"You loser! Oh my fucking god!" Finn yelled loudly, as he viciously stabbed the video game controller with his thumbs on a vain attempt at keeping his video game self alive. Finn threw his controller down on the floor in anger as his screen flashed Game Over and stood up quickly, pointing and yelling at Blaine, who was still sitting on the floor, laughing and clearly enjoying the show Finn was putting on.

"You bastard! You killed me!"

Blaine just laughed mercilessly and continued shooting Finn's character. Blaine threw the controller down like he just scored a touchdown and shouted at Finn, "in your face! You loser!" Blaine threw his head back and laughed evilly as Finn continued to yell in despair, flailing his arms in the general direction of the television screen.

"I'm going to go get something to drink," said Blaine, setting down his controller. He pushed himself up and made his way towards the door, stopping with his hand on the doorknob. "You want anything?" asked Blaine.

Before he turned around, Blaine heard a thump and he knew that Finn was now laying face down on the floor, looking quite pathetic. Finn made a sad noise in the back of his throat that Blaine took for as a no. "Alright, man. I'll be right back."

Blaine ran quickly down the stairs, skidding on the second to last step and almost sent himself falling face first. He took the last stair quite carefully and continued on his way to the kitchen, congratulating himself for not breaking his nose.

When Blaine stepped into the kitchen he immediately spotted Kurt, Blaine's sort-of crush of three years, at the kitchen table, leaning over what Blaine presumed was his homework.

"Hey, Blaine," Kurt said, not looking up from his homework. This was usually the extent of their interaction, they maybe had a few sentence conversations during school but that was it. Blaine had been spending most of his days at Finn's house ever since he met Finn in freshman year, which meant he saw Kurt almost every day too, but they still weren't all that close.

"Hey, Kurt."

Blaine hadn't really known Kurt before his Junior year, though, since Kurt and Finn's parents didn't start dating until Junior year. However, Blaine had been no stranger to the name Kurt Hummel, or as Blaine took to calling him (even though it made him feel immensely guilty), along with his team mates, "Lady." Blaine had been hanging around with the guys who had made Kurt's life a living hell, and he had witnessed from the background Kurt's quick wit and sharp tongue.

Blaine had tried his best to ignore Kurt in every way possible throughout his first two years of high school. He ignored Kurt's out-and-proud attitude, his flashy clothes, and on the rare occasion, when Kurt smiled. And it absolutely terrified Blaine that he found everything about Kurt Hummel attractive.

Kurt had been smiling a lot more lately. Blaine supposed it had been because of that Glee club that both Kurt and Finn belonged to. At first Blaine was tempted to join, he wasn't all that bad of a singer, but Blaine had watched from the sidelines all the stuff Finn had to go through with the football team and his fall from his throne in the high-school hierarchy and decided that he was very comfortable where he was. Not quite at the top of the high-school food chain, but definitely not at the bottom. No one was asking for his autograph or anything, but Blaine came home from school everyday slushie-facial free and on game days, his back a little sore from people clapping his shoulders.

Also, needless to say, Kurt was gay. Gay as in he liked dick. As in he could like Blaine, in that way and there was a possibility that Blaine could like Kurt in that way, too. And if the pants that Kurt Hummel wore to school on a daily basis were anything to go by, Blaine would not mind in the slightest if Kurt wanted him.

What he did mind, though, was the fact that just hanging out with Kurt was a death sentence. And if Blaine would get slushied (football team or not) for hanging out with Kurt, what would they do, what would they say, if they knew Blaine had maybe wondered once or twice what Kurt's mouth tasted like.

Blaine walked over the refrigerator door covered in calendars and reminders and pulled it open, blinking at the bright light. He scanned the contents of the fridge, spotting some Dr. Peppers. Blaine grabbed two of them, knowing that Finn would decide he wanted one as soon as he saw Blaine's drink.

Blaine shut the refrigerator door and went to go grab some napkins, when he heard Kurt.

