My heart goes out to all of those who are dealing with the London Riots right now. I hope you all stay safe and take care of yourselves and those close to you.

Gmail and I had an epic battle last night. It decided to delete my account for no reason, so I had to switch over to my secondary/beta email account and redirect all of my reviews there. Then I tried to reset but instead of just being able to chuck in a code or answer a question, I had to supply email addresses of people I'd emailed recently and folders I had and dates of activation and all this stuff. Thank goodness I won!

WARBLERS IN SEASON THREE WARBLERS IN SEASON THREE WARBLERS IN SEASON THREE!

From believer123: Kurt and Blaine are in an elevator, just anywhere, maybe at the mall or something, and it breaks. During this, they get talking about stuff, it moves on to feelings and well...

At this time I'm playing an online game of Never Have I Ever with keariel which I love... and who I love. Shout out to keariel for being awesome! So I thought this would work :)

Elevator

"Are we done yet?"

Blaine knew he sounded whiny, but he couldn't help it. Kurt had convinced him to go shopping - one of the world's worst evils in Blaine's opinion. But somehow Kurt had neglected that on top of finding a birthday present for Mercedes (which took an hour in itself) he wanted to 'go into a couple of stores.'

Kurt rolled his eyes. "There's still heaps of stores left, Blaine."

"Yes, but we've spent three hours in the past seven. I don't know if I can handle any more shopping." Blaine shifted the bags between his arms and sighed.

"Just one more on the ground floor, okay? Then we can go."

Blaine sighed, but stopped when Kurt headed for the stairs. "Not a chance! We're taking the elevator."

Kurt grumbled something about him being a wimp, but obediently headed towards the elevator. Blaine hit the button and the doors opened immediately, revealing an empty elevator cart. Dropping the bags on the floor, he heaved a sigh of relief as Kurt hit the button for the ground floor. Blaine sunk to the ground, leaning against the wall as Kurt chuckled. "You know you're only going to have to get up in a second -"

And with that proclamation, the elevator stopped moving and the lights went out. Kurt let out a shriek and Blaine could hear him fumbling around in the dark. "Kurt, stay still," he said quickly, "you're only going to end up hurting yourself." Kurt stopped moving but Blaine could hear his breathing, harsh with fear. "It's alright. The emergency lights will come on any second and then we can see if the phone's working to call for help."

At that, the dim lights flickered on and Kurt made a beeline for the floor, sitting down next to Blaine and wrapping his arms around him. Blaine pulled Kurt into his side, secretly reveling in the close contact. "Sorry," Kurt muttered. "I'm a bit claustrophobic, it's usually fine but just knowing we're trapped here..."

"It'll be fine, Kurt." Blaine ran his hands over Kurt's back soothingly. "Once you're feeling a bit calmer, I'll try the emergency phone, alright?"

Kurt nodded, staying in the embrace for a few more seconds before pulling away. Blaine bit back a sigh at the loss of contact before getting up and trying the phone. Which, of course, was dead. "Okay, I think we're stuck here for a little bit. Looks like power's out to the entire centre, but it'll be fine. They won't forget we're in here."

Blaine sat back down next to Kurt, wrapping an arm around the boy who still looked shaky. "Tell you what, we'll play a game to pass the time."

"What kind of game?"

Blaine thought for a second before snapping his fingers. "Let's play Never Have I Ever!"

Kurt raised an eyebrow. "Isn't that the drunken party game where everybody basically spills their sexcapades and does shots?"

"Um..." Blaine shrugged. "Usually. But we don't have to play it that way. Just say whether you've done the thing or not, and we'll keep it PG. The last thing we need is to have people find out we spent all afternoon sitting in an elevator talking about sex." Kurt laughed, which had been Blaine's goal. If he kept the younger boy distracted, hopefully he wouldn't freak out if their rescue took longer than anticipated. "Okay, I'll go first. Never have I ever..." Blaine racked his brain, thinking of a good starting point. "Spent more than half an hour on my hair."

"Do I even need to answer?" Kurt gestured to his perfectly styled hair. "Do you think this styles itself?"

Blaine chuckled as Kurt thought. "Never have I ever... done a performance other than with a Glee club."

"Really?"

Kurt nodded. "There's not exactly much in the way of performances in Lima. I'm assuming you have?"

"Yeah. Kings Island Christmas Spectacular, remember?"

Kurt didn't answer for a second and Blaine looked over to see a slightly dreamy expression on his face. The next second, Kurt snapped out of it but Blaine was left wondering what had caused that reaction. "Okay. Your turn then."

"Right. Never have I ever dyed my hair."

Once again there was no reply from Kurt, but this time he was looking at the ground, blushing. Blaine bit his lip to stop the laughter that was bubbling up. "You have?" he managed to get out.

Kurt glared. "Temporarily, I'll have you know. Never have I ever gelled my hair within an inch of its life."

