CHAPTER 4

By Klainer0801

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Maybe there was more to Blaine than the bad boy shield he put up around himself.

Kurt paced back and forth in his bedroom impatiently. He had 20 minutes until Blaine came to pick him up to take him out - He prayed to god that Blaine wasn’t going to turn up on his motorbike.

He had no idea where the idea had come to Blaine to ask him out but he certainly wasn’t complaining. He had an interesting night ahead, Kurt was sure of that.

Checking himself out in the mirror, Kurt crouched down to re-lace his knee high boots for what must have been the 100th time that night. He had prepared a brilliant outfit that he knew would catch everyone’s attention: A grey long sleeved shirt buttoned to the top, a dark waistcoat which fitted snugly around his muscles, long black jeans also fitted tightly around his legs and ass – which Kurt knew Blaine loved. And of course he had to wear his knee high boots, laced all the way down the front.

His outfit would send Blaine crazy, he knew that for sure, however there were more important things on Kurt’s mind than sexual attraction tonight. Tonight was the night Kurt was going to figure out about Blaine’s underlying layers, see the true him. He didn’t care how he got there but Kurt needed answers, it had been playing on his mind for far too long.

Kurt walked around the perimeter of his room once more and settled for sitting down on the edge of his bed, trying not to look in the mirror or fuss with his hair. He thought about his plans for the evening ahead. Kurt knew about Scandals, he’d never been, but he knew the type of place it was: plenty of hot dancing, sexy men and alcohol. These were the exact reasons Kurt suggested the bar to Blaine in the first place.

Kurt knew all too well that alcohol brought out the truth in people – he didn’t want to think of some of the things he’d admitted to at Mercedes latest party.

Blaine had something to hide, something deeper and darker and Kurt was sure of it. If he could get the truth of out Blaine in any way, alcohol was sure to be the answer.

Kurt was brought swiftly back into reality when the doorbell rang out. ‘Oh god, here we go’ Kurt thought as he made his way to the front door. He reached for the handle, giving one last sweeping look in the mirror at his reflection.

“Hi Blaine”

Blaine wolf-whistled in reply and Kurt could feel the smug smile beginning to sneak onto his face. He forced it away as he raised an eyebrow at Blaine.

Casually Blaine pointed at his vehicle, “Alright gorgeous, get in!”

“What, no bike?” Genuine surprise could be heard in Kurt’s voice. Blaine, instead of characteristically bringing his motorbike to pick Kurt up, had turned up with a low sports car. This vehicle again was shiny, black, new and expensive as hell.  Kurt had to wonder where he got all his money from.

“You think I’d let you ride on that? No way. Besides, wouldn’t wanna wreak your hair now would we!” and this time it was Blaine’s turn to raise an eyebrow at Kurt.

Kurt closed the door behind him, checking he had his phone, money and keys. Clambering into Blaine’s pricey car, he heard a song he was sure he recognised coming from the speakers. As Kurt buckled his seatbelt up, he had a sudden wave of recollection.  It was S & M by Rihanna, just the type of song Kurt expected Blaine to have playing loudly to greet his date.

Sighing, Kurt sank back into the seat, knowing exactly what Blaine was wanting at the end of this date. Well, Kurt was not about to give it to him in a hurry. He had a more important mission tonight.

He turned to look at Blaine and although he had the usual cocky smirk, the happiness in eyes from earlier was still there. That’s when Kurt realised, Blaine must be as nervous for this date as Kurt was. He said himself he doesn’t usually do this. Surely that meant something?

“What you looking at me like that for?” demanded Blaine accusingly.

“Nothing… Sorry.” Kurt said, hanging his head in shame at how obvious he was being.

They arrived at Scandals a good 15 minutes later, Kurt already flustered by the amount of dirty comments and innuendos Blaine had made in the car journey there. They pulled into a parking space and Blaine swiftly turned the engine off. He leant back to stare at the boy in the passenger seat, unnerving him slightly.

“Coming sexy?” Blaine gave a doubting almost incredulous look to Kurt, as if he wouldn’t go ahead with the date.

“I do have a name you know”

“Ahhhh yeah, Kurt right? I’m Blaine. Nice to meet you. Leuk je te ontmoeten. Ravi de vous rencontrer. Piacere di conoscerti. Now, get off that fine ass of yours and join me inside this club.” Blaine said shaking Kurt’s hand jokingly and throwing his arms out with every translation. He then climbed out of the car and strode of in the direction of Scandals entrance.

Kurt smiled inwardly at the other boy’s sarcasm, he secretly loved it. He followed Blaine into scandals and found him ordering them both a drink. Seeing this, Kurt had an abrupt thought: Who the hell was going to drive home tonight? He really needed to start thinking things like this through. There was no way Blaine would be getting drunk without Kurt. Well, they would cross that bridge when they came to it.

“Thanks” Kurt smiled at Blaine as he passed him the beer he’d ordered for him.

