They didnt have to wait for too long. Shortly after they started talking the groups were announced and the crowd fell silent. Blaine leaned forward in his seat and tapped his foot, a nervous habit of his. Not even a minute later, the first squad entered the gym, students from a high school in Cleveland, and they were greeted with some light applause. Then their music started and they began with their routine, tumbling and building pyramids or whatever those figures were called. Blaine followed their movements like a hawk, trying to find any mistakes they made. He had to admit that they were good, but he also had to admit that he didnt really know what they were doing anyways. Hed never before watched a cheerleading anything, after all. But one thing he was sure of. His Kurt would be better.

Burt seemed to not really know what was going on either, but they both winced simultaneously when a girl fell. Though Blaine couldnt suppress the little smile breaking through. They werent going to win this, that much was clear. He and Burt still clapped politely when they were done and then sat through another two mediocre routines before the McKinley High Cheerios were announced.

The crowd was in an uproar when the cheerleaders came in and got into position, him and Burt probably the loudest of all. But Blaine only had eyes for one. Kurt was stood front and center, smiling a brilliant smile that Blaine pretended was directed at him and then looked down shyly, a pretty blush spreading across his cheeks. And oh, Blaine would make him blush some more later on when he had him underneath him with his legs spread wide, his back arched and a desperate plea for Blaine to just fuck him on his lips. That was a very nice image indeed, but it was also distracting him from what was happening around him. A song he didnt recognize came one and he almost choked on nothing when Kurt jumped up and did a toe touch, yes, Blaine knew what that was, hed been fantasizing about it, and then proceeded to tumble backwards until he was halfway across the... field?... where he tumbled right into the arms of two other guys waiting there for him, who then grabbed his thighs and calfs and lifted him up above their heads.

And how the fuck dare they?! Blaine was seething with rage, barely managing to stop himself from marching across the gym and demand that his boy be put down. It wasnt so much the fact that they got to touch Kurts bare skin that upset him, they had to support his weight after all so he wouldnt fall and get hurt. A wise decision because Blaine would punch their teeth out and disfigure their whole face if something were to happen to his boyfriend. No, it was the fact that those fuckers were looking skywards, and Blaine knew that they were trying to catch a glimpse of Kurts pretty pussy, only concealed by that sorry excuse for underwear hed gotten to peak at when Kurt did his toe touch. But seeing that was a privilege reserved for him, no one else, and if they didnt put him down this instant.. well, theyd have to prepare themselves for an extended stay at the hospital. Or the city morgue.

Luckily for them, they let Kurt down, but not without a lingering touch to his upper thigh. Blaine gritted his teeth but decided they werent worth his attention. He continued to follow Kurts form with his eyes, watched him lift his leg in such impossibly painful looking ways that Blaine had trouble not averting his eyes. At least it was now girls lifting him and not those lewd things that felt they were entitled to call themselves humans, and Blaine calmed down slightly. At least they werent a threat to his and Kurts relationship.