I couldn't resist writing a dark!Blaine story, I'm sorry. I got most of the inspiration from YaDiva's a political romance which any of you should read because I loved it.

This is also a kinda Badboy!Blaine fic.

WARNINGS: strong language and smut, underage drinking

I don't own these characters

Kurt was so done with high school. He was the only openly gay kid in the town. The very conservative town. Which meant the majority of his day was spent being harassed by neanderthals who can't tell their right from their left. When he wasn't getting slushy facials or tossed into dumpsters he was stuck at home doing mountains of homework or working on cars in his father's shop: Hummel's tyres and lube.

Not only was his life cruel, but he was very bored and lonely. The town was never new or exciting, it was like it was stuck in a loop. The dullest loop possibly. The routine was a simpy wake-up, school/work and bullying then going home to do more work before sleeping. He gets some excitement from glee club. They get to travel around America for competitions which is amazing, and there is a lot of drama in glee club which adds a little spark to his otherwise dull life. But through this drama spawns his loneliness. All his friends get into these relationships and they have the options to break up, make up and even cheat, Kurt doesn't even get to kiss someone let alone cheat on them.

Kurt was aware there were other gay guys in Ohio, there was a gay club on the outskirts of town. But it was full of desperate and drunk men who are old enough to be his dad who want a quick fix before going back to their wives or drunk people his age who want a quick hook up and then walk away. Kurt wanted some actual feelings. He didn't want a relationship for the sex. He wants romance. He wants to slow dance and walk down the street holding hands, the occasional peck on the lips on cheeks. But Kurt figured he'd have to wait until he reaches new york before he can get any of that.

Which is why when Blaine Anderson walked into his class, he wasn't ready for what came next.

Kurt was running horribly late, for some reason his house had a powercut in the middle of the night which led to his phone dying in the night and Finn's clocks all needing resetting, so there were no alarms to wake them up. They woke up with ten minutes before they had to leave for the first day of school after Christmas. Thankfully Kurt had the instinct to decide his outfit the night before. He wore a simple straight necked striped shirt with a deep navy blazer and jeans that hugged his body just right, put together with a sailor hat that showed off his hair. Then there was his hair, that took ten minutes for itself since it was a hat hairstyle so not the entire thing had to be coifed. But still by the time he was upstairs for breakfast he was running late and Finn wasn't even here yet. Kurt pulled a smoothie out of the fridge and a straw for himself and put bread in the toaster for Finn while he awaited the stomps of Finn's feet on the stairs to get his toast. They took longer than usual, making them even later. Time was being eaten away. Finally, Finn appeared in his letterman jacket, which explains why he was taking so much longer, there would be no way he would have been able to find that on his floor quickly.

"Finn, I made your toast, you can eat it in the car, let's go."

"Thanks man, I think I've got everything"

Thankfully Burt had already left so he wasn't aware they were late and their rushing around the house. Today wasn't Kurt's day. His car refused to start until the seventh try, where cars came out of nowhere blocking his pull out path. When he was able to reverse out of his space he somehow forgot about the roadworks so that put them in traffic. At the school, the car park was full except the spots at the back of the lot, adding extra minutes to their lateness. That was great. As soon as the car was in park, Finn ran out towards the boys' locker rooms using the shortcut through the back so he wouldn't miss too much of his double gym. Kurt, on the other hand, gave up on caring about his tardiness by the third red light. He walked in through the front gates, head high and shoulders back. He let out a breath of relief when the halls were empty. That's what happens when you're twenty-three minutes to period one. While Kurt walked to his locker he let his mind wonder since he wasn't thinking about avoiding the neanderthals shoving him into lockers for a change. He could see minor marks and dents from him being continuously pushed into the same lockers. Another example of how his life is stuck on repeat. Kurt thought of stealing the solo from Rachel Berry and the new Alexander McQueen sale happening next week. He had his eyes on some boots and a new sweater. Actually he had his eye on a lot more than that but that was all he could afford getting all his money from a small town mechanic. But Kurt knows where to get a bargain. Hence his always fabulous outfits.

