I DONT WANT TO HEAR A WORD ABOUT 03X01!
I am dead serious here. If I get any reviews telling me what happened in the episode before I get to see it, I will boycott my own story. This is how much I do not want spoilers. You can obviously give general opinions ("I hated it," "I thought it was fantastic," "It wasn't what I expected,") and so on but nothing that will allude to anything, please. And a note to anybody who doesn't get Glee for a few more days/weeks/whatever, I will have an authors note coming up where I talk about the episode but I'll give plenty of warning about that, okay?
I had fire training today. I'm fire phobic. It was practical. You can just imagine my joy...
From dadiva18: Blindfolded 7 minutes in heaven. Everyone knows who is in there, except for them two! :)
Original Song happened, just not the Klaine stuff. So Kurt is back at McKinley, and the Warblers have missed him so they throw a combined party for him =D the rest, as they say, is history.
Blind
Kurt.
"Alright... alright!"
Wes held up his hand, yelling above the chaos. The combined Warblers and New Directions group eventually settled, half-heartedly giving Wes their attention. "I have an idea."
Kurt raised an eyebrow as he stood. "If it involves your gavel, I'm not in."
Laughter filled the room and Blaine caught his eye, winking. Kurt sat back down with a smirk on his face. There was no alcohol - as much as Puck complained beforehand - but the level of crazy hadn't diminished at all. Once Kurt had ensured that none of the New Directions members were going to break anything, he had sat back and enjoyed hanging out with both of his show choirs. And Blaine, of course.
Wes frowned, but there were hints of a smile. "No, Kurt. New Directions on that side, Warblers on this side." As the groups split, Wes gestured to Puck to join him. Kurt watched Wes whisper in Puck's ear, shaking his head. That is the weirdest bromance ever...
Puck grinned, fist-bumping Wes before moving across to try and put his arm around Lauren again. The girl stepped aside, smirking and shaking her head. Wes stepped over to the Warbler side of the room. "You guys go out of the room, we'll stay here. Pick one person and blindfold them, then come back in." David began to laugh, gesturing for New Directions to leave.
As soon as they were out in the hall, Puck immediately turned to the others. "Alright, who's volunteering?"
"Are you going to explain what it is?" Lauren snapped her gum, looking bored.
"Seven minutes in heaven."
Tina clapped her hands together excitedly. "Awesome! Not in though, I don't want to kiss anybody other than Mike."
Puck nodded. "That's fair enough. I need to oversee things so it can't be me."
Santana looked like she was thinking. "There's really only a few hot guys in there and I think most of those were gay. Plus, I can hook up with whoever I want after the party." Kurt made a mental note to spread the word to warn - or inform - the Warbler boys later.
Finn and Rachel glanced at each other before shaking their heads. Sam was also backing out. "You know I don't have a problem with gays, but I'd rather not spend seven minutes in a closet with a guy." Mercedes simply raised her hand which was linked with Sam's.
And now all the eyes were on Kurt. He raised an eyebrow. "How did I know this would happen? Alright, I guess I know them best to avoid any potential awkwardness, though I think most of the other guys were hoping for one of you girls... probably Quinn."
Quinn ducked her head. "Flattered, but not interested. Plus, I'd probably start talking and mess things up."
Kurt sighed. "Okay, blindfold me."
Puck grabbed one of the Warbler ties Wes had given him and gestured for Kurt to turn around. The last thing Kurt saw was Mercedes grinning at him before his vision was completely gone.
"How many fingers am I holding up?"
Kurt smirked. "Puck, if you haven't learnt how to count by senior year, I can't help you."
Santana snickered, and then Kurt felt a hand on his back. "I'll guide you in, bro."
"Thanks, Finn." Another arm - Mercedes, Kurt guessed - was linked in his and they led him into the room. There was a moment of silence, then the sound of laughter from both sides of the room. Kurt desperately wanted to ask what was funny, but stayed silent.
"Alright, person in the New Directions blindfold?" Kurt inclined his head slightly, indicating that he was listening to Wes. "And person in the Warbler blindfold?" There was a second of silence. "Good. You're going to be led into a closet on the other side of the room and locked in for seven minutes. That time is yours to do what you will with it, but of course you both know what you're meant to do with the time."
There was a noise that sounded like Puck had fist-bumped Wes again, then Wes continued. "Remember, no talking in that time. At the end, you can guess who you were with if you like. Understood?"
Kurt nodded, assuming the other person was doing the same. "Alright then."
Finn's hand was on his back again, leading him in the other direction where Kurt knew a closet was waiting. They stopped for a second and Kurt heard the shuffling sound that indicated that the first person had been led in. In the few seconds that Kurt had to think, he found himself mentally running through the possibilities of who he could have to spend the next seven minutes with. Who would I actually be comfortable doing this with?
As the gentle shove came to his back and he stumbled in, hearing the door close behind him, the answer was simple. Blaine.
Blaine.
Wes stretched out the tie between his hands, glancing around the group. "Right, who's up for the challenge?"
Nick and Jeff were shaking their heads instantly. "Not happening," Jeff said, squeezing Nick's hand. Nick nodded his agreement.
