Chapter 2

"Are you fucking kiddin' me with this shit right now?"

Mickey Milkovich yelled at his best friend Blaine Anderson. Blaine looked at Mickey and nodded, taking a swig of the bottle from his hand, before passing it off to Mickey, who willingly took a sip. Blaine ran his hand through his unruly black curls and nodded, chuckling.

"I honestly wish I wasn't, man. They have a new shipment of whores coming in tonight. Svetlana told me last night. Dude, you need to do something with your wife. She's getting desperate."

Mickey rolled his eyes and shook his head. There was only one person who was on his mind and in his heart and that's when he stood up. He turned and looked back at Blaine before taking another long swig of the bottle.

"Nah. I ain't got a wife, man. I got a money hungry bitch. Besides, I have a very good looking ginger boy waiting for me, and he panics if I'm late."

It was no secret Ian was dealing with bipolar disorder. It was also no secret that Mickey was the one helping him through it, but he had to admit it was tough. Blaine had to give him credit though, it was one thing to be gay and proud in the Milkovich family, it was different to have a boyfriend who had bipolar disorder.

"How is he man? Is he any better?"

"He has his up and down days, like everyone does. You know? He's a bit anxious today because his cousin Kurt is coming to stay with them. Kurt's parents died in that shootout in Milwaukee. Then Kurt was also the victim of a gay bashing."

Mickey stopped his sentence and thought about what he'd just said. He thought about that time when he tried denying his feelings for Ian and ended up beating the ever living out of him just for something to do. He knew how scared Ian was of that happening to them, but he also knew that nobody would mess with Ian because they'd have to bear the wrath of Mickey and nobody wanted that.

"Dude, that has to scare Ian with what he's been through. I'm so sorry dude. Shit though, I need to get laid."

"I thought you got laid yesterday!"

"No. I got a blowjob yesterday. A horrible one. What about Ian's cousin? Didn't you say he was gay?"

Mickey had told Blaine that Kurt was gay, and he didn't know Kurt, but he wasn't sure that Blaine was going to be Kurt's type based on how Ian described him. Mickey stubbed out the last part of his cigarette and shook his head.

"Oh no, Anderson. No. I promised Ian no funny business with Kurt. Now, I'll be glad to take you with me, since you're the most accepting of Ian and myself, but you won't be asking Ian to hook you two up!"

Mickey said, leading Blaine down the street towards the Gallagher home.

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"This is gonna be your room, man."

Lip told Kurt as he stood there awkwardly in the hallway. For all intents and purposes, it was a nice room, and Kurt was lucky he had family that would take him in. He wasn't some innocent kid, but he also wasn't a jerk either. Kurt smiled as he saw his favorite cousin Ian come around the corner. Ian opened his arms, and Kurt dove right in.

"Hey buddy. Shh. Shh. You're okay. You're safe here now. Mickey promised me he'd keep you safe too."

Ian said. He knew Kurt had to be terrified of his new surroundings. Kurt sniffled and nodded a bit as they heard a commotion downstairs. Ian knew right away that Mickey had shown up, and against Ian's orders had brought Blaine. Mickey found Ian and Kurt cuddled up together and smiled.

"Hey. I got here as soon as I could. Couldn't shake Anderson though."

Kurt sat up and looked at Mickey and that's when he spotted Blaine. Blaine had this amazing thick, unruly curly black hair, and these eyelashes that never quit. Tight jeans showed off Blaine's thighs perfectly and Kurt sniffled, standing up and walking over to Blaine, who suddenly couldn't tear his eyes off of Kurt.

"Hello handsome."

Kurt said, smiling. Blaine extended his hand and watched as Kurt unabashedly checked him out again. Blaine was doing the same thing as Kurt took his hand and shook it. Blaine's honey eyes met Kurt's blue ones and he smiled.

"Hi yourself, beautiful boy. I'm Blaine. You must be Kurt Hummel, Ian's cousin? I'm Mickey's best friend. And it is very nice to meet you."

"It's very nice to meet you too, Blaine. So, are you and Mickey a packaged deal?"

Blaine chuckled. He knew that Kurt was flirting, and that was sexy to him. This whole boy was sexy to him. Unlike most of the men he'd bedded here, Kurt was an enigma to him. Sensitive and nervous, yet amazingly attractive. Mickey cleared his throat and looked at Kurt.

"You can say that. Sort of how you and Ian are a packaged deal. You know? I did promise him I wouldn't bring Blaine today. But, Blaine's sort of like a puppy. You just can't get him to go, even if you kick him."

Kurt chuckled at Mickey's joke. He turned and looked at the three people in the room with him and smiled at how Ian and Mickey interacted. It was like they were the sun and the moon, and nobody else was there. Mickey gave Ian a sweet kiss and Ian blushed before turning back to Kurt.

"So! I figure since Blaine's here, I'll feel less guilty about asking you to be a third wheel at lunch with Mickey and me. Would you care to join us?"

Kurt smiled and shook his head. He'd been travelling all morning, and didn't really want to do anything else but relax and catch a nap. He smiled at Blaine, and then back to Mickey and Ian.

"No. I think I'm just gonna relax. But Blaine can stay here with me. I figure if we're gonna be seeing a lot of each other, I should properly introduce myself to Blaine. You guys go have your lunch date. I'll be here when you come back. I promise."

Kurt chuckled and nodded, knowing how worried about him Ian was. He assured Ian one more time that he was going to be just fine and then Mickey and Ian walked out. Kurt turned and looked at Blaine after they left.

"I'm not a slut. I don't put out easy. I saw you undressing me, as I was you. But if you want me. Show me."

Kurt said, watching Blaine and waiting for his next move.