Chapter 11
By catcat85
Monday, April 24
As soon as he arrived at school, Blaine walked up to Kurt at his locker with purpose. He had spent the whole day yesterday worrying about what would happen when Alex came back into town for a visit. There were so many questions in his mind.
Why is Alex visiting this weekend? Spring break is long over, so why is he coming?
Why does he want to meet up with Kurt?
Does he want to get back together with Kurt?
Does Kurt want to get back together with him?
If so, Kurt wouldn't need him anymore to be a fake boyfriend. Kurt could go to Prom with Alex, his real boyfriend.
No! Alex is Kurt's ex-boyfriend.
Blaine really needed to stop thinking about this. He needed to stop worrying about the things that were out of his control and focused on the things that he could control. Like their performance for the assembly. And he'd found the perfect song for them to sing that was fun, upbeat, and definitely sexy.
"Hey!" He greeted Kurt with a bright smile.
Kurt stopped spraying his hair with hairspray and turned to look at him. "Good morning! Aren't you a sight for sore eyes?"
"Coffee?" Blaine handed him a Lima Bean cup with Kurt's name scribbled on it.
Kurt grabbed for it immediately with a gasp. "You are the best! Thank you!" He took a sip of his nonfat mocha. "Mmm... I really needed this. I was up late last night."
Blaine leaned against the lockers and studied Kurt. "Oh?"
"Alex was texting me and asking me what I wanted to do this weekend when he's home." Kurt replied casually, as if he had no idea that he just turned Blaine's stomach into knots.
"Oh, so you guys are hanging out this weekend?"
Kurt looked at Blaine. "Yeah. I told you on Saturday when he texted me. He's going to be home for the weekend."
"Why?" Blaine asked because he couldn't help it.
"His sister's engagement party."
"No." Blaine shook his head a bit. "I meant, why are you hanging out with him?"
"Because...we're friends, and he asked me if I wanted to meet up?" Kurt answered slowly, studying his best friend. Blaine wouldn't meet his eyes, and he looked upset. Kurt didn't dare hope, but he had to know. "Are you jealous?"
"What? No!" Blaine lied on impulse.
Kurt narrowed his eyes at him. "Blaine..."
"I just...think that you should be careful."
"Alex is a nice guy. He wouldn't..."
"I meant you should be careful texting Alex on your cell phone. Sebastian cloned your SIM card. I bet you he saw every message you and Alex exchanged," Blaine said, proud of himself for successfully finding a better reason why he was worried. Because he was definitely not jealous. Nope.
Kurt let out a sigh. "You're right. But it's all PG. I promise. We are just going to get brunch on Sunday to catch up. That's it."
"So, you're free Saturday then?" Blaine asked, already planning what he could do to make the time he had with Kurt memorable. So memorable that Kurt would still be thinking about it the next day when he's out with his ex-boyfriend.
"So far, yes."
"Well, then I think it's a perfect day for me to come over to your place so you can fit me for my suit for Prom," Blaine suggested, leaning closer to Kurt.
Kurt's eyes sparkled with delight. "That's a great idea! Oh! That reminds me, actually. I did order your suit jacket last night as well. So, it's perfect! It should arrive before Saturday and you can try on the whole suit. I can make adjustments on the jacket for you as well!"
Blaine's smile widened. "Great!"
Kurt sighed happily as he took another sip of coffee. "This Monday morning has turned out really great."
Blaine continued to smile at his best friend. "Well, it's about to get better. I have the perfect song for us to sing at the assembly!"
—*—
Friday, April 28
Blaine tugged on his bow tie as pre-performance jitters took over him. They were about to open the Prom assembly with their performance. He, Kurt, Santana, and Brittany were performing together and kicking off their campaign for Prom Kings and Queens.
Blaine stopped fidgeting when Kurt reached over to fix his bow tie for him. Blaine sucked in a breath as Kurt's fingertips grazed the skin on his neck, giving him goosebumps. Now, he was feeling the jitters for a whole different reason.
"You look great. Stop messing with your tie," Kurt scolded him, but he was looking at him with fondness.
Blaine let out a sigh. "I don't know why I'm nervous."
Kurt's face softened, and he reached up to smooth out Blaine's frowning eyebrows. "Don't be. We're gonna be great together."
Blaine couldn't help it. His body was moving on its own accord and just as his lips were about to meet Kurt's, Santana's voice made him jump.
"You two ponies ready for this?" she said, walking up next to them. She was dressed in a tight red dress that showed off every curve on her body.
"I think they are more like dolphins, actually," Brittany piped in from next to her, who was also in a red dress. The two of them contrasted nicely with Kurt and Blaine, who were both wearing all-black outfits.
The guy from the AV Club gave them a signa,l and they all turned their microphones on and took their positions. Then, the music started, and the curtain lifted.
