Intoxicated
2009
Kurt examined the fake ID Sebastian had gotten him in less than a day with intense scrutiny, looking for any sign that it might be fake and lead to his arrest.
"It's fine." Blaine promised. "See, I have one too."
Kurt, although fairly certain he did not want to go watch Blaine and Sebastian as a real couple, also remembered how intimate and willing Blaine could be while intoxicated, and didn't want to leave him prey to Sebastian. Sebastian, when Blaine was away, had once again cornered Kurt and threatened to ruin Kurts friendship with Blaine. Kurt then informed him that he'd rather lose Blaine forever than continue letting him be with someone who treated him so poorly.
Sebastian was unimpressed and after a few short words were passed through them, they separated.
Blaine grabbed Kurt by the hand and dragged him behind him towards the bar door, only letting go once they were inside. Just as they always had, they got in rather easily and Sebastian led them straight to the bar.
"What are you drinking, Kurt?" Sebastian wondered.
"Water." Kurt answered coolly.
"Water?" Sebastian mocked. "How sexy."
"It's fine." Blaine smiled. "At least we have a DD, right?"
"Yeah, sure, if we want to leave at midnight before his bedtime." Sebastian continued then said, "I'm kidding, of course, Kurt."
Kurt offered him a stiff smile but didn't reply.
When they'd had a couple drinks, the Blaine and Sebastian went out to the floor. Kurt had meant to but couldn't stomach the idea of watching them dance together. At least I am fairly certain I won't have to see Korofsky here.
"Alone tonight?" Kurt turned to a surprisingly attractive man, probably somewhere in his mid-20's, with longer dark hair and bright blue eyes. "I can give you some company."
Kurt was going to argue that it probably wasn't appropriate for him to be with Kurt who was supposed to be a teenage, at least physically, but then he remembered that anyone in the bar was supposed to be 21. Plus, it wasn't like they were doing anything wrong. And Blaine certainly wouldn't mind. He was too busy with Sebastian.
I haven't been with a single person since this whole thing has happened. And I mean... we don't have to have sex, but even if we do, I'm not currently with Blaine, and he did cheat on me once anyways, so this would just make us even. Plus, he has Sebastian.
"I would love that." Kurt smiled while trying to be his most attractive self. "I'm not completely alone, I came with friends." He pointed to Blaine who was dancing with Sebastian. "Or a friend and his boyfriend."
"And they left you here all alone?" The man laughed.
"I left myself." Kurt clarified then paused and touched the man's shoulder. "Would you like to dance?"
"I would absolutely love to." He agreed letting Kurt take his hand and pull him to the floor. He wasn't sure how long they danced, the songs were in a constant flux of DJ mash-ups, and he wasn't checking his phone, but he was having enough fun that he was almost able to forget about Blaine dancing a few feet away with another guy.
Kurt was enjoying his time with the man, letting his hands touch his hips then push a little bit up his shirt to feel the man's rock hard abs. "Are you serious?" Kurt asked over the music. "How is this real?"
The man grinned and started exploring Kurts body also. Kurt had grown more confident in his body in 2014 but still hadn't maintained the same level of confidence in this time so he wasn't sure he liked the idea of being touched, but he had been missing the contact. You've been working out. Don't worry. You're not as scrawny as you were. He wished he had a shot or something to relax him a little but sobriety was important. He was there to protect Blaine.
They continued to dance getting closer and closer as he contemplated bringing the man home... No, he couldn't take him home, but they could go to his place. Even a bathroom was looking nice, and Kurt wondered momentarily where his inhibitions had gone.
He only separated from the man when an arm was put between them. Kurt looked over in aggitation but relaxed when he saw it was Blaine looking rather woozy.
"Blaine?"
"I think... I need you to come with me."
"Why, I'm in the middle of something."
Blaine looked up at the man, almost a foot taller than both of them, with perfectly sculpted features and breathtakingly blue eyes. Kurt wasn't sure if it was the alcohol, or his annoyance that Kurt didn't immediately come when he called for one, or something else, but Blaine gave the man a sharp, disapproving glare and a face another drunk person might confuse for a desire to fight.
"Blaine." Kurt snapped taking a step back from the man.
