A/N: beta and cover art by fearlesslyandforeverklaine. Any issues with NYC, computer or fashion related things just let me know. Thank you for reading! Please review! EDITED VERSION. Follow on tumblr at slytherindestiel and twitter slytherinklaine. If you want. (:
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Chapter Six
Kurt woke up the morning after the night out to the buzzing of his phone. Reaching out from under the duvet, that was completely covering him; he pulled the phone into his cocoon of warmth. Glancing at the time before opening the message, he saw that it was only 7:13 in the morning, much too early for a Saturday. What was worst was that the message was from Isabelle which probably meant work would be happening today.
Kurt, we have a problem. Couture wants the fashion week photos to go into the magazine for this month. We haven't gotten those back yet. Or I can't find them. Do you know? –Isabelle
This could possibly mean a stress filled day, and Kurt had been looking forward to maybe getting coffee with Blaine. Oh he really wanted to get coffee with Blaine, maybe get him to blush a little bit too. Kurt snuggled deeper into the duvet, holding his phone against his chest, wondering if it was too early to text him yet. He also wanted to talk to Santana about last night, but he wasn't exactly sure if she had company still or if she was even here. His phone vibrating put a stop to those thoughts.
Kurt you can't possibly be sleeping! It's already 7 in the morning! Call me.-Isabelle
Deciding he shouldn't make her wait anymore Kurt went ahead and called her. Dialing her number Kurt contemplated actually getting up to talk, but decided he could just wait until he knew if he needed to go in or not.
"Kurt, finally, I don't know why you didn't answer before, but it's not important. I really need you to come in so that we can figure out what to do about the lack of photos. I was reading over the contracts Vogue has with Couture and we are supposed to include fashion week. I just can't believe they haven't sent the photos over yet, or at least emailed copies. It's been a week, we already have stuff for the Uptown one and that was on the 12th. I just don't know what happened, maybe a messenger lost it, although really we should have at least got some kind of notice if it was even sent, you know?"
Kurt was used to Isabelle rambling on, usually if he let her get everything out, she would eventually figure it out on her own. Turning so that he could just lay the phone on his face, with his head on the pillow, he closed his eyes and made hmm-ing noises to let her know he was listening.
"Of course, usually we also get the copies sent to my email, but since the new email got incorporated, some of the emails have still been going to the old address. I do usually have my assistant taking care of checking that, I should probably make sure she has been doing that still. I swear if that's where the copies have gone I may be getting a new assistant. I did tell her that we had to continue checking for at least 6 months, and on special holidays, like right before Christmas, because you know we only use some people once a year. Oh Kurt, I'm sorry I'm just going on and on, I will go check that real quick and then send a message if I still need you or not."
Kurt smiled softly into his pillow, thinking he totally called that, even if it was only in his head.
"Yes, I will just stay in my comfy bed until you message me."
"You really were sleeping? It's so late though." Isabelle's voiced actually sounded confused like she couldn't believe someone would sleep past seven in the morning, even on a Saturday.
"Ha, yes not everyone likes to be up when the sun comes up. I also had a lovely night out, which involved some light drinking, and a very cute man." Kurt grinned thinking about Blaine again, from how cute it was when he blushed, to his adorable smile, to the bow-tie that he somehow made incredibly sexy. Kurt could not wait to see him again.
"Oh you did, did you? Why didn't you tell me about having a date?"
"Because it wasn't actually a date, Santana had a date that was kind of a group thing too. It just so happened that me and her date's friend hit it off really well. We aren't talking about this, at least not until you figure out if you need to actually panic about the photos or not. So go check your email and get back to me."
"Alright, I'll let you out of it for a bit, but I want details mister. I do want to remind you, that I am your boss, not the other way around."
Kurt could hear the smile in Isabelle's voice, so he wasn't exactly worried about her being serious about the last line.
"Of course you are, I'm just being a dutiful employee and reminding you of priorities."
"Okay, okay, I'm going now, will text you soon."
"Goodbye boss."
"Don't get cheeky, Bye now."
