Kurt woke up alone in the tent, his back aching due to the poor arch support of the ground. Then his feeling of discomfort turned to panic when he realized that Blaine wasn't there. He just hoped he hadn't gotten lost or anything. Kurt had once seen Blaine get lost in a supermarket. By the time he had found Blaine he was curled up in the cereal aisle, surrounded by Lucky Charms.
This fear evaporated when he climbed out of the tent to find Blaine relaxing by the campfire, chatting with Puck. Then he felt confused, not just because they seemed to be talking like old friends, but by the fact that they were both wearing flower crowns. They were eating some kind of granola trail mix.
Finn, who was coming out of the tent on the other side of their campsite, looked equally confused. Only he unlike Kurt, voiced this. "Is this a cult?" Blaine and Puck laughed at this.
"No dude, it's just that Blaine's got mad flower-crown making skills!" Puck answered, pointing to the one expertly placed on top of his mohawked head. Kurt headed out of the tent, softly laughing. "What?" Puck defended.
Kurt shook his head and sat in the lawn chair closest to Blaine. "Oh nothing. You just don't seem like the flower crown type." Once he got comfortable in the seat, Kurt was also handed a crown which he gladly accepted.
Blaine offered Finn one which he cautiously took, then spoke up. "We aren't going to tell anyone about this weekend, right?" Blaine tilted his head in confusion. "No it's just that I don't want people thinking that I mean, that I'm............"
"Gay?" Kurt finished. Finn was getting better with things, but he still was afraid to be called gay. Kurt was happy about how it was accepting his brother was, but he wished that Finn didn't find it as insulting as he does being called gay.
"You know Finn, there are worse things than being called gay." Blaine commented. "For example, I've been called straight before." Kurt fake gasped. "I know, I know. I was truly insulted."
Finn shook his head. "But that's different. I mean man....." Kurt could tell that Finn was desperately trying not to be offensive, but unfortunately was failing. Even Puck picked up on this and started to change the subject.
"There's lots of trees." Puck stated. "And a pond is near by. Oh and Blaine, I like your hair. Ungelled is the way to go."
Blaine's eyes widened, just now noticing his curls were springing out of different parts of his hair. Kurt found this look incredibly cute, but Blaine look mortified. This wasn't the only style change for Blaine this weekend. His usual bright capri pants were replaced by high-waisted jeans. Jeans just the color of denim, with a soft sea foam green sweater for his shirt. And most surprisingly, no bow tie.
"No no no no no." Blaine ran back into the tent, tripping on the opening flab, and proceeded to tear through the tent like a tornado. He came back looking defeated. "I left all my gel at home." Everyone did there best to stifle a laugh. "What no it's not funny! I look like......Medusa!"
Kurt couldn't disagree more. He giggled and shook his head and looked to Blaine. "I don't think you hair is awful, I think it's adorable. I think you're adorable." While Finn was turned towards the fire, Kurt gave Blaine a quick kiss. Puck looked like he was going to cry. "What the hell's wrong with you?" Kurt asked him.
Puck straightened his back. "Oh, nothing. Something in my eye."
"Is it happiness?" Blaine inquired, and Puck slowly nodded. "So you said something about a pond-"
"A very large pond. But not a lake." Puck cut in.
"-maybe if it's warm enough, we could go swimming." Blaine offered. Finn looked embarrassed, and turned away.
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Somebody Loves You (Klaine)
FanficCURRENTLY ON HIATUS Kurt Hummel is a new student at William McKinley High School. He meets a kind boy named Blaine. It's as simple as that.