Word Count: 4400 words
Summary: 3.05 fic. This is the episode itself. Kurt. Shifting, and accepting, and communicating what he wants.A/N - I wrote this on LJ about two months after the episode. I re-read it last night, as I may do a pre-quel to this. I never tumbled it. If you like firsts, and sweet, communicating Kurt and Blaine becoming lovers…well, here you go.There is a sequel (the morning after), if you like this one.Comments are my warm milk at bedtime.What exactly does he think he’s doing? Kurt sighs to himself as he stretches out on Blaine’s bed, both somewhat exasperated and somewhat mesmerized by the high-energy gracefulness of his boyfriend. They have exactly twenty five minutes until Blaine’s mom comes home from work, Blaine has de-bowtied himself, nonchalantly flinging off his button-down shirt, leaving only his little white t-shirt with buttons undone at the top. And what is he doing? He’s bopping around carefree to the beat of the music, oblivious to the fact that his little t-shirt is revealing his perfectly toned biceps, his pants fitting just tightly enough that Kurt can’t help but look at his ass. It’s not his fault. He could be on the bed with Kurt, lips and hands and those bare arms in front of him, and an empty house. But no. He would rather be taunting Kurt with his unintentional sexuality while giving Brian Ferry a high five. Kurt wonders if it’s cluelessness or Blaine’s inner gentleman shining through but he wants to put a stop to it, wants Blaine to jump him. Right now.
“Do you think I’m boring?” is what he says instead.