Authors Note: So I got mixed reviews, sorry for those that had received the version that was slightly messed up, Blaine is prince of Denmark, wishful thinking I guess? ;) Some said that they got together too fast, but hey, they pretty much spent 36 consecutive hours together, and slept in the same bed, and they are both hot, so I couldn't make them wait any longer – as the writer, their tension was killing me. :P
The next few chapters are going to proceed at a faster pace. If there is something you want expanded upon, let me know – I'll see what I can do. Enjoy.
.Chapter 6.
Kurt rolled onto his back and took a deep breath. He slept so peacefully. While lying there, the events of the previous night came back to him and a large smile became plastered upon his face. He had kissed Blaine - more than once! His heart began to flutter. As he rolled over to get his phone. He saw it was 9:30 in the morning, but he already had a new text message. Blaine:
Good morning sunshine :) – Blaine x
He couldn't help but smile at that. Before he answered he decided to call his father and give him an update – not letting him know that he had met someone, but that yes he was making friends, and yes he was enjoying his transfer to Dalton.
After the thirty minute conversation with his father, he text Blaine back, Aw thank you. Good morning to you too. Sleep well? – Kurt x
He rolled out of bed and jumped in the shower, and was starting on his moisturizing routine when he saw that Blaine had answered
Not as well as I did the night before, but my dreams were filled with you, so I guess it was a fair trade off. You? – Blaine x
Kurt flushed. They continued to talk about their nights via text message as Kurt went about his morning routine. He had just finished getting dressed and had started making his bed when a knock sounded at the door. He walked over and opened it to reveal a stunning Blaine, freshly showered. "Morning! Come on in"
Kurt walked back over to his bed and kept on making it, Blaine walked in and shut the door behind him before flopping down on the sofa. "Sorry for disturbing you, I felt it was kind of redundant to be text messaging when you are less than twenty feet away through the floor."
"Oh no, not bothering me. I was just getting ready, so I guess in that case it was good that we were text messaging." Kurt had finished making his bed so he went over to the couch and sat on the arm of the sofa – something that if his father were there would yell at him for. Blaine sat up and placed a chaste kiss on his lips.
"Now that, is a good morning" Blaine said with a smile playing on his lips.
Kurt was smiling too when the text message alert on his phone went off. 'That's weird. I was texting Blaine all morning, who could be texting me?' The ID on his phone said Rachel.
Kurt! How are you! We are all missing you here. I saw on Facebook that you friended three guys, one of which is extremely cute! Anything you want to tell me? Like, is he available? – Rachel
Kurt couldn't help but laugh. Blaine was captivated by the gorgeous boy before him laughing, being the most beautiful thing known to man, "Anything that you can share?"
Kurt took a few deep breaths before answering, "It's just this girl Rachel who I absolutely hated because she took all my solos like Defying Gravity and now she's creeping my Facebook and saw you and apparently thinks you are cute and wants me to try and set her up with you."
Blaine joined in Kurt's previous laughter. "Oh, well what do you want to do?"
"What's the subtle way of saying 'he's gay and entranced by me'?"
"The way I see it, we can do two things, One we send her a picture of us kissing, or two since she is a Facebook creeper, we make this thing between us official, and 'Facebook official'"
Kurt just looked at Blaine, "Do you want to be official?"
"Kurt, I could probably go to a gay bar and watch guys strip down to nothing and still not be as turned on as I am when I just look at your face. No one has ever made me feel this way, and if I don't make it official, I fear that you are going to slip away and I will have made the biggest mistake of my life. So, Kurt Hummel, will you be my boyfriend?"
"I wouldn't let you slip away from me, and yes I will."
The deal was sealed with a kiss, and sometime during that Blaine pulled out his phone and snapped a picture of the two of them. Kurt pulled away when he heard the shutter click and just looked at Blaine. "I just want to see this girls reaction – please?"
"Alright, send it to me, but I also have to send it to my friend Mercedes, she will kill me otherwise if I don't tell her first."
