Chapter Two

The absolute whole car ride was awkward, with a side of strangling silence. The only noise was the low mumble of music from the speakers. And Kurt's phone going off. Finn had called twenty minutes after his step-brother had left.

Kurt tapped the end button and shot him a text.

I left with Blaine twenty minutes ago. -KEH

y didnt u tell us?

What did I say about texting like that? -KEH

dude, you were the conversation txt sam btw.

Blaine was the man of that conversation. And why should I text Sam? -KEH

he wants to talk to you about your “science project”

Oh. Okay, are we off the hook for Glee—me and Blaine, I mean. -KEH

Mr. S was mad but yeah. Sam-test him.

Test? -KEH

Text. Gtg

Kurt stopped texting. He didn't even text Sam. He didn't want to deal with his “science project” right now. But Sam just had to defy his track of thought.

Hey:)

…. -KEH

? :

I can't talk right now. -KEH

were not talkinf, were typing. ;]

I'm not typing to you right now. Things are wrong with Blaine, I need to be with him, and you need to stop talking to me. I can't handle you right now. -KEH

Sam didn't reply. Good, Kurt thought to himself. Blaine stopped for a stop sign for a moment then kept wheeling down the street. Kurt turned himself to look at Blaine, his eyes sad. Blaine didn't even turn.

To: Coooooop:3

I need to talk to you. Don't reply to this though. -KEH

“Hey, guys!” Cooper was in the kitchen dancing around in his boxers and a t-shirt. “Food, anyone?”

The two younger boys hummed a no-like sound in response. Blaine advanced to the kitchen leaving Kurt by the garage door.

“HEY, IT'S COOPER. IS YOU OKAY? IS YOU? Good, cuz I wanted to know!” Cooper had obviously been watching Glozell's videos on YouTube again.

“Not again Coop. I told you, I'd block her channel if you do that one more time.” Blaine wanted to be serious, but he had a smile on his voice. “Watch JennaMarbles. I like her videos better.”

“Belle's French, so she's a whore.” Kurt couldn't help it.

Cooper smiled and went to hug Kurt. “Cinderella's blonde, so she's a whore.”

“PEE-PEE TIME!” Blaine used his favorite, and most used line, before heading to the actual bathroom.

Cooper's head followed Blaine until he heard the door click shut. “So what's up?” Cooper asked in a hushed tone.

Kurt burned a shade of red, “So, when I got to the car, from Glee,”--skipping that he skipped--”We started to, uh, k-kiss in the car a little bit and I”--he softly cleared his throat--“I shifted to get a little more leverage to kiss him and I pullmyhandonhisthigh.” Kurt had no problem telling Cooper this but it sounded weird to himself that he was kissing someone, touching them even. “And he, like, freaked.”

The toilet flushed and the sink creeked on.

“Freaked?”

“Like stopped talking and said that you said that we shouldn't be late even though we're a hour early.”

The sink turned off with a quiet creek and opened the door. They knew that they had seconds to finish their conversation.

“Go hug and kiss him. And I'll make food.” Cooper had a plan, Kurt could see it in his eyes.

“Okay.” The other male smiled and walked down the hallway.

Kurt couldn't stop smiling even as he approached 'his man'.

“Hey, cutie.” Kurt got his arms around Blaine's shoulders, and Blaine automatically put his around Kurt's waist.

“Hi.” Blaine was close, only a movement away from a kiss.

“Can't you just kiss me withou--” Blaine was just waiting for a queue.

It was just then when they're lips press perfectly together. It wasn't only their lips, it was their hips and chests also. Blaine grabbed his boyfriends hands and ironed their palms together also.

The kiss got deeper; and the deeper the kiss, the tighter they came together. Blaine took charge, untangling their hands and pinned his hands to Kurt's hips; Kurt's hands occupying Blaine's shoulders, while his lips wondered down Blaine's tense jawline making his sloppy way to his throat. Kurt knew his spot, that wonderful spot that Blaine was so manipulated by. It was like a silent game of “Are You Nervous?”.

Blaine just gave up, throwing his head back for Kurt's accessibility. Kurt skipped a whole part of the others throat just to take Blaine's Adam’s apple between his teeth ever-so lightly. That's not even Blaine's spot and he moaned; the vibrations from Blaine's pharynx sent vibs threw Kurt down to his pants.

Target; Blaine's spot.

“Guys! Foods ready!” Coop's voice echo'd down the hall, he knew well enough not to venture to get them.

They hummed at him in response, breaking away from each other completely and started fixing their hair.

“One”--Blaine cleared his throat restoring his normal, unhusky voice--“One minute, Cooper.” Blaine's voice almost broke from his vocal chords.