I woke up this morning to the end of Somewhere Only We Know playing in my head and I knew I'd dreamt of Glee.
This one is from Canuckpagali and Kat3418 You know that little look that Blaine and Kurt shared when they were standing side-by-side during the Warblers' rendition of Silly Love Songs at Breadstix? Was it a look of love? What happens when the performance is over and the evening is drawing to an end?
So was it a look of love? No it wasn't, but it certainly lead there. Curious? Read (past my rambles) to find out!
Oh my gosh, has anybody seen this live? Darren Criss did an interview with Regis and Kelly and he played and performed this song. My observations: #1. He is an amazing piano player. #2. He sounds so much better singing this song alone than with the Warblers. I feel like Darren on Glee is a robot compared to Darren in AVPM/S. He puts so much of himself into those shows (and I will be doing a few of these fics dedicated to bubbly Blaine, just not this one. I do manage to put quite a few quotes from these shows into random fics though) #3. He's so bubbly! #4. Someone actually said they didn't feel like he puts enough passion into his songs... seriously, no. I can't see how someone could believe that while watching this. So, in conclusion, go and find it. If you YouTube "Darren Criss performs 'Silly Love Songs,'" you should find it, either the short version or the full interview. Both are wonderful. (And out comes the reason I'm drowning in prompts - I look up the videos of the scenes I'm writing then get distracted by interviews and sai swords and AVPM. Sigh)
(And for anyone else who loves AVPM and bemoans the fact that he lost the gorgeous hair, he showed a picture of the curly hair and the 'Glee hair,' and said "This is me (pointing to photo of curly hair), I have big hair, that's who I really am. (pointing to Glee hair) This is a lie." That's what I want to hear!)
Alright, enough out of me! Read and enjoy :)
Disclaimer: If it were mine, it'd look a lot more like this and a lot less like... well, that.
Lonely
Even though the last performance the Warblers had done was a complete failure on Blaine's part, he was quite liking this idea of performing for the general public. People certainly seemed to be getting into the song - the couples were cuddling up while the single people were just enjoying the company of other people. We'll have to thank Kurt for this later, Blaine decided, chancing a look at Kurt to see how he was enjoying things. What he saw nearly caused him to miss his next line.
Kurt was staring back at him with a look of pain in his eyes. For the second that their eyes locked, Blaine could see he was holding back tears long enough to get through the performance. And suddenly everything from their conversation that afternoon clicked into Blaine's mind.
He likes you, dimwit. Now the question is, why does him being upset make you this upset?
And the warm feeling Blaine had been experiencing every time Kurt had looked at him the past few weeks finally seemed to make sense. What he thought he had felt for Jeremiah was nothing more than a crush; a figment of his imagination in comparison to what he felt for Kurt. Blaine had simply ignored it, continuing to think of himself as Kurt's mentor and forcing his feelings to act that way. If he really stopped to think about it, the signs were obvious. The way his heart skipped a beat when Kurt's hand brushed up against his during rehearsal. How he would argue with anybody else about radio stations until he was blue in the face but easily let Kurt listen to whatever he liked. And whenever Kurt was upset - like now - Blaine would jump through hoops to make him smile again. He had fallen for the boy he was meant to be a mentor for.
Kurt doesn't need a mentor anymore, the voice niggled at him again. You told Jeremiah how you felt, why not tell Kurt.
Yes, Blaine decided as the song drew into its final lines. As soon as they had finished up and gotten everything packed up, he would get Kurt alone and tell him everything.
The song finished to thunderous applause and Blaine turned to congratulate the other Warblers as per usual after a performance. Clapping Wes on the shoulder, he turned to Kurt to see him rapidly disappearing through the other Warblers towards the door. As he passed the New Directions table, Mercedes half-rose out of her seat to try and intercept him but he quickly shrugged her off and walked out, the door swinging behind him.
Blaine muttered to Wes that he'd be back in a moment then headed off after Kurt.
"Hold it right there, Mr Anderson."
Blaine froze as Mercedes intercepted his path.
"I swear to you, Blaine, if you've hurt my boy, I won't hesitate to cut you. What happened to him?"
