Blaine chuckled softly, feeling Kurt’s heart beating rapidly and hearing his breath come out slow and shallow. Kurt was denying what he wanted, once again. Blaine had a sneaking suspicion that Kurt wanted the exact same thing he did right now. He wanted to feel his lips against Blaine’s, just as much as Blaine wanted to claim Kurt’s. “Oh? Nothing at all really? For someone who took the time to put their bucketlist on their phone I’m sure it’s quite long, and used for times like this specifically, times where you actually feel like being adventurous” Blaine could tell Kurt wasn’t going to cave so simply, clinging onto this innocent, that while adorable was mildly irritating. Blaine just wanted to kiss him, kiss. Was Kurt really so opposed to any sort of intimate actions?
Blaine decided that he wasn’t going to get anywhere just trying to get Kurt to make the first move, that could take years. So instead he suddenly grabbed Kurt’s arm, turning him around and then placing his hands on Kurt’s hips, pinning him to the side of the pool. “As much as I love spending time with you Kurt, I think things would be a lot easier if I just helped the process a long a little bit” he smiled, his hands running up and down Kurt’s sides. “There would be no point in a second date if we don’t have that spark, right? So why don’t we find out?” With that, Blaine leaned in and captured Kurt’s lips in a slow, but deep kiss, pressing his upper body against Kurt as his fingers dug into Kurt’s hips. Despite the hint of chlorine Kurt still tasted amazing, and god his lips were soft. The wolf inside Blaine was rolling around happily after finally getting some sort of contact with Kurt. But now that eager, possessive side of Blaine was spurring forth, and Kurt may not only be getting out of here with a simple kiss to remember.
Kurt’s cheeks flushed darker as Blaine spoke of the bucket list he had on his phone. He hated how Blaine could someone how tell he did that, like it was so obvious. “No, nothing else,” Kurt said sternly, hoping Blaine would move away from him now and leave him alone so he could breath right again.
But Blaine was grabbing at his arm and Kurt gasped as Blaine turned him around. Kurt’s eyes widened, moving down to glance at Blaine’s hands that pinned his hips against the wall, flushing as he saw more than he wanted at the moment. He looked back into Blaine’s eyes, his palms pressing flat against the wall as he tried to keep his heart from bursting out of his chest and embarrassing him. Kurt couldn’t speak, his voice caught in his throat as he shook his head and tried to get Blaine away. But Blaine was suddenly leaning forward, and Kurt thought his lungs were going to burst as their lips met. Kurt was a bit shocked, surprised that Blaine had done that but he couldn’t pull his lips away as Blaine pressed closer. His lips were… Warm… And molded with Kurt’s perfectly. Kurt’s fingers drug across the wall of the pool, his hips arching to Blaine’s touch as his fingers dug into his skin. There was nothing but delicious pain that sent tingles through his body. Kurt gave up, his body exhausted over fighting the want, his hands slipping against’s Blaine’s sides under the water. He dug his nails into the skin as he moaned quietly into the kiss, pressing his lips harder against Blaine’s as their lips moved together.
Blaine shrugged “It’s no big deal, I’ve already been in here twice and haven’t been caught. You got to live a little!” he said, swimming closer to Kurt’s back, grinning mischievously. But then Kurt looked over his shoulder, and Blaine hated that way it looked so hot when he bit his lip playfully like that. But before Blaine could tease him Kurt has splashed him before kicking off and swimming away. Blaine flinched, wiping the water from his eyes before looking across to get a nice view of Kurt’s ass under the water, moving as Kurt swam away. No matter how hard Blaine was trying to impress Kurt tonight, he couldn’t resist his own animalistic cravings. Having someone as gorgeous as Kurt, naked in the same room as him, probably wasn’t the best idea if he was trying to string things out. Kurt then came out of the water, water droplets rolling down his face and back into the pool, hair slick to his face, and cheeks a little red most likely from embarrassment. Now that just wasn’t fair. How was Blaine supposed to hold back when Kurt just looked so damn good like that.
Blaine dove under the water himself, making his way over to Kurt, being able to see the other boys body clearly while under water. He had half a mind to just swim up and grab Kurt’s ass, but he figured he should at least be somewhat subtle. He resurfaced, gasping softly for air just as Kurt yelled at him. He chuckled softly “So you admit I was right” he grinned, swimming over, now only a few inches separating Blaine’s chest from Kurt’s back. Blaine placing his hands on the pavement on either side of Kurt, leaning in until the top of his chest pressed against Kurt’s back slightly. His lips were incredibly close to Kurt’s ear now, as he spoke “So, anything else you’d like for me to help cross off that bucket list of yours?” Blaine asked, a low rumble buzzing within his throat as he really wanted to just flip Kurt around and kiss him already. But no, he wanted to see if Krut could catch on, because playing with the human was rather fun as well.
