The Moment-Klaine Drabble
A/N: My first published Klaine fic! Just because it'll probably happen, any of my Kradam followers who read my other stories in that fandom are totally free to read this =) I know that a lot of you may not know about this whole fandom, but who knows, you may just like it =) Also, thank you saar_fantasy , because you and me both know I had no clue how to do an LJ cut until I asked you! XD
For the readers at Kurt_Blaine, I REALLY hope you guys enjoy this! I'm a LONG time reader (you may have noticed a comment from me here and there :D) that decided to give a try at writing something about these two adorable boys! I'm hoping to write other things too in the future, so, look out guys! :) Just wanna' say how much fun ya'll {oh my gosh I said ya'll 0_0} have made this fandom be and how much I thank you guys for it!
Now all of you guys, ENJOY! =)
The moment I first saw Blaine-his blazer amazingness shuffling down the stairs of Dalton Academy briskly-I was in love. The moment Blaine told me to confront Karofsky, I kept wondering why he cared. The moment he helped me after we confronted him together about the kiss, I was holding on to him like he was my lifeline.
The moment I walked into the the Warbler's practice room to see Blaine's face, I felt so confident. The moment I lost the solo I worked my butt off for, I turned to him for comfort. The moment I realized I may have harmed the cutest bird on Earth, he was right there to tell me everything was alright and comfort me.
The moment I stood up for myself in the front of the Warblers, he looked at me as if I was crazy. The moment I was in my room after they kicked me off crying my eyes out, he was there wrapping his arm around me, holding me through sob after embarrassing sob without a word of wonder about it. The moment I called my parents to ask if I could transfer back to McKinley, he didn't give any word of protest, but told me it was over.
The moment I walked back through the doors of WMHS without Blaine beside me, I felt like my world was slowly crumbling around me. The moment Karofsky noticed I was back with a sneaky and disgusting grin on his face, I felt like shark bait. The moment I was pinned against my locker and kissed once again by the beast with no one to see or help, I felt useless.
The moment Karofsky was suddenly flung off me by a boy in a dark red blazer, my brain did a double take. The moment I noticed Blaine was now attacking Karofsky for what he did like a jealous beast, I wanted to ask so many questions yet kiss him at the same time. The moment Coach Sue saw us and ripped Blaine away with a loud 'HEY', my moment of awe was shattered and I almost lost hope that everything would be okay. The moment Mr. Schue came racing around the corner to pin Karofsky to the lockers next to me so he would stop fighting Blaine, I was speechless, but safe.
The moment Karofsky was expelled, I felt kind of joyous and guilty at the same time. The moment I had to walk back into the Glee Club room in front of my other members without Blaine, I couldn't think, sing, or walk straight. The moment Mr. Schue gave me a solo at Regionals to make up for what happened and to welcome me back, a bit of happiness crept back into my heart. The moment I realized I would be part of crushing Blaine's-and the Warbler's-talent, that happy-filled heart sank.
The moment we entered the Regionals auditorium to come face-to-face with the Warblers and Blaine, my stomach turned up into a billion knots. The moment I caught Blaine check me out from behind as our groups parted their separate ways, I felt the love he used to give me creep back into my body slowly. The moment we caught each other's gazes, though, the love turned icy cold, him immediately looking away and me staring off in a mixture of shock and loss.
The moment we took our seats in the auditorium and heard the Warbler's name be called out, all of New Direction's eyes were on me to catch my emotions. The moment the curtain opened to show my beautiful Blaine standing amongst the sea of red blazers, I felt a tear fall from my right eye.
The moment the beginning of 'Teenage Dream' rang through the auditorium, I nearly choked on air.
The moment Blaine caught eyes with me during the part about skin tight jeans, I swooned. The moment I felt a steady yet cautious hand land on my right hand comfortingly, I gave a sweet smile to the wise-beyond-his-knowledge brother of mine, Finn. The moment the last word was sang and was finished echoing throughout the large room, the crowd hopped to their feet. The moment I became the only one not standing, guilt forced me up, and I too gave Blaine the praise he deserved.
The moment we were forced to head to the stage while Vocal Adrenaline sang, my mind was racing with thoughts of what I was going to say to the handsome yet bitter Dalton singer when we were to inevitably pass each other backstage. The moment we met, my feelings fell out like a giant gush of water.
