Blaine smiled and raised a brow. “Hmm… is this you asking out of generosity or is this you sucking up to make a better impression?” he asked, his smile turning into a cheshire cat like grin. “Because I think she would like that… She would always complain that I didn’t help her in the kitchen enough, but I’m not exactly the greatest cook. I can boil a mean pot of water though!”
“I’m a great cook! It’s kinda both… I haven’t gotten the chance to be in a kitchen in like… ugh a month or something. I’m getting rusty. And I want to impress her.” Kurt blushed a little. “Now. Let’s go get dressed and you’re gonna take me out on a date.” He said triumphantly, turning off the water and pulling them out, grabbing a towel to dry himself and Blaine off.
Blaine smiled and followed him, helping him dry both of them off, before wrapping his arms around him and leading him into the bathroom. “As you wish my beautiful boyfriend..” he whispered, before kissing his cheek and going to get dressed. He took him out on a cute date where they acted all lovey dovey, then had amazing sex when they got home, because they can never get enough of each other.
Blaine grinned, “Sounds pretty awesome babe. God, it would become such a cult hit…” he said, laughing, before kissing Kurt’s neck softly. “And you’re Kate Winslet because that necklace would look amazing with your eyes, while it would look weird on me, surrounded by my chest hair,” he stated, matter-of-factly with another chuckle.
“Mmm. I like your chest hair. I like all of your hair.” Kurt moaned a little, emphasizing the point a little, running one hand through the hair on Blaine’s chest and the other tugging on Blaine’s curls a little roughly. “Oh, and hey, ask you mom if we can come over early so I can maybe help her with dinner?”
Blaine smiled and raised a brow. “Hmm… is this you asking out of generosity or is this you sucking up to make a better impression?” he asked, his smile turning into a cheshire cat like grin. “Because I think she would like that… She would always complain that I didn’t help her in the kitchen enough, but I’m not exactly the greatest cook. I can boil a mean pot of water though!”
Blaine sighed dramatically and cupped Kurt’s face with both of his hands. “I’LL NEVER LET GO, KURT! I’LL NEVER LET GO!” he replied, staring into his beautiful blue eyes and trying his hardest not to collapse in laughter. “I will let you take that clock and float to safety and live the rest of your life until they find the naked drawing I did of you in a safe at the bottom of the ocean and then you have to go back and tell the story of our love before throwing that necklace into the sea and die in your sleep, dreaming of us being back together!”
“HEY! Why am I Kate Winslet?!” Kurt asked, hitting Blaine in the chest. “But seriously. We should right the gay version of Titanic. That would be SO HOT.” Kurt swayed, his hand on his forehead. “We could have sex in the back of a car and yupcould draw me naked and I’d get jewels and ugh it would be awesome.” Kurt grinned, raking a hand through Blaine’s curls. “And dont worry. We’ll share the clock. We’ll take turns.”
Blaine grinned, “Sounds pretty awesome babe. God, it would become such a cult hit…” he said, laughing, before kissing Kurt’s neck softly. “And you’re Kate Winslet because that necklace would look amazing with your eyes, while it would look weird on me, surrounded by my chest hair,” he stated, matter-of-factly with another chuckle.
Blaine smiled and pecked Kurt’s lips softly. He sighed happily. “I might just be really in love with you too… Good thing we’re on the same page with that..” he whispered, cupping Kurt’s cheek gently. “Your adorableness never ceases to astound me. And no matter what… I’m never letting you go. I don’t care if the worst possible situation with my parents happens. Nothing will ever make me stop loving you, Kurt Hummel. Nothing at all,” he added, caressing his boyfriend’s cheek with his thumb.
“What if…” Kurt bit his lip and made a really over dramatic face to express that he was thinking really hard. “We’re on a boat… and we hit an iceberg… and we go down with the ship but I don’t have a life jacket but we find a floating clock and we can’t share it… WOULD YOU LET GO THEN BLAINE? WOULD YOU LET GO?” Kurt asked, poking Blaine in the sides but holding him steadily in his grasp so he couldn’t fall.
