Fifties Fetish
Wes nearly knocked Blaine into the wall as he caught a hold of him in the hallway.
"Kurt has a fifties fetish!" he whispered harshly, Blaine's eyes widened, fetish?
"What?" he asked eagerly "explain, Wes." Wes held out a page of notebook paper to Blaine, who took it and looked it over. There were several outfits drawn out, which wasn't a surprise, Kurt loved designing. But all of the outfits looked fresh out of the fifties and the model they were drawn onto strangely resembled Blaine. Wes smirked devilishly
"I heard Nat King Cole coming from your room." He said and shrugged "you might want to use this to your advantage." Blaine smirked and hugged Wes
"This is going to be great."
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"And…you need your old Halloween costume why?" his mother asked, sounding completely confused on the other end of the phone.
"Just a warblers performance, throwing it back to the 50's, you know" He heard his mother chuckle on the other end of the phone.
"Alright, I'll drop by tomorrow,"
"Thanks mom, bye" Blaine smiled and gave a thumbs up to Wes and David, who snickered and glanced across the commons to where Kurt was sitting, completely oblivious.
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"Just come with us."
"No."
"Why not?"
"Because I don't trust you two."
"Kurt, we're not afraid to use force." Kurt glared at Wes and David, who were walking on either side of him. He raised an eyebrow
"What is so damn important? I have homework."
"It's Friday." Wes pointed out, Kurt sighed and gave up, letting them lead him to the Choir room.
"What?" Kurt asked as Wes pushed him into a chair and he and David promptly disappeared out the door. Kurt stared at the stage for a moment, there was just a microphone set up and nothing else. Suddenly, someone slid out onto the stage…. He stopped right in front of the microphone as the music began, gripped the stand and looked up at Kurt, who's eyes widened. Blaine winked at him before beginning to sing
I thought I was in love before
And then you moved in next door
Pretty blue eyes, pretty blue eyes
Kurt was pretty sure he squeaked out loud. Blaine's outfit was almost exactly like one of the ones he designed. Green checkered shirt, Green suspenders and bowtie, gray slacks and a crème colored blazer.
All the guys from the neighborhood
Keep sayin' you sure look good
With your blue eyes, pretty blue eyes
Blaine smirked and winked at Kurt, he held the microphone stand tighter and swayed in place.
Saw you from my window,
my heart skipped a beat
Gonna sit by your doorstep
So that I can meet
Pretty blue eyes, please come out today
So I can tell you
what I have to say
That I love you, I love you
Pretty blue eyes
Kurt's breath hitched, sure they'd already exchanged the 'I love you's' by somehow this was different. He briefly wondered how Blaine had found out about his…appreciation for the fifties.
Saw you from my window,
my heart skipped a beat
Gonna sit by your doorstep
So that I can meet
Pretty blue eyes, please come out today
So I can tell you
what I have to say
That I love you, I love you
Pretty blue eyes
Kurt smiled and blushed as Blaine winked at him again, he couldn't keep the smile off his face.
Pretty blue eyes
Pretty blue eyes
Pretty
Blue eyes
Pretty blue eyes…
Kurt nearly jumped up onto the stage and tackled Blaine. But he was stunned into his seat. A blush crept up on his cheeks, now that the moment was over, he wondered how Blaine had found out…and he was embarrassed. Blaine jumped down and walked over to Kurt, holding out a hand. Kurt took it and stood up.
"How…" Blaine chuckled
"Wes and David." Kurt let out a breath.
"Of course…" he sighed and hid his face in Blaine's shoulder. Blaine drew his arms around Kurt
"It's cute" Blaine assured Kurt "at least your not into like…hardcore rap or something." Kurt laughed and the sound of it filled Blaine's ears, making him smile. He was suddenly very, very glad Wes had pointed this out to him.