I just had the urge to write this. I hope it's good, although it's probably done a few times before.
Um, I don't think it's very clear so I'm just letting you know- the girl they meet is younger than they are, a freshman perhaps. (When Kurt's a senior and Blaine a junior.)
Furthermore, I wanted to remove any misunderstandings. I do not think it's the girl's fault or whatever. It's not about her age. She was raised by a family that made her that way.
Public Displays of Affection
Kurt and Blaine never held hands when the left the movies. No, they were in Ohio. Being completely, obviously a gay couple out in the public scared them. This wasn't school- no Mr. Schue or Ms. Pillsbury to punish bullies. Out in the real world, no one was there to protect them.
So they didn't hold hands.
Not to say they didn't do much more than that while in the actual theater. Some of their best kisses were dimly lit, tasting of fake butter and coke.
"Excuse me?" called a female voice behind them. Both turned around, slightly frightened someone noticed them earlier. The girl's eyes were locked on Blaine- it made Kurt feel better yet worse.
"Yes?" Blaine's voice was the smooth silk Kurt recognized as trying-to-stay-composed.
"Hi," she smiled, one second away from fluttering her eyelashes like a cartoon character.
Uh-oh.
And just like that, Blaine knew exactly what she wanted. "I'm sorry, I'm sure you're a wonderful person, but I'm already seeing someone."
Her look turned sultry. "Doesn't bother me if it doesn't bother you."
Kurt opened his mouth in disbelief. "Okay, darling, first thing- that's revolting, and second- he's dating me!"
Her lips twisted to the most dumb-looking smile Kurt had ever seen. She looked like her IQ was about zero, and Kurt wasn't just exaggerating. "But that's silly," she shook her head. "You're two boys!"
Kurt looked at Blaine, who looked back at him with the same incredulity. "Listen…" started Blaine, in his explaining-things-to-a-child voice, but all of the sudden, his mouth was preoccupied.
Kurt gripped his jaw and shoved his tongue very visibly down his throat, kissing him so forcefully he almost tripped back. It was impossible not to melt into it, and he felt his hands move on their own accord, settling on Kurt's waist.
When Kurt knew Blaine had to breathe, he let go, almost laughing right at the girl's shocked face. "Have a good day," he smiled his fake, cold smile at her, took Blaine's warm hand in his, and walked away.