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Chapter 10
Once the cheering had died down, and the graduates were off meeting their parents or whoever had attended, the boys stood off to the side of all the commotion.
"So, we did it." Wes said. The boys nodded.
"I'm gonna go meet my parents, I'll call you guys tomorrow?" Wes said, before walking off to find his parents. David did the same, disappearing into the crowd.
"Can't believe it… see ya Dalton!" Jeff yelled, flipping the bird to the old school. Nick shook his head, and with an arm around Jeff's shoulders, led them off to find their own parents.
"Talk to you tomorrow about travelling guys!" Jeff called from over his shoulder. Blaine smiled at them, and then turned to look at Kurt, grateful to be alone.
"So…" Blaine started.
"We did it," Kurt said, smiling. Blaine nodded, and tugged Kurt closer by the fabric of his hoodie. Kurt gasped in surprise, and Blaine used the opportunity to attach their lips. Kurt smiled into the kiss. He pulled back, and rested his forehead against Blaine's.
"So er, I figured I should probably ask even though we both knew it was going to end up this way… but do you want to live with me and Mercedes?" Kurt asked, looking up at Blaine. Blaine smiled.
"If you'll have me," He bent to reattach their lips, but was interrupted by a squealing voice,
"I'm so proud of you guys! Maybe not really Kurt, seeing as well… you know why. But hey good job!" Mercedes squealed, pouncing on the two and wrapping them in a ginormous hug.
"Ouch…" Kurt feigned a look of hurt, but couldn't stop the smile that grew over his face.
"So, your stuff is in your room, I'd presume?" Mercedes asked.
"Yeah, and that rhymed!" Blaine said, smiling at Mercedes. Mercedes just laughed and ushered the boys to their room.
They stood outside room 306, Kurt's home for the past six months, and Blaine's for the past three years. Blaine sighed, and pushed open the room. They walked over to their bags in the middle of the room, and quickly scanned for any items left behind. When their search proved fruitless, they grasped their luggage, and walked slowly to the door. Kurt stopped, and turned and found Blaine standing still in the middle of the room, looking around. A single tear slipped down his face.
"Blaine?" Kurt called, quietly.
"I-I know it's kind of weird, being sad to leave here seeing as it's a reform school… but this place has been my home. I... I'm gonna miss it." Blaine quickly wiped his tear with his hand.
Kurt walked over and wrapped his arms around Blaine, and looked him in the eye.
"Blaine, you could most certainly come back in a little while, if you'd like," Kurt said, tilting his head with a smile. Blaine nodded.
"Y-yeah, you're right." He said, seemingly reassuring himself.
"We've got a while, we can do anything." Kurt said, as he walked with Blaine out of the room. The sound of the door closing sounded a lot more final than it ever had before. Blaine stood a little straighter, and turned to Mercedes.
"Er, did you drive here?" Mercedes laughed.
"Yes, it's parked out front."
They continued down the hall.
"Okay, I call shotgun!" Blaine said loudly, grinning. Kurt smirked.
"I'll race you for it," Blaine frowned.
"That's not fair!" Blaine whined. Mercedes groaned, but couldn't help but be happy with the new addition to her "family".
Mercedes ended up driving, while Kurt and Blaine sat in the back seat, shoulders touching and hands clasped. As Mercedes signaled to switch lanes, she glanced at them in the rear view mirror.
"I don't know how, but you're making me feel like a mom and a cock block at the same time." Mercedes said offhandedly. Blaine instantly burst out laughing and fell against the window while Kurt shrieked,
"Mercedes!" Mercedes simply smirked. She took a look around before flooring it, the car accelerating rapidly. Blaine stopped laughing and looked around, then took a look at the speedometer...
"You're going like double the speed limit!" He said, his eyes wide with alarm. Kurt simply took his hand,
"Don't worry," and chuckled softly. Blaine stayed clutching his seatbelt until they turned onto Kurt and Mercedes' street and they slowed down.
"Oh my god," Blaine breathed, finally relaxing. Kurt grinned, and the car pulled into the driveway.
"You guys live here?" Blaine asked, taking in the average sized, well-decorated house that lay before him.
"Yup, come on," Mercedes said, as she opened the doors and headed inside. Kurt pulled Blaine inside with one arm, and grabbed the luggage with the other. Kurt kicked his bedroom door open, and set them down on the bed. Blaine did a double take when he saw the tastefully decorated room with a king-sized bed.
"This is your room?" Blaine asked, and Kurt laughed.
