AN: No smut. Don't hate me for it. Thanks for reading and let me know what you think :) tumblr is slytherindestiel
Chapter Seventeen
Blaine had spent most of Tuesday working, talking to Kurt and thinking about the Nick Problem, because that's a problem now, and they needed to fix it. He'd tried to think of possible solutions at work, like who he could possibly call to get help of some kind. He wasn't really sure if Nick knew anyone at all, he didn't seem to, at least not someone he trusted. The longer they waited the less chance they had of actually finding the hard drive.
Maybe he could talk to Lauren though, she seemed to know a lot of people, and the only ones Blaine knew where here at work, and that was a complete no go, or Wes. He didn't think Wes would be able to help, he might, but it was unlikely. Blaine would have assumed he would have already offered something if he did.
Finally it was time to go home, he was going to pick up take out and force Nick to talk about this, they needed a plan and soon.
…
Blaine walked into his apartment with the take out bags on his arms and his cell in hand; he was going to ask Lauren if she could Skype so they could brainstorm. He sent a quick email, while walking to the kitchen and setting the bags down. He looked into the living room briefly to hopefully find Nick there, and he was, asleep on the couch with his laptop open. Blaine shook his head with a smile.
Finished emptying out the food, Blaine went over to Nick to wake him up, moving the laptop first, so it wouldn't get knocked over in case he jumped. Blaine gently shook his shoulder and whispered. "Nick, wake up, I've brought food."
Nick hummed and blinked his eyes, then just turned over and closed them again. So since the gentle whisper didn't wake him, Blaine did what was necessary. He took a step back and screamed shrilly.
Nick jolted up, looking around frantically, reaching under the couch and grabbing the knife that Blaine had insisted he kept there. He held it in front of his face, by the wrong end and was clutching it with both hands, good thing it was still in the sheath. Blaine couldn't help it, he started laughing hysterically.
"Nick, oh god, what are you even doing?" Blaine was laughing, hardly able to talk properly.
Nick seemed to wake up, or at least come out of his panic, and find Blaine laughing at him. "Fuck man, don't do that!"
Blaine wiped his eyes, having started crying a bit from the laughter. "Sorry, but I needed to wake you up."
Nick scoffed at him. "Really? What happened to the nice, gentle, wake up Nick?"
"Hey, I did try that, you just rolled over. Come on though, we need to talk and eat."
"Fine." Nick got off the couch and followed Blaine into the kitchen, both of them sitting at the island and grabbing the food. "Talk about what?"
Blaine looked over at him, opening his chopsticks. "Well, a few things really, first the knife holding technique you just displayed, we really need to work on that." Blaine said, grinning cheekily at him.
"Hey, I had just woke up!" Nick said indignantly.
Blaine kind of shrugged a little. "That's the point though isn't it? You need to be prepared at all times, even when sleeping. It needs to be instinctive. There's a gym I go to sometimes, not that often because we have one at the Bureau, but I can't take you there; we need to work on your self-defense and soon."
Nick nodded, and motioned him to go on.
"Second we have to make a plan, a good one, with A, B, C and on in case something goes wrong. If you are serious about doing this, then it needs to happen soon. The longer you wait, the more likely they will move, or figure out they need to get rid of that hard drive."
"If we do it soon though, you really think you are going to be able to train me up in a few days?"
Blaine shook his head. "Nope, but you don't have to be. I'm going to talk to someone, hopefully get some experienced help, and you can just be the person who shows them where it's at."
"Are you serious? More people, I don't know about that Blaine, I mean what if they turn me in or something, I can't do jail time."
Blaine stopped eating then, and looked over at Nick, he could see the panic in his eyes, and wondered if Nick really should be doing this. "Nick you have to have more people, that's going to happen, if you want to do this. Do you? Because right now, you look terrified."
Nick swallowed, ran his hand through his hair and sighed. "Yes and no, I want to. Of course I'm terrified, who wouldn't be? But damn, I'm more scared of them, than I am of prison. So yeah I have to do this."
Blaine nodded. "Okay, if you want, this can be my part of the job, the talking to people. No one has to know the details; no one even needs to know your name. But just me and you doing this, that's not going to work, and we'd both end up dead."