Blaine laughed as he sent the picture to Kurt. As soon as Kurt received it, he decided to text Mercedes first, with the caption He just made it official – xxx Kurt Then he sent one to Rachel, Hi Rachel. I'm surprised you miss me. To answer your question, no he isn't available as you can see by the photo. – Kurt
"Shall we go make it Facebook official?" asked Kurt.
Blaine smiled and followed Kurt to his computer. Before he could even open it, his phone was going off with a text message alert from Rachel – A simple 'he's gay' would have sufficed you know! But I'm happy for you! – Rachel
Kurt showed Blaine who laughed. Kurt put in the request on Facebook, logged out and let Blaine take over to accept it when his phone went off again, but it was a phone call. "You want to hear this?" he asked Blaine. Blaine nodded and Kurt accepted and put it on speaker and said "Hello Mercedes." The squeal that was emitted from Kurt's phone was so high pitched, they were sure that dolphins in the ocean were able to hear it. "Thanks Mercedes, now I know that you are excited, but can you warn me next time?"
"Sorry boo."
"Boo?" Blaine asked.
"Oooh! Is that him? If it is, Blaine don't worry, I just call him boo all the time – I know he's yours."
"Well thank you Mercedes, I'm glad you are being so supportive of Kurt and mine's relationship."
"So well spoken, I haven't even met you and I like you already. You take care of my boy alright, or I will find you and cut you. No secret service will be able to stop me."
Blaine looked scared but still answered, "Mercedes, I would rather end my own life than hurt Kurt. If I do hurt him, then you have my permission to come find me and cut me."
"I like that answer. Kurt, you got yourself a real gentleman there, hold onto him, because if you hurt him, the same goes to you."
"Alright Mercedes."
"Have fun you two. Be safe!"
"Bye Mercedes" the two boys said together, and ended the call.
"Kurt, why did she say no secret service would be able to protect me?"
"Oh, well Mercedes is my best friend and we tell each other everything, so I called her last night, and when she asked how I was going to tell you I was a prince, I kind of had to tell her, I hope you don't mind."
"No, not at all. I was just so shocked. Anyhow, we are now Facebook official, I now give Wes and David five minutes before they are breaking down your door."
Kurt laughed, "Want to mess with them too?"
"Do tell." And then Kurt began to explain.
Sure enough five minutes later there was a bang at the door, and Wes' voice rung out "Open up, we know you are in there Blaine!"
Blaine went and opened the door, and watched as his two best friends jaws dropped. Blaine stood there in his jeans with his belt, his shirt was laying in the middle of Kurt's floor, his hair was completely undone out of its gel and standing every which way, and his lips were red and puffy. Kurt was propped up on his elbows on his bed, hair in similar disarray, similar red lips, shirt unbuttoned and laying open looking out of breath. "Can I help you?" Blaine asked.
Wes and David shook their heads and were about to walk away when Blaine started to laugh. "Guys, we were just messing with you. Come on in." Blaine picked up his shirt on the way back inside, Kurt buttoned up his shirt. Blaine ran his hands back through his hair, making all of his hair fall back into place, and Kurt ran a brush through his and fixed in a matter of minutes.
"So wait, did you tell him?" Wes asked.
"Yeah, he was fine with it. Actually he was more than fine with it" Blaine replied looking at Kurt.
"What do you mean?" David asked
Blaine asked, "Do you want to tell them, or do you want to wait?"
"Well, since I told my best friend about you, go ahead and tell them." Kurt replied.
"Well after our little date last night I told him and he laughed at me."
"You laughed at him?" Wes asked. "He told you he was a prince and you laughed? Our jaws hit the floor."
"Well, his jaw hit the floor for about ten seconds and then he laughed. There is a reason why he laughed though."
"Just tell us already" David whined.
"Kurt's grandmother is the Queen of Norway. Therefore making him a prince as well."
"Is this school just full of princes?" David asked.
