A/N: Like I promised here is the other requested AnderBerry!Sibling Klaine prompt that I had said I was going to post for all of you.
The prompt being: Rachel having a crazy party. Blaine invites Nick and Jeff. They all play Truth or Dare. Hilarious shenanigans are ensued Pre Klaine. AnderBerry.
Which was originally requested by marilynmarin on Tumblr. But when I went to go tell her that her prompt had been filled her page wasn't showing up. So I just really hope she got it or I really hope she gets it when I post it on here. If any of you are familiar with her can you maybe give me a way I can contact her, so she can at least get the prompt she requested. If you do, it would be great if you shoot me a private message!
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Christmas being a time where the Warblers do their Christmas program with their sister school they were unable to go home. Christmas time was a very important time in both of the private academies.
When it comes time for New Years though, the Warblers and the other students of Dalton are able to go home.
That was where Blaine Berry-Anderson was headed with two of his friends Jeff and Nick. Jeff and Nick's parents were always off on business around this time of year. They always spent the holidays alone and to make it simple Blaine didn't want that to happen so he welcomed both of his friends into the Berry-Anderson home with open arms.
At the moment Blaine had dialed his home number on the speaker phone in his car. The phone rang five times before someone answered and Blaine nearly swerved off the road from the loud music blasting on the other end.
"Berry-Anderson New Years Eve House Party Extravaganza, you go for Puck?"
Pinching the bridge of his nose, Blaine glared at both of his snickering friends in the back seat.
"Puckerman what are you doing at my house?"
"What does it sound like. We are having a party duh."
"Dude," Nick hit against the back of Blaine's seat.
"They are having a party! Are we invited."
"Nick, SHUT UP!" Blaine whispered under his breath.
"Puck, where are my parents?"
"Dude, your parents are gone man. They are out, said they had some business to tend to or some shit. So Rachel called me.."
"Gross," Blaine interrupted.
"I called some the rest of the Glee Club, broke into your dads liquor cabinets and baddabing, baddaboom, put on some music, and there we go."
"You broke into what?" Blaine shouted, pulling into the driveway.
"Chill out man. I got yous. I'll replace it all before they even get back."
PUCK... PUCK, WHAT-WHAT ARE YOU DOING ON THE PHONE. Rachel's voice slurred into the background, along with the blaring music.
I'm just talking to Blaine my little hot Jewish American princess. Puck said back to Rachel.
That is still so gross. Blaine thought, shaking his head and putting his car into park.
Blaine? Rachel questioned and then the phone went to static before Rachel was on the line.
"Heyyyyyyyyyy there babbbby brother howss it goin'?" Rachel all but shouted into the phone and Blaine squeezed his eyes shut before pinching the bridge of his nose.
"It's going good Rachel. I just got home. I brought Nick and Jeff—"
WANKY another female voice sounded from the background and Nick and Jeff both started chuckling loudly.
"Okay LISTEN..LISTEN RACHEL. Nick and Jeff came along, their parents...THIER PARENTS. RACHEL!" someone screamed about playing extreme twister in the dark with a strobe light in background. Rachel gasped an ohhhhhhhhhhh, then the phone went dead.
"GOD DAMMIT." Blaine mumbled hanging up the phone and making his way out of the car with Nick and Jeff following behind.
"Are we going to join the party?" Nick questioned;catching up with Blaine.
"No we are not. Who would ask such a thing? It's my sister, her shady boyfriend, and their friends. NO!"
Nick smirked.
"What if Kurt was there?" he asked as they walked into the house and made their way up to Blaine's room to set his and Jeff's stuff down.
Blaine paused in his doorway.
"No, no." Blaine continued.
"But why not?" Jeff questioned innocently.
"We have worked and studied for months for our Winter Finals. Wes had been getting on our last nerve with making the Christmas Program perfect and we have all been stressed out of our minds. Why can't we have just a few little drinks?"
Blaine looked at them both for a moment. It was really true. They have been stressed, but Blaine couldn't really see dragging himself down there and drinking.
"Hey if you guys want to do it, go do it. Be my guest. I wont be mad. I understand all the pressure that we have all been under. But I think I'm just going to sit it out up here, okay?"
Nick and Jeff both really wanted to go. They looked at Blaine to see if he would truly be upset, but there was nothing—just tiredness.
They both exchanged a look with each other and Nick then nodded.
"If you want," he started.
"We can bring you up a drink or two, you don't have to come down. Just drink enough to get the edge off and I don't know go to sleep?"
Blaine smiled tiredly.
"Yeah, that would be great."
Nick and Jeff both disappeared down into the dark basement, nearly tripping over the trail of garments left there.
The strobe light was still flashing and the music was lowered a bit from the time they were on the phone with Puck.
There was yelling and when they got down the stairs they seen a group of people stumbling over a Twister Mat.
Rachel squeaked.
"Heyyyy thereee boys. What brings you down here?" she hiccuped, and lost her balance. She chuckled as three other people toppled down on top of her.
"We are a sandwich. Come join the sandwich guys."
"Shut up Rachel and get your drunk ass off of me or I will bring the pain." Lauren Zizes said from the bottom of the pile that had landed on top of her.
To be honest. Lauren and Rachel never seen eye to eye.
When Lauren and Puckerman broke up just a few months ago, Rachel was the one to whisk him off of his feet. Lauren still really liked Puckerman. But as Puck put it she was a whole lotta woman and pleasing that much woman just wasn't his style anymore so he dumped her flat and cold.
Nick and Jeff both slipped past the lump of bodies on the floor before any fight can break out. They made it to the table and they grabbed two bottles of Smirnoff Ice and brought it back up to Blaine who accepted them and then sent the two back to the party.