Nick nodded at him, and then paused and kind stared. "How the fuck are you so calm? It's like you don't even worry about dying or getting hurt."
Blaine half-smiled. "I am worried about that, it's just well, maybe I'm just calm about the whole thing because I have to be."
"Yeah, you did used to do that a lot, be the calm one when everyone else was freaking out for competitions. Though I have to say this is quite a bit different."
Blaine laughed. "Yeah a little."
They continued eating, mostly in silence, until Blaine's phone went off with a notification. He picked it up from the counter, unlocking it, and seeing the email from Lauren. She'd be able to talk in thirty minutes, Blaine checked the time, so he'd know when she'd be on.
"I have a friend, she might know some people that could help, and I'm going to go Skype with her in thirty minutes. Then after that, once we know who is going to be there to help, we need to plan. You are going to have to do a lot of it, since you know the layout, but I'll help with strategy."
"Oh actually, I've already got the blueprints to the warehouse they regularly use."
Blaine smiled, glad Nick had at least been thinking smart in some ways. "Good, then while I'm doing this, I think you should probably go look over which is the best way to get in. Make a list of at least five different places we can exit, we'll do re-con, maybe Friday, see when they have guards if at all. We'll have to stay for a while, checking in to see when they change guards, or wait no, maybe not. I might have some cameras I can install from another building and record. Are there buildings around it?"
Nick was staring at him, with his mouth hanging open. "How the fuck you know all that shit?"
Blaine laughed at that. "Well I work for the FBI for one, and you know I kind of have watched action movies before. I know what happens in these things."
"Huh. Well I didn't know that you paid attention to the boring parts of movies."
Blaine laughed again. "Yeah. Buildings though?"
"Oh right, yeah there are, of course, this is New York. Honestly I'm not sure about guards, I was only there like maybe three times, there were some there then, but I don't know if it's a regular occurrence."
Blaine nodded. "That's fine, like I said, pretty sure I have cameras, and if not then I bet my friend does, or would go buy some for me. We need to keep ourselves away from supply stores by the way, just in case something does go bad, and someone finds out. There needs to be as little evidence as possible that we've done anything wrong."
"Yeah, course. What about all your computers; isn't that kind of evidence too?"
"No, because I use it for work, or I say I do at least, everything gets wiped clean after a job. I'm very careful with that."
"Good, I guess you know what you're doing." Nick said, and then went back to eating.
They finished soon, both picking up the trash and throwing it away, Blaine wiping the counter down. Nick went back into the living room, hopefully to look up the blueprints and Blaine went up to his room to set up the computer for Skype. Time passed quickly enough, and then Blaine was answering Lauren's video call.
"Hey babydoll! Haven't heard from you in a few. What's up?"
Blaine smiled at her, he had missed Lauren, it hadn't been too long really, but still. "Hey, guess I've just been busy."
"Oh really? Busy doing a handsome man by any chance?" She asked with a smirk.
Blaine blushed, though he hoped Lauren couldn't see it that well, she still laughed though. "Maybe, I have been spending a lot of time with Kurt. He's so perfect though, everything about him is just really lovely. Did I tell you about his job? He's like a designer/merchandiser/possibly going to be the next editor, I'm not actually sure though. He's mentioned he does a lot of different things, so I'm pretty sure he's like really important. I mean obviously we don't just talk about work, but he's mentioned some things, and I just know he's going to be the star of fashion! I've seen the designs he's done, so I know. Oh I wish you could meet him."
"Wow Blaine, you take complimenting to a whole new level. I take it things are going good? Hopefully in bed too?"
Blaine tried to not blush. "Yes, to both actually, like I said Kurt's amazing." Really Blaine could probably talk about Kurt's many qualities all day and night. He'd love doing it too, but he needed to get the reason for this call out of the way first. "So while I'd love to talk about Kurt, I actually wanted to talk for another reason."
Lauren's eyebrows furrowed. "Okayyy, go on then."
"I have a friend, he's trying to recover a hard drive from some people, dangerous people, and basically I need to know if you know anyone that could help out?"
"Muscle?"
"Yes pretty much, though it'd be nice if it was intelligent muscle."
Lauren laughed a little. "You know, I just might know some people. Of course I could help too."
