A/N: Guess I'm on a role today. Will try and do some updating as well! But just know one thing, I'm freezing. Lolol! Enjoy Chapter three of VTTBT! Hopefully, I'll finish the next chapter of ABHBB today too.
Disclaimer: Glee returns tonight but I don't own it. Also won't be able to watch it because the part of family I live with doesn't like it. Going to try and watch it on Hulu Plus tomorrow! But I don't own Glee.
It was definitely going to take me some time to get used to the fact that not only was I on a yacht with this beautiful man named Blaine, I was also to share close living quarters with him. The idea that Dr. Anderson was sleeping right across the hall from me sent goosebumps up my arms. Well, would be sleeping anyway. It was barely lunchtime and surprisingly, I had managed to unpack everything by the time we were to gather in the dining room of the yacht for lunch. Sure, we had the necessities to feed ourselves in our rooms but there was no fun in not socializing. Besides, I expected Blaine wanted a start of voyage briefing meeting or something of the sort.
And so I could be found following him as we collected the others and he lead us to the dining hall. As with the rest of the vessel, it was immaculately decored. Again, I found myself marveling and in complete awe at the wealth of this splendid yacht.
"Happy midday everyone," Blaine said to us all, gesturing for everyone to take a seat. We did and I could feel the sway of the water beneath us as the vessel plowed on through the ocean. I do not remember becoming aware that we were moving at all. But apparently, we had left the dock. "I trust you all have found your rooms to your liking," he said.
A few nods and murmurs of agreement went up from the others and a part of me almost wanted to laugh. They didn't know that I was sharing quarters with the doctor himself.
"So Blaine," Rachel began as she started on her salad. "Any lucky woman in your life?" I could see the hope in her eyes and almost choked on my water. Clearly, she was attracted to him. A sting of jealousy shot through my body, though I knew she had no chance if my father's information had indeed been correct. Still, I did not like the idea that this woman could just sweep in and take something I wanted from me without so much as batting an eyelash. Wait, did I just admit to wanting Blaine? I flushed, attempting to shake those thoughts from my head and keep my composure.
To my surprise, Blaine chuckled. I wondered if he had seen the hope in Rachel's eyes. Out of the corner of my own, I noticed Finn staring in her direction and was that desire on his face? I did not know the man well enough to tell.
"No Miss. Berry, there are no women in my life right now." I could feel my heart sink. That statement all but confirmed that my dad may have heard wrong. Best for me to let it go and move on, especially if I wanted to be friends with Blaine.
Rachel, however, positively beamed when she learned that he was seemingly single. "Than perhaps you'd care to join me for wine in my room later," she said hopefully. Blaine gave her a polite smile.
"That's awfully sweet of you to offer Miss. Berry but I'm afraid I must decline. Much work to get done in preparation for our arrival at the triangle," he replied. My heart sank even lower. More confirmation that my dad was wrong. "Besides, I'm sorry to have to tell you this but I don't play for your team."
My head perked up at this last bit of information. Wait, had I heard right?
"Forgive me for being blunt," I said, wiping my mouth with a napkin. "But am I to believe that you are attracted to men?" I didn't want to flat out say the g-word. I almost felt like it would be a rude approach to the situation at hand. But Blaine just flashed me another of those award winning smiles and I felt my ears go slightly pink.
"Why yes Kurt," he admitted. A quick glance at Rachel told me that she was both disappointed and a bit annoyed.
"You could have said something up front before I made a fool of myself!" she spat in an irritated tone. I bit my lip. I was ready to retort at her for being so rude.
"Clearly you have no sense of what is polite," quipped the young woman who I remembered was Quinn. Rachel glared at her. She just seemed bored.
It was the Latina that spoke up next. "Cool your heels man hands. Besides, didn't anyone ever teach you it was rude to just jump a man's bones?" I had a funny feeling that this was a rule that the Latina woman herself had the audacity to ignore. Her remark suggested she was the only one allowed to do that. She turned back to Blaine. "Really too bad though. I wouldn't mind a piece of your hot hobbit ass." She threw Blaine a seductive wink before sipping from her water glass.
A part of me could not believe what I was hearing. Blaine cleared his throat and straightened the tie around his neck. He had beads of perspiration running down his forehead. It was clear that this conversation was becoming a tad uncomfortable for him. Luckily, Sam seemed to notice it too.
"Do you mind of we all talk about something else?" he asked. I was so grateful to him, I felt like I could kiss the guy. But I didn't know if he was gay and I felt that would certainly be overstepping so I settled for throwing him a grateful look.
