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From keariel: So; what if, like, Kurt and Blaine kept having moments when they could kiss, and it would be perfect (for example, the BICO moment, or a moment in another fiction I read where they're playing twister) but they keep getting interupted? And then, at one point, Kurt gets frustrated and just...goes for it.
It's a good thing I love Five and One's…
Just to clarify, number five happens a couple of days after Blackbird but before the little Warbler argument where Blaine proposes a duet. Time frames are never clear on that show and yes, I know Blaine says "Watching you do Blackbird this week," a few scenes later… but it's FanFiction. And if you haven't seen Deathly Hallows Part One and don't want spoilers, skip three.
Moments
Five Times Kurt And Blaine Missed The Opportunity, And The One Time Kurt Made It.
one.
"Well, for the record, you are much better than that girl is going to be."
Kurt couldn't hide the blush that crossed his cheeks, not only at Blaine's words but at what they had just done. Baby It's Cold Outside had always been a secret romantic thrill of Kurt's, and singing it as a duet with someone was like a dream come true. Add in the fact that said someone was his attractive, wonderful, near-perfect and very gay friend... well, Kurt could die happy.
Blaine looked as if he was about to get up, then paused. "Kurt," he said quietly, and something had changed in his voice.
Kurt tried to get his vocal chords working, failed. So he simply nodded, staring into Blaine's eyes which had also changed. They were almost glowing with something new that Kurt had never seen before, as if Blaine had just come to a very sudden and very important realization. And with the way Blaine was staring at him, Kurt knew it was to do with him.
Could he...?
And then it was like a dream. Because Blaine was oh-so-slowly leaning in, closing the gap between them and his lips were so close that Kurt could almost -
The doorknob turned and Blaine shot back as if he had been scalded. And this is the part of the dream where the alarm clock rings to tell you that you have to go to school, he realized mournfully as Blaine stood, mumbling something under his breath before grabbing his music player and all but running out of the room. Kurt sighed and turned to see who had caused the interruption to what would have been a perfect moment. "Mr Schuester!"
As he stood to greet his old Glee teacher, Kurt couldn't bring himself to be angry at the man. Besides, he and Blaine had almost kissed. Surely they would talk about it later?
"Someone special?" Will jerked his head towards the closed door, smiling playfully. Kurt stared at the now-closed door mournfully. Nearly, until you arrived...
"No, just a friend."
two.
"I can't believe how many editions you have!"
Blaine was standing in front of his bookcase in awe, fingers running lightly across the many volumes of Vogue. Kurt smiled proudly from his spot on the edge of his bed. "I've been a collector for a long time."
Blaine shot him an appreciative glance over his shoulder, making Kurt rather glad he was sitting down. "I mean, there's some here from before we were born. How did you get these?"
"They belonged to my mom."
The hand that had been ghosting across the older volumes suddenly dropped, and then Blaine was crossing the room to sit next to him. "I'm sorry," he murmured quietly. "I mean, sometimes I forget and - oh, wow, that sounded really insensitive -"
"It's fine," Kurt cut him off quickly. "I know I don't talk about her much." And it was true - the only time Kurt's mom had really come up in conversation was when Blaine had mistakenly referred to Carole as Kurt's mom and Kurt had quickly set him straight.
"Can - can I ask why? Why you don't talk about her much?" he added quickly.
Kurt nodded absently, trying to find the words. "It's not like I don't miss her. It's just - well, she's always going to be a part of me anyway. And nobody else really knew her, so it's not like I have memories to share with them about her. Plus, I don't like the pity."
Blaine was watching him, wearing what Kurt liked to call his 'mentor face.' "Did you get a lot of that at McKinley?"
"Not all the time. The kids who didn't know me as gay knew me as 'that kid with the dead mom,' but that really wasn't the issue. It was when her anniversary came around and everybody thought I needed to talk about my feelings.." Kurt trailed off, remembering the last anniversary where Mercedes and the other girls had practically pulled him out of class, thinking he needed to be comforted. "Yes, I get sad on that day, but I don't need mollycoddling."
