Day 9 prompt: imprint. It's Twilight AU time!
Blaine pushed himself to run even faster, seeing the trees blur around him as his brand new wolf speed took over.
"This is so cool!" he yelled, feeling buoyant. Thanks to the Cullens, the pack knew that it took constant vampire presence for tribe members to start going wolf, but no one knew which teens would end up actually turning. Blaine's friends Wes, David, and Nick had turned months ago, and Blaine had been afraid that they were it and he wouldn't get to turn after all.
Not that being a human sucked, of course, but since his best friend/secret crush Kurt was a vampire, Blaine wanted superhuman strength and speed of his own. Sitting on the sidelines while Kurt's family played baseball got kind of boring after a while, especially since they just kind of looked like blurs when they ran.
Blaine slowed his pace as he approached the Hummel residence, afraid he might crash into it if he wasn't careful. To his delight, Kurt was lounging out on the back porch, book in hand and glass of blood on the side table.
Once Kurt came fully into focus, Blaine's world realigned. He stopped dead at the treeline that separated the Hummel yard from the forest, feeling as if suddenly a million little tethers were linking Kurt to him. Though Kurt had already been important to him, he shot up Blaine's internal priority ranking to number one. Hell, he became Blaine's only priority. Whatever Kurt wanted, Blaine would do.
"Blaine? You know I can see you, right?" Kurt called out, laughing. "Come out of the woods, Sasquatch."
Blaine complied immediately, still too stunned to speak. They met halfway between their original spots, Kurt getting a concerned look on his face as they got closer.
"You okay, B? You look a little...off. And you smell, oh my God," Kurt said, wrinkling his nose.
"'M a wolf now," Blaine muttered. Explanations took a back seat to wanting to stare at Kurt's features forever.
"Oh my God, that's amazing!" Kurt said, bouncing up on the balls of his feet. "You can finally join us for baseball now!"
"Whatever you want," Blaine said, putting as much fervor as he could behind those three words.
"That's it? I thought you'd be more excited," Kurt said, looking confused. "You've been hoping you'd turn for months now."
"Kurt. Do you know what imprinting is?" Blaine asked, realizing he was committing some serious conversational whiplash but too determined to care.
"Kind of?" Kurt said. "Isn't it, like, the wolf equivalent of love at first sight? Why do you - no. You didn't."
"I think I did. The elders tell us stories of what it feels like sometimes, and I know I've never felt this way around you before."
"And how is that?" Kurt asked, a little apprehensive.
"Before, I liked you. I was actually hoping to work up the courage to ask you out," Blaine admitted, feeling like he needed to be completely honest. "Now, I feel like you're all I see. I want to be near you and with you, but if you told me to go, I'd go, because your desires are more important than my own. It's like...like you're the earth and I'm the moon."
"Would you believe me if I told you I feel similarly?" Kurt said, fidgeting a bit. "You know that vamps don't imprint like wolves do, but we do get a sort of sixth sense about who we belong with. That first day in the woods, when you came across me feeding and didn't run away - I knew then. I just didn't want to scare you off."
"That was - Kurt, that was almost a year ago," Blaine said, flabbergasted.
"What's a year or two to a vampire? I have literally almost nothing but time," Kurt teased. "And my luck has never been good when it comes to crushes. I figured this time, I'd just wait it out."
Blaine's instincts took over then. He surged forward and kissed Kurt, noticing and loving the distinct temperature difference between their bodies. Quileute legend said that vampires were supposed to smell and feel icy, but Blaine just felt refreshed, like the coolness of Kurt's skin tempered the heat of his own.
"I'm so glad we didn't kiss until you became a wolf," Kurt said dazedly after they broke apart. "I probably would've broken your back if you were human with the way I was squeezing you."
"And the smell didn't turn you off?" Blaine teased, remembering one of Kurt's earlier remarks.
"It's growing on me. Like a fungus, maybe."
"That's it!" Blaine grabbed Kurt and threw him over his shoulder, exploiting his new wolf strength. "You're getting ducked in the river."
Kurt started shrieking and pounding on Blaine's back as he ran toward the river. "Blaine Anderson, you put me down! Don't you have to listen to me now that you've imprinted?!"
"Only if you really want me to do something, and right now, I don't think you do," Blaine said, smirking. "I think you like my newfound strength."
"Honey, you realize I won't have to hold back around you anymore?" Kurt said. "Just you wait until we get some real alone time."
Blaine couldn't hold in a truly embarrassing whimper. This imprinting thing might have been the best thing to happen to him in his seventeen years of life so far.
(That might became a definitely once that promised alone time actually occurred.)