Okay I know people are getting a little miffed at me because the boys still aren't together, but I can't help it! I'm trying, I truly am, but as my friend RainySunnyEnding will say the characters write the stories, not us, and I swear to god that's true. Things just keeps getting in the way and shit happens and they just won't do it.
However, I have figured out now how it's going to happen, when and what the consequences will be, and I am 98 and 3/4 % sure it will be the next chapter, if not then it will DEFINITELY be the one after that. This one is kinda long but it's important, and i'll see you guys on Monday :D
I'm gonna go get working on the next chapter now...
Friday
"Rachel, this is not good." Kurt moaned into his sleeve as he buried his head in his arms that were crossed on the table.
He was at Finn and Rachel's apartment after having decided to join Rachel for dinner, both of them being left alone for the evening; Blaine was performing, as he did every night, and Finn was out with work friends, celebrating one of their birthdays, or so she had told Kurt. Kurt had been relatively upbeat when he'd arrived, immediately spewing ideas for Rachel's birthday the following week; even though she had told him she only wanted a small get-together with her closest friends. But when Kurt had run out of breath - and ideas - he had been showing the obvious signs of having something on his mind. Well, it was obvious to Rachel. And now it seemed that Kurt was ready to talk about it.
"What isn't, sweetie?" Rachel asked as she brought over two mugs of coffee, setting one down in front of her friend. He sat up and took it in his hands, but made no effort to drink it. He sighed heavily, keeping his eyes on the table rather than looking up at his friend. "Kurt, what is it?" Rachel put her own mug down and leant across the table, taking Kurt's hands away from his mug and holding them in hers.
Kurt looked up then, and Rachel was heartbroken to see he was starting to cry, a few tears escaping his eyes as he tried to blink them away. And when he spoke, his voice was so quiet that Rachel had to ask him to repeat it.
"I like Blaine," He said again.
"I'd hope so; it would be weird if you didn't, seeing as you live with him." Rachel knew that using some gentle sarcasm against Kurt whilst he was in this mood would make him open up further.
"No, I mean, really like him. A lot." Rachel's heart leapt for joy; finally Kurt had realised! Since they had moved in together, Rachel and Finn had both noticed changes in Kurt, especially when Blaine was around or the subject of conversation, and had been able to discuss it in the evening. After a week or two, Finn had told his fiancée that he had spoken to Blaine about it, and how it seemed that Blaine felt the same way about Kurt. Although neither one of them would admit to each other, let alone themselves. "And now there's this whole thing with Thad, and I- I don't know what to do because I don't know if Blaine likes me the same way and if he does then why hasn't he done anything yet?" Rachel got up and moved around the table so that she was sat next to Kurt allowed him to collapse in her arms.
"Kurt, honey, shh," Rachel soothed, rubbing her hand up and down his back and cradling him in her arms. "I'm sure that Blaine likes you. I've seen the way you two look at each other," She told him as he gazed up at her with wide eyes, sniffling as he tried to calm his tears. Rachel had sworn to Finn that she wouldn't intervene, that neither of them could do anything until the boys came to their senses by themselves. And although it was killing her not to just tell Kurt everything, Rachel was keeping that promise. "There is definitely some chemistry there; I wouldn't be surprised if Blaine did feel the same way." Because I already know that he does. "You should at least tell him how you feel, Kurt."
"I should?" Kurt's eyes were wide with hope and a small smile was starting to form on his lips.
"Yes." Rachel leant down and placed a light kiss to his temple, making Kurt giggle. "I want you two to be boyfriends by tomorrow night, okay?" She teased, giving Kurt's shoulders a squeeze.
"Okay," Kurt grinned. Suddenly his grin disappeared to be replaced by concern. "What about Thad?"
"Just tell him… things weren't working out between you two and you didn't want to lead him on because you think you have feelings for someone else." She shrugged casually, as if the answer to Kurt's question was obvious. "It's less cliché than 'It's not you, it's me' or some shit like that and it istrue."
