Can't Lose You

Chapter 4: His Proposition

A scratch at the head, an awkward cough, moving slightly in his seat. Those were the things Blaine Anderson was doing on the car ride to the Hummel-Hudson household. What the hell was he thinking when he agreed to this? Why didn't he just storm out of the shop when he had the chance. Oh yeah because of him, Kurt. The beautiful, angelic boy he hurt. Fuck would these feeling ever go away?

He needed to fuck Kurt out of his system and soon.

Nothing will change.

His 'feelings' were obviously nothing more than that of lust. He was merely horny from the events that went down in the supply closet. I mean Kurt really did leave him out to deal with his 'problem' which was still very noticeable.

Hopefully the talk with Finn goes by quick; he really needed a cold shower.

Thinking about how Kurt felt against him didn't help. That's all his mind would let him concentrate on. The touch, sounds, the way his heart sped with Kurt. It was driving him insane with need.

Need for the beautiful blue eyed boy named Kurt.

Kurt, even his name sounded beautiful.KURT. KURT. KURT. KURT. KURT. KURT.

Blaine must have made some type of noise, since Finns attention was now on him.

"Are you okay? You look like you're about to pass out." Finn asked watching the bad boy in concern.

Blaine shuffled more in his seat, hoping to god his erection wasn't as noticeable as it felt.

"Blame your brother." he answered, his voice coming out hoarse and scratchy.

Finn sighed in frustration and returned his attention back on the road. Once in a while he would try sneaking glances over to Blaine but the bad boy soon caught on.

"Shouldn't you be keeping your eyes on the road? I'd like to live." Blaine slurred in a completely bored tone.

Finn tensed. He was obviously surprised as if Blaine catching him was truly something hard to believe.

Blaine shook his head and smirked at the taller boy.This guy's a dumbass.

It seemed liked hours had gone by in silence, Finn driving around the unfamiliar streets, while Blaine kept his head tilted back in exhaustion.

With no music playing in the car, Blaine decided to provide his own and began to continue his humming of Teenage Dream, hoping to ease the tension between the three. Finn, himself, and lil B. Yes he named his penis lil B.

Finn turned to see the bad boy humming to himself and smirked. "Teenage Dream?"

Blaine also smirked at this, lifting his eyebrow up in defense. "Got a problem with Katy Perry?"

"No no. I just didn't think someone like you could like her music or any music at all." Finn laughed.

Blaine's smirk quickly faded at the taller boy's words. "What the hell do you mean someone like me?" His jaw clenching in between his words.

Finn looked at the now angry Blaine and decided to think his answer through before speaking.

"Just forget it." Blaine interrupted, still clearly pissed.

Finn thought about apologizing but decided on it otherwise. He really didn't mean to offend the bad boy.

Ten uncomfortable minutes later Finn pulled up to his destination and parked his father's truck in the front of his home while Blaine sat idly by in the passenger seat. Looking like he was lost in his own little world.

"Stay here" Finn demanded, unbuckling his belt and climbing out of his father's truck.

"I'm not a fucken dog." Blaine growled from his seat.

Finn chose to ignore him; instead he ran up towards his house and scanned the empty rooms in search of his stepbrother.Please don't be home. Please don't be home. Please don't be home.he prayed under his breath.

Running upstairs to the second floor, he sprinted to the direction of Kurt's bedroom and, without knocking, pushed the door open to see Kurt on his bed with his girlfriend. They seemed to have been in deep conversation since neither friend noticed the taller boy's presence.

...

Rachel gasped at her friends words. Did her sweet little Kurt just say what she thought he said? She knew well enough that Kurt would never lie to her but honestly his story about the 'new hot bad boy employee' was just too good to be true.

"Kurt you naught b-"

"Rachel! Stop. You're making me regret telling you!"

Rachel was just surprised, he understood because he himself had to let it all sink in. But did she really have to make him feel even worse than he already felt.

"How did it feel, you know when he touched you? Was there like fireworks?" Rachel asked hopeful.

"I... kind of yeah" Kurt blushed. "You can't tell anyone Rachel. Promise me."

"I swear!" Rachel reassured, crossing a large X over her chest. "Cross my heart."

"Not even Finn." he added. A look of warning on his face.

Rachel's jaw dropped. "Whoa Kurt, he's your brother." Kurt glared daggers at her.

"Plus he's my boyfriend." she added.

"Rachel I'm serious. If he finds out that our dad's new mechanic tried to cop a field on me then he's going to throw a big fit and then get him fired!" Kurt yelled, saddened and begging his friend to keep his secret. He didn't know why he felt the need to protect the bad boy so much.

Rachel went quite, something she usually wasn't. "Fine. I promise." Sounding defeated.

Neither friend noticed the animalic growl come from across the bedroom door as it silently closed shut.

...

