A KLAINE/ PUCKOFSKY FANFIC
What I Did For Love
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Author's note: Last chapter. Wow I've put so much time and effort into this fic. I hope you enjoyed it, thank you for reading and all your kind reviews :D this fandom is totally awesome.
-OMWG = oh my wizard god. I use this in real life. I also say "Merlin's beard!" when I am surprised. I'm such a nerd.
***I do not own Glee or anything. I just love it a lot.
CHAPTER 16 IN WHICH EVERYONE LIVES HAPPILY EVER AFTER
Warning: handholding, sunsets, revolution
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Kurt and Blaine were watching 'Singin' in the Rain' and sipping lemonade on the couch with Mercedes, Tina, and Carole, when the front door slammed announcing Finn's return from football practice.
Finn came into the living room and collapsed onto the free chair, looking shell-shocked.
"Hi honey, how was your day?" Carole glanced at her son, noticing his face "Finn? Is something wrong?" At her words, Burt appeared in the doorway, frowning at Finn.
The four on the couch turned to look at Finn, too.
Kurt stared in concern. "Finn?"
Finn looked at them in a daze. "I...I walked into the locker-room after practice today... and Puck was making out with Karofsky." He said, still in disbelief.
Tina spat a mouthful of lemonade out all over her lap.
"WHAAAATTT?" Mercedes shrieked.
Carole's mouth fell open, and Burt said blinked like he hadn't heard right.
"Karofsky... Puck... there they were, kissing each other! Making out! Hands running..." Finn choked off.
Blaine and Kurt just looked at each other, eyebrows raised. Kurt rolled his eyes "Shocker." he muttered sarcastically under his breath.
Mercedes did not fail to notice this lack of surprise. She stared incredulously at the pair of them. "Kurt!" She demanded. "Did you just get botox, or is there a reason you do not look surprised?"
Everyone whipped around to face Kurt.
Kurt opened his mouth, and then closed it quickly, looking back at Blaine, who raised his eyebrows as if to ask, "are you going to tell them?" Kurt hesitated.
"Gaydar" answered Blaine, saving Kurt.
Mercedes took one look at Kurt and knew better, but she only narrowed her eyes at her BFF. He winced, knowing he was gonna get grilled later.
Meanwhile, Finn was still rambling in shock. "Karofsky is gay! Gay! Dave Karofsky, the most homophobic bully ever. I just can't get over it!" Finn jolted upright, staring at Kurt. "All those things he did to you! Because you're gay! All the shoving and threats... but he was gay too!"
"Wait a minute," interrupted Burt "Kurt, you knew your bully was gay?"
Kurt fiddled with the hem of his shirt.
"You knew." Burt was incredulous. "All that time... that's why he threatened you, right? Because you knew."
Kurt nodded; that was as close to the truth as he wanted to get right now.
"Bro," Finn was confused "if you knew, why didn't you tell us? He was making your life miserable; you could have turned the tables."
"It wasn't my secret to tell." answered Kurt quietly.
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Burt and Finn were watching TV in the living room, getting hungrier as they enjoyed the delicious smells that were wafting out of the kitchen where Kurt and Blaine were making dinner. Tina and Mercedes had gone home, but Blaine was staying for supper. Burt was so used to having Blaine around, he barely felt awkward about the boys' relationship anymore.
Burt titled his head, listening to the quiet conversation in the kitchen, he couldn't hear everything, but it sounded like Kurt and Blaine were still discussing Finn's news. Blaine got along really well with Finn too, and Carole liked him, and, she liked how happy Kurt was with Blaine around. Burt liked it too.
In the kitchen, Kurt added the final ingredients to the Pad Thai as Blaine stirred. "Perfect." Kurt announced, tasting it.
Blaine leaned back against the counter, smiling "Good news..."
Kurt looked up questioningly.
"My sister made it through surgery and the new liver seems to be working fine... she can come home in a couple weeks."
"Blaine!" Kurt shouted happily, wrapping him in a hug "That's wonderful!"
Blaine grinned into Kurt's shoulder. Burt and Finn pretended not to notice.
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The next day at school, the fact that Dave Karofsky, football jock and well-known bully, had been caught making out in the locker-room with Noah Puckerman was the biggest buzz McKinley had ever known; it was the only thing anyone talked about, and everyone was shocked.
Kurt found the courage to corner Puck at his locker in the morning. "So." he said, crossing his arms over his chest. "Are the rumours true?"
Puck looked up. "I totally made out with Karofsky. It's a complete secret, so, naturally the whole school knows." said Puck smugly "No one has caused an uproar like this in living memory. I dared to do what no McKinley football jock has done before and now I am the ultimate badass."
Kurt narrowed his eyes at Puck, "That's why you tried to kiss me in the auditorium." He accused. "Well, I should be mad that you tried to use me to for a popularity stunt... but I have a feeling that you, Noah Puckerman, have just made my life a whole lot easier."