Kurt thought about it for a moment, realising that what he was doing was leading Thad on. He'd have to do it tomorrow, which would be horrible; Thad had offered to take Kurt to brunch, and at a proper restaurant this time rather than one of the little cafés near NYADA. It wasn't really breaking up, but Kurt had a horrible feeling in the pit of his stomach that Thad would see it that way. But then Kurt couldn't ignore his feelings for Blaine.
"I don't know, man." Blaine said uneasily as he paced around his dressing room, Finn watching him move back and forth from where he sat next to Blaine's dresser. Finn and Blaine had become pretty good friends over the past few weeks ever since Blaine's indirect confession of his feelings for Kurt, and now Finn had turned up at the end of West Side Story to ask Blaine why he stillhadn't told Kurt how he felt. "I don't think I can do it."
"Why?" Finn asked, frowning at Blaine. "Why can't you just tell him?"
Blaine stopped pacing and ran a hand through his hair. "It's not that simple, Finn." He mumbled, facing away from Finn to hide how his eyes were starting to water at remembering how he had driven Kurt into the arms of another man.
"Why does everyone keep saying that?" Finn exclaimed as he jumped up out of his chair in exasperation. "It isthat simple!"
"Whokeeps saying that?" Blaine turned to him, eyeing him closely whilst deep down hoping that Finn was talking about Kurt, about how he was in the same position as Blaine; he had feelings for him, but didn't know how to deal with them or if doing so would be crossing a boundary.
Finn blushed slightly and stared at Blaine, frozen, before mumbling. "Just… people."
Blaine shook his head and began pacing again, ignoring Finn's evasiveness and turning his thoughts back to the one person he couldn't stop thinking about; Kurt. "I made a mistake, Finn," He muttered, rubbing the back of his neck as he turned back to Finn. "A big one."
Finn's eyes widened and his shoulders tensed up, and suddenly Blaine found himself on the end of a death glare. "What did you do Blaine?"
"I… I," Blaine spluttered, taking a step backwards when Finn took one towards him. "I introduced him to my friend Thad," Blaine almost whimpered when his back hit the wall. "They really hit it off and now they're dating and I-"
"Dating?" Blaine realised that he'd shut his eyes in his panic, and upon opening them saw that Finn was now staring at the floor, the cogs in his head visibly trying to comprehend what Blaine had blurted out. "Since when?"
"Well, I-I introduced them last Sunday-"
"Yeah I know that." Finn butted in. "I meant, since when were they dating? They haven't even known each other for a whole week!"
"How do you know about Thad?" Blaine was suddenly the confused one, staring at Finn and trying to figure out if he'd let it slip accidentally, but he had barely spoken to Finn all week.
"Rachel told me." Finn shrugged. "Kurt told her, so she told me. Look, stop trying to change the subject, dude," Finn was suddenly serious again. "And answer my question; since when has Kurt been dating this Thad guy? The last I heard they'd gotten coffee together and they went for lunch yesterday, but not dating."
"Well, I- I don't know if they are dating, but they have been on dates."
"Yeah, dates." Finn echoed, saying the words as if Blaine wasn't hearing them properly and saying them twice would make him understand, but it didn't. "Blaine, just because they've been on dates it doesn't mean that they're dating." Finn smiled at him softly as he watched Blaine's face cloud over with realization. "Dude, they haven't even kissed yet."
Blaine's eyes snapped up to Finn's, his face a picture of shock. "How do you know that?"
"Rachel." Finn stated, shrugging his shoulders before glancing down at his watch. "Speaking of my fiancée, I should be getting home." Finn turned and picked up his jacket from where it was hung over the back of the chair he had been sitting in earlier. The two men said their goodbyes before Finn left, but not before Finn made Blaine promise to tell Kurt how he felt.
Kurt got home to an empty apartment, and he felt his excitement plummet; he had wanted to rush in and come clean about his feelings to Blaine, doing it quickly so that he couldn't change his mind, much like ripping off a band aid. But the unoccupied rooms made his confidence begin to ebb, until he realized that Blaine not being here was in fact incredibly helpful; it gave him time to figure out exactly what he wanted to say to him.