All four laughed.
"Alright guys, well that's what we were wondering about was how Kurt took the news. We are still hurt that you decided to tell the world before your two best friends, but I guess we will survive" Wes said with mock hurt in his voice. "We'll let you get back to having fun. Remember, Warblers practice tonight at six. Be prepared with your solo. Blaine can show you the room if you need to practice."
"No, I got this. Thanks guys!" Kurt said with a wave as the two boys walked out of the room.
Kurt heard his text message alert go off for about the tenth time since Wes and David walked in. He checked to see who it was, and it was all the new directions texting him asking about details. Kurt laughed and showed Blaine his phone before hopping online to see how bad the damage was in the fifteen minutes he was off.
Kurt Hummel is now in a relationship with Blaine Anderson
(Mercedes Jones, Wes Li, and 259 others like this)
Finn Hudson: Dude, you've been there for four days and already you have a boyfriend? What the hell are you doing over there?
Noah ' Puck' Puckerman: Get it princess! But know if he hurts you I will kick his ass
Brittany S. Pierce: Oooo Kurt! Is he a dolphin too?
Rachel Berry: I'm so glad I was told before this became official, it makes me feel so much more special.
Mercedes Jones: Girl, I bet I was told before you were. But still, congrats boo!
Artie Abrams: Yeah boy! You get it.
Sam Evans: You move fast Kurt. ;)
Tina Cohen-Chang: Aw Kurt! I'm so glad that changing schools found you someone special!
Santana Lopez: Wanky ;] Wait, he wouldn't happen to be related to the King and Queen of Denmark would he?
"Uh oh" Kurt said.
"What's uh oh?"
"Santana just asked if you happen to be related to the King and Queen of Denmark."
Blaine sighed, "Well, I was hoping to tell them in person, but I guess that happens when you are all over the internet."
Kurt turned back to Facebook, Blaine reading over his shoulder trying to understand some of the inside jokes that he and his friends must have.
Mike Chang: Yeah Kurt! Wait, is what Santana said true?
Rachel Berry: OMG I just searched and he is. KURT!
Noah 'Puck' Puckerman: What? No way!
Finn Hudson: What the hell? Four days, first boyfriend, and a prince?
Wes Li: As one of Blaine's best friends, I can say it is true that he is indeed a prince; however, he fell completely head over heels for Kurt before either of them knew about the other.
(Rachel Berry, Mercades Jones and 156 others like this)
"Well, I guess Wes shut them up" Blaine said. The two shared a laugh.
Kurt and Blaine made their way down to the dining hall where they continued to get the third degree from Wes and David. Mainly, it was Blaine's best friends asking for details about the date and how everything happened. Kurt understood as he had done the same thing with Mercedes the night before.
When Kurt expressed that he had done the same with his best friend the night before, Wes and David shot Blaine a look and asked, "And why is it that his best friend got told before your best friends who live down the hall?" Wes asked.
"I think I was in shock. After Kurt left I couldn't move. It took me over an hour to get in my head what happened. Ask Kurt. I sent him a text an hour and a half after he left finally telling him I miss him because that is when I regained motor function. It was also past curfew."
Kurt nodded but David said, "Yeah, but this morning even?"
"And what time did you guys get up this morning?" Blaine asked.
They both stammered. "11:30?" they finally came to a consensus.
"Well, I was up at 8, talking to Kurt by 9:30, and in his room making it official by 11:30. I know what bears you are if I wake you up before you naturally get up without a reason."
They laughed and forgave Blaine.
After they finished eating they went their separate ways, Kurt and Blaine going to Kurt's room. In there, they talked more about them being princes.
"Now tell me, I've been going to functions for royalty since before I was a full year old. I think I would have remembered a charming face like yours long before I met you two days ago."
