AN- Here's Showmance. I see I've been getting a lot of hits and that's totally awesome guys, but I'd love more feedback! Pwease? -puppy dog eyes-
Blaine loves his friends. Really, he does. He loves game nights with Puck and Finn and music chats with Mike and Matt. He doesn't really like Karofsky but they're teammates so he has to pretend to like him.
But, he doesn't love the things they do.
Like, the dumpster tosses. He doesn't toss and he notices Finn doesn't either. But neither of them ever say anything or do anything to stop the guys from engaging in them.
Like today, Puck has his arm around Kurt Hummel and they're all standing in front of the dumpster and he is totally gonna throw Kurt in. But he waits until Mr. Schuester walks by.
"Wait!" Kurt calls as they all move forward and Blaine's surprised when they stop. Suddenly, Kurt is throwing his bag in Blaine's general direction and he catches it without thinking.
"One day, you will all work for me," Kurt predicts with such certainty that Blaine totally believes him. And he laughs. Because it's funny. He stops quickly though, when Karofsky glares at him.
Puck and Karofsky high-five once Kurt is in the dumpster and they lead the crowd toward the school. Blaine hesitates before he gently hangs the bag on a tree branch.
It looks expensive, okay? He just, he doesn't want to owe Kurt a bag or something.
Kurt hates disco.
Honestly, Mr. Shuester's plan for them to sing 'Le Freak' at the pep assembly- that is just cruel and unusual torture.
"It's the song," Kurt assures them all as they start complaining, "It's really gay."
And he would know. Because even though he hasn't come out yet, well, he knows. He enjoys looking at shirtless boys far too much for him not to be. He just, he doesn't want to deal with the jocks being worse than they already are.
As they're leaving (and still complaining) Kurt notices Blaine is waiting outside the door. He bumps fists with Finn as the taller boy walks out and they continue down the hallway together. Kurt follows because his locker is down this same way.
"So, how's glee going?" Blaine wonders.
Finn snorts. "Awesome. We're performing at the pep assembly this Friday."
"Really?" And Blaine sounds really amused. "That sounds like fun."
"It's disco."
"Oh. Yeah…we're probably going to kick your ass for that."
"'We're'?" Finn asks with a grin.
"Finn, there are so many things I don't indulge. Dumpster tosses, locker slams. But, disco-beating? Gotta stand behind that."
They both laugh. Kurt finally reaches his locker.
Blaine doesn't like celibacy club.
He only joined because his mother practically forced him to and he only continues to go because his friends are in it. For the first half-hour, the boys are all alone in one classroom and the talk always, always, ends up being about girls.
Today, it's how hot they look in their cheer-leading uniforms.
"One time," Puck says with a grin, "I swear I saw Santana's ovaries."
Does he even know what those are?
Finn talks about Quinn and how far he doesn't get and Blaine is kind of focused on the clock because he just wants to go home.
"How about you, Anderson?"
Blaine blinks and looks over at Puck. "What?"
"You never talk about, like, any girl. Don't tell me you're a virgin, dude."
Blaine doesn't know what to say. He flounders for a second before Finn saves him.
"Dude, I see Santana at your locker all the time."
Blaine latches onto that. "Yeah, she, uh, she needs help with…Spanish."
"Santana Lopez needs help with Spanish? Sure. You're totally banging her," one of the guys says.
"No," Puck says now, his head shaking. "You've never even like, gone out on a date with her. I would know as I've been casually screwing her since freshmen year. In fact…you've never been on a date. Have you?"
"I totally have! Last summer, I met a girl when we vacationed in Italy," and the guys snicker because, oh yeah, Blaine's rich. "We totally did it."
Puck is totally judging him and Blaine panics because what if he doesn't believe him and they demand to know why he hasn't gone out with a girl and-
"Nice man."
Blaine breathes a sigh of relief as they bump fists.
So this balloon thing- it's really dumb.
He got partnered with Santana for reasons he doesn't want to know (but Puck totally shot him a sly wink earlier) and she keeps giving him these eyes and moving forward.
