2.5 hours until Glee =D I've heard that the episode is amazing but nothing other than that... really. Except, of course, those amazing photos that I won't elaborate on for those who don't want spoilers. You'll hear my opinions in a few days. I just can't believe the hiatus is coming up now... sigh.

I had something else to say but I accidentally deleted my first authors note and now I can't remember. Double sigh.

From I'llrockyoursocks: YOU HAVE TO DO A TRUTH OR DARE PROMPT FOR KISS. PRETTY PLEASE.

OF COURSE.

(I feel like Dot Marie Jones on Twitter ;) )

Dare

"Can you please explain why we have regressed to the state of twelve year olds at their first slumber party?"

Blaine pouted. "Because there's never an age that's too old to play Truth or Dare and I'm bored?"

Kurt couldn't help but laugh, mainly at his own comment. "Okay, there's something just a little bit weird about talking about my boyfriend having a slumber party with me. Santana would be making innuendos… that said, Santana would have been making innuendos the second you showed up at my house and told me to entertain you."

"I thought Santana had been making innuendos since we started dating?" Blaine settled more comfortably back against Kurt's pillows. "And like I said, I'm bored. Everybody else at Dalton went home for the weekend so the next logical option was to come and see you and playing Truth or Dare just seemed like a good way to pass the time."

Kurt wisely bit back a snarky comment about how most people who were dating would come to a very different conclusion about what to do when they were alone together. He didn't want to push the subject, even though he was confused as anything as to why Blaine kept pulling away every time he made any move towards kissing him. Kurt still hadn't plucked up the courage to talk to him about it and was just waiting for Blaine to either kiss him or explain.

And it wasn't that Kurt didn't love spending time just hanging out with Blaine - in fact, he was so grateful for it considering he saw so many other relationships lose their friendship aspect once they started actually dating. He and Blaine could still sing their way through musicals and go shopping - reluctantly, on Blaine's part - and so far they hadn't had to worry about the other flirting with other boys or anything of that sort. It had been so easy so far and Kurt couldn't believe he wanted things to change. But he did.

All I want is to be kissed.

And then an idea struck him that would solve at least three of his problems. "Okay," he said quickly, grabbing his phone. "We can play Truth or Dare."

Blaine blinked up at him. "We can?"

Kurt quickly finished his text and hit send, waiting until he heard the familiar beep of Blaine's phone. "We can, but you need to abide by that."

Blaine dug his phone out of his pocket, looking confused. "Blaine wants to play Truth or Dare," he read out loud, "so I thought I'd better make this interesting. Be here in 20 minutes if you're in." He glanced up, frowning. "Who did you send this to?"

Kurt smirked and pointedly flipped the page in the Vogue he had been reading when Blaine had arrived. Blaine pouted far too endearingly to be legal but picked up his phone again and began to play Angry Birds, Kurt rolling his eyes at his boyfriend's obvious addiction.

It only took three minutes until Kurt had his replies and estimated roughly eight minutes waiting time. "Right, you, downstairs," he ordered, kicking Blaine in the shin lightly and ignoring the squawk he received in protest. "You wanted to play this game, hurry up."

"Why can't we just play it in your room?"

Kurt rolled his eyes, standing up and offering Blaine a hand up. "Because I swore to myself that I'd never let Santana Lopez into my bedroom."

"Santana's coming?"

Blaine looked appropriately scandalized and Kurt stifled a laugh as he led his boyfriend downstairs to the living room. "Santana never misses an opportunity to play this game," he explained, pushing Blaine onto one of the couches perhaps a little rougher than necessary. "Answer the door for me."

Blaine frowned. "Where are you going?"

"I've got supplies to get."

Kurt disappeared out of the living room, returning five minutes later with a camera, a notebook and a stack of CD's which he quickly took over to the player in the corner of the room, setting up to play. By that time, Tina, Mike, Mercedes, Quinn and Santana had arrived, the latter letting out a groan when she was what was in Kurt's arms. "Hummel, I've taught you well, so you have no excuse. Where's the booze?"

"Unlike you, I don't drink," Kurt retorted. "Especially not at 2pm on a Saturday. Learn to have fun sober."

