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Gleehearts Fic: Grab Your Things, I’ve Come to Take You Home (Part 15/15)
For @gleehearts-challenge
Summary: Blaine just graduated from Ohio State and he is finally pursuing his dream to do a Masters in Musical Theatre at NYADA. That, and he’s finally coming out as gay. He’s a bit of a late bloomer but he got there and he’s ready. And what better way to start off his New York City adventure than on a week long road trip with his cousin Rachel and her musical theatre friends on their way back to NYADA for sophomore year. He just didn’t expect that one of her friends would be a guy - let alone a very cute gay guy who seems to have himself figured out.
Full Fic now on AO3Â - 11, 269 words, Three chapters
Part 1, Part 2, Part 3, Part 4, Part 5, Part 6, Part 7, Part 8, Part 9, Part 10, Part 11, Part 12, Part 13, Part 14
Part 15
"Santana, hi!" Rachel's voices pierces through the bedroom wall much too loudly. "Hold on, I'm going to put you on speaker. I'm just preparing my meyer lemon tea to get my voice ready for school." Blaine and Kurt are woken up on one of the last sleep-in mornings before school starts the following week by Rachel's cheery phone voice.
"Hi Rachel. Literally falling asleep just hearing you talk. Don't care about your tea. Well, not that tea at least. I'm just calling, in fact, to confirm the real tea. My spidey-senses. Your cousin Blaine is gay, right?"
Kurt and Blaine both open their eyes wide as they wake in bed and look at each other. "What?" Blaine mouths to Kurt.
"What?" Rachel says.
"Broke up with gorgeous Quinn, ready for something new, could not stop talking to Kurt the entire afternoon?"
"Yes actually." Rachel sounds surprised.
"I knew it! I knew it! Auntie Tana can smell these things," Blaine's jaw drops but he is mostly amused. And then they're both amused. "So I'm calling to conspire as to how we can get that to happen because Kurt really needs to get some action in his boring life after a summer in Lima."
"Too late Santana," Kurt opens the door to his bedroom to join the conversation.
"Hi Santana," Blaine follows Kurt in in his pajamas and crooks his chin over Kurt's shoulder.
"Wait-" Santana points at both of them through the phone. "So this-"
"Is already spicing up my boring life," Kurt repeats.
"Mmmm," Blaine agrees. "Same. Grandpa life no more."
"Damn," Santana seems disappointed.
"Did it all by myself without your meddling," Kurt says.
"Well, not all by yourself," Blaine adds. "I like to think that I had something to do with it."
"Get it, Kurt," Santana says proudly. "And Blaine, I guess. Although I hardly know you."
"Thank you," Blaine actually means it. "I will."
"Don't actually thank her," Kurt sasses. "We'll talk later, Santana. Going back to bed now. Not like that-"
"Wanky."
...
So is it too soon to be asking what is happening here?" Rachel had blessedly left the loft for a singing lesson and they were sitting on Kurt's couch with warm coffees in their hands, still in their pajamas. Kurt looks up with a little 'oh' of surprise on his face, but he looks happy.
"Well," Kurt starts. "Sex. Sex is happening."
"Mmm," Blaine agrees. "Great sex. With a little romance?" They'd spent the last week since they've been home and before school started pretty much alternating between picturesque outings - a picnic in Central Park, the carousel at Bryant Park, just walking and talking - and connected, hot, and the most fun sex Blaine has ever had. Blaine, of course, has been like a kid in a candy store - wants to try everything, every way, and doesn't want to stop even when his body tells him to. Kurt constantly calls him insatiable and he says that's true but only for Kurt and he's pretty sure that Kurt is as into it as he is. "I mean," Blaine continues, "When you come meet my floor mates in residence next week, I could just say this is Kurt, or I could say my friend Kurt, or I could say-"
"Yes," Kurt says quickly.
"Yes as in you want me to introduce you as my friend, Kurt."
"No," Kurt shakes his head. "The thing you were about to say."
"You mean you want-"
"Yes," Kurt says again.
Blaine smiles. Yes. "I mean it makes sense. I've learned that I apparently have relationship tattooed on my forehead."
"You just like the way the word boyfriend sounds," Kurt dismisses but he's also smiling widely.
"It's true. Ups my gay cred."
"Gay cred," Kurt scoffs. "Congratulations. You are now a full fledged member."
Gleehearts Fic: Grab Your Things, I’ve Come to Take You Home (Part 14/15)
For @gleehearts-challenge
Summary: Blaine just graduated from Ohio State and he is finally pursuing his dream to do a Masters in Musical Theatre at NYADA. That, and he’s finally coming out as gay. He’s a bit of a late bloomer but he got there and he’s ready. And what better way to start off his New York City adventure than on a week long road trip with his cousin Rachel and her musical theatre friends on their way back to NYADA for sophomore year. He just didn’t expect that one of her friends would be a guy - let alone a very cute gay guy who seems to have himself figured out.
Fic now on AO3Â - Chapter 1 complete (parts 1-6). Go forth and comment!
Chapter 2 complete (parts 7-12) now on AO3Â ready for you!
Part 1, Part 2, Part 3, Part 4, Part 5, Part 6, Part 7, Part 8, Part 9, Part 10, Part 11, Part 12, Part 13
Part 14 (My Turn)
Tina drops them off and Rachel blessedly leaves after bringing in her bags, making an appreciated excuse about going out with Brody and some of his friends. Then Blaine is finally alone with Kurt, in Kurt's bedroom, with a closed door. It feels like a finally even though it's only been a week.
"Hi," Blaine says as he clicks the door shut behind him and turns to face Kurt.
"Hi," Kurt breathes. The moment is comfortably awkward. They always have so much to say but not in this moment of what is about to happen next. Positive anticipation. "Do you want a drink, or a tea, or we can watch a movie?" Kurt asks.
"Like Netflix and chill?" Blaine answers coyly. "But no. I just want to be here with you, and no one else." Blaine says honestly as he steps in to Kurt's space to kiss him.
They have the luxury of time and they lie face to face on Kurt's bed kissing and kissing until Blaine breaks away. "So is this a good time to talk about tonight," Blaine looks him in the eyes. "So I can hopefully get you out of these many layers at last."
"You've already seen me in a bathing suit," Kurt dismisses.
"But I haven't touched you in a bathing suit," Blaine says sincerely.
"Have you always been good at talking about all this stuff?" Kurt deflects.
"Are you shy?" Blaine teases. Kurt, more experienced Kurt, is adorable.
"I don't know," Kurt huffs. "A little less conversation and a little more..."
"Well that's what I'm trying to get to," Blaine says. "And for the record, I was terrible at communication about sex. Couldn't have been worse. It took me five years to come out, remember? I want to do things differently this time. With you. I want you to be comfortable so that I can be comfortable."
"Wise." Kurt starts kissing him again, long and slow while he starts unbuttoning Blaine's little white button down t-shirt.
"And because this sex will not be okay. It will be hot. So that you want to do this with me again and again and again," Blaine says.
"Only three more times?"
"As many times and for as long as we both want. But at least." Blaine takes a deep breath and just says it. "So are you a top or a bottom or?"
Kurt pulls back. "Oh. So we are headed there tonight?" Blaine can see the wheels turning in his head. Not unhappy. Just surprised.
"Only if you want to - or like that - or whatever. "
Kurt nods, "I like it. But this is your first-"
"I want to," Blaine says quickly. "I have wanted to - at least in my head. And then I met you. I'm not innocent. I've been thinking about what I might like, what would feel good."
"Did you ever - with Quinn?"
"No, no," Blaine shakes his head. "Not that way. I don't think she would have wanted that. But I think - well, based on my own hands and fantasies - I think I do."
"As in you want to bottom?"
"I do. But if you like that more, I'm okay with anything."
"Well, I think it's your lucky day because I actually like to top more." Blaine smiles. "But you know it's not always easy, especially the first time, and it can be messy and go wrong and ruin the mood. We could instead just touch each other or - " Kurt is giving him full warning.
Blaine traces Kurt's face with his index finger. "I can't wait."
...
"So it turns out that sex is a lot better than okay," Blaine feels dumbstruck as he looks up at the ceiling as Kurt is gently cleaning them up.
"With a guy," Kurt finishes.
"With the right guy."
"I'll take that as a compliment."
"Can we do it again?" Blaine asks the ceiling.
"Now?"
"Whenever."
"Aren't you sore?"
"Very. It's the best I've ever felt." Kurt was the perfect teacher. And to his own credit, Blaine had been practicing on himself for months. But Kurt's fingers were longer and skilled and he had already made Blaine a babbling mess before even trying anything more.
