Chapter 4
Massive apologies for the long wait if anyone was waiting...
"Blaine, I have to talk to you." Nick was by the bar, knowing very well that Blaine would need to go there to get his drink, offering him another glass.
"Oh, hello there Nick. Thank you." Blaine raised an eyebrow still happily humming a tune, feeling successful from getting to know more about Kurt today. "Please don't say it's about the gym thing, cause I'm sure you cleared up fine." He took the drink and started sipping it.
Nick's face was grim and shook his head "No, even though that was more than annoying, this is more important." Blaine looked at him questioningly "Man, why are you so serious tonight?" he asked as he leaned against the counter.
"Because Blaine, this is about Kurt." Blaine instantly alerted and waited for Nick to continue "His father is Burt Hummel right?" he nodded, waiting for the catch "It was a name that sounded familiar and kept nagging me at the back of my head like I heard about him before." He rubbed his face "You won't like this bit." Grumbling a little "So, I did some further research and it didn't take long for me to find out that he is the Burt Hummel, the famous hunter." Nick sighed and looked at Blaine as recognition settled in his face "Which means that-"
"Kurt is a hunter." Blaine finished himself, his early excitement dissipating quickly.
"Blaine…" Nick trailed, looking at his friend consciously "It's impossible…it's worse than him being a human"
Blaine growled a little and stormed out of the bar, trying to keep his feelings into himself. His disappointment, anger, and sadness that suddenly surged into him; 'you don't even know Kurt that long, you're overreacting, don't be ridiculous' he tries telling himself.
Before the sun rises Blaine was sitting on the window ledge, watching Kurt as he slept. The wound almost disappeared by now, only leaving faint red marks on the tender skin. Blaine has to admit that he spent most of last night just watching the brunet.
'Maybe this is better, he can continue with his life after he found his father, and then you could erase his memory and he doesn't have to remember you. With his father he will be safe, no demon would be stupid enough to try attacking him. And you would not put him in risk, being with him, he would only be exposed to more threats. You know what's best, and you would not have to worry about accidently hurting him.'
Blaine told himself as the little night-long debate in his head seemed to finally come to an end. Kurt stirred a little and Blaine was sure he was going to wake up, he sighed a little to himself before jumping down to the ground.
Kurt felt safe all night long, it was unusual, but last night he had a peaceful sleep that he hadn't had to chance to enjoy in years. It felt like someone was watching over him, keeping him safe throughout the night. He wasn't sure had he imagined it, maybe it was the comfort he had from the luxury. A bed, his own room, silk sheets, fireplace, he still couldn't wrap his head around it; despite yesterday, this all felt unreal, like it's all just a dream.
Kurt got out of bed, stretching a little before heading towards the shower. He glanced at the mirror and noticed that his wounds were healed in incredible speed, it was another unusual thing but he was too relaxed to pay any attention to it. When he stepped in the shower he remembered that he forgot to tell Blaine to teach him how to use the different buttons, they must have forgotten yesterday. He still managed to take a quick shower and change out of his bed clothes.
He heard a knock on the door and smiled "Come in." his mind anticipating Blaine, however, his heart sank when what he heard was an unfamiliar voice through the door instead of someone coming in with a charming smile "Good morning Mr. Hummel, breakfast would be waiting for you in the dining hall."
"Oh, okay, thank you." The happiness in Kurt's voice dropped a little, it's silly, did he actually expected Blaine to be bringing breakfast for him again? Kurt rolled his eyes at himself and looked for something more presentable, not even bothering with the banages before going out of his room. A little surprised to see a steward there waiting for him to lead him to the correct place.
Once again Kurt was standing in front of the beautiful glass doors to the dinner hall, the steward opened the door for him and he noticed that Blaine was already inside. "Good morning." Blaine greeted Kurt with a smile "How are you doing today?"
"I'm feeling much better already, thank you." The smell of breakfast made Kurt's mouth water and seeing Blaine made him momentary forget his disappointment earlier. "Breakfast smells delicious." he sat down across from Blaine, not sure which dish he should try first as they all looked divine.
