So this is a teaser for what might one day be "Between the lines 3x02 - I am unicorn" if I ever get this far. It is a scene where Blaine comforts Kurt after his ''failed'' attempt of playing Romeo. I think he killed it and he would have totally killed it if he weren't interrupted by mean laughter. And sorry as much as I love Rachel and Lea there just wasn't the right chemistry between them. Maybe with Brittany. Oh what a hilarious idea. xD
Still, it isn't betaed but I guess that's okay as I might change it round to fit the context when I begin with the rest. Also, there is a good reason for posting it now: I lost nearly all my fanfics because of my own stupidity and so I'm giving a big shout out to my dad who saved me by finding a trick to bring them back! Nerdfigherts for ever!
I hope you enjoy it. I love feedback ;)
Blaine had stood at the other side of the stage, hidden by the curtain.
His eyes had been fixed on his sweet boyfriend playing the jaunty role of Romeo with sparkling eyes. The lines of passion and love went straight to his heart and he found himself mouthing along to Juliet's lines when he had heard a suppressed chuckle from the directors.
He pulled his eyes from Kurt and saw Artie, Coach Beiste and Miss Pillsbury trying not to laugh in the back of the auditorium.
His brows furrowed and he shifted his gaze back to his boyfriend. Kurt seemed to have heard and seen them. His became unfocused glancing up to them nervously and just stumbling over his lines. Rachel, too seemed to be affected by their rude audience but with her it seemed to be rather concern for Kurt's reaction than anything else.
A very loud chuckle did it for Kurt. He jumped up and ran off the stage into the dark. The pain and humiliation in his eyes ached in Blaine's chest.
Rachel was calling after him but he didn't turn, while their audience had gone silent. Rachel wanted to stand up to go after him, but Blaine beat her to it.
He shoot the directors a very angry look and was satisfied to spot guilt on their faces and mumbled a ''Let me handle that'' directed at Rachel while rushing after Kurt.
The backstage area was dark and he didn't spot his love immediately though he could hear him. Silent sobs where coming from the very back of the area, where an old couch, a prop from some previous show, was stored.
Kurt sat there. Head in his arms on the armrest, his Romeo costume still on, though his Blaine saw the head lying in a corner, crumpled, like someone had thrown it violently.
His boyfriend looked so miserable that he felt like crying as well, but breaking down sobbing about how stupid these three people were and how bad and unjust the world in general wouldn't make any of them feel better.
He approached him slowly, kneeling down in front of him and lying his hands on his knees. Kurt's breathing hitched but with all the sobbing it just made him hiccup badly.
"Go… way." He managed not even looking at Blaine but tightening his arms, as if he wanted to hide his face and eyes even better.
"Baby? Look at me. Please." Blaine pleaded stroking his legs soothingly. He couldn't help but notice how thin the… yeah those were tights… felt under his hands and how lean and strong Kurt's thighs were. Focus Blaine he scolded himself.
"Please Blaine. Just… just go. This was like the most embarrassing moment of my entire existence and that says a lot. They laughed…" He whined and buried his head deeper in his arms, if that was even possible.
Blaine understood. He knew how insecure Kurt was about the way he looked and even if he believed Blaine that Blaine thought he was beautiful, the world didn't see that. Even those close enough to accept Kurt did only see the feminine side of him.
Blaine on the other hand knew that there was more to him. He loved this fierce, courageous, brave boy. To him he was the most beautiful man in the world and those tights were just sexy.
He admired Kurt for his high range and acting ability and he knew that Kurt could shine and would shine giving the chance, the right role and patience.
The junior just couldn't believe that Kurt didn't see himself that way. Confidence was the most important thing on stage and he knew that Kurt had all it took to be brilliant. He just didn't know how to show him.
His mind wondered, still stroking his boyfriend's thighs, while his sobs got quieter and his breathing more even. He seemed to relax under Blaine's comforting touch but that was not enough. His mind went back to the just witnessed humiliation and cringed. Kurt was an awesome Romeo. He was all Blaine imagined Romeo to be. Young, innocent, sweet and dreamy. Passion combined with an old soul in a boyish body. And Kurt's voice. It could be soft and soothing or strong and demanding. He knew he'd recognize Kurt's voice everywhere just by one spoken word.
And there it was. The solution to this drama.
Blaine cleared his throat and tried to summon his thoughts to remember all he wanted to say. He pushed Kurt's thighs apart and sat down between them, his hands lying on Kurt's knees.
Kurt seemed to notice the shift in Blaine's action and let out a soft and questioning ''Blaine?"
Perfect Blaine thought as he started the first line.
''My ears have not yet drunk a hundred words
Of that tongue's utterance, yet I know the sound:
Art thou not Romeo and a Montague?''
Kurt had finally raised his head, staring down at Blaine with parted lips.
"Blaine? What are you doing?"
It wasn't the right line but Blaine was determined to continue until Kurt joined in.
"How camest thou hither, tell me, and wherefore?
The orchard walls are high and hard to climb,
And the place death, considering who thou art,
If any of my kinsmen find thee here."
