Chapter 8: Can't Deny You
When soulmates first find one another, they go through a stage called The Need. It is the most difficult stage to resist. The Need is fueled by the soul's longing to connect and become one. Soulmates often lose themselves in The Need and give into their desires. While there are no laws which oppose soulmate's becoming intimate upon their first meeting, it is highly advised against it. Becoming too intimate too soon can result in soul bonding without the proper preparation. Soulmates must create an emotional bond within themselves and set the foundation of their love before allowing their souls to connect. Failure to do so can result in the following side effects: False emotion, intense clinginess, and high levels of vulnerability that can lead to mistrust, paranoia, and un-repairable damage to the soul's foundation.
Excerpt from: What it means to Bond
Chapter: Bonding Stages
Blaine had no idea how much time passed. It could've been just a few minutes or days for all he knew. The moment Kurt's lips touched his, Blaine lost himself in a Kurt induced haze. Their mouths moved slowly, sensually, their bodies pressed together. Blaine's hands rested on Kurt's lower back, his thumb gently caressing the strong muscles underneath the shirt. Kurt fisted Blaine's shirt, his fingers tugging Blaine's curls. He ran his tongue over Blaine's, nibbling on Blaine's lower lip and soft moans filled the air. Blaine's hand moved away from Kurt's back and trailed up Kurt's chest, his fingers gently pulling on Kurt's tie. Kurt smirked into the kiss as Blaine undid his tie and top two buttons. Somewhere in the back of Kurt's mind he knew that they needed to stop, that he was letting himself get too lost in the fantasy he'd had for years. But as Blaine's hand trailed down his neck, his fingers tracing Kurt's collarbone, Kurt couldn't be bothered to care about anything but Blaine.
Blaine moved his mouth from Kurt's lips to his jaw and down his neck and Kurt tilted his head to give Blaine better access, a moan escaping his lips when Blaine lightly nipped his neck. Blaine looked up at Kurt and nearly growled at the sight. Kurt's face was flushed, his hair no longer perfectly coiffed but standing on end as if Blaine had pulled the hell out of it, though he doesn't remember doing so. His eyes were closed, his cherry red lips were swollen and his mouth partly open, breathing heavily as Blaine sucked on a sensitive spot. Blaine sucked a little harder, scraping his teeth against Kurt's alabaster skin in response to the breathy moan that Kurt emanated.
Kurt's legs tightened around Blaine's thighs. "Blaine," he breathed, his hips bucking forward on their own accord, their erections pressing hard against each other. Blaine released a guttural moan at the sudden friction and both stopped as the spell broke, their consciences finally catching up to their actions.
They stared at each other for a few moments, both trying to catch their breath as they came back to reality. Blaine pulled back, seeing how completely debauched Kurt looked and immediately wondered how long they'd been making out. "Kurt," he started but Kurt was already sliding off him. He let out a relieved breath and ran his fingers through his hair. They shouldn't have taken things so far and it was his fault for not stopping them sooner, especially after the talk he just had with Burt. Kurt sat on the edge of the couch, his face hidden in his hands. Blaine reached out for him and placed a gentle hand on his back. "Love?"
"I'm sorry," Kurt said just above a whisper, glancing back at Blaine in embarrassment. He couldn't believe he threw himself at Blaine like that and he was mortified by his actions. Blaine gave him a quizzical look and the blush on Kurt's face deepened. "I didn't mean to do that. I got kinda lost there for a minute."
"Kurt, you have nothing to apologize for," Blaine assured him gently but Kurt nodded his head frantically.
"But I do," Kurt argued. "I...I let myself get lost in my fanboy dreams and I shouldn't have done that." Blaine sat up, wrapping his arms around Kurt and resting his head on Kurt's shoulder as Kurt continued. "I promised myself that I wouldn't do that, that I would put aside the fact that you're Blaine Anderson the superstar, and only think of you as Blaine my soulmate. I thought I had a handle on it but I guess I don't have that much willpower," he said sheepishly.
Blaine nuzzled his nose in the crook of Kurt's neck and kissed his cheek. "You have nothing to apologize for," he said again. "You're not the only one that got lost there. I'm sure my being so affectionate isn't helping either," he said bashfully and Kurt shook his head, a smirk on his lips. "I think it would be best if we stepped back a little. We don't want to get too ahead of ourselves."
