Word is that new kid’s party is getting wild, he’s invited loads of kids from his old life…who knows how Hummel will react when his little new kid’s not so shy anymore.

“Blaine.”

Blaine smiled, but swallowed another gulp of his drink before turning around with a frown.

“Hey Kurt, how was London?”

Kurt didn’t answer, he stared directly into Blaine’s eyes, not saying a word, his face like stone…Blaine couldn’t read him at all.

“…uh, Kurt?”

Kurt continued staring, it was as if he was trying to break Blaine. Blaine smiled as he took another sip of his drink.

“Wanna share that?” Aaron whispered, hot air brushing Blaine’s cheek as he realised how close Aaron was behind him, head resting on Blaine’s shoulder. Kurt dragged his eyes away from Blaine to look at Aaron.

“Sure.” Blaine smiled, holding the cup to his lips as Aaron took it out of his hand.

Aaron kissed Blaine’s cheek sweetly after he had finished having a drink and handed it back to him.

“Thanks,” he whispered.

“mm you’re welcome.” Blaine replied softly, his head spinning slightly from his alcohol levels.

Aaron ran his hand along the opposite side of Blaine’s neck, hand stretching over the side of his cheek and nudging Blaine to turn his head towards him. Blaine obliged and gently closed his eyes as Aaron lent forward to kiss him hard, he slipped Blaine’s bottom lip between his lips and sucked gently as they pulled apart.

“I’ve gotta go see Rach, I’ll meet you later?” he whispered, eyeing Kurt suspiciously.

“Later.” Blaine promised. Aaron grinned and turned on his heel to walk away.

“Sebastian wants you.” Kurt said bluntly, signalling behind Blaine. Blaine turned around and saw Sebastian, Marc and Nick all watching what had just happened. He didn’t turn back to Kurt, he walked straight over to them in the kitchen.

“Who is he?!” Nick said.

“Alright Nick keep your dick in your pants.” Jeff quipped as he bought over a tray of shots. He handed one to every one and then dropped the tray onto the kitchen counter.

“He’s an old friend.” Blaine couldn’t help but smile. Puck stumbled to his side and put his arm around Blaine’s shoulders.

“Friend?! Dude, I’ve known you since you were three years old man!” Puck slurred. He turned to Sebastian, Marc, Jeff and Nick as if he’d just realised they were there.

“Puck.” he introduced himself holding out his fist to each of them as they bumped theirs against his.

“So Puck… Who’s Aaron?” Sebastian asked.

“Aaron Cooper…” he gazed dramatically as if he was starstruck by the name itself and Blaine slapped his palm into Puck’s chest.

“Aaron is Blaine’s best friend besides San, obviously.”

“Yeah, that seems accurate.” Blaine added, thankful for the discretion.

“Okay so you know I told Kurt that Blaine had sex with someone on a piano and then James…Blaine’s dad, had to buy the school a new one?” Santana was suddenly at Blaine’s other side. “Aaron. Well, 6 of the times, at least.” she added with a smile.
“…a piano?” Marc asked.

“Kurt never told you?” Santana asked, genuinely confused. She smiled anyway and turned back out of the room, dragging Puck with her.

“a piano?” Marc repeated, to Blaine more this time.

“it was, a bet…sort of. It’s a long story.” Blaine shrugged it off.

“a bet? Six times?” Sebastian pressed.

“Yeah, it’s complicated.”

“I think you need another drink, Anderson.” Jeff suggested.

Rachel - dragging Aaron by his elbow - skipped up beside Blaine, shoving a beer into his hand.

“Drink up, cutie. We gotta get you good and drunk!” She squealed. Aaron laughed at her enthusiasm and handed some beers out to all the other guys.

“Yeah, drink up, baby.” Aaron encouraged with a grin.

Blaine smiled at both of them, shrugged and took a long swig of his drink.

“How long are you staying then, Aaron?” Marc asked.

“I’m leaving tomorrow. I’ve gotta get back to Lima.”

“Leaving so soon?” Rachel said with a pout. Blaine frowned.

When someones past overflows, it’s easy to let your present slide out of the door.

“Blaine,” Sebastian said a while later, walking through the crowd to find him. “Blaine!” he yelled when he finally caught his eye. Blaine finished his shot and walked - well, stumbled - over to him.

“Hey Seb! Having a good time?!” he grinned.

“Yeah! This party’s amazing, but Kurt’s about to leave. If you want him to stay you need to go find him.” he said.

“Thanks man. Go get another drink!” Blaine said smiling, at that moment Aaron grabbed Sebastian’s arm and pulled him over to where they were doing shots. Sebastian laughed and joined in easily.

