Kurt Visits Blaine at OSU, part II
In which there is coffee, a nebulous school project, and lots of internal monologuing.
WARNING: this part contains some homophobia (more specifically, sissyphobia) on the part of Jenn. In her defense, she really, really likes Blaine and it's more about that than anything else -- it's getting expressed in a homophobic fashion because when someone's been immersed in a heterosexist, gender policing society like ours, it's really difficult to completely eradicate such phrasings, which is why it's so important to do things like speak up when people use gay as a synonym for bad or stupid. /soapbox
Coffee was apparently, like, a *thing* for Blaine and his probably anemic boyfriend. Jenn was pretty annoyed that Kurt had tagged along to what was *supposed* to be Sarah, Blaine, and herself working on their group project. You know. The one that was *thirty fucking percent* of their grade. They should’ve started work already, but Blaine was late (something which *never* happened; Jenn blamed The Boyfriend) and then he insisted on buying Kurt coffee, and since Blaine was late, there was a line out the fucking *door* and it took them fucking *forever* to get started.
Okay, so the way Kurt lit up and kissed Blaine on the cheek and called him his hero when Blaine finally made his way back with the coffees was kind of sweet and endearing. But still. Jenn was Not Happy.
Sarah could tell Jenn was irritated, and Jenn knew that Sarah could tell. Jenn also knew that if it wasn’t for Blaine’s *boyfriend*, *Blaine* would be able to tell too. God, Jenn did not like this, this, this *bitch.*
…It was possible Jenn was not as over that crush on Blaine as she’d thought.
Sarah distracted her by asking something about their topic, and then they were off, working together in the awesome way that they did, the way that was *why* they’d chosen to be partners.
It wasn’t until Sarah had to go to the bathroom that Jenn realized that Kurt had been completely quiet the whole time. She’d expected him to throw a fit about Blaine not paying attention to him, or at least get bored by their discussion of finances and start complaining. Instead, he was curled up next to Blaine on the tiny little couch, posture annoyingly perfect, thumbing through an issue of *Vogue*.
The next time their work was interrupted, it was due to the slapping sound of Kurt’s magazine sliding to the floor. Jenn looked up, startled. Her complaint died on her lips, however, as she watched Blaine move himself around a little to better accommodate his sleeping boyfriend, who apparently thought Blaine was some kind of living pillow.
It was sort of cute.
God, Kurt looked so *young.* “Hey, Anderson,” Jenn said, “Where does your boyfriend go to school, anyway?” *How was he able to visit Blaine in the middle of a school week?*
“McKinley,” Blaine said absently, smoothing Kurt’s hair back into place.
Jenn and Sarah exchanged puzzled looks. “I don’t know that school,” Sarah said.
Blaine laughed quietly as he picked up his textbook again. “I don’t see why you would,” he said easily. “It’s not like Lima’s a very big town. Their high school’s biggest claim to fame is the Cheerios (well, and Glee club, but most people don’t pay attention to that) and I distinctly remember a fifteen minute rant you once delivered on the evils of cheerleading.”
Wait. What?
“Wait,” Jenn said.
“What?” Sarah said.
“He’s still in high school?” Jenn demanded.
Blaine looked a little taken aback. “Well, yeah-I thought I’d mentioned it before. This is his senior year. He’s thinking about going to OSU next year,” he added, “But we don’t really have the kind of programs he’s interested in, and as much as I’d love having him around all the time, I don’t think it’s really a good idea for him to come here just because *I’m* here.”
“But he’s in high school,” Jenn said again.
Blaine looked askance at her. “Yes,” he said slowly, “I just said that.”
“So he’s like, a kid,” Jenn said. She crossed her arms. “You’re dating a high school student?”
Blaine paused for a moment before replying. He looked puzzled. “Last year, we were high school students,” he pointed out.
“It’s not like he’s robbing the cradle,” Sarah piped up unhelpfully. God, not only was Blaine dating this flamboyant little diva, the diva wasn’t even in college yet! He was just an immature highschooler with delusions of grandeur.
Blaine must have seen some of Jenn’s emotions on her face, because his own face darkened a little and he frowned. “Do you have a problem with Kurt or something?”
Yeah, Jenn had a problem with Kurt. Kurt was the fucking bitch Blaine was dating.
“Oh, no,” Sarah jumped in quickly. “Jenn was just telling me earlier how she thought it was awesome how Kurt is so open about his sexuality and so fluid in his gender performance. You know, Kurt’s the type of person who can really make a difference and help tear down the horrible tyranny of the gender binary.”
Jenn, of course, had said no such thing. Sarah had. Along with a dreamy-eyed description of how beautiful Kurt would look in a dress and how if he was into girls at all, Sarah would so hit that, and oh, Jenn, don’t you think he would look so hot tied up? Do you think he and Blaine-
At that point Jenn had thrown a pillow at her friend just to shut her up. Sometimes, she missed the days when Sarah had been a quiet, mousy, nerdy girl who spent more time drawing than talking.
Okay, not really, because Sarah now was a lot more exciting and fun to be around, not to mention a lot happier, but God, sometimes she was so damn annoying.
Jenn was a bit irritated at Sarah’s insisting of how much Jenn liked Kurt, but she had to admit that Sarah’s babble was a bit of a life-saver. Even laid-back Blaine would probably get pissed if you insulted his boyfriend to his face.
