So, I ended up spending another night at my Dad's place and therefore, I couldn't write all day. It was actually nice, but I'm looking forward to getting back to my writing - not that I'll get much done for the next two days. Anyway, it's a good thing I was so far ahead and had 12 chapters already written and uploaded waiting to be published. So you guys get your chapter! Hopefully the formatting is the same, it looks different on here. From the mind of randomawesomeness12: Kurt and Blaine are at the Mall or Zoo or something and they take pictures in a photo-booth and they like take goofy ones at first but then they look at eachh other and spontaniously[sic] kiss
Okay, I'm going with the 'or something' option on this one because I went to a fair today (obviously not today today) and I practically wrote the whole story in my head on the way home. I adore fairs, and I particularly love the one I went to today except I had children to look after so it wasn't as good as the other times I've been (except for the fact that I could ride the ferris wheel without having to look weird. FERRIS WHEEL!). So I can see this as the perfect scene for Kurt and Blaine. I'm also taking some inspiration from my Rockstars story where Dalton is basically filthy rich, the Warbler choir room has a jaccuzi and all that other stuff. So I reckon if they ever held a fair or fete or something, it would be incredible. I also made it at Dalton instead of anywhere else because I didn't want to have to write any more homophobia. This had to be a 'perfect day' story :)
This is my long awaited (by me) tribute to AVPM style Darren Criss. Not quite as hyperactive but I thought after eighteen chapters it was time to introduce the wonder of Red Vines - which I've never actually had, they don't sell them here. I just have to rely on the love in AVPM/S being right.
Klaine is established but they haven't kissed yet. Clearly. Otherwise I wouldn't be writing this story.
Disclaimer.
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"Kurt, you look fine."
Blaine ducked to avoid a shirt being thrown his way. "Seriously, it's just down on the field. It's not like we're going anywhere particularly fancy."
Kurt's head poked out of his closet door. "It's a fair, Blaine. Which means I need to find the perfect outfit which is a combination of hey-I'm-here-to-have-fun and I'm-too-old-for-this-I'm-just-getting-dragged-here-by-my-overexcitable-boyfriend."
"It's a fair, Kurt. A fair! You so want to be there just as much as I do."
Kurt, finally dressed, appeared out of his wardrobe. "Well.. yeah." He gave his classic Kurt-smirk before grabbing his bag from the bed, totally ignoring the piles of clothes everywhere.
Blaine held out his arm. "Shall we, good sir?"
"You're lame," Kurt replied, rolling his eyes but taking Blaine's hand in his.
Blaine leant over to give him a quick kiss on the check. "I aim to please."
Kurt couldn't stop the light blush from crossing his face at the close contact and Blaine smiled at how adorable he looked. He and Kurt had only been official for a week now and so far that was the closest they had gotten to kissing. Instead of jumping straight into it, the two had sat down and discussed how they felt about the physical side of things. They had come to the agreement that because they were both novices, they would take it slow and Kurt would call the shots for the most part because of his past. Other than that, they'd just be a normal teenage couple.
As they walked, Blaine idly began to hum. "What's that?" Kurt asked. Instead of replying, Blaine began to sing:
"Baby, let's cruise,"
Kurt immediately chimed in; "Away from here,"
"Don't be confused,"
"The way is clear."
The two boys shot each other a smile before singing together, the harmony perfect as usual.
"And if you want it, you got it forever,
This is not a one night stand, baby."
A shiver ran down Blaine's back as Kurt sang the last word, squeezing his hand a bit tighter.
"Yeah, so let the music take your mind
Just release and you will find,
You're gonna fly away, glad you're goin my way,
I love it when we're cruisin' together -"
"And these would be two of our Dalton Academy Warblers right now!"
Kurt and Blaine froze, staring at their principal and three official looking men who had just turned the corner towards them. Mr Matherson was beaming and the men were somewhere between bemused and confused.
