Aug. 1, 2013, 1:38 p.m.
Bicycle Crash in the Big Apple: Cupcakes and Longing
T - Words: 1,393 - Last Updated: Aug 01, 2013 Story: Closed - Chapters: 2/? - Created: Apr 26, 2013 - Updated: Aug 01, 2013 130 0 0 0 0
� � � � � ��"Sarah, I'm here!" Blaine sing-songed as he entered the cupcake shop.�Sarah was coming out with a fresh batch of chocolate cupcakes.
����������� "You made it! Blaine, I thought you'd never- Oh my god! What happened to you?"
Sarah rushed over to Blaine, putting the cupcake rack on the nearest table.
����������� Blaine smiled and shook his head. "I'm fine, Sarah! It's okay!"
����������� "Blaine, don't say that when you come in looking like that! And look at your bike! You just got that! Blaine..."
Sarah shook her head but ruffled Blaine's hair.
����������� "Does that mean I get extra cupcakes since I'm injured?"
Blaine looked at Sarah with his trademark puppy dog eyes.
����������� "No, you big doofus! Only one for you." Sarah laughed.
����������� "But what about my friend? He only came here for a cupcake. I think he deserves one too."
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����������� Sarah finally noticed Kurt standing behind Blaine. "Oh, hello! I'm Sarah. And you are?"
����������� "Hello. My name is-"
����������� "His name's Kurt!" Blaine said, jumping excitedly in his seat.
����������� Sarah laughed and patted Blaine's hair. "Yeah, but how about you let Kurt tell me that?"
����������� Blaine just pouted.
����������� "So, how about we try that again? Hi, my name is Sarah." She said, holding her hand out.
����������� "I'm Kurt. Nice to meet you." Kurt said, shaking her hand and smiling.
Sarah gave a wide smile to both boys and turned around to her tray of chocolate cupcakes.
����������� "So, Kurt, Blaine says you're here for some cupcakes?"
����������� "Well, he did say they were the best cupcakes ever made in mankid." Kurt laughed.
����������� "Did you, Blaine? He's so dramatic like that. I blame his theatre days."
Sarah said, her eyes twinkling as she put the tray of cupcakes under the glass counter for display.
����������� "Theatre days?" Kurt grinned at Blaine.
����������� "Sarah! I thought you promised not to say anything about that!" Blaine whined.
����������� "Oh, did I? Oops, I must have forgot." Sarah grinned. "So, you boys here to try some cupcakes or what?"
����������� Blaine hopped out of his seat. "Yes!" He turned and gave Kurt his hand.�Kurt blushed lightly and took Blaine's hand.
����������� "Oh, don't worry about that, honey." Sarah said, noticing his blush. "Blaine is always such a gentleman."
����������� Blaine grinned at her as they went inside the kitchen. "That's why you call me prep school boy."
����������� "That I do!" Sarah laughed as she pulled out some colorful cupcakes from an oven.
����������� "You're a prep school boy?" Kurt asked, sarcastically.
����������� "I know!" Sarah replied, just as sarcastic. "You could never tell, right?"
����������� Blaine just stuck out his tongue at her.
����������� "Act your age, not your shoe size!" Sarah sing-songed.
����������� "I should be telling you the same thing."
Blaine muttered under his breath but his attention was captured by the bowl of cupcake mix in front of him. He dipped a finger in and sucked all the delicious gooeyness out. He noticed Kurt watching him and saw his blush get a little darker. Blaine smirked inwardly.
����������� "Hey! What did I tell you about the cupcake mix?" Sarah reprimanded as she hit Blaine with a wooden spoon on the hand.
����������� Blaine gave her the puppy dog eyes, "But they're so good!"
����������� "Nuh-uh. No excuses!" Sarah said, grabbing the mixing bowl and placing it on the top shelf.
����������� "That's the fun part about hiring Blaine." She stage-whispered to Kurt. "He can't reach the top shelf!"
����������� "Hey!" Blaine crossed his arms in a huff, insulted.
����������� Kurt just laughed and nudged Blaine. "She was kidding. But you are pretty short."
����������� Blaine stuck his tongue out at the both of them. But ended up laughing with them.
