Fic: Something Blue (2/?)
Part 1 here
Rating: NC-17 Warnings: Mentions of infidelity Pairings: Kurt/OC, Kurt/Blaine Summary: Kurt is getting married to his long time boyfriend, Sean, who encourages him to get help from one of the best wedding planner agencies in New York. From there, he meets Blaine and quickly befriends him as they work together to plan the wedding of Kurt's dreams. Soon enough, Kurt begins to realize, that maybe the perfect wedding needs a different fiance. (Written for the wonderful Lauren)
“Where were you last night?” Kurt questions him over his sixth cup of coffee, hands shaking but he felt like he needed the caffeine after a night of tossing and turning. Sean stands with his hands to his temples, groaning.
“Out with some of the guys from work.”
“Out, where?” Kurt pushes, hand gripping his coffee cup a little too tightly. Sean walks towards him and puts his hands on Kurt’s face.
“We got drinks. It’s no big deal, babe.” Kurt swats him away and walks to his office, not bothering to turn around. Sean follows him, hanging by the door frame as Kurt collapses into his desk chair. “Kurt?”
“Sean, I need to work. I’m really behind.” He tries to build a wall, looking at his computer until Sean is walking away from the door. He hears their front door shut and sighs, leaning back in his chair with his eyes closed. He doesn’t realized he fell asleep until his phone is ringing and he’s jolting awake, picking it up with sleep heavy eyes.
“Hello?” He mumbles, groggy and angry at himself for sleeping, he looks at his computer and cringes at the work load he has left.
“Hi! This is Blaine from Aurora Anderson. I just wanted to let you know that I found a location for your wedding. It’s beautiful and –“ Kurt blanks out, trying so hard to get back in wedding mode and fall out of ‘angry at Sean’ mode. He tunes back into Blaine just as he finishes describing the location, and tries to piece everything together.
“That sounds really great.” He finally says after moments of silence over the line. Blaine clears his throat.
“I shouldn’t ask, but, are you okay? There’s something in your voice that is making it seem otherwise.”
“No.” Kurt pauses. He knows he shouldn’t say anything, but he can’t help but let the words slip from his grip. “I’m not.”
“How about we go get coffee? We’ll just focus on wedding stuff; get your mind off of whatever is going on.”
And thirty minutes later, Kurt is seated across from Blaine with a scone and coffee cup in front of him. Blaine sits all the way back in his chair, legs crossed with wedding magazines splayed out on the table. Kurt thumbs through one of them, eventually closing it and letting his face fall in his hands.
“This isn’t helping.” He whispers, “I just have this feeling in the bottom of my stomach, like maybe things aren’t right.”
“Kurt,” Blaine adjusts the way he’s sitting so he’s leaning in to the table more. “Sean loves you. You love him. Every couple goes through rough patches before their wedding. It comes with the package deal.”
“Okay.” Kurt nods, eyes shutting as he scrunches up his face, “Okay.” He opens his eyes, forgetting about what happened the previous night. He picks up a magazine and suddenly becomes animated as he chats about different wedding plans. When he leaves the coffee shop later that day, his mind is clear and his thoughts are only happy ones, which he has Blaine to thank for. As he walks back to his apartment, he thinks about Blaine. It must be interesting to work in a family business for such a long time, he once did that himself, every summer he worked at his father’s auto shop. It was different and much unexpected from someone like Kurt. Blaine, Kurt was sure, most likely expected to work as n event planner from a very young age. It left Kurt wondering if that shaped Blaine as a person. It was probably dumb to pick up his cell phone and text Blaine: ‘Can I ask you a question?’ But Kurt couldn’t stop thinking of all the different things he could ask Blaine about himself. It was as if he suddenly was seeing him as a person for the first time, not only as someone who was there to work for him.
He spent the rest of his night texting Blaine on and off as he worked on his designs, learning about him. Blaine turned out to be a lot more fascinating and open than Kurt had expected. As it turned out, Blaine didn’t intend on working for the family business but fell into it when his job as a piano and guitar teacher wasn’t bringing in enough money. At the time, his mother was somewhat unhappy with him for not participating in the family business like his brother and sister. So to make her feel better and to secure him a well paying job, he joined Aurora Anderson Events with hesitance. It wasn’t until he was given a job to help a same sex couple, who turned out to be Kurt’s friends Brittany and Santana, with their wedding that he realized how much he enjoyed planning and organizing for other people. Work wasn’t the only thing they talked about; soon they were discussing more personal topics, such as Blaine’s love life, which at the moment was inexistent. It surprised Kurt how quickly their conversation developed, especially as he re read the messages before saying goodnight. Sean still wasn’t home, leaving Kurt to lay down in bed alone, staring at the ceiling and wishing in the back of his mind that everything would be okay between them. Sean came home minutes after midnight, not saying a word to Kurt, but falling quickly asleep beside him. Kurt realized as he looked at the stray hairs framing Sean’s face, that he had never felt more alone. Even when one of Sean’s arms found its way across his body, his bones still ached from the way his heart felt. As he neared falling asleep, he thought about how with every promotions Sean would get, the more hours he would be working and trying to impress people, which meant less time for romance and intimacy. Right before he begins to dream, his last thought is that they haven’t been intimate in almost a month. In the morning, he’s thankful he fell asleep before he could let himself think about it any longer.
When there is about three months until the wedding, Blaine is sitting on Kurt’s bedroom floor laughing as Kurt tries on different suits. He brought them all home from the Vogue offices with permission, and some of them are absolutely outrageous. They go through about three suits before Blaine is getting antsy. Kurt is in the bathroom removing one of the suits when Blaine opens the door, the smile on his lips quickly turning into an ‘o’ as he gasps.
