Chapter 19: Welcome to LA
HisLuckyCharm:'Officially on my way to see @WarblerBlaine! #CantWait #BestChristmasBreakEVER'
KsWife: 'Oh my god! It's happening isn't it?! IT'S TOTALLY HAPPENING! PLEASE TELL ME THIS IS REAL!'
Numero1WarblerFan: '@HisLuckyCharm @WarblerBlaine K's going to LA to see Blaine! AAAH! My heart!'
bitchesbelikewhoa: 'K and Blaine, spending Christmas vacation together, kissing at midnight on New Year's. I'm done.'
LezBionicEm: 'No but like, they'll be together for like three weeks, right? SO much can happen in that time! I can't handle this!'
SebastiansLove: '@PerezHill is going to the last concert. He'll get the real scoop on these phonies. I'm not worried.'
KsWife: '@HisLuckyCharm @WarblerBlaine I love I love you I love you! #NoButSeriously #ILoveYou'
Klainelover: '@HisLuckyCharm @WarblerBlaine [gif] MY EMOTIONS'
KlainesArmy: 'Chill out guys. I know this is exciting but stop jumping to conclusions. They will tell us if they bond ONLY if they want to.'
KlainesArmy: 'Please stop tweeting them about it though. It's none of our business. Be respectful.'
KlainesArmy: '@HisLuckyCharm @WarblerBlaine Enjoy your time together! It's well deserved.'
Kurt stood outside in the passenger pick up area waiting for Cooper. His eyes jumped from high class vehicle to high class vehicle, as his heart raced. Five minutes in Los Angeles and the differences between his world and Blaine's were already strikingly obvious. He heard someone shout his name followed by a whistle and turned his head to the red BMW with tinted windows. The passenger side window was lowered just enough to see Cooper with his sunglasses smiling at him. Kurt hurried over to the car and Cooper popped the trunk so that Kurt could put his luggage inside. He quickly walked to the passenger side and got in. As Kurt put on his seatbelt, Cooper raised the window.
"Ready?" Cooper asked him.
"Yeah," Kurt said with a nod and Cooper started to drive out with the flow of cars.
They were silent for the first few minutes, Cooper concentrating on getting out of the airport traffic while Kurt let himself finally breath. He was actually in California and on his way to the Anderson home to wait for Blaine, riding in the passenger seat of hot shot Hollywood actor Cooper Anderson's car no less; the same man that was essentially his brother in law now. Kurt had to admit he was a bit overwhelmed.
As soon as Cooper hit the highway, Kurt pulled out his cell phone and called his dad.
"Hello?" Burt answered and Kurt took comfort in his voice. "Kurt?"
"Yeah, it's me," Kurt replied a little shakily. Cooper glanced at him. "I'm in the car with Cooper. We're on our way to the house."
"Oh good," Burt breathed with relief. "Now, don't you worry about us over here, alright? You have fun while you're there, be safe, and we'll see you in a few days."
Kurt smiled softly, his anxiety from the trip slipping away. His dad always knew what to say. "Thanks, Dad. I'll see you in a few days."
"Oh, Kurt!" Burt said quickly before Kurt ended the call. "What kind of car does Cooper drive?"
Kurt scowled even though his father couldn't see. "Really, Dad?"
"Yes, really," Burt insisted. "I bet it's a Cadillac, right? Or a Porsche? Oh! It's a Lamborghini!"
Kurt snorted with amusement. "He's an actor, Dad. Not a rapper," he rolled his eyes, glancing at Cooper who glanced back curiously. "And it's a BMW, actually," Kurt looked at the dash and the backseat, "6 Series by the look of it."
"Coupe or convertible?"
"Coupe," Kurt answered. "And it's red with tinted windows."
"Nice," Burt said with approval.
"Can I go now?" Kurt asked with a smirk.
"Yeah, yeah," Burt grumbled. "Promise me you'll look at the engine while you're there."
"Really, Dad?" Kurt whined with a laugh. "Yes, really!"
"Alright, fine. I'll ask," Kurt assured him with an eye roll, though truthfully he wanted to take a peek at the engine himself. "I'll call you tomorrow. Love you."
"Love you too, son."
Kurt ended the call and shook his head. "Sorry about that," he said with a hint of embarrassment as he sent Blaine a quick text.
"No need to be sorry," Cooper replied with a smirk. "What did he want you to ask?"
Kurt's face flushed. "Oh, um, nothing. He just...he's a bit of a grease monkey, so am I, you know, being raised in a car shop and all. He's a mechanic and owns his garage, and he wanted me to take a look at your engine," he rattled off quickly. "Not that I would like, do anything to it, and not that I couldn't either. I could totally take your car apart and put it back together like nobody's business. I would just look at it, and stuff. You know, appreciate its beauty."
Cooper grinned but held back a laugh. Blaine warned him that Kurt tended to ramble when he was nervous. It was rather cute. "Blaine's soulmate is a grease monkey, huh? That's pretty cool, considering neither one of us knows how to change a flat tire." Kurt turned to him, his face deadly serious. Cooper actually shrunk back a little. "What? That's what triple A is for." Kurt opened his mouth to comment but quickly closed it and looked away, shaking his head disapprovingly. Cooper smirked. "You can look under the hood tomorrow if you'd like. Just don't break my baby."
"You wouldn't know the difference even if I did," Kurt quipped. "Can't even change a flat tire. Incredible," he muttered.
Cooper chuckled and reached for the radio to turn it on. Kurt turned with a surprised brow when The Warblers' album began to play. "Don't tell Blaine I actually listen to his music. Then I won't be able to tease him for being in a boy band."
Kurt smiled brightly and relaxed into his seat. "Your secret is safe with me."
"What do you mean you're leaving right now?"
Blaine looked up at David with a smirk as he took off his pants. "What do you think I mean?" he asked teasingly, shaking his pants twice before grabbing the hanger on the rack next to him.
David narrowed his eyes for a moment as he slipped off his shirt. "Eric, I'm taking the jet home with Blaine!"
