Aug. 10, 2014, 7 p.m.
Lottery: Chapter 21
E - Words: 1,675 - Last Updated: Aug 10, 2014 Story: Complete - Chapters: 35/? - Created: Jun 24, 2014 - Updated: Jun 24, 2014 180 0 0 0 0
Blaine curled closer to Kurt as the sun drifted through the window of their bedroom. It was Sunday morning and neither of them had school and they had gotten their assignments done the day before so that meant they could sleep in and just be lazy this morning.
Blaine ran the back of his hand lightly against Kurt's cheek and down his neck and then gave him a soft kiss to the temple. He was so stunning when he was asleep. Blaine smiled; actually, Kurt was always stunning, but right now his cheeks were rosy from the warmth of the comforter and his lips parted letting out little puffs of air. Blaine just watched him for a long moment, his fingers barely touching Kurt's skin as he trailed them up and down his arm.
It'd been a week since Cooper's big movie premiere and things had been hectic to say the least. Even though Cooper wasn't the lead, the media was calling him a “breakout star,” and he could hardly go anywhere without people recognizing him. This meant that people recognized Kurt as well.
They had been out for dinner one evening, just the two of them hands brushing against each other as they walked close. Nearly holding hands, but not quite, when a young woman spotted them and her eyes nearly fell out of her head.
“Oh my god! You're him! Your Cooper Anderson's Lifemate!”
They immediately took a little step away from each other as the woman squealed and ranted about how gorgeous Cooper was and how they were perfect together and how lucky Kurt must be. Kurt was polite and friendly until they were finally able to walk away. Blaine stuck his hands in his pockets so he wouldn't be tempted to reach for Kurt's.
Oddly though, Blaine was okay. He expected it to be harder than it was. Ever since Kurt got home from L.A., Blaine could tell he'd been putting extra effort into letting Blaine know how much he loved him.
They couldn't hold hands in public, but Kurt sat as close as he could on the couch by him when they studied. They couldn't give each other light kisses and flirty smiles while people were around, but Kurt would rush from NYADA and meet Blaine half way to have lunch with him as many days as he could. And maybe they couldn't tell each other “I love you” when others could hear, but Kurt would wake him up with kisses and a smile he reserved only for Blaine.
Blaine was content. He was slowly getting over his insecurities about Kurt and Cooper. If letting the world think Kurt was happily married to Cooper meant that Blaine and Kurt got to stay together it was worth it all.
Blaine loved Kurt so much it was like it flowed through him. It was like it was a part of him. He leaned over and kissed Kurt's cheek to wake him, and then he continued kissing his chin, down to his neck, and he saw Kurt's lips tip up in a smile.
“You're awake.” Blaine whispered.
“No, I'm not.” Kurt said, not opening his eyes.
Blaine smiled and then kissed Kurt's lips. Kurt kissed him back but kept his eyes closed. “Hmmm, kissing the sleeping prince doesn't wake him,” Blaine teased.
“I think you have to bring the sleeping prince some breakfast in bed in this fairytale,” Kurt said, still stubbornly keeping his eyes closed.
Blaine laughed and ran a thumb down Kurt's face. “I can do that.”
Blaine sat up and swung his legs over the side of the bed, stretching and yawning and looking around for his pajama bottoms that Kurt had frantically taken off of him sometime last night. He caught a glimpse of Kurt in the mirror by the bed, his eyes were open and very obviously scanning Blaine's naked backside.
“Cheater,” Blaine said and stood, pulling on his pajama bottoms that seemed to have been flung a few feet from the bed.
“I wasn't cheating,” Kurt said, snuggling into the comforter and closing his eyes again.
“Blaine! Kurt!” Cooper's voice rang through the apartment as they heard the front door slam closed.
“That's it, I'm confiscating his key.” Kurt groaned, hiding completely under the sheets.
Cooper burst into the room, his eyes shut tight. “If you two are doing it, stop, we have an emergency!”
“Cooper we aren't doing anything.” Blaine said, annoyed. “You can open your eyes.”
Cooper's idea of an emergency could be anything from a bad review to not having sugar for his coffee that morning. He really did need to learn boundaries and how to knock.
Cooper opened his eyes. “Oh good you're up.”
Kurt poked his head out from under the covers, his hair adorably sticking up in tuffs. “We aren't exactly up, Cooper. I have a good thing going here and you're messing with it.”