Feels so good. I want more. I'm ready. Blaine could feel Kurt respond to his openness, that he could make him bolder. He watched him put on the condom, make sure there was lots of lubricant.
"I'm going to start now. You're going to feel full," Kurt instructed.
"I want to be. Keep going."
"Okay, keep breathing." Blaine's eyes were closed and he could feel his years of holding himself in unwind, the feelings he had been denying himself now on display with every thrust up to Kurt, every sound he could make. Kurt lay his body down on Blaine as he moved.
"Fuck me, keep going. I love how this feels. How you feel. More." Blaine was like a fountain, the words rushing out of him. Kurt laughed and kissed his mouth open and dirty.
"You're insatiable but I'm going to come soon. The way you move with me. I'm not going to last."
"Come in me, come."
After they come, Blaine holds him inside. Doesn't want to let go. "I need to um, exit now," Kurt blushes. "But I believe there is still some work for me to do."
"My turn?" Blaine says, still holding him inside. Blaine feels a loss when Kurt pulls out but within seconds there is a warm mouth on him.
"You can come in my mouth," Kurt says almost shyly. After all this.
"You sure?"
"Mmhmm," Kurt nods before sinking down again. And he does.
Gleehearts Fic: Grab Your Things, I’ve Come to Take You Home (Part 13/15)
For @gleehearts-challenge
Summary: Blaine just graduated from Ohio State and he is finally pursuing his dream to do a Masters in Musical Theatre at NYADA. That, and he’s finally coming out as gay. He’s a bit of a late bloomer but he got there and he’s ready. And what better way to start off his New York City adventure than on a week long road trip with his cousin Rachel and her musical theatre friends on their way back to NYADA for sophomore year. He just didn’t expect that one of her friends would be a guy - let alone a very cute gay guy who seems to have himself figured out.
Fic now on AO3Â - Chapter 1 complete (parts 1-6). Go forth and comment!
Chapter 2 complete (parts 7-12) now on AO3Â ready for you!
Part 1, Part 2, Part 3, Part 4, Part 5, Part 6, Part 7, Part 8, Part 9, Part 10, Part 11, Part 12
Part 13 (They Know)
The drive the next day is the long final leg of the trip. Seven hours and Tina is driving, followed by Rachel. Blaine's sure Rachel noticed their not so subtle sleeping position because she doesn't even complain that she has to drive and seems eager to let him and Kurt have the backseat.
"So...." Rachel starts once they've made some headway. "How was the rest of your night last night?"
Blaine and Kurt turn to each other and he can see Kurt holding back. They know. They obviously know. "Oh it was great. Really fun DJ in the dance club and the beach right in the backyard, so cool," Blaine answers and doesn't continue.
"You came back late?" Rachel tries another approach.
"Yeah, about 2am maybe. It was our last night, so gotta make it count, right?" Blaine adds.
"So you made it count?"
"Oh my god, Rachel, just spit it out already," Kurt snaps. "Ask the real question if you want the real answer." Blaine is biting his tongue and ready to laugh out loud.
"Fine, I'll do it," Tina huffs. "What is going on with you two?" There is a pregnant pause.
"Something," Kurt states without more.
"Mmmhm," Blaine agrees and doesn't add. The last thing he expected from this road trip was to meet a guy, let alone a guy who seems like 'his type' whatever that means. And that they both seem so happy that there's something unnamed going on, it's like a cherry on top.
"That's it?" Rachel says unsatisfied.
"Yes that's it, Rachel. We've known each other for a week. And by the way Blaine is going to stay at our place tonight before moving into the NYADA dorms," Blaine can hear Rachel's little gasp. "And yes, that's all you get."
Blaine and Kurt look at each other. Kurt is smiling and sparkling with the sun on his face. Blaine reaches over and links their pinky fingers over the middle seat.
Gleehearts Fic: Grab Your Things, I’ve Come to Take You Home (Part 12/?)
For @gleehearts-challenge
Summary: Blaine just graduated from Ohio State and he is finally pursuing his dream to do a Masters in Musical Theatre at NYADA. That, and he’s finally coming out as gay. He’s a bit of a late bloomer but he got there and he’s ready. And what better way to start off his New York City adventure than on a week long road trip with his cousin Rachel and her musical theatre friends on their way back to NYADA for sophomore year. He just didn’t expect that one of her friends would be a guy - let alone a very cute gay guy who seems to have himself figured out.
Fic now on AO3Â - Chapter 1 complete (parts 1-6). Go forth and comment!
Chapter 2 complete (parts 7-12) now on AO3 ready for you!
Part 1, Part 2, Part 3, Part 4, Part 5, Part 6, Part 7, Part 8, Part 9, Part 10, Part 11
Part 12 (You said...)
As they leave for their evening, Blaine notices how Kurt's clothes hug his body. Kurt chose a black skull graphic t-shirt and tight red jeans for the night, perfect level of casual fashion and leaving just the right amount to Blaine's imagination.
"Definitely the guns show," Blaine steps momentarily into Kurt's space and touches his bicep with his index finger. Kurt leans into the touch. Blaine looks down and shakes his head at himself, "I guess I'm as guilty of objectifying you as that guy in your class."
"Ha," Kurt nods. "I didn't really mind to be honest. Constant reminder that I wasn't in Lima anymore." Kurt turns to face him. "But it feels different when you say it, anyways." Blaine looks at him questioningly. "I like it."
The four of them head to the Provincetown House of Pizza for a slice before the bar. They sit outside on the patio of the quaint light blue sided house and gaze at the street. "I was telling Kurt earlier that I could live here," Blaine sighs happily.
"Well haven't you gone from 'just becoming comfortable that I'm gay' to ready to move across the country to live in the gayest area of America?" Rachel quips.
"I wasn't uncomfortable," Blaine says. "I just didn't know. It's weird having the same girlfriend since high school, who you love. But," Blaine says.
"But." Kurt repeats.
"But I'm not uncomfortable or whatever. I'm," Blaine looks up at the sky for a second. "I'm excited." He looks at Kurt. Kurt raises his eyebrows and quickly looks away. He is sure Rachel is seeing this whole thing play out.
"And I'm proud. I could live here with all this diversity and make art and help people - I could play music in the bars and-"
"Ok slow down, buddy," Rachel interrupts his daydream. "We want you to come do your Masters at NYADA first."
"We do," Kurt agrees.
"I'm excited about that too."
"Just wait until see you see all the diversity and gay boys that New York has to offer," Kurt adds.
"Oh I have an idea."
"All the good ones are gay," Tina sighs.
"Oh I hope so," Blaine says.
At the A-House, they spend about an hour having a couple of drinks in the cozy little bar before Rachel suggests that she and Tina head out for some ice cream on the beach. "You guys go dance with the shirtless men until the wee hours, I am in the mood for some mint chocolate chip." Has he mentioned that he loves his cousin. "We won't wait up for you so just make sure you have a key and don't be too loud when you come back."
"I have a key," Kurt waves the card, smiling at Blaine.
"Come dance with me," Blaine asks as soon as the others are out of earshot. He's careful with his word choice. Doesn't say 'Let's go dance', doesn't say 'Dancing time?'. He wants to be clear about what he wants. Wants Kurt to know that he isn't worried or tentative or unsure. That he wants to be here with Kurt and that he wants something to happen.
"I thought you'd never ask," Kurt answers and takes Blaine's hand.
The dance floor is bopping by the time they arrive and they easily dissolve into the mass of bodies moving to the loud beats. Blaine quickly sees that even with their obvious flirting, now that they're here, and alone, Kurt seems a little bit shy or maybe not shy but unsure where this is going. They are dancing next to each other but not touching but Kurt keeps looking at him and then looking away. It's adorable.
"Come," Blaine says in his ear after too many minutes of not touching. "I want to dance with you."
Kurt nods as Blaine pulls him in with his hands on his hips, Kurts hands rest just above. Quinn used to say that Blaine was made of music. He moves their bodies to the lulling rhythm. Soaks in the feel of Kurt's body in his space, taller than him, broad. He moves his hands to Kurt's biceps. Fingers drum them deliberately, over and over. Kurt closes his eyes.
"God," he hears Kurt say as he pulls their bodies flush. "Is this coming out thing all a ruse when you in fact have the game of someone who comes here every weekend."
"Nope," Blaine laughs, hands now firmly on Kurt's back. "Guess I'm just a natural."