After a few minutes of awkward small talk, Blaine took Kurt’s hand and dragged him to the dance floor. “Listen, if you’re not gonna join me on here then I’m gonna have to start grinding on someone else… and that would be a bit rude on our date right?”

“Yes. Yes it would.” Kurt sighed, surprised at how little Blaine actually knew about dating. He was being truthful when he said he was more of a ‘fuck and get over it guy’ really.

Kurt danced the night away, attracting the attention of many boys, as Blaine downed more and more alcohol. All night Blaine’s erection had been crushed against Kurt’s backside as Blaine took the opportunity to dance with him. As he got more drunk, his movements became sloppy and soon he was unable to string any logical sentences together. Kurt was glad he had stopped himself from becoming that drunk.

When Blaine was near the point of collapse, Kurt knew he had to act before the situation got too out of hand. He did what he had to do to get what he came for: The answer to the deep dark secret Kurt knew Blaine was hiding.

When Blaine was least suspecting it, Kurt launched himself on his lips, kissing him eagerly. Tongues were thrusting against tongues. Teeth were clashing with teeth. Lips were sliding over lips. It was one of the hottest kisses Kurt had ever had but there was something different for once. This kiss was full of desperation but somehow, not just in the sexual way. There was the usual hand roaming and hair pulling but it was like the two boys both wanted something more. More emotional maybe?

“I really like you Kurt.”

Whoa. Kurt had NOT been expecting that.

He had to open his eyes just to check it was actually Blaine who had just admitted that to him. Blaine’s big puppy dog hazel eyes were staring back at him with certainty. That meant that Blaine knew what he had just said to Kurt. What happened to ‘fuck and get over it?’ With Kurt’s presumption being confirmed, he literally stumbled out of Blaine’s hold, leaving his hands drunkenly grasping for Kurt’s hips.

“I – Blaine. I need to – I’m going to the restroom.” Kurt couldn’t was shocked he could even get that sentence out. He felt horrible for leaving Blaine there alone after that, but he needed time to think. Seriously think.

Kurt had been staring into the bathroom mirror at Scandals for at least 10 minutes before any coherent thoughts sprung to his brain.

What had Kurt really been expecting to hear? What had he wanted to hear?  He knew there was a secret in Blaine’s life but did he really think that after just a few weeks of knowing each other, he could coax the truth out of the boy with alcohol? Well, Kurt was sure of one thing. He had not imagined he would ever be hearing Blaine’s last words to him coming out of such a boy’s mouth.

Not expecting and not wanting however, were different things. Yes, Kurt had to admit it now. He liked Blaine, a LOT. He knew Blaine was a complete idiot and if anyone else knew of the situation as it was they would tell Kurt he was being ridiculous.  But still, Kurt liked Blaine. Most likely, for the reason that there was so much mystery underlying the bad boy act and he just had to figure it out. And now maybe Blaine liked Kurt too?

No.

WHAT WAS KURT DOING! He hardly knew Blaine! He had a few sexual encounters with the boy and enjoyed thinking there was something more to their relationship. Drunken words of feelings come flying from Blaine’s mouth and now Kurt was falling for him!

Kurt’s head was spinning with all the mixed emotions and different thoughts his brain was showing him. He saw how much he was sweating in the mirror; Kurt looked a state. He placed his hands on either side on the sink, threw his head over and proceeded to throw up.

Swaying dangerously, Kurt left the rest room and entered the over-crowded, stuffy club once more. He knew he had to have time for the alcohol to wear off so his brain could think straight. The one thing that mattered right now was getting out of the place.

He scanned the room for Blaine, it was only fair that he apologised for running off so quickly, even though he would most likely have no recollection of the night’s events when he wakes up the following morning. Besides, Blaine would also need to sober up in time for the pair to talk about what was going on between them.

He recognised the boy before he saw the situation he was in. Sebastian Smythe. Kurt had seen his picture in the paper a few days before: attacking a police officer had landed him in Dalton Reform Academy. Maybe he knows Blaine…

WAIT A SECOND.

He must know Blaine if he’s grinding him up the wall trying to suck his face off. How dare he! Blaine was his… actually what was Blaine to him?

‘There I go again’ thought Kurt, ‘wondering about our relationship.’

He stormed over to the pair, who looked as if they were trying to force Blaine’s body in the wall behind him. He stood there for a few seconds to see if the two would break apart. They didn’t. Kurt, fed up of the drama, chucked Sebastian off of Blaine. He brought his right hand straight up to the boy’s perfect face, hitting him so hard that Blaine nearly yelled in pain.

Kurt couldn’t stay to see Blaine’s reaction. He brought his hands up to his mouth to muffle the sobs but there was nothing he could do to stop the continuous waterfalls now pouring from his eyes. He ran as fast as he could out of the club and had every intention of running until his legs could no longer carry him.

But then he heard Blaine shouting… Shouting Kurt’s name.

Kurt turned around with one swift movement and looked Blaine right in the eyes as he arrived by his side: “I don’t want to hear it.”