Ideal
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Blaine opened his front door and smiled at Kurt, "Good boy; you're here just in time."
Kurt smiled slightly, "Yeah, well." He shrugged. "Your dad's here too?" Kurt asked quietly.
Blaine nodded his head, "Yeah. He and mom apparently had a talk with Eli today. He wants to meet you." He bit his lip. Kurt's face showed fear. Blaine gave a reassuring smile, "Don't worry, Kurt. They will both love you."
A nod came from Kurt, not fighting him. "Here's your jacket." Kurt smiled and Blaine slipped the jacket out of his hands.
"Thanks." Blaine smiled. He tossed it on a near-by chair. He nodded his head towards the kitchen, "Come on. They'll be waiting." Blaine placed a hand on the small of Kurt's back and he guided them both to the door.
Kurt walked in to notice that the table was all set with food, four chairs surrounding the medium-sized table.
Blaine looked at his mother and father that were by the island. "Mom, dad. This is Kurt." He said simply.
Melanie moved over to Kurt, "Hello, Kurt." She stuck out a hand. "I'm Melanie." She gave a polite smile.
Kurt gripped her hand. "Pleasure to meet you, Mrs. Anderson." Kurt thought it would be polite to address her as such.
Her eyebrows rose and shook her head, "Oh no, please. Call me Melanie, sweetie." Kurt smiled gratefully. She let Kurt's hand go and looked at her husband that was walking over to them.
Blaine smiled at his father as the tall man stuck out a hand for Kurt to shake, "Good to meet you, Kurt. My name's Andrew and you can call me Andrew all right?"
Kurt nodded and smiled, gripped his hand as well, and said, "You too, Andrew."
"Why don't we eat? I'm hungry." Blaine suggested.
"Yes, lets." Melanie moved over to the table. The four sat down at the table in a circle. When Melanie sat down, Andrew placed himself to her left. Blaine move and pulled out the seat to Melanie's right for Kurt. Blaine looked over at his father when he sat down side him.
Andrew winked quickly and gave a small smile.
After a short time, the conversation was alive and Kurt felt relaxed. Blaine talked to his father about sports and they continued to have the friendly argument. Kurt and Melanie were talking about Kurt's wedding planning business he works on.
"He should have passed the ball." Andrew spoke.
"Yeah, but he couldn't see anyone. He was completely covered. He's not the tallest player." Blaine argued.
Andrew nodded his head and didn't respond when he heard Melanie speak.
"So you work alone most of the time?"
Kurt took a breath in, "Yeah, pretty much. Sometimes the wedding party helps, but other than that, I do it myself."
Melanie nodded, "What got you started?"
Kurt gave a smile, "Well, I've been dreaming of it I guess for some time. But then my dad was getting married and I set it up all by myself. That's really what started it."
Andrew spoke, "So how many have you done?"
Melanie and Kurt turn their heads to look at Andrew. Kurt replied, "Include and my dad's and my brother's, I've done fifteen weddings so far."
Andrew's eyebrows shot up, "Really?"
Kurt nodded and smiled, "I like it. It's stressful, but I like it."
Blaine smiled at Kurt and nodded.
"That was a really good meal, Melanie." Kurt complimented.
"Well, thank you, Kurt." She smiled at him.
Blaine looked at his father. "Well?" He whispered.
Andrew blinked and nodded his head with a smile on his face, "He seems like a nice guy, Blaine."
"He is." Blaine responded.
"Then don't let him go." Blaine was a bit shocked at his father's words, but quickly forget as his father spoke again, "Well, I better get to the store." Andrew spoke loud enough for Kurt and Melanie to hear.
Melanie looked over at her husband. He gave a wink and she smiled softly. "We better go to the store." She turned to Blaine and Kurt, "You two have fun watching RENT." Melanie hugged Blaine and he kissed her cheek.
Andrew and Melanie left the house; Blaine and Kurt watch them leave. "I guess they just needed to meet you to trust us."
"Hmm?" Kurt turned and looked at Blaine in confusion.
"Oh…" Blaine moved from the door and to the staircase. He turned around to look at Kurt and bobbed his head for a sign for Kurt to follow. "You know, since we're…" Kurt was beside him. "Seeing each other?" The statement was more in the form of a question.
Kurt smiled, "Seeing each other huh?"
Blaine shrugged and started to walk up the stairs and Kurt followed, "Too much?"
Kurt shook his head, "No, it's fine." Kurt smirked when he slipped his hand in Blaine's. His head snapped to Kurt and looked down at his hand and smiled.
"Just down the hall." Blaine told him. They reached Blaine's room and Blaine opened the door for Kurt.