Blaine shook his head frantically. "Oh no, I don't want you to be put into this. I'm not sure how dangerous these people are exactly."
Lauren rolled her eyes at him. "Don't you worry your pretty little head about me; I can take care of myself. How quick do you need people?"
"Quick, meaning as soon as you can. The quicker this gets done the better it is."
"Alright, let me get off here then, I'll make some calls and get back to you later tonight."
Blaine was surprised she'd be able to find out that quick. "Really? Tonight?"
"Yep, all I gotta do is get a yes or no; most of these people don't really beat around the bush. Though it'd help a little to know how dangerous."
Blaine bit his lip in thought. "Honestly I'm not 100% sure, my friend said they are pretty hard on but you never know what someone else's opinion is based like."
"Yeah, frustrating that, well I'll just go with middle ground I guess, talk to you soon."
Before Lauren signed off Blaine stopped her. "Hey, thanks for doing this, means a lot."
She smiled. "No problem, it's what friends are for."
Blaine signed off of Skype but left the computer on, just in case they'd need to talk again. He needed to go downstairs and talk to Nick about what Lauren said. Lauren had made him think of Kurt though, or at least brought him to the front of his mind again. It'd already been a few hours since they had texted, and even longer since they'd talked. Blaine scowled to himself, he had to talk to Nick first, it'd be the right thing to do, he'd just make it quick. Then he could come back up here and call Kurt. With that thought, Blaine went downstairs.
Once in the living room, he found Nick frowning at his laptop, he was sitting on the floor, the laptop placed on the coffee table, and a sheet of paper and pen by it. Blaine went to sit by him, looking at the screen and seeing the blueprints.
"Problem?"
Nick shook his head. "No, it's just there are so many fucking windows, and I haven't a clue if any of them even open."
"For leaving or getting in?"
"Both possibly, there are a few skylights, but those are mostly really far off the ground, so unless you've taken up mountain climbing and have a harness, I don't see those as possibilities."
"Nope, haven't done that. Though I bet it'd be fun. How many doors are there?"
"Well, there's bay doors, you know the big ones that trucks come in for drop offs?" Nick paused looking at Blaine for an answer, he nodded. "There are three of those; I saw a few things getting unloaded once, so I know they use them. Then there are the normal doors, there's only six, two in the back, two in the front and one of each side, three of them are actually emergency exits, but I know the alarms aren't in use, or that they can be shut off because I've walked through one each time I went there."
"Are there any low windows?" Blaine asked.
"Yep, on the east end, there's a row of offices, most of those have a window in each one. Though I'm not really sure about whether they are used or not, and also if they open."
Blaine pursed his lips in thought. "Okay, well, on exits the windows would work fine, because more than likely we could get those open some way from the inside. Is the hard drive in one of the offices?"
Nick nodded and pointed it out. "Yeah, this one, it's the one on the end, which is convenient. The head guy's office actually, and he keeps it locked, but honestly it's dumb, because it's just the doorknob lock. That's easy to pick."
Blaine laughed a little. "That's surprising; you'd think they'd be smarter than that about technology or at least use a deadbolt. What's the chance they've hired someone new, to do the tech work?"
Nick paused in thought. "Not sure, I mean I wasn't really on friendly terms with anyone there, so I don't know how long it'd been since the last guy. I do know that they talked to me for at least two weeks before they had me do anything."
"Okay, well that helps a little. We are going to assume it's still on the hard-drive then, and if not you so owe me."
"Blaine, I owe you anyway. What did your friend say though?"
"She said she's going to make some calls, then get back to me in a few hours. How much money you want to spend on this? Sometimes bodyguards don't come cheap, and I won't do this without help." Blaine said sternly, he knew Nick was wary, but Blaine also knew how foolish it was to try this alone, or just two of them.
"Umm, I'll have to look into my accounts. You have any clue how much it normally costs?"
Blaine had to think about that, he knew what bodyguards cost, at least relatively, but these wouldn't necessarily be actual body guards. "I guess it depends on them, a bodyguard would cost about $750 or more a day. This is a little different, it's not legal, and it's also not all day. I think you'd just have to kind of work with them. Offer them an amount, or let them offer one."
"You think? That's not nearly as much as I'd thought."
