"A little less conversation, a little more action."

Feb 03, 2012 18:35

Who: gotstarpower and justbeingaqueen
What: Lunchtime catch-ups
Where: News Cafe, Miami Beach
When: Thursday lunch
Rating: Open for now ( Read more... )

[scene] rp, [character] mercedes jones, [character] kurt hummel, [ship] kurt/blaine

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justbeingaqueen February 4 2012, 04:24:41 UTC
Kurt was pretty sure he was going to stick with a Caesar salad. The memory of letting himself gorge in the restaurant with Blaine was still fresh and it wasn't like he wanted to keep falling into his old traps all the time. It just happened. He was struggling now, and he knew it, which was why he made an appointment with his therapist. It had been months since he needed that, but getting into that mess on the date with Blaine had been a real reality check. He couldn't even fight the urges on a date, and that just couldn't be right. Or maybe there was the chance that the fact he had a date was causing his insecurities again. Either way, back to therapy it was. He didn't want to end up in hospital again with them trying to force feed him and them sticking a tube in his nose to feed him nasogastrically when his weight dropped to dangerously low proportions. That was the one of the worst times of his life.

He gave Mercedes a slightly exasperated look at her lack of control. He hadn't spoken about it to any of his fag hags yet. He had kept it to himself, trying to analyse it, and to be honest, he was left with a really warm and fuzzy feeling after it. That was until Quinn walked in on him that morning with his hand down his pants and very much lost in a fantasy of Blaine. He didn't indulge in that sort of thing very often, and he was mortified he got caught doing it, even if it felt amazing at the time. Blaine was doing all these things to him that he needed some sort of relief. And boy did it feel totally different thinking about an actual person doing it. Thinking about Blaine kissing him, and how Blaine's body felt up against his.

He felt a small blush creep into his cheeks, but he just closed his menu over and cleared his throat. "The date was wonderful. He's a really amazing guy, and he was very attentive, we laughed a lot. There's nothing I could fault about it." Except himself stupidly freaking out when he felt that Blaine had been aroused.

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gotstarpower February 5 2012, 05:28:51 UTC
Mercedes just gave him a look in return. "No you don't. Don't be giving me no Gay Bitch Queen Eyeball, boyfriend. Y'all know we want to know how you did on the date, and we ain't gonna let you be no Secretive Sammy over the whole thing. You ain't gonna be all evasive like that either. I want details! Is there going to be a second date? Was there a goodnight kiss? What did he wear? Did you like the restaurant?"

She took his hand across the table and squeezed it. "C'mon, honey. You're allowed to be excited! The guy's a lil hottie and he's interested in your. You have to be at least a lil excited. Could you see yourself dating him? Or are you just going to palm it all off and hope it goes away? Babe, you deserve this. Y'all can't tell me there's not a piece of you inside who wants to experience love and romance, and this boy seems to willing to test the waters with you. Did you at least perve on him a lil? C'mon, did you check him out? Did you think about him without clothes on?" she asked eagerly.

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justbeingaqueen February 5 2012, 10:34:05 UTC
Kurt drew in a large breath and then let it out in a rush. He waited until the waitress came over and took their orders (Caesar salad, light on the dressing with no cheese), and he eyed Mercedes across the table as he handed the menu back then held off until she was gone again before he spoke. "Twenty Questions, 'Cedes! Seriously. I have no privacy with you lot. What if I wanted to keep it all to myself, huh?" he shook his head and then went about carefully and intricately arranging his cutlery, napkin and the salt and pepper shakers in just the perfect place. It was yet another sign he was slipping, and he caught himself doing it, instead folding his hands together over in front of him.

"I am excited, okay?" he finally told her with a sigh. "Please don't think I'm not. He gives me butterflies and he makes me smile. I'm not closed off to the while thing, it's just a lot to get used to and I'm trying to catch up with it. There were... kisses. He kissed me, and then it was a bit overwhelming and I panicked a little. But he was sweet about it, and I just somehow got the confidence to kiss him again, and it was slow and sweet, and really nice. I enjoyed it. I think kissing is something I could get used to. There probably will be a second date. He wants to go to Disneyworld, but also suggested we have a movie night in the meantime until my ankle is better. Really, 'Cedes? Really? Maybe I did check him out, but isn't that the point of a date? Testing the waters? I'm not palming anything, I'm just... being careful."

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