SURPRISE!
I wasn't going to update yet but la la la la...a gift as it were!
Guys I have never had this kind of feedback this early for a fiction so far...I mean it truly does warm my little Klaine heart that you would love this that much. I am writing this in dedication to my friends, Tammy, Martha, Jane and Ammy who inspired me to keep writing and knowing that "never saying never" is a mantra to live by.
I love you girls so this chapter is for you!
I would also like to thank my friend Chris ( you know who you are ) for giving me insight on this chapter where I may have been lost otherwise. Xoxoxoxo hehe Flail!
So on with the show...and remember that I own nothing. If I did...Klaine would be endgame...as in written in fucking stone! That is all!
Bittersweet Symphony
Forgotten friends and reconnecting
(KPOV)
Okay, so I may have been a little forward before when I gave Blaine my number, but I never knew what a moron I had been when I left the note on the top that said 'Call me'. Asking someone who was deaf to call them was kind of like waving at Stevie Wonder, the face palm was a give in.
That night I had wandered home, not taking the cab that I should have but merely walking the snow covered New York streets, and it was a long walk. I couldn't wrap my head around what had transpired between Blaine and I. I mean, first I was just there to critique another opera boy wonder, then I got my panties in a twist apparently and argued with the opera head, scared the fuck out of a gorgeous stranger only to meet him again under uncontrolled circumstances, and finding myself enraptured by the man.
The night was a serious clusterfuck of information and sensations, and it was all topped up by Blaine. Beautiful Blaine, whom I still don't see as deaf. It's not a disability but merely something about him that's just him. Aside from me being a motor mouth and Blaine having to stop me on occasion I thought the night was a complete success. Which was the utter opposite from what it started out as.
I was loving everything about Blaine already, and it was scary as hell.
I mean I had only met him a few hours prior and I was lost in every small detail about him. The way his eyes lit up when he smiled, the slightly calloused feel of his finger tips which suggested he played a string instrument as well as piano. The gentle bounce to his hair when it was springing free from the slightly gelled prison it was contained in, and the smooth sound of his laugh and voice.
Damn it Hummel you just met the guy!
That night, after a 2 hour walk home almost, I spent a long time just sitting in my suit, having no energy to immediately start my nighttime skin regiment and just thought. I replayed the night over and over in my head and it was making me dizzy and grin like an idiot at the same time.
Pav sat on his perch chirping softly as he watched me fight a war within myself over that night's actions. Was I too forward? Should I really have kissed his cheek goodnight or did I cross that boundary? I mean I know now that he was gay when he mentioned his ex-boyfriend, but I had never said in so many words that I was gay as well. Most people that met me assumed this right off the bat but I don't know if Blaine got that particular vibe off me or not.
I was over thinking things and I knew that I had to stop or I would make myself sick with worry. This was another reason that I kept people at a distance, I had a never ending fear of getting hurt for exposing myself. That was why Jackson's an my relationship had worked on the level that it had. After my last real attempt at a relationship, Jackson was my comfort zone, no feelings, no attachments just the physical relief we needed. I had been hurt so many times by so many people that putting up my walls and involving feelings made me cold, calculating and always a very wary person. I never knew what relationships really were and what they meant, I locked my heart away so that I could focus on myself and my career because that was something I could control.
Rachel, and even Mercedes when we kept in touch, had told me that I was one of the most loving people they had ever met and to deny myself that experience, the love of another, was ludicrous. So as I finally succumbed to peeling my butt off my couch and turning my thoughts to sleep, I grabbed my phone and looked at it again, silently hoping that my new 'friend' messaged me.
Not yet, but then again, it had only been a few hours.
Before I went to sleep, despite the hour, I sent a message to the one person I knew that could help me sort out my thoughts.
