This is my last authors note as an unemployed bum (Darren: I am a bum. Oh my gosh, you're interviewing a bum!)
*cough* Anyway, now that Darren Criss isn't invading my thoughts (yeah right), tomorrow I have a full day of orientation before I start training for the rest of the week. So I spent a lot of today trying to get as many stories churned out as possible so I can upload them when I don't have time to write. Oh, and I went shopping. But that's irrelevant. The point of this message: if my story output rate declines a bit, this is why.
From Kat3418: And one about Kurt's hair. Like maybe he and Blaine have a movie night to make up from their BIOTA fight and Kurt ends up falling asleep so in the morning he is without his normal hair products/he wants to be lazy for a day (he IS a teenage boy, it has to happen SOMETIME!) and Blaine finds Kurt sexy. Oh that could work for Sexy too heh.
I'm not using either setting because I had another idea.
Hair
"Bla -"
Blaine raised a finger to his lips, leaning forward further. On the screen, the last few scenes of RENT were playing and Blaine was absolutely transfixed.
Kurt sighed, leaning back against his headboard and watching his boyfriend watch the movie that they both practically knew by heart. He and Blaine had decided to spend the night watching movies in Kurt's dorm, kicking David out to go hang out with Wes in Blaine's room and insisting that nothing was going to go on. And the truth was, nothing would. The two had only been dating for a week after all, and Blaine hadn't made any moves on Kurt yet. In fact, they had sat down just the previous day and had the all important conversation about what they were ready to do, and Kurt had quickly admitted that he wasn't willing to be the one to make the first move. Blaine had just smiled and said he was more than happy to when the moment was right.
The credits finally began to roll and Blaine leant back against the wall, turning to smile apologetically. "Sorry, you know I love that movie."
"You do. You've loved it every single time we've watched it too." Kurt rolled his eyes. "Anyway what I was going to say is that you'd better go if you don't want to miss curfew. Except I was going to say that fifteen minutes ago when you still had time to get back to your dorm."
Blaine glanced over at the clock that now said 10:13. "Crap," he muttered.
As if on cue, Kurt's phone began to ring and he picked it up, seeing David's name on the caller ID. "Hey guys."
"Kurt, Wes is flipping out. What's going on over there?"
Kurt couldn't help but smirk. "Are you sure you want to know?" There was only silence from the other end until Kurt laughed. "No, we were just watching a movie and lost track of time. Looks like you'll need to stay in Wes's room tonight and Blaine will be staying here."
Blaine will be staying here...
"Alright." David's voice grew serious. "Kurt, you know I don't want to jump to assumptions or anything and I know you and Blaine have only been dating a little while, but -"
"David. Blaine and I are just sharing a room, we're not going to be sleeping together." Blaine's eyes grew wide and Kurt bit back a laugh, softening his tone slightly. "Thank you for looking out for us, but I promise nothing will happen tonight."
"Okay. See you guys in the morning."
David hung up and Kurt turned back to Blaine who was still looking shocked. "David's misguided attempts to 'look out for us'," he explained.
Blaine nodded, glancing around the room. Kurt frowned and shuffled closer, reaching out to take Blaine's hand. "What's wrong?"
"How do you want to do this?" Blaine gestured to the two beds and Kurt bit his lip, thinking.
"I don't know. What do you want to do?"
Blaine stood, kicking Kurt's feet off his lap in the process. "Rules dictate that we sleep in separate beds. But truthfully... I quite like cuddling with you. And since we have the opportunity to, I really hate to pass it up. Unless, of course, you don't want to, in which case I'm happy to take the other bed."
Kurt hesitated for a second and that was all Blaine needed. "Separate beds?"
"I think so. Just -" Kurt trailed off, but somehow Blaine understood.
"It's alright." Blaine sat back down on the end of the bed and opened his arms. "Hug?"
Kurt pretended to deliberate for a second before Blaine pulled out the pout and his heart melted into goo. "That's so not fair," he groaned, shuffling across the bed into his boyfriend's arms. "You can make me do anything with that look."
Blaine chuckled. "You're lucky I don't abuse it then." He pulled away, smiling at Kurt who felt his heart skip a beat. "Well, I guess I'm in David's bed then." Standing, he glanced over at it and wrinkled his nose. Then, before Kurt could say anything, or even think about it, Blaine pulled his shirt over his head and placed it on the end of the bed. A sort of strangled noise escaped Kurt before he could help it and Blaine turned with a frown, which quickly turned into a smirk when he realized what was going on.
Kurt looked down at his hands, blushing furiously. There was a chuckle, then Blaine was kneeling in front of him, taking his hands. "You're allowed to look. I consider it a compliment."
Stop being the insecure one all the time!
Raising his eyes, Kurt took his hands from Blaine's grasp, then quickly pulled off his own shirt. Blaine's smirk faded, and his eyes dropped to stare at Kurt's torso. Kurt resisted the urge to cover his body, which quickly disappeared as Blaine looked up at him again. "You're gorgeous," he murmured.
"So are you," Kurt replied, lifting a hand to run down Blaine's arm. Both boys shivered at the contact, before Blaine reluctantly moved away.
"If we continue down this path, we're not going to sleep and we may end up further than we'd like to."
Kurt nodded. He reached out, pulling Blaine into a hug and trying really really hard not to think about their bare skin touching. "Goodnight," he murmured into his boyfriend's ear.
"Goodnight." Blaine's breath ghosted over his cheek. Kurt resisted the urge to shiver again as Blaine pulled away, standing and moving over to David's bed, killing the lights on the way. As he listened to the sound of his boyfriend getting comfortable, Kurt tried to keep his mind from thoughts of Blaine's skin pressed against his, which quickly led to Blaine's lips against his...
