FILLED: awkward friendship, tension - pre-klainebrididgidNovember 23 2011, 06:13:21 UTC
Kurt doesn't remember how they got in this position. Yes, he knows they drifted off to sleep in the middle of the movie, and that their sides had maybe been pressed a little closer than necessary (not that Kurt is complaining.) That doesn't explain how Blaine managed to wrap himself around Kurt like an octopus, a leg slung over his hips and arm tight around his waist. He's never had a sleepover with a boy before, just the girls, but he doubts that this is normal sleepover behavior. Unless Blaine is part leech or something. Just friends, Kurt reminds himself for the hundredth time in just that evening alone. This doesn't mean a thing, just that Blaine is very cuddly. Cuddling isn't bad, Kurt supposes, but it's way too hot in this room even without a boy smothering him, and he really needs to pee. "Blaine?" Kurt whispers. The only response is an incoherent mumble. "Blaine!" Blaine grunts a little, blinking himself awake. He shifts around, and Kurt tenses, because apparently that is NOT Blaine's leg pressing against the side of his hip like he thought. "Oh!" He squeaks, face flushing in mortification, but he's still too trapped to escape. Blaine takes another moment to understand, but then his eyes widen and he yelps, throwing himself to the other end of the bed. He grabs a throw pillow and covers his lap, as if that will somehow erase the mast half minute. "I'm sorry!" Blaine wails. Kurt has never seen anyone turn so red in his life. "Blaine, it's -" "I didn't mean to - I mean, obviously - it just happens, I think it's normal, right?" "Blaine, please stop talking -" "Oh god is it not normal? I'm a freak, you must totally hate me -" "Of course I don't!" "- I should just go, you don't want a creepy friend who gets stupid boners just from cuddling..." Kurt claps his hands over his ears. "Okay, can we stop talking about boners?" He says shrilly. Blaine stops, staring down at his lap miserably. "Did I ruin everything?" He stares up at Kurt with huge puppydog eyes. "I'm really sorry, Kurt. I was so excited for tonight, because I've never had a sleepover before but now I've gone and made it awkward." "No, no!" Kurt says quickly. "Well, yes, it's awkward, but don't worry about it." Blaine instantly relaxes. "Oh, thank god. Because I really don't want to ruin anything, you're my best friend and..." He trails off uncertainly. Kurt is stunned. "I...I am?" He's never had a best friend before, other than Mercedes, and no boy has ever wanted to be one. A warm feeling spreads through his whole chest. "Yeah. Unless I scared you off." "No. I mean, you didn't." He reaches out and squeezes Blaine's hand. He's not sure if that's normal best friend behavior, but he doesn't care. "You're my best friend, too." He feels a little childish, but Blaine's grin lights up his eyes like a Christmas tree, so it's okay. He can definitely get used to the whole best friends thing. "Wait, you've really never been to a sleepover? Oh my god. I'm going to have to introduce you to some other sleepover traditions, then..." He grabs the pillow from behind him and smacks Blaine upside the head with it before he jumps up. "Pillow fight!"
Aw, I forgot how, in high school, proclamations of best-friendship between two people of compatible sexual orientations could be so romantic. This is awesome and sweet. And I love this line:
Unless Blaine is part leech or something. I think Blaine might be, but not in a bad way :)
He's never had a sleepover with a boy before, just the girls, but he doubts that this is normal sleepover behavior. Unless Blaine is part leech or something. Just friends, Kurt reminds himself for the hundredth time in just that evening alone. This doesn't mean a thing, just that Blaine is very cuddly. Cuddling isn't bad, Kurt supposes, but it's way too hot in this room even without a boy smothering him, and he really needs to pee.
"Blaine?" Kurt whispers. The only response is an incoherent mumble. "Blaine!"
Blaine grunts a little, blinking himself awake. He shifts around, and Kurt tenses, because apparently that is NOT Blaine's leg pressing against the side of his hip like he thought. "Oh!" He squeaks, face flushing in mortification, but he's still too trapped to escape. Blaine takes another moment to understand, but then his eyes widen and he yelps, throwing himself to the other end of the bed. He grabs a throw pillow and covers his lap, as if that will somehow erase the mast half minute.
"I'm sorry!" Blaine wails. Kurt has never seen anyone turn so red in his life.
"Blaine, it's -"
"I didn't mean to - I mean, obviously - it just happens, I think it's normal, right?"
"Blaine, please stop talking -"
"Oh god is it not normal? I'm a freak, you must totally hate me -"
"Of course I don't!"
"- I should just go, you don't want a creepy friend who gets stupid boners just from cuddling..."
Kurt claps his hands over his ears. "Okay, can we stop talking about boners?" He says shrilly.
Blaine stops, staring down at his lap miserably. "Did I ruin everything?" He stares up at Kurt with huge puppydog eyes. "I'm really sorry, Kurt. I was so excited for tonight, because I've never had a sleepover before but now I've gone and made it awkward."
"No, no!" Kurt says quickly. "Well, yes, it's awkward, but don't worry about it."
Blaine instantly relaxes. "Oh, thank god. Because I really don't want to ruin anything, you're my best friend and..." He trails off uncertainly.
Kurt is stunned. "I...I am?" He's never had a best friend before, other than Mercedes, and no boy has ever wanted to be one. A warm feeling spreads through his whole chest.
"Yeah. Unless I scared you off."
"No. I mean, you didn't." He reaches out and squeezes Blaine's hand. He's not sure if that's normal best friend behavior, but he doesn't care. "You're my best friend, too." He feels a little childish, but Blaine's grin lights up his eyes like a Christmas tree, so it's okay. He can definitely get used to the whole best friends thing. "Wait, you've really never been to a sleepover? Oh my god. I'm going to have to introduce you to some other sleepover traditions, then..." He grabs the pillow from behind him and smacks Blaine upside the head with it before he jumps up. "Pillow fight!"
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Kurt claps his hands over his ears. "Okay, can we stop talking about boners?" He says shrilly. oh Kurt.. :)
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Unless Blaine is part leech or something. I think Blaine might be, but not in a bad way :)
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