"Mr Mysterious has got me so serious, now I'm delirious."

[rockstarwarbler.livejournal.com]

Who: rockstarwarbler and jewhawk
What: Where everything could be about to change
Where: Anderpuck Bachelor Pad
When: Early morning after THIS
Rating: Likely to be high with this pair

Blaine woke up quickly, disoriented as to where he was. He fumbled around blindly for a minute, feeling his legs get caught up in a blanket wrapped around them and even then, he wasn't exactly sure where he was at first. It took a couple more minutes to wake up a little more, peering around through a sleepy-scrunched face and discovering he was on the sofa in the living of the apartment he shared with Puck, and he couldn't even remember falling asleep here. Light was trickling in through the edges of the blinds, and when Blaine put a hand up to rub at his face, a slip of paper stuck to his palm. It was a yellow post-it note and it must have been stuck to his forehead. With a a small, snuffled groan at being awake, he put the post-it up to his face so he could read it, expecting it to be from Puck... only it very much wasn't.

I had to head home, early start in the morning, but you were sound asleep after those pills you took kicked in. I got the pillows and blanket from the cupboard in the hall, I hope that's okay. Feel better, and keep up the fluids.

- K

There were a few groggy blinks as Blaine read over the scrawling neat writing on the note, and then looked at the blanket wrapped around him, followed by the couple of pillows nestled behind him. Kurt did this? It slowly trickled back to Blaine what went down before he had taken his migraine medication. After the grocery store, they went to Walgreen's and then got a cab to go back to Blaine and Puck's apartment. He had to get the poor driver to pull over on the side of the road when the migraine took his hold and made him sick. He really couldn't believe that it was his turn to have a crap day, and Kurt was really sweet about it rather tan getting grossed out. He helped Blaine up to the apartment to lie down on the sofa, and it all got a little hazy after that for Blaine.

"Jeezus," he mumbled to himself as he pocketed the post-it and then untangled himself from the blankets to get up. It was just when he was feeling his way up the hall to the bathroom that Puck came out of the kitchen with a freshly brewed coffee in hand, and Blaine just grunted at him in greeting before he went into the bathroom for an urgent pee. He had to have been asleep for over twelve hours if it was morning, not all that uncommon when his pills stayed in him long enough to work. He shuffled back out of the bathroom with a yawn once he was done and peered at Puck's coffee with a scrunch of his nose. "Never mention condoms to me again," he said through a yawn and made his way into the kitchen.

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[jewhawk.livejournal.com]

"It's just a personal preference thing," Puck said with a shrug. "You'll figure it out when you start using them regularly. The colored ones are okay, I guess... Like I said, it's kinda whatever you like. You have a point, though... Benefits of being gay, there, dude." He laughed lightly, grinning at Blaine. "I don't think he's like me, dude. He doesn't... He doesn't seem like the manslut type."

"Yeah, I guess... I like scary movies, but the Saw shit was kinda fucked up, even more me. I know you hate blood, dude. I've seen you after you cut your thumb slicing up tomatoes in the kitchen." He shook his head. "Honestly, dude... It was the gay thing. I was an idiot before I met you. I was a dumb, thickheaded, closed-minded jock, and it was bullshit. Yeah, his brother... We were good friends until I knocked Rachel up. He's been in prison though? Seriously? Damn. Dude, you pretty much are that short. There just aren't that many people shorter than you."

[rockstarwarbler.livejournal.com]

Blaine chewed on his lower lip and fiddled with his cup. "Is it too premature to think I should maybe stock up? Shit, I don't even know if he's interested in me like that. But then, you hear about getting carried away in the moment, right? Maybe I should be prepared just in case? I don't carry any. When do you know to have that sort of talk, though? How the fuck am I going to tell him I'm a virgin? Do you think he'll laugh?"

He shot Puck a faint glare. "I can't help it that blood breaks my brain. Oh god, please let me never, ever bleed in front of Kurt. Ever. Or let anyone else bleed. Okay, did you ever... want to be his friend?" He nodded. "He said his brother is a typical rebel badass and huge. I'm sort of scared, what if he guy wants to smash my face in? Shut up. I'm taller than Mini Me and Yoda."

[jewhawk.livejournal.com]

"Never premature for that, dude. Better to be ready and not need them than to not be, and end up needing them. I really don't think he'll laugh. Kurt doesn't seem like that kinda dude. Who knows... He could even be one himself." Puck gave Blaine a serious look. "In all honesty, though, B? Buy condoms just in case. And keep one in your wallet. You never know."

"Dude, I'll do the best I can to make sure that doesn't happen. After I met you, I kinda thought more about it... Like having more gay friends, but I always felt like a dick, and I didn't think he'd want to be friends with me after what I did to him." With a grin, the cop gave his friend's shoulder a squeeze. "I don't think he's gonna smash your face in, dude. Not unless you do something really awful and hurt Kurt."

[rockstarwarbler.livejournal.com]

Blaine took in the advice but then his face scrunched up. "I'm going to drive to Jacksonville for that shopping trip or somewhere as equally as far away. Knowing my luck, I'll bump into him again and I can only blame you so many times for embarrassing stuff. I'm pretty sure he already thinks I'm strange some of the time, and I don't even mean to be! I'm usually being strange when I'm trying my hardest to be normal. I used to carry them when I was a teenager and Mom and Cooper told me I should, but when I got older and realised I just did not want to do the casual sex thing, I stopped. I figured when it happened, I'd have enough lead up to know. But Kurt makes me feel all these different things... like I could let go with him."

