On the day of their date, Blaine picked Kurt up at precisely 8:03pm. Kurt answered the door with a wide smile that dropped as son as he saw Blaine. He stared at the teen in disbelief, unsure of how one person could look so breath-taking.
Kurt had no idea what was happening. If he had a pulse, he knew his heart would be pounding wildly against his chest. He could feel Blaine's stunning hazel eyes on him, and he felt nervous under the teens gaze. Since he'd been bitted, Kurt had never felt so...human.
"Ready to go?" Blaine asked nervous, a shy smile gracing his lips.
"Yeah," Kurt breathed, wiping his hands on his jeans and taking a tentative step outside. "Let's go."
Blaine lead Kurt to his car and opened the door on the passenger side for him, eliciting an unintentional smile from Kurt.
"So, where are we going?" Kurt asked curiously.
"I found a small, hole in the wall, French restaurant not too far from here...wait, you do like French food right? Because we can go somewhere else if no, I didn't mean to just assume that -"
"Blaine," Kurt laughed softly. "I'm sure I'll love it."
When they arrived at the restaurant, Kurt looked down and saw Blaine's hand flex where it was resting by his thigh, as if he was trying to reach out for something. Deciding to be bold, Kurt reached out and held Blaine's hand, smiling at the teen as they entered the small restaurant.
As soon as they entered the restaurant, a member of staff began yelling at them in French and Kurt desperately hoped Blaine couldn't understand them as they weren't being very polite.
"I'm sorry, I don't understand -"
"Blaine, let's just go." Kurt said, tugging Blaine out of the restaurant.
"Wait but - did you understand what they were saying?"
"Unfortunately, yes."
"Well, what did they say?" Blaine asked.
"Trust me, you don't want to know."
"Yes, I do."
"I don't care!" Blaine exclaimed. "Stop baby me - I'm the same age you."
Kurt sighed, leaning against the side of Blaine's car. "They basically said that we're disgusting and weird, and unnatural and they never want us to step foot in their restaurant ever again. That's the clean version of it."
Blaine copied Kurt's earlier and sighed as he leaned against the car. "Now what?"
"I don't know."
They stood in silence for a few minutes before Blaine turned to Kurt with a grin on his face.
"I have an idea."
"What?" Kurt asked, raising his eyebrow a little.
"Do you like ice cream?"
"I, um...I guess?"
"Come on." Blaine grinned, getting into his car excitedly.
Kurt shouldn't have been surprised when Blaine pulled up outside an ice cream parlour, but he couldn't help but laugh a little. The boys went inside and ordered a ridiculously large amount of ice cream.
"I've missed this..." Kurt murmured without realising as he shoved another spoonful of ice cream into his mouth.
"Ice cream?" Blaine asked confusedly.
"Yeah, I uh...I just haven't had it in a while." Kurt said, despite how much of an understatement 'a while' was.
They spent the rest of the evening talking and laughing, and Kurt was honestly surprised by how much fun he was having. Eventually, the ice cream parlour was closing and Blaine and Kurt decided that it was probably time for their date to come to an end.
Blaine drove Kurt home and walked him to his door, smiling shyly at him. "I had fun tonight."
"Me too." Kurt smiled.
"Can we...can we do this again sometime?"
"Definitely," Kurt replied, going against everything he'd ever known. "And I solemnly swear to buy a phone so that we don't just keep seeing each other by luck."
"Okay," Blaine said, smiling and blushing a little. "Can I um..." No, no, no, no, NO. "Can I kiss you?"
No, no, n- "Yeah..." WHAT!?
Blaine nervously reached up to cup Kurt's cheek and leaned up, gently brushing his lips against Kurt's. Reacting purely on vampire instinct, Kurt pulled Blaine closer and kissed him more passionately. Blaine wrapped his arms around Kurt's neck while Kurt wrapped his around the teen's waist, the two of them continuing to kiss in front of Kurt's door.
The two boys slowly pulled away from each other and rested their foreheads against one another, staring into each other's eyes. Kurt brought his hand up and gently brushed his fingers against Blaine's cheek, smiling softly. "You should get home," He said. "It's late."
"When can I see you again?" Blaine asked, a mixture of fear and hope glimmering in his eyes.
"Give me your number," Kurt blurted out. "I promise I'll text you or something as soon as I get a phone."
So Blaine did. He scribbled his number down on a piece of paper and handed it to Kurt before leaving - not without pressing a shy kiss to his cheek first. Kurt stood outside until Blaine was out of sight before making his way inside, leaning against the closed door and allowing himself to smile widely.
He had no idea how he'd gone from wanting to tear Blaine to pieces to feeling like he was floating on Cloud Nine just from going on a date from him, but he knew for a fact that he hadn't felt that happy in a really long time.
For the first time in forever, Kurt allowed himself to feel happiness.
And for the first time in forever, allowing a little bit of brightness into his life didn't make Kurt want to go out and feed on the first person he could find, it just made him want more brightness.