Love in the Air
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Chapter 6:
Still December 23rd 2018:
Kurt hurried through the crowded terminals, lost in his thoughts about the date with Blaine. Just the thought of the kiss Blaine gave him made Kurt's heart speed faster; only slow down once he remembered that he had no idea when he was going to see Blaine again.
"Kurt!" The blue eyed flight attendant raised his head and spotted Santana leaning against a window by the gate. Only a few passengers were still there, curled up in the chairs waiting for the weather to clear. He gave her a small wave and made his way over to her.
"Hey you, how was the date?" Santana asked, but she was soon back tracking once she saw Kurt's somber face. "Oh hell no! Did that hobbit hurt you? Because so help me I'll go track his sorry dapper ass down and show him what happens in Lima heights!"
Kurt cracked a smile at Santana's protectiveness of him and grabbed her arm before she could run off with and do some unwarranted damage to Blaine's perfect face.
"God Santana, over reaction much? Of course he didn't hurt me. The date was amazing, Blaine is amazing." Kurt gushed, smiling once again at the thought.
"Then why did you look like a puppy was kicked in front of you? Or like you ate an extra hundred calories in the form of a candy bar, or someone trashed your McQueen scarf?" Santana asked crossing her arms in front of her, eyes still narrowed at Kurt.
Kurt raised an eyebrow waiting for her to finish, "I'm sorry for looking unhappy; it's just, the date was perfect and by the time I realized that all the flights had been canceled and we could spend more time together, Blaine had already disappeared."
"So the date was good?" Santana asked quickly, eyes shining in excitement.
"Yes" Kurt drawled, laughing at her sudden change in attitude.
"So you like him? You like Blaine and his fine pilot body?" She pestered further, needing to hear Kurt's affirmation before the rest of the plan was set in motion.
"Yes!" Kurt answered wondering what was going on with Santana and her unusual questions, "Did you not get that earlier? From 'the date was amazing, Blaine is amazing'?"
Santana shrugged so Kurt changed the topic to one that didn't make his heart ache so much. "So, obviously our flight is canceled," he trailed off motioning towards the closed gates around them.
"Look at you paying attention," Santana pinched Kurt's cheeks and laughed when he slapped her hand way, "Yes all flights today are canceled, but don't worry, while you were off sucking face with the Itsy-Bitsy Pilot-"
"Talking" Kurt interjected, giving Santana a glare which she returned before continuing, "Fine, talking, god Hummel, that so boring! While you were talking and not taking advantage of that rockin' body and full red lips that I can only imagine taste like coffee and sweet, hot man, I went and reserved us a rental car so we can drive to Lima." Santana smiled proudly.
"Great!" Kurt exclaimed, grabbing the handle of his suitcase from where it was standing next to him, "Let's get going, it's almost 7pm, and we have a long drive ahead of us."
Santana grabbed Kurt's sleeve to keep him from walking off before she could explain further. "Hold up Hummel, we aren't going anywhere but outside to get our rental car which you will then drive to the hotel where we will both sleep like the dead until we begin our drive to Lima tomorrow."
"Santana" Kurt whined.
She raised a finger and pointed it in his face, "Nope, you listen. We are both exhausted and in no condition to drive though a flippin' blizzard in the dark. I really don't want to die because you drove us off the edge of a cliff."
"There aren't any cliffs to drive off of." Kurt countered.
"Fine, then you hit a cow, or something that would make an extremely tragic news story. The point is your pretty little butt isn't leaving Chicago until tomorrow. Besides, I already talked to your dad and he agreed with me."
Kurt sighed, knowing there was no way to argue with her and she was right, he was exhausted. "Okay," he said raising his free hand in surrender.
"Good" Santana said, clearly very happy with herself. She hooked her arm with Kurt's and they began to make their way through the airport. "Now tell me about your date with GrinsMcGee."
"You really need to make up some new nicknames for him," Kurt laughed before removing his arm from Santana's and walking off.
"Why is that?" She asked slowly.
Kurt merely turned back to glance at her biting his bottom lip as blush rose on his cheeks.
Santana stopped in her tracks, because she knew that look. It was the look that Kurt got he was falling for someone, and falling hard. It took a few seconds for her brain to function again and she was off, chasing after him and ignoring the passengers who were glaring at her as she shouted at Kurt, "Oh, hell no you don't just make a face like that and walk away Hummel! You get your perky ass back here and tell me what happened!"