"Okay, fair enough." Wes glanced around the rest of the group. "I'm assuming everybody with a girlfriend is out too?" After receiving nods from various members, Wes thought for a second. "That leaves Thad, Cameron and Blaine."
The three boys looked at each other. Cameron spoke up first. "I'd actually rather not, to be honest. I'd like to get to know Quinn better, and I don't think she's the closet type."
"You know I'm usually up for the challenge," Thad chipped in before Blaine could speak, "but there's a few girls - and guys for that matter - that I'd rather not chance it on."
Wes was now staring at Blaine who sighed. "You know there's a 95% chance that they're going to put up a girl because we're all guys?" He shook his head, glancing around at the other boys. "Fine, I'll do it."
He turned, allowing Wes to tie the tie around his eyes. Before anybody else could say anything, the sound of footsteps came from the doorway as the New Directions group re-entered the room. Blaine heard the sound of laughter - Nick in particular sounded rather amused - and Blaine presumed that one of the girls had been chosen. But what if it's Finn or someone?
"Alright, person in the New Directions blindfold?" A moment of silence, and then Wes continued. "And person in the Warbler blindfold?" Blaine elbowed him, smirking. "Good. You're going to be led into a closet on the other side of the room and locked in for seven minutes. That time is yours to do what you will with it, but of course you both know what you're meant to do with the time." Blaine could hear Nick and Jeff whispering softly behind him, but before he could pick anything out, Wes was talking. "Remember, no talking in that time. At the end, you can guess who you were with if you like. Understood?"
Blaine nodded, and then someone grabbed his arm, turning him in the direction of the closet. "Good luck," came David's voice, whispered in his ear before he was pushed in. Turning on the spot, Blaine had a few seconds to wonder just what he had gotten himself in for and then there was another person invading his space, right in front of him.
The door closed. "Alright, you have seven minutes starting now!"
Blaine took a deep breath, before reaching his hands out carefully. He wasn't sure whether it was a guy or a girl in front of him, so he had to be very careful about where he put his hands. As he reached out, he felt another pair of hands meet his, fumbling against one another for a second before closing instinctively over one another. Blaine ran his thumb over the skin. It was smooth and very soft - usually an indication of a girl. He couldn't stop the twang of disappointment when he realized this. Blaine had been hoping for Kurt - not that he would have told anybody that - but he was a good sport and figured he'd go for it anyway.
The person across from him moved forward slightly, and Blaine began to trail his hands up the slender arms, still trying to work out who it was. He had instantly ruled out Mercedes and Lauren - neither girl were quite skinny enough to fit this build. Praying that it wasn't Santana, Blaine continued moving up to the shoulders, continuing to eliminate people as he did. It certainly wasn't Rachel, she was a lot shorter than whoever this person was.
Blaine knew that the best way to figure it out was to continue moving upwards, so gently ran his hands up the sides of the person's neck before freezing. His thumbs brushed against a lump that certainly didn't belong on a girl's throat.
That means this is a guy.
Alright, Blaine thought to himself, you already know this isn't Puck or Finn. Sam plays guitar so he'd have callouses... so it's either Mike or - or Kurt.
Blaine continued to move his hands up, running them through the soft hair on the sides of the face. As his hands brushed over the boy's cheekbones, there was a quiet inhalation and Blaine's heart jumped. He knew that sound, and he should have known it from the second their hands touched...
This is Kurt. I'm in a closet with Kurt.
"Can you hear anything?"
Puck shook his head, pulling away from the door with a glass in his hand. He walked back across the room to where the others were sprawled on the couches, sitting next to Lauren. "Not a thing. I don't know whether that's bad or ... good."
"Wanky!"
Mercedes rolled her eyes, glancing over at Wes. "How much longer?"
"Five minutes."
Kurt.
As soon as the hands touched his, fingers lacing automatically, Kurt knew.
Oh, he had hoped, of course, but there was no denying the feeling of the other boys hands in his. The callouses from guitar playing, but with skin still at least relatively cared for. The hand that had reached out to him on the staircase and had been entwined with his as they ran through the halls.
It's Blaine.
Kurt instinctively shuffled a little closer, before stopping. Wait... what exactly am I meant to do?
He wasn't sure whether Blaine knew who he was, but since Blaine's hands were currently ghosting up his arms, he figured the other boy wasn't sure. And he didn't know whether he wanted Blaine to figure it out or not. On one hand, Kurt could take the opportunity to do some things he'd always wanted to do with Blaine and then escape before the other boy could learn his identity. But he also wanted to know what Blaine's reaction might be to finding himself locked in a closet with Kurt.
Blaine's hands were running up his neck, before freezing. Kurt knew Blaine's mind was narrowing things down, working slowly towards the only possible candidate. And then the hands were moving again, running through his hair and across his face...
Kurt gasped quietly and Blaine stopped again. And this time, Kurt knew that he knew.
Now what, Blaine?
Ever so slowly, Blaine's fingers moved down his cheekbones, Kurt resisting the urge to tilt his head back at the sensations overtaking him. As they drifted across his lips, Kurt's breathing grew shallow and a shiver ran down his spine. Blaine pulled away and Kurt heard a whimper before realizing it came from himself.
