Nov. 29, 2012, 2:09 a.m.
Baby, it's Cold Outside: December 31st, Monday
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Baby, it’s Cold Outside – December 31st, Monday
Blaine woke up and found Kurt cuddled to him. He couldn’t help but grin and started kissing Kurt’s neck:
“Good morning sleepyhead.”
Kurt just groaned in response and Blaine intensified the kissing. Finally, Kurt adjusted himself and they made eye contact. Kurt ran his fingers through Blaine’s hair:
“Good morning Blaine. How was your night?”
Blaine smiled at him:
“One of the best of my life… Yours?”
“So nice. I’d forgotten how good it was.”
“It? You mean you haven’t… since we…”
Kurt looked away:
“I don’t want to talk about it.”
Blaine couldn’t hide his smirk as he returned to kiss Kurt below his ear:
“I’m afraid you already did, sweetie.”
Something about how cocky Blaine’s remark had sounded just stabbed Kurt. The two sides of his brain got into battle again and, before he knew it; the venomous comment had slipped his lips:
“So this is how a hook-up feels like…”
Blaine froze immediately. He got away from Kurt mumbling nonsenses:
“I… I have to… enough… excuse-me.”
Kurt watched him leaving the room with hurt written all over his face. Why did he have to say that? Kurt knew he hadn’t sorted out his feelings yet; but there was no need to be so mean. He hid his head on his hands and let the tears fall.
Meanwhile, Blaine had gone to the bathroom and was cursing himself in the mirror. How could he have been so stupid? How could he have thought that Kurt could ever forgive him? Kurt didn’t thrust him anymore and never would. But hadn’t it been worth it? Wouldn’t he do it all again just to have Kurt in his arms for one more night? All the pain he was now feeling made him doubt it.
Blaine didn’t wait Kurt or Rachel to eat breakfast and excused himself for going out with them for lunch saying he had a headache. His head indeed was hurting a lot from all the mixed feelings he was facing. He knew Kurt was the love of his life and that he would do anything to have him back; at the same time, Kurt’s rejection gave him more pain than anything else and he wasn’t sure he could face another. To top things up; Rachel’s words from yesterday kept echoing in his head.
Kurt and Rachel got home and found Blaine laying on the air-mattress in the living-room while staring at the ceiling. Kurt just shook his head and went to his bedroom. Rachel approached Blaine:
“Hey…”
Blaine looked at her to answer:
“Hey.”
Blaine got back at staring at the ceiling and Rachel sighed and sat on the mattress near his feet. He spoke still not making eye-contact:
“You don’t need to bother saying: ‘I told you so’”.
She lightly put her hand on his leg:
“I’m your friend, you know? I’m friends with both of you and all I want is to see you two happy.”
He looked in her direction and she took it as a positive sign she could go on:
“Are you still going to the party with us?”
“I haven’t decided yet.”
She smirked at him and patted his leg as she got up:
“I really think you should. The Blaine I know wouldn’t give up because of one misplaced comment.”
He was surprised and it took a while for him to call her back:
“Rachel! What made you change your mind from our conversation yesterday?”
She smirked once more:
“Gee, I don’t know… Just remember were I’m coming from. There are things a bystander can see better than the people inside the action…”
Blaine decided to go to the party: it would be probably better than standing in the cold alongside with the crowd at Time Square. However, he and Kurt had barely exchanged two words the whole way. As soon as they got at the part; Rachel and Kurt disappeared greeting their new friends. Rachel had only made sure to introduce him once more to Brody who showed him where he could get food and drinks.
Blaine got himself a drink and stood by a window. He saw Kurt moving around, talking to some people and dancing. He couldn’t take his eyes away from the boy that lived in his dreams and whose smell was still fresh in his memory. Scenes from last night started flashing on Blaine’s head and he looked out of the window fighting his tears.
When Blaine looked back in the room, he found Kurt staring at him from afar. Their gaze met and they fixed it at each other for a while. Kurt broke the eye-contact and Blaine’s eyes followed him as he whispered something in a guy’s ear. Blaine knew it was one of the hosts and he felt the pain taking over his chest as the guy smirked at Kurt and gave him a wink. He knew he should look away, but he couldn’t; so he saw Kurt giggling as he held the guy’s hand and walked away. Then Blaine had too much and went back to staring out of the window.
Blaine wasn’t aware it was almost midnight as Kurt touched his shoulder. He just turned to see who it was and couldn’t control the smile forming on his lips. Kurt bit his lips before speaking:
“Could you come with me?”
Blaine just nodded and Kurt added:
“Grab your coat and follow me.”
Kurt leaded him out of the apartment and they took the elevator to the top floor. When they reached there, Kurt took a key out of his pocket and opened a door that said: “stairs to the rooftop”. Blaine looked at him puzzled:
“Kurt, what are you doing?”
Kurt smirked at him:
“Do you trust me?”
Blaine sighed and nodded. Kurt took his hand:
“Then come along.”
They stepped outside in what looked like a terrace. The chilling air hit against Blaine’s face.
“Kurt, what are we doing here? It’s freezing!”
“It will be worth it. Look in that direction.”
Blaine approached Kurt who was standing near the rail and he saw what Kurt was pointing out. From where they were standing, there was a view of Times Square and the ball that would drop in a few seconds. Blaine blinked amazed. He read Kurt’s ringing laughter and could form his words:
“Kurt! How did you know that?”
“I came here with Rachel to meet Brody. This is where they rehearsal and he showed me the view. I talked to one of the hosts tonight and he said they were just having the party downstairs because it’s too cold up here. He gave me the key and said I could come if I wished to try my luck.”
They saw the ball dropping but all they could hear were the fireworks coming from inside them as they kissed at midnight.