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Chapter 5

Blaine and Kurt decided to take the rest of the day off, and go back to Blaine’s house, because David had appointments back to back that day, so he’d be at the office until at least seven, and Bryan ran off to have lunch and go shopping with Goldie, Blaine’s surrogate mother, who’d been in Blaine’s life for as long as he could remember. They laid around on Blaine’s couch for awhile, watching Say Yes to the Dress, Blaine’s head in Kurt’s lap, with Kurt’s fingers laced through Blaine’s. Kurt used his other hand to play with Blaine’s dark, unruly curls, which had long been free of gel after what had happened that morning.

Blaine then heard someone’s keys scraping against the cool metal of their front door, and before Blaine even had time to get out of Kurt’s lap, Kurt saw a somewhat larger version of Blaine step through the door. “Cooper? What are you doing here?” Blaine interrogated, jolting upright.

“What? I can’t come visit my little bro every once in a while?” Cooper asked, pretending he was extremely hurt.

“No, I just-I thought you were working on that movie…Oh! Sorry, Kurt, this is my brother Cooper, Cooper, this is my…” Blaine stumbled. What was he supposed to call Kurt? What exactly was this?

“Blaine, I’ve met Kurt. You guys have been friends for years. Can I talk to you for a second in the kitchen?” ‘Oh, right.’ Blaine thought, mentally slapping himself for being so stupid. Blaine nodded, putting down the remote and untangling himself from Kurt.

In the kitchen, Cooper fixed himself a sandwich, while Blaine leaned against the counter, trying to come up with a reasonable explanation as to why his head was in Kurt’s lap, because he didn’t want to come out to Cooper right now. Not with Kurt sitting in the living room just a few feet away, where he could hear him if he started to cry. “So, what’s going on with you and Kurt?” Cooper asked, in between bites of turkey sandwich.

“Nothing, it’s, uh, nothing,” Blaine forced out.

“Come on, Blaine, really.”

Blaine ran his hair through his messy curls. “Coop, I’m, uhm,” Blaine looked up from where he was staring at on the floor. “I’m gay, Coop.”

Cooper swallowed. Silence. After a few moments of Blaine’s words lingering in the air, Cooper put down his sandwich, walked over to Blaine, and threw his arms around him. A lone tear slid out of the corner of Blaine’s eye- he couldn’t remember the last time he had hugged his brother. “Hey, don’t cry. You know I love you, little bro. No matter what,” Cooper soothed his little brother, rubbing small circles into his muscular back.

“Yah, I know. I just- I wish we were closer,” Blaine sobbed into his brother’s shoulder.

“I know, I know, shhh. I’m so sorry, Blaine. I left you. I left you when you needed me. Tell you what-Ill stay in Lima for the next few months. My acting career really isn’t taking off, so maybe I can get a job and earn some money, and then move back to LA. How’s that sound?” Cooper comforted him. “I’m so proud of you, Blaine.”

Blaine sniffled and nodded as they broke apart. “Thanks, Coop, really.”

“No problem. Hey, let’s go grab some coffee later. But first, I think someone’s waiting for you,” Cooper nodded his head to the living room where Kurt was sitting. Blaine chuckled and nodded, wiping the remaining tears on his cheeks onto the sleeve of his sweater. As Blaine started to walk back into the living room, Cooper yelled, “Hey dude, stay safe!” Blaine shot him a look from the door, and Cooper stood there laughing like a fool. He threw up his hands, and said, “Hey man, just doing my job as your brother.” Blaine rolled his eyes, smiling, and continued to walk into the living room.

He found Kurt hysterically laughing, tears in his eyes. He then saw Blaine, and his laughter died down when he saw his scarlet eyes and tear-stained cheeks. “Babe, what’s wrong?” Kurt questioned, standing up and hugging his mess of a boyfriend.

“Nah, no, I’m fine. Let’s watch tv,” Blaine stated, walking over to the couch, and patting the area next to him, Kurt’s designated spot.

“Orrrrrrr,” Kurt slurred, pulling Blaine up by his wrists and slowly backing up to the stairs, “We could have a little fun,” He finished, blushing.

Blaine pretended to look too tired to do anything, but then surprised Kurt by scooping him up in his arms and running up the stairs to his bedroom. Right before he reached the door, Blaine kissed Kurt fiercely but lovingly, and Kurt returned the favor. “You’re amazing, you know that?” Blaine whispered.

“Try again,” Kurt joked.

Blaine obeyed. “You are the. Most. amazing. Gorgeous. Sensitive. Caring. Boy. I have ever met,” He whispered, in between kisses.

“Mmm, ok, you win,” Kurt said, a smile spreading over his gorgeous face, kissing the boy tenderly.

Blaine pushed open the door and stumbled in, his lips never leaving Kurt’s. He quickly shut the door, and pushed Kurt onto the bed. Blaine kissed Kurt passionately, and Kurt moaned. “Mmmm, take this off. Now,” Kurt commanded, fumbling with the buttons. Blaine laughed and pulled the shirt over his head.

Blaine slid his hand down Kurt’s body until he reached the waistband of his pants. Kurt’s cock was growing harder against the fabric of his briefs.  “Mind if I return the favor?” Blaine mumbled, licking and nibbling at Kurt’s earlobe.

“Please,” Kurt managed to force out, his cock now firmly pressing against his pants.

Blaine unbuttoned his J. Crew chinos, and pulled them off, throwing them over the side of the bed. He pushed up his shirt and started to place small kisses all over his stomach. “Mm, this. Off. Now,” Blaine demanded, growing hard himself at the sight of the bulge in Kurt’s pants. Kurt slipped it off, and Blaine moved back down to Kurt’s cock. He began to lick at his v-lines, and bite at the elastic of his briefs. He mouthed at Kurt’s cock through his boxers, and Kurt moaned. He then pulled them down completely, started to place tiny kisses up and down it, just as Kurt had done to him. He started to lap at it, and then placed his whole mouth over it.  Blaine licked at it inside his mouth, and started to moan. Vibrations were sent throughout Kurt’s whole body, and Kurt couldn’t help but start to thrust. Blaine hummed and mouthed at Kurt’s cock, while Kurt thrust deeper and deeper into his throat, tangling his hands into Blaine’s wild curls as he did so.

“Blaine, I’m gonna come,” Kurt moaned, just as warm cum spilled down Blaine’s throat. Blaine swallowed every last bit of it- he loved the taste of Kurt. Then, they both laid back on Blaine’s pillows, breathing hard and fast. “You’re amazing,” Kurt huffed.

“Try again,” Blaine smiled, kissing Kurt until his lips were raw.