Here We Go Again Infatuation
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Here We Go Again Infatuation: Old Wounds


E - Words: 1,425 - Last Updated: Apr 27, 2012
Story: Closed - Chapters: 8/? - Created: Nov 16, 2011 - Updated: Apr 27, 2012
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"Kurt! Kurt! Wait," Blaine chased him and grabbed Kurt's shoulder in mid-storm. They were right outside the pizzeria and Blaine finally forced him to stop.

“We need to talk about this,” Blaine insisted, extremely worried about Kurt's behavior, not quite understanding. Normally Kurt had a lot more reason than this.

“There’s nothing to talk about,” Kurt said flippantly, crossing his arms and looking everywhere but Blaine.

“Kurt, please, I just got you back," Blaine begged, looking like he was about to cry. "Don’t leave me now.”

“You don’t have me,” Kurt snapped bitchily. "You have James."

“You know what I mean," Blaine scolded.

"Actually, no I really have absolutely no idea what the hell you are talking about," Kurt sniped, rolling his eyes.

Blaine took a deep breath to himself calm down and to form coherent words. "It doesn’t matter if I’m getting married soon, you were my first love, and you are still very important to me."

When Kurt didn't respond and remained scowling, Blaine added, " Plus, I thought we had a good time last night catching up. I want to be friends.. we never really gave that a try. I want that more than anything.”

“Blaine, I can’t,” Kurt said shortly, his throat tight.

“Why not?” Blaine asked tentatively, but there was still a hint of anger laced through his words.

"I can't be friends with you," Kurt said harshly, fighting with all his might not to cry.

"Kurt," Blaine mumbled sadly. "It's worth a try. We used to be such a huge part of each other's lives. We owe it to ourselves to at least try."

“You don’t fucking understand! I CAN'T! It hurts too much!” Kurt turned to sit on a bench, his head in his hands.

“What does?” Blaine's voice quivered, deeply hurt at what Kurt was insinuating.

“Being around you!" Kurt flailed his arms, tears leaking out the corner of his eyes. "Remembering..," Kurt swallowed. Remembering how amazing it was to call myself yours.. Kurt's mind echoed at him.

Blaine waited, tapping his foot before Kurt continued, nearly hysterical. "And now you’ve completely moved on, and I have to sit here and watch you be in love with someone else!”

“But we broke up years ago,” Blaine objected, slightly confused.

“I know,” Kurt acknowledged in a defeated tone, his tears were falling freely now. “But, just imagine if you were in my situation. Just for a minute.”

Blaine considered Kurt for a moment. “Yeah, you’re right," Blaine said, feeling his heart pull a little. "I would probably feel really bad about myself.”

"See?" Kurt wiped tears furiously from his face. "But you can never really understand, because I'm not running off and marrying someone else!"

Blaine pouted slightly. "But, Kurt you are the biggest hopeless romantic I know. It actually surprises me that someone hasn't swept you off your feet yet."

Kurt looked pointedly at the sidewalk. "That's because I grew up and realized what a silly dream that was. I'm not looking for love."

"Then what are you looking for?" Blaine asked quietly. It wasn't until that moment Blaine realized that Kurt had changed quite a bit. The Kurt he knew would be deeply moved by romantic gestures and whisper things like 'you take my breath away' in empty auditoriums between stolen kisses. It made Blaine's heart ache.

"I don't know!" Kurt was exasperated. "I just like being with my friends and having sex once in a while. I'm happy, you even said so last night."

"I did," Blaine conceded. He was almost rendered speechless. He had no idea Kurt felt this way. Blaine was always under the impression that Kurt fell out of love with him after moving to New York, but was too ashamed to admit it because of pride or respect or something, so Blaine had to be the brave one and break things off. Blaine's heart was shattered that night. It was his first true heartbreak and he was sure it probably felt worse than dying. When Kurt moved, Kurt was all Blaine thought about, and seeing him drift away was the most painful experience of Blaine's life. He wallowed in sorrow and agony for years, until finally James pulled him out of his hole. James had saved him.

“I always thought I’d be your groom!” Kurt wailed, breaking Blaine's concentrated, shocked thoughts. "It just doesn't seem right, imagining you walking down the aisle with someone else!"

Blaine felt a flash of anger through his hurt and pity. "What did you expect, Kurt? We broke up! We stopped talking! I wasn't going to wait around for somebody who clearly didn't love me!"

