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CHAPTER EIGHT
When morning arrived, Nick felt an unusual warmth and weight on his right side. Opening his eyes, he was met with a sea of blonde hair that fell just below his neck and a heavy arm that was resting over his waist.
Nick realised then that he was obviously not alone in bed. Oh god. It wasn't his bed. It was Jeff's. He tried to sit up a little, but when he did, the arm he had noticed a moment ago curled further around him and held him tight.
Jeff nuzzled his face into Nick's chest as he pulled the dark haired boy closer to him, holding the warmth that was radiating off his best friend. Nick knew it wasn't a good idea, but he couldn't help but swoon over the way Jeff was snuggling into his side. He decided that letting Jeff cuddle him a while longer wouldn't hurt anyone, so he wrapped his own arms around the taller boy.
The moment of contentment didn't last much longer when Jeff began to move, causing Nick to panic. What is he supposed to do? What if Jeff freaks out? Will he yell at him? Will they fight? Would they stay friends? Yeah, he was definitely being over-dramatic, but he couldn't help the panic rising in him. The last thing he wanted was for things to be awkward between him and his best friend.
Jeff had only moved further up the bed, so he was now resting on the pillow beside Nick's head, but his face was nuzzled amongst the boy's dark hair. He lifted his arm to place next to him on his pillow, but found that it connected with an odd shape; Nick's face.
Nick felt Jeff stiffen instantly and hoist himself up onto his arms. Here we go. Nick thought, knowing the awkwardness was coming. But there was only silence. Nothing. No sound apart from the breaths of two boys and two very fast heart beats.
Without really thinking things over, Nick moved his eyes in the direction of his best friend. He had expected to find his best friend looking down at him with regret, disgust or something along those lines. When his eyes finally fell upon the blonde, he was confused by what he saw. Jeff's expression was contorted, but not in a repulsed way, but in a way that looked as if he was fighting a battle in his head. He was still very close to Nick, all Nick had to do was lift himself up on his elbows and they would almost be touching. Jeff had one hand placed either side of Nick's head on the mattress.
"Nick…" Jeff's voice was barely a whisper and was laced with nerves so obvious, it would have been a miracle if they went unnoticed.
"Yeah Jeff?" Nick stared up at Jeff, eyes boring into his best friend's. The two of them stared for what felt like hours, both of them intently watching the other's eyes. Neither of them moved, neither of them spoke. They both just stared.
Nick's focus was so intense on Jeff's eyes that he hadn't noticed their change in position until Jeff was literally right in front of him. Nick's heart beat quickened when he noticed how close his best friend was. This wasn't right, was it? Jeff wasn't supposed to be leaning closer and closer to Nick, breaths ghosting over his face. Jeff's elbows bent slightly as he closed the gap further, not once did he take his eyes off Nick's.
It felt like time had slowed, Jeff's approach to close the gap was excruciatingly slow and Nick was convinced that he must have been dreaming because there was no way real life could move that slow. Was there?
Nick's thoughts were interrupted when he finally, finally felt soft, warmth on his lips that startled him out of thinking that this was a dream. You don't have any feeling in dreams, so this was real.
This is real. Omg this is real. Oh my freaking god, this is real!
Once Nick had recovered from his initial reaction, he took in the moment. The slight pressure he had felt on his lips had increased and Nick felt Jeff's lips begin to move against his own. In any situation Nick is ever faced with in life, he has the tendency to overanalyse everything, but now was not the time for that, now was his time to enjoy the feeling that Jeff was causing him.
He was hesitant at first, but Nick soon found the confidence to move his own lips in sync with Jeff's, sliding them together perfectly. There were no fireworks, no sparks, there was nothing that came straight from a clichéd romance. There was however, warmth that spread through Nick, reaching to tips of his fingers and the tips of his toes.
Nick acted on instinct and lifted both his hands up off the bed, placing one on Jeff's waist and the other behind his neck where he tugged on the blonde locks. Nick must have done something right because Jeff let out a soft moan and pressed his lips harder against Nick's.
If it weren't for the desperate need of oxygen, the boys never would have pulled part so soon, but when they did, they were both breathless and lost in the other's eyes. Again, neither of them spoke. It seemed that they didn't need to, their eyes spoke more words than they would have been capable of anyway.