Blaine sighed dramatically and cupped Kurt’s face with both of his hands. “I’LL NEVER LET GO, KURT! I’LL NEVER LET GO!” he replied, staring into his beautiful blue eyes and trying his hardest not to collapse in laughter. “I will let you take that clock and float to safety and live the rest of your life until they find the naked drawing I did of you in a safe at the bottom of the ocean and then you have to go back and tell the story of our love before throwing that necklace into the sea and die in your sleep, dreaming of us being back together!”
Blaine chuckled and smiled at his boyfriend. “Maybe you’re right… But I’m still nervous. Because trying to be supportive is one thing… but when they are faced with it it’s another. They’ve never seen me with a guy before. I mean, I obviously got the most beautiful man in the world, but still…” he said with a sigh. “I’m so glad you’re not freaking out about this though. I feel like this situation should be the other way around…”
“Well, I’m kinda expecting the worst, so I’m hoping to be pleasantly surprised when I get there. And I have baby Blaine pictures to look forward to.” Kurt smiled and kissed Blaine’s forehead. “Besides. They’d better get used to me. I’ll be around a lot. They can’t scare me off, and don’t you dare ever think that. Nothing will scare me away from you. You’re my best friend and you happen to have a really big dick. Trust me. You’re the whole package… and you know…” Kurt’s voice dropped into a whisper, resting their foreheads together. “I might just be really in love with you too. Just… don’t tell anyone. It’s a secret.”
Blaine smiled and pecked Kurt’s lips softly. He sighed happily. “I might just be really in love with you too… Good thing we’re on the same page with that..” he whispered, cupping Kurt’s cheek gently. “Your adorableness never ceases to astound me. And no matter what… I’m never letting you go. I don’t care if the worst possible situation with my parents happens. Nothing will ever make me stop loving you, Kurt Hummel. Nothing at all,” he added, caressing his boyfriend’s cheek with his thumb.
Blaine pulled Kurt flush against his body, hugging him tightly. He couldn’t being completely and totally thankful for the perfect boy in his arms. He kissed his shoulder gently. “I don’t even know if they really know you’re my boyfriend though… I mean, I’ve said you are, but that doesn’t necessarily mean they listened. They just know that you seem to dominate every sentence that comes out of my mouth, and that’s why they set this up…” he explained, biting his bottom lip and worrying it between his teeth.
“Well. I don’t have a girls name, so they can’t confuse that. But seriously. They know you’re gay and they heard the word boyfriend. Thats why they want to meet me. Because maybe in the beginning they didn’t think it would last so they didn’t put it in their list of things to do, but now they realize how serious it is and they’re putting forth effort. They’re trying to show you show support.” Kurt gasped at Blaine’s body, his normally sensitive skin overly sensitive with all the heat around them.
Blaine chuckled and smiled at his boyfriend. “Maybe you’re right… But I’m still nervous. Because trying to be supportive is one thing… but when they are faced with it it’s another. They’ve never seen me with a guy before. I mean, I obviously got the most beautiful man in the world, but still…” he said with a sigh. “I’m so glad you’re not freaking out about this though. I feel like this situation should be the other way around…”
“You do realize that the dinner would be with both of my parents right? My passive mother who loves me in her way and my father who says he accepts me, but really doesn’t? It wouldn’t be all baby Blaine pictures and soft giggles about how much of a puppy I was. It’s… it’s going to be stressful,” he said with a sigh, rubbing Kurt’s back gently. “It could go in so many different ways, and I’m terrified it will head in the direction of one of the bad scenarios….”
“Even if it does, we’ll get through it together, like we do with everything else.” Kurt said, rubbing the back or Blaine’s neck, playing with the wet curls that were starting to really grow out. “It’ll be tense, sure. But we’ll get through it. They love you, and they want to meet me, so they’re trying to be supportive. It may take years for real noticeable progress, but this is progress too. Baby steps. That’s all they can do right now.” He kissed Blaine’s cheek then, nuzzling his cheek into Blaine’s fuzz.