Blaine chuckled as he watch Kurt ogle the dishes "Eat up then." he said before topping up his own drink while Kurt plate himself a modest selection of food. "We have plenty, you don't have to worry."
Kurt nodded and looked around, seeing that they were alone again "Were you waiting for long." Blaine tilted his head at the question but shook his head "Not really." He smiled "Is there anything that you would like to do today? Seeing that you seemed to feel much better now and less tired, I would assume that you would be bored of your room."
Kurt cheeks coloured to a pretty shade of pink and risked a glance at Blaine who he felt kept his eyes on him since he arrived. "I would love to have a little look around this magnificent place." He watched as Blaine sipped his drink and raised an eyebrow "If that's alright with you, Mr. Anderson"
"Blaine."
"Of course, Blaine."
Blaine flashed a grin and watched as the boy across him burned a brighter red, he won't get tired of how adorable he is. "Of course, it would be my pleasure. Besides Kurt, we won't want you getting lost somewhere."
Kurt stared at Blaine for a moment, "Oh, okay. Thank you in advance." He noticed that the steward was approaching them again "Do you not have work to attend to? I would not want to disturb you Blaine." The dark haired man gave the steward a meaningful look "I would prefer to accompany you, I'm pretty sure that my schedule is free today?"
The steward immediately lowered his head "Yes, sire." He said and left the two alone without another word.
Kurt watched the exchange, knowing well that Blaine is not a person who would tolerate being said no to. He never paid too much attention to how dominant he is over his workers until now; it sent a shiver down his spine remembering some of the stories he heard.
"Are you well Kurt?"
The sentence brought him back to reality with a snap "Yes." He answered probably a little too quickly, making Blaine raise an eyebrow. He swallowed and wiped his mouth "Breakfast was lovely, thank you. I was merely daydreaming."
Blaine finished his drink and nodded "Alright then." He got up and offered Kurt his hand "Shall we?"
Kurt smiled a little and took his hand "We shall."
Blaine led them into the main hall "This is the main hall where nothing exciting happens except that we have occasional guests, mainly business related. We don't throw parties around here anymore. And we do have more guards then it appears, but it shouldn't worry you." He started to walk up the stairs "I suppose that you would have explored the interesting parts of the ground floor, I shan't bore you with them."
He turned left once he arrived the landing "We have some entertainment rooms and you are free to use them." They started walking down a gallery hall; Kurt looked at the portrait featuring a stunning couple, he immediately recognized some of their features on Blaine's face "Are those your?"
"Parents, yes. Nothing much, let's move on."
"Where are they?"
"Probably on a holiday, now I would love to show you another room."
Kurt heard the edge in his voice knew that that would be the end of this topic for now. Blaine showed him around all the various rooms and different places that blew Kurt's mind. The mansion felt bigger than it looks, not to mention the details in decorations in each of the rooms showing off the wealth the Andersons own.
Blaine led him into a massive library; Kurt tried hard to not let his jaw drop by the sheer amount of books. "Wow, this is amazing." He ran his fingers along the neatly displayed books, going further inside to the arts section. He skimmed through the backs of the books one by one, blue eyes shining with wonder "Exactly how many books do you own?" Blaine who was then still following behind Kurt merely shook his head "I don't know for sure." A book on a collection of fashion design caught Kurt's eyes and he was about the pull it out before he hesitated, glancing at Blaine who just smiled "Go for it, we can spend some time here."
Kurt sat down on a comfy leather chair in the middle of the library and started reading in fascination, not aware that Blaine has left for a moment. He loved the silence as he looked through pages and pages of inspiration, his head running free in his own imagination and designs.
He has not noticed when Blaine came back and stared at him, watching the young boy lose himself into the world of books.
"Let's pick up a picnic of lunch; it looks like a nice day outside." Blaine suggested suddenly, making Kurt jump a little "It would be beautiful down the lake."
Kurt smiled "It would be lovely."
Blaine ordered the chef to prepare some bits and took the basket when it was ready "Let's go." then went to fetch his horse, a black beauty already waiting for them in the courtyard. Kurt walked over to the horse and petted its soft mane, earning a soft nigh while Blaine mounted "You have a beautiful horse Blaine."