Kurt pulls him closer and looks in his eyes. They may kiss but they may not but he savours the connected moment. Their foreheads touch as the music beats.
"Do you want to go for a walk by the ocean?"
...
A-House is literally on the Atlantic Ocean. It's the perfect setting in the perfect place as far as Blaine's concerned.
Blaine turns to Kurt and takes both his hands as they stand on the edge of the water. Blaine's heart is beating loudly in his chest , hopefully drowned out by the sound of the waves. "So is this the moment where I have my first kiss?" Blaine asks half in jest, but also vulnerable.
Kurt shakes his head, smiling, and looks down. "Whatever first kiss. This is not your first kiss."
"If I recall, you said that the rest didn't count?"
"I mean - that was a one-time romp in my basement and-"
Blaine steps closer to Kurt and puts his index finger over his lips to interrupt him. "So I think you better make it count, then."
"Is that a dare?"
"Definitely."
Blaine takes the final step in and Kurt puts his hand behind Blaine's neck and pulls their mouths together. Blaine wants to remember how it all feels - Kurt's cherry chapstick lips, his soft tongue exploring, the slight stubble he can feel on his chin. Finally. His cousin's best friend turned his friend turned playful real crush. A chemistry he hasn't felt before. Kurt's lips are soft and firm and open. It feels so good. He feels so good.
Kurt pauses for a moment, catches his breath while his lips trace Blaine's neck. "This is," Blaine breathes, getting used to the ticklish feeling of stubble on his neck. "Fun. Can we keep doing this?"
"Fun?" Kurt scoffs and bites gently at the spot he was kissing. "If that's what I get, I better turn this up a notch." He pulls Blaine's hips into his, flush with his body, and kisses him open mouthed and as dirty as he can standing on a public beach. They kiss and kiss.
Blaine looks from Kurt's eyes to his swollen pink lips back to his eyes. "Even more fun," He says.
"You know I was going to ask you to go home with me tonight," Kurt takes his hand and starts to pull him along the beach. Oh wait."
"I would love nothing more than to go home with you tonight to cuddle with my cousin and Tina."
"Ah the perfect end to a romantic evening."
Blaine turns and kisses him softly on the lips. "It is."
...
Kurt POV
Blaine is an enigma.
Kurt is first into bed in his t-shirt and boxers after their evening at A-House, and kissing on the beach, and holding hands walking back, and now he is staring at the ceiling.
Blaine is still coming out, Blaine had never kissed a guy before, and somehow he has this perfect mixture of vulnerability and confidence, that make none of it matter. Connection, chemistry, and tonight, they finally took the leap. But it didn't feel like a leap. It felt inevitable and natural and it was amazing.
"You sleeping?" Blaine whispers as he crawls into bed beside him.
"Not sleeping," He whispers back. Then there's a warm arm, wrapping around him, the big spoon despite Blaine's shorter body.
"Is this okay?" Blaine asks and Kurt interlaces their fingers over his torso.
"We can tell them we didn't realize."
"Oops?" Blaine says.
"This is all kind of an oops, isn't it? You thought you were headed to New York City with Rachel and her girlfriends, I was resigned to Rachel's straight cousin cramping our style?"
"And now look who's cramping our style," Kurt sighs. "But," He pauses. "Tomorrow night we'll be in New York City. And though we'd still have to contend with Rachel, I do have my own bedroom. With a door." Kurt wonders if it's too much.
Blaine hums behind him. "Is that an invitation for tomorrow night?"
"If you want it to be. But if you're not ready, I totally understand-"
"Kurt, I want to come home with you tomorrow night," Blaine kisses behind his ear slowly. "It's not like I haven't had sex before."
"Wait. So you said you hadn't had a first kiss but you've had sex? I'm confused - so full of contradictions," He pulls their bodies closer.
"Well let's just say that I'll be able to put what I know to good use." Blaine soaks up the suggestive energy between them. "And the rest, you can teach me." He feels Kurt shudder.
"I'm no expert-" Kurt confesses.
"Then we can figure it out together," Blaine kisses him again, long and open. "I'm not a blushing virgin and I know what I want."
"I think there's an irony here," Kurt shakes his head. "Because you make me feel like a blushing virgin," Kurt kisses him now, exploring. "But I also know what I want."
So now they have a plan for more. Tomorrow night. And somehow he's the one who feels nervous. Not because he's not sure. Maybe because he's sure, and Blaine seems so sure. He isn't that experienced - his long list of one boyfriend and one drunken hookup before he met Adam that he barely remembers. And maybe he doesn't want to disappoint. But all he feels from Blaine is easy desire - connected, hot, as Blaine says, fun. And he knew how to touch him - even just kissing. Knew where to hold him, when to touch his face, his arms, where to kiss. God, he's done for. He's never going to fall asleep.
Gleehearts Fic: Grab Your Things, I’ve Come to Take You Home (Part 11/?)
For @gleehearts-challenge
Summary: Blaine just graduated from Ohio State and he is finally pursuing his dream to do a Masters in Musical Theatre at NYADA. That, and he’s finally coming out as gay. He’s a bit of a late bloomer but he got there and he’s ready. And what better way to start off his New York City adventure than on a week long road trip with his cousin Rachel and her musical theatre friends on their way back to NYADA for sophomore year. He just didn’t expect that one of her friends would be a guy - let alone a very cute gay guy who seems to have himself figured out.
Fic now on AO3Â - Chapter 1 complete (parts 1-6). Go forth and comment!
Part 1, Part 2, Part 3, Part 4, Part 5, Part 6, Part 7, Part 8, Part 9, Part 10
Part 11 (Next Time)
Blaine knew it would have to be A-House as soon as he read the description - one of the oldest gay bars in the US, "a defining institution of Provincetown’s nightlife and queer culture." And it has a little bar with a juke box plus a dance floor seven nights a week. Evening plans confirmed.
"Don't they also have a leather bar?" Tina asks.
"So the website says. Who knows where the night may lead," Kurt quips.
"Better watch out or Blaine might come home with nothing on but a leather speedo and studded straps," Tina says but it's Kurt who looks quickly up at him.
"Maybe next time," Blaine winks. Tina looks scandalized. "What?" He says nonchalantly. "I'd look good in leather."
"I wouldn't mind," Kurt whispers to him. "Though I also like your bowties." Blaine looks at him mischieviously.
"Noted. Actually," Blaine turns to Kurt. "Why don't you help me pick out an outfit?"
"Oooh. My favourite past time."
Kurt peruses through Blaine's suitcase to see what the options are. "I was thinking more casual," Blaine puts his hand on his hip, contemplating. "T-shirt and blue jeans?"
"Mmmm," Kurt hums. "Look at your jeans options though - so many bold colours to choose from. And I think I gotta have a bowtie, Blaine."
"You've gotta have a bowtie."
"On you, yes. I love a fashion iconoclast. Repurposing grandpa wear for the young and eligible. I've got it," Kurt claps his hands. And Blaine's suddenly seeing his yellow jeans, white short sleeved polo, and yellow and black bowtie come together.
"Oh I've even got matching sunglasses for this one."
"Perfect. You'll be like a ray of sunshine." Blaine looks at Kurt skeptically.
"Is that really the look I"m going for in a gay nightclub?"
Gleehearts Fic: Grab Your Things, I’ve Come to Take You Home (Part 10/?)
For @gleehearts-challenge
Summary: Blaine just graduated from Ohio State and he is finally pursuing his dream to do a Masters in Musical Theatre at NYADA. That, and he’s finally coming out as gay. He’s a bit of a late bloomer but he got there and he’s ready. And what better way to start off his New York City adventure than on a week long road trip with his cousin Rachel and her musical theatre friends on their way back to NYADA for sophomore year. He just didn’t expect that one of her friends would be a guy - let alone a very cute gay guy who seems to have himself figured out.
Fic now on AO3Â - Chapter 1 complete (parts 1-6). Go forth and comment!
Part 1, Part 2, Part 3, Part 4, Part 5, Part 6, Part 7, Part 8, Part 9
Part 10 (Under the Stars)
Okay so what is going on with you and Kurt?" Rachel is apparently catching on to their increased time together.
"Huh?" Blaine knows he's playing dumb but what is he supposed to say. Nothing is actually going on. At least not yet. And he feels like there's something precious about his crush, about flirting, and he doesn't want to gossip about it.
"Oh come on, Blaine. I'm not blind. You guys are always involved in some kind of quiet conversation, smiling at each other, going for a walk under the stars - "
"That was because I had just come out and he was offering his sage advice."
"What that you two should be an item?"