"Seriously?" Nick asked them but was ignored.
"You're taking the jet home?" Wes suddenly came around the corner already changed.
Blaine finished pulling on his jeans and zipped them up. "Hell yeah I am! Kurt's at my house and has already been with Coop for like an hour. There's no way in hell I'm traveling with the bus and leaving him there for another three."
Wes turned towards Eric. "I'm taking the jet too! I'm dying to see my wife!"
"We're all dying to see our wives," Eric smirked. "Don't you want to experience your last few hours on the bus with your brothers?"
"Nope," Blaine said with a laugh as he tied his shoes. "I already told Nathan to refill the tank because I was taking the jet right after the show."
"Of course you did," Eric said with amusement. "Well I can't stop you so bye. See you tomorrow. Be at the stadium by noon."
"Will do," Blaine promised him as he, Wes, and David hurried out.
"So Kurt," Cooper said conversationally, needing to distract Kurt for a moment. They were in the kitchen and even though Kurt thought Blaine
wouldn't be there for another two hours, his eyes continued to shift towards the front door. "Did Blaine ever tell you about the commercial he was in when he was little?"
Kurt turned to Cooper bemused. "Blaine was in a commercial?"
Cooper grinned and leaned on the bar. "He sure was. Back when I was auditioning for local gigs in Westerville, I took Blaine with me and he landed a job like that," he snapped.
"Seriously?" Kurt asked disbelieving. "I don't know if Blaine told you but I was a huge fanboy before I found out he was my soulmate. I would've known if he was in a commercial."
Cooper's grin widened as he stood back up. "Look up Welch's commercial, 1994, spot #3." Kurt raised a brow but did what he was told. While he searched through YouTube, Cooper sent a text to Blaine letting him know that Kurt was distracted.
Kurt's jaw dropped, a smirk playing at his lips. "Oh. My. God," he said in shock, young Blaine's face smiling at him. He looked at Cooper who nodded with a smug grin. "How have the fans not found this?"
"Beats me," Cooper shrugged, his eyes darting past Kurt for a second to see Blaine stealthily walking their way. "It only aired a couple of times because our dad flipped out and he called the company demanding that they take it down. Which they did immediately. Apparently my signing the rights for him to appear in the commercial was illegal."
Kurt shook his head slowly and clicked on the video to play. Blaine cringed the moment he heard his younger self speak. He should've known that Cooper would eventually show Kurt that video. Kurt cooed at the commercial, his cheeks flushing at how absolutely adorable Blaine was. His soulmate was a Welch's kid. He was never going to get over that. Blaine leaned against the entryway with a smile as Kurt giggled over his younger self. Cooper embarrassing him was well worth it in order to surprise his love.
"I remember that day," Blaine spoke up, startling Kurt. "I drank so much grape juice that to this day I refuse to drink any."
"Blaine!" Kurt squealed, quickly getting off the bar stool and running into Blaine's arms. "What are you doing here?!"
"Well this is my house," Blaine teased, leaving a gentle kiss in the crook of Kurt's neck.
"Technically it's my house," Cooper corrected though it went ignored.
"I know that," Kurt said as they parted. "I mean, I thought you wouldn't be here for like, another two hours?"
"I took the private jet home," Blaine half shrugged, bringing his hand up to cradle Kurt's face. "I missed you too much to wait."
Kurt blushed and leaned into the touch. "I missed you too," he spoke softly, leaning in to kiss him.
Cooper gave them only a moment before interrupting. "I hadn't realized he was taller than you, Squirt," he teased.
Blaine pulled back and stuck his tongue out. "I happen to like that he's taller." He glanced around the kitchen and dining room and raised a brow. "Where's Monica?"
Before Cooper could answer, his wife's yells traveled down the stairs. "In her office. It's one of those cases."
Blaine chuckled and nodded. "Gotcha. What did you guys make for dinner?" he asked as he and Kurt took a seat at the bar. "I'm starving."
"We ordered in from that Thai place you like," Cooper told him. "Want me to warm you up some?"
"Yes, please," Blaine said eagerly. He looked over at Kurt and raised a curious brow. "What are you doing?"
"Posting that commercial on Twitter," Kurt smirked and Cooper barked out a laugh.
"Kurt!" Blaine gasped. "You wouldn't!" "Too late," Kurt sang.
Blaine quickly pulled his phone out as it buzzed and sure enough, Kurt tweeted the video.
HisLuckyCharm: '@CoopAnderson Thank you for sharing this adorable video of @WarblerBlaine with me. Now I know which juice is his favorite. [link]'
Blaine shook his head as he went into Twitter. "I cannot believe you posted that. I've been hiding it for years. One day with Cooper and you're already selling me out," he teased lightly.
WarblerBlaine:'@HisLuckyCharm @CoopAnderson NO PLEASE! NO MORE GRAPE JUICE!'
Kurt laughed at Blaine's response and turned to him. "It's an adorable video, Blaine. Besides, I already started a riot earlier. Might as well keep it going. Maybe this will make them stop talking about us bonding and move on to how cute you were with that hair."
"There's talk of us bonding?" Blaine asked, suddenly very serious.
Kurt rolled his eyes and nodded. "Yeah. The fans flipped out when they saw I was coming to see you. Apparently us being together means that we're going to bond," he said dismissively.
Cooper set a plate of food and a beer in front of Blaine, and they shared a look that went unnoticed by Kurt. "I wouldn't worry too much about it," he said with a shrug. "Blaine's fans have always been a bit..."
"Crazy?" Kurt supplied.
"I was going to say eccentric, but crazy works too," Cooper laughed.
"You're not mad at me for posting that, right?" Kurt asked Blaine when he saw the worried expression on his face.
"No, no. Of course not," Blaine assured him. The look on his face had nothing to do with the video and everything to do with Kurt somehow finding out his secret plans. Not that anyone knew of them except Cooper and Eric, but just the talk of them bonding put Blaine on edge.
"Are you sure?" Kurt said with a pout.
Blaine smiled gently and leaned towards him. "I'm positive," he whispered, bringing his hand to Kurt's face and kissing him.