Blaine smiled "Thank you, now are you coming or not?" he offered Kurt a hand, making him blush at the idea of riding close with him. "I-yes, of course." Getting on in front of Blaine he was sure he was burning red right now, he felt Blaine's arms at his sides in order to take the reins. He sat up as straight as possible, trying to keep still but failing when they built up to a full gallop. Kurt fell backwards a little, immediate falling into Blaine's chest. 'So strong' he made the little comment in his mind, somehow he felt Blaine smile, embarrassment made him curl up a little, only serving to press his back closer Blaine.
"Sorry." Kurt managed quietly, not thrusting his voice as his heart pounded. "It's okay, relax Kurt. I don't mind at all." His horse went faster and he wrapped one arm around Kurt, the sense of safety he felt when Blaine is around embracing Kurt once again.
They finally slowed down when they approached a river, Blaine jumping off suddenly and continued the lead the horse towards a big oak tree. It is half way into autumn, the area around the tree littered with golden leaves, Blaine reached for the blanket and laid it down in one smooth movement before sitting down and patting the space beside him, naturally Kurt sat down and stared at the vast stretch of land beyond the river. Blaine pulled out two glasses and poured them both a drink, handing one to Kurt, they sat quietly sipping their drinks enjoying each other's presence. Kurt eventually ate some bits from the basket, tilting his head in question whenever Blaine turned down Kurt's offer to eat but said nothing about it.
"Do you get lonely sometimes?" The brunet asked out of the blue.
"Why?" Blaine looked at him with amusement, looking into the blue eyes that were full of curiosity.
"You have your workers, but not friends in that mansion. I guess in some way you give off a feeling of isolation." Kurt shrugged. "I mean no offense, I just, I think I was brought up in a community. I can remember little bits and pieces now."
Blaine smiled "Nick's my friend, but I guess you're right, it does feels lonely sometimes no one to share the things I have, experience, feelings."
"Why though? Surely someone like you, always the gentleman, nice and friendly, smart, handsome will have hundreds of women falling for you." Kurt really didn't mean to say handsome, but he couldn't stop it coming out of his lips, especially when it's so true, he does find the dark haired man dangerously good looking with his striking features.
Blaine chuckled softly as he watched Kurt look away "I guess; I've never met the right one. Besides Kurt, I'm not that fond of women, not that some are not extraordinary beings."
"Oh." Kurt risked a glance at Blaine and he swore he saw a wink but doubts it in his head.
"Does that surprise you?" Blaine asked while staring off into the sky, lying down with his arms behind his head.
Kurt glanced down at him and willing himself to not stare at those biceps, shaking his head slowly, half in answer to the question, half to himself for his behaviour "Not really, in some way yes, but I don't like making assumptions." He paused for a moment and tried to think, a memory tugging in the back of his head.
Kurt came home from a day of training, he caught their dinner as requested by his father, in was a week in that he was told that he was engaged to his childhood friend to keep their family line going. Tonight, Rachel was here for dinner his fiancée, the mere thought of it made him cringe. Kurt sighed a little when he put the game down, his father gave him a hug and told him that Rachel is already in the kitchen. 'Dad, I need to tell you something.'
'You can tell me anything after dinner, now get our main into the kitchen or else we'll starve to death.' Kurt nodded and brought the deer he caught into the kitchen, he saw Rachel already working with Carol.
'Good afternoon ladies, I'm assuming that you're waiting for this?' he smiled a little, trying to sound casual.
Carol turned and immediately thanked Kurt, taking the carcass and started working on it. Rachel was staring at the floor, not meeting Kurt's eyes, this is the not the talkative bubbly and sometimes annoying Rachel Kurt knew.
'Can I have a word please?' Rachel nodded and followed Kurt outside, sitting down on a bench, away from their families.
'I know you don't want this.' Kurt looked at his friend with regret 'You still love him.' He remembers the day Rachel told him and Mercedes about her engagement with Finn, she was jumping up and down with excitement, talking even more than ever if that was even possible.
