AN: I haven't decided how much canon I will incorporate into this. If I do, it'll take a little longer to update (mainly because I am lazy). Thanks for all the reviews and alerts! I love it. And here is the story.
Chapter 8
Kurt changed into a new outfit, his old one crinkled a bit from all the sleeping and cuddling. He gave Blaine a smirk as he slid off his boxers and pulled on a pair of tight jeans with nothing underneath. Blaine smirked at this but went to the mirror to finish fixing his hair. They grabbed their phones and wallets and left the house. Deciding to take Blaine's car, they headed for their traditional date restaurant: Breadstix.
On the way there, Blaine blasted a playlist put together for the two of them to sing along to. Arriving at Breadstix, Blaine rushed around the car to hold the door open for Kurt.
"My, what a gentleman." Kurt teased, rolling his eyes as he stepped out of the car. Walking up to the door to the restaurant, Kurt grabbed it and held it open before Blaine could.
Blaine chuckled. Teasing back, he quipped. "My, what a gentleman." Kurt gave him a light shove in the back as they approached the host stand.
The lady behind it gave them a quick smile before grabbing some menus and bringing them to their normal table in a less crowded part of the restaurant. "Have fun you two." She said as she handed them the menus before returning to the front of the restaurant.
Blaine and Kurt both smiled back and immediately put their menus at the edge of the table. They had been here so often that most of the employees recognized them and they had the menu memorized. "You ever consider trying a new place?" Kurt asked as he looked around at the half-empty restaurant.
Blaine gave a grin even as he replied. "Nah. Why mess with perfection?"
Kurt met his eyes, raising an eyebrow. "Perfection? Have you actually ever tried their breadsticks? They are hard as rock."
Blaine chuckled, reaching over to grab one of the breadsticks. Gripping it with both hands, he started trying to bend it. It snapped in half. "You may be right there." Setting it down, he brushed his hands off on his napkin before grabbing Kurt's hands. "But it doesn't matter. This is our place. One day we will tell stories about our dating years and they will all begin 'One time at Breadstix'."
Kurt gave him a look and said in a very dry voice. "How romantic. A reference to American Pie. You are never picking a movie again." Blaine gave him puppy dog eyes at that. "No." Blaine let his lip quiver a little. "Blaine, put the lip away. Fine. You can pick movies. Just stop." Kurt laughed at the look on Blaine's face.
Blaine gave a little cheer at Kurt's acquiescence and gave their conjoined hands a squeeze. The moment was broken up as their waitress came up to the table.
"Oh, it's you two again." She picked up their menus and began writing in her notepad. "So that'll be a coke, a diet coke, a plate of spaghetti, and a dinner salad." The boys both gave her a look and she responded with a smile. "You two come here every week and order the same thing every time. Am I supposed to pretend to not remember?" She chuckled as she walked away from the table.
The two met eyes and started laughing. "I guess we are a bit predictable huh?" Blaine managed between chuckles.
Kurt shook his head. "I don't mind." The laughter stopped and they just looked at each other for a moment, taking it in.
"I'm really glad I have what I have with you Kurt." Blaine said, eyes smoldering with love.
"I am too." Kurt smiled, leaning in for a quick peck before quickly pulling back, knowing they were in Ohio. After a few moments of quiet, he continued. "Now what was it you were saying earlier about plaid next season?"
Quickly picking up their conversation from before, they proceeded to talk about fashion, then cars, then sports as they received their food and ate. After paying ("It's totally my turn this time, Kurt"), the two stood up to leave.
Kurt was bumped into by a middle-aged lady who was quite overdressed for Breadstix. "Well, excuse me. Watch where you are going, young man." She said, looking down at him pretentiously.
Kurt gave her his best "Bitch-look". "I was. Maybe you should try it. Or can you not see past the nose job?"
The lady huffed. "Why I never. How rude. Of course I suppose that is what one should expect from someone living in a cow town in the middle of Ohio." Kurt turned red at her words. He may insult Lima, but that didn't give this woman the right. You had to live there to earn that right.
Seeing Kurt open his mouth to continue, Blaine reached in and grabbed Kurt's arm. Pulling at him, he spoke quietly but firmly. "Let's go. Now, Kurt." Kurt glared at him but allowed himself to be led away.
Once they got to the parking lot, Kurt pulled his arm out of Blaine's grip. "That woman was so rude. Honestly, the nerve to tell me to watch where I'm going. And did you see how she looked at me? Like I was something beneath her shoe. Trying to act like some rich person when she was clearly wearing knock-offs. And poorly." Kurt ranted as he stalked over to the car.
Blaine followed at a more sedate pace. Instead of unlocking the doors and getting in, he followed Kurt over to the passenger side. He stepped close to Kurt and trapped him against the door. "Stop. Now. Take a deep breath. And be quiet." He glared as Kurt opened his mouth. Kurt snapped his mouth shut and glared back for a moment before closing his eyes and tilting his head back. Taking a few deep breaths, he rolled his shoulders out and looked back at Blaine. Blaine saw Kurt was calmer and nodded. "Good. Now, we are not going to let this ruin our night. We will continue our date. Consider yourself warned now though. You do anything else tonight and you will be in serious trouble. Got it?"
