July 15, 2014, 7 p.m.
The Ghost Of You Verse: One Shots: Barista Boy
E - Words: 1,115 - Last Updated: Jul 15, 2014 Story: Complete - Chapters: 17/? - Created: Oct 30, 2013 - Updated: Oct 30, 2013 145 0 0 0 0
For smellslikecraigslist and the nonny on Tumblr who wanted a little jealous Kurt. :)
Kurt sat at the table and turned Blaines coffee cup around with his fingers. Blaine had gone for his regular coffee run that morning and was now back making a snack and talking to Kurt about his job. Kurt was listening, but his mind was on the messy scrawl on the side of Blaines cup.
"For Mr. Medium Drip" it read, with a little heart and a phone number.
A heart. And a phone number.
Kurt bit his lip as a wave of... what? Jealousy? Washed over him. He looked back at Blaine who was smearing some cream cheese on his bagel.
"And I hate it when in feels like work, you know? I write better when it doesnt feel like a job." Blaine said finishing up and putting the cream cheese back in the refrigerator.
Kurt nodded and looked back at the cup tracing the phone number with the tip of his finger. He hated feeling jealous. He didnt have any reason to feel that way, Blaine wasnt his, they werent together. Besides, jealousy itself was a problem. It was ugly and mean and Kurt didnt want any part of it.
Who knew better than him what jealousy does?
Still he couldnt help feeling a sad swell in his stomach as Blaine sat down across from him and grabbed his cup of coffee to take a sip.
"And thats why I told them I would only work with polka-dotted kangaroos from now on." Blaine said.
Kurt looked up from where his eyes were still trained on that damn sharpied heart. "Wait... what?"
"I lost you there for a minute." Blaine said with a teasing smile. "What are you thinking about?"
"Sorry, sorry." Kurt said shaking his head. "I was listening, mostly."
Blaine laughed, "Its okay. I talk about work too much as it is."
Kurt just nodded absent mindedly as Blaine put down his cup and his fingers slide over where the phone number was. Kurts stomach felt tight and heavy and the back of his throat tickled.
No. No, he wasnt going to be that guy, he wasnt going to be some crazy jealous idiot like... like Sebastian. Kurt twitched uncomfortably in his chair at the thought. He wasnt like Seb, he wasnt.
Blaine reached over and grabbed his hand, holding it gently on the table top. "Whats wrong?"
"Nothing, nothings wrong." Kurt said quickly.
"Okay..." Blaines face scrunched up in concern. "But whats wrong?"
Kurt pasted on a smile and looked Blaine in the eyes. "Nothing you need to worry about. Really."
Blaine didnt look convinced, but his didnt push either. Instead he just squeezed Kurts hand and smiled. "Alright."
They were silent a moment as Blaine took his hand back and started munching on his bagel. All the while the little heart on Blaines cup seemed to be mocking Kurt.
He knew who had drawn it, Blaine had mentioned James. "his barista" a few times. And this wasnt the first time Kurt had to convince himself that he wasnt jealous... but now it seemed like maybe he was.
"Are you going to call him?" Kurt said out of the blue. And Blaine looked at him finishing his bite and tilting his head to the side. Blaine really needed to stop being so adorable.
"What?" Blaine said wiping his mouth. "Call who?"
Kurt nodded to the coffee cup. "James. He gave you his number. I think he must want you to ask him out. Are you going too? Because... because you should. I mean you hardly know anyone in San Francisco and you rarely get out. If you like this guy, why not ask him out? Is he cute? I bet hes cute. Obviously he thinks youre cute, and you are, and apparently he is too so you know you should-"
Blaine cleared his throat. "Uh... Kurt?"
Kurt stopped rambling and looked down at the table, then watched as Blaine picked up the cup and looked at it like it had just appeared in front of him.
"Huh." He said reading the little note.
The hot, uncomfortable jealousy swelling up in Kurt drained out of him. Blaine should go out with this guy if he wanted too. Who was Kurt to stand in the way? Blaine had no future with Kurt and Kurt, well... he had no future at all.
If this James guy could make Blaine happy then Kurt wanted that. But barista boy had better make Blaine happy. He better treat him well and understand how lucky he is and... and give Blaine flowers and encourage his music, and he better be kind and... oh my god what if they did start dating and Blaine brings him back here some day? And then Kurt would have to watch them make out or something!
Suddenly the tickling in his throat started again and it felt tight and dry.
He looked up to see Blaine starring at him, his chin cupped in his hand and elbow resting on the table. "You keep drifting away from me. I can see it in your eyes." Blaine said with a little smile.
"Oh I... yeah. Distracted." Kurt said.
"Im not going to ask James out."
"Why not?" Kurt asked his chest constricting.
Blaine shrugged. "Hes a nice guy. Really. But Im just not interested."
"Oh." Relief rushed through Kurt. "Youll meet someone sometime though."
"I guess."
"You will." Kurt said with confidence. "And whoever he is, he will be really lucky." Kurt smiled at Blaine feeling better. Blaine wasnt interested in barista boy, but he would find someone eventually and if Kurt was still around to see it happen than hed be happy for Blaine. Because Blaine deserved that. Blaine deserved good things.
Blaine reached for Kurts hand again and rubbed his thumb over it. "Im not actually looking for anyone right now."
"Oh." Kurt said again, a huge smile spreading across his face. He was quiet a moment enjoying Blaines hand in his before he spoke up, "If I helped with the song youre stuck on would it make work not feel so much like work?" Kurt said changing the subject.
Blaine looked down, "I think that would help. And..." Was Blaine blushing a little? "Did you just call me cute?"
Kurts eyes went wide and he sucked in a breath before Blaine looked back up and him and winked jokingly.
"Oh please!" Kurt said. "That would be the part you caught."
Blaine laughed and got up from the table, putting his plate in the sink and tossing the coffee cup into the trash. "What if we listened to some old Broadway records first? That might get me more in a writing mood."
"Okay." Kurt said, also standing.
He didnt know when Blaine would find someone who would steal his heart or if hed be around to see it. Kurt didnt know how much time he was going to have with Blaine, but he was going to make the most of the time they they did have.