Kurt stopped in the middle of the terminal and waited for Santana to catch up with him. She proceeded to slap him upside the head. Once she finished her little rant, he began to tell her about his date with Blaine. Santana listened and made inappropriate comments where necessary, as the two flight attendants walked through the airport towards the rental car area.
Kurt finished talking just as he and Santana made it to the car rental area where they were given the keys to the rental car Santana had reserved. Just before Santana climbed into the passenger's seat she sent a text message to Jeff.
Jeff continued to pester Blaine with questions about his date with Kurt as the two best friends walked down the hotel hallways to their rooms. Just as Blaine stopped in front the door to his room Jeff's phone beeped. The blonde set down his suitcase and pulled out his phone smiling at the text.
"Nick?" Blaine asked, noticing the smile that spread across Jeff's face as he read the message.
"What?" Jeff asked looking around to see if by some miracle is husband was there. Disappointed, Jeff turned back to his phone and typed out a reply.
"I'm assuming Nick is texting you?" Blaine said with a hint of uncertainty as he pointed towards the phone in Jeff's hand.
Jeff's eyebrows rose in realization, "Oh, yeah, yeah it's Nick." Jeff quickly typed out a response, happy that everything seemed to go according to plan. From what Santana told him, and what Jeff was able to pry from Blaine, it appeared their two little love birds were falling fast for each other.
Blaine was slightly on edge at Jeff's strange actions but decided to not think too much about it, it was probably just lack of sleep or something, or Jeff being, well Jeff.
Blaine slid his key into the lock and was just entering his room when Jeff called out to him. Blaine left his suitcase by the bed and went back to the doorway, leaning against it, "What?"
"Do you want to go grab some dinner with me in half an hour?" Jeff asked, fidgeting slightly in place.
"Um, well I'm kind of tired Jeff, I was just going to eat a granola bar and go to sleep." Blaine replied, a yawn emphasizing his point.
Jeff thought quickly, trying to come up with something so Blaine would go eat with him, "Please Blaine, I'm really hungry and emotional unstable because I'm probably not going to make it home for Christmas with Nick and you know it's supposed to be our first Christmas together, and I even picked out the perfect gift and now-"
"Okay!" Blaine shouted, stopping Jeff from continuing. "Okay, I'll go eat with you"
Jeff smiled back, very happy with his impromptu acting skills. "Great! Be in the lobby in half an hour. That's thirty minutes Blaine, and change out of that uniform." Jeff shot Blaine a look before disappearing into his room.
Well that was weird, Blaine thought. Jeff must really be upset about the canceled flights or something because he never begged Blaine for anything. After running his hand though his hair which had now begun to fall out of its gel hold, Blaine went back into his room, not wanting to upset Jeff further.
Little did Blaine know, but on the other side of the wall, Jeff was on the phone texting Santana who was pretending to sleep on her side so Kurt couldn't see her phone as he drove them to the hotel.
"We're here Santana" Kurt gently shook her shoulder, trying to wake her up.
Santana yawned and glanced down at her phone making sure no messages from Jeff were showing. Though she had only been pretending to sleep, after a few minutes in the warm car with the radio playing softly she drifted off. She checked the time on the dashboard, her estimates had been correct, they had five minutes.
She unbuckled and met Kurt at the back of the car where he was setting their bags on the snow covered pavement.
"You okay there Santana?" Kurt asked as she slowly made her way over to where he was, gripping the car for dear life and slipping a few times. Heels were definitely not made for the snow and ice.
"Screw you Hummel" She grumbled under her breath.
"What was that Santana?" Kurt asked a little too cheerfully as he picked up his suitcase and headed towards the front door.
Santana didn't answer, instead flipping him off with a smile on her face, grabbing her bags and following him at a much slower pace. Before entering the lobby Santana checked her phone again, two minutes.
Santana saw Kurt talking to one of the hotel clerks and rushed to the counter, bumping him out of the way with her hip. Kurt rolled his eyes and moved aside, he looked around the lobby and hummed a song under his breath. Kurt was brought out of his trance when he heard a familiar voice.
"Jeff why are you holding my hand?" Blaine asked as he and Jeff walked towards the lobby, the blonde was glued to his side as Blaine tried to pull his hand out of the blonde's grasp. Yes Jeff did some strange, crazy things but this was just weird.