Blaine just shrugged. "Like I said, that's legit bodyguards, this is a little different."
"Okay, well I'll look and see how much money I have, and then I guess we'll go from there."
Blaine nodded and stood up. "Alright, I'm going upstairs; let me know if you need anything."
"Sure."
Blaine walked into kitchen to grab a drink, and then went back upstairs, happy to be able to call Kurt now. He hoped Kurt would be able to talk, Blaine did consider that he maybe was being a little clingy, he hoped he wasn't, or that Kurt didn't mind it. He sat the drink on his night stand and kicked off his shoes, he went ahead took off the rest of his clothes, leaving him in boxers and a plain white t-shirt. If Nick needed something, he could always just slip on some sweats.
Blaine got on the bed and called Kurt.
"Hi, Blaine." Kurt's voice echoed in Blaine's head for a moment, making him grin.
"Hi."
"I was just thinking about you, of course I usually am, but that's not the point."
Blaine giggled, extremely happy at the thought of Kurt always thinking about him. "I was too."
"Good. Well my thoughts were thinking of how I want to see you tomorrow night, because I'm leaving on Thursday. Since you'll probably still be at work when I leave for the airport, and I want to see you before I go. It's only for the weekend, but I still want to."
Blaine frowned, but then smiled, because yes he was sad that Kurt was going to be gone for the weekend, but it was nice to know Kurt wanted to see him before he left. "Of course we can do something! Do you know what time?"
"Yay! Um, how about eight, or is that too late?"
"No that's perfect, do you have a plan?"
"Yes, I had been hoping you'd say yes, so I went ahead and made a reservation. At café Boulud, as long as you don't mind French food."
"I love French food, most foods actually. Is it a nice place?"
"Yes, so dress fancy. Actually I can't wait to see you, and not just you, but what you'll be wearing. It's going to be so much fun, I love going out like this."
Blaine could hear the excitement in Kurt's voice, and it made him a little nervous, only because he wanted to live up to his expectations. He thought he was fairly decent when it came to fashion, but he didn't work in the business, so he worried about Kurt's opinion.
"I can't wait either, though you've given me little time to pick out an outfit." Blaine teased him, but also worried because he hoped Kurt would know he wanted to impress him.
"Oh don't worry; I've done the same to myself. I have absolutely no worries that you could pull anything off. You'll look fantastic, promise."
Blaine had to smile at that, Kurt was so nice to him. "Okay, I'll still try to impress though, I like getting dressed up too."
All of a sudden Blaine heard a crash downstairs and then a yell. "Fucking hell! Fuck!"
Blaine got up from the bed and ran downstairs, hoping nothing was wrong. "What's wrong?"
Nick looked over at him then, his expression was tense. "Nothing, well something, but it's dumb."
"….Blaine, Blaine, BLAINE!" He finally heard coming from his phone, not having realized he'd taken it away from his ear. "Hold on for a second." He said to Nick and then turned his attention to Kurt. "Sorry Kurt, Nick just yelled, and I'd thought something had gone wrong."
"Is he okay? Are you okay? You can't just do that, Blaine!"
"Sorry, everything is fine, promise. Just give me like one minute?"
"Okay."
Blaine pulled the phone away from his ear, and pressed it against his chest, just in case Nick said something he didn't want anyone else hearing. "What's wrong?"
Nick shrugged and picked up the laptop from the floor. "It's really nothing, honestly. It's just my parents; they sent me an email, nothing to worry about." He shrugged; he was turned away, so Blaine couldn't see his expression.
Blaine frowned. "Did they say something?"
"Blaine, it's nothing okay. Just leave it."
Blaine's frown deepened, but he knew when he needed to back off. "Alright, just if you want to talk, yeah."
Nick wasn't looking at him but his shoulders were tensed up, and Blaine knew he wasn't happy. Obviously something had been said, but it wasn't really Blaine's place to interfere, even if he did want to help. Blaine moved the phone back to his hear, and started walking up the stairs again.
"Hey, sorry back now, it wasn't anything serious. Well not like life-threatening anyways."
"Okay good, are you sure though?"
Blaine smiled softly. "Yeah, it's, well it's not really for me to say."