“I’m not admitting anything,” Kurt said with a huff, looking down into the water to watch his feet for a moment. His head snapped up as he saw one of Blaine’s hands come into view, glancing at both of them as the rested on the concrete. Kurt bit his lip, staring straight at the ground, not wanting to look at Blaine’s muscled arms. Suddenly he was conscious of the fact that Blaine’s chest as pressing against his back, the skin slick and hot and Kurt gasped, pressing himself closer to the wall, his face red as Blaine spoke into his ear. A shiver ran along his spine as he thought of the bucket list he had- regrettably- on his phone, the things that he wanted to try to do sometime in his life.
Things that Blaine could definitely help cross of his list. Oh god, why was Kurt thinking like that? “I-um. I don’t think so,” Kurt squeaked, trying not to think of the fact that this boy was nude and his skin was pressing against Kurt’s, and just the slightest movement would press his crotch against Kurt’s ass. A breath was caught in his throat, and he tried to breath, but it wouldn’t move in or out. He was going to die. And he was going to die naked and in a pool with this attractive guy. And he was going to die because he was such a virgin that the thought of a naked man against him was causing him to choke on the air around him. Kurt finally got in a breath, and he gasped softly, trying calm his pulse that had quickened to an unattractive pace. “Yah, I don’t think so,” he muttered, his voice shaking slightly.
As Kurt told him not to look Blaine grinned as he knew Kurt was going to go through with it. “Alright I won’t” Blaine said, hands still covering his eyes. He heard the shifting around, clearly indicating Kurt was removing articles of clothing. His heart began to increase the pace of it’s beating, Blaine growing anxious knowing he was going to finally see more of Kurt’s beautiful skin. He heard Kurt’s shoes scuff against the floor, before hearing the familiar sound of a belt being undone. Blaine couldn’t help himself anymore, as he turned around in time to see Kurt shimmying out of his pants, getting a nice view of his ass and smooth legs. Then Kurt removed his underwear, and dear god that ass was the greatest ass Blaine had ever seen. Perfectly round, smooth, and Blaine could now clearly see that it was a place no one had ever touched before.
As Kurt’s head shifted Blaine quickly looked away and raised his hands again, looking he he hadn’t even sneaked a peek. “Can I look now?” he said for added effect, but Kurt still denied him. He heard Kurt’s body, he assumed his feet, slide into the water, before suddenly a small splash sounded and things went silent before Kurt resurfaced. Blaine slowly slid his hands down, looking towards Kurt as his hair now stuck for his forehead and he was dripping wet. He flashed him a smile “Aww come on, you did it! Don’t you feel great?” he said, swimming a little bit closer. “To feel the water move through every single part of your body. It’s like taking a bath but without the restrictions of space, it’s amazing” he grinned. “Plus that feeling that you may get caught just gives you this thrill that makes it even better, doesn’t it?”
Kurt shook his head crossing his arms over his chest as he let his toes touch against the bottom of the pool. “It’s cold. And weird.” He kept his back turned to Blaine, shivering slightly as he heard the water move with Blaine’s body as he moved closer. He was suddenly regretting his idea to do this suddenly. Kurt closed his eyes for a moment, concentrating more on the feel of the cool water caressing his skin, touching every inch of his body, feeling absolutely weird to him. “And the feeling that I’m going to get caught is actually quite terrifying really,” Kurt said with a serious nod, looking around the dark pool room. He couldn’t believe he was in a school that was closed for the day- They had broken in, oh god- and skinny dipping with a boy he had just met. Kurt Hummel, what has happened to you?!
Kurt took in a deep breath, rolling back his shoulders with a sigh, trying to feel relaxed. He was already stuck in here, and he was already naked, so he might as well get over it and get comfortable. Kurt glanced over at Blaine, biting his lip gently before he moved one of his arms and swiped it towards Blaine, splashing water towards him before pushing off of the bottom of the pool and diving into the water. He swam away from Blaine towards the farther end, popping up for air after a moment, gasping softly as he giggled to himself. Okay. So maybe Blaine was right. This was crazy, and refreshing. It was a beautiful feeling really, to have the water lapping against him, soothing and cool. Not to mention he did feel a thrill over the entire thing, not being able to contain the bubble of laughter that made it to his lips. He doggy paddled to the edge, still laughing to himself as he leaned against the cold wall, a shiver running along his spine as he looked over his shoulder for Blaine. “I really hate you being right all the time!” he called out, kicking his feet in the water, still feeling giddy as he looked around the room again. This was absolutely ridiculous. And Kurt was enjoying himself, for god sakes.
“But if I tell you, you might run away” Blaine said, simply gently tugging Kurt along with him, hand in his. “I’ll tell you once we get there” he grinned. After walking for a short while they were finally at the all Girl’s private school. Blaine fished in his pocket before pulling out his swiss army knife, heading up to the back doors and crouching down as he began to fiddle with the lock. “No one’s here at this time, and despite how fancy they seem they fail to install a security system when they close down, so we won’t get caught” he said, grinning as the lock clicked and the door opened a little bit. Blaine slid the knife back into his pocket, pushing open the door and gesturing for Kurt to follow. “Remember, no backing out till we get there” he said, allowing Kurt to follow him in before closing the door behind them both.