Blaine closed the door to his dressing room twenty minutes after Finn had left, pulling on his jacket and turning left instead of right, deciding to take the actors' exit rather than the main foyer. It would take him longer, but Blaine needed the extra time to figure out how he was going to confess to Kurt when he got home. Home. Where Kurt was. Probably waiting up for Blaine to get back as he did most nights, just to make sure Blaine got home safely.
"Blaine, wait up!" Blaine's daydreams were cut short by a voice behind him, accompanied by footsteps running down the hallway behind him. Blaine knew that voice, and in just three words it managed to burst his bubble of hope. Blaine turned to see Thad just as he reached him, slowing to a walk and falling into step beside him.
"Hey Thad," Blaine smiled, trying to stay cheery in front of the man who was stopping him from being with the man he loved, despite what Finn had told him. "Good show tonight."
"Thanks," Thad beamed, "You were amazing, as always." Blaine chuckled, unable to keep back his modest nature as he denied that he was that good. "I mean it, B," Thad continued as they approached the doors that would lead them out onto the street. "You really are amazing, and I don't just mean on the stage."
"What do you mean?" Blaine looked at Thad with sideways glance, not really wanting to face him fully. Thad put his hand on Blaine's shoulder and pulled him to a stop, turning Blaine to face him at the same time.
"I just, I wanted to say thank you, for introducing me to Kurt the other day," Thad blushed and looked to the floor, taking his hand of Blaine's shoulder and running it through his hair. Blaine felt a pang of jealousy bigger than he ever had before; he'd never spoken to Thad about his relationship – whatever that may be – with Kurt, but now that he was it just drove the stake further through his heart. "He's really great, and I- I really hope that our relationship moves on from just coffee and brunch, y'know?" Yes, I do know. Because I want it, too. "Does-" Thad hesitated before looking Blaine in the eye. "Does he ever talk about me? Y'know, how he feels about me and stuff?"
Blaine could see that his eyes were full of hope, wanting Blaine to tell him how Kurt just never stopped talking about him and he wanted the same things as Thad did, and deep down Blaine wanted to say that just to make his friend happy, but because Thad was in fact one of his best friends, Blaine had to tell the truth.
"Well, y'know our works overlap most of the time, so really we don't see each other that much at home." Blaine shifted his weight from one foot to the other, feeling a little guilty as Thad's face dropped slightly.
"Oh, right," The two friends both turned their gazes away from the other, equally wanting this moment to just be over and done with. "Well, that's understandable… He's a teacher, you work here… Yeah, I can see how that would happen. Well I'll, er; I guess I'll see you tomorrow." Blaine looked up again to see Thad partially smiling, one side of his mouth curled up without the smile reaching his eyes. "Bye Blaine." He raised his hand in a slight wave and left, heading out through the door and onto the street without looking back.
Blaine stood staring at the door where Thad had disappeared, his heart sinking even further when he thought over Thad's words. Tomorrow meant two things; one, Blaine would see Thad at work as usual, but tomorrow would be different because, two, Thad was taking Kurt out for brunch and he would most likely recount the whole occasion to Blaine, ignorant to the dagger he was pushing further and further through Blaine's heart.
"Blaine?" Blaine's head snapped up to look around him to see where the voice was coming from. The voice was soft and caring, and that was probably why Blaine hadn't expected the source of it to be Santana Lopez. She was stood just outside the door to her dressing room, gazing at him with soft eyes, obviously having overheard the exchange between Thad and Blaine. "Are you okay?" She stepped forward as she spoke, leaning slightly as if she couldn't quite see him. It was only then that Blaine realised he was crying.
Kurt was sat on the sofa in the living room, nervously shifting every few minutes whilst he attempted to watch… something. He wasn't even paying attention anymore. He was just waiting for Blaine to get home, choosing the 'sooner rather than later' option to express himself.