He looked at Kurt with terror in his eyes as if he really feared for his life and a small smile appeared on Kurt's face.
"With love's light wings did I o'er-perch these walls;
For stony limits cannot hold love out,
And what love can do that dares love attempt;
Therefore thy kinsmen are no let to me."
Kurt had finally straightened his back and his hands had dropped down and covered Blaine's.
"If they do see thee, they will murder thee." Blaine replied. Kurt's hand lifted to his face and cupped his cheek.
"Alack, there lies more peril in thine eye
Than twenty of their swords: look thou but sweet,
And I am proof against their enmity."
Blaine closed his eyes as Kurt attempted to caress his eyebrows and eyelids and sighed happily.
"I would not for the world they saw thee here." He murmured and nuzzled into Kurt's hand.
"I have night's cloak to hide me from their sight;"
Kurt laced his other hand with Blaine's and pressed a light kiss to his knuckles.
"And but thou love me, let them find me here:
My life were better ended by their hate,
Than death prorogued, wanting of thy love."
Blaine looked at their linked hands before speaking the next line, shuddering under Kurt's intense gaze.
"By whose direction found'st thou out this place?"
Kurt took Blaine's other hand and pulled him up to sit onto one of his knees, not letting go of his hands.
"By love, who first did prompt me to inquire;
He lent me counsel and I lent him eyes."
One of Kurt's left hand left Blaine's and he brushed his thumb lightly over Blaine's quivering lips.
Blaine really couldn't believe what Kurt did to him like this. He was so into his role that he really made Blaine feel like a thirteen year old girl in anticipation of being kissed by her first love.
"I am no pilot; yet, wert thou as far
As that vast shore wash'd with the farthest sea,"
Kurt hand had found its way to the back of Blaine's neck and was pulling him in slowly, so that the last words were murmured so close to his mouth that he could feel Kurt's breath on his lips.
"I would adventure for such merchandise."
Kurt's mouth met his. It was chaste and loving, just a touch of lips to lips and it made Blaine's skin tingle. It was only a moment before he pulled away, nuzzling his cheek against Kurt's.
"Thou know'st the mask of night is on my face,
Else would a maiden blush bepaint my cheek
For that which thou hast heard me speak to-night"
Blaine pulled back and looked down at their tangled hands in his lap.
"Fain would I dwell on form, fain, fain deny
What I have spoke: but farewell compliment!"
He made an uncertain gesture with his free hand before placing it on Kurt's chest and staring directly into his eyes.
"Dost thou love me?"
Kurt opened his mouth as if he wanted to reply but Blaine continued with his lines.
"I know thou wilt say 'Ay,'
And I will take thy word: yet if thou swear'st,
Thou mayst prove false; at lovers' perjuries
Then say, Jove laughs."
Blaine untangled their hands and reached out to cup Kurt's face with both his hands, stroking his face with his thumbs.
" O gentle Romeo,
If thou dost love, pronounce it faithfully:
Or if thou think'st I am too quickly won,
I'll frown and be perverse an say thee nay,
So thou wilt woo;"
He gave his boyfriend a stern look though he didn't stop caressing his face, while leaning further in at his next words.
"but else, not for the world.
In truth, fair Montague, I am too fond,
And therefore thou mayst think my 'havior light:
But trust me, gentleman, I'll prove more true
Than those that have more cunning to be strange."
Kurt made a move to kiss him again at that but Blaine put his index finger on his lips to stop him and continued.
"I should have been more strange, I must confess,
But that thou overheard'st, ere I was ware,
My true love's passion: therefore pardon me,
And not impute this yielding to light love,
Which the dark night hath so discovered."
Kurt stared into Blaine's eyes, his next words a mere whisper.
"Love, by yonder blessed moon I swear
That tips with silver all these fruit-tree tops—"
Blaine noticed with delight that Kurt had changed the words from lady to love as he replied. Maybe it wasn't suitable for the lesson but Blaine liked the idea of saying these words to him.
"O, swear not by the moon, the inconstant moon,
That monthly changes in her circled orb,
Lest that thy love prove likewise variable."
Blaine had put his hands up in a defensive gesture while Kurt smiled at him and laced their fingers again.
"What shall I swear by?"
Blaine gave him a sweet smile, playing with Kurt's fingers.
"Do not swear at all;
Or, if thou wilt, swear by thy gracious self,
Which is the god of my idolatry,
And I'll believe thee."
Kurt pulled him in close, pressing a soft kiss against his throat, before leaning back and pressing their tangled hands against his heart.
"If my heart's dear love—"
But Blaine stopped him with wide eyes.
"Well, do not swear:"
He stopped. Closing his eyes before getting up and taking a step away from Kurt. You could see in his eyes that he let him go reluctantly but he did.
Blaine took a moment staring into the dark before making a half turn and looking at Kurt again.
"although I joy in thee,
I have no joy of this contract to-night:
It is too rash, too unadvised, too sudden;
Too like the lightning, which doth cease to be
Ere one can say 'It lightens."