Blaine and Kurt walked out onto the stage, dancing along to the music. Then Blaine put the mic to his lips and started to sing his verse.
When I'm with you, baby
I go out of my head
And I just can't get enough
And I just can't get enough
He turned to look at Kurt flirtatiously, which Kurt returned with a smitten smile before he started to sing his verse.
All the things you do to me
And everything you said
I just can't get enough
I just can't get enough
They both turned to face each other with lovesick smiles before singing the next part in unison.
We slip and slide as we fall in love
And I just can't seem to get enough
Then, Santana and Brittany walked out onto the stage, and they began to sing their verses of the song. As they sang, Kurt and Blaine danced next to them. Blaine spun Kurt around and pulled him into his arms as Santana and Brittany finished their bridge together.
Kurt and Blaine snuggled close together again when it was time for them to sing together.
And when it rains
You're shining down for me
And I just can't get enough
And I just can't get enough
Santana and Brittany took over the next verse. And Blaine reached over and cupped Kurt's face in his hand as he sang the next part.
You're like an angel and you give me your love
And I just can't seem to get enough
Once they finished the song, Santana said into her microphone, "My name is Santana Lopez."
"And I'm Brittany S. Pierce," Brittany followed.
"I'm Blaine Anderson," Blaine said after Brittany.
"I'm Kurt Hummel, and we are your next Prom Kings and Queens!" Kurt said into the mic, and the entire gym erupted in cheer.
The four of them wrapped their arms around each other and took their bows before leaving the stage. As soon as they were behind the curtain again, Kurt wrapped his arms around Blaine and spun him around, making Blaine giggle. The girls were laughing next to them, too, and Blaine couldn't help it anymore. He leaned in and kissed Kurt hard on the lips. Kurt seemed to be surprised by his action at first, but only for a second, before he started to kiss him back just as passionately.
"Okay... I know you just can't get enough of each other, but this is just..." Santana began with annoyance.
"Hey! Just like the song!" Brittany quipped.
Kurt and Blaine pulled away from each other, breathing hard and looking a bit dazed.
"It's like watching a porno!" Santana commented, making both boys blush.
"I think our performance was a success!" Blaine exclaimed.
"Hell yes, it was!" Santana agreed, high-fiving him.
Kurt smiled at Blaine as he walked with his friends to go sit in the bleachers to watch the rest of the assembly. And he continued to smile because Blaine never let go of his hand for the entirety of the assembly.
—*—
Saturday, April 29
Kurt meticulously assembled a charcuterie board for himself and Blaine to enjoy. Blaine was coming over in a few minutes to hang out and also to get fitted for his suit for Prom. As much as he was excited to see Blaine in a suit, he was just excited to see Blaine, period. He couldn't stop thinking about that kiss after their performance.
Blaine had initiated it, which was the very reason Kurt couldn't stop thinking about it. After their little picnic a few weeks ago, he had promised himself that he wasn't going to make any more gestures toward Blaine. He was going to wait for Blaine to come to him. Was that kiss the sign he was looking for? Or did Blaine kiss him for show? The only people backstage with them at the time had been Brittany and Santana. Blaine didn't really need to kiss him as passionately as he did just to fool the girls.
"Hey!" Blaine greeted him as he walked into the kitchen, pulling Kurt from his thoughts.
"Blaine!"
"Your dad let me in. He was on his way out to the garage," Blaine explained as he looked at the impressive-looking charcuterie board on the counter. He reached over to grab one of the cheese cubes. "This looks delicious!"
Kurt only glared at him playfully for snatching a piece of cheese before picking up the board. "It tastes delicious, too. Can you please grab some sodas? Let's go to my room."
"I can't wait to see my suit jacket!" Blaine said excitedly as they walked into Kurt's bedroom.
Kurt gestured toward the mannequin, which wore Blaine's jacket. "There it is!"
"Wow!"
"I know it's a simple black jacket, but the material is so soft. And I have this idea for our white shirts to have pleating in the chest area, so it adds something to our outfit without being too much," Kurt rambled off but stopped when Blaine turned to look at him with his mouth slightly opened. "What?"
"You want us to wear matching shirts?"
Kurt blushed. "Well, I thought it would be a nice touch. It will mostly be covered by our jackets, but it's subtle and tasteful."
"I love it," Blaine told him with a smile, making Kurt return his smile.
"Okay. Do you want to go try on the pants first so I can get the measurements?" Kurt suggested.
"Sure."
"You can change inside my closet. Make sure to tuck your shirt in so I can see the waistline of the pants." Kurt gestured toward his walk-in closet.
Blaine grabbed the pants and walked inside the closet. "Oh, I also brought my dress shoes, so you can fit my pants with the shoes on."
"Perfect! That's why I love you," Kurt called out before he realized what he had said. "Damn it!"