"Well, part of the reason why I came here, not only just the bullying, but it was also the time that I found out I was a prince. My mom, like I said the other day, passed away when I was seven. It was her dying wish for me to never know I was a prince until I turned eighteen, something about wanting me to live a normal teenage life. So less than a week ago, I got told the truth, and my gold digging old high school probably would have let the paparazzi in and hound me all day for some extra cash. So in combination with the bullying and being a prince, lo and behold; here I am."
"Wow, so you haven't even formally accepted your title of prince?"
"No, I have two months to do that. If and when I do, I also say that I will be the next king there, starting the beginning of this coming summer."
"Wow, no pressure for you!" Blaine said with a giggle.
"Yeah, and then she dropped the bomb that I need to get married within five years of becoming King."
Blaine looked confused, "So, what are you going to do? Marry some princess and hide your sexuality?"
"No, my grandmother said that in Norway they accept gay marriages, and that they would be considerate and understanding of two kings ruling their country." Blaine was speechless, and Kurt saw this. "Blaine?"
"It's just," he paused. "I told my parents when I was thirteen that I was gay and they were understanding of it, and they didn't love me any less; which was kind of impossible when I never saw them to begin with. They did however tell me that when it came time for me to rule because I'm older than my sister Lauren, I would have to marry a girl no questions asked and have an heir – but I could pretty much have the male version of a mistress or a master for as long as I want."
"So, why not promise to do that, take the crown and then just marry whomever you want?"
"I wish it were that simple. My parent's will not allow me to become King until I am married or they die first. If they die, it's in their will that Lauren become Queen, because they know I will do what I want. I just know that although they say they are understanding, they want me to be straight, and by being gay I tarnish the name of Anderson. I personally cannot cheat on a girl – it's beneath my standards. I have told them this, and they have pretty much told me that they are prepping Lauren to be Queen until I come to my senses."
"What does your sister Lauren think about it?"
"She thinks it's disgusting. Denmark is open about gay marriage just as much as Norway. They wouldn't care if their King was gay. I think Lauren is secretly scheming behind everyone's backs, but I don't know what's going on. Speaking of which, Lauren will probably be calling me sometime tonight after she Facebook stalks my profile. So if you get a friend request from her, just accept it. Don't want her hacking into your account for her to accept it for you right?"
"Wait, what?"
"Oh yeah, Lauren is a computer genius and just a genius in general. She's in Denmark with my parents training to be Queen. Despite being two years younger than me, she's in her final year of schooling through personal tutors, and in between all of her other lessons, she's addicted to the computer. So I wouldn't put it past her."
"Okay, I'll accept her request." Kurt said with a laugh.
They spent the rest of the afternoon lounging around. Kurt decided to forgo dinner due to nerves. Blaine went down with Wes and David to dinner and promised that he would come back up before rehearsal and get him. Kurt decided that even if he didn't need to practice, he did need to warm up. He went through his warm ups, and after confirming that he still could indeed hit the high F required, decided to sit down on Facebook. Sure enough, there was a friend request from a Lauren Anderson with a note saying 'Blaine's sister' which he quickly accepted. Blaine had informed him earlier that Sunday rehearsals were informal, meaning that the school uniform was not required, but that Monday through Thursday it was. Kurt still made sure that he was dressed impeccably, and that his outfit didn't scream flamboyant gay.
Before he knew it Blaine was knocking on his door telling him it was time to go. Together, they walked hand in hand down to the Warblers practice room. "Now, when we get there, I'm going to go in, and I'll come back out when they are ready for your audition. It's not typical that we accept someone into the Warblers late, but then again we haven't had a latecomer to the school in a very long time either" Blaine offered with a smile.
Kurt smiled back, butterflies of nervousness floating around his stomach. Blaine left Kurt outside and went in. Kurt took the opportunity to breathe deeply to calm down; nerves wouldn't help him hit the note required.
From inside, he could hear Wes' voice explaining how he got the audition and how they should expect their minds to be blown. After that the door swung open and Blaine stood there, "We are ready for you"
Kurt walked in apprehensively. And stood before the group of boys next to the desk with Wes, David, and another council member whose name he couldn't remember. "Whenever you are ready Kurt" Wes said.