Blaine looked back at Kurt, his face still woozy. "I need... I need you to come to the bathroom and hold my hair back."
"I think you're gel will do that." Kurt noted.
"Kurt." Blaine whined and made large puppy-dog like eyes that Kurt couldn't help but surrender to.
"I'll be right back." Kurt groaned and the man laughed but nodded. Then Kurt allowed Blaine to drag him into the washroom where he went into a stall and lowered to his knees while leaning over a toilet.
Kurt walked in behind him and listened patiently as Blaine tried to make himself throw up. Nothing came. Kurt willingly wiped some of the sweat from Blaines forehead into his hair as if to help keep his hair from becoming a mess. It was a pointless task, he knew, but he was always willing for an opportunity to touch Blaine.
"I-I-I'm sorry." Blaine choked as he tried to eject the poison he'd been drinking. "You wer-word having fun with that guy and I w-wrecked it."
"You didn't wreck anything." Kurt promised. "He'll still be out there when you're done... where's Sebastian?"
"Ugh..." Kurt wished his was making that sound in response to Sebastian but it was his trying to get out the alcohol. "He's getting us more drinks. He keepes getting us m-more drinks. I'm-I can't drink this-is much, Kurt?"
"Yeah?"
"Who is that guy?" Blaine wondered, not slurring his words for a moment. "The one you're were dancing with?"
"I don't know yet, but I'd like to." Kurt smirked a little realizing that he talking about wanting another man with Blaine, and Blaine had no reason to argue or complain.
"You seemed to like him." Blaine noted still trying to look up at Kurt who kept turning his head down. He rarely got drunk enough to really screw up his words or feel sick. "Why do you like him?"
"He is very attractive." Kurt mused.
"And tall. Both Sebastian and him are tall. Is that what you like, Kurt? Tall guys?" Blaine somehow seemed to make it sound like an accusation despite his slurring.
"I'm still growing, Blaine." Kurt noted. "They won't be that tall to me forever."
"You know, have you ever had sex? Because-Become-Cause you shouldn't have sex with a man you don't know. It's not clean. Or safe."
"I haven't." Kurt acknowledged because in 2009 he hadn't. "But I understand what I'm doing."
"Y-you're too young to undersand- -to understand, Kurt." Blaine snapped. "Be careful I'm sorry, I'm being so gross. I didn't want you to see me this way."
"I've seen worse." Kurt admitted, but omitted the part where Blaine was where he'd seen worse.
"I love you, Kurt." He groaned and lean back against Kurts legs looking up at him Kurt put a hand on his cheek and smiled in amusement. "Y-ou're my b-best friend. You know?"
"Tell me in the morning." Kurt suggested feeling a pang of pain inside him. I want Blaine. No one else.
"I will." Blaine nodded closing his eyes as he leaned down heavier onto Kurt.
"Alright, get up." Kurt snapped, picking up Blaine by his armpits with minimal help from Blaine. "I'm taking you home before you pass out."
"I can't... I canna go home, my dad is home." Kurt didn't have to wonder what that meant. Blaine's mom was more accepting of Blaine going to a party and getting drunk. She didn't like it, but so long as he was safe she was okay. Plus, she'd probably sleep through his getting home so she wouldn't even notice. His dad was a completely different story. If Blaine wobbled in and hit absolutely nothing on his way to his room, his dad would be woken up and be very unhappy that his son had come home drunk at midnight. Blaine would probably be grounded for months.
"What was your plan then?" Kurt demanded, then decided he didn't want to know. It probably involved Sebastian. That was probably why Sebastian was getting him so drunk.
Kurt dragged him out of the bathroom, supporting half his weight to do so. He took him to Sebastian first, who was talking with another attractive guy, less attractive than Kurt's, Kurt noted internally.
"Blaine needs to go home." Kurt said, already knowing Sebastian's affinity for staying out till the lights came on.
Sebastian, as Kurt suspected, was not impressed. "We just got here. It's not even 11."
"He can hardly stand up." Kurt noted.
"Imma-garb-a-baba." Blaine grumbled.
"I don't know what that means, but it's time for you to take him home." This was a gamble but one Kurt felt strongly about. Especially if he said the right things, Sebastians evil, manipulative nature would take over. "He needs to be in his own bed now."
