Blaine rolled over and slowly opened his eyes. Kurt was missing from his bed and a small note sat on his nightstand. He rolled out of bed and his feet hit the floor, the rocking of the ship making it difficult to stand.
As he picked up the note he smiled.
Blaine- I went jogging on the track on the spa deck, if you wake up before ten I'll still be up there, if you wake up after ten then I'll be at breakfast. Xoxoxo –Kurt
He checked the clock, which said 11:45, and then stepped into the shower.
David sat with Kurt and Wes and breakfast, chatting about how cool the ship was and what show was on later tonight.
"David, I will not go see Finding Nemo unless my Blaine's there. And since they have open Karaoke, I doubt he will be."
"Fine, suit yourself. Wes and I will go see that, and you two can go sing."
"But I want to do the Karaoke!" Wes chimed in.
"Fine, we'll all go sing and Nemo will never be found!" David laughed.
"Hey guys!" Blaine walked up, freshly shaven and in a button-up plaid shirt with cargo shorts.
"Blaine, hey!" Kurt stood and walked over, linking hands.
"Hey honey, good morning." Blaine pecked Kurt on the cheek.
"Hey Blaine."
"Sup' Blaine!"
"Come on Blaine, I need to show you the front of the ship."
Blaine smiled and followed, both boys waving bye to their friends. The two looked strange together, Kurt wearing rolled up white skinny jeans, a tight-fitting blue polo, and dark designer sunglasses pushed up on his perfect hair, and Blaine looking like a Hollister model.
"Here we are!" Kurt announced after dragging his boyfriend up to the top deck.
"Wow, it's so…. Open" Blaine murmured in Kurt's ear.
"I know…. It's beautiful." The pair watched the boat charge forward, only water and air for as far as the eye could see. The wind was blowing both their hair back, and Kurt was wrapped in Blaine's arms.
Another couple stood along the front railing, and the girl smiled at them while the boy awkwardly looked away.
"I'm starving." Blaine said moments after his stomach growled.
"Why don't you go eat while I go change. I want to swim." Blaine stared, dumbfounded at his boyfriend.
"Kurt Hummel, swim?" Kurt playfully swatted him on the nose.
"Of course! Now, I'm going, goodbye." Kurt kissed him once before heading towards the glass doors, and Blaine turned around on the railing and looked out again.
"Do you spend all your free time staring at the ocean?" Hope popped up out of nowhere, and Blaine turned around with a grin.
"Actually, I was just about to go get breakfast."
"At half-past noon? You mean lunch."
"Yeah, I guess. Do you want to join me?"
"Sounds good if you don't mind."
"Cool." And then together they walked to the buffet, finding out in the process that they have a lot in common.
"No way! Of course I've read that!"
"I love that movie!"
"I think she is a wonderful actor!"
The conversation carried on for about twenty minutes until Kurt walked up to them.
"Hey Kurt!" Blaine grinned as he kicked a seat back with his leg.
"Hi Kurt!" Hope squeaked.
"Hello Blaine, Hope."
"I guess I need to change as well, if we're going swimming. Do you want to swim with us?"
Hope nodded and smiled. "I'd love too! I need to change though."
"Me too. Kurt, we'll be right back." Kurt smiled weakly and waved them off.
While they walked down the stairs to their rooms, Hope questioned Blaine.
"So, do you have a girlfriend?" Blaine was caught off guard.
"Not exactly." He managed.
"Oh, you should ask her out if you have a crush. Girls never think you're stupid if you do."
"Well what I meant by not exactly was that I don't have a girlfriend, I have a boyfriend." Blaine said the words softly.
"Oh, was that him?" Hope said nonchalantly.
"Yeah, we have been dating awhile."
"You two were cute together; to be honest I was wondering if you were."
"Um, thanks." Blaine chuckled, "I'm used to people taking that badly."
"It takes one to know one." She looked down at her feet.
"You're-"
"I don't know, actually." She sighed as Blaine stopped walking and looked into her eyes.
"I mean, I'm almost eighteen and I've never had so much as a crush on someone." She frowned.
"It's okay. Sometimes it just takes time, you know."
"No, I don't think this is normal. I wish I could just be free to choose when the time is right, but since I'm homeschooled in the country I don't meet a lot of people."
"Hope, listen to me." Blaine put both his hands on her shoulders, "Nobody can force you to be who you're not. You need to just look into yourself and see if you can make sense of things; and even that can take a while."
Hope smiled up at Blaine. "Thank you Blaine." And they hugged.
