"I've got nowhere left to hide, it looks like love has finally found me."

[rockstarwarbler.livejournal.com]

Who: rockstarwarbler, justbeingaqueen, jewhawk and usedtohaveabs (posting order)
What: Double date... and then some.
Where: Anthony's Coal Fired Pizza, Miami Lakes
When: Thursday night
Rating: Leaving it open for now

It was true, Blaine really was like a dog with a bone. Once he decided he was going to try and nudge Puck into Quinn's direction, hopefully without either of them realising, he wasn't going to give up on the idea. And really, a double date had to be fun, right? Blaine always wanted to get a boyfriend so he could double-date with his BFF and patience really wasn't his virtue. Why wait on something like that? For some reason, though, when he suggested it to both Puck and Quinn, neither of them protested. It might have been because he worded it in a way like he was going to surprise Kurt and that both their BFFs should get along, right? Maybe they didn't actually realise he was setting them up on a date? That didn't matter. Blaine could still work with this.

But Kurt had been the one to very reluctant agree. Blaine told him he wanted to take him out for another date, but that it was going to be 'a surprise'. Kurt didn't seem into the notion, and he didn't seem a fan of surprises, but Blaine reassured him with would be fun and he would love it. Though, maybe he missed that mark because now they were all seated at the quaint little table for four in the restaurant waiting for their huge main course to arrive, Kurt was sitting back in his seat and eyeing Puck and Quinn across the table, cool blue eyes sliding back and forth between them before they locked back on Blaine's face wordlessly.

Blaine just grinned and took Kurt's hand on the table, giving it a squeeze. "I love pizza! Do you love pizza? There is nothing better than it, I swear. It smells amazing." Okay, so maybe he was somewhat oblivious to the discomfort Kurt was feeling right now. It was a double-date with their best friends! That just equalled fun in Blaine's mind, and it would be even moreso when they went bowling afterwards. Who didn't like bowling?

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[justbeingaqueen.livejournal.com]

This whole Quinn and Puck thing was extremely fresh news to Kurt, and once the penny had dropped for him that Blaine had set the four of them up on a double-date, he wanted to drag Quinn into a discreet corner and demand what the fuck was going on. And really, that had set his mood for the 'double date' there on in. He was uncomfortable and he was awkward about this whole thing, not to mention that Blaine could not have picked a more fat-laden food offering he had tried. His happiness and excitement was undeniable, though, and the last thing Kurt wanted to do was drag Blaine's mood down after the guy had stayed with him for days taking care of him after he smashed his face on the treadmill. The bruising was fading now, and Kurt had covered the lingering evidence with some foundation, so it was hardly noticeable. This was the first he had really been out of the apartment since it all happened, so that alone was throwing him off. Tonight, he really wasn't feeling fabulous at all. He was feeling self-conscious, suspicious, awkward and a little fragile in general... but again, he hadn't wanted to ruin Blaine's fun with this whole surprise date thing.

Kurt just never factored two extra bodies into the equation by any means. He gave Blaine a smile, even if it was forced and squeezed his hand back. "It's certainly very quaint," he agreed, leaving any and all opinion on the food out of the proceedings. Kurt didn't want it to smