Aug. 9, 2013, 8:03 a.m.
Of Flowers and Therapy: Chapter 6
E - Words: 1,353 - Last Updated: Aug 09, 2013 Story: Closed - Chapters: 13/? - Created: Jul 01, 2013 - Updated: Aug 09, 2013 108 0 0 0 0
Once Kurt had closed the shop up for the night, shooing Santana out long before so she could go and 'sexify' herself for the opening. He made his way up to his apartment, intrigued by the amount of activity that was going on next door. Letting himself into his apartment he went straight to his bedroom and specifically to his closet, he wanted to make sure he looked amazing for the opening tonight, but not too obviously so.
After spending over half an hour pulling out different combinations of clothing, he finally decided on a pair of grey skinny jeans and a black button down. He admired himself in the mirror, it looked the perfect mix of smart and casual, and made his ass looking AMAZING, not that he would admit he tried to find pants that did just that.
Looking over at the clock on his bedside cabinet he saw that he really needed to get down if he wanted to be on time. He had considered being fashionably late, but decided against it, he didn't want to look rude on Blaine's big night, not wanting to miss anything. When he got down to the restaurant it was buzzing, there was music playing, people milling about, drinks flowing and the delicious smell of what could only be described as traditional Italian wafting out of the restaurant.
Kurt made his way inside, grabbing a glass of champagne from a tray by the entrance. He took a look around, the restaurant looked amazing, the tables were lined with traditional white and red checkered cloths, vases with the flowers Kurt had provided him sitting proudly in the center. The walls were now lined with photographs of the surrounding areas, which Kurt loved, pausing to admire them.
He was starting to feel a bit uncomfortable, he looked around helplessly, trying to find anyone he recognised, wrapping his hands self-consciously round his middle, trying to busy himself in his champagne. It was probably the only time he would ever by glad for Santana to be somewhere, but right now, that's exactly the kind of person he needed. Someone was clearly answering him today as just then he noticed Santana, tight dress in place making her way through the crowd, blonde haired girlfriend on her arm.
"Alright, Hummel, I'm surprised you're not off in some sort of corner macking with masterchef himself."
Trust Santana to lower the tone already, he couldn't help but smile slightly, she was just the light relief he needed right now, he still hadn't seen Blaine, and wanted nothing more than to see him, hoping he would at least get to talk to him a little bit tonight.
"Nice to see you too, Santana, and this will be the lovely Brittany, I have heard a lot about you"
He reached his hand out to shake Brittany's, watching as Santana gave her a look of pure adoration, it took him by surprise slightly as Santana always had such a hard look, but seeing her look at Brittany like that made his heart melt, he was happy for Santana, now for only to find his own Brittany.
"So, have you seen the garden gnome yet? Santana said you liked him alot, and that soon enough you would be making little gay babies together"
Kurt nearly choked on the champagne he had just put in his mouth, even more so when he heard a fourth voice join in their conversation.
"Who's making gay babies?"
Kurt tried his best to school his features into something calm like, turning around slowly to face the source of the voice. As he met the hazel eyes he had been thinking about so much recently, he felt his heart speed up just a little bit, although he convinced himself it was because he was embarrassed at Blaine having heard Brittany's comment.
"Oh, um, Hi Blaine, no-no one, it was just Brittany, um, telling me about a movie she had seen recently, that's all."
"No, I was actually talking abo-"
He had never loved Santana more than right that second for grabbing Brittany's hand and yanking her off towards the food table, effectively cutting off her very embarrassing confession. He dropped his eyes to the floor, hoping that his blush couldn't be seen, rubbing his hand on the back of his neck.
"Sooo, great opening, so many people have turned up, you must be really pleased"
"Yeah! It's amazing! I never expected such a good turn out, thank you so much for coming, it's so great to see you"
He touched Kurt's elbow in an affectionate sort of way, making Kurt shiver at the contact, he loved any type of contact with Blaine, but this felt oddly intimate, even in a room full of people, it felt like Kurt was the most important person in the room right now, and that filled him with a strange sort of feeling, something he couldn't pinpoint.
"I need to go and do a speech and do the tacky 'cutting of the ribbon' thing, but I would really like to talk some more later, if you'll stick around?"
"I'd love that, now go do your 'best restaurant owner' role!"
He watched as Blaine winked at him before heading to the front of the restuarant and standing up on one of the chairs, clearing his throat and clapping his hands together to get everyone's attention. Once everyone was finally paying attention he started his speech, rocking on the balls of his feet as he did, Kurt just watching him with pride, he was so comfortable in front of an audience.
"Hi, everyone! Firstly, thank you all so much for coming to the opening of my new restaurant, 'Andersons' it has been a dream of mine for a long time, and to finally have it coming to life is, well, a dream come true"
Everyone laughed slightly, Kurt was in awe, it felt amazing to know such a confident, easy going man, and yes, it was now not even up for debate, he was falling for Blaine Anderson, restaurateur, neighbour and friend. Like she had some sort of sixth sense, he felt Santana come and stand next to him, squeezing his hand and whispering in his ear "I give it two weeks until you're on your knees suc--" Kurt put his hand over her mouth making sure she couldn't finish that thought.
"So. all that is left to be done, is for be to use these obnoxiously big scissors to cut this obnoxiously big bow, and declare this restaurant open"
There was a big cheer as Blaine did as he said and cut the bow, Kurt watched as everyone clapped, giving Blaine pats on the backs, and handshakes, yes, he was definitely feeling pride for his neighbour, slash friend.
The night was definitely deemed a success, with empty dishes and empty glasses to show for it. People had started to leave, the restaurant starting to return to it's normal quiet. Kurt decided to stay behind as Blaine had requested, Santana and Brittany staying with him. Santana was still making some inappropriate comments, but Kurt let them slide, choosing instead to focus on Blaine, the way he was thanking each person, showing the care and consideration he always did for his potential customers.
Eventually, the restaurant emptied, leaving Blaine, Kurt, Santana and Brittany.
"Right, well I think it's time for me and Britt to leave you two to your sexual tension, I'll see you tomorrow, Kurt. Blaine, well done, hobbit, nice restaurant, I'm sure I'll see you soon, too. Use protection boys!"
With that, she left, leaving Kurt and Blaine stood awkwardly next to each other, staring in astonishment at where Santana had just departed.
"So, um, coffee?" Kurt looked up to see Blaine looking hopefully over at him, he smiled at Blaine shyly before responding.
"Coffee sounds great, although it's a bit of an anticlimax after your big opening"
"To be honest with you, I would say this is actually the best part of the night"
Well, shit.