Kurt felt as if he were falling. He was acting like such a bitch to Blaine. It had to stop. He silently left Blaine's house, trying not to catch his attention. Blaine, of course, knew better than to take his eyes off Kurt for one minute since he'd been acting strangely, and was not at all far behind.

"Kurt, will you please just talk to me?" Blaine begged after him, raking his eyes over Kurt in yearning. He chased Kurt to his car. Kurt blinked several times.

"Blaine, I-" he took a deep breath. "I don't know what to say." His back was against his car, his fingers pulling nervously on the car door handle.
Blaine threw his hands up in the air, eyes containing hints of sadness. "Just talk to me! Honestly, Kurt, what did I do that pissed you off so much?" He asked, remembering how upset Kurt became when Blaine made the first move. Kurt shook his head mechanically. He tried to open his mouth, but no sound produced. Blaine continued.

"I just… I care about you, Kurt." His eyes were passionate, staring into Kurt's intently. "I thought you… knew that," Blaine's eyes never left Kurt's looking hurt and broken, "and I thought we were close enough to be honest with each other."

Each word spoken by the older boy Kurt so loved was a dagger, a shotgun targeted at his already bleeding heart. His lower lip quivered, a movement Blaine did not miss. Kurt could feel the heart-wrenching sobs slowly creeping up and into his choked throat. He felt Blaine's arms surround him silently. His arms were warm, welcoming towers protecting against the horrible outside world. Kurt so longed to lift his chin and meet Blaine's yearning, parted lips.

"I didn't mean to make you cry," Blaine whispered gently. "I- I'm just confused." He laid his head on Kurt's shoulder, emphasizing how much taller Kurt was. "I want-," he groaned in frustration, making sure every word came out as he imagined. "I want you to know I'll wait for you. Whatever it is, I'll stay with you. I hope you know it's not about the physical things for me. Sure, they're all fine and nice, but only when you're ready. Do you hear me, Kurt?" His voice was strong about this point, and Kurt was on the verge of bawling. "Only when you are ready."

"Blaine," Kurt breathed. His breath tingled Blaine's knees, making them weak. "I think I love you, Blaine." The words were out of Kurt's mouth before he could stop them.

Blaine pulled back slowly. "Really? I thought you were tired of me," he admitted. Kurt smiled slightly. "I could never be tired of your grin, your voice, and your texts. You get me." He chuckled a bit at the cliché. "You know me; I just want you to know I need you." Kurt stared lovingly into his eyes. "I love you. And that's the truth."

Blaine opened his mouth into the grin Kurt mentioned and replied with, "I love you more than you know." Blaine leaned in a bit hesitantly, touching Kurt's lips to his own. They were moist and inviting. The kiss was sweet release from the tension of their last on the couch in Blaine's living room. Their chemistry flashed between them, their hormones driving them for more. Kurt grabbed Blaine's collared shirt furiously and twisted around to push Blaine against his car door. Their mouths meshed and completed each other's. Kurt felt Blaine's warm moan against his lips and shuddered.

"I love you," Kurt said again. The words felt natural and free. Blaine hitched Kurt legs above his hips, slamming him harder against Kurt's car. Blaine hands roamed freely over Kurt's body. They met his chest, slowly rimming his nipples. Then he descended downward to Kurt's hips. He squeezed them tightly. Kurt was hot in anticipation and yearned for Blaine's touch, his breath, and his lips. Oh, god-

It was exhilarating. Kurt could feel every moan Blaine exuded. Carefully, Blaine's hand crept into Kurt's tight skinny jeans and into his boxers. Kurt squealed when Blaine's hand found his dick and gripped it. Slowly, Blaine began to rub and move his hand up and down. Kurt was edgy and move in time with Blaine's hand. Blaine kept looking over at Kurt and his eyes had gone darker than usual. Kurt couldn't take much more. He felt his orgasm ignite every part of his teen body and he shouted.

"Blaine," he gasped and came all over Blaine's hand. Blaine was smiling slightly and leaned in. His lips bit Kurt's and it might've turned Kurt on if he hadn't have just come all over. He eyed Blaine steadily.

"You're so hot when you cum, Kurt," Blaine said deeply. Kurt can feel Blaine's erection even with his hand on Blaine's thigh. He gestured towards it. Blaine shook his head.

"Nah, you've done enough." He smiled and kissed his cheek. "See you in Glee Club tomorrow?" Kurt nodded, still in the heaven of his orgasm. Blaine strutted off, whistling Last Friday Night by Katy Perry. Figures.

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