He lead Kurt down the hallways, making their way to the far end of the school where the indoor pool was located. Once they got to the doors Blaine pushed them open, bringing Kurt inside as they now had full view of the swimming pool. Blaine grinned as the doors closed, looking towards Kurt expectantly. “Well, you said you’ve never had the courage to go skinny dipping. No one’s here to see you now, besides me but I won’t look at you until you get in the water if you like” he said, not wasting time as he loosened his bowtie and suddenly pulled his polo up and over his head, tossing it side and leaving his chest bare. He then leaned over and wiggled out of his jeans, letting them hit the ground, then standing back up as he looked at Kurt while removing his boxer briefs, kicking both items of clothing away. He was now completely naked, smirking towards Kurt “See, it’s not so hard. The getting naked part I mean” he winked, before he turned around and dove into the water.
Once he surfaced for air he ran his fingers through his wet curls, swimming back over to the side and looking up at Kurt as he rested his arms on the pavement. “So, you in or out? You can cross this off your bucket list, because you look like the kind of guy who has one of those, probably on your phone” he teased, lips twitching up into a playful smirk. “Or you can chicken out, most likely won’t get such a private opportunity again in your life. Maybe you’ll never get to do it if you don’t do it now” Blaine looked at Kurt one final time, before turning around and placing his hands over his eyes. “I won’t even watch you undress”
Blaine’s statement of ‘You’ll run away’ wasn’t very settling as Kurt reluctantly followed him, becoming just a bit scared as he was thrown even more into darkness on the subject. Where the hell was Blaine dragging him? The confusion swept through him as they walked up to the local all girls’ school that Kurt had only ever seen pictures of. “What are we…” Kurt trailed off, wondering why he was still following Blaine as he made his way to the back doors. Kurt’s eyes widened as Blaine brought out a knife, his pulse picking up speed. Oh god. I knew it. He’s going to kill me now. I’m going to die. Just because I trusted this guy I ran into. Oh go. Blaine was crouching down when Kurt finally got his bearings and looked after him, realizing that no, Blaine wasn’t going to cut him anytime soon. Well, right now at least.
Was he breaking in!?!? “Blaine, what are you- oh my god. Don’t- Blaine! This is so illegal! Why would you even- no! Stop it! Oh my god.” Kurt had his hands covering his mouth as he turned in circles, watching for someone to come out and arrest them for breaking into the school at night. He still didn’t calm down as Blaine told him they wouldn’t get caught because Kurt was quite sure they would. “Why are you- Blaine, I don’t know what you think- this is ridiculous. Why do you have a knife!?” Kurt gave up on getting answers and huffed, crossing his arms over his chest, making a face as Blaine stood up to pushing open the door. “Fine, Fine,” Kurt muttered, his chest going tight as the door closed behind him. Like it was final or something. He was stuck in here with Blaine.
Kurt kept his arms curled tightly around himself, nervously glancing around as he followed Blaine through the school, expecting to run into a janitor or someone that would throw them out. “What are we-?” Kurt could smell the chlorine before Blaine opened the doors leading into the pool, his heart giving a painful clench. What we they doing at the pool? He actually didn’t want to know, but of course Blaine couldn’t read minds and spoke anyway. Kurt’s teeth clicked together as he closed his mouth, his eyes wide as he listened to Blaine’s explanation. Oh god, he should have never spoke up about that certain activity. And oh my god, was Blaine getting- Blaine was getting undressed.
Kurt flushed as Blaine tossed his shirt away, Kurt’s eyes trying to stay away from the bare chest before him, though he couldn’t help but glance at the tan skin stretching over his shoulders and chest and stomach. “Blaine- Please, I don- oh my.” His face was on fire as Blaine began to get out of his jeans, Kurt looking everywhere but the boy before him. He could feel Blaine’s eyes on him though, and he glanced down to see why he was staring so intently. “OH.” Kurt didn’t know how much more red his face could get as he looked away as quickly as possible. Kurt tried to block his view with his hand, uncomfortable as Blaine stood before him with nothing on. And even in this predicament Kurt was telling himself not to look at Blaine. He shouldn’t be having to tell himself that. He shouldn’t even be here! But being the teenage boy he was, his eyes peeked, and he couldn’t help but feel his entire body flush. He could not believe he had just done that.
He was still on fire as Blaine dove into the water, not being able to speak as he continued to shield his face. “No-no. I can’t. Blaine this is- this is uncalled for. We just met and I am not… This is ridiculous.” Kurt didn’t know who he was speaking to at this moment because he was actually thinking it over. Was he seriously thinking about getting into the water Blaine? Naked? This was too much. But Blaine was right… This was the only time he’d be able to do it most likely. And he had to stop being prude. He was constantly being called that by both Puck and Finn.
Well. A prude wouldn’t strip down and get in the water would they? No. Exactly.