Kurt melted into it, his hand covering Blaine's and kissing him back lovingly. Neither noticed the flash of a camera, but when their phones buzzed simultaneously, they pulled back.
Blaine looked at his screen and his eyes went wide. "Cooper! What the hell did you do?!" he asked frantically as he clicked on the Twitter app.
Kurt gasped. "Oh my God!"
"What?" Cooper shrugged. "It's not like you can see his face."
CoopAnderson: '@WarblerBlaine @HisLuckyCharm Stop making out and eat your food Blainers. [picture]'
Blaine clicked on the link and thanked God that Kurt's face wasn't at all visible. Between their hands lying on top of each other and the angle Cooper took it at, all the fans could see was Kurt's hair, his hand, a little bit of their lips, and part of Blaine's face.
"You can't just post stuff like this, Coop," Blaine scolded. "We don't want to risk them finding out before we're ready," he said with a pointed look.
"They aren't going to find out," Cooper assured him. "Relax baby brother."
Blaine huffed at Cooper's flippancy. "I'm serious."
"Blaine," Kurt said placing a gentle hand on top of Blaine's shoulder. "It's fine. You can't even tell that it's me, not really. My friends would probably be able to because they know me but no one else in school pays that much attention to me, even if I am Cheerio Captain. That would've been our only real worry and they already know about us so we're good."
"But the media-"
"Will not find out," Kurt cut him off. "And even if they did, they can't prove it. If anything they're going to look for men with fabulous hair like mine and do you know how many are out there? A lot."
"I just don't want them to ruin this for us," Blaine said with a sigh.
"I know. I don't either," Kurt smiled softly. "We've made it this far haven't we? We can make it a few more weeks. Alright?" Blaine returned the smile and nodded. "Good. Now please eat. You still have a long day ahead tomorrow and I want to spend some time together tonight."
Blaine smiled gently, kissing Kurt's forehead before turning to his food. "No more pictures, Coop. Not unless we've seen them beforehand."
Cooper raised his hands in surrender. "No more pictures. Scout's honor." "You were never a scout," Blaine deadpanned.
Cooper shrugged. "Totally irrelevant."
While Blaine ate his dinner, Cooper made sure to tell Kurt as many embarrassing stories as he could remember. He told him about the time that Blaine had gone to one of his soccer games and had all the girls who went to support their boyfriends completely enthralled as he talked about how he would be famous one day.
"He even started singing and dancing, and all these girls who were years older than him were putty in his hands," Cooper had said and Blaine blushed begrudgingly at the memory. "I should've known then that he was going to be a huge star."
Cooper also told him about the time that Blaine found their mother's makeup and decided he wasn't pretty enough. He had been grateful that he was the one that found Blaine and not their father. Blaine had only been 8 and his innocence was still completely intact. He had no idea that their father would've thrown a conniption had he seen his youngest was all dolled up.
"He was so mad at me when I all but dragged him into the bathroom to clean it off," Cooper said fondly. "He kept saying, 'But I wanna be pretty like Mama! Why can't I be pretty like Mama?'" he imitated dramatically.
"I did not," Blaine tried to argue though he knew that he did. "You're over exaggerating."
"No way, little brother," Cooper shook his head, Kurt grinning at them with amusement. "You almost bit my damn arm off when I tried to take the lipstick off."
Blaine looked down in embarrassment. "Ok, yeah...I totally did that part."
Kurt reached over and gently stroked Blaine's hair. "It's ok, baby. I think you're pretty."
Blaine hid behind his hands as Cooper told Kurt about the time that he begged his parents to let him dress as Mulan for Halloween. He argued that it wasn't girly if he wore her Ping outfit but their father refused to even consider it. He had been devastated and swore that he would never trick or treat again.
"But Dad wound up going on a business trip."
"When wasn't he on one," Blaine muttered and Cooper continued.
"As soon as he was gone, Mom goes out and buys Blaine the Mulan costume, but not the Ping one, her bride dress. She knew that was the one he really wanted. He only settled for Ping because he thought Dad would approve," Cooper smirked and Kurt cooed. Blaine lifted his head and smiled at the memory. "She got some face paint and completely did him up. You were what, 12?"
Blaine nodded. "Yeah, something like. I remember thinking it was some sort of trick."
"Why would your mom trick you?" Kurt asked seriously.
"You never really knew with Mom," Blaine shrugged and Cooper nodded. "There were days where she went behind Dad's back and let us do things or eat stuff that he would never allow, and other days she was on his side one hundred percent. It just depended on the situation."
"That was an awesome Halloween though," Cooper said with a grin.
"Yeah, it really was," Blaine laughed. "Coop dressed up as Shan Yu and while we trick or treated, we pretended to have battles."
"Which I won, every time," Cooper said smugly.
Blaine scoffed. "In your dreams. I had that shit in the bag."
"In your dreams, little brother," Cooper said teasingly. "I was taller and better looking, so naturally, I won," Blaine rolled his eyes. "In fact, I'm still taller and better looking, so I still win."
"You wish," Blaine retorted.
"So did your dad ever find out?" Kurt asked with curiosity.
Cooper and Blaine shook their heads. "Nope," Blaine said. "By the time he got home from his trip, the costumes were gone and the candy had been eaten. As far as he knew, we stayed home that Halloween."
"And that is how it's going to stay," Cooper said with a nod. He raised his beer bottle and Blaine clinked his in agreement. "Our dad was never the type of man to let things go. He'd probably still try to ground me for going along with Blaine's plan."
Monica suddenly entered the kitchen in a rush. "Coffee. I need coffee," she muttered more to herself.
"How many cups is that, babe?" Cooper asked seriously. "Uh," Monica replied as she grabbed a cup from the cupboard.
Cooper snatched it from her hand and raised it above his head. "How many cups?"
"Give that back, Cooper!" Monica snapped.
"Not until you tell me how many you've had so far," Cooper said firmly.
Monica groaned. "I don't know! Like...10?"
