"Now, this is Advanced Drama, all you guys are seniors so I expect you to be mature about this." Eyebrows were raised as Mr. Hall passed out some small pieces of paper.
"These are the scenes or…well, they're more like prompts, because this is improv, but the things you must include is, a struggle, a resolution and…dare I say sex appeal?" most of the guys cheered, picturing the girls they would get to make out with them, even if it was just for a scene. Mr. Hall rolled his eyes
"Yeah, yeah, nothing too vulgar now, this isn't porn." Blaine chuckled and looked down at the paper on his desk
You're at a bar; you're drunk…you're not a very smart drunk.
Blaine resisted the urge to groan because of course Blaine would get that one. He rejoiced in the fact that nobody would have to see his but Mr. Hall…and whoever was filming this scene.
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"Wes, I'm going to need your help for my scene"
"Woah, I heard that had to be sexual, Blaine, I love you but-"
"I want you to film, idiot." Blaine said, pushing Wes's shoulder
"Oh, sure, you want me to fill Kurt in?" Blaine blinked, Wes rolled his eyes "please, like you'd choose anyone but him." Blaine scowled but nodded
"Yeah, sure, talk to him for me," Wes smirked and made his way down the hall.
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Blaine had filled Wes on what he was thinking of doing for the scene, so all that had to be done was roping Kurt into it.
"Kurt! Hey, wait!" Wes called as Kurt walked down the hallways, the chestnut haired boy slowed down and waited for Wes to catch up.
"What's up?"
"Blaine needs you for his video for Drama class." Kurt raised a brow
"Really."
"Yeah, all he needs you for is the 'sexual' stuff." Kurt choked, Wes laughed
"Oh, come on, he's not going to grope you or anything, it's innocent." Kurt bit his lip, because he really wasn't comfortable with that, but at the same time, he wanted to help Blaine.
"Okay, I'll do it." He said finally, Wes smiled
"Alright, meet us in Blaine's room after school."
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Kurt walked into Blaine's room to find the boy completely disheveled, and all the furniture was moved to one side of the room. Blaine's hair was free from it's gel and tousled, one side of his shirt was untucked, the cuffs were undone and it was halfway unbuttoned.
"Uhm…hi." Kurt said, Blaine smiled at him and held up a bottle that looked suspiciously like beer. Kurt raised a brow
"Root beer," Blaine explained "I tore the label off." Kurt nodded
"What do you need me to do?"
"React." Blaine said "just…do what you would do if this situation were real, give me witty comebacks and just…be yourself." Kurt nodded and began to undo the buttons of his blazer. Blaine turned down the lights in his room and began to play the newest Rihanna song. Kurt rolled his eyes. Wes pointed the camera on Blaine, who took a swig of the root beer and sauntered over to Kurt, wiggling his eyebrows completely unnecessarily.
"Come on, dance with me." Blaine slurred, Kurt gave him a look
"I think you're a little too drunk for anything of that nature right now." Blaine laughed, and hooked an arm around Kurt's waist
"Come on, you promised you'd dance," he pouted, tugging at Kurt, who tried to wriggle out of his grasp.
"Okay, no, why don't we just go home?" Blaine raised his eyebrows as Kurt backed up a little, and ended up hitting the wall.
"Why should we go?" Blaine asked, getting in his personal space "we can just do this here." And in the next second, Blaine's mouth was on his, hard and sloppy. Kurt 'hmphed' in shock and Blaine tugged on his lower lip. Kurt managed to turn his face away, and Blaine took the opportunity to attack his neck.
"Stop." Kurt said, this wasn't right, he knew it was pretend, and sure, he hadn't told Blaine anything to make him wary of doing this. He hadn't dreamed of telling Blaine about Karofsky's kiss, but Kurt had daydreamed about kissing Blaine for way too long to let it happen like this.
"Come on, baby." Blaine said, and kissed up his jaw line, Kurt felt tears clouding his vision because this was Blaine and it was pretend and it definitely shouldn't be reminding him of Karofsky. Before he was aware of what he was doing, he pushed Blaine away and slapped him across the face. Hard. There was a moment of stunned silence before Kurt ran out of the room. Wes shut the camera off
"Damn!" he yelled as Blaine lifted a hand to his cheek
"…Okay, I need to go check on him." Blaine said
"Wait…aren't you mad?" Blaine began to tuck in his shirt, but paused to look up at Wes
"Are you kidding me? Something's obviously wrong. I'll be right back." He straightened up and started off down the hall. He knocked on Kurt's door
"Kurt! Open up, please, I want to…apologize." The door was cracked open
"You're sorry? I slapped you!" Blaine could tell he was about to get hysterical
"Yes, you did. And I'd like you to tell me why…if you'd just let me in." The door was thrust open and Kurt returned to the bed, Blaine following.
"What was that about?" he asked, taking a seat across from Kurt
"Are you mad?"
"No." Kurt raised a brow and brushed at his eyes
"But I hit you."
"For a reason, I want to know what I did, although I have a fairly good idea."
"I…I'd never been kissed." Kurt said, Blaine felt like smacking himself
"Kurt, oh god, I'm so sorry-"
"No. I'd never been kissed until last year…Karofsky cornered me in the locker room and kissed me." Blaine paled. "That just reminded me of it a little too much, Blaine, I'm sorry, I shouldn't have done that…"
"No, no, I'm sorry, Kurt, you should have told me, I'd understand, god, I should have warned you."
"It was just sloppy and unappealing a-and what if I n-never get a real kiss?" Blaine bit his lip
"Do you trust me?"
"…yes." Kurt sniffed
"Can I show you what a real kiss is like?" Kurt's eyes widened, because god yes he wanted to kiss Blaine, but at the same time…what if he couldn't? But despite his fears he nodded. Blaine leaned in so they were inches apart
"Tell me if you want me to stop."
"Okay." And Blaine brought a hand up to gently cup Kurt's cheek as he pressed their lips together. After a moment, Kurt reacted. It wasn't how people said it was at all. You didn't just know what to do, it wasn't a reflex, and it wasn't perfect, but at the same time it was. Because Blaine was gentle and caring and nothing was fast or harsh or rushed, there was no tongue, no nasty breath and certainly no teeth. It was so far from the kiss Karofsky had stolen from him, and Kurt's heart jumped in his chest. Blaine leaned back to press their foreheads together
"How was that?" Blaine asked
"perfect." Kurt replied, Blaine chuckled
"I'm glad I could give you that." Kurt smiled up at him
"I'm more than happy to receive it."
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"Who knew it would take Kurt slapping you in the face to finally get you guys together." Wes joked as he sat in Blaine's room that night, fiddling with the camera.
"Yeah…oh shit, I didn't get a resolution!" Wes just smirked at him
"Yeah you did."
"No, Wes, I didn't film one!"
"No, but I did." He handed Blaine the camera, Blaine's jaw fell open
"You videotaped that?" he gasped as he watched the scene that had occurred only hours ago in Kurt's room.
"Hey, what can I say, you guys are like a freaking chick flick." Blaine rolled his eyes, but he had to agree. He and Kurt were kind of perfect like that.
So...yeah, this is kind of like the bar scene. This just popped into my head while riding the bus home today, so I just wanted to write it out, tell me what you think!
and I agree, Mr. Hall isn't a very responsible teacher. promoting sex. irresponsible.