"This is Blaine Anderson, our lead soloist and tenor, and Kurt Hummel, our newest Warbler and first countertenor in three years. Gentlemen, this is Misters Criss, Colfer and Hamilton, from the board of directors."
"It's wonderful to meet you, sirs." As usual, Blaine was Mr. Polite, releasing Kurt's hand to shake hands with the three men, Kurt following suit.
"The two of you have lovely voices, and that song is a particular favourite of mine, a wonderful choice." One of the men spoke up, smiling at the boys.
"Thank you sir," Kurt replied, clutching Blaine's hand again.
"Well, we should let you boys get down to the fair! Don't want to make you miss any of the excitement!" The two groups said their goodbyes and Kurt and Blaine headed down the hallway towards the front door. As soon as they were out of earshot, Kurt began to chuckle. "It's always us, isn't it?"
Blaine smirked. "We're just that amazing."
The fair was just like the rest of Dalton - huge. Kurt stared with wide eyes at the seemingly millions of rides and stalls. "I never even realized the field was this big!"
"Well of course not, you refuse to come out here to do any kind of sport." Blaine elbowed him jokingly in the ribs. "Where do you want to start; rides or stalls?"
"Better do rides first, I'll be hours at the stalls, you know that."
"Can I call in a replacement to do the shopping thing with you?"
Kurt simply raised an eyebrow. "Not unless you want that replacement to be permanent. Come on, there's bumper cars over there. I know how much you like to smash things."
Soon enough the boys had worked their way around all of the rides. Blaine had pulverized Kurt in the bumper cars twice before Kurt had managed to convince him to try a new ride. After that, they'd gone on the swing chairs, done all the arcade games - Kurt was the semi-proud owner of a stuffed frog while Blaine, to his delight (and Kurt's dismay), had won a Nerf gun - and were now headed to the Ferris Wheel.
"You are not allowed to rock it, okay Blaine?"
Blaine didn't answer until the bar had been latched over them. "Not a chance. The only way this ride is fun is if you rock it."
Kurt turned to stare at his boyfriend, mouth agape. "You're kidding, right? Look at the bar on this thing, rock it too hard and it could snap!"
"Babe, you have nothing to worry about." And this seemed to mollify Kurt, though Blaine suspected this was mostly because it was the first time Blaine had called him by a term of endearment and Kurt was replaying it in his head.
That was, until the ride began to move.
"Get me off this thing!" Kurt whimpered. "I don't feel safe and - BLAINE ANDERSON DO NOT ROCK IT!"
Blaine just grinned and wrapped an arm around his boyfriend, continuing to rock their seat. "But it's fun! And anyway, you know I'll keep you safe, Kurt."
"You're the one causing me to feel unsafe, stop doing that!"
"It's not going to break."
"It's squeaking! And - why are we stopping?"
"So we can let other people on." Blaine took a moment to enjoy the view across the field and see who he could spot.
"I don't like it up here, Blaine."
Blaine turned to see his boyfriend with his eyes clenched shut. "Kurt, please open your eyes. It's an amazing view and I promise I won't rock it anymore. You're safe with me."
Kurt cracked open an eye and squeaked when he realized how high up they were. Before Blaine could reassure him, he had curled himself into Blaine, hiding his head against his chest.
Blaine chuckled and smoothed his hair down. "Okay, you don't have to look. We'll be off in a few minutes, then you can go shopping, alright?"
Kurt nodded but refused to move until the ride had stopped for them to get off. As they climbed out, Kurt turned and fixed Blaine with a glare. "You are not allowed to tell any of the Warblers about this. Otherwise I'll tell them about what you were saying about each and every one of them when you were drunk after Rachel's party."
"Deal." Blaine said quickly. "Lunch?"
"Is there a stand for low fat and grease-free food?"
"Um... let's go find out."
Kurt's options for grease-free were ice-cream and dry popcorn, to his horror. "Come on Kurt, live a little!" Blaine laughed, taking a bite from his hot-dog. "It's just food after all and - IS THAT A RED VINES STAND?"