Kurt was right. Sebastians eyebrow lifted slightly as the thought of Kurt taking Blaine home to get castrated by his father for showing up drunk was too opportune. Blaine would be so angry at Kurt the next day, Sebastian thought at least.
"Alright." Sebastian smiled. "I trust you. Take him home."
"You're not coming?" Kurt demanded as if insulted.
"I will take a cab home. He's safe with you, right?" Sebastian smirked.
"Fine." Kurt spat and started to lead Blaine outside.
"Wait!" Kurt froze when Sebastian spoke from behind him. "Just wait for me. Fifteen minutes."
"Why?" Kurt asked in disbelief.
There was nothing malicious or evil in Sebastians expression when Kurt turned to look at him. "Blaine planned to come to my house after. That's what he'd want to do."
"Alright." Kurt said feeling his stomach and heart drop.
"Fifteen minutes." Sebastian repeated. Kurt nodded and turned back for the door.
The moment they touched the fresh air Blaine picked up some of his weight and started walking more on his own as he leaned into Kurt.
"Jurt, you're m-y h-hero."
"uh-huh." Kurt nodded. "Get in the back of the car."
"No, why?" Blaine demanded.
"We're going."
"Not yet, I'm not done." Blaine argued.
"You can't even walk!"
"I'm faking. I just wanted to get you alone."
"Why?" Kurt demanded but was answered when Blaine grabbed him roughly by the cheeks and pulled him forward so that they were sharing a sloppy, drunken kiss. Blaine then wrapped his arms around Kurts neck and started leading him into the back of the car. Blaine was sloppy and unorganized in his drunken state so Kurts willingness was the only reason for his success.
Kurt centered himself over Blaines body as they kissed deeply and passionately. Kurt was just happy for that much as Blaine started thrusting his hips up into Kurt and began pulling at his clothing. It took Kurt a moment to remember what was wrong about this situation. He pulled away suddenly, listening pleasantly to the groan of disappointment that left Blaines lips as a result.
"You have a boyfriend." Kurt reminded.
"He's not here." Blaine argued as he tried to pull Kurt back to him. It was difficult for Kurt to fight him. Two sets of desires told him he should. His future self who knew what they meant to each other and saw nothing wrong with them speeding the process up, and his past self who was just so happy that Blaine appeared to really want him.
"Sebastian is inside." Kurt continued, leaning down to kiss Blaines neck a few times. Blaine moaned loudly as his fingers curled into Kurts hair in a weak attempt to hold him there. Kurt used all of his strength to pull away. He kissed Blaine once more on the lips then moved to sit up.
"He won't ever need to know" Blaine tried to pull Kurt back down to him.
"This is a very interesting side of you, and if and when I ever get back to my time, we will definitely be discussing it but for right now, Blaine, you are drunk and your boyfriend is inside and I cannot imagine you wouldn't regret this in the morning."
Blaine rolled his eyes and groaned loudly. "I won't regret it Kurt. I'm sure."
So am I but that's not the point.
"I won't take advantage of you." Kurt decided.
"Is it because I'm not Sebastian?" Blaine snapped in disgust.
"What?"
"Why did you choose Sebastian over me?" Blaine wondered in sorrow. "What was wrong with me?"
"N-nothing." Kurt felt his pants starting to get tighter and found it extremely difficult not to cave into Blaine's requests. "But you have a boyfriend and you wouldn't be able to live with yourself if you destroyed that."
"Sometimes I think... I sometimes I wish I met you first." Blaine stated. "We're a better match, don't you think? We get each other so well and I... You're my best friend, Kurt. Sebastian is so judgey."
"Blaine." Kurt tried to find fresh air to breathe but found it impossible to smell anything other than alcohol and Blaine. He needed air to think straight. "I will do anything and everything you want. But you have to be sober to request it."
"Come on, Kurt, I won't mind in the morning, I promise." Blaine begged trying to pull Kurt back down to him while wrapping his legs around Kurts hips.
