Fic: Lullabies At 3 AM (Part 3/4)
Title: Lullabies at 3 AM
Rating: PG-13
Spoilers: None
Word Count: 2,883
Summary: Kurt goes to a friend's bonfire in his senior year of high school. There, he meets a boy named Blaine, and it's the first time he ever gets to cuddle in bed with a boy, but that's all that happens. They seem to get a long really well, and without meaning to, Kurt has a nice and nerve wrecking idea forming: he thinks he might really like Blaine.
Warnings: slight future!fic AU, an OC, underage drinking, slight angst, concentrated fluff, sexual situations
Author's Notes: Not beta'd. All mistakes are my own. Sorry that last chapter was six thousand words and this one is under three. I thought it'd be longer, but I had planned for more angsting until I remembered that this should be fluffier. Mhm.
Part 1 | Part 2
Kurt's felt better before. This shouldn't even be the case, because aren't people supposed to feel better the weekend after they cuddle in bed with someone? Not Kurt. He's been kind of quiet.
Blaine texted him on Tuesday, but now, it's Thursday, and Kurt doesn't feel like he can have a proper conversation with him without getting upset.
Why is he even mad at him? Blaine told him not to take it personal, he just isn't over a relationship that ended eight months ago. Maybe Kurt doesn't understand the emotional exhaustion that comes with a relationship ending badly, but all he knows is that he would never do that to Blaine, and also that Blaine's a good kisser and he's been missing his kisses all week like crazy. It sucks.
Robin told him on Monday that Blaine's started playing the piano, so on that day after school, Kurt stayed after in the choir room to furiously play all the songs he's learned since he was little. It was a nice release of frustration and stress. Blaine can't play any of these songs yet, I bet. He may be better at breaking hearts, but at least I know how to play "Twinkle, Twinkle Little Star" first. Beat that.
Really, Kurt doesn't want to be mad at Blaine. He doesn't want to feel like he has to prove himself to be an amazing person, he's done that so many times. Here's a boy that tells him he's cute, likes to kiss him, and likes to have his arm around him. The last two weekends have given Kurt greater confidence, but it's also done something very, very negative: it's made him really like someone. Someone that doesn't want to connect to him yet. Of course.
However, Blaine hasn't said no to him, so there's that tiny bit of hope that won't be shoved down as much as Kurt wants to ignore it this week. Blaine even said he liked him, but what does that even mean right now? It makes Kurt feel stupid for building Blaine up in his head, knowing that he should just prepare himself now to have to rip that image down, but he can't. Kurt Hummel could potentially have a boyfriend soon. At least, this is what it feels like to him.
If a raised heart beat around a person indicates that you like him or her, then yes, Kurt likes Blaine.
If three hours in bed with the person only feels like ten minutes, then yes, Kurt likes Blaine.
If every damn kid with short curly brown hair in McKinley reminds Kurt of Blaine, then yes, Kurt likes Blaine.
If that "Nothing Compares 2 U" song by who the hell ever makes Kurt physically ache and then want to slap himself for aching, then yes, Kurt has fallen fast for Blaine Anderson.
Not on purpose. These things just happen for the stupidest of stupid reasons.
My thoughts have been reduced to teen romance clichés.
~*~
It's Friday, and Kurt knows that Robin's having another bonfire, but he doesn't know if he can bring himself to want to go to this one. He should probably see what Mercedes or Rachel is up to anyhow, since he hasn't hung out with them the last two weekends, and that's just weird.
However, as fate would have it, when Kurt's phone starts vibrating, he looks down to see that he's getting a call from the one and only. He is not prepared to talk on the phone with Blaine.
"Hello?"
"Hi, Kurt. What're you doing tonight?" Blaine sounds anxious over the phone, so Kurt immediately wants to take this as a good sign.
Uh... "Um, I don't know. I was thinking about hanging out with some friends, but I'm not sure yet. Are you going to Robin's?"
"I was calling to see if you were, actually. So, no?"
"Yeah, no, sorry. Maybe next week."
Blaine goes silent for a moment. "...Are you just not going because of what I said Sunday morning?"
He starts to make up a lie, but when he says it over in his head quickly, it just feels wrong. He really likes Blaine. He wants to keep telling him how much he likes him, even though he knows he shouldn't. "...Well, I don't want to make you feel awkward because of what I told you."
"Why would that make me feel awkward? No, you should come. I want my cuddle buddy."
It's getting harder to form cool sentences. "Yeah, well, I don't know if I can. I have stuff to do first..."
"Like what?"
Crap. "Um, I have to rake the leaves in my backyard. My dad wanted me to do it last weekend, but then I forgot, so I should probably do that, and I don't know how long it'll take to finish, so..."
"Probably a long time to finish," Blaine adds quickly. "You might need help."
"No, no, it's okay, I got it..."
"Kurt. Do you actually have leaves to rake or are you lying to me?"
"No! I really do! But I mean, I guess I don't have to do them, but I should..."
Blaine laughs slightly. "All right. What time am I coming over to help then?"
"No, Blaine, it's fine..."
"Hey, leaves need raking. It's almost Halloween, and those leaves are not going to put themselves into recycling bags... What time?"
Cats have nine lives, right? Kurt does, too, now. "Seven's fine..."
"All right, seven it is then. Want to text me your address so I can put it in my GPS? I forgot how to get there."
"Yeah, I'll do that right now." Kill me now.
----
Blaine comes over wearing a solid colored brown scarf and a red sweater. Kurt wishes they were at Robin's right now, so they could just go to bed, but this is not the case. He really does have to rake the leaves before Sunday, so why not have the boy he's crushing on come over to help him? One reason: Because it's a terrible idea.
It's a terrible idea, because Blaine looks really great in scarves, and his red and brown colors are matching the numerous leaves in Kurt's backyard, and he looks really new. There's something different about his appearance that Kurt can't quite figure out. Blaine just seems different from the two times he's seen him at night.
He meets Kurt in the backyard, smiling as Kurt points to the rake near his feet. With one already in hand, Kurt continues to rake a handful of leaves into a small pile. He has to stop raking when he feels Blaine's arms wrap around him from behind, pulling him closer to him. "Thanks for having me over..." He can hear the small smirk playing on Blaine's face without having to look at him.
Even though he's been having mixed feelings about his Blaine situation all week, he can't help but lean into Blaine's warm hug. "...You're welcome to invite yourself over any time..."
Kurt turns around and smiles at Blaine's fall attire. It's only mid-October, but he already feels like just with Blaine being here, the beginning of his senior year will always beat out graduation.
Okay, maybe not, but it'll be a close second.
Without saying it to each other first, they both start raking all the leaves into one big pile in the middle of the yard. There's a comfortable silence in the air, one that Kurt's grateful for. He still glances up at Blaine every couple moments just because it's hard not to, but he's glad to know that when he looks up, Blaine's always looking back. They are in the act of performing a mutual glance-a-thon.
After about twenty minutes, they've gathered most of the leaves in the yard, so now, it's time for a break.
"Don't jump in them." Kurt says sternly.
Blaine bites his lip and innocently smiles back at him. "I wasn't gonna!"
Kurt glares playfully and shakes his head. He watches as Blaine carefully sits down in the pile and holds out his arms for Kurt to join him. Kurt grins and comes over to him, holding onto Blaine's hands as he lowers himself into the pile.
"It smells like decaying leaves and fresh dirt," Kurt claims.
Blaine nods and gently lies down on top of the large pile, resting his head near the end of it. "Are you going to join me?" Kurt follows his lead, even though it's against his better judgement to let gross nature things touch his clothes. However, for Blaine, he'll pretend to be a freaking boy scout if he has to.
He waits a few minutes for Blaine to magically kiss him or say something sweet, but the time never comes. He starts thinking that Blaine fell asleep, but when he lifts his head up to look over at him, he sees Blaine's just looking up at the sky. Kurt smiles and rests his head back down in the leaves, deciding to stare up at the clouds, too.
"I see a butterfly," Kurt says softly.
"Yeah, I saw that earlier. It looks like two people now, though."
Now, Kurt Hummel isn't one to simply confess his love. He told Finn he loved him once, playing it off as a name of a song, but that only resulted in Finn becoming his brother. Kurt does not want Blaine to become his brother. Oh, god, that would be awkward. Blaine doesn't even need to be his boyfriend exactly, he just wants something.
He decides to open up the discussion. "Oh, really? What are the two people doing?" Clever, Kurt. Very clever.
Blaine thinks about it for a moment, and Kurt hopes he's already caught on to what Kurt's really talking about. "They're eating pancakes," Blaine smiles softly, still looking up at the sky.
Kurt shifts to the side facing Blaine, trying his best not to disturb the nice silence by moving around in the dry leaves. "Oh? And what are they doing now?"
He watches Blaine's face for any sign of the something that he's trying to get out of him. He's smiling softly, but that's all it looks like is there.
"Hugging," Blaine says suddenly. Kurt waits a moment for him to say something else, but when he doesn't, he daringly digs his arms under the leaves and wraps his arms around Blaine. "What about now?"
He feels Blaine lean into him, but nothing else. Discouraging. Frustrating.
Kurt never thought that he'd ever have to be in one of those situations where every little movement means so much. Before, he never understood why new couples that were holding hands were entirely uninterested in the world around them in the moment. It's because that every touch, every slight movement of a finger or difference in pressure, is being intensified with how hard you're concentrating on the other person's feel. It's intoxicating.
He really wants Blaine to kiss him, to lace their fingers together, to press his thigh against his, or to do something. Instead, Blaine just stays leaning into Kurt's grasp.
Deep down, Kurt knows he's being a bit unfair. He knows he's only known Blaine for two weeks, and realistically, he's only known him for two nights. However, that was enough to get him thinking about him non-stop. He wonders what Blaine's time line for them has been, if he's thought about Kurt even half as much as Kurt's thought about Blaine. Still, he can't help but feel like pushing a bit further.
If they really are cuddle buddies, then Blaine shouldn't mind being this close.
"Will you kiss me, Blaine?" Kurt says quietly, half of him hoping that Blaine hasn't heard him. He just really needed to say it out loud.
Blaine turns on his side, seeming relaxed and content, and moves his face closer to Kurt's. "Of course." He presses their lips together, and just like that, Kurt feels lighter than the pile of leaves they're lying in. Blaine's thumb comes up to caress Kurt's cheek, and Kurt can only hope that Burt or Carole doesn't come outside to ruin this moment.
However, soon after he presses his lips to Kurt's, he pulls back and stares at him, smiling a little different than before. "So, the leaves are done, yeah?"
A moment ago, Kurt felt like he was floating, and now, his heart is quickly being buried under the leaves. "Yeah, thanks for helping me." Might as well help you leave.
Blaine sits up in the pile and smiles softly. "It was fun, thanks for letting me come over." No, you wanted to come over, and now you're randomly wanting to leave just because I asked you to freaking kiss me. Why are you doing this? Don't you want to have sex with me and then love each other forever and ever until we die?
"Yep, bye."
Blaine looks over at him and gives him a curious half smile. He was about to leave, but now he sits content in the leaf pile again. "What?"
"...Nothing?" Good. Sense my depression of your leaving. Feel terrible.
He looks down at the leaves and gathers a large handful. "What'd you want to do now?" The leaves in Blaine's hand are suddenly sprinkling down around Kurt and on top of his hair. Blaine just put freaking leaves in his hair.
Somehow, Kurt is resisting the urge to kill him. Normally, if someone like Rachel were to just do that, all hell would break lose and Burt wouldn't understand why his yard was suddenly re-covered with leaves everywhere. However, when Blaine does it, it's kind of cute. He can forgive him.
"Heyyy," Kurt whines playfully, picking the few leaves out of his hair. "I don't want to do anything with you, loser."
Blaine fake gasps and puts his hand on his chest. "What'd you just call me?"
Kurt giggles and falls back into the leaves. "Nothin'."
Blaine raises an eyebrow at him and smirks, rolling on top of him, pining him to the pile. "Oh, yeah?"
This is how it should be, this is the entire reason Kurt was half excited to rake the leaves into a large pile. Blaine's on top of him, staring at him in the same sweet way as the first time he was ever in this position. "Yeah."
Blaine smiles and leans down, pecking his lips before quickly leaning his head back up. "Will your dad care that we're like this right now?"
Kurt turns his head slightly, eyebrows furrowing. "Um, probably, yeah. Why?"
Blaine's eyes widen and he practically flies off Kurt, sitting as far from him on the leaf pile as possible. It's Kurt's turn to sit up and wonder why the hell Blaine just asked that, hoping to god it isn't what he thinks is the reason. Of course, it is. Burt was just looking out the window, but Kurt couldn't even make out his facial expression, because the second he went to look, Burt turned out of sight.
"Crap."
Blaine bites his lip, looking really worried. "Kurt, I'm really sorry. I didn't see him until I was... already on top... I can stay here, or we can go to Robin's house or somewhere if you think it's going to be bad going inside."
Kurt looks at him confused. "What?" Then he remembers that not all parents are like Burt. He smiles at Blaine and puts his hand over his. "No, it's not that. My dad knows I'm gay, he just..." he sighs, "didn't know I had someone special over. Now, he's going to want to talk, and it's going to be annoying and awkward."
Blaine smirks. "I'm special?"
Shut up. You know this already. Don't remind me that I'm bitter.
Kurt rolls his eyes and stands up. "No, sorry. I was talking about someone else." He opens his arm up to pretend to have his arm around someone invisible. "This is Dwayne Anderson, we've been friends with benefits for two years already, and he knows all my secrets."
Blaine tilts his head to give him a look like he's strange, but then laughs and stands up next to him. "Want to go get ice cream? Maybe, you can bring him home some, so you can persuade him out of 'the talk' tonight."
"Are you buying?"
Blaine stares at him for a moment before sighing. "Yeah, sure. Even though I did just help you rake your entire backyard..."
They start walking to Blaine's car in the front of the house. "Yeah, but who told you like three times that he didn't need help? You've gained an hour of hard labor and lost two dollars and forty cents on buying me a chocolate and vanilla twist cone with sprinkles and chocolate dip."
Blaine groans. "That sounds so good. Damn. We need to go get it now."
"I know. That's why I described it in full detail."
Blaine glares at him playfully when they get in the car. "Stop knowing how to control my mind."
Kurt gives him an innocent smile and looks out the window as Blaine starts driving to go get ice cream. If only I could describe in perfect detail what our amazing relationship would be like if you would just say you wanted to date me.
Part 4
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One more part left! Should have it done before um... a day. Work is all up in my grill about giving me money to be there for a thousand hours, so you can blame that. Now, I think I might have to go stop at Dairy Queen.
Rating: PG-13
Spoilers: None
Word Count: 2,883
Summary: Kurt goes to a friend's bonfire in his senior year of high school. There, he meets a boy named Blaine, and it's the first time he ever gets to cuddle in bed with a boy, but that's all that happens. They seem to get a long really well, and without meaning to, Kurt has a nice and nerve wrecking idea forming: he thinks he might really like Blaine.
Warnings: slight future!fic AU, an OC, underage drinking, slight angst, concentrated fluff, sexual situations
Author's Notes: Not beta'd. All mistakes are my own. Sorry that last chapter was six thousand words and this one is under three. I thought it'd be longer, but I had planned for more angsting until I remembered that this should be fluffier. Mhm.
Part 1 | Part 2
Kurt's felt better before. This shouldn't even be the case, because aren't people supposed to feel better the weekend after they cuddle in bed with someone? Not Kurt. He's been kind of quiet.
Blaine texted him on Tuesday, but now, it's Thursday, and Kurt doesn't feel like he can have a proper conversation with him without getting upset.
Why is he even mad at him? Blaine told him not to take it personal, he just isn't over a relationship that ended eight months ago. Maybe Kurt doesn't understand the emotional exhaustion that comes with a relationship ending badly, but all he knows is that he would never do that to Blaine, and also that Blaine's a good kisser and he's been missing his kisses all week like crazy. It sucks.
Robin told him on Monday that Blaine's started playing the piano, so on that day after school, Kurt stayed after in the choir room to furiously play all the songs he's learned since he was little. It was a nice release of frustration and stress. Blaine can't play any of these songs yet, I bet. He may be better at breaking hearts, but at least I know how to play "Twinkle, Twinkle Little Star" first. Beat that.
Really, Kurt doesn't want to be mad at Blaine. He doesn't want to feel like he has to prove himself to be an amazing person, he's done that so many times. Here's a boy that tells him he's cute, likes to kiss him, and likes to have his arm around him. The last two weekends have given Kurt greater confidence, but it's also done something very, very negative: it's made him really like someone. Someone that doesn't want to connect to him yet. Of course.
