Day 6

Kurt set his alarm for 9am, an hour earlier than usual for a Saturday. Being the organized person he was he’d already set out his clothes for the date. Yes! Date, an actual date! After much deliberating and an hour long conversation with Mercedes he’d settled for a pair of dark blue skinny jeans and a fitted light blue shirt with a navy sweater.

Blaine on the other hand hadn’t had such a pleasant start to his day. After another uncomfortable night on the couch he’d woken with a start after he’d successfully managed to roll over and onto the floor, papers flying everywhere. He’d spent Friday night after Kurt had left grading the final batch of papers and had once again fallen asleep on the couch, not bothering to move to his bed.

~

By 10.30am Kurt was dressed and pacing around in his room, checking himself in the mirror every five minutes making sure he looked perfect, not a hair out of place. Fortunately his dad and Carole were at work and Finn was still asleep meaning he wasn’t getting interrogated about where he was going, who with and when he would be back. He checked himself in the mirror one more time before heading downstairs and out to his car, sending Blaine a text that he was on his way.

Blaine –

Leaving now! You best be ready Mr Anderson, I need my coffee!

Xx

Just as Blaine had stepped out of the shower he noticed he’d received a text from Kurt. After reading the text and checking the time he realized that Kurt must only be minutes away. He frantically dried himself off and began rummaging through draws searching for something he classed as appropriate date wear. Just as he had pulled on a clean pair of boxers and was half way through buttoning his shirt up, a knock sounded at his door. He sprinted to the door, opening it ajar only so his head was visible, hiding the rest of his body behind the wood.  

“K-Kurt, you’re…here.” He stuttered, a faint blush creeping up his neck.

“Where else would I be?” Kurt frowned slightly, trying to step inside Blaine’s apartment.

“Can you just wait here for one minute?”

Kurt eyed him curiously. “Why?”

“I... um...” Blaine sighed and shook his head, opening the door fully.

Kurt started to giggle, covering his hand over his mouth as he stared at Blaine’s current attire.

“What happened to you?” Kurt questioned once he’d caught his breath.

“Long story short, I’m running a little late. Let me just put some jeans on.” He self-consciously pulled his shirt tighter around himself and ran back towards his room.

“Do your shirt up too, I don’t mind but… it’s a little cold outside.” He sneered, trying not to laugh as he watched Blaine dash off into his bedroom.

Several minutes later Blaine returned looking considerably less dishevelled, wearing a red jumper over his shirt and black skinny jeans. He grabbed his glasses and wallet off the side before locking the door.

“You wear glasses?” Kurt asked, tilting his head to look at Blaine.

“Oh yeah, I don’t like wearing contacts every day if that’s okay with you?”

“More than okay, you have this cute nerd appeal.” Kurt blushed slightly.

“I’ll keep that in mind.” He replied as they made their way down the stairs.

Once they’d reached the main doors a cool fall breeze brushed past them, causing Blaine to involuntarily shiver.

“Glad you did your shirt up now?” Kurt smirked as he watched Blaine fold his arms over his chest.

“Whatever. I need coffee. Where are we going anyway?” Blaine asked as they headed towards Kurt’s car.

“Well, the Lima Bean is the obvious choice, but literally everyone from my school goes there so... how about if we go a little further away? You know anywhere?” He pulled out of the parking lot, turning the radio up slightly.

“Well, there’s this little coffee shop I’ve been to when I first started teaching. It’s not too far. I’ll give you directions.” Blaine suggested, turning to look at Kurt as they stopped at a red light.

“Perfect.” Kurt smiled and tapped the steering wheel along to the beat of the random song playing on the radio.

~

Half an hour and countless wrong turns later Blaine had successfully directed Kurt to a small, family run coffee shop just outside of town.

It was small yet had a homely feel with worn leather couches and mismatched chairs and tables scattered around. Kurt smiled to himself as it reminded him of Blaine’s apartment. It wasn’t particularly busy apart from a few people sitting at the tables nearest the windows.

“So, what are you having?” Blaine asked once they’d reached the front of the line, the man behind the till grinning at them both.

“Oh, a caramel macchiato thanks.” Kurt smiled to the cashier before turning his attention back to Blaine who was staring at the selection of cakes in the cabinet.

“Blaine, are you ordering?” He elbowed Blaine in the ribs making him jump.

“What was that for?!” He shrieked, glaring back at Kurt.                 

Kurt rolled his eyes. “I said what do you want to order?”

“Oh, they already know my order. We might as well just sit down.” He grinned and guided Kurt to a small couch in the corner.