"An item? What are you from the 60's?"
"Stop deflecting."
"I'm not deflecting. I'm just taking each day as it comes."
"So you admit that you do like him."
"Of course I like him."
"Like like like him."
"Now are you in grade 2?"
"Deflecting."
"He seems like a great guy, Rachel. That's all I got. For now."
...
Kurt POV
"So just what is going on with you and my cousin?" Rachel corners Kurt on their way back from the beach.
"I don't know what you're talking about," Kurt can always keep a straight face.
"Suddenly you're always talking, sleeping all cozied up in the same bed."
"That was obviously random. Must have been the over air conditioning in the room and we moved closer to stay warm."
"So you're telling me there isn't something going on."
"No, Rachel. I mean we get along great. He's a great guy. But no."
"And are you telling me that you don't want something to be going on?"
"Rachel- "
"Aha! So you do like him."
"Of course I like him."
"Oh my god you two are exactly the same with your deflections," She admits out loud.
"You talked to Blaine about this."
"Of course I did. He's my cousin."
"And I'm your best friend. So what did he say?"
"So you do want to know."
"I don't not want to know."
"Do you think he's cute?"
"Of course. He's very cute."
"Do you think he's hot?" Kurt involuntarily remembers the feeling of Blaine lying down beside him on the beach damp in his swimsuit and his toned torso.
"Yeah. He's hot."
"Well, I think the two of you better start talking to each other instead of to me."
"I didn't talk to you. You talked to me!" Kurt says, indignant.
"True. But aren't you glad that you have my blessing?"
Gleehearts Fic: Grab Your Things, I’ve Come to Take You Home (Part 9/?)
For @gleehearts-challenge
Summary: Blaine just graduated from Ohio State and he is finally pursuing his dream to do a Masters in Musical Theatre at NYADA. That, and he’s finally coming out as gay. He’s a bit of a late bloomer but he got there and he’s ready. And what better way to start off his New York City adventure than on a week long road trip with his cousin Rachel and her musical theatre friends on their way back to NYADA for sophomore year. He just didn’t expect that one of her friends would be a guy - let alone a very cute gay guy who seems to have himself figured out.
Fic now on AO3Â - Chapter 1 complete (parts 1-6). Go forth and comment!
Part 1, Part 2, Part 3, Part 4, Part 5, Part 6, Part 7, Part 8
Part 9 (Take It Off)
It's finally a late summer beach afternoon at Herring Cove Beach-no driving in sweatpants or lunch at the gas station stop. Just the warm sand and the ocean and friends sunbathing and admiring the scenery. Blaine is wearing his new red swimsuit and stuffed a pool noodle in the trunk so he could float and enjoy his surroundings.
And the scenery is definitely worth admiring. The beach and the nature of course, but also all the colourful people out and about around P-Town. Drag queens getting ice cream, gay couples holding hands, cute older couples sitting under shade umbrellas.
"I could live here," Blaine declares joyfully as he lies back down on his towel to warm up in the sun after a dip in the ocean. "I love it here."
"Love at first sight?" Kurt says. "Well, I think the eligibility criteria are to be rich, artsy and gay," Kurt says.
"Two out of three's not bad," Blaine muses. "And with my business degree, maybe I'll be rich one day? You know I've always wanted to check out P-Town. I've been thinking about it for years. The water, the vibe."
"So why didn't you?"
"I think my subconscious wanted me to be out first so I could fully appreciate-"
"The scenery?" Kurt says coyly.
Blaine shakes his head and splashes him with the droplets on his hands. "Not like that. Just the politics of it all. All these people living openly and just being themselves." Blaine does recognizes that there are lots of beautiful men around. That most of them are gay. And that at least a significant handful are in the right age range for him. He's pretty sure that the guy behind him in line at the drink kiosk was even flirting with him. He appreciates all that eye candy but he's seen beautiful men before. That new thing that he feels - that he lets himself feel - the thing that makes his heart speed up and sends a rush through his body - desire he guesses - seems to be reserved for just his one crush. Maybe he does have relationship written on his forehead because he feels like he's taken, even with just a crush, even if Kurt doesn't feel the same way. But maybe he does after last night. He doesn't know. It's fun just trying to find out.
"Ah, so you don't notice how many hot eligible guys are parading across the beach right now?"
"Problem is," Blaine says. "I'm already distracted by one particular hot guy." He says to Kurt and then immediately turns away. "Anyone else pales in comparison."
There is a pause for a moment then Kurt bites. "You couldn't be talking about me - literally no one could be paler than this snow white soon to be tomato red skin. Happens every time I take it off," He gestures at his shirt at the edge of his towel.
"Ha!" Blaine looks back at him again. "Nice try but I'm afraid you can't get out of this one."
"Well, you should know that I'm equally distracted."
"Good to know," Blaine nods. He loves this feeling.
"Mmmm. And now you're half naked and sun kissed with water droplets on your torso. Distracting," Kurt affirms.
Gleehearts Fic: Grab Your Things, I’ve Come to Take You Home (Part 8/?)
For @gleehearts-challenge
Summary: Blaine just graduated from Ohio State and he is finally pursuing his dream to do a Masters in Musical Theatre at NYADA. That, and he’s finally coming out as gay. He’s a bit of a late bloomer but he got there and he’s ready. And what better way to start off his New York City adventure than on a week long road trip with his cousin Rachel and her musical theatre friends on their way back to NYADA for sophomore year. He just didn’t expect that one of her friends would be a guy - let alone a very cute gay guy who seems to have himself figured out.
Fic now on AO3Â - Chapter 1 complete (parts 1-6). Go forth and comment!
Part 1, Part 2, Part 3, Part 4, Part 5, Part 6, Part 7
Part 8 (Oh. Oh!)
At the Provincetown Inn, the thing does indeed happen.
"Good afternoon," the most friendly hotel receptionist that they've seen so far greets them at the Provincetown Inn. He's in a stylish suit with a bowtie (great taste), is clearly gay and also welcoming. Blaine approves. "We are fully booked at this time of year so just want to make sure that you and your boyfriend have a reservation?" He nods at him and Kurt.
Oh. Oh! Again. Does he have a sign on him or something? Blaine shakes his head and laughs. "We do have a reservation, fortunately," Blaine says. "But he isn't my boyfriend." The word feels new on his tongue. He likes it.
"Unfortunately," the cute receptionist finishes the sentence with a wink at Blaine as he looks up the reservation for four.
"I'll take that as a compliment?" Kurt says to the group.
"Do I just give off the relationship vibe?" Blaine asks rhetorically.
"I told you, it's because you're hot," Tina insists.
Hot. It's a word they've been throwing around a lot. That he's been throwing around a lot. But although Quinn had routinely used it, and he had used it, still does - Quinn is hot, Sam is hot - he has not really applied the label to himself. But he can sort of imagine it now, in a real way. Wanting, being wanted. Being worthy of desire. What he felt like when Kurt said it. Kurt, who is definitely hot. He wants to earn the label.
"Can't I be hot and single?" Blaine muses to no one in particular. "Though it is kind of nice to be assumed to gay." He sees Kurt smile at him.
"And Kurt's boyfriend," Rachel reminds him.
"Yeah. That was kind of nice too." Kurt blushes and looks down shaking his head. He knows its harmless flirting but Kurt likes it. He likes it. He wants to make Kurt blush again if he can.
Blaine is absolutely positively not letting himself feel anything but neutral that he's sleeping in the same bed as Kurt tonight. Their room is nicer than in the other stops and there are two queen size beds. Tina puts down her bags on one bed first and he takes the other bed. Before Rachel can choose, Kurt swoops in and nonchalantly chooses Blaine's bed. Not Tina's. No big deal. It's random of course. He is not thinking about it. Never mind the fact that they are spending two nights here.
It's late already by the time they arrive and they don't have anything planned for this evening. Or rather, the plan is to get some sleep after driving and then to explore Provincetown tomorrow with dinner and a gay bar tomorrow night by the sea. "I think they're all gay bars here, to be honest," Kurt said. He's probably right. Blaine can't wait.
If Tina and Rachel think anything of their sleep arrangement, they don't say it, and Blaine is grateful. He can't really fall asleep - something about the adrenaline of having his crush next to him, relaxed in a t-shirt and boxers. But he likes the feeling.
"You still awake?" He's been lying still and trying to relax for about half an hour when Kurt turns over towards him and whispers.
"Yeah," He turns towards Kurt so they're facing each other. "But I think they're asleep," He gestures at Rachel and Tina who seem to be breathing deeply in the next bed.