Kurt took a deep breath and nodded. "You should know though that I really like how affectionate you are," he admitted. "I hadn't expected it but I don't want you to stop."
Blaine chuckled softly. "That's good to hear because I don't think I'd be able to," he said cheekily. "Also, I don't want you to ignore the fact that I'm Blaine Anderson the superstar. It's a part of who I am, Kurt."
"I know," Kurt nodded, their noses brushing. "I still need to separate the two though, at least until I fully wrap my head around the fact that you're mine," he said with a nervous chuckle.
Blaine smiled understandingly and nodded, Burt's words echoing in his mind. Maybe it was a good thing that they met right as the tour started. A single look from Kurt and Blaine knew he'd be unable to resist giving into their desires. The Warblers being on tour forced them to be apart and for the time being, that was what they needed. Kurt needed to come to terms with how different his life would be and they needed to get to know each other on a deeper level before allowing their souls to connect. With a quick peck on Kurt's nose, Blaine unwrapped his arms and stood up to grab his laptop and iPad, adjusting the bulge in his pants as subtly as possible.
Kurt adjusted his own bulge, ran his fingers through his hair and straightened himself out before grabbing his cellphone to look at the time. "Holy crap," he muttered.
"Hm?" Blaine wondered as he settled back down next to his beloved.
"We made out for like, an hour," Kurt replied and Blaine could only grin broadly.
He pulled Kurt into another kiss, dominating Kurt's mouth for only a moment. "I said you weren't the only one that got lost," he whispered against Kurt's lips. Kurt gulped at the sudden intensity. "Which is why we need to distract ourselves from well, ourselves," Blaine laughed as he sat back and turned both devices on. "Do you want to start a riot with me?" he asked with a goofy grin.
Kurt shrugged a little. "I guess."
Sensing Kurt's uncertainty, Blaine paused from logging in and turned to him. "What's the matter?"
"Nothing," Kurt quickly answered, though he knew from Blaine's raised brow that Blaine didn't believe him. "I just...I'm worried that your fans are going to hate me," he admitted quietly.
"Kurt, they're going to love you," Blaine told him, raising his hand to Kurt's cheek to caress.
"You don't know that," Kurt argued. "Your fans are super intense, Blaine. Trust me, I would know. I'm probably way more involved with your fandom than you."
Blaine scoffed, turning back to his laptop. "That is completely untrue," he said as he logged in. "I'll have you know that I'm quite involved with my fans, despite the fact that everyone thinks us celebrities stay away from websites like Tumblr."
Kurt quirked a brow. "How involved are we talking here?" He asked curiously.
Blaine smirked deviously. "Involved enough to have read some very disturbing fanfiction about Jeff, Nick, and I."
Kurt threw his head back and laughed. "Oh my god! Please tell me you're kidding!"
Blaine shook his head. "Nope. We're all actually really involved without the fans knowing. It's the best way to keep tabs on what people are saying about us." Kurt couldn't help but wonder if Blaine ever saw any of his less than appropriate Tumblr posts. "Which is why I was wondering if we could create a new Twitter account for you? I know the fans are already going crazy over my song dedication and they're going to be searching for you. If we create a new account, one that they can attach themselves to without actually knowing who you are, we can control what's being said and hopefully, prolong them finding your identity."
"Are you sure that's a good idea?" Kurt asked with caution. "Isn't Eric going to be upset?"
"Technically it's our choice, not Eric's. But I did ask his opinion and he agreed that it's a good idea," Blaine told him. "It was actually David who suggested it. That's what he and Katherine did to introduce her to the world."
"But didn't she have to move because the paparazzi stalked her home?" Kurt questioned, his voice going an octave higher. "And what about Wes' wife? Didn't someone try to kidnap her?"
"Eric told you about that, huh?" Blaine asked with a groan and Kurt nodded frantically, his eyes wide. Blaine's certain that Eric only told Kurt as a scare tactic, even though it's the truth. "Ok, I understand your concern but this is different. David and Katherine were open about who she was from the very beginning so it was easy for the paparazzi to find where she lived. We aren't telling them your identity yet. We're simply giving them something to cling onto until we're ready to announce who you are. As far as Vanessa, well, that situation was something else entirely."