“Hey, where are you going?” Blaine asked on the front porch, where he’d followed Kurt out. It was quieter.

“I don’t think I’m very welcome here.” Kurt announced, he sounded pissed off.

“I wouldn’t have invited you if you weren’t.”

“I didn’t mean by you.”

“Then who?”

“Why is Aaron here?” Kurt said, crossing his arms over his chest.

Blaine choked out a laugh, it was more the alcohol talking but he didn’t care.

“Are you fucking kidding me?” Blaine laughed. “You’re jealous?!”

“I’m not jealous, Anderson.” Kurt said irritably.

“You are!” he fought.

“Did you two date?” Kurt switched the topic.

“Uh, yeah, a few times, why?” Blaine asked, sitting on the wall near where Kurt was standing.

“and you’re fine with your ex turning up here and kissing you like that?”

“He’s one of my best friends, Kurt. I don’t see why my past is any of your business.”

“So if Puck came out here and made out with you, that’d be okay?”

“It wouldn’t be the first time.” he mumbled.

“Wow, okay.”

“The past is the past.” Blaine pressed. He winced as he heard something smash indoors, and then grinned when he heard Santana screaming in Spanish at whoever broke it.

“She’s insane.” Kurt commented.

“She’s incredible.” Blaine added.

“and him?” Kurt asked, nodding towards the window where he could see Aaron making out with some guy.

“So is he.” Blaine said softly. “This is who he is, don’t freak out about it.”

“Do you love him?”

“I’ll always love him. But I’m not in love with him, no.”

“what about him with you? Does he-“

At that moment, the door swung open and Aaron stumbled through.

“Sorry guys! Anderson, I just need to ask…will Luce care if I have sex with someone in her bed?”

“Has she ever cared? You know the rules, Cooper. Clean up after.”

“You’re the best!” Aaron exclaimed, rushing over to hold Blaine’s head between his hands and kiss him hard and deep. He pulled away and headed back indoors. When the door was about to slam, Santana pushed it back open and walked straight over to Blaine.

“Time?” she said sternly, Kurt watched in confusion.

“11:26.” Blaine stated.

“Puck.” she said sadly.

“Shit.” he handed her some money and she turned back indoors.

“What was…that about?” Kurt asked when the door slammed.

“Oh, every party we have a bet to see how long it’ll take for Aaron to fuck someone. I had 11pm, Puck had 11:20, San had 10:30 and Rach had 10:45. Puck was closest so he wins.”

“and Aaron knows?”

“he knows we do it but not the times cause otherwise he would just make me win. And it doesn’t count if it’s me”

“Right.” Kurt paused. “How are you not really drunk? I’ve seen how much you’ve been drinking.”

Blaine shrugged. “Used to it, I guess.”

“I hate him.” Kurt stated simply.

Blaine laughed. “Aaron?”

Kurt nodded.

“For what reasons?”

“I don’t like the way he just came in here and expected everything to be the same as it was back where you lived before.”

“Isn’t it the same?” Blaine asked, resting his head back against the wall, it was sort of like a seat.

“No.”

“No?”

“No.”

“So now you’re just running away?”

“I’m not running away.”

“You’re outside at a party.”

“That’s not running away.”

“Right.”

There was a long pause, Kurt walked over and sat on the same wall, opposite Blaine.

“What are we doing?” Blaine asked. “You hated me.”

“Everyone deserves a second chance.”

“Even Aaron?”

“No.” Kurt smiled a little.

“Come back inside? Seb and Marc are staying over, you might aswell join us.” he suggested.

“Okay.” Kurt obliged.

“By the way, you have no reason to be jealous. You kiss me all the time.”

“Not like he did.”

“You mean in front of everyone?”

“Uhuh.”

“I guess your reputation means more.” he smiled a tiny bit and walked inside, leaving the door open for Kurt, who waited a few moments before rushing after him.

“What’s that supposed to mean?!”

“You’re just too scared, I guess.” Blaine said as he reached the kitchen.

When he turned around, he saw Kurt talking to Puck. He just shook his head and went to find Santana.

Blaine found Puck putting the stage back down half an hour later.

“Dude what are you doing?!”

“Your man wants to sing.”

“again?”

“Not Aaron.”

“oh.”

Rachel squealed as she ran back onto the stage and grabbed the microphone.

“Hi New York!” she said giggling. “Before Kurt sings…” there was a few mumbles from the party. “me and my boy Blaine are gonna sing the song we always sing at parties.” Santana shoved a mic into Blaine’s hand and pushed him on the stage as a very thick bass shook the room.

