Dear Readers,
Have I told you how much I love you? You're my motivation for actually writing a new chapter. I'm pretty proud of myself that I actually got this chapter up as soon as I did. I hope you like this chapter. It is longer than my previous one, as promised. I'm trying to get through the first year as quick as I can because I really want to get to things I have planned out for later years, but it's difficult. There is so much you need to know about them first. So, please be patient with me, I'm doing my best. Anyways, I should probably let you get on to reading this, seeing as that's hopefully why you're here in the first place. Not to read my random ramblings. Stay fabulous. Enjoy!
Hugs and Butterfly Kisses,
You'reAbsurd
(I again own nothing. Except the plot I suppose.)
Chapter 5: The Magic of Mistletoe
Kurt watched the snow swirl around the courtyard, covering the ground with white. Winter was Kurt's favorite season. The falling flakes landing gracefully on the frozen ground fascinated him. It was so beautiful. The dusted trees, the crystalized windows, the crisp air. It all took his breath away. He heard soft footsteps approach his seat by the common room windows. A hand touched his shoulder. He didn't have to look up to know who it was. Blaine remained silent, sitting down beside him without a word. Tomorrow they would all head home for the winter holidays, and Kurt was sad to go. Not that he wasn't happy to be seeing his dad – he missed him terribly – he just didn't enjoy being without Blaine, no matter how short a time. He and Blaine had gotten closer than ever since their "midnight chat". Blaine was his best friend. The best friend he'd ever had, in fact. The thought of leaving his other half tore him apart (no pun intended).
Kurt gave a small, glum sigh as he turned to said friend. He gave Blaine a halfhearted smile when he reached out and squeezed Kurt's hand reassuringly. Kurt wasn't sure what he needed to be reassured of, but he appreciated the gesture all the same. They sat in quiet for a little while longer, simply staring into the other's eyes. They knew each other well enough to not have to speak to say something. They said it with their eyes and expressions and body language. Though Blaine said nothing, Kurt could tell what he was thinking. Kurt's own emotions were mirrored in Blaine's eyes. Blaine clasped Kurt's hand in his own and pulled him up, away from the windows, towards the door.
"Come on," Blaine murmured. "It's our last Glee Club meeting before the holidays." They walked down the hall together, arm in arm, to glee practice. The room was buzzing with conversation. Everyone was excited to go home to their families. Mercedes saw Kurt come in, her face instantly lighting up with joy. She pushed past a complaining Rachel and went over to the pair of newcomers.
"Kurt!" she exclaimed, flinging her arms around him. She released him after a moment, when Kurt started to whine about not being able to breathe. She grinned at Blaine. "Hey there, hot stuff," she teased with a wink. Blaine's ears reddened. Just then, the meeting was called to order. All the members took their seats, waiting for the captains to begin speaking.
The lead female, Anastasia, beamed at them. "I just wanted to say that, this is truly turning out to be a great season. We've added even more stunning voices to our already superb group of singers." Her gaze swept across the room, lingering on each of the members' faces. "I'm highly anticipating to return from the holidays with new music, and a more competitive attitude. When we get back, we'll begin preparing for our battle with Durmstrang. They show no mercy, so we really have to step up our game." Her serious expression faded into a friendly smile. "But for now, let's just enjoy our time together before we all go our separate ways. Today, whoever wants to come up and sing a song is perfectly welcome to do so. And no," she answered some inquiring looks. "It doesn't have to be a song having to do with the holidays. Anything you like is fine." She smiled once more, and sat down.
Blaine stood up, striding confidently to the front of the room. "I would like to sing something," he announced. "A song about friendship. Kurt," he looked at the soprano meaningfully. "This is for you."
So no one told you life was gonna be this way
Your job's a joke, you're broke, your love life's D O A
It's like you're always stuck in second gear
When it hasn't been your day, your week
Your month or even your year but
I'll be there for you
(When the rain starts to pour)
I'll be there for you
(Like I've been there before)
I'll be there for you
('Cause you're there for me too)
Kurt's head fell into his hands. Blaine would pick the theme song from F.R.I.E.N.D.S. He was probably the cheesiest person Kurt had ever met. And that was one of the things Kurt loved most about him.
You're still in bed at ten and work began at eight
You've burned your breakfast so far things are going great
Your mother warned you there'd be days like these
But she didn't tell you when the world
Has brought you down to your knees that
I'll be there for you
(When the rain starts to pour)
I'll be there for you
(Like I've been there before)
I'll be there for you
('Cause you're there for me too)
Kurt laughed as Blaine circled around him, making wild hand gestures, and just plainly making a fool out of himself. The thing was, he didn't seem to care. He was comfortable enough with himself to not care what other people thought of him. That was something Kurt really admired him for.
No one could ever know me, no one could ever see me
Since you're the only one who knows what it's like to be me
Someone to face the day with, make it through all the rest with
Someone I'll always laugh with
Even at my worst, I'm best with you, yeah
It's like you're always stuck in second gear
When it hasn't been your day, your week
Your month, or even your year
I'll be there for you
(When the rain starts to pour)
I'll be there for you
(Like I've been there before)
I'll be there for you
('Cause you're there for me too)
I'll be there for you
(When the rain starts to pour)
I'll be there for you
(Like I've been there before)
I'll be there for you
('Cause you're there for me too)
The song drew to a close, and Kurt could feel his hands slapping together fiercely. He probably looked like some sort of deranged walrus. He stopped clapping, ducking his head. His cheeks burned in embarrassment. Blaine sat beside him, smiling down at him. He leaned closer to Kurt, to whisper in his ear.
"I meant every word of that, you know. I'll always be there for you when you need me. No matter what."