"Of course I loved you, Blaine," Kurt nearly shrieked, very close to nearly sobbing. "More than anything in the whole world," Kurt caught himself, lowering his voice, shaking with emotion. He tried to rein that painful part of himself in so he wouldn't embarrass himself in front of the whole town.

"Well you had a funny way of showing it," Blaine snarled, still on a pissed off high. "You crushed me! The least you can do is come to my wedding and congratulate me!"

Kurt wrapped his arms around himself, about to have a panic attack. He couldn't stop his emotions. "No..,"

"Why can't you just be happy for me," Blaine demanded, close to yelling. "James makes me happy! You can't expect me to be miserable the rest of my life just to make you happy or feel better about yourself! That's fucking selfish!"

Kurt looked at Blaine like he didn't recognize him. "I would never want you to be miserable," Kurt's voice broke. "You deserve the best."

"THEN WHAT DO YOU WANT FROM ME," Blaine exploded, causing Kurt to flinch in horror. Kurt had never seen Blaine so angry in his life. Not even when his father was giving him a hard time. Whenever Blaine was upset, Kurt always knew him to silently beat himself up, or even cry a little bit. Never yelling.

Blaine stood there, panting and with his fists clenched at his sides. His eyes were wild, and his teeth were gritted. Kurt was incapable of speaking, so he gave into the adrenaline piquing his system. His body stopped feeling so he could do something.

In an instant, Kurt flew up from the bench, grabbed Blaine's face roughly and crushed their lips together with bruising force. The second their lips touched, it was like fireworks exploded around them. Kurt's body instantly responded with mind-numbing euphoria.

Blaine froze for a moment as Kurt put everything into that kiss. All his hopelessness, his desperation, anxiety, fear, longing... overwhelming desire. Blaine felt it, almost knocking the wind out of him, but soon Blaine was responding with just as much.

Blaine shoved Kurt into the wall of the pizzeria, breathing harshly through their noses, their tongues dancing for dominance. They needed each other's lips more than they needed air, and each sensation was on overdrive with all the chemicals burning through their veins.

Kurt twisted his fingers in Blaine's hair, pulling and sucking his tongue as Blaine's hands groped and roamed Kurt's body, clawing at his thin clothing. Blaine was so hungry, so fucking horny. He needed Kurt, and even when every inch of their bodies were touching, it still wasn't enough. They groaned into each other's mouths, turning into complete animals. Kurt unabashedly rolled his hips into Blaine, causing them both to gasp in pleasure.

There was sharp rap on the window, causing them to surface into reality for a few moments. It was the owner of the pizzeria. "Kurt, c'mon! Take this elsewhere! We have customers!" he hollered through the window.

Kurt turned and mouthed 'sorry!', color rising to his cheeks, (the owner shook his head in response) before looking back to Blaine, who's face was only an inch or so away from Kurt's.

Blaine's eyes were black, the hazel of his pupils just a thin outline. His eyes were piercing, knowing and in a haze of ravenous lust. It made Kurt shiver. Kurt was also hyper aware of Blaine's hard length pressed insistently against his thigh.

Kurt stared back, caressing Blaine's muscular arm in a teasing manner as Blaine had both his hands on each side of Kurt's head, trapping him there, just leaning and panting heavily. Kurt took in his his air because of their close proximity, Blaine's natural sent filling him, making him more intoxicated with need than he was before.

"So," Kurt began, barely above a whisper.

"Wanna get out of here," Blaine growled, voice thick with arousal. "Somewhere private?"

"Fuck yes," Kurt responded instantly, breathless.

They sprinted toward Kurt's apartment, everything a blur around them; needing only their hands on each other once again at the soonest possible moment.

End Notes: Super smut tastic times to come! Thanks for reading! review review

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It's funny, you write, I picture it clearly in my head, which means that you're a good writer. I have a feeling that something complicated/bad is going to happen :P

Well of course! What is a story without complication and drama!? :-O but seriously, thank you so much for the feedback, it means a lot! :D

Ah, YES!! So happy about this chapter. Screw James! ;) Can't wait for the next chapter!

prepare your body for tons of smut woo!

Thanks so much! :D next chapter is in the works!

Can't wait for the next chapter!! Anxious to see what happens next!! :D

That wasn't even smut yet, but it was already hot! klsdhalk I totally understand what Kurt was feeling. *sigh* Can't wait for more!

I'm basically in Kurt's position right now so it's very relatable! Haha, the next chapter will probably be entirely smut!