'I'll talk to my dad, we'll find him. Then you two can get married and live the life you wanted to share.' The silent Rachel beside him started to cry, leaning her head against Kurt's shoulder who wrapped his arms around her. 'I can still remember the last words he said.' The smaller brunet sobbed 'He is already six months late for his return, the others came back; I shouldn't have let him go.' Kurt held his friend that much tighter, a few of his own tears escaping his eyes…
"Kurt? Kurt?" Blaine's voice in the background slowly brought him back to the present. "What happened?" he was aware of the body now close to him, a gentle thumb rubbing away some of the tears falling down his cheek.
"I had a flash back." Kurt whispered, still feeling the immense sadness for his lost brother.
"Do you want to talk about it?" Blaine asked softly, the tone of his voice comforting and Kurt focused on it as he looked into those now golden eyes, signs of care swimming in them, he even found a trace of worry behind them.
"I-" he took a deep breath "I was engaged to my brother's fiancée." He felt Blaine tense for a moment but the other man quickly controlled himself "We haven't heard from him for a year, he was due back a couple months ago." he frowned a little as he tried to remember more "I didn't want to marry her, nor did she, we both know we can't do it…"
Dinner went smoothly and after Burt and Kurt walked the Berry family back to their household, Kurt giving Rachel a hug before they left. The walk back home was quiet, Kurt staring at the ground most of the time and thinking. 'What's on your mind kiddo, you didn't seem like yourself at dinner.'
Kurt shrugged a little and Burt patted his back 'You had something to tell me right? Let's start with that.'
Kurt sighed a little, 'I don't want to marry Rachel dad.' deciding to throw the issue out.
'Is this because of Finn?'
'Yes and no.'
Burt raised an eyebrow, clearly wanting an explanation.
Kurt took a deep breath 'Obviously Rachel still loves Finn, I can't bear the thought of marrying my brother's love when we're not sure he's absolutely gone. And…' Burt waited patiently as his son finally turned his head to look at him 'I'm gay dad. I can't love Rachel the way Finn did. Please don't hate me.'
Burt nodded as he stopped his son and gave him a hug 'I won't hate you Kurt, I love you…Are you sure though that you're…' Kurt nodded as he looked at his dad 'Certain.'
Burt rubbed his head 'I knew, well, more like your mother knew, but we both could tell…clearly getting you to marry Rachel was a bad idea, I'll talk to the Berrys and explain tomorrow.'
Kurt nodded as he relaxed into his father's embrace 'I love you too, thank you.'
Blaine waited patiently this time when Kurt had his flashback, watching as Kurt opened his eyes, red with more unshed tears. "I told my dad I was gay and the engagement was called off due to many reasons, my family and friends were very accepting when word spread, some people not as much."
Blaine nodded and placed a hand on Kurt's shoulders "You are very brave. Sounds like your memories are starting to come back."
Kurt nodded a little and they both fell into another comfortable silence, eventually they both laid down the stare into the sky.
"You picked something fashionable to read today." Blaine noted as he turned his head to look at Kurt "Which is interesting."
Kurt turned on his side "It is something that often interests me, though I don't have massive experience with it. It's more a secret passion I guess."
"If you ever see something you like, you could tell me." Blaine smiled and leaned slightly closer to the other man.
Kurt smiled and scooted a little closer naturally "Thank you for the offer, but the wardrobe you provided is more than enough, you're being way too generous to me."
"I'm just being a good host." Blaine waved it off.
"You have been wonderful." Kurt smiled, shivering a little when a cool breeze ghost against his skin.
"Are you cold?" Blaine reached over to wrap an arm around him, pulling him closer to him. The younger boy grasped before a light blush coloured his cheekbones.
"I'm not now." Kurt breathed out, a little more than a whisper.
Blaine could hear how fast Kurt's heart is beating "I'm sorry, am I making you uncomfortable?"
Kurt shook his head "No, you just surprised me." He slowly leaned closer, resting his head on Blaine's chest. "Tell me more about you, I want to know you."