Ten minutes later their orders arrived. As well as their drinks it appeared Blaine had ordered a sample of every cake on sale.

“I’m never going to eat all this!” Kurt laughed as he stared at the array of cakes in front of them.

“We can take them home. But I thought you should try some of the best cakes ever. I literally used to come in here every day just for the cake.” He smiled and took a bite of the red velvet cake, holding the other piece out for Kurt.

“So, how did you come across this place? It’s kind of out of the way from everywhere else.” Kurt asked as he took the piece of cake from Blaine’s fingers, chewing it thoughtfully, savouring the taste.

“Oh, when I was training to become a teacher and all I used to stay up really late working on assignments, during one of my many late night drives I discovered this place. It kind of became my little escape. Everyone here is really accepting too.” He shrugged and sipped his coffee.

“So they know you’re gay?” Kurt questioned as he stirred the cream into his drink.

“Yeah, the owners, they’re gay too. I kind of got to know them.” He replied, watching Kurt stir the cream into his drink intently.

“What about Sebastian? Didn’t he come here with you?” Kurt asked quietly, continuing to stir his beverage vigorously.

“He wasn’t living with me then. Plus, he was busy doing his own thing so I didn’t see him every night.” He replied, remembering the countless times he’d come to the café after Sebastian had let him down once again.

“Oh right. Sorry.” Kurt said sheepishly.

“Don’t be, I’ve got to talk about it at some point right? By the way, you’re doing that all wrong.” He pointed to Kurt’s drink.

“How can I be doing it wrong?” He said, confused, staring down at the mug.

“You’re not meant to stir in the cream, you’re meant to lick it off. It’s the best part!” He exclaimed, pulling the spoon out of Kurt’s hand.

“Blaine! I am not licking the cream off it. That’s just... no.” He shook his head, attempting to hide his smile.

“Fine, I will. I’m not letting you ruin the most amazing drink ever.” He grinned wickedly and picked up the cup, before licking the remainder of the cream off the top.

“You’re unbelievable.” He muttered and stared at Blaine, subconsciously licking his lips.

Blaine set down the cup and wiped his mouth on his sleeve, earning a disapproving look from Kurt. “That was so worth it.”

“Uh, you’ve got a little…” He gestured to Blaine’s lips. After several failed attempts of watching Blaine try to remove the cream Kurt sighed and reached out to wipe the cream off Blaine’s lip with the tip of his finger.

“Oh…”  Blaine stared, wide eyed at Kurt.

Do that again. Blaine thought.

“I… you had…I just…sorry.” Kurt blushed and looked away.  

Blaine reached out and placed his hand on Kurt’s knee. “Don’t be.” He smiled reassuringly, lightly squeezing his knee.

 “So, what exactly happened this morning? Not that I have anything against you wearing just your underwear or anything.” Kurt questioned, still aware of Blaine’s hand on his knee.

Blaine blushed at Kurt’s question. “I was in the shower...and I didn’t read your text, so when you knocked I’d only just got out, hence the fluffy hair.” He explained and ran a hand through his ungelled hair.

“So, let me get this right. You took that long in the shower?” Kurt said before he could think what he was implying.

“Uh... sure, I guess.” Blaine replied, smiling to himself as he drank his coffee, watching the colour appear on Kurt’s cheeks.

Kurt remained silent for several minutes, picking at a piece of cinnamon swirl, sensing Blaine’s eyes on him.

“Oh Kurt! I forgot to tell you something.” Blaine announced suddenly, bouncing a little on his seat.

“Okay… what?” Kurt asked hesitantly.

“Don’t sound so nervous. It’s just next week I’m taking the class down to the lake and well… considering you’re my assistant , will you help out?”

“Totally.” Kurt nodded a little too enthusiastically.

“Thanks, well I’ll give you the details on Monday.” He smiled, drinking the remainder of his coffee.

“Can’t wait.” Kurt whispered as he picked up his drink, only remembering Blaine had licked it after swallowing several mouthfuls. He quickly put the cup down, pushing it across the table.

“You’re lucky I like you.” He muttered, watching Blaine’s somewhat proud expression.

“What? I didn’t spit in it!” Blaine chuckled.

“And you call yourself a teacher.” He rolled his eyes, playfully hitting Blaine on the arm.

“Help me! My boyfriend is violent!” Blaine squealed, pushing Kurt away. Not registering what he’d said too caught up in the moment.

Wait boyfriend? Kurt thought.

Blaine froze staring at Kurt with wide eyes.

Boyfriend?