"Nope," Cooper decided with a shake of his head. "No more coffee for you."
"Cooper!"
"No," Cooper said with finality. "You need to take a break. I haven't seen you all day, you ate dinner in your office, and you haven't even met Kurt or said hi to Blaine."
Monica turned to Kurt and Blaine with a wide smile. "Hi, Kurt, it's lovely to meet you! Hey, Blaine! I'm so glad you're home!" she turned back to Cooper, her smile replaced with a look of determination. "One more cup, one more hour of work, and then I'm done. I promise!"
"You promise?" Cooper asked as he slowly started to lower his arm.
"I swear it," Monica pleaded with her hands folded. Cooper relented and gave her the cup. "Thank you!" she quickly turned to the Keurig machine and started her coffee before turning back to Kurt. "Hi, sorry. I have this big case and it's making me want to pull out my hair! I'm not trying to be rude."
"No, it's fine," Kurt assured her with a smile. "I understand."
Monica smiled appreciatively and turned back to her coffee. She added her sugar, blew Cooper a kiss, and walked out without another word. Cooper sighed longingly. "So, that's my wife. She's a bit of a workaholic."
"She seems nice," Kurt smiled.
Cooper smiled back and took a sip of his beer. "Yeah, she really is."
When Blaine was finished eating, he took Kurt up to his bedroom. Cooper had already given him a tour of the house but was under strict orders not to let Kurt in his room. He had even gone as far as locking the door, just in case.
"Are you ready?" Blaine asked teasingly, his room key in his hand.
Kurt rolled his eyes though his heart pounded in his chest. "It's just a bedroom, Blaine."
Blaine grinned widely and turned to his door. "Close your eyes." Kurt raised a brow but closed his eyes anyway. Blaine opened the door just enough to put Kurt's suitcases inside and came around behind Kurt. He slipped his key in his pocket and covered Kurt's eyes with his hands. "Alright, start walking forward and push the door open." Kurt followed the instructions and walked into Blaine's room. "Keep your eyes closed," he said as he removed his hands. He closed the door behind them and locked it before coming to Kurt's front. "Ok, open up."
Kurt's eyes fluttered open slowly and his breath left him. "Blaine?"
"You told me once that I was your prince, and that you were your own knight," Blaine said warmly. "But you are my prince, and a prince's quarters mustn't be anything but extraordinary."
Kurt was completely floored. Blaine had literally turned his room into a prince's chambers. The colors used were rich royal blues and soft whites, and he was certain that Blaine completely replaced his usual furniture. The four post bed was something out of a fairytale with its majestic carvings and sheer canopy drapes. There was even a small chandelier in the middle of the room and Kurt could only laugh at the ridiculousness of it all.
"How did you...when did you..." Kurt trailed off as he walked towards the vanity that was surely meant for a king.
"I ordered the furniture when I was on tour," Blaine replied, suddenly bashful. "I had the company set it up and then earlier today, I flew here right after the meet and greet and had Cooper help me decorate. It's not too much is it?"
Kurt turned to Blaine with gentle eyes. "It's beautiful, Blaine."
Blaine smiled a little shyly. "Yeah?" he asked as he pulled Kurt into his arms.
Kurt nodded. "Yeah."
"I was thinking that whenever we buy our house, that this could be our bedroom set, if you wanted."
Kurt blushed deeply. Our house. Our bedroom set. He was seriously never going to get over this. "I think this would be perfect for our bedroom. I am living a fairytale after all," he laughed lightly.
Blaine brushed his nose against Kurt's. "Me too," he kissed him lightly and pulled away. "Why don't you get yourself ready for bed while I take a quick shower? You can use whatever creams I have on the vanity or your stuff, whichever you prefer."
"Ok," Kurt nodded and let Blaine go. He walked back to the vanity to inspect the creams and snorted. "Blaine, these are all higher quality creams of what I already use."
Blaine grinned as he pulled out a pair of boxer briefs from the dresser. "I know. And for the record, these are all I'm wearing tonight," he said cheekily.
Kurt bit his lip and nodded. "Duly noted."
Twenty minutes later, Blaine walked out of his bathroom in nothing but his boxer briefs and cuff. He hated wearing it to bed but he couldn't risk them bonding. The room was dark with the exception of the soft light from the lamp next to the bed and the canopy drapes were closed all around. The thought of Kurt waiting in their bed for him made his blood boil with desire. He took a slow breath and walked to the bed, gingerly opening the drapes. What he found was not what he expected. Kurt was lying there completely naked and staring at him through his lashes with an innocent expression.
"Enjoy your shower?" Kurt asked just above a whisper.
"Kurt," Blaine breathed, his eyes traveling down Kurt's toned body. It was the first time he'd seen Kurt naked, the first time he'd seen Kurt's long, lean cock. Sure he'd felt it through various fabrics, but this was entirely different. There were no boundaries between them and Blaine was salivating to touch it, to taste it.
Kurt sat up, then got on his knees, slowly making his way to Blaine from the middle of the bed. It had been a bold move not to wear his own boxers to bed but by the look on Blaine's face it had been a brilliant idea. He stopped far enough away for Blaine to have space to kneel on the mattress, but close enough that Blaine could touch him. He watched as Blaine eyed him hungrily and he blushed from his face down to his throbbing erection. Blaine's eyes finally moved back up his body and met his, an almost nervous chuckle escaping his lips.
"You're stunning," Blaine whispered. He reached out and trailed his fingers down Kurt's chest. Kurt closed his eyes for a moment and shivered. "Absolutely gorgeous."
Blaine licked his lips, his eyes following his fingertips until he reached Kurt's belly button. He looked up at Kurt as he kneeled on the bed. Kurt moaned when Blaine's clothed cock pressed against his. Blaine leaned into Kurt's neck and licked up to his jaw.
"I want to taste you," he whispered. Kurt nodded with a whimper. "Lay down for me, beautiful."
Kurt laid back down. His whole body was on fire and the look of want in Blaine's eyes made him groan. Blaine settled himself in-between Kurt's legs and started with a kiss on Kurt's collarbone. He kissed, and licked, and bit down Kurt's chest, the lower he got, the more Kurt's body shuddered from anticipation.