"You're first time shouldn't be like this!" Kurt snapped, pulling away from him once more, but now being a little more successful because of Blaines surprise. Kurt remembered their friend time in a situation very similar to this one and didn't want to make the same mistake in angering Blaine. He couldn't go home with Sebastian like this. Kurt glanced over his shoulder and didn't see anyone so he continued, "I really want you too, Blaine, but it isn't right like this."
Kurt pulled himself out of the car fully but stood blocking the entrance so Blaine couldn't escape. He didn't try to. Blaine sat up and looked up at Kurt with wide, curious eyes before reaching forward and attempting to unzip Kurts pants.
"Blaine stop!" Kurt ordered, pushing him away.
"Why!?"
"Because you have a boyfriend and it isn't me!" Kurt snapped. "And frankly, no matter how much I might have wanted this to happen, it is a little off-putting that you'd cheat on your boyfriend so easily and willingly."
"What's going on here?" Kurt turned and Blaines eyes widened to Sebastian as he walked towards the SUV with a skeptical look in his eye.
"Nothing." Kurt decided trying to unhook Blaines hands from where he'd tangled them in Kurts pants.
"Doesn't look like nothing." Sebastian spat grabbing Kurt by the collar and pinning him to the car. "What the hell do you think you're doing?"
I'm done with this dysfunctional relationship. It's clearly not meant to be, why am I enduring it? I can just wait for Blaine to realize his error in dating Sebastian. "Can you get off me you narcissistic moron?" Kurt insisted, pushed Sebastian back. "Surprisingly, I was on your side, but every time I see you that gets more difficult."
"You were on my side, then why were you cornering my drunk boyfriend?" Sebastian demanded stepping closer again with clenched fists and a tense body. Unlike with Blaine, Kurt feared Sebastian might actually attack him.
"I put him in the car." Kurt snapped.
"Yeah it looked and sounded like that's what was going on."
Blaine was standing then and he put himself physically between Sebastian and Kurt, falling back into Kurt a little unstable. Kurt was willing to catch him but wanted to focus on Sebastian.
"Stop yelling at Kurt." Blaine ordered. "He wasn't doing anything, I was. But let me tell you why..." Blaine started to tip sideways so Kurt leaned and pulled him back up straight where he started leaning once more, probably unknowingly, against Kurts chest as if he were trying to use the car for support. "Why are you n-ever h-happy with me? Huh? Never. Nothing I ever do is good enough f-or you why?"
"Blaine, this isn't a good time." Sebastian stated in a calmly irritated voice. "We'll discuss it at home."
"N-no, no, we won't." Blaine snapped, "And you know, I don't think I'm going home with you, I'll go with Kurt."
"Umm." Kurt said loudly enough to be heard because he wasn't completely sure he wanted to be involved in this much longer. Blaine's willingness was starting to give him an uncomfortable anxiety and he had no way of knowing if it was because his body knew he was in love with Kurt, or maybe Blaine had problems deeper than Kurt knew about that had never really been addressed. He hoped this was an isolated incident but his mind told him to be realistic.
Blaine turned a little to glance at Kurt, "Yeah, I'm going to go home with you."
"You're not thinking straight." Sebastian noted.
"That's be-cause I'm gay!" Blaine snapped. "But you just won't accept me anyways. I'm tired of always being judged by you! 'Blaine, you were so pitchy, we need to work on that,' or 'why is there so much gel in your hair' or 'why didn't you gel today' or 'Blaine, two times two isn't three,' y-ou know s-some of us can't be perfect all the time! And why don't you ever let me see your phone? You demand to see mine constantly, constantly, but if I even glance at yours you act like I just broke a privacy law. What are you hiding from me? And another thing, why do we a-always have to be doing something? Why can't we ever just sit down and watch a movie? I like to relax."
"I'm sorry, can we talk about this later?" Sebastian hissed through clenched teeth.
"N-no! We never talk about it! I always smile and ignore it but today I realized you are just like my brother and I don't know that I like that... Why did you have to get me so drunk?"
"It was an oversight. I will not do it again, can you please get in the car?"
"Yes." Blaine snapped. "But not with you!"
Kurt pushed Blaine back into the back of the car where he lay down groaning about being sick. After closing the door he turned back to Sebastian who gave him the darkest look he could manage before walking around the car and getting in the passenger side.
