Kurt and I had to part, because he had to go back to Lima to see his family. I knew his stepbrother, Finn, and his dad, Burt, and his stepmother, Carole, had been trying to get him back for a weekend for a very long time. Even though they lived together, between school, Warblers and other Dalton activities, Kurt hadn’t really had a chance to spend time with them. They’d been pestering him about it, and when I thought of it, I did steal most of Kurt’s weekend time away from them. It was good for him to have a Blaine-less weekend, despite having driven from Lima to Dalton for our morning coffee date.
After walking Kurt to his car and assuring him that my hand was fine, and after he slipped a chocolate chip cookie into my hand when he was leaving, I returned to the dorm room to find Jeff still in his pyjamas, sitting on the sofa and texting someone furiously.
“Hey Jeff,” I said nonchalantly, before casually lying back on my bed and hacking into the cookie Kurt had bought me to call it even.
Jeff immediately looked up from his phone and began pestering me.
“HOW DID IT GO?! TELL ME EVERYTHING!”
“Wow, Jeff, you’re crossing into psycho-obsession-land, here.”
“Shut up! Tell me!”
“Well, I bought the coffees and croissants-“
“You remembered his coffee order?” Jeff interjected.
“Yeah, I’ve remembered it from the first day he mentioned it.”
“OH KURTIEBEAR CUDDLE TIME!!!!!!!!”
I glared at Jeff and refused to say anything else until he apologised.
“Okay. Sorry dude. Continue.”
“Okay. So... I had everything ready for when he came in. He sat down, we laughed a bit and then I basically just got down to it. I told him the gist of it. I told him what I like about him and I told him – in loose terms – that I wanted to be with him.”
“...........AND?!??!”
“Well, that’s when I started shaking and spilling my coffee all over my hand, burning myself in the process.”
“You idiot, Blaine.” Jeff was way too amused by that.
“Do you want me to keep going? No? Okay then. I’ll stop...”
“YOU CAN’T LEAVE ME HANGING HERE!!!”
“Fine! Fine! Okay. So Kurt basically sat there looking at me and then he told me that he does in fact have feelings for me too. He told me some things about me that he likes.”
“HE LIKES YOU TOO!!!!!!! AHH! I KNEW IT!”
“Jeff! CALM YOURSELF!”
“I’m sorry dude, I’m just so excited. What happened next?”
“Well, I officially asked him out.”
Jeff threw himself on top of me and gave me a bro-hug, or whatever he calls it. He fist-bumped me, and then promptly jumped off my bed and ran to the door.
“What’re you doing?” I asked.
“Nothing,” Jeff said with an evil grin.
I knew what that look meant.
“Don’t you dare.”
Jeff threw open our dorm room door and shouted down the hall, “ANDERSON AND HUMMEL!!!! IT’S ON!!!!!!!!!”
Much to my surprise, I heard raucous applause and cheering. There were even some catcalls, but I suspected those came from David. I heard a gavel banging, too. No guessing who that was.
I pulled Jeff back into the room and slammed the room shut.
“Are you okay there?! Telling everyone my personal business! I thought you said no one else noticed!”
“I lied, man. We’ve had bets on you for ages.”
I just shoved a laughing Jeff back onto his bed and walked back over to my bed, grinning.
“You’re not mad at me, dude, are you?”
“No, Jeff. To be honest, I’m too happy to be mad at you.”
“That’s actually kinda cute. And gross. IT’S KURTIEBEAR CUDDLE TIME!!!!!!!!!!!!!”
And with the throw of a pillow, Jeff shut up until we both started laughing and just hanging out like we normally do. Best friends, just chilling in our dorm room, talking about girls (and boys, in my case) and eating so much junk, it could feed a small country. It felt good to be happy. And when my phone buzzed in my pocket, I felt happier instantly:
From: Kurt Hummel
Thankyou for this morning... Best coffee date we’ve had. Coffee on Monday? :)
I replied back without hesitation:
To: Kurt Hummel
Of course. Coffee at seven. Can’t wait. :)
I thought that’d be the end of the texts, but when my phone buzzed again, I grinned hopelessly at the sight of Kurt’s name.
From: Kurt Hummel
Nor can I. I’ll be counting down. :)
Needless to say, Jeff found it very amusing and proceeded to sing his KURTIEBEAR CUDDLETIME song around our room for the rest of the day. He had a couple of bruises by dinnertime, but he enjoyed it. And I still wasn’t mad, because I’d finally taken the leap. I finally had my chance with the boy that I can’t stop thinking about.