Damn it. “Don’t look,” Kurt commanded, though it wouldn’t make any difference since the water was amazingly clear. Kurt turned around himself anyway, chewing on his lip as he unbuttoned his vest and shirt, carefully slipping them off and folding them before setting them on the floor. He toed off his shoes and kicked them away, leaning down to take off his socks, moving slowly, trying to stall everything. He took in a deep breath, unbuttoning and unzipping his pants, tugging them down, wiggling his hips slightly to get out of their tight embrace. He stepped out of them, then proceeded to fold them, before hooking his finger in the waistband of his boxer briefs. He blushed, uncomfortable as he pushed them down, kicking them away. “D-don’t look still. Stay t-turned around!” Kurt ordered again, looking over his shoulder at Blaine before he turned around and took careful steps to the edge of the pool. He didn’t look over at Blaine, hoping he wasn’t look as he lowered himself to sit on the cool concrete before he slipped his feet into the slightly warm water. He finally pushed off, gasping softly as he went under the water and resurfaced, his hair ruined. The water felt so weird against his skin, the feeling so new but sending adrenaline through his veins as he thought of how naughty this was. “I hate you,” Kurt muttered, still blushing as he turned his back towards Blaine so he couldn’t see too much.
Once Blaine was finished he licked one of his fingers, blinking as he looked at Kurt “Really? Man you really haven’t done anything then. I wasn’t even that bad, got none on my clothes” he grinned, proud of the fact. Despite Kurt looking uncomfortable and put off, Blaine noticed the way Kurt’s eyes looked down to his lips as Blaine finished cleaning off the one finger. A mischievous idea came to his mind. He then, with one of the fingers that still contained sauce, slowly moved it into his mouth, making sure to show his tongue as he did so, before wrapping his lips around the digits and slowly sucking his finger clean. He even closed his eyes for added effect, to let Kurt have a moment to stare. Blaine then hummed softly at the taste, before pulling his finger out of his mouth with a small pop. He licked his lips slowly “I’m gonna go wash up so that you can stop whining” he rolled his eyes and chuckled. I’ll be back. With that Blaine slid out of the booth and headed into the bathroom.
After spending some time washing his hands clean and wiping his face with a paper towel, Blaine took a moment to plan ahead his idea. The closest location would be that all girls private school that had it’s own indoor swimming pool. Blaine had already broken in there once, he could easily do it again. Plus then things would be more private, and Kurt wouldn’t have an excuse to be nervous or worried. The cleaning staff would be gone by now. Plus Blaine figured Kurt may have some sort of issues with the cleanliness of the lakes in this town. So indoor pool it was. He grinned as he thought about it, determined to get the boy to go skinny dipping tonight.
He finally headed out of the bathroom, going back to their table but not bothering to sit down. “There, now am I presentable?” he asked, raising a brow. He then pulled out his wallet, opening it and grabbing a bill, placing it down on the table before taking Kurt’s hand and pulling him up to stand. He quickly placed his jacket around the boys shoulders again before pulling him out of the restaurant. “Alright, now that you’ve had your idea of a date, I want to do mine” he said, leading Kurt down the street towards the school. “Don’t worry, I’m not bringing you to the woods to rape you. I’m just going to show you how good it feels to let loose a little bit” he grinned. “Plus if we get there and you don’t want to do it you can leave, I promise” he explained, but still refused to tell Kurt what exactly they were doing. “But you’re not allowed to refuse until we’re there got it?”
Kurt made another face at Blaine’s proudness about getting no sauce on his clothes. That didn’t matter, he still had it all over himself, and it was very unsettling. But with how gross and unsettling it was, his eyes still gravitated towards his mouth, where he was currently licking off a finger. Why did Kurt find that so…hot? He knew he was staring, but he just couldn’t tear his gaze away. And that feeling increased tenfold as Blaine proceed to put another finger in his mouth, licking at it and sucking it between his lips. His breath hitched as he watched the way his lips moved around it, his eyes widening slightly as Blaine’s closed. Kurt just couldn’t stop staring, no matter how hard he tried to make his gaze move, but instead, he bit his bottom lip and kept in the moan that wanted to follow the sound that Blaine had made.
When Blaine got up to go to the bathroom, Kurt slumped against the back of his booth. He was going to die. This boy was going to kill him with all his sexual innuendos and movements and all this crap that was unfortunately turning Kurt on. This was not okay, Kurt wanted nothing more than to escape and run out of the restaurant and go home and hide in his room. But something kept him rooted to his spot. Something kept him there, to see what else the night entailed. Kurt’s mind didn’t want to find out, but his body buzzed with excitement.
And Blaine was back before Kurt could quit arguing with himself, and he knew there was no chance for escape. Especially since Blaine could run so abnormally fast.
“Much better,” he muttered, eyes watching Blaine set the money on the table. Before he could process anything, Blaine was pulling him to his feet and slipping the coat back onto his shoulders before dragging him out of the restaurant. He had no clue what Blaine was doing, but Kurt hoped he was taking him home now since their date was technically over. Kurt’s eyes widened as Blaine spoke of his Idea of date before he said he wasn’t going to rape Kurt- because that was the first thought that entered his head.