"Oh god now Rachel is going to start her snoring and we'll never fall asleep," Kurt sighs.
"So let's talk."
"As long as we don't wake the beasts."
"Okay - 20 questions. What's your coffee order?" Blaine talk-whispers.
"My coffee order?"
"Yeah, just in case I ever want to get you a coffee in the morning or something. Basic friend knowledge. Wait - let me guess - you usually get a mocha when we stop at Starbucks."
"You know my coffee order," Kurt says matter-of-factly. But he seems pleased. "And you like a medium drip?"
"I guess you know my coffee order."
"You know just in case I ever want to get you a coffee in the morning, or something," Kurt repeats. It's flirting. Blaine loves it.
"Favourite class at NYADA?"
"You'll never guess my favourite class," Kurt bites his lip.
"Ok - theatre or choir or-"
"Nope," Kurt shakes his head. "It was stage combat. I kicked ass in it," Kurt humble brags. "You know, I started high school as this kind of scrawny gay kid. I had great clothes but I didn't even quite fit into them. And they'd get slushied anyways. And then suddenly, I"m in New York City, still in great clothes-"
"Of course."
"And now I was one of the strongest guys in the class. This guy, Justin, I think is his name, constantly commented when I was in a tanktop or skins ,that it was the guns show."
"Obviously." Kurt looks confused. "I mean you do have a great body." Blaine blushes as he says it. He can see that Kurt does too, even in the dark. "Is it bad that I noticed? I mean we're like actual friends now I think."
"Not bad that you noticed," Kurt says.
"Bad that I said it out loud?" Blaine says and Kurt pauses this time.
"Not bad that you said it out loud either," Blaine hears his breath shudder. "'Cause you have a great body too. You are hot." He says each word with emphasis. They're staring at each other, eyes heavy with almost sleep. Not going to say anymore right now.
Then Blaine feels Kurt's fingers lightly touch his hand. Blaine adjusts so their fingers are touching. "Good night, Blaine."
Gleehearts Fic: Grab Your Things, I’ve Come to Take You Home (Part 7/?)
For @gleehearts-challenge
Summary: Blaine just graduated from Ohio State and he is finally pursuing his dream to do a Masters in Musical Theatre at NYADA. That, and he’s finally coming out as gay. He’s a bit of a late bloomer but he got there and he’s ready. And what better way to start off his New York City adventure than on a week long road trip with his cousin Rachel and her musical theatre friends on their way back to NYADA for sophomore year. He just didn’t expect that one of her friends would be a guy - let alone a very cute gay guy who seems to have himself figured out.
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Part 1, Part 2, Part 3, Part 4, Part 5, Part 6
Part 7 (Want You To)
"You complicated the whole thing, you know?" Blaine and Kurt are lying on the grass in the parkette outside the residence. Blaine had wanted to ask Kurt to walk or talk or something after the group conversation. And he wants this friendship - this real gay guy friendship with the cute musical theatre student who also lives in New York. But before he could even figure out how to ask, Kurt had whispered to him when they were starting to unpack, to see if he wanted to get some air or something.
Blaine rolls his eyes and smiles, "Of course, dummy. Want you to."
They had started on a bench at the parkette but switched to lie on the grass and look at the blazing summer stars above. Blaine had so much to say, he didn't know where to start.
"You complicated the whole thing, you know?" Blaine starts.
"Me?"
Blaine turns to his side to look at Kurt with a sheepish smile on his face. "I knew I was going to come out to Rachel and her friends. I just thought that obviously they were her girlfriends going on a road trip."
"Ah," Kurt nods. "Not her gay guy friend. But don't I make things easier then? No chance of homophobia?"
"No," Blaine breathes out. "Definitely not."
"No?"
"You just made it more real," Blaine looks back up at the sky. Blaine knows he has a crush on Kurt. He's not afraid to admit it to himself and he actually kind of relishes the feeling. Kurt is witty and intelligent and kind of unbelievably fashionable even on a road trip. They have a lot in common. And he's learned that Kurt can be biting and sarcastic but he seems to like to talk to him. Engages with his searing blue eyes. And it doesn't hurt that he's tall and strong. Ostensibly from Richard Simmons work out videos but Blaine doesn't believe it. With those arms, Kurt definitely goes to the gym. He has a quiet confidence, a sureness in his body. Blaine likes to look at him. And the crush is harmless. In fact, he's hoping it's teaching him how to flirt. "But I'm glad you're here now."
"Me too," Kurt smiles softly. "So after literally five years of dating Quinn, why this moment?"
"Because I'm gay."
"Ha."
"Quinn kind of dragged me out of the closet, actually. We were together for so long, hung out all the time, had fun together-"
"But." Kurt understands right away.
"But," Blaine repeats. "She called me on it." Kurt looks at him questioningly. "She said to me - Blaine, you don't like sex." Kurt nods to the sky.
"What did you say?"
"I told her it's not true - that sex was okay," Blaine pauses and waits for the reaction.
"Oh man."
"Yeah so I walked into that one."
"Well don't take my word for it, but from one gay guy to another, sex is, in fact, better than okay."
"With a guy."
"With the right guy."
Blaine nods. "The right guy. Anyways, I guess the rest is history. We broke up. I came out to my friend, Sam. Who is attractive, but straight. You know I think he was genuinely flattered that I think he's hot."
"The good ones are. And why shouldn't he be?" Kurt muses. "You're also hot -" Kurt stops himself. "I mean-"
"Well, I'm genuinely flattered," Blaine knocks into his side. "Like a lot."
Kurt gives him a weird look. "I mean Tina just said it - it's basic, isn't it? You are going to be very noticed the moment we walk into any gay bar."
"Maybe," Blaine shrugs. "It's kind of nice and kind of nerve wracking. But it definitely does not feel the same coming from Tina, or from Quinn - different when it comes from you."
There's a silence and their arms are touching but they're both looking at the stars. "I'm not that scary am I?" Kurt says coyly and presses is arm into Blaine's.
Gleehearts Fic: Grab Your Things, I’ve Come to Take You Home (Part 6/?)
For @gleehearts-challenge
Summary: Blaine just graduated from Ohio State and he is finally pursuing his dream to do a Masters in Musical Theatre at NYADA. That, and he’s finally coming out as gay. He’s a bit of a late bloomer but he got there and he’s ready. And what better way to start off his New York City adventure than on a week long road trip with his cousin Rachel and her musical theatre friends on their way back to NYADA for sophomore year. He just didn’t expect that one of her friends would be a guy - let alone a very cute gay guy who seems to have himself figured out.
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Part 6 (Before This)
When Santana drops them off at the residence dorm they've rented for the night, there is, perhaps unsurprisingly, another bored-looking door person - this time a student who has her head buried in her phone, who barely looks up when Blaine and Tina step up to the desk.
"Hi, excuse me. We have a reservation for tonight," Blaine says politely.
"Single room for you and your girlfriend, I assume?" Blaine is momentarily confused and behind them, Rachel's jaw drops in surprise.
"Uh no," Blaine shakes his head. "Me and my three friends are in a quad."
"Okay." She has no reaction and just has them sign a form and hands them the keys.
"Oh my god I can't believe that happened again!" Rachel yell-whispers as they walk away.
"At least she's not your cousin," Kurt deadpans.
"It's true, I'm not," Tina emphasizes, maybe too hopefully but Blaine is definitely ignoring that.
"Next stop is Provincetown, they're for sure going to think you and Kurt are a thing!" Rachel claps her hands. She apparently finds this situation very funny. Blaine notices that Kurt is quiet and biting his lip.
"I'm okay with that," Blaine says and he sees Kurt quickly look at him and blush. It's enough already. He knows he's on the verge of coming out. Wants to be out already.
"Well, I am a catch." Kurt is sarcastic. And funny.
"You are." He's wondering how far he can push this. Before this trip, Blaine imagined emerging slowly and calmly out of the closet. He thought he'd chill with Rachel and her girlfriends and talk about cute guys on the beach and tell a few people as he settled in New York. But Kurt, the unexpected good but difficult surprise, seemed to change the plan. Because he doesn't want to be in the closet anymore. At all. He just wants to be completely out. Screw it.
"Okay, what is going on here?" Rachel hussles them all in the room and shuts the door. "Blaine? Am I missing an important piece of information that everybody knows?" She looks mad.