He smirked a little. "He probably wouldn't want to be your friend. But he didn't look like he wanted to kill you in the hair salon that day. He looked shocked to see you, but more in a 'Why the fuck are you here?' sort of way than a murderous sort of way. I just... can't believe I haven't met him before now. We seem to have all these connections, but we never met. What do you think might have happened if I met him before? He said he went to Dalton one day in junior year. What if I met him that day? Do you think I would have felt the same?"

[jewhawk.livejournal.com]

Puck snorted. "You can use a couple of mine until then... Just keep them on you, just in case, you know? Dude, he may think you're strange, but it doesn't seem to bother him. He looked out for you, man. That says a lot. He clearly cares about you on some level. There's nothing wrong with that, dude. Sometimes letting go is the best thing you can do.

"No, I guess he didn't," Puck agreed. "So that's gotta be an improvement, right. He doesn't want me dead. He did go. I told him to, actually... I told him to go 'spy on the Garglers' because he was trying to get us to do some number with feather boas... If I'd only known then about the drunken photos you would later take of me... But I don't know, dude. It seems... I don't know, the way you are about him, it's like it was some kind of fated to be deal."

[rockstarwarbler.livejournal.com]

Blaine nodded and was met with an unexpected burst of unfamiliar nervousness. Hell, he hadn't felt nervous of the prospect of sex in years and now that sensation was back here again. His eyes widened a little and he nibbled on the inside of his lower lip. "What if I don't know what to do? He might think I suck. Oh my god, what if I suck at sex? That would totally suck. I mean, all I hear about it how awesome it is, but what if I'm bad at it? I might be. I mean, I'm bad at rollerblading. I nearly broke my ass that time we tried it, and I suck at Wii Golf too! I might really suck at sex!"

"You two are going to be alright, right? I mean, I know there's history about his brother there, but he hasn't specifically said how he feels about it. He just told me a bit about it. I'm not going to wake up one day and you guys just hate each other forever, am I?" There was some insecurity here. He was nervous about the whole Kurt thing, but also about their friends getting along. What if there was old rivalries there that clashed? It would make things awkward and he just wanted this to be able to work because he really had fallen for Kurt in a way he couldn't explain at all. "I'm nervous."

[jewhawk.livejournal.com]

It was everything Puck could do to contain his laughter. It wasn't so much that Blaine was scared he wouldn't be good at sex that was entertaining to Puck. It was more the adorable wide-eyed way he was looking at him as he considered it. "B, seriously, dude, you're like Puss in Boots on Shrek with those eyes, man... You gotta stop doing that. Everybody sucks at sex the first time. I did... Hell, dude, even I sucked my first time. B... B, take deep breaths, bro."

"Listen," Puck explained. "Dude, Kurt makes you happy... You guys barely know each other, and he already makes you this happy... I'm not gonna fuck that up for you. You're my bro, and you've wanted somebody like this for so long. There is no way in hell that I'd go picking old fights back up again when this is going well for you." He moved so that he could put his arm around Blaine's shoulder tightly. "I know, dude. But hey... If you weren't nervous, I'd be kinda surprised."

[rockstarwarbler.livejournal.com]

Blaine gave himself a small shake. Everyone told him he gave them eyes but he never even understood how his eyes changed. He didn't even do it deliberately! He sucked in a breath and let it out slowly, holding his hand up in surrender. "Okay... okay... I can do it. If it comes to that. I mean, I don't even know if that's anything that he's looking for with me. It's early days. He might not be. It's not like witnessing me barfing it going to be anything good on the libido anyway. Sex might not even come up for another five years..." Now that was a scary prospect. He didn't want to be a thirty year old virgin.

"You know what? I'm not going to worry. I'm just going to let this play out and try not to overanalyse it. I do that too much and I don't want to make assumptions about him. That's not fair. You're right. He does make me happy. I've never felt like this about anyone. It's not even just happy. It's... something else I haven't figured out yet. All I know is he gives me huge butterflies in my stomach, and I can't stop wanting to smile when he's in the same room as me. That's never happened before, and I like it. So, I'm not going to worry. This is me not worrying. This is me going to take a shower... a long shower..." he had to add hastily and sheepishly. Just because he was willing to wait on the sex front to see how it played out didn't mean he wasn't thinking about it. He had been thinking about it since the first moment he got a clear view of Kurt's ass.

[jewhawk.livejournal.com]

"I don't think it's gonna be five years, but he might be like you... Maybe he'll just wanna take his time with it, too... Hell, he could still be a virgin, so don't just assume anything. Just give it time. Which sounds really weird coming from me, but you get the idea, right?" He ruffled Blaine's messy curls with a grin. "You're gonna be fine, dude. I'm sure of it."

"Sounds like the best plan to me, dude. You can't work with what ifs... You can only work with what you know, and right now, that ain't much, so take your time and find out, you know?" He couldn't help the smirk on his face when Blaine indicated he might need extended time in the shower this morning. "Use conditioner, dude," Puck said, lightly shoving Blaine's shoulder. "Don't want any chafing."