It's been forever I know! I'm sorry...I'm still not happy with this chapter I fixed it 525 600 million times but ...anyway here we are, it's okay, it's up to the reviewers to be the judge, but I like that they're finally making progress...OOPS spoiler alert ;)
ENJOY #SorryForTheWait!
Kurt had bought the coffee this time on their Wednesday coffee date, arriving earlier than he had to and when the other boy arrived right on schedule looking even more dreamy than ever eyeing him with adoration trying not to stare too much as he was not in his working clothes for once an amused but pouting Blaine responded to his actions.
"You know that's my thing to buy the coffees Kurt, you can't take my thing,"
"I can do what I like Anderson,you can't stop me, besides I already got the coffees," Kurt poke his tongue out as he handed one over and Blaine laughed when he took it.
"Fine, just this once," Kurt grinned as Blaine nudged him.
"You're not in your outfit?"
"Was the bow tie too much?" Blaine asked grinning in answer and fiddling with it. Kurt reached up to fix it when Blaine messed with it.
"No, it's cute,"
He could have sworn he saw red rise in Blaine's cheeks but it could have been the sun.
Blaine smiled at him.
It's just that you always wear your zumba clothes when having coffee. Kurt wanted to say but didn't want to sound too obvious of having a crush on him.
"Come on let's sit," Blaine insisted.
"So how did you become a Zumba instructor?" Kurt asked having wanted to ask him since day one.
Blaine looked at him as though whether or not he was worth telling and Kurt encouraged him with a smile which made Blaine smile back.
"My mum always wanted to be a dancer," Blaine begun and looking sad as he smiled at whatever memory was making him look so lost in thought.
"She had this dream to dance on broadway because she also loved musicals and she was such a good dancer, we used to have a big studio and she used to put on performances for me...but she got real sick and …" Blaine looked broken.
Kurt's heart started to beat in pain for Blaine.
"You don't have to tell me," Kurt added but Blaine shook his head.
"I want you to know, I trust you."
Kurt stayed silent letting him speak.
"Anyway so dad left even before I came out that I was gay, which was fine, he wasn't really around anyway and I felt like I didn't want to be a burden to my mum and she was so good to me Kurt...even though she was sick she still tried to be the best parent she could and as she struggled with her health I took a part time job to get money to help her pay wages, but there was tight competition so her friend started teaching me Zumba instead and I dropped out of school so I could help her with her classes. My mum's friend got a job in the gym nearby so she asked if I wanted to take over her classes, and that's where I am now," Blaine smiled looking like he was about to say something else but cut the conversation short, and Kurt wanted to ask about his mum and if she was alright, but kept quiet.
"You're amazing," Kurt meant to say to himself but Blaine heard him and looked sadly as he shook his head.
"I'm far from it Kurt, but thank you, and what about you…how's school going?" Blaine asked trying to make the conversation more lighter with a forced cheerful sounding voice, but Kurt didn't have the heart to ask him more about his own life so he went along with it.
"Well…"
After Kurt talked about how things were going at school with the cheerleading and telling Blaine about how Sue Sylvester yelled at Mercedes for turning up late to their Vogue video shooting because of her family members arguing with her about working herself too hard in cheerleading and how they don't want her to end up in hospital 'again' Blaine had a stern look on his face which got him worried.
"What?" He asked.
"Don't get me wrong, I love Mercedes and all, and I'm sorry that your coach behaves that way but what about you?"
"What about me?" Kurt asked blinking, because there wasn't much to say other than the stuff at school and he wasn't ready to talk about the bullying.
"Kurt, I really don't think you should continue Zumba anymore," Kurt didn't answer straight away, his face instead looking crestfallen which Blaine instantly noticed.
"I don't mean it like that! It's just…" Blaine seeing the look immediately defended his suggestion.
"You don't think I can do it?" Kurt asked with a hint of annoyance in his voice.
"No! That's not…" Blaine replied beginning to sound irritated.
"I'm not a good dancer am I? Just like Sebastian said I ….I'm like a baby penguin," Kurt replied with a solid waiting look; like a cat about to jump on a mouse.
"Sebastian said that?" Blaine looked horrified.
"Well not in those words…but he implied it," Kurt fumed.
"No, stop Kurt…listen to me," Blaine added firmly reaching his hand out to grab Kurt's but feeling rejected when Kurt moved his hand away.
Kurt was eyeing his sandwich refusing to look at Blaine which was still sitting on the table uneaten, Blaine had bought it for him during the talk about cheerleading insisting that he paid for his lunch at least, but he lost his appetite.
"I'm just concerned…" Blaine insisted and despite Kurt's move to hide his hand he wriggled his chair forward so he could reach his hand and grab Kurt's underneath pulling it out of hiding and back on top of the table. Kurt looked confused staring at their hands and wanting to melt at the same time as Blaine ran his fingers over his knuckles; what was there to be concerned about?
"Is it because I'm gay?" The movement stopped for a minute before his left hand came out to cover Kurt's hand on top his right.
This time Blaine narrowed his eyes and rolled his eyes when he could see Kurt was serious.
"No I can assure you that isn't the issue. It's just that I'm *sigh* I'm worried about you, you're losing far too much weight, and it's concerning Kurt I really really care about you, but you're fading away, and I barely see you eat,"
Kurt's immediate reaction was to look down at his stomach which was in fact getting smaller, he had lost 5 pounds and was proud of it, frowning now he wondered why Blaine thought that was such a bad thing, it wasn't like he was anorexic or anything.