Kurt giggled into his phone as it disconnected, though probably from lack of sleep, since he was only able to get a few hours in. He hoped he wouldn't have to go in, he really did want to text Blaine and set up a coffee date, if nothing else, though he really wanted more, or both. Everything about him was intriguing, especially his job, though most people probably wouldn't think Kurt would be interested in that type of thing. He wasn't really, not for himself, but there was something about a man who was smart enough to get a job that involved such advance computer skills and at the FBI of all places.
Picking up his phone to see the time, 7:47am, he should probably get up anyways, whether or not he needed to go into work. Throwing the duvet off his body, Kurt rolled out of the bed, going to the blender so he could make a semi-breakfast that would re-hydrate him. Getting out the fruit, ice, and non-fat milk for the smoothie, Kurt set to work making it. After blending, and pouring the smoothie into a glass, Kurt went to his room to grab his phone hoping it was a negative for going into work. Sure enough there was a text from Isabelle.
So the photos were not in the email, which honestly I didn't think they would be because of the forwarding. I had Sugar go down to our storage room to see if they had gotten mixed in with the older photos, they had. I do still need you to come in but only for a little while. –Isabelle
Alright, though you're "little whiles" tend to be longer. –Kurt
I sincerely promise this will be quick I just want you to look at them briefly; you'll be working the spread on Monday. –Isabelle
Okay, I'll see you in a few then. –Kurt
Kurt frowned at his phone, not liking that he had to put off texting Blaine, but it was still pretty early for normal people, and he may not even answer. With that thought Kurt decided to go shower. He quickly drank the rest of the smoothie, then took the glass into the kitchen.
Going back to his room to the en suite he went through his normal routine of showering, moisturizing, and fixing his hair, Kurt was finished in 30 minutes. Still with a towel around his waist, Kurt went to his closet to pick out an outfit. He decided to go simple, but still elegant, and if he needed to change later for a potential date he could. Grabbing a pair of Levi's and the John Varvatos vest, from the closet/room, Kurt then went to his dresser and grabbed a white Henley, undershirt and socks. He got dressed quickly, thinking the sooner he got done with work, the sooner he would be able to text Blaine.
On his way out, Kurt considered going to Santana's room, just to see if she was here, but decided he would just send her a text. Last time he checked in on her after a night out, he had seen way too much of the female anatomy, he still shuddered when he thought about it.
My dear sweet Satan, hope last night was fun. Mine was! Though I don't think as much as yours. Not sure if you're even home, but I got to run into work for a bit. Talk to you soon (: -Kurt
Sending that off, he walked out the door starting down the three flights of stairs and off to Vogue.
Kurt walked through the front doors of Vogue at almost 9am. He had made a quick stop at Starbucks to pick up coffees for both him and Isabelle, since her assistant didn't seem to know what she was doing. Kurt was probably being harsh, but the woman messed up and now he had to go into work when he'd rather be doing something else.
Kurt made his way up to Isabelle's office, waving at Tina, he briefly wondered if she worked every day, because he always saw her when he came in. The trip on the ride up was quick, since he was the only one in the elevator, and luckily there weren't any more passengers that got on. The elevator dinged signaling the doors opening; he got off and made his way to end of the hallway where Isabelle's office was. Kurt knocked on her door, opening it once he heard her say come in.
"I am here now, and with coffee. I figured you could use some since your assistant isn't up to par." Kurt said this before he looked around and noticed that the assistant was actually in here too. Though a normal person may have felt contrite after noticing her, Kurt just gave her a superior look and turned to Isabelle.
"Thank you Kurt, both for the coffee and coming in."
Kurt was a little surprised that Isabelle hadn't reprimanded him for the slight to her assistant, but maybe she was just as frustrated with her as Kurt was.
"No problem, as long as it doesn't take too long, I figure it's a little early to text that guy I mentioned anyways. What do we need to do?"
Looking up at Kurt from the photos she had spread on her desk, she grinned at him.
"Right, your guy, of course you would want to talk to him. I'll be brief, promise. Basically what I want you to tell me is what order you think you'll put the photos in, and the basic color scheme. Sugar printed off copies from my email, since I know you prefer hardcopy for doing the layout. I hate to do this, but I need to run samples for the colors and get them in for a basic print, before Monday."