Finn was beyond pissed. He could have sworn there was steam streaming out of his ears from all the anger building up inside him.

Anger for Kurt, Rachel, but most importantly Blaine.

Alongside his anger for all of them was angry at himself. He should have known the bad boy was going to be nothing but trouble. The way he spoke to Kurt at the shop was proof enough.

Putting the puzzle pieces together it all started to make sense.

Kurt ran. He ran like his life depended on it. He was frantically searching for his black navigator through blurry tears.

Once he spotted his car nearby he began to sprint towards it. But not paying attention to his surroundings he ended up colliding with his stepbrother.

"Kurt?" Finn asked, concerned. He tried pulling Kurt into his arms but failed when the shorter boy pushed past him instead.

"Kurt!"

"Leave me alone!" Kurt cried. Praying to not be seen by anyway, especially his father.

"Hey man what happened?" Finn was now chasing Kurt, he didn't know what to do. The only thing he could do was follow him out the shop.

"Fucken Blaine happened!" Kurt roared and quickly brought his hand over to cup his mouth. He hadn't of meant to let Blaine's name slip out "Just leave me alone Finn!"

Kurt didn't hear anything else after that, he was already driving out of his father's shop.

Finn stood there still in shock. Blaine? The new mechanic Blaine? What the hell had he done to Kurt?

Blaine had touched Kurt. How could he be so stupid to let it happen!

Finn was already downstairs when the realization hit him. Punching the pillow closest to him, he began to try to relax his mind and body.

He needed to play it cool if he wanted to get Blaine up to his room.

...

Blaine watched as the tall boy ran into a nearby two story house. He didn't even realize that they had just stopped.

The car was parked along the front yard. This must be where Kurt lives he thought to himself, wondering if the blue eyed boy was inside.

Adding to his curiosity was a pink convertible he spotted parked in their driveway with the license plate 'Berry' followed by a gold stickered star. The car only confirmed his assumption, Kurt was definitely gay. As if he needed any more convincing.

Blaine shook his head at the thought of Kurt and proceeded to sing another hit by Katy Perry, Firework.

He was already starting to get lost in the song and was halfway through it when he remembered how he'd felt fireworks with Kurt. Kurt. Dame he's thinking about him again!

I wonder if he's okay... Crying up in his room, alone? Alone like me. he thought sadly.

Wait! I'm alone!

The realization was too late. Just as he was about to get out of the car he noticed Finn standing in the front of the house, waving for him to enter.So close.

Blaine walked over agonizingly slow, leading Finn to cock his eyebrow up in a face that said 'really?' Blaine shrugged it off; there was no way he was going to make this easy.

Finn could practically feel the bad boy's cockiness pour down and it took all his power to not lung forward and connect him with his fist.

Once both were inside Finn ushered Blaine up a staircase and into a small hallway that lead them to his bedroom. Blaine noticed another door closed across. Kurt's maybe. He wanted so badly to kick the door open and beg for Kurt's forgiveness, pulling him into his arms for a deep kiss that the gorgeous boy would return just as eagerly and then they'd live happily ever after with tons of sex. Blaine smiled at the fantasy, it actually didn't sound so bad.

Blaine didn't realize Finn watching him the whole time.

"Don't get any ideas" Finn warned, pushing the door to his bedroom open. He brought Blaine over to his bean bag chair, the one he frequently sat on when playing his video games, and gestured for the bad boy to take the seat.

Blaine didn't oblige, instead, he plopped his self on Finn's bed with his boots kicked off.

"Yeah just make yourself comfortable." Finn shrugged sarcastically, not meeting eye contact.

Blaine smirked at the taller boy's anger. This was going to be easier than he thought. "Aren't you going to offer me something to drink?" he asked, trying his best to sound innocent.

"Explain yourself" Finn urged, completely ignoring his question.

Blaine let out a puff of disappointment. He at least wanted to have some fun with the guy.

"Well I haven't had anything to drink since this morning so I'm a little dehydrated." The bad boy answered matter-of-factly.

Finn looked at him with confusion.

Blaine sighed in return, giving Finn the time to take in his words. He was about to speak up again when he felt his face collide with what looked like a playboy magazine.

"What the fuck Frankenteen!" Blaine shouted, bringing the magazine up to his view.

Finn threw his head back in evil laughter. That showed him.

Shit Blaine let his guard down.

"At least throw me one of my interest..."

...

"What the fuck Frankenteen!" Kurt heard it loud and clear from inside his bedroom door.

"Who was that?" Rachel asked once she noticed her friend's body tense.

Kurt's heart sped. Blaine. What the hell was Blaine doing in his house!

"Kurt?"

"It's him Rachel, the guy I was talking about earlier." he whispered so low the brunette barely caught it.

"Blaine?" she squeaked, a little too excidetly, and giggled when she saw Kurt's face burn bright red at the mention of the mans name.