He laughed and started singing.

Rachel grinned and picked up her mic, dancing around Blaine and the stage proudly.

Rachel tripped off of the stage into Kurt’s arms, he helped her back to her feet and left a hand pressing to her back to make sure she was stable.

“I know your brother!” she exclaimed.

“My brother?”

“His brother? Kurt has a brother?” Marc asked.

Sebastian looked concerned and spoke up.

“Kurt…”

“My brother?” Kurt repeated.

“Finn!” she squealed.

“Finn’s your brother?!” Blaine asked.

“Finn Hudson?! Your brother?!” Santana laughed. “Oh honey you’re even more hopeless than I thought.”

“Wait, Finn is your brother?” Blaine asked again, actually hoping to get an answer.

“Not here Blaine.” Sebastian said for him.

“How do you know Finn?” Kurt spat.

“Who’s Finn?!” Marc asked, tired of being left out of everything.

“Rachel’s ex boyfriend.” Santana was just adding more fuel to the fire.

“You dated him?!” Kurt cocked his hip and shot Rachel a dirty glare, Puck noticed and put his arm around her.

“Where does he even live?” Marc asked.

“With his dad.” Kurt said simply. “He’s my half brother. Carole is both our mom, but his dad is Peter and mine’s Burt.”

“Why haven’t I heard about him before?” Marc asked.

“Finn is a Lima loser.” Santana said simply.

“SHOTS!” Jeff yelled. Puck, Rachel, Marc, Sebastian and Santana all rushed over to the kitchen to do shots, leaving Blaine and Kurt.

“You knew that I knew him.” Blaine glared.

“Yes.”

“Were you ever going to tell me?”

“No, Blaine, I wasn’t.”

“Fuck you. Why can’t you just be honest, for the first time?” Blaine knew it was the alcohol talking, but honesty tended to pour out of him when he was drunk.

“Do you really want me to be honest with you?!” Kurt grabbed his arm and dragged him to the nearest door, when he slammed it, he realised how dark it was. He couldn’t see anything.

“We’re in the closet.” Blaine whispered, the door muffled the sound incredibly well. Blaine clicked the lock.

“Do you really want me to be honest with you?” Kurt whispered again.

“Yes.”

“I…” Kurt started, he felt himself smile but realised that didn’t matter, no one could see him.

He leant forward a little and felt out for Blaine’s shoulders. As soon as he felt them, he met his lips softly, taking Blaine’s bottom lip between his lips immediately and wrapping his arms around Blaine’s shoulders. When he felt Blaine’s arms wrap around his waist, he melted further into him, backing him against the wall. Blaine leaned farther into the kiss, but there was no urgency, if it was someone’s first kiss, it would definitely be the perfect one. It was soft and warm. When Blaine pulled back a little bit, Kurt whined instinctively and leant further forward to catch his lips again.

Blaine smiled a little a kissed him a final time before tugging Kurt’s hips a tiny bit away from him to break the kiss. As the kiss ended, Kurt leant forward for one final peck before pulling back completely.

“You confuse the fuck out of me.” Blaine whispered, resting his forehead against Kurt’s.

“I don’t know what I want.” he admitted.

“You want an internship at Vogue.” Blaine stated simply. Kurt laughed, a real laugh, not a fake put on one, it was real and it made Blaine smile, it was beautiful.

“I don’t. I just told my dad that so he’d get off my back.”

“I’m drunk.” Blaine said simply.

“Me too.” Kurt agreed.

“When can we go to bed? I need to lie down.”

“Now?” Kurt suggested.

“You were gonna sing!” Blaine suddenly remembered.

“I’ll sing later,” he whispered, leaning forward to kiss Blaine sweetly.

“What is with you tonight?” Blaine grinned.

Kurt just kissed him again.

“Come on. Let’s go lie down.” Kurt suggested.

Blaine stepped forward and unlocked the door. He pushed the door open, letting Kurt out first; who grabbed his hand and dragged him after. Kurt lead them through the amount of people still dancing and talking under the loud music until they reached the stairs.

“Come on, I’ll show you.” Blaine said, kissing him quickly before leading him up the curved staircase.

They reached the top and Blaine directed Kurt to the end of the corridor where another small staircase lay. Before they reached it, Blaine smacked his fist on a door to the left three times.

“Fuck off, Blaine!” Aaron yelled, Blaine laughed and continued to the end of the corridor.

“Up again.” he said quietly, directing Kurt up the last few steps until they reached the third floor, which was just a large room and a bathroom.

“This is it, I guess.” Blaine shrugged, finally letting go of Kurt’s hand.

