Blaine wakes up to an cold, empty bed. As he sits up, everything from the night before all came back to him. A fight with Jayden, renting a motel for himself, and falling asleep on a damp pillow. He groans, remembering the argument. He pushes down the blankets from his legs and swings his legs over the side of the bed to start his day. A buzz alerts that it's time to wake up. 9:30am. It seemed a lot later to Blaine. He slides his thumb over the screen and pops up on what he must have last been on. He groans again at the 7 apology messages he left Jayden.
His small black suitcase full of clothes lies in the corner of the room, looking as if had been thrown the night before. Blaine walks over and unzips and lifts the lid to the case. He picks out a decent outfit for the day and slowly changes into it. He looks down at the lonely bow tie lying next to a few other layers he had previously planned on wearing that day, but decided against it. He wasn't going to be very flamboyant today, despite what he wanted a few weeks earlier.
His outfit for the day consists of a plain black v-neck shirt, a pair of blue jeans, and a pair of regular sneakers. He walks into the bathroom, gel in hand, about to tame the wild curls blossoming on his head when he inspects himself in the mirror and decides against it. Almost his whole life was filled with gel filled hair, slicked to one side or another, and he needed a change. Even if he didn't end up liking it later, it was at least worth a try. He opens the bathroom door once again and drops the gel into the suitcase. A smiles forms on his dry lips. After the small moment of happiness, Blaine walks outside of his motel, hails a taxi, and directs the driver to wherever his heart desires. It is New York, after all.
After venturing the beautiful streets of New York, Blaine received a text for the first time that day.
"Wha- Oh", he says as he picks up his phone.
Sent at 1:14pm
From: Jayden Harris
blainey waney?
Sent at 1:15pm
From: Blaine Anderson
Yes?
Blaine still felt thoroughly awful about snapping the night before.
Sent at 1:17pm
From: Jayden Harris
im sowwy
Sent at 1:17pm
From: Blaine Anderson
It's okay. I love you so much.
Sent at 1:18pm
From: Jayden Harris
love you 2 :D :*
Blaine smiled at the text. He would do anything to avoid another fight with his boyfriend. Suddenly Blaine remembered Big Dreams, Big City, and then he knew how he could fully make it up to Jayden. He looked back at his phone and searched up the nearest shop that sold flowers. He immediately requested a taxi, and while in the vehicle searched up tux rentals. Blaine was starting to get excited.
?
He looked at the man standing in front of the mirror. Bouquet in hand, Blaine walked out of the motel and once again hailed a taxi. The taxi driver interrupted his Jayden-filled thoughts.
"Why the suit?," he asked.
"Oh, going to see...Large... City.. Big Dreams. I think that's the name," he continued,"gonna meet my boyfriend there."
The driver made a sort of grunting noise when Blaine said the word Boyfriend. He was unfazed. He smiled brightly when a buzzing came from his pocket. Jayden was already at the show, and apparently Blaine was late. He sighed and tapped his fingers along the seat impatiently. He looked up from another aggravated text from Jayden only to see a line of cars in front of him. Blaine groaned miserably.
30 long minutes later Blaine finally arrived. He walked toward the entrance with the flowers still in his hands. A small crowd of people were arguing with the security guard in the front.
"No, no.. it is a sold out show," Blaine heard him say.
He turned on the celebrity charm he hardly used, and made his way to the other, female, security guard.
"Hey," he said smoothly, "I'm Blaine Anderson", and added a wink.
She nearly melted at his words.
"Bl-Blaine And-An-ANDERSON! I know exactly who you are.. Oh my God... MY DAUGHTER ADORES YOU... and so do I. Can I get a picture?!", she asked gushingly.
"Uh- uh yeah", he smiled.
Numerous pictures later, he was accepted into the building. He walked into to an almost pitch black building. He confusingly made his way to Jayden, which was a miracle in this kind of light. He reached for Jayden's hand and was interrupted into a hushed yell.
"You are SO late! It's already half-way over!," Jayden scolded.
"I-I'm sorry... traffic...," he said while offering the bouquet weakly.
Jayden seemed to soften a bit while taking the flowers, but still had that attitude about him. Blaine sighed at this, then his attention was pulled from him. The stage lights lit up the inside of the building. He watched the stage curiously.
The curtains opened and revealed a strikingly familiar man. The orchestra started up and the man started to sing. Blaine knew of only one countertenor. It was Kurt. The Kurt singing none other than "Blackbird". Blaine's breath was stolen from him. The beauty from Kurt's voice didn't change a bit, if anything got all the more astounding. Goosebumps rose on his arms and legs like they always had when Kurt sang. He closed his eyes and let himself get lost in the other boys voice. Before he knew it, all of his hard work of getting over Kurt was washed away. The singing man on the stage needed no effort to do this kind of thing to Blaine. He fell in love once again the boy singing the song that had begun it all.