Something felt off at his locker, which was a change in the routine. Like somebody was watching him. Nobody would watch him. If it was someone like Azimo or Karofsky there, he would have a new bruise by now, and if it was a teacher he would be being forced into either principal Figgins office or his lesson, which he was now 25 minutes late for. By the time he got his books and reached the class in the English block, he would be half an hour late. He's gonna need a good excuse. Thankfully he knew the teachers and the school like the back of his hand. He would be able to come up with an excuse to get him out of a late detention. However he couldn't shake the feeling of somebody watching him, but he shrugged it off and blamed the quiet empty halls giving him an eerie feeling instead of actually being watched.

If Kurt had just looked over his shoulder instead of leaving and heading to class, he would have seen the pair of hazel eyes watching him. I want him.

"Kurt Hummel, you are very late," Miss Burns said without taking her eyes off the board, the whiteboard marker squeaking.

"Sorry miss, I just, you know when you get caught up in a good book and time flies away"

"Of course I do," she didn't, "Now take your seat."

Kurt new miss would rather watch the newest episode of big brother than read a decent book, that's why that excuse worked. The only books he's ever seen in her hands are the most basic 'must reads' imaginable. It was kind of sad when he thought about it. An English teacher only reading because that what she believes she has to do not because she wants to be moved or changed or at the very least entertained in some kind of way. But he didn't care that much because it got him out of detention which he will always appreciate.

He walked to the back of the class to the table next to the bin with no window and pulled the books he needed out of his bag and got ready to catch up with any missed notes or homework, but by the almost emptiness of the board, he'd say he was good. Just when he put pen to paper, the door swung open.

"Oh please, what now-oh are you new?" that's disgusting, she's checking him out when she's like 50, I don't blame her but still. Ew

"Yes I am, sorry for being late" His voice was deep and smooth. great,I'm gonna start crushing on another straight guy.

"It happens, no worries, just take a seat." Sit next to the girls, sit next to the girl

Blaine's hazel eyes searched the classroom, looking for a certain pair of blue eyes in a navy blazer. He was there, at the back, hiding, not from him, at least not yet. Blaine approached Kurt who hadn't even noticed his approaching form, choosing instead to get the very few notes down. Unlike every other girl in the room who was watching him walk, each one's face falling everytime he didn't sit next to them whereas their boyfriends either looking nervous(what's wrong with my girl) or smug(my girl too good for you). Some of the girls literally pushed people out of chairs to make room for Blaine. Even though all that happened behind Blaine, he stayed focused on the one unfocused person in the room wondering how long until he looked into his eyes. Kurt finally noticed Blaine when he standing next to him about to sit down, and he only looked up to get the final note or else Kurt could have gone unnoticed the whole time, at least that what he thought.

"Oh, Hi," Kurt said, surprised.

"Hi, I'm Blaine" Blaine extended his hand.

"Kurt" Kurt's voice was steady and his soft hand's grip was firm, and Kurt's eyes never left Blaine's face. Which was odd. Blaine had never met anybody who hadn't checked him out the moment he saw him. Even the teacher did.

Oh my god, this man is attractive. Kurt was restricting himself from looking at this boy up and down. His face alone was stunning enough, the escaping curls framing his face and his eyes a warm caramel hazel eyes with swirls of green and brown. A dark mysterious brown that drew him in and he smelt intoxicating; Kurt could get addicted after the one whiff.

"I just need to get this down really quick," Kurt said this then turned away and continued his work. There were still students who hadn't written the teachers new notes and were looking at Blaine instead and Kurt was next to him, basically ignoring his presence. 'This is new and I love it' Blaine thought.

"Ok class, the person you sit next to will be your project partner, I hope you have all these notes down. This isn't something you can do the night before, I'm looking at your brett," Simultaneously the students staring at the new kid, turned to scribble down the last ten minutes of school work as well as any ignored notes from the first half an hour, unless you're a student called Kurt, who just finished writing down the notes and was now looking at Blaine. Not staring or gazing or drooling over, just looking.

"So you're new" Kurt knew making conversation with the new hot kid was more likely than not a bad idea, but he would get bored quickly if he didn't and Blaine probably didn't know anybody yet.

"Yep," he replied.

"Where did you come from?"

"Dalton"

"the academy, why are you here"

Blaine looked at Kurt's eyes while he spoke, "there are prettier things here"

Did he just flirt?No, he wouldn't. "I couldn't say if that's true, I've never been to dalton"

"I could, and there is, trust me"

I think that is flirting! "Blaine, are yo-" The bell rang before Kurt could finish.

"would you mind showing me where the astronomy class is?"