And then Blaine was back, but this time it wasn't his fingers against Kurt's lips.
Kurt was instinctively kissing back before he even realized what was happening. By the time his brain had caught up, his arms were around Blaine's waist, pulling the other boy closer to him as they kissed hungrily. Blaine's hands were in his hair, running his fingers through and occasionally tugging at strands lightly in a way that only made Kurt kiss him more.
Kurt's hands were now running across Blaine's back, as if taking in everything for memory. He wasn't sure what was going to happen once their time was up, whether Blaine was just doing this for the fun of it or actually wanted to be with Kurt, but he was going to make the most of it either way. After all, the boy he was in love with was kissing him like there was no tomorrow.
And then, somehow, Blaine had Kurt's bottom lip and was nibbling on it gently and Kurt stopped breathing. As soon as he remembered that hey, oxygen is our friend, he pushed Blaine back up against the wall and attacked his lips, only hesitating for a second before letting his tongue slip through into Blaine's mouth. Blaine growled against his lips, drawing him closer.
Kurt knew this was the kind of making out that he had always figured would be sloppy and gross and unappealing. So maybe it was just Blaine that made this the best thing he had ever done. He didn't know and really couldn't care.
"One minute left! Make sure you're decent!"
Kurt pulled away, sighing. Puck will pay for that later, he decided, smoothing down his hair and clothes. He stepped back to give Blaine some room to do the same, and began to shift from foot to foot nervously. Now that they had stopped attacking each other's faces, Kurt realized that they were about to go out there and actually look at each other. Just as he heard the sound of footsteps making their way over to the cupboard, Blaine's hand was in his, squeezing gently before releasing it as the door opened.
A hand was on Kurt's shoulder, guiding him out of the closet. He heard someone else move in behind him and bring Blaine out, and both boys were moved into what must have been the middle of the room.
"Welcome back." Kurt could hear the smirk in Wes's voice. "Now I have to ask you whether you'd like to reveal who you are to the other person. Just nod or shake your head."
Kurt didn't even have to think about it. No matter what happened, that had been one hell of a kiss and he wanted Blaine to know who was responsible for it.
"Okay then." Wes spoke a second later. "Take off your blindfolds."
Kurt fumbled with the knot in the tie, ripping it off his head and slowly opening his eyes.
Blaine.
"One minute left! Make sure you're decent!"
As Kurt pulled away, Blaine resisted the urge to groan or do something equally as embarrassing that would show just how disappointed he was that their time was up. He flattened his hair and tugged at his shirt, trying to look like he hadn't just made out with his best friend who he was also kind of completely in love with.
Blaine wasn't sure what was going to happen once they were back in the room. He and Kurt had never talked about their feelings - and why would they have? As far as Blaine had known, Kurt only saw him as a friend. Except friends don't make out with friends like that unless they want more... do they?
Blaine could hear the sound of Kurt shuffling and knew his friend would be pacing if there was enough room. Reaching out, he somehow managed to find Kurt's hand and squeezed it quickly. The door opened and he quickly let go, waiting for someone to lead Kurt out before another person grabbed his shoulders and guided him across the room. He could hear Kurt just in front of him and just wanted to reach out...
"Welcome back." Blaine jumped slightly, unaware that Wes had been right next to him. "Now I have to ask you whether you'd like to reveal who you are to the other person. Just nod or shake your head."
Can you risk it?
There was only one answer that Blaine could give.
"Okay then. Take off your blindfolds."
Blaine ripped the tie off straight away, forcing his eyes to adjust to the light. For a few seconds right at the end, there was a moment of panic thinking what if it's not Kurt?
And then his eyes adjusted fully to see Kurt standing in front of him, holding a tie loosely in his hands and blinking furiously against the light. Blaine knew the second his eyes adjusted - the moment of shock followed by a hesitant happiness.
"So, did you guess -?"
Puck's words were cut off abruptly as Blaine reached out, grabbing Kurt and pulling him towards him again. They kissed for a few seconds before Blaine pulled away, smiling at Kurt innocently. "Did we guess, Kurt? Personally, I thought you were Finn."
"I had my hopes set on Thad... but I guess you'll do." Kurt winked, lacing their fingers together as he leant in for another kiss. There was a moment of stunned silence, then;
"WANKY!"
I sent this fic to Angela as I was writing. About halfway through, I decided to be cruel and sent her an 'alternate ending' as the real thing. So this is what she randomly got sent.
"Okay, take off your blindfolds."
Kurt pulled his blindfold off, turning to smile knowingly at ... THAD?
"Oh, hey, Kurt. Did you like it?" Thad winked and Kurt's jaw dropped. He searched the room frantically, only to see Blaine sitting on a couch next to Jeff and Nick, looking at him curiously.
She kinda hated me for a little bit there...
MusicalEscape:
"Warblers, junior members Kurt and Blaine have a duet they have been practicing."
"Um, we're not ready-"
"Just do what you practiced all week."
"Alright..." *starts making out with Kurt*