b>Summary: Kurt and Blaine's first kiss could have happened in so many different ways and at so many different times. #7: It's Practically Only Been Minutes

A/N: The setting is placed during "Grilled Cheesus." AU, because of bringing Blaine into the episode :).

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I had finally noticed him after my first over-nighter that I spent in my Dad's room at the hospital. I was sitting down with my coffee in the small cafe that they had down on the first floor and I only saw him from the corner of my eye, but I always knew when someone was staring at me. From what I could see, he was a little shorter than me with beautiful curly black hair and had these most amazing set of eyes. Those eyes, the color of them were the first thing that had me noticing that he was even there when I finally looked up from my cup of coffee. I had caught onto those golden color-like orbs. After that, was when I felt that his gazed hadn't shifted from my person after a few minutes.

I fully turned towards him and our eyes met. I tilted my head slightly; as if to ask him why was he staring at me. He gave me a small grin before lifting himself up from his seat. I thought he was leaving so I turned back towards my coffee to think about what I had to do this week at the garage, only I never got the chance to get past my first thought.

" Hello." I glanced back up again. Mr. Golden Eyes was standing next to my table, smiling at me.

" Hello." I replied back to him and for some reason I feel myself giving this stranger the first smile that I have had on my face in a long time.

" Do you mind? Everywhere else is full." He gestured towards the seat across from me. I glanced around the cafe, there was no one sitting in any of the seats around us within a seven foot radius. I smirked and glanced back up at him. Using my hand I indicated that he should take the seat across from me before lifting one of my eyebrows at him. "What?"

Giving a small chuckle I knew I just had to ask. " Do you always use quotes from Harry Potter often?"

"Sub-consciously, I think..." He scrunched up his nose, obviously in thought before letting out the cutest laugh imaginable.

" So, what's the real reason for joining me, Mister...." I asked hoping to get a name from him.

" It's Blaine. Blaine Anderson, actually. And you?" He provided grinning, obviously happy to learn this information.

" Well, Blaine Anderson, my name is Kurt."

" Just Kurt?" He questioned, one of his eyebrows raised.

" For now...." I teased. " You know, you never answered my question."

" Fine." He huffed, before smiling to show that he was just joking. " It's just... I thought that you looked unhappy and I didn't like it."

" So, you just stared at me until I took notice that you were staring at me before deciding to join me while still quoting Harry Potter to me?"

" It was done sub-consciously, but yeah, basically." He looked away for a minute, a noticeable blush graced his cheeks, before turning back towards me. " Not that it's any of my business or anything, but do you want to tell me what's wrong? People tell me I'm a good listener and I just can't stand to see your face just look so broken, as if nothing will ever be right again in the world."

" I don't think you want to hear me ramble about my problems, Blaine. We'd be here forever." I chuckled softly, but I think he could tell that it was frail and forced.

" I wouldn't ask if I didn't want to know and well, I have all day. I could have forever, but then I think my butt would get tired."

I don't know why, but for some reason I had to laugh. How is he able to get me to smile when I haven't been able to manage it by myself in weeks.

" You really haven't smiled in weeks?"

I lifted my hands away from my coffee and pressed them to my face. " Are you a telepath or did I just happen to say that out loud?"

He somehow managed to weave his fingers with mine in seconds and pulled my hands from my face. " I could go with telepath, but then I would be lying."

I groaned.

" Back to you not smiling..." He hinted, trailing off his sentence for me to continue.

" You are really persistant aren't you."

" When I want something I usually get it. Now, start talking!"

He was smiling when I started my story, but by the time that I finally got to the ending his expression had changed. Blaine had a look that was a mixture of anger, sadness and disbelief I think.

" You've got to be kidding me!" I didn't know what to say to that. I'm not surprised that he didn't belie.... " You mean to tell me that all they have done is preach at you! Not even one of those so called friends of yours offered you a place to stay until your father is well again? Have any of them called to check up on you to make sure you're alright? That you are eating, sleeping even?"

I had to look away, because no, they hadn't. Tears pooled in the corners of my eyes. I was trying to hold them back. I had to tell myself, I didn't get this far only to breakdown now.

" Hey. Look at me. Kurt, look at me."

When I didn't look up at him he grabbed my chin and pulled it up and towards him until our eyes met. I felt like I was drowning in pools of sticky honey. His eyes were showing me his emotions on repeat. Concern, Sadness, Anger, and two that flickered inbetween each of those so fast they were almost unidentifiable, it was Love and Lust. I was wondering how the hell they could fit in when Blaine leaned across the table and whispered.

" I know it's practically only been minutes since we've met, but I want..."

" Kiss me." I mumbled softly. Our lips touched and our noses brushed up against one another. The palm of his hand against my ear as he grasped lightly at my hair, playing with strands that he found out of place. I grew bold and lifted my hand slowly, and put it on the side of his neck before rubbing the skin there lightly with my thumb. He moaned and I pulled away quickly, out of breath and suddenly remembering where we were.

I saw the hurt and confused look on his face for a moment before his eyes widened, " Oh my... Kurt, I am so...."

I stood up cutting him off quickly. " Don't you dare, Blaine Anderson! Don't forget I was the one who told you to kiss me."

" But..."

" But, nothing. The only reason I stopped was because I needed to breathe and that I remembered where we were, Blaine. And I don't think we'd want to continue this in the middle of a Coffee Shop, in a Hospital, with you moaning very loudly."

His eyes widened again as I spun around on my heel, but then he narrowed them and smirked. I paused, " Coming Blaine?"

" After lunch, Baby." That's when my eyes widened.