COFFEE SHOP NIGHTS!

[KURT ELIJAH ELIZABETH HUMMEL]

they always try to teach the wrong lessons
BELIEVE ME, I HAVE BEEN KICKED OUT.
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blue-green eyes looked over to the front doors for about the fiftieth time in the past fifteen minutes. kurt took out his cell phone and glanced down at the time. it was about four. he frowned slightly before pocketing his phone, sighing loudly. every friday after school at around three thirty, he would meet blaine at the lima bean for coffee. however recently the lima bean had went under construction, so they had to chnage their usual coffee shop for now. they had picked starbucks. tyoday kurt had quickly stopped home to change, he couldn't go out in an outfit he wore all day in school, freshen up, and drop off his school stuff. after that brief stop at home he had drove to starbucks for their little coffee date. it had been their thing, even before they had been dating. kurt had been the first to arrive, so he decided to order and buy the drinls; a non fat mocha for him and a medium drip for blaine. starbucks was smaller then the lima bean, there were only a few tables to sit at as most people here seemed to grab their coffee and go. kurt managed to find a two person table in the back by the restrooms. it was kind of gross but kurt preffered to stay away from random people's looks. it was hard to be affectionate with blaine in public because people would give them dirty looks. it really pissed kurt off to no end. kurt's head looked up towards the door when the bell on the door chimed but he deflated quickly when it was some older woman, not blaine.

it wasn't like blaine was super late or anything. besides, blaine had a little longer drive then kurt did. kurt was just very anxious to see him. he really missed blaine. sure he saw blaine at the end of the week and on weekends but it wasn't the same. it was weird, he was used to seeing blaine almost everyday when he was still going to dalton. kurt had, had blaine in two of his classes plus warbler rehearsal and in between class and after school. now that he was back at mckinley it was harder to see him during the week. the school year was ending which meant finals were coming up. kurt really needed to do go on those. he was currently almost failing math. but cut the guy some slack, he had a tough yet exciting year. with moving back and forth between schools, his work got jumbled. through all the crazyness kurt had thought transferring back was a wise desicion. he missed his friends so much, the bullying wasn't as bad but was still there, rpom defeintly confirmed that. kurt did miss dalton, but honestly it was really because of blaine and the warblers. the warblers were all really nice guys, all so very talented. dalton had brought him to blaine, well really puck because of the whole spying thing but that is a whole other story. at dalton kurt had found his first boyfriend.

boyfriend. he would never got tired of saying it, aloud and in his head; kurt elijah hummel has a boyfriend. if not the most talented, sweetest, adorable, funny boyfriend in the world. kurt had liked blaine from the beginning. blaine had been a good friend to him, and as they got closer kurt fell for him more. kurt had been completely shocked when blaine had kissed him especially after the whole jeremiah and rachel incident, which kurt did not like to think about. blaine had been kurt's first, real kiss. it wasn't awkward with some girl and it wasn't rough and one sided with a closed jock. it was with blaine anderson, a dapper young fellow whom kurt was in love with. in love with. kurt had yet to utter those words to blaine. kurt was one hundred percent sure he was in love with blaine, told mercedes, rachel, and even mister schuester before blaine and he were dating. then again saying those three words to blaine proved to be very difficult. they were still a new couple, and blaine had been kurt's first boyfriend. he honeslty didn't know how, or when he should tell blaine. kurt just hoped that blaine would say it back. he would feel just awfuly stupid if he said it and blaine didn't. kurt smoothed a wrinkle in his light grey alexander mcqueen jacket, new spring line by the way, and took a small sip from his coffee cup.

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TAGGED blaine <3
WORD COUNT seven five nine.
OUTFIT here.
LYRICS dancing through life - wicked.
NOTES klaine ftw!

[blaine everett anderson]

Come on, come on. Blaine's thumb beat restlessly on the steering wheel of his Honda Civic. The traffic was unbelievable today. He was 90% sure there was a wreck or a road block on the road today. It was the only logical reason for the ride from Westerville to Lima taking longer than usual. Usually, Blaine didn't mind the ride all that much because this was Ohio, and traffic usually ceased to exist on his route because nothing important or interesting intercepted it. Today, though, hosted an ungodly exception.

Glancing at the clock, Blaine relaxed a little. He had ten minutes before he would be classified as late. That's alright, he supposed, but he knew Kurt would already be there. They were always so excited to see each other, and Kurt had the better end of the deal on their meeting place, so he got there earlier. Blaine obliged to having the longer ride because it meant seeing his boyfriend, and plus, his parents lived in Lima, so he was pretty used to the ride by now. Seven minutes.

Finally, traffic started to move. Blaine had five minutes to spare. It was more than enough time, seeing as he was just about there. He got there right as the clock passed their meeting time. Aw, crap. He pulled into a parking spot and pouted, turning the car off and locking it before going inside of Starbucks. He quickly walked over to Kurt's table and when he was a few feet away, he slid on his feet and landed gracefully in his chair. "I'm so sorry I'm late. The traffic was terrifying and.. hey, coffee! Thanks!" He smiled brightly at his boyfriend and took a sip of his medium drip.

tagged; kurt<3
words; it's short and i'm ashamed.
outfit; click!
notes; sorry it's late. D:

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