Hey, sorry for the late hour and the lack of contact recently but I've been busy. Sorry :( But... I was wondering if you could meet me for lunch or something tomorrow, I have some things I want to talk to you about and we can discuss Thanksgiving too so Rachel gets off your back about it, sound good? Love ya xx - K
After putting my phone down it was only a matter of minutes before I heard it buzz back. God knows what Finn was doing up at this ungodly hour but my guess was it had something to do with worrying about his shop or a new video game that just demanded his attention.
Hey man! Glad to finally hear from you :) It's been too long Kurt, and yeah I don't know what's on your mind but lunch sounds totally awesome! Same place as usual? I'll be there at 12:30, you know I love my food. See you then bro! X Love ya too, later – Finn
God did he not know me at all? He still called me bro, dude and man, even in text, I swear there was no good reason that I harboured a crush on my not then step brother ten years ago. But now him and I had the best friendship we could have asked for and he really was the only guy that I could connect to like this, and honestly there were times when a guy just needed his brother right?
That night was full of fistful dreams of hazel eyes and unheard song.
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My worry about the other night only intensified when I woke up to find that Blaine still hadn't left me any messages and I was starting to feel like a stupid teenager again. I dressed casually, well for me anyway, and made my way out into the now much warmer pre-winter air but still no less snow covered streets. I made me way to the corner to hail a cab to meet Finn, and I felt somehow better knowing I would see my brother, which was a feeling that i hadn't experienced in a long while.
Yup...Finn would make me feel better, the big guy had a knack for that kind of thing.
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(BPOV)
Blink Blink Blink...
I got up from the floor where I was sitting in front of my piano. I know that sounds weird but think Beethoven. Okay I guess it still sounds weird but when I purchased the hand me down Grand that was now sitting in the centre of the large room in my flat, I had sawed off the legs. A sacrilege I know for such a beautiful instrument, but having the belly of the piano on the floor helped me feel the music and hear it better. I was trying with all my might to keep my thoughts away from Kurt and the previous night and nothing helped clear my mind then the endless pursuit of writing my symphony...but I was yet to be inspired. I was barely passed the first movement in it's completion and I had been working on it off and on since last year. Yeah I really wasn't inspired much these days, so I called my muse.
The blinking light caught my attention so I knew that my invited guest had arrived, I hadn't seen him in a long time it seemed, but I knew that it was definitely time for a reunion.
I got up and made my way over to the door, the grin on my face growing exponentially as I looked through the peep hole to see my long time friend. Opening the door I was met with a curt greeting.
"Blaine."
"Nick." I mimicked.
He stood there with his arms crossed and it was a stance that would scare some.
"Finally crawling out from under your rock Anderson?"
"Oh shut up Duval and give me a hug will ya?"
I always loved Nick's smile, and he was always in a state of wearing it and now was no exception as we fell into a big brotherly hug, and that's really what we were...forever Warblers, forever brothers.
"Oh my god it's good to see you Nick! How long has it been?"
We pulled away to look at each other. Nick looked great, he had cut off the slightly shaggy mop from high school in his senior year and decided to keep sporting it. God it really had been so long since I saw this guy, we used to be such good friends back at Dalton.
"Almost a year Blaine, and as much as I love this little love fest we have going, I would like to come in out of the cold hallway if that's okay?"
"Ha ha sure sorry...come in make yourself at home."
I gestured him in, taking his coat and hanging it on the old hat rack I still had after all these years. Actually most of my apartment still resembled my youth, or the old man living in it anyway. The polo pictures still hung on my walls in my bed room, the antique furniture that I had every where in my home gave it the impression that there was a seasoned old bachelor living here, which was sometimes how I felt...I covered up by saying that I was nostalgic and loved antiques, not that I was old fashioned.
After grabbing a beer for me and him from the fridge I settled down on the couch beside him, feeling the all to familiar position we were in, like we were back in high school all over again.
Nick had filled out, no doubt from all those exotic adventure trips him and Jeff had taken after college, and he was sporting a tan in November in New York, so it couldn't have been long since Jeff and him got back from their last hurrah. There was never an odder couple nor happier one that I had known in my years than Jeff and Nick.