“Fine. Okay, no refusing till we get there, but I’d really like to know what’s going on,” Kurt whined softly, scared by what Blaine was doing. He had no idea where he was being dragged to, and he had this feeling that told him that everything would be alright, but he didn’t pay any attention to it. He just wanted to go home, having gone through way too many emotions and thoughts for one night and his head was beginning to hurt. And what did Blaine mean when he spoke about letting loose? Kurt kind of didn’t want to find out.
Blaine decided to give up on trying to convince Kurt he was so much more interesting then he thought he was. Not only was he incredibly beautiful, but he also sang with an amazing voice and smelled delicious and was smart and just…god there was so much. So much Kurt couldn’t even see. Or he saw it but chose to deny it. As Kurt mentioned he worked in a mechanic shop with his Dad Blaine raised his brows in surprise. Wait…so did that mean Kurt walked around in a car shop, sweaty and in a pair of loose overalls, shirt rolled up and grease smeared across his cheek, Dear god, Blaine was going to need to go smash his engine in and bring it to their car shop, in hopes that he would see Kurt in such attire. But his thoughts were interrupted as Kurt accused him of stalking. “I told you I’m not stalking you. I just happened to try and look for you after school so I could ask about our date, when I heard you singing. I could stalk you if you’d like” he teased, lips twitching up into another grin.
Blaine shrugged as Kurt seemed so interested. “It’s not really all that great. It’s really noisy, and crowded, and more people are living off the streets than living it up. I got shoved around a lot easy when I was younger. They’d probably eat you alive” he chuckled softly “No offense, but you don’t exactly look like you’d be ready to take on a muscular thug with a knife in hand” But Blaine let Kurt continue on about what he really wanted to do, and Blaine perked up almost instantly. “Skinny dipping? This coming from Mr. I’m not at all interesting, I’m boring. Well, I have to say I’m surprised” a smirk spread on his face “I’ve done it myself a few times, feels amazing. There’s just this thrill, and this refreshing feeling when you do it. Feels amazing” he hummed, hoping to get Kurt interested. He knew several locations nearby that this could be done, he could smell them. Blaine knew that after this dinner was over he wasn’t gonna let the fun stop there.
“Coolest thing?” Blaine raised a brow, wondering exactly how to answer this. “Well, I mean you must realize that a guy like me has done a lot, what exactly do you mean by cool?” Blaine chuckled softly. “I once went snowboarding when my parents went up to a ski resort, that was pretty cool” he teased, chuckling again before the waitress suddenly returned with their food. “Ah, smells delicious” he hummed, licking his lips as it was placed in front of him. He didn’t even bother to thank the waitress as he suddenly picked up his burger and suck his teeth into it, ripping off a piece and chewing quickly, humming in content as he swallowed down. Then, in a matter of moments, the burger was gone, and Blaine licked at his lips as his face had bbq sauze smeared in several places.
Kurt tilted his head to the side and gave Blaine a smirk. “Okay. Fine. You don’t stalk me. But I know the moment I said you could, you would be outside my window every night.”
Kurt’s lips parted, and he look wide-eyed at Blaine. Here was this boy, crushing all his dreams of the city. “I can totally take on a thug with a knife. Take him down with my Prada bag. Just watch me,” Kurt chuckled. “You’re not going to keep me from the city. It’s my dream. And you may keep from my jogging, but not from New York.” Kurt gave him a determined look and nodded, leaving it at that. Kurt wasn’t surprised at all when Blaine said he had gone skinny dipping multiple times. He rolled his eyes, huffing. “Of course you have. You’ve probably done everything want to do. Show-off.” But as Blaine talked, Kurt fidgeted slightly. Blaine made it sound absolutely amazing, and made Kurt want to do it even more.
A deadpan look was all Blaine received as he spoke about snowboarding at a ski resort. That was not what Kurt was talking about exactly, and he was sure Blaine knew that. But of course, he had to go and be a smart ass. He was going to retort when the waitress brought their food to the table, setting Kurt’s salad down. After thanking her, he carefully placed his napkin his lap and picked up his fork, glancing up to watch Blaine chomp into his burger. Kurt looked on in disgust as Blaine ate through the burger quickly, Kurt barely having ate two forkfuls of his salad. “That has honestly got to be the grossest thing I’ve ever seen. Like seriously.” Kurt shook his head, still staring wide-eye at Blaine as he stabbed at the lettuce and brought it to his lips. “Seriously gross.” Kurt mumbled before eating, staring down at his salad so he wouldn’t have to watch Blaine eat anymore.
He didn’t eat his salad half as fast as Blaine, taking a good few minutes to actually eat unlike Blaine who inhaled his burger. Kurt was still a bit disgusted by the sight, along with the barbecue sauce that still occupied Blaine’s face. Kurt glanced up, pointing his fork at Blaine. “You have… Um some sauce. Everywhere.” Kurt made a face again as he went back to eating his salad, making sure to chew and swallow before he looked back at Blaine. “Maybe if you didn’t eat like some vicious animal, you wouldn’t have sauce all over. Maybe eat like a normal person.” Kurt took a couple more minutes to finish off his salad, carefully wiping his face with his napkin, making sure he didn’t have dressing on his lips. “I’m still grossed out.”
