time. K x

So you think I'm cute and adorable? ;) Bx

Yes Mr Egotistical, now go and play nice with your friends. K x

They're aliens Kurt. Weird annoying aliens from planet stupid. Can we un-invite them to the party? Bx

Hmm, we could do but you know they'd just turn up anyway K x

True. They have no boundaries. Maybe we should move? :) Bx

Not that again lol. Well that is an option, although an expensive one, and they would probably find you. Maybe just put up with them?;) K x

i love uou kurt anf cany wait to see uou later vz

Um... thanks?! K x

Sorry, the guys bet me I couldn't text with my eyes closed ha! Bx

See! You are having fun :) K x

It was an hour later when I heard a key in the front door. It was funny how certain noises make you feel all happy inside. Or was it just me? Either way, I was excited that Blaine was back home. He appeared in the living room moments later, looking a little unsteady on his feet.

'Hey,' he whispered.

'Hi Mr Tipsy.'

'I only had a couple of beers.'

'A couple?' I asked with a raised eyebrow.

'Ok, maybe three or four. I lost count,' Blaine giggled and then he made his way over to me. He sat next to me on the sofa, leaning in for a quick kiss. 'Mmm I missed you,' he said, smiling and staring straight into my eyes.

'I missed you too. Working sucks.'

'It sure does. We should both quit and spend every day cuddled up under the duvet.'

'That's a very tempting offer,' I smiled. 'So how were the guys?'

'Full of energy like usual.'

'Discussing your love life huh?' I asked and Blaine nodded.

'They're seriously too invested in what I'm doing.'

'They like seeing you happy Blaine. I bet they didn't tease you about Mark.'

Blaine thought for a moment before replying. 'Yeah that's true. But anyway, please don't make me have to see them again.'

I laughed. 'No can do, Saturday is almost here.'

Blaine made a face. 'You know, I much prefer to spend time with you... you smell better... and look better, and talk way more sense.'

He was an incredibly cute drunk. It was amazing how alcohol affects people in completely different ways, some people can get emotional, depressed, mean or even violent. But Blaine just gets all cuddly and sweet. 'Well you've got me now... so how about we get ready and snuggle up in bed?'

'Ok.'

Blaine stood up and went to use the bathroom first whilst I washed a few dishes. I did my nightly routine and when I went into the bedroom, my heart swelled at the scene in front of me. Blaine was lying on his back on top of the duvet in just his underpants and work shirt, with the buttons half undone. He was also fast asleep and snoring softly. I took a photo on my phone... just for um... science purposes you know?

I managed to get Blaine's shirt off and pull the duvet out from under him, despite some sleep induced protest whines which made me laugh and wish I'd recorded it. I got into my side of the bed and within seconds Blaine gravitated towards me, draping an arm over me and resting his head on my chest. It was stupid, but I had to hold back the urge to cry. I was just so unbelievably happy with him.


~Blaine's POV~

It was the day of our party and already quite a few people had arrived. After a chaotic morning of trying to get everything ready, it was nice to just relax with friends and a beer in hand. I was currently talking to Kip in the living room.

'So have you decided yet?' I asked. We were talking about the fact his Mom had been in touch via the adoption agency, saying she didn't have long to live.

'Yeah, I'm gonna get the adoption agency to pass on my email address and take it from there... but I don't really know what the right thing to do is.'

'Just go with your heart Kip, there's no right way to go about this. You're being pressured into making a decision.'

'But what if it turns out she's lying?'

I shrugged. 'That's the chance you take, but it doesn't make anything you've done wrong.'

'Yeah I guess. You're good at this advice stuff, you should make a career out of it,' Kip said and we both laughed.

'It's all about context. We're all going to make mistakes in our lives, but it's how you deal with them that matters.'

'True,' Kip nodded and then Joey appeared at his feet. Kip picked him up stroked him. 'Hello Joey, you're just adorable aren't you?'

For some reason, Joey had taken a shine to Kip. Maybe he had doggie treats hidden in his pockets or something? The doorbell went and I excused myself to go and answer it. I opened the door to see Simon standing there.

'Hey Simon, so glad you could make it,' I said before giving him a big hug.

'It's good to see you Blaine,' he replied, letting me go. I invited him in and he followed me through to the living room.

'Well you'll know some of the Warbler guys here and-'

'Whose the cute blonde?' Simon asked. I looked and saw that he was clearly checking Sam out, who was deep in conversation with a guy called Mike.

'Sam,' I replied. 'A friend of Kurt's from high school. But don't even think about trying out your charms on him ok? He just came out of a difficult relationship.'

'So he is gay? Thanks for confirming it B.'