Since it was an a capella group, Kurt decided to sing the song just like that. Kurt could see the faces of the Warblers go into one of confusion when they realized that he was singing Defying Gravity, some with the realization of the high F later on and shuddered at the thought of how he was going to blow this audition.
Kurt's voice soared through the song. He could see all the boys sitting on the edge of their seats as the high F came along, and watched as everyone's jaws dropped when he hit it. The final notes of the song were not heard over the loud whooping and cheering of the Warblers. A few "holy shits" could be heard, but otherwise, it was just pure cheering.
"Well, I believe it is safe to say, we welcome Kurt Hummel into the Warblers. Congratulations Kurt" Wes said clapping him on the back.
Kurt took a seat next to Blaine on a love seat, and listened to the rest of the meeting. It was mostly discussions about Sectionals and what songs they could now sing with the addition of a fantastic countertenor to an all boys a capella group. Song suggestions were thrown out, shut down, and written down. It was organized chaos unlike New Directions. There was a general understanding that Blaine was the lead singer and would get most of the solos unless another voice was required. Kurt couldn't lie that he just couldn't get a solo anywhere he went, but he was new; it would take time.
The meeting was called to an end, and all the boys gathered around Kurt to introduce themselves. Kurt had so many names floating around his head he wasn't sure if he could keep them all straight. Eventually it was just the council and Kurt and Blaine.
"Wow, Kurt when you said you could hit a high F, I was a little skeptical, but you proved me wrong. Congratulations" David said.
"Thank you David."
Kurt met the other council member Thad before he left. They four remaining boys decided on another movie night in Kurt's room, this time the movie chosen by Wes and David. Kurt went back to his room and decided to call his father and fill him in on the weekend he had.
Kurt told him about the boy whom he followed around all day, the movie night, and the majority of the weekend. He left out the date and changed it to dinner in the commons and another movie in house, and the kiss and boyfriend drama. He told his dad how he made the Warblers and his father seemed genuinely happy. His father had informed him that his grandmother wanted to meet with him again, and that a car would be coming by at 4:15 the next day to go and meet with her. The Warblers meetings ran from 2:45 until 4:00, so he had enough time to walk through campus to get to the car. He told his father he loved him and hung up just as the three boys walked through his door.
"Sorry, are we interrupting?" Blaine asked.
"No, just calling my father to check in. He's not used to being alone all the time."
"Oh you have no siblings?" David asked.
"No, and my mother died when I was seven and my father never remarried."
"Sorry dude." Wes offered.
"It's fine, just don't call me dude."
"Deal."
Wes and David had picked out 300, and popped it in the Blue Ray player. Kurt munched on the popcorn since he had decided to forgo dinner, and was now hungry, had eventually finished it by himself. Oops.
Kurt had once again found himself snuggled into the nook of Blaine's arm, and somewhere in between his scent and the rhythmic patter of his breathing, Kurt had fallen asleep. He woke up to a vibrating sensation on his face, when he realized that it was Blaine humming. He saw that the movie was over, Wes and David were gone, and it was just Blaine holding onto Kurt humming.
Kurt sat up, "I'm so sorry."
"Nah, it's okay. I like having you asleep in my arms. Sorry if I woke you."
"You did, but it was a nice way to wake up." Kurt replied with a smile, he bent over and caught Blaine's lips in a chaste kiss. Blaine on the other hand was having nothing of that, caught the back of Kurt's neck and held him there. Their lips working in tandem with each other, Blaine slowly licking and sucking on Kurt's bottom lip asking for permission which was graciously allowed. Their tongues swirling around each other, neither being able to get enough of the other.
