Did anyone watch the first episode of season 3? Great stuff! I was super excited, the songs were great and so were the klaine scenes. I laughed soooo hard at the food fight scene, and when Sugar Matta was singing, oh god. I think I squealed when Blaine transferred and I'd have to say my favourite song from that episode was It's Not Unusual. Blaine was even doing the Carlton dance from Fresh Prince! I can't wait for next Tuesday. I was a little disappointed when I found out that Blaine is a junior, but I'm keeping my head held high and not losing hope for klaine! Just like Justin Bieber says, never say never, hahaha. Anyways, enjoy! (:
He really couldn't believe it.
You know when you have a really great dream, and something incredible is happening to you? Like, you just met your favourite celebrity or your high school sweetheart asked you out on a date, or maybe even acing that geometry test? But then, you wake up and it takes you a few minutes to realize that you're back in your room, lying in fluffy sheets, surrounded by nothing but the cold hard reality? Well, it was like the same thing for Blaine, except he wasn't waking up, and this wasn't a dream. A dream come true, maybe, but it was actually real.
Kurt was really his. Before he met Kurt, he really didn't care too much for love and would have waved it off like a bug flying in his face, but now it seemed like the only thing that mattered to him. Kurt was one of the most important parts of his life, now. Whenever he was with Kurt, he felt the most alive in his life, always a rush to touch his hand or peck his lips, to look into his eyes. Hearing his laugh, watching his smile made him swoon like a 15 year old girl.
He took things slow with Kurt. It had been about 2 weeks or so since the carnival incident, and though Blaine was thrilled to have Kurt as his boyfriend, he would never push him into anything he wasn't ready for. It never went further than kissing, and if things got to be way too much, Blaine would stop. Kurt loved this about Blaine, that he wasn't just some sex-hungry teenager who only wanted Kurt's body. He never would have thought this before, but he believed that Blaine actually did love Kurt. No one loved him before, not like this. And that's why Kurt was afraid. He couldn't let Blaine find out the truth about him, and the last thing he wanted to do was break poor, sweet Blaine's heart.
It was a Monday morning when Kurt found Blaine at his locker. He was humming a tune happily to himself when Kurt snuck up behind him and screamed, "RAH!"
Blaine nearly jumped out of his socks and dropped his books. He whirled around and saw Kurt, laughing and holding his smile.
Blaine chuckled. "Don't ever do that again!"
Kurt shook his head. "I'm sorry, I couldn't help it. You looked so funny! You looked like me that time when Finn put my sweater in the washing machine with red clothes when it was clearly white."
Blaine smirked. "Good morning to you, too."
Kurt leaned in forward to give Blaine a tiny kiss on the mouth. It was the lightest contact, but it made Blaine's head spin like a rollercoaster. He wanted to deepen the kiss, to take Kurt into his arms and squeeze him into himself, but unfortunately, they were in the middle of high school rush hour and they didn't want to get caught sharing a PDA. They both giggled and Blaine took Kurt's hand, tying to hide it from anyone who walked by. Of course he wasn't embarrassed, but he really didn't need any rude comments right now.
"So," Kurt said, "What were you humming?"
Blaine shrugged. "It's nothing. Just something I've been working on."
"You write songs?" Kurt asked, his eyebrows rising.
"Sometimes," Blaine said casually. "When I feel like it. I don't always play them, though. Not in front of anybody."
"I love to hear them sometime," Kurt said a little shyly. "I mean, if you'll let me."
"Of course," Blaine smiled.
Kurt flushed a little and bit his bottom lip, trying to hold back his smiled and failing. And then, just like that, it happened.
There was a flash of bright blue, a loud splash, and a whole crowd of people laughing. Blaine had just been hit in the face with a slushee, the sugary liquid dripping down Blaine's curls, into his eyes and down his white shirt. Kurt gasped and covered his mouth.
Holy hell, that is cold! Blaine thought, holding in his breath, frozen. He'd never been this badly bullied before, but since the school sort of knew that Kurt and him had sort of a thing now, the insults just kept coming and coming.
Two jocks walked down the hall, high fiving and chuckling like idiots. "Welcome to the real world, gay boy!" They shouted down the hall.
Kurt started to get angry. How dare they do that and get away with it? Kurt was used to it b now, but when it came to his friends and definitely his boyfriend, things were about to get serious.
"Assholes!" Kurt growled, starting to chase down the hall after the jocks. But Blaine's hand caught hold of Kurt's shoulder, pulling him back.