"This isn't funny! What do I do? What if he wants to kick my ass for what I did?" Kurt eyes shot up from the realization, fear written all over his face. He was still whispering and now pacing around his small room while the brunette watched closely.

"Kurt sit down." But Kurt was too far gone to hear his friend's words. "Kurt!"

"Shh! Rachel!"

If Kurt was able to hear Blaine yell from inside his bedroom then that only meant that Blaine could also-

"Blaine get your ass back here!"

Too late Blaine was there in a matter of seconds, bursting through the once closed door of Kurt's, almost bringing it off its hinges and stood in search of the blue eyed boy.

"Kurt!" he shouted, his eyes locking with Kurt momentarily before he felt Finn start to tug at his arm from behind. He swatted it away with ease and saw for the first time that Kurt wasn't alone.

There, sitting on the corner of his bed, was a short brunette girl wearing a kitten sweater that made him want to gag in disgust. What? Just because he rode a motorcycle and wore the same leather jacket everyday didn't mean he liked fashion any less.

Kurt closed and opened his eyes to see Blaine still standing by his bedroom door starring at Rachel on his bed.

Was there anywhere he could go to escape where Blaine wouldn't find him? His mind was already occupied by thoughts of the bad boy but now he wasn't even safe in his own home.How did he even find out where I lived? Was he just in Finn's room? And if so, why?

Kurt struggled to keep the questions in his head from blurting out. Everyone seemed to be lost in their own train of thoughts.

Rachel, who was looking between Kurt and Blaine, watched in wonder as her boyfriend kept rambling on about something she couldn't bring herself to listen to when Blaine spoke. "Is everything okay? I heard yelling... and... I thought maybe something bad must have happened"

Blaine failed to control his breathing. Then it hit him. He had jumped to conclusions and let his guard down once again.

Kurt didn't pay him much attention, he was speechless. He couldn't move one muscle in his body.

"Kurt." He couldn't even care to figure out the person behind the words.

Rachel, for some reason, felt obligated to make her presence at that moment. She cleared her throat and stood up from Kurt's bed.

"Hello Blaine, my name is Rachel Berry." The kitten sweater started.

Berry...

"The owner of that hideous pink car parked outside?" Blaine interrupted, he really couldn't help himself.

Kurt tuned into their conversation and couldn't help but laugh at the bad boy's words. Her car was hideous, just as hideous as her wardrobe. He lost count at how many times he had begged for her to throw away that ridiculous kitten sweater she seemed to love so much.

Blaine, Finn, and Rachel all turned their attention to Kurt, shocked with the blue eyed boy laughing.

Blaine smiled at Kurt; he was way too adorable for his own good.

Rachel and Finn, however, looked angry. Rachel because she was just insulted about her car and Finn because the shorter boy had upset his girlfriend.

"Ha Ha! Now it's funny to you."

Kurt laughed harder, Blaine joining with his own little giggles in the background. Finn looked torn; he was even breaking down to a few chuckles.

Rachel stormed out the room of laughing guys, giving them all her signature death glare. "I'll call you later Kurt!" She yelled from behind her shoulder.

"I won't call you later." She beamed in Finn's direction. Finn's smile broke instantly; he followed after his girlfriend, shouting apologizes, leaving Kurt and Blaine alone once again.

"Whipped" Blaine teased, his head shaking in disappointment but it instantly stopped once he caught sight of Kurt glaring at him with disapproval.

"Sorry" he whispered.

There he goes again apologizing and for what? A simple look from the boy made him apologize, he was starting to become scared with the power his angel had over him.

Kurt smiled wickedly at Blaine mentally fighting with himself.

"Whipped" he smirked, mocking the bad boy.

Blaine stared at Kurt in shock. His gorgeous boy had a tongue. God he was falling hard and how long has he been referring to Kurt as being his? Since when was Kurt his?Since the moment we laid eyeshe told himself.

Kurt's body tensed at the sudden atmosphere change. Blaine was staring at him with those loving, lust filled eyes again.

"You can whip me all you want gorgeous." Gorgeous. That was new, but Kurt wasn't complaining. He actually grinned in return.

Unfortunately he had a really good memory.

"Blaine I told you to stay away" Kurt whispered, not meeting eye contact.

"Why?"

Blaine sounded sad and it made Kurt's heart clenched in his chest.

Kurt dared to look into his eyes and regretted it right away. Blaine looked like a lost puppy who had just been kicked for being too fucken adorable. Fuck he's good.

Blaine saw the sympathetic look Kurt was giving him and cleared his throat, "Why?" he repeated.Get yourself together Anderson. His inner self demanded.

Kurt didn't speak, not trusting his voice to come out steady; he only looked to the ground for answers.