Kurt sighed. "Okay, I understand. Sorry about my overreacting, it's just this whole thing with him has gotten me kind of worked up, so anything happening might cause me to freak out. Promise I'm not normally like this."
Blaine giggled. "It's fine, though I do want you to know, that on occasion I can be a little dramatic, so I understand."
Kurt laughed. "Oh, well in that case, I can be too. I was just trying to act normal for once."
"Don't, or don't try and be different. I read this article about dating, and how there's so many different things that we do that we think we are supposed to, that really just cause problems for no reason. Like intentionally making people jealous, pretending you don't like something for another's benefit, or trying to change your personality so that person likes you more. It's really all crazy, especially how we do those things unintentionally."
"Wow, Blaine that's kind of deep. I'm kidding, that's actually really true, especially the jealousy part. I've done it before, and really it never ends well."
Blaine cleared his throat, it felt wrong to think about Kurt dating other people, though he knew it wasn't, Kurt had to have dated other men. Blaine just didn't want to know about it. "I've never tried it myself, but seen people do it, and you're right. So I want you to be as dramatic as you want all the time."
Blaine could hear Kurt giggle, though it was muffled. "Thanks Blaine, I probably will then. Do you want to know the restaurant's décor? So you can coordinate, I do that, might be weird though, is it weird that I do that?"
Blaine smiled to himself, glad that Kurt thought of those things too. "Yes, I'd love to know and I don't think it's weird, not if you like it."
"Blaine, you're amazing. Okay, so walls are cream, there are chandeliers, big ones though the round ones with the all the crystals. Then white table clothes, and the seats, well they have booths too those are actually gray with black trim and the chairs are burgundy. I've booked us a table though, so you won't have to worry about booths. Oh and there are columns too, white ones and classic artwork. It's really very lovely; I've only been once before, with Isabelle. It's not too loud though, and the waiters were nice when we went."
"That sounds great, I can't wait then. I'll have to look for something right after work to wear."
"You have something, well of course you do, but you mean look in a store or your closet?"
"Closet, I've got plenty of things to wear, it's just finding the perfect match. Good thing I've not made any plans for tom- oh no." Blaine just remembered Nick, and the self-defense, he had to do that.
"What's wrong? I hope you didn't just remember you did have plans."
"Oh well, yes kind of, but they were made like literally an hour ago. I think I could do them tonight instead."
"Okay, do you need to check?"
"Yeah, it's with Nick though, can I call you back?"
"Sure, or you can text me, because if you are able to do it tonight I'd rather you just text me. I can wait till tomorrow."
Blaine smiled to himself, Kurt was so sweet. "Okay, great. I'll let you know soon."
"Okay, bye Blaine."
"Bye, Kurt."
Blaine took off downstairs, hopefully Nick would want to go, and it might actually help his mood too. Back in the living room, Blaine found him on the couch and looking at his laptop. Not wanting to disrupt the quite too much, Blaine walked over quietly and sat down on the end of the couch. "Hey." He whispered.
"Hi." Nick let out gruffly.
"So, I know that we said tomorrow, but I was thinking that we might go to the gym today instead?"
Nick looked over at him briefly. "Why?"
Blaine winced, feeling bad about asking because he wanted to see Kurt, but he was going to ask anyways. "Well you see the thing is, Kurt's leaving Thursday to go visit his family, and he'll be gone until Monday. So we wanted to see each other before then, and he made reservations for tomorrow night so-."
"Right, well I guess so. I don't really have to do anything I guess. Does that leave me with all the planning then?"
"No of course not, I can figure it out as I go, once you tell me everything. And then we can't do too much until after we know when and where there will be guards stationed."
Nick nodded. "Okay, sounds good to me, I'm sure you know more what you're doing than I do, so yeah let's go."
Blaine smiled, glad that Nick was willing to go now; he quickly sent out a text to Kurt as he got off the couch and headed back to his room to get dressed. Good news, Nick was fine with the change. Can't wait till tomorrow (: -Blaine
Blaine tossed his phone on the bed and went to his dresser to grab his work-out clothes. He had a few different types, a yoga outfit, a losing-weight outfit –which was a complete sweat-suit- and then an everyday one, which just entailed jogging pants and a sleeve-less shirt. The pants were tight, but not as much as the yoga pants, and the shirt was a compression one. He changed quickly and went back over to pick up his phone to find out Kurt's reply.
