Chapter 3

A/N: Thank you guys for reading so far and I'd love some feedback about any ideas you have or things that you like, or bug you. Anything entirely in italics is a flashback. Oh yes, I know the show is saying that Blaine's a Junior and not in Kurt's year but he is. in my story anyway. Oh yes, they stayed at Dalton in my fic but Puck and ND still love them :)

P.s there's a naughty scene that I've left out. I can upload it separately if you'd like to see it? ;)

Kurt walked through the door to his apartment after his little meeting with Blaine and looked around, trying to find something decent to eat; he really shouldn't have left the shopping to Darren. Blaine would know what I like to eat. He found himself thinking before dismissing the idea and grabbing an apple. He sat on the couch and put on Project Runway, interrupted only by Darren's voice calling him.
"Kurt, where have you been? Seriously I called your office and they said you were at the park for like an hour." Darren said and took off his coat, throwing it on the side and making Kurt cringe.
"I just went to clear my head and happened to see Blaine painting. He only lives on the other side of town."
"Well you should have just called me if you were lonely. Have you cooked me anything?" Darren asked and Kurt shrugged and shook his head, walking back to the couch and pressing play again.
"What the hell Kurt. Since when did I have to cook for myself after a hard day at work? I work as an attorney and all you do is draw all day. Would it kill you to just cook me something?" He asked, getting in Kurt's face when the soprano didn't appear to be listening. He really did hate it when Kurt was being a bitch and ignoring him. They both knew Kurt was the househusband. How could he have forgotten that?

Kurt rolled his eyes and got up, turning the TV off and walking around Darren to grab his favorite new mac that he'd designed as part of his Spring collection. He pulled it on and whipped his head around when he heard a rip as Darren grabbed the fabric. He saw red; no-one ruined his creations. He winced as he felt Darren's hand come down and slap his face. That was the final straw.
"Kurt, come back, I'm really sorry. We can work this out babe." Was all he heard as he ran to his car, jammed the keys in and sped off towards the nearest bar. He went to the toilet and looked at his cheek, crimson, as he thought it would be. When he came out of the rest room he decided that one drink wouldn't hurt. He hadn't had a proper drink since their graduation at Puck's house where Puck had spiked all the drinks with vodka so they'd all got completely wasted without knowing why.

"Grad party at mine. Bring Blaine. Puck." Kurt looked at the message and smiled as he saw Finn reach for his phone around the dinner table too. "Dad." "Mom." The two boys said simultaneously and Kurt gestured that Finn could explain.
"Puck's throwing a graduation party. We have to go. Please?" He asked and Burt and Carole looked at each other, shrugged and then nodded.
"You're the best Dad." Kurt said, hugging his father before following Finn upstairs to go and get ready. He called Blaine and put him on speakerphone while he searched through his large wardrobe.
"What's up Kurt? You only left Dalton a few hours ago. Did you get home okay?" Blaine asked, voice thick with worry.
"No Blaine, I'm fine. Puck invited us to his for a graduation party and I'd love to see the guys again. You can crash here. Pleeeaaseee come with me?" Kurt asked, drawing out his plead, pouting though he knew that Blaine couldn't see him.
"Alright, I'll be over in a bit. Love you." He said and hung up. Kurt pumped his fist in the air in triumph and went back to finding his favorite white shirt, black tie and black skinny jeans. He was just fastening his silver sparkling waistcoat over the whole ensemble when Blaine bounded into the room looking gorgeous as ever. He was wearing dark blue jeans and a white polo shirt with his adorable little black bow tie. Blaine couldn't help but think about all of the X-rated things he'd done to Kurt because of his jeans and how tight they were. They'd been together nearly 2 years and he couldn't be happier. There was only one problem: after their extended summer vacation they were both off to different states and it terrified him that they might not last.

Kurt came over and straightened his bow tie then smiled and kissed him briefly in welcome. He linked their fingers together and headed downstairs, happy that Finn was actually ready and waiting for them both. He could be such a girl sometimes about choosing clothes and shoes; he was almost worse than Kurt. Blaine drove them all to the party and insisted to Burt that he would keep them all safe. Finn called shotgun and Kurt couldn't help but giggle as he got in the back of the car.

"Wassup guys, glad you could make it. How's my favorite princess?" The mohawked teen asked as he reached Kurt and hugged him tightly, causing the smaller boy to squeak slightly as Puck's alcohol laced breath washed over him.
"I'm good Puck. Blaine's taking good care of me." Kurt replied when he was released and ignored the threatening look that Puck gave Blaine when he spoke again.
"Well he better be porcelain, or there'll be trouble." He said before staggering off to greet some other people who had just arrived.

Kurt had lost Finn in the crowd when they'd arrived but Blaine had kept Kurt close, a little intimidated by all the drunk footballers he didn't know. The fashionista grabbed himself some lemonade and Blaine a beer before setting about finding Rachel and Mercedes and catching up on the latest McKinley gossip. A few 'lemonades' later and Kurt's world was getting a bit hazy and he couldn't form a sentence very well. Blaine was sat by Artie, talking to him in-between doing shots of some liquid he didn't quite recognize.
"Puck told me that his 'rents left him the keys to their liquor cabinet and their credit card to have a good time so he spiked all the soft drinks with voddy." Artie said and raised his shotglass to Blaine's in a toast before knocking it back without a care. The curly haired boys eyes went to Kurt and his 'lemonade' he'd been drinking and he laughed a little when Kurt made his way over super carefully.
"Artie doesn't that count as drink driving?" Kurt asked before giggling for longer than usual and collapsing in Blaine's lap. Artie seemed to mull the question over before shrugging and going to find some other people to drink with. Blaine's arms automatically wound around Kurt's waist and he was surprised when he straddled his lap and leant down for a passionate kiss before smiling drunkenly. He managed to maintain his composure to look in his eyes and whisper "I love you." Kurt returned the words and cuddled into him, kissing his neck gently and humming a gentle tune.