"Ugh," Kurt groaned, slamming his forehead down on the table. Blaine's hand stopped halfway to the napkins and turned to look at Kurt. Blaine sort of swayed unbalanced on the spot with his arm outstretched, he had no idea what to do. Should he talk to Kurt? Or should he leave?

"I hate math," Kurt said, his voice still muffled by the table. Blaine set down the two sodas on the counter and walked over to Kurt, wiping the condensation from the drinks on his pants.

"What math is it?" Blaine asked, standing over Kurt. Blaine saw that Kurt tensed up in the tiniest bit, and Blaine realized that maybe Kurt didn't like to be stood over. So Blaine drew up a chair and sat down next to Kurt, who was looking at Blaine with an apprehensive look, not sure why Blaine was sitting next to him.

Blaine's mind was mentally berating himself, repeating what are you doing? This is a bad idea! Go back up stairs and play video games with Finn. But Blaine could not find the willpower to leave the kitchen, especially when Kurt was making groaning noises that could definitely be applied to Blaine's fantasies.

Not that he had any about Kurt.

But for some reason there was Blaine, sitting next to Kurt, helping him with his math homework. Could Blaine get any more lame? Why am I so stupid, what am I doing?

"Trig." Kurt slammed his pencil down next to the paper and brought his fingers up to rub his temples, closing his eyes. "I hate math. I hate it, I hate it, I hate it..."

Blaine reached over and picked up the pencil, leaning towards Kurt's homework so he could see better. He immediately spotted what Kurt was going wrong and erased his work. "Here," said Blaine, motioning for Kurt to watch.

"You replaced the wrong angle with cosine, instead of using tangent. It's a simple mistake really, you just have to know what kind of triangle it is.." Blaine gave the pencil back to Kurt, who was shaking his head in disbelief. Kurt's fingers brushed against his for several seconds, as Kurt was distracted by his homework. "It's just memorization stuff," Blaine added awkwardly, blushing as he pulled his hand away from the pencil.

"Are you serious? That's all I was doing wrong? Oh my god, I am so stupid." Kurt exclaimed, clearly annoyed with himself. Blaine shook his head, "no, it's a common mistake, really," Blaine said reassuringly.

"Thanks, what math are you in again?" Kurt smiled up at Blaine, and Blaine was taken by surprise about just how close he was to Kurt. It's not like they were kissing distance or anything, but it was closer than they had ever been to each other in their lives and Blaine couldn't help but feeling like he was floating. Blaine found a small smile turning his lips, then suddenly realized that Kurt had asked him a question and he was staring like an idiot.

"You're welcome, and I'm in advanced Calculus," he stuttered out awkwardly, and Kurt looked impressed. "I gotta get back upstairs to Finn, I think he might try to hang himself from the rafters after the beating I just gave him, haha."

Blaine stood up too quickly from his chair and his ankle ended up getting caught in the chair leg and he stumbled a little bit. Blaine tried to laugh it off, feeling horribly embarrassed as he hurried out of the room, trying to push Kurt's knowing, amused, sweet? smile from from his mind.

When Blaine came back into Finn's messy room he found Finn already situated in front of the television, a controller in hand. "What took you so long, dude? I'm so ready to kick your ass this time!"

Blaine laughed and pushed his thoughts about Kurt's eyes and smiler out of his head. He threw Finn's Dr. Pepper at him, "yeah right, bring it on!" He plopped himself next to Finn and picked up the other controller, ready to give Finn his video-game ass handed to him on a platter.

OOOOOOOOOOOOO

That night Blaine lay awake in bed, his thoughts all jumbled up in a huge mess and he couldn't stay on a train of thought that didn't involve Kurt.

Why was Kurt affecting him so much lately? It hadn't always been this way. Usually Blaine could suppress his awkward, nerdy, and gay self and act like a normal human being, what was going on? It's not like his crush on Kurt was new or anything. Blaine had been noticing Kurt since freshman year, although he had only allowed himself to look at Kurt lately.