"Hey, I said you weren't coming." Blaine snapped.
"I'm not going to leave you drunk no matter how aggressive a drunk you may be." Sebastian rebutted.
"There he goes judging me again." Blaine groaned and fell back as Kurt began driving.
Teens shouldn't drink.
"It's not a judgment, it's an observation." Sebastian clarified.
"Whatever."
Sebastian instructed Kurt on where to go but that was the only thing they said. When Kurt arrived at Sebastians house, Sebastian tried to bring a reluctant Blaine with him.
"I'm going with Kurt." Blaine snapped. "I need some space."
"Blaine, you need to get out of the car." Sebastian remained surprisingly calm, Kurt thought, as Blaine pushed him away.
"Kurt!" Blaine cried.
"I'll take him home." Kurt decided in an exhausted, dead voice, mentally wondering why he didn't keep dancing with the man from the bar. Let these two destruct their own relationship.
"Kay, he is my boyfriend. He planned on coming to my house, and that is what he will do." Sebastian snapped angrily at Kurt.
"I don't care what plans you had, I just want to go to bed, and if he won't get out, don't make him. If he ends up sleeping in my car and makes a mess, he will learn in the morning when he has to clean it up." Kurt snapped back. He hadn't left the drivers seat.
Sebastian hesitated but said, "Fine. But in the morning don't complain to me when you don't wake up where you expected to."
When Sebastian closed the door, and Kurt started driving again Blaine sat up in the back seat of the car and leaned forward, "I'm sorry Kurt."
"What are you sorry for?"
"You were having a really good night and I ruined it."
"You didn't ruin it."
"Yes I did." Blaine moaned. "I wrecked everything. You had a really attractive guy who was into you, and it looked like you liked him too but I got in the way."
You get in the way of every relationship that's not with you.
"It wouldn't have worked out after he realized I was still in high school."
"I g-ot jealous and wrecked it." Blaine wailed.
A small hopeful smirk crossed Kurts face then. "Jealous? What were you jealous of?"
"I'm the most terrible person!" Blaine cried but Kurt wanted to stay on the topic of jealousy.
"What were you jealous of?"
"You know, McDonalds would be a great idea. Kurt, go to McDonalds!"
"You hate McDonalds."
"Psh, no one hates McDonalds. Ew, but I saw this documentary... oh no. Are we going?"
"We'll see." Kurt answered as a calm No, I want to go home.
"Thank you for doing this." Blaine said.
"Of course." Kurt replied. "Why were you jealous of the man from the bar?"
"Oh him, why were you dancing with him? You know, I'm closer to your age, right?"
"You're not single."
"Well, I probably will be tomorrow, so if you want to go out then." Blaine mused.
Kurt laughed in response. "I don't think I want to be a rebound."
"Y-ou could never be a r-rebound!"
"Does Sebastian make you happy?" Kurt decided to ask.
"Yes." Blaine answered immediately. "No... I don't know, it's nice having a boyfriend."
"But are you really happy with him?" Kurt insisted. "Would you want to spend the rest of your life with him?"
"We're a little young for that, don't you think? Those kinds of questions shouldn't be a-sked until we're like... thirty. Oh, look, McDonalds, oh no you missed it."
"My bad, maybe the next one." Kurt said, trying not to feel too much joy or irony in Blaines statement about them being too young to know. That was usually his argument. Maybe this whole situation is the universe telling me I was right. Giving me a second chance. I don't doubt loving Blaine but maybe we were supposed to be older first. Experience other things.
"Why don't you have a boyfriend, Kurt?" Blaine wondered. "Then we could double date."
"I don't want to do that." Kurt decided.
"Sebastian's not that bad, I'm just drunk."
"Kurt, I'm your friend, right?" Blaine asked.
"Yes."
"Your best friend?"
"Yes."
"Do you love me?"
"Very much."
"Oh good, because I love you too." Blaine smiled and attempted to hug Kurt over the seat.
"When we get to my house, are you coming in or are you staying in the car?"
"Can I come in?" Blaine wondered.
"Yes, but you have to be quiet."
"Shhh."
"Yes."
"I'm going to take a nap."