Kurt looked around for a moment before walking over to the bed and jumping happily onto it to lay down.

“I love it.” he giggled happily. Blaine kicked off his boots and walked over to join him, he snuggled immediately down into his duvet.

“it’s okay I guess,” Blaine added.

Kurt pushed his body up to pull the blanket over him as well and kept moving until his body was pressed firmly against Blaine’s.

“I think it’s perfect.”

Blaine laughed and snuggled into him as well, not caring how drunk he suddenly felt. He shivered.

“C’mere.” Kurt whispered, he nudged his arms around Blaine’s waist and tugged him closer until his head was nuzzled in Blaine’s neck and they were both covered with the blanket and their legs had tangled themselves amongst each other.

For a while they were silent, just breathing and holding each other. Kurt could feel Blaine’s heart beat, it gave him a foreign kind of comfort, something he’d never had before. One part of him wanted to run, but he’d never be able to get away from Blaine, he had managed to get under Kurt’s skin, he couldn’t turn his back now. Blaine let his eyes close softly but his brain buzzed, keeping him wide awake.

“I feel wrecked.” Blaine mumbled, kissing Kurt’s head.

Kurt pulled his head away from Blaine’s neck and shuffled up to rest their heads at the same level.

“You look pretty great.” Kurt let his hand run through Blaine’s hair. “No gel.” he mumbled.

“Yeah, I uh- you said you liked it.”

“You’re honest when you’re drunk.” Kurt grinned.

“I am, it’s not always a good thing.”

“I think it’s great.”

“You would.”

“Oh? And why’s that?”

“Because you like me, even if you won’t admit it to yourself.” Blaine whispered slowly, carefully.

“I-” Blaine didn’t interrupt, Kurt just stopped and nervously licked his lips.

“you what?” Blaine whispered.

“I consider you a close friend.” he was treading carefully.

“Kiss me, and tell me you don’t feel anything.” Blaine challenged.

“Blaine.”

“Because you can’t.” he continued.

Kurt sighed and leant forward to kiss him, his fingers still tangling in Blaine’s hair. Blaine pulled him closer, arms wrapping further around Kurt’s waist as Kurt slipped his tongue into Blaine’s mouth. Their tongue’s moved together for a moment before Blaine pulled away, pressing one final peck to Kurt’s lips before pulling back enough to look him in the eyes.

“Well?” he asked nervously.

“Blaine, I-“

“Don’t say you can’t. Because you can, you’re just too afraid.”

“Blaine. When Aaron kisses you, what do you feel?”

Blaine looked away a little, but he could feel Kurt’s eyes on him. He looked back up to meet his eyes.

“Friendship. There’s nothing there, Kurt.”

“and Puck?”

Blaine chuckled. “Alcohol.”

“Right. and me?”

“I don’t know.”

“Why?”

“Because one day you hate me, the next we’re cuddling in bed. You’re giving me whiplash.”

“But you never stop trying.”

Blaine ran his thumb along Kurt’s cheekbone.

“I don’t wanna give up.”

“I don’t want you to.”

Blaine paused. “I’m not chasing you.”

“I’m not asking for that.”

“Good.”

Silence. Kurt pulled his hand away from Blaine’s hair as someone knocked on the door.

Blaine groaned and lifted his head.

“Come in…”

The door swung open and Aaron stood smiling.

“Hey gorgeous.” he grinned.

“Hey Aaron. What’s going on?”

“Uh…a tall…tall guy with dark hair…” he clicked his fingers trying to remember names. “really tall…hot…fuck, really hot...boyfriend...”

“Sebastian?” Blaine suggested.

“Sebastian!” he jumped. “wants to talk to Kurt.”

“I’ll see what he wants. I’ll…be back soon?” Kurt asked quietly.

“Sure.” Blaine agreed.

Aaron moved further into the room whilst Kurt left, letting Kurt walk past him and then he shut the door.

“What’s wrong, Blaine?” Aaron asked, walking over to climb into his bed.

“You called me Blaine.” he laughed softly. “You’ve never called me Blaine.”

“I’m sorry.” he said, smiling. He climbed under the blankets and pulled Blaine into him to cuddle him. “But what’s wrong?”

“I’m glad you’re here.” Blaine said softly.

“You’re also glad I’m leaving tomorrow.”

“Aaron.”

“You are! I’ve never seen you this hung up on a guy since…well, me.” he laughed.

“That was a long time ago, things have changed.”

“Your pining hasn’t, I know you.”

“You do. I’ll give you that.” Blaine turned a little to lean more on his back, Aaron’s fingertips gliding softly over his stomach.