Great! (: I can't wait either. Ttyl. –Kurt
Blaine grinned to himself, tomorrow was going to be great, and it was like the last two weeks have been great actually. All because of Kurt. He walked downstairs to find Nick standing in the living room, kind of looking around blankly. That is until he noticed Blaine.
"Hey Blaine, I've just realized I don't really have work-out clothes. And you are too short to borrow from, so store I suppose?"
Blaine pouted. "I'm not that short! I think I might have some basketball shorts that'd work for you, let me go back upstairs and check."
Nick nodded at him. Blaine already felt like he was working out, for how much he'd been going up and down the stairs today. He went over to his dresser again, and went to the bottom drawer where he normally kept things he didn't really wear often. It wasn't in there, so he went to check in the closet. He spent a few minutes going through the boxes in there before he found them. Putting the boxes back, Blaine then went back downstairs, and threw the shorts at Nick.
"Here, get changed and let's go."
"Right." Nick said, holding the shorts up for inspection. "They'll do."
Blaine rolled his eyes, like Nick really cared about how he looked in them.
…
They got to Blaine's gym soon enough, Blaine walked over to one of the floor mats and started stretching.
"Nick, get over here, start stretching."
"How is stretching part of self-defense?"
"It's not, at least you wouldn't have time to stretch before an attack, but there's no reason you shouldn't loosen up now."
"Fine." Nick grudgingly agreed, moving over to Blaine, and basically trying to copy what he was doing. Though some of the stretches were a little out of his expertise; and Nick privately wondered how Blaine was so flexible. "How are you able to even do that?" Maybe not so privately, but Blaine was bending over backwards with just the tips of his fingers and toes touching the ground.
"I do yoga regularly, it's calming."
Nick shook his head. "No idea how that's calming, but to each their own." He shrugged.
They stretched for a few more minutes, Blaine more so than Nick, and then Blaine stopped him and pulled Nick off the floor.
"Alright I think we're good for now. Okay, so basically it's hurt or be hurt, normally I wouldn't condone such violence, but if you are being attacked, it's them or you. You have to go for the vulnerable points, you know what those are?"
Nick shrugged, but answered. "Balls on a guy, boobs on a girl."
Blaine rolled his eyes. "In a way, though I can't speak for women about whether that hurts or not."
"Oh it does, I've got an older sister, and she used to always want to fight with me, just messing around, not like real fighting. Mom wouldn't let me hit her though said it's not right, my sister said it wasn't like I was going to strike her in anger, just play fighting. Said it was only fair we were treated as equals, still kicked my ass most times."
Blaine chuckled. "I honestly don't know what to say to that. Back to the point, yes groin, along with eyes, nose, knees, neck and legs. You also want to use the things around you, see a lamp? Hit them with it. You understand?"
Nick nodded. "Yeah, are you going to like do a demonstration?"
"Yes, now pay attention."
From that point on Blaine showed Nick how to go on the offensive in case of an attack. Then he showed him how to get out of different types of holds. The wrist hold, choke hold, bear hold, and if the attacker had you pinned on the floor. He made Nick keep practicing until he was able to successfully get out of each hold at least twice.
"But what if the guy is bigger than you, because no offense, but your kind of short." Nick questioned. "I bet the guards we'll be bigger and stronger."
Blaine nodded. "More than likely, but you use the same principles, use your legs, use all of your body. Of course if weapons are involved it's going to be different. I'll show you that when we get back."
"Okay." Nick paused and looked around, checking to see if anyone was listening. "Am I going to have to carry a gun? Because I don't really want to kill anyone."
Blaine gave him a sad look. "Let's wait to talk; we should get back now anyways."
Nick sighed and followed Blaine outside. The walk back to Blaine's was spent in silence mostly, they had been at the gym for over two hours, and both of them were in need of a shower.
When they got in the apartment both of them went to the kitchen to get water, and drank quickly, Blaine getting a refill.
"Hey, why don't you go take a shower, I need to check and see if my friend has contacted me yet."