"Sure. The struggles of being the new kid, ay" Kurt nervously laughed 'ay' who says ay.

Blaine laughed, deep and breathy, "Right."

The astronomy room was in the science corridor which was on the way to Kur's history class, which was fortunate but Kurt would have taken Blaine even if it was the other side of the school.

They didn't get chances to talk on the small walk to the astronomy room, they got bombarded by girls, single and not, asking either them if they wanted to switch partners in English so they could have Blaine to themselves, both refusing offers.

Right before Kurt could leave Blaine, a hand snaked it way over his shoulder, spinning him so he was a breath away from Blaine's face. The warmth of his breathing ghosting over his lips and his addictive smell taking over his senses. "you tried to run away before I could give you this."

Blaine held up a small folded piece of paper between two fingers. Then his hand started heading south, and Kurt knew where this was going and he was faster than Blaine when he had surprise on his side. Kurt grabbed Blaine's travelling wrist heading behind his wait, bringing it back in front of here faces, although Kurt hadn't moved back, and he snatched it from Blaine's hand, "thanks." He said, very proud of himself. Kurt turned on his heel to class.

"Lovely view" Blaine shouted down the hall.

Kurt willed away his smile before turning back around but carrying on walking -backwards, "Its Kurt Hummel, you know"

"This view is just as good, you know"

"Fuck you"

"Nice to-do list"

Kurt opened his arms and gave Blaine a little bow, rolling his eyes then turned back to prevent walking into someone.

Oh, Kurt Hummel, you have no idea what you do to me.

In his history lesson, Kurt was completely out of focus. He didn't care about the cold war, he wanted to know more about Blaine. Even after the little happening in the middle of the hallway, girls had still come up to him asking him if he knew that Blaine was straight and to stop being selfish and let them have him. How does he do that? Blaine literally almost grabbed his ass and pulled Kurt close yet girls were still not getting the idea that this guy isn't 100% straight. The only reasoning Kurt could think of is that it's all a joke that everybody is either in on or nobody is in on. Although it wasn't funny to Kurt. All his relationship philosophy has been thrown out the window into a ten-foot hole because if Blaine kept doing what his doing Kurt wasn't sure how long he'd be able to resist him for much longer. Blaine could drag Kurt into a classroom and take him if he wanted, it wouldn't be easy, but he could do it.

Kurt had been flipping the folded noted in his hands the majority of the lesson, not daring to open it. His mind running wild over what could be one it. Some thoughts are good, some not so good. But his curiosity was killing him as he watched the white sides turn. He wouldn't be able to resist much longer. The curiosity was eating its way out, burning inside him. Eventually, he broke and opened it.

Looks like we're English partners

Can't wait to get you alone

call me

818-179-356

Kurt had no idea what was going on now. An insanely hot guy had walked into his English lesson, possible flirted and gave Kurt his number but for the last two hours girls had been flirting with Blaine and he didn't know if he was flirting back and some people have even told Kurt to back and/or that Blaine is obviously straight. Kurt isn't so sure about that last part.

When the bell rang to signal the start of break, Kurt had no idea what he was meant to of learnt but he rushing to get out of there. He wondered whether Blaine would be waiting outside his classroom, Kurt would have to pass the astronomy room to get to the choir room, so there was no way of escaping Blaine if he was. But did Kurt want to escape Blaine? The answer, no matter how much Kurt didn't want it to be, was no.

Like Kurt guessed, Blaine was waiting outside the astronomy classroom, upon spotting Kurt his smile lit up but his eyes darkened. He also wasn't alone, he was surrounded by cheerios, including Brittany and Santana who were blatantly flirty with Blaine. Santana squeezing his arm and Brittany playing with an escaped curl. Kurt was getting closer while other cheerleaders were dispersing, realising that none of Blaine's attention was on them. When he was close enough he heard Santana and Brittany talking about Blaine going on a date with both of them and seeing where it goes. However, Blaine was only lightly laughing at them with a subtle shaking of his head and a polite, "sorry ladies, but I'm not very interested." It didn't deter them though.

"Hey Kurt, look what we found" Santan smirked.

"Yeah, isn't he hot" Brittany added with a smile

Blaine stared at Kurt waiting for the answer like he already knew it. Kurt wasn't going to give him what he wanted.

