It had been about a week since Blaine and Kurt had gone on their first date. They still went out to get coffee after school together, but they had only been on one real date together.

Blaine wanted to change that.

~*~*~

He gathered up his courage and held Kurt back after detention.

“Hey, Kurt, can you hang on for a sec?”

“Yeah, sure. What’s up?” 

Everyone had filed out, leaving them alone in the room.

“Do you think you might… Would you like to go on another date with me?”

“Blaine, you are blushing.”

“Shut up.” Blaine ducked his head to try and hide it.

Kurt had just laughed and kissed his cheek.

“I’d love to go on another date with you.”

~*~*~

Blaine could feel a smile grow on his face as he remembered the event, and if there was a little bounce in his step as he headed for the garage, no one could blame him.

“Where are you off to, hon?” His mother asked as he passed through the kitchen.

He had hoped to leave the house without many questions from either of his parents.

“Just going out,” Blaine said, still moving toward the garage.

“Whoa, hang on just a second,” she called after him. Looks like he wouldn’t be so lucky. “Where are you going?”

“I’m just going to hang out with a friend from school.” He did not feel like having this conversation with his mom, and he just wanted to leave.

She looked at him suspiciously and smirked, “Just a friend, huh?”

“Wh-what do you mean?”

“Come on, Blaine. I am your mother. You don’t think I can’t read my own son?”

Blaine sighed, “Okay fine. I’ve got a date.” Blaine was mentally prepared for the next part, where he would have to lie and pretend it was a girl he was dating just so he would not have to endure any long lectures or cold glances.

“What’s his name?” he mother asked sweetly instead.

Blaine could only stare at her blankly for a few moments. He was not expecting his mother to even acknowledge the fact that it was going to be a guy that Blaine was going on a date with. The subject of his sexuality had never come up since he came out. He figured his parents were abiding by the ignore-it-and-it-will-go-away philosophy.

“Y-you… his… what?”

“Look, honey. I know your father and I haven’t exactly been supportive of you these past few years, and I’m sorry for that. But, we are trying. It is just something that we have to get used to. I know we haven’t really been showing it lately, but we do love you. You are our son, and we love you no matter what, you just may have to give us a little bit of time.”

Blaine could feel moisture building behind his eyes, and he quickly went over to his mom and hugged her tight. She returned his embrace just as tightly.

“Thank you,” he said quietly.

When he pulled back, he had to wipe his eyes as she asked again, “So? What’s his name?”

Blaine chuckled a little, “Kurt. His name is Kurt.”

“And you’re happy?” his mother asked with a concerned look on her face.

Blaine simply nodded, trying to keep his smile from getting any larger.

“Okay, good,” his mother said with a nod of her own, “Well, I don’t want to make you late. You’d better get going.”

Blaine hugged her again, before thanking her again and heading out to his car.

“Exactly how old are you?” Kurt asked as Blaine pulled into the parking lot of their destination.

“What?” Blaine asked a little defensively.

“An arcade, Blaine? Seriously?”

“Aww, come on Kurt, it’s gonna be fun!” He said eagerly hopping out of the car and running around to the other side to open Kurt’s door.

“Are you sure about that?”

“Well it won’t be if you act like a sour-puss the whole time.”

“Oh shut up, Curly Top.”

Blaine led Kurt into the building that proclaimed itself to be “Games n’ Fun!” and immediately went toward the token machine. Kurt took a moment to look around the place. One wall was entirely devoted to prizes and there was a small bar off to the side that served sodas and concession stand food. There were loud and flashing arcade games all around the room with people there of all ages.

When Blaine came back over to Kurt, he was holding two cups, each about half full of tokens. He handed one to Kurt as he said, “I’ll try not to kick your butt too badly,” with a wink.

“Oh, you wish Anderson.”

Though Kurt was apprehensive at first, he had tons of fun playing with Blaine. Kurt beat Blaine at air hockey, but Blaine was the master in car racing. At one point Kurt won a fifty ticket bonus in some Wheel-of-Fortune-esque game, while Blaine stood by grumbled about beginner’s luck.

Blaine was playing a game and he looked so concentrated that Kurt couldn’t resist the temptation to mess him up. He walked up behind Blaine and poked his sides, causing him to jerk and loose his game.

“Hey!” Blaine exclaimed, turning to see Kurt innocently walking away. “Oh no you don’t,” he said wrapping an arm around his waist and pulling him back to him. “You’re not getting away that easily.” He tickled Kurt’s sides a few times for payback.

“Okay, okay!” Kurt said breathlessly after laughing so much. “No more!”

Blaine’s hand’s settled around his waist again, and he laughed a little. “Alright, well, I am going to turn in my tickets and get some drinks. You want anything?” Blaine said into his ear. Kurt couldn’t help but blush at the close proximity.