Blaine pulled Kurt flush against his body, hugging him tightly. He couldn’t being completely and totally thankful for the perfect boy in his arms. He kissed his shoulder gently. “I don’t even know if they really know you’re my boyfriend though… I mean, I’ve said you are, but that doesn’t necessarily mean they listened. They just know that you seem to dominate every sentence that comes out of my mouth, and that’s why they set this up…” he explained, biting his bottom lip and worrying it between his teeth.
Blaine smiled and nodded, biting his lip. “They did actually… My mom has so many pictures, she used to show the neighbors and they’d laugh and tell her how cute they thought I was. How… very puppy like,” he said, shaking his head. “If she even tries to break out those albums when we go to dinner, I swear, I will kill her….” he said to himself, laughing lightly. “Though, that would be better than the baby pictures. I had so much hair on my head, it wasn’t even funny.”
“Oh. My. God. CAN WE GO TO DINNER NOW? LIKE. TONIGHT. ILL DO ANYTHING.” Kurt said, bouncing a little, really excited. He pulled Blaine under the water and rinsed the soap out of his hair, then pulled them together and wrapped his arms around Blaine’s shoulders. “Pleeeaaassee?” Kurt asked, his blue eyes shining happily. He’d kill to see a baby Blaine with all that hair… those curls. Ugh.
“You do realize that the dinner would be with both of my parents right? My passive mother who loves me in her way and my father who says he accepts me, but really doesn’t? It wouldn’t be all baby Blaine pictures and soft giggles about how much of a puppy I was. It’s… it’s going to be stressful,” he said with a sigh, rubbing Kurt’s back gently. “It could go in so many different ways, and I’m terrified it will head in the direction of one of the bad scenarios….”
Blaine closed his eyes and leaned into Kurt’s touch. “I don’t think she’s a bitch… I just think she’s misunderstood. She was pretty open with me, Kurt. She even hugged me. I may have initiated it, but she hugged back!” he said, before glancing back at Kurt. “And she told me about how the bullies used to push you around even then. That really bothered me… I wish I had known you then so I could’ve helped you… Or at least taken the blows with you,” he added with a soft sigh, before looking away from him again.
Kurt lifted Blaine by the chin, stopping his movements in his curls. “Hey. Don’t say that. You came in in a much more perfect period when I needed you way more than I needed someone as a kid. Besides. Santana helped me a lot. And we were just kids. It wasn’t that bad. Anyways, I would have kicked any ones ass that dared hurt a little Blaine. I bet your eyes looked even BIGGER when you were a kid.” He smiled softly and kissed Blaine before going back to finish his job and rinse Blaine’s hair out, then continued with the conditioner.
Blaine smiled and nodded, biting his lip. “They did actually… My mom has so many pictures, she used to show the neighbors and they’d laugh and tell her how cute they thought I was. How… very puppy like,” he said, shaking his head. “If she even tries to break out those albums when we go to dinner, I swear, I will kill her….” he said to himself, laughing lightly. “Though, that would be better than the baby pictures. I had so much hair on my head, it wasn’t even funny.”
Blaine laughed softly, tipping Kurt’s hair back into the stream to rinse out the conditioner. “Well, we went and got coffee obviously. Then she took me to a playground… there was some nostalgia, a race to the swings, then we slid down the double slide together. It was like we were little kids and she was smiling and happy and… I don’t know why Rachel complained about her so much. She’s just… a scared and confused girl…” he explained.
“Well, Santana’s a bitch. I guess she’s just angry because she hated herself. Wait. You went to an old elementary playground?” Kurt asked, turning to face Blaine. “That was our old school. I remember that slide. When I got to the bottom, I had to run back up it so the kids didn’t get me at the bottom.” He sighed a little sadly. “I thought skinned knees were the end of the world back then.” He grabbed the shampoo and started the same process Blaine had done on him, but Kurt took a little more time because he just loved touching those curls.
Blaine closed his eyes and leaned into Kurt’s touch. “I don’t think she’s a bitch… I just think she’s misunderstood. She was pretty open with me, Kurt. She even hugged me. I may have initiated it, but she hugged back!” he said, before glancing back at Kurt. “And she told me about how the bullies used to push you around even then. That really bothered me… I wish I had known you then so I could’ve helped you… Or at least taken the blows with you,” he added with a soft sigh, before looking away from him again.