"So...what's eating you Blaine? I know that we promised to catch up once we moved here, but that was 6 months ago and you haven't really made that big of an effort, aside from sharing the odd text. So when Jeff told me that you left this long convoluted message on our answering machine, you must have been really twitchy to actually use the phone man, about needing and wanting to see me...I gotta ask what gives?"
Nick had learned to sign a few years back now. He was a fairly well known business man and spoke 5 languages, and he figured if he could master the art of the spoken language, it was probably in his best interest to learn the unspoken one as well. Little did he know how helpful it would actually be for one of his best friends.
"Yeah sorry about that, and no I am not apologizing for my absence or feeling sorry for myself, we talked about that and my self worth. Thank you for always being there for me with that, but this time it isn't about something bad...it's something good actually...well I think it's good...okay let's try that again...I need some advice."
Nick was already laughing at me, although trying to hide it shamelessly.
"Uh oh...Anderson needs advice, this should be interesting."
"Shut up...it's n-nothing big, but then it kinda is...well I sorta met this guy...and well I-I dunno how to exactly put this.."
"Oh god Blaine you're stutter signing...what have you gone and done?"
"Nothing! I swear and dammit Nick stop laughing at me, even if you aren't saying it out loud your giggling ass is shaking the couch cushions and I can feel it you jerk!"
I shoved him lightly and it almost made him spill his beer.
"Oy watch it Blaine, that's alcohol abuse!"
The giggling continued with both of us joining in and this is why I knew Nick was the one to call. He seemed to make everyone relax in hi presence and he was always wise beyond his years; a good man through and through.
Whether he was giving advice from the "Book Of Duval" as it were, or whether it was just a listening ear or the sheer magnitude of his company, Nick was always my best buddy to have around and I mentally kicked myself at the epiphany that I should have called him over sooner. I had to remind myself to call him over again, maybe with Jeff too, I did love that blonde caffeinated boy, and just hang out for once in my life. I really was an old soul sometimes.
"Okay so I met this guy...and he's beautiful, like ridiculously so.."
"Um so are you Blaine...I've told you this numerous times. If I wasn't head over my own loafers in love with that crazy man of mine then I would have so been into you back at school."
I think my eyebrows might have shot off my head at that point.
"Really? You've never said that to me before?"
"Hmm, with age comes honesty Blaine, we're grown men now...well some of us grew more than other. I think Jeff stole some of my youth and thus some of my ability to grow and use it for his own purposes, but you have no excuse for being short other than genetics."
"Oh ha ha ha very funny man, but seriously that's one of the nicest things anyone has ever said to me. The flattery not the height jab."
"Well... you're welcome Blaine...so who's Mr. Beautiful."
"Oh god this is the messed up part...its...well it's..."
"Spit it out already man I'm going grey here."
"Kurt Hummel...the opera singer."
There was a pause and I could hear the wheels turning his brain but his expression remained mostly blank.
"Huh."
Okay, so Nick was infamous for his one word noncommittal 'thinking' answers that made you wait on hand and foot for his real response.
"Okay and the problem is what Blaine?"
"I dunno...should I call him, I don't know if he's really into me or anything but I just...uuugh, I don't want to let my walls down for just anyone ya know? Unless I'm sure."
"Hmmm who is he again?" Okay I might have been a little irritated by my friend's lack of knowledge or listening skills.
"Kurt Hummel."
"Never heard of him." He has got to be joking with me.
"Never heard of him?...Are you insane! You call yourself a music producer who's supposed to be eclectic and well versed and yet you've never heard of him!. Oh my god Nick, he's a countertenor, the youngest to ever have been given the privilege of performing Handel's Messiah at the Met 3 years ago. He's a TA like me, only at Julliard, and a talent that is incomparable in my eyes, I went to see him with Ty when I could still hear. I called you that night remember. I was blown away. He sung like a fucking angel, and then I got to meet him last night and he blew me away again! He talked to me Nick...to me! Not at me! He didn't care about my disability. He stayed around and talked to me, and bought me a drink and gave me his number and god...he just blew my mind with his sweetness and sincerity, and he's just...beautiful Nick. In every sense. And the fact that you haven't heard of him, not even a whisper from that high perch of yours at Niffty Records, which is still a stupid name by the way, and then you...what is so goddam funny?"
