yourlipslookdelicious
April 28, 2012, 10:26 a.m.
You Know You love Me: Let It Be
E - Words: 1,942 - Last Updated: Apr 28, 2012 Story: Closed - Chapters: 24/? - Created: Nov 13, 2011 - Updated: Apr 28, 2012 486 0 0 0 0
Author's Notes: Chapter title taken from Let It Be - The Beatles. Don't own or anything.
Blaine lay between Kurt’s arms, their legs resting tangled amongst one another under the blanket, Blaine’s back against Kurt’s chest. Blaine’s fingertips ran up and down Kurt’s arm idly as Kurt whispered soft lyrics in his ear.
Settle down with me
Cover me up
Cuddle me in
Lie down with me
And hold me...in your arms
Blaine smiled and snuggled further back into him, his eyes sliding closed contently as Kurt continued to sing softly to him.
Your hearts against my chest
Your lips pressed to my neck
I’m falling for your eyes
But they don’t know me yet
And with the feeling I forget
I’m in love now...
Kurt kissed Blaine’s neck gently and loosened his grip around his waist to let Blaine turn in his arms so they were chest to chest. Blaine immediately tilted his head up to meet Kurt’s lips with his own, intimately and softly. Kurt smiled into the kiss and his lips followed Blaine’s backwards as Blaine made an attempt to pull away. Eventually, after a few moments of Kurt sucking gently on Blaine’s bottom lip, Kurt finally let him pull away and nuzzle into his neck.
Kiss me like you wanna be loved
You wanna be loved
You wanna be loved
This feels like falling in love
Falling in love
Falling in love
Blaine kissed him hard, his hand coming up to fan through Kurt’s hair and drag him closer, his own bottom lip becoming bruised and aching from Kurt’s teeth dragging across it as they pulled away.
“Do you ever stop singing?” Blaine laughed. “Seriously.”
“Seriously?” Kurt repeated, cocking an eyebrow, his forehead against Blaine’s. “Seriously, never.”
“Mmm” Blaine mumbled, turning onto his back and flopping down onto the mattress, Kurt’s arm still snug around his waist. “So,” Blaine started, Kurt turned his head on the pillow to look at him. “Are we gonna try this long distance thing then?” he asked carefully.
“I thought you said it’d never work with me,” Kurt teased as he nosed Blaine’s cheek softly.
“I thought you said it would if you worked hard at it,” Blaine countered, turning his head to rub his nose against Kurt’s as they both grinned.
“I don’t want to make you if you don’t want to Blaine” Kurt said finally.
“I know you’re not usually one for relationships, Kurt, but you know guys, and is this really the look of a guy who doesn’t want to?” he laughed.
“I’d say no, but you always seem to like to surprise me...so I’d rather leave that question open.”
“Are you seriously gonna make me say it?” Blaine smiled.
“I don’t know what you’re talking about...” Kurt licked his lips and grinned back at him.
Blaine leant forward and caught Kurt’s lips in his own, kissing heavily for a moment before pulling away completely.
“I want you, Kurt. I want you in every single sense of the word and I’ve given up trying to figure out what’s good for me because as much as people tell me it’s not you, you’re the only person to make me feel like this.” Blaine said as his eyes locked on Kurt’s.
“Good,” Kurt whispered.
“Good? That’s your reply...good?” Blaine laughed as Kurt sat up and placed his feet on the floor, pulling his sweater over his head to reveal a tight black shirt.
“I love you.” Kurt replied as Blaine pouted at him, his head placed firmly on the pillow facing him.
“Good.” Blaine repeated, a smile pulling at his lips.
“I hate you,” Kurt stood up and reached his hand out towards Blaine. “C’mon.”
“What? Where are we going?” Blaine whined.
Kurt walked forward until his knees rest on the edge of the bed and he reached both arms out to Blaine, wiggling his fingers.
“You are going to give your boyfriend a tour of the house, and then afterwards we can watch a movie and order a pizza or whatever you want to do.” Kurt said as Blaine took his hands and let him help himself up.
