Gah! Sorry for the wait! I plan to update much more often during this coming week! (Hopefully I can stick to that plan...) I hope you like this chapter; I am fairly pleased with it myself! Disclaimer: I do not own any (Glee, Chris Colfer, Darren Criss, the music, etc) of this. Darn. :( = Face of Sadness. Oh wells. Enjoy!
"Oh I've been running all my life
I ran away, I ran away from good"
Breathe, Blaine! Breathe! His eyes were transfixed on the beautiful, pale face of the Angel up above him. He just could not believe the voice he was hearing…
"Yeah I've been waiting all my life
You're not a day you're not day too soon"
The Angel locked eyes with Blaine, sending a shiver down his spine. He could feel Ava nudge his side. "He's good, right?" she whispered.
"Incredible…" breathed Blaine. His wife smiled in return, but Blaine only had eyes for the man singing on the stage.
"Honey I will stitch you
Darling I will fit you in my heart
Honey I will meet you
Darling I will keep you in my heart"
The words tugged at Blaine's heartstrings, and he somehow found himself walking towards the edge of the stage. He stood there waiting…and…he didn't even know why. He was inexplicably drawn towards this Angel; every particle of his being wanted to be closer to him.
"His name is Kurt Hummel" said Ava, who had followed him towards the stage.
"That it is…"
Blaine whipped around, only to find that he was standing face to face with the Angel himself.
"You must be the bride and groom. Congratulations!" said Kurt, smiling at the couple.
"I'm Blaine…" he said, reaching out to shake Kurt's hand.
A fleeting look of amusement flashed over Kurt's perfect features before he replaced it with a mask of politeness.
Oh…wait…thought Blaine. *mental facepalm* Of course he knows my name…what kind of wedding singer would he be if he didn't? He probably thinks I'm a complete idiot…
The warm, smooth feeling of Kurt's hand slipping into his snapped Blaine out of his mental panic attack. Their handshake was short and firm, yet at every point of contact Blaine's skin tingled deliciously. He could feel every curve of Kurt's hand, and he had an irresistible urge to grab his hand again and never let go.
Blaine could feel a faint blush rising on his cheeks, and he hastily let go. Bizarre…"But seriously," he grinned at Kurt, "you are amazing!" Ava raised her eyebrows at her husband's…sporadic behavior.
"I try," joked Kurt in reply, flashing Blaine a beautiful smile. "No, but thank you. It is my pleasure to be here on your special day."
"We really appreciate it!" gushed Ava, taking Kurt's hands in thanks.
A hot flash of jealousy rushed through Blaine; he wanted to hold those hands. Wait, nope, he was jealous…of Kurt. He was jealous of… Kurt…because…Kurt was touching Ava's hands? Right. He, Blaine, was jealous because another man was holding his wife's hands. Right? Right.
As Ava and Kurt continued talking, Blaine took a moment to remember to breathe. He slowly took in his surroundings, letting his eyes drift from the dozens of frothy, white swathed tables to the heavily laden buffet on his left. Gradually, his attention drifted back to the conversation between his wife and Kurt.
"So you are originally from Ohio?" asked Ava.
"Yes, I grew up in Lima. I went to McKinley High."
"Oh! Blaine grew up near there, right honey?" Blaine wasn't really listening. The ballroom lighting made Kurt's hair take on an ethereal glow…and it was breathtaking. "Blaine went to Dalton Academy in Westerville…" Blaine had never seen a man with such soft looking hair. Of course Ava had soft hair, and she was his wife and all, but Blaine often found it too long and, well he hated to say this, but a teeny bit annoying in how she always had to brush it and tie it up in the back…
"Dalton…hmm…that name definitely sounds familiar. Ah, I remember! Our Glee club tied with the Warblers at Sectionals my junior year."
"You were in Glee club? No way! Blaine was too…he still reminisces about it all the time, don't you Blaine? Blaine?"
Blaine felt his fingers drift towards Kurt, wanting to see if his hair was really as soft as it looked. He faintly heard Ava calling his name…then he heard Kurt say something about Glee club. Wait, did he say Warblers?
"Wait, you knew the Warblers?" asked Blaine, his full attention back to their conversation, all thoughts about Kurt's hair pushed to the very back of his mind. (Momentarily, mind you.)
Kurt gave him another one of those smiles, causing Blaine's heart to stutter. Man, he could kill someone with that smile. "Yes, I was in New Directions at McKinley."
"No kidding! I definitely remember competing against you guys…" Blaine strained his memory, trying to figure out if they had ever crossed paths before. He furrowed his eyebrows in concentration, wishing that, by some miracle, he had an unconscious connection with Kurt. Because it definitely felt like he did. And he wanted to, shit, he needed to know what it was.
Kurt giggled, and Blaine's breath caught in his throat. Kurt was adorable! In a non-creepy, I-just-met-you-five-minutes-ago, completely platonic way.
"We had quite few divas in New Directions, myself included. We had so many crazy times in together. Thank goodness we've all grown out of that...mostly."
Blaine swore to Grilled Cheesus that Kurt just winked at him, causing his stomach to flutter. Blaine brushed it off (kind of not really...) attributing his jittery state to the fact that this WAS his wedding night. Trying to remain calm and…unaffected by Kurt's unabashed cuteness, Blaine smiled at Kurt. "It's awesome that you still sing and you've made a career of it. I wish I could say the same…"
"Yeah," laughed Ava, her eyes twinkling, "Now, Blaine only sings when he's drunk. Like REALLY drunk…It's hilarious."
Haha. Funny. Kurt eyed Blaine curiously. "Sorry, I don't plan on amusing everyone here tonight with my unforgettable singing abilities. I doubt the CEOs and all my parent's friends will be pleased with my drunken renditions of my favorite high school songs…" said Blaine, grinning sheepishly.
