A.N. Hey! Long time no see, eh? I told you guys I wouldn't be updating as fast.. wait, I did tell you guys that right? I'm pretty sure I did... :S anyway, this one is rated T for a swear word or too and implied sexual themed joke. So basically, Kurt accidentally sighed up for an outdoor education class which is a course that teaches kids survival techniques, goes on tons of field trips, camping, lives in igloos for two days, etc. As you guys can guess, Kurt is not a happy camper :P It just so happens that Blaine is also in this class. So this drabble just kind of got away from me and went all over the place, but I think it's cute :D Also, not ONE person voted on my poll, so I just named the last chapter myself by voting myself XP It's now called One Hundred Percent In Love. Thanks to all you guys still reading this! Enjoy! :D
Disclaimer - I no own Glee!
Outdoor Ed
"I can not BELIEVE I took this class!" Kurt whined, hefting the canoe over his head with great effort. Blaine laughed from behind him and carried his end of the canoe.
"Neither can I." he said as they waited for the rest of their classmates to lift their canoes. Kurt huffed.
"I wanted to click on the History, but I must've accidentally clicked Outdoor Education. Stupid Ms. Pilsbury said she couldn't transfer me to a different class until she reaches me on the waiting list. Did you see all those names? Those people in student services mess up EVERYTHING! God, it's going to take me forever to get out of this class."
"Oh, come on Kurt, it's not that bad." Blaine tried, smiling through his teasing. All who knew Kurt knew that he hated being outdoors for long periods of time, and the outdoors didn't like him being there either. Despite the fact that he was actually pretty strong (he cared about his image - obviously - so why was it such a surprise to everyone that he worked hout?), Kurt hated this class with all his mighty passion.
Blaine, however, didn't mind "roughing it", as no one at Dalton would ever put it. At the private school, their students had a reputation to uphold, therefore, the boys had not had a class such as Outdoor Ed and Blaine was curious and had always wanted to go camping. It was just a bonus that his boyfriend was also accidentally in his class/ Despite the whining and complaining, (though if you tell Kurt that, he'll slice you in half with his bitch glare alone), Kurt was rather good at most of the things, (Um, hello? His dad is Burt Hummel for Goodness sake!) and Blaine enjoyed having him there.
At present, Kurt was glaring at his boyfriend as best he could while rotating his neck ninety degrees: Blaine had all but become immune to his glares, but sometimes the intensity shook him to his core, and that was usually the time when he would realize that there was something deeply bothering Kurt and comfort him; this? Was not one of those times.
"Not that bad? Blaine, I've ruined more outfits this month than the slushies had all year." He said, turning to face the front oas their class started walking *cough* trekking *cough* through the forest to get to a nearby water source big enough to canoe in.
"You've already got one of the highest scores in the class. That'll look good on your NYADA application."
Kurt snorted. "I doubt they'd look at my mark for phys-ed outside."
"But it'll bring your entire average up, which IS something they'll look at."
"Whatever, I'm transferring out anyway so marks don't really matter." Kurt stated, trudging through the much in his somewhat-fashionable-but-covered-in-stuff hiking boots. THey walked for a bit more in silence, trailing behind their class (and the teacher didn't even notice, in fact, he seemed to be whispering in harsh tones for the other students to hurry it up and possible leave Kurt and blaine behind in the woods, not that the couple cared, they SO trumped everyone else in navigation techniques) beneath the trees and foliage that covered the midday sun. Eventually, Blaine broke the silence.
"At least there's a really good view." Kurt turned to stare at Blaine incredulously.
"All I see are trees and bugs."
"You aren't standing behind a man with a fantastic ass."
Kurt spluttered and stopped in his tracks. Blaine almost ran into him.. Kurt turned to face him, his arms twisted around and aching. His cheeks were flushed and his eyes were wide.
"Blaine!"He whisper-screeched, their classmates getting farther and farther away. Sam and Puck were lagging behind the group ahead, hoping to wait up for their friends, but they were nowhere near in earshot. "You can't just say stuff like that in public! The jocks will beat the crap out of you!"
"They can't hear us, in fact, I think they're trying to abandon us in the woods." Kurt whipped around so fast that he almost got whiplash - almost. He cursed under his breath. Before he could go on another tangent about homophobes, Blaine intercepted it. "But don't worry, Puck and Sam will wait up for us." He tried to reassure. He tried to wave at their friends (who were respectfully looking away and giving them their privacy) in order to emphasize his point, but he only managed to accidentally tip the canoe over and knock them both to the ground with simultaneous "Oof!" s.
Kurt cried out in pain when Blaine tried to move the canoe and realized that the small boat had landed on Kurt's hand. Blaine gasped and quickly shoved the canoe away and carefully took his boyfriend's hand in his. They boy was biting his lip super hard in order not to scream or whimper. There was just so much pain! It stung like hell and if he tried to move any of his fingers then the burning he only just noticed was there intensified by a hundred - no exaggeration. He fought back the tears that threatened to fall as his boyfriend inspected the hand that probably had every single one of its bones shattered.
"Oh my God, Kurt! I am SOSOSOSOSOSOSOSOSOSOSOSOSOSO SOSOSOSOSOSO SO sorry! How much does it hurt? Do you need to go to the hospital? Do you want me to call the others? Do you-?"
"Blaine!" He only meant to make the curly haired boy cease his questions, but it came out as a pained scream/beg. Blaine immediately flitted about, searching for something to do to make the pain go away. Finally he settled on placing his arms beneath the boy's knees and back and lifted him from the ground.
