Chapter 3

Next morning

Cooper groaned from his bed. The sound was like one of a wounded animal.

“Ow. My head. Blaine? Blaaaaine? I need help. Do you have a Tylenol for me? My head is killing me. Is a hippo sitting on my face?”

“Cooper stop being a baby. You have just a hangover and are not dying.” Blaine threw a pillow over to Cooper which landed on his face.

“Blaine, ow... stop...no...please.” Cooper whined.

“Come on you poor little baby,” Blaine giggled. “Get up, get ready and let's go for breakfast.”

“How was your evening with Brit? Anything you want to share?” Cooper asked.

“Not much. Just a walk on the beach. A lot of talking. And then bed. Alone.” Blaine gulped.

If Cooper wouldn't have been so hungover, he would have sensed the change in Blaine's demeanor.

“What about you? Where have you been half the night?” Blaine changed the subject.

“Um. Well... I can't really remember. I know that I was at the bar with some girls and we kept drinking. Later they took me back to their place. But I'm not sure, what exactly happened in their hut. At one point I woke up, discovered that I was naked, the girls were too, then I got dressed as fast as possible and came straight back here. So... not really sure.” Cooper had the decency to blush.

“Oh god Coop. You are hopeless.” Blaine laughed out loud and buried his face in his pillow.

“Are you now willing to talk to me about Kurt?” Cooper asked carefully.

Blaine sighed. “There isn't much to talk about Coop. We looked at each other when he accompanied mom back to our table. There was a moment between us, where I am sure that we both sensed that we are attracted to one another. And I may or may not have met him yesterday night and eventually danced with him on the beach.”

“Awww Blainey. That sounds awesome. Can I meet him sometime? Will you see him again?” Cooper was awake now and eager to hear more.

“Well, I hope to see him again. But we didn't really talk and we didn't make any plans. So I have no idea if he would be interested. Maybe he's a player, you know? I just heard that his last relationship ended a while ago. And can you imagine to not 'be' with anyone for over a year? I'm sure you can't imagine that, Coop.” Blaine snorted. “But he told me to book a dance lesson with Brit. Maybe he wants to see me again. Or he just wants to 'sell' his lessons? What should I do?”

“Hm, lemme think. He didn't say anything to you, but he danced with you? You had a moment of mutual attraction? He wants you to book a dance lesson? I'd say, he wants to get into your pants little brother.” Cooper laughed. “But hey, why not? You are single right now. So no obligation to a boyfriend, who is sitting at home and waiting for you. I'd say 'go for it'. What horrible thing could happen anyway?”

“I could fall in love...” Blaine shrugged his shoulders.

“Oh Blaine. You've got it really bad...” Cooper patted him on the back. “Come on, let's grab breakfast.”

Around noon later that day Blaine got a text from Brit.

Brit: 'Hey B. Wanna hang out? I need to speak with you about something.'

Blaine: 'Sure Brit. Where do you wanna meet?'

Brit: 'I come over to your hut. Is Cooper there?'

Blaine: 'No he's at the pool with my parents. See you in a bit.'

Brit: 'Yup. I'll be there in a couple minutes.'

Not even 5 minutes later, Brit knocked on the door and Blaine let her in.

“What's up Brit?” Blaine asked her.

Brit grinned at him, sat down on the couch and crossed her legs. “Let's say, hypothetically, I have been with Santana last night and we talked. Among other things. Hypothetically of course.”

“Sure. All hypothetically.” Blaine smirked. “And?”

“Well if I would have been there with her, maybe we talked about you and Kurt. And maybe she told me, hypothetically of course, that Kurt is very much interested in you. What would your answer be?” Brittany stared at Blaine. A small smile on her face.

Blaine tapped his lips with his forefinger, imitating to think really hard and left Brittany hanging for a couple of seconds. “Hypothetically, If that would be true, I would say that I'm very much interested in him too.”

Brittany grinned from ear to ear and wanted to say something. But before she could open her mouth, Blaine interrupted her. “BUT!”

Brit watched him with big eyes and a questioning look.

“But, I'm not really interested in a summer fling, Brit. I want love. I'm looking for a steady boyfriend. Not for someone who has maybe flings or one-night-stands with every cute guy who is here for vacations. I can't deal with that. I want to fall in love but I would I have to go back to New York afterward. Heartbroken. I don't want that.” Blaine looked sad and lost.

“You don't know if Kurt is like that, Blaine. Maybe he's looking for the same thing. Santana told me, his last boyfriend cheated on him back in New York and that's the reason, why he came here. She said, he never showed any interest in guests before. Or staff members, as far as she knows. And she knows him pretty well. So maybe you should give it a try. Talk to him, get to know him, meet him after work. Do something together. Just, don't close yourself off, Blaine. Give him a chance.” Brit batted her eyelashes at him.