Cooper looked back and forth between them seriously, his face a little pale, and Blaine realized that they might actually have a real emergency here.
“Cooper, what's wrong?”
“My manager just called; she thought I'd like to know that an official from the Lifemate Registry is coming over today for a surprise inspection.”
That got their attention. Kurt sat up in bed, holding the covers over his chest. “What do you mean a surprise inspection?”
“Marie has some contacts in the Lifemate office. I don't know if she is on to us or just thinks I should have a heads up because I'm not great with impromptu interviews, but they are sending someone today to see how Kurt and I are doing as a couple.” Cooper pointed frantically back and forth between himself and Kurt.
Cooper's words sunk in, and Blaine started to panic, his heart in his throat. “Shit. Oh shit,” he said, spinning around the room and taking in how very Kurt and Blaine it was: his clothes in the closet, a picture of the two of them by the bed, god, his homework was spread across the coffee table in the living room. Why hadn't they planned for this? What was wrong with them? They had felt so safe, too safe.
Kurt was out of bed in a flash, the comforter wrapped around his waist. “Cooper, go grab a bunch of your stuff, clothes, nick-knacks, books, I don't know just stuff. Oh, the lactose-free milk in your fridge! Get that.”
Cooper nodded and ran from the room.
“Blaine you have to get your stuff out. Move it to your apartment downstairs. We can do this. I live with Cooper, his younger brother lives downstairs. We are going to be fine.”
Even through his panic, Blaine smiled a little. Kurt was good under pressure. Blaine started piling some of his things from the closet to the bed; he'd just grab some big trash bags to transport it all downstairs. He reached for the picture of the two of them taken on his last birthday from the lamp stand; he'd hide this somewhere downstairs.
Blaine didn't let himself stop and think about why the Lifemate Registry wanted to talk to his brother and Kurt; he just rushed back and forth between his apartment and Cooper's, making it look like he lived downstairs just as their leases said. They were careful to check the halls and make sure their neighbors didn't see them moving stuff around. Luckily, it was Sunday morning and most people were still in bed or already out for the day.
Once they had done a good job of eradicating Blaine from the upstairs apartment, they all took a moment to breathe. They stood in the living room and Blaine spun around to make sure they didn't miss anything.
“I mean it isn't the end of the world if they find something of Blaine's up here.” Cooper said. “He's my brother, he lives downstairs, and he visits a lot, right?”
“Right,” Kurt said nodding, and Blaine looked over at him to see that his hands were shaking a little and his face was pale. He walked up to Kurt and cupped the back of his neck, kissing him firmly. “It's going to be fine,” he said, pulling back and looking Kurt in the eye.
This was risky for all of them. If they were found out, it could even mean prison time. But the worst of it was on Kurt's shoulders, a thought that made Blaine's stomach squirm. Cooper would get charged with neglecting his Lifemate and opposing the Registry. Blaine would be charged with adultery for having a relationship with a paired person. But Kurt would be charged with neglect, opposition and adultery. And anything else the Registry thought they could throw at the three of them.
Blaine closed his eyes and leaned his head against Kurt's, “you can do this,” he said. “You'll be fine.”
Kurt's lips were in a tight nervous line as he nodded. “I just don't want to lose you,” Kurt said and Blaine wanted to cry. How Kurt could be concerned about them when his future was on the line? Blaine wanted to kick himself, he felt so guilty for putting Kurt in this position.
“Marie didn't know when they'd be coming today, but you should probably be downstairs when they get here.” Cooper said kindly, like he knew how afraid Blaine was to leave Kurt.
Blaine closed his eyes and stayed close to Kurt for a moment longer before he took a deep breath and a step back. “Right. Right.” He rubbed the back of his neck; he'd be stuck downstairs in Cooper's apartment not knowing how the interview was going up here.
“Keep me posted?”
“Of course,” Kurt said and swooped in for a quick kiss. Blaine had to make himself let Kurt go. He really shouldn't be here when the officials from the Registry arrived.
“You two… just be convincing.” Blaine said and thought about them on the red carpet together a week ago, they could do this.
“Hey,” Cooper said with a smile. “It's us, we're going to be amazing.”
Blaine smiled tightly and glanced at Kurt one more time; he seemed like he was trying to smile too. Then he turned and walked out the door and headed down to “his” apartment. This had to go smoothly.