"You ok?" Blaine asked.
Kurt gulped and nodded. "Yeah," he said an octave higher. "You're just... really good with your mouth."
Blaine smirked against his skin. "You haven't seen anything yet," he said as he reached Kurt's cock. It wasn't as thick as Blaine's but it was longer, and although Blaine trimmed just a bit, Kurt was almost completely shaven and it was the sexiest thing Blaine had ever seen. "I can't wait to feel you inside me," he said, his breath lingering on Kurt's cock.
"Blaine," Kurt groaned, his hands gripping the sheets. Blaine looked up at him to see that Kurt was watching. He kept their eyes locked as he licked the underside of Kurt cock from base to tip. "Blaine!" he moaned, not once moving his vision away.
Blaine smiled devilishly. He loved that Kurt wanted to watch him, but he wanted Kurt to be in so much pleasure that it was physically impossible for him to. He licked up and around a few more times before lifting it up with
one hand and sucking on the end. Kurt threw his head back and moaned. Blaine's ministrations were soft and teasing and Kurt was sure he was going to lose his mind. Blaine took Kurt slowly, knowing that Kurt wouldn't last long and needing to savor every second. He even rutted against the bed, needing the friction and unable to control the rotation of his hips. Kurt's hand found its way to Blaine's hair, his fingers gripping the curls hard. Blaine slowed down a little and looked up at Kurt, waiting, needing Kurt to look at him. When Kurt met his eyes, Blaine sunk down and took Kurt entirely in his mouth.
"ohlordjesus," Kurt moaned out, his hips bucking up and fucking Blaine's mouth. The sudden movement made Blaine gag. "Sorry! So sorry!"
"It's ok," Blaine replied quickly and wrapped his lips around Kurt's leaking erection. He placed his hands on Kurt's hips to steady the movements. He began humming to the tune of Teenage Dream and Kurt breathed out a laugh.
"Are you fucking kidding me?" Blaine chuckled around him, the vibrations going through his cock. "Blaine, I can't."
Blaine moved one hand to Kurt's balls and gently rubbed them as he increased his bobbing. Kurt felt the familiar coil in his abdomen and couldn't stop from coming even if he wanted. He spilled into Blaine's mouth, Blaine's name mixed in with profanities falling from his lips. Blaine sucked him off until the very end of the orgasm, swallowing every bit of Kurt's cum. He released Kurt and wiped his mouth, kissing back up Kurt's body until he reached his face. Kurt was completely blissed out and Blaine smiled in satisfaction. He kissed Kurt softly, his body still aching with want.
"I can taste myself," Kurt whispered against his lips. "It's fucking hot," he muttered, kissing Blaine back with fervour.
Blaine's hips bucked forward and Kurt realized that Blaine was still hard. He pushed Blaine onto his back and quickly settled in-between his legs. He practically ripped Blaine's boxers off him and then froze at the thick cock
staring back at him. He licked his lips, recalling everything Santana told him about giving blowjobs and licked the pre-cum off the tip.
"Kurt," Blaine growled but had no opportunity to say anything else when Kurt took him entirely into his mouth.
Unlike Blaine, Kurt didn't tease or take his time. He sucked Blaine off as though his life depended on it, alternating between humming and screwing his head around like he had been taught. It didn't take long for Blaine to cum with a scream. Kurt attempted to swallow as much of Blaine as possible but some spilled over his face anyway. When he leaned back and looked at Blaine, Blaine swore under his breath. Seeing Kurt so completely debauched with his cum on his face was the most erotic thing he'd ever seen. He reached for Kurt's lips and wiped it with his thumb, but as he started to pull his hand away, Kurt quickly moved and sucked Blaine's thumb clean.
"Fuck, Kurt," Blaine breathed.
Kurt shrugged with a smirk. "What can I say? You taste good."
Blaine chuckled and rested his head back. "Not nearly as good as you."
Kurt crawled over to the lamp and switched it off before lying down next to Blaine. "We'll have to agree to disagree then," he teased lightly.
Blaine pulled him closer and kissed him. "I love you," he spoke quietly. "Goodnight, my sweet prince."
Kurt nuzzled his nose against Blaine's before curling up in his arms. "Goodnight, my sweet prince. I love you too."
Kurt breathed deeply, a smile tugging at his lips when his nose was filled with Blaine's scent. He must have moved during the night because he was now lying on his side. Their feet were intertwined and Blaine's hand rested on his hip. His eyes fluttered open and a blush instantly crept up his face. Blaine smiled lovingly. He would forever love the way Kurt's body flushed.
"Were you watching me sleep?" Kurt asked quietly.
Blaine nodded, his thumb caressing Kurt's hipbone. "You're too gorgeous not to watch," he said and Kurt's blush deepened. "Why don't you take a shower and I'll make us some breakfast? We have to be at the stadium by noon so we have some time."
"Sounds good," Kurt said with a hum.
Blaine scooted closer and kissed Kurt lightly before forcing himself to sit up. Kurt watched his back muscles constrict as he stretched and bit his lip. Who knew that stretching could be so sexy? He continued to watch Blaine as he reached for his boxer briefs on the floor, his eyes lingering on Blaine's ass cheeks as he pulled the briefs on.
"I gotta say," Kurt said with seduction. "You have a really nice ass."
Blaine turned to him with a wicked grin. "Just imagine yourself pounding into it," he replied sultrily and Kurt groaned in response. Blaine sent him a wink and got out of bed. He walked over to the dresser and pulled out a pair of pajama bottoms. "Eggs or pancakes?" he asked as he grabbed a shirt.
Kurt hummed as he stretched. "Pancakes," he answered as he sat up. "And bacon!"
"You got it," Blaine smiled over his shoulder and walked out of the room.
Kurt fell back in bed, closing his eyes and taking a breath. He half expected to wake up from this wonderful dream but when he opened his eyes, he was still lying naked in Blaine's bed, their bed. Without warning, a giggle escaped his lips. He couldn't wait to tell Santana.