“All right, all right. What do you suggest? And when did you get so smart?” Blaine kissed Brit on the cheek and put his head on her shoulder.

She grinned and patted his head. “Santana and I have it all planned out. We have a dance lesson at 4 pm. I booked Santana and Kurt as our teachers and we'll see how it goes. After that, you can talk about a date in the evening. You're welcome.”

Blaine shot her a loving glare and took a look at the clock. It was already 2 pm. He jumped from the couch and ran straight to the bathroom to make himself presentable.

Brittany laughed about his enthusiasm and began tapping on her phone.

10 minutes before the agreed time, they were standing in front of the dance room and knocked at the door.

Santana opened the door, pulled Brit inside and gave her a small kiss on the lips. Kurt just grinned and came over to greet them.

“Hi. Welcome to your first dance lesson. My name is Kurt, this is Santana and we are happy to have you here.”

Santana shot him a bitch glare. “Are you fucking with me Kurt? Drop that teacher shit and get acquainted with that curly one over there. I will be busy with my girl over here. Put on the 'dance lesson, do not disturb' sign on the door and start smooching.” She grabbed Brittany and went over to one of the couches to get comfortable.

“You paid for kissing?” Kurt asked Brit.

Brit laughed at him and said “I paid for Blaine to dance. I'm a dancer myself. No need to practice that.”

Kurt sighed and turned back to Blaine. “So? What do you want to learn? Ballroom stuff or something Latin? I can do the 'girl' part here. But first I have to show you the 'boy steps'. What about the Samba? Would that be something for you?” He suggested.

“Yeah, we could try that. I may know the basic steps, as my mother forced me to have dance lessons when I was 13.” Blaine blushed.

“Oooh interesting. OK, let's get started then.” Kurt nodded and went for the iPod station to put on the right music.

Brit and Santana were very much preoccupied with kissing and didn't notice anything around and beside them.

The music began. Kurt stood behind Blaine and grabbed his waist. He guided Blaine's legs with his own and led him around the dance floor. The steps were smooth and Blaine remembered actually a lot from his teenage lessons. He enjoyed to be led around in circles and being touched in a very intimate way. Many times he had to hold back a moan or a gasp, when Kurt's hands traveled along his back, waist and arms. When Kurt was sure that Blaine managed the steps he showed him, he was back in front of Blaine, grabbed his hands and looked him deep in the eyes, as they started from the beginning.

Blaine felt wonderful. Dancing was never that great and sensual. It was a push and pull all over his body. He was so close to Kurt, that he saw every fleck in his beautiful blue-green eyes. He had never seen more gorgeous eyes. Something to get lost in. And they seemed to change their color. Blaine was mesmerized. Kurt had some freckles on his nose and his cheeks. It was adorable. And his lips. Oh gosh his lips. He could lean in and kiss him right now, but he held back. This was not the time for kissing, with other people in the same room. It was hard, but he managed. Although he had the feeling, Kurt wanted to kiss him too.

Too soon, the hour was over and Kurt smiled at him. “That was a great lesson, Blaine. You are very talented.”

Blaine grinned and rubbed the back of his head. “Would you like to go out with me?” He blurted out and blushed a bit.

Kurt just watched him for a few seconds and nodded almost shyly.

“Um, when and where?” Blaine asked.

“I'm off work in about an hour tops. I could be ready at 8pm. Would you like to meet at the end of the private beach? We could go for a walk maybe?” Kurt said.

“I'd love to.” Blaine answered.

They smiled and hugged each other. Blaine was in heaven. Kurt was strong and his scent was intoxicating.

Kurt strolled over to the couch and poked Santana in the back, while she was lying on top of Brittany. Tongue down her throat and moaning.

“Satan, come on. Stop shoving your tongue into Brittany's mouth and get yourself presentable for your next lesson. Which starts in...5 minutes.” Kurt arched an eyebrow at her.

“All right, I got it. Cockblock.” Santana mumbled.

“Tana you have no cock...” Kurt chuckled.

“Doesn't matter. You know what I mean.” Santana waved at the objection.

“See you tonight babe. Can't wait.” She kissed Brit a last time before she stood up and pulled at her clothes to bring them back in order.

Blaine and Brit walked over to the door and turned a last time to wave goodbye. Kurt and Santana grinned and waved back. After closing the door behind them, they started giggling and walked back to Blaine and Cooper's hut. Already planning on a breathtaking outfit for Blaine to knock Kurt over.

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On the other side of the door, Santana clapped Kurt on the back.