His phone buzzed to his right and he casually looked over to see who the text was from, grabbing his phone when he realised that it was from Blaine.
Don't wait up for me tonight, it read. I'm going for a drink with Santana so I'll be home later than usual. B x
Kurt stared at the screen for a few seconds, frowning. Blaine didn't even like Santana. Well, he'd never told Kurt that he didn't, but then again he'd never told Kurt if he did. But why was Blaine going for a drink with her? The last time Blaine had gone somewhere with Santana and alcohol was involved, he'd come back completely out-of-his-mind drunk. Kurt quickly fired off a reply.
What do you mean 'a drink'? Don't you have work tomorrow? X
Less than a minute later, Kurt's phone buzzed again.
Yes, that's why I'm not going to get drunk. We just fancied a catch-up, that's all. Now go get some sleep! X
Kurt still found it hard to completely believe that Blaine was just going for an innocent drink with Santana, but he was exhausted and so glumly trudged off to bed.
Confessing my love for Blaine will have to wait until the morning, Kurt thought to himself as he got changed into his pyjamas and slid into his bed. I just hope I can do it before Thad comes.
"What's going on, Blaine?" Santana kept her voice down as she leant in close, warily eyeing the other people around her and Blaine as they sat in Tonic. Blaine was subdued and moping as he stared at the untouched beer in his hands. When he didn't reply, Santana tried a different angle. "I heard you talking to Thad earlier," She said softly. "Is this about Kurt or something?" Blaine's eyes finally looked up to meet hers.
"Is what about Kurt?" Blaine surprised himself by saying it with so much venom in his voice, but right now he just wanted to curl up in his sock draw and sleep for days until the pains in his chest went away. However, his attitude hadn't put Santana off; in fact, it was just the proof she needed that she was right.
"This," She gestured to him with a wave of her hand. "This… sulking."
"I'm not sulking." Blaine mumbled, looking down at the floor.
"Yes you are," Santana said firmly, and Blaine knew there was no point in arguing. Santana was right; he was sulking, but it was only because he still couldn't believe that he hadn't spoken up to Kurt sooner. "Just tell him how you feel, Blaine."
Blaine stared at her in confusion, wondering how on earth she could read his mind. "T-tell him what?"
"Tell. Kurt. That. You. Like. Him" Santana said, saying each word slowly but clearly to really drive the message home.
"How did you-?"
"Never mind how I knew, Blainers," She waved him off, obviously beginning to near the end of her infamously short temper at Blaine's stupid questions. "Just tell him, kay?"
Blaine nodded softly, beginning to grin widely. "Thanks Santana." He leant across the small table and hugged her tightly, still wondering where the usual, sassy and sarcastic Santana had disappeared to.
"No problem, Hobbit," Ah, there she was. "Just tell him, okay? I know how much it hurts when you can't be with someone you love," Blaine recalled the story she'd told him of her coming to terms with her own sexuality and realising her feelings for Brittany. "And I also know how amazing it feels when you finally get to be with them." She added as she pulled away, her eyes smiling for her as she thought of her girlfriend. "I'd better head off. Britts is waiting for me at home and I can only stay away from her for so long." Santana blushed slightly as she grinned, getting ready to leave. "Want a ride?"
"Yeah, go on then," Blaine beamed, taking one large drink from his beer before setting it down on the table and joining Santana as she left.
Less than ten minutes later Blaine was letting himself into the apartment, having said goodbye to Santana in the car and waving to her as she drove away, to find that Kurt had listened to him and gone to bed earlier. Relieved that he had until the morning to figure out that he wanted to say to Kurt and more importantly how, Blaine crawled into bed and fell asleep as soon as his head hit the pillow.
Saturday
Kurt woke with a start, knowing that there was something important that he had to do today and racking his just-woken brain for what that something was. He tumbled out of bed and shuffled out into the hallway towards the bathroom. He passed Blaine's door, which was slightly ajar, and noticed the unmistakable form of his roommate tangled up in the bed sheets, his upper body on show as the fabric encased the lower.