"You do that."
The rest of the ride was rather peaceful. Kurt quietly sang to the radio for the rest of the trip. When they got to his house, Blaine was asleep in the back of the car.
Kurt crawled in somewhat over him and tried to quietly wake him but he wouldn't.
"mmm, Sebastian." He moaned making Kurts heart stop and fill with the heaviest and sharpest lead.
"Wake up, Blaine." Kurt snapped because he was annoyed.
"Err, I love you."
"Get up." Kurt ordered, pulling him out of the car and catching him just before he could collapse on the ground. "You need to be quiet."
"Please don't hate me, Kurt." Blaine moaned.
"I can't hate you." I'm trying.
Kurt led him into the house where he immediately ran for the downstairs washroom and started throwing up. Kurt followed him and knelt down beside him lightly patting his back.
"I'm sorry." Blaine choked when he had the chances. "I'm so sorry."
"Don't feel sorry." Kurt whispered. "Just feel better."
"I'm disgusting." Blaine whined.
"It's natural don't worry." Kurt assured him still petting his back. He didn't have a nice way of saying he'd seen Blaine with food poisoning so this was nothing. That would sound too creepy to admit, he was sure.
Blaine sat back when he was fairly certain he was done and sloppily wiped his face on his arm. Well, that shirt is coming off before touching my bed.
"Thank you for always being there for me." Blaine smiled weakly.
"Of course."
"Am I really your best friend?"
"You're my best friend."
"And your mine."
"I'm yours."
Blaine smiled then and closed his eyes as if satisfied to go to sleep.
"No, no, get up." Kurt ordered pulling him up from his armpits and shoving his head under the tap while he flushed the toilet one extra time.
Blaine groaned but obeyed, rinsing out his mouth the best he could.
When he was done he stood and turned off the water. "Feeling better?" Kurt asked. Blaine nodded looking more drowsy than energetic now.
Kurt led him upstairs to his room, pleased with how quiet he managed to be. Then when in his room, closed the door behind them and started to remove Blaines shirt.
It was out of habit that Kurt didn't explain to Blaine what he was doing but Blaine seemed to trust him enough and allowed him to.
Kurt moved to replace Blaines shirt with one of his own but when he returned Blaine had fallen on his bed.
Kurt pulled off Blaines shoes and socks and put them in the corner of the room, then sat him up and slid on the shirt.
"You take good care of me." Blaine observed. "I have to go pee."
"Can you do that by yourself?"
Blaine nodded the cocked an eyebrow up at Kurt, "unless you want to help me with that too?"
Kurt shook his head and opened the door for Blaine. "Be quiet though."
"Shh."
Kurt returned to his room and started getting ready for bed. Blaine was back when he was done.
"Can I borrow pants?" He wondered with a small pout.
Kurt nodded and passed him pajama pants which he shamelessly changed into. Kurt had seen it many times before and was not shy to seeing him now but turned to give him the privacy that he thought he had.
Blaine got into the bed and after turning off the lights, Kurt got in beside him, his heart suddenly racing because the thing he'd once thought was so trivial was happening again as something unique and special. Even if it was only platonic. He was in bed with Blaine again. Nothing sexy needed to happen. Kurt was refreshed by his presence.
He hugged one of his pillows so that he wouldn't end up hugging Blaine and making him feel uncomfortable. He could control himself while awake but not while sleeping.
"Kurt?" Blaines voice was muffled by the pillows.
"Yeah."
"Would you really ask Sebastian to leave me for you?"
"No." Kurt answered sternly. "Never."
"Would you ever ask me to leave him for you?" Kurt hesitated then, his breath stuck in his throat. "Because I would if you asked."
"Would you?" Kurt was afraid to feel the amount of hope he felt then.
"Yes." He grumbled. "I wish you were my boyfriend. We make a much better team."
"I agree."
"Would you ask me?"
"Ask me again when you're sober."
"I'm sorry if you hate me."
"Why would I hate you?"
"I ruined your night with that guy."
"You ruined nothing."
"I'll make it up to you." Blaine vowed into his sleep.
"Will you?"
"Yeah, we'll have sex."
Kurt choked on his own air when Blaine said that.