"Let's go swimming now." Blaine laughed and grabbed her hand.
Moments later they met up again in the hallway, both bathing suit clad.
When they met up with Kurt again, the taller boy was wearing Marc Jacobs swimming trunks and a tight-fitting black swim shirt. Hope giggled, and Kurt looked at the girl funny.
"I'm laughing at the way Blaine's looking at you." She nodded towards the drooling boy, and Blaine snapped out of it. He grinned though and walked over to kiss Kurt on the nose. Kurt blushed.
"Oh my God, you two are to adorable!" Hope squealed. Both boys blushed harder.
"Now let's get in the pool!" Blaine laughed as he leaped in. Kurt gently sat down on the edge and pulled his sunglasses over his face. Blaine swam over and pulled himself up on the wall, his curly hair matted down with water and his skin glistening.
"You told her." Kurt grinned as Blaine attempted to splash him with water.
"Of course." Blaine said simply and attempted to kiss him again.
"Urgh, it's too hot Blaine." Kurt said as he pushed his boyfriend into the water.
"I know I am." Blaine joked from the water.
"Hey! Get in!" Hope swam over and laughed at Kurt's reaction the Blaine's splash.
"But…" Blaine reached out his hand, and Kurt took it, sliding off the edge into the crowed pool.
"URGH! IT'S FREEZING!" Kurt tried to escape the icy water, but Blaine held him in.
"No it's not, it feels awesome."
"This saltwater will ruin my complexion!" He tried again.
"Kurt, common' nobody will see you in the middle of the ocean on a boat!" Hope tried to help, and Blaine laughed.
"Fine, I guess I am the one who wanted to swim in the first place. But I'm not getting my hair wet."
That plan was destroyed as two hyper-active teenage boys cannonballed into the water, coating Kurt and his hair.
"WES! DAVID!"
"Oh hey, Kurt." Wes popped up, his dark hair plastered to his forehead.
"Hey Kurt, hope we didn't splash you." David snickered.
"I hate you all."
Later that evening Kurt, Blaine, Wes, David, and Hope all sat in the Karaoke lounge.
"Tomorrow we are going to Grand Turk." Blaine smiled as Kurt looked over the brochure for the country from the booth in the lounge.
"Sounds fun, I can't wait to see what kind of shops they have!" Kurt squealed.
"Alright, could we have our first volunteer for Karaoke?" David immediately shot his hand up.
"Okay! Come on up!" The man smiled and handed David the microphone while he scrolled through the list of songs. David smiled when he found the one he was looking for and pressed play.
I'm sleeping and right in the middle of a good dream
Like all at once I wake up from something that
Keeps knocking at my brain
Before I go insane I hold my
Pillow to my head and spring up in my bed
Screaming out the words I dread
I think I love you!
I think I love you!
David's eyes never left Wes's when he sung.
This morning, I woke up with this feeling
I didn't know how to deal with
And so I just decided to myself
I'd hide it to myself and never talk about it
And did not go and shout it
When you walked into the room
I think I love you!
I think I love you!
I think I love you,
So what am I so afraid of?
I'm afraid that I'm not sure
Of a love there is no cure for
I think I love you, isn't that what life is made of
Though it worries me to say
That I've never felt this way
I don't know what I'm up against
I don't know what it's all about
I got so much to think about, hey
I think I love you, so what am I so afraid of?
I'm afraid that I'm not sure of a love there is no cure for
I think I love you
Isn't that what life is made of?
Though it worries me to say that I've never felt this way
David's eyes bore into Wes's, meaning every word he was singing.
Believe me, you really don't have to worry
I only want to make you happy
And if you say, "Hey, go away!" I will
But I think better still I better
Stay around and love you
Do you think I have a case?
Let me ask you to your face
Hope swooned, and Klaine looked a bit confused.
Do you think you love me?
I think I love you
I think I love you!
I think I love you!
Oh, I think I love you!
The crowd clapped, and Wes just sat there with a surprised expression. Kurt gave a confused glance at Blaine, but the latter just shrugged.
"You like it?" David smiled as he scooted into the booth beside Wes.
"Yeah, it was interesting." David's face fell, and the two grew silent.
After Karaoke ended, the four boys and Hope went back to their rooms. The bid Hope goodnight, and Kurt and Blaine walked into their room.
"Blaine, this sounds mean, but I don't want Hope hanging around with us all trip. I want this to be about us."
Blaine gave a confused look, "And I guess, based on that song, about Wevid too." He muttered.
"What was that even about? They are both single." Kurt frowned.