Blaine took his hand not around Kurt's neck and slowly pushed his shoulder so he was lying down once again on the couch. Kurt's hands found their way into Blaine's hair, messing up the perfectly gelled hair on the dapper boy's head. Blaine's hands roamed down Kurt's lean body, "God you are so beautiful." Blaine said, moving his head towards Kurt's pristine neck. When his tongue started to suck on Kurt's collarbone, Kurt couldn't help but moan. The moan sent all the blood from Blaine's head, south. With his hands resting on Kurt's hipbones he slowly picked up the shirt to feel the porcelain skin under his fingertips. Just when he was about to reach Kurt's belly button, said boy's ringtone was going off.
Kurt let out a whimper, "It's my grandmother." Blaine got off so the boy could reach his phone.
"Hello?" Kurt asked into the phone trying to regain his breath, laying back down on the sofa.
"Kurt darling, are you alright? You sound out of breath."
"Yes I am fine grandmother. I just had to run to grab my phone from across the room."
"I see. Well the reason I am calling is I wasn't sure if your father had a chance to inform you that your presence is required by me tomorrow after your studies."
"Yes, Dad told me. He said you would send for me at 4:15 after I get out of Warblers practice."
"Oh good, you made it in. I knew you would. I knew I specifically requested that boy for a reason."
"How did I know you were behind the choice grandmother?" he replied with an eye roll. His grandmother chuckled.
"I see nothing gets by you. I hope you made friends with him."
"I guess you could say I made friends with Blaine." Kurt winked at Blaine's shocked face. As punishment, Blaine resumed kissing Kurt's neck while he was still on the phone.
"Oh good. If you want, bring him by with you tomorrow when you come to see me. I would love to meet a boy like him in person."
Kurt tried hard to suppress his moan, "I'll ask."
"Good. I'll see you tomorrow then. Goodbye Kurt."
"Goodbye Grandmother." He pressed the end button on the call and let out a deep moan. "You sir, are a very naughty boy."
"Yeah, well what's my punishment?" Blaine said with a smile still kissing the boys neck.
Kurt somehow managed to flip them so he was on top of Blaine and kissing his neck, "Two things, one I'm going to give you a hickey as well but in a more noticeable spot."
"I like that, that's not a punishment."
Kurt continued to lick and suck at the particular spot, right on the pulse point of his neck, high enough that unless a super high turtleneck was worn, it would be seen through the Dalton uniform, unlike his own on the collarbone. Once it was in place he continued, "And what are you doing tomorrow after Warblers practice."
"Nothing" Blaine said in a moan.
"Good, then you are coming with me to meet my grandmother. Good luck explaining that hickey to her." Kurt said with an evil smile.
Blaine's face was one of disbelief. "You sir, are completely evil."
Blaine picked up Kurt and carried him to his bed and threw him down on it. The boys continued their make out session there, until once again it was confirmed that it was past curfew, meaning Blaine would have to stay the night again.
"You did that on purpose!" Kurt exclaimed
"I can't help it that I sleep much better when I'm next to you." Blaine could see Kurt's blush radiating to his face, "I also don't see you complaining."
"You don't."
Blaine borrowed a pair of too big pajama pants from Kurt while Kurt changed into his. When Kurt came out with his flannel pajama bottoms and t-shirt, the only time he didn't wear designer clothes was to bed, Blaine rushed over and removed his shirt. "If I can't wear a shirt to bed, neither can you."
Kurt couldn't help but appreciated Blaine's toned body, and it was like his body was acting on its own free will when he reached out to touch it. Blaine once again picked Kurt up and carried him to bed, where Blaine spooned Kurt and they both fell into a blissful sleep.
Authors Note: Well, I've been up since 3:30am EST and I decided to post. You guys have been AMAZINGwith reviews and alerts, I sincerely hope you keep it up – I always take polite criticism, and they inspire me to update faster. Also, as long as you accept PMs, I usually respond. :)
Just like to thank all the people who have already added me to your favorite stories list, you guys are catching up to the other multi-chapter fan-fiction I wrote five years ago, 13 to go to match it! Maybe when I finish the story I'll get there.
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