AT HOME
Blaine and I were home. Alone. Making dinner.
Gazzy and Angel went to the neighborhood park. Max took Nudge and Iggy to the mall. And Dr. M and Ella went grocery shopping. I assume everyone won't be back for a few hours.
Damn me and my hormones. Seriously nothing makes a guy look sexier than when he is making you food.
Trying to avert my eyes from his cute heart shaped ass, I cut vegetables quite fervently. "So Blaine... How's Kurt?" You. Dumb. Fuck. That's right ask your crush how his boyfriend is doing. Brilliant plan why don't you set them up on a date, oh and be their best man at their wedding why don't you.
"oh... um he's fine. Great actually... We uh actually are thinking about splitting up." Now I'm not the only one who's hands are moving swiftly, but Blaine's seemed to move more in anger.
"Is everything alright-?"
"What right does he have to decide this on his own. We are suppose to be a couple. We decide things together. Its almost as if he doesn't like me anymore. Ya know?" Blaine turned to me and was waving around his knife.
"First lets stop waving around a kitchen knife so I won't get stabbed" Taking the knife out of his hands, he apologizes. "Now I am no expert on relationships but something tells me this is more than him deciding to take a break."
Blaine sighed and blushed. "He won't let me..."
I cocked an eyebrow, "He won't let you what?"
"ya' know... it." His blush just becomes redder and redder and I smirk. Oh, I know exactly what he is talking about, but I want him to say it.
"Oh really? And what is 'it'?"
Blaine groaned in frustration. "Fine! He doesn't want to have sex! There I said it."
I resist the urge to laugh and place an arm around him. "Listen kid, not everyone is as confident with their body as you are. You have to give people time."
"Fang its been two years." I froze. Even though I don't like Max in that way, I still had her to keep me busy and I have never been without sex for more than a month.
"What the actual Fuck... that inconsiderate bastard."
Blaine giggled. "Fang calm down. Its not a big deal."
"Like hell it isn't! Two whole years?!" Damn kids got guts "I mean you might as well be a virgin."
"Ha ha. I tried once but I was drunk and stupid. Then if I ever tried to advance any farther he would freak out. Its like he doesn't want to be with me." Blaine crossed his arms and sat at the island bar.
Taking a seat across from him, I gave him a meaningful look. "It'll be fine. Its not the end of the world. He'll come around. I promise."
"I doubt it."
"Please anyone who is dating someone as sexy as you, I will be surprised when they aren't dating you for your body."
"Thanks Fang... now I really don't feel like a whore."
"Thats why I'm here. Moral support."
"Fang?"
"Yeah?"
"How many guys have you been with?"
"One."
"Who was it?"
"You." Time stopped. It seemed as if a cheesy pickup line could fix everything. I watched as yet another blush crept up his face and I felt my face get warmer. My heart began to flutter and I was so still I could almost feel air blowing through my hollow bones like wind tunnels. The feathers on my wings perked up slightly and the skin on the two extra 'limbs' became tingly. I was paying to much attention to how much I was feeling at once that I hadn't realized we were leaning into each other until I finally felt my lips contact with his. Wow he is an amazing kisser, not to mention his lips are like velvet.
"FANG! BLAINE! WE'RE HOME!" A very noisy and obnoxious voice travelled from the front door and into the kitchen. Usually before Max and my time together in that cave, I would have thought that was Nudge calling to us, but after experience that motherly and bothersome voice could only come from on source. One really naggy source. Max.
Blaine and I pull away simultaneously and hurriedly went back to work on dinner. "We're in the kitchen!" The blushing and trying to control himself/flustered Blaine yelled back trying to make his voice sound as normal as possible.
Nudge was the first to enter the kitchen. "Don't worry I won't tell." She smiled.
"Tell what?" Blaine still was trying to play off cool making the girl who usually said anything to everything roll her eyes.
And me? I cut vegetables.