Kurt and Blaine sat crossed legged on the bed with the tray of food between them. It was just after 9 so they still had plenty of time to talk and neither was in a rush. The conversation started off light, Blaine asking Kurt how his flight was and Kurt telling him how truly different their two worlds are. But when Kurt told Blaine about the argument he had with Mr. Schue on the bus, Blaine was far from amused.
"He was trying to force us to go to some stupid pizza party we didn't even deserve," Kurt argued, surprised by Blaine's reaction. He had honestly thought that Blaine would have found the situation funny. "The driver was waiting for me at school so that I could catch my flight to come here, to see you! Granted my flight was delayed but that's not the point. The point is that he was trying to force me into something that at the time I could not do and I was not about to miss my flight because of him. I don't understand why you're mad at me."
"I'm not mad at you," Blaine assured him but by the firmness in his tone Kurt didn't exactly believe him. "But I'm not happy with how you handled it either. That was really disrespectful of you, Kurt. If you had missed the flight then we would've gotten you another one. That wouldn't have been a problem. But the way you spoke to your teacher was uncalled for."
"You don't even like, Mr. Schue!" Kurt all but shouted. "You've said so numerous times! How would you have felt if I called you and told you that the reason I wasn't here wasn't because of the delayed flight, but because my stupid teacher made me go to a dumbass pizza party?"
"I would've been annoyed, but I would've understood. Kurt," Blaine reached over the tray of food and grabbed hold of his hands. "I get why you were upset with him, but you shouldn't have talked to him like that. He's your teacher, albeit not a very good one from what you've told me, but he's your teacher nonetheless. When you start school again, I think you should apologize to him."
Kurt's face dropped. "You're kidding me right?" Blaine shook his head. "No, I'm not."
Kurt groaned and pulled his hands away, crossing his arms in annoyance. "I don't like it when you act like an adult," he grumbled.
Blaine smirked. "Well with as many tantrums as you have, one of us has to be," he teased and Kurt stuck out his tongue. "I love you," he sang.
Kurt instantly melted. "I love you too."
Blaine leaned forward and pecked his lips. "Now, tell me all about Regionals. I can't believe you guys tied," he said as he grabbed a few grapes.
"Yeah well, your alma mater is kinda flawless," Kurt said with an eye roll. "Regionals was fine though. Santana did amazing, no surprise there, and Finn and Rachel's duet was of course incredible. What I've been dying to tell you is what happened with Mr. Clarington."
Blaine froze mid bite. "What happened?" he asked worriedly.
Kurt completely missed Blaine's apprehension. "Remember when I Voxer'ed you about how stuck up the Warblers are?" Blaine nodded. "Well, I was in the bathroom fixing my hair and I heard them talking about Mr. Clarington. Apparently he had some sort of breakdown and they were saying that he was totally losing his shit."
"Oh?"
"Yeah, so I get in their faces about how they shouldn't be talking crap about their director in front of the competition, in a public bathroom no less, and I say something like, 'Aren't Dalton men supposed to be about brotherhood and all that? How dare you talk shit about your leaders?' And yes, I know that I'm being hypocritical since I totally disrespected Mr. Schue but that's irrelevant," Blaine smiled a bit at that. "But anyway, so then one says to me, 'What do you know, public school?', as if that's some kind of insult."
Blaine snorted with amusement. "I can't believe that they still use that. Sebastian used to say that all the time."
Kurt rolled his eyes and continued. "Well then I said to him, 'I know more than you think', and that's when they walked out and I Voxer'ed you."
"Ok," Blaine said. "And?"
"And, I think that Mr. Clarington was in one of the stalls, because he approached me after the winners were announced," Kurt told him.
"What did he say?" Blaine said defensively.
Kurt did catch his tone that time and looked at Blaine with confusion. "Nothing bad," he assured him. "He was actually pretty nice. But he knew my name and told me that it was a pleasure meeting me, and when I asked him how he knew who I was, he said, 'I know more than you think', and I was just like, um..., and he goes, 'Don't worry, your secret's been safe with me for a long time', tells me that he's sure he'll see me again, and then walks off." Blaine let out a breath he hadn't realized he was holding. "How does he know me, Blaine? Do you guys talk or something?"
"Um, well...no, not exactly," Blaine said hesitantly. "I mean Wes still talks to him all the time but he and I...we...it's complicated."
"Complicated how?" Kurt questioned. "Did Wes tell him we were soulmates?"
"No, that was me," Blaine said, his mind racing. "Remember he was my roommate at Dalton senior year. He was there when I turned of age. He probably remembered your name and I guess he saw that I had found you so he put two and two together."
"Ok," Kurt said with narrowed eyes. "What aren't you telling me?"
Blaine gave him a reluctant smile. "It's not really my story to tell. I mean, parts of it are but...I can't in good conscious tell you anything about why it's complicated."
Kurt looked at him curiously but decided not to push. "Alright, I guess," he shrugged and Blaine visibly relaxed. "I can't get over how his students were talking about him though. Like, how awful must it have been to hear your students talking shit about you like that?"
Blaine looked away and nodded, questions and concern plaguing his mind. "Pretty awful I'm sure."
Kurt wrung his hands nervously. He was in the dressing room pacing, waiting for Blaine to finish with the second meet and greet. He had known that Perez Hill would be in attendance for tonight's show but it wasn't until they were leaving the Anderson home that Blaine told him they were doing an exclusive interview with the gossip columnist.
"He's the one person who everyone reads, whether they hate or love him," Blaine had said. "Eric made a deal to give him an exclusive as long as he didn't out us and as long as he waited until after we announce you to release any pictures. This is such a big scoop that he couldn't turn it down. Everything's going to be fine though, trust me."
And he did trust Blaine, completely and without question. But that didn't stop his anxiety from going haywire. So many things could go wrong and Kurt was terrified of making a fool of himself. In his panicked state, he didn't notice The Warblers' surprise guest walk into the dressing room.