Finn had decided to crash with Puck so he staggered with Kurt to the nearest hotel and checked in with his parent's credit card which he'd had since he was 14. He helped Kurt into the elevator and by the time they'd reached the penthouse suite Kurt was sobering up. He had a quick shower and joined Kurt in bed, kissing him gently whilst Kurt took things further and they'd ended up making semi-sober love which was followed by a little lie to Kurt's parents in the morning.

Kurt wished he could repeat that evening as he ordered a vodka and lemonade, looking around to see if he could recognize anyone there that evening. 4 missed calls from Darren and 3 quarters of a bottle of vodka later and Kurt found himself calling Blaine. He needed to talk to him, about what he wasn't sure.

"I'm really sorry about this Jeff. I just need to take this." Blaine said and answered the call from Kurt. He got up and walked away from his very good looking date for the evening with whom he'd just had dinner and intended to take for a movie soon after. He fiddled with his tie as he listened to what Kurt had to say and he laughed slightly.
"Blaine. Hi, it's Kurt. I hope you remember me. I'm at this awesome bar opposite my office and I wanted to talk to you. About *hiccup* fashion ideas for your little dears on your show." Kurt said and Blaine laughed slightly. Kurt never used the word awesome. Or dears for that matter. He weighed up his options and conceded defeat. He would always come running if Kurt needed him. "I'm on my way. Behave yourself." He said and hung up, going back to his date. "I'm so sorry Jeff. My friend is in trouble. I hope we can do this again sometime." He said and kissed his cheek, leaving enough money to cover their meal.

"Hiya Blainey-bear." Kurt said when Blaine entered the bar nearly an hour later.
"What happened to your face?" he asked. Even in the dim lights of the club it looked like Kurt had a bright red cheek.
"Daz got angry because I never made him food." He said and downed another vodka shot, pulling Blaine onto the dancefloor as the nostalgic tones of Dancing Queen by Abba started up. Kurt had been invited to the McKinley prom because Rachel had ordered the committee to let him come. Everyone there had pulled a sick stunt and voted him prom Queen and he'd stepped up and accepted it, also accepting Blaine's hand for a dance when Karofsky bailed and ran off. It was one of the most amazing things Blaine had ever done and he couldn't ever thank him enough.

Blaine couldn't help but think about how different the circumstances were when they'd last danced together to this song. Despite the time they both seemed to fit together again and remember each others way of dancing, avoiding each other's toes. Inevitably when the song finished a slower one replaced it and everyone paired up to slow dance lovingly. Blaine made to pull away but Kurt pulled him back and rested his head in his neck and arms around his waist. Blaine complied and danced with Kurt, enjoying how right the world felt now Kurt was back in his arms (sort of).

Kurt tried to ignore the electricity that shot through his veins when they danced together. It had to be the alcohol. Of course it was. He reasoned and found that the song ended too soon. "Blaine I'm hungry can we go get a sandwich or something? I'm scared to go home because Darren will freak if he sees he drunk."
"Sure, we can eat them on the hood of my car on the top of the multistory and stare at the lights. Sound like a plan?" Blaine asked and Kurt nodded happily. He walked Kurt to his car and secured him in the passenger seat before driving to the nearest Wal-mart and picking up Kurt his favorite Egg Mayonnaise sandwich. He thanked him when he returned and began to pull his sandwich apart and eat it while Blaine drove to the top of the highest multistory he could see.

Blaine parked his car up and got out, sitting on the hood and smiling when his friend joined him on the other side. "It's so beautiful at night. I remember we said we'd do this when we were out of college do you-? Of course you remember. That's why you did it. Thank you Blaine." Kurt said, interrupting his own words to rest his head on the other mans muscular chest while he looked at all the flashing lights, taking mental pictures for inspiration later.
"Anything for you Kurt. The sun comes up in a few hours. Fancy watching it together like we did in Hawaii that time?"
"Definitely, it'd be my pleasure." He said, the cold air sobering him up as he thought about their summer vacation to Hawaii, just them two, and how much fun they'd had. Kurt checked his phone as it buzzed in his pocket and answered, it was his father.
"Hey dad, is everything alright? It's terribly late."
"Where are you Kurt? Darren said someone kidnapped you or something. He also asked whether you were with Blaine? You never said that you'd seen him recently. I don't care if you are, I always liked that kid. Darren seems a bit overprotective." Burt said and Kurt felt reassured that his opinion of Blaine hadn't changed despite everything that had happened.
"Yeah dad, I'm with Blaine. I'd rather you didn't tell Darren. We had a disagreement of sorts and I needed some space. I love you dad. I'll call tomorrow." He said and smiled as he hung up, cuddling back into Blaine's chest and drifting off as the tenors strong arms shielded him from all the bad things in the world.

What do you think? Is Kurt going to forgive Darren and get… cozy with Blaine again?