“Y-yeah. Anything is fine.”

“’Kay.” Was all Blaine replied before he slinked away from Kurt and went toward the prize counter.

Kurt had to catch his breath for a moment before he faced Blaine again. He and Blaine had been hanging out for a while now, and Kurt was amazed at how Blaine could still take his breath away. Kurt wandered aimlessly around the arcade as he thought about the increasing feelings he was developing toward Blaine.

He hadn’t lied when he told Quinn he was falling in love with Blaine, but what he wasn’t sure about was if he could already be hopelessly in love with him.

By the time Kurt had made it to the prize counter Blaine was already off getting their drinks. Kurt turned in his tickets and looked up at the huge wall of prizes. He saw a small grey bear with a bow tie sitting on one of the lower shelves, and he knew exactly what he was going to get.

Blaine was sitting at a small table, when Kurt found him again, with their drinks sitting in front of him.

“Hey,” Kurt said as he sat down.

Blaine smiled, “Hey, yourself. Did you get your prize, Mr. Win-the-jackpot-on-his-first-try?”

Kurt rolled his eyes, “You’re just jealous that I kicked your butt when you were so certain that you would beat me.”

“I’m tellin’ you, it was just beginner’s luck.” Blaine said shaking his head.

“I think you doubt me, Anderson.” Kurt said leaning forward in his seat a little.

“Is that so?” Blaine smirked as he leaned on his elbows resting on the table.

“Mhmm. Never underestimate a Hummel.”

“I’ll keep that in mind,” Blaine said as he laughed.

Kurt smiled in return, and pulled his prize out of its bag. “Here,” he said as he held out the bear.

“What?” Blaine looked surprised.

“It’s for you.”

Blaine gingerly took the bear from Kurt. “Thank you. He’s cute.” Blaine said as he tweaked its bow tie.

“I thought so too.” Kurt smiled.

“Here, I got something for you too,” Blaine reached over to the bag sitting next to him, “We can’t all be big-ticket winners like you, but it’s just something small.”

Blaine pulled out a small woven bracelet that had a rainbow of colors running through it. “I thought it was pretty, and you don’t have to wear it if you don’t want to, I just thought—“

Blaine was cut off when Kurt put his elbow on the table and held his wrist toward Blaine. He blushed a little bit as he tied it around Kurt’s wrist carefully. Kurt pulled his hand back and inspected the small bracelet.

“I love it.” He said, smiling up at Blaine.

Blaine felt giddy inside and could do nothing but return the smile.

After leaving the arcade, Blaine took Kurt to a nearby movie theatre where they caught a showing of a rom-com for the hell of it. About ten minutes into the movie Kurt had slid his hand into Blaine’s and they didn’t let go through the entire movie. They still hadn’t let go when they were walking out of the theatre into the cool night air.

“Admit it, Blaine. The only reason you wanted to see that movie was because Ryan Gosling was in it.”

“Hey, I didn’t hear any complaints from you about that!”

“Well I’m sure that anyone can appreciate the many assets that he brings to the movie industry.”

Blaine laughed loudly at what Kurt had said, and Kurt couldn’t keep the grin off his own face.

After Blaine stopped laughing, they got caught up in each other’s eyes and Blaine couldn’t help but squeeze Kurt’s hand a little tighter.

Kurt smiled at him and they began walking toward the parking lot.

Blaine had thought about what he was about to do before, but he didn’t want to wait any longer and he knew it was exactly what he wanted.

Before they got much further, Blaine stopped, which caused Kurt to stop too, their hands still being interlaced.

“Hey Kurt?”

“Yeah?”

“Can we… I mean, could you—“

Kurt stepped a little closer to Blaine, looking a little worried, “Blaine, what is it?”

Blaine took a deep breath and looked right into Kurt’s eyes.

“Kurt, will you be my boyfriend?”

There was silence between them for a few moments, in which Blaine thought he would die of nervousness, until a wide smile spread across Kurt’s face. He let go of Blaine’s hand, but only so he could pull Blaine’s face toward his for a deep kiss. Blaine responded with settling his hands on Kurt’s waist and returning the kiss. They pulled back after a few moments, both a little breathless.

“So, I’ll take that as a ‘yes’?” Blaine teased.

Kurt laughed and leaned his forehead against Blaine’s. “Yeah, yes. Yes.”

“Okay, good,” Blaine moved in to kiss Kurt again, but then he felt a drop of water fall onto his cheek. He paused and looked up at the sky, and suddenly, it steadily started to rain.

Kurt just laughed and said, “How cliché is this?”