However, Blaine hasn't said no to him, so there's that tiny bit of hope that won't be shoved down as much as Kurt wants to ignore it this week. Blaine even said he liked him, but what does that even mean right now? It makes Kurt feel stupid for building Blaine up in his head, knowing that he should just prepare himself now to have to rip that image down, but he can't. Kurt Hummel could potentially have a boyfriend soon. At least, this is what it feels like to him.
If a raised heart beat around a person indicates that you like him or her, then yes, Kurt likes Blaine.
If three hours in bed with the person only feels like ten minutes, then yes, Kurt likes Blaine.
If every damn kid with short curly brown hair in McKinley reminds Kurt of Blaine, then yes, Kurt likes Blaine.
If that "Nothing Compares 2 U" song by who the hell ever makes Kurt physically ache and then want to slap himself for aching, then yes, Kurt has fallen fast for Blaine Anderson.
Not on purpose. These things just happen for the stupidest of stupid reasons.
My thoughts have been reduced to teen romance clichés.
~*~
It's Friday, and Kurt knows that Robin's having another bonfire, but he doesn't know if he can bring himself to want to go to this one. He should probably see what Mercedes or Rachel is up to anyhow, since he hasn't hung out with them the last two weekends, and that's just weird.
However, as fate would have it, when Kurt's phone starts vibrating, he looks down to see that he's getting a call from the one and only. He is not prepared to talk on the phone with Blaine.
"Hello?"
"Hi, Kurt. What're you doing tonight?" Blaine sounds anxious over the phone, so Kurt immediately wants to take this as a good sign.
Uh... "Um, I don't know. I was thinking about hanging out with some friends, but I'm not sure yet. Are you going to Robin's?"
"I was calling to see if you were, actually. So, no?"
"Yeah, no, sorry. Maybe next week."
Blaine goes silent for a moment. "...Are you just not going because of what I said Sunday morning?"
He starts to make up a lie, but when he says it over in his head quickly, it just feels wrong. He really likes Blaine. He wants to keep telling him how much he likes him, even though he knows he shouldn't. "...Well, I don't want to make you feel awkward because of what I told you."
"Why would that make me feel awkward? No, you should come. I want my cuddle buddy."
It's getting harder to form cool sentences. "Yeah, well, I don't know if I can. I have stuff to do first..."
"Like what?"
Crap. "Um, I have to rake the leaves in my backyard. My dad wanted me to do it last weekend, but then I forgot, so I should probably do that, and I don't know how long it'll take to finish, so..."
"Probably a long time to finish," Blaine adds quickly. "You might need help."
"No, no, it's okay, I got it..."
"Kurt. Do you actually have leaves to rake or are you lying to me?"
"No! I really do! But I mean, I guess I don't have to do them, but I should..."
Blaine laughs slightly. "All right. What time am I coming over to help then?"
"No, Blaine, it's fine..."
"Hey, leaves need raking. It's almost Halloween, and those leaves are not going to put themselves into recycling bags... What time?"
Cats have nine lives, right? Kurt does, too, now. "Seven's fine..."
"All right, seven it is then. Want to text me your address so I can put it in my GPS? I forgot how to get there."
"Yeah, I'll do that right now." Kill me now.
----
Blaine comes over wearing a solid colored brown scarf and a red sweater. Kurt wishes they were at Robin's right now, so they could just go to bed, but this is not the case. He really does have to rake the leaves before Sunday, so why not have the boy he's crushing on come over to help him? One reason: Because it's a terrible idea.
It's a terrible idea, because Blaine looks really great in scarves, and his red and brown colors are matching the numerous leaves in Kurt's backyard, and he looks really new. There's something different about his appearance that Kurt can't quite figure out. Blaine just seems different from the two times he's seen him at night.
He meets Kurt in the backyard, smiling as Kurt points to the rake near his feet. With one already in hand, Kurt continues to rake a handful of leaves into a small pile. He has to stop raking when he feels Blaine's arms wrap around him from behind, pulling him closer to him. "Thanks for having me over..." He can hear the small smirk playing on Blaine's face without having to look at him.
Even though he's been having mixed feelings about his Blaine situation all week, he can't help but lean into Blaine's warm hug. "...You're welcome to invite yourself over any time..."