Blaine smirked slightly as Kurt was too embarrassed to even say the word. “Near what? Your thigh? Knee? Pockets? Hip?” he teased, grin spreading wider as nudged Kurt’s foot playfully. “Or perhaps you meant if my hand goes near your cock” Blaine said the last word lowly with a slight purr to his voice. He loved to tease the other boy, knowing he wasn’t comfortable with any sort of sexual talk clearly. Living with Santana and going to the gay bar at least once a week, your filter became nearly non-existent.
Blaine then listened as Kurt described his hobbies, raising a brow as Kurt said he no longer jogged. “You really didn’t have to give up jogging because of me Kurt, I honestly don’t do it all that often. I promise if I do see you I’ll let you jog in peace alright?” Okay, so that was a lie. But Kurt didn’t have too. Plus. he’d hate to be the reason that Kurt gave up on something he enjoyed. But then Kurt continued to say that he had no hobbies, and that he was a boring guy. Blaine frowned “Hey, don’t say that. You’re not boring at all, trust me. You’re sense of fashion is certainly interesting, I’m sure you love shopping for the clothing you wear. What about singing? I heard you in the auditorium the other day” he grinned “Sounded pretty good to me, you must like doing that” Blaine didn’t know why Kurt was always looking down on himself. Why couldn’t he see what Blaine saw?
But then Kurt was asking him his question, wondering where he came from. Blaine had no problem answering honestly. “I came from New York, Manhattan specifically. I had two friends, Jeff and Nick, and we decided to get away for a bit” he shrugged. “My parent’s aren’t exactly…well my older brother was their perfect son. so they had no problem with me coming here” he explained, acting like it wasn’t a big deal. “So your turn” he smiled “Name something you’ve always wanted to do but haven’t yet”
Kurt’s face was on fire as he stared wide-eyed at Blaine. His feelings were confused by what to do, slap the other boy for speaking like that? Or feel incredibly turned on by the way his voice went low and how he basically purred it, along with the way his lips moved with the word? Kurt was so torn and he just settled for staring at Blaine with his red face. “Blaine!” he got out, shaking his head slightly, reaching up to place a hand against his cheek, hoping to cool his burning skin. He just could not believe Blaine had just said that. Did this boy have no sort of filter at all?
“I didn’t give up jogging completely. Just in the morning,” Kurt muttered. “I’m not going to give up on one of the only things I do because of you. You don’t have that big of an influence on my life.” Kurt really doubted that if Blaine ran into him again that he’d leave Kurt alone like he said. Blaine could barely stay away and it seemed like it was such a chore for him not to touch him, so why would he just let Kurt jog on by? Exactly. Kurt wasn’t stupid. He rolled his eyes, tired of how Blaine was always trying to get him to look at the glass half full instead of half empty. “I don’t go shopping much. My dad isn’t the richest person in town, and I have yet to find a job. I work at my dad’s mechanic shop to earn clothes from my dad.” Kurt tilted his head. Blaine had been listening? He barely ever sang in front of people, because he thought, as with everything, that he wasn’t good enough. “You’re totally stalking me. Following me around school I see?” he smirked with a soft chuckle. “I don’t sing much either. Not that anyone wants to listen. And not that I’m as good as you make me seem to be. Like I said, boring. Jogging is the thing that keeps me occupied, and perfectly fine with that.”
Kurt was surprised, his eyebrows raising slightly. “New York? I’ve always wanted to go to the city. I actually think your friend Nick told me that…” he chuckled softly. “I’m like really jealous though. Growing up anywhere near the city must have been amazing, even if your family life wasn’t so great.”
“Great. Yes,” Kurt answered, preparing himself for the next question. Something he’s always wanted to do but hasn’t… There were so many thing he wanted to do that he hadn’t done yet and doubted he’d ever do, like go to New York City for example. But he was only going to pick one, and e had to make it worth while. What was something he’d always wanted to do that would get Blaine? Then Kurt had it, and a small smile pulled at the corner of his lips. It was one of Kurt’s deepest, darkest secrets, something he wanted to do, but would never tell anyone about. Well, except for now. “Truthfully? I’ve always wanted to skinny dip.” he shrugged, like it was something everyone wanted to do. “Just something that I’ve been wanting to do, but I mean. Like I’d have the courage to do that?” Kurt laughed quietly. “It’s something I will never do also.”
“Okay. Your turn.” Kurt purses his lips and looked Blaine over. Did he want to continue being serious, or ask questions like Blaine was? Just wanting to know small things? Kurt decided to go with a question not as prodding as before. “What is the coolest thing you’ve ever done?”
Blaine pouted playfully as his leg was swatted away, but pulled his foot back, sighing softly. As Kurt ordered the salad Blaine couldn’t help as he rolled his eyes “A salad? Aww come on Kurt, you should have been a little more adventurous” he grinned, teasing him. “Besides, who says I can’t do anything on a double date. No one can see under the table, you’d just have to do your best to keep quiet” he winked. But as Kurt said his eyes were dull Blaine could tell that the boy was simply being snarky as a defensive measure. Blaine actually liked the snarky side of him. Because playing with guys who were innocent about sexual things could get rather boring sometimes. But there was Kurt, who was completely innocent yet still tried to fight back and deny things. It added character, and kept him interesting, and maybe that was why Blaine was here now.
