"So…"

One thing he hadn't been prepared for was Quin Fabray, hair swirling in the light wind, leaning against a pillar in the corner of the darkened hallway, eyes and lips resplendent in the low sun of late afternoon.

"So," Blaine repeated uncertainly.

"That was," she paused, moving forwards, her eyes lighting on him as she paused, "comfy…"

He blushed, his hand instinctively reaching for the nape of his neck in an awkward gesture. Blaine tried to reply but only succeeded in making an odd grimace and grunt.

"How can you be sure that you're gay?" Quinn blurted out, squinting as she pushed out from the pillar into the sunlight.

The abruptness of her question startled him and he wasn't sure what to say. There was that stern, challenging expression etched across her face that made it seem unreadable as those burning eyes looked into his.

"I umm.." he stuttered embarrassed, slightly frustrated by her question. He had thought they had become better friends than this brash inquiry she presented him with.

"I suppose it just clicks," Blaine said vaguely. Even with her hair radiating in the sun, forming an essence of a halo around the base of her head, even with the casual flicker of her eyelids up and down with the beat of her breathing, he didn't want to talk to her about this. He felt quite insulted by Quinn's questioning, as if it was an assault on his personality when he had thought they'd grown closer these past few days.

"When?" Quinn taunted, lifting her eyebrows as he was turning away from her. She sensed his unease and anger but that didn't stop her. Nothing stopped Quinn Fabray.

"When you kiss someone. A boy. Then you know."

As he looked back this seemed the answer Quinn had been waiting for and she took another step forward, closer the gap he had taken by moving away. There was almost a pout toying at her lips.

"But I'm a really good kisser," Quinn stated, a puckered frown appearing in her forehead.

Blaine couldn't help but laugh at her comment, laugh at the obstinate gaze and mouth that seemed to defy him.

"And?" he questioned, all the anger from before throwing itself off in his laugh and disbelief.

"I'm a really good kisser," she repeated, the red flush of her cheeks outlining themselves like a silhouette in the light, "you can't have felt nothing with me."

Blaine didn't know if she was teasing or serious, from her face anything was possible.

For a second time words seem to disappear in his head and all he could notice was the faint rise and fall of her chest as her luminous gaze rooted itself upon him.

"Well-"

He wasn't sure how but Quinn Fabray was kissing him.

Tired of looking into his naive eyes she decided the only way to test the facts was by practical action, so convinced was she that he couldn't have felt nothing. Not with her, she thought smiling as she pressed her lips to his shocked mouth. Nothing spectacular, just a kiss to prove him wrong.

Quinn was drawing away, deciding she'd done enough to show him she was right, pulling her head to the side and about to laugh and flounce away victorious. But she didn't. One of his hands grabbed her forearm as Blaine instead locked her into a new kiss, this time all of his choosing.

It couldn't have been more different to her calculated peck. This was almost aggressive, a forceful surge of emotion that seemed to course between them. She could feel soft salt on his lips as he pressed them on hers, as she rubbed hers with his. She felt herself be backed into the pillar, into the darkened corner where the passionate ecstasy seemed to soar, uncontrollable between them.

Quinn had no idea what he was doing but she didn't want it to stop. Blaine was barely conscious of his actions until a distant sound penetrated the confused scramble of his brain. From the corner of his eye he saw the grinning faces of his idiot cousins, sidling by crooning with each other and throwing glances in their direction.

They broke apart.

It seemed in indeterminable silence which followed, as each was conscious only of their rapid breath, trying to calm the burning flushes of their cheeks as their eyes dropped to the floor, away from each other.

One of his cousins called out to them, and they followed through to dinner.

So it's a little shorter than the other chapters but I thought it would work better broken up.

Hope you enjoyed :)