"Are you him?" Kurt whipped his head around and gasped. "Are you Blaine's soulmate?" Kurt nodded slowly, his jaw going slack. Dani Santiago sauntered over to him with a wicked grin. "You sir, are a total hottie."
"That's saying something coming from a vagina lovin' diva like you," Elliot "Starchild" Gilbert said, his own smirk on his lips. "She's right though. You're smoking hot," Elliot extended his hand to Kurt. "You can call me Starchild. This is Dani. What's your name?"
Kurt shook Starchild's hand slowly. "Kurt. I'm Kurt," he turned to shake Dani's hand. "I know who you guys are, you're the Nipslips. My best friend is a huge fan. She's totally in love with you."
Dani preened and brushed her shoulder. "I am pretty fabulous."
"Could I get a picture?" Kurt asked hopefully. "She's going to throw a major bitch fit."
"Of course," Starchild said. "We love us some bitch fits." "I know that's right," Dani smirked.
Kurt quickly pulled out his phone and took a picture in between them before texting it to Santana. Not but a second later, Santana replied.
From Santana Lopez:
IF YOU DON'T GET ME AN AUTOGRAPH I SWEAR TO GOD I'M GOING TO SLIT YOUR FUCKING THROAT YOU WHORE!
"Wow, she's violent," Dani said as she read the text.
Kurt shrugged and pocketed his phone. "She's Tana. I should probably get that autograph though, just in case."
The dressing room door opened and The Warblers walked in. "I see you've met our special guests," Blaine smiled as he walked over to him.
"Nice job on this one, Blaine," Dani said before Kurt could answer. "He's a hottie."
"Yes, yes he is," Starrchild all but purred.
Blaine put a possessive hand around Kurt's waist. "He's mine, Elliot." "Touchy, touchy," Starchild teased. "And don't call me Elliot. It's Starchild."
"I'm sorry. I must've forgot," Blaine said in a polite tone though by the look on his face he knew he'd annoyed Starchild. Kurt had to admit that jealous Blaine was extremely sexy.
"Blaine, Kurt," they turned to look at Eric. "It's time."
"Are you sure this is a good idea?" Kurt asked for the third time. They were in a private room where the interview would be held and he was a ball of nerves.
Before Blaine could answer, there was a knock on the door followed by Eric and Perez Hill. "I'll leave you to it," Eric said with a look at Perez that once again reminded him of how important this interview was.
Eric closed the door and Perez turned to Blaine and Kurt. "It's wonderful to see you again, Blaine," he greeted with a handshake before turning to Kurt. "And you must be the mysterious K. Wow," Perez eyed him. "You are simply breathtaking. Your eyes are gorgeous."
Kurt smiled a little. "Thanks," he muttered. "It's Kurt, by the way."
"Kurt and Blaine. Klaine," Perez smiled with excitement. "I love it!" he exclaimed with a clap. "I know you're on a tight schedule so let's have a seat, shall we?" Kurt glanced at Blaine and Blaine smiled encouragingly as they sat on the couch. Perez sat in the chair across from them, took out his recorder and notebook, and set them on the table. "Before we begin, I want to explain what's going to happen. You seem a bit nervous, Kurt, and I don't want you to be uncomfortable during the interview. Sound good?"
Kurt sat up straighter and nodded. "Sounds good."
"Great. Now I know Eric has told you our deal but I want you both to be informed on the exact plan," Perez said and they nodded. "Tonight, I will take a few pictures of you two and we'll just talk. I'll ask some questions but I want to know you as a couple. Kurt, you and I will be in the VIP box so we'll be able to watch the show together away from prying eyes and have a chance to spend a little time together. I believe that Mrs. Montgomery and Mrs. Thompson will be up there with us so I'll take a few pictures of you with them as well," Kurt nodded, a new wave of nerves coursing through him. He hadn't met Vanessa or Katherine yet and he hoped they liked him.
"As far as the article, it will be published in a few days with a picture of you two but your face will be cut out, Kurt. I will write about a few key things that we've talked about tonight but it'll only be a teaser. The big article will be published after you announce Kurt to the world. That article will go into more detail about how you met and how different your lives have been, and I will release the original photo plus a few more. How's all that sound?"
Blaine looked at Kurt and smiled. "That sounds great, Perez."
"Perfect," Perez said with delight. "If at any time during the interview you say something you specifically do not want to me to share, be sure to tell me that it was off the record, even if it's after you already said it. Like I said, I will ask a few questions but I just want to talk, and people tend to say things without meaning to. Before I publish the article, I will email it to Eric so that he can approve it. Alright?" he directed at Kurt.
Kurt breathed deeply and nodded. "Alright."
Perez smiled, just barely containing his excitement. "Alright," he reached for his notebook, hit record, and pulled out his pen from his pocket. "So, why don't we start easy? Tell me how you two met."
Kurt glanced at Blaine and smiled with ease. "Funny story actually. We originally thought that we met at Goodale Park in Columbus, but we found out later that we met when we were much younger."
Kurt couldn't have asked for a better night. Their interview with Perez went better than expected. Fifteen minutes in they were laughing about Kurt's reaction to Blaine's name while Blaine stared lovingly at him. Perez adored Kurt and his spunky attitude. Once Kurt was over his nerves, it was like talking to an old friend which was exactly what Perez wanted. A relaxed interviewee was an open interviewee. Once they were done, Perez went up to the VIP box and tweeted teasers for the article to come.
Five minutes before the show began, Kurt, Vanessa, and Katherine made their way to the VIP box. Kurt's initial worry had melted away the moment he met the women. Vanessa was warm and welcoming, and her soft spoken nature put Kurt at ease. He had started learning sign language on his own in order to communicate with her better and although she had to correct him a few times, she was impressed by how quickly he picked it up. Katherine was exactly what Kurt expected her to be. She was funny and kind, and she had a bit of a mischievous streak like David's. Watching David freak out in the dressing room because he couldn't find his lucky necklace had been hilarious. It was even funnier when Katherine revealed that she had swiped it off his neck when he wasn't looking.