I had become so animated in my rant that I hadn't laid eyes on Nick since I started. He was turning pink from holding in his laughter and once I asked him what was so funny, he burst out into a full cackle that I hadn't heard in years. I actually heard him and despite being royally pissed at the guy for a moment, a smile traced my lips.
"Feel better man?"
"Um okay I'm still confused as to why you are laughing at me?"
"Oh Blaine you never truly lost that cluelessness you had in high school huh?...Well I asked if you felt better after that little rant for a reason...the reason being is you answered you're own question from earlier."
"Okay break it down for those of us who aren't in the Duval loop please?"
He placed his beer on the dark oak coffee table still smiling and shaking his head.
"Blaine you called me here to hang out but to mostly get advice as you said on whether or not you should follow through and contact this guy again. I decided to play dumb...of course I've heard of Kurt Hummel you moron! When we get together with Wes on occasion he gushed about the guy, you know his wife is addicted to opera and wants to see him on stage again...like yesterday. But not the point. I made one reference that I hadn't heard of him and you charged on the defensive. You gushed Anderson, fucking gushed about a guy you met once and I haven't seen you this jovial in years man! You literally lit up like a fucking Christmas tree about him and you ask me if you should text or contact him? I ask you why the hell you haven't yet? Case closed, point, set match Duval...aka this guy."
Nick you sneaky brilliant bastard.
"So...that long misconstrued attempt at embarrassing me and kicking me in the ass means yes I gather?"
If he wanted to play dumb then I could play dumb too.
"Oh shut it Anderson and tell me more about this guy...you know I'm going to have to meet him if he's swept my little Blaine off his feet?"
"I have not been swept thank you Nicholas, (he hated his full name), but god I think I just might eventually be."
"Is this the acceptable place to for two gay men to squeal like 14 year old girls and it be totally acceptable?"
"I think it just might."
Thankfully I was deaf or I may have had to endure the squealing queens that we were acting like. Two fully, (well sorta), grown men, swapping boy stories and having way too much fun doing it.
"I missed this...thanks Nick." I spoke and signed, as if by doing that it would make it ring more true to my hearing friend.
"I missed it too Blaine, let's not try and wait so long between visits now? Since we live just across town and all."
"I know and that is a promise man...we will get together more often. So since we're on the topic of men that make us crazy, how's yours?"
"Oh god, do you have more beer? Because this is going to be a long conversation..."
I chuckled and scoffed at his lack of faith in my alcohol stocking skills. As if the part animal that I was in high school died there. So I got up to retrieve more beverages, knowing full well this was going to be just like our vacations off when we were at Dalton, sitting at my parent's house, which never contained my parents, and drinking and being just us.
"Oh I've got all day Nick...now where did we leave off..."
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(KPOV)
"Kurt!"
Like there was ever a time when he needed to make himself stand out, like I couldn't see his gigantic head popping over top of the booth from the window near the side of restaurant. Oh Finn.
I smiled and just nodded and excused myself through the diner on the a busy Saturday afternoon. Leave it to my brother to find the one set of seats in the most obscure part of the diner. Nothing Finn did was ever out of grace or planning, he just bumbled through life, sincere and smiling. And although it was infuriating at times it was one of the main reasons why I grew to love my step brother as much as I had in the last 9 years, he was a giant child but with a heart of gold.
Our hugs were the favourite part of my day when I was with him, and today was definitely no exception.
"Hey Finn." I said as I gripped maybe a little tighter than usual onto my brothers shoulders.
"Hey little bro...have you gotten skinnier man? Don't you ever eat?"