"What do you mean?" Kurt wondered.
Blaine sighed. He would have to let Wes know later that he told Kurt what had happened. "Well, for one, Wes had a stalker for little while."
Kurt's jaw dropped. "No way."
"Mhm," Blaine nodded. "It was right after our first tour and we were on break. This fan was very much obsessed with Wes. When Wes found Vanessa, they didn't come out right away, but they were seen together and this man immediately knew that she was Wes' soulmate. The thing is, he refused to accept it because he felt that Wes deserved someone better than her."
"But how would he even know that?" Kurt asked defensively. "It's not like he knew her, right?"
Blaine shook his head, reaching for Kurt's hand and intertwining their fingers. "No, he didn't know Vanessa. But he followed her for a while and took it upon himself to kidnap her and prove that she wasn't really his."
"But why?" Kurt questioned. "What did she do that made this crazy stalker think she wasn't meant to be with Wes?"
"She didn't do anything. He didn't accept her because she's deaf and in his mind, a deaf woman couldn't possibly be Wes' soulmate because she couldn't even appreciate his talent," Blaine told him.
"Oh my god!" Kurt gasped. "What happened?"
"Well, this man, Looney Larry as David likes to call him, didn't know that Vanessa has a black belt in Tae Kwon Do, so when he tried to kidnap her, it didn't end well for him."
"What happened to Looney Larry after they caught him?" Kurt asked, needing to know more. "They did catch him, right?"
"Oh yes, they caught him," Blaine assured him. "He was sent to a clinic that specializes in cases like his. Turns out that his own soulmate passed away not long after they bonded and he clung onto Wes. He wasn't a bad man. He just wasn't in the right state of mind."
"Wow," Kurt breathed. "That's crazy. I didn't even know she was deaf."
"Most people don't. After that happened they decided to keep that part under wraps," Blaine said, his thumb running over Kurt's hand. "That's why I wanted to create a new account for you. As much as I love our fans, they tend to get greedy and sometimes, they do some really questionable things to get information on us."
"And if we give them a way to know me without actually knowing me, they'll leave us alone for a little while," Kurt concluded with a nod. "Or rather, they'll relatively leave us alone."
"Right," Blaine sighed, bringing Kurt's hand to his lips and kissing lightly. "If you don't want to, we don't have to. I just figured it was a good way to introduce you without completely flipping your life upside down."
Kurt thought it over for a moment, weighing the pros and cons. On one hand, it was scary to think of all the bad that could come from it. If his identity was found, he would no doubt lose any and all privacy. He would have to constantly watch his back for paparazzi and his home, his family would be put under a microscope. On the other hand, keeping it away from the fans would make Blaine a liar. It would seem like Blaine was hiding Kurt but not for his safety, but because Blaine was somehow ashamed of him. One of the things Kurt had always loved about Blaine is how honest and sincere he was with his fans and although Kurt was worried about how they'd react to him, he didn't feel comfortable asking Blaine to hide him.
With a deep breath, Kurt nodded. "Ok, let's do it."
"Are you sure?" Blaine asked, needing Kurt to be absolutely certain.
Kurt gave him a small smile and squeezed his hand reassuringly. "I'm sure. They're already assuming that your good luck charm and your soulmate are one in the same. Might as well confirm it."
A bright smile spread across Blaine's face and Kurt could only laugh. Seeing his beloved so excited to announce them made his heart skip a beat. Blaine pecked Kurt's nose and turned his attention to the computer with a mischievous smirk. "This is going to be so good."
"You enjoy starting riots don't you?" Kurt asked teasingly.
Blaine sideways glanced and winked. "Yes, yes I do."
Blaine reached for Kurt's left hand and placed it on top of his thigh. He then rested his hand on Kurt's and intertwined their fingers. Kurt raised a confused brow as Blaine reached for his iPad, a smile gracing his face when Blaine took a picture of their hands. "Do you have an email you can use or do you need a new one?" Blaine asked him as he started editing the photo.
"I have one," Kurt told him.
Blaine nodded as he cropped the photo a little. He then changed it to black and white and chose a border before saving it and showing Kurt. "Do you want to use this as your icon too or do you want something different?"
