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Blaine strolled into the kitchen as his grandmother was making dinner. He was still smiling from having spent the day with Kurt and his grandmother seemed to notice his happy mood.
"Good day?" she asked, chopping vegetables. Blaine nodded and hopped up to sit on the counter. He had been considering telling his grandmother about Kurt for a while. She knew this place better than anyone, surely she must have heard stories about unusual sightings or something. She also spoke of the small beach so fondly, as though she had spent a great deal of time there.
"I've made a new friend," said Blaine before he could stop himself.
"Oh, really? How lovely!" exclaimed his grandmother, scraping the carrots off the chopping board into a saucepan.
"Yeah, he's great," mused Blaine. "I met him on the beach, in this little cove off to the side." Blaine noticed his grandmother's chopping slow down slightly. "Do you know it?"
She stopped chopping all together and turned to look at Blaine, leaning on the counter.
"Do I know it?" she asked wistfully to herself. "Oh yes, yes I know it."
"I thought you probably did. You told me about spending time on that beach when you were my age."
"I used to go down to the cove all the time. That's where I met the friend I mentioned before," explained Blaine's grandmother with a sigh.
"Yes, I remember you saying," nodded Blaine. "That's where I met my friend a few days ago," grinned Blaine encouragingly.
"What is he like?" asked his grandmother, eyeing him with curiosity and something that was almost knowing.
"He's..." Blaine waved his hands about, searching for the right word. "Magical," he finally settled on. His grandmother opened her mouth to say something in return when Leo stumbled into the kitchen.
"Ooh, food!" he exclaimed, grabbing a chunk of raw carrot and munching on it. "When will dinner be ready?"
"It would be quicker if you helped," chastised their grandmother, hitting him fondly on the head with a spoon.
Blaine didn't get another chance to talk to his grandmother alone that evening so he went to bed with questions still buzzing in his head. Leo was talking animatedly about his day but Blaine was barely listening. He got the general gist that Leo had made a new friend.
"His name is Dave and he likes the beach too, maybe you two would get along! Anyway, his dad is like...a professional fisherman or something. But he generally tries to catch things for competitions and stuff. You should see the pictures of some of the things he's caught! They're so weird and some of them are like, this big!" Leo gestured with his hands, but Blaine wasn't paying attention, he was thinking about Kurt's beautiful blue eyes.
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The next morning Leo woke Blaine with a big grin, brandishing his guitar. Half an hour later the two of them were walking into the small town with their acoustic guitars slung over their backs.
"I was thinking we do some peaceful stuff to start off with, I mean it's still quite early. But then later I thought we could-" Leo explained his plan for the day and Blaine nodded along with enthusiasm, expertly tuning his guitar. As much as he loved spending time with Kurt down at the beach, he had forgotten how fun it was to hang out with his goofy brother. They were very similar in many aspects, although Blaine liked to think of himself as a little more dapper. At least, when he was at Dalton and back in his pristine uniform.
About an hour into their playing they had collected a bit of money. They were about to launch into a rendition of Raise Your Glass when a beefy looking boy sauntered over.
"Yo, Leo," nodded the boy.
"Dave! Hey! This is my brother Blaine," Leo gestured to Blaine and then to the beefy boy. "Blaine, this is Dave, the guy I met yesterday."
"Hello," said Blaine politely. Dave just nodded again and Blaine felt his skin crawl slightly.
"D'ya wanna come play ball?" Dave asked Leo, turning over a dirty football in his grubby hands.
"Sure! Uhm..." he turned to Blaine.
"I'll take this stuff home," offered Blaine, already packing his guitar away.
"You sure? I mean, I know I was the one who wanted to do this in the first place and two guitars will be tricky to carry..."
"It's fine," assured Blaine with a smile, glad his brother had made a friend. "I'm sure I'll manage."
"Thanks, bro! You're the best!" So Blaine found himself lugging two guitars home, wondering what to do with the rest of his day. He could go down to the beach, even if he had told Kurt that he wouldn't be there. It was still a beautiful place to be and he could take his sketch book with him.
When he got home he packed a bag with his sketch book, some pencils and then a spare change of clothes and some chocolate, just in case. He looked down at his guitar, he had promised to bring it the next time he visited, but he didn't want to haul it down to the cove just for the boy not to be there. There was always next time.
Once he got down the the small cove he wasn't surprised to see it empty, although his heart did sink slightly. He sighed and propped himself up on the rocks with his sketch book on his knees, drawing out the basic outline of the horizon. The waves slapping against the rocks and the side of the cliff were soothing as Blaine continued to sketch out the beautiful view. He leant in to add some delicate detail to a small sailing ship passing when a cold hand on his shoulder nearly made him jump out of his skin. He did, however, let out an undignified yelp and snapped his head up to see the amused face of Kurt.
"Kurt!" he yelped happily.
"Hello," he smiled, beauty radiating off him.
"Hi," sighed Blaine lamely.
"I thought you said you weren't coming today."
"Change of plans," grinned Blaine.
"I'm glad," said Kurt shyly, ducking his head.
"Me too," replied Blaine quietly. "I brought chocolate," he added with excitement.
"You did?" asked Kurt, looking up. Blaine nodded and pulled it from his bag. Kurt stared at the bright purple wrapped bar with suspicion as Blaine handed it to him. Kurt brought it up to his face and delicately sniffed it. "It doesn't look or smell very edible."
"You have to unwrap it first," explained Blaine with a chuckle, reaching over to tear a corner of the purple wrapper off.
"Oh..."