Blaine smiled a little and looked up to the sky "I don't know where to start really, I have my parents, and I haven't seen them in a while, even though I'm starting to work away from my father's company to show him that I don't need his help anymore. I also have a brother, Cooper, no one knows where is he because he likes to disappear to some place that suddenly fascinates him; I'm the youngest in my family. My mother's very sweet and caring like any mum would be, she was the one who took care of me and my brother, my father is always out working, he's very successful in his field." He glanced at Kurt and found him asleep, curled up beside him. The soft breeze, setting sun and Blaine's honey like voice lured him into sleep.
Blaine tried hard not to stare at the pale column of Kurt's neck, falling silent as he did not want to disrupt the peaceful scene. The soft heartbeats suddenly seem louder, he could hear the blood flowing Kurt's body, the intoxicating smell of the brunet driving him mad as his control frayed. He stared at his neck for another minute, slowly inching closer, his lips ghosted against the skin and he felt Kurt moved, snuggling closer to him. He closed his eyes and breathed in Kurt's scent, giving himself a moment before pulling away; sitting up and cradled the other against his chest, feeling the slow breathing warm against his clothes. He stood up and carried the other boy in his arms before he started making their way back to the house, guilt starting to build up in his head, realizing how dangerously close he was to hurting Kurt just now.
He laid Kurt down on his bed once they got back to the house, ordering the chef to prepare something for him when he wakes up. He sat on the edge of the bed and watched him, the moonlight reflecting on Kurt's skin only served to make him look even more beautiful.
Kurt was sitting on a bed in a room he doesn't recognise, the room was dimly lit with candles he couldn't make out the details, but the bed is big and the sheets felt expensive and soft beneath him. He was wearing only wearing plain shirt and trousers, comfortable to go to bed. The candles gave a scent of lavender, Kurt closed his eyes and breathed in, he relaxed at the familiar scent until he recognised something different, something new but calming at the same time.
The door opened and Kurt snapped his eyes open, watching as a man walked in, he didn't feel threatened; instead he smiled unable to control himself as he stood up waiting for the man approaching him. He grasped when he saw it was Blaine, immediately he felt his heart beat faster just being with this man in such an intimate setting. "Blaine? What are you doing here?" he asked, but the other man didn't seem to have heard him. He tensed a little when he felt strong arms around him, pulling him close.
At this point Kurt was very confused "Blaine?" he tried to catch the other's attention but seem to have failed again. What shocked him was he couldn't control his body as he wrapped his arms around Blaine's neck, gaining a soft hum of approval from the other.
Then his shirt was gone, Blaine was on top of him, kissing along his jaw and neck. Kurt panicked a little "Blaine? What is this?" he asked but soon realized that his mind and body didn't seemed to be connected, his dream self is enjoying this a bit too much.
He felt a hand running along his chest, brushing against one of his nipple, he grasped he didn't even know his nipples were that sensitive. He wanted to figure out what's happening everything is too hot, too close, but at the same thing he didn't want it to stop.
He swore it felt something sharp scraping against his neck but before he can register what it is he was looking into Blaine's hazel eyes, a little bit darker than it usually is, it must be the lighting. Their breaths mixed together as they stared at each other; slowly Blaine leaned down and tilted his head at an angle…
Kurt woke up on his bed still hot and squirmy, slightly confused by his dream, wasn't he having a picnic with Blaine and he asked him about himself…and he fell asleep. He blushed and sat up a little, Blaine must have been disappointed he was rude to fall asleep, Blaine who is just sitting on a chair in his room reading a book. The only thing Kurt wanted to do now is to hide before he embarrass himself even further, especially with the dream still floating around in his head, making him wonder what it would feel like to actually have those lips against his.
Blaine looked up from his book, not mentioning the fact that he could hear Kurt's hard racing. "You fell asleep, that's why I brought us back. Dinner is prepared if you want it."
"Um…thank you." He sat up a bit more when Blaine carried a tray to him and sit down next to him. "I'm sorry I fell asleep, I didn't mean to." He looked at the plate of dinner on his lap, the food was still rich in iron and not elaborately plated. He glanced at the man beside him, can't help but be amazed by how considerate he is, such a contrast to him "I must have brought a lot of trouble to you."