"Yeah I do Finn.." We sat down at the booth once I rid myself of the hug from my brother and my winter coat, " I just don't tend to eat half of a cow in one sitting. I leave that job to my little big brother."
"Dude, you're 3 months older than me...that doesn't make you the big brother. We've been through this...besides despite you and I being just about the same width now, I still got like 4 inches on you...little brother."
"Semantics Finn...and don't call me dude, come on how many times more do I need to say that?"
"Uh at least one more?" He winked and some would think he was flirting with me...the ones that new him...he was being a dork.
Our waitress came up just then, and before I could even say a word, Finn spoke up.
"Uh hi. Um I'll have a chocolate milkshake again, yeah the biggest one you have, and the banquet burger special. Aaaaannndddd...he will have the house Cobb salad with dressing on the side and a diet coke, but oh can you get it for him in a tall glass and with a wedge of lime? Thanks Hun."
Finn despite his flaws knew me well, even down to my normal drink order for lunch.
"Thanks Finn."
"No problem dude...uh Kurt...sorry it's just a reflex I know you hate it."
"It's fine Finn really...just forget it. How have you been?"
"Good actually...I've finally started to make steady payments on the shop, the loan is finally getting paid off, I guess since Burt gave me a little money to help out since he sold the shop.."
"What? When? How come he never told me about this? I mean I knew he was planning on selling it but I never knew that he actually sold it!"
My brain was going a mile a minute, the reason why I needed to talk to Finn in the first place completely erased from my memory as I took in what Finn was telling me.
"He did try and tell you Kurt, but you haven't exactly been taking anyone's calls recently. Mom tried you a few times too to tell you the good news, and that your dad was going to stay a full time minor politician, the lessened physical strain has been doing wonders for his blood pressure and well...you just haven't been around that much Kurt."
I dropped my head and sighed, all but forgetting the hurt and confused act because I knew as well as Finn did, that I had been a little shut off from the family recently. I had alienated myself in my gilded cage of the arts because honestly I felt safe there. Lima, Ohio was my home although I would deny it profusely to some, and it would forever remain as such. I just closed myself off from it because there were too many painful memories, too many injured thoughts from that place and my time in high school that I blocked it out and escaped...New York was my escape.
This alienation did bother me sometimes, especially where my family was concerned, and this was no exception.
"I know...I'm sorry Finn. I know I say that a lot these days and I know that I've been jading myself away from you and Rachel, dad and Carol...I've just had a lot on my mind."
Another thing I liked about Finn was his ability to leave open statements like that alone. He never fished for immediate answers and sometimes the contented silence was what was needed in the conversation.
We changed topics, I let Finn drone on about the music shop and how business was going. He said that Puck was planning on coming over for a bit during Thanksgiving and that he was dying to see how his little princess was doing.
I, of course rolled my eyes and remembered somewhat fondly on the mohawked man that was Finn's best friend throughout most of high school. Noah aka "Puck" and I had an interesting relationship that started out as tormentor and tormented and blossomed into a well... princess and knight type of deal. Noah seemed to be my guardian during the last few years in high school and we bonded in the weirdest but best way. I tutored him and got him good enough grades and he protected me from the continuous onslaught of bullying that plagued my time in Lima. Plus there was Glee, the reason any of us really bonded in the first place, our love of music. Finn, him and I spent a lot of time together in the end, mostly because Noah loved watching me school Finn at certain video games.
I was interested in seeing Noah, it had been a almost a year since the last reunion, and I probably had an overflow of emails from him and rest of the New Directions...I just hadn't cared or thought about it until now. Something in me felt different and I guess that's why I had the sudden urge to call Finn.
"So...you know I love seeing you bro, but it is pretty irregular nowadays, so ummm...I guess I'm wondering what's up? Suddenly miss your brother?" His ability to hit the nail on the head, even during my inner musings, astounded me sometimes.
I was fiddling idly with my salad not really paying attention until he said this, and it brought me back from a semi daze that involved hazel eyes and a kind smile.