"Best friend sex, don't worry."
"Let's talk about it in the morning." Kurt suggested.
"Okay. We'll have sex in the morning. Just remind me, I drank a lot." Blaine groaned. "I want to be..."
But then he was asleep. Kurt found it took him an hour to calm down his mind enough to sleep also, but when he did it was the most relaxing sleep he'd had in the last couple months. He hoped desperately that they would have morning sex because he missed every part of Blaine and after being so close with him in so many places, he really needed the release. And he'd been craving the contact since he lost it.
He woke up and rather than get up he watched Blaine sleep in an unruly mess of himself and blankets.
Oh, I forgot, he likes to take all the blankets.
For the first few moments, Kurt had allowed himself to think he'd returned to 2014 and everything was fixed and he had Blaine back. This was his Blaine and this time he'd give him breakfast in bed and serenade him all he wanted and he wanted to make the day all about having Blaine but but then reality hit him when he realized they were in the same room as yesterday. Watching Blaine sleep was the most relaxing way to start any morning. He was so beautifully relaxed and calm, Kurt couldn't help but want to love him. He wanted to reach forward and touch him but he didn't want to disturb him. Kurt understood why Blaine always insisted on making him breakfast and making him comfortable and it made his heart ache, because right now he wanted to do everything in his power to show Blaine how perfect he thought he was and thank him for loving him.
But he didn't. Not now, and not in that way.
When he wakes up he'll want Sebastian. Kurt wanted to be angry at Blaine for his drunken behavior, and refuse to trust him due to his attempted infidelity again, but he couldn't. Nothing he could do could stop him from loving the boy in his bed.
He closed his eyes so he could soak in more of these moments and didn't get up until Finn came barging into his room with a request to borrow something red. Blaine was woken by this also but struggled to open his eyes to the light. He looked around until he spotted Finn, then Kurt. When he saw Kurt he relaxed and fell back into the bed.
"Dude... what...?" Finn asked motioning to Blaine.
"I'll explain later, get-" Kurt hissed but didn't want to want to disturb Blaine.
"Burt and my mom are downstairs." Finn whispered. "One of them will come up soon, and..."
"Take them somewhere." Kurt ordered. Finn became awkward for a moment but gave him a thumbs up and closed the door behind him.
"Sneaking me out of the house like a whore?" Blaine asked into the mattress.
"No, I..." Kurt hesitated then, remembering his fathers reaction the first time he caught Blaine in his bed after Racheals party. "It's just less awkward."
"I'm sorry, I don't want to make things awkward for you." Blaine turned a little so he could see Kurt.
"You're not. It's just my dad... probably doesn't feel comfortable with me having a boy sleep over."
Blaine narrowed his eyes and asked, "What did we do last night?"
"You don't remember?" Kurt wondered. Blaine shook his head slowly on top of the mattress. "We did nothing."
"Oh." Blaine smirked and rolled his face back into the bed. "That's probably a good thing."
"W-what do you remember?" Kurt wondered feeling a little awkward to ask but hopeful none-the-less.
"Besides the aching throbbing in my head?" Blaines voice was muffled by the sheets. He rolled a little to look at Kurt. "Not much... I remember you were dancing with that guy."
"Oh yeah." Kurt smiled fondly as if he'd forgotten. "I never told him we were leaving."
"Then everything goes blank." He groaned and started rubbing his head. "I think, anyways. Did I get into a fight with Sebastian?"
"I wouldn't call it a fight." Kurt mused.
"Oh no." Blaine groaned and rolled back into the bed. "What else did I do?"
"What do you think you remember?"
"Did we go to McDonalds?"
"No."
"Oh." Blaine blinked. "Because I thought we went to McDonalds."
"You asked."
They heard the door downstairs slam shut and Kurt was momentarily amazed that Finn had actually managed to get rid of their parents without alarming them.
"But we didn't go?"
"No." Kurt shook his head.
Blaine closed his eyes and took a deep breath.
"You said I was your best friend." Kurt mused, hoping that might not be a disappointing thing for Blaine to hear.
"You are." Blaine answered without a second though. "And you said I was yours."
"You remember that?" Kurt grinned a little hopeful that he remembered more.