After the show, The Warblers and the crew went out to eat to celebrate the end of their first leg of the tour. David and Katherine had opted out however because she was dead on her feet, so Kurt got to spend more time with Vanessa as Blaine joked with his friends. Blaine allowed Kurt to have a few drinks with them and quickly found out that a drunk Kurt was a giggly Kurt. He watched amused as Kurt tried to speak with Vanessa, but the alcohol in his system made it difficult for him to sign properly. Vanessa couldn't remember the last time she'd laughed so hard. Kurt's personality was infectious and she was thrilled to have him be a part of their family.
Kurt learned that an intoxicated Blaine was a horny Blaine and he took full advantage of it. They were up for hours that night, teasing and exploring each other, learning each other's hot spots. When they woke the next morning, both were a bit hung-over but it didn't stop them from waking with the sun. Kurt convinced Blaine to take a shower with him, and the shower inevitably led to Blaine holding him up against the wall. What was meant to be a quick shower turned into an hour of rutting. As Blaine's fingers dug into his thigh, his teeth scraping Kurt's collarbone, Kurt realized that he had a kink for wall sex. Just the thought of Blaine fucking him against any wall made him want it even more. Blaine seemed to realize at the exact moment that Kurt enjoyed being constricted so he let go of Kurt's thigh and reached for his hands, holding them above his head and whispering dirty things into his ear until Kurt came with mewl.
After their shower, they lounged around the house for the rest of the day. There were hundreds of places that Blaine wanted to take Kurt, but they couldn't risk being seeing together yet. They didn't mind it too much though. It was a nice, relaxing day in their pyjamas and they enjoyed simply being in each other's arms. Once the evening rolled around, Kurt got ready for a movie night with Katherine and Vanessa and Blaine got ready for a night out with his brother and the guys, or so Kurt believed. As far as he was concerned, he was spending the evening at David's house with the girls while Blaine went out for a few beers and a game of pool.
"The girls will take care of you," Blaine said as they walked up to David's front door. "Don't let Katherine convince you to do something you shouldn't."
Kurt raised a brow. "What would she convince me to do?" he asked as Blaine rang the doorbell.
"She's a female version of David. She'll figure something out," Blaine said with a laugh.
Katherine opened the door with a smile. "Hey! Come on in," she said as she let them inside. "We have a fun night planned."
They walked into the kitchen and saw Vanessa mixing drinks. "Don't get him in too much trouble, baby," David joked as he and Wes walked their way.
"I would never," Katherine said with faux innocence.
"Maybe this is a bad idea," Blaine said with reluctance though he had no intention of taking Kurt back home.
Kurt laughed and shook his head. "It's just a few hours. I'll be fine. I won't drink that much, I promise."
"I'm surprised you two are drinking at all," Wes said as he eyed his wife. "You usually don't drink two nights in a row."
Vanessa shrugged with a smirk. "He's cute when he's drunk. Plus Kat didn't see his failed attempt at signing. It's only fair that she gets to experience it too," she signed and Kurt blushed.
"I'm still learning," Kurt said and signed. "You can't expect me to get it all right while I'm drunk."
"Alright, enough jibber jabber," David cut in. "Girls, Kurt, have fun. Elena, you stay in there," he pointed at Katherine's belly. "Let's go boys. I got some money to win."
"You know Jeff is going to clean you out, right?" Blaine smirked.
"No way, man. I gots this," David said confidently.
While David and Wes kissed their wives goodbye, Blaine turned to Kurt. "I'll see you in a few hours. We can't be out late anyway because we have our flight tomorrow."
"K," Kurt nodded. He leaned forward and gave Blaine a chaste kiss. "Have fun."
"You too," Blaine kissed his forehead and stepped back. "Come on. Coop's waiting in the car."
Blaine walked out of the house with the guys but instead of them all getting in Blaine's car, Wes and David got into David's. "We'll see you there, B," David called out.
Blaine nodded and hurried to his car. Cooper and he were going to meet up with the guys in a little while. They had one stop to make first.
Cooper and Blaine walked into the jewelry store using the side entrance. While Cooper went to look around under the ruse of buying Monica a gift, Blaine quickly snuck into the back where the store's manager was waiting for him.
"Thank you so much for meeting with me on such short notice," Blaine said with a smile.
"No worries," Claudia said as she pulled out her collection of high quality cuffs. "I know how important this moment is for you and the fact that you want to surprise him makes it so much more romantic." Blaine smiled at her and leaned closer to the display of black cuffs. "When is your getaway?"
"Not until after Christmas," Blaine told her. "But we'll be in Ohio starting tomorrow and I wasn't about to go anywhere else but here," he said charmingly.
"Of course not," Claudia replied haughtily. Everyone knew her store was the place to get bonding cuffs. She watched Blaine carefully until his eyes lingered on a cuff for a bit longer than the rest. "One catch your eye?"
"Yeah, this one," Blaine said and pointed to one that had a buckle instead of a clip. Claudia lifted it up and handed it to him. Blaine removed his own cuff and wrapped the new one on, moving his wrist around to test. "And these can be personalized as well?"
"Mhm," Claudia nodded, turning Blaine's hand palm side up. "The stitching would go right here."
Blaine smiled broadly. "Perfect. I'll take two medium sizes. How long will the stitching take?" he asked as he removed the cuff and handed it back to her.
"The stitching itself only takes a short while but I usually have the customers pick them up the next day," Claudia told him. "But since you need this in a rush, I can personally get them done right now. Say, thirty minutes?"
"Sounds good," Blaine said with a nod.
"Alright. Let me get the paperwork for you and then I can get this started."
Blaine thanked her and took a deep breath, excitement and anxiety coursing through him. Kurt was in for the surprise of his life.
Hi! This was removed from AO3 and that made me worry that I might get removed from here too, I considered uploading it to Wattpad too but I don't think I want to risk it. If you want to keep up to date with anything that happens with this story I would recommend checking my profile regularly or following my account so you know if something happens. If this does get removed I will still write my own version of the ending as it was never completed.