He muttered under his breath and sat down on his bed. The silence from Blaine made his stomach twist even more. Before he had a chance to freak out, the closet door opened, and Blaine walked out. Kurt was now freaking out for a whole different reason.
"I think the pants fit a little bit better than the last time I tried them on, but they still feel tight around the waist," Blaine noted as he walked over to Kurt and did a spin for him. "What do you think?"
He was now facing the full-length mirror with his back to Kurt, giving his best friend a full view of his peach-shaped butt in all its glory. He had taken his collared shirt off and was now in a white tank top, which was tucked inside his pants, showing off his tiny waist.
Kurt clutched his pillow closer to his chest and bit down on it to keep himself from groaning out loud at the view in front of him. How was it fair that Blaine was not only incredibly kind, talented, and sweet; but he was also drop dead gorgeous?
"Kurt?" Blaine craned his neck to look back at his best friend when Kurt hadn't made any comment.
Kurt finally pushed the pillow away and stood up from his bed. He walked over to stand next to Blaine, so he wouldn't be looking at Blaine's perfectly round butt anymore. He needed to get himself together. "I think you should put the shoes on so I can do the fitting."
"Oh! Okay!" Blaine then turned around to reach for his bag where his shoes were. And to Kurt's delight or terror, Blaine bent over to pull his shoes on, displaying his butt for Kurt to see once again. Blaine wasn't naked, but in those tight pants, he might as well be.
Kurt was going to die before the end of this fitting.
But oh, what a way to go.
Blaine was still bending down to tie his shoelaces, and Kurt needed to distract himself, so he walked over to his sewing table to grab his measuring tape and some pins.
"Okay. Where do you want me?" Blaine asked once he was vertical again.
Kurt wanted to say, "On my bed with me on top of you," but he gestured towards the mirror. "Stand in front of the mirror." Blaine did as he was told, and Kurt knelt down on the floor to adjust the length of the pants. "I know you like your pants to go above your ankles, so..." He folded the fabric and held it up with a couple of pins on each pant leg. "Right about there."
Blaine looked at his reflection in the mirror. "Wow."
He definitely liked the way the pants looked better now with the lengths taken up.
"Now, let's take a look at that waistline," Kurt said before he stood up behind Blaine and ran his fingers around the waistband of Blaine's pants. He could feel Blaine suck in his breath, and when he glanced down at the skin on his bare shoulders, he could see goosebumps. Feeling brave and bold, Kurt slipped his fingers underneath the waistband of Blaine's pants. "Hmm... It sure does feel really tight," Kurt mumbled lowly, right next to Blaine's ear.
—*—
Blaine was going to die before the end of this fitting.
How was he supposed to respond to that comment from Kurt? All he wanted to do was to turn his face towards Kurt's and kiss him passionately before declaring his undying love to him.
Kurt's fingers were still slipped between his skin and the waistband of his pants. Blaine was now feeling tight in his pants, not just in the waistline but also in the crotch.
This was his chance. He was going to do it. He's just going to lean in and give Kurt the world's most passionate kiss and tell him he was in love with him.
Blaine slowly leaned in, and he could feel the hot puff of breath coming out of Kurt's slightly parted lips. He couldn't look away from Kurt's pink lips, and just when his lips were about to touch them, Kurt jumped back from him.
"Sorry. My phone..." Kurt said, a bit startled as he pulled his buzzing phone out of his pocket. "It's Alex."
And just like that, Blaine felt like a bucket of ice-cold water was thrown on him. He let out a sigh. "Aren't you gonna answer it?"
Kurt waved his phone at Blaine with a sheepish smile. "Went to voicemail. I'm sure it wasn't important."
"Oh."
Kurt then walked back over to Blaine. "Um... I think I know what to do to loosen the waistline a bit." He tugged at the sides of the waistband slightly. "I can cut the sides a bit and add a piece of elastic band on each side. That will give you a bit of breathing room."
Blaine smiled. "Sounds great. Being able to breathe would be good."
Kurt chuckled. "Here. Try on the jacket as well."
Blaine took the jacket from Kurt and pulled it on. He then turned to look at himself in the mirror. Kurt was behind him once again. "I like this a lot."
Kurt met Blaine's eyes in the mirror. "Yeah?"
Blaine moved his arms up and down a bit, and then he turned around and pulled Kurt into his arms in a swift dance move. Kurt giggled. "Yes. And I feel comfortable in it, which is great because I plan on dancing the night away with you at Prom."
Kurt smiled brightly at him. "Be careful what you wish for. I may not give you a chance to sit down and rest at Prom. I'll probably want to dance to every song."
Blaine beamed up at Kurt and began to slowly dance around with his arms still securely around him. "Anything for you."
—*—
Author's Note:
Song Credit: Just Can't Get Enough by Depeche Mode