Nick nodded and left the kitchen to use the downstairs bathroom. Blaine finished his water, and put the glass in the sink and then went upstairs. He'd left his phone here, by accident, but it didn't really make much difference since he wouldn't have been able to answer. He picked up the phone from the bed and saw four notifications, two were emails and then one missed call and text from Kurt.
It it's not too late when you get back, can you call me? –Kurt
Blaine checked the time, it was already almost ten, and while that wasn't too late, he wasn't sure if he should call Kurt or not. Besides he did need to check those emails too, they were probably from Lauren. Thinking, Blaine decided that he'd look at those first and then decide about calling Kurt.
From: Youjustgotzizesed
To:
Subject: about your thing
Get on, now if you can.
Blaine frowned, that was the first message, sent an hour ago, he opened the new one.
From: Youjustgotzizesed
To:
Subject: dude
Where are you? Things are happening.
That was sent about thirty minutes ago, so Blaine went over to his computer and signed onto Skype hoping that she would still be online. Luckily she was, so Blaine started a video call.
"Man where were you? Been waiting ages!" Lauren started off.
"Sorry was at the gym."
Lauren raised her eyebrows. "Is now really the time for a workout?"
"I was showing self-defense moves to my friend, he needs to know in case something goes wrong."
Lauren nodded. "Alright, sounds smart, well I've got info for you, want it?"
"Go for it."
"So I've found some people I didn't know about and the ones I did know were wanting payment out the ass, like five grand for the job. It's not that dangerous is it? Well doesn't matter, found you someone, and you'll never guess who." She was smirking by the end.
Blaine thought about it, but then realized he'd never guess, because he didn't know that many people. "Just tell me."
She pouted at him. "No fun, but Puck."
Blaine blinked at her in confusion. "I'm sorry, but Puck, the bartender you like?"
Lauren nodded, but also blushed a little causing Blaine to smile fondly. "Yes, him, apparently he does side jobs. It was actually legit how I found him, well as much legit as that gets I guess. He works with the guy I usually go to in these cases. Also we have another guy, supposed to be great with stealth; they don't want too much either. A thousand a piece, that alright with you or your friend I guess?"
Blaine thought about it, he knew Puck, well in a way, so that was better than just some random guy. And the money wasn't that much, not really, Nick should be able to afford that. "That's probably fine, I'll still need to check with him just to double check, but I can just email you with a reply. Did you tell him when?"
"No, because you didn't really tell me, just soon."
Blaine smiled sheepishly. "Right, sorry, I'm thinking Saturday, or Sunday."
"K, just email me the deets, and whether he wants to use them or not and if there's a price change."
"Yeah, sure, I'll talk to you later."
She waved in reply and the screen went blank, he signed off and shut his computer down. He sent Kurt a text letting him know he was taking a shower, and then he'd call him if he still wanted him to.
Blaine was washing his hair when there was a knock on his bathroom door. "Yeah." He yelled.
The door opened, and Blaine seriously hoped it was Nick and not some guy that was out to kill him, because while he had a knife in the bathroom, it wasn't in the shower. "Nick?"
"Yeah it's me, sorry dude, but I just really needed to know about what your friend said."
Blaine sighed in relief and peeked out from behind the current. "Okay, but don't just open the door, I could have had pulled a knife on you."
"You have a knife in the shower?" Nick asked incredulously.
"No, it's in the drawer, but I'm thinking I might should." Blaine said, thinking out loud. "Though the steam might hurt the blade, I could get a different type of metal though."
"You are crazy, you know that? Anyways what she say?"
"Not crazy, just cautious." Blaine went back to washing, it should be weird, Nick being in here but he did going to boarding school, and sharing showers wasn't exactly uncommon then. It's not like the curtain was a clear one. "She found two guys, they each want a thousand a piece, you think you can cover that?"
"Yeah that should be fine, still want to do the whole re-con thing?"
"We have to Nick, if we just go in without any information; we'll probably get shot at the very least."
"We have some information." Nick said indignantly.
Blaine rolled his eyes, even though Nick couldn't see him. "Yeah, I know, but more is always better, if both of us are prepared it'll make things easier."
Blaine rinsed off the rest of the soap and shut the shower off; he reached for the towel without opening the curtain, and dried himself off. After wrapping it around his waist he opened the curtain. Nick was leaning up against the sink; he was staring hard at the floor.