"You said it ten times, I was bound to remember at least one." Blaine mused with a small smile.
"I don't know, you drank a lot." Kurt laughed awkwardly because he wanted Blaine to remember different things he'd said.
He wanted to hug him and hold him close but he also didn't want him to be uncomfortable.
They lay there for a while, sometimes just staring at each other, sometimes with their eyes closed trying to sleep, when Blaines phone started ringing from in his pants across the room. Blaine raced over unhappily and answered it,
"Hello...?... No... Yeah... Yeah... I know and I'm sorry-... Okay but... Yes... I will... I don't remember... No... No...! Alright... Alright, fine... why are you yelling it's too early in the morning for yelling... What time is it...? Okay, I'll meet you... okay... okay... okay... yes... I'm sorry... alright... okay... see you there... bye-"
"Who was that?" Kurt wondered but he could tell from Blaines face who it was.
"Sebastian." He answered rather dimly. "I don't feel well."
"If you need to throw up again you can, just do it in the bathroom."
"I'll be fine, thank you." He groaned as he started changing back into his clothing. "I have to go, but I'll call you later, okay?"
"Okay."
"Thank you so much for bringing me here and taking care of me. I'm so sorry to have dragged you through last night."
Kurt shrugged, "It was fine. Don't worry."
Blaine paused for a moment and watched him as if trying to determine whether or not he was serious. Kurt met this challenge willingly. "We should get lunch tomorrow."
"Alright," Kurt nodded.
"And thank you again." Blaine, now dressed fully in his clothing from last night, leaped towards Kurts bed to hug him. Kurt was surprised, and despite the dirty clothing, he willingly accepted.
Kurt fell back into his bed and slept until Burt marched in two hours later to talk about the day they've been having and demanding he join them for the rest of it.
Kurt sat at a table in the Lima Bean waiting for Blaine to sit down after getting trapped in a conversation with the barista, who conveniently didn't realize he was gay.
Blaine was smiling when he sat down, and Kurt tried to give him his full attention.
"Are you feeling better?" Kurt asked.
"Surprisingly, yes." Blaine smiled brightly. "And I remember more of the night too."
Kurt raised an eyebrow at him curiously which Blaine found a little concerning. "Unless I'm still forgetting something?"
"No, I just expected you to be hung over until Thursday." Kurt lied smoothly.
"Haha, well I'm not." Blaine laughed proudly and almost a little jittery. Then he became a little more somber while saying, "Apparently I said a lot to Sebastian. I guess I was holding in one or two minor resentments."
"Apparently." Kurt nodded.
"But he wouldn't even let me apologize." Blaine beamed a large tooth-filled smile. "He just wanted me to be more honest with him, and kept apologizing to me. I wasn't expecting that."
"Me neither." Kurt answered honestly and a little annoyed.
"I can't help but feel like I'm still forgetting things, though." Blaine mused.
"Hm." Kurt took a sip of his drink.
"Did I..." Blaine smiled a little awkwardly. "This might have been a dream but... did I-I don't know, profess my undying love to you or anything ridiculous like that?"
"What?" Kurt spat in an awkward laugh. I wish. "No, of course not."
"Oh, good." Blaine laughed awkwardly. "Did I do or say anything else I might want to be aware of?"
Kurt couldn't help but feel like maybe this was a leading question. Did Blaine remember? If he did, why wouldn't he just say so? Why dance around the topic? No, Kurt decided, he didn't remember. Kurt only wished he did.
"Not that I can think of."
"Hm." Blaine nodded then smiled a little. "You are my best friend, though."
"And you are mine." Kurt agreed, then smiled, "Oh, you did say you loved me."
Blaine smiled a little wider. "I do."
Maybe I should just be happy with that. At least he's in my life. And he will always be my first love and first time, but maybe I don't have to be his. I can love him anyways. Kurt thought I can't risk having that if it's all I will get from him. I will just stay with him to pick up any pieces Sebastian may break, and I will be happy to do it.
"Anything else?" Blaine wondered.
"N-Nope."
"Okay." Blaine seemed satisfied.
Thank you for reading! I hope you've been enjoying. The next chapter, I think I will do Blaine's POV.
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