"Naturally," Blaine replied, looking slightly less perspired. It appeared I was not the only one happy for Sam's notion to change the subject. "I was hoping to do a briefing," he said, confirming my suspicions from earlier.
It was Mercedes who spoke up next. "With all do respect Dr. Anderson," she started. "Would you mind terribly if we use this first day for leisure? I would very much like some time to enjoy the start of the voyage, seeing as most of it will be research."
Blaine offered her a kind smile and though I had been looking forward to the briefing, I felt that Mercedes made a good point. Several of the others were nodding their agreement.
"Very well," was Blaine's reply. "I shall give you the rest of the afternoon and evening to enjoy yourselves. We will begin work precisely at breakfast tomorrow morning. It will convene at nine am. I expect you all to be accounted for."
I honestly had to wonder what was with him and nine in the morning. But of course I would be there. He couldn't miss me if we were sharing quarters.
Stabbing a tomato, I delicately placed the red fruit in my mouth and chewed quietly.
"Well, would anyone be interested in joining me for wine?" Rachel asked, apparently still wishing to indulge in the hobby of alcoholism. Yes, I know that wine has very little alcohol in it but I find Rachel's seeming desperation to share a drink with someone rather amusing. "Kurt?" She questioned, looking directly at me. I frowned.
"My apologies Rachel but I will have to decline your offer as well." She gave me a look and I could tell she was about to get snippy. I knew she was likely not questioning my sexuality but really, the woman needed to learn how to accept no.
"And why not?" she asked rather tersely.
i held my head high but narrowed my eyes at the woman. "My mother was killed by a drunk driver. I am aware that wine has very little alcohol but I have always promised myself that I would never have a single sip."
Rachel's demeanor changed completely at my admission. Blaine, who I was sitting next to, placed a comforting hand on my shoulder.
"My apologies Mr. Hummel," he stated gently. Nods of acknowledgement went around the table.
I waved it off. "It's quite all right. It happened years ago." Of course I still missed her but I had long since learned to cope.
"I'll have wine with you," spoke up the man with the mohawk.
"Thank you Noah," Rachel replied. The rest of us looked relieved, aside from Finn, who I noticed was still staring at Rachel with that desire.
Not much more was said over lunch. I thought it would be a rather tense and awkward silence but on the contrary, it was very comfortable. When we were all finished with our meals, we broke to do our own things for the rest of the day. It was nice to have a bit of alone time and I decided that I might just have myself a nap. I was still very tired and I wanted to be refreshed for dinner that evening.
"Returning to the room?" I heard a voice say from behind me as I headed in the direction of the room. I turned around to see Blaine smiling at me and I could not help but to smile back. Something stirred in my stomach but I tried to ignore it. This incredibly beautiful man was doing things to me I couldn't even fathom ever happening.
"Yes, I was hoping for a bit of a nap," I replied. He gave his head a short nod.
"Would you be opposed to some company?" he asked. Certainly not I'd he was the company. Though I did not say that out loud.
"I would be most obliged if you would accompany me Blaine," I said instead. He chuckled and the way his hazel orbs lit up when he laughed set my body on fire. I was possessed by the sudden urge to grab him and lay my lips to his, but I refrained, clenching my hands tightly into fists to keep myself from grabbing him by his blazer. The things this man was already doing to me.
"And I would be obliged to accompany you Kurt." I smiled my traditional closed mouth smile. To my surprise, the man laid a hand to my cheek and I could not help but to lean into the touch. "I think of all the people I have hired for this voyage, you may very well become my favorite." I felt my heart stutter in my chest.
"You are already mine," I whispered, catching myself by surprise. He looked at me for a moment, eyes wide as saucers before his face relaxed into a smile.
"In that case, you are mine now too," he replied. I could not contain the blush that covered my cheeks.
"Hate to break up the love fest but Porcelain, Hobbit, you're kind of blocking the hallway." I turned to see the Latina standing there, looking somewhat of a cross between impatient and amused. Blaine's hand reluctantly fell from my cheek and I missed the warmth entirely almost immediately.
"Of course," Blaine said. "Apologies Miss. Lopez." He turned to me and to my surprise, held out his hand. "Shall we Kurt?"
Smiling at him, I took his hand with mine and resisted the urge to squeal when he enlaced our fingers. "We shall." The two of us started off down the hallway, leaving the Latina looking after us knowingly.
A/N: A bit short for my liking I guess. Also, disregard the AN at the top of the chapter. I wrote that the day I started work on this chapter and now it's like three weeks later. :P Sorry it took so long! I hope it was worth it! Enjoy chapter three! Reviews make me smile. Happy reading!