Swallowing the lump in his throat, Kurt continued towards the bathroom and hopped in the shower, resolving to talk to Blaine over breakfast, or in Kurt's case, coffee; he couldn't exactly eat breakfast before going to brunch with Thad. Damn it. Thad. Kurt reasoned that it was probably just gone seven am, and Thad wasn't due to pick him up until half past ten, which gave Kurt roughly three hours to sort everything out after his shower.
The sound of the shower being turned on woke Blaine from his slumber, and he groaned as he tried to free his legs from the mess of bed sheets that covered him from the stomach down. Immediately the previous night came rushing back to him; his conversations with Finn, Thad and then Santana, each of them contributing to his decision to tell Kurt how he felt.
Resisting the urge to run down the hall and pound on the bathroom door until Kurt opened it, most likely with a towel around his waist, his hair still dripping… No, Blaine had to focus. Pulling on a pair of sweatpants he made his way to the kitchen and began making breakfast for the two of them, fully aware of the fact that Kurt was supposed to be going to brunch with Thad in just a few hours.
And decided to blissfully ignore it.
Walking down the hallway to the kitchen about forty-five minutes later, skin-regime done and wearing an immaculate outfit as he always did, Kurt was greeted by the smell of pancakes, coffee and was that waffles?
He entered the kitchen to see Blaine putting two plates facing each other on opposite sides of the table, supplementing them with cutlery and then standing back to appreciate his work. He glanced up at Kurt and beamed, gesturing for Kurt to sit down.
"Good morning," He chirped, turning to get a plate stacked with pancakes and waffles and setting it down on the table between the two plates as Kurt cautiously sat down.
"Good morning," He answered uncertainly. "Blaine, what is all of this?" He looked down at the still-steaming breakfast and felt his stomach yearn for him to just reach out and eat it.
"Breakfast," Blaine was still beaming when he sat down, pouring himself a mug of coffee before doing the same for Kurt.
"Yes, I know that," Kurt rolled his eyes and shook his head lightly. "I mean, what is all of this?" He gestured to the plate of food, his earlier resolve to confess to Blaine slipping from his grasp.
Blaine merely shrugged. "It's not often I'm up before you," He said. "I just thought I'd make us some breakfast whilst I waited for you to get up."
"I was up before you; I saw you still asleep in bed when I went for a shower." Kurt countered, blushing when he realized that he'd just admitted to seeing Blaine half-naked in bed. Blaine realized it too, and flushed red himself when he thought about the fact that his comforter was very close to revealing that he wasn't wearing anything last night.
"You did?"
"Your door was open." Kurt murmered, averting his gaze as he turned an even brighter shade of pink. Blaine chuckled at him as he helped himself to the pancakes and waffles that still sat untouched between them. Inside his heart was beating rapidly, waiting for a window of opportunity to speak up. Opposite him, Kurt was trying to control his breathing as he sipped at his coffee. Sat here with Blaine, he thought about how much easier things would be if they were a couple. They could share a bed, Kurt's of course, and turn Blaine's bedroom into the walk-in wardrobe Kurt had always wanted. They could snuggle together on the sofa whilst watching one of those soppy rom-coms that always appeared on TV. In that moment Kurt decided that he wanted all of that; he wanted a relationship, and not with just anyone. He wanted it with Blaine.
"Blaine, I have something to tell you."
:O! Points to the people who find the AVPM reference - it's kinda easy but I just HAD to put it in there. I'll give you a mention, too :)
Oh, guys I got a Tumblr account today! :D .com - go find me! :) I'll follow anyone who follows me, and just to let you all know I reblog anything I find adorable, mostly Klaine, but some other stuff thrown in too. And I may start posting sneak peeks of this story - and others - too, so keep an eye out for that if you do end up following me.
I think I mentioned a few chapters ago that I'm planning on uploading another story apart from this and True Colours, but life's been a little hectic this week so I haven't had a chance to start it, and so I will be temporarily postponing it. I may actually just upload what I've done as a drabble... Hmm.
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