Disclaimer- Ryan Murphey and Fox own Glee, not me.
A/N- Hi guys! I just wanted to clear up, since I haven't told you in previous chapters, I have never kissed or been romantically involved with anyone so all romantic scenes are just from thorough fic reading! So if I get anything wrong feel free to tell me. I also have never been to a bar, a gay bar or consumed alcohol so if any of this is wrong, tell me! Woah, this is turning into a game of Never Have I Ever!
Oh also, I have a Tumblr now: blueandblondegleek, so feel free to talk to me or ask me anything there, I promise I don't bite! Hard.
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Well, that was an hour Blaine would never get back. Why did he get caught in the first place? What was Mr Schuester doing snooping about the Science Block? Probably looking for his drug dealer because he is seriously too peppy about this group for his own good.
Honestly, the only thing that stopped him from stabbing himself in the face saying "Make. That. Big. Nosed. Jew. Shut. Up." was Kurt.
Kurt was blatantly flirting with him. Teasing constantly, shuffling about on his lap so he grinded down onto Blaine's member. Trying to make him pop a boner. Sly thing. Little does his cheerleader boyfriend know but having a vest-wearing possible pedophile yabbering on, a easily annoying Jew girl and your boyfriend's taller, stronger but dumber brother watch you was the best buzzkill he could have asked for. Not that he asked for it.
"Since we did an assembly yesterday and didn't have time for a meeting I'll give you this week's lesson now," Schuester said excitedly and turned to the whiteboard, swiftly writing the word 'Ballads', "Okay, who can tell me what a ballad is?"
Big Beak's hand shot in the air straight away but Mr Schuester acted like she was asking for a high-five or something, choosing to ignore her. Finally Finn raised his hand awkwardly.
"Is it a type of music?" Finn asked and Kurt and Blaine rolled their eyes at the same time. That boy was dumber than a shoe.
"Uh, yes it is Finn but WHAT type of music?" Mr Schuester asked again, enthusiasm slowly dying when he realised he was in a high school, not a broadway production.
To Blaine's surprise Kurt raised his hand. Schuester nodded for him to talk.
"A ballad is a song sung to show emotion. It has a meaning normally and usually slow and soft. For example; a love song," Kurt explained perfectly.
"Exactly! Now, I've put everyone's names into a hat and I want you all to come forward and pick a slip of paper out. Whoever's name is on the paper you have to perform a ballad with them," the teacher explained, "Finn, you can come up first."
Finn reached in and got Mike.
Sam got Mercedes, which they both seemed happy about.
Rachel got Artie and instantly began talking to him non stop about song choices.
Tina walked up and picked out Kurt.
"Bye babe," Kurt said to Blaine and kissed him softly on the lips before moving to get off. Before it was insight to everybody Blaine quickly pinched Kurt's ass, causing the Cheerio to squeak and blush furiously before walking over to Tina, who was sitting quietly at a chair at the back of the room.
"I guess that means I'm with you, man,"
Blaine looks up to see a mohawked boy wearing a tight white t-shirt, footballers jacket and jeans. Oh wow, a badass. Not.
"Looks like it. Why the hell are you in here? Did you get caught like me?" Blaine asks bluntly.
"Dude, I know you are all bad and all but I can't believe anything a guy wearing eyeliner says," Puck smirks and Blaine sighs. Hasn't he even heard of guyliner?
"Whatever. Do you have any ideas?" Blaine asked, too tired to explain the idea of males wearing eyeliner actually being rockstar.
"Nope, unlike Berry I'm not a walking book of songs. Why not we both check iTunes tonight and see what we get," Puck suggested and Blaine nodded.
Schue announced the end of the lesson and Kurt quickly made a beeline to Blaine.
"C'mon, I need to get ready for Scandals," Kurt said and they left for the carpark.
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Getting into the gay bar wasn't hard. The fake ID's they had worked. But honestly, the ID's could say that they were purple dinosaurs on vacation and they'd still get in. That security guard didn't look like he gave a shit.
Walking in they were met by an unfamiliar 90's pop song. Colourful strobe lights were around the dark dance floor and there was a giant rainbow flag hanging on one of the walls.
The couple walked over to the bar, ordered their drinks and sat down.