Blaine nodded, and Kurt knew he wasn't pretending to understand the feeling behind Kurt's words, simply understanding where Kurt was coming from. "When is her anniversary?"
"In a couple of months." Kurt paused. "I - I'll let you know. If you like."
And that in itself was a huge deal. To everybody else, Kurt went around pretending that his mom's anniversary pretty much didn't exist, and he knew they saw it that way. To let someone else in on that day and acknowledge how he was feeling... well, Kurt knew he could only really trust one person like that, and that was Blaine.
Blaine seemed to understand the significance. "I'd like that," he murmured quietly, reaching out to take Kurt's hand. "I kind of want to ask if you have any photos of her, but I don't think I need to see one. You've got this - this beauty about you that I think could only really come from her."
Kurt's breath caught in his throat. The words were beautiful, but it was the first time someone other than his dad had compared him to his mom. Finally, someone else saw the remnant of her that was left on this earth.
And that Blaine was the one to see that beauty in him just made Kurt fall more in love.
Their proximity suddenly became apparent. Somehow during their conversation they had moved closer, their knees touching. Blaine's face was a lot closer than Kurt could remember it being earlier, and that was when Kurt realized with a jolt that his head was moving closer...
It's actually going to happen this time!
"Kurt!"
The sound of footsteps could be heard and once again, Blaine was pulling away as fast as he could. A second later, Finn's head poked around the door. "Time for dinner, Carole wants you both to come down."
Blaine was immediately moving towards Finn, talking about something to do with football. As Kurt followed them down, he couldn't help but sigh. Maybe it's not meant to be...
three.
"I can't believe you never told me you were a Harry Potter fan!"
Kurt laughed and Mercedes snorted from the back seat. "Kurt's the one that got me hooked - he wouldn't shut up about these books and was scandalized when he found out I hadn't read them." Leaning forward, Kurt heard her whisper in Blaine's ear, "Don't tell him, but I still haven't read them."
"What?" Kurt resisted the urge to turn around and glare at the girl. "You told me you had!"
David chuckled. "She just watched the movies and asked me questions. Why do you think I'm being dragged along?" Kurt caught Blaine's eye and received a knowing look in response - of course neither of them believed that story but were just patiently waiting for Mercedes to admit her crush and David to realize he could do much better than Melanie and that the long distance thing wouldn't matter at all. Of course Kurt knew he was a bit of a hypocrite considering he still hadn't talked about whatever was going on with himself and Blaine, but that was a topic for another time. Right now they had the midnight screening of Harry Potter to look forward to.
Pulling into the parking lot, Kurt raised an eyebrow at the teenagers walking past in costume, hoping Blaine wouldn't notice. But of course he did, an elbow to Kurt's ribs a second later making that clear. "You told me I'd stand out if I dressed up!"
"Same!" David frowned at him, then turned to Blaine. "Who would you have been?"
Kurt rolled his eyes and quickly left the car, taking Mercedes's arm and dragging her on ahead as the two boys eagerly began talking costumes. "Are you sure this was a good idea?" Mercedes whispered to him before they swapped a fond smile. Of course they both knew that neither of them would change their boys for anything, even if neither of them were technically theirs yet.
They had pre-booked so David and Blaine volunteered to get the candy while Kurt and Mercedes went and got their seats. Kurt was slightly hesitant about that, knowing Blaine would probably try to get him to eat popcorn covered in grease, but was pleasantly surprised and a little touched when the two appeared with Blaine carrying a bag of gummy bears - Kurt's guilty pleasure when it came to confectionary. "Thank you," he whispered over the sound of the previews, his fingers brushing lightly against Blaine's as he sat down and handed it over.
"You're welcome," Blaine murmured back. On Kurt's other side, Mercedes was accepting popcorn from David, smiling almost shyly and Kurt couldn't get over how perfect it was. No, it wasn't a date, but Kurt could easily see this same scenario happening someday with the four of them being two couples instead. He was so distracted by this thought that he almost missed the start of the movie.
