A.N: I APOLOGISE FOR THE WAIT! I feel like such a bad author. But things got in the way and I got distracted and, oh well it's hear! I promise that I won't neglect this for so long next upload. I will brainstorm ideas.
I skipped the weekend, many apologises. Come at me with your spears of shame and fire of… flames. But I promise I SHALL do a weekend chapter! Just not now. Ho hum, READ ON!
Disclaimer: I don't own Glee or anything else mentioned in this. If I owned Glee I wouldn't be sitting here writing a FanFiction now, I'd be putting more Klaine on the show! :)
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Blaine spied Kurt walking by himself over on the pathway near the car park. He ran up silently behind him and hugged the Cheerio from behind.
Kurt squealed and Blaine laughed.
"Hey babe!" Blaine says and plants a kiss on the taller boy's head.
"Hi," Kurt says and turns to Blaine.
"Let us skip classes and I'll show you some real fun," Blaine says and grabs Kurt's hand.
"We can't just skip class! Coach Sue will KILL me if I skip practise!" Kurt protests.
"But class is boring!" Blaine whines, using his irresistible pout and puppy dog eyes combo.
"How would you know, you haven't been," Kurt says but Blaine can see Kurt was losing the battle.
"Come on, let's go," Blaine says and pulls Kurt to his car, Kurt getting dragged along.
"This fun doesn't involve fire, does it?" Kurt asks half joking, half serious. Blaine just laughs.
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"We are going to the beach," Blaine simply says as he gets out of his car.
"But I don't have a swimsuit!" Kurt stressed.
"Calm down. I've got spare trunks in the back, let's go!" Blaine says enthusiastically and they grab their things.
Blaine promised not to look as Kurt changed into his trunks. It wasn't like Blaine to obey; he would normally just turn and smirk. But he really liked Kurt so niceness and honesty it is.
On Friday when they kissed for the first time it was heaven. Kurt's lips tasted like no others, sweet like candy and warm like fire. No, fireworks didn't appear because Blaine wasn't that romantic but he hopes someday they do.
Once Kurt was changed Blaine turned and held his breath. Kurt was toned but lean, thin and pale. Hell, he had ABS! Well, of course he had abs, he spends his days lifting girls up and cartwheeling around. Kurt self-consciously crossed his arms across his torso and bit his lip.
Blaine walked over to Kurt, grabbed his arms and pulled them down so they hung by his sides.
"Don't feel bad, you're so beautiful you could pass as an angel," Blaine says, really meaning it and kissed Kurt softly. Where WERE these words coming from? It's like Blaine has watched a romantic comedy marathon for 12 hours straight.
"Let's go," Kurt says and they run down to the water.
Blaine didn't react to the cold water as it touched his feet because he came to the beach so often it was like a second home. Kurt however winced and squealed.
"Gucci, it's cold!" Kurt said through clenched teeth as he edged into the water.
"If you get in quickly its fine," Blaine says, picks up Kurt and jumps into the sea with him, holding him close.
Kurt shrieked and spluttered when they resurfaced and playfully slapped Blaine on the shoulder.
"My hair's a wreck!" Kurt complains and they both look at each other properly. Kurt with his wet hir flattened against his forehead and Blaine with his curly mess of hair.
They laughed with happiness, in the moment and Blaine kissed Kurt. He couldn't help it. That boy was just so adorable and beautiful it wasn't funny. Blaine could kiss him all day but then stupid oxygen would ruin it.
"As much as I would love to make out in the sea with you I think we should move. I'm slowly turning old," Kurt says and lifts one of his hands, showing a hint of wrinkles.
Blaine agreed and they waded back to the shore.
Kurt took Blaine's hand and they began to walk.
"Why did you come to McKinley?" Kurt asked and looked at his boyfriend.
"When I was twelve I realised I was gay. My family were and still are very religious and homophobic so I watched it all growing up. They took homophobia to a whole new level, I mean, if I celebrity turned out to be homosexual we couldn't watch or listen to their work," Blaine told Kurt.