"Yeah, why? Were you expecting coffins and skulls?" Kurt said jokingly. Blaine flushed, and Kurt's mouth dropped open.
"Oh my god, you totally were." And Kurt burst out laughing, clutching his sides. Blaine pouted, and looked down at the floor. Kurt straightened up at the sound of Blaine's stomach rumbling.
"Ah, right. We're gonna have to make sure we always have food for you, come!" And with that, Kurt dragged Blaine by the hand to the kitchen, not noticing the frown that spread over Blaine's face.
Blaine sat at the table while Kurt rummaged through his cupboards.
"All I can find so far is some celery… gonna have to go to the store," Kurt muttered with his head stuck in the pantry. Blaine sat up straighter,
"No, no it's okay. I'm fine," Blaine insisted. Kurt turned around and tilted his head with his hands on his hips.
"Come on, I heard your stomach growl. We need to get some food in you, let's go to the store." Kurt said, walking over to Blaine and pulling him up. Blaine bit his lip.
"Mercedes! We're heading to the store, be back later!" Kurt called. A muffled reply was heard through her bedroom, and Kurt shrugged. He plucked his leather jacket from the living room and grabbed his phone and wallet and was out the door. Blaine frowned and followed after him.
Kurt immediately flipped the radio on upon entering his car. Blaine simply stared out the window as the car started up and backed out of the driveway.
I'm such a burden; he's probably regretting even bringing me here. I wish he would just turn me already, I feel like just a stupid child who can't do anything for himself, I ju- Blaine was jolted out of his thoughts by Kurt singing along extra loudly to the Born This Way song that was currently screaming out of the speakers. Blaine reluctantly felt a smile grace his face; no matter how upset he was, Kurt acting so carefree along with his amazing voice could always make him feel better.
Kurt shut off the radio as they pulled into the supermarket. He scanned for a parking spot, and then quickly parked. They both stepped out of the Navigator and headed towards the automatic doors, Kurt grabbing a cart on the way.
"So, what kind of foods do you like?" Kurt asked, turning to Blaine. Blaine shrugged,
"I'll eat anything I guess," Blaine's bad mood was back. Kurt hummed to himself, as he started going up and down the aisles with Blaine following along behind him.
"It's so weird being like, out in public again. I feel like everyone's staring at me," Blaine said offhandedly. Kurt turned,
"Yeah… Nobody's staring at you though… except for some love-struck teenage girls perhaps," Kurt added, sending a glare to a particularly flirtatious girl who was giving Blaine a seductive look while pushing out her non-existent chest. Blaine rolled his eyes. Kurt turned to the shelf,
"You like poptarts?" Kurt asked. Blaine nodded, and Kurt chucked a few boxes into the cart. A couple boxes of granola bars also landed in the cart, and then they turned to the fresh produce area. Kurt paused over some apples, before putting a bag in the cart.
"Hey Blaine, watch this," Kurt said with a grin. He plucked an apple, and then dropped it onto the floor. He caught it with his foot, and rolled it up like a soccer ball until it landed in his hands. He held the apple in his outstretched palms with a smirk on his face. Blaine managed a weak smile.
"Get it? You know? Like Edward Cullen?" Kurt asked, slightly hurt that Blaine had barely even smiled.
"Yeah," was all Blaine said. Kurt frowned, but placed the apple back and continued along the aisles.
By the time the pair had made it to the last aisle, the cart was nearly packed. Kurt reached onto the shelf and lifted two cases of Diet Coke into the cart. At Blaine's raised eyebrow,
"I like it okay," Kurt defended. Blaine shook his head with a faint smile. The cart had a wide variety, from fruits and vegetables to pop tarts and cookies. As they waited in the brief line, Blaine shook his head in disbelief.
"I don't need all this food, holy crap," Blaine said, looking up at Kurt. Kurt shook his head.
"Yes you do, you've got to eat every day," Kurt winked. Blaine frowned.
"How long are you planning on keeping me human for, then?" Blaine snapped. Kurt stepped back, before frantically looking around for anybody who could have overheard.
"First of all, don't talk about that here. And second, I don't know okay?" Kurt hissed back. Blaine looked down at his shoes. Kurt was in a foul mood as he paid for the groceries, only giving the cashier a grunt as she wished him a good day. The ride home was quiet, but Kurt gradually brightened as he made Blaine dinner, as cooking was one of his favourite past times. Blaine sat at the table while Kurt made some pasta along with a tomato sauce. Once it was ready, Kurt poured the pasta into a bowl along with some sauce, and set it down in front of Blaine. He sat across from him.