It didn't take long until Kurt found himself beginning to tear up. Of course it was irrational to cry over an owl, but Hedwig was gorgeous and had been there ever since the first movie. He tried to keep anybody from noticing but Blaine seemed to have a sixth sense when it came to Kurt and crying and looked over at him immediately. "You okay?" Kurt nodded and then Blaine's hand was resting on his arm, squeezing gently, and Kurt had to hide a smile. Maybe my crying thing won't be such an issue after all.
By the time Dobby had rescued everybody from the manor, Kurt was tense with anticipation and Blaine's arm was around his shoulders. And when Harry saw the knife sticking out of Dobby, Kurt couldn't bear to watch anymore and ducked his head. The next thing he knew, Blaine was tugging him in closer, allowing Kurt to bury his head in his shoulder with one eye peeking out to see what happened. He could hear the sound of sniffing in the theatre and knew he wasn't the only one crying - and, come to think of it, Blaine's grip was a little bit shaky…
Pulling back, Kurt lifted his head to see Blaine's eyes looking slightly damp with a tear threatening to escape. Before he thought about it, Kurt reached out to wipe it away, his thumb lingering for a few seconds longer than normal. As he moved his hand away, Blaine caught it and Kurt felt his breath hitch. Even in the darkness of the theatre he could see the way Blaine was staring at him, his gaze somehow soft and fierce at the same time. And this time Kurt found that he was the one moving in, searching Blaine's eyes to be sure this was what he wanted and not finding any hints of uncertainty. I'm going to do it this time.
"Kurt?"
Oh for the love of Gucci!
Sighing, Kurt turned to Mercedes who was tugging on his arm, gesturing down to where David was leaning against her shoulder, clearly upset about the movie as well. What do I do? she mouthed to him frantically, one arm hesitantly wrapped around his back. Kurt mimed stroking his arm and after a second of apprehension, Mercedes copied the gesture, David leaning into it gratefully. Kurt gave Mercedes a teasing glance before turning back to Blaine who was… watching the movie? Yes, Blaine was fully engrossed again, their hands still linked together but clearly not Blaine's priority anymore.
Suppressing a sigh, Kurt turned back and resumed watching the movie. But if he had been able to see Blaine properly, he would have noticed the way he was biting his lip and the slightly glazed look in his eyes that meant he was miles away.
four.
"I love you,"
Kurt glanced across at Mercedes for a moment before turning to the rest of the Warblers and suddenly realizing that Blaine was staring right at him. What?
And then they were dispersing through the restaurant, as planned. Kurt watched out the corner of his eye as Blaine sang to an unimpressed Santana and couldn't hide a smile, but his mind was still completely focused on what he thought he had seen earlier.
After everything they had gone through recently with the whole Jeremiah thing, Kurt had begun to realize just how much of a teenage boy Blaine really was. For a while there, Kurt had been almost worried that Blaine was perfect, and Kurt would never be enough for him. But now he realized that Blaine had no idea what he was doing, except when he was singing. His songs were his mask. And instead of turning Kurt away from Blaine, that just made him love him even more.
So, if Blaine had been madly in love with Jeremiah just a few days ago, why did he just sing his love to Kurt? Kurt shrugged it off as he joined formation again, deciding he had probably just imagined it.
"Love isn't silly at all, no not at all!"
And there it was again! There was no denying it this time, Kurt decided. That time, Blaine had definitely been singing it to Kurt.
So what does it mean?
Making his way across the restaurant, Kurt leaned across the booth to sing to Rachel and Mercedes. As he received a hug from Rachel, he noticed Santana wrapping her arms around Wes and winced, hoping nothing came of it. Wes was a nice guy and probably wouldn't quite be able to handle Santana's advances.
"I love you,"
Kurt mouthed the words to the girls, making a heart with his hands as he joined the rest of the Warblers on the stage. And he really did love them, no matter how annoying Rachel could get. They were in the same boat as him, and they deserved their happiness, no matter whether they were single or not.
As they finished the song, the restaurant broke into applause and Kurt smiled. At least we did something good today, he told himself. He was so sick of Valentines Day being all about people in love - Valentines Day was just about love itself, and right now there was plenty of that spreading around the room.
