I'm Walking On Sunshine
Main characters: Kurt Hummel, Blaine Anderson, Wes Montgomery, David Thompson
Pairings: Klaine
Fandom: Glee
Author: Myrne
Rated: T
Summary: Blaine Anderson has loved hiking ever since he was a little boy. Walking the Four Days Marches in the Netherlands is his next big marching event. His whole world is turned upside down when he meets Kurt, a volunteer, working at the Four Days Marches. Blaine is in for the best week of his life! - Heavy on Blaine being great friends with Wevid.
Important: I don't own Glee and their characters!
I'm so excited for you guys to meet Kurt, so here's the next chapter!
I want to use this space to shamelessly promote my other story: Now I Know. It's all kind of different scenarios Blaine falls in love with Kurt. I'm kind of out of ideas, so if you could leave me some prompts, that would be lovely. It can be canon, it can be AU, I love it all! You can PM them to me, or you can leave them in a review on 'Now I Know'. Thanks!
Enjoy! And remember: English is not my mother tongue, so sorry for all the mistakes.
#3: Glasz
If Blaine wasn't sure before, the first few days in Nijmegen made him sure now: This was the most fun he had ever had, yet. Together with Wes and David, Blaine wandered around Nijmegen, they traveled to the zoo in Arnhem by train and bus, they visited Wes' aunt and uncle in Rotterdam and before the three best friends knew, the Sunday before the Marches were about to start rolled around.
Today they could get signed in at the start and finish; the Wedren(*). The man from the USA who Blaine met up with, Frederic, told him it would be better to sign up today than tomorrow, because it would be way less crowded today.
So that was just what Blaine and Wes did, following the signs to the registration office for the 50km walkers. They had to stand in line for 15 minutes or so, before Wes was first. He showed the woman behind the counter his registration, which he had printed out. The woman checked it, together with his passport and asked him his surname and birthday, for extra check. Blaine made pictures when the woman put on the wrist band. They had to wear the wrist band for the rest of the week, this was their ticket to enter and leave the Wedren when they pleased. Wes also got a starting ticket for day 1. That ticket was important to hold on to too, because during the walk, they had to get stamps to show when finished, as proof they had walked the entire route.
Now it was Blaine's turn. He went through the same procedure as Wes, and before they knew, they were proud owners of a red 50km wrist band and a starting ticket for day 1. David hugged them both when they got back to the hotel with everything they needed to start.
Blaine really wanted to go out tonight, and be back at a reasonable time to sleep, because in two days, him and Wes had to get up at 3am. The three friends looked for a karaoke bar to perform at. They missed singing ever since they had to leave the Warblers.
Blaine, Wes and David got ready after a lovely meal at the hotel, Blaine pouring endless amounts of hair gel in his hair, to the point Wes pulled at his arms, trying to get him to move away from the mirror.
"Blaine, please, you look fine," Wes sighed dramatically, waiting in the door opening of the bathroom. David was chilling, swaying his legs over the edge of the bed, trying not to be bothered by his best friend taking forever. He tried giving up being annoyed by Blaine's vainness a very long time ago. Wes did not do such a good job. "Okay, enough." Wes grabbed Blaine's arm again, now succesfully pulling Blaine away from the mirror. "Let's go."
Blaine laughed at his friends, knowing how much it annoyed them how much time he spent in front of the mirror. He grabbed his wallet and phone and put them in his pockets, walking to the door of their hotel room. "I'm done, let's go!"
Wes and David followed their friend, eager of going out and performing, even if it was just a karaoke bar. They put the address in google maps and followed the route, greeting several people they heard talking about the Four Days Marches. A girl their age from Austria even stopped walking for a moment to talk to them. Blaine shook his head at the obvious way David was flirting with the girl. But the girl didn't look that interested and soon the three friends were back on their feet, walking the last two minutes to the karaoke bar.
Inside, the ex Warblers were grinning widely. In the first minute they had already signed up to sing "No Scrubs" by TLC later. Blaine turned around to the bar, ordering some soda for him and Wes and a beer for David. That was one of the many advantages of being in Europe; the drink policy wasn't as strict as in the USA, meaning every person from the age of 18 could drink.
With the drinks balanced in his hands, he walked back to Wes and David, who were standing close to the stage, admiring a girl singing "How Will I Know". Blaine handed the drinks to his friends and swayed to the beat of the song originally sung by Whitney Houston. David was staring at the girl with his heart eyes, while Wes was just really into the song, not caring about the girl who sang it.
Good, Blaine thought. They didn't need a competition about who should have the girl. Blaine didn't need that kind of distraction in this important week. He looked around the room, spotting a brown haired guy watching the girl, cheering her on. He was either her boyfriend or a really good friend.
Blaine took a better look at the guy, and just when said guy turned around, Blaine could spot his face and Blaine inhaled deeply. The guy was gorgeous! He looked very fashionable with his light purple blouse and his hair was styled to perfection. Blaine wished he could do that with his hair.
Before Blaine could really stop himself, he walked over to the guy, eager to find out if he was gay. Blaine's gaydar was usually really accurate and ofcourse, while a straight guy could be into fashion, it didn't look like this guy was straight at all.