He stepped in, letting go of Blaine's hand, and looked around the room. It was huge. With a queen-sized, a large wooden desk, a nice new dresser, and a love seat that was opposite of a TV entertainment center. It was very spacey.
"Your room is nice." Kurt spoke his observation to Blaine. He turned and saw Blaine putting in the DVD.
Blaine smiled gratefully, "Yeah, it's nice." He grabbed the remote. "You ready?" He smirked.
Kurt shrugged, "I guess so." He smirked. "Are you?"
Blaine gave a laugh, "Yeah. Let's sit." Blaine motioned for Kurt to sit with him on the love seat.
He sat down and folded his legs into a fold. "Your parents are nice." Kurt said.
"Yeah, I guess so." Blaine smiled as the movie came on. "Join me?" Blaine smirked.
Kurt grinned and nodded.
"Five hundred twenty-five thousand six hundred minutes," Blaine and Kurt began.
Kurt smiled, singing in the lyrics, as he heard Blaine's voice. Blaine did the same, a smile practically stuck on his face.
"Five hundred twenty-five thousand moments so dear. Five hundred twenty-five thousand six hundred minutes. How do you measure, measure a year?"
Blaine and Kurt got lost in the song as they continued to sing.
"In daylights, in sunsets, in midnights, in cups of coffee. In inches, in miles, in laughter, in strife."
Blaine took a hold on Kurt's hand as they kept on singing.
"How about love? How about love?" Kurt's face flushed as he sang. Blaine gave a quick smirk. "How about love? Measure in love." Kurt squeezed his hand just slightly. "Seasons of love. Seasons of love."
Joanne's solo part came and Kurt gave Blaine a look. Blaine nodded his head.
"Five hundred twenty-five thousand six hundred minutes!" Kurt began. "Five hundred twenty-five thousand journeys to plan. Five hundred twenty-five thousand six hundred minute; how do you measure the life of a woman or a man?" Kurt raised his eyebrows and waited for Blaine to start Collins' part.
"In truths that she learned, or in times that he cried. In bridges he burned, or the way she died."
Blaine held the note as Kurt began to sing once more, "It's time to now sing out, though the story never ends."
The two continued together, "Let's celebrate! Remember a year in the life of friends. Remember the love! Remember the love! Seasons of love!"
Both continued with Joanne's solo together, "Oh you got to, go to remember the love. You know that love is a gift from up above. Share love, give love, spread love. Measure, measure your life in," Blaine stopped singing.
Kurt finished the last note, "Love."
The song ended and the move actually started, and the two just watched each other. Finally, Kurt spoke, "You have an amazing voice."
Blaine gave a laugh and his face flushed, "Not as amazing as yours. Wow!" The smile on his face widened if possible.
The two continued to sing what they felt comfortable singing and they didn't rush each other. They just continued on their way through the movie.
XxX
"The samples won't delay but the cable." Kurt began Joanne's part to the song Tango Maureen.
Blaine took Mark's part, "There's another way, say something, anything."
"Test, one, two, three,"
"Anything but that." Blaine rolled his eyes.
"This is weird,"
"It's weird."
"Very weird,"
"Fucking weird." Blaine swore. He smirked as Kurt's eyes flashed with humor.
"I'm so mad that I don't know what to do. Fighting with microphones, freezing down to my bones, and top it all off – I'm with you!"
"Feel like going insane? Got a fire in your brain? And you're thinking of drinking gasoline?"
"As a matter of fact," Kurt sang.
"Honey, I know this act. It's called the 'Tango Maureen'." Blaine gripped the hand that was in his and pulled Kurt up. "The 'Tango Maureen'!" Blaine sang with feeling. "It's a dark, dizzy marry-go-round. As she keeps you dangling."
Kurt butt in, "You're wrong,"
"You're heart she is mangling."
"It's different with me." Kurt put the other hand on his chest.
"And you toss and you turn, cause her cold eyes can burn." Blaine twisted his arm around Kurt and turned him, hinting that they should do the dance. Kurt smirked. "Yet you yearn and churn and rebound."
"I think I know what you mean…" Kurt sang.
And together, the two sang, "The 'Tango Maureen'."
Blaine started singing after that, "Has she ever pouted her lips and called you," Blaine pouted his lips, "'Pookie'?"
Kurt narrowed his eyes and shook his head, "Never,"
"Have you ever doubted a kiss or two?"
"This is… spooky." Kurt widened his eyes, "Did you swoon when she walked through the door?"
"Every time, so be…" Blaine wrinkled his nose and lifted his hand up and copied Mark, "cautious."
Kurt moved out of Blaine's grasp and walked away from him, "Did she moon over other boys?"