After the show ended, Jayden went back to his vigorous texting. After practically prying him from his phone, Blaine got his boyfriend to actually look him in the eye.
"Yes?," he asked.
"We should go backstage," Blaine suggested.
"What? We can't.. I couldn't get any VIP passes," he said sadly,"sold out."
"Not if I can help it,"
"Where is all of this coming from?,"
"What do you- Nevermind.. C'mon!," he practically dragged Jayden.
Blaine used his charm again whenever he saw the same security guard as the entrance. And again, he was let into backstage. He looked around to see any trace of Kurt. He was nowhere. A kind of gasp came from Jayden.
"Wha-," Blaine started, but was cut off yet again.
A man taller than himself came into his sight. He had a nice jaw line, a bit of muscle, but not too much, light brown eyes, and a bit of scruff. Overall very handsome. Blaine seemed to go unnoticed as the man took his boyfriend into his arms and twirled him around, laughing extremely happy.
"Did I miss something? Who's this?," Blaine asked confusingly.
"This..," Jayden gestured toward the man, "is Leon!"
Blaine grunted in response, taking in the sudden happiness radiating from Jayden.
"Anyway..," Jayden went on, directing the conversation to Leon.
He stood there awkwardly while the two men in front of him conversed. He looked down at his shoes and played around with his now very interesting fingertips. Quick, loud footsteps came into hearing and Blaine looked up to see none other than-
"Kurt.."
"Bl...Blaine?," Kurt looked as if he was about to faint.
"Kurt," was all Blaine could manage.
Kurt looked down nervously, then looked at Leon.
"Hey, how about we go out for a double date," Leon offered.
"Oh... right. Bl-blaine this is my.. boyfriend, Leon," Kurt stammered.
"And I am Blaine's boyfriend, Jayden," Jayden said, drawing out the word Blaine.
Kurt looked down at the ground again.
"S-sure," he muttered.
Leon and Jayden laughed loudly amongst themselves over their hardly touched food. Blaine looked down at the ground nervously, glancing at Kurt only to see the same facial expression.
"So..," Blaine started.
"So," Kurt repeated.
"You sounded... amazing. Amazing,"
"Thank you. You did- I mean you do.. too,"
Blaine nodded and gestured towards Leon and Jayden chattering away.
"They seem offly friendly," he said.
"Yeah they do.. Leons been ignoring me for a while now, so I'm pretty much used to it," Kurt sighed.
"Same," Blaine admitted, "always on his phone."
"Yeah," Kurt said, seeming to realize something.
Almost at the same time they looked up at each other, the light bulb finally going off.
"Do you think..?," Kurt asked softly.
"Seems like the only logical answer," Blaine answered understandingly, and then his facial expression changed to even more serious, "Do you- uh... wanna get out of here?"
"Sure," Kurt sighed.
The two men took the napkins from their laps and laid them on the table. As Blaine expected, the other two didn't notice a thing. He noted as they slowly inched closer to each other, their hands twined around each others on the side of the table. Kurt led the smaller boy to the exit. Once they were both outside, Blaine caught up by Kurts side.
"How's, uh.. life?", Blaine asked.
"Good, fine. Yours..?"
"Great. Just ended my first tour," he said, smiling.
"I kn- I mean WOW, that's amazing, Blaine. Really."
"Well what about you, huh? You're pretty great yourself," Blaine complimented, while nudging Kurt with his side.
Kurt tensed at that, but kept walking.
"Thanks," he said shyly.
God, Kurt, you aren't 13 anymore!,
Kurt scolded himself.
"Kurt-," Blaine started.
"Yeah?," Kurt asked immediately, curiously.
"I missed you so much,"
"I missed you too," Kurt stopped walking.
"So.. um. What are we going to do about our.. 'boyfriends'?," he asked, chuckling a bit while his hands gestured air quotes.
"Well, I know that from everything that high school and Mr. Shue has taught me is that I should take the high road," Blaine nodded understandingly, "but," Kurt continued, "I'm not really feeling up to it," he says with sass.
"So..," Blaine started, seeming to catch on.
"Yes. Revenge,"
"Oh, Kurt. I'm so glad you haven't changed," Blaine laughed.
Kurt held out a hand.
"So how about it? Would you help me get back at my cheating boyfriend?," he asked in a flirting manner.
"Only if you help me get back at mine," Blaine answered with his famous charm, taking Kurt by the hand.