(5) You Shouldn't Kiss Me Like This

They Think We're Falling In Love

Blaine and Kurt arrived back at Dalton about twenty minutes later and were hanging out in Kurt's dorm. Kurt was going through his closet, looking for the perfect outfit for that night.

He'd been deciding for almost an hour now. "Why don't you just stay in your Warblers outfit? It'll save us LOADS of time."

Kurt rolled his eyes. "BECAUSE, Blaine! This is the first time I've hung out with the rest of the New Directions in a long time and the girls would just be SO disappointed in me if I showed up in just this uniform!"

"The blazer's not THAT bad! I like the blazer on you, actually. It looks cute on you!"

Kurt blushed slightly (unaware that Blaine did, too as he facepalmed) and said, "Yeah, well, even if it is cute," he smiled at the word. "It doesn't give me very many fashion opportunities... I'll be back I'm a sec..."

Kurt walked into the bathroom and changed clothing. When he came out of the bathroom, it took all of Blaine's focus not to let his jaw drop. "What do you think?"

Blaine swallowed and his eyes widened. If the blazer was cute, then this was... This was... WOW. Kurt was wearing dark navy skinny jeans that might as well been painted on. His top was a simple black medium sleeved tee that actually showed off Kurt's muscles... (Yes. Kurt Hummel had muscles. And legs... Long legs...) He was wearing his grey beret cap as well as a grey vest over the shirt.*

"Blaine?... Blaine?"

He snapped out of his daydream that involved Kurt and some slightly undapper thoughts... "Huh? Oh! Um... Yeah! It- it looks great!"

"Come on Blaine!" he told himself. "Get a grip! This is Kurt! Kurt, your FRIEND! Emphasis on the friend part. You don't think of a friend like that!"

"Ok!" said Kurt. "Well, let's go then! Am I giving you a ride or what?"

Blaine smiled. "Yeah, come on, let's go."

XXX

Klaine arrived at Breadstix about thirty minutes later. Most of the Warblers didn't actually get a chance to make it, but a few did. Wes, David, Nick, Jeff, Thad, and Trent.

Since they were such a big group (20 total) they had to get two tables and put them together so that there was five people on each of the four sides. Kurt sat next to Blaine and was surrounded by the girls, who were asking if there was any cute guys at Dalton and what it was like to be surrounded by them all the time.

Kurt laughed them off. "Yea, there are a LOT of cute guys at Dalton, and some of them are actually gay!" The girls all laughed at this, but Blaine furrowed his eyebrows. Kurt was checking out other guys at Dalton? Wait, other? He meant guys in general... Right?

Santana leaned over to Blaine and whispered, "You better make a move soon, Frodo. Before someone else snags porcelain over here..."

Blaine rolled his eyes. "I don't like Kurt like THAT, Satan."

Santana rolled her eyes right back at him and that nickname she'd earned. "You know, you're not the only ones who can see the looks you give each other. And like, seriously, you follow each other around like lost puppies. So, "just friends" my left ass cheek."

"We're just friends! I don't like him that way!"

"Sure you don't..."

Blaine rolled his eyes (He had a felling he'd be doing that a lot now).

"So Kurt!" called Mercedes. "How's life at Dalton?"

He smiled. "I've made a lot of new friends," he smiled at Blaine, who happily returned the gesture. "But most of them don't even BEGIN to compare to you guys! I just... I miss you guys a lot. I- I wish I was still at McKinley, though."

"Kurt you weren't safe there," said Blaine. "I mean after what Karofsky did, it would've made you an even bigger target, a more personal motive. When he ki-"

Kurt slapped a hand over Blaine's mouth and he shrieked in surprise.

"Blaine!" Kurt squealed. "Can I speak with you in PRIVATE!" he pulled Blaine by the shoulder off to a secluded corner of the restaurant (Santana and Puck of course couldn't help but make comments about the two sneaking off). "Are you frigging crazy!" asked Kurt.

Blaine shrugged his shoulders. "What did I do?"

Kurt put his hand to his forehead, sighed, then threw his hands down. "You were about to tell them about Karofsky!"

"I thought they knew that he was bullying you!"

"Not about THAT! About the kiss!"

Blaine's eyes widened. "You mean you haven't told them yet!"

Kurt groaned and threw his head back. "No! I haven't told them, and I don't plan on it anytime soon!"

"Well, why not? Don't you trust them?"

Kurt bit his bottom lip. "Blaine," he sighed. For some reason that he couldn't understand, Blaine's heart fluttered when Kurt said his name. "I do trust them. I trust them TOO much. They were already being very protective of me when this all started and... You're the only one I trust not to out him. What he did was wrong, and I don't believe in denying who you are, but I don't believe in outing either..."

Blaine nodded. "Ok, I promise that I won't say anything." Kurt looked down at his shoes. Blaine grabbed his chin lightly and faced it upwards. "What's wrong?"

Kurt shook his head. "I'm sorry for snapping at you like that. You've been so nice and helpful and such a great friend... And I've been such a jerk to you."

Blaine shut Kurt up by pulling him into a hug. "Just stop it... You've been just as good a friend to me as you say I've been to you." they pulled away and smiled at each other. "Come on. Let's go back to the table."

Kurt smiled and they walked back to the table and reclaimed their seats. Everyone was yelling things that the two boys couldn't quite make a sensible conversation out of.

"Don't make them do anything they don't want to!"

