Blaine was sitting on his bed playing on his guitar, ready for Halloween when his phone rang. He reached lazily for it. It was a text from…Kurt. Blaine smiled and opened the message.
"Hey I can't pick you up. 'Cedes will be there in 10. See you at the house :)"
"Okay, see you then :)"
He put his phone on his bedside table, put his guitar away, grabbed his bag, and headed downstairs. He clicked on the TV and waited a good 6 or 7 minutes until there was a knock on the door followed by a "white boy you ready in there" Blaine rushed to get it. Instead Mercedes opened it and hit a running Blaine on the cheek. Mercedes couldn't but, laugh at Blaine's face and then went to help him up and into the car.
"Hey, white boy I really am sorry about that" Mercedes asked after starting the car.
"It's fine Mercedes really" Blaine smiled and placed his hand with huge vamp-like nails on top of hers, covered in fake hair for her werewolf costume.
"Alright then, so do you…uh…"Mercedes trailed off.
"Yes?" Blaine urged.
"Like Kurt?" Mercedes blurted.
"Uh…Mercedes I d-"
"No, it's alright you don't have to talk about it with me"
"Umm…actually I was going to say I did…I mean of course I do well, really I love him. We're best friends and I don't want to screw things up. I don't want to break his heart either. He's fragile especially with what happened with you know who…and I know he's fragile so I want him to be ready you know? I mean I know everything about him…watch ask me anything" Blaine blurted without even knowing he had it in him.
"Okay, slow it down, hmmm…ahhh I'm going to do it in a series ha that'll stump ya lemme' think" Mercedes put a finger on her chin while driving towards Kurt's house.
Blaine hummed along to "Teenage Dream" on the radio remembering that fateful day he met Kurt. How amazing he looked when Blaine first saw him and how amazing he really was. He started thinking about how he and Kurt always talked about their futures. He had always secretly wanted it to be with Kurt. But, now he wondered if Kurt wanted that to and if…
"HEY!" Mercedes waved a hand in front of Blaine's face, "break up the eternal love fest."
"Oh…uh, got em?" Blaine asked.
"Yeah, favorite color, favorite book, aspirations, favorite vacation place, favorite movie, coffee order, middle name, favorite musical, oh and here's a tough one sleeping position just cause"
"Green, Pride and Prejudice, to be on Broadway, Paris, Tangled because it's based in the medieval times, tall nonfat mocha, Elizabeth, Wicked of course, in a little adorable ball curled up in the covers…ha ha and a ha"
Mercedes looked astounded, "wow, you really, do know him I guess"
Blaine just chuckled and sat up proudly. He grinned his smile with all its dapperness, and showed off his fangs with the tips covered in blood. Mercedes laughed at the sight causing her to show hers and Blaine howled causing her to laugh even more as they pulled into Kurt's driveway. They stumbled in holding one another up laughing. They surveyed the crowd.
There was Brittany as a unicorn, Santana as a ladybug, Puck as a cowboy, Finn as Brad Majors with Rachel as Janet Weiss-Majors from Rocky Horror, Quinn as an angel, Tina as a fairy, Mike as a police man, Artie as a clown, Sam as a gangster, even Lauren was there as a witch and was that…no it couldn't be KURT! in leather?
"Blaine!" Kurt came running from where he was talking to Artie and hugged Blaine causing him to stumble a little but, keep his balance.
"Hi Kurt" Blaine managed holding onto Kurt while regaining the air Kurt knocked out if him.
"'Cedes!" Kurt squealed and hugged the girl beside Blaine.
"Hi boo I'm going to leave you two alone, and go talk to Q" Mercedes elbowed Blaine in the ribs and hurried off.
"Well, hey there Dracula" Kurt giggled.
"That is Count Vlad to you, err…what 'tis your name?"
Kurt changed his voice to sound a little raspier and replied, "Barracuda."
Blaine couldn't help but, laugh.
"So first it's leather, your hair being messed up, and now Barracuda, huh I was thinking I would've been calling you Big Poppa"
Kurt blushed.
"That could work you know…wait you don't like my hair" Kurt's hands immediately flew to the top of his head.
Blaine grabbed his hands in his, "Kurt your hair looks…hot"
Kurt's face turned red, because was Blaine flirting with him?
"Come on guys there's a party over here" said a familiar, little voice, which belonged to no other than Rachel Berry. Kurt grabbed Blaine's hand and led him to the dance floor where, Adam Lambert's For Your Entertainment was playing, Kurt lost no time dancing, before Blaine came out of shock.