“I'm proud of you Kurt. He's a cutie. You really should give him a chance. And if he is not interested in any kind of long-term-relationship, fuck him for a month or two and let him drive back home after a good time here. At least you will finally have some action again. It's been too long sweetie. You really need someone new after Adam. That bastard screwed your brain. He is an asshole Kurt. Don't you ever forget that. If I will ever meet him again, I'll tear off his balls.”

“Can we please not speak about Adam? This chapter is over. It was not all bad with him though. We had a really great time until he decided to sleep with Elliot of all people. My.Best.Friend. OK, enough about that. I like Blaine. He's cute, he's charming, he has a great body, has the most gorgeous and expressive eyes I have ever seen and he seems to be a genuine guy if I can trust my instincts. Let's see where that leads us. I'm really not interested in a one-night-stand or a fling. If he wants something like that, he's not for me. I won't sell myself short or get heartbroken. How long is he here anyway? What did Brittany tell you?” Kurt asked curiously.

“The whole summer, around 3 months. That should be time enough to be sure, if you two suit each other or not, right? In any kind of way I mean.” She smirked.

“Shut it Santana, that's none of your business!” Kurt rolled his eyes at her.

“Yeah yeah, whatever. I will get the details from Brit. Blaine is close to her. So, don't bother to talk to me about that stuff. I'll know.” She told him and waggled her eyebrows.

“Uhu, we'll see.” He snorted. “I'm heading out now. Need to get the others for a practice for tomorrow night. I hope Nick and Jeff will behave. Gosh these two are incredible. They can't stop touching each other for 10 minutes. Someone who doesn't know them might think, they have been together recently and not already for 5 years.” Kurt shook his head. “And after practice, I make myself pretty for my hot date.”

“No need honey. You always look pretty. Especially your ass.” Santana stated.

“Why thank you, kind lady.” Kurt giggled and left the room.

When he arrived at the group dance room there was loud music playing and half the dance staff was giggling, dancing, groping and kissing their respective partners. Kurt stood there for a few seconds before clapping his hands.

“OK kids, stop playing around and let's get the rehearsal started. Shall we?”

Nick and Jeff pouted and came over to Kurt.

“Kurt, you are no fun. We were just dancing.” Jeff explained.

“Save your energy for the rehearsal then, Jeff. We will start now.” Kurt winked.

The rehearsal went great and Kurt was proud of his co-workers.

“Great job guys. We're ready for the show tomorrow. Let's grab an ice-cream and wrap up the work day.” He smiled.

“A little birdie told me, you had a dance lesson with a handsome young man today. How was it?” Nick imitated some inappropriate hip moves against his boyfriend.

“Oh god Nick. How old are you? 14?” Kurt muttered.

“Come on Kurt. Play nice and give us something to work with. He's really cute.” Jeff said.

“Fine. We had great chemistry. He can dance really well. His mother sent him to dance lessons, when he was a teen and that shows. I wanted to jump him in the dance room with Santana and Brittany near by, which I didn't by the way, and we go out tonight. Are you happy now?” Kurt huffed.

“Yes!” Jeff fistbumped Nick. “You have to tell us everything tomorrow. And I mean everything, Kurt. No juicy details left out!”

Kurt groaned. “Why does everyone have to dig their noses into my business...”

“Because we love you, Kurt. And we want to see you finally happy with someone. You deserve that.” Nick hugged him tightly.

“Thank you guys. I need to get ready now, or there will be no hot date.” Kurt laughed. “See you tomorrow. Or maybe later tonight. Depends, how the evening will go.”

The boys smiled at each other and parted ways.

Kurt went over to the staff quarters to get ready for the evening.

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Blaine was fidgety. He was nervous and he was beyond excited. And he was so looking forward to get to know Kurt better.

5 minutes before 8pm he stood with bare feet on the beach where the private beach of the hotel ended. He saw Kurt coming over from the other side, where the staff was dancing the other day and grinned at him.

Kurt grinned back, stood face to face with Blaine and they hugged each other tightly.

“I'm happy you asked me out, Blaine.” Kurt said sweetly.

“I'm happy you agreed.” Blaine smiled a toothy smile.

Kurt held out his hand to Blaine “Wanna go for a walk?”

Blaine grinned and took his hand. They walked along the beautiful beach and chatted about their childhoods, their teenage years in high school and the beginning of college. They talked for a couple of hours. It was easy, and totally comfortable. They smiled a lot at each other and both felt the butterflies in their tummies swirl.

“So what's the story with this Adam guy? If you want to talk about him, that is. Please don't feel pressured.” Blaine said cautiously.

