It was probably the happiest day of Kurt's life! Burt proposed to Carole! His father was getting married! Kurt knew that a normal teenage boy would probably not be this happy that his father was moving on, even though his wife had been dead for 8 years, but Kurt had seen how unhappy Burt was. And even though he loved his mother with all his heart, he just wanted his father to be happy. Carole was good for him. Plus, he would finally get the chance to use his hoard of wedding magazines he kept under his bed. Finn wasn't as excited as him but Kurt was sure he would come around.

The day hit a bump when Kurt was getting his cake topper from his locker and Karofsky came in his face. It was probably the excitement of the day, or Blaine's words from yesterday, that made Kurt speak up,"I don't want you touching me."

Karofsky didn't say anything. He just glared at Kurt and simply put a finger on his chest, lowering it before snatching the cake topper from him and saying,"Can I have this? Thanks." Kurt didn't say anything as Karofsky glowered at him, turned slowly, and walked away. Kurt just stood there, shaking, until Mr. Schue came and they went to Principal Sylvester's office. She couldn't do anything. Of course not.

His Glee Club friends must have finally had enough because the guys confronted Karofsky and got into this huge fight. Although Kurt was really grateful to every one of them, it wasn't their problem, and he told them as much. He didn't want anyone to get into trouble because of him. In spite of this, and the Blaine thing before, Kurt didn't think for a moment that Karofsky would back down. In fact, he thought that it would only make the situation worse.

Before Kurt could find out if he was right or not, his father caught Karofsky making fun of him, and Kurt had to tell him everything (except about the kiss. He wasn't going to out the guy no matter what), and then the situation accelerated. Karofsky's father was called, and then Kurt confessed that he had threatened to kill him. Principal Sylvester expelled him on the spot. While Kurt hated having caused Burt this much stress after he had just had a heart attack a few months ago, Kurt couldn't help but be relieved. With Karofsky gone, he felt like he could breathe again. Kurt didn't even realize how tense and on edge he had been until he wasn't anymore. 

By the end of the day, so much had happened that Kurt had completely forgotten about Blaine. That's when Mrs. Rosario came up to him and unloaded an entire bunch of sheets in Kurt's arms. God, how much homework were they giving the guy? Kurt groaned at the idea of facing him again. But it had to be done. So Kurt swallowed his pride and made his way over to Blaine's house.

It was Mrs. Anderson who greeted Kurt at the door. Her eyes immediately brightened at seeing him (making Kurt wonder if Blaine had any friends or anyone who visited him at all). After a few polite words, Kurt made his way upstairs towards Blaine's room and braced himself before knocking.

Blaine looked exactly the same as yesterday, except for the fact that he had he had different clothes on. His expression gave no indication of what had happened yesterday, instead, his smirk was back on.

"I didn't think you'd come," Blaine said nonchalantly.

"I told you I would. And I had to give this to you."

"Yeah..." Blaine eyed all the work disdainfully. "Just put it on the desk with the other stuff." Kurt did as he was told. Without any further delay, Kurt brought out a memory stick in which he had downloaded a short French documentary about the French Revolution. He had already watched it and had made a few notes. He wanted to spend as little time alone with Blaine as possible.

While looking for his notes in his bag, Kurt decided to fill Blaine in. "So, we are supposed to subtitle a short French documentary. I've already downloaded one and made some notes, so I think we'll only need to watch it a couple more times before we-" Kurt yelped when he felt a body press up against him from behind.

"What are you doing!?" Kurt hated how high-pitched his voice had gotten. Kurt tried to move away from him but Blaine put his hands on either of the sides of the desk, effectively trapping Kurt. He tried to turn around, but with Blaine pressed up so close, Kurt couldn't even move. Kurt felt something hard press against his ass, and holy fucking shit this is bad, this is so bad... wait why is it so hot? 

Blaine brought his mouth up to Kurt's ears and he was reminded of the day when they had first met. The breath from his nose sent a shiver running through Kurt's body.

"You have no idea how long I have waited to have you in this exact position, and you might have already figured this out, but I'm not a very patient guy." Blaine's voice had gone very low, and Kurt shuddered in spite of the heat radiating from Blaine's body. Fuck, this really should not be this hot. And wait, was he getting hard? This had never happened with Kurt before, not in presence of someone else, and not alone. He had never even masturbated for god's sake. He had tried once, but it had just felt gross and disgusting. But now Kurt was seriously turned on. This was a completely new experience for Kurt, and fuck he wanted more.

Blaine started nibbling at Kurt's ear lobe, and he almost moaned. He made his way down, kissing behind his ear, and then down the side of his neck. He stopped at his pulse point and started sucking, hard. Kurt gasped at the sensation, his entire body quivering. He let go of his bag, which he only then realized was holding, and grabbed at the desk for support. He was breathing really hard, his heartbeat racing at 100 miles an hour. Blaine nipped where his skin had gone really sensitive, and then soothed the spot with his tongue, making Kurt moan softly. Kurt knew that Blaine wanted more, and while he was not ready to lose his virginity just yet, and especially not in a hookup, Kurt just wanted more. Kurt knew this was a bad idea, but he was already exhausted after the rollercoaster for a day he'd had and he didn't want to think.

