(6) You Shouldn't Kiss Me Like This

They'd Never Believe We're Just Friends

Blaine was in his dorm hanging out with Wes when his cell phone buzzed. Christmas break had just started, and earlier that week, Blaine had auditioned for a gig at the King's Island Christmas Spectacular. He'd been waiting anxiously all week to hear this call, but now he just stared at his phone, too nervous to answer.

"Answer it before you miss the damn call!" shouted Wes. Blaine still just stared. Wes rolled his eyes and snatched the phone out of Blaine's hand. "Jacks whorehouse you got the dough we got the-" Blaine snatched the phone back.

"Hello? Mr. Reynolds? Oh, uh that, yeah, that was my idiotic dorm mate Wesley... No he doesn't actually run a whorehouse..."

"Well, that's good news..." said Mr. Reynolds. Kids these days... "I just wanted to call to congratulate you on getting the part! The other judges decided that you were the best for the part and we've decided that you'll he singing "Baby It's Cold Outside" with a girl named Felicia Harris."

Blaine beamed. That was one of his favorite Christmas songs. "Oh thank you! This really means a lot to me!"

"We have rehearsal Tuesday and Wednesday at six and the show is on Thursday. See you then!"

"Ok! Thank you sooo much!" Blaine smiled radiantly.

Wes smiled at him. "Congrats bro! What song are you gonna be singing?"

"Baby It's Cold Outside. One of my favorites! Oh jeez! I need to practice! Wes, help me find my stereo!"

"It's on the mirror where you left it..." said Wes. Blaine grabbed it and headed towards the door. "Where are you going?"

Blaine stopped in his tracks. "I, uh... I was gonna go look for Kurt..." Wes raised an eyebrow. "Shut it, Wes! Even you have to admit that he's a really great singer! I just need someone to practice with and I think this song fits his beautiful voice perfectly..."

Wes kept his eyebrow raised. Did Blaine even realize that he'd basically called Kurt beautiful "Whatever you say Blainers..."

Blaine rolled his eyes and walked out the door, leaving Wes on his bed. About a minute and a half later, the gears in his head began turning. "Baby It's Cold Outside" was a flirty song... A REALLY flirty song. His eyes widened as he realized that if he was here laying on his bed, he could miss Klaine happening!

"Mother of God!" he shouted. He scrambled up and ran out of his dorm to Kurt's room. Damn! They weren't there. The next place that came to mind was the choir room.

He ran to the choir room and peeked through the crack between the hinges and the wall to see and hear Kurt saying, "Anything to get me to stop reading about Charlemagne." Wes rolled his eyes. Sure THAT was the reason he agreed to sing the song and definitely NOT because he was head over heels for Blaine.

When the music started, Wes had a feeling that the duet wouldn't really work because Blaine's voice was very mainstream and Top40, while Kurt had a more refined and versatile voice.

Boy, did Klaine prove him wrong. He was pleasantly surprised to find that their voices didn't clash as he expected. In fact, they complimented each other quite well. Wes made a mental note to keep that in mind for later song selection.

Wes kept on watching through the tiny crack as Klaine (yes, that was how he'd be referring to the pair now) danced flirtily around each other, their faces extremely close to one another. Wes had to resist the urge to run in there and smash their faces together (the sexual tension was so thick, you could cut it with a knife) especially when:

Blaine nearly grabbed Kurt's hands (Dammit Blaine! Take his hands already!)

Blaine twirled around Kurt as he sang "Put some records on while I pour."

Kurt was singing "I ought to say no no no sir." and Blaine was scooting towards him. (SERIOUSLY BLAINE! Make a move!)

Blaine played on the piano and Wes rolled his eyes (he could be such a showoff sometimes). He was OBVIOUSLY trying to impress Kurt.

Blaine sang "If you got pneumonia and died," because their faces were IN KISSING DISTANCE! But Kurt, of course, twirled away from him.

They sat next to each other on the couch, holding the last note as the song ended and laughed nervously.

Wes resisted the urge to scream in frustration. This was nearly too much for him to handle!

"I think you're ready." said Kurt.

Blaine got up from the couch just as a curly haired man was making his way towards the choir room... "Crap nugget!" thought Wes. If this man or Blaine saw him, his cover was blown.

"For the record," said Blaine. "You are MUCH better than that girl it's gonna be."

Crap, crap, CRAP! Blaine was making his way out the door and Wes had been so caught up with spying that he didn't have time to hide. It didn't help that the curly man was nearly to the door either.

Wes threw his body against the wall so that his back was flat against it and threw his hands up to cover his face... It was the best disguise he could think of on such short notice. Maybe they'd mistake him for a lamp...

It seemed to work because the curly man didn't seem to notice him as he walked in and Blaine walked out. They gave each other a quick smile and nod.

Blaine walked out and turned to the right, where Wes was "hiding".

"Wes?" asked Blaine.

Wes spilt his fingers so that he could see through them and then put them down. "Blainers! I see you've found my hiding spot so..."

Blaine opened his mouth then closed it. "I'm..." he pointed down the hall "Gonna leave now..."

Wes just rolled his eyes and walked in the other direction, passing the open door as he heard the curly man ask, "Someone special?"