Kurt turns around and smiles at Blaine's fall attire. It's only mid-October, but he already feels like just with Blaine being here, the beginning of his senior year will always beat out graduation.
Okay, maybe not, but it'll be a close second.
Without saying it to each other first, they both start raking all the leaves into one big pile in the middle of the yard. There's a comfortable silence in the air, one that Kurt's grateful for. He still glances up at Blaine every couple moments just because it's hard not to, but he's glad to know that when he looks up, Blaine's always looking back. They are in the act of performing a mutual glance-a-thon.
After about twenty minutes, they've gathered most of the leaves in the yard, so now, it's time for a break.
"Don't jump in them." Kurt says sternly.
Blaine bites his lip and innocently smiles back at him. "I wasn't gonna!"
Kurt glares playfully and shakes his head. He watches as Blaine carefully sits down in the pile and holds out his arms for Kurt to join him. Kurt grins and comes over to him, holding onto Blaine's hands as he lowers himself into the pile.
"It smells like decaying leaves and fresh dirt," Kurt claims.
Blaine nods and gently lies down on top of the large pile, resting his head near the end of it. "Are you going to join me?" Kurt follows his lead, even though it's against his better judgement to let gross nature things touch his clothes. However, for Blaine, he'll pretend to be a freaking boy scout if he has to.
He waits a few minutes for Blaine to magically kiss him or say something sweet, but the time never comes. He starts thinking that Blaine fell asleep, but when he lifts his head up to look over at him, he sees Blaine's just looking up at the sky. Kurt smiles and rests his head back down in the leaves, deciding to stare up at the clouds, too.
"I see a butterfly," Kurt says softly.
"Yeah, I saw that earlier. It looks like two people now, though."
Now, Kurt Hummel isn't one to simply confess his love. He told Finn he loved him once, playing it off as a name of a song, but that only resulted in Finn becoming his brother. Kurt does not want Blaine to become his brother. Oh, god, that would be awkward. Blaine doesn't even need to be his boyfriend exactly, he just wants something.
He decides to open up the discussion. "Oh, really? What are the two people doing?" Clever, Kurt. Very clever.
Blaine thinks about it for a moment, and Kurt hopes he's already caught on to what Kurt's really talking about. "They're eating pancakes," Blaine smiles softly, still looking up at the sky.
Kurt shifts to the side facing Blaine, trying his best not to disturb the nice silence by moving around in the dry leaves. "Oh? And what are they doing now?"
He watches Blaine's face for any sign of the something that he's trying to get out of him. He's smiling softly, but that's all it looks like is there.
"Hugging," Blaine says suddenly. Kurt waits a moment for him to say something else, but when he doesn't, he daringly digs his arms under the leaves and wraps his arms around Blaine. "What about now?"
He feels Blaine lean into him, but nothing else. Discouraging. Frustrating.
Kurt never thought that he'd ever have to be in one of those situations where every little movement means so much. Before, he never understood why new couples that were holding hands were entirely uninterested in the world around them in the moment. It's because that every touch, every slight movement of a finger or difference in pressure, is being intensified with how hard you're concentrating on the other person's feel. It's intoxicating.
He really wants Blaine to kiss him, to lace their fingers together, to press his thigh against his, or to do something. Instead, Blaine just stays leaning into Kurt's grasp.
Deep down, Kurt knows he's being a bit unfair. He knows he's only known Blaine for two weeks, and realistically, he's only known him for two nights. However, that was enough to get him thinking about him non-stop. He wonders what Blaine's time line for them has been, if he's thought about Kurt even half as much as Kurt's thought about Blaine. Still, he can't help but feel like pushing a bit further.
If they really are cuddle buddies, then Blaine shouldn't mind being this close.
"Will you kiss me, Blaine?" Kurt says quietly, half of him hoping that Blaine hasn't heard him. He just really needed to say it out loud.
Blaine turns on his side, seeming relaxed and content, and moves his face closer to Kurt's. "Of course." He presses their lips together, and just like that, Kurt feels lighter than the pile of leaves they're lying in. Blaine's thumb comes up to caress Kurt's cheek, and Kurt can only hope that Burt or Carole doesn't come outside to ruin this moment.
However, soon after he presses his lips to Kurt's, he pulls back and stares at him, smiling a little different than before. "So, the leaves are done, yeah?"
