A.N. Hi! Sorry about not updating yesterday, but you guys get two chapters today yay! Okay, so this one is Klaine going to another Rachel Berry party during the beginning of summer and this time Kurt gets drunk instead of Blaine. This is my first time writing someone as drunk so it's probably inaccurate and I just wrote it cause I didn't have any other bright ideas. It's rated T for some swearing, so yeah.
Rachel Berry Party II
"I can't believe we are going to another Rachel Berry party! After what happened last time, I'm not looking forward to going again." Kurt complained. Blaine had literally dragged his boyfriend to the car and was currently driving him to Rachel's house at nine o'clock on a Friday night.
"Come on Kurt, stop pouting." Kurt was indeed sticking out his bottom lip and had his arms crossed. Hearing this, he huffed but sucked his lip back in. "I promise it won't be like last time. After that fiasco, I'll probably never drink again." This, at least, got a chuckle out of the countertenor.
"Last I checked, you enjoyed said 'fiasco'." He pointed out. Blaine made a face that only made Kurt laugh more.
"I was drunk off my ass and I don't even remember it. What's driving me away from the alcohol is that the last time led to our first fight."
Kurt's gaze softened. "Oh." There was silence in the car except the low music in the background. Eventually, Blaine pulled into the Berry's driveway and before he could get out of the car, Kurt was already holding the door for him with a smirk on his face.
"Isn't is supposed to be the other way around? As in, the driver opens the door for the passenger?" He asked as he exited the vehicle. Kurt shrugged and slipped his arm through Blaine's.
"We were never ones to follow stereotypes. We tend to break them pretty frequently don't you think?"
"Mmhm." Blaine planted a kiss on Kurt's cheek and rang the doorbell. The pounding music blared from the basement so loudly that Kurt and Blaine could feel the vibrations in the ground. After about thirty seconds, a wasted Puck answered the door.
"Kuuuuurt! And Bla... Blaiiiii..." Puck collapsed on the porch and began to snore loudly. Klaine shared a look and lifted the unconscious football player into the house, closing the door behind them. They plopped him on the couch and made their way to the basement with plugs placed tightly in their ears.
The music got even louder as they descended the stairs, arm in arm. When they got there, it was a sight to see. Rachel was completely drunk and singing way off key while dancing like a zombie on the mini stage. Sam and Mercedes were making out in a corner, as were Brittany and Santana - in a different corner. Artie and Finn were having a sober conversation by the couch. Quinn and Joe were nowhere to be seen and Sugar was dancing to the music way off beat as Rory stared open-mouthed. Mike and Tina were passed out on the floor, one on top of the other. Kurt was surprised to see Matt and Lauren having a shot contest at the bar.
Blaine smiled and took a glass of some sort of alcoholic drink from the bar and handed it to Kurt who raised his eyebrows. "Blaine, I don't drink." He stated. Blaine nudged him with his shoulder softly.
"Aw, come on. You got to see me totally intoxicated, now I want to see you wasted." He was smiling and practically shoved the drink into Kurt's hands. Kurt shook his head determinedly.
"No way am I ever going to touch that stuff again."
Thirty minutes later...
Kurt was more than a little tipsy as he serenaded his one hundred percent sober boyfriend who was smiling smugly from the bar stool at which he sat. Finn and Artie watched in amusement as Kurt slurred his words and collapsed on the floor midway through the chorus of Teenage Dream.
Blaine chuckled and heaved Kurt into his arms to take upstairs where they would spend the night, like everyone else, to avoid drunk driving. He easily made his way to the guest room and gently set Kurt down on the bed. The boy was giggling uncontrollably and was very near hysterics.
"What's so funny?" Blaine asked, laughing along with him. What? Laughter is contagious you know.
"Secrets." Kurt giggled. Blaine raised an eyebrow. Kurt nodded.
"Like what?"
"Like how I lost my virginity to Brittany." He whispered in the tenor's ear. Blaine's eyes widened. "But don't tell my boyfriend, I'm planning on using that story (or is it a lie? I don't remember...) to prank the crap out of him!" He burst into more giggles as Blaine sighed in relief. A smirk worked its way across his face.
"Any other secrets?"
"Just that my NYADA letter said that I didn't get in because word got out that I called Carmen a bitch." He said through his laughter.
Blaine sucked in a breath. Could Kurt have gotten rejected from his dream school because of him? Blaine had bragged to the Warblers how supportive Kurt was of Rachel and what if they told other people and it somehow reached the people at NYADA? What if it was all his fault? Guilt coursed through him and his stomach churned with anxiety. Through all this thinking, Kurt had only taken a minor pause in his "confession" and just plowed on.
"But apparently Rachel told Finn who bitched about it on his blog. Did you know he had a blog? I didn't know he had a blog and I'm his brother." Blaine exhaled and kissed his boyfriend to make him shut up.
"Goodnight Kurt."
"Night Blaine."