Kurt went around to the other side of Isabelle's desk to get a good look at the photos. Kurt had already seen the dresses, since he had in fact gone to that show, but things always looked different in photos. Most of the photos were a dark background, almost black, with the dresses being vibrant so they stood out more. Kurt flicked through the photos, there were about 20 here.
"How many pages are we doing and are there a certain piece that needs to be centered?"
Isabelle went back to her computer to the email to check if there was a premier piece for the line. "There isn't one, though there are four designers."
Kurt bit his lip, going through the photos again.
"How many pages?"
"We have 10 empty pages at the moment; the plan was for advertising the non-fashion products, at least the ones that aren't normally in the magazine. I'd like to use less than five for this, what are you thinking?"
Kurt walked over to the table Isabelle had by the wall so he could spread out the photos, setting them up by designer.
"So what I'm thinking is that we can use four pages, one for each designer and maybe just select one of the more elegant dresses for the center piece. Can we get a short article about them?"
Isabelle pursed her lips together, thinking about whether they had someone available to write on such short notice.
After a few minutes of silence, Kurt turned to look at her and noticed how she seemed to be trying to think of someone. "It doesn't have to be anything big, just brief bio; I'll have the names of each designer under the dresses. You might even just get an intern to do it; we have those for writers don't we?"
"Yes we do, but I'd have to look up their names, since I only work with the head of the journalism department."
"Joe could do it." Sugar had been just standing by Isabelle's desk, not really doing anything, but she did know most of the interns there.
Kurt looked at Isabelle, and then turned to Sugar.
"And who is Joe exactly?"
Sugar fumbled with the files she was holding, more nervous to be dealing with Kurt than Isabelle.
"Well he's Joe Hart, an intern in the journalism department, I see him a lot when I have to take files there. He's really nice."
"Nice does not always mean he can write." Kurt gave her a judgmental look, not really trusting her; he looked to Isabelle for input. "What do you think? Have you heard of this guy?"
"Yes I have, well I have seen some of the things he's written, so I think we could use him for this. Sugar go ahead and give him a call, he'll need to come in today and do a rough draft maybe work with Kurt."
Sugar smiled and shot Kurt a smug look.
"Congrats you did something right, now maybe next time you could learn how to work an email account." Kurt may have been being a little harsh, but he couldn't help it, he was missing out on a cute bow-tied man right now. At least he hoped he was missing out, from Kurt's point of view they had hit it off really well.
Hearing Kurt say that, Sugar looked contrite as she walked out the door to go get in touch with Joe.
"Kurt don't be so mean, I know she messed up, but this is the first time in a while. Do you want to work with him today, or just leave a list of things you want?"
Kurt looked at the time, 9:33am, it'd probably take a good half hour for Joe to get here, and yes he did prefer talking in person, rather than giving someone a list, he didn't want to put off texting Blaine for too long. He could still text him at work, and then maybe go out for coffee from here, if that were to happen.
"Honestly I can't help it, she makes it easy, and I had things to do today." Kurt shrugged, going back to the photos and picking out which piece he wanted to feature. "If Joe can get here in half an hour then I will wait, but if it's later than that I will just get all the colors for you, the features, and make a list for him."
"That sounds fine, I am sorry I called you in." Isabelle smiled softly at Kurt's back, she really appreciated all the work he did, and she wouldn't be surprised when he became head of the magazine.
"Really it's fine, haven't actually decided on plans for the day, but I want to. I can always text him from here, to set up plans I just wanted to give him my full attention, you know?"
"Aw, you must really like him! I'm happy for you, but I thought you just met him last night?"
"I did, which is kind of crazy, but we just click. Thank you though." Kurt smiled down at the photos he was holding, he really just couldn't get over how well they got on last night, and wanted more of that, soon too.
Isabelle's phone rang at that point.
"Hello…okay good I'll let Kurt know…thank you Sugar, hold on for a second." She turned to Kurt to ask him a question. "Sugar said Joe will be here in 15 minutes, do you want him to go to your office or here?"
"My office, that way you will still be able to work on other things, without us bothering you."
Isabelle nodded before turning back to the phone.
"Sugar I need you to call Joe back, have him go to Kurt's office when he gets here…Thanks again…bye."
Kurt gathered up all the photos, sticking them in their envelope.
