Glee fanfic: New Fashion (5)
Media: Fanfic
Title: New fashion
Part: 5 of 5
Word Count: 837
Author: lola_mejor
Summary: Kurt and Blaine continue their relationship following Kurt's transfer back to McKinley high.
Characters: Kurt, Blaine, Burt Hummel, Mr Anderson
Rating: PG-13
Category: Angst/Romance
Author's Note: Last part and semi-epilogue to this little fic - pretty much just fluff. This was my first foray back into the fanfiction world in over 5 years... dunno what it is about Klaine, but I felt compelled. I liked writing it and hope you like reading it. In case you randomly stumbled on this, you're at the wrong end - I suggest going to parts one, two, three and four first :-)
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Blaine and Kurt were laying on the fluffy rug that covered the floor at the end of Blaine's bed in his room, looking at the ceiling. "This is where my bed used to be in my room when I was little," Blaine had explained, "and when I was 6 my Dad put these glow-in-the-dark stars on the ceiling. He told me to reach for them because I could do anything... be anything."
Kurt smiled, looking up to the soft glow of the stars, and slid his hand across the furry rug to meet Blaine's hand next to him. The boys traced their fingers together, interlocking them as they lay together in comfortable silence. The room was almost dark as light faded outside and the warm yellow light of the hallway became an increasing contrast.
"And thus ends our tour," Blaine said, turning his head on his side and smiling at Kurt. "Voila the Anderson household."
Kurt glanced across at Blaine. He could see the events of the afternoon had had a beneficial impact in terms of his Dad's acceptance, but that his parents' relationship was troubling him. He decided against raising it, however. Enough drama for one day, he thought to himself.
"I like your house, your room... and your stars." Kurt smiled. "Thank you for showing it to me."
Blaine smiled again and looked back up to the ceiling. "These stars have been the one constant in my life, the one thing I can look to and think big about the future... imagining how things will be, how things should be." He paused, unlinked his fingers from Kurt's and turned completely onto his side to look at him. "But I don't need them for that now, because with you in my life things are as they should be."
Kurt's heart leapt at Blaine's words, his head turning on its side to look at Blaine. He let out a small squeak before he could stop himself.
"To be able to show you my house," Blaine continued, "introduce you to my Dad - and my Mom when she gets home in a bit..." he trailed off and shook his head with the wonder of it all. "To have someone with me, in every sense of the word, is so incredible Kurt - I hope you know how much you mean to me."
Kurt rolled onto his side, mirroring Blaine's form on the rug, his eyes moist and throat swollen with the emotion of the moment as he looked into his boyfriend's eyes. Blaine held his gaze, his eyes darkening and mouth opening slightly as his breath grew more ragged.
Kurt closed the gap between them, capturing Blaine's mouth in his as they shared the first of many kisses on that rug. His hand clasped at Blaine's waist with force equal to the power of his lips. The additional touch of his hand on Blaine's side seemed to light an additional spark in Blaine, who suddenly lunged, his lips never leaving Kurt's, and repositioned himself so he lay on top of Kurt, his jeans moving against Kurt's in blissful friction. His hand found Kurt's waist and a patch of smooth bare skin where Kurt's t-shirt had ridden up. He felt Kurt's sharp intake of breath as he installed his hand under the warmth of the cotton shirt, massaging his hand into his skin in rhythm with his mouth and body.
"I..." Kurt tried to speak but his mouth, heart and everything else was fighting against him.
Blaine slowed his mouth and broke of the kiss gently, keeping the physical connection between them everywhere else. "You ok?" he breathed quietly, his mouth a mere inch from Kurt's and their eyes remained locked together.
Kurt took the opportunity to breathe, but didn't seem to be able to get enough air. His heart was pounding as the newly familiar feeling of arousal washed around his body, sparking as he shifted his position causing more exquisite friction between their lower halves.
"I just don't think I quite know how to stop," he finally managed to say, blushing slightly at the admission.
Blaine smiled back at Kurt and re-locked their lips together for a deeper, slower kiss. They both breathed into the kiss, keeping it slow and deliberate, before pulling away, breathless. Blaine repositioned himself so he wasn't quite on top of Kurt anymore but instead lay half over him, in his arms, with one leg locked with Kurt's, and his head resting on Kurt's chest.
"Given the door is wide open..." Blaine lifted his head slightly, raised a cheeky eyebrow and looked into Kurt's eyes, smiling. "But I know what you mean," his expression turned serious again. "I just don't know what you do to me... it's like electricity."
"Tell me about it," Kurt replied in a soft voice, as he wrapped his arms around Blaine's body and hugged it tight to his. They both lay together like that for some time, looking up towards the stars, which twinkled in the now-dark room.