"Yeah, and I think David might just have come out." Kurt's brain clicked into place at the words.
"Oh my… you don't think?"
"Oh yes, I think."
Wes sat awkwardly on his bed, David looking at the papers about tomorrow's port far to intently.
"So…" Wes started while still looking at the ground.
"So…. Yeah."
"That song was about me, wasn't it?" Wes finally looked up, David froze.
"Um…"
"It's okay. I liked it." Wes smiled, and walked over to sit on David's bed.
"Really?"
"Yeah. You are a great singer." David put down the papers and look sideways at Wes.
"Do you ever think…?" David's walls were down, and Wes could see right through him.
"I don't know… maybe."
"Do you want to try it? For a little while?" Wes didn't answer, just looked back down at the bedspread, playing with a little string on the sheet.
"I have to go." Wes got up and almost ran out into the hallway, barely missing crashing into Kurt.
"Um, hi Wes."
"Um, hey Kurt." The shorter boy said weakly as he tried to regain his composure.
"Do you want to talk?"
"Yeah, that'd be nice Kurt." And then they simply walked up the stairs and onto one of the many decks. Kurt pulled out a seat and sat down at a deserted table.
"Sit." And Wes obliged.
"Now, tell me what that was about." Kurt gave his signature glare at Wes, trying to make him talk.
"It's about David… I..." he ran his hands through his hair.
"He likes you, doesn't he?" Wes simply nodded in return.
"And? Are you okay with that?" Kurt pleaded with Wes.
"I guess I like him too. But I'm not sure if it's in that way, you know." Kurt frowned in concentration, staring at a bird through the darkness over the ocean.
"Well, you should think about this before you make any decisions, you are stuck on a boat." Kurt smiled encouragingly at his friend and was pleased when Wes smiled back.
"Thanks Kurt. I'll talk to David later."
"Good. I hope he takes it well." Kurt stood up. "Do you want to go check out the front of the boat?" Kurt smiled.
"Front?"
"It's awesome, come on!" Kurt grabbed his arm and began pulling him to the stairs.
Blaine took a deep breath and knocked on the door.
"Hey Blaine." David said when he opened the door. His face looked sad.
"Hey David, can we talk for a minute?" The taller boy stepped back and allowed Blaine to come in.
"What on Earth were you thinking with that song?" Blaine gave him a ridiculous look.
"I don't know, okay? I just thought things would go better!"
"If that was your way of coming out…" Blaine was pacing the floor, while David was sitting on his bed.
"Honestly, I never thought of it that way." David looked up at the pacing boy.
"Well that's sure what it looked like!" Blaine wasn't handling this very well.
"I'm sorry! I didn't know what I was doing. I'm going to have to make this right."
"That would be a fantastic idea." Blaine looked down at him with both his eyebrows raised.
"Okay, okay just go now Blaine." Blaine gave him a hurt look but left the small cabin.
Blaine found Kurt and Wes walking down the hallway, and Kurt motioned for Blaine to follow him into their room.
"How did it go?" Kurt smiled at Blaine.
"I think I should let you do the talking from now on." Blaine grinned and hugged Kurt.
"Now, bed! We have to get up at eight tomorrow!" Kurt pointed to Blaine's bed and he climbed into his own.
The lights went out in both of the rooms at almost the same, except David and Wes were now creeping down the hallway, and their room was empty.
"I have to show you something." Wes said after the reached the main deck, "Kurt showed me it."
David followed the boy until the walked onto the dark and quite top deck. The wind was blowing fiercely, and they had to hold hands to stay upright.
When they ducked under the glass covering though, the wind was cut off. They stared out at sea for a few minutes, and then Wes turned to David.
"I'm sorry." David immediately said, "I wasn't thinking."
"You don't need to be sorry."
"No, I shouldn't have just sprung that on you. We were like the two closest friends ever." David shook his head slowly.
"We still are are will always be the too closest friends ever." Wes grabbed on to David's hand.
The wind whipped around their faces, the waves crashed against the side of the boat, and the cool air that contrasted with the scorching hot air earlier that day made goose bumps appear on their uncovered skin.
Or maybe it wasn't the air.
Wes leaned in, slowly, and watched as David leaned forward.
And their lips touched.
The kiss lasted for a second, and when Wes pulled away David's eyes were wide. Wes smiled sheepishly.
"I love you. I don't love you like that, but I love you."
"I love you too Wes, and I don't think it ever really think it was in a different way then you do."
Lurking in the shadows a mere ten feet away, Hope Caudwell watched the whole scene.