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Chapter four
Blaine awoke to Katy Perry, which, in any other circumstance, would have been a miracle, had it not been his phone ringing.
He groaned, snatching his phone up from his bedside table, frowning as he struggled to make out the name on the screen through his sleep-fogged eyes. K flashed across his iPhone screen and he managed a smile as he accepted the call, bringing the phone up to his ear as he collapsed back onto his pillows. Had it been anyone else, Blaine would have declined the call but he knew that it had to be an emergency if this particular person was calling, especially at an ungodly hour such as this.
"K, hi," he greeted, his voice hoarse with lack of use.
"It sucks," Kurt's words came through the speaker.
Blaine frowned, rubbing his eyes with the heel of his palm. "I'm sorry, what? That wasn't a very nice greeting; it's not like you woke me up or anything," he berated.
Kurt winced. "Sorry," he replied, "I'm just freaking out a little bit. And it sucked."
"K, tell me what the hell you're on about," Blaine instructed, trying to make sense of what he was saying.
"I'm sorry, I just met you yesterday, I know, but you did give me your number so really, you should have expected this but I am sorry all the same. Regardless, this is all your fault and therefore, an early morning phone call is the least of your problems right now!" Kurt rattled off, barely pausing for breath.
Blaine's face scrunched up in confusion. "K, calm down and tell me slowlywhat happened and why it's my fault."
"Well, I guess it is my fault because I did agree but still, if you hadn't –"
"K!" Blaine interrupted, "Tell me what happened!"
"Oh, right," Kurt said, "well, I might have had…fun, as you so eloquently put it, last night. And I feel awful."
Blaine sat bolt upright in bed. "I'm sorry, K, are you telling me what I think you are?"
Kurt winced. "Er, yeah, a little bit, I guess."
"K, tell me exactly what happened," Blaine insisted, eyes wide.
"Well, you know I told you about the guy who kissed me?" Kurt asked.
Blaine nodded before remembering that K couldn't see him, "Yeah, Karofsky, right?"
"Right," Kurt agreed, "he texted me last night and asked to hook up."
Blaine gasped. "K, tell me you didn't!"
Kurt paused. "I might have. Not like that, just some…fun, light fun, PG fun, not anything like I'm sure you're imagining."
"Tell me you're still a virgin," Blaine pleaded.
Kurt's jaw dropped. "Blaine Anderson, who do you think I am?"
"Well, seeing as I don't know your name, that's an interesting question," Blaine replied, smirking.
"Oh, shut up," Kurt told him, shortly.
"I never expected you to be a dirty little stop out," Blaine teased.
"I am not!" Kurt gasped. "But it really sucks."
"What sucks?" Blaine asked.
"Hooking up with someone who isn't your soul mate," Kurt replied.
Blaine considered this, before reasoning, "It's never sucked for me. But I want details, and also, how do you know he isn't your soul mate if you refuse to look at your palm, K?"
"You just know some things," Kurt said matter-of-factly, "And no, you are not getting details. You just met me; you do not get to know about my anatomy. Not in that way, anyway."
"And yet you called me to discuss it," Blaine stated, brow furrowing in confusion.
"Because you are the one that pushed me to do this," Kurt replied, indignantly. "I saw you all hooking up and happy and thought I'd try it. And it sucks. So thanks a lot for that ingenious idea."
"Hey, it works for me," Blaine protested.
"A tanning bed works but UV rays give you cancer. Hooking up worked but that doesn't mean it was a good idea," Kurt replied, bluntly.
"Because sex is so much like cancer," Blaine scoffed. "On that bombshell, I need coffee," he said, hooking over the side of the bed and climbing out, "Join me?"
Kurt paused. "Promise not to try and get me to look at my palm?"
"Promise," Blaine vowed.
Kurt didn't have to think twice. "See you in half an hour."