“You’re so tense.” Aaron whispered.

“Mmm” Blaine’s eyelids fluttered shut.

Aaron dropped his head to kiss him gently.

“You need to loosen up, baby.” his fingertips edged under the hem of Blaine’s shirt and traced along his stomach, he smiled as Blaine arched under the touch.

“I’ll never forget what makes you hard.” he whispered against his ear, sucking the lobe gently between his lips as his finger dipped just inching into his jeans.

“like this…” he whispered, dragging his lips along Blaine’s neck, barely grazing the skin. Blaine swallowed thickly around his lips.

“and this…” Aaron moved slowly over him to nudge his thigh between Blaine’s, he moved his hands to Blaine’s hair, fingers brushing through his hair whilst their lips met hungrily. Blaine arched his back into the kiss and wriggled until he was comfortably slotted against Aaron.

“and this…” he rolled his hips down against Blaine’s forcefully, kissing along his jawline as Blaine threw his head to the side and gasped out a breath.

“and…” he paused, his lips touching Blaine’s briefly before pulling his head up to look at him. He had his palms flat out either side of Blaine’s head, he smiled at him fondly before dipping to kiss him and then moving back to whisper into his ear. “just seeing a guy over you, or inside you, taking control…it drives you wild.” he licked the shell of his ear. “it makes you harder than I’ve ever seen you, makes you come harder.” he paused before whispering, “it makes you scream.”

He kissed under his ear as he rolled his hips down to Blaine’s over and over, rutting against him in a familiar pace. “you like it when I lick, just here…” he licked a line from Blaine’s collarbone to his ear lobe, Blaine moaned in approval. “and you like it when I suck the head of your dick…just a little bit before I go down on you.” he rolled his hips faster, harder, biting Blaine’s bottom lip.

“Remember how many times I fucked you on that damn piano? Remember how you scratched my back, and my sides, sucked on my collarbone until I had hickeys?” he muttered roughly into his ear.

“A-Aaron.” Blaine choked out, reaching around to grab his ass and draw their hips together in long, hard thrusts.

“So good baby, so good.” Aaron whispered, running his fingers through Blaine’s hair.

The next few moments were filled with gasps, groans and quick soft kisses, one of Blaine’s hands came up to Aaron’s neck, fingertips stroking firmly along the skin, whilst the other took a stronger grip on his ass, keeping the thrusts long and hard. Aaron whined, his whole body tensing as he came apart, Blaine holding him through his orgasm. He dipped his head to kiss Blaine’s neck quickly before thrusting his hand straight to Blaine’s jeans, unfastening them, tugging them down with his underwear and taking a firm grip on his hard cock.

“Come on, baby, let go…” he encouraged, kissing him roughly.

Blaine’s head threw from side to side, needing that one more thing to push him over the edge. Aaron moved so that he was straddling his knees, his other hand moving between his thighs to fondle his balls gently. He pressed the tip of his index finger to Blaine’s hole. It was far too raw, too much of a burn as his finger inched just past the rim of muscle, but it was what Blaine needed. His back arched, neck glistened with sweat as he came over Aaron’s fist and his own hips.

“You’re so fucking hot.” Aaron whispered, leaning down to kiss Blaine’s lips. Blaine hummed and shut his eyes. “I’ll clean us up.” Aaron muttered, moving off of Blaine.

He walked into the bathroom to grab a cloth, and back to Blaine. Once he’d cleaned them both up, he grabbed some spare clothes for the both of them, helped Blaine change and then kissed him deep.

“I’m gonna go back downstairs, gorgeous. Your man’s gonna be back soon anyway,

I’ll see you in the morning.” he kissed Blaine’s forehead.

Blaine cuddled the other boy’s waist and kissed his shirt - the closest thing to him.

“Thank you.” he whispered.

“My pleasure.” Aaron replied, grinning.

“Love you.” Blaine mumbled.

“Love you too, sweetheart.” Aaron ran his fingers through Blaine’s hair and stood up, dragging the covers up to Blaine’s torso.

The door clicked shut and Blaine let the darkness flood the room, he curled into the blankets and tried to stop his head from buzzing. A slither of light creeped over the room, but it was gone just as quickly as it appeared as the door closed again.
He listened carefully as footsteps crept closer to the bed until the covers lifted from off of him and someone cuddled down onto the bed, bringing the blankets over the pair of them.

“You came back.” Blaine breathed.
“I’ll always come back.” Kurt said softly, running the pad of his thumb across Blaine’s bottom lip.
“Don’t make promises.” he whispered, and then kissed Kurt’s thumb.