“Boyfriend, huh?” Blaine repeated as he stood up and headed for the stairs.
“Asshole.” Kurt laughed as he followed Blaine up the stairs and into the hallway.
*
Love may only be a four letter word but it has a lot of meanings.
Santana gave Sebastian, Marc, Puck, Rachel and Aaron a ride to Blaine’s. They stopped along the way to get some pizza, beers and soda before pulling into Blaine’s drive alongside his own car and walking straight into the house.
“I’m home.” She called out as she instructed the boys to put the pizzas and drinks onto the table. She walked into the living room and caught sight of Kurt and Blaine on the sofa, Kurt lay between Blaine’s legs, his head on Blaine’s chest, eyes closed and peacefully breathing. Blaine looked up at her and held a finger to his lips.
“He sleeping?” she asked curiously as the other stumbled into the room, immediately silencing when Santana glared at them.
Blaine nodded at her and shifted to pull himself up a little bit, his hand resting on Kurt’s back, and Kurt stirred. His head lifted slowly from Blaine’s shirt and he smiled sleepily at him lifting heavy eyelids.
“Hi” Kurt whispered.
“Hey you,” Blaine replied smiling down at him. Kurt was completely unaware of the other people in the room. Well, person, now that Santana had shooed everyone out and she stood grinning smugly at the doorway.
Kurt dragged himself up, clambering and shuffling until his hands were firmly rested on his boyfriend’s shoulders, and kissed Blaine sweetly.
“Love you,” Kurt mumbled against his lips as they pulled away. Blaine looked with adoration into his eyes.
“Love you too” Blaine replied.
“Well aren’t you two just the image of adorable right now.” Santana said.
Kurt turned around immediately. “Santana?”
“O-o-oh,” she laughed. “Oh sweetie,” she walked out of the room.
“What was that about?” Kurt asked as he turned back to Blaine.
“Bed hair...” Blaine ruffled his fingers through it and pouted cutely.
“Mmph.” Kurt flopped his head back onto Blaine’s chest, who wheezed dramatically at the impact onto his lungs.
“Get up, come on...” Blaine nudged Kurt upwards by shimming his body into a more comfortable sitting position until Kurt pulled off of him completely and sat up to rub his eyes.
“How long was I asleep?” he asked quietly as Sebastian, Marc, Rachel, Puck, Aaron and Santana found their way back into the room and each took a seat on the various sofas and chairs scattered around the living room with pizza and drinks.
“About an hour” Blaine replied, scooting into the corner of the sofa to let Santana sit on the other end. Kurt followed Blaine and cuddled into him.
“So...” Sebastian started a grin on his face. “Are you two like...” he signalled between them and Blaine and Kurt glanced to each other.
“Yes, Sebastian.” Blaine admitted.
“Good to have you back, buddy.” Sebastian replied.
“I should probably give you some kind of speech, Kurt...” Aaron began. “But your boys seem to have that covered, so I’ll just leave it down to them.”
Blaine kissed Kurt’s temple. “It’s alright; I think we’ll be just fine.”
“At least we might be able to get you to stop singing those really depressing songs in Glee...” Rachel added. “No matter how good you do sound acoustically”
Blaine blushed a little bit and Kurt turned to look at him.
“Like what?”
“Oh...I dunno just songs.”
“Come on, Anderson. Show your boy what you sung at Sectionals last week.” Puck grabbed for the guitar on a stand by the side of the sofa he was on and passed it around the room until it reached Blaine who took it gingerly.
“Fine, fine.” Blaine finally agreed, pulling himself away from Kurt to give him more room to be able to play. “But don’t go thinking this is all about you...” he glanced at Kurt and grinned as he strummed softly.