"More than moon," Blaine matched his movements.
"I'm getting…" Kurt shut his eyes tight, clenching his stomach, "nauseous."
After that, Blaine put his hands on his hips. Kurt undid his tie and through it on the loveseat. Then, as they knew the movie movements by heart, they began to do exactly what Joanne and Mark was doing on the TV screen that was forgotten.
"Where'd you learn to tango?" Blaine spoke.
"With the French Ambassador's daughter in her dorm room at Miss Porter's. And you?"
The two stopped, just like the movie, and Blaine replied, "With Nanetter Himmelfarb, the Rabbi's daughter in the Scarsdale Jewish Community Center."
Kurt copied Joanne, and they did it backwards.
"It's hard to do this backwards." Blaine's voice cracked, and he watched Kurt.
Kurt turned Blaine and ducked him down, "You should try it in heels." Blaine was bracing himself for a drop but Kurt laughed. "I'm not dropping you." He smirked. He pulled Blaine up and the two began to tango once more.
Kurt swung his leg up just a tad, and Blaine gripped it gently. "She's cheated."
"She cheated." Blaine sang.
"Maureen cheated." Kurt smirked; he knew what was coming.
"Fucking cheated." Blaine almost gave a laugh.
"I'm defeated, I should give up right now."
With Kurt's back supported all the way though the dance, Blaine sung again, "Gotta look on the bright side with all of your might."
"I'd fall for her still anyhow." Kurt sang.
They continued the dance with themselves, just making up a quick dance.
"When you're dancing her dance you don't stand a chance. Her grip of romance makes you fall." The two sang together.
"So you think, might as well." Blaine held Kurt close.
"Dance a tango to hell." Kurt caught his breath.
"At least I'll have tangoed at all." They continued with the regular dance, singing together. "The 'Tango Maureen'; gotta dance until your diva is through. You pretend to believe her, cause in the end you can't leave her."
The two watch each other eyes, just having the movie playing in the background. "But in the end it will come, still you have to be dumb. Until you're glum," Blaine turned Kurt around and with his arm gripping his lower stomach, "and you bum and turn blue." Kurt nervously flipped his legs up and brought them together quickly and pressed his back into Blaine's chest for support.
Blaine quickly turned him around and they danced almost touching cheeks. Blaine sang, "Why do we love when she's mean?"
"And she can be so obscene." Kurt pulled away from Blaine and just stood in front of him, flushed. "My Maureen."
And together, their voices collided together in the last words, "the 'Tango Maureen'."
Their hearts raced. Kurt never felt so excited. Blaine never felt so strong.
The two caught their breaths and they stared at each other as the movie played on. Kurt bit his lip, "You were…" Kurt thought of the right words. "You were great."
Blaine smiled a dashing smile, "So were you. Let's sit back down." Blaine moved over to the couch and sat down, Kurt followed suit. Blaine slipped his hand in Kurt's, intertwining their fingers as the next song came on. They smiled at each other and paid attention to the movie.
The next scene showed up and Blaine laughed to himself. Kurt looked over at him, "What is it?"\
Blaine bit his lip, "Promise not to laugh?"
"Sure." Kurt was curious.
"My brother is completely in love with Rosario Dawson. So when I was trying to deny that I was gay, I probably watched RENT a thousand times."
Kurt's eyebrows scrunched in confusion. "Why would I laugh at that?"
He shrugged, "So when Eli caught me watching it, I said I was watching Rosario. But most of the time, I was just so obsessed with Angel and Collins. It seemed… like they accepted homosexuality and it looked so normal in the movie. So unlike my school back then."
Kurt nodded and smiled softly at him. He made a mental note to ask him his coming out story later.
The two continued to sing or hum the songs. Over time, Kurt moved over closer to Blaine. After a while, Blaine let go of Kurt's hand and brought his arm around Kurt's shoulders, bringing him even closer to his person.
XxX
Kurt smiled and slipped off the love seat. He grabbed Blaine's hand, "Live in my house, I'll be your shelter. Just pay me back with one thousand kisses." Blaine smiled with compassion. "Be my lover and I'll cover you."
Blaine gripped both of Kurt's hands in his own, "Open your door, I'll be your tenant. Don't get much baggage to lay at your feet. But sweet kisses I've got to spare." He brought one of Kurt's hands up to his lips and kissed it slightly. "I'll be there and I'll cover you."
The two smiled at one another and they began to sing together, "I think they meant it when they said you can't buy love. Now I know you can rent it. A new lease you are my love on life, be my life." Blaine, on instinct tore back from Kurt and with a laugh from him, they copied Angel and Collins.
