The party went on as expected for a back-to-school party hosted by the jocks. Lots of drinking and making out.
Kurt and Blaine seemed uneasy as the party went on however. They would steal glances at each other every so often and sneak small smiles, as if they were sharing some sort of inside joke. Deep down they were.
"Who wants to play spin the bottle?!" Rachel, Finn's girlfriend, asked drunkenly.
Finn was the former quarterback before Blaine arrived on the scene. He tried to regain his position, but Coach Beiste kicked him off the team when he asked her if Artie could be a part of the team. When she finally did let Finn back on the team, Blaine had already won them three games and Finn had fucked up his knee so he couldn't play anyway.
Everybody jumped at the possibility of kissing people other than their dates, especially Kurt and Blaine. All attendees sat in a circle with an empty bottle of beer for the bottle.
"My turn!" a drunken Blaine screeched. Everybody around him smiling goofily, all the females hoping it landed on her. But Blaine wanted it to land on one Mr. Kurt Hummel, and secretly Kurt did too.
Blaine spun the bottle and it did a few rotations before slowing and finally landed on, none other, one Mr. Kurt Hummel.
All eyes got bright and nobody made a noise. Deep down inside, both Kurt and Blaine were screaming happily that they actually have a chance to kiss, but on the outside, shock covered both their faces.
"Come on bro, we're all friends here. Kissing a guy is just like kissing a girl, see," Puck drunkenly grabbed Sam and kissed him sloppily on the mouth, with lots of tongue.
Well, if Puck and Sam can kiss each other, then why can't Kurt and Blaine? Oh, because they have undeniable chemistry with each other and Kurt can't picturing what it would be like to have Blaine's lips on his.
Now it was the moment of truth. Both boys stared at each other momentarily before leaning into each other. Blaine put a hand on the floor and the other on Kurt's face to guide his lips forward. Kurt had both hands on the floor before their lips met. Oh but when their lips met, sparks began flying all around them. Their lips moved in perfect harmony and they could feel the passion behind it. Kurt eventually moved a hand to Blaine's neck and moved him closer while tangling his fingers in the nap of his hair. Thank God Blaine's gel was coming out.
After a few long minutes they pulled apart and stared at each other in the eyes, searching for some kind of conformation that they both felt the sparks when their lips met.
"That was amazing," Kurt whispered as he pulled his hand back.
"God I wish I wasn't perceived as straight, I would take you upstairs right now," Blaine growled.
Kurt's eyes widen and his breath caught in his throat. Blaine smiled and moved back to his seat next to Quinn on the floor. "Tomorrow." He mouthed at Kurt.
For the rest of the party, Kurt couldn't get that statement out of his mind. 'God I wish I wasn't perceived as straight, I would take you upstairs right now.' What the hell did that mean? Did Blaine want to have sex with Kurt? Oh God, how Kurt wanted to have sex with Blaine, but they still barely knew each other.
The next day Kurt woke up in Chandler's arms in his bed. How the hell did he get home? Who drove them there?
"Chandler. Chandler." Kurt shook the boy and he awoke with a start.
"What?" his voice was harsh and grumpy.
"How did we get here?" Kurt asked, ignoring his tone of voice.
"I drove."
What? He was shit faced like everybody else at the party.
"I wasn't all that drunk by the time you passed out."
"So you never got shit faced?"
"Nope. And I saw the way you kissed that guy, like you wanted it to happen and was upset when it was over."
Shit! Nobody was supposed to notice that except him and Blaine. Kurt shook his head and got out of the bed.
"Get out," Kurt said, his voice was strong and hard. Masculine.
"W-what?" Chandler stuttered out.
"Get the hell out of my house Chandler," his voice was still strong and hard.
Chandler looked at him bewildered, but got up anyway. He gathered his things and walked towards the bedroom door. "Can you walk me out?"
Kurt sighed and walked out of his room downstairs to the front door, opening it for him. On the other side of the door was a big surprise for both him and Chandler.