Clickety-clack, clickety-clack, clickety-clack. The Hogwarts Express rumbled beneath them, taking them back to their homes. It was going to be a long ride, and for that, Kurt was grateful. The more time he got to spend with Blaine, the better. They were huddled in their own compartment, the only two in it. Though there was plenty of room, they sat close together, hands linked. It was intimate, but not in a romantic way. They were just friends, and Kurt was happy with that status. For now, at least. He leaned his head against Blaine's shoulder, his eyes sliding closed. Blaine continued to talk, but Kurt wasn't paying attention to the words. He listened as his voice became a steady hum, slowly fading away as he drifted into unconsciousness..
"And you fell asleep, didn't you?" Blaine asked himself when a quiet snore escaped from Kurt's nose. Blaine extracted his hand from Kurt's, instead putting it around his back, hugging him close. He rested his head on Kurt's, breathing in his scent. He smelled like strawberries and vanilla. His eyes shut and his body relaxed, molding to fit the shape of Kurt's against his own. His breathing evened and slowed, and he too floated into a deep, peaceful slumber.
Kurt woke to find himself trapped beneath Blaine's arms. They were wrapped around his small frame like a force field. Protecting him from danger. He shifted uncomfortably, trying to wiggle his way free from Blaine's grasp. Startled, Blaine bolted upright, nearly knocking Kurt off the bench.
"Wha-" he spluttered, trying to collect his bearings. He swiveled around and saw Kurt sitting beside him, trying to dodge his sprawling limbs. "Oh, sorry, Kurt. You scared me."
Kurt disregarded the apology with the wave of his hand. Blaine settled back into the cushions of his seat. He spread his arms across the back of the bench, brushing Kurt's neck in the process. A shiver ran up Kurt's spine. He leaned back carefully, his neck touching Blaine's arm just slightly, as if asking for permission. Blaine seemed to sense Kurt's apprehension. A small smirk formed on his lips, and he curved his arms around Kurt's torso, pulling him close. Kurt let out a little yelp of surprise, but eventually relaxed into Blaine's embrace. It was sort of awkward. This was the closest they had ever been. Kurt peeked up at Blaine through his lashes, only to find Blaine staring right back at him. He lifted his gaze to Blaine's, looking at him just as intently. It was Blaine who finally broke the silence.
"This is weird, isn't it?"
Kurt laughed. "Yeah, just a bit."
"Yeah, I thought so," Blaine chuckled.
They carefully untangled their entwined limbs, keeping only their hands together. They were more comfortable with that.
"How long were we asleep?" Kurt asked.
Blaine checked his pocket watch. "Uh…a long time? I dunno, I don't remember when we crashed. But I do know that the train will be pulling into the station pretty soon." He sighed, tilting his head back so it lolled over the back of his seat. He rolled his head back towards Kurt. He gazed at Kurt for a long moment before finally rising with the squeeze of his hand. "I gotta go change out of my robes. You should probably change soon too." Kurt glanced down as his long, black robes in consideration. Blaine was right. It would look a bit odd to be wearing them once he was back in the Muggle world. He stood up slowly, stretching his sore muscles. He followed Blaine to the bathroom.
Blaine was already back in the compartment when Kurt finished changing. Kurt found him stuffing his robes into his backpack, not bothering to fold them. Kurt grinned. Typical Blaine. He looked up as Kurt approached, his face lighting up in a smile. "Hey," he muttered. Before he could say any more, the train's whistle wailed, signaling that they were near the station. The wheels slowed until the train jerked to a halt. Kurt and Blaine stood there uncertainly for a moment, unsure how to say goodbye. Their eyes met, and they dropped all their things in order to fold into a fierce hug. Kurt never wanted to let go. He felt the tears begin to well up in his eyes, but he forced them back. He would not cry. When they pulled apart, Kurt thought he caught a glimpse of Blaine rubbing his nose on his sleeve. His eyes were rimmed in red, but Kurt didn't mention it to him. He felt the same way. They nodded at each other and attempted to leave the compartment. At the same time. They ended up knocking shoulders and nearly getting stuck in the door frame. They both turned at the same time, towards each other, bumping their chests together.
"Oof," Kurt grunted. His eyes locked with Blaine's. Blaine's eyes flicked upward, and froze. Kurt followed his gaze. Oh. Well this is awkward. A red and green mistletoe hung stuck to the doorway above their heads. Kurt gulped. What was he supposed to do? He'd never been in this situation before and was completely lost. Blaine looked just as panicked. He bit his lip, as though trying to make a decision. Then, swiveling his head quickly from side to side…he kissed him.
Well, it was a just a peck on the cheek, but still. It was light and brief, but amazing all the same. His lips felt soft and warm against Kurt's skin. His skin prickled where Blaine's lips had touched it.
It was over as suddenly as it had begun. Blaine seemed to have realized what he'd done, and bolted off the train as fast as he could, wearing a "deer caught in the headlights" expression. Kurt was still trying to process what had just happened. Blaine had kissed him. He'd kissed him. Kurt's face dissolved into an ear splitting grin. He stepped off the train with a new bounce in his step.
His heart was singing a new song.
A song of love.
Before you ask, yes, I happen to be a huge FRIENDS fan. It would be my guilty pleasure if I weren't so proud of the fact. I feel like Kurt and Blaine would watch that show too. Cause they're cool like that. On a side note, I'd like you all to know that I haven't forgotten what I said about possible OC characters. They are still in consideration and/or development. I just can't seem to find a good moment to add any right now. But I'll keep you posted. Thank you all so much for reading. My face lights up every time I get a review, or favorite, or story alert notification. Not even joking. I get really excited. :D -My face when I get these notifications. I love you all.