Even if it was true that Kurt was a fucking bitchy diva who dressed like a fucking girl and was so camp he practically trailed tents.
WARNING: this part contains some homophobia (more specifically, sissyphobia) on the part of Jenn. In her defense, she really, really likes Blaine and it's more about that than anything else -- it's getting expressed in a homophobic fashion because when someone's been immersed in a heterosexist, gender policing society like ours, it's really difficult to completely eradicate such phrasings, which is why it's so important to do things like speak up when people use gay as a synonym for bad or stupid. /soapbox
Coffee was apparently, like, a *thing* for Blaine and his probably anemic boyfriend. Jenn was pretty annoyed that Kurt had tagged along to what was *supposed* to be Sarah, Blaine, and herself working on their group project. You know. The one that was *thirty fucking percent* of their grade. They should’ve started work already, but Blaine was late (something which *never* happened; Jenn blamed The Boyfriend) and then he insisted on buying Kurt coffee, and since Blaine was late, there was a line out the fucking *door* and it took them fucking *forever* to get started.
Okay, so the way Kurt lit up and kissed Blaine on the cheek and called him his hero when Blaine finally made his way back with the coffees was kind of sweet and endearing. But still. Jenn was Not Happy.
Sarah could tell Jenn was irritated, and Jenn knew that Sarah could tell. Jenn also knew that if it wasn’t for Blaine’s *boyfriend*, *Blaine* would be able to tell too. God, Jenn did not like this, this, this *bitch.*
…It was possible Jenn was not as over that crush on Blaine as she’d thought.
Sarah distracted her by asking something about their topic, and then they were off, working together in the awesome way that they did, the way that was *why* they’d chosen to be partners.
It wasn’t until Sarah had to go to the bathroom that Jenn realized that Kurt had been completely quiet the whole time. She’d expected him to throw a fit about Blaine not paying attention to him, or at least get bored by their discussion of finances and start complaining. Instead, he was curled up next to Blaine on the tiny little couch, posture annoyingly perfect, thumbing through an issue of *Vogue*.
The next time their work was interrupted, it was due to the slapping sound of Kurt’s magazine sliding to the floor. Jenn looked up, startled. Her complaint died on her lips, however, as she watched Blaine move himself around a little to better accommodate his sleeping boyfriend, who apparently thought Blaine was some kind of living pillow.
It was sort of cute.
God, Kurt looked so *young.* “Hey, Anderson,” Jenn said, “Where does your boyfriend go to school, anyway?” *How was he able to visit Blaine in the middle of a school week?*
“McKinley,” Blaine said absently, smoothing Kurt’s hair back into place.
Jenn and Sarah exchanged puzzled looks. “I don’t know that school,” Sarah said.
Blaine laughed quietly as he picked up his textbook again. “I don’t see why you would,” he said easily. “It’s not like Lima’s a very big town. Their high school’s biggest claim to fame is the Cheerios (well, and Glee club, but most people don’t pay attention to that) and I distinctly remember a fifteen minute rant you once delivered on the evils of cheerleading.”
Wait. What?
“Wait,” Jenn said.
“What?” Sarah said.
“He’s still in high school?” Jenn demanded.
Blaine looked a little taken aback. “Well, yeah-I thought I’d mentioned it before. This is his senior year. He’s thinking about going to OSU next year,” he added, “But we don’t really have the kind of programs he’s interested in, and as much as I’d love having him around all the time, I don’t think it’s really a good idea for him to come here just because *I’m* here.”
“But he’s in high school,” Jenn said again.
Blaine looked askance at her. “Yes,” he said slowly, “I just said that.”
“So he’s like, a kid,” Jenn said. She crossed her arms. “You’re dating a high school student?”
Blaine paused for a moment before replying. He looked puzzled. “Last year, we were high school students,” he pointed out.
“It’s not like he’s robbing the cradle,” Sarah piped up unhelpfully. God, not only was Blaine dating this flamboyant little diva, the diva wasn’t even in college yet! He was just an immature highschooler with delusions of grandeur.
Blaine must have seen some of Jenn’s emotions on her face, because his own face darkened a little and he frowned. “Do you have a problem with Kurt or something?”
Yeah, Jenn had a problem with Kurt. Kurt was the fucking bitch Blaine was dating.
“Oh, no,” Sarah jumped in quickly. “Jenn was just telling me earlier how she thought it was awesome how Kurt is so open about his sexuality and so fluid in his gender performance. You know, Kurt’s the type of person who can really make a difference and help tear down the horrible tyranny of the gender binary.”
Jenn, of course, had said no such thing. Sarah had. Along with a dreamy-eyed description of how beautiful Kurt would look in a dress and how if he was into girls at all, Sarah would so hit that, and oh, Jenn, don’t you think he would look so hot tied up? Do you think he and Blaine-
At that point Jenn had thrown a pillow at her friend just to shut her up. Sometimes, she missed the days when Sarah had been a quiet, mousy, nerdy girl who spent more time drawing than talking.
Okay, not really, because Sarah now was a lot more exciting and fun to be around, not to mention a lot happier, but God, sometimes she was so damn annoying.
Jenn was a bit irritated at Sarah’s insisting of how much Jenn liked Kurt, but she had to admit that Sarah’s babble was a bit of a life-saver. Even laid-back Blaine would probably get pissed if you insulted his boyfriend to his face.
Even if it was true that Kurt was a fucking bitchy diva who dressed like a fucking girl and was so camp he practically trailed tents.