Blaine was looking positively terrified, especially when Brittany, Artie, Lauren and Puck showed up in one hit, tripling the already obscene level of noise. Kurt sighed and stuck his fingers in his mouth, letting out a piercing whistle. "You all know the drill. Get into a circle, we're just waiting for Rachel." Kurt shot another glance at Blaine before taking pity on him. "Come on, come wait with me."

Blaine immediately stood and followed Kurt into the hallway. "What is that?" he asked.

"That is New Directions at their finest." Kurt rested a hand on Blaine's arm gently. "You'll get used to them eventually - I forgot you'd only really seen them perform and the one time you all met, you were too drunk to remember."

Blaine pouted again. "Are you going to hold that against me forever?"

Kurt laughed. "Of course not, sweetheart. Just until you do something equally as embarrassing that I can use instead." And before he even had time to think about it, Kurt leaned in and kissed Blaine on the cheek.

Oh… well that changes things.

Blaine was staring at him, mouth slightly agape. But before he could say anything - and what it would have been, Kurt had no idea - the front door swung open to reveal Rachel. "Kurt Hummel, if this game involves the use of alcohol, I will have to protest."

"Hello to you too, Rachel." Kurt allowed the diva to link her arm through his. "No alcohol, I made the standard agreement with my father of no alcohol, no parties and no lewd acts with Blaine anywhere in the house."

Kurt heard Blaine choke behind them and stifled a smile. "But doesn't this technically count as a party?" Rachel asked as they entered the room.

"This isn't a party -"

Santana rolled her eyes. "Great, I might as well leave now."

"- for parental sakes," Kurt finished, shooting the girl a glare. "So nobody go spilling this to Finn either."

"Why didn't you go with them?" Tina asked.

Kurt laughed. "To spend all day watching football, you had to ask? If they'd given me a ticket, it probably would have gone straight to Blaine. But that's not what we're talking about." Kurt sat down in the empty spot of the circle, Rachel and Blaine taking seats on either side of him in an eerily similar arrangement to Rachel's party. "So, Santana, do you want to kick it off?"

"Wait a second." Blaine half-raised his hand. "Is anybody going to fill me in on the rules?"

Kurt simply smirked at him fondly. "You'll learn."

Not only did Blaine learn but he was very quickly becoming one of the most avid participants of the game. Once he realized that it was simply Truth or Dare with no holding back on what questions were asked and harsh consequences, his boyfriend finally started to let loose a little, exactly what Kurt had wanted.

"Blaine, truth or dare?"

Kurt immediately began to silently beg Blaine to pick dare - he could see the scheming look in Puck's eye and knew what would happen. But, of course, no such luck. "Truth," Blaine said cheerfully.

Puck groaned. "Well, I've got nothing. Boring, prep school."

"Why does he call me that?" Blaine whispered in Kurt's ear.

Before Kurt could roll his eyes and deliver a customary scathing retort about how obvious the answer to that question should be, Mercedes was talking. "Okay, so I met Wes and David who both made it very clear that they had girlfriends - a little too clear in my opinion. Are they in some kind of secret relationship?" Kurt snorted, not only at the question but at the fact that Mercedes was the one asking it when she was sitting just a bit too close to Sam for two 'just friends.'

Blaine coughed awkwardly. "I can assure you that Wes and David are happy with their girlfriends. David in particular. Very happy."

"Wanky," Santana purred. "Saw them getting it on, did you Anderson?"

Blaine blushed a bright red. "No! No, they just make out a lot."

Kurt rolled his eyes at Santana who was looking at him almost sympathetically. As was Quinn, to Kurt's surprise - and that was something else, even Quinn who had been president of the Celibacy Club had been making out with her boyfriend. And it wasn't like Kurt was asking Blaine for sex, all he wanted was to be kissed.

The game continued on for awhile longer, Kurt learning gems of information that he really didn't need. He could quite happily have gone on living without finding out that Santana had literally slept with every guy in their year except for four, and definitely without learning that Rachel and Finn had made out on his bed ("It was the closest!"). Just as Kurt was deliberating throwing Rachel out for scarring him for life, Santana finally made herself useful. "Hummel," she drawled, flicking her hair back. "Truth or dare?"