"You're changing your icon?" Kurt asked in surprise.
Blaine smiled and nodded. "Not until after we announce you but yeah."
Kurt smiled bashfully, looking down at their intertwined hands. "I'll use it too."
Blaine kissed the top of his head and passed Kurt the iPad. Together they setup Kurt's new Twitter, both getting stuck on what his handle should be. Kurt had a difficult time coming up with one his friends wouldn't recognize and every single one Blaine came up with was already taken by one of his fans.
"This is ridiculous," Blaine grumbled when his fourth attempt at a name was in use. "This should not be so hard." Kurt pouted adorably and sighed. Blaine narrowed his eyes at the screen, his fingers drumming on his lap as he tried coming up with the perfect name for his beloved. His face suddenly lit up and he quickly typed in the name, fist pumping the air when he succeeded. "Finally!"
Kurt leaned his head on Blaine's shoulder, smiling softly at his new handle. "HisLuckyCharm. I like it."
Blaine smiled at him. "Alright, for you description how about, Living the teenage dream and your location...Blaine's heart," he winked and Kurt couldn't help laugh. "What?"
"Nothing. I just um, when you left me in the dressing room right after we met, I changed my description and location," Kurt told him, a light blush on his cheeks.
Blaine raised a curious brow and turned to his laptop where he was already signed into his Twitter. He searched for Kurt's account and his heart melted at the changes his beloved had made. He grabbed hold of Kurt's tie and brought their mouths together in a quick but heated kiss. "You're amazing," he said wistfully as they parted, Kurt leaning his head on Blaine's. "You ready?"
Kurt nodded. "As ready as I'll ever be."
"Hey, it's starting," Wes said, grabbing his laptop and walking to the dining table, Jeff, Nick, and David following and sitting around him.
"What's starting?" Santana asked, barely glancing up from her phone where she had been texting Quinn.
"Blaine's going to announce he found his soulmate," Jeff answered excitedly.
Santana's head shot up. "What?!"
"Yeah, he created a new Twitter for Kurt the fans can follow. He just tweeted so he should be announcing it soon," Wes told her, laughing at how quickly she stood up and sat next to them. He pushed his laptop a little further on the table so they could all see.
WarblerBlaine: Thank you so much Columbus! Tonight was absolutely spectacular! I can't think of a better way to kick off the tour!
WarblerBlaine: There's something important I'd like to discuss with all of you but I need to know that I can trust you.
WarblerBlaine: Can I trust you?
Blaine stared at his screen as his mentions exploded, contemplating how he wanted to go about telling his fans about Kurt while Kurt searched for the guys on the iPad and followed them from his new account. He also followed a few other of his favorite celebrities before deciding to follow Sebastian as well. Blaine smiled softly to himself when he saw what Kurt was doing. It warmed his heart that Kurt was willing to give Sebastian a chance for him. After a few more minutes, Blaine decided it would be easiest to write one long tweet so he logged into his twitlonger and started typing.
WarblerBlaine: That last question was rhetorical. I know I can trust you. You've always been there for me and supported me throughout my career and for that I can only thank you. I'm so blessed to have such amazing fans. I truly love every single one of you and that is why I've decided to share a very special story with you.
Six years ago I was nothing but a high school graduate trying to make it in the business. I sang at Goodale Park for tips in hopes that one day I would be lucky enough to inspire others with my music. There was a moment where I almost gave up hope and questioned whether it was even worth it. But then, I met a young boy with captivating eyes and an infectious smile, and he unknowingly gave me the strength to keep going. His enthusiasm and his encouragement gave me the courage I needed to keep trying no matter how impossible it seemed. It was the best decision I've ever made. A few days after meeting him, my best friend's found me singing in the park, they decided to join me for a few songs, and a little while later, Eric discovered us. I knew right then and there that he was my good luck charm and I would forever be grateful to him.
I knew that tonight would be a phenomenal night and thanks to all of you who attended the concert, it was all that and more. What I didn't know was that tonight, I would get the surprise of my life. That young boy was at our concert tonight and he is now a breathtakingly gorgeous man who has once again, changed my life. Because you see, he's not only my good luck charm, he's also my soulmate.