"What about the canoe?" Kurt asked through gritted teeth. Blaine knew something was terribly wrong when the first thing his boyfriend said wasn't a plea to be put down coupled with threat of bodily harm.
"I'll come back for it." Blaine replied. Kurt just nodded in response, clutching his wrist tightly in a vain attempt to make his hand numb. Blaine's heart clenched in worry as he took in his soulmate. That was when he figured out exactly how much pain Kurt was in. His outfit was layered with dirt from the fall; and he hadn't said a word about it.
Blaine picked up his pave. He couldn't run for fear of dropping the boy in his arms, and that just wasn't an option. He navigated them all the way to the lake where everyone else was already in their canoes and halfway across it - except for Puck and Sam. They stood on the shore waiting when they saw Blaine's distress and Kurt's dirty outfit, they immediately rushed over.
"What happened?" Sam demanded to know as Blaine made to set his boyfriend on the ground, when Puck took everyone by surprise by taking Kurt straight from Blaine and said, "Go!".
Blaine nodded and ran back into the woods to get the canoe, as they couldn't all fit in the one that they had, soon followed by Sam at a sprinting pace. Puck kneeled on the ground and cradled the boy he used to bully to his chest. He totally sucked at the whole, "comforting" thing. At least he remained calm in situations like this, that had to count for something right?
"You're gonna be okay." He stated, and internally winced at how insincere it sounded. Noah Puckerman didn't wince. He tried again. "It's not fatal." Yeah, way to state the obvious. Kurt glared at him, and all the pain he was feeling seemed to be put into said glare. Puck reeled back from the sheer force of it, but kept his hold tight. "Right, okay, umm... do you want me to sing to you?" Kurt sent him another glare, this one less fierce but clearly said, "I'm not a baby." Puck sighed. He felt like he should help in some way, so he settled on rocking back and forth. Kurt didn't seem opposed to this, so they stayed that way until Blaine and Sam returned, carrying the canoe above their heads.
"We'll lay him down in one of the canoes and one of us will row him back to school where we will drive him to the hospital." Puck announced.
"I'll take him." Blaine stated in a way that said, "there will be no arguments." Sam and Puck nodded and Kurt was placed in a small boat (aka canoe). The two football players got in their own canoe and began to row away, sending worried looks back. Blaine and Kurt were pushing off into the water when Puck came a realization. He blinked.
"Hey, I never got told what happened." he twisted his torso to shout at the couple when he felt a hand on his shoulder. He turned back around.
"Blaine told me on the way back." Sam said. Puck nodded for him to go on. The blonde pursed his lips. "Blaine let go of the canoe with one hand and the equilibrium went totally out of whack and it landed on Kurt's hand."
"I don't know what equalimagig means, but ouch." he grimaced.
"Yeah, I think every bone in his hand just kind of... broke."
Puck let out an involuntary shudder. "That sucks balls." Pause. "No pun intended." The two shared a half-hearted and awkward laugh.
Meanwhile, Blaine was rowing as fast as he could, but he was exhausting himself quickly. His arms ached, but he pressed on, determined to make Kurt's pain go away. He panted heavily and Kurt was staring at the clouds in the sky with a slightly pained expression.
All of a sudden, the canoe rocked violently and Kurt whimpered as Blaine lost control of his balance. "Kurt, are you alright?" He received a nod in response. "What was that?" He asked himself more than his boyfriend. He looked from side to side, searching for what might possibly tip them.
They lurched again, flipping over completely.
Blaine spluttered as his face broke the surface. He pushed the hair out of his eyes and looked frantically for Kurt.
"Kurt?!" No answer. Blaine took a deep breath and plunged beneath the murky water. He forced his eyes open and immediately spotted his boyfriend treading water beneath the upside down canoe. He quickly joined him. "Kurt? Are you okay?" Are you hurt?" Kurt simply shook his head, gripping the handle on the canoe with his good hand so tightly that his fingers were white. His other hand was being held above the water and his whole face was clenched in concentration.
Blaine gently took the countertenor's shoulders. "Kurt. Are. You. In. Pain?" There was a second of hesitation, but then he nodded. Blaine enveloped him in a warm and gently hug that lasted for several seconds. When he pulled away, his face was about an inch from Kurt's; his expression heartbreaking.
In the next moment, they were kissing, slowly but surely. Their mouths stayed closed, but it was enough to distract Kurt from the unbelievable pain. It was soft and romantic and oh so perfect, and then it was over. They blinked and squinted as sunlight invaded their eyes.
Sam and Puck were staring down at them and the couple blushed. Puck was smirking. "Hot damn." Kurt huffed and (not without help) climbed back into the boat with Blaine.
"Something tipped us over." The former lead soloist of the Warblers explained. "We never found out what."
"It was probably just some extra large fish bumping into you or something." Sam offered.
"Yeah, like a Trouty Mouth." Puck joked. Three of the four boys laughed, but Sam's frown turned up at the corners.
And so, they rowed back to school and then got Kurt fixed up at the hospital. And they all lived happily ever after... until more drama hit. I mean come on, it's GLEE Club. There's always going to be drama.
A.N. Yeah, I don't know what knocked them over either, I just wanted a romantic kiss under the canoe in the water :P That was my plot bunny for this fic but it took on a life of it's own. Also, just a heads up. I tend to obsess over different fandoms at a time, so right now I'm in the Avengers fandom, which means I'll probably write less Glee fics and more Avengers ones (Go Pepperony and Clintasha!) but I won't post any of them because I've only ever seen the Avengers and I haven't seen the individuals movies so I don't wanna get the history wrong :S but yeah, don't worry, my multi-chapter fics should go on weekly as planned :D See y'all later!