Stars { Klaine One-Shots }

Venus

I can still remember those days we spent in the Dalton halls, running hand in hand between classes and Warblers; sharing secret smiles as the other boys looked on knowingly.

We sat in the Warbler practise room, our legs overlapping on the sofa as my back rested against your strong chest. The 'Newsies' soundtrack played in the background and as we listened to Jeremy Jordan's wonderful voice of Jack Kelly, I turned so that I was facing you, my face meres inches from your own.

Those golden eyes smiled down at me with such compassion that my breath practically left my body as your delicate fingers trailed over my arm, pulling me ever so slightly closer until your lips skimmed mine.

I can still remember the face you held when you pulled away, one of relief and longing though also fear and worry.

That first day in Dalton was the beginning of something wonderful.

I can still remember the first Christmas at my house, when the Hummel-Hudsons had welcomed you with open arms and your smile, to me, had lit the room aglow.

Once dinner was over and the gifts had been exchanged, we danced and we laughed and we sang without a single care in the world. My hand locked firmly in yours as I steered you away from embarrassing conversations with my father and cautious stares from my step-brother.

At the end of the night, as the house slept, we sat in my room and exchanged gifts of our own.

A leather bracelet for you.

Red fingerless gloves and a promise ring made out of gum wrappers for me.

I can still remember the way your skin felt against my own as hands reached untouched places, bringing low moans and quiet mumbles to the surface.

The first time with you was truly something wonderful.

I can still remember our first wonderful holiday together.

We swam in the lake on that hot summer's night in only our underwear. You watched me with admiration clinging to your features, claiming to be thinking of everything I had endured over the years.

Eventually, we clambered out and sat under the light of a full moon with swaying forest trees behind us and beads of water dripping from our bare bodies. Your arm reached upwards, pointing to the sky as my head rested on your other shoulder.

"That's Venus," you said, indicating what looked like a large star though you weren't looking skywards anymore, you looked to me.

I can still remember the rest of your words on that hot summer's night.

"When you look into my eyes, what do they tell you?"

A pause, as I search for the perfect way to describe the feeling received from staring into the golden eyes of the boy sat before me. Eventually, I found them, "A love story written by the stars."

"I'm obsessed with you, Kurt Hummel. Utterly, willingly and wonderfully so."

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One-shot number two!

I wanted to write something that wouldn't take as long as a whole chapter and then I remembered why I'd started this.

Thoughts?

~ Rowan