He grabs her shoulders and pushes her back.
"You, uh, you don't want to pop the balloon."
Santana practically purrs her sentence. "You maybe want to pop something else?"
He almost trips over his feet as he moves a couple inches back- enough distance away from her without the balloon falling to the ground.
"You okay, Blaine? You look really green."
"Cafeteria food," Blaine mumbles. "Not one of my better choices."
And Santana moves closer again. "So, you doing anything tonight?"
He's saved from answering when Finn's balloon pops.
Kurt's a little nervous.
It's their first performance in front of the entire school and while they've picked a more modern song, what makes them think the school will like it or like them and what if he misses a mark or forgets his lines?
"You okay, Kurt? You look a little….green."
Kurt jumps and looks over his shoulder at Finn. "Fine. Nervous beyond anything but fine."
Finn grins (and Kurt's heart flutters a little). "You'll be fine dude. Don't worry."
Kurt doesn't.
Blaine sits with Puck and Karofsky. He's actually kind of excited to see the club perform. Finn is one of his best friends and he totally has to do the whole supportive pal thing.
Santana is sitting with Quinn and Brittany. She glances over at him and winks.
"What is with Santana? Did you like, let her smell my sweat sock or something? She hasn't stopped hounding me all afternoon," Blaine whispers to Puck.
Puck chuckles. "I just mentioned your little Italian conquest. Nothing turns Santana on more than chasing after a guy who's unavailable."
"But…I'm not."
"She doesn't need to know that."
Their conversation stops as the lights dim and Figgins introduces New Directions. And the music that plays over the loudspeakers isn't disco, so Blaine leans forward, curious.
They start singing. And it's that Push It song from forever ago and they're actually not bad and holy shit. Blaine's eyes widen as he notices Kurt Hummel.
He's standing behind Finn and pointing at one of the girls. At one point, he's leaning back a little, eyes closed as his hands run down his stomach. Blaine blinks. Kurt ducks behind Finn and almost crouches down as he sways side-to-side and Blaine can only see him because he's got his neck craned and he's determined to look.
Because, well, Kurt is like…really small compared to Finn and he's just trying to see all the performers, that's all.
Then he's grinding against one of the girls and Blaine kind of shifts in his seat. No reason…just trying to get more comfortable.
Oh, hey. Finn starts singing and Blaine grins a little because his friend actually has a really nice voice. And it's less distracting with Finn up where, trying to be sexy but failing when Kurt wasn't…
Oh.
Oh my.
Did…he did. Kurt just totally slapped Finn's ass.
And now he's kind of…wiggling his…area and then he's crawling across the stage and this needs to be over. Now. Like right now.
Blaine breathes a sigh of relief when the music ends and hopes no one notices that he can't exactly stand up right away.
Fuck. This is not good. He needs a girlfriend.
Now.
Blaine stands with Puck, Quinn and Santana as they wait for Finn to leave the gym. Quinn looks pissed and Puck looks like he's happy that Quinn pissed and Santana is checking her make-up.
"So, you wanted to know what I was doing tonight?" Blaine asks.
Santana's only clue that she's listening is the arch of her eyebrow.
"Well, I'm not. If you want to get dinner. Or something."
Santana closes her compact mirror with a snap and smirks at him. "Breadsticks and I get to order the most expensive thing on the menu."
"Er, okay?"
And Santana steps closer and Blaine forces down his flight instinct.
"And you get the most expensive desert," she whispers, her finger trailing down his chest.
Blaine forces a grin. "Can't wait."
Finn leaves with the rest of the glee club and Blaine make the mistake of looking up. He catches Kurt's eye and everything from the assembly comes flying back at him. He swallows.
And maybe there's something in his eyes because Kurt sort of flushes. Until his eyes wander down and he frowns.
Blaine follows his eyes and realizes that at some point, Santana had slipped her hand into his. He looks back at Kurt and only sees his back as he walks down the hallway.
"Tonight," Santana whispers into his ear, and her voice is full of promise.
Blaine tries not to feel sick.
AN- Oh, Blaine. You know you loved that Push It performance.