"I will come drop these off before I leave, unless you just want to wait for the article too? I don't really know how long it takes to write something like that, not too long I would think."
"I think it'll take a day at least, he can give me a brief rough-draft today, and then the complete one on Monday. So go ahead and just bring me the layout and colors before you leave."
"Sounds good, hopefully I will see you in less than an hour." Grabbing his coffee Kurt moved to walk out the door.
"Thank you, Kurt."
Kurt waved his hand at her as he was leaving.
Kurt had been standing at the table in his office bemoaning the fact that his coffee had gone cold when there was a knock on the door. Looking at the clock on his desk, he noticed it'd actually been twenty minutes now, so this had better be Joe. Kurt walked to the door and opened it, surprised by what he saw, having never met Joe before. Joe was dressed in designer clothes, that was pretty much a rule here, but they were the casual kind, or maybe even hipster, he even had dreadlocks.
"Are you Joe?" Kurt questioned.
"Yes, I brought you a coffee too; Sugar told me what kind you drink."
Kurt was surprised but happy about the coffee, moving to the side he motioned Joe inside.
"Thank you, though I'm not really sure how she knows my order."
"Well, I'm not sure either, but maybe she asked someone else."
Kurt nodded, privately thinking that Sugar just wanted to get back into his good graces, luckily for her it might be working. Taking a sip of coffee, Kurt brought Joe over to the table with all the photos.
"So basically this is what we are working with. I have four designers, 23 photos; I have a problem that two of the designers have more photos than the others, so it's not even. That doesn't matter for you though. Do you want to take notes?"
Joe nodded and pulled out a tablet from his satchel. Once Joe was ready, Kurt started to list off everything the article would need.
"Each bio will be short, about 30 words, no more than 50 for sure, I want name, age, career length and most popular work they have done. Nothing from this particular show, that's what the photos are for. You can add a short quote if you want, I want them all the same length though. Isabelle wants a rough-draft before you leave today and the finished product on her desk first thing Monday morning. Can you do all that?" Kurt knew Isabelle hadn't said first thing, but he knew she would need it as soon as possible, better to make them hurry now, than be rushing later.
"Yeah, I can, I will just have to look up all their information online but won't be too difficult. Do you have the names?"
Kurt rolled his eyes, of course he had the names of the designers, even if he didn't know them off the top of his head, he would have them on the photos.
"Yes, I have them on the photos; here you can put them in your notes." Kurt handed him the paper with designer names on it.
"Do you want me to stay in here while I write so you can read it?" Joe asked, as he typed the names into his tablet.
"No that's not necessary, I'm not the one who's going to approve wording anyway, so just go wherever you normally would to work." Kurt wasn't sure whether Joe had a desk even, since some interns didn't.
Joe nodded, and put his tablet back in his satchel, he then held his hand out to Kurt.
"Thank you for letting me do this for you, I appreciate it."
Kurt shook Joe's hand, smiling as he did. "You should thank Sugar really, but you're welcome."
Joe left then, and Kurt turned back to his table. Spending a few minutes looking at the photos, Kurt started to zone out, picturing what Blaine might be doing, if he was still sleeping, he probably looked adorable all snuggled into a blanket with his curly hair. Kurt may have been mentally swooning at the visual. Kurt picked his phone up off the table, deciding it was late enough that he could send a text to Blaine. He didn't know if he should go for flirty this early, so considering the fact that Blaine was probably hung-over still, he asked if he was okay.
Hey! It's Kurt, from last night, in case you're still drunk :) I just wanted to check and see that you were okay? –Kurt
Not knowing if he would get an immediate reply, Kurt went back to work. Picking out which photo he wanted for the center would be easy, especially on the ones he had less pictures of, the photos he would place on the sidelines would be harder. Not really sure if he should have them be equal amount of pictures, because it'd look weird if there were full pages for the designer with less photos. If he could somehow get more it'd be nice, but Kurt knew there really wasn't enough time for that.
Deciding instead to do three pages, and incorporate the two designers with lesser photos onto one page, it'd give for a better flow and that was the important part here. Kurt arranged the two features that would be on pages alone, and then went about setting four photos around each to make it box like. At that point Kurt heard his phone buzz, setting the photo down Kurt reached for it, then it buzzed again, and then again. Kurt really hoped that it was Blaine.
