After the revelation that Blaine had a boyfriend –his boyfriend was a dick, but still, a boyfriend- Kurt wanted to just go home and lay in bed eating icecream and watching Love Actually. But that wasn;t going to happen, he had a full day of class ahead of him.
Blaine finished up their lesson 10 minutes early – Kurt assumed it was so he had time to deal with his boyfriend – so Kurt went to find where his Musical Theory lesson was, sat on a bench outside the building, and sent a quick text to Rachel.
Got freed early, sat outside the Musical Theory building, meet me here when you’re out. I’ve got something you might want to know –K x
He put his phone back in his pocket, he knew Rach wasn’t going to reply, and just closed his eyes and listened. It was relatively quiet, the noise of the birds and the wind rustling through the trees being the loudest of all, but he could still hear the faint sound of singing and music from one of the other blocks close by.
He sat like that for another 5 minutes, not caring how stupid he might look, he needed to get Blaine out of his mind. Blaine. There was something about this boy –man- that got to Kurt, in a way no-one else had. He didn’t know what it was about Blaine, he didn’t fit what was usually his type, his type was usually tall, muscly football players, like Finn. Kurt internally cringed at his freshman and sophomore self’s crush, who now –thanks to that- was his step brother. But saying that, Chandler wasn’t his normal type either, but that turned out badly.
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Chandler was a guy he met at the music store when he was looking for a NYADA audition song, as Rachel wouldn’t go with him. He seemed nice, and was auditioning for NYU that week, so they’d both be heading to NYC. They exchanged numbers, and Chandler was really insistent with the flirty texts. No-one had paid any attention to him like this before, so Kurt revelled in the way he made him feel special, wanted, worth something. A few weeks later, Rachel stole –“borrowed” Rachel insisted afterwards, “I gave it back to you!”- and sent Chandler a text, asking if he wanted to go on a date with Kurt, because she was fed up of him giggling and texting constantly. She liked that her friend was happy, he deserved it, what she didn’t like was the fact that they both seemed to like each other, but neither of them would make the first move, so she thought she would. Chandler was a good-looking boy; he had shortish blond hair (almost always covered by a beanie), dark brown eyes, a nigh-on impeccable sense of fashion and was slightly shorter than Kurt, nothing like the muscular footballers he thought he liked. They arranged to meet up for coffee at the Lima Bean, and then then they went to see Rent at the revival theatre. Kurt and Chandler both loved the night, but at the end they didn’t know what to do. They both wanted to kiss the other, but neither of them knew whether they should or not. Kurt walked Chandler home, and they stood outside for an awkward few seconds, before Chandler hugged Kurt and started to walk up the path.
“One sec Chandler!” Kurt said as he walked towards Chandler.
“Yeah?” He replied, turning round to face him.
“I forgot something…” Kurt leant forward and covered Chandler’s lips with his own. Chandler put his hand on the back of Kurt’s neck, pulling them closer, and then licked across Kurt’s bottom lip, asking for access. Kurt let his lips separate, granting access, then after a few seconds pulled away for air.
“Oh. Wow.” Chandler said breathlessly.
“Yeah…” Kurt replied, equally breathless.
“Does this make us erm…” Chandler said shyly, looking at his feet.
Gaining some confidence, Kurt looked him straight in the eye. “Chandler Kiehl, with you be my boyfriend?”
“Yes, of course! I better go in now though, it’s almost my curfew.” Chandler placed on final peck on Kurt’s lips, and went inside.
They carried on dating for almost 6 months, with both getting into the school they wanted, they stayed together in New York, and Chandler got an apartment with his best friend Melissa. A month before they started at NYADA (and Chandler started at NYU), Rachel got a call from a distraught Kurt.
“Rachel, can you pick me up and bring me home, I’ve broken up with Chandler, he’s…” Kurt said, before breaking down in tears.
“Of course Kurt, I’ll come over in a cab and bring you home and we can talk, yeah?” Rachel replied in her most comforting tone.
“Thanks Rach.”
Rachel hung up the phone and ran outside to hail a cab. She got to Chandler’s apartment building, and went up the 6 flights of stairs to his level. She got to Chandler’s apartment, and heard yelling from inside.
“Kurt, please, stop packing. It meant nothing, really! You’ve been distant recently, and a man has needs!”
“Well you could have talked to me, not wait for me to find you in bed with someone else, that someone else being a girl! Geez Chandler! If I knew you were that desperate!”
Rachel opened the door to the apartment, and saw Kurt packing his suitcase withclothes, with Chandler sitting on the couch with nothing but a pair of white boxers on. Rachel didn’t know what had exactly happened, but she knew enough.
“Kurt, please, baby, just listen to me!”
“Don’t call him that!” Rachel yelled from the doorway. “Nor will he listen to you! Come on Kurt, I’ve got a cab waiting outside, I’ve got this.” She said, picking up the suitcase and walking out the door, with Kurt following her, giving Chandler a final glare.
When they got back to the apartment, Kurt flopped down on the couch and burst into tears. Rachel sat next to him, and enveloped him in a hug.
“Chandler…me…Melissa” Kurt said, between blubbers.
“Kurt, honey, calm down, and then you can talk.” Rachel said, almost rocking him back and forth.
“Chandler cheated on me with Melissa. I got back from the store to find him balls deep in her.” He said, before crying again.
Rachel was fuming.
“He doesn’t deserve you anyway. Let’s just forget about him. I know it’ll be difficult, but come September, we’ll be in NYADA, and I can find you someone who’s worthy of your brilliance.”
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Kurt shivered and tried to hold back tears as all the memories came flooding back to him. He felt someone sit down on the bench next to him, and turned his head. He was expecting Rachel, but found Sebastian. Resisting the urge to hit him in the face for his comment about his outfit earlier, he moved up the bench, and checked his phone for the time. He only had to wait another minute or two for Rachel to get out of her class, so didn’t bother moving.
“I know you like him.” Sebastian smirked.
“What?” Kurt replied, incredulously.
“You heard me, I know you like Blaine. I saw how you were looking at him. Now I’ve got two things to say to you. One, he’s mine, so keep your stupid little girl hands off him. Two, he’s your teacher and, though it may not be illegal, he could lose his job. And I don’t want that, because my trust fund will run out soon, and I need an income without actually working for it. Now, goodbye Kirstie, and I hope to never see you again!” Sebastian stood up, turned on his heel, and walked off towards the entrance, leaving Kurt with more hate for him than ever.
“Who’s that?” Rachel said from behind him.
“Jeez Rach, warn a guy next time!” Kurt said and smiled at his friend.
“You didn’t answer my question, who’s that?”
“Just an asshole Rach, no-one to worry about.”
And certainly not someone who’s going to have Blaine for very much longer.