��������������� "So, cupcakes?" Blaine said, excitedly, hopping onto one of the counters.
��������������� Sarah laughed and pulled out a batch of cupcakes from the oven. "Hold your horses."
She placed them on a cooling rack and then turned to another cupcake batch and picked out three.
����������� "This one is called Volcanic Explosion." She said, as she handed one out to Kurt.
����������� Kurt accepted it gratefully. Blaine snatched his out of her hand and took a bite out of it. "Ohmigosh, this is so good! I am jealous of your cooking skills."
����������� Kurt looked at the cupcake. It was made out of red velvet, with red and orange frosting on the top. Volcanic Explosion, indeed. He took a bite out of it and...was that chocolate filling? He groaned. "This is delicious!"
����������� Sarah grinned and nodded. "Thank you." She mocked a bow and took the batch out to the front.
����������� Blaine devoured the rest of his while Kurt was taking a few bites. As Kurt delicately licked the frosting off his fingers, Blaine smiled at him.
����������� "What are you looking at?" Kurt said, narrowing his eyes suspiciously.
����������� "Nothing. I'm right, that's all."
����������� "Right about what?" Kurt said, enjoying the feeling of eating a delicious cupcake.
����������� "Oh, you know. About these cupcakes being the best. You didn't believe me. But you know, I was right in the end."
����������� "Woah!" Kurt said, holding up his hands. "When did I say I didn't believe you?"
����������� Blaine hopped off the counter and smiled. "You didn't have to. I could read your mind."
����������� Kurt snorted at this. "Yeah, if you could read my mind, you would hear that I think you're an idiot."
����������� Blaine pouted and brought out his puppy eyes. "That's not nice."
����������� "And also, if you could really read my mind," Kurt continued. "You'd know that I think you're an adorable idiot."
����������� Blaine brightened in a second and he looked up at Kurt. "You really think so?"
����������� Kurt was about to reply when a buzzing came from his jeans. He pulled out his phone and rolled his eyes. "My roomate just got out of class and wants to meet up."
����������� Blaine felt a cold dose of reality wash over him. He didn't want Kurt to leave. "Oh, I guess you have to leave then?"
����������� Kurt nodded. "Yeah, I guess so."
����������� Blaine nodded and walked out with Kurt behind him.
����������� "Bye, Sarah. It was nice meeting you." Kurt said, as they made it to the counter.
����������� "Oh, you're leaving already? But I wanted you to try out my other batch of cupcakes. They're called Sweet Pink."
����������� Kurt smiled. "Well, I'll just have to come back and buy one."
����������� "Oh, no. A friend of Blaine's is a friend of mine. You'll get one on the house."
����������� Kurt shook his head. "Oh, I couldn't ask you to-"
����������� "Nope. I insist."
����������� Blaine laughed and said, "You should just accept. Sarah is pretty stubborn about these kinds of things."
����������� Kurt laughed and nodded. "Fine. But I'll be back!"
����������� Sarah grinned and went around the counter to hug Kurt.
����������� Kurt awkwardly accepted the hug and then Sarah pulled away. "I'll see you later, Kurt."
����������� "Bye, Sarah." Kurt said as he walked out the door with Blaine in tow.
����������� "Well, I guess I'll see you around?" Blaine said, the hope in his voice barely disguised.
����������� "Definitely. Thanks for showing me these cupcakes. I'll be back." Kurt said, brightly.
����������� Blaine grinned back at him. And said, "It was a pleasure meeting you, Kurt...I just realized I don't know your last name."
����������� "Hummel." He said.
����������� "Kurt Hummel." Blaine said, almost reverently. He stood there for a moment before realizing Kurt was waiting for his last name. "Oh, my name's Blaine Anderson."
����������� Kurt reached out a hand and said, "It's a pleasure meeting you, Blaine Anderson."
����������� Blaine took his hand. "It was a pleasure meeting you, Kurt Hummel."
����������� Kurt gave Blaine a slight smile, dropped his hand and walked away.
����������� Blaine watched Kurt until he disappeared in the New York City crowds.
� � � � � ��"Kurt Hummel." Blaine whispered as he leaned against the doorway. "Kurt Hummel." He turned around and started whistling to himself as he re-entered the shop.