AN: Normally I wouldn't really bother with a small complaint, but as it's a somewhat serious topic:
I'd like to clear up the legalities of the age gap between Kurt and Blaine. It's legal. As far as I've been able to check, the age of consent in Ohio is 16, which is Kurt's age. As for Blaine, the laws I've found said that so long as the person is within four years of the minor's age (and the minor's not younger than 16), it's fine. Blaine's 20, and thus, they're fine. If I'm wrong, I ask you to suspend reality for the purposes of the prompt. Thank you, enjoy.
Kurt woke up at nine, but didn't make it downstairs until almost 10:30. His hair was disobeying him and he'd changed outfits at least four times (which didn't necessarily help his hair). Halfway down the stairs he almost turned back to change again, but he heard Blaine's voice from the kitchen and found himself standing in the doorway soon after. "Hi." He said, nerves creeping into his voice against his will. Blaine looked really good. Kurt held in a shudder, remembering what it felt like to be kissed.
"Good morning." Blaine smiled at him and Kurt had to bite his lip to hold himself in place. Sure Blaine had accidently gone a little farther than Kurt was ready for him, but he'd backed off right away and his kisses had felt SO good… Before Blaine had left for Finn's room he'd kissed Kurt one more time, gently nipping at his bottom lip. Kurt's whole body felt alive with the memory.
"Morning, Kurt." Carole said. "I'm surprised you're not out shopping. It is Black Friday."
"It's mostly electronics right now." Kurt answered. "I don't want to be trampled for a TV I don't care about. Mercedes, Rachel and I are going at noon. There's this sale at Macy's we want to check out. Name brands more than sixty percent off."
"You like shopping?" Blaine asked, sipping on a cup of coffee.
"Love it." Kurt smirked. "Notice the clothes." He gestured at his outfit, hoping Blaine's eyes would rake over him appreciatively. He flushed when Blaine did just that.
"I see." Blaine smiled.
"You want to come?" Kurt kind of hoped he would. He kind of wanted to show him off to his girls. Blaine LIKED him; he'd never had somebody who LIKED him before. It made his heart sing.
"Nah, I don't really like shopping when it's crowded." Blaine took another sip of coffee. "Thank you though."
"Okay." Kurt kept the disappointment from his voice.
"So what'll you boys be doing today, Blaine?" Carole asked, sitting at the table with an exhausted sigh.
"I don't know. I'm waiting for Finn to wake up." Blaine shrugged. The way he leaned against the counter made such a beautiful line, Kurt wished he had a picture of it. He drank more coffee and Kurt finally remembered that he wanted some himself.
"He'll be down for a while." Carole admitted. "The day after a holiday is always the worst for him. He wakes up early and then eats all day, it makes him more tired than usual."
"That's alright." Blaine said. "I don't mind. I'm just grateful I have a place to be to begin with."
"You're a good kid, Blaine. You're welcome whenever." Kurt's phone buzzed.
"Thank you, Mrs. Hummel." A text from Rachel.
Her dads woke her up at 6 and now she was halfway to her grandparent's house. "Damn…" Kurt mumbled.
"What is it?" Blaine asked.
"Rachel's almost to her grandparent's. Her dads woke her up at kidnapped her." Kurt answered and made a displeased face. "She's the one with a car. Damn it, she was gonna pick me up."
"You don't have one?" Blaine asked.
"Well…" Kurt made another face. "Technically I have access to a car, but I'm still on probation with it. I'm only allowed to drive to school. Dad has the keys too probably."
"What happened to put you on probation?" Blaine asked.
"I still think you should have the car already, dear." Carole commented.
"Thanks, me too." Kurt sighed. "My friend was mad at me and threw a brick through the window." Kurt explained. "To be fair, I had just told her that we WEREN'T dating and I liked someone else. I still don't know how she thought we were… I'm gayer than Willy Wonka." Kurt trailed off. Mercedes hadn't ended up telling him, it was a detail that had gotten lost in his coming out.
Blaine laughed. "So you can't even use it for this? And what about your other friend, can't they pick you up?"
"Burt is still making him pay for the repairs." Carole said.
"The insurance did it for free almost." Kurt shot back.
"It's the principle of it. And between you and me, he's giving it back to you for Christmas." Carole winked.
"Really?" Kurt almost hopped out of the chair he'd found himself in at some point.
"You didn't hear it from me." And this was why Kurt loved her. "As for today, I'd let you drive my car, but I have to be to work in an hour."
"What about your other friend?" Blaine asked again.
"She's already at the mall, went with her mom this morning. Not that she has a car either." Kurt answered dejectedly. Black Friday and he was stranded at home.
"So when do you think Finn'll be up?" Blaine asked, completely changing the topic.
"I don't know, maybe one or two." Carole shrugged. "That's his usual."
"I'll drive you." Blaine turned to Kurt. "Just tell me where to go.
"Really? I thought you didn't like crowd shopping." Kurt cursed himself for mentioning it.
"I don't." Blaine said. "I was thinking of just dropping you off and coming to get you later when you're done."
Kurt's heart fell just a little.