"Don't worry about it," Blaine sighed, blinking the ice out of his eyes. "It's not worth it, Kurt."
Kurt turned back to his soaking wet boyfriend, and melted. Blaine didn't do anything wrong, and the only thing he wanted to do was spend time with Kurt. But since Kurt was at the very bottom of the social heap, whoever stuck around with him would get punishment, too.
"Kurt sighed and grabbed Blaine's hand, leading him to the men's rest room. "Come on."
Once they were in the washroom, quickly stopping by an empty classroom to steal an unoccupied chair, Blaine sat down, his neck bending backward and his hair in the sink. Kurt twisted the taps so that the water was comfortably warm. He didn't want the water to be cold, considering Blaine just got an iceberg thrown at him.
Blaine sighed when Kurt's nimble fingers brushed into his damp curls, taking out all of the blue clusters of ice. He sat on Blaine's lap in the chair, trying not to squish Blaine, but he didn't mind.
"I'm really sorry, Blaine," Kurt suddenly told him.
"Why are you sorry? You did nothing," Blaine said as he closed his eyes and enjoyed the feeling of warm water and Kurt massaging his head. Maybe this slushee thing wasn't so bad after all.
"I know," Kurt replied, "But it's sort of my fault that this happened. I mean, because you've been hanging out with me lately and everything, this is why you got-"
"No," Blaine cut him off, sitting up and looking at Kurt. "It's not your fault, don't you dare blame yourself. I want to be with you, Kurt, and if that means getting pushed around every once and a while, I don't mind."
"But Blaine-"Kurt tried to interrupt, but Blaine held up a finger, indicating that he wasn't finished.
"No buts, Kurt. It's worth it. You're worth everything." Blaine smiled a little, half because his hair felt a whole lot better after being properly washed, and half because the most captivating boy in the world was sitting on his lap. Kurt smiled back at him, lacing his fingers back into Blaine's wet curly hair and playing with the strands caught between his fingers. He looked down at his boyfriend lovingly and bit his lips, closing his eyes briefly.
"I love you," Kurt whispered.
Blaine was about to jump out of his chair and run into the hallways screaming. Did he really just hear what he thought he did?
"Wait, what?" Blaine asked with wide eyes, his mouth in the shape of a little O.
Kurt giggled quietly at Blaine's reaction. "I said I love you."
And then Kurt leaned down and gently sunk his mouth on Blaine's, slowly kissing him and not caring if anyone came into the bathroom right now. There were fireworks bursting everywhere, especially inside Blaine's mind. His boyfriend, the one who he'd do anything for, his whole world and pride and joy, just told him he loved him for the first time. Kurt Hummel loves me, he thought, and that was all that mattered. Blaine smiled a little into the kiss. He placed one hand on Kurt's lower back, rubbing it soothingly while his other hand stroked the pale cheek. Their lips moved together almost perfectly. They stayed there for a while, and they could care less about being late for class.
After a while, they broke apart and gazed into each others eyes. Blaine couldn't be any happier than in this moment.
"Do you mean it?" Blaine asked out of curiosity. "I mean, I- I don't want to sound rude or anything, but I just don't want you to feel pressured because you know that I love you so, so much and I don't mind if you don't say it ba-"
But Kurt only chuckled, leaning in and placing a very small kiss to Blaine's nose, and then his lips, stopping his babbling. "Yes, of course I mean it. I love you very much Blaine. No one… no one has ever cared for me the way you do before. I love everything you do for me, I love everything we do together and most of all, I love you as a person."
Blaine suddenly wrapped his arms around Kurt's body, squeezing him tight to his chest, a little squeak escaping from Kurt's throat. Blaine laughed and snuggled into Kurt, cuddling him like a small child and rubbing their noses together like an Eskimo kiss. He loved him, he really loved him!
Kurt loves me, Blaine thought, Kurt loves me and I love him.
Kurt giggled then. "Oh, you're the biggest little kid I know."
Blaine shook his head. "Only for you."
They walked out of the bathroom hand in hand, kindly leaving the chair behind for the next misfit teenager who may suffer the same fate as Blaine later on. Blaine passed by the same jocks that had slushied him earlier. He gave them both a look, and though his hair was damp, his shirt was covered with blue stains shaped like exploding smurfs, he quickly flipped them the bird before exiting the hallway.
He didn't even care if he got tossed into a dumpster later on for that. Because even if he was, Kurt would be there, and Kurt would love him.