"Is this what you were expecting?" Blaine asked Kurt, who was looking around the club with mild curiosity.
"It's not the best but what could I expect, it is Lima after all," Kurt said and turned back to his boyfriend.
They got their drinks and Blaine quickly downed his in one. Kurt sipped at his. Blaine could feel the alcohol kicking in and grabbed Kurt's hand.
"Let's dance!" Blaine said cheerfully and pulled Kurt to the dance floor.
They were on the floor for about twenty minutes when Kurt squeaked and jumped forward.
"Blaine did you just pinch my ass again!" Kurt asked.
Blaine shook his head, confused.
"Are you sure it wasn't someone's clothes or something?" Blaine asked.
"No it was definitely fingers!" Kurt said and looked flustered.
That's when Blaine saw him. An unshaven, 40 something man clearly leering at his boyfriend, who was unaware of the figure behind him.
"Excuse me!" Blaine shouted, furious, "Get your filthy hands off my boyfriend!"
The man just smirked. He was obviously drunk of his ass and single by the looks of it.
"Why? Who's gonna stop me? You?" the man slurred and glared at him, smiling like a shark.
"Yes me," Blaine growled and pushed Kurt out the way.
The man pushed Blaine and shit, he wasn't expecting that much strength. He scrambled off his feet but got pushed down again. Blaine next felt a blow to the face, feeling warm blood trickle down his face, his mouth filled with the taste of metal. Blood.
He was hit again but then he heard a yell and a strong looking college student pulled the man off Blaine and threw him off the dance floor. The security guard then managed to get him out.
"Blaine I'll help you up, okay? I'll clean you up in the restroom," Kurt said and got him up, taking him to the toilets.
Looking in the mirror he looked like hell. Blood coming out of his nose and mouth and a cut on his forehead.
Kurt instantly got to work, dabbing at the blood with a wet clump of hand towels.
Once he was all fixed Kurt kissed him fiercely and broke off with a sad look.
"I'm sorry you had to go through that, you should've ignored him I was fine," Kurt murmured and looked down.
"No I went through that for you Kurt because you don't deserve to be treated that way. That was sexual assault and I won't stand for it. Because I- I love you Kurt," Blaine admitted and Kurt's eyes widened, "I love you and I would never, ever let anything bad happen to you."
"I love you too," Kurt said and pressed a softer, warmer kiss onto Blaine's lips.
"C'mon, why not you come round my place for a snack and maybe a bit more," Kurt said slyly and they left the bathroom.
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They burst through the front door quite loudly, Kurt giggling and barely holding his keys while Blaine had his arms around his waist from behind, sucking a mark onto the back of Kurt's neck with earnest, aiming for Kurt having to wear a scarf for an entire week.
Then they heard a cough and the lamp in the living room right next to them switched on.
Kurt froze and Blaine quickly dropped his arms. There was a man sitting in an armchair, glaring at Blaine, then Kurt, then back at Blaine.
"D-dad I didn't think you'd be up, it's nearly my curfew," Kurt stuttered and blushed so he resembled a strawberry.
"I was waiting because Finn told me you had spent the entire Glee club sitting on a guys lap and kissing and that he heard you mention "gay bar", "Scandals" and "drunk". So I'm guessing he's the guy," Kurt's father said and pointed at Blaine.
"Well...uh- we didn't get drunk," Kurt stammered and looked down. Blaine took this as his cue to help.
"We left after I got beaten up for trying to protect Kurt from some old guy groping his butt on the dance floor."
Burt's eyes grew ten times bigger and he looked angry, very angry, but hopefully not at them. Well rather, not a Blaine because he'd just spotted a shotgun on the wall.
"What happened to this thing," Burt spat.
"A college student broke up the fight and the security guard kicked him out. If it's okay sir I need to get going," Blaine said.
"It's Burt," Burt said. Blaine guessed he's on first name basis now because he defended his son's honour and all.
"Bye Kurt," Blaine said and kissed his boyfriend on the cheek before leaving to his car.
A/N- I know this was short but I wanted to start a new complication next chapter so... also if you guys have any ideas for ballads Puck and Blaine, and Tina and Kurt can do I'd really appreciate them, I'm a bit stuck.
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