"The door'll be locked dear." Carole informed him.
"Oh… well I guess I can stay until Finn wakes up and can let me back in." Blaine shrugged.
"You wouldn't mind?" Kurt asked, because it was polite and he was too enamored with the guy to be RUDE and just ACCEPT something from him apparently.
"No. I'll just let you buy me lunch for payment." Blaine winked.
"Okay." Kurt said eagerly. This was almost like a date… OH! Blaine had sneakily set up a date! A DATE! His first date… and it was with Blaine! The AMAZING kisser! And Kurt knew that because they KISSED! "That's fine." Kurt said, his voice a little more breathy than usual but no other sign of his joyous internal freak out discernable from his mannerisms.
Kurt was excited. No two words about it. The kid was just barely holding back from bouncing at Blaine's side. He'd been practically vibrating since Blaine had saved his shopping trip. He must really LOVE shopping.
They'd decided on the car to meet Kurt's friend Mercedes after lunch, which worked perfectly for Blaine. He wanted to talk about the kissing from the night before.
"Um… is the food court okay? I usually don't like it, who knows what's actually in that food? But the sit down places are probably bursting right now." Kurt asked somewhat shyly. He had this strange habit of fluctuating between shy and comfortable, it was kind of cute honestly.
"Sure." Blaine agreed easily. He had nothing against the food court.
Kurt, it seemed, really wasn't kidding. He didn't like the food court. After a solid three minutes of deliberation he picked his 'backup' Subway and got this vegetable concoction on wheat bread that honestly looked a little too healthy to taste good. Blaine just got an Italian hero, why fight for a different place when he wasn't crazing anything?
As Blaine tore into his sub he noticed Kurt doing some weird wrapping thing to his. "I don't spill this way." Kurt said when he caught Blaine staring.
"So…" Blaine started halfway through his sub, putting it down and staring at Kurt to get his attention.
"Yes?" Kurt asked, that excitement from before back in his voice.
"Why are you so happy?" Blaine blurted out, that was rude.
"Oh…" Kurt blushed. "Um… just 'cause I'm here… with you…" The corner of Kurt's mouth turned up in the cutest shy smile.
Blaine blinked… why would he be happy about that? Blaine's eyes widened. Unless…? "Kurt…" Blaine started delicately. "Do you think we're… on a date?"
Kurt's face fell in an instant. "We're not?" He asked dejectedly.
"…no." Blaine shook his head.
"Did you plan to ask me on a date later?" Kurt asked, a flicker of hope lighting up his face.
Now Blaine felt like a jackass. He shook his head.
Kurt bit his lip and looked to the side. "So… I made it all up in my head." He turned back to Blaine, locking eyes. "Then the kissing... and the flirting and being here with me right now, asking for lunch instead of gas money, that's not supposed to mean anything? Is that what you're telling me?"
Blaine opened his mouth to speak but nothing came out. "I…"
"You just came into my life and make out with me on my bed in my room and that's not supposed to mean anything? You just go home and make out with all your friend's little brothers." Kurt accused him angrily.
"No… I don't." Blaine protested. "I haven't done something like this before, Kurt."
"Then why? If you never planned on even asking me on one date why did you kiss me to begin with?" Kurt demanded. "Why?"
"I'm sorry, Kurt…" Blaine floundered. "It's just…"
"Do you even like me or am I convenient?"
"I do like you!" Blaine blurted. "Stop... talking… for a minute, Kurt. Stop just… jumping to conclusions and putting words in my mouth." Blaine implored, daring Kurt to interrupt. The boy just stared back with glossy eyes. "Let me get one thing straight, I DO like you. You're… you're a really cool guy and I wish I would be around more to get to know you. But the truth is, I'm in college and you're in high school. I won't see you much. Pursuing anything with you would be stupid and unfair to the both of us. So… I lost my head last night; I shouldn't have kissed you and put the idea in your head. I'm sorry I did that."
Kurt looked away. "Will I ever get a fucking kiss that counts?" Kurt mumbled quietly.
"What?" Blaine asked.
"Maybe I should just stop kissing people; it obviously doesn't work for me." Kurt continued to mumble to himself, shrugging his shoulders. "That's it, I should just stop."
"Kurt what are you mumbling about?" Blaine asked.
Kurt looked up with this fake calm expression on his face, his eyes still watery. "Nothing." Kurt said. "Nothing for you to worry about."
"No, really, what are you mumbling about?" Seriously, what was the kid on about? How could he NOT worry?
"None of my kisses end up counting." Kurt glared as he spoke. "I thought you'd break the mold, but no. My first make out session was a MISTAKE."
"Kurt…"
"And my first 'date', sham." He crossed his arms and legs, turning in his seat away from Blaine.
"Kurt…" Blaine bit his lip. "You thought this was going to be your FIRST date?" Well shit.
"I'm going to find Mercedes." Kurt said suddenly, standing up. "You can just go home and yell at Finn to wake up and let your sorry ass in." Then he was stalking off and Blaine fought back to urge to follow.
AN: I got my first review in a different language yesterday, s'was cool!
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