"Let's play, Spin the Bottle!" Rachel hollered from the living room. Since, everyone was a little drunk and Kurt and Finn's parents were out of town for a week everyone agreed to it. And since Artie insisted, they set up cameras everywhere pre-party to capture the night on tape and another just for this game. Rachel spun the bottle to see who would go first. It was Santana. Santana got Quinn. Quinn got Mike. Mike got Tina. Tina got Mercedes. Mercedes got Sam. Sam got Lauren. Lauren got Finn. Finn got Rachel. Rachel got Puck. Puck got Brittany. Brittany got Artie. Finally, Rachel had enough and told Blaine to spin the bottle. He spun and landed on…he looked around the circle at the astonished faces…Kurt.
He leaned over and looked at Kurt. Kurt looked back gazing at Blaine's lips. Kurt quickly closed the space between them gently. Their lips moved together as one. Blaine pulled away and then turned to Kurt and said "I vant to give you a hickey." The whole group howled with laughter and Blaine carried Kurt upstairs and shut the door.
Blaine woke up on top of Kurt on the couch still leather clad thank God but, was that a hickey on Kurt's neck. Kurt shifted and Blaine fell to the floor with a thump. Blaine rubbed his head and moaned. Kurt apparently woken up by the thump which probably sounded like a gunshot to them, grabbed for Blaine's hand to help him up. Blaine gladly took it as they both headed toward the bathroom.
"Kur-I mean Big Poppa what happened last night?" Blaine half smirked.
"Well Blaine as it appears we got drunk" Kurt responded not quite amused.
"Not shit Sherlock" Blaine retorted.
"Well, sorrryyy" Kurt mumbled.
They stumbled back to the room. They fell on the bed and asleep spooning each other.
Kurt woke up a few hours later and found Blaine looking at the latest copy of Teen Vogue on the bed.
"Hey what's this?" Kurt asked picking up three DVDs on the bed.
"I thought you would know" Blaine suggested.
"Well pop them in would you I still have a killer headache"
"Course and I know exactly how you feel"
The first DVD was a copy of the entire party. The second was of the spin the bottle game. Kurt and Blaine were blushing too much to say hardly anything. The third was of Blaine kicking open the door, kicking it shut, throwing Kurt on the couch pouncing on top of him, throwing out his fangs, them making out, Blaine giving Kurt a hickey. Kurt grabbed at his neck absently and Blaine's jaw dropped he was right earlier. Then the tape was of them sleeping fast-forwarded and then this morning until it showed them passing out cuddling. Both of the boys blushed.
"Kurt"
"Blaine"
They giggled at how they started talking at the same time.
"You go first" Kurt said.
"Okay, well yesterday with Mercedes really, helped me discover who I was, and umm she asked me if I knew a lot about you and if I liked and…"
"Blaine?"
"She asked me your favorite color, favorite book, aspirations, favorite vacation place, favorite movie, coffee order, middle name, favorite musical, and sleeping position"
"What did you say?"
"Green, Pride and Prejudice, to be on Broadway, Paris, Tangled because it's based in the medieval times, tall nonfat mocha, Elizabeth, Wicked of course, in a little adorable ball curled up in the covers"
"You completely know me but, I need another answer"
"What?"
"Do you like me?"
"No…I love you Kurt"
"Ohhh, Blaine"
Blaine leaned and kissed Kurt. Once, again lips forming perfect harmony. Blaine's arms snaked around Kurt's waist who was now straddling him. Kurt's fingers intertwined I Blaine's mess of curls. Kurt broke away.
"Blue, Harry Potter, to be a professional singer, Italy, Beauty and Beast because it makes you cry, medium drip, Derek, Hairspray don't deny it, on your stomach which is bad for your face"
"Huh, but you're still missing an ans-"
"I love you"
"That's better"
Kurt pressed his lips to Blaine's again pulling him forward by his shirt. Blaine broke away this time.
"Kurt, can I ask you something?"
"Yes, anything"
"Will you go out with me?"
"Of course, silly"
"Thanks, Barracuda" Blaine smirked.
"Anytime, Count Vlad" Kurt giggled.
"Or shall I say Big poppa"
"…"
"OW! I was just kidding please come back! I wanna kiss you!"
"Yeah, yeah, yeah, talk to the hand Fluffy Head"
And with that Blaine took off after Kurt.