When their staring became too much, Jeff leant forward and connected their lips once again, this time neither of them wasted any time before the moving their lips against the other's. Jeff's tongue grazed over Nick's lips, who gasped at the sudden pressure, allowing Jeff to push his tongue inside Nick's mouth. It was a weird feeling at first, particularly when neither boy was very experienced in this area, but they felt like it didn't matter.
After a few moments they both pulled apart and rested their foreheads together. By this stage, Jeff had fallen back onto the mattress beside Nick and they were facing each other. Their knees slotted together slightly while their noses touched. Nick left his hand resting between them on the pillow and Jeff held it in his own.
They were both lying on the bed, staring into each other's eyes, neither of them needing to say anything. They were content with just being for now, smiling at the other. They would talk later, but for now they would just enjoy what they had in this moment.
Sebastian and Kurt woke up the next morning, both slowly getting ready because they were so tired from their late night. It had been after midnight when Blaine had left and they fell asleep immediately after climbing into bed.
They worked around each other, moving like incorrectly paired magnets. They knew each other's' routine well enough now that it flowed easily through the morning and neither crossed the other's path; unless Sebastian decided to let his built up walls fall down, like this morning.
"Sebastian, what are you doing?" Kurt asked in a stern tone as if he was talking to a child that was acting suspiciously. Although, sometimes he felt that he was.
The boy in question gave a charming smile. "Nothin'…what are you doing?"
Kurt knew not to play into Sebastian's tricks, so he simply gave Sebastian an I'm-watching-you glare before he walked off into his wardrobe, dreading what child antic Sebastian had cooked up this time.
He had his answer only five minutes later when he exited his bedroom and was pelted with a seemingly endless supply of foam darts; Sebastian had unleashed none other than a Nerf war. If it had of been anyone else, Kurt would have been annoyed, but it was Sebastian, so Kurt retreated back to his wardrobe a dug out his own Nerf gun.
The next minute was like one of those intense scenes in Criminal Minds where the bad guy is hiding in the shadows while the BAU creep through the house, slow and cautious. In the Hummel-Smythe case, it was Sebastian lurking around the corners while Kurt moved in silence.
They came face to face when Kurt rounded the last corner into the lounge room and pointed their weapons, both smirking mischievously. This was an occurrence that both boys lived for; the two of them forgetting their age and just letting loose, having fun. Kurt loved seeing Sebastian this way, it was a refreshing change from his usual snarky yet introverted attitude. Sebastian loved it for a different reason; it was his chance to play the kid again, the kid that had someone to play with. He had only been able to enjoy this part of growing up for a little while, but then those times were hard to remember and he had lost his someone to play with.
It was for this reason that Kurt quite often let Sebastian win. It sounded childish and stupid to most people, well, not that they explained it, others only saw it from afar. It wasn't really something that they shared with just anyone; Kurt usually left it up to Sebastian to instigate these games anyway, given that it was an escape from his lost and destroyed childhood.
While standing completely still and straight, both boys facing each other, Kurt let off a single foam dart that hit Sebastian squarely in the chest. Kurt's stance didn't falter, but Sebastian glanced down to where the dart had hit and then back up at Kurt.
Kurt took Sebastian's slight distraction as an opening and launched into full fire, shooting darts all over the other boy's body. Sebastian retaliated and shot his remaining dart at Kurt, who thought that he had won this war by mistake; but he was wrong.
On Kurt's last round of darts, Sebastian pulled a full magazine out from behind his back and loaded it into the gun with perfected speed while Kurt took off down the corridor. It only took a few seconds before Sebastian caught up and emptied his gun on Kurt, who acted out the part of being shot. He fell to the floor in an overdramatic attempt as a stunt double then stilled his body on the carpet.
Sebastian held up his Nerf gun and blew a breath of air over the top, then pitching his voice high, he asked, "Is it dead?"
He paused, then in a deep tone answered his own question, "Terminated."
"You can such a dork." Kurt commented, tilting his head to the side and looking up at Sebastian.
He received a glare from the accused 'dork' before Sebastian shot back, "You're supposed to be dead."
They both just laughed off their antics of the morning and then resumed their normal routine – however, a little faster due to loss of time – then made their way to their morning classes.