Kurt sighed with his eyes cast down and remembered his time with his first and only boyfriend:

He met Adam in college in his freshman year. Adam was already a junior. Fact is, he was charming and he was interested in Kurt. That was something new. In high school Kurt was bullied and the only out gay guy. It was hard. Nobody paid him any attention or tried to get to know him apart from being friends. He had some crushes on straight guys, which he thought later, was really embarrassing. So when Adam came along, he grabbed the opportunity for his very first relationship. It was nice. They were together nearly 2 years. The turning point was a month before Kurt dumped Adam. Kurt's classes were getting more stressful, He was away from home a lot, his time with Adam was limited, but the education was important to Kurt. Adam assured him that he understood, but he started to go out late and came back in the wee hours of the morning, smelling different. Kurt started to get suspicious, because his best friend Elliot never had time for him, when Adam was gone. One day, Kurt came home earlier than he had told Adam. Kurt caught them in their bed having sex. Well, Kurt wasn't that much surprised. While he packed some bags to head out and crash at his old apartment, where most of his stuff still was with his friend Rachel and his step-brother Finn, Elliot jumped into his clothes and ran from the apartment. Adam tried to explain, but Kurt was done with him. No more lies, no more stories. That was the last time, he saw him or heard of him. After that, Kurt dumped college because he needed more changes in his life and took courses for teaching dance. Kurt studied musical theater so it wasn't really hard to learn. Burt and Carole were shocked by Kurt's decision, but they supported him in any way possible. He found the job in this hotel and that's where he was now.

Kurt came back from his flashback and looked Blaine deep in the eyes. “Well, I want to tell you all of this, Blaine, as I'm interested in more than a friendship with you. It's hard to talk about it, still. Please give me a bit of time. I'm just not there, yet. Let me just say, it ended badly and I'm a bit cautious now. That's why I didn't have a boyfriend for a long time.”

Kurt knew it was a bit too early to share his relationship history, although he felt the need to be absolutely honest with Blaine from the beginning. But this specific story had to wait for a bit. He wanted to be clear, that he was looking for more. And with Blaine, it felt absolutely right.

He pulled Blaine on a lounger and sat next to him. “I'm not a guy for one-night-stands or flings, Blaine. If you are looking for something like that, I'm really sorry, but I can't be the person. I just need more.”

“Kurt I can assure you, I'm not into one-night-stands or flings either. It's not me. Never was, never will be. I'm looking for more, too.” He took Kurt's hand in his.

Blaine watched Kurt with caring eyes and leaned forward slowly, giving Kurt the chance to back off if he wanted to. He nuzzled his nose against Kurt's and his lips carefully found his target. Kurt inhaled sharply and closed his eyes. Melting into the kiss. This kiss was sweet, dry and so beautiful. After a few seconds, Blaine pulled back with a last peck on Kurt's lips.

“I hope that was OK, I don't want to take advantage of you or do something you are not ready for.” Blaine said cautiously.

“It was perfect...” Kurt smiled adoringly at Blaine.

Blaine felt, that there was a lot more to Kurt's story, based on the information he had from Santana and the bit of Kurt himself, and thought about his own relationship disasters in the past:

He had his first boyfriend in his senior year of high school. His name was Sebastian. Their relationship was mostly based on intimacy. Sebastian wasn't the kind of guy who wanted to talk or cuddle or do couply things. He was interested in kissing, fooling around and having sex. That was basically all. Blaine didn't mind much at that time. They both were 17 year old teenagers with raging hormones and this was Blaine's first 'relationship'. He didn't know any better. But he was fooling himself of course. He just didn't want to see it. They called it off, after graduation and Sebastian went to Paris, Blaine went to New York. In college he met Jonathan. They were the same age and shared a lot of classes. Jonathan was sweet and caring. They had a great time together and did all the couply things, Blaine didn't know before that he was longing for. Blaine was happy. But things changed between them after a while. Blaine tried to ignore the signs, but one day he found Jonathan and a stranger in Jonathan's bed in his apartment. As Blaine wasn't yet living with Jonathan, he only had a few things at his place. Blaine threw the keys on Jonathan's bed and left. And he never looked back. That was 2 months ago.

Kurt put a hand on Blaine's knee which pulled him out of his thoughts.

“I really really like you, Blaine, and I don't want to miss a chance of something that could be special. We could be something special. Do you know what I mean?” Kurt asked cautiously.

Blaine beamed at him. “Yes, I wanna take the chance too, Kurt. And I feel absolutely the same.”

The second kiss was less cautious, but still sweet. It started out slow. Lips dancing together, gliding over each other until Kurt poked out his tongue and licked over Blaine's lower lip, begging for entrance. Blaine opened his mouth willingly and their tongues explored each others mouths. Wet, warm and with a hint of just right. Their hearts raced. They grabbed each other tight and moaned softly. No intention to stop anytime soon. It was so hot. It was perfect.