"So explain the logic behind hooking up with the guy who bullies you, K," Blaine requested, sitting down at the table in a seat opposite Kurt's, medium drip in hand.
Kurt dropped his head into his gloved hands, groaning. "Oh God, I don't know. I just…I didn't realise how lonely I was and it got to the point where even the worst offer in the world was at least an offer."
Blaine considered this. "Right," he said, "so he swaps punches for kisses and suddenly you're falling into his arms?"
"He never punched me," Kurt reasoned, taking a long sip of his non-fat mocha.
Blaine scoffed. "Sorry that I didn't quite describe the ways he terrorised you correctly."
"Forgiven," Kurt replied, smirking.
"Oh, phew," Blaine said with mock relief, winking at Kurt. "So, here's something I don't understand. Why did it suck so much?"
"Every time I kiss him, my palm feels like it's on fire," Kurt explained.
Blaine winced. "Yeah, you get used to that."
Kurt raised an eyebrow over the rim of his coffee cup. "So it happens to you, too?" He asked.
"Oh, yeah," Blaine nodded, "apparently it's pretty common if you kiss anyone other than your soul mate. It's pretty uncomfortable at first but now, I don't even feel it."
"I don't think I want to get used to it," Kurt told him. "Karofsky and I were a one off."
"I bet you go back," Blaine replied without missing a beat.
Kurt narrowed his eyes. "How much?" He teased, but Blaine took him completely seriously.
"Five bucks," he proposed.
Kurt shrugged. "Easiest five dollars I'll ever get," he reasoned, reaching out to shake Blaine's hand. "You've got a deal."
"Good," Blaine replied, "so, how was it? Except for sucking," he stifled a laugh at this.
Kurt's glare intensified. "How immature are you?" He berated.
"Very," Blaine grinned. "You'll get used to it."
"Do I want to?" Kurt asked.
"You don't have a choice," Blaine replied. "You're stuck with me."
"Oh, good," Kurt chuckled. "But, in answer to your question, it was really awkward. Karofsky seemed to enjoy it, but I just…it felt wrong."
"Because he isn't your soul mate," Blaine said in a sing-song voice.
"Says Mr Warbler-hook-up," Kurt replied, bluntly.
"Hey, at least I have the intention of meeting my soul mate one day," Blaine protested.
"Please don't mock my lifestyle choice," Kurt pleaded.
Blaine held up his hands in surrender. "I was just saying."
"Well, it's safe to say that Karofsky isn't my soul mate," Kurt said. Then he paused, debating whether or not to share the next bit of information, before eventually deciding that it couldn't do any harm. "But guess what?" He leant across the table closer to Blaine.
"What?" The other boy asked, subconsciously leaning in closer.
"I'm his," Kurt told him, biting his lip.
Blaine froze, his face locked in an expression of shock. After a few moments, he managed to compose himself. "I'm sorry, what?"
"I'm his soul mate. Which, of course, he has no idea of, because he only knows me as K. But he showed me his palm, and sure enough, I was there."
"Oh my God," Blaine gasped.
"I know."
"Oh my God," Blaine repeated.
"I know."
"Oh my God," He echoed.
"Blaine!" Kurt exclaimed. "Pull yourself together."
"Sorry…but, wow. How did you manage to land yourself as the soul mate of a Neanderthal?" Blaine asked, smirking.
"It's a gift," Kurt assured him, chuckling.
"A one-sided soul mate," Blaine winced, "yikes. I've never actually heard of one happening."
"Tell me about it," Kurt replied, "actually, don't. I've been thinking about it far too much."
Blaine paused, apparently lost in thought. "But hey," he said after a few minutes, "you got an orgasm."
Kurt closed his eyes, muttering darkly under his breath. Eventually, he replied, "In our hours apart, I almost forgot how eloquent you are."
Blaine smirked. "We need to hang out more, make sure you never forget," he responded.
"Well, doesn't that sound like fun," Kurt winked. "I can't wait."
TBC...
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