"Hey Blaine." He turned around to see Kurt walking towards him. Blaine was currently on the stage in the theatre, strumming randomly on his guitar. He had just been practising the chords of his and Kurt's performance when the taller boy had walked in. "Hey Kurt."
Kurt in front of Blaine, crossing his legs to mirror the other boy. He nodded towards the guitar and questioned what Blaine had been doing. "Oh, I was just making sure I had the chords right for our performance."
"You had them pretty perfect last practise." Kurt commented, causing a small blush to develop on Blaine's cheeks. It was times like these where Blaine wished he could control his blushing.
"Thanks."
Kurt and Blaine had been spending a bit more time together since they started on the project, they would often grab a coffee after they had been practising or would decide to meet up early. Blaine loved this time he could spend with Kurt, and their coffee 'dates' were becoming more and more frequent.
Both boys had gotten to know each other really well over coffee or during their practise, they were even at the point where they were sharing personal stories about their lives in high school, although Kurt kept his a little to himself, which Blaine could tell, but he understood completely.
They both knew the dark things of their pasts because when it came to writing their song, they quite often accompanied their ideas with stories about bullies and school transfers.
Blaine was definitely not complaining about any of this, but he couldn't help but feel like he was stealing Kurt away from Sebastian and the last thing he wanted was to be the enemy.
"So, you any good at teaching?" Kurt asked after a moment of silence, slightly startling Blaine from his thoughts.
"Er, I don't know really," Blaine admitted. "I've never taught anyone anything."
Kurt grinned cheekily at Blaine who was taken aback by the playful look the taller boy was giving him – it had to be his imagination. "Do you think you'd be able to teach me how to play?"
"I could try." Blaine knew it probably wasn't a good idea, but what could a little guitar lesson do?
Kurt excitedly bounced over to sit beside Blaine – rather close if Blaine was noticing this kind of thing, which he wasn't. Definitely not.
When the two settled together on the edge of the stage, Blaine handed his guitar over to Kurt who held it in his hands awkwardly. Blaine moved Kurt's hands into the correct positions and then began to explain the different chords to Kurt.
"This one is E," Blaine informed the beginner, "Just place your fingers like this."
Blaine demonstrated the chord and gave the strings a soft strum, having to lean against Kurt to do so. When Kurt attempted to copy Blaine, his fingers fell onto the wrong strings, so Blaine picked them up gently and placed them on the right strings. It was admittedly hard teaching someone how to play the guitar when I soft spark shot through your skin when you touched them, so Blaine was having a little difficulty concentrating.
It took him a moment to realise that Kurt was looking at him with an odd expression, one he was sure would piss off Sebastian if he ever saw it – particularly given that there was an obvious blush that accompanied it.
Blaine quickly moved on and soon Kurt was playing a very short tune, but he was still very excited. "Blaine, you're an awesome teacher."
"Thanks."
They sat quietly for a few minutes for Kurt spoke up, somewhat shy. "So, er are you free tonight?"
This was the kind of thing Blaine had a love-hate relationship with. He loved that Kurt wanted to spend time with him, but he hated that the amount of time they spent together could possibly upset Sebastian.
"Oh, I...think so."
Kurt grinned. "Awesome, did you want to maybe come over? You and I could have a movie night."
Blaine really, really wanted to say yes outright, but he had to show that he wasn't going to do anything that could ruin what Kurt and Sebastian have. "Okay, but what about Sebastian?"
A strange expression crossed over Kurt's face, but it was gone so quick that Blaine thought he had imagined it. "What about him?"
Well, Blaine hadn't expected that kind of response. "Well, he'll be there, won't he?"
This time, the same strange expression crossed Kurt's features, but it lingered for longer and was still present when Kurt spoke. "No, he's going out. But I wanted it just to be us anyway. Sebastian was there last movie night."
"Oh, okay." Blaine picked up on the slightly annoyed tone that was filling Kurt's words and decided it was probably best to not mention Sebastian. "Yeah, I'd love to come over."
"Yay, and since it's just us, then we can have a Disney marathon." Kurt beamed.
"Wouldn't have it any other way." Blaine smiled back, still a little wary of the whole thing, but going along with it for Kurt's sake
So, things are staring to unravel in the next few chapters, so stay tuned for all the pieces to start developing and then piece themselves together :D
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