"But they DO want to! Plus it's a bet, sorta..."

"Seriously! 40 frigging dollars! That's a little over the top don't you think?"

"Well, it's MY pool money!"

"Um, guys?" began Kurt. "Do you mind filling us in on what the heck you're talking about?"

Puck turned to them. "Well, we were all just talking about you guys at your corner over there and we all kept making cracks about you guys making out..." Kurt was shocked at the next sight he saw: Puck almost blushing. "And well, we all realized that none of us, besides Britt and Santana and the Warblers, have ever seen two guys kiss before, so... I said that I'd give you each twenty bucks if you kissed each other for a minute."

"With tongue!" added Santana.

"No tongue!" cried Finn. "While I am just as curious as the rest of you, keep in mind that that is my baby brother!"

"He's three months older than you, though," Wes pointed out.

"That's besides the point! The point is that I don't need an image of Blaine defiling my little bro! So NO TONGUE!"

"Unless you want," added Brittany. "Which we all know they do," she added to just Santana.

"Then why don't you just tell Nick and Jeff to kiss?" asked Kurt. "They're ACTUALLY a couple."

"Because," started David. "We know that we can trust you two to keep it PG." he gave a pointed look towards Niff. Nick blushed heavily while Jeff just looked a bit triumphant. Klaine looked at each other, both trying to figure out what the other wanted. "Oh come on! It's not like it's the first time you guys have kissed!"

"WHAT!" cried the New Directions simultaneously.

"IT WAS A DARE!" cried Klaine.

Questions from the New Directions came flying from all directions.

"What was it like?"

"Was it good?"

"How long did it last?"

"Was it your first kiss with a dude?"

"Does this mean you're going out now?"

"Was there tongue?"

"Will you kiss me again like you did in your basement even though I still taste like root-beer?"

Kurt finally snapped. "ENOUGH ALREADY!" he turned to Blaine, grabbed his face with both hands and kissed him.

Blaine's eyes widened in surprise and he tensed at first, but slowly they fluttered closed and he relaxed. Sparks flew so that if someone had been holding a paper near them, the whole building could've been burnt down.

They'd been lost in the kiss for well over a minute, but all (including the spectators) were too wrapped up in it to realize how much time had passed.

Blaine forgot that he was kissing Kurt and opened his mouth just slightly, letting himself just fall deeper and deeper into the kiss... The amazing kiss that he realized was with Kurt! No! Stop this! You don't kiss your friends like this!

He pulled away slightly, prompting Kurt to do the same. They pulled their lips apart and glasz met hazel as they opened their eyes and for a second, both of them forgot where they were.

They were reminded of their location by a familiar "Wanky!"

The Warblers all had huge grins on their faces, the New Direction girls were withholding squeals, the guys mostly had their mouths hanging open, and Finn was giving Blaine a stare-down for defiling his baby brother (never mind that it was Kurt that went in for the kiss first).

They looked away awkwardly and didn't say a word to each other for the rest of the night, neither of them even collecting their money.

XXX

Kurt and Blaine were in Kurt's car, driving back to Dalton, a VERY uncomfortable silence filling the car.

Kurt was gripping the steering wheel tightly, resisting the urge to bang his head against it repeatedly. "Why?" he kept asking himself. "Why, why, why? Stupid! Stupid! Stupid! Why did I DO that! Oh you know why! Because you're in love with him! Shut up! Well, you ARE! Yeah, well I don't need the fact that he probably doesn't feel the same rubbed in my face!"

"Kurt?" called Blaine. "Are you... Are you ok?"

"I'm fine." his voice seemed a few octaves higher than normal (which was quite a feat). "What makes you think that anything's wrong?"

"Well, for one, your knuckles are whiter than usual." Kurt slightly loosened his grip. "And two, you haven't said a word the entire ride over... And believe me, there are few things scarier than a quiet Kurt Hummel!"

Kurt smiled and laughed. "It's just-" should he just tell Blaine the real reason he kissed him? How he really felt? No way... "I'm sorry for kissing you. I just, I knew that they'd keep pestering us, and I was tired of all the cracks that they kept making and-"

Blaine cut him off by laughing. "Kurt, just calm down it's ok! I-" he cut off abruptly not daring to finish the sentence. He was going to say that he actually enjoyed the kiss. That it felt good. But would that imply feelings? No, it shouldn't. You can kiss people without feelings other than friendship and it can feel good. Kurt was probably just a good kisser, that's all... A really, REALLY good kisser that has a gorgeous smile, and can make the rest of the world melt away whenever you're near him and- STOP! Again, the last thing Kurt needs is a boyfriend and you don't like him like that...

Kurt smiled at Blaine and he smiled back. The awkward silence had been replaced with a comfortable one, and they just sung along to the radio until they reached Dalton and headed towards the dorms.

Blaine decided to drop off Kurt at his dorm since it was on the way to his own. (sort of if he didn't mind making a U turn). Kurt gave one last lingering hug to Blaine and whispered, "Thank you... For everything."

And with that, he walked inside to meet Nick, leaving Blaine and his thoughts alone in the hallway.

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A/N: Up next: XMAS! Finally! I know I promised it a couple chapters ago, but I had these to write so... Yeah, I PROMISE that it will be CHRISTMASTIME!

Blaine needs a gel- ervention! LET YOUR MANE FREE! Or just take it back a notch...

PEACE!