"No," He hears Rachel breathe a sigh of relief that she hasn't been left out of the loop. "Well, yes and no. Sit down." They all sit down on beds and the floor and Rachel looks like she is waiting to see if she needs to be angry or compassionate or excited. "Don't look like that, Rachel," Blaine throws a pillow at her. "There is an important piece of information but nobody knows it. Well nobody here anyways." He stops and takes a deep breath. He's shaking. He knows it's okay. But still. It's big.
"Blaine," Kurt says, almost certainly having figured out the not so subtle information. "You don't have to - I mean you don't need to-"
"I want to," He looks straight at Kurt and Kurt nods. This is what he wanted - to be out to a group of friends - low stakes and supportive. Only it's better because one of those friends is actually a gay guy too. And it doesn't hurt that they really get along. "I'm gay." He says it.
He locks eyes with Kurt whose smile widens and his eyes sparkle. He takes the moment.
"I knew it," Tina says. Okay Tina.
"I didn't," Rachel says. "Why didn't I? I mean, Quinn?"
"Yeah," Blaine says and hugs Rachel to his side. He loves his cousin. Loves her dads too. "That's why we broke up."
"And that's why you were ready for something else," Rachel remembers. "But like all those years?"
"Yes," Blaine's eyes start to tear so he scrunches them shut. "Guess I'm a bit of a late bloomer?"
"Seriously," Rachel agrees. "I mean you have gay uncles! And a supportive cousin."
"I am still from Westerville, Ohio. Not exactly New York City. It's funny, you know, I knew a lot of gay people at Ohio State. I was a music minor and even knew a couple of gay guys in business."
"And-"
"And I guess I never let myself get to know any of them. Too close for comfort. Didn't fit who I imagined myself to be until I guess who I was trying to be stopped fitting who I actually am." Blaine laughs and looks at the ceiling.
"I'm going to have to untangle that one in my head." Kurt has somehow scooched over on the floor while they've been talking so he's now beside him. "Thanks for telling us," Kurt squeezes Blaine's knee slightly awkwardly and Blaine looks down at his hand.
"This was actually my plan all along. I came out to Quinn and then to Sam but have really been waiting to get to New York to finally be out. And I knew I was going on this road trip with Rachel and her theatre friends - what better way to test being out, right?"
"So I guess that you're cool with being dragged to the gay scene in Provincetown? " Rachel remembers their initial conversation.
"Slightly nervous, but yes," Blaine nods.
"You're hot, Blaine," Tina dismisses. "You are going to be noticed in about five minutes in any gay bar. Nothing to worry about."
"Uh thanks, Tina. But I think that's what I'm actually nervous about ."
"Mmm," Kurt is sitting cross legged and nodding in his own thoughts. "Gay kids generally know what it's like to be left out of all the dating and romance stuff. When you're suddenly included it can be legitimately nerve wracking. Especially when you may not be ready," Kurt looks at him. He thinks he sees a question in his eyes.
"Yeah exactly," Blaine looks directly back at Kurt. "Nervous, but in a good way." Blaine pauses, "And for the record, I'm ready."
Gleehearts Fic: Grab Your Things, I’ve Come to Take You Home (Part 5/?)
For @gleehearts-challenge
Summary: Blaine just graduated from Ohio State and he is finally pursuing his dream to do a Masters in Musical Theatre at NYADA. That, and he’s finally coming out as gay. He’s a bit of a late bloomer but he got there and he’s ready. And what better way to start off his New York City adventure than on a week long road trip with his cousin Rachel and her musical theatre friends on their way back to NYADA for sophomore year. He just didn’t expect that one of her friends would be a guy - let alone a very cute gay guy who seems to have himself figured out.
Part 1, Part 2, Part 3, Part 4
Part 5 (I don't mind)
"Rachel, you didn't tell me you were bringing the handsome grandpa along on your way to New York." Kurt had suggested that they stop in Providence because their friend, who apparently usually also lives in New York, is having a summer waitressing by the water and finding herself.
Blaine vaguely recognizes the woman with the sly smile and deadpan sarcasm from Rachel's Glee concerts. "Hi," She turns to him. "I'm Santana. And you are on the Berry family tree if I remember, right? A cousin? You came to our Glee concerts."
"Why don't I remember that?" Kurt says mostly to himself. "Or more like why do you remember a random audience member?"
"I remember his girlfriend, actually," Santana says matter-of-factly. "She was hot. Like fire hot." Santana is gay. That's interesting.
"Uh thank you?" It feels like a compliment. "But we broke up about six months ago actually."
"Oh she's single?" And not shy. Okay then.
"She's actually dating a friend of mine, Sam."
"Girl Sam or guy Sam?"
Blaine snickers. "Guy Sam."
Santana shrugs. "And isn't that a violation of the bro code or something? That your girlfriend of years is now dating your friend? I know there's a rumour that all lesbians date each other but no way am I watching any of my exes with any of my exes, if you know what I mean."
She's a character this one. "It's actually cool," Blaine says truthfully and Santana crosses her arms in disbelief. "Seriously. Like I told Kurt, I was ready for something else." Santana pauses and gives him a strange look that makes him feel uncomfortably understood, before leading them along the Providence River Walk for a scenic afternoon.
"So you really don't care that your close friend is dating your ex-girlfriend?" Kurt asks as they start to walk. Blaine huffs a laugh. How can he put this without giving too much away?
"No, I don't mind. I'm happy for them - they're good together."
Kurt looks at him, "And you and her weren't?"
"No, we weren't. There wasn't that spark, you know?" He takes a quick side glance at Kurt and quickly looks away. The problem is he doesn't want to give too much away, but he wants to give something away.
"I do," Kurt nods. "But that was with a girl, back in freshman year. I tried out being straight to impress my dad for exactly four days. She was my first kiss, actually. Though I don't think it counts," Kurt shakes his head and laughs at himself. "Spark wasn't the problem with my ex, Adam. It was more like," Kurt bites his lip. "I got bored. He was boring."
Blaine smiles. "Ouch. Though that is a type of spark, isn't it?"
"I suppose it is," Kurt sighs. "Apparently I'm very demanding. My non-existent online dating profile would read something like - must challenge me both in and out of bed," Blaine laughs. "Guess I'm still just a silly romantic."
"It's not silly," Blaine says and reaches out and squeezes Kurt's arm.
Gleehearts Fic: Grab Your Things, I’ve Come to Take You Home (Part 4/?)
For @gleehearts-challenge
Summary: Blaine just graduated from Ohio State and he is finally pursuing his dream to do a Masters in Musical Theatre at NYADA. That, and he’s finally coming out as gay. He’s a bit of a late bloomer but he got there and he’s ready. And what better way to start off his New York City adventure than on a week long road trip with his cousin Rachel and her musical theatre friends on their way back to NYADA for sophomore year. He just didn’t expect that one of her friends would be a guy - let alone a very cute gay guy who seems to have himself figured out.
Part 1, Part 2, Part 3
Part 4 Kurt POV (The perfect prompt - What If)
He had absolutely not had the thought, not even once, until two conversations in a notably short number of hours as they drove on the highway. Tina put it in his head. And now this clearly incorrect idea is taking up an uncomfortable amount of room in his brain. He is willing it away.
He and Tina were in the back seat on the way from State College to Providence, while Blaine was driving and Rachel was chattering away to him about the advantages of a Masters in Theatre from NYADA. Kurt was half listening and half zoning when Tina whispered to him.
"He's cute, right? Blaine?"
Kurt turns to her sharply. "Tina, he's right there. And why? You think he's cute?"
"I mean, he's kind of objectively good looking, don't you think?"
"I guess," Kurt answers non-comittal. He won't be accused of checking out Rachel's straight cousin and worse, his potentially new friend. "Why? You're interested?" Kurt is not sure hooking up with a new friend who is the cousin of your friend while on a week long road trip with no escape if things go wrong is the best idea. But it's Tina.
"But do you think he's-" Tina paused.
"What? Single? He is - just broke up with his-"
"No, I mean, you know, gay?" She whispered as quietly as she could and Kurt glared at her. They should not be having this conversation.
"No, Tina," He whispered back emphatically. "He just broke up with his girlfriend of five years. And I think we should stop talking about this right now." Worse than checking out his new straight friend would be imposing a sexuality on him. Which he absolutely was not doing. Until Tina put the idea in his head.
"I know but he might have been in the closet. It's just he's into theatre and music and fashion," She sighed.
"Wow stereotypes," Kurt shook his head disapprovingly.
Blaine is not gay. He's not. He literally just broke up with a girlfriend that he dated since high school. He studied business. And yeah he likes fashion and has bowties and knows the great romantic comedies and musical theatre but there are many cool straight guys who fit that description. He isn't gay.
