Love in the Air
AN: Wow guys! You are all awesome, and amazing. I can't believe the love this story is getting, so thanks! I really hope you enjoy this chapter. Grab your stuffed pigs or unicorns, some red vines and a fluffy blanket cause we're heading to Chicago! Yippee!
Disclaimer: I do not own Glee, American Airlines, or anything else that looks familiar.
Chapter 3:
Still December 23rd 2018
Once all the passengers had taken their seats Kurt stood at the front of the plane with Santana by his side, they went through the safety protocol, repeating the same words as they had done many times. Kurt hated this part of his job and repeatedly had to remind himself that slamming his head into the wall probably wouldn't be a good idea, and he really didn't want a headache.
As Kurt was making his way through the aisle to check everyone's seat belts he heard Blaine's voice over the speaker system.
"Good afternoon everyone, this is your captain speaking." Kurt couldn't help but smile at his voice; even over the crappy speakers Blaine's voice sounded amazing, and the fact that Blaine was the captain only made him that more sexy in Kurt's mind.
"We are on schedule for departure to Chicago. Flight time is looking to be around 4 hours and 16 minutes, with our arrival at 5:37pm Chicago time. Once we reach the crusing altitude of 37,000 feet and my co-pilot and I deem it safe to do so, the seat belt sign will be turned off. We are expecting some turbulent weather as we approach the Chicago area so please keep your seatbelts fastened while seated. Have a great flight." A small click sounded and Blaine's voice was gone.
With a wistful sigh Kurt continued down the aisle, stopping to check on Madeline who was happily talking to Mr. Piggles. Kurt reached the front of the plane and waited with Santana for the next instructions.
"Flight attendants please secure the cabin and prepare for take-off." Blaine's voice rang out once again. Santana double checked the latch on the main door before joining Kurt in their pull-out seats next to the closed door of the cabin.
"Here we go again" She muttered under her breath. Kurt put an arm over her shoulder and held her to his chest as the engines started and the plane moved towards the runway.
"Remind me again why you choose this career if you hate the take-off so much." Kurt said jokingly.
Santana just sighed, squeezing her eyes shut as the plane turned and began to pick up speed. Kurt's thoughts wandered to the cabin where Blaine was. He imagined the look of concentration on his face as he maneuvered the plane. A few seconds later the plane was airborne and climbing up into the clouds, leaving Seattle behind.
Kurt glanced behind him, looking down the aisle, at the passengers. A few were looking out the window, others flipping through the Sky Mall magazine. Kurt could see Madeline looking out the window holding Mr. Piggles up so he could look too, her fear of flying had vanished.
"Hey Kurt" he looked down at Santana who was fidgeting with his name tag. He waited for her to continue knowing from the tone of her voice that she had something important to say. "I know you are still a little hurt, hell really hurt, after what Josh did to you."
Kurt rested his head on the seat, squeezing his eyes shut trying to ignore the flood of images that appeared whenever that name was mentioned. He felt Santana shift in his arms.
"Kurt" he opened his eyes, and Santana placed a hand on his cheek. His blue eyes met her warm brown ones, "Blaine's not Josh, Kurt. I don't want you to give up on something like love. I saw the way he acted around Madeline, and the way he acted around you. I know it's hard Kurt, but you deserve to be loved. Just give Blaine a chance."
A small smile spread across Kurt's face, though he could deny it all he wanted, Santana was speaking the truth. From the first seconds he laid eyes on Blaine he knew the hazel-eyed pilot was different. It wasn't something that Kurt could accurately explain. There was confidence but also humility, he gladly talked to Madeline but took his job seriously at the same time. Plus the curly haired pilot was super attractive.
Kurt took a breath before replying, "We don't even know if he is gay Santana."
The Latina sat up so she was on eyelevel with Kurt. "Oh he most definitely is. I hit on him first, didn't faze him one bit."
Kurt playfully slapped her arm, "You are, uh, can you not go an hour without flirting and hitting on a guy?"
Santana shrugged, "nope. But you still love me."
Kurt chuckled, and hugged her, pressing a kiss to her cheek. "I really do, and thank you Santana. I can't promise you anything but I'll try."
"So if he asked out you would say yes?" Her eyes were bright, eager for Kurt's answer.
Kurt paused for a second, wondering what he would say. Part of him was screaming to say yes, and then there was the other part that wanted to run away and avoid the situation all together. But if he was going to be honest, he would say yes.
"Kurt?" Santana asked, still waiting.
Kurt squeezed his eyes, "Maybe, I don't know. But definitely maybe." Santana smiled knowing that was Kurt's way of saying yes, now she just needed to figure out a way to ensure that the question was asked. Maybe she could talk to the blonde pilot, or maybe he was just as eager to see his friend happy as Santana was.
"Good, that's a step in the right direction." Santana stood and smoothed out her skirt and shirt before holding out a hand for Kurt. He took her hand and allowed himself to be pulled up.