The Warblers held their pose for a few seconds before breaking into their usual group hug. As they did, Blaine turned to Kurt, nodding to him. It was clear that Blaine thought they had done a good job as well. And then the group all pulled together, and suddenly Blaine was right in front of him.
"Best performance ever, I think," he said quietly.
Kurt swallowed the nervous lump in his throat. "Yes, you sang very well."
Blaine shook his head. "No, not the singing, what it stood for." He paused for a second. "Love."
And that look was back in Blaine's eyes, stronger than ever. It only took a second for Kurt to realize something very important; when Blaine had sung to Jeremiah, he hadn't looked at him like that. Not once.
Kurt took another step forward, scarcely daring to breathe. This time? Could it be -
And then Wes's arms were around his neck. "Kurt, very important question. Who is the girl who leeched me mid-performance?"
Suppressing a sigh, Kurt turned to his friend. "Santana. Don't do it, she's bad news." He turned back immediately, only to see Blaine in conversation with Nick about something. And once again, Kurt was left not knowing what to think.
Letting the sigh out slowly, Kurt left the group and made his way over to Rachel and Mercedes. At least he knew they would understand.
five.
Kurt shook his head as Blaine held the door open for him but stepped through anyway, secretly flattered. It was just one of their usual coffee 'not-dates', but Kurt relished every one. It was an opportunity to be alone with Blaine after all, and this one was especially important because Blaine was going home for his sister's wedding, which meant Kurt wouldn't see him for a few days. Not that Kurt would ever admit how much he was going to miss Blaine, of course. Because they were just friends, and friends didn't do that sort of stuff.
Kurt's mind helpfully tried to bring up the previous occasions where it had seemed like he and Blaine were more than just friends, which he pushed away. Just because Blaine was the flirty type didn't mean that there was more going on there. After all, he and Blaine had never discussed any of the events after they had happened, which made it clear to Kurt that he had just been imagining it. After all, if Blaine wanted to kiss him, he would have done so by now. Right?
"Well, I guess I'll see you on Friday." Blaine stopped by Kurt's car and Kurt pulled himself out of thought, nodding.
"Yeah. Have fun with your family."
Blaine pulled a face. "Wouldn't count on that. I might be texting you incessantly for some sanity."
Kurt laughed. "Feel free. Dalton's going to be nothing without you." A second later he realized what he had said and, to his horror, felt the blush spreading across his cheeks. "I mean -"
"I know what you mean." Blaine's voice was quiet. "I - I'll miss you."
Really? "I'll miss you too," Kurt all but whispered.
Blaine was staring at him with the look that Kurt was so familiar with - the look that had been on his face ever since Kurt had sung Blackbird the other day - but this time he seemed to be asking a question as well. Swallowing hard, Kurt nodded, hoping the message had gotten through.
Apparently it had. Blaine leant in, taking one of Kurt's hands as their heads moved closer together, almost in slow motion. And this time it had to happen, they had waited for so long...
"Excuse me? Sir!"
Kurt growled as he pulled away, turning to see the barista jogging over. "You left your change," she said breathlessly, handing over a few dollars to Blaine before heading back inside. Kurt watched her go, shaking his head, before turning back with the intention to pick up right where they had left off.
Except Blaine clearly didn't have the same idea, his keys already out of his pocket. "I - we'll talk about ... this when I get back, okay?"
Kurt raised an eyebrow, but reluctantly agreed that was probably for the best. Waving Blaine off, Kurt slumped back against his car and let out that familiar sigh. This is never going to happen...
And then he realized. I need to stop waiting. I have to make it happen.
one.
Kurt had prepared himself for this moment - in fact, he had been preparing himself for the last ten minutes ever since he had seen Blaine's car pull into the student parking lot. But seeing Blaine standing in the doorway, a piece of paper in hand, made Kurt's heart beat way too fast for his own good. Blaine raised an eyebrow at him then glanced down at the piece of paper. "Come to the choir room as soon as possible," he read out before looking back up at Kurt and smiling. "I'm here."
"You are," Kurt agreed then subtly kicked himself. "Come sit down." Blaine crossed the room and took the seat on the couch next to him. "So, did you have a good time? How was the wedding?"