A moment ago, Kurt felt like he was floating, and now, his heart is quickly being buried under the leaves. "Yeah, thanks for helping me." Might as well help you leave.
Blaine sits up in the pile and smiles softly. "It was fun, thanks for letting me come over." No, you wanted to come over, and now you're randomly wanting to leave just because I asked you to freaking kiss me. Why are you doing this? Don't you want to have sex with me and then love each other forever and ever until we die?
"Yep, bye."
Blaine looks over at him and gives him a curious half smile. He was about to leave, but now he sits content in the leaf pile again. "What?"
"...Nothing?" Good. Sense my depression of your leaving. Feel terrible.
He looks down at the leaves and gathers a large handful. "What'd you want to do now?" The leaves in Blaine's hand are suddenly sprinkling down around Kurt and on top of his hair. Blaine just put freaking leaves in his hair.
Somehow, Kurt is resisting the urge to kill him. Normally, if someone like Rachel were to just do that, all hell would break lose and Burt wouldn't understand why his yard was suddenly re-covered with leaves everywhere. However, when Blaine does it, it's kind of cute. He can forgive him.
"Heyyy," Kurt whines playfully, picking the few leaves out of his hair. "I don't want to do anything with you, loser."
Blaine fake gasps and puts his hand on his chest. "What'd you just call me?"
Kurt giggles and falls back into the leaves. "Nothin'."
Blaine raises an eyebrow at him and smirks, rolling on top of him, pining him to the pile. "Oh, yeah?"
This is how it should be, this is the entire reason Kurt was half excited to rake the leaves into a large pile. Blaine's on top of him, staring at him in the same sweet way as the first time he was ever in this position. "Yeah."
Blaine smiles and leans down, pecking his lips before quickly leaning his head back up. "Will your dad care that we're like this right now?"
Kurt turns his head slightly, eyebrows furrowing. "Um, probably, yeah. Why?"
Blaine's eyes widen and he practically flies off Kurt, sitting as far from him on the leaf pile as possible. It's Kurt's turn to sit up and wonder why the hell Blaine just asked that, hoping to god it isn't what he thinks is the reason. Of course, it is. Burt was just looking out the window, but Kurt couldn't even make out his facial expression, because the second he went to look, Burt turned out of sight.
"Crap."
Blaine bites his lip, looking really worried. "Kurt, I'm really sorry. I didn't see him until I was... already on top... I can stay here, or we can go to Robin's house or somewhere if you think it's going to be bad going inside."
Kurt looks at him confused. "What?" Then he remembers that not all parents are like Burt. He smiles at Blaine and puts his hand over his. "No, it's not that. My dad knows I'm gay, he just..." he sighs, "didn't know I had someone special over. Now, he's going to want to talk, and it's going to be annoying and awkward."
Blaine smirks. "I'm special?"
Shut up. You know this already. Don't remind me that I'm bitter.
Kurt rolls his eyes and stands up. "No, sorry. I was talking about someone else." He opens his arm up to pretend to have his arm around someone invisible. "This is Dwayne Anderson, we've been friends with benefits for two years already, and he knows all my secrets."
Blaine tilts his head to give him a look like he's strange, but then laughs and stands up next to him. "Want to go get ice cream? Maybe, you can bring him home some, so you can persuade him out of 'the talk' tonight."
"Are you buying?"
Blaine stares at him for a moment before sighing. "Yeah, sure. Even though I did just help you rake your entire backyard..."
They start walking to Blaine's car in the front of the house. "Yeah, but who told you like three times that he didn't need help? You've gained an hour of hard labor and lost two dollars and forty cents on buying me a chocolate and vanilla twist cone with sprinkles and chocolate dip."
Blaine groans. "That sounds so good. Damn. We need to go get it now."
"I know. That's why I described it in full detail."
Blaine glares at him playfully when they get in the car. "Stop knowing how to control my mind."
Kurt gives him an innocent smile and looks out the window as Blaine starts driving to go get ice cream. If only I could describe in perfect detail what our amazing relationship would be like if you would just say you wanted to date me.
Part 4
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One more part left! Should have it done before um... a day. Work is all up in my grill about giving me money to be there for a thousand hours, so you can blame that. Now, I think I might have to go stop at Dairy Queen.