"I'm making sure you won't abandon me." Jeff explained as though it was obvious, flipping his blonde fringe to the side with a swift motion.
Blaine tugged a little harder on his hand which Jeff had in a vice grip and froze when he heard a voice call out to him.
"Blaine?" The pilot looked up and was met with a pair of blue eyes that had been in his thoughts since earlier that day.
"Kurt?" Blaine said before quickly realizing that wasn't exactly the smoothest thing to say.
Sure enough the flight attendant laughed, "That's me. What are you doing here?"
"In the lobby or in the hotel?" Blaine asked and slapped Jeff upside the head when the blonde let go of his hand. Jeff stuck out his tongue and walked over to where Santana was standing watching Kurt and Blaine.
"Both" Kurt said smiling at the similarities to their previous conversation.
"All American Airlines employees are staying in this hotel, and Jeff and I were just going to dinner, would you like to join us?" Blaine asked, glancing at Santana so she knew she was invited as well.
Kurt was about to reply but Santana spoke first, "Actually Mr. Pee-Wee-Pilot, I'm going to sleep, but you and Mr. Infatuation over there have fun."
"And I'm going to sleep with Santana" Jeff said and as soon as the words left his mouth, Kurt, Blaine and Santana all turned to stare at him, "Not, not with her, obviously, I'm going to sleep, and Santana is going to sleep but we will be in our own rooms" Santana raised her hand and Jeff trailed off slowly.
"I'm going to go put this blubbering-Blondie over here to bed, but you two go eat, drink, screw, I don't really care."
Kurt's jaw dropped at her last comment. Santana walked over and patted his jaw, which he quickly shut. Kurt allowed her to take his luggage which she handed to an un-expecting Jeff. She handed Kurt his hotel key and kissed his cheek before walking off shouting, "Be safe!" Jeff followed her and shouted "There is an Italian restaurant two blocks down that looks really good, you should go there!" before Santana grabbed his arm and pulled him away.
Both Kurt and Blaine turned back to look at each other.
"Well that was interesting." Kurt said breaking the silence, he walked over towards Blaine, holding out his hand, "Would you like to join me for dinner?"
Blaine smiled and gladly took Kurt's hand, intertwining their fingers, "I'd love that"
"As much as I'd like to go against what Jeff and Santana tell us to do, I'm actually in the mood for Italian" Kurt mentioned as he and Blaine walked out of the hotel and into the freezing cold.
"As long as it's close and we can get out of this god awful blizzard." Blaine grumbled, nuzzling his face into his scarf.
Kurt glanced over at him, laughing at Blaine's resemblance to a turtle trying to hide in its shell but failing miserably. "You're from Ohio Blaine"
"Yeah, but I've been living in California for the past three years, snow doesn't exist in Los Angeles, California, only sunshine and warmth and palm trees and beaches." Blaine trailed off wistfully, as much as he wished he could be back in the heat of LA, he would much rather deal with the cold if it meant he could hold Kurt's hand and go to dinner with him.
"Alright Sunshine-boy, let's get you out of this cold weather than." Kurt tightened his grip on Blaine's hand and took a step forward only to be pulled back by Blaine who hadn't moved.
"What?" Kurt asked, not understanding why Blaine, who wanted to get out of the cold as soon as possible was now rooted to the frozen sidewalk.
Blaine smiled, "You just gave me a nickname." Kurt's eyes widened as he realized that, yes, he did give Blaine a nickname. "Shit!" he said before realizing that the word slipped and he brought his freehand to cover his mouth as he muttered apologizes.
Blaine laughed again and stepped forward. He slowly pried Kurt's hand away from his face and leaned in, pressing a kiss to Kurt's flushed cheek, "you're adorable when you cuss."
Kurt blushed harder and ducked his head into Blaine's neck. They stayed that way for a few seconds before Blaine broke the silence, "As much as I would love to stay like this, Sunshine-boy over here is freezing, and I can't feel my toes, which is starting to freak me out."
Kurt affectionately swatted Blaine on the shoulder before the two resumed their walk, hand in hand, towards the restaurant.
So they have another date! I love Santana and Jeff, working so well together for their two besties. Santana was so much fun to write in this chapter and Jeff is just a goofball with a big heart. More Klaine fluff in the future? Maybe? :)
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