"When I was thirteen I met this really cool guy. He was older than me by two years. I really liked him so we began to date. I was only thirteen so all we did was make out lightly and stuff. One day my mother sat me down and asked me about him. It started good and we were just chatting when she asked me if he was in a relationship. I didn't think and said yes. She asked who with and I said me. She laughed and told me not to say things like that. But then I told her I meant it and she said I couldn't tell my father or he'd be mad. He was the big religious on, not her," Blaine said.
"About a week after my Mom found out I had him over. We were just having fun, making out on my bed when my father walked in. He just stood there, stunned and asked me if this was some sick joke. I told him it wasn't and he screamed at my boyfriend to leave. Once he did he hit me. I ran away after that and now I live with my Aunt. But ever since that, I couldn't go back to being good. I had to put on a tough face and act dangerous so people don't see I'm scared," Blaine finished and looked back up to see a single tear trickling down his boyfriend's cheek.
"Blaine, that's terrible," Kurt said and hugged Blaine.
"I know, but lets not darken the day. Come on, I know a place," Blaine said and began to pull Kurt to his cave.
Blaine had found His Cave when he was 15. No one else knows about it. It was hidden by ivy and hanging branches. Blaine knew nobody else knew about it because when he first found it he left $10 in it overnight and in the morning it was still there. So he keeps some things in there permanently like towels and blankets.
"Here, I've got some food," Blaine says and pulls out the picnic basket and rug that he put there this morning.
"I never thought you would be this much of a gentleman," Kurt says and kneels on the rug.
"Honestly, I'm not. You just bring out the best in me," Blaine insists and pulls Kurt to him so his head is resting on Blaine's stomach.
"You wouldn't think we've only been dating for a weekend," Kurt laughs quietly and picks up a breadstick, twirling it around in his fingers.
"Come on, we need to get some meat on those bones," Blaine says and waves a chicken leg in Kurt's face.
"Feed me?" Kurt asks and Blaine does.
"That was surprisingly good," Kurt says once he's finished.
They finish their picnic and move to a more comfortable position on the rug. Blaine strokes Kurt's hair and the Cheerio lets out a content sigh.
"This is way better than school," Kurt admits and tilts his head back to capture Blaine in a kiss, allowing his tongue to tease Blaine's mouth but pulls away soon.
"You are a minx!" Blaine jokes and playfully punches Kurt lightly on the shoulder.
"I prefer flirt," Kurt says and turns, connecting their lips again.
Blaine welcomely kissed Kurt back, parting his lips in an invitation to go further.
Blaine reached down and began to unbutton Kurt's shirt. But the Cheerio stopped immediately and looked back up at Blaine.
"I- I'm not ready," Kurt stammers and crawls off Blaine.
"Last year when I joined Cheerio's I got a boyfriend straight away. If you're popular no one seems to care if you're gay. My boyfriend Scott was a senior, so the age gap was quite large since I had just turned sixteen. I wasn't like all the other Cheerio's though: I didn't bully or do casual sex. Scott eventually dumped me after a month, labelling me frigid and a prude because I wouldn't put out for him. After that I had many smaller relationships Cheerio's had put me with so my popularity status didn't go down. Before you came to school my boyfriend was Paul from the basketball team. But now I want a relationship where I'm not an object, I'm a person. Oh god, I do sound like a prude," Kurt confesses and looks at the sand.
Blaine crawls over to Kurt and hugs him tightly.
"You are not a prude; you are a caring and loving person. Just because you don't want to have sex now doesn't make you crappy boyfriends so don't beat yourself up," Blaine whispered.
Blaine drove Kurt home and they said (and kissed) their goodbyes. While Blaine was driving home he thought. Who on Earth would want to hurt this sweet, angelic boy? Evidently many guys. But Blaine would never do that to Kurt. Never.
A/N- And there you have it. Review and share your thoughts please! Thank-you. =)