That's right. I, Blaine Anderson, have finally found my one and only.
I'm sure many of you had already deduced that my good luck and my soulmate are one in the same but I wanted to tell you all officially. I wanted to share this with you because it's a special moment for me, for us, and we want you to be a part of it. We've decided to keep his identity a secret for now simply because we want the chance to truly get to know each other without the outside world looking in and I ask you to please respect that. Can you all do that for me? For us? Can you promise me to let me selfishly keep my beloved to myself for the time being?
"How's that?" Blaine asked as he turned to look at Kurt who was already reading. He noticed the tears in his beloved's eyes and remembered Burt's warning about Kurt being overwhelmed. "Kurt, are you ok?"
Kurt looked up at him, shock in his eyes. "You almost gave up?" he asked shakily. "I stopped you?"
Blaine visibly paled and looked away from Kurt. It hadn't occurred to him how much admitting that to his beloved would affect him. "I...yeah, I almost gave up," he answered, his voice small. "I wasn't exactly doing well and I just...I don't know...had a moment where I questioned my talent." He looked back up at Kurt through his lashes, Kurt's breathing becoming shallow when he noticed the vulnerability in Blaine's eyes. "Then you came along and reminded me why I wanted to sing in the first place."
Kurt slid the iPad aside and threw his arms around Blaine, nuzzling into the crook of his neck. Blaine wrapped one arm around him and held him close. "Thank you for not giving up," Kurt whispered. "Thank you for believing in yourself. I would've been lost without you."
Blaine kissed his cheek gently before pulling away. "You mean so much to me, Kurt, for more reasons than you know. I wouldn't be me without you. Thank you for believing in me."
"Always. I'll always believe in you," Kurt whispered as he wiped away the stray tears and sat back. "I'm ready when you are," he said with a small smile.
Blaine smiled back and breathed deeply before turning back to the computer and hitting send. "Let the frenzy begin."
The response was instantaneous. Blaine's mentions erupted with congratulatory tweets and promises, his fans encouraging him to be selfish with his beloved because he deserved nothing but happiness in his life. Many commented on how their story was like a real life fairy tale and Blaine silently agreed, glancing at his prince and once again promising himself that he would do everything in his power to make all of his beloved's dream come true.
"I told you they wouldn't hate you," Blaine teased softly.
Kurt nudged him playfully. "Yet. We'll see what happens when they truly realize they can't have you."
Blaine chuckled and shook his head, turning his attention back to his laptop.
WarblerBlaine: Thank you all for the incredibly kind words. It means the world to me that you're encouraging me to be selfish with my beloved. Except that,
"Here we go," Blaine muttered as he typed his next tweet, Kurt inhaling deeply.
WarblerBlaine: I can't be entirely selfish. I want you to share this momentous occasion with me. My darlings, I introduce you to my beloved *HisLuckyCharm
Kurt held his breath as his follower count skyrocketed. As he went from zero followers to millions of followers almost instantly, it occurred to him that he would have to really watch what he said. He would always have to be conscious of what questions he answered and how to reply. He knew that fans tended to overanalyze everything and the last thing he wanted to do was give them ammunition to hate him.
"I'm going to have to censor the hell out of myself when I tweet now," he groaned. He hated not being able to speak his mind.
Blaine pouted. "I'm sorry."
"It's ok," Kurt sighed. "It is what it is, right? Besides, I'll only censor myself for now. As soon as they know who I am, I'm gonna tweet whatever the hell I want and they can get over it," he said and Blaine laughed.
"I hope you know that I really like how snarky you are," Blaine replied flirtatiously. "It's sexy," he said lowly.
Kurt bit his lower lip and kept his gaze on the screen, knowing full well that if he so much as looked at Blaine right now, he would lose any and all willpower he had left. He needed to behave. "What should my first tweet be?" he asked and Blaine could tell by the quiver in his voice that he was having difficulties resisting the urge to let go of all inhibitions. He was both proud and amused by the affect he had on his beloved. Being apart for the time being was definitely a good thing.
"Hm, well you are a Warblers fan. Why not talk about tonight's show?" Blaine suggested, tilting his head to the side and smiling at the adorable look of concentration on Kurt's face.
