
May 8, 2012, 10:30 p.m.
May 8, 2012, 10:30 p.m.
Blaine’s brother had just run to the restroom, and he was waiting in line alone for concessions when he spotted Kurt. He’d been thinking about how it looked, standing alone at the movies, and that’s how he noticed Kurt, who was standing alone at the movies. As he took in this stranger, he wondered why he was alone, and also how. He seemed attractive enough, so why no date? And he didn’t seem paranoid about being in a public, very “datey” place alone, like Blaine, who actually wasn’t alone, was. And it was with a tiny bit of worry that he wondered if this guys date had wandered off to the restroom too.
Trying not to be suspicious, (or creepy!) he kept his eye on the stranger as they both got closer to the counter, and oh, he just bent down to tie his shoe. When Cooper came back, Blaine made sure to keep the guy in his peripheral vision, not wanting to lose him in the busy crowd. They got their popcorn and drinks, and he held his breath after noticing the pretty man walking very close, and very alone, behind him. A small sigh escaped his lips as the stranger followed them into the theatre. Blaine knew that he couldn’t tell Cooper, who would give him major crap and be totally obvious about the whole thing. So he settled for leading his brother to one of the back rows, so as to be sure he could keep an eye on this guy, and when the hell did he become so creepy?! Okay, focus on the movie, Blaine.
Kurt did this every now and then. Went to the movies alone. He found it theraputic. Some of his friends thought it was strange, but who were they to talk. He loved his friends, but most of them were incredibly superficial. He’d stopped caring what people thought years ago. After all, he would be dead if he hadn’t. The years of judgment, dirty looks, bullying, had remarkably empowered him to embrace who he is. And although it hurt, he was proud to know what high fashion was, living in suburban Lima, Ohio.
So, this was just a regular day for him. He’d made the commitment to himself at the beginning of the year to give himself an allotted Kurt-time at least once a week, and escape the drama, the stress, the mundane whatever of everyday life.
He was waiting for concessions (he typically stayed away from junk food, but on his self-dates or whatever, he let loose a little and gave in to his cravings). He was waiting for concessions when he felt it. Felt someone watching him. It was an inkling at first, but he knew it was there. On a whim, he intentionally stepped on his shoelace, so he could catch a glance at the stare-er as he tied his shoe. And hokay(!) he was cute. Kurt had seen him walk in earlier, and immediately pushed the thought of having interest from his mind. First of all, it was Kurt night. Second of all, he was with another guy.
Determined not to attract attention, he feigned ignorance, not giving this guy the time of day, pretending to text, playing a turn on Draw Something while he waited for his pretzel. He noticed Cute Guy approached the counter at about the same time, and when he chanced to steal a glance, he saw with a bit of sadness that Cute Guy’s date was back and he wasn’t paying attention anymore.
After paying for his pretzel, Kurt made his way through the crowd, and happened to stumble into the hall right behind the adorable stranger and his date. The taller man was talking, clearly excited about the movie they were there to see. And Kurt smiled to himself because he would never want to go see the movie he was referring to.
Against his better judgment, he followed them into the theatre.
Kurt shuffled out of the theatre and was immediately aware of their presence behind him. Unexpectedly panicked, he dodged into the little boys room, because well, he’d anticipated following them but heaven forbid they be behind him!
“Check what, Blaine? What could be so important that we have to stop in the middle of the hall, and you bruise my ribcage?” Cooper tended to his abdomen gingerly.“Uhhh…Ok. But you didn’t notice? Really?” Blaine looked up at his older brother and when Cooper clearly didn’t know what he was talking about, he sighed. “Okay. So, don’t like, think I’m creepy or anything-“
“Too late for that”
“Shutup. But really. There’s this cute guy, and well, I don’t know. I want to talk to him somehow…” Blaine really needed older-brother advice, and was already anticipating the mocking jokes.
But Coop surprised him. “Oh, that guy in the vest? Yeah, he would be cute next to you.” Blaine, surprised by this statement, just looked at his brother expectantly.
“Well,” said Coop, “aren’t you going to talk to him?”
“Yes,” said Blaine sarcastically. “I’ll just walk up to him and be like, “how did you like the movie?”
He wasn’t even finished rolling his eyes when the guy walked out of the bathroom. Blaine’s heart in his throat he, he did the only thing he could think of as he felt Coop shove him into the adorable stranger.
“Umph!!!” Agggh oh my god what even, Coop! “Oh, I’m so sorry, I just—“
“It’s okay, haha, I wasn’t paying attention to my surroundings.” This guy spoke with the voice like an angel. It totally caught Blaine off guard.
Thank God Blaine had Coop to interject. Well, sort of. “What my brother means, is ‘Hi, my name’s Blaine, I think you’re cute. Would you like to go out sometime?'”
Kurt stood up straight, gathering his confidence and dusting off his vest. He held out his hand to the boy named Blaine. “Kurt,” he said again with a little more mmph. “It’s a pleasure to make your acquaintance.”
Hands were shaken, numbers were exchanged, and the rest is history.