Chapter Five - Dancing in the moonlight

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After a moment or two in the moonlight, Blaine broke away from Kurt to gaze softly into his clear blue eyes. His arms still wrapped tightly around the others waist, his head pressed against the others forehead, their noses rubbing against each other unable to be separated. They were like magnets, unable to deny the positive attraction they were feeling. 

"That's all you needed to do. . ." Blaine whispered softly against Kurt's lips, a smile creeping across his face. "Just rip off the bandaid, and then you'd have maybe had a Warbler wrapping his arms around you never wanting to let you go." His smile turned into a sweet smirk, pressing one more soft kiss against the others lips. 

"I. . . " Kurt began to say feeling flustered, his cheeks turning a deeper crimson than ever before, "I'd never been kissed before. . . and you. . ." He said softly, rubbing his nose against the others gently. "You have no idea how long I've been waiting for you to do that. I thought I'd lost my chance with you, I thought I was stupid for thinking you'd ever want anything to do with me." His arms wrapped around the shorter of the two's shoulders, his weight shifting to the balls of his feet. 

"We should make our way to Brunswick shouldn't we, else it'll be way too late." Blaine whispered softly, taking Kurt's hand in his once more, leading the pair towards the station. Their hands swinging against their sides as they strolled through the busy streets of New York, both wearing the biggest smiles you'd ever seen in your life. 

"About that. . ." Kurt spoke softly as he squeezed Blaine's hand, "Do you want to just stay at my apartment tonight? We've got a spare room, and I'm sure Rachel wouldn't mind. I can bring you back to your hotel tomorrow morning. Just saves us the extra long trip on the J train." 

Blaine nodded excitedly in agreement, "Uh, yeah sure, why not. It's not like I have anywhere else to be. Maybe we could watch a movie or something?" He suggested pulling the other closer to him for a moment as they walked. 

"That sounds amazing, Blaine. Maybe we could watch Moulin Rouge? I love that movie." Kurt replied as they reached the entrance to the train station, when suddenly they heard on the speakers "LAST CALL FOR THE J TRAIN TO BRUNSWICK". Kurt gasped pulling the other as he began to run towards the platform, managing to get onto the train just as it began to leave the station. Kurt closed his eyes for a moment trying to regain his breath, his hands resting against Blaine's shoulders as he began to chuckle. "What are the odds?!" 

Blaine held onto the bars at the top of the train, stablising them both as his other arm wrapped around the other male's waist. His lips curling into a smile of complete and utter admiration as he looked at Kurt, before resting his head against his shoulder wanting to be close to him once more. 

The journey to Brunswick was long, longer than Blaine could ever have imagined, but the fact that he was stood next to Kurt made the time seem to fly faster. They joked together about things that they noticed about the two opposing show choir teams, about Rachel's obnoxiously adorable drive to win every competition imaginable, and the Warblers ability to make every song seem sexy by wearing their infamous Dalton Academy blazers. The two connected as though they'd been friends for years, best friends even. Neither one of them held back telling the other embarrassing show stories, both feeling far too comfortable in the others embrace. 

As they arrived in Brunswick, Kurt lead them out of the train station towards his favourite little diner. He held onto Blaine extra tightly as they walked through the streets, believing that Brunswick wasn't exactly the safest area he could have ever chosen to live. His apartment more than made up for it though, and so did his roommate who he loved more than he believed was possible, especially when that roommate was one Rachel Berry.

They weren't far away from the diner when Kurt heard the hum of an orchestra practicing their slow arias, his lips curling into a little smirk as he cleared his throat, holding his arms out for Blaine as an offer to dance. Of course, Blaine could never say no to dancing in the moonlight with a guy he believed could be his universe, he quickly joined Kurt and began to slow dance to the sound of the music. It wasn't long before the pair began to sing along to the music, softly and quietly so that nobody would hear them. 

"I bet you never thought you'd be dancing in the moonlight tonight," Kurt whispered against the others cheek, pulling him in closer to him and placing a soft kiss against his lips.

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