Blaine laughed too and replied, “Incredibly cliché.”

By the time they had finished their short exchange, the rain was pouring down, quickly soaking the both of them. Blaine grabbed Kurt’s hand and they both began running toward Blaine’s car at the back of the parking lot.

What neither of them noticed was David Karofsky standing by the exit of the movie theatre, watching them both.

Kurt and Blaine ran to Blaine’s car through the rain, clutching each other’s hands tightly. Only when they reached the car did they let go to go to their respective sides. They climbed in and slammed the doors, blocking out the rain. When they looked at each other they couldn’t help but laugh at the sight of them both soaked from the rain.

Blaine ran a hand through his wet curls, and a few drops of water ran down his neck. Kurt followed the path of the drops as they rolled down Blaine’s neck and soaked into the collar of his shirt.

Blaine looked up and they caught each other’s gazes and held them for a few moments before Kurt reached forward and pulled Blaine toward him so he could crash their lips together. Their kiss started out slow and heady when Kurt slid his tongue between Blaine’s lips, and Blaine continued to deepen it when he returned the action. Kurt reached up to tangle his fingers in Blaine’s curls, and Blaine couldn’t help but let out a little moan.

Their kiss started to become frantic when Blaine began tugging on Kurt’s waist to try and get him closer.  Instead of moving across the seat, Kurt began to maneuver between the two seats to get to the back, and he pulled Blaine with him.

They eventually managed to end up in the back seat with Blaine on his back and Kurt hovering over him. Blaine pulled Kurt’s lips back down to his, and quickly pushed his tongue inside. Their kiss continued to build and become more heated; the both of them finding it hard to hold back little whimpers and moans, until Kurt unconsciously rolled his hips down against Blaine’s. They both froze and Kurt pulled back to see a shocked look on Blaine’s face.

“Oh god, I’m sorry Blaine. I didn’t mean to-- it just happened,” Kurt was trying to sit up and get off of Blaine when Blaine put a hand on Kurt’s arm to stop him.

“Why are you apologizing?” he asked as he pulled Kurt back toward him.

“Wh-what do you mean?”

“Kurt, please, I want you so bad. It felt good, please don’t stop.” Blaine panted as he moved up to capture Kurt’s lips again.

They exchanged a few more breathy kisses before Kurt broke away again, “Are you sure?”

Blaine answered him by pulling him back in for a fierce kiss full of teeth and tongue. Kurt could only moan and roll his hips again.

Blaine broke away to gasp for breath, “Oh god, yes, Kurt,” He said as he slowly rolled his hips up to meet Kurt’s.

Kurt attached his lips to the shallow dip between Blaine’s neck and shoulder, and began to suck and nip at the spot. He kept rolling his hips into Blaine’s as he kissed up Blaine’s neck to the soft spot behind his ear. Blaine’s breath hitched, and Kurt could feel Blaine was clinging to his back, most likely wrinkling his shirt; but at that moment, Kurt couldn’t find it in himself to care.

Blaine’s breath was coming out shorter and more quickly the tighter he held onto Kurt’s back. “Kurt, I—I’m gonna—nughh—I,”

Kurt covered Blaine’s mouth with his own to silence him, and began thrusting harder against Blaine. Blaine eagerly matched his movements, and it wasn’t long before he was moaning loudly into Kurt’s mouth as he came. Kurt followed shortly after, from seeing the look of ecstasy on Blaine’s face.

Kurt couldn’t help but collapse on top of Blaine after they were both completely spent and trying to catch their breath, with nothing but the sound of the rain beating against the car around them.

Kurt didn’t know how to approach the subject of what they just did, or what to say first, but Blaine eased his worry when he spoke first.

“Wow,”

Kurt lifted his head to look at Blaine, “Yeah?”

“Yeah.”

Kurt smiled and leaned up to kiss Blaine sweetly.

A couple days later, Kurt and Blaine were sitting in the detention room at a table together. Puck was lazily strumming his guitar and everyone else was singing small snippets of songs together. Kurt and Blaine were sitting close to each other, with their hands laced between them.

When they had come into the detention room earlier, they had sat at the same table and began working separately. Blaine was reading a book he had assigned for one of his classes while Kurt sat sketching something into a notebook. While Blaine was reading he felt Kurt gingerly reach out and take his hand to twine their fingers together. Blaine only smiled and squeezed Kurt’s hand back without looking up from his book.

After they had been sitting like that for about ten minutes, Blaine finally looked up to see Kurt still concentrating on whatever he was sketching.

“What are you working on?” Blaine asked as he closed his book and scooted closer to Kurt’s side.

He peered over to Kurt’s notebook, and saw what looked to be a design for a very handsome suit.

“Oh my gosh, Kurt. Did you design that?”