Blaine collapsed onto his bed and the music down the stairs got louder. Opening one of the drinks Blaine tipped the bottle back and soon his tension was next to none and he was actually feeling really good. Too good actually. That was one thing Blaine never really wanted to admit. He was a lightweight and that is why he rarely ever drinks..around people at least.
So he was not aware as he made his way down into the basement.
Into the circle that was playing a drinking game. The rules where taking a shot each time LMFAO said Shots. By the time the song was over Blaine could barley see straight. He giggled as an arm went around his waist.
"Wwhere we going." he squealed.
"Auntie Santanie is just about to start another game and you Blaine you have to play along alright."
"Alrighht!" Blaine said in a daze, going whatever way Santana was dragging him.
When everyone was seated, Nick and Jeff sat down opposite sides of Blaine.
"Dude are you okay?" Nick whispered in concern.
Vision clearing up a little bit Blaine blinked.
"Mhmmmmm. I'm feeling really good! Aren't you feeling good!"
"Alright losers listen up. We ares going to play a game. You play the game by our rules. If you fail to play under our rules the truths or the dares would be far much worst. Worst than any of you can ever imagine." she grinned turning towards Puck.
"The rules are simple." he says.
"You pick truth, you tell us the truth. You pick dare you best be doing the dare that we say. It is only Santana and I giving the dares to those who the bottle spins on, got it?"
Before anyone could answer Puck muttered a good and Santana began the spin.
The room chattered loudly as the bottle slowly came to a stop right onto Kurt. Blaine glanced over discreetly at him.
He just looked so stunning.
He just wanted to go over there and kiss him do something.
"You look great Kurt!" he shouted. Santana quirked her eyebrows, taking a mental note for that later before turning her attention back to Kurt with a bright wicked smile.
"Alright lady lips. Truth or dare?"
Kurt pondered for a few seconds before settling on Truth.
"You are absolutely no fun Hummel. Lets just get this over with. Have you ever gone a whole day without wearing underwear?"
At that moment Kurt was glad that his blood alcohol level was over the roof, he can blame his flushing on that.
"Uhh—I... yes." he admitted and the whole group started cat calling. Everyone that is besides Blaine, who was getting elbowed in the side by Nick while he stared of into space.
Santana beamed. "You dirt dog. How many times!" he exclaimed.
"Uh-uh Santana I did my turn. Next person."
"Alrighty." Puck stated spinning the bottle.
It fell on Rachel.
As Puck went to open his mouth Santana rolled her eyes.
"Not your girlfriend Puck." she said with warning eyes.
"Alright, fine. Alright." he sighed taking the bottle and spinning it again. It spun on Nick, but Santana. quickly changed that so it landed on Blaine.
"Blaine Warbler." she sneered.
"What will it be?"
Blaine blanched for the moment under the cold hard gaze that both Santana and Puck were giving him.
"Uhhh—Truth." he shouted across the room. Puck went to open his mouth. "No, no... dare."
Santana went to open her mouth. "No—truth." Puck glared at Blaine and he shut his mouth. "Truth." he whispered, without looking up.
"Alright Blainers. What are your feelings for Hummel over here." everyone from the Glee Club gasped and Blaine still didn't look up from the spot. Even Kurt's hopeful eyes were on him, but he didn't feel them.
"Different question." he said weakly and just as quickly Kurt turned his head. Kurt wanted to leave the room, he didn't want to be here not after being embarrassed. But then Santana's voice boomed.
"Has you not listened to the rules prep school boy? You cannot not take a dare. Okay." she said throwing up her arms.
"Now yous best be getting into that closet over there and well you have seven minutes with Kurtsie over here."
Kurt interjected.
"No, Hummel. NO! You know the rules and Blaine here broke them. Now you both have to deal with it. In the closet both of you now."
The whole group went silent. Eerily silent. Nick and Jeff both stared after Blaine in shock as he shamefully started walking towards the closet.
He already ruined any chance he has with Kurt.
He knows it.
Now Kurt has to be stuck with him for seven minutes.
He wouldn't start to sob, but to be honest the tears were already making way.
He closed the door behind him, even before Kurt could make it in.
He couldn't do this.
Not after what Kurt had told him all that time ago.
"Blaine?" asked as soon as he got into the closet, all anger already forgotten when he seen Blaine huddled into the corner his face in his knees.
"Blaine whats wrong."
Blaine looked up tears in his eyes and it nearly broke Kurt's heart.
"Everything." Blaine cried his arms tightening around his knees.
"That stupid game. I'm so sorry Kurt. I-I—I didn't want to force you into anything like like that Neanderthal did in your school, Kurt." these little things, these are the things Blaine would normally keep to himself but apparently alcohol makes you have no filter.
"I'm just your best friends stupid brother. The one you can relate to. That's all I'll ever be. Even before all of that happened I have always worshiped the ground you walked on. But when you came to me and told me what Karofsky did I felt like I needed to protect you. Keep you safe."
Kurt listened to Blaine, tears brimming into his own eyes as he scooted closer to Blaine.
He took his hand and Blaine's breath shook.
"I didn't want to do any of the truths or the dares they asked because it would involve telling you in this sort of environment. Telling you that I am in love with you was not something that I wanted to do while you and I were drunk. But look I just admitted it. But maybe now it will sting less when you turn me down." he said lamly.
Kurt looked down at Blaine from where they were sitting in the closet.
"and what makes you think I would turn you down?"
he questioned.
Blaine looked up and in that moment Kurt leaned in pressing his lips against Blaine's.
Blaine's lips trembled nervously against Kurt's. They tasted the tears, they tasted the alcohol but most of all they tasted each other.
Blaine willed himself to smile and Kurt smiled back.