Blaine jerked his hips forwards, pressing his hard on deeper into Kurt's ass, and that's all the awakening that Kurt needed. He opened his eyes (when had he closed them?). He shook his face away from Blaine's mouth, and with a forceful shove, pushed him away from him. It felt good, yes, but Kurt wasn't doing this with Blaine. Not in a meaningless hookup. He had a little more self-respect than that. He turned around before Blaine could closer again and crossed his arms, in case Blaine didn't get the message that he was unwelcome, and also so he couldn't see that Kurt's hands were shaking. Kurt was still in a daze but he tried to give him his best glare. Even to Kurt, it felt pretty weak.

Blaine looked a little dazed himself. He was breathing through his mouth and his eyes were dark and lustful. His hard on was obvious through his tight jeans, and Kurt felt satisfaction in knowing that he wasn't as unaffected by this as he had let on.

"What the fuck do you think you are doing!" Kurt snapped, his voice still sounding high-pitched. He was still breathing hard.

At Kurt's words, Blaine seemed to snap out of it, and his lips curled into a sneer. He took a step forwards, and even though he was shorter than Kurt, he seemed to be looking down on him. "You seemed to be enjoying it, babe. You know, I could take care of that for you-" Blaine glanced at the semi-hard on that Kurt was sporting, and Kurt turned red, "-and you can return the favor." Blaine started moving closer again, but this time Kurt shoved him, making him stumble back.

"No! Just- don't touch me. I-I'm not interested in playing any more of your games, Blaine."

"You seemed pretty interested to me. You know, this playing hard to get is getting really old very quickly. I already know you want me." Blaine was taunting him. That didn't mean Kurt couldn't get angry.

"You know what, fuck this. Fuck you and fuck the damn assignment. I'm out of here." Kurt grabbed his still open bag.

"I'd rather fuck you. But okay, I'm a very open minded person."

When Kurt didn't snap back and just stomped towards the door, Blaine said, "I sense a pattern here. You running away at the slightest of an inconvenience." 

Kurt turned around and glared at him. "So what, I should just stay and work with you like nothing had happened? While you'll probably still not back off?"

"Do what you want but we are going to have to do this stupid assignment together because I don't trust you to do it on your own. And contrary to what everyone might think, I do care about my grades, so we are doing it."

"And I don't trust you to keep it in your pants when we are alone in your room."

"News flash, I am grounded so I can't exactly leave the premises. We either do it here or not at all."

"You are the most infuriating person I've ever met!"

"Yeah well right back at ya." 

They were both shouting in each other's face by now, both fuming. There was a knock at the door, causing them to shift their glare from each other to the door, which was being slowly opened. 

"You boys okay? I heard loud voices." She smiled hesitantly, her eyes unsure.

All the anger left Kurt's body and he nodded, putting on a weak smile. "We're fine Mrs. Anderson. Just a minor argument about the assignment we've reached an agreement." Blaine nodded and smiled too.

Mrs. Anderson eyed both the boys, who were obviously not doing an assignment and Kurt's hand that was clutching his bag tightly. She didn't say anything about it though. She looked at Kurt, and her eyes widened before she gave a small cough and looked away in panic.

"Well if you need anything, just give me a call." She gave them another smile, and left quickly, leaving the door open behind her. Kurt sighed.

"Let's just get this over with as quickly as possible, okay? Then we can both forget this day ever happened."

Blaine didn't say anything, but then something on Kurt's face seemed to catch his eye and he smirked. "Me? Sure. I'll forget everything, but I think it might be a little harder for you, seeing as you have a little reminder." He looked pointedly at Kurt's neck and winked.

"What-" Blaine's smirk turned into a full on grin as realization hit Kurt and ran towards the body-sized mirror in Blaine's room, panicking. Holy fuck. Blaine was right, there was a nice reminder in the form of a big hickey right there where Blaine had been sucking on his neck. And shit Mrs. Anderson! Kurt groaned. Oh my god Kurt had never been this embarrassed in his life (except for that one time... never mind that was different). Blaine threw his head back and laughed (Kurt couldn't help but think that he looked really beautiful when he laughed so heartedly, and snap out of it Hummel. What are you thinking? Beautiful? Blaine Anderson?). Kurt scowled at him. This was all his fault. Well, that wasn't true. Kurt could have stopped him earlier but he hadn't.

"Will you shut up!" He snapped.

"Your face was priceless," Blaine said still snickering. Kurt just huffed in annoyance and sat down in one of the chairs by the desk.

Blaine came to sit beside him and nudged him. "Lighten up a little, darling. At least this way people will know you are getting some."

Kurt scoffed. Like he was going to show this to anyone. He had immaculate makeup techniques, and if they didn't work, he had a drawer full of scarves waiting to be used.

"Just- the assignment, okay?"

Blaine leaned forward, and Kurt instinctively leaned back, distrusting of him. "Did I tell you that you are really hot when you swear?"

Kurt groaned. This was going to be a long day, wasn't it?