"Go on, try it," encouraged Blaine with a grin. Kurt brought it back up to his face and nibbled on the corner of chocolate showing. Blaine noticed with curiosity that Kurt's teeth seemed a lot sharper than regular human ones. He watched as Kurt's expression went from hesitant to contemplation to downright disgust.
"Eugh!" Kurt wrinkled his nose and stuck his tongue out. Blaine, aside from finding the boy's expression the most adorable thing he'd ever seen, thought this was hilarious.
"What?" demanded Kurt, "Don't laugh! This stuff is sickening! How can you eat something so sweet?" Blaine took the chocolate from Kurt and bit a huge chunk off and ate it with a wink. Kurt just made another "eugh" noise, shaking his head. Suddenly he grinned and laughed in triumph. "But now that I've tried some horrific human food, you have to try some mer food!"
Blaine didn't look too pleased at this. "You mean some icky seaweed, right?"
"Don't be so quick to judge," scolded Kurt playfully. "I'll be right back." He disappeared with a wink back under the sea.
Blaine waited patiently for Kurt to come back, trying to understand the fluttering feelings in his chest. Kurt was back a few minutes later, holding something green and something orange in his patterned hands. He pulled himself back onto the rock with a little difficulty as one of his hands was full of mer food.
"Okay," sighed Blaine. "Might as well get it over with." He held a hand out and Kurt placed the green stuff in it. It looked a bit like lettuce but it's edges were more wriggly. Blaine tentatively put it in his mouth and tried to pull off a chunk, which proved hard as it was extremely tough. Eventually he managed to tear off a ragged piece. He munched on it.
The texture was rather slimy and the taste was extremely salty. Blaine frowned with distaste.
"It's so salty!" he said, not wanting to swallow, but not wanting to keep it in his mouth any longer. He chewed rapidly and swallowed hastily, feeling thirsty.
"That's just the regular stuff," explained Kurt, ignoring Blaine's comment and facial expressions. "This is my favourite." He placed the orange stuff in Blaine's slightly unwilling hand. It was almost like orange grass, the slimy strands were tangled up in each other and Blaine pulled one out and, against his better judgement, put it in his mouth.
It was just as salty as the last piece, but it had a fruity twang to it that was almost pleasant. Almost.
"Still no?" said Kurt with disappointment. Blaine shook his head and Kurt sighed, taking the remaining orange grass and taking a delicate bite, his sharp teeth having no trouble with the rubbery-ness of it.
"Never mind, I'll just stick to chocolate," chuckled Blaine.
"It was interesting though, I've never tasted anything like that."
"Likewise." They stared at each other for a while, as though they were both trying to memorize the other's face.
"Will you come swimming with me?" asked Kurt after a while.
"Sure, I brought spare clothes with me this time."
"Good," grinned Kurt and fell gracefully into the water. Blaine quickly pulled his shoes, socks and jacket off before hopping down from the rock so he was ankle deep in the freezing water. He gasped at the shock. Kurt reappeared a few meters out and called for Blaine to hurry up.
"It's cold!" protested Blaine, wriggling his toes about. He saw Kurt shake his head in exasperation. Blaine took a deep breath and slowly inched deeper. By the time he got waist deep his jeans felt awkwardly bulky under the water, he kept in mind to wear more appropriate leg wear next time.
Kurt swam over to him with an ease and elegance that Blaine had never achieved in any aspect of his life.
"Come on," said Kurt, splashing Blaine.
"Hey! Let me just get used to the temp-" Blaine wasn't able to finish his sentence as Kurt had dived under the water, grabbed his legs and pulled. Blaine fell beneath the water and immediately surfaced, coughing and spluttering, to a laughing Kurt.
"That wasn't fair!" whined Blaine, pushing his soggy curls out of his eyes.
"Well, now you're used to the temperature," winked Kurt. "Come swimming properly now." He swam a bit further out backwards, so he was still facing Blaine. Blaine walked a few more paces until he was shoulder depth before taking his legs up off the floor and swimming forwards a bit before treading water.
Kurt swam rings around him, diving beneath the water and resurfacing.
"Show off!" called Blaine in one of the moments when Kurt was out of the water.
They splashed and played around for nearly an hour, laughing and squealing, before Blaine remembered the tide and they went back to shore. He was cutting it finely, he realised with worry as the waves were nearly licking at his bag and the archway in the rock was nearly knee deep.
"Will you come back?" asked Kurt, lying on his stomach on the rocks with his chin resting in his hands as he watched Blaine ruffle a towel through his curly hair. Kurt looked politely away as Blaine changed into his dry clothes.
"Of course I will," replied Blaine, wrapping his wet clothes in the towel and slinging his bag over his shoulder. Blaine looked to the archway and back at Kurt before biting his lip. He walked back over to where Kurt was lying on the rocks and stood so his face was a few centimetres from the mer boy's.
"I'll miss you," whispered Kurt, staring into Blaine's eyes.
"Me too," replied Blaine, just as quietly. Then he leaned forwards and pressed a light kiss to Kurt's cold cheek. He then walked backwards a few paces, to watch Kurt turn bright red with wide eyes and a beautiful smile on his pale face. Blaine thought he looked beautiful. "See you later," he said with a smile that barely contained his happiness. He turned and waded through the archway, throwing one last glance at Kurt before grinning widely and disappearing through the archway.
Ooh new character ;) Okay, so I'm thinking one or two more chapters of fluff between the two before I get into some angst. Does that sound alright? I just think it would be nice for them to have a bit of time to develop their relationship.
=) Tell me what you think?
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