"That's alright; I didn't think about how much you needed to rest, I must be tired you out, I do apologize." Blaine smiled a little "You should eat up." He gestured towards the untouched dish. "Whilst it's still warm."
Kurt nodded and started to eat, touching the side of his neck he felt the sharp scraping from his dream, Blaine seemed to tense a little beside him. "You talked about your father a lot, what else do you remember about your family?"
The brunet swallowed his mouthful of food before tilting his head to think "My father was a people's man, people adored him, he was like the combination of sheriff and councilman." He smiled a little as he thought about his father "He's a natural leader…unlike me." He smiled fell a little, he knows his father loves him dearly but sometimes he felt like he failed him. "I was more like my mother, I like the arts, music and what people say are domestic stuff like cooking. The men in my village live by hunting." He felt Blaine beside him tense a little before shrugging it off "I am also naturally good at hunting, like father like son they say. But it might be due to the fact that I was taught from a young age and practiced a lot, I liked to provide for my family even though killing isn't what I enjoy doing."
Blaine nodded, listening quietly as Kurt spoke between mouthfuls of dinner. Suddenly the brunet stopped eating and Blaine could feel the waves of sorrow coming off him.
"My mum died when I was eight." He said so softly that Blaine was sure that if he weren't a vampire, he wouldn't catch it. "I can't-"he frowned as he tried hard to think.
"You only have to tell me what you want to tell me." Blaine quickly interrupted with a small smile.
Kurt nodded, sighing softly as he continued eating half-heartedly "Then my father met Carole, she's a lovely stepmom." He smiled a little "Very caring and always made sure we boys are comfortable and happy. Finn…he is my stepbrother, sometimes it feels like he is the son that my father should have, he is into sports, hunting, girls…" he sighed "Anyways, he was a great brother to me, we get along well, he was all set to marry Rachel until he went missing."
He looked at Blaine "Sounds like my family has to tendency to get missing, first Finn, then Dad, now it's me." He shook his head "They must be so worried."
"Write to them." Blaine proposed "I'm pretty sure my hawk is up for another fly soon."
"A hawk?" Kurt stared at the other man "You sure? That is brilliant, thank you; I really can't thank you enough."
Blaine chuckled softly, shaking his head "You don't have to thank me. Get writing tomorrow morning then we can send it off along with some other letters I have to send off soon."
The brunet smiled brightly, Blaine could already see the excitement in his eyes. "Where should I take this tray to? The food is delicious as always, thank you."
Blaine collected the tray and set it aside "I'll deal with it later, you need to rest."
"But-"
"Lie down and rest."
Kurt can't really say no and did as he was told, getting comfortable under the blankets not expecting Blaine to lie down on top of the blankets, hoping the lights are dim enough to hide his blush. "Do you mind?"
The brunet shook his head a little and stared at the Blaine who was staring at the ceiling, he took a shaky breath "I remember my mother dying in front of me." He tried to not letting the tears fall but his voice wavered without his permission, he closed his eyes "It was a normal day, dad's out to hunt he should be coming home soon, my mother is cooking, humming along to something I was singing to. Then they came in, at first we thought it was my father but it took just another second that we realized that they were unwelcomed. I can't remember what they are but they are definitely beasts, my mother pushed me away and told me to hide. She managed to k-kill some of them, but I should have listened to her and hid." He voice cracked, and he couldn't get to livid images out his head, tears streaming down his face again. "If I had hid, she wouldn't have been distracted to get me to safety, she got the one coming for me but-but the others got her. She died because of me, she died because I was scared, and I wasn't strong enough. I watched her die in front of me, holding me close and telling me that it's okay, at the last moment all she did was love me." He took a minute to steady himself as he continued "When my dad came home, it was too late, they were gone and there was nothing to be done to save her."
The tears continued its steady flow down Kurt's cheek and Blaine couldn't help but reach over to wipe away his tears "Please don't cry, as beautiful as you are when you cry, it breaks my heart." He got under the sheets and held Kurt, feeling his head tuck into the crook of his neck. "I'm sure you're not a failure, you are very brave to do what you did, your mother would be glad that your last moments with her were purely filled with love. It wasn't your fault that it happened."