Kurt simply nodded his head.

“Wow, that’s amazing! Do you have others? Can I see more?”

“Whoa, Blaine, calm down.” Kurt laughed at the sight of Blaine becoming more and more like an excited puppy. He started flipping through some other designs, and Blaine was transfixed by Kurt’s work.

“These are fantastic, Kurt. Is this what you want to do?” Blaine said has he continued observing the drawings.

Kurt nodded again, “Yeah, I want to go to New York. I figure maybe I could get an internship out there or something. I just want to get out of this hell hole, you know?”

Blaine met Kurt’s eyes, “Yeah, I do know. And don’t worry Kurt. With a talent like yours, any place would be lucky to have you. These really are amazing Kurt.”

Kurt blushed and said, “Thank you,” while he squeezed Blaine’s hand a little.

Blaine gave him a beaming smile. “No problem,” he said as he leaned forward and gave Kurt a small kiss on the cheek, which caused Kurt to blush even harder. It amazed Blaine how different and relaxed Kurt was when there were no other people from school around. 

“Now, I was wondering,” Blaine said when he pulled back, “will you sing with me?”

Kurt looked surprised, “Really?”

“Yes,” Blaine replied, “Ever since I heard you sing for the first time, I have really wanted to sing with you. Please?”

Kurt smiled at him, “Yes, of course.”

Blaine stood up and tugged Kurt with him toward the front of the room.

Blaine asked Puck to borrow his guitar, and then whispered the song into Kurt’s ear to make sure he knew it. Kurt nodded in agreement and Blaine sat on one of the desks to get ready to play. Kurt sat close beside him, and everyone else in the room turned their attention to the pair to watch the performance.

Blaine began strumming the opening notes, and then started to sing the first verse.

“He’s been, waitin’ around for the weekend,

Figuring which club to sneak in,

With fancy drinks and fifty dollar cover charge.

Lately its been a big hassle,

With Heineken and New Castle,

To make sure he’s fittin’ in and livin’ large, disreguard,

The lies that he will tell and what he’s probably like cause,

It’s not hard, his charm is gonna get him through the night,”

Blaine hopped off the desk and danced around in front of Kurt a little while he sung the chorus. Kurt couldn’t help but laugh and shake his head in fondness.

“Cause if he wanna rock he rocks,

If he wanna roll he rolls,

He can roll with the punches long as he feels like he’s in control and a,

If he wanna stay he stays,

If he wanna go he goes,

He doesn’t care how he gets there, long as he gets somewhere he knows,

Oh no, na na na na na

Na na na na na na na

Ah na na na na na

Na na na na na na na.”

Blaine returned to his spot next to Kurt on the desk as he finished the chorus. Kurt bumped his shoulder as he started to sing the next verse.

“See her, heavy makeup and cut t-shirt,

Every girl out wants to be her,

But they look the same already why adjust,

Readin the magazine secrets, forgetting the topical regrets,

Cause if she comes home all alone the night’s a bust, it’s a must,

The swivel in her hips and the look she gives its,

All her trust, if only in the morning she knew where she lived.”

Kurt got up off the table as he began the chorus, dancing around the room and urging the other’s from their seats to dance along.

“Cause if she wanna rock she rocks,

If she wanna roll she rolls,

She can roll with the punches long as she feels like she’s in control and a,

If she wanna stay she stays,

If she wanna go she goes,

She doesn’t care how she gets there, long as she gets somewhere she knows,

Oh no, na na na na na

Na na na na na na na

Ah na na na na na

Na na na na na na na.”

Blaine left the desk to dance around with the others during the chorus, and he handed the guitar off to Puck to finish the rest of the song. Kurt and Blaine continued the song, singing and dancing together.

“And in a wink, they’re on the brink,

From drink to drink, and at the bar, with cash to blow,

From shot to shot, it’s getting hot,

Advance the plot, see how far it’s gonna go,

It all depends, so ditch the friends and grab a cab,

Another chance at cheap romance,

Doesn’t count cause the room is spinnin,

Nothing to lose tonight they both are winning,”

As they were singing they started to dance closer and closer until they were mere inches apart.

“And they fall in love as they fall in bed, they sing,

“If they wanna rock they rock,

If they wanna roll they roll,

They can roll with the punches long as they feel like they’re in control and a,

If they wanna stay they stay,

If they wanna go they go,

They don’t care how they get there, long as they get somewhere they know,

Oh no, na na na na na

Na na na na na na na

Ah na na na na na

Na na na na na na na.”

As they finished the song everyone applauded their performance, accompanied by a few wolf-whistles from Puck.

Blaine took Kurt’s hand and whispered a “Thank you” into his ear.