Hi, yes of course I remember you, and even if I didn't I could track your number and find out everything about you. –Blaine
Not that I would do that! That would be creepy! -Blaine
Oh God, now I sound like some creepier! I swear I'm not! –Blaine
Reading through the texts Kurt giggled at Blaine, he was so adorable and just perfect. Though thinking about it Blaine being able to find out all that stuff about him, rather than being weird, Kurt found it endearing.
Blaine, really it's okay. I don't think you're a creepy stalker. It's actually really cool that you could do that, though I hope you won't? –Kurt
Thank you, I wouldn't. Of course not, and to actually answer your question, I'm fine. A little hung-over, but nothing water won't cure. –Blaine
What about you? Though I don't think you drank as much. –Blaine
Kurt leaned down over his table, knocking the photos a bit, but not caring in the slightest; he loved how quick Blaine sent his messages. Also how concerned he was for Kurt was lovely too.
Oh I am fine, I didn't drink as much and I have been up for a few hours already. :) –Kurt
That's good, I'm glad :) –Blaine
Kurt couldn't help the grin that showed up on his face at that, or what he sent for his next text.
;) I kind of wanted to ask if you want to meet up for coffee later? –Kurt
Kurt could hurry his work along, meet Blaine in an hour or so, have coffee and talk about their future relationship. Kurt was sure he could make Blaine his boyfriend.
I'd love to! –Blaine
Kurt may have squealed a little.
Great :) What's a good time for you? –Kurt
Kurt waited for a few minutes, wondering why the immediate answers had stopped. He didn't think he was coming on too strong, maybe Blaine was just busy right now. After a few more minutes his phone buzzed.
Sorry about delay, I had to check my emails to make sure nothing came up for work. I actually need to make a phone call and then I can give you an answer. So sorry! :( -Blaine
Right, of course he would have to do that, he works for the freaking FBI.
Oh that is completely fine! I'm sure your work is really important, and I'm not busy most of the day. –Kurt
Kurt knew he would be able to finish work in an hour or less, so he felt confident in sending that.
Thank you for understanding. I promise I will get back as soon as I can. –Blaine
Can't wait! :) –Kurt
Sending that message Kurt went back to work, hoping he could get done before Blaine even replied to him.
Kurt got back to the apartment around 11, he hadn't heard back from Blaine yet, but it hadn't been too long yet. Kurt went into the kitchen intending to grab a snack, when Santana's door banged open and she ran out and hugged him.
"While I'm enjoying the love here, you're wrinkling my clothes, so you need to stop." Kurt patted her back a little, and then reached up to pry her arms off of him.
"Oh stop it about the clothes, good things have happened here, celebrate with me!" Santana was all smiles, stepping back from Kurt and hopping up on the counter. "Sorry I didn't answer your text earlier, I just saw it. I have got to tell you all the goods that happened last night."
Kurt moved over the cupboards, looking for something to eat.
"It's fine really. Please spare me the details of your sex life, I hear enough as is."
"Whatever, it's not like I haven't heard yours. Enough about that though, let's talk about Dani and how absolutely amazing she is."
Kurt turned away from his search for food, not really seeing anything that appealed to him.
"Okay go on with your lesbian fun times." He grinned at her to let her know he was joking.
Santana just rolled her eyes.
"Right, well we had drinks, talked about how awesome her job is I mean like she has a gun, how hot is that? I told her about mine, of course I just said model, left out the boring bits that involve running errands and standing around all the time. She was totally all over that. We talked about boring shit too, like how me and you lived in Ohio. Oh showed her my tatt, and I can tell you for sure she really liked it." Santana winked at him.
"Oh god, that tattoo is horrible, I don't know why you're always talking about it. You got a little devil on your hip. Wait did you show her that while you guys were at the club?"
Santana grinned at him, but didn't answer.
"Did you guys dance at all, I don't remember seeing you?"
"Yeah we did, not too much because we left kind of early, Dani texted Blaine though, isn't that boy hot as shit though? I saw you guys talking at the bar by the way." Santana was smirking at Kurt now, probably thinking they had gone home together.