Title: New fashion
Part: 5 of 5
Word Count: 837
Author: lola_mejor
Summary: Kurt and Blaine continue their relationship following Kurt's transfer back to McKinley high.
Characters: Kurt, Blaine, Burt Hummel, Mr Anderson
Rating: PG-13
Category: Angst/Romance
Author's Note: Last part and semi-epilogue to this little fic - pretty much just fluff. This was my first foray back into the fanfiction world in over 5 years... dunno what it is about Klaine, but I felt compelled. I liked writing it and hope you like reading it. In case you randomly stumbled on this, you're at the wrong end - I suggest going to parts one, two, three and four first :-)
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Blaine and Kurt were laying on the fluffy rug that covered the floor at the end of Blaine's bed in his room, looking at the ceiling. "This is where my bed used to be in my room when I was little," Blaine had explained, "and when I was 6 my Dad put these glow-in-the-dark stars on the ceiling. He told me to reach for them because I could do anything... be anything."
Kurt smiled, looking up to the soft glow of the stars, and slid his hand across the furry rug to meet Blaine's hand next to him. The boys traced their fingers together, interlocking them as they lay together in comfortable silence. The room was almost dark as light faded outside and the warm yellow light of the hallway became an increasing contrast.
"And thus ends our tour," Blaine said, turning his head on his side and smiling at Kurt. "Voila the Anderson household."
Kurt glanced across at Blaine. He could see the events of the afternoon had had a beneficial impact in terms of his Dad's acceptance, but that his parents' relationship was troubling him. He decided against raising it, however. Enough drama for one day, he thought to himself.
"I like your house, your room... and your stars." Kurt smiled. "Thank you for showing it to me."
Blaine smiled again and looked back up to the ceiling. "These stars have been the one constant in my life, the one thing I can look to and think big about the future... imagining how things will be, how things should be." He paused, unlinked his fingers from Kurt's and turned completely onto his side to look at him. "But I don't need them for that now, because with you in my life things are as they should be."
Kurt's heart leapt at Blaine's words, his head turning on its side to look at Blaine. He let out a small squeak before he could stop himself.
"To be able to show you my house," Blaine continued, "introduce you to my Dad - and my Mom when she gets home in a bit..." he trailed off and shook his head with the wonder of it all. "To have someone with me, in every sense of the word, is so incredible Kurt - I hope you know how much you mean to me."
Kurt rolled onto his side, mirroring Blaine's form on the rug, his eyes moist and throat swollen with the emotion of the moment as he looked into his boyfriend's eyes. Blaine held his gaze, his eyes darkening and mouth opening slightly as his breath grew more ragged.
Kurt closed the gap between them, capturing Blaine's mouth in his as they shared the first of many kisses on that rug. His hand clasped at Blaine's waist with force equal to the power of his lips. The additional touch of his hand on Blaine's side seemed to light an additional spark in Blaine, who suddenly lunged, his lips never leaving Kurt's, and repositioned himself so he lay on top of Kurt, his jeans moving against Kurt's in blissful friction. His hand found Kurt's waist and a patch of smooth bare skin where Kurt's t-shirt had ridden up. He felt Kurt's sharp intake of breath as he installed his hand under the warmth of the cotton shirt, massaging his hand into his skin in rhythm with his mouth and body.
"I..." Kurt tried to speak but his mouth, heart and everything else was fighting against him.
Blaine slowed his mouth and broke of the kiss gently, keeping the physical connection between them everywhere else. "You ok?" he breathed quietly, his mouth a mere inch from Kurt's and their eyes remained locked together.
Kurt took the opportunity to breathe, but didn't seem to be able to get enough air. His heart was pounding as the newly familiar feeling of arousal washed around his body, sparking as he shifted his position causing more exquisite friction between their lower halves.
"I just don't think I quite know how to stop," he finally managed to say, blushing slightly at the admission.
Blaine smiled back at Kurt and re-locked their lips together for a deeper, slower kiss. They both breathed into the kiss, keeping it slow and deliberate, before pulling away, breathless. Blaine repositioned himself so he wasn't quite on top of Kurt anymore but instead lay half over him, in his arms, with one leg locked with Kurt's, and his head resting on Kurt's chest.
"Given the door is wide open..." Blaine lifted his head slightly, raised a cheeky eyebrow and looked into Kurt's eyes, smiling. "But I know what you mean," his expression turned serious again. "I just don't know what you do to me... it's like electricity."
"Tell me about it," Kurt replied in a soft voice, as he wrapped his arms around Blaine's body and hugged it tight to his. They both lay together like that for some time, looking up towards the stars, which twinkled in the now-dark room.