The moment Blaine said 'You're too late to apologize, I found someone better' to my face with the first angry expression I'd ever seen him have, I became inches to begging for him to take me back, deciding just to walk away and pray that my song would change his words.
The moment the lights dimmed, my heart raced. The moment New Directions was announced throughout the speakers and the curtain lifted, I felt nervous, as if I couldn't do it. The moment I began singing 'Don't Cry For Me Argentina' straight at where the Warblers were sitting calmly, though, my thoughts changed.
The moment the part about 'I love you, and hope you love me' left my lips, I swore that a tear left Blaine's right eye like mine had.
The moment the ending hit, and the applause rang out, I looked over to see that Blaine was joining in with the standing ovation with an almost pained expression. The moment I noticed the boy that had been sitting next to Blaine was gone, I realized what Blaine had just done, and my heart fluttered a bit.
The moment the rest of the group joined me on stage to sing 'Our Kind of Love' by Lady Antebellum, I suddenly went back into performing mode, ignoring the fact Blaine's eyes never left my body. The moment we began to sing 'Drops of Jupiter' by Train, Blaine's expression lightened as he realized we were doing his favorite song, and that I had asked for New Directions to perform it. The moment we finished, Blaine was the first to stand up and cheer, and I realized I had gotten my love back.
The moment we won Regionals, Blaine didn't even look half as distraught as his fellow Warblers looked, or even 2nd place finalists Vocal Adrenaline. The moment I felt his warm, comforting arms around me again and his cool, loving lips on mine, I let the tears of joy I'd been keeping back flow, not caring what the audience was thinking.
The moment Blaine walked into McKinley hand-in-hand with me in front of every bully and taunter, I felt liberated beyond belief. The moment him and I sang 'Baby it's Cold Outside' for the National's bound New Directions, I felt invincible. The moment Blaine asked me to the Junior dance, all the words in the world failed me, and I had to sadly settle with a frantic nod instead of the deadly kiss I was planning.
The moment we danced across the floor in unison to 'Love Me Tender' by Elvis Presley with our heads inches apart and our arms wrapped around our waists tightly, I was falling hard.
But, the moment Blaine got down on one knee in front of our whole school with a devastating smile and pulled out one of the most beautiful rings I'd ever seen was like no other.
Why?
Because I became the most lucky guy on the whole planet.
I became Mr. Kurt Elizabeth Hummel-Anderson.
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Fin
For the readers at Kurt_Blaine, I REALLY hope you guys enjoy this! I'm a LONG time reader (you may have noticed a comment from me here and there :D) that decided to give a try at writing something about these two adorable boys! I'm hoping to write other things too in the future, so, look out guys! :) Just wanna' say how much fun ya'll {oh my gosh I said ya'll 0_0} have made this fandom be and how much I thank you guys for it!
Now all of you guys, ENJOY! =)
The moment I first saw Blaine-his blazer amazingness shuffling down the stairs of Dalton Academy briskly-I was in love. The moment Blaine told me to confront Karofsky, I kept wondering why he cared. The moment he helped me after we confronted him together about the kiss, I was holding on to him like he was my lifeline.
The moment I walked into the the Warbler's practice room to see Blaine's face, I felt so confident. The moment I lost the solo I worked my butt off for, I turned to him for comfort. The moment I realized I may have harmed the cutest bird on Earth, he was right there to tell me everything was alright and comfort me.
The moment I stood up for myself in the front of the Warblers, he looked at me as if I was crazy. The moment I was in my room after they kicked me off crying my eyes out, he was there wrapping his arm around me, holding me through sob after embarrassing sob without a word of wonder about it. The moment I called my parents to ask if I could transfer back to McKinley, he didn't give any word of protest, but told me it was over.
The moment I walked back through the doors of WMHS without Blaine beside me, I felt like my world was slowly crumbling around me. The moment Karofsky noticed I was back with a sneaky and disgusting grin on his face, I felt like shark bait. The moment I was pinned against my locker and kissed once again by the beast with no one to see or help, I felt useless.
The moment Karofsky was suddenly flung off me by a boy in a dark red blazer, my brain did a double take. The moment I noticed Blaine was now attacking Karofsky for what he did like a jealous beast, I wanted to ask so many questions yet kiss him at the same time. The moment Coach Sue saw us and ripped Blaine away with a loud 'HEY', my moment of awe was shattered and I almost lost hope that everything would be okay. The moment Mr. Schue came racing around the corner to pin Karofsky to the lockers next to me so he would stop fighting Blaine, I was speechless, but safe.