Before Kurt could ask what the fascination was, his boyfriend was racing across the field towards an overcrowded stand. Kurt pushed his way through the crowds, finally catching up with his boyfriend who was jumping up and down like a small child. "Kurt, Red Vines!"
"What's the big deal about Red Vines? I've never actually had one."
Blaine froze. "Okay, I'm officially not talking to you." He turned his back on a bemused Kurt, pushing past other excited Dalton students to pick up a couple of boxes of Red Vines and pulling out his wallet. After paying for his candy, he turned to walk away, totally ignoring the younger boy.
"Blaine, are you seriously ignoring me over candy?"
"I can't hear anybody talking to me but if anybody was happening to be questioning me about the amazingness of Red Vines, I would be telling them that Red Vines are the most amazing candy to exist and the only way I would be listening to anybody right now was if they were trying a Red Vine and telling me how awesome it is." With that, Blaine held one of the packets of Red Vines in Kurt's general direction. Kurt sighed and pulled one out of the packet.
"I hope you know I'm breaking my 'no candy' rule for - oh wow!"
Blaine smirked, turning back to face his amazed boyfriend. "Great, huh?"
Kurt nodded, distracted with chewing the candy. Blaine smiled, linking his arm with his boyfriend and led him towards the stalls, bracing himself for a long afternoon.
Three hours, four scarves, a hat, a bouquet of flowers (presented to a blushing Kurt by a dramatically posing Blaine), a couple of bottles of hair care products ("This one is for you, Blaine. We'll wean you off that gel if it's the last thing we do.") and other miscellaneous items that Blaine had lost track of, they were finally finished with the stalls and Kurt was starting to slow down.
"Want to sit for awhile?" Blaine asked, hefting a couple of Kurt's bags onto his arm so he could hold Kurt's other hand. Kurt gave him a smile of thanks.
"Sure. But the seats are all the way over there." Kurt groaned, looking across the field to the food area where people were sitting. Most of the crowds had dispersed as the day went on, leaving mostly Dalton boys and their families to enjoy the quiet. "I don't want to walk - is that rain?"
Blaine looked up as rain drops began to fall. "Looks like it."
"I can't get my hair wet!" Kurt attempted to shield his hair with the bags but failed as the rain began to drizzle steadily on the two boys. Blaine laughed, dropping his bags and spinning in circles. "Come on Kurt, it's fun!"
Kurt reluctantly placed his bags down next to the ones Blaine had dropped and grabbed his boyfriend's hand. Blaine spun him around, both of them laughing as they nearly fell. Blaine grabbed Kurt around the waist to hold him up and as Kurt grabbed his shoulders, he found himself face-to-face with his boyfriend. The laughter died on Blaine's lips as he watched Kurt lick his own unconsciously, before -
"Ahh!" Kurt squealed as the rain suddenly began to pelt down, drenching the two boys instantly.
"Come on," Blaine yelled above the noise, grabbing Kurt's hand and dragging him across the field, even as he complained about leaving the shopping bags behind. He'd seen something that he'd wanted to do earlier which would now serve as the perfect shelter. Pulling Kurt in, he shut the door behind him.
"A photo booth?" Kurt looked around the cramped space as Blaine plonked himself on the small bench. "I've never done this before."
"Neither, but I've always wanted to. Come sit down."
"Um... Blaine, there's - uh, there's no room."
Blaine smiled at the blush forming across his boyfriend's face. "Yes there is," he said, patting his lap and smirking as the blush grew even more pronounced. Seeing that Kurt wasn't moving, he grabbed his boyfriend around the waist and pulled him down. Kurt squeaked and wrapped an arm around Blaine's neck in return.
"There we go, nice and comfortable." Blaine winked as the colour slowly faded from Kurt's face.
