I'm home, tired, muddy, sore in so many places and absolutely freaking exhausted. So as soon as I'm done here, I'll be off to have a long bath and then bed. Lots of time in bed. But I knew I had to give you guys a chapter tonight anyway and thought I'd come chat about my weekend instead of posting something without caring.
So I went with our 4WD club for a three day adventure (long weekend). We combined with another local club, but there were three other clubs and a motorbike group there so we had to share a few of our tracks. Nonetheless, it was an amazing weekend and I got to see some stuff I hadn't seen yet due to it being a harder grade, like vehicles rolling, complete breaks, three vehicle road trains to get broken vehicles out and so on. It was absolutely fantastic.
I also found that Glee has ruined my life. I couldn't get it out of my mind and everything seemed to remind me of it. The main two that come to mind are that I was wearing flannel and every time I thought of that, I mentally tacked on 'and singing Mellancamp,' to the end of it. And the best one was that we went down to this river to wash the trucks off and while they were playing, I jumped out and watched. It was that moment when the sun's just set and the last of the light is filtering out of the sky, and I looked across the river and Somewhere Only We Know popped into my head. It was actually a pretty beautiful moment.
And I've got 187 emails to work through. Thanks so very much guys. That said, it looks like Angela's missed me and spammed me a fair bit. I missed her too! And she didn't edit this so yeah... bear with.
From wynnie the pooh: kurt is reading a book... and gets distracted by blaine making faces :P
Adore. I was tossing up between intentional and stupid type distracting faces, or unintentional but still very distracting ones. Both definitely had merit. I figured a combination would work ;)
To disclaim now, all the things Kurt is reading are quotes from A Man For All Seasons, which I studied in my senior year of high school. I didn't bother putting in the names/parts because he's just reading it as a conversation anyway. I don't claim ownership of that play. And for anybody who hasn't read it, no there is not a character named Blaine, so when Blaine's name comes into it, that's Kurt's thoughts drifting away. I know it's a weird choice of book, but it works well enough.
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"My Master Thomas Moore would give anything to anyone. Some say that's good and some say that's bad, but I say he can't help it - and that's bad... after all Blaine really is the most selfless guy I know..."
Kurt blinked, trying to keep his eyes and mind on the page in front of him. Today he had to re-read A Man For All Seasons so he could get started on his essay. This would normally be easy to do but Blaine had decided they were going to study together. Which would also normally not be a problem except Blaine was studying math.
Blaine and math had never gotten along. Kurt knew he had received tutoring for it when he was younger but it just didn't stick in his head. Kurt normally helped him out, but his essay was due in a couple of days and he had to get it done so Blaine was struggling along on his own for the time being. Which, unfortunately, was incredibly distracting.
Currently, Blaine was chewing on the end of his pencil with his eyebrows furrowed as he examined the questions in the textbook. Occasionally he let out a sigh of frustration as he scribbled things down. And the whole thing was driving Kurt mad.
Oh, it wasn't that Blaine was irritating. Far from it. In fact, Kurt had to fight to keep from looking at him every few seconds because he was there. And frustrated Blaine was absolutely adorable in Kurt's opinion.
Like right now. Kurt looked up slightly to see Blaine pull a face at a question before scribbling away in his book, and he had to catch his breath because, while on anybody else that face would look petulant and obnoxious, on Blaine it looked freaking cute.
Kurt coughed and returned to reading his book. He flipped through to find the next relevant quote, forcing his concentration onto the pages.
"All right, so he's down on his luck! I'm sorry. I don't mind saying that: I'm sorry! Bad luck! If I'd any good luck to spare he could have some but if it keeps him making those faces, I don't mind so much -"
Kurt sighed and lowered the book a bit harder than he should have, causing Blaine to look up. "You okay, Kurt?"
And now he couldn't help but stare because Blaine was biting his bottom lip and looking at him with his brow all furrowed and damn it all if Kurt didn't just want to walk over there and kiss him right there and then.
"Yeah, I'm good. How are you doing?"
"Crap." Blaine said bluntly. "Trig sucks."
Kurt chuckled. "Hang in there. I'll look over it when I'm done here."
"Thanks. It's just so stupid. I mean, who needs this stuff anyway?"
"Um, engineers, architects, builders..." Kurt smirked as Blaine rolled his eyes.
"Oh, shut up you." He stuck his tongue out at Kurt before returning to his work, thankfully missing the way Kurt's eyes grew rounder at that action. Blaine has a nice tongue... Kurt, get a grip!
But now he was completely distracted by how that tongue could be put to better use. Even though he had no experience of his own, he had seen enough lip action from Fuinn, Bartie and Chang-Chang to know exactly what happened when two people's mouths met.
(And curse McKinley for making couple names, because of course Kurt had spent way too long planning exactly what kind of union his and Blaine's name could make. While Blurt had a strangely nice ring to it, Klaine was winning for him. But that was silly because he and Blaine would never be together. So he should probably never think about it, or practice writing their couple name. Not that he did that. Oh no.)
Kurt realized his book was closed and flipped it open to a random page, trying to take in the words.
"As for understanding, I understand you're the best man I ever met or ever likely to..."
Now Kurt knew the book was conspiring against him. He also knew he was going a bit stir-crazy because books can't conspire, but he didn't care about that. All he knew was that something had to be done because he was going insane, especially when he looked up and saw Blaine -
Nibbling on his finger?
Kurt threw the book across the room and strode over to Blaine, doing the same with his.
"Kurt, what -?"
Kurt kissed him.
The second their lips met, Kurt felt himself jarred to reality and realized he was kissing Blaine. After all the time spent imagining this moment, it was finally happening.
Then he realized he was kissing Blaine without his permission.
Pulling away, Kurt began to freak out. "Ohmygosh, Blaine, I'm so sorry! I just - you were just so distracting and ... and the pencil, and -"
But now Kurt had to consider that Blaine might just be okay with it, considering he was now in Blaine's lap and their mouths were reattached with Blaine's arms around his waist. He did have to make sure though, so he reluctantly pulled away, staring into Blaine's eyes to look for any hesitancy.
"You know I was only pulling those faces to get you worked up," Blaine whispered, leaning in to kiss him lightly again. "I knew you couldn't resist me."
Kurt rolled his eyes at Blaine's cockiness before giving in and surrendering to another kiss.
I don't know what happened here. It's a very different style of writing for me, they just seem like different characters. I think I just wanted more variety to be honest. So if you don't like this one, I don't really blame you. I'm also too tired to re-edit. Sorry.