"I don't know for sure, Mercedes, but I think I know how to fix it. Please let me go? If I hurt him, you're more than welcome to come after me."
Mercedes examined his face for a second. "You really are serious about him, aren't you?" Blaine nodded and her face broke out into a huge smile. "Well, what are you doing here? Go tell my boy that!"
She sat back down next to Rachel who gave Blaine a thumbs up. At least I have their support, Blaine thought to himself as he pushed open the door, looking around for Kurt.
He didn't have to look far. Stepping off the path, he walked over to the tree that Kurt was sitting under, his legs drawn up under his chin. Blaine hesitantly sat down next to Kurt, not sure whether he wanted to be alone. But even if he did, you wouldn't leave him here would you? Mentally telling himself to shut up, Blaine chanced a glance across to Kurt who was staring across the car park vacantly. Should I say something or just leave him to his thoughts or -
"You can talk, you know."
Blaine started and turned back to Kurt who was now looking at him. And now his breath caught in his throat because Kurt's eyes were red and his face was blotchy. He looks so vulnerable when he's been crying, Blaine thought to himself, before mentally slapping himself. Kurt's been crying, idiot. Do something!
"Are you alright?" Blaine knew he sounded stupid but he couldn't think of anything else to say. Pull it together, Blaine! Where's that dapper-ness when you need it?
Kurt chuckled miserably. "Yeah, I'm alright." He sniffed and wiped at his eyes.
"Tell me about it?" Blaine asked.
Kurt sighed. "I guess I'm just a bit sick of Singles Awareness Day. And after everything that's happened the past few days, well, I'm feeling a bit -"
"Lonely?"
"Mm." Kurt raised an eyebrow. "Oh yeah, I guess you've still got the Jeremiah thing on your mind." Blaine went to tell Kurt that was not at all the case but Kurt kept talking. "It just kinda sucks to see all the happy couples from New Directions sitting there and I always knew I'd never find anyone at McKinley but I kinda had my hopes up about Dalton, you know? It's an all guy school with a zero tolerance bullying policy and the first guy I met who went there is gay. So I thought, maybe I'll actually find someone here and not be alone. But, of course, here's another Valentine's Day single." Kurt sighed again. "Gosh, you must think I'm an idiot."
"No, Kurt, not at all." Blaine gently placed his arm around Kurt's shoulders, pulling him in closer. "I'm the one who's an idiot. And it's about time I figured it out."
Kurt twisted to look at Blaine again and now their heads were a lot closer. "What do you mean?" Kurt asked and Blaine nearly melted at how breathy his voice was and how close his lips were and - no. He shook his head.
Of course, Kurt misinterpreted the action. "If you don't want to talk about it, that's fine."
"Oh no, I do. I just - ugh, sorry. Anyway." Blaine ran a hand down his face, ignoring Kurt's chuckling.
"I've never seen you so flustered, Blaine."
Blaine mock-glared. "Oh hush you. Here I am trying to be romantic and you're mocking me."
"Romantic?" Kurt squeaked, the smile sliding off his face.
"I really suck at this." Blaine groaned. "Okay, I'd ask you to pretend the last few minutes never happened but of course you'll want to hold this against me forever so let's just move forward." Shuffling back a little, he removed his arm from Kurt's shoulders and took both Kurt's hands in his own.
"Kurt Hummel, I've been a huge idiot. I've spent all this time chasing what I thought was romance, when it's been in front of me all this time." He took a deep breath, staring into Kurt's eyes which were beginning to well up, hopefully for the right reason this time. "I've been at Dalton for two years now and for most of my time there, I felt safe and that was about it. The Warblers accept me and that's awesome. Nobody bullies me and that's totally awesome. I've been ... comfortable. It's been easy. And I certainly wouldn't change schools. But something was always missing."
Kurt's breath caught and Blaine could feel his fingers trembling.
"And then you arrived. And everything changed. I had someone I could spend hours talking about RENT and Wicked with. I could finally suggest Disney movies for our movie nights and have at least one person guaranteed to back me up. And when Wes and David finally gave in and admitted that they like Wizards of Waverly Place, I could talk about how dreamy David Henrie is with someone who doesn't just want to talk about Selena Gomez."
