Aug. 21, 2011, 1:51 p.m.
Have a Little Faith in Me: Chapter 5
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Blaine walked into Java House the next day smiling cockily and with a guitar slung over his shoulder. He strode right up to the counter, grabbed Kurt’s collar, pulled him close, and kissed him boldly. Thankfully the shop was just as empty as it usually was.
“Blaine, what –”
“You’ll see.”
“Blaine,”
“Just shh.” Blaine swung the guitar around to his front. “Kurt Hummel, I like you. Lots. I think you’re silly and sexy and wonderful and I will only leave if you ask me. I care about you; I want you to have faith in me. So I think you deserve a serenade.”
“But –” Kurt looked stunned.
“Kurt, shut up, you’re gonna miss the song,” Serena said as she elbowed him in the ribs. Blaine winked at her before beginning to strum his guitar. Then he started to sing and was there anything that boy could not do? That voice was like a gift from the gods. It was enough to rival Kurt’s.
I think that possibly, maybe I’m falling for you
Yes there’s a chance that I’ve fallen quite hard over you
I’ve seen the paths that your eyes wander down, I wanna come too
I think that possibly, maybe I’ve fallen for you
No one understands me quite like you do
Through all of the shadowy corners of me
I never knew just what it was
About this old coffee shop I love so much
All of the while I never knew…
I never knew just what it was
About this old coffee shop I love so much
All of the while I never knew
Ooh
There was a short guitar break and Blaine’s eyes never left Kurt’s.
I think that possibly, maybe I’m falling for you
Yes there’s a chance that I’ve fallen quite hard over you
I’ve seen the waters that make your eyes shine, now I’m shining too
Because, oh because, I’ve fallen quite hard over you
If I didn’t know you I’d rather not know
If I couldn’t have you I’d rather be alone
I never knew just what it was
About this old coffee shop I love so much
All of the while I never knew…
I never knew just what it was
About this old coffee shop I love so much
All of the while I never knew…
All of the while
All of the while
It was you
You…
After a few more measures of strumming the song petered out. There was an awkward silence in which Kurt just stared at Blaine.
“Well? No snarky comments?” Blaine asked, smiling cockily once more.
“But – I – you don’t even play guitar!” Kurt had never felt more flustered in his life. His ears were burning because a boy had just played him a song, and here he was blabbering and oh. Oh. It finally sunk in. Blaine played him that song. Blaine cared about him. Blaine had more faith in him than anyone ever had, more than Kurt had in himself. Kurt pushed through the swinging employees door on the counter and gave him a tight hug. “I love you, Blaine Anderson,” he sighed, feeling the comfort he found only in Blaine’s arms. Despite the guitar between them. Kurt kissed him then, with passion and all the love he had to give. When the kiss was over, Blaine leaned his forehead against his. “I love you too, Kurt,” he said. And that was really one of the best things Kurt had heard in a long time.