"Don't get me wrong, you're beautiful and I'll be thrilled to mention you as my date tomorrow but…"
Kurt panicked then, because WOAH…hold the golden tickets in case they were a phony
DATE
WAS TOMORROW A DATE?
Immediately Blaine picked up on the silence.
"Kurt? You okay?" Kurt was clearly lost in thought and his eyes looked like a dear caught in red lights.
"Date?" Kurt said in an almost strangled to death voice because he had lost the ability to breathe
"What about it?" Blaine asked.
"I'm not sure if I heard correctly, you said tomorrow was an actual date?" Kurt asked again when Blaine asked if he was okay for the second time.
He heard Blaine curse.
"I didn't make it very clear did I? Kurt… it would be an honor if you would be my date tomorrow? I don't want to be just friends with you, I'd like to get to know you more and discover the amazing things I know there is about you …If it's asking too much, don't worry I'll cancel, and I understand cause you have school and we'll forget it happened, and I'm sorry…I'm rambling over here, help me out,"
Kurt laughed suddenly turning a different shade of color.
"I'd love to," this time Kurt rubbed Blaine's knuckles to get him to look at him.
"I didn't mean to upse…wait what?"
"I said I'd LOVE to, be your date I mean,"
"Really?! I mean…yeah?"
"Yeah," Kurt grinned because HOLY GAGA HE HAD A DATE! He had a date with someone as gorgeous and kind, and generous as Blaine, who is also a dance instructor mind you. His insides were screaming and he almost missed it when Blaine was talking.
Well he did miss it as Blaine was still talking "Kurt?" Blaine asked and Kurt couldn't believe that he actually squealed, like a 15 year old girl just got told her crush liked her back.
Blaine laughed.
"I'm guessing you're happy about the date tomorrow?"
Kurt bit his lip to stop himself saying "I think I'm falling for you, how could I not be happy?"
Instead he replied "Yeah," looking bashful and completely adorable to Blaine.
Blaine grinned as he patted his hand, but then he noticed the sandwich and his face looked disappointed.
"Kurt…" Blaine warned as though a lecture was about to happen again glaring daggers at the uneaten sandwich then looking at Kurt with a sad pitiful look.
"This is what I mean; you're so self-conscious you don't even eat, it's not healthy,"
"I'm fine," Kurt defended himself.
Blaine didn't look convinced.
Kurt sighed dramatically and picked up the godforsaken sandwich and took mouthful after mouthful even when Blaine said that he didn't mean to push him, he wanted to prove to him he wasn't being self-conscious.
"Happy?" He said after particularly shoving the whole sandwich in his mouth.
That wasn't the smartest move because his stomach felt ill.
Kurt took his hands from Blaine's and covered his mouth when his stomach almost gave way.
Blaine looked worriedly when Kurt almost threw up, moving as though he was about to. Blaine got up at once "Are you oka…"
He didn't get a chance to ask as Kurt ran from the table into the bathroom and vomited in the Lima Bean sink feeling disgusting and throwing up the chicken and mayo sandwich.
Kurt wished the ground would swallow him whole, he felt ashamed and he knew Blaine wouldn't want anything to do with someone who couldn't even eat a sandwich ruining their coffee date in front of all those people, and even worst he started to cry when he thought he might have just messed up his first chance at having a date when a pair of strong arms held his shoulders and made him lean back against a familiar body.
"Feeling better? Or you need to throw up again,"
Blaine.
"I feel disgusting," Kurt said truthfully and weakly having closed his eyes, but feeling comfortable against Blaine. T
here was a warm piece of material wiping his face clearing up the sickness, and he opened his eyes to see Blaine watching him in the bathroom mirror with concern and wiping his face after turning him slightly around. Where he got the face cloth, Kurt didn't know.
"Well you don't look disgusting I can assure you that,"
Kurt smiled despite himself and felt himself blushing as Blaine kept the cloth on his mouth longer than the rest of his face, wiping across his lips to get rid of the vomit, gently wiping the corners of his mouth.
"Even though I just vomited the lunch you brought me down this terrible bathroom coloured scheme sink?" Kurt couldn't help but ask as Blaine laughed and nodded.
"Trust you to notice the colour décor but yes, you still look gorgeous" He agreed.
"You're crazy," Kurt actually giggled; Blaine then enveloped him in a hug and kissed his forehead.
"I didn't want to make it sound like I was judging you, I'd never forgive myself if my gorgeous date tomorrow got in hospital because he wasn't taken care of himself, so please, just think about what I said before okay? I do still want to see you, so maybe just go slow in Zumba,"
Kurt nodded because he couldn't speak after having Blaine's scent surround him like a beautiful flower, when Blaine let go he wanted to cry and finally blamed his self-consciousness for it.
"Okay,"
"Come on, I'll drive you home," Blaine took his hand.
"I'm too embarrassed to go out there,"
"It's my fault anyway, I shouldn't have encouraged you to eat that sandwich, no need to feel embarrassed,"
"I shouldn't have shoved it in my mouth," Kurt argued.
"Let's just agree we both made mistakes, but nobody will say anything, trust me,"
Kurt looked into Blaine's hazel eyes as he squeezed his hand.
"Do you trust me?" Blaine asked then.
Kurt bit his lip.
"I trust you,"
Blaine led him out with his head high, holding out the cloth to the manager and thanking them as they were on the way out of the Lima Bean.
Ah so that's where he got it from
He then swayed Kurt's hand as he ignored the odd looks in the coffee shop as they walked out the door and Kurt felt incredibly light but happy.