Tristan was standing by his locker Monday morning, waiting for Kurt. A few minutes passed before he came over.
„Hey." Tristan said and leaned in to kiss Kurt's cheek.
„Hi." Kurt said and smiled. His smile seemed genuine, but his eyes seemed distant, like in his head he was far away.
„You okay?" Tristan asked and smiled. Kurt shook his head to focus, before nodding.
„Oh yeah." He said. „Why?"
„No reason, you just seem a bit distant." Kurt was about to say something as Blaine passed by. In those two seconds Tristan felt like Kurt didn't even notice that he was present. He knew that Kurt still liked Blaine, but something in his look confused him. It wasn't the usual look, the longing look, it was some sort of confused, doubting look. As Blaine discretely looked back at Kurt, he quickly looked down in the ground, almost like he was embarrassed.
„What's up with you two?" Tristan asked, trying to sound casual, though thousands of different thoughts, about how bad this thing could be to him, rushed through his head. After Kurt looked worried at him, like he was scared of answer, he regretted asking.
„Hm?" Kurt said quickly. „What are you talking about?" Tristan considered just dropping the thought, but he wanted to know, he needed to know.
„That look." He said and faked a chuckle to seem like he was okay with it. „Something must've happened."
„Nope. Just the normal, you know." Kurt said and looked down the hall where Blaine had just walked. „I… Have to go do something, sorry. See you in class." As Kurt ran off, Tristan looked worried after him.
„This can't be good." He mumbled to himself, before closing his locker and walking to class.
Blaine had just passed Kurt talking to Tristan, and he had never in his life felt so embarrassed. I'm never drinking again. He thought, trying to forget about the drunk-call.
„Blaine!" he heard someone yell. He turned around, to see Kurt walking up to him. He felt his cheeks getting hot, and hoped that Kurt wouldn't notice him blushing. „Can I talk to you for a second?" Blaine smiled faintly and nodded. Kurt grabbed him by his arm and pulled him towards the wall. „About that call…" Blaine chuckled nervously and got ready to start telling that speech he had prepared in case Kurt asked about this.
„You know, I was really drunk, I can barely remember what I sa-"
„Listen." Blaine quickly stopped talking, and looked at the wall, focusing on a white spot. Kurt opened his mouth and closed it again, as if he wasn't sure of what to say. „Do…" He smiled nervously and Blaine forced himself to look at him. Do what? He thought. „Do you… You said you wanted to be with me…"
„I was drunk, and I didn't know what I was saying, really." Blaine said smiled. „You can just forget about the whole thing." Kurt looked at Blaine, looking both confused and a bit disappointed.
„Oh." He said and chuckled nervously before running his hand through his hair. As he didn't say more, Blaine looked concerned at him and smiled weakly.
„Oh?" He said. „You've always talked much, and now the only thing you can say is-"
„So you didn't mean it, at all?" Kurt asked, interrupting Blaine.
„Why do you care?" Blaine said, and looked around the hallway which was getting empty. „I think class is about to st-"
„Blaine." Kurt said definite.
„Hm?"
„Do you still have feelings for me?" Blaine suddenly lost all feeling in his legs, it felt his stomach had curled up into a ball and he suddenly felt very aware of the situation. He looked at Kurt without answering, hoping that somehow he didn't have to. „That day… After the auditorium. You told me it was a mistake. The break-up." Blaine nodded slightly and wished that he didn't have to answer.
„Yes..." They stood a few seconds without saying anything, before Blaine spoke again. „To the first thing…" He said.
„Oh." Kurt said quietly. Blaine focused once again on the white spot for a bit, before looking at Kurt again.
„Do you still… You know, have feelings… For me?" They looked at each other, and for every second the tension in between them became stronger.
„I'm with Tristan now…" Kurt whispered, knowing that he couldn't use that as an answer.
„It doesn't matter." Blaine said. „Do you?" He mumbled and watched as Kurt had an inner fight about whether to answer truthfully or not. There had been silence for too long, and Blaine was about to say it didn't matter and go to class, as Kurt opened his mouth, closed it, smiled and nodded slightly. Fuck it Blaine thought and quickly leaned in to kiss Kurt softly. He wasn't even surprised that Kurt didn't protest. As Blaine slowly pulled back, he could feel Kurt slightly pushing his head forward to follow Blaine's, before stopping up. „Sorry." Blaine mumbled. Sorry, I'm not sorry. He thought and looked at Kurt. He was looking down in the ground, slightly blushing. „Kurt…?"
„I should go." Kurt said and looked up, at Blaine. They stared at each other for a few seconds, before Kurt crashed his lips against Blaine's. He felt Blaine smile as they kissed, and Kurt couldn't remember the last time he had felt like this, his heart beating faster than ever, feeling like he could fly away any second, his stomach feeling light, everything just feeling thrilling and perfect.
Blaine felt Kurt pushing him gently backwards, and as he hit the side of the locker, Kurt pulled back and looked at Blaine in confusion. „English. I have English class. With Tristan." He clenched his eyes and sighed as he mentioned Tristan. „English class." He mumbled as he opened his eyes and looked at Blaine, who failed miserably at trying not to smile.
„You kissed me." Blaine said happy as if he hadn't really understood it.
„Don't tell anyone, I need to talk to Tris- " Kurt started, but stopped as he realised that Blaine wasn't paying attention. He was just looking at Kurt, like he hadn't seen anything more beautiful his entire life. „English class." Kurt said to remind himself, before looking at Blaine and smiling at him. „Talk to you later, okay." Blaine nodded and removed a wild lock of his curly hair from his eye. Kurt took one last look at Blaine before turning around and walking around the corner of the hallway.