"It didn't end up how you're thinking, so stop that. But we did hit it off though. He's actually really great; in fact we are meeting for coffee soon. Well I hope soon, he hasn't texted me back yet."
Santana leaned across the island to reach for something, Kurt couldn't tell what.
"I guess that's great, but if he isn't trying to get into your pants ASAP, something is wrong with that boy's head. We'll find out now though."
"What do you mean?" Kurt questioned her, though now he could see the phone in her hand.
"Well your phone was buzzing a few minutes ago, so let's see what boy-toy says."
Kurt's eyes widened and he went to grab his phone from Santana, now realizing it was his phone, but Santana stood up on the island to hold it above her head. She read the text out loud.
"Hi, it's Blaine. I just wanted to tell you I am free until this evening.-Blaine. That's so cute how he says his name, like you wouldn't have the number saved."
"Give me the phone."
Santana handed the phone back and jumped down to sit on the island again, laughing at Kurt's red face. Although she could tell he wasn't embarrassed, but mad instead, it took an awful lot to embarrass Kurt.
Kurt checked the time before he typed out a message for Blaine.
You don't have to tell me who you are, I saved your number. :) That's good though; want to meet in about an hour? I know a great place. –Kurt
"Why didn't you say something when my phone buzzed?" Kurt scowled at Santana, hating that he made Blaine wait.
"I was talking to you, how was I to know you were trying to get lucky with Dani's friend."
"I'm not trying to 'get lucky' with him, I think we could actually date, we have a ton in common, he dresses extremely well, blushes at the best moments. His smile is to die for, not to mention how his eyes just kind of sparkle when he laughs."
"Damn boy, you went out once, and you're already smitten."
Kurt gave her a piercing look.
"Didn't you just do the same thing with Dani?"
"Not really, I had seen her before and for a month too, you just met Blaine last night."
Kurt shook his head a little, maybe he was moving a bit fast but he couldn't help his feelings.
"Hey, don't worry I'm not trying to bring you down, this is good for you. I'm just a little surprised, most of the guys you date, aren't really dates, so much as they are one-night stands that last for a week."
Kurt kind of hated how he used to be, but he also felt that people went through phases of dating, and he had just gone through one that involved sleeping around a bit, not a bad thing. It'd been a while anyways. Kurt's phone buzzed.
Yeah that sounds great! Just send me the address and I'll meet you there. –Blaine
It's called The Grey Dog; it's on 16th St. –Kurt
The Grey Dog was one of Kurt's favorite places for coffee, because it never seemed to get overly crowed unlike Starbucks.
Okay great, can't wait. See you in an hour! –Blaine
:) –Kurt
Kurt turned back to Santana; she was looking at him with a sympathic look on her face. Which he knew she would only ever give him, or whoever she was dating, she tended to hate the rest of the world.
"Don't worry, I know what you mean, it might be a little fast, but it's just coffee for right now. Plus its mid-day, not planning on bringing him back here for that, he really doesn't seem like the type anyway."
Santana smiled, glad she hadn't offended him.
"Well, you never know. It's the quiet ones you have to watch out for; I have total proof of that."
Kurt rolled his eyes; she probably did have actual proof, knowing her.
"Proof that I really don't want to see. Either way, I am waiting until a good time, like I said I really like him so I'm not rushing anything. Not that I would turn him down of course, I just don't see him making an offer."
Kurt walked out of the kitchen to head into the closet room, considering if he really had time to change, since it's a fifteen minute walk to the Grey Dog. Deciding to ask Santana's opinion, Kurt yelled out for her. "Do you think I should change? I have 30 minutes to get ready."
"I'm right here."
Kurt jumped turning around, not having heard her follow him.
"Oh sorry for yelling."
"It's fine, but why so soon, couldn't you have made it later? I'm surprised you only gave yourself 30 minutes to get ready. And I'm sure Blaine would make an offer, just look at your ass."
"Ha-ha, personally I think Blaine's is better though. Yeah, I just wanted to see him I guess." Kurt shrugged a little, he was surprised at himself too, but maybe he didn't have to look perfect, casual would be nice for coffee.