"So, how do we do this thing?" Blaine tried to ignore the accidental double entendre as he leant over and pressed START on the screen.
"Oh cool, so we pick backgrounds and stuff and then they'll print out there. And we can both get copies."
"We're so doing the film strip one!" Kurt fiddled with the options on the screen, going for the old-style sepia film strip. Their faces came up on the screen and neither boy could help the smile that crossed their faces as they looked at the two of them together.
"Face it, we're just adorable." Blaine winked and dropped a kiss on Kurt's head, watching as digital Blaine mirrored his actions.
"Okay, so it'll take snapshots on a timer, so we just have to - um, what are we going to do, Blaine?"
"I don't know, be cute?" Blaine took a quick look at the timer, then kissed Kurt's forehead as the camera snapped a photo. Kurt blushed again and playfully pushed his boyfriend away. Snap
"You really are adorable, you know that?" Blaine looked up at his boyfriend, the height difference more pronounced by the fact that Kurt was still in his lap. Kurt looked down, tracing a finger across Blaine's jaw. Snap
"So are you." Kurt leaned down, pressing a kiss to Blaine's nose and Blaine shut his eyes at the contact. Snap
And now they were so close together, just staring into each other's eyes. The noise of the camera - and the fact that it was even there - was completely forgotten. "Hi," whispered Kurt. Blaine felt a shiver run down his back as his Kurt's breath brushed over his lips. "Hi," he whispered back, relishing in the responding shiver that ran through Kurt.
Blaine could read the unspoken question in Kurt's eyes and smiled, absently noticing the camera still clicking away sporadically in the background. "I told you it was up to you, baby. You decide. No pressure," he breathed. But please, please, choose what I want you to choose...
And it seemed his mental wishes were being answered as Kurt was moving closer and his lips were right there and - oh, wow. Blaine's mind couldn't even comprehend the amazing feeling, so it simply shut down and let his lips do the talking.
After a few moments of bliss, Blaine broke away, pressing his forehead against his boyfriends. He knew the same goofy smile that was on Kurt's face was definitely mirrored on his.
"Uh, wow?" Kurt stammered out after a second, still smiling.
"Yeah. Wow." Blaine echoed, bringing a hand up to stroke his boyfriend's face.
They could have stayed there all day and were almost planning to until a chime rang out from the screen, telling them their photos were done. Kurt chuckled and moved away, leaning over to pick out the two film strips. "I actually forgot about -" He froze.
"Kurt?" Blaine asked, craning his neck to try and see the photos. Kurt leant back in and held them so Blaine could see, speechless.
The first few photos were the boys mucking around being cute and Blaine chuckled. His gaze moved lower and suddenly he realized what had made his boyfriend speechless. The next few photos were Kurt and Blaine face-to-face, staring at each other intently. The following one was them kissing, with the last few of them leaning together smiling. He raised his eyes to look at Kurt incredulously.
"Our first kiss.." he breathed.
"Now we really can remember it forever." Kurt blinked rapidly, trying to hold back the flood of emotion. Blaine was doing the same as he wrapped his arms back around his boyfriend, nuzzling into Kurt's neck.
"I love you, you know?" Kurt whispered into his ear, causing a shiver to run down Blaine's spine, both from the contact and the words.
"I love you too." Blaine lifted his head to kiss his boyfriend again.
Kurt sighed when they broke apart before reluctantly standing up. "I think the rain's stopped and we need to go get my shopping before it's totally ruined."
Blaine groaned playfully as they stepped out of the booth, picking up the bags and heading back in to Dalton. They were both clutching their copies of the photos, Kurt wondering how quickly he could upload and email them to Mercedes, Blaine trying to work out the perfect hiding spot where Wes couldn't find them, before another thought occurred to him.
"Oh, Kurt? There's a fair in the town over next weekend. I think we should go there too."
Wow, this one went long! But I loved writing it. Like, love love loved. I want a Blaine now! This ties for favourite with Wedding
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