Dear Readers,
Though I absolutely LOVED the prom episode, I was a little disappointed with the fact that Klaine didn't slow dance until the very end. So, this was born. Just a fluffy little oneshot I wrote when I was bored. Enjoy!
Hugs and Butterfly Kisses,
You'reAbsurd
(I own nothing.)
I don't care what they say, I'm in love with you
The lights flashed hypnotically, blinding Kurt as he made his way to one of the many tables on the outskirts of the dance floor. He pushed through the mass of sweaty bodies, trying to ignore the throbbing headache forming in his head from the pounding of the music. He dropped into a seat next to Mercedes, giving her a bright smile before turning his attention to the dancers. Blaine's song was just ending, and he clapped along with everybody else, if only perhaps a little more enthusiastically. Santana took his place on stage, and the music slowed. The couples moved closer together while the people without dates hurried off the floor.
Closed off from love
I didn't need the pain
Once or twice was enough
And it was all in vain
Time starts to pass
Before you know it you're frozen
Kurt propped his elbow on the table and leaned his head into his hand. They didn't even realize how lucky they all were. To be able to dance with the person they loved without anyone saying anything. To hold them close without fear of ridicule. To kiss them and not worry about what other people thought. Kurt sighed. It was something he was sure he'd never have.
But something happened
For the very first time with you
My heart melts into the ground
Found something true
And everyone's looking round
Thinking I'm going crazy
His view was suddenly blocked by the sight of a dark suit standing before him. He looked up into piercing hazel eyes. Blaine held out his hand and graced Kurt with a smile, nodding to where the couples were dancing close together. An invitation. Kurt blinked. Slow dance? With Blaine? Here?
Did he want to be murdered?
Blaine rolled his eyes at Kurt's hesitant expression, pulling him out of his seat without waiting for a reply.
But I don't care what they say
I'm in love with you
They try to pull me away
But they don't know the truth
My heart's crippled by the vein
That I keep on closing
You cut me open and I
He dragged Kurt to the middle of the floor, weaving through the throng of people. He wrapped Kurt in his arms, pulling him close. He wound his arms around Kurt's waist and Kurt placed his hands on Blaine's shoulders. They stood there for a moment, swaying stiffly from side to side. Kurt was finding it hard to relax. He kept glancing around nervously to see if anyone was glaring at them or making rude gestures. Blaine moved one hand from Kurt's hips in order to cup his cheek. He held it there until Kurt's gaze finally met his.
"Don't worry about what they think. Tonight is about us. Don't let them ruin it," Blaine whispered, stroking Kurt's cheek comfortingly. Kurt nodded. He buried his face into Blaine's neck and the shorter boy rested his head against Kurt's. They turned slowly on the spot, not fully dancing.
Keep bleeding
Keep, keep bleeding love
I keep bleeding
I keep, keep bleeding love
Keep bleeding
Keep, keep bleeding love
You cut me open
Trying hard not to hear
But they talk so loud
Their piercing sounds fill my ears
Try to fill me with doubt
Yet I know that the goal
Is to keep me from falling
Kurt sighed in contentment, letting his eyes shut and feeling his body melt against Blaine's. It was like they were made specifically for each other. Their bodies seemed to mold together perfectly.
But nothing's greater than the rush that comes with your embrace
And in this world of loneliness
I see your face
Yet everyone around me
Thinks that I'm going crazy, maybe, maybe
Blaine was right. Who cares what they think? This night was about him and Blaine, nothing else. So let them think whatever they want. It wouldn't change them. It wouldn't change their love for each other.
I don't care what they say
I'm in love with you
They try to pull me away
But they don't know the truth
My heart's crippled by the vein
That I keep on closing
You cut me open and I
Kurt lifted his head from Blaine's shoulder. He felt his stomach flutter at the look of unmistakable love that glittered in Blaine's eyes. A tear rolled down his cheek and he made no move to wipe it away. He tightened his grip around Blaine's neck. He pressed his lips against Blaine's and felt the pressure returned. The kiss was slow and wet due to Kurt's tears. He could taste the salt of them on Blaine's lips. It was the sweetest thing he'd ever tasted.
Keep bleeding
Keep, keep bleeding love
I keep bleeding
I keep, keep bleeding love
Keep bleeding
Keep, keep bleeding love
You cut me open and I
Keep bleeding
Keep, keep bleeding love
They smiled against each other's lips.
They knew they would be alright, as long as they were together.
I didn't do Jar of Hearts because, I didn't think it was right for them. Bleeding Love seemed more fitting. R&R?