"If his ass is better than yours, I totally need to check it out next time I see him." Santana looked at him, roaming her eyes down and then up again. "Well this really does look good; you pull off casual like nobody else. It wouldn't be a bad thing to look like you aren't trying too hard, and this is all designer, so I'd leave it. Maybe freshen up the hair a bit."
"I'm gonna have to say no to that." Kurt walked over to the floor length mirror, considering the look. "Okay yeah I'll go with it; he's probably going casual too. I'll just redo my quiff and head out."
Kurt went to go to the bathroom but stopped at the door and went back to Santana to hug her. "I'm really happy for you and Dani, okay."
Santana smiled into his chest.
"Yeah I know, thanks Hummel. I am for you too, have fun."
"Thanks."
Kurt let go of her, and went to his bathroom. It took about 20 minutes to redo his hair, if he was going for the casual look; he wanted to make sure his hair would be perfect. By the time Kurt was finished he was starving not having eaten anything since the smoothie this morning; he hoped Blaine didn't mind him eating. Deciding to add a scarf to the look Kurt went into the closet again and grab a grey one quickly, not really paying too much attention to which designer it was. Yelling out a good-bye to Santana, Kurt left the apartment.
The walk to the coffee-house went by quickly or it felt like it, still took the same amount of time. When he first got there he didn't see Blaine anywhere so he glanced down at his phone to check the time, 1:51pm. Hopefully Blaine would get here soon; Kurt didn't want his stomach to start making noises, which would be embarrassing.
Soon enough Kurt saw him. Kurt wasn't sure he'd classify Blaine's outfit as casual or not, but the man sure as hell knew how to pull off salmon pants. Kurt may have had a little trouble pulling himself away from them. Wanting to see the front too, Kurt called out for him.
"Blaine." He had to say it a few times before he got the man's attention. When Blaine turned around Kurt was a little stunned, and he needed to get closer.
"Hey Blaine, I thought that was you." Kurt ran his eyes up and down, checking out both Blaine and what he was wearing. "You look really good, love the bow-tie. Let's go inside."
Kurt heard Blaine say something, it only took a moment to decipher it, but the way Blaine blushed was worth the wink, looks like this coffee date was going to go very well.
After they had both finished their coffee, Kurt didn't really want the date to end, so he asked Blaine to go for a walk with him. "Since we're finished here, how about a walk through the park?"
Blaine smiled at him, he really couldn't get used to how his eyes would sparkle when Blaine smiled, and he was really gorgeous.
"Yeah sure we can do that."
"Great, let's go then."
They both got up from the table, both grabbing their trash to throw in the bin on the way out. Blaine was in front of Kurt so he held the door open as they walked through.
"Thanks Blaine." Kurt had this feeling that Blaine used to watch old 50s movies, and based all his romantic notions on them. "You really are a gentleman aren't you?"
Surprisingly Blaine's cheeks only tinted red a small amount, Kurt would have been disappointed if not for the smile he had gotten.
"Well I just think people who are polite get along better in life."
"So what you are saying is that you're only polite to benefit yourself?" Kurt teased him.
"No! Nothing like that, I phrased that wrong. I just think manners are important, everyone deserves a little kindness."
"Well I don't think that's true, some people don't. I do get what you mean though." Kurt was probably a little more cynical than Blaine was.
They walked to the nearest park, which was a couple of blocks away. Since Kurt liked to take risks, although this wasn't really a risk, Kurt reached for Blaine's hand. Kurt felt Blaine tense for barely a second before he felt his hand gripped back; looking over Kurt could see Blaine smiling into his chest.
"So Blaine, is there anymore crazy things going on in your life I should know about?"
Blaine didn't answer right away, Kurt thought maybe Blaine did have more secrets; it wouldn't really be surprising though, given his career. "If you can't tell me that's cool, I'd understand."
Blaine turned to Kurt a little. "Oh it's not that, I was just trying to think if there actually was anything. Although, yes most of my work I couldn't tell you about."
"Figures. Here I thought dating a FBI agent; I would get all the good gossip."
"Well if its gossip you want, that's completely different."
Arriving at the park, which was more of a playground with a path around it, Kurt coaxed Blaine to a bench to sit down. Once seated Kurt motioned Blaine to start talking, he loved a good gab-fest.