The strands in your eyes
That colour them wonderful
Stop me and steal my breath
And emeralds from mountains thrust towards the sky
Never revealing their depth
Tell me that we belong together
Dress it up with the trappings of love
I’ll be captivated,
I’ll hang from your lips,
Instead of the gallows of heartache that hang from above
I’ll be your crying shoulder
I’ll be love’s suicide
I’ll be better when I’m older
I’ll be the greatest fan of your life
As rain falls angry on the tin roof
As we lie awake in my bed
You’re my survival, you’re my living proof
My love is alive and not dead
Tell me that we belong together
Dress it up with trappings of love
I’ll be captivated,
I’ll hang from your lips,
Instead of the gallows of heartache that hang from above
I’ll be your crying shoulder
I’ll be love’s suicide
I’ll be better when I’m older
I’ll be the greatest fan of your life
The greatest fan of your life
The song hung in the air and everyone sat in silence. Blaine placed the guitar on the floor and laughed awkwardly.
“Yeah...uh, I mean I think it was better at Sectionals...”
“I really don’t deserve you.” Kurt said quietly, brushing Blaine’s hair behind his ear. Blaine nuzzled into the touch.
“No, you really don’t.” Sebastian laughed. “But you have him, so don’t let him go.”
“Don’t plan on it.” Kurt smiled and Blaine bought his hand up to cover Kurt’s cupping the side of his face.
“Are you two gonna be like this all night? Cause we’re about to eat...” Marc joked, pulling the pizza box lid back.
“No Marc, leave it, because when we get home we’re gonna have to put up with him being a lovesick puppy and I’d rather he did that without complaining that you clawed him away from Blaine all weekend.” Sebastian added, biting into his pizza.
“Santana,” Blaine said suddenly, turning to face her as Kurt nuzzled into his chest. “How was your date?” He picked up a piece of pizza from the box on the floor and held it to Kurt’s lips, who took a bite. Blaine smiled and took a bite himself as Santana was about to answer.
“A date!?” Rachel squealed.
“Berry I swear to god if you even breathe a word of this conversation to that little skank loving ex boyfriend of yours I will claw your hair out with my fingernails.”
“Wow.” Kurt whispered as Blaine fed him some more pizza.
“But it was good, Blaine. He’s nice, he’s hot and he took me to Breadstix, I mean I was hardly gonna say no...” she smiled sweetly at him.
“I swear to god if I took you to Breadstix you’d try to get with me.” He laughed.
“There’s an unlimited supply of breadsticks, Blaine. Unlimited.”
“Sweetie I’m gay.”
“Breadsticks, Blaine. Have some priorities.”
“Who was it with?” Aaron asked.
“Uh, Artie...”
“The wheelchair kid?” Puck interjected.
Santana glared at him. “You’re friends with him, Noah. Don’t be pulling this shit.”
“Woah, woah.” Puck threw his hands up in defence. “Yeah he’s alright.”
Rachel ate her pizza, swallowing thickly and gulped down some soda before standing up.
“What movie shall we watch first?” She avoided Santana’s eyes.
“Your choice, Rach.” Blaine announced.
“Hmm.” She thought for a moment before skipping over to a large cabinet and pulling the door open. “I know.” She grinned, running her finger along all of the DVD cases before reaching one she wanted and pulling it out. “Breakfast at Tiffanys!”
She put it into the DVD player and snuggled down on the floor with Puck, a blanket draped over them. Santana moved onto the, now free, sofa with Aaron and curled into his chest. Blaine and Kurt re-arranged themselves with Kurt as the little spoon and a duvet tightly wrapped around them. Blaine’s arms wrapped around Kurt’s chest, keeping them close together as his fingertips settled comfortably over Kurt’s heart, feeling his soft heartbeat as the movie played on.
All seems happy in Lima Land...makes you wonder what's happening back in Kurt's Kingdom, right? We bet you wish you'd never asked...
End Notes: I figured we all needed something nice for a while...things might start to get...complicated again soon. The songs used: Ed Sheeran - Kiss Me (what Kurt sung to him at the beginning, it's absolutely stunning seriously, go listen to it if you're not familiar.) also Edwin McCain - I'll Be, however I do picture it as being a guitar version of the piano acoustic cover by Boyce Avenue. reviews and stuff would be lush i just want to love each and every single one of you. Also I change my URL quite a lot on tumblr, my most recent is sebtanasmythe | tumblr ...I can see this one staying for a while, so come love me!