Glee-Fic: Trust, Epilogue
Title: Trust
Author: AoiTsukikage
Rating: NC-17 overall
Characters/Pairing: Blaine/Kurt
Chapter: 19/19
Word Count: 1302/ Total Word Count: ~40,000
Spoilers: Nothing specific
Summary: Kurt Hummel needs money for student loans, and if getting paid to be tied up and used online is the best way to do it, he'll take it. Blaine Anderson tells himself not to get attached to clients but this innocent young man could change everything for him.
Warnings: some BDSM elements, but this is a love story at its heart.
Trust
Epilogue
“Are you sure?” Blaine can’t quite believe what he’s hearing, but Kurt’s smile is wide and genuine, eyes sparkling as he leans across the coffee shop table and takes Blaine’s hand in his, rubbing the back of it gently with his thumb and looking altogether too anxious. “I mean…Kurt, this is a big milestone. We’ve only been dating a few months, I don’t know if we…”
“You can say no,” Kurt’s wide eyes were full of hurt and Blaine immediately feels bad for questioning this. "You can, Blaine, and I won't think less of you. But I think it would be...good for both of us," he's obviously choosing his words carefully and Blaine bites his lip and looks away, his mind churning.
He wants to say 'yes', he really does, but a part of him keeps reminding him that it's too soon. What if it doesn't work out? What if they're just not compatible in that way? What if something else happens?
"Take a day?" Kurt's eyes are so earnest, and open, and Blaine can't deny him this so he reaches across the table to grip their joined hands with his free one and nods slowly.
"I will. I just...need to think over everything, okay?" he doesn't want Kurt to think it's a 'no,' because it's most emphatically not, but it's something he does need to weigh carefully.
"Okay," Kurt lifts their clasped hands to his lips and kisses Blaine's knuckles, so sweet that it makes Blaine's heart ache, and he vows to make this decision quickly.
000
"Why wouldn't you?" is all Nick says, leaning back against their couch and watching Blaine pace. "I mean, there's no reason you shouldn't," he clarifies, and Jeff snorts from beside him, arm slung hap-hazardly over his boyfriend's shoulders.
"It'd make it easier for us, Blainers," he points out, and Blaine has to admit he has a point; at least they'd be able to have sex whenever and wherever they wanted without worrying about Blaine walking in at an inopportune time (Blaine still doesn't trust the coffee table in the living room, despite Jeff's insistence that the smeared glass was a result of a knocked over glass of milk. He knows them too well).
"And you'd get to live with Kurt," Nick jabs Jeff with his elbow and turns back to Blaine, smiling. "It's completely up to you, but I don't know why you wouldn't take the opportunity," he says gently, and Blaine knows that his mind's already made up and he's procrastinating over nothing right now.
"You're right," he admits with a smile and a tiny shake of his head, scratching the back of his neck. "You are. I'll...I'll miss you guys, but there's really no good reason why I shouldn't move in with him," he purses his lips and nods, squawking a second later when he gets tackled by Jeff who's garbling about how much he'll miss him and they'd better visit all the time, and Blaine hugs him back and knows he's making the right choice.
000
"Dude, you really don't have much," is what Finn says when he pulls up with his pickup, leaning against the tailgate and staring at the meagre collection of Blaine's things on the sidewalk.
"Well, since I'm sharing with Kurt, it doesn't pay to drag all my heavy furniture over," he replies as he loads the last of the boxes into the box of the truck. "And since Rachel's moving in with Paul and her stuff is mostly staying at Kurt's, there's no room for it anyway. Maybe in time it can move, but Nick and Jeff are fine with keeping my furniture for now," he immediately steers away from the subject of Rachel because he knows Finn well enough by now to realize that a part of him had always thought Rachel and Paul were just a fling.
But she's serious, very serious; serious enough to move in with him, and that's shattered Finn's heart in a way that Blaine's sure he's never felt in his life and hopes he never will.
"Yeah. Rachel," Finn sighs and shakes his head. "I really need to move on, huh, dude? I mean, it's obvious she has, and I'm not...I know we were never gonna work, but it's really hard planning your life with somebody only for them to like rip your heart out and stomp on it," he smiles wryly, rubbing his hand over the light layer of stubble on his cheeks, and Blaine goes over and gives him a one-armed hug, wishing Kurt was here right now.
The other man would be, but he has some last-minute projects to finish and told Blaine he'd meet them back at their place...and Blaine loves the sound of that, their place....so he's waiting a bit to see him.
"I'll be fine," Finn promises, giving Blaine a wan smile, and Blaine has to believe him for now. "Well, we should go," Finn pats his truck and heads around to the driver's side, leaving Blaine to get in the other, and he takes one last look at the place that's been his home for the last few years before they drive away.
000
Contrary to Finn's complaints (yes, he'd bought the earplugs, and he claims that they still don't help), Kurt and Blaine don't have sex all the time. They have it often, because Kurt's beautiful and Blaine's not used to having a steady boyfriend and he can't get enough, but half the time is spent talking or cuddling, acting like a normal couple. He's gotten used to seeing Kurt first thing in the morning, with mussed hair and a sleepy smile, wearing one of Finn's old high school t-shirts and a pair of baggy sweats, as beautiful then as he is with perfectly coiffed hair and designer clothes.
Being with him like this, seeing him in the morning light, he knows that he's meant to spend his life with this man and he's going to make sure that he proves himself worthy because Kurt deserves that more than anything.
And when Kurt smiles at him it just makes everything fall into place in his heart and he can't help but lean across the table and kiss him softly, running his tongue along the other man's lips until Kurt lets him in with a tiny, pleased sigh.
Blaine will happily spend every morning of his life like this.
000
It's late one night, a few weeks after Blaine moves in, and they're sitting on the couch with Finn, who's lamenting his latest failed date.
"Just wait for her, Finn," Kurt scrubs his fingers through the other man's hair, smiling softly at him. "She'll show up when you least expect it, and she'll be wonderful," he promises, meeting Blaine's eyes, because that's how they met.
And it is wonderful.
"I know," Finn promised, arching up into Kurt's touch. "And I should probably leave you guys alone, huh?"
"Probably," Kurt agrees, eyes already smouldering as he meets Blaine's, and Finn rolls his own eyes and gets up, hugging Kurt and patting Blaine on the shoulder before leaving with a, "don't be too loud, okay?"
"So," Kurt turns to him once Finn's gone, smiling and letting his fingers dance across the back of Finn's hand. "I was thinking...you know how we talked about me fucking you?"
Blaine gulps and nods, mouth dropping open a little.
"I think I'd like to try that," Kurt's blushing, smiling, looking so much like the shy, innocent man he'd been the very first day Blaine had ever laid eyes on him that he can't help but wrap him up and kiss him fiercely.
"I think I'd like to try that, too," he murmurs, and Kurt's smile turns blinding as he grips Blaine's hand and tugs him into the bedroom.
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Notes:
1.Well, we’ve come to the end, my friends! I’m so grateful for all the reviews and comments and encouragement on this fic and I’ve had so much fun writing it, so I’m so glad you’ve enjoyed it!
2. I hope to start another Klaine-fic soon, but as of yet I don’t have a premise so we’ll see how that one goes.
3. A PDF of the fic can be found here