"I don't know," Kurt said and for the first time letting his eyes roam over him, and he did know. The answer was most definitely yes, yes he is hot. He wasn't bulky but he definitely had muscles. His shirt hugged his frame perfectly, showing off his small waist but defined chest and toned arms and his thighs were big and the right amount of bulky in his tight jeans. These thighs were connected to a-Kurt move your eyes, now!

"Are you being serious?" Santana said incredulously.

"we've invited him to glee club" Brittany sounded excited.

"Really," Kurt's voice was suddenly a lot higher, fuck.

"Yeah, is that alright, Kurt?"

"Fine, of course, it's alright Blaine, why wouldn't it be it be alright, it's not like your planning something bad, ay" Kurt, shut up.

The two cheerleaders looked very confused, unaware of the English lesson and the occurrence in the hallway, they thought this was their first meeting. It obviously wasn't.

They ended up walking in pairs, Brittany and Santana in front with their pinkies locked and Blaine with Kurt trailing slightly behind. Kurt was trying to not to focus on Blaine being so close or his intoxicating scent and Blaine was focused on getting as close to Kurt as possible. Blaine was planning on breaking Kurt and making him his, he imagined it being easier than it turned out to be.

Back at Dalton, all the gays were falling for Blaine, being all over him. He let it happen but didn't want any of them. He gave some of them what they wanted, he was a teenage boy, but he never got emotions or intimacy involved, just a way to grant them both relief. At first, he thought the attention was just from him being an attractive man but then he began to think about it. It all started when he turned sixteen, before that he got no attention at all. He knew plenty of gay people but none of them took an interest in him until his birthday. He reasoned it was just a glow up, but he didn't look too different. He was able to get muscles easier but he assumed that was just an advantage of puberty, the only noticeable difference was his eyes. He woke up with these new dark specs in them. From that point, both girls and guys were all over him. It was weird. He had these dark specs in his eyes but his brother didn't. His eyes were a clear blue, no darkness visible, and cooper did easily get girls, that was down to his good looks and his commercial, but cooper was getting them all his life, he did wake up a chick magnet. People say that cooper had his mothers eyes whereas Blaine had his fathers. Their dad did also have the darkness in his eyes, but it was more extreme. If you looked at pictures from when he was Blaine's age, his eyes were more green and now they were almost Black.

Although Blaine looked like his dad, he was nothing like him. Blaine's dad was Michael Anderson, the best lawyer in the midwest. This meant that the Andersons' was very rich people, but there was a downside to being in the upper class. They were very conservative. When Blaine came out his mother cried and his father sent him away to an all-boys school in hopes the testosterone would 'fix' Blaine, but instead, it made Bline realise how gay he was. Blaine had a feeling there was something more to him being hay than just an unaccepting family that elicited that reaction. Behind the disappointment in their eyes, there was also a hint of worry. About what, Blaine didn't know. But it scared him. His father didn't worry about anything. One time, not long before he was sent to Dalton, he overheard a heated conversation between his parents, he heard his dad say how they 'didn't know what it would mean if he was gay' and 'if it would be different and dangerous' and his mother reassuring him that nothing would be different. His father didn't believe him considering the angry sigh and door slam.

Now Blaine was at McKinley and had found somebody he wanted, somebody he wanted the intimacy and feelings with, now it was a matter of getting Kurt to stop resisting him. But what fun was the prize without the chase?

The last twenty minutes had been the longest twenty minutes of Kurt's life. Blaine had sat directly behind Kurt and wrapped his feet around the legs of his chair, pulling him back so Kurt' chair was between his thighs and he was sheathed in Blaine's arms. He whispered little things in Kurt' ear, asking about the English project and the school, his breath hitting delicately on his cheek and neck. From being encased in Blaine, Kurt had to discreetly shift sitting positions, but Blaine noticed every time he did, smirking to himself that he was finally getting to Kurt. Blaine stayed like that for the entirety of break, he occasionally stopped whispering to Kurt to talk to the other people in the room. Blaine and Sam got along surprisingly well, sharing a laugh and could talk about anything and when Brittany wasn't with Santana, she and Blaine seemed like they were friends forever with how they acted together. Finn and Rachel would take more effort in taking a liking to Blaine. Finn seemed to take an instant disliking and Rachel joined in after she got over the shock of Blaine being there.

For Kurt, the bell couldn't come soon enough, for Blaine it came too soon.