"Dare," Kurt said without hesitation, eliciting a few surprised glances from the others. Everybody knew it was suicidal to accept a dare from Santana and Kurt was well known for rarely choosing dare at all, no matter who it was. But Kurt had seen the look in Santana's eye and the way she glanced between him and Blaine (who were sitting further apart than Lauren and Puck for goodness sake) and knew what was coming.

"Finally, someone who doesn't wimp out!" Santana pretended to think before nodding. "Lay one on your boy," she declared, immediately holding out her fist so Puck could bump it, which he did. As did Lauren, Artie, Mike and Quinn, to Kurt's amusement.

Blaine began to splutter and Kurt tried to hide his smile before realizing he really didn't need to. "Alright," he said simply before turning to Blaine, taking his face in his hands and kissing him. And wow, it was kind of everything Kurt had imagined it would be and a million things more. Blaine's lips were warm and soft against his and his breath was puffing out against Kurt's cheek and Kurt had never felt more in love than in this moment.

Well, until the catcalls started to ring out and Kurt reluctantly pulled away, turning to glare at the other occupants of the room. Which turned out to be a vitally bad move because as he looked back, Blaine was stumbling to his feet and bolting from the room.

"Um, what just happened?" Tina asked in the silence that followed. Kurt shook his head, staring down at the floor and furiously blinking back tears because Blaine had just rejected him.

And then Santana sighed loudly. "Seriously? He was kissing you back. So just go find out what the issue is because he clearly wanted to do that too." Kurt glanced up, unsure, only to find Puck and Quinn nodding along. And as much as he never thought he would take relationship advice from any of those three, Kurt found himself trusting them as he climbed to his feet and headed out of the room, trying to figure out where Blaine had rushed off to.

He found his boyfriend sitting at the kitchen table, hands clenched together and breathing raggedly. "So," Kurt said quietly, making Blaine jump and stare up at him, "going to tell me what that was about? If you, I don't know, don't want to be with me or something, it would've been nice to have known before that."

Blaine's mouth fell open. "Kurt, no! Of course I still want to be with you! I just…" he sighed, running a hand over his face wearily.

Kurt frowned, pulling out the seat next to him and sitting sideways so he was facing Blaine. "Just what, Blaine? Don't want to kiss me?"

"I want to kiss you so much it hurts," Blaine blurted out, shocking both of them. But now that the words were coming out, it was clear that Blaine wasn't going to stop. "And I've wanted to since ages before we started dating but I knew what your last experience was like with being kissed so I was waiting until you were ready except I didn't know when that was and now we've been forced into it and that's exactly what I was trying to -"

Kurt kissed him again, a little messier since Blaine had been mid sentence, but it got his point across. "I did that because I wanted to," he murmured, watching Blaine's eyes carefully. "Both times."

"You mean, you wanted to kiss me?"

Blaine looked so confused that it nearly broke Kurt's heart. "For ages now," he said as gently as possible. "I thought you were holding back because you didn't want to."

For a long moment they stared at each other, then Blaine snickered. "Wow, you can tell we've never dated anybody before. Don't most couples talk about this sort of thing?"

"None of the ones in there," Kurt said, feeling his own laughter bubble up. "But yes, we're a bit clueless." He took Blaine's hands, running his thumbs across the skin softly. "How about once everybody else is gone, we have a conversation about all of these things and work it out so we're on the same page?"

Blaine nodded, smiling softly. "And then we can possibly continue where we left off?" And it was such an appealing suggestion that Kurt was so tempted to tell everybody else to go home so that he could curl up on the couch with Blaine and kiss him all afternoon… but no. Maybe it's time for a little payback.

"Later," Kurt said, grinning and tilting his head towards the living room where the sound of arguing had just broken out. "After all, you wanted Truth or Dare. You've got it."

The terrified look that crossed Blaine's face made it more than worth the wait.

Poor, oblivious, clueless Blaine.

MusicalEscape:

*rubs chin thoughtfully* I'm thinking up some sloggans. How about:

Chris Colfer and Darren Criss: raising the boyfriend expectations of countless fangirls.

KH and BA: Sexy for over 15 years.

Or: Kurt Hummel and Blaine Anderson: the most common reaction upon seeing them is "Where's my straight version?"

(The second is "You guys should totally be a couple." *snaps a picture with camera phone*)