Kurt shivered a bit at those words and responded. "Yes, Blaine."
Blaine continued to hold Kurt in place for a few moments and continued staring him down until Kurt squirmed a bit and looked down. "Good."
With that word, he pulled out his key and unlocked the car. Opening the door, he gestured for Kurt to get in and he walked around to his own side.
Once both boys were buckled in, he turned the car on and asked "What movie theater are we going to?" Kurt gave him a quick glance before looking down again.
"You pick." He said quietly, picking at his nails.
Blaine put the car into drive and pulled out of the parking lot. Turning left, he headed for the theater that played all old movies. The car was silent for a few minutes with the lights of Lima illuminating the inside of the car. Then "Sorry."
Kurt looked over at Blaine, taking in his tensed jaw and slight glare still on his face. He sighed and looked back down.
Hearing the sorry and the sigh, Blaine looked over and saw Kurt with a morose look on his face. He reached over and grabbed his hand as he returned his focus to the road. The two stayed silent for the rest of the trip.
Pulling in, Blaine got out of the car and opened Kurt's door again. Instead of commenting, Kurt just grabbed Blaine's hand for a quick squeeze before heading into the theater. Purchasing tickets to see some old black-and-white movie, they headed into the screen room and sat in the back. Kurt left the armrest between the two of them up and snuggled up against Blaine.
Blaine pressed a kiss to Kurt's head and slung an arm around his shoulders. The theater was empty except for the two of them and Blaine began quietly running a commentary on the silently playing commercials.
After a remark about the peanut M&Ms having an affair with the Sour Patch Kids made Kurt let out a giggle, he turned to look up at Blaine. The two boys met for a kiss and were soon making out. They startled a bit when the sound clicked on and they pulled apart to watch some previews but they soon returned to making out. Not realizing it, they missed the entire movie. Kurt was practically in Blaine's lap and was grinding against him when they heard a throat clear.
"You need to leave." A young teenager in an orange vest was standing there, staring at the two of them with a strange look on his face. Kurt gave him a quick once over and stood.
"We will. I think we are tired of being here anyways. The total lack of design skills is beginning to give me a headache and your uniform is really not helping matters. Besides, I can't have sex with my boyfriend in public." Kurt shot at him, trying for a reaction, not wanting to let him get away with his homophobia.
The usher blushed and looked down. He coughed uncomfortably before responding. "Theater policy. Movie ends, you have to leave. Didn't mean to offend you. I-I um it's my first day. Sorry. Have a good night." He stammered out before retreating out of the room.
Kurt watched him leave, afraid to look at where Blaine was still sitting. He had definitely misread the situation and Blaine was going to kill him. After standing still for a few moments, he started moving towards the stairs. "Well, you heard him. Time to go. Come on honey." He said nervously, still not looking Blaine's way.
"Kurt."
Kurt stopped and turned, forcing himself to meet Blaine's eyes. Blaine looked calm as he started towards Kurt. His eyes however were flashing with anger. He grabbed Kurt's arm once more and pulled him in.
"We aren't leaving just yet. You are going to find that poor usher and apologize. Then we will go. Understood?" Blaine stared deep in Kurt's eyes, registering the slight fear and panic at his order.
"But, I can't, Blaine I-" Kurt started stammering only to be cut off.
"It is either 'Yes, Blaine' or safeword. Now do you understand?" Blaine gritted out.
"Yes, Blaine." Kurt sighed, not wanting to do this but knowing that safe-wording out of it would just be a lie to Blaine. The two walked down the stairs. When they got to the door leading out to the lobby, they saw the young usher holding open the door, not meeting their gazes.
Kurt took a deep breath and spoke quickly, before he could overthink it and get embarrassed. "I'm sorry." Glancing back at Blaine, he saw him quirk an eyebrow up and gesture for him to continue.
He turned back to the usher and continued. "I was being rude about the décor and your clothes and the whole sex thing" (Kurt blushed here as he recalled the comment he had made about sex) "and I apologize."
The usher, having caught the small interaction between the two, gave a small smile. "It's all right. Seems like you have a good guy there. Very, ehem, responsible. You two have a good night."
Kurt blushed, realizing that the boy had seen the look Blaine had given him. "Yeah. You too." He mumbled out. Blaine grabbed his hand and squeezed before leading him back to the car. Once again, the two were silent as they got in and buckled up. Blaine started the car and began driving it back to Kurt's.
Kurt just stared out the window, not wanting to look over at Blaine, knowing he had disappointed him. And after being warned. Kurt could just kick himself. He folded his arms across himself and sat still for the ride home.
AN: So Kurt has already gotten himself in trouble. It may seem fast but I just don't see Kurt immediately being able to conform to the rules. Let me know what you think!