The moment Karofsky was expelled, I felt kind of joyous and guilty at the same time. The moment I had to walk back into the Glee Club room in front of my other members without Blaine, I couldn't think, sing, or walk straight. The moment Mr. Schue gave me a solo at Regionals to make up for what happened and to welcome me back, a bit of happiness crept back into my heart. The moment I realized I would be part of crushing Blaine's-and the Warbler's-talent, that happy-filled heart sank.
The moment we entered the Regionals auditorium to come face-to-face with the Warblers and Blaine, my stomach turned up into a billion knots. The moment I caught Blaine check me out from behind as our groups parted their separate ways, I felt the love he used to give me creep back into my body slowly. The moment we caught each other's gazes, though, the love turned icy cold, him immediately looking away and me staring off in a mixture of shock and loss.
The moment we took our seats in the auditorium and heard the Warbler's name be called out, all of New Direction's eyes were on me to catch my emotions. The moment the curtain opened to show my beautiful Blaine standing amongst the sea of red blazers, I felt a tear fall from my right eye.
The moment the beginning of 'Teenage Dream' rang through the auditorium, I nearly choked on air.
The moment Blaine caught eyes with me during the part about skin tight jeans, I swooned. The moment I felt a steady yet cautious hand land on my right hand comfortingly, I gave a sweet smile to the wise-beyond-his-knowledge brother of mine, Finn. The moment the last word was sang and was finished echoing throughout the large room, the crowd hopped to their feet. The moment I became the only one not standing, guilt forced me up, and I too gave Blaine the praise he deserved.
The moment we were forced to head to the stage while Vocal Adrenaline sang, my mind was racing with thoughts of what I was going to say to the handsome yet bitter Dalton singer when we were to inevitably pass each other backstage. The moment we met, my feelings fell out like a giant gush of water.
The moment Blaine said 'You're too late to apologize, I found someone better' to my face with the first angry expression I'd ever seen him have, I became inches to begging for him to take me back, deciding just to walk away and pray that my song would change his words.
The moment the lights dimmed, my heart raced. The moment New Directions was announced throughout the speakers and the curtain lifted, I felt nervous, as if I couldn't do it. The moment I began singing 'Don't Cry For Me Argentina' straight at where the Warblers were sitting calmly, though, my thoughts changed.
The moment the part about 'I love you, and hope you love me' left my lips, I swore that a tear left Blaine's right eye like mine had.
The moment the ending hit, and the applause rang out, I looked over to see that Blaine was joining in with the standing ovation with an almost pained expression. The moment I noticed the boy that had been sitting next to Blaine was gone, I realized what Blaine had just done, and my heart fluttered a bit.
The moment the rest of the group joined me on stage to sing 'Our Kind of Love' by Lady Antebellum, I suddenly went back into performing mode, ignoring the fact Blaine's eyes never left my body. The moment we began to sing 'Drops of Jupiter' by Train, Blaine's expression lightened as he realized we were doing his favorite song, and that I had asked for New Directions to perform it. The moment we finished, Blaine was the first to stand up and cheer, and I realized I had gotten my love back.
The moment we won Regionals, Blaine didn't even look half as distraught as his fellow Warblers looked, or even 2nd place finalists Vocal Adrenaline. The moment I felt his warm, comforting arms around me again and his cool, loving lips on mine, I let the tears of joy I'd been keeping back flow, not caring what the audience was thinking.
The moment Blaine walked into McKinley hand-in-hand with me in front of every bully and taunter, I felt liberated beyond belief. The moment him and I sang 'Baby it's Cold Outside' for the National's bound New Directions, I felt invincible. The moment Blaine asked me to the Junior dance, all the words in the world failed me, and I had to sadly settle with a frantic nod instead of the deadly kiss I was planning.
The moment we danced across the floor in unison to 'Love Me Tender' by Elvis Presley with our heads inches apart and our arms wrapped around our waists tightly, I was falling hard.
But, the moment Blaine got down on one knee in front of our whole school with a devastating smile and pulled out one of the most beautiful rings I'd ever seen was like no other.
Why?
Because I became the most lucky guy on the whole planet.
I became Mr. Kurt Elizabeth Hummel-Anderson.
~~~~~~~
Fin