Kurt hummed and nodded. "Ok yeah, I can do that," he said as he typed his first tweet.
HisLuckyCharm: Hi everyone! Who else was at the concert tonight? Weren't they amazing?! I mean really, talk about flawless!
Blaine preened and brushed his shoulder off. "We were pretty spectacular," he said smugly.
Kurt rolled his eyes and shook his head. "Yes, yes you were."
They spent the next thirty minutes talking to fans on twitter, answering questions about how they met the first time and tweeting each other as if they weren't sitting right next to one another. Kurt had to admit that it was kind of fun watching the fans go crazy over their flirty tweets. Not a single person sent him any hate either, though he suspected it was because Blaine was online as well and the fans wouldn't want to upset their idol. He wasn't naïve enough to believe that he wouldn't receive some kind hate later on.
The fans were desperate to know his name but they both agreed that giving it out was a bad idea. So instead, they gave the fans his first initial and the fans immediately came up with Klaine. Kurt had to laugh at that one. If the fans only knew how many times he called them Klaine in his own mind before finding out that Blaine was his. Kurt decided not to tell them that he had already come up with that name years ago. He already had Blaine to himself. The least he could do was allow them to come up with their couple name.
Blaine was impressed by how well Kurt handled the questions from the fans and he was proud of his fans for being so kind to his Kurt. He could only hope the kindness lasted. The fans were happy with the information they had now but Blaine knew they would want more soon. He also knew there would be a certain group of fans that were going to hate Kurt because he wasn't Sebastian and those were the ones he worried about. He would have to talk with Sebastian soon and ask for his help keeping things under control.
After the QA, Kurt asked Blaine if he would sing for him so that he could record it and convert it into Blaine's ringtone. Blaine happily obliged and sang I'll Make A Man Out Of You. Kurt melted as Blaine serenaded him. How he got lucky enough to get someone as incredible as Blaine Anderson to be his was beyond him but he was going to enjoy every second of it. The moment Blaine set his guitar down, Kurt was on his lap again. He needed to take advantage of the time they had together before Blaine left him. God only knows when he'd have the chance to feel Blaine's lips on his again.
Burt waited by the window anxiously, practically jumping out of his skin when he saw The Warblers' bus driving down their street. "They're here!" he shouted and quickly headed outside, Finn and Carole close behind.
They waited in the driveway as the bus parked on the curb, Finn bouncing on his heels excitedly. He had never been a huge fan of The Warblers simply because Kurt had been obsessed with them for as long as he could remember. But now that Blaine was his brother's soulmate, he couldn't help but get excited at the prospect of meeting them. He momentarily thought of how happy Rachel was going to be when she found out but quickly squashed the thought, reminding himself that this was one secret he couldn't let slip. He internally cringed. Rachel was going to be pissed when she found out that he kept this from her.
Eric stepped out of his car and looked around the neighborhood. He was grateful it was so late. With the exception of the Hummel home, the rest of the houses on the street had their lights off indicating everyone was asleep. With a sigh, he radioed Tony that it was clear and headed up the driveway.
"Good evening, Burt. I'm Eric, The Warblers' manager," he greeted and shook Burt's hand. "Let's get the rest of the introductions done inside. I don't want the guys out here for too long," he said as the bus door opened and Tony stepped out.
"Yes, of course," Burt quickly nodded and led the way.
Once inside, everyone gathered in the livingroom, Kurt by Blaine's side and Santana by Jeff and Nick. Both had two big bags filled with Warbler gear, Kurt's bag being extra special because it also contained a few of Blaine's shirts and his bodywash. Kurt had blushed profusely when Blaine gave it to him and Blaine couldn't help but send him bedroom eyes. His soulmate was entirely too adorable when he got embarrassed.
"Alright, we're already a bit behind schedule so let's get things started," Eric told them, his clipboard and a packet of papers in his hands.
The Warblers, Tony, Charles, and Alex, the crew member that had driven Santana's car, introduced themselves to Kurt's family. Carole and Burt were admittedly flustered by the two huge body guards and Finn was awestruck by The Warblers. When it came to Kurt introducing Blaine to his father, Burt cut in before his son even had the chance, pulling Blaine into an embrace. Blaine was surprised by the greeting but didn't question it.