The guy looked up and saw Blaine approaching, smiling shyly and cocked his head slightly while continuing to stare at Blaine. Blaine's heart was flipping out at the sight of the guy's expression. This was another distraction from this important week, but Blaine found himself not minding in the slightest. He needed to speak to him, even if it was only for this evening.
"Hi," Blaine exclaimed as soon as he was in speaking distance of the guy. He looked probably like an idiot, but Blaine didn't care. He needed to know this guy's name, so he could refer to him as something else than 'the gorgeous guy in the karaoke bar' in his mind.
"Hi," the guy answered shyly, but moving closer to Blaine anyway.
Blaine cheered internally, being really proud at himself for being brave enough to speak to this magnificent human being. He was amazed by his beautiful eyes; they were changing colours every minute or so. Now they were green. And Blaine seemed to get lost in them.
"I'm Blaine, I'm from America, I hope that's not a problem." Blaine was hoping there wasn't a huge language barrier between him and the boy with eyes to drown in. Blaine knew from the moment he locked eyes with this person, he was doomed.
"No, not at all, I'm from America myself. And my name is Kurt."
And Blaine was now definitely doomed. As soon as Kurt's eyes met his, he felt his legs turning into jelly. He held on to the table next to him for support; he didn't even hear Wes and David cheering him on from their spot at the stage.
"Great, I mean… I wouldn't have minded if you came from the Netherlands ofcourse… and now I'm rambling, sorry, normally I'm very good with words. Okay, I'm just gonna go now."
Good job, Blaine! Blaine cursed himself for blowing his chance. He turned around, planning on going back to his friends and sing their song and flee from the bar to never see this boy again. But what he didn't expect was a warm hand on his shoulder.
"Please, Blaine, don't walk away, I think it's rather cute." Kurt blushed at the bold move, but moved around Blaine so he stood eye to eye with him again.
Blaine raised his eyebrow, but inwardly he was screaming. He thinks I'm cute!
Kurt boldy grabbed Blaine's hands and walked with him to the person behind the bar who took requests for songs to sing. "Let's sing a song together. Are you familiar with Moulin Rouge?"
"Yes, I am. It may or not be my favourite musical film."
"Great, I'm gonna sign us up to sing "Come What May". I know it's a bit romantic for our first duet, but hey, let's give our friends a show."
He wants to sing more duets with me! Blaine was having trouble breathing now and watched Kurt with big, adoring eyes. Wes and David called this the "Blaine-is-infatuated"-look and found it rather amusing when he did that.
Kurt watched him amusingly, being flattered that he had this effect on Blaine. There had never been a guy who was so strongly flirting with him and Kurt found it himself liking it.
Blaine and Kurt moved to the corner of the bar, ignoring their friends completely, who were trying to get their attention by making kissing noises. Mercedes and David were talking aswell, luckily including Wes in the conversation.
"Thank you for letting me stay, Kurt. I was very embarrased, but you made it a lot easier." Blaine was very relaxed around Kurt, as if he knew him for years already. Kurt grabbed his hands and squeezed them, staring at Blaine.
"No problem, Blaine. I liked you to stay for a bit longer. I find myself wanting to know you, you seem cool. Please tell me you're gay, otherwise I've read the signs horribly wrong." Kurt became shy again, his confidence growing thinner every silent second that ticked by.
"Ofcourse I'm gay, Kurt. You're gorgeous." Blaine just spoke what was on his mind. He didn't know if he was going to see Kurt ever again, so he just went for it.
"Thank you, Blaine." Kurt blushed a nice pink colour and finally turned around to Mercedes, who was calling him from the other side of the bar. "What, Mercedes? Don't you see I'm busy?" Kurt bit back.
"We have to go! It's Rachel! She needs us." Mercedes now ran to the two boys with her phone in her hand, waving it in front of Kurt's eyes.
"Shit," Kurt cursed and turned around to Blaine. "I'm so sorry, Blaine, I really need to go."
Before Blaine could ask for his number, Kurt disappeared through the door of the karaoke bar. Blaine followed him outside, but arriving outside, slightly out of breath, Kurt was nowhere to be seen.
Blaine entered the bar again, sighing sadly. "I just wished I had his number."
"Me too," David sighed dreamily and Wes and Blaine raised their eyebrows at his friend. "I mean of Mercedes ofcourse."
The trio laughed and got on stage to perform their song, complete with choreography.
But Kurt was on Blaine's mind the whole evening, also when they were walking back to their hotel. Why was he here? Would he walk the Four Days Marches aswell? Or was he here on holiday and would he leave the next day? Who was that damned Rachel who took him away from Blaine?
Blaine only knew his first name and he didn't know where in the USA Kurt came from. Facebook would be useless.
As soon as they reached the hotel, at a reasonable time, Blaine disappeared into the bathroom to do his night routine and stepped into bed.
At night, he dreamt of a glasz-eyed boy, so extremely beautiful.
Oh, Blaine was so screwed.
(*) = Normally the Wedren is a parking lot at the border of the centre of Nijmegen, but during the Four Days Marches it's changed to the start and finish, full of tents where you can get drinks, massages, medical help etc. There is even a stage where artists perform for the hikers that already finished that day.