Wes stopped in his tracks and his eyes widened. "No... Just a friend... But on the upside I'm in love with him and he's actually gay... I call that progress."

"Pst! Blaine!" he whispered. Blaine whirled around and raised his hands as if asking "what?" Wes waved his hand and mouthed "Come here!"

Blaine rolled his eyes and walked towards Wes and the door. "Listen!" said Wes.

"Kurt! How you doing?"

"Classes are harder, but the kids are kinder... But I miss you guys a lot though.."

Blaine's expression grew a sad smile. He knew that Kurt had been so close to the New Directions. They were like his second family. He missed them more than he would allow the Warblers to come on.

"So what brings you here? Looking for a job where pencils aren't primarily used as weapons?" Blaine looked at Wes and shrugged with a look that said "You brought me here for THIS?" It was no secret that Kurt's old school was pretty terrible.

Wes facepalmed. Oh the frustration! If he'd just gotten there about ten seconds earlier!

"No. I actually need some Holiday Help. I don't know if you know this, but I am REALLY bad at Christmas shopping. I got Terri jumper cables once... I drew Sue in the secret Santa pool this year."

Kurt's face looked like he just saw someone get kicked in the nuts... Which, from the stories Blaine had heard about Sue Sylvester, was nothing compared to going to the school where she taught.

"And you're just so good at shopping." a smile made it's way across Blaine's face. This was true.

"I have the perfect idea!" said Kurt. "Come with me!" Kurt ran out the door, and found himself and Mr. Shue nearly crashing faces with Blaine and Wes (Wes wouldn't have had a problem with Klaine crashing faces actually...).

Kurt's eyes widened and his face blanched. How much had Blaine heard? "B-Blaine?"

Blaine blushed. "Uh, sorry," he rubbed the back of his head. "Wes called me over to spy... But I seriously don't see what was so important for me to see."

"Oh..." Kurt blushed and Mr. Shue looked between Klaine and then to Wes. Wes shook his head and mouthed "Oblivious."

Kurt suddenly brightened. "Mr. Shue, would you mind if Blaine came with us? And Wes too." he added quickly.

"Not at all!" he nudged Kurt with his elbow and winked, causing Kurt to blush even more. "His friend can come too!"

Wesley smirked. More opportunities to get Klaine together...

Just then the Dalton boys heard a familiar voice coming from the end of the hallway and that all brightened. "Yoo-hoo! Blainers! I have a special Xmas message from someone special!"

Jess walked towards the group of men. She was wearing a green shirt that said, "Go Jesus! It's your birthday!" with a picture of an cartoon Jesus doing the cabbage patch with blue jeans and one red hi-top converse and one green hi-top.

Blaine laughed and wrapped her into a hug. "Who's the message from?"

They pulled away. "From ME of course! Merry Christmas to you Blainers, and Kurtie, and Wes!"

"Aww," cried Wes. "How come I don't get a cute pet name!"

"Fine. You can be Wesley!"

Wes gaped at her. "But that's the exact OPPOSITE of a pet name!" he whined. "That's my FULL name!" he crossed his arms and pouted childishly.

"Back to Wes, then!"

Wes shrugged. Better than nothing he supposed.

Out of nowhere, the maintenance closet door that was across from the choir room, and in the middle of the group, flew open and out spilled Jeff and Nick onto the floor.

They both had landed face up towards the circle of people, right in the middle of them all.

Jeff smiled sheepishly. "He-hey guys." Nick facepalmed.

They all stared at Niff. "What were you guys doing in there?" asked Wes.

Nick blushed furiously. "It's not like that!" he squeaked. "Well, I mean at first we were in here kissing, but then we saw, through the little air vent, Blaine walk in a few minutes after Kurt had, and well... We thought..." if it was possible, Nick blushed even more.

Jeff finished the thought. "We thought you two were hooking up behind everyone's back. ESPECIALLY after that kiss at Breadstix! Fwhew!" he fanned himself mockingly.

Klaine facepalmed. Of course they HAD to bring that up. "We are NOT going out!" said Blaine. "We've kissed each other twice in front of you! Don't you think that if we were going out, we'd have fessed up by now?"

"Well, I think we all need more convincing." Jeff pointed toward the ceiling in the spot right between Klaine. From there hung a sprig of mistletoe.

"Ok, that was not there a second ago," said Kurt.

Blaine rolled his eyes and leaned over and pecked Kurt on the mouth. It took every ounce of focus he had not to deepen it. He pulled away a few seconds later. "Satisfied?" he asked with his eyebrows raised.

"Actually, NO!"

Kurt cut in before anyone could say anything else. "Ok! Maybe we should get a move on! The mall closes at ten and it's already 6:30. Jeff, Nick, Jess, you're all welcome to join us if it's fine with Mr. Shue."

Mr. Shue nodded.

"Ok, then. Onward my noble steeds!"

XXX

A/N: I just love to say, "onward my noble steed" to my friends :) again, I apologize for the sucky ending...

Also, I was rewatching Original Song and guess what I noticed… PUCK WAS CRYING DURING CANDLES! FU*KING HALARIOUS AND SWEET :D

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