When Kurt tried to get up and leave Blaine's grip tightened, forcing him back down on his seat while everybody else left the room. Tina sending an almost envious look Kurt's way.

"I still don't know where any of my classes are"

"Right, What have you got?"

"Geography"

"That's practically the other side of the school"

"Well we better get going then" walking around him so he was in front of Kurt, Blaine extended his hand. Kurt didn't take the offered hand, only looked at it then standing himself and beginning to walk. Blaine chased after him, grabbing his hand, "you're meant to take it."

Kurt hand loosened and slipped out of Blaine's grip.

"Why won't you take my hand?" Blaine wasn't annoyed if anything he was a little sad.

"Because."

"Because is not an answer, Kurt"

Kurt stopped and tuned, facing Blaine."I need to know something"

Blaine waited expectantly.

"Are you gay?" Not what Blaine expected Kurt to ask.

"Do you really have to ask me that?"

"Yes. I have just spent the last two hours watching girls flirting with you and them telling me you're straight. I want to double-check before I go crushing on a straight guy."

"You're crushing on me" yes!

"No" Kurt spoke too soon, fast and quiet. He never was a good liar.

"You're a bad liar."

"I know"

"And I can assure you I am." Blaine took a step forward.

"one hundred" another step.

"Percent" and another.

"Gay" Blaine was overtaking Kurt senses he was so close.

"Uh..g-great," with that Kurt turned and began walking again, hiding the smile. Blaine didn't hide his groan. "Geography is this way."

Kurt was finally going home after his most unproductive day at school, ever. He was waiting for Finn by his navigator. He had had one other lesson with Blaine but thankfully Mercedes had been in that lesson so she got to him first and Blaine ended up sat next to Sam. Then at lunch Blaine wen to try-outs with Finn, Sam, Mike and Puck due to the new coach making them have to try out again. Where was Finn, he's making a habit out of being la-oh shit.

Kurt's mind had been racing so much all day since finding our Blaine was actually gay and it wasn't some trick, the glee club had been forgotten about. So he was the one making a habit out of being late, not Finn.

The halls were empty once again when he was rushing to the choir room. He didn't think much of it but he didn't have the eerie being watch feeling he did when the halls were the same way this morning. He was so busy running, he didn't have much control so when he opened the door, he used way too much force and stumbled into the choir room, his feet stomping as he caught himself on the door handle. All eyes were on him, including the same pair of hazel that had been making his day so messed up. Kut had also forgotten Blaine would be there.

"Kurt," Mr Schuster said, "although your entrance was not the most desirable method, you came in at the right time. Blaine was just about to audition."

Kurt took a seat while Blaine skidded over to the band, whispering his song choice than standing centre of the room.

The band began the intro...

My last made me feel like I would never try again

But when I saw you, I felt something I never felt

Come closer, I'll give you all my love

If you treat me right, baby, I'll give you everything

Talk to me, I need to hear you need me like I need ya

Fall for me, I wanna know you feel how I feel for you, love

Before you, baby, I was numb, drown the pain by pouring up

Speeding fast on the run, never want to get caught up

Now you the one that I'm calling

Swore that I'd never forget, don't think I'm just talking

I think I might go all in, no exceptions, boy, I need ya...

Kurt didn't believe Blaine's voice could sound smoother but then he heard him sing. Blaine looked around the room singing, his eyes staying on Kurt a little longer on some lines. The way Blaine held his notes, it sounded as if he could pretty much sing any song and pull it off, it matching his voice perfectly.

...If you treat me right, baby, I'll give you everything

I'll never give my all again

'Cause I'm sick of falling down

When I open up and give my trust

They find a way to break it down

Tear me up inside, and you break me down

The room erupted into applause after the final note. Blaine was smiling and looked around and all the other excited faces, all except Finn-What did I do to him? He jogged back over to his seat, settling down and ignoring Finn's subtle death glare.

"Wow, Blaine. I think we can all agree when I say welcome to the new directions." More applause filled the room. Even Rachel, who is normally on Finn's side, seemed pleased and excited over the newest member.

For the rest of the time, Mr Schuester went over the assignment of the week, explaining how they can do solos or group numbers and he wants everyone to give this one a go. He called the club to an ending and the pupils began packing up anything they had gotten out. Before Blaine turned the corner to leave the room he gestured the call me sign towards Kurt and disappeared. Finn saw it which meant Kurt was in for a long car journey.