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Blaine had no idea who brought alcohol to the campsite, or who snuck it in the bus; but he sure didn't mind. Of course he was only sipping on one bottle, making sure that the rest of the Warblers weren't going to get hurt, and making himself available to help out if needed. But mostly he could just sit and relax while the other Warblers got absolutely trashed. And that included his boyfriend.
He couldn't help but smirk as he watched Wes and Kurt joining each other in an impromptu performance of Hey, Soul Sister, only the two of them together as they laid their arms over the other's shoulders. David sat down and smirked next to his friend. Blaine looked at him and laughed out loud, nudging him with his shoulder. "Are you not drinking?" he asked, raising a brow.
David shook his head, gesturing towards the Warblers, who were now all trying to harmonize with Kurt and Wes. "This is so much funnier than joining in. Besides, I have to help Wes into the tent tonight. It'll be no help if we're both plastered." He chuckled, before looking over at Blaine. "What about you?"
"I've been drunk before, it's no good. Besides, if anyone needs help or, Perry forbid, a ride to the hospital, I don't wanna be drunk off my ass." He smiled, sipping daintily on the same beer he'd had for the last hour and a half. "Besides, I've never seen Kurt drunk before." He gestured towards his boyfriend and Wes, who were both taking another beer from the cooler.
"True." David laughed, watching as his boyfriend and Kurt interlocked their arms and drank from each other's bottle. "When did they become best friends anyway?" David murmured, raising a brow.
Blaine looked towards the two and shrugged his shoulders. "I think they just seemed to immediately bond with each other. Which is great, considering that we're best friends, and our boyfriends are best friends."
"It's like a big gay fairytale." David smirked, causing Blaine to smack his shoulder.
"How is everything with you two, honestly?" David asked after a few moments of silence, stealing a sip of his beer during the time.
"It's amazing. I mean, we've both made mistakes. His miniscule to mine in comparison, but still, mistakes all the same. But we've talked to each other back and forth and explained our feelings and why we do the things we do. And I honestly can't just blame Kurt for some of the things he does that make him more touchy feely to others, because that's the way he was born." He smiled fondly, looking over at the dancing boy. "Mostly, it was just my jealousy getting the better of me. Because after how much I tried, it was like watching as someone just pranced in and took him away from me."
"And you didn't like that." David added.
"Of course not! It's like, I worked my ass off to make Kurt comfortable with me, to make him know that no matter what I would be there for him. And then Michael had just come in and stole the boy I loved. So that day at the coffee shop, I was already on edge, and I just let jealousy get the better of me." He shuddered slightly, remembering the never ending ride to the hospital.
"But why there?" David questioned.
"The Coffee Shoppe is our place. So many significant but minuscule things happened there. And it was like he was just taking everything away from me right in front of my eyes. And I couldn't stand it. So I just snapped." He sighed, running his hand through his curls.
"But it's all good now, right?"
Blaine smiled then looking back up at Kurt. "Yes, we're in love and it's amazing. And all I can ever think about is how wonderful it would be if we got married and got a house and started a family." He smiled happily, blushing a bit red. David went to speak again, but was cut off when Kurt skipped over to them and straddled Blaine's waist, sitting on his lap.
"Bonjour, Blainey." He smirked.
Blaine smiled at his drunk boyfriend, his breath sweet from the wine coolers, but with an edge from the beer. His eyes were glazed from inebriation, and his cheeks were flushed red. He couldn't help but grin at him even more and give him a kiss. "Hello Kurt."
"Vous êtes si chaud." ("You're so hot.") Kurt purred, and Blaine raised an eyebrow at the forwardness of his boyfriend, while David let out a slight snort at the words he could understand. Blaine looked towards him, asking for a translation, but David just shrugged and grabbed a coke from the cooler.
"Umm, thanks?" Blaine spoke instead.
Kurt beamed at him before pressing a kiss to his neck. "Fait-il chaud ici, ou c'est juste vous?" ("Is it hot in here, or is it just you?") David let out another loud snort of laughter, almost choking on his soda as Blaine glared at him in response.
"So are you?" Blaine tried, causing Kurt to raise an eyebrow at him before bringing his lips closer to Blaine's ear.
"Je voudrais vous voir a poil!" ("I'd sure like to see you naked.") Kurt purred, nipping at his ear and sending a shockwave of desire through his body as David spit out his soda, laughing out loud and causing a few of the other sober Warblers to look over at him like he had lost his mind, while the rest were still singing and dancing around the fire.
"David! What did he say?" Blaine hissed at his friend, glaring at him.
"He said that he.." David paused for a moment. "Thinks that you look like a caveman with that hair." He smirked.
"I happen to like it!" Blaine protested to Kurt, causing David to let out a long, loud laugh, his head falling into his hands as his shoulders shook in laughter.
"J'ai envie de toi desesperement." ("I want you desperately.") Kurt purred, running his hands down Blaine's sides and causing him to shiver with need once more before pressing a kiss to Kurt's lips. "You're adorable when you speak French." He smiled.
"Je veux votre corps si mauvais." ("I want your body so bad.") Kurt smirked, grounding his hips down into Blaine's and causing the other boy to widen his eyes in shock.
"Kurt! W-what are you doing?"
"Admirant combien sexy vous sont" ("Admiring how sexy you are.")
Blaine turned to his friend then and David stopped his wild laughter to look at his friend seriously. "He's been hitting on you, mostly dirty things."
Blaine blushed bright as he helped Kurt stand up. "Come on hun, let's get you to bed, okay?"
"Vous coucher avec moi?" ("Will you sleep with me?")
David translated then and Blaine shook his head. "Not when you're drunk, Kurt."
"Mais vous ne me voulez?" ("But don't you want me?") Kurt asked, his eyes welling up with unshed tears and David transferred quickly.
Blaine sighed and pulled his boyfriend close. "Of course I want you Kurt. But I want our first time to be special, not some fumbled drunken night in a tent." He sighed.
Kurt looked up at him, his eyes still glassy with drunkenness, but he still seemed to understand Blaine and he pressed a kiss to his cheek. "Je-taime." He murmured.
Blaine smiled and helped him back to the tent, waving a thanks and goodbye to David.
"I love you too, Kurt." He smiled, although the shocks of desire were still coursing through his body as he helped his boyfriend into his pajamas.