"But on top of that, I had someone I could call my best friend. Someone who understood what it was like to still flinch when a locker door slams." Kurt made a small murmur and began to run his thumb along the back of Blaine's hand. "You were the one to hold me and tell me it would all be okay on the second anniversary of my transfer to Dalton when I didn't want to get out of bed. In all of my time at Dalton, only one person has ever seen me cry and that's you, Kurt, and you comforted me and made me feel like it was okay to show my emotions sometimes."
"You do the same for me, Blaine. And you're probably going to have to do that in a few minutes." Kurt chuckled as a tear slid down his cheek. Blaine smiled and wiped it away gently.
"Gladly, though I hope in a few minutes you won't want to be crying. Because I came to a few realizations in there and I should probably share them before I explode."
Kurt raised an eyebrow. "We wouldn't want that," he quipped. "So, what's the big news."
Blaine had been searching his brain for the last ten minutes for the perfect way to tell Kurt, but all his elaborate words failed as he looked at the beautiful boy across from him.
"Kurt.. I think I kinda love you."
And all the romantic lines and sayings could go to hell because nothing could possibly make Kurt's eyes light up any more. Still, Blaine knew Kurt was into romance and he wanted to make it as perfect as possible.
"I guess I finally realized that everything about you is everything I've been looking for and -"
Oh. Okay. Skipping the romance was totally fine if this was the result. Kurt's lips were against his and his hands in Blaine's hair and, oh, wow, Kurt's lips are really soft and... soft ... and -" Blaine's brain gave up all coherent thought as his arms snaked around Kurt's waist.
After nowhere near long enough, Kurt pulled away and detangled his hands from Blaine's hair, wrapping them around his neck. Blaine's disappointment was short lived as Kurt leaned back in, nuzzling his head into Blaine's neck and sighing contentedly. Blaine tightened his hold and dropped a kiss on top of Kurt's head.
FLASH!
"Rachel, I told you to turn the flash off!"
Kurt raised his head as Blaine blinked rapidly, trying to clear the black dots out of his vision. They both turned in unision to see a sheepish Rachel, irritated Mercedes and a suggestively-winking Santana. The rest of the New Directions group were hovering around in the background, pretending to be interested in other things like the sky or trees, except for Brittany who was genuinely interested in the blades of grass she was sitting on.
"Uhm, hi guys?" Mercedes elbowed Rachel as Santana grabbed the camera, complaining that the photo wasn't even good quality.
"Hello everybody." Kurt had his best bitch-face on and the girls took a step back. Rachel began to mutter about the Oscars being on in half an hour and she'd better get home, grabbing her camera back of Santana and beating a hasty retreat. Lauren dragged a grinning Puck away - Blaine decided he didn't want to know what was happening there - and the rest of the crew made their excuses and filed out, leaving Mercedes and Santana (and Brittany, still talking to the grass).
"Sorry, white boy. We didn't want to invade your privacy. I was just coming to check if I needed to cut a bitch," Blaine flinched, "and then Rachel decided she wanted a photo and the rest just followed. Hope we didn't ruin your moment too much."
"You did." Kurt leveled Mercedes with his glare, then softened. "But it's okay, I still love you."
Mercedes smiled. "I'm happy for you two. Look after my boy, Anderson."
And now only Santana remained. "Just thought you guys should know you're hot. Like, real hot." Her gaze dropped to Brittany who was humming under her breath, twirling a strand of hair around her fingers. "And - we'll talk later, Hummel."
"Can do." Kurt smiled. "Now you two get out of here and leave me and my boyfriend in peace."
Santana winked and hauled Brittany to her feet, linking pinkies with her and walking to the car. And finally Kurt and Blaine were left alone again, Kurt immediately snuggling back into Blaine's chest. Blaine began to stroke his hair, humming Teenage Dream lightly. Kurt chuckled.
"I think that's our song now. Oh, and by the way, I love you too."
I'm leaving it there. This is definitely up there in the favourites :) and it's longer! I've written two chapters today and it's 9:39pm and I know if I start another I'll be up until midnight or something. So... yeah, I'm going to head on to the next chapter, of course ;)
Thanks guys! Please review :)