"Um, I guess you could say I'm not the most social at work, Dani says I have fan-girls though but I've never really seen it."
"Oh Blaine, I could totally see that happening, you are very likable." There was the blush Kurt loved to see, along with a smile, which was better.
"Thanks, but I don't know really. Anyways I think the women she's talking about are these interns that are always in the break room. Sometimes I wonder if they actually work, I always see them in there." Blaine had a cute little frown on his face, like he couldn't believe people wouldn't work. It was beyond adorable. For a guy that has broken the law numerous times, he was very moral. "They were telling me about this guy in another department that they wanted to date, but were too afraid to talk to him. I guessed they were asking for advice, so I told them you just have to try and start a conversation, find something in common. They did keep asking me stuff I would like personally, which I don't really get because it's not like I would have the same interests as the other guy."
Kurt was really trying not to laugh, because from what it sounded like, those girls were actually flirting with Blaine. "Oh Blaine, I think those girls were trying to hit on you."
Blaine looked at Kurt, then down at his feet, and then back to Kurt again, you could pretty much see the comprehension dawning in his eyes. "But why?"
"You really don't see it do you?" Kurt kind of liked that Blaine wasn't big-headed, he didn't want him to be insecure of course, but it was nice to meet someone who didn't think that they were the center of the entire world. "That's okay, I will show you."
Blaine smiled at him. "I'm looking forward to it."
Kurt got home around six; he went into the kitchen straight away, wanting to eat a little. He tried listening to see if Santana was home, but he couldn't really hear anything. Shrugging his shoulders he went about finding some food, planning to check her room after he got his food. There was left over Thai in the fridge from Thursday, he smelled it to check if it was still edible, demeaning it not, he threw it in the bin. Sifting through the other things in the fridge, he just grabbed the milk to make some cereal.
Getting out everything he needed, Kurt went over to sit at the island.
While pouring the cereal and milk, Kurt thought about everything Blaine had told him today. He was so intrigued by the hacking thing, which he was surprised about because it was actually a criminal act, and Kurt had never liked criminals before. Though really he shouldn't judge people, after all if a person like Blaine could be a criminal, than who's to say there aren't others like him.
Kurt ate his cereal slowly. Another thing though, what if Blaine still does it, I mean sure he works for the FBI now, but maybe he still did stuff on the side. Could Kurt date someone who was always breaking the law? Considering who it was, and all of Blaine's other attributes Kurt didn't think it'd be too much of a problem. Unless he got caught, then everyone would know.
Kurt really wished he could talk to Santana about this, so he could have some input from a person who actually has broken the law. At least he thinks she's broken the law, all the times she's talked about stabbing people. If he was still in touch with Puck, he could ask him, he could find him on Facebook probably. What would he say though? Hey Puck, I know we haven't talked in a while, but what do you think about me dating a hacker? Yeah he wasn't going to do that.
Maybe he should just take it day-to-day; there was no telling yet if they would work out for sure. Yes, of course he wanted everything to work out, but sometimes people just aren't compatible.
Finishing up his cereal Kurt brought his bowl to the sink to wash up, deciding that yes he would date Blaine, even if he still did the hacking on a regular basis. Kurt put the washed bowl and spoon in the draining rack to dry, and went down the hall to Santana's room.
Knocking on the door, Kurt waited to hear an answer. When none came he chanced a peek, really hoping Dani wasn't in there too. What he saw was Santana sleeping, cuddled up in her pillows. Kurt moved to the bed to crawl in with her and pulled her into a hug.
"Psst, wake up."
Santana moaned a little, pulling the duvet over her head. "What do you want?"
"I just wanted to tell you I had a good time."
"Congrats. Now leave me to sleep."
"You are so bitchy when you first wake up."
"Get out, Kurt!"
"Fine I'm going."
Kurt got out of the bed, giving Santana's blanket covered head a quick peck. As he was leaving her room, he heard Santana mumble something. "What?"
"I said, I'm glad you had a good time."
Kurt smiled even though she couldn't see him.
"Thanks, me too." Kurt closed the door behind him, maybe Blaine wasn't exactly conventional for a boyfriend, but Kurt thought they would fit together perfectly.