"Aren't you having any?" Blaine asked, picking up his fork. Kurt shook his head.
"Not hungry," he smiled. Blaine resisted the urge to groan as he took a bite. As soon as the food hit his tastebuds, he couldn't help his jaw from flopping open.
"Blaine! Close your mouth when you're eating!" Kurt scolded, rushing to get a napkin for the bit of sauce that had fallen onto the tabletop.
"What the fuck! Are you a gourmet chef or something? I think my tongue just had an orgasm!" Blaine shouted, eagerly scooping more food into his mouth. Kurt pursed his lips and refrained scolding Blaine on his manners, but rather accepted the compliment.
"Thanks, and I just like cooking. I guess you could say I've had a lot of time to practice…" Kurt trailed.
Mercedes walked into the kitchen, and looked at Blaine shoveling food into his mouth with a grin.
"I thought I heard you come in. Kurt's quite the cook, isn't he?" Mercedes said affectionately. Kurt smiled. Blaine could only nod as his mouth was full.
"How come you're all dressed up?" Kurt said, noticing her jeans with an off the shoulder white top and jean jacket. She wore a pair of bright yellow heels.
"I'm going out to hang out with an old er…" Mercedes paused, and if she wasn't a vampire she would be blushing, "friend. I don't know if I'll be back tonight,"
"Ooooh baby!" Kurt yelled, his voice taking on a breathy high tone. He wiggled his eyebrows suggestively.
"So don't wait up for me," Mercedes finished, shooting a quick glare at Kurt before breaking into giggles. As she left the kitchen, Kurt shouted,
"Have fun!" Mercedes didn't answer, and then the sound of the door closing reached Kurt's ears. He turned to Blaine,
"What do you want to do tonight?" Kurt asked. Blaine shrugged.
"Wanna just, I don't know, hang out and talk?" Kurt suggested. Blaine nodded, as he placed his dishes in the sink and began washing them. Kurt walked over and grabbed his hands.
"I'll do that!" Kurt said, smiling. And that's when Blaine lost his cool.
"Okay! Fine! Fuck, whatever," Blaine said, as he stormed out of the room and Kurt heard his own bedroom door slam. Kurt stood still, bewildered. He looked around before abandoning the dishes in the sink and slowly making his way to his room. He raised a hand and knocked quietly.
"Blaine?" Kurt called tentatively. Upon hearing no response, Kurt pushed the door open. Blaine lay sprawled out on the bed, his face muffled in a pillow.
"Go away," he grunted. Kurt placed his hands on his hips.
"Actually, this is my house, so sit up and tell me why you're so pissed," Kurt said, crossing the room to sit on the bed. When Blaine didn't move, Kurt reached down and roughly yanked him into a sitting position.
"Hey!" Blaine yelled, as he rubbed his shoulder painfully.
"Why are you so worked up? You've been off basically ever since we got here, and I don't like you like this!" Kurt said, as he looked at Blaine angrily.
"Nothing, I'm fine," Blaine said, turning away from Kurt. Kurt exhaled, before, taking Blaine's chin and turning him back towards him.
"Don't lie to me," Kurt hissed. Blaine looked slightly taken aback, and opened his mouth.
"Uh, it's just…" Blaine trailed off. Kurt raised his eyebrows expectantly. Blaine let out a sigh.
"I feel like I'm not good enough… for you." Blaine looked up, and the hurt in his golden eyes nearly killed Kurt.
"Oh, Blaine, but you've been fine before? And how come? You're wonderful!" Kurt made to pull Blaine into a hug but Blaine wasn't having it. He moved back.
"But before, I was around other humans and so were you… now it's just you, Mercedes and I… I'm just a stupid human who can't do anything for myself and I'm just being a bother." Blaine scowled. Kurt's mouth flopped open,
"Is that why you didn't want me helping you? I was just trying to help! I'm sorry! And I don't care that you're human, I love you," Kurt added softly at the end, looking at Blaine.
"You keep delaying turning me… what if you find someone better? A better looking vamp, who's faster, more attractive, smarter than me… and I'm just left being stupid old me." Blaine crossed his arms, and Kurt let out a gasp.