After they stop for gas, Kurt offered to drive and Rachel wanted to sleep, giving Blaine a reason to stay in the front with Kurt. Which is what Kurt wanted. Unfortunately or fortunately or whatever. He likes Blaine.
"Favourite musical," Blaine started as Kurt pulled on to the highway.
"I'm a big fan of Gypsy, actually. I did an epic solo of Rose's Turn for my Glee Club in high school. Is it my favourite? Hmmm. It's one of them but also maybe Cabaret?"
"You want to play the Emcee."
"I would love to play the Emcee. Don't know how you survived in business all those years. You are clearly a closeted theatre nerd."
Blaine laughed. "I am a theatre nerd. I would have majored in music or drama but my parents made a deal with me to be more practical. I told them that if I did do business, and still wanted to be in theatre, that a Masters would be coming. At NYADA."
"And here you are."
"And here I am. On my way to New York." Kurt quickly turned and smiled at him before looking back at the road. Blaine looked happy.
"So what are your favourite musicals?" Kurt continued.
"It's so hard to decide. I do love the often forgotten Next to Normal-"
"Dark."
"But I'm also a sucker for the popular ones everyone loves - Les Mis, Rent."
"I see a Marius in your future. Or maybe a Roger?" Kurt can imagine Blaine strumming a guitar.
"I think I have the vocal range for Roger but I'm more of a Collins, I think." Was that a hint?
Kurt looked at him quickly and looked away. "So like a professor of philosophy in the digital age?"
Gleehearts Fic: Grab Your Things, I’ve Come to Take You Home (Part 3/?)
For @gleehearts-challenge
Summary: Blaine just graduated from Ohio State and he is finally pursuing his dream to do a Masters in Musical Theatre at NYADA. That, and he’s finally coming out as gay. He’s a bit of a late bloomer but he got there and he’s ready. And what better way to start off his New York City adventure than on a week long road trip with his cousin Rachel and her musical theatre friends on their way back to NYADA for sophomore year. He just didn’t expect that one of her friends would be a guy - let alone a very cute gay guy who seems to have himself figured out.
Part 1, Part 2
Part 3 (Prompt: Just once)
Kurt is a surprise. A good surprise. But a difficult surprise.
It's probably a good thing that Blaine only found out that one of Rachel's "girlfriends" was in fact a gay guy friend about twenty minutes before meeting him, so he didn't have time to overthink it. Blaine had no expectations, but he was closeted not sheltered, and he knew lots of gay people in his music program, and even one or two in business. The difference isn't being around gay people, it's that he, as far as he understood himself, wasn't gay. And when he thinks about it now, he probably kept a bit of a distance - a defence mechanism to make sure that no one would accidentally hold up a mirror where he might see himself reflected back.
He had planned to come out on this trip. At some point. He couldn't imagine a safer and lower stakes situation than Rachel and her theatre friends to test out how it feels to be out - to go to a gay bar, to talk about guys, to figure out who he thinks is attractive. Besides his friend Sam. Who is definitely attractive. But also straight.
Kurt, on the other hand, is also attractive. And gay. Which is a surprise. Because Blaine really had not imagined that he would be going on a road trip with a gay guy, let alone an attractive, smart musical theatre student. Who he seems to get along with. And Kurt is out - like since high school out - and probably doesn't think much of a college graduate who hid in a closet through all of college. And Kurt thinks - no Kurt knows - that Blaine's straight. So coming out just feels much more loaded now. Just once this coming out thing was supposed to be simple but what's that saying, Man plans and G-d laughs.
"Let's go, Blaine. This was the cheapest motel I could find in State College and it's two to a room. You're with me," Rachel pulls him into the cheap, but fortunately clean, reception of the very basic overnight accommodation. "We have two rooms under Rachel Berry," Rachel says to the very bored looking man behind the desk.
The bored guy briefly looks at Rachel and hands her two sets of keys. "You and your boyfriend are in 206."
It takes her a second. "My? No no, this isn't my boyfriend. He's my cousin." The guy looks even more bored.
"Whatever works for you." Blaine grimaces at the suggestion and Rachel gives the doorman her best glare as she hands Kurt and Tina the other set of keys.
"Well, that was gross," Kurt says plainly.
Blaine is still shaking his head. "Can we just forget that whole encounter?"
"Please," Rachel says as they open the door to room 206. "I don't even want to know who else is occupying this place with comments like that."
"It's just one night," Tina reassures probably herself.
"Well, let's hit the hay then. It's an early start and I'm driving tomorrow," Blaine says as he steps into the basic and ugly but at least clean motel room.
"Hit the hay?" Kurt repeats. "How old are you actually?"
Blaine laughs. "I am sometimes accused of having an old school charm," He tries. "Wait until you see my bowtie collection." He sees Kurt's eyes rise in amusement just before he closes the door.
Gleehearts Fic: Grab Your Things, I’ve Come to Take You Home (Part 2/?)
For @gleehearts-challenge
Summary: Blaine just graduated from Ohio State and he is finally pursuing his dream to do a Masters in Musical Theatre at NYADA. That, and he’s finally coming out as gay. He’s a bit of a late bloomer but he got there and he’s ready. And what better way to start off his New York City adventure than on a week long road trip with his cousin Rachel and her musical theatre friends on their way back to NYADA for sophomore year. He just didn’t expect that one of her friends would be a guy - let alone a very cute gay guy who seems to have himself figured out.
Part 2 Kurt POV (Prompts: Bad idea, Listen)
"He'll be like a chaperone? " Kurt whined at Rachel over the phone when she told him that her slightly older cousin Blaine who is starting a Masters at NYADA would be joining them on the road trip. "This is a bad idea."
"Oh don't whine, Kurt. This is literally the best of all worlds. Now we'll have another driver and it's my cousin, Blaine. You remember him, right?"
"I've never met him, Rachel."
"He came to our Regionals competition while he was at Ohio State."
"Oh yes, you mean the guy in the audience?"
"Very funny. Well it doesn't matter. He's a really great guy. Easy going and talented."
"And straight, I assume?"
"Oh yeah. He had a girlfriend for like five years but I think they broke up? I'll have to ask him. Anyways, that doesn't matter. He wants to have fun and he's totally cool. He has gay uncles."
"Gay uncles. Quite the litmus test," Kurt said under his breath. But it didn't really matter because he wanted to go on this road trip - He, in fact, had organized the whole thing. First to Providence, to visit their friend Santana, then to Provincetown (of course), and finally back to New York City for summer fun before school begins again. If the straight guy doesn't want to check out the gay bars in Provincetown, he doesn't have to come.
"Hi. My name's Blaine." Kurt shuts the door to the backseat of Tina's car and is greeted by a smiley, very handsome guy with an outstretched hand.
"Kurt." Blaine has a firm handshake and very pretty yellow brown eyes. Rachel had failed to mention that her cousin was very very good looking. Kurt has known his share of handsome men who are off limits but at this point in his life he has no problem respectfully appreciating the scenery.
Turns out that Blaine not only has pretty eyes but he is also a very good conversationalist. In the first three hours of their drive to their pit stop in State College, Pennsylvania, Kurt learns that Blaine did a business major at Ohio State due to parental pressure, but that his real passion is music - his minor - and that he sings and plays piano or at least "I can carry a tune." Rachel is the one who convinced him to apply to a Masters Program at NYADA and he's excited to start. "You can show me around," He enthused. "Show me where the cool kids hang out." He winked. What a dork but Kurt laughs because somehow it's both dorky and charming.
But the real surprise was what Blaine had learned about Kurt in those first hours in the car. Blaine seemed to know how to both talk and listen. How novel. And he seemed to want to know about Kurt. He kept asking all kinds of questions. Was Kurt planning to act professionally? Why did he choose New York? Did he always want to leave Ohio? "You may realize that Lima is not exactly a gay mecca if you know, you actually want to date and don't want to be thrown in dumpsters." That got Blaine's attention.
"You were thrown in dumpsters?"
"Well that was my first two years of high school, before glee club became kind of a shield. But yes. The hockey team had no qualms about throwing my high end McQueen knock offs into yesterday's rotten meat loaf." Blaine grimaced. He was listening. "But I don't think it's controversial to say that my prospects in either theatre or romance are far better in New York City than Lima."
"Fair. And wow."
"Wow?"
"You were out in high school." Blaine says it with a slight awe, like he can't quite believe it. And frankly, Kurt isn't surprised - He knows he was brave even though he never really felt like it was a choice.