"Damn straight! No outed football jock is gonna throw you in the dumpsters. I've got your back, Hummel."
Kurt smiled up at Puck. "Thank you."
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Blaine was once again at Kurt's house, this time the two boys were in the basement, sprawled on the couch, snacking and texting Wes and David, who they had plans to hang out with on Sunday, the day after their first official date.
Blaine had just let his friends know that he had an actual date with Kurt on Saturday. Kurt was resting his chin on Blaine's shoulder, watching as he texted.
He said yes :D ~B
OMWG finally! ~W&D
Kurt laughed, imagining the pair's real-time reactions.
"You know, they are going to tease us and grill us mercilessly for details when we see them on Sunday." Blaine warned, "It will be as embarrassing and awkward as Wes and David can possibly make it."
"Well, as long as they don't come along with us to 'Evita' on Saturday, I think we'll be ok."
"That's why I refused to tell them what we are doing. They would totally stalk us."
Kurt nodded "Wise choice."
DRATWATS! ~W&D
Is that another Lion King ref? ~K&B
No, FYI it means: double rainbow all the way across the sky ~W&D
Kurt and Blaine looked at each other and laughed.
It's a celebratory exclamation. we like rainbows ~W&D
You two are lunatics. We love you. c u Sunday ~K&B
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Kurt sank back into the couch beside Blaine and closed his eyes. The last week had been exhausting; physically with cheerleading, and mentally and emotionally with all the ups and downs of school and his social life.
Blaine rolled his head to look at the other boy. "Kurt?"
"Mmmm?"
"Tomorrow, at school, I want to walk down the hall with you, holding hands."
That got Kurt's attention. His eyes snapped open and he stared at the ceiling for a while, contemplating courage, his feelings, and the recent events at McKinley.
Blaine apparently thought Kurt needed some motivation. "I'll give you my gushers." He pulled a pack out from the box of snacks nearby.
"No, no, I have a fruit-by-the-foot, I don't want your gushers."
"Tell you what...I'll throw in my teddy grahams, with the gushers, so then you can make some little gusher-teddy graham sandwiches."
Kurt couldn't help but grin; Blaine was just so freaking adorable.
Blaine honestly did not expect Kurt to agree so readily, but the younger boy eventually nodded. "Shall we wear raincoats? For the inevitable slushy attack?"
"No, we're going to dress so damn fine that everyone will wish they were us."
"I have to wear my Cheerios uniform to school."
Blaine grinned. "Exactly." He waggled his eyebrows, making Kurt laugh.
"What are you going to wear?"
"Oh, I'm sure I can throw something together at the last minute" Blaine teased.
"Blaine Anderson, you'd better tell me right now!" Kurt leapt at him.
Blaine laughed wickedly and caught Kurt, spinning him around. "Nope!" he said happily.
"Blaine!"
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Kurt drove into the McKinley parking lot, feeling nervous, and yet a little bit excited in spite of himself, at the prospect of holding Blaine's hand. He had given himself a manicure last night and was wearing his best hand cream.
The countertenor stepped out of his car, smoothing out his Cheerios uniform, and walked to the front of the school to meet Blaine.
Kurt didn't have to wait long until the dark-haired boy appeared, as if by magic, in front of him. Kurt stopped and stared. Blaine was wearing the deep green button down shirt that Kurt loved so much and had told him not to wear to school. He'd paired it with a charcoal vest and fitted jeans. His curls fell over his sparkling eyes. He shot Kurt a dazzling smile. Kurt's breath caught in his throat.
"You ready to do this?"
"You look so hot." Kurt blurted. He blushed. "I mean, yes, but I'm scared."
"Don't be scared; I'll tell you jokes and keep you laughing the whole time." Blaine promised with a wink. He held his hand out toward the younger boy.
Kurt took a deep breath and grabbed Blaine's hand, squeezing it tight.
And together they walked up the steps and through the doors of McKinley.
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In the days to follow, whenever Kurt and Blaine walked down the hall hand-in-hand, they did so in relative peace and acceptance. True, they got some looks and the odd insult, but those grew swiftly less common as Puck and Finn had taken to walking around behind the couple, glaring at the crowd, as if daring them to say something. And the students in the hall knew better than to mess with Puck; after a few black eyes handed out by the Glee jocks, the anti-gay slurs had disappeared from the locker-rooms and football fields.
Everyone realized that Dave Karofsky had been the largest instigator of gay-bashing, so most of the drive to do that was now gone, plus the guys didn't want to give the gays a hard time, because that's what Karofsky did before he was outed. No one was keen to be seen as the next Karofsky.
With Quinn, Santana, and Brittany setting the tone for the Cheerios, it became strictly uncool for any student to be heard making a homophobic comment.
As for Karofsky himself, he returned to school after a short absence. No one was afraid of him anymore; he kept his head down these days; he'd lost his fear-factor, and once the gossip died down, no one really noticed him.