Burt stepped back, keeping his hands on Blaine's shoulders and smiled. "Welcome to the family, Blaine."
Blaine returned the smile. "Thank you, sir."
"I'm going to show him my room while you guys talk. Is that ok?" Kurt asked both his father and Eric. "Or did you need us down here?"
Eric shook his head and Burt smirked. "That's fine," Burt said a little too easily. Kurt raised a confused brow but said nothing and led Blaine upstairs.
The moment they were out of earshot, Burt chuckled. "I hope Blaine doesn't freak out over the twelve foot poster Kurt has on his wall," he joked.
David barked out a laugh. "As long as it's not a life size Blaine doll, I think he's good."
Kurt made it all the way to his bedroom door before realizing why his dad was amused at the idea of Kurt showing Blaine his room. He turned to look at Blaine and gulped nervously. "Maybe we should go downstairs and listen in on everything. You know, for safety and stuff."
Blaine smiled and shook his head. "They don't need us down there and to be completely honest, I'm really rather curious to see your room," he smirked.
Kurt whined a little. "Ok just...don't laugh at me, ok? Remember that up until this morning, I was just another crazy Blaine Anderson fanboy." Blaine pursed his lips and nodded. Kurt groaned, opened his bedroom door and ushered Blaine in. "Ta-da," he said meekly.
Blaine glanced around the room and instantly noticed the posters of him and the guys on Kurt's wall. He smirked as he walked over to the one of him that took up almost the entire wall and posed like he had in the picture. "What do you think? Do I look the same?" he asked teasingly, doing his absolute best not to laugh.
Kurt pouted and crossed his arms. "It's not funny," he whined though he couldn't help but smile.
Blaine chuckled and walked over to him. "It's a little funny," he said as he wrapped his arms around Kurt's waist and brought their bodies together. "It's also very cute. You really are my biggest fan."
Kurt melted into Blaine's arms and nodded. "I promised you I would be," he sighed and leaned in to kiss his beloved.
They kissed gently for a few minutes, both needing to taste, to feel one another before they were forced to part ways. There was a moment when Blaine unintentionally nibbled on Kurt's lower lip teasingly and Kurt could only moan into Blaine's mouth, the air around them growing heavy. Kurt pulled back slightly and smirked at how Blaine chased his lips. He stepped them backwards towards his bed, pulling Blaine down with him as he sat.
"Kurt," Blaine started but Kurt shushed him, scooting back so that he could lie down.
"It'll be months before I see you again," Kurt whispered against Blaine's skin, his lips kissing down Blaine's neck. "Indulge me," he purred.
"The door's wide open," Blaine protested weakly. "You're going to get us in trouble."
Kurt stopped, laid his head back on his pillow and pouted up at Blaine with big innocent eyes. Blaine had to bite back a moan. "I'm really going to miss you when you leave," Kurt said, his fingers trailing up Blaine's arm teasingly. "So, so much."
Blaine couldn't take it anymore. He couldn't take the way Kurt was looking at him with doe eyes. He couldn't take the way Kurt's foot rubbed his leg. He couldn't take being on top of his breathtakingly gorgeous soulmate and not take advantage of the situation. He was only human, and the need to connect was too strong, too powerful. With absolutely no regret, Blaine slid his hand down Kurt's thigh, dug his fingers in, and claimed Kurt's lips in a searing kiss.
Santana walked up the stairs cautiously, partly because she didn't want to interrupt Kurt and Blaine's last few moments but mostly because she was hoping they were making out and she wanted to watch. It wasn't her fault her best friend and his soulmate were so damn sexy. She stealthily walked around the corner of Kurt's hallway and froze in her spot.
"Oh my god," she mouthed and quickly pulled out her phone.
She clicked on her camera and pressed record, taking the smallest of steps as she got closer to their door. Blaine was on top of Kurt kissing him with fervor, Kurt's leg was wrapped around Blaine's torso holding their bodies close together, and Blaine's hips were rocking back and forth. Santana had to stop herself from squealing. Kurt was having a major make-out, frottage session with Blaine freaking Anderson, on his bed, with his door completely open and zero fucks to give. She was so proud of him.