"Oh um...well I just needed to talk to you about some stuff."
"Wha kinna swuff?" He, of course, had a mouth full of cheeseburger.
"Chew, swallow then talk Finn...are you really 25 sometimes? I swear you're a gigantic toddler."
He only smiled and chewed more exaggerated, giving me a full view of the half masticated cow and all it's glory.
"Oh god Finn..." I could help but laugh at him. He was so simple sometimes but literally the sweetest guy I think I had ever known. After the small giggle fit expired he leaned in and put his hand on mine trying to get me to focus my attentions. A gesture like this would have never happened back when I first met him. He wasn't a closeted homophobe by any means, but he was always wary around me when he found out I had a stupid teenage crush on him. Once that awkwardness was over though, and his mom married my dad...it was like we were meant to be brothers...it was just as simple as that.
"Hhhhhh sorry Finn, I just, I guess I've been an ass recently and I guess you could say I've finally gotten the figurative kick in the knads that I needed."
Finn laughed and it really was contagious sometimes.
"You have been kind of an ass recently Kurt, but I get life can be sometimes a little much ya know? So who do I get to thank for kicking you in that pompous butt of yours?"
"Funny...well you see that's the reason I wanted to meet up with you. I've had a sort of epiphany...that's an idea Finn..."
"I know!...Uh I think...anyway continue, knad kicker, who is he?"
"Oh god okay, so you know that I've been a little well... closed off, I think is a nice way of putting it."
"*cough* understatement *cough*"
I ignored the jab with a slight bitch glare but succeeded the comment for now and just let it slide.
"Well anyway...I kinda met someone and god knows that's not knew for me.."
"I'm going to ignore that file it away in the 'don't need to know that about my brother's personal life category'."
"Childishness aside brother dear, his name is Blaine, Blaine Anderson and I guess you could say he's opened my eyes a little. I-I...fuck well, I let him see the real me Finn."
Finn just stopped chewing and looked at me like I had just said I was straight or something. It was a very awkward silence for the few minutes that it lasted before he actually said something.
"Wow...um...wow. How long have you known this guy?"
"A-about 24 hours, if that."
Finn nearly spit out all of his food, coughing a little uncontrollably and seemingly falling over his own words as they trickled out of his mouth.
"A-are you serious Kurt? I mean you don't..I mean you've never let anyone...I mean...wow bro."
I ran my fingers through my hair which apparently made Finn's eyes bug out more. I never let anything effect my appearance. I swear that I could avoid rainstorms if I was having a good hair day, and only because I wouldn't let mother nature win. And here I was messing up my hair subconsciously in frustration and something that resembled exhilaration.
"I know. I know. God I just...Finn I'm so messed up! I've been literally hiding here, I haven't let myself live for god knows how long and for what reason, my pride? I mean, I live five minutes from my brother, and off and on again best friend and do I see them? No. I have the most supportive family I could ask for and am I even around to talk about their lives? No. I mean shit, Mercedes is expecting her first baby in 6 months and I found out from you...Me, who was one of her best friends in high school and Cedes was one of the hags of my dreams and I found out about her pregnancy through my clueless brother! No offence but women issues are not really you're forte Finn."
"None taken."
"It's just all these things were completely oblivious to me Finn. I had shut myself off from my life and I thought I was good with that, putting myself first ya know? I left behind my true self in favour of someone tougher and I promised myself that I would never go back to being that weak and with one date...one measly little date with a guy I hadn't really met or properly introduced myself to, and something clicks. I haven't been this confused and this exposed and I don't like it Finn! I don't even know this guy and I let him in...all those years of you and Puck trying to keep me together and helping me build these strong walls and I let them fall!"
Finn raised his hands gesturing emphatically for me to slow it down.
"Easy bro easy. Look, you know what's wrong Kurt? It's pretty simple ya know, and I thought you were the super smart one here."
Rolling my eyes was a regular occurrence with him. "What?"
