.:My Man:.

Chapter Two… Wednesday Night: Dream Sequence

Blaine's Dream

It was close to midnight and Blaine finally fell asleep after trying to stop thinking about his best friend and what song he wants to sing to Jeremiah Monday. Deep in sleep he landed in his dream world, and he was sitting on his desk in his dorm, playing his guitar and writing a song when he looked out of the window into the courtyard. He sighed deeply as he watched Kurt and Nick outside throwing leaves at one another, and suddenly he forgot what he was doing, entranced by the laughing boy playing in the autumn leaves. He couldn't help, but imagine how cute a couple they would make. He snapped back to reality when he almost dropped his guitar. He quickly got back to work, but still thinking of Kurt, and how adorable he is in that scarf and Alexander McQueen jacket. He then started strumming his guitar as he looked back down at Kurt rolling on the ground laughing. Blaine smiled and turned his recorder on as music and lyrics flowed out of him. He then listened to the song he just wrote and thought it was the most beautiful song he has ever written.

It then skips to later that night, and Blaine was lying on his bed, unable to sleep and unable to turn his thoughts off. He looked at his clock and noticed it was twelve-thirty, and then he stared at the ceiling as he began humming then started singing.

"Half past twelve and I'm watching the late show in my flat all alone, how I hate to spend the evening on my own. Autumn winds blowing outside my window as I look around the room, and it makes me so depressed to see the gloom. Is there a man out there? Someone to hear my prayer? Gimme! Gimme! Gimme! A man after midnight, won't somebody help me chase the shadows away. Gimme! Gimme! Gimme! A man after midnight take me through the darkness to the break of the day."

The word 'day' echoed through his mind as he jolted up, awake from his dream.

"God dammit! I have got to stop doing this!" Blaine said rubbing his face with his hands in frustration. He ran his fingers through his hair as he got up and went to the bathroom for a glass of water. He sat on the edge of his bed, wide awake now, and tried to rid Kurt from his mind. He was about to serenade someone on Valentine's Day, and all he can think about is his best friend. He knew he wasn't in love with Jeremiah, but he had to have someone to take his mind away from Kurt, plus he's kind of cute, of course not as cute as Kurt… He admits that he loves Kurt, but Kurt doesn't need a boyfriend right now, he needs a friend and a mentor, and Blaine wasn't going to screw that up. He just has to do something before he ruins everything him and Kurt have, making things awkward and possibly lose Kurt forever, which he did not want.

Kurt's Dream

Kurt fell asleep crying after singing to the wall separating his and Blaine's dorms. He fell asleep to images of Blaine and him, together, and how cute a couple they'd make. He drifted into a deep sleep and found himself outside. It was cold outside and autumn leaves were spread across the courtyard and Kurt was looking around when something starting raining down on him, leaves. Nick had picked up a pile and threw them over Kurt's and his head. They were both laughing and playing, chasing each other around the school grounds, threatening to attack the other with leaves.

"I swear to Gaga Nick, if you ruin this jacket so help me…" Kurt said giggling running around like a five year old.

"Or what Kurt? What are you going to do to me?" Nick asked with a wicked grin and a handful of leaves.

"THIS!" Kurt yelled turning around suddenly tackling an unsuspecting Nick to the ground. They both rolled on the ground laughing so hard it hurt. Kurt was so happy, but all he could think of while playing around was how much he wished he were playing with Blaine.

It then skips to later that night, and Kurt was lying on his bed staring at the ceiling when he started humming a song. He closed his eyes and began singing, Blaine entering his head for the hundredth time that day.

"Touch-a, touch-a, touch me! I want to be dirty. Thrill me, chill me fulfill me, creature of the night. Oh Blaine! Touch-a, touch-a, touch me! I want to be dirty. Thrill me, chill me fulfill me, creature of the night!"

The word 'night' echoed through his mind as he jolted up, awake from his dream.

"Oh my Gaga, not again!" Kurt grunted falling back into his bed.

Why can't I stop thinking about him? He's my friend, and that's all he is. He's not into you Kurt. Gah! Find a guy who actually likes you instead of filling your head with thoughts of someone unattainable. He likes someone else, get over him. He's your friends, just a friend… JUST A FRIEND… Kurt thought to himself as he shut his eyes tightly. He's in love with Blaine, but Blaine is in love with someone else. He just had to come up with something before he ruins everything between him and Blaine, he doesn't want to lose him, but he's going crazy. Kurt opened his eyes and looked at his clock, three in the morning. He was wide awake and decided to get up and turn on the lights, and tried to study a little, wanting to occupy his mind with something other than Blaine friggin' Anderson.