Kurt pressed his back into Blaine's chest once more. Blaine took a hold of Kurt's hands and started to rock them as they sang, "Just slip me on, I'll be your blanket. Wherever, whatever, I'll be your coat." Blaine spun Kurt around and wrapped his arms around him.
Kurt's hands gently landed on Blaine's neck, "You'll be King, and I'll be your castle."
Blaine's heart fluttered at Kurt's touch, "No, you'll be my Queen, and I'll be your moat."
Together in their hold, "I think they meant it when they said you can't buy love. Now I know you can rent it. A new lease you are my love on life, all my life." Blaine let go of Kurt and placed his hands in his once more. "I've longer to discover something as true as this is."
"So with a thousand sweet kisses, I'll cover you."
"If you're cold and you're lonely,"
"With a thousand sweet kisses, I'll cover you." Blaine released their hands and brought Kurt close to him, rocking him in his arms.
"You've got one nickel only." Kurt's face flushed and his heart raced, "With a thousand sweet kisses, I'll cover you."
"When you're worn out and tired," Blaine looked down at Kurt's lips and he tightened his grip.
"With a thousand sweet kisses, I'll cover you."
"When your heart has expired." Blaine's eyes were back and forth between Kurt's eyes and Kurt's singing lips.
Both their hearts racing, they began to sing together, "Oh, lover, I'll cover you." Blaine pressed his forehead up against Kurt's. He brought his hands from around Kurt's waist to the crease of his neck.
"Yeah, oh, lover," Kurt brought his arms around Blaine and he moved his body closer.
And with three words, they held the last note, "I'll cover you."
They stood still, their foreheads supporting each other. Silence in the movie took place; Angel and Collins were kissing.
Kurt took an inhaled breath, "Blaine…" he whispered.
His voice; Kurt's voice. Blaine couldn't take it anymore. Blaine brought his lips onto Kurt's. Something that needed to be done a long time ago. Something that both Blaine and Kurt wanted to do since they met.
There was no 'spark', no fireworks. It was just a kiss. A kiss shared between boyfriends, their first kiss. Their first kiss that made their stomachs turn. That made their hearts beat right out of their chests. That made them beyond excited.
Blaine was the one to pull away, gasping for air. His eyes landed on Kurt's closed ones. Kurt slowly opened his eyes. They were both out of breath, but Kurt's was completely caught in his throat. The two continued to stare. Maureen's voice shouted through their hearing range.
Their flushed faces broke out in smiles. All the happiness they could imagine, there. Just in the moment. The moment where they go hand-in-hand, gripping onto each other like their lives depended on it, and seated back down on the love seat with their hearts still racing and that turn in their stomachs still there.
They were comfortable, just not saying a word. Because everything that needed to be said, was already said through that simple first kiss.
XxX
They barely paid attention to the movie, but when the saddest part came along; Kurt couldn't help but tear up. Blaine repositioned his body to be propped up against the arm rest. And brought and arm around Kurt and he slipped right in the fold of Blaine's body.
"Live in my house, I'll be your shelter. Just pay me back with one thousand kisses. Be my lover and I'll cover you, yeah." Blaine's voice was soft as he sang along with Collins in Kurt's ear. "Open your door, I'll be your tenant. Don't got much baggage to lay at your feet. I'll be there and I'll cover you."
Blaine was joined by Kurt, "I think they meant it when they said you can't buy love. Now I know you can rent it. A new lease you are my love on life, all my life." He held Kurt closer to him. He kissed the top of his head.
"I've longed to discover something as true as this is," Blaine's words were more than just a song. And Kurt listened, not singing. "So with a thousand sweet kisses, I'll cover you."
"If you're cold and you're lonely." Kurt sang even more softly.
"With a thousand sweet kisses," Blaine pressed his cheek to Kurt's hair and parked it there.
"You're got one nickel only." Kurt wrapped his arms around Blaine's waist.
"With a thousand sweet kisses, I'll cover you."
"When you're worn out and tired,"
"With a thousand sweet kisses, I'll cover you."
"When your heart is expired." Kurt moved one arm back up and pressed it to Blaine's heart and felt his heart racing.
"Oh lover, I'll cover you, yeah. Oh lover, I'll cover you." Blaine kissed Kurt's forehead.
"Five hundred twenty-five thousand six hundred minutes." Kurt looked up at Blaine's face. "Five hundred twenty-five thousand seasons of love."
"I'll cover you, oh." Blaine didn't bother holding out his note as he brought his lips onto Kurt's for a brief kiss.
The two stayed like that.
The movie ended. Kurt was still in Blaine's arms. The two just stayed and Blaine shut it off by the remote.