"Nothing. You're human Kurt. You just chose to forget that for a while, and I guess this guy Blair..."
"Blaine."
"Yeah Blaine, made you realize that life can surprise you, and remind you that letting someone in can be a great thing man."
He said it like it was the most natural thing in the world to say, as if it was second knowledge or something that I should have always known.
"Ummm I guess...I guess you m-might be right."
I never liked admitting when Finn was right and it made my mouth taste a little sour but I could never miss the lighthearted expression that he sported when I told him that on occasion.
"So, you gonna see him again? Blaine I mean...I like this dishevelled honest and stuttering Kurt. It reminds me of the teen that I used to call my brother. I think this vulnerability suites you bro."
"I don't like it."
"You don't have to like it right away Kurt but as you just said and yeah I was listening you've closed yourself off...well I guess Blaine was the one to finally open up the windows for ya...now tell me more about this guy...is he I dunno...eh hot?"
I loved my brother for trying, I really did, but that was a new kind of awkward that came out of his mouth.
"Finn, I love you but please don't ever use that expression again when we're talking about my dating life, it may have scarred any future offspring that I ever think of adopting."
"Fair enough, I would rather not repeat it myself...so...Blaine. What's so special about him?"
I could write a novel on the things that Blaine Anderson made special, he made me feel special, and for the first time in a long time, I actually felt like I could be.
"He's just so...everything Finn. He's funny and silly, sweet and yes very good looking, he just makes me feel happy. I mean I don't think I've smiled that much in years, my face actually hurt. He's got this incredible knack for reading people and he has this love of music that rivals my own. His lust for life is breathtaking...I want that Finn...I miss that joie do vivre, and I never knew it till I met him."
I looked up to see the goofiest grin on my brother's face. His teenage years long vanished from his face, but the worry lines of adulthood only added to the kindness of his features and they were beaming at me with something that resembled pride?
"Wow he sounds pretty awesome dude and personally...I like this smile Kurt, you should keep it...so when are you seeing him again?"
It was the reason I had come to see Finn in the first place wasn't it?
"I-I dunno."
Having been the one who gave out his number...I was never the one who had to wait for the call and this new position made me feel a slight pity for the guys I had left hanging before.
At that moment the waitress came to take our plates away and Finn was clearing his messages on his phone. I decided that I hadn't looked at mine since I got in the restaurant and might as well text Sean about tomorrow's lesson plan when I saw I had two missed texts.
2 new text from unknown caller
Huh? Okay maybe Sean got a new cell; that or it was one of his students numbers that he hadn't saved on his phone. Opening it was a relief, and my stomach did a small somersault in response.
Hey Kurt! It's Blaine, you know the musical man of mystery? Sorry I know that was lame, but I couldn't think of any way of saying hi, I'm the guy from the bar last night without sounding sleazy so...it's Blaine. Anyway I was wondering if it isn't too early to ask you out for coffee or dinner or something? I'm not really good with the phone calls n all ;-) so text me if you want to get together some time this week? You have my number now so we're even. I had a great time yesterday however oddly it started and I am going to stop text rambling before "my inner idiot" comes out. Hope to hear from you soon x – B
My heart surged as I reread the message a few times and then opened the next one, also from Blaine.
Hey sorry I know the last message was long but I forgot one thing. You're laugh is beautiful and my new symphony, thank you. :) x - B
Okay seriously I should not be swooning at my phone while sitting next to my brother. So I texted back quickly before I lost my nerve.
Hi Blaine, I had a great time last night to, and odd doesn't even begin to cover it, but I like odd apparently ;). Well most of Monday is prep and mentoring my graduates, Tuesday and Wednesdays morning I have the remainder of my kids' mid term exams so I will be packed with their practicals and tutorials both days, and then I'm heading home for family Thanksgiving Wednesday night. I'm free tonight if you want to get coffee or something? And...thank you for the compliment x – K
How was it that I had progressed to text flirting with this man and I had only met him yesterday. It felt silly and sweet and so unlike me that I was getting drunk in a feeling I hadn't had in years and I still knew nothing of the man really.