"It was great, she looked really happy." Blaine placed the note on the arm of the chair - gently, Kurt realized, as if he didn't want to do anything to ruin it - before turning to face him fully. "How was your week here?"
Kurt attempted to smile and hoped it didn't look too pained. "You know what Dalton's like. Worked, sang… thought." Blaine simply raised an eyebrow in response. "Do you know what I thought about, Blaine?"
"I'm assuming since you called me down here, it was something to do with me." Blaine steepled his fingers together in what Kurt knew was a nervous habit. "Probably something to do with what happened at the coffee shop last week."
Kurt nodded. "It is. And since you said we would talk about it, I've been thinking a lot about it. I guess the thing I really need to know is… um." Kurt sighed. "Do you still want to do that?"
"Yes," Blaine said immediately before blushing a dark red as Kurt stared at him in wonder. "I mean… no, that's what I meant. Yes, I do."
"Why?" Kurt found himself asking. Obviously he knew why, but he needed to hear it from Blaine for it to be true in his mind. Right now he was just in an elaborately created dream.
Blaine chuckled low in his throat. "Because I like you, Kurt, and I spent most of my week away thinking that I should have just kissed you then while I had the chance and worrying that I'd come back and I'd have run out of time…" Blaine's face suddenly changed. "Oh, I just assumed - do you still want to? And did you want to in the first place?"
"Yes," Kurt said softly and, with a boldness he usually didn't attribute to himself, reached out to take Blaine's hands. "And yes. Absolutely." And there was that look again, and this time Kurt knew it was going to happen. Licking his lips in apprehension, he saw Blaine's glance drop and his eyes widen slightly. "So, I think you should do it," he finished, waiting for Blaine's eyes to meet his again.
Blaine nodded and began to lean in, Kurt closing his eyes in preparation, waiting, feeling Blaine getting closer, his breath against his lips, so close…
"… pretty sure I left it on the table."
And then Blaine was gone. Kurt opened his eyes to see him sitting back, glancing towards the door. The sound of a few pairs of feet could be heard and Wes was still talking to whoever he was with, clearly headed in the direction of the room. And with that, Kurt resigned himself to the fact that they were going to be interrupted yet again and it wasn't going to happen this time…
You need to make the opportunity.
"No," Kurt murmured. "Not this time. No more interruptions."
Grabbing Blaine's face in his hands, he pulled him back in and kissed him just as the footsteps stopped in the doorway. Kurt was only going to make it quick, completely aware that there were about three sets of eyes on them, but as soon as Blaine began to kiss him back he couldn't think to stop. It was worth the waiting, the persistence, the wondering whether he had just made it all up… all of that finally came together and ceased to matter. What mattered was that he was finally kissing Blaine.
A loud cough from the door broke Kurt out of his haze and he sighed before gently pushing Blaine away. "What?" he called irritably without looking up.
"Just… ah, don't mind us. Just getting some sheet music."
Kurt rolled his eyes. "You could have done that while we were kissing, you know?"
Nick laughed. "Very true, you probably wouldn't have noticed. But Jeff and I wanted to express our strongest emotions on this venture."
Frowning at Blaine, Kurt turned to face the three boys. Wes was edging along to the table as if he couldn't break eye contact with them, but Nick and Jeff were standing in the doorway, their faces impassive. "What do you mean?" he asked, suddenly hesitant. Do they not approve of us being together or something?
"All we can say is about freaking time."
With that the three boys quickly left, Wes shooting them a slightly nervous smile as he did. Kurt couldn't help but laugh quietly before turning back to Blaine who looked confused. "They're right, you know," he explained. "It did take us a long time to get that kiss."
"It did," Blaine agreed, finally looking completely at ease. "But we got there in the end and that's what matters. We got each other out of all of this."
And then Blaine leant in to kiss him for their first uninterrupted kiss. Finally.
MusicalEscape:
"Blaine... I want to go back to McKinley..."
"What? But- but I won't be there with you! And Karofksy! And I'll have to go days without kissing you!"
"I have to-"
"Is this about standing up for yourself? Kurt, I-"
"No. They started selling Revines in the cafeteria."