"You're scared aren't you?" Blaine answered for him. "I can see you want me Kurt and I want you just as bad." He was already making his way over to Kurt, abandoning his spot by the door.

"Fighting it is only going to make it worse."

Kurt looked up from the ground and jumped in surprise.Shit when did he get so close?!

Blaine laughed, moving in closer until Kurt's knees were hitting the back of his bed. "Just give in baby. Let lose. I can make you feel so good"

Kurt's body shivered in return.Don't moan Hummel!

"So good" he added.Come on Kurt let me hear you moan that sweet moan of yours.

The sexual tension in the room was unbearable. Blaine willed himself to keep his composure.

In reality he wanted nothing more than to fling Kurt back on the bed and straddle him but knew better. He obviously had to wait until Kurt made the move unless he wanted another kick to the balls.

"I've never... um"What are you doing Kurt?! Don't tell him!His subconscious was fighting from him to keep quite.

"Never what baby?" Blaine pulled back his to watch Kurt closely.

"Never... done 'it" Kurt blushed. Not believing his actions right now.

"It?" Blaine furrowed his triangular eyebrows in confusion. "You mean sex?"

Kurt blushed even harder. The bad boy trying to hold back his laughter as he spoke. "Sex, right?"

"Yes Blaine! Sex okay... fuck. Why can't you just leave me alone?! I'm not like you! I don't fuck anything that walks just because I can." Kurt snapped.

"Baby," Blaine half laughed, half whined. taking the boy into his arms. Dame angry Kurt was way too adorable and it was really starting to turn him on.

Kurt let himself be pulled into Blaine's arms. He didn't know why he allowed him too but enjoyed it nonetheless.

The two stood there in a comfortable silence.

Blaine never loosened his hold on Kurt, afraid he'd never have the chance again to have the beautiful boy in his arms.

The warm feeling he was getting was way too amazing to want to stop. Knowing at any moment it would all be gone.

Blaine's possessiveness didn't go unnoticed by Kurt as he stood in the bad boys arms. What on earth are you thinking about? he wondered and was about to ask when Blaine spoke. "I can teach you"

Kurt eyes widened. "T-Teach me?"

"Yeah I can be your own little sex ed teacher." Blaine smirked into the taller boy's neck as he took in his scent. Kurt smelled amazing. Like vanilla mixed with perfect. Blaine mentally laughed at his description. Jeez he was going soft.

Kurt didn't notice Blaine cuddling into his neck, too lost in his own thoughts to care. Did he really offer to teach Kurt about sex? Better question, how was he offering to teach Kurt about sex?

Images of Blaine naked instantly clouded through Kurt's vision. Dame his hormones right now.

"W-Why would you offer something like that? I'm not desperate."

Blaine laughed bitterly. "You're cute when you try to keep your dignity." he slurred, his head still buried into the crook of the tall boy's neck.

Kurt jerked his body back and shoved Blaine roughly off his arms. How dare he tease him?

Blaine didn't appreciate being pulled away from the comforting boy's arms. "Will you stop being such a fucken tease already!" he barked.

Kurt grew scared with the sudden anger in the bad boy's tone but didn't let it show. He stood his ground and replied with just as much anger. "I'm not being a tease, asshole. You just can't take the fucking hint!"

Blaine frowned when Kurt had called him an asshole but quickly recovered. "If I were you Kurt I'd take this opportunity to finally get laid while you still can." Okay that was not what he wanted to say.

"Fuck you Blaine!"

"Yes Kurt please fuck me!" he mocked.

Finn took that moment to barge into their heated argument to drag Blaine out, pulling the bad boy by his leather jacket.

"Get the hell off of me!" Blaine growled, struggling to escape the taller boy's hold. "Kurt! This isn't over!"

"SHUTUP! Burt will hear you!"Ohhhhhhhh

Finn shoved Blaine through his home, into the kitchen and around the back entrance. It was already starting to get dark outside.

"Let me go get my car and I'll come back to pick you up. We can't risk Burt seeing you." Finn informed Blaine as he walked back into the house.

"No I'll just walk-"

"Just let me do this!" Finn shouted.

Blaine didn't say anything and waited for the tall boy to disappear to retrieve his car but was surprised to see him still standing by the door. He was looking at Blaine like he wanted to say something to him.

Blaine cocked his eyebrow as if he was giving Finn the okay to speak.

"Blaine" Finn started. "Please don't hurt him..." he sighed, sounding exhausted.

Blaine watched in wonder. Was he asking or telling me?

Finn didn't wait for an answer as he awkwardly cleared his throat. "Okay well I'm going to go get the car then." he gestured toward the direction of his car.

"Okay" Blaine nodded. To whether or not he was directing it to Finn's earlier statement about not hurting Kurt or agreeing to allow Finn to drive him back to the shop, he didn't know. The only thing he knew was that he really, really needed a cold shower.