She stood by the door and zoomed in on them, admittedly getting aroused by the sight and the sounds they were making. After a few more minutes of filming, she made her presence known. "It's a good thing Finn wasn't the one that came up here."
Blaine instantly got off Kurt and out of the bed, laughing with embarrassment. Kurt leaned on his elbows and scowled at her. "What the hell, Tana?"
She ignored him though and zoomed in on Blaine's crotch. "Well hellothere Mr. Anderson."
Blaine glanced down and quickly turned his back to her to adjust. He couldn't believe he let himself get lost again. Thank god it was Santana who caught them and not Burt. That was not the impression he wanted to leave on the man that had already threatened him with a shotgun.
"What do you want?" Kurt snapped as he sat up and adjusted himself. He was pissed at getting interrupted because Blaine felt so good, better than any fantasy. But he was grateful it was Santana and not Finn or heaven forbid, his father.
Santana stopped recording and sent Kurt a proud smirk. "I came up here to tell you that they're just about done down there. You might wanna...wrap things up here before daddy dearest decides to come check in on you."
"Ok, you told us. Now go. We'll be down in a minute," Kurt said, a wave of sadness crashing down on him.
"Mhm," Santana replied with an unconvinced brow and sauntered off.
Kurt let out a breath and got off his bed, walking over to Blaine and wrapping his arms around his waist. "I'm really sorry," he said with sincerity. "That was my fault."
Blaine turned around in his arms and sighed. "It was my fault too. You are just really irresistible."
Kurt shrugged a little, a blush on his cheeks. "I'm sorry?" he chuckled. "I just...I can't tell you how many times I've imagined you doing that and-"
"Don't," Blaine interrupted. "Please. Don't finish that sentence. I'm having a hard enough time as is," he said and both laughed, their erections pressed together. "We really need to get downstairs before I throw you back on that bed and ravish you."
Kurt whined and reluctantly let go. "Ok but before we go, I want to give you something." He walked to his dresser and pulled out a few shirts he wore to bed. He also grabbed his cologne and handed them to Blaine. He then walked to the side of his bed and picked up a stuffed puppy with big brown eyes. "This is Sir Devon the Knight," he told Blaine softly. "The New Directions went to a carnival this summer and Finn won a bunch of crap playing the games. I stole this one because it reminded me of you," he handed Blaine the puppy and Blaine held it close to his heart. "I want you to have it. He could keep you company on the road."
"Thank you, love. I'll keep him safe," Blaine promised him.
"I know you will," Kurt sighed with a sad smile. "Come on. We better get downstairs."
There was no denying it. Goodbye's sucked. After Kurt and Blaine straightened themselves out and walked downstairs, the guys immediately started heading to the bus. Jeff and Nick were ready to go have some alone time in their bunk, Wes and David were eager to speak with their wives, and Eric was determined to make up the time they lost. The goodbyes were quick and before Kurt could truly grasp it, Blaine was on the bus driving away to their next destination. A deep sense of loss quickly settled and Kurt had to ignore it or he would cry.
He and Santana got ready for bed and settled in for the night, the day's events replaying in their minds. Santana turned to look at Kurt to see him staring at the poster on his wall and inhaling Blaine's shirt which he was wearing. Without a word, she grabbed her phone and replayed the video. Kurt's head snapped to her the moment he heard them moaning.
"You are such a perv!" He said harshly as he tried to snatch her phone away. "You better delete that!"
"I am, I am," she drawled. "Right after I send it to you. And Blaine." "You better not send that to Blaine!"
"Too late," She singsonged after she pressed send. "Damn am I glad I got Blaine's number from Jeff."
Kurt's phone vibrated and he couldn't help but blush when he saw that Santana did indeed send it to him. "I hate you," he grumbled, quickly texting Blaine he was sorry that Santana sent him the video.
"You'll love me later when you're alone and missing him," Santana replied matter-of-factly. "Goodnight," she said and turned to her side.
"Night," Kurt huffed as he opened the text from Blaine.
From: Blaine Anderson
Tell her thank you. ;)
Goodnight my love. Dream of me.
Kurt smiled, the ache in his heart dissipating slightly and text Blaine back before putting his phone on the night stand.
From: Kurt Hummel
Goodnight Blaine. Always.
