So most of you saw I posted a T-rated story last night and a few people have commented that they don't think they're old enough to read it so they haven't. I appreciate your honesty and restraint so much :) I don't ever want any of my younger readers to read something they shouldn't simply because it's written by me and they read all of my stories, hence the rating. For those who do think they're old enough and haven't found it, it's called Pamphlets, based on Sexy and it's basically Kurt and Blaine getting a few things straight in their relationship. It's also been getting phenomenal reviews so thank you heaps, guys :)
89 hour string of shifts over!
From totallygilmore: Blaine runs after Kurt (after the kilt disapproval from Blaine and Burt) in 'Prom Queen' and tells him what he is really thinking and then in they share their first kiss. Or something like that.
TGTDOSBDK.
I set myself a challenge to write this chapter in half an hour about a month ago. And it turned out to be one of my favourites.
(I know I'm saying that a bit lately but I had a string of amazing prompts around this time that I just loved writing and feel turned out really well)
Kilt
"So I am wearing this suit. I worked hard on it, and I think it's fantastic." Kurt dropped his arms, turning his attention back to Blaine, who was horrified to see that he looked close to tears. "And if you don't want to join me... I completely understand."
And with that, Kurt turned and walked back towards his room. There was a few seconds of absolute silence where Blaine just stared at the spot where Kurt had been standing, then he turned his attention to Burt helplessly. He knew the rules - he and Kurt weren't allowed to be in Kurt's room alone together - but surely this wouldn't...
"Go," Burt said, nodding towards the hall. "You're the only one who'll have any chance of talking to him right now anyway."
That was all Blaine needed, almost out of the room before Burt had finished talking. He twisted his fingers together as he neared Kurt's door, trying to figure out what he could say to fix things before giving up and knocking. "Kurt?"
"Don't bother," came his boyfriend's voice, sounding defeated. "You can just tell me through the door."
"Kurt, of course I still want to go to Prom with you!"
There was a few seconds of silence, then the door swung open. Kurt was clearly trying to look stern, but the redness around his eyes was affecting Blaine a lot more than any glare could. "You want to go to Prom with me, just not me in this outfit."
Kurt turned and walked back into his room, Blaine following quickly behind. "No, that's not what I said -"
"You did, out there. You agreed with my dad that I shouldn't wear this, that I shouldn't be allowed to express myself. On the one night that everybody else gets to dress up and look their best, I should have to settle for something less than that?" Kurt sighed angrily. "Blaine, you know me. At least I thought," he added quietly, continuing before Blaine could interrupt. "You know what I'm like with fashion. To wear something else, something... traditional... that's not me. And saying that I should is like saying I have to change myself."
Kurt sat on the edge of his bed, staring at the floor. Blaine hadn't moved since Kurt had begun talking, each sentence slamming into him with the force of a truck. Kurt thinks I want to change him. Kurt thinks I'm ashamed of him.
"Hey, listen to me." Blaine knelt down in front of Kurt, reaching out for his hands which Kurt gave reluctantly. "Let me just start by saying I love your outfit. I'm serious," he said when Kurt gave him an incredulous look. "I love all of your outfits. Just because I can't pull off fashion doesn't mean I'm not fashion conscious, and you always look great. This is no exception." He stroked the edge of Kurt's tuxedo jacket with one thumb, finally eliciting a small smile from his boyfriend.
Taking a deep breath, Blaine steeled himself for the next bit. "I just don't trust your school. Just because two people are doing their bit to put a stop to the bullying does not mean it's gone. And you were right when you said Prom was about joy, which is why I don't want your night - our night - to be ruined because some people think that your outfit is reason to hate us. I want you to have a Prom to remember for the right reasons."
He knew Kurt was drawing the connection to Blaine's Sadie Hawkins dance, and that was exactly where he had been headed with the conversation. Kurt deserved to have his night where he could be himself without any fear of judgement, but it wasn't going to happen at that school unless he put his head down and did his best not to draw attention to himself.
"Blaine," Kurt said quietly, "I know it's a difficult topic, but at your dance, why did they beat you up?"
Blaine frowned, swallowing the lump in his throat. "Because I had just come out and I took another guy."
Kurt nodded, eyebrow raised as if waiting for Blaine to understand something. "What did you wear?"
"Just a suit, nothing fancy..." Oh.
"Exactly." Kurt slid down off the bed so they were eye to eye. "Blaine, they know I'm gay. They know what me bringing another guy means. Do you think it's going to matter whether I wear a plain suit or this or... or a giant banana outfit?" Blaine couldn't help his snort of laughter at that. "Yes, bad image, I know. But my point remains. It's not about what I'm wearing, it's about me. They hate me anyway, if they're going to try anything, they're going to do it regardless of what I'm wearing. They're going to do it because I'm there and I'm gay and they can't find it in their tiny little brains to accept me that way."
Blaine knew he had finally gotten it. "And so you're going to be yourself to prove that their hatred can't stop you." Kurt nodded, finally smiling at him properly. "You are amazing."
And before he could stop himself, Blaine was leaning in to press his lips gently against Kurt's. There was a horrible moment when Kurt stiffened and Blaine immediately moved to pull away, thinking he had done the wrong thing. But then Kurt was kissing him back, softly and hesitantly but so beautifully.
Kurt broke the kiss far too soon for Blaine's liking, murmuring, "My dad is just out there, if he happened to walk in..."
Blaine nodded, understanding perfectly. He stood, offering a hand to Kurt who brushed himself off quickly before they returned to the living room. "So, what should I wear to match this wonderful outfit?"
Kurt sized him up for a minute. Just as they reached the living room where Burt and Finn were still sitting, Kurt announced, "You know, I reckon I could whip up a kilt in your size."
There was a stunned silence for approximately two seconds, then Kurt burst into laughter. "You should see all of your faces!" He shook his head, placing a hand on Blaine's arm. "No, I wouldn't do that to you. A plain suit is fine." And as they sat back down so Kurt could explain his point of view to his father, he finished his sentence, smirking at Blaine. "After all, I think I'm the only one who can really rock this look."
And Blaine had to agree.
They're just all kinds of gorgeous.
MusicalEscape:
"OH MY GOSH! Kurt, another Katy Perry moment in our relationship!" *starts singing Not Like the Movies*
"No. No, Blaine, honey. If you don't stop, I won't let you touch the hair." *flips hair elegantly*
*stops singing and watches hair like a puppy*
We all love the hair... don't we? :P