Kurt blinked awake, suddenly aware that something wasn't right. Sitting up, he looked over to David's bed to see - oh. That's not David.
Blaine was sprawled on his stomach, one arm dangling off the side of the bed. His face was turned towards the wall, so Kurt could see his curly hair, messed up from sleep. Kurt took a moment to stare at his boyfriend, eyes lingering on the expanse of skin across his back, before pulling himself out of bed.
As he finished his moisturizing routine, Kurt's eyes drifted to his hair. Of course it was a mess and Kurt reached for his hair care products before stopping. I really can't be bothered, and it's not like Blaine's going to care.
Leaving the bathroom, Kurt saw that Blaine was still sleeping and smiled fondly, pulling out his laptop. Exams were coming up and Kurt had two papers to complete before he could begin studying. Heading back to his bed, Kurt tangled his feet in the blankets and opened his laptop, pulling up his papers and beginning to type.
Half an hour later, and Kurt was thoroughly sick of doing work. Running a hand through his hair, he sighed loudly before remembering Blaine was still asleep. It was only as he glanced over at his boyfriend that he realized that Blaine certainly wasn't asleep, but was staring at him.
"Hey," Blaine murmured, his voice still rough with sleep. "Frustrated?"
Kurt nodded. "Sick of doing work, that's for sure."
"Mm." Blaine yawned, propping himself up on his elbows. "Come here."
Pushing his laptop aside, Kurt moved across to David's bed, sitting on the edge and smiling down at Blaine. A second later, Blaine had wrapped his arms around Kurt's waist and pulled him down. Kurt squeaked slightly before settling himself in next to his boyfriend. "Much better," Blaine murmured quietly.
A comfortable silence fell as the two boys stared at one another. Acting on impulse, Kurt reached out and lightly ghosted his fingers over Blaine's cheek, watching in fascination as his boyfriend's eyelids fluttered shut. "That good?"
"Mm." Apparently Blaine wasn't capable of words and Kurt smiled, letting one hand rest on his boyfriend's arm lightly. "You're amazing, you know that?"
Kurt's hand stilled. Usually when Blaine said a compliment like that, Kurt would reply with a facetious comment and try to laugh the whole thing off. But there was something so intimate about their current setting that he couldn't bring himself to do it.
Blaine noticed of course, opening his eyes. "I mean it," he whispered. "You are. And your hair right now... wow."
Kurt suddenly found himself aware of just how close their faces were. His hand was still resting on Blaine's cheek, and they were staring into each other's eyes again. Kurt wanted to say something that would show Blaine how much he cared about him, how much he loved him, even, but there were no words.
So, Kurt leant in and gently kissed him. Blaine's arms immediately tightened around his waist as he responded, and Kurt's hand began to sweep in light strokes over Blaine's cheek again. Tilting his head slightly, Kurt moved in closer and deepened the kiss, reveling in the taste of Blaine against his own lips, something he had never been able to imagine but knew it was better than anything his brain could have ever come up with.
Slowly, gently, they broke the kiss, pulling back to stare at each other again. After a few seconds, Blaine smiled and Kurt mirrored the expression, feeling strangely relieved. "I didn't have the words," he found himself explaining.
"I'm quite thankful for that actually." Blaine's smile widened. "Words are overrated anyway."
"They are," Kurt responded, before leaning in to kiss him again. A second later, a knock at the door interrupted them, Kurt pulling away with a sigh. "What, David?"
"I don't want to interrupt anything -" Blaine started smirking at that and Kurt shook his head at him playfully. "But I really want to get changed."
"Just a minute!" Kurt pulled himself out of David's bed, Blaine following suit. Both boys chucked on a shirt before Kurt opened the door. "Okay, Blaine was on his way out anyway so - what?"
David was staring at his chest, smirking. Looking down, Kurt groaned as he realized he had thrown on Blaine's shirt instead of his own. Blaine was laughing behind him as he grabbed Kurt's arm and spun him around, pulling him into a hug. "I'll see you later?"
"Yeah," Kurt replied, grimacing slightly at the thought of being left alone with David. His expression changed, however, when Blaine leant in and kissed him lightly on the cheek before wandering out the door. Kurt watched him leave before closing the door and sitting on the end of his bed.
"Oh, you've got that look. I'll leave you to it." David was still smirking as he grabbed his clothes and headed towards the shower. Kurt shot him a glare, but it was half-hearted. As soon as the other boy closed the door, Kurt fell backwards, staring at the ceiling with what he knew must be a ridiculously huge smile on his face as he allowed the events of the morning to replay in his head.
Yeah. Words are totally overrated.
MusicalEscape:
RAWR! Zach better hide, because I swear, I'mma- *gets dragged away* HEY! I'M NOT DONE WITH HIM! Let GO of me, Wes! I'll tell Kathy about THAT thing if you don't let go of me. Thank you. *brushes self off* Where was I? Oh yeah, I'mma- *commercial break*
Here I go:
"So, joining us here on Fondue for 2 are the birdies, David and Wes-"
"That's Wes and David. Go on."
"-and Emily. So, what did you guys need to tell us?"
"Us?"
"Me and Lord Tubbington."
"Who the-"
*elbows* "Shut up, David. Well, me and my two friends here-"
"We have names."
"Wes, I will sock you if you don't shut up. Anyways, I discovered some photos that I would like everyone to see." *holds up photo* "This is Zachary Smith from Westerville High. Here's Zach painting his nails-"
"Heh."
"Shhh. Here's one of him asleep with a Fuzzy Purple Unicorn that says 'I'm a pretty princess!' in his clutches-"
"I totally have one of those too."
"That's nice, Brittany. We just wanted everyone to see what happens with Zach behind closed doors."
"That's all the time we have. Thanks for watching Fondue for 2!"
That video got over 2 million Youtube hits within 3 hours.