"Oh wow, I wonder." Blaine rolled his eyes, grinning. "What colour?"

"Red. It's your turn."

But the game was put on hold as Blaine turned his head on an angle, staring at Kurt's hair and trying to imagine the boy as a red-head. It wasn't working. "Why on earth did you dye your hair red? And by red, do you mean brown-y red or Weasley red?"

Kurt sighed. "I'll tell you once you've had your turn."

"Fine. Never have I ever flunked a test."

"Never?" Kurt once again raised an eyebrow. "Nerd. I failed a math exam last year. And I dyed my hair red - not Weasley red, it almost looked nice, thank you - because Mercedes had gotten a bad hair cut and was feeling self conscious. That way all the attention was on me."

Blaine unconsciously pulled Kurt a little closer to him. "That's a really nice thing to do."

Kurt ducked his head and Blaine knew he was blushing again. But there was a small smile on his face as he looked up, locking eyes with Blaine. "Never have I ever crushed on a celebrity."

"Never?" Blaine stared at Kurt, his jaw dropping as the younger boy shook his head. "Kurt Hummel, you are deprived!"

"Why, who have you crushed on?"

Blaine waved a hand dismissively. "Far too many to list." He changed the subject quickly before Kurt could ask again, blurting out the first thing he could think of. "Never have I ever... been a cheerleader."

"I have."

Kurt spoke seriously but Blaine paused, expecting the boy to laugh it off. A few seconds passed and his jaw dropped again. "Really?"

"Mm. Not for long, Coach Sylvester did a Madonna thing and 'Cedes and I were looking for somewhere to fit in so we joined the squad. It was a lot of fun."

Blaine tried desperately to keep his thoughts off Kurt as a cheerleader but his mind betrayed him. That would be so.. "Hot," he whispered. Kurt looked up at him sharply and Blaine realized he had said it out loud. "Um, it's hot in here, isn't it?" He tugged at the collar of his shirt, laughing nervously.

Kurt was still staring at him, but a smirk was playing around the corners of his mouth. "Really?" he drawled, drawing the word out in a way that made a shiver run down Blaine's spine. "I'm sure. Never have I ever had anybody play with my hair."

"Neither. Though I think that's because nobody wants to with all the gel and stuff." Kurt laughed as Blaine eyed up his hair. "Do you not let people touch yours?"

"I think it's more that people get the impression that I'd flay them alive if they did," Kurt admitted. "I wouldn't mind so much if it were the... the right person." His eyes met Blaine's for a moment before ducking and now it was definitely too warm in the elevator, especially as Kurt continued talking, murmuring quietly as if he didn't really want to say the words. "Especially if I was caught in a - a moment with them. I really wouldn't mind at all if yo - if they did."

And that was all it took for Blaine to take the chance. Not that it was all that much of a chance, Kurt had all but confessed and he knew it. As Kurt lifted his head, still looking embarrassed and unsure, Blaine leant in slightly. "Never have I ever wanted to kiss someone within a two foot radius."

Kurt's face dropped and Blaine moved closer, murmuring under his breath. "And by never, I mean always."

"Well in that case, I can't argue," Kurt breathed, before closing the gap between them.

Blaine's hands were in Kurt's hair immediately as they kissed and he felt Kurt shiver before wrapping his arms around Blaine's waist. Their lips worked together as if they were made for this - and Blaine wondered idly if they were. Then all normal thoughts were pulled from his brain as it focused on other more important matters, like the taste of Kurt or the feel of his soft hair running across Blaine's fingertips.

And then the phone rang. Kurt broke away to turn and look at incredulously. "Seriously? You could have called at any time but you choose now? Stupid phone..."

He continued to mutter as Blaine chuckled, getting to his feet to answer. "Hello?"

"This is emergency services. How many of you are in there and are you all okay?"

Blaine glanced at Kurt who had finished his grumbling and was now allowing a soft smile to cross his face, touching a hand to his lips lightly. "Two, and we're fine." Better than fine.

"Well we're working on restoring power but you might be in there for anywhere up to an hour unless we force the doors and get you out. Do you think you can wait it out?"

"I think we'll be fine." Kurt had stood and crossed the small distance between them, wrapping his arms around Blaine's waist. He placed the phone back in its cradle before lightly pushing Kurt up against the wall. "We're stuck here for another hour. Whatever shall we do to pass the time?"

Kurt smirked. "I'll never know," he murmured before crashing their lips together again.

Cue cliche ending line! ;) now, everybody imagine Chris Colfer as a redhead for me... and tell me if I'm the only one who thinks it's hot...

MusicalEscape:

The awesome plan that may involve us paying for dry cleaning:

Me: Here you are, sweetie- oops! *spills coffee on Kurt*

Kurt: AAAH! *falls bckwards*

Blaine: *catches* Kurt, are you oka-

Me: *smashes heads together*

And thats how they started making out in the Lima Bean. I still had to pay for dry cleaning, though...