Blaine held Kurt close until he felt the tears subside, eventually the two let go of each other, immediately missing the embrace. "Get some rest, we'll write to your family tomorrow." He slid out of the bed, when Kurt eventually fell asleep and carried the tray to the kitchen.
"Good to see you today." Nick was leaning against the bar "Where were you? Wait, don't tell me, I guessed."
Blaine shrugged a little and poured himself a drink "What?"
"You know what." Nick deadpanned "What are you trying to do? You know who he is. It would be better for both of you."
Blaine growled a little and slammed his glass down "I know who he is, I heard his story today, you don't know him." He hissed, not really meaning to be that aggressive with his friend but Kurt makes him irrational.
Nick didn't look fazed but merely looked at him evenly "You know your best interest is in my mind always. As much as I would love for you to settle down, he's-"
"The right one." Blaine cut in, his expression once again gentle "He's beautiful, brave, and strong but he doesn't know it. I think I'm falling for him Nick, no, I am falling for him. It's not something I felt before towards anyone, the pull towards him, I never loved anyone like this, yes, I love him Nick. I can't let him go unless he wants to go, you of all people should understand. He's the one I've been waiting for all along. He's mine."
"Very well then, there's no point in denying it." Nick looked at Blaine and put a hand on his shoulder "I wish you luck, I know the way he looks at you, he's feeling something too. We'll think of something to make it work for both of you. But before that, you have actual work to catch up with."
They started to make their way into Blaine's office "We won't want your father to come over to give you a lecture another time soon, especially with a hunter in the house."
Blaine slumped down on his chair as he looked through the various documents that needed signing "You were the one who decided that going on a date is more important than work." Nick pointed out "You should thank me for dealing with the appointment with the Smyths. Sebastian dad's wasn't pleased even though that was amusing to watch."
Blaine rolled his eyes "I'm so sorry that I missed the appointment and put you through hell, but really, I'm glad I didn't have to deal with Sebastian constantly trying to get me to have some alone time with him as he so nicely put it, especially not when I know he did this when I threw him out of the house that day. I will kill that bastard when I see him, how dare he attack someone on my grounds."
Nick laughed and shake his head "Looks like the chances of that happened is slimmer than ever, now that you found Kurt." He watched in amusement as Blaine pretended to ignore that and stare hard on the paper. "But trust me, if you guys are meant to be, he wants you just as much."
"Let's change the subject Nick, any other good news today? Maybe something about the faes?"
This time it was Nick's turn to try and avoid Blaine's smug look. "Well…Jeff is planning to come back soon; he is due back in a couple days. Our business with the faes is running smoothly and may increase in numbers which would benefit us especially the alcohol." He chuckled "And gives you another point to impress your father with."
Blaine scoffed a little "I doubt that would cut it, but yes, that's good news indeed."
"We also know the location of the village that Kurt came from, very sophisticated, Burt Hummel had led them well." Nick observed Blaine's face for a moment "Something's on your mind."
"It sounded like Kurt's mother was murdered by vampires seeking revenge; I want to figure out who and which coven."
Nick sighed but nodded "Why did I see that coming? Blaine Anderson raising a war against other covens. But that might convince Burt Hummel that not all vampires are bad."
"If we don't hurt humans we have a truce with the hunters, or at least it is from what I heard, though I think we'll need more information on it. Plus we haven't touched a human in centuries, I am fairly confident that we could eliminate hunters as a problem in the near future." Blaine finishing signing the documents "And I will send letters out letter, anything you want to send out too?"
Nick shook his head and collected the papers "Only the ones I told you to send off a week earlier, remember."
Blaine laughed a little and shrugged "I told you I'll do it eventually."
Nick rolled his eyes and left the office with the stack of documents, leaving Blaine in his own thoughts and imagination maybe, just maybe his future with Kurt.
A/N: I hope this is okay and I sort of have an idea what where I want this to go, of course I'm open the suggestions too. Again, thanks you so much for reading! I added some new bits and bobs at previous chapters.