As Kurt asked if they were supposed to talk now Blaine let out a small chuckle, liking how Kurt was suddenly awkward with no clue what to do. “Yes, usually I believe this is where we strike up conversation” Blaine said back, leaning forward as he gently nudged Kurt’s foot. “Let’s play 20 questions. I ask a question, you answer, then you ask me, and so on. Alright?” Blaine said, figuring it would be a good way to learn more about each other. “So I’ll start. What are your hobbies?” he asked, knowing he could use this opportunity to ask a bunch of more personal question but actually wanting to know more about Kurt. Besides, knowing what he liked could be his advantage in the future. Because Blaine knew that this wasn’t just going to end at tonight. Maybe he could pay attention now, and show Kurt that he was trying by getting him something he liked, or taking him somewhere.
“I like salads…” Kurt said softly, furrowing his brow for a moment as he looked down at the table. “I’m not the adventurous type, really… And if that hand went anywhere near my…” Kurt glanced around and flushed. “Near…me… Then…” He trailed off, embarrassed as he looked down in his lap. He actually had a sense of respect, and talking about such things in public was one thing that he would never do, and realizing that anyone could over hear them, he was ashamed.
“20 questions? Isn’t that kind of childish?” Kurt wondered, walking his fingers along the table, resting his chin in his hand. He smiled softly, tapping Blaine’s calf again with the toe of his shoe. “Hobbies…” Kurt hummed to himself and rolled his eyes up. “Jogging. Which, I do everyday. Well, till yesterday.” Raising an eyebrow he looked at Blaine. “And…” Kurt looked down at the table. To be truthful, he didn’t have many hobbies. His free time was spent doing homework, or finding out his outfit for the next day. He never had friends to hang out with except for Rachel and she was always sick and tired. He didn’t like sports- they were quite dangerous for him- and the thought of playing video games with Finn and Puck was enough to make Kurt shudder. “I actually… I don’t do much. Hobbies are kind of non-existent for me. When I’m not doing school things, I’m usually going through my closet… Or going out for another jog. You’ll come to learn that I’m a very boring person.”
After a moment of silence, Kurt sighed softly. “So I guess it’s my turn. Um…” He tapped a finger against his chin for a moment. Kurt wasn’t going to drift around the things he wanted to know. Blaine was still unknown to him, and he was going to try and find out as much as he could. “You’re new in town… Where did you come from? Like, where were you before you came to Lima?”
Blaine raised his brows as Kurt rubbed his foot against his calf, before grinning smugly and rubbing his own foot back against Kurt. Blaine leaned back slightly, still leaving his menu untouched. “Why not? Sitting across the table isn’t as fun. Next time we should make it a double date” he winked, finally picking up the menu as he looked through at the food. He then peered over it and gave Kurt an amused look “Oh? Do you like my eyes that much?” he said, batting his eyelashes a few times before grinning. He then looked back down to his menu, looking over the different types of food, his eyes falling on the burgers. He licked his lips slowly as he thought about meat, putting down his menu as he folding his hands on the table, raising a brow as Kurt stared at him. “Wow you really do like my eyes, huh?” he teased, his foot slowly moving up a little higher.
Then the waitress came back, asking them if they were ready to order as she placed down their glasses of water. “I’ll have the Hot Marilyn burger with fries please” he grinned, leaning his chin on his hands. “And my date will have” he said, looking towards Kurt expectantly. He expected Kurt to be the type of guy who got something light, watching his figure or something. Though Kurt didn’t need to worry, as Blaine could tell he had a fast metabolism. Though he wondered if Kurt was the kind of guy off put by a guy with a big appetite. Because Blaine loved meat, and ate a lot more than the average human boy. If him and Kurt became close, surely he would notice.
Kurt cleared his throat and dropped his gaze as Blaine caught him staring. “I- uh- no! I was just thinking… And zoned out,” Kurt explained, jumping slightly as he felt Blaine’s foot move higher. “Blaine, no,” Kurt hissed as the waitress came back, reaching under the table to slap at the other boy’s foot. Kurt narrowed his eyes and threw a look at Blaine before looking at the waitress with a tight lipped smile. “I’ll have the grilled chicken salad with french dressing and no tomatoes.” Kurt handed over his menu and put his hands back in his lap.
“A double date? We haven’t even finished this one. Don’t get your hopes up on a second one, kiddo.” Kurt looked down and examined his nails to keep himself preoccupied. “Plus, double dates mean we’d have two other people with us and you wouldn’t be able to make a move anyway because it’d be extremely rude. Also, I wasn’t really enjoying your eyes. They’re kind of dull.” He smirked at Blaine, before looking back down at his hands. So… Kurt was trying, yes. But he still couldn’t stop the snarky comments that made their way into the conversation. Plus, Blaine had his vulgar comments and Kurt survived with his snarky comments. That’s just how it worked.