Kurt smiled in Blaine's touch. "Blaine?"
"Hmm?"
"Can I ask you something?"
"What is it?"
Kurt thought of how to word the question, "You don't have to tell me, but… What's your coming out story?"
Blaine's eyebrows shot up and looked at Kurt. He tapped Kurt to sit up. Once Kurt did he looked at Blaine, "You sure you want to know?"
Kurt nodded, "But you really don't have to tell me now if you don't want to just yet."
Blaine shook his head and moved to get comfortable. "It's a bit boring."
A smile spread on Kurt's face, "Oh, of course it is. Just… tell me."
A nod came from Blaine, "I always knew I was different. But my classmates found me extremely indifferent. In sixth grade; that's when I started to get taunted. Name calling, pushing, stuff like that." Kurt nodded. "Seventh grade was when I was trying to deny the fact I liked guys. That's when RENT came along in my life.
"But… We were watching this movie in school one day and all the girls were fawning over the guys in the movie. The boys were fawning over the girls in the movie. I was surrounded by the girls, mainly because of the seating. And one of the girls said something about a guy being hot… I agreed, mainly to myself. But they heard me."
Blaine stopped talking for a moment. He thought back, but was silent. Kurt encouraged, "Take your time. No need to rush it."
Blaine smiled in gratitude, "That's how people found out that I was gay. They even called Eli gay. He's one year older than me, so he was in eighth grade." Kurt nodded in understanding. "So now the teasing was about all of my differences, as well as my sexuality." Blaine went quite and his eyes went dark.
Kurt's eyebrows shot up and waited for Blaine to continue. "Eighth grade… I was thirteen going on fourteen. I was getting harassed every single day." He paused, looking away from Kurt. "I had heard about Dalton. So, I tried convincing my parents to let me go since Christmas break." Blaine looked down at the carpet, not saying a word for a quite some time.
"… Blaine?" Kurt questioned if he should have spoke.
He snapped back to Kurt, "Sorry… Memories, I guess."
Kurt shook his head, "If you don't feel comfortable about this…"
"No, it's fine." Blaine nodded his head and continued, "It was April twenty-first. It was Friday. Eli was hanging out with some friends. Some upper classmen had found out about me, about his brother."
"What happened to him?"
Blaine inhaled a breath, "He came home, about an hour earlier than he said he would. Mom made us take him to the hospital. He had a broken rib and a bruised lung. They almost broke his arm. His face was all black and blue." His eyes watered with the memory.
Kurt sat up straight at the sight. "Blaine…" He spoke softly. He took a hold of his hand. Blaine smiled gratefully.
"I spent all summer begging my parents to enroll me at Dalton." He shook his head, "I spent a week in that high school." He looked straight into Kurt's eyes, "They finally changed their mind, though."
Kurt felt sick, "Changed their mind?" Blaine nodded. "How?" Kurt knew he wasn't going to like the answer.
Blaine licked his lips for moisture, "I was pushed out of a window on the second floor of the school."
Kurt's breath stopped. "What?" He shook his head, "Oh my God, Blaine…" Kurt gripped Blaine's hands and brought them to his lips. He lightly kissed the fingers that graced his lips.
A happy smile showed across Blaine's face, "Then I went to Dalton. I was safe. And you know the rest."
Kurt nodded his head. "What did your parents say when…?" Kurt was cut off.
"They weren't okay with it at first. But they accepted me, all because of Eli. He's very… open about things and is extremely persuasive when it comes to accepting people." Blaine smirked.
A smile came across Kurt's face as he thought back to when he told off Finn. "Yeah… So he was okay with you?"
"Of course." Blaine nodded. "He had known since we were ten and eleven, he said. He said I told him that I thought Daniel Radcliffe was really, really cute."
Kurt broke out in laughter and Blaine couldn't help but join him. Kurt shook his head, "Of course you would." Blaine shrugged and flashed his face of innocence to Kurt. "You know that does work with me." Kurt shook his head.
"Fine, fine." Blaine licked his lip for a different reason other than moisture, "But… my parents accepted me eventual, obviously. They left us alone." He quirked an eyebrow and winked.
Kurt gave a chuckle, "You don't say."
Blaine smiled as Kurt moved over and pressed a kiss on his lips. Blaine moved one hand on the crease of his neck and the other on Kurt's back. He pulled Kurt closer. Kurt pulled back, though.
"Blaine… Thanks for telling me."
He nodded, "As long as you promise to tell me about yours later."
"Later?" Kurt smirked.
"Yes, because right now I want to pay you in a thousand sweet kisses."
A/N: Well... I kind of hoping this makes up for some of the content in the more boring chapters. Maybe?