"Man of the hour bro?" I looked up, completely forgetting that he was there for a second before blushing a light shade of scarlet.
"Sorry Finn...and yeah I guess that would be him."
"I'm guessing from the embarrassed look I'm getting that he asked you out again or something?" I messaged back before replying to Finn.
Sure, tonight sounds great! I'm hanging out with a friend right now who's making fun of me for blushing and texting so I think I may kick him out soon, what time is good for you? - B
"Yeah we're getting together later today I think." Finn smiled a smile that I swear he reserved for me, and it warmed my heart.
"Glad to see you so happy Kurt, even though you just met the guy, he seems to bring out something in you I haven't seen in a long time. I don't have to tell you to be careful but it put's a brother's mind at ease ya know?"
I'm with my brother now, getting lunch and catching up so I don't really wanna bail on him yet, and I still have to grade those written mid-terms I procrastinated last night. And tell you're friend that it's not nice to poke fun...I happen to like your blush ;) - K
I smiled at Finn but I was wrecked with worry, was that was a little too cheesy to send in a message?
"I hope I'm making the right decision Finn. This scares the daylights out of me, what if he doesn't really like me once he gets to know the real me and uses me like..." I swallowed the lump in my throat. I was not willing to let myself or Finn remember the abuse from years past but tried concentrate on the better things that seem to be promised or at very least insinuated with Blaine.
"Hey...don't even compare this guy to you know...him. It's hard to trust again Kurt but from the way you talk about Blaine when you've only just met him?...just...don't compare them..."
He trailed off as I looked down at my phone again.
Awww you're sweet. Well how about you pack up your "homework" and we can have coffee and food at my place? I can send you my address, and I assure you I'm not a crazy stalker or anything...I mean who has a deaf stalker honestly? ;) - B
I don't know how sir but, I think you could make me agree to anything. I would love to come over. Send the address, I'll be there at say 6 ish? - K
It's a date Kurt. Okay is it wrong that I just giggled writing that? x - B
No it was very cute Blaine, I giggled reading it too. See you tonight. xx- K
Okay was this really happening or did I get transported back to high school again? Finn was still talking and I picked up some of what he was saying, mostly about me not selling myself short, and to listen to my heart or something, but I was too lost in the moment. My phone went off for the last time.
Can't wait. Wear comfy pants, I'm an awesome cook ;) xx- B
Oh he's making me dinner? Okay I was nervous and excited already.
LOL K :), you had me at awesome cook, ttys xx – K
When I put my phone away I heard Finn finish his thought and I was glad that I had zoned back in at that point.
"...I'll be there for you with whatever you want or need bro you know that...just give your heart a chance at true happiness, you deserve it."
And THAT was all I needed to hear from him.
"Thanks Finn, you know I love you and I'm sorry I haven't been the best brother and well...just... thanks."
"Anytime Kurt...now can I convince you to share dessert? An arm wrestling challenge of course."
"Please Finn what are we 10?"
"Aww come on...we weren't brothers back then and we have catching up to do in ever sense, so indulge your bro Kurt, and besides I know I can take you Hummel."
"Bring it on Finn...if I win, you buy lunch next time."
"As long as I don't have to wait like a month to see you again...deal"
"Deal...now prepare to get your ass kicked by a male soprano!"
Yeah Finn really did bring out the kid in me, something I was becoming more aware of that I had missed terribly.
Okay so that was a little longer than I thought, and there was minimal Klaine to boot. Don't worry the next chapter is being written as we speak and it's pretty much ALL Klaine. I hope you love this, I had insight on the Furt relationship and I went with it! And come on Niff...who doesn't love Niff? Honestly!
Review and let me know if you liked it, gonna keep writing this and NL today, I'm on a roll as it were...a Klaine roll! Sorry cheesy...I'll just leave now lol. Love always!