Blaine ran blindly, trying to find somewhere to go to regain his composure. He spotted a bathroom, and burst into just as the tears began to fall. He leaned over the sink, and began to splash water on his face. He stood over the sink for about 5 minutes, calming himself down until he heard the door pull open. Blaine grabbed for a paper towel to dry his face off, pressing his face into it. Blaine felt a pair of arms around his shoulders. He lifted his face and his breath caught in his throat. Kurt’s arms were around HIM, and were rubbing HIS arms.
“You okay, Blaine?” Kurt asked, turning Blaine to face him.
“Uhm..yeah.” Blaine muttered, keeping his eyes planted on Kurt’s shoes, determined to not let Kurt see him crying.
“Hey, Blaine.. What exactly happened? One minute I was listening to your beautiful rendition of Rhythm of Love and the next, you were gone.: Kurt asked curiously.
“oh I just-“Blaine stopped and raised his gaze to Kurt’s face. “You thought my version was beautiful?”
“Yeah, you have an awesome voice!” Kurt replied eagerly, causing Blaine to blush uncontrollably.
“Hey, your voice is pretty damn amazing too!” Blaine blurted out, and after realizing what he said, deepened his blush.
“Thanks. You ready to go back now, Blaine?” Kurt asked, pushing the door open and waiting for Blaine to join him. Blaine nodded and walked out of the bathroom. Kurt closed the door behind them and caught up to Blaine.
“Blaine, you’re limping! What happened?” Kurt questioned. Blaine froze. He still hurt a bit from getting shoved into the locker, but there is no way he was going to tell Kurt. He barely knew the guy.
“You don’t have to tell me, if you don’t want to.” Kurt hastily added upon seeing the look on Blaine’s face. Blaine nodded gratefully as he resumed walking towards the choir room.
Blaine stopped a foot from the door, suddenly realizing what had happened. He was terrified; what were the other students going to say? Kurt noticed the look of sheer terror on Blaine’s face and put his arm around Blaine’s shoulder.
“Relax. They don’t bite.” Kurt laughed and steered Blaine into the room. Mr. Schue turned to face Blaine while Kurt went to sit down.
“Welcome to Glee club Blaine!” the teacher exclaimed, clapping a hand onto Blaine’s shoulder. Blaine’s face broke into a huge smile as he made his way to the seats and sat next to Kurt.
“I’m so glad there is something good about this school.” He thought to himself.
“Well, besides Kurt.” He looked at Kurt sitting next to him. “Easy there Anderson. You don’t want people to figure out you are gay on your first day of school.” A voice in the back of his brain piped up.
“Hi Blaine. I’m Tina.” A voice behind him said. Blaine twisted around in his chair to see an Asian girl with wavy black hair grinning at him. “This is Mike.” She said, gesturing to the boy sitting next to her.
“Nice to meet you Tina and Mike.” Blaine found himself replying. His manners rarely ever failed him. Throughout the rest of practice, Blaine was aware of nothing but the close proximity of Kurt to him. At the end of practice, Blaine stood up and began walking toward the door. Quite unexpectedly, that girl who dressed in the idiotic way slid into his path.
“Rachel Berry.” The girl said, sticking out her hand for Blaine to shake. Blaine took it, quite confused at this girl’s outright demeanor.
“hi…” Blaine replied cautiously.
“I’m the basic leader of this club. I have the best voice; so obviously, I’m the self-elected leader. You have a good voice. But not as good as me. I need more people to be in the background while I sing my solos. Welcome to the club.” Rachel promptly turned around and skipped off, leaving Blaine standing there, blinking after her.
“Sorry, probably should’ve warned you about Rachel.” A voice laughed from his side. “she is the leading bitch in our club.” Kurt continued, shaking his head in the direction Rachel had gone.
“Come on, I’ll walk you out.” Kurt said grabbing Blaine’s wrist and pulling him.
“Wait, I have to go to my locker!” Blaine resisted, not wanting his dad to question him about a very attractive boy walking him out.
“Okay, I’ll come with you.” Kurt shrugged, very clearly not taking the hint. Blaine sighed and began walking to his locker. He put in the combo and opened it, with Kurt peering in from behind.
“Shit” Blaine thought as his eyes fell on the small poster he had at the back of his locker.
“A Neil Patrick Harris fan I see?” Kurt smiled, “Or more than just a fan I assume?” Kurt’s eyes landed on the multiple hearts surrounding the picture. Blaine blushed a deep red.
“He is pretty hot, I have to admit. There aren’t many hot famous guys that play for our team.” Kurt clapped a delicate hand onto Blaine’s shoulder. Blaine didn’t even notice the contact.
Our team.
OUR team.
Our team!
Kurt was gay.