Feeling bad, Blaine walked over to him. "Look, I know this is scary, but you wanted to do this, and this is a necessary part of it."
"I know, I get that, but it's hard not to be scared."
Blaine sighed, he couldn't imagine how Nick felt, and he never wanted to have to though. He patted Nick's shoulder and smiled gently at him. "I'd hug you, but that'd be weird since I'm naked."
Nick laughed, and then got a scared look on his face. "Right, you are, I need to get out of here. I'm going to sleep, night." And he rushed out of the bathroom. Blaine frowned after him, not getting it, but he shrugged it off.
Blaine went into his room; he put on some boxers but didn't bother with a shirt, since he still felt kind of warm from the work-out and shower. Next he got into bed, and picked up his phone, he was still hoping Kurt wanted to actually talk, but he wouldn't mind just going to sleep. Maybe, well really he'd go without sleep for a long time if he could talk to Kurt, no one needed to know that though. After unlocking his phone and seeing the text from Kurt, he called Kurt right away, grinning while he waited.
"Hello."
"Hi, Kurt."
"Hi, Blaine."
"I'm glad you still wanted to talk, I was a little worried it'd be too late."
Kurt giggled into the phone. "Never, I stay up later than I should, you could call me at one a.m. and I'd still talk to you."
Blaine bit his lip, smiling giddily to himself. "Yeah, me too."
"So did everything go okay? With your plans?"
"Yeah, I taught Nick some self-defense, the most common moves. I still need to show him weapon removal, and how to use a gun and knife properly, but I can do that here. "
"God Blaine, I know this is probably the weirdest thing, but it's kind of hot that you know all that stuff."
Blaine blushed, and grinned. "Is it?"
"Yeah, quite a bit, maybe you could show me some of it one day?" Kurt asked in a playful tone.
"Whenever you want." Blaine breathed out.
"Good, so is everything else alright?"
"I think so, Nick's scared I think, well I know he is. Earlier, while I was taking a shower, he was really quiet and didn't say much in regards to doing re-con."
"Did you just say while you were in the shower?" Kurt asked, his tone rough, but calm.
Blaine swallowed, realizing that sounded really bad. "Yes, but like I was behind the curtain and he was just by the sink."
"Right, and the curtain was dark I'm assuming?" Kurt's voice was still really rough, and Blaine should be ashamed because it was actually making him hard.
"Yes, dark blue." Blaine breathed out.
"And was there a reason he couldn't have waited to talk?"
"Well, I mean probably, but like I wasn't really thinking about it, at least not until I went to hug him."
Blaine could hear Kurt breathing deeply, as if he was clinching his teeth, so he continued talking. "I didn't though, because that would have been weird, and Nick has never thought of me in that way, he likes blondes."
"Are you saying Nick is gay?"
Shit, Blaine thought, he didn't really think he was doing anything wrong, well he knew he hadn't but he knew what it sounded like and he didn't blame Kurt. "Yes, but I promise, I've never once thought of him that way, and it was completely innocent. I also think Nick is kind of afraid of you to be honest."
"He should be."
"Kurt!"
"Sorry, just I know we just talked about the jealousy thing, and I don't think you were doing anything on purpose at all. It's just me being irrational, I'm sorry."
Blaine smiled softly, wishing he could actually see Kurt. "Don't, you are entitled to your own feelings, not matter what they are. Besides I would probably do the same thing, though less vocally I think." He said with a laugh.
"Yeah? I wish I could see you though, it'd make it easier."
Blaine laughed. "I was just thinking that, maybe me can. What's your Skype name?"
"Oh Blaine you are a genius! It's kurthummeldesigns I use it for work a lot."
"Okay, I'm going to send you a contact request, and then we can talk on there?"
"Yeah, see you in a few minutes."
They both hung up, Blaine quickly got up and got his laptop turned on, impatiently waiting on it. As soon as he could, he logged on and looked for Kurt, sending a request quickly. He didn't think much about what he was wearing, or not wearing, just happy to be able to see Kurt. The contact request was accepted, and then there was a video call coming in. Kurt was sitting there, wearing nothing but boxers, making Blaine realize he was too, maybe things could go somewhere tonight, Blaine thought with a grin.
"Hi."
"Hi."