“So…” Kurt began, finally sighing and sitting back, looking at Blaine. What were they supposed to do till the food was done? Kurt didn’t want it to get awkward. He hated when things got awkward and he couldn’t do a thing about it. “Are we supposed to actually talk now or what?” Kurt teased, tapping Blaine’s foot with his own. “You know me and being a date virgin and all, I don’t have a single clue.” Kurt chuckled, tapping his fingers against his thighs before settling his hands on the table, spreading his fingers over the top, becoming restless.
Blaine felt something jolt up his arm as Kurt gently stroked his thumb along the inside oh his wrist. Whatever Kurt was doing, it felt incredibly soothing, and Blaine’s wolf simply wanted to give in, bend down, and push his head up against Kurt’s hand to be pet. But he quickly shook away the thought, knowing that it was submissive and not something an Alpha should be thinking about. Though Kurt’s fingers would probably feel amazing in his hair, smooth with the slight scrape of his nails. A low, happy rumble vibrated in Blaine’s throat, as he closed his eyes and thought about it for a moment.
But suddenly Kurt’s hand was gone from his own, Blaine’s eyes opening quickly as his nostril’s flared, a sudden rush of panic. But he saw Kurt running ahead, and saying something about beating him. Blaine calmed down, but simply raised a brow. If only Kurt knew just how silly this was to Blaine. He grinned, chuckling softly, before dashing off quickly, easily catching up to Kurt’s pace. “Maybe all those layers are weighing you down Kurt” he winked, speeding up a bit so he was now passing Kurt. He of course was holding back, incredibly so, but if he made himself too fast then Kurt may suspect something is strange about him. “Is this what you call a challenge Kurt? Aw come on, I’m not even breaking a sweat” he teased.
Eventually, after letting Kurt ahead for awhile before taking the lead again, they were at breadstix, Blaine fine and leaning against the front door as he watched Kurt, who was now panting softly. “I was on the track team at my old school Kurt, their fastest runner. I would have told you but you ran off without me” he chuckled softly, before opening the door for Kurt. Once Kurt was inside he followed in after him, grinning at the waitress “Hey babe, can I get your best table for me and my date” he winked, the girl looking confused and a little embarrassed, before walking off with two menu’s to direct them to their table. Blaine slid into the one side of the booth, disappointed to see Kurt slip into the other side. “Awww, come on. I was hoping I’d have the chance to slip my hand under the table…” Blaine said with a knowing smirk, completely disregarding the waitress still standing there, blush high on her cheeks. ‘What can I get for you boys to drink?’ she asked, getting ready to write. “I’m fine with a glass of water” Blaine shrugged, looking across to Kurt.
Kurt laughed as Blaine caught up to him, narrowing his eyes at the boy after a moment. “You’re an alien or something!” Kurt gasped-laughed as he tried to pick up his pace to keep up with Blaine. “I even had a head start!” Kurt giggled, pushing himself even more till he was passing Blaine again, but he could tell the other had slowed down for his sake. He rolled his eyes, but couldn’t help but smile over the entire thing. But then Blaine was taking the lead again, and Kurt was getting tired, sighing as he saw Breadstix. He stopped running and jogged up to the front door, putting a hand on his chest as he panted softly. “Oh, Mr. Fancy-Track-Team, huh? Screw you,” Kurt laughed, once in a while taking in a big breath, trying to regain his oxygen.
Kurt gladly stepped into the warm air of the restaurant, slipping off the leather jacket and folding it over his arms. He recognized the waitress from school, giving her a small smile as Blaine spoke to her, ignoring the way he talked to her, obviously causing the girl to get flustered. Kurt cast a glance around the space, looking for other familiar faces and seeing no one else that caught his eyes. He gave the girl a small smile and whispered a thank you before slipping into the booth, lifting an eyebrow as Blaine complained. Kurt didn’t even blush this time, playing alone as he tapped his foot against Blaine’s calf. “We can still play footsie. Just a water for me too.” He gave the waitress an apologetic look and grabbed the menu before him, flipping it open.
“You didn’t seriously think I was going to sit next to you did you?” Kurt questioned, holding in a laugh as he looked over the food choices. “I mean, I may not know everything about dates, but people usually sit across from each other for eye contact…” He pursed his lips for a moment, crossing his ankles under the table. He began to relax, realizing that it didn’t have to be as complicated as he had planned it out to be. “Plus you would have most likely lost a hand if it went anywhere towards my leg,” Kurt said after a moment, as an afterthought. He flipped his menu over, putting his hands in his lap, looking up at Blaine with a smile. He tilted his head to the side and just looked at the other boy, wondering what he was thinking at that moment. Maybe about what he was going to eat? Or what he was going to say to Kurt? Or maybe he was wondering why Kurt was sitting there, staring at him like the creep he was? Kurt was just curious as he sat there, but he kept quiet, waiting for the other boy to finish picking his food.