It's Complicated

Chapter 1: Their Story

It's Complicated
Chapter 1: Their Story
From the first time they spoke to the second their eyes met did the connection towards each other spark something between the two that neither boy understood. It was during the beginning of Kurt's senior year at McKinley High when he was introduced to this new found friendship. At that time, Kurt was the only openly gay kid at that school. He was forced to deal with the constant bullying he'd received daily alone. No one seemed to care about his torment. Students would give him sympathetic looks now and then- when he was either slammed up against a locker or brutally slushied by one of the jocks- but there wasn't much else that anyone did. No one cared for Kurt. At least that's what he told himself.
He knew being gay in Lima, Ohio of all places was going to be difficult, but why did it have to be? He didn't have many friends to begin with to help him through it all, although he did try making some. It turned out to be a big fat waste of his time. No one wanted to be friends with 'The Homo'. That was, until Blaine Anderson transferred in the middle of the year.
They were assigned to be lab partners in chemistry class, and instantly felt a pull towards each other. That day they talked over fashion and music and were completely lost in each other, dismissing the project completely. From then on, things between both boys seemed to come naturally. They were inseparable.
Blaine never judged Kurt for his sexuality. He understood, and guarded Kurt from everyone else who did. Blaine was his protector. Every time Kurt was shoved, tossed, or yelled at by one of the football players, he was there to defend him. Sure, Kurt may have had some unresolved feelings for him, but there wasn't anything he could do.Yes, he could have acted on his feelings and told Blaine that he... liked him? But what good would that have done? Blaine was straight, he liked women. And Kurt, no matter how feminine he came across, was not female. He learned to accept this truth after months of torturing himself with fantasies of a life with Blaine, not only as his friend, but as his husband.But Blaine being his friend, no, his best friend was good enough for him. As long as he was in his life, nothing else mattered.Fast forward a year later to the present. The two are now in New York sharing a small apartment, and both attend NYADA, the New York Academy of Dramatic Arts. Leaving Ohio to move to New York was something they had planned on doing for a long time. Going to the same school while living under the same roof was a dream come true for them. Life seemed to being going great for both men until one day, while walking home from school, did they notice a roady group from afar.There seemed to have been a protest going on nearby. There were people shouting and holding up signs that read, 'Gay is not the Way' and 'Hell Is What You'll Pay For Being Gay'. Kurt couldn't help but laugh at how ridiculous the signs were. Blaine, on the other hand, didn't find it as amusing as Kurt did. This sort of thing wasn't new to Kurt he'd been taunted all through high school, his whole life really. It wasn't until Blaine showed up to protect him that Kurt found a way to escape. So watching the signs bounce up and down in the air really didn't affect him in the least.
"Look at them," Blaine growled, pointing to the group of protesters. "Prejudice is just ignorance, Kurt."Kurt's eyes locked on Blaine's expression. The anger in his eyes sent shivers down his back. He'd never seen his friend this mad before. Not since high school."Come on. Let's go. It's best to just ignore them." Kurt sighed, tugging on Blaine's arm. Blaine snapped back to reality at Kurt's comforting touch. His once tense posture loosened with ease the moment he locked eyes with the icy blue ones looking back at him.Blaine returned the soft smile and mocked, "Yes dear," twining his arm with Kurt's as they drifted away from the crowd.An older looking lady in the group spotted the two with their arms linked together and turned so her attention was focused completely on them. "KEEP THAT FAG STUFF IN YOUR HOME! NOBODY WANTS TO SEE IT!" she shouted in their direction, bringing the rest of the group's attention towards Blaine and Kurt.As much as Kurt was use to the name calling he'd received over the years, being called a' fag' or 'queer' always hurt. It felt just as painful as being stabbed. Kurt merely shrugged it off and continued his walk home, but stopped when he felt a slight tug on his arm from Blaine, who stood glued to his spot."You think that's bad!" Blaine yelled in the direction of the crowd. "Wait till you get a load of this!" Before Kurt could take in any of Blaine's words, lips were on lips, as he was being pulled in for a deep kiss. The kiss caused an uproar from the crowd, and Kurt could feel Blaine smile into the kiss from the reaction.The second their lips parted, Kurt let out a breath he didn't even know he was holding.Holy Hell.Blaine had never kissed Kurt before, no matter how close they've gotten over the years it had never gone as far as a kiss. Sure, Blaine only kissed him to irritate the protestors, but that didn't help the lump in his throat go away any faster.
Blaine, completely satisfied with himself, turned to continue on his way, leaving a now confused Kurt to follow behind. Neither man said anything to each other on the walk to their apartment. Once inside their building, Kurt couldn't hold back any longer, his curiosity getting the better of him."So... that was some kiss." he could practically feel the blush on Blaine's face, the shorter man trying miserably to hide it. Despite his attempts, Kurt couldn't help but find it adorable. Actually, anything Blaine did was adorable in his eyes."Oh, yeah. Sorry," he all but whispered, letting his fingers scratch at the back of his head while keeping his eyes fixed on the floor."I think you have to buy me dinner first, if that's what you're getting at." Kurt smiled, attempting to lighten the mood.Thankfully, Blaine smiled his goofy smile in return, his eyebrows raising. "Dinner, eh? That sounds good right about now." And just like that, the tension in the air disappeared. Well at least not until later that night when they were sitting down across from their dining table discussing their day.
"-she doesn't even let me dance with anyone. Say's I'm not good enough!" Kurt brought his fingers up to air quote around his words 'good enough'. Kurt was a performer. Well not quite yet, he had to first pass his new dance instructors class.
"Maybe she's just trying to motivate you" Blaine retorted, trying to comfort his friend as best as he could."Yeah, she motivates me alright..." Motivates me to grab that cane she always carries and shove it up her ass Kurt thought to himself, smirking at his own cleverness. It didn't go unnoticed by Blaine."Kurt," the shorter boy warned. "I know that look. I know Cassandra July can be a piece of work, but you need all the help you can get."Kurt gasped at his friends words. "Excuse me. I am a fantastic dancer!"
"You know I didn't mean it like that!" Blaine pouted.
"You were on the cheerios," he added with a wink.
Kurt couldn't help but laugh. He was a pretty good cheerleader during his junior year, before his father had his heart attack. After that, he became really bottled away from the world."Glad I don't have to take her class," Blaine commented."You're telling me." Both boys burst into a fit of laughter that echoed through the apartment, until a ring from Blaine's phone caught their attention.The curly haired boy checked his phone and held it to his ear. "Hey Finn... Huh? Yeah, he's with me right now, wh-" Blaine snuck a look at Kurt, who returned the glance with an even more confused look. Kurt watched as his friend excused himself from the table and into his own bedroom down the hall.
That's odd. Something must be wrong, why else would he have to be alone to have a conversation with Finn?
Time seemed to drag on. A minute gone by and still no show. A minute wasn't long but it was long enough time for Kurt to go check up on his friend. Curiosity really did get the better of Kurt. He tiptoed across the kitchen to the halls and to Blaine's door, pressing his ear against it. He listened carefully, barely able to make out what Blaine was whispering.
"I... I can't do that Finn, I can't keep something like this from him." he heard Blaine say to Finn on the other end.
"He needs to know." Maybe this wasn't any of his business. Blaine respected his privacy enough so why shouldn't he do the same. "You know I do! Don't do this. If Kurt ever found out it could ruin everything!"
Kurt? Now he was intrigued. Why would they be talking about me? he thought.
No. This was still wrong, he knew better than to eavesdrop.
But just as he was about to leave, Kurt heard something he thought he'd never hear in his life.
"I love Kurt. I do. More than he'll ever know."