He took a deep breath, leaning down to press another kiss to Kurt's lips, running his fingers through Kurt's hair.
"' Sweet, good night!
This bud of love, by summer's ripening breath,
May prove a beauteous flower when next we meet.
Good night, good night! as sweet repose and rest
Come to thy heart as that within my breast!"
He pressed another kiss to Kurt's mouth at every good night before he turned to leave.
Kurt got up behind him reaching out to him.
"O, wilt thou leave me so unsatisfied?"
He sounded pleading and as Blaine turned he really wanted to give Kurt a confused look but he just had to smirk as he spoke and a faint blush crept up his cheeks.
"What satisfaction canst thou have to-night?"
Kurt approached him and got down on one knee, holding one of his hands in both of his. It was cheesy but the intensity in Kurt's eyes made the moment unbelievably sincere.
"The exchange of thy love's faithful vow for mine."
Blaine grinned widely, putting his bands on Kurt's shoulders and diving into a deep kiss after replying.
"I gave thee mine before thou didst request it:
And yet I would it were to give again."
Kurt pulled back after a short moment chuckling and pulling Blaine back to sit on his knee again.
"Wouldst thou withdraw it? for what purpose, love?"
He brushed his thumb over Blaine's cheek as Blaine smiled sassily.
"But to be frank, and give it thee again.
And yet I wish but for the thing I have:
My bounty is as boundless as the sea,
My love as deep; the more I give to thee,
The more I have, for both are infinite."
Kurt pulled him into another deep kiss but this one was different than their previous kisses. Blaine noticed the change immediately. Kurt lips were pressing harder, he could feel his heart beating faster and as Kurt's tongue pressed against his lips he melted against his boyfriend opening his lips and letting Kurt in.
Their tongues played around each other until they had to break apart for air and Blaine slung his arms around Kurt's shoulders, while Kurt nuzzled against his neck, moaning a quiet Blaine and from there on he was sure that they were done acting.
Blaine stood up and guided Kurt back to the couch, sitting him down. Kurt was immediately in his arms again and Blaine smiled into the kiss. The sadness was gone and that was what Blaine had wanted.
"So you believe me now?" Blaine asked still smiling between small kisses.
"Believe you what?" Kurt seemed to be too focused on the spot just below Blaine's ear. But this was important so he pulled away. No matter how nice this felt.
"Believe me how brilliant you are. How brilliant you were on stage."
Kurt closed his eyes, his lips a tight line.
"Blaine, stop it. I was terrible. This just isn't for me and I have to accept that."
"No Kurt. Listen to me." Blaine held him on arm's length and shook him slightly until he opened his eyes.
"You are Romeo. You totally killed it. On stage and especially five minutes ago." Kurt shook his head but Blaine held his chin so that he had to look into his eyes.
"Kurt. You are everything I imagine Romeo to be. You represent the joy of young love, the innocence and beauty of it better than Mr Leonardo Di Caprio himself! I've seen the fire in your eyes and heard the silk in your voice. I know that there is passion in confidence in you. You just showed me that. If I was Juliet I would have married you that very night and told the rest of the world to leave me alone because, hell! I wouldn't need anything than this guy. And I don't only say that cause I am your boyfriend and I love you but because it's the truth."
Kurt looked at him disbelieving.
"But they laughed… Seriously Blaine. My friends and teachers. Not someone. And they laughed."
Blaine cringed. "Kurt? To be honest? I think the costume was a bad choice." Kurt looked at him incredulously.
"Blaine. That's what people wore at this time."
Blaine shrugged and made small circles on the back of Kurt's hand.
"Have you seen the Zeffirelli movie? Sure you have. Looking at the guys in those tights I always felt either the urge to salivate" Kurt blushed at that. "Or to laugh! I mean don't get me wrong. I really love you in tight trousers of any kind but I just guess you would have been a lot more… appreciated in jeans and a shirt. People sometimes don't take the time to take a closer look but I was just put under a spell by your performance. You killed it. You nailed it. You are Romeo."
Blaine's gaze was very serious and for a moment it seemed like Kurt didn't know what to say.
Then he shrugged and gave him a wobbly smile.
"I guess I have to think about… all of that." He said making a vague hand gesture.
"But thank you. You're right. I am good. I didn't pick that audition song for no reason after all." He winked at Blaine and smiled. Blaine sighed in relief. There was the man he loved.
Suddenly Kurt stood up, offering his hand to Blaine.
"Come on. I really need a good movie now. Preferably something funny but I guess we'll be watching Romeo+Juliet, mouthing the lines towards each other, as cheesy as it is and end up making out by act three and crying by the ending."
His eyes became smaller and he looked up as if he was thoroughly planning this and Blaine had to grin at how bold his boyfriend could be.
"I don't have a problem with any of that, love." And after a moment of torn inside battle he added. "As long as you keep the tights on."
Kurt blushed furiously and smacked Blaine's arm playfully, laughing you wish! as they made their way outside the now empty auditorium together.