KlaineBecks
April 9, 2013, 8:26 a.m.
The Only Exception: Chapter 11
E - Words: 1,222 - Last Updated: Apr 09, 2013 Story: Closed - Chapters: 13/? - Created: May 25, 2012 - Updated: Apr 09, 2013 463 0 3 0 0
Author's Notes: Sorry it took so long.Im crap!Review, pretty please?
Chapter 11
Michael checked over his boxing schedule with Blaine. He was over the moon that he was able to get 3 days a week of an hour and a halfs training with the sex god.
Hes kind of glad that Blaine doesn't know about his and Kurts past.
Because past is what they had.
It took him all of a week to realise that Blaine was the one from the night he gave Kurt that blowjob that ended everything between them.
And that made him hate Blaine more.
But he didnt want to hurt Blaine.
Oh no, he did not.
He wanted to hurt Kurt, because it was Kurt that made him fall in love, not Blaine.
He made the perfect plan in his head(he may have even written some of it down because he wanted it to work so badly) and it was all going to commence on Friday night.
All he would have to do is Pray Blaine fell into the trap.
And pray for Kurt to still be the exact same he always has been....easy to break emotionally.
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Kurt noticed Michael straight away when he walked into work one Friday morning, looking happier then hes ever seen him before. And that made *him* happy.
Because no one deserves to be sad, he knew about it all to well.
"Goodmorning, Mike." Kurt greeted him happily,
"And what has got you so chipper this morning?"
Michael gave Kurt a smuggish look,
"Hot date tonight. Man of my dreams if I do say so myself." He winked, then walked off to the changing rooms to change into his practice gear.
Kurt just stared after him, a small smile gracing his lips and with a shake of his head he thought about just what would probably happen on that date, and how the other guy would not know whats coming.
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Rehearsals were tiring and Kurt just wished he could go home to curl up to Bline. But alas Blaine was working until 9.30pm as his newest trainee booked extra sessions.
Kurt cursed the day 'work' was ever evented.
He wish everyone could just live freely and not have to move from their ever so warm beds with an ever so sexy body pressed up against them......Okay well thats just Kurt, but hey? You get the idea right?
So when he got home that night, he warmed up some left over Chinese from the night before("Forget about the calories, forget about the calories") and curled up on the couch alone to watch re-runs of Project runway. It would do till Blaine gets home.
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Eight O'clock struck and Blaine wondered out to the boxing ring to already find Michael there waiting for him. He smiled at the eagerness.
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Michael smirked when he saw Blaine walk in and smile.
He knew he looked good in his new shorts, and it seemed the sexy instructor thought the same.
Hmmm. Maybe i'll get more out of tonight then I bargined for.
He thought.**********
"Hey!" Blaine said as he stepeed inside the ring,
"Today i thought we'd kick up the sparing a bit and I'll go full force on you? See what you've learnt so far....Sound good?"
"Sounds perfect!" Michael replied eagerly.
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An hour into the session and they called for a break.
Michael was getting stronger, Blaine could see it in his Blocks and his punches.
The accuracy increasing ten fold before his own eyes.
He was sort of proud.
He looked over to where Michael was sitting and saw the mans shoulders shaking.
Blaines no expert, but he was pretty sure that he was crying.
He walked over and lightly placed a hand on Michaels shoulder, to which he flinched at. Blaine stepped back a few paces.
"Michael? Are you okay?"
When he looked up, Blaine was sad to see he was right.
The mans eyes were red rimmed and he had silent tears dripping off his chin.
Blaine being the touchy feely way he is, dropped down onto the bench and put an arm around the man whilst his silent cries faded away.
"I-I'm sorry, Blaine. Its just been a hard week and I-I-I just got a text that made it ten times worse, I just feel so alone!" he cried.
Blaine held him a bit tighter, whispering he wasnt alone, trying to be a friend rather then a teacher. Michael looked like he could use one.
"Thank you." Michael stammered out, wiping his nose with the tissue Blaine just ran off to grab.
"You welcome. But Michael, just know, we don't have to keep going. We can just...talk, if you'd prefer. Ive been told i'm quite the listener." Blaine joked.
It cracked a smile from the sad man and Blaine counted that as a small victory.
Michael pulled a bottle out of his bag.
"Do you mind if I...?" He asked, pointing at the vodka bottle he held in his hands.
Even thought Blaine didn't really encourage drinking to cover sadness, Michael was a fully grown man and could make his own decisions.
He nodded and gave the go ahead.
Michael popped off the lid and took a big drink, letting the heat caress his throat like a fresh glass of water.
He tilted the bottle towards Blaine, silently asking if he wanted any.
Blaine thought it over for a minuet.
Knowing he was getting the subway home tonight, so he didnt have to think about drunk driving. And he knew Kurt didnt care if he had a drink after a stressful day at work.
So he took the offered bottle and took a big swig.
Vodka was heaven. He kind of forgot that.
He was more of a beer drinker now, spirits didnt do much for his judgement.
But it was only Michael, so he had nothing to worry about. He was just company for the lonely man, and now somewhat of a drinking buddy.
Michael was smiling now.
Too fucking easy.
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It was half past 10 and Blaine still wasn't back at Kurts appartment and wasn't answering his phone.
To say Kurt was worried would be an understatement.
He heard his phone buzz on the coffee table from where he was pacing back and forth and smiled, thinking Blaine had finally finished work. That was probably why he hadn't been answering.
He looked at the sender and was confused when he saw it was Michael.
He frowned Slightly and clicked on the message...
"As you were always one I could chat with, I thought i'd share with you the news of my hot date. Hot is the WORD! Ive sent you a little video. It nothing rude, don't you worry. My dates just a bit drunk and let lose with some killer moves, I'm sure you'd appreciate.
Enjoy, Kurt."
Kurt laughed slightly, the worries of Blaine gone for all of a split second as he clicked open the file he was sent.
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The room was kind of dark, it looked like a gym.
It looked like Blaine's gym.
He'd been there once before.
The camera then focused on a man.
A topless man.
A very tanned topless man.
With dark black curls.
and Hazel eyes.....
Blaine.
The tears started to well up as he watched Blaine hip grind and all sorts, Michaels laughter flowing through the speakers.
Making kissy faces at the camera, singing one of the songs Kurt always said was a favourite of his....'Take you down-Chris Brown'
So this was Blaine working late?
How cliche must his life be if his boyfriend is pretending to work extra hours whilst he's out fucking people?
Kurt felt sick to his stomach. He threw the phone at the couch, not even bothering to play the video the whole way through. He doesnt want to know how it ends.
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Except thats exactly what he should have done.......
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This chapter was really good. Blaine is naive and needs to realize not everyone can be trusted although I am sure that he actually didn't do anything wrong. I actually find myself hating Michael the more I see him and I just want Kurt to slap him one although I know that Kurt's not big on violence. I just hope that Kurt realizes what actually happened and that Blaine will be able to make him see the truth. I can't wait to see how everything unfolds.
I hate Michael aswell. God! But he gets better :)And thanks!*R*
WHAT WAS AT THE END MAYBE A MESSAGE FOR KURT . MUST CONTINUE