"I was," He nods. "But there wasn't really anything fun about it until I finally moved to New York.
"Though fun is definitely the wrong word for the gay dating scene in New York." Kurt really could not believe he was talking this much. But Blaine kept asking.
"No Sally to your Harry, or Harry to your Sally?" He is also making New York City romantic comedy references. Kurt does not often admit that he was wrong, especially not to Rachel, but he is beginning to think that her cousin is indeed, quite cool.
"I always play Sally. And I'm impressed. But no. No Harry. I dated a guy, Adam, for a few months last year, though. He was the head of the Glee club there, actually. But enough about me. I'm talking your ear off. What about you? Rachel said you had a long term girlfriend-"
"Yeah, Quinn. We dated for five years. Since high school."
"Oh wow."
"We broke up about six months ago but we somehow stayed friends."
"That's great." He wasn't sure if he should ask anything else or if this was a sore spot.
"It is actually. I was ready for something else."
Kurt nods, "People can change a lot from high school."
Blaine shakes his head but agrees. "I think we just wanted different things."
Gleehearts Fic: Grab Your Things, I've Come to Take You Home
For @gleehearts-challenge
Summary: Blaine just graduated from Ohio State and he is finally pursuing his dream to do a Masters in Musical Theatre at NYADA. That, and he's finally coming out as gay. He's a bit of a late bloomer but he got there and he's ready. And what better way to start off his New York City adventure than on a week long road trip with his cousin Rachel and her musical theatre friends on their way back to NYADA for sophomore year. He just didn't expect that one of her friends would be a guy - let alone a very cute gay guy who seems to have himself figured out.
A/N: I am writing this story. It's almost done and I will start posting with Gleehearts prompts once a day. All I ask of you tumblr readers is to comment in tags - it's hard to know if anyone is reading these days and tumblr is an easier space for a quick comment. I will also post in larger chunks on AO3. Mostly Blaine POV with a little Kurt here and there.
Prompt 1 (Part 1/?): Explain Later
"Blaine, you can go ahead and bring my suitcase to the car," Rachel yells down the stairs as Blaine walks in the door of his uncles' house. Blaine looks over and sees a large bright pink suitcase which he assumes is the one for the car. It really doesn't seem like Rachel has done the type of minimalist packing required for a week long road trip in a Sedan with three other friends. Or two friends and a cousin as the case may be. He really hopes this was a good idea.
Blaine just graduated from Ohio State with an Honours degree in business and a minor in music and he is finally, finally pursuing his dreams to do a Masters in Musical Theatre at NYADA. His cousin Rachel is going into sophomore year there and she offered him a ride to New York - on a bit of a roundabout weeklong trip with her friends with a few stops along the way. It was perfect really - he was looking for a fun and easy vacation before starting all over again in New York. And when his uncles, Hiram and Leroy, heard he had no set plans, they had clapped their hands and suggested that he join Rachel and her friends from NYADA on their little East Coast road trip back. They would have a great time, they were sure, and it wouldn't hurt to have a responsible chaperone on the trip. While he appreciates his uncles' trust, he wouldn't have agreed if he thought Rachel was into anything too crazy that required any kind of real chaperone. Rachel is definitely difficult, and arguably crazy (exhibit 'A' the way too large pink suitcase), but she's a serious student and a good kid and he figures it might be fun to hang out with some musical theatre people after four years of business school. It was definitely the music major that got him through. And helped him figure himself out.
Also, he figures that Rachel, and her theatre friends, might be a low stakes social world to start to come out. As gay. He knows he's a bit of a late bloomer, especially with gay uncles, but he's from small town Westserville, Ohio, and was with his high school girlfriend until about six months ago. He actually has Quinn to thank for all this. Well, Quinn and her new boyfriend, Sam, who has become one of his closest friends.
"Blaine, we've been together for years and I love you."
"I love you too."
"I know you do. But Blaine, I don't think you love me like that."
"Wha'd you mean?" Blaine could feel his heart start to race and he kept his face as neutral as possible.
"You are hot, Blaine. Like very-" Blaine preened at the compliment.
"So are you of course-"
"No. I mean yes, but" Blaine admired that confidence in Quinn. "But you're not hot for me," She paused but Blaine didn't react unless you counted his heart pounding loudly beneath his shirt. He just hoped Quinn couldn't hear. Then she just said it. "You don't like sex."
"That's not true," Blaine said quickly, shaking his head. It isn't. "It's okay." He heard it as soon as he said it.
"Yes exactly!" Quinn had somehow caught him. "Sex isn't supposed to be okay, Blaine."
Blaine sighed and looked down, embarrassed. "What do you want me to do? I don't know what to-" Blaine paused and bit his lip to prevent any tears from starting.
"I don't want you to do anything. I want you to be honest."
"About what?" Quinn just crossed her arms.
"That you think that guy Sam you've been hanging out with in music is hotter than me."
"Sam is straight."
She just caught him again. How did she do that? Quinn nods and takes his hands. "And you're not." No he's not.
He's been letting it marinate for the last few months. He says it to himself in his head. He thinks about boys he's noticed through the years, telling himself that he just admired them. He broke up with Quinn and he told Sam why, and appreciated that Sam was cool. He realized that he thinks that Sam is hot and he knows that's fine too. That Sam isn't weirded out. That he is probably flattered. He thinks about how he might meet someone but can't quite figure it out but he figures that coming out to a social world beyond Sam and Quinn is a good start. And Rachel Berry is his cousin with gay dads. A road trip with her girlfriends from NYADA, a theatre school, couldn't be easier. Maybe she'll even take him to a gay bar in New York. She will definitely know where to go.
"Oh Tina's here! Are you ready, Blaine?" Rachel comes whirling down the stairs in what look to be new light pink sweatpants and a white tank top. She squeals and gives him a hug. "I'm so excited for our trip. Thank you for coming."
"Of course," Blaine nods as he picks up her oversized suitcase to bring to the car - a grey honda Civic with just enough room for 4 people on a road trip. Well, he didn't sign up for luxurious.
...
"Sorry I still have to pick up Kurt. He wasn't finished his morning skin routine," Tina quips before he can even introduce himself.
"Of course he wasn't," Rachel says as she climbs into the shotgun seat. "Tina, this is my cousin, Blaine."
"Hi," Blaine says from the back seat. "Thanks for driving and nice to meet you." Tina just said Kurt, right? A girl named Kurt? "Wait, Rachel, did you say Kurt? I assume a guy?" Of course there's nothing wrong with a co-ed road trip. He's a guy. But he's kind of the chaperone and he assumed he was chaperoning Rachel and her best friends, who he assumed were girls. Which he realizes was maybe sexist of him or whatever. Whatever. It's fine.
"Yeah, but he's gay so doesn't count," Tina says nonchalantly. "In case you were hoping for a bro to watch football with or whatever. That's not Kurt."
"Huh?" Blaine somehow feels offended but obviously can't say anything.
"Of course it counts," Rachel says emphatically. "Who else would help us find the best scene in Provincetown?" Right. They are stopping in State College, Providence to visit a friend, and Provincetown, before heading back to New York. That much Rachel had told him - the rest she said she'd explain later. He could have figured there was a gay guy in her group by the Provincetown stop. Obviously.
"Okay," Blaine says as expressionless as possible.
"Oh you're cool with the gay scene in Provincetown, right? You're not like a weird straight guy," Rachel states and Blaine isn't sure if he even needs to answer.
"Yeah," Blaine tries not to sound like he's scoffing. "I'm 'cool' with it," He makes air quotes. "I'm not a weird straight guy," He says under his breath, amusing only himself.
"Of course not," Rachel confirms. "You have gay uncles."
"I have gay uncles," Blaine repeats. "I'm sure that's it."
Hey Tumblr friends - I see you have all fallen for our little Canadian hockey show. I do like it too and my 15 yo daughter is utterly obsessed (we watch in parallel and discuss but can't watch all that smut with your kids - boundaries!). In any event, I'm looking forward to season 2 whenever it comes.
In the meantime, it still is only Kurt and Blaine who live rent free in my head when I call on them and I have been finding writing them again a balm to worldly stresses so I am writing yet another story it seems.
I know most have moved on from klaine fic but I'm wondering if there is still a critical mass here on tumblr who are interested or if I should just post it only on AO3 - any klaine fic readers here still? The current fic appears to be a summer road trip of third year NYADA students Kurt, Rachel, Tina, and Rachel's cousin Blaine who just graduated from Ohio State, was asked to come as a sort of chaperone, and is just coming out.
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