“I’m…” He blinks a few times as Kurt stands there; frozen and confused by the looks Blaine is giving him. “Not that sorry.” Blaine mumbles, but Kurt catches it. Slowly, Kurt’s mind begins to reflect and reinterpret different things that Blaine has done in the past two months of planning. All of the times he’s caught Blaine looking at him, the times Blaine has called because something he saw reminded him of Kurt, the times where they had put aside wedding planning to talk about everything else they could possibly think of. And though Blaine had always had an excuse for the odd things he had done, with the added tension in the room and the words he just said on top of it all, it was evident that Blaine was thinking of Kurt in a different way than he should.
“Blaine, what are you doing?” Kurt still has his hands on the button of the pants he was trying on, and Blaine is getting closer to him.
“Tell me to stop.” He says, Kurt stands there eyes never leaving Blaine’s, still feeling frozen and unsure. “Kurt, please. Please tell me to stop.” He notices Blaine’s eyes are watery, his hands shaking as they touch where Kurt’s hands are. He doesn’t say anything as Blaine undoes the button and unzips the pants, closing the gap between them before letting them fall to the floor. Blaine’s hands reach to hold Kurt’s face, his eyes switching from staring into Kurt’s and then focusing on his lips, as if he’s asking for permission. Kurt’s heart is racing. It’s been so long since someone has looked at him like Blaine is, he’s wanted so badly to have someone want him. Then there’s Blaine, inching closer by the second, their bodies snug together as Kurt leans down in a moment of spontaneity and kisses Blaine hard on the mouth. Soon they’re surging together, clothes being grabbed at and thrown on the floor, hands roaming impatiently, lips taking and giving so much that Kurt can barely handle it. He’s hard, his body aching for release and Blaine can tell. Kurt leans against the bathroom sink as Blaine slides down his body to his knees. He watches as Blaine looks up at him, hands going for the sides of his briefs as he starts to pull them down.
“Stop.” Kurt whimpers, “I…I can’t cheat.” Blaine sighs, closing his eyes as he sits back on his heels. He reaches around and picks up his clothes, Kurt biting his lip as hard as he can to get himself to focus. “It’s not that I don’t want to. You’re really great, Blaine.”
“No, I get it. We…can’t do this. You’re getting married.” Blaine rises to put on his pants, looking around the bathroom until finding his shirt by the shower. He shrugs it on and hands Kurt his clothes. They stare at each other, Kurt’s lips parting, chapped from biting them so hard. Blaine reaches out before he can stop himself, running his thumb over where his lips are bleeding a little. “You’re so beautiful… I shouldn’t say that. You are, though. I’ve always thought that, from the moment you stepped in my office.”
“I’m late with this. To be honest, I had no idea you were interested in me. I’m so oblivious.” Kurt puts his clothes on, walking to the kitchen to make a fresh pot of coffee. “Now that I realize how you’ve felt…I have to admit that I have been a little obsessed with the attention.”
“That’s understandable.” Blaine sits down on the sofa, his hand to his lips, touching them as if he can still feel the kiss lingering there. “I feel so incredibly immature for what I just did. I’m so sorry.” Kurt sits down beside him, shaking his head as Blaine speaks.
“It takes two to tango.” He laughs. “It’s fine.”
“Do you really feel fine, though?” Blaine asks, his tone changing and becoming softer. “You seem so sad, Kurt. I’m not supposed to say anything about how I see your relationship, it’s in the contract my mother makes us sign, but…”
“Yes. I’ve realized over time that his job has gotten in the way and that’s the only thing holding us back from being the way we were before.”
“But is that the truth?” Blaine watches as Kurt rises, going over to the coffee pot and getting two mugs from the cabinets. He pours them both some coffee and sets one on the counter, gesturing for Blaine to take it. Blaine gets up and stands by the counter. He watches as the steam rises from the mug,
“Are you asking because you’re a concerned friend or because you’re interested in me?” Kurt smiles and Blaine can’t help but smile back.
“A little of both, I guess.” They stand in the silence, sipping from their mugs, until it gets uncomfortable enough for Blaine to grab his things and leave. It’s late that night when Kurt goes to take a shower when he sees a bowtie laying on the tiled floor. He knows Sean is in the next room, hunched over paperwork, so he turns on the water to mask the sound of his crying. He spends half the time that the water is running sitting on the bathroom floor looking at Blaine’s bowtie. He thinks over all of the different things Blaine has said to him, non-wedding related, throughout the time he has known him. He compares Sean and Blaine in his head, two completely different people. Sean was like Blaine, somewhat, in the beginning. More eager, more enthusiastic, more passionate. When Kurt finally gets in the shower, he begins to question if people are really like they seem from the outside. Maybe if he were to end things with Sean and be with Blaine, it would end up just the same. Maybe you never know someone until a year or two goes by, maybe everyone is beautiful and interesting when you first are getting to know them, but underneath that they’re nothing but the same as everyone else. They only care about themselves, and filling the void with every possibility. Sean, right on the other side of the wall, is trying to fill the void with being successful. Kurt is trying to fill it with love. But, Blaine? Kurt doesn’t understand. He turns off the shower and puts on his bathrobe, walking out into the bedroom to find Sean sitting at his desk by the window, head in his hands. ‘It’s not working,’ Kurt wants to say, ‘Getting promotions and winning cases is never going to make you feel completely fulfilled like you think.’ But instead, he walks over and rubs Sean’s shoulders, thinking that trying to fill the void with love isn’t really working either.