"Oh, I don't know about that. I'd love to see that some time." Kurt definitely winked at Blaine this time. He was sure of it.
…Gah. "Well…in that case…maybe I will humor you." Blaine replied cheekily. With that, Blaine left, with Ava's warm hand in his and an inescapable feeling that he had known Kurt his entire life, while Kurt returned to the stage to prepare to sing the couple's first dance song.
Some hours later, after the reception had officially 'ended', Blaine was enlightened to the fact that he was, in fact, drunk. Really drunk. Most of the guests left at the party, thank goodness, were his drunken friends, which made his own drunkenness a bit less embarrassing.
"Hey, Blaine. B-b-blaine. Blainey poo…c'mere. This is Kurt. Have you met Kurt? Come say hi! He sings too! Get this…he's a freakin professional! For singing!" Wes all but shouted to Blaine across the ballroom. Kurt smiled kindly as Wes threw an arm around his shoulder and grinned apologetically at Blaine as he made his way towards them.
"S'okay Wes. I met Kurt already. He wants me to sing for him. An'…and Kurt? Sorry 'bout Wes…he usually holds his liquor better. Waayyyyy better."
"Nonononono…" muttered Wes. "Wait, Blaine…my man. Did you know that Kurt is gay? No way right! Yeah, he was telling…he was tellin me 'bout his boyfriend because I asked if he wanted me to find him a girl to talk to…"
"You're gay?" asked Blaine, trying to regain his ability to speak normally.
"Yes…" replied Kurt slowly, trying to gauge Blaine's reaction.
Blaine was…relieved to hear that. Well, not relieved that Kurt had a boyfriend…because. Just because. Well he didn't know why, but he was glad Kurt was gay. It was weird. It just felt…right, in a way…as if the world had made the best decision for once. Blaine clapped his hand on Kurt's shoulder, but was again distracted by the light on Kurt's hair.
"You're hair is so pretty," said Blaine, grinning up at Kurt. "It looks really soft."
"Well thank you Blaine…" Kurt slowly removed Blaine's hand, which had been sort of caressing his shoulder, with a tiny smile, and took a step towards the door. "I actually have to go now…and unlike you lot, I am not completely trashed. Again, congratulations to you and Ava! You two make a lovely couple." Kurt began to weave his way between the tables and chairs.
"Wait! Nononono...I have to...no...David! Stop him!" Ooops. Bad thing to say. David heard Blaine's plea, and because he was the (albeit drunk) protective friend that he was, David all but tackled Kurt.
"I got 'im Blaine!"
Blaine hurried over to Kurt and help him off the floor, then grabbed Kurt's arm and pulled him towards the stage where Ava and her girlfriends were chatting wildly.
"Kurt, you can't leave yet, I need to sing!" to you…added Blaine mentally. He wasn't drunk enough to go that far, but in his heart he NEEDED to sing to Kurt. Just once.
Blaine climbed up on the stage wearing only his pants, shoes, and a vest, for he seemed to have lost most of his other clothes…well it really was hot in here. He grabbed a microphone and shushed the fifteen person crowd.
"Hello everyone…I am Blaine," said Blaine into the mic, waving at Kurt, who had drifted to stand next to Ava.
"HI BLAINE!" shouted Wes, jumping around manically. Blaine was pretty sure he heard a catcall from David's sister, and he was almost certain he heard Ava pointing at him and yelling "That's my man! And he's HOT!"
"This is for you!" muttered Blaine, gesturing in Ava's direction…which happened to be Kurt's direction as well, while his drunken mind searched for the perfect song.
"Before you met me
I was alright
But things were kinda heavy
You brought me to life
Now every February
You'll be my valentine, valentine"
Blaine looked over towards Ava and Kurt. Ava was dancing along and cheering him on.
"Let's go all the way tonight
No regrets, just love
We can dance until we die
You and I
We'll be young forever"
Again, Blaine looked up, meaning to lock eyes with Ava, but instead he found himself staring at Kurt. Wes and David started a little two part harmony to back up Blaine's solo.
"You make me
Feel like
I'm living a Teenage Dream"
Kurt stared back, a slight blush rising on his cheeks. Blaine, though drunk and not thinking clearly at all, was good. Very good. And a secret part of Blaine's mind (that he himself didn't know existed yet) even though this was supposed to be for Ava, couldn't help but realize that he was actually singing this song to Kurt.
"The way you turn me on
I can't sleep
Let's runaway
And don't ever look back
Don't ever look back"
Blaine spun on his heel, only to lock eyes with Kurt once again. It was as if a magnetic force was pulling their gazes together. Blaine continued to sing, and the line about the skintight jeans succeeded in causing Kurt to blush once more.
"Let you put your hands on me
In my skin-tight jeans
Be your teenage dream tonight…"
Blaine finished with multiple bows, thanking his adoring audience and blowing kisses into the crowd. As he climbed off the stage, Ava was instantly in his arms, peppering his cheeks with tiny kisses. "You are my teenage dream…" she giggled.
"As you are mine…" replied Blaine, gently squeezing Ava into a hug, as he watched, with lingering disappointment, as Kurt quietly slipped out of the open ballroom doors into the late night.
Tah dah! Please let me know how you liked the second chapter/the entire story/everything else! Thanks for reading! R&R
Songs: Day Too Soon by Sia w w w. y o u t u b e. c o m/watch?v=34i0yUomjbY and (you probs know this one but I will add it in case you don't) Teenage Dream by Katy Perry (Glee Cast Version) w w w. y o u t u b e. c o m/watch?v=E46BhMIRujI
[Sorry I haven't figured out how to put links in my stories...so remove the spaces from the youtube part]