Nobody Loves Me Like You Do

Chapter 19: Dinner and a Midnight Stroll

Breadsticks is quiet due to it being so late, Blaine and I eat in comfortable silence eating our meals. A tiny bit of alfredo sauce lingers on the corner of his cheek.

"Um, Blaine?" I pause waiting for him to look at me. "You got a little bit of sauce on your face."

"I do?" he wipes his face with a napkin. The sauce still lingers.

I laugh leaning over the table and reaching my arm out, I use my thumb to swipe the sauce off the corner of his mouth. My finger rests a bit too long on his face and a blush spreads across my cheeks. I lean back quickly clearing my throat, I feel his eyes burn into my head. I focus all my attention on my food.

"You sang really well today. I'm not sure if I said that, but you did," Blaine says.

I glance up at him, "Thank you, but you were the real star. All I did was support."

"You don't give yourself enough credit, Kurt! You were incredible."

The heat climbs up my neck once again, "Thank you."

Blaine's hazel eyes stare at me, I feel him take my hand and I raise my eyes to meet his. There is an unreadable expression painted across his face. I smile shyly at him not knowing what to do.

"Have I ever told you how gorgeous your eyes are?" Blaine asks.

"Uhm, I don't, I don't think so. Thank you though," I say. "Yours are amazing too."

He blushes and looks away bashfully, "Do you want to go on a walk?"

"Sure."

We pay for our food and make our way out of the small restaurant. I take in a shaky breath as soon as we step out of the stuffy room. Blaine takes my hand interlacing our fingers. A smile finds its way onto my face, it's dark outside and the stars are sparkling bright. The cool air makes me shiver a tiny bit. Blaine notices and wraps his blazer around my shoulders. I grin at him and he smiles back. We swing our arms in between us while walking through a small park, after a little bit, we stop and sit on a bench.

"So, it's pretty crazy about Nick and Jeff right?" Blaine says breaking the silence.

I laugh, "Yeah, but I knew that they were going to get together. It was so obvious that they liked each other."

"I can't believe it took them so long to figure out their feelings for one another," he sighs. "I mean who is that oblivious?"

"You," I say under my breath.

"Huh?"

"Nothing!"

Blaine looks at me skeptically before flicking his gaze to my lips, "You think I'm oblivious?"

My breath catches in my throat, "What's that supposed to mean?"

"Kurt, you are the most oblivious person ever. I-I mean, I've practically been throwing myself at you and you still haven't picked up that fact that I'm in love with you," his hand moves to cup my face.

I stare into his hazel eyes, "You-you, you're falling in love with me?"

He lets out a shaky laugh, "Yes stupid. Why do you think I asked out Jerimiah?"

"I thought you liked him!"

"I was trying to make you jealous. I even tried kissing you and you pushed me away!"

I look away, heat rushing to my cheeks, Blaine uses his thumb to tilt my face to look back at him, "Can I kiss you now?"

I nod, not able to speak at all. Our faces move closer hesitantly, I feel his breath on my face and can hear his heart racing. Or maybe that's mine, oh who cares?! I push my face closer to his causing our lips to meet. It's perfect, nothing like I imagined, so much more than I imagined, better than I imagined. Our lips slide perfectly together and I can feel his tongue graze my lip asking for entrance. I comply quickly, deepening the kiss and pulling him closer to me. My hands run through his gelled hair trying to break the curls free, his arms circle my waist pulling me flush against him. His teeth tug on my lip and I gasp.

I could have stayed there forever, kissing him on the bench, feeling the cold breeze cooling off my blushing cheeks. Sadly my lungs start to burn from the lack of oxygen and I force myself to pull away. Blaine's lips are swollen and red from being kissed and I am sure mine look similar. I bite my lip, the feeling lingers slightly. His eyes shine with excitement and a shit-eating grin is plastered across his face. He sighs leaning his forehead against mine.

"You have no idea how long I've been wanting to do that," he breathes.

I smile pecking him on the nose, "Me too."

AAAAAAAAHHHHHHHH this took too long to write I swear to grilled cheesus. I have had the worst writer's block with this story. I hope everyone is doing well and staying safe.

~Lacy