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Friday's Glee Club practice was almost over and there was just one number left.
"Puck," called Mr. Shue "You're up."
Puck was pretty confident he had cemented his badass reputation in the last week, but he still wanted to sing the song. He got up, straightened his leather jacket, and nodded at the back up musicians.
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Hey little girl with the cash to burn
Well I'm selling something you won't return
Hey little girl take me off the shelf
'Cause it's hard having fun playing with yourself
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Puck grabbed the mike stand and did a couple very Elvis-like dance moves.
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Once you've browsed through the whole selection
Shake those hips in my direction
A prettier package you never did see
Take me home and then unwrap me
Shop around but little darlin'
I've got to be
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The Glee Club was dancing in their seats, completely entertained by Puck's riotous performance.
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The ladies' choice"
Ladies' choice
The ladies' choice
Hey little girl looking for a sale
Test drive this American male
It's going to take cash to fill my tank
So let's crack open your piggy bank
Hey little girl goin' window shopping
I got somethin traffic stoppin
Hey little girl on a spending spree
I don't come cheap but the kisses come free
On closer inspection I'm sure that you'll agree
I'm the ladies' choice
The ladies' choice
The ladies' choice
Wow!
Hey little girl on a spending spree
I don't come cheap but the kisses come free
On closer inspection I'm sure that you'll agree
Oh, hey little girl listen to my plea
I come with a lifetime guarantee
One day maybe we'll find that baby makes three
It's the ladies' choice
I'm the ladies' choice
The ladies' choice
I'm the ladies' choice, choice, choice
I'm the ladies' choice.
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The Glee Club jumped to their feet, whooping and applauding. Santana cupped her hands to her mouth "Whooo!" she yelled. Brittany was clapping delightedly, and everyone else looked just as impressed.
"All right, Puck!" Mr. Shue clapped, laughing "Nice performance! What a way to wrap it up!"
The New Directions were dismissed and Puck and Santana walked out, arm-in-arm, wearing identical smirks.
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On Friday evening, Blaine and Kurt went for a walk after diner. It wasn't very cold but Kurt still appreciated the opportunity to make use of his scarf collection. The fashionista had also found a perfect, soft scarf for Blaine to borrow as well. They walked hand-in-hand along a trail by a creek, just as the sun was about to go down. So much had happened recently and the couple had a lot to talk about as they wandered the path.
They stopped along the edge of the water, standing shoulder to shoulder to watch the sun set. The air was cool but Kurt's hand was warm in Blaine's. The boys watched pink, orange, and gold streak across the sky, as the sun dipped behind the horizon.
Blaine turned, and suddenly was very close to Kurt, as close as when they danced. Kurt kind of stopped breathing as he saw the colours of the sky reflected in Blaine's eyes.
Kurt leaned toward Blaine, almost unconsciously, as Blaine brought his hand up to brush Kurt's cheek and trace his jaw line with a feather-light touch that rendered the boy dizzy.
Kurt leaned in a little more and Blaine followed, tilting his head slightly, until their lips were just a half-inch apart.
This was the moment Blaine had been dreaming about ever since he'd laid eyes on the blue-eyed boy on the Dalton staircase. He was determined to keep his vow, and let their first kiss be Kurt's move.
"Kurt," he breathed against the younger boy's mouth. It was a question and an answer all at the same time.
Kurt closed his eyes and tilted his chin forward ever-so-slowly until his lips were pressed softly against Blaine's.
Kurt felt his insides melt away completely, knowing nothing but Blaine: the feel of his firm lips and slight stubble, the scent of his cologne, and the way he felt Blaine's breath hitch when he brought his hand to the back of his neck as they deepened the kiss. The taste of Blaine's mouth and all the wild sensations rushing through his body.
The kiss ended slowly; their lips separated, but their foreheads remained touching, eyes closed, just enjoying the high and the feel of each other's breath on their skin.
Blaine smiled and laughed softly.
Kurt looked into Blaine's eyes, feeling completely and utterly happy. This was the best real first kiss he could have ever imagined. Kurt smiled and leaned in to kiss Blaine again.
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~The End~
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Author's notes:
-I made you wait 16 chapters for a Klaine kiss. I am possibly the cruellest person alive. But I'm impressed with your patience. All I want is a Klaine kiss on canon!Glee... but who knows how long I'll have to wait for that *wistful sigh*
-THANKYOU to all you wonderful readers. Characters say: "Thank you for loving us!" Thank you for sticking with me till the end. Thank you for all the kind and hilarious reviews, I'm so glad you liked my story.
-Zac Efron- Ladies' Choice: www(dot)youtube(dot)com/watch?v=nm2iTP1NaB4
-just for the record, I'm pretty sure Dalton is actually Hogwarts. Slow-motion hallway? That is a dead give-away.
-and now: back to canon Glee! Please enjoy your return to reality :D