But he guessed it didn't help that Kurt decided to go through puberty overnight and wake up the next day a freaking sex god.

Just this once, thought Blaine, his eyes fluttering closed and his fingers slipped through the waistband of his pajama bottoms. Just this once and I'll stop, I won't do it again...just this once.

Thoughts of Kurt flooded Blaine's mind. What Kurt would taste like? Blaine didn't know. But he did know what Kurt smelled like. Lavender and Vanilla, and sometimes cinnamon.

Blaine knew this because occasionally Kurt came into Finn's room and just hung out with him and Blaine, and Blaine always made sure he was sitting next to Kurt. Blaine remembered with a jolt when Kurt leaned over him once, and Blaine had watched transfixed as the tight shirt Kurt was wearing stretched over his back muscles, and oh god how Blaine wanted to touch...

Blaine thought that maybe Kurt would be kind of demanding in bed, at least he hoped so. He liked that about Kurt, he was so outspoken; the complete opposite of Blaine.

In his mind, Kurt straddled Blaine at the hips and pulled his shirt over his head, revealing a skinny waist and tiny pink nipples, and Kurt would kiss him with his soft lips, and what would it feel like to have another guy's dick, hard and ready up against his thigh?

Blaine imagined that it would be good, so good, not because it was a guy but because it was Kurt, and Kurt made these noises sometimes when Finn hit him with pillows and Kurt would probably make sexier versions of those noises while Blaine touched him.

Biting his lower lip, Blaine kicked off his pajama bottoms completely, his back arching a few inches off the bed. Behind his closed eyes, Kurt was on top of him, riding him and oh god, Blaine knew that Kurt would feel tight, so tight and he would moan and throw his head back, revealing his smooth and pale neck, and oh.

The bed bounced a little as Blaine collapsed on his back, feeling weightless, lazy and like he had no bones left in his body. He felt completely spent, and he knew it was because of Kurt. Kurt was going to drive him crazy, with his adorable smiles and great body, it was just a matter of time before he went completely insane. But Blaine knew he couldn't do anything about it, he still had several months of high school left. He could keep the door to his rainbow closet shut until then. After all, Blaine had had it bolted firmly shut for years now, what was a few months?

But then Kurt seeped into his thoughts again, would Kurt cuddle after sex, or would he be up and ready for round two? Either way, Blaine closed his eyes and let himself slip guiltily into another fantasy.

Just this once...

OOOOOOOOOO

"So Kurt told me you helped him with his math homework."

Blaine's hand froze over the paper he was writing on, then quickly recovered. "Yeah, so?" Blaine shrugged and tried to place an expression of nonchalance on his face. "He said he was having some issues, so I helped him a bit."

Finn must have noticed that Blaine seemed a little on the defensive side, "no, man. I think that's great that you helped him," Finn took a bite of food, pointed at Blaine with his fork and added, "you know Kurt used to be afraid of you?"

"What?" Blaine looked up from his homework, startled. "What do you mean he was afraid of me?" How was Blaine supposed to get Kurt to be his boyfriend if Kurt was scared of him?

Wait, what?

"Like, when me and Kurt's parents moved in together, Kurt was really freaked out that you were always around. For some strange reason he thought that you were like the other guys on the football team. He thought you were going to shove his head in the toilet at his own house-"

"I would never-" Blaine tried to interject, but Finn held up his hand and continued, "I know, but Kurt thought that! At first I mean, after awhile he realized that you're just a nerdy guy who spends all his time at my house. He's not scared of you know, he actually seemed sort of happy about it."

"Wait, you mean-"

Finn started laughing, "oh no! No, dude, don't worry it's not like he likes you or anything! It's just that you're on the football team and you don't have a problem with him being gay or whatever. But don't even worry, he's not going to start like, hitting on you or anything."

Blaine nodded his head and laughed along with Finn uneasily, "yeah, no. I mean that's the last thing I want, right?"