A chime rang out through the plane, signaling that they had reached cruising altitude.
"Come on Mr. Infatuation, we need to get these passengers some drinks." Santana laughed when Kurt rolled his eyes at her new nickname for him.
They made their way down the aisles distributing drinks to everyone, stopping to make small conversation with a few passengers. Kurt ended up talking to woman about Marc Jacob's new line after he complemented her shoes.
Kurt reminded Madeline to wait for him and stay in her seat when the plane landed.
By the time Kurt finished and returned to the front of the plane he was tired. He only had 4 hours of sleep in the past 48 hours and wanted nothing more than to curl up in a bed and close his eyes. Sadly, that wouldn't be happening for a while. As soon as he and Santana landed in Chicago they had an hour and a half before their flight to Columbus left. Thankfully they didn't have to work for that flight, and Burt would be at the airport to drive them back to Lima. A glance at his watch told Kurt he still had two and half hours left on this flight.
Santana plopped down next to Kurt, "I have a feeling it's going to get turbulent soon."
As if on cue the seatbelt light turned back on and Blaine's voice came over the speaker, "Hello everyone, it appears as though we are going to be encountering some turbulence ahead. Please remain in your seats with your seatbelt fastened."
Kurt looked at Santana and they both laughed at the coincidence. "Well Hummel you heard the Sexy-Pilot, we best get the trash before this ship starts rocking."
"Okay, okay" Kurt stood and grabbed a trash bag that Santana held out for him.
"Speaking of ships, I need to starting thinking of couple names for you two, let's see, Blurt. Eww no." Santana scrunched her noise in disgust, taking the empty cups and peanut packages from a passenger, "That sounds too much like Burt. There is Klaine." She paused for a seconds seriously considering the name, "Klaine, I ship it." She said smiling at Kurt.
"Aren't you jumping the gun there a bit?" Kurt laughed, though the idea of him having a couple name with Blaine left a warm feeling in his heart.
Santana turned around to look at Kurt, waiting until he was looking back her, "If anyone is going to be jumping anything it should be you, and it should be you jumping Frodo's bones."
Kurt's mouth dropped, even after all this time some of Santana's comments still shocked him.
"Get your jaw off the floor Hummel, I'm just speaking the truth." Santana smirked before sauntering ahead of Kurt who was still rooted to the floor. He apologized to the passengers before continuing after Santana. The plane began to shake and drop and Kurt had to grab the seat in front of him to avoid falling over.
Luckily he and Santana had collected all the trash and were able to return to their seats before the turbulence really began. Once seated, Kurt leaned his head back and tried to clear his mind but a pair of hazel eyes kept staring at him accompanied by a smile, gelled hair and tan skin.
It was only when Blaine's voice came back over the speaker that Kurt realized he had dozed off.
"We are going to begin our decent into Chicago in a few minutes, the temperature is 21 degrees Fahrenheit and it is currently snowing. Local time is 5:17pm. Flight attendants please prepare for landing."
Kurt quickly stood and made his way down the aisle, making sure everyone had their tray table locked and seats in their upright positions.
"Why didn't you wake me up?" Kurt whispered into Santana's ear as she passed him.
"Calm down, you were really tired, besides there wasn't anything to do." She patted his shoulder before continuing back to the front. Kurt sighed, and made his way back to the front of the plane, sending a smile to Lucy and Phil. He took his seat as the plane began to move back towards the ground.
Twenty minutes later the wheels hit the ground and the familiar rushing sound rang through the cabin.
"Hello ladies and gentlemen. Welcome to Chicago. On behalf of American Airlines and the crew of this plane we hope you enjoyed the flight." Blaine paused his speech and Kurt couldn't help but smile, knowing that he would get to see the pilot again in a few minutes, "The next time you fly we hope you choose American Airlines, thank you and have a great evening."
A few minutes later the plane pulled into a gate and slowed to a stop.
"Another flight, complete!" Jeff said standing and stretching after having to sit for four and a half hours. "What are you going to do about Kurt?"
"What do you mean?" Blaine asked as he finished filling out the flight information before sending it off to air traffic control.
Jeff raised his eyebrows at his oblivious friend, "Really Blaine, I told you to lay off the gel, it messes with your brain. It's simple, he likes you, you like him. So, what are you going to do about it?"
That caused Blaine to back track, could the beautiful blue-eyed flight attendant really like him? Sure he blushed a lot, but maybe he was just nervous or something. "You really think he likes me?"
Jeff huffed, throwing his arms up in the air before letting them fall back to his sides, "Yes Blaine, I really think he likes you." Jeff glanced down at his watch and their flight schedule, "listen we have two hours until our fight back to LA leaves, ask him to coffee or something."
Blaine scrunched his triangle eyebrows as he thought about what Jeff said, it couldn't hurt right?
We made it to the Windy city, but there is still A LOT more to happen for our favorite flight attendant and dapper pilot. :)
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