"You can't honestly think I'd ever leave you? You're my other half, life has been so much better with you in it. I only delay turning you because I don't want you to miss out on anything… And I could never find anybody better than you." Kurt said, looking desperately into Blaine's eyes to find anything, anything at all past the hurt and sadness at the forefront of his eyes. Blaine met his eyes, and bit his lip uncertainly. Kurt took a glance at the clock, and was startled to realize it was much later than he had thought, it was going on eleven o'clock.
"I promise, we'll have a big conversation about turning you tomorrow morning… but for tonight I want to cuddle with the bestest boyfriend ever. My special little human, who is the best cuddle buddy." Kurt looked up at Blaine hopefully, who felt a reluctant smile spread across his face.
"Alright, okay," he began, but then his face scrunched up. "I'm sorry for how I acted earlier, I just felt so useless and… and not good enough." Kurt pulled Blaine against him and wrapped his arms around his shoulders. Blaine pressed his face into Kurt's neck.
"Promise me, next time you're upset you'll talk to me about it, instead of letting it bottle up?" Kurt asked. Blaine mumbled 'yes' against his neck, and Kurt giggled at the ticklish vibrations. Blaine smiled, and began peppering light kisses against Kurt's jawbone. Kurt pulled back laughing.
"Let's go get into our PJ's," Kurt said smiling. Blaine nodded, and followed Kurt into his closet, where Kurt had managed to find time to unpack both of their suitcases. They both pulled off their clothes, sending each other shy glances while sneaking looks at each other's underwear-clad bodies. They slipped on pajama pants, while opting to remain shirtless.
Soon enough, they were back in the bed and snuggled under the covers. Blaine gave a large yawn, and Kurt pulled Blaine against him, as the little spoon. Blaine burrowed back against Kurt, resting his head on Kurt's arm.
"You sleepy?" Kurt asked. Blaine mm-hmm'd into Kurt's arm and Kurt smiled.
"Go to sleep, sleepyhead. I- We'll make a nice breakfast tomorrow morning." Kurt said, quickly correcting his mistake. He felt rather than saw Blaine's smile as he nodded. Kurt pressed a kiss to Blaine's temple.
"Kurt?" Blaine asked sleepily.
"Yeah?"
"Will you sing me to sleep?" Blaine asked, sounding very young. Kurt grinned and nodded.
"Of course." Kurt already had a song in mind, so when Blaine requested a song, Kurt shook his head.
"I've already got one chosen," Kurt said. Blaine nodded. He took a breath, and began to sing.
Made a wrong turn once or twice
Dug my way out, blood and fire
Bad decisions, that's alright
Welcome to my silly life
Blaine gave another yawn, settling down against Kurt.
Mistreated, misplaced, misunderstood
Miss knowing it's all good
It didn't slow me down.
Mistaken, always second guessing
Underestimated, look I'm still around
Pretty, pretty please, don't you ever, ever feel
Like your less than, less than perfect
Pretty, pretty please, if you ever, ever feel
Like you're nothing, you are perfect to me
You're so mean when you talk
About yourself. You were wrong.
Change the voices in your head
Make them like you instead.
Blaine was breathing deeply, the only sign he was awake were the small kisses he'd place on the inside of Kurt's wrist.
So complicated, look how we are making
Filled with so much hatred
Such a tired game
It's enough, I've done all I could think of
Chased down all my demons
I've seen you do the same
Pretty, pretty please, don't you ever, ever feel
Like your less than, less than perfect
Pretty, pretty please, if you ever, ever feel
Like you're nothing, you are perfect to me
The whole world's scared, so I swallow the fear
The only think I should be drinking is an ice cold beer
So cool in line and we try try try but we try too hard
It's a waste of my time.
Done looking for the critics, cos there everywhere
They don't like my jeans, they don't get my hair
Strange ourselves and we do it all the time
Why do we do that, why do I do that (why do I do that)?
The lips had stilled against Kurt's skin, and the breaths grew deeper. Blaine was asleep, but Kurt still continued to sing softly,
Pretty, pretty please, don't you ever, ever feel
Like your less than, less than perfect
Pretty, pretty please, if you ever, ever feel
Like you're nothing, then you're perfect to me
Pretty, pretty please, if you ever, ever feel
Like you're nothing, you're perfect to me.
Kurt found himself sleepy, and so he succumbed to sleep, allowing himself to relax. He fell asleep with a smile on his face, and the boy he loved in his arms.
Hope that was alright! I really appreciate all my readers staying with me and my story.. it really means a lot... so thank you.
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btw... That episode of glee tonight. Dear lord it was incredible.. I think it broke my brain.