I groaned. 'Simon, I'm not joking. His ex cheated on him.'

Simon laughed and rolled his eyes at me. 'Alright granddad, keep your hair on.'

'I mean it Si. Kurt's parents are here and I don't want anyone getting upset.'

'Ok, I'll be on my best behaviour. I promise. Now tell me where I can get some booze?'

'Kitchen, what would you like me to get-'

'No no, I'll get it, you stay with your guests.'

Simon wandered off and I joined Nick and David, who were having a rather heated debate about whether the baby from Family Guy was gay or not.


~Kurt's POV~

I was putting the finishing touches to some sandwiches I was making in the kitchen, when a guy I didn't recognise walked in. 'Hi I'm Kurt,' I smiled.

'Oh my god, I finally get to meet the famous Kirk,' he said with an excited glint in his eyes.

'That's me,' I laughed.

'I'm Simon; I went to college with Blaine.'

'Of course, thanks for coming,' I replied and we shook hands after I cleaned mine on a towel. 'It's really nice to meet you at last, Blaine's told me all about you.'

'Oh dear,' Simon laughed. 'I guess he didn't paint a very good picture of me.'

'No no, he's always talked very fondly of you.'

'Honestly?'

'Yes,' I laughed.

'Well it's great to finally put a face to the name that has stolen Blaine's heart after that arsehole Mark.'

'Oh thanks,' I blushed. 'Um, would you like a drink? We've got wine, beer-'

'Yeah, beer will be great thanks,' Simon replied and I handed one over to him. 'Actually, you look familiar, have we met before?'

I shook my head. 'I don't think so.'

'I'm sure I've seen you somewhere, and I don't mean facebook.'

'Did Blaine show you a photo maybe? We can't have met, I'm pretty good with face-'

'Oh my god,' Simon interrupted, his whole face lighting up. 'You're the guy from that night at The Loop.'

'Sorry?'

'The gay venue in town... months ago. You were sitting at the bar on your own and I wanted to go and chat you up but Blaine stopped me, he got all possessive about it. He insisted it wasn't because you two had a "thing" or anything.'

'Er no,' I said, feeling uncomfortable. I remembered that night vividly, getting stuck in the elevator with Blaine. Who knew several months later we'd be living together? Anyway, back to the point. 'We hadn't... we got together weeks after that night.'

'Really? That doesn't explain his reaction though... unless you were his patient or something,' he added casually.

A chill went through my body and my heart quickened. The look I was giving him was all the confirmation Simon needed. He laughed. 'Oh god... you were his patient... oh this is awesome, I'm gonna give Blaine so much grief for this.'

'Please don't,' I said quickly.

Simon waved his hand dismissively. 'Oh don't worry, Blaine and I tease each other all the time. It's just harmless fun. I fucked a married Professor once and Blaine was still reprimanding me over it well after graduation. He was a massive prude in college and-'

'Excuse me,' I interrupted, walking past him and out of the kitchen, feeling as though I was about to throw up.


~Blaine's POV~

'...and just because he has a British accent it doesn't automatically mean he's gay,' Nick said, looking at David. It was pretty fun watching them argue over a cartoon character.

'Yeah but surely-'

'Blaine?'

I turned around at the sound of my name to see Simon standing there. 'Hey.'

'I think I might have upset Kirk,' Simon said, looking guilty.

'What do you mean might have?' I asked, feeling nervous. I looked around the room trying to spot Kurt, but he wasn't anywhere. Where the hell was he?'

'Well...'

'What have you done Simon?'

'Nothing really. We were talking and I realised I recognised him from that night out at The Loop, then I put two and two together and worked out you were his therapist and-'

'Oh god, what did you say to him?' I asked, my heart beating fast.

Simon shrugged. 'Just that I was going to tease you over it.'

I sighed. 'Right... that's ok. Um, Kurt's pretty sensitive over this sort of stuff so whatever you do, please don't say anything to anyone else.'

'Of course I won't,' Simon promised.

I quickly introduced Simon to Nick and David, even though they'd met a few times before. Then I left them to it to go and find Kurt, wherever he was. For a moment I was worried he may have left the apartment, but I found him sitting on the bed in our room, head hung low. I closed the door behind me to give us some privacy and he looked up at the sound.

'Go away Blaine.'

'No.'

'Go back to your friends.'

'No,' I said again and I sat down beside him. 'Hey, it's ok.'

'No it's not,' Kurt sobbed as I put my arm around him.

'Simon's an idiot, take no notice of him.'

'But I'll be a l-laughing stock. All your f-friends will think I'm a freak.'

'No they won't.'

'Yes they will. I should just leave and-'

'Don't be absurd, you're not going anywhere. Everyone is here to see you.'

'They just want free food and alcohol,' Kurt muttered.

'Come on, you don't believe that,' I said. 'All your family, friends, and my friends adore you.'

'But I'm a stupid freak-'

'You're not a freak. Kurt, listen to me, nobody will think anything because they won't find out.'

'Yeah sure,' Kurt laughed humourlessly.

'They won't Kurt, honest to god.'

'H-how would you possibly know?'

'Because I know.'

Kurt sighed. 'Well that hardly fills me with confidence. Simon's probably out there right now telling everyone how we met and what a weirdo I am.'

'Look, I know Simon seems a bit... loud, but I promise you with all my heart that he won't say a word to anybody. He even told me so. He was concerned that he'd upset you.'

'You believe that?'

'A hundred percent. I've known him ten years. Of course he'll privately tease me about it for the rest of our lives but that's as far as it will go. He's actually a really good friend to have... if you refuse to hook up with him.'

Kurt laughed at that. 'He's quite good looking.'

'Oh, do you want his number?' I teased and Kurt blushed.

'No, I'm not saying I like him, I just wonder why the two of you never dated.'

'Simple really. I didn't want a one night stand, and he didn't want a relationship. So we compromised and became best friends instead. I could never date him even if he did grow up one day and want to settle down. It would be weird, like going out with my brother.'

'Well if you trust him…'

'I do.'

'I guess that's ok then.'

'Good,' I smiled.

'I'm really sorry I freaked out,' Kurt said quietly.

'Don't be, I completely understand,' I said and kissed Kurt on the lips.

'I just don't want people knowing I've had therapy. Of course Dad, Carole and Kip know, but... I don't know, I'm not ashamed, but people will just make assumptions on why. I don't want to be a talking point.'

'I know you don't. I'll tell Simon that you had a phobia of guys and that I cured you on the spot,' I said and Kurt giggled, rolling his eyes at me. 'What? I think that's totally believable.'

'You're such a doofus,' Kurt smiled. 'Should we get back to the party?'

'Only if you're ready.'

'I am... and I should probably say sorry to Simon.'

'There's no need, I'll have a word with him. It's him that should be sorry. He doesn't think before he speaks.'

'Do you think he disapproves?'

'Of the doctor client thing?'

'Yeah,' Kurt whispered, looking a bit worried.

'Of course not, this is the guy who has slept with countless married men. He has absolutely no morals whatsoever. To be honest he probably thinks I'm much cooler now.'

Kurt laughed and we had one more kiss before I took his hand and led him out of the bedroom. We returned to our guests in the living room, who were all chatting and laughing and it was a lovely thing to see. Kurt began talking to some old school friends and Sam came up to me, smiling.

'Hi, you've got a lovely apartment here Blaine.'

'Oh thanks, that's mainly down to Kurt. Apparently it was too minimalist when he moved in.'

Sam laughed. 'Yeah that sounds a lot like Kurt.'

'So how are you? How are things with-'

'I ended it,' Sam interrupted, knowing that I was going to ask about him and Craig.

'I'm sorry.'

'Don't be. He was a jerk and I was too blind to see it.'

'Not all guys are like that you know. He just wasn't the one for you.'

'I know, but it doesn't stop it hurting,' Sam said, smiling sadly.

'Oh of course not. Everyone needs to give themselves time after a break up regardless of who ended it and why.'

'Maybe I should just become celibate? You get less heartache that way.'

'True. But can I suggest something?'

'Sure,' Sam nodded.

'Feel free to tell me if I'm out of line, but if it's a long term relationship you're after, perhaps don't go looking for it whilst at work? Being a model, you're always going to attract attention, but unfortunately a lot of it will be from shallow guys without a brain.'

Sam thought for a moment. I was starting to think that I should have kept my mouth shut when he spoke. 'You're absolutely right, and I do want to meet someone special. Maybe cupid will come up with the goods next time?'

'I'll drink to that,' I laughed.

'Can I have everyone's attention.'

I turned around at Burt's voice and the noise in the room went quiet. I caught Kurt's eye from across the room and we smiled at each other, then Kurt shrugged and gestured to his Dad to say he had no idea what he was doing.

'Thanks everyone... so we're all here to celebrate Kurt and Blaine moving in together. I'm sure I speak for all of us when I say that Kurt and Blaine deserve all the happiness in the world and we're thrilled they've decided to make a home and a future together. So if you can all raise your glasses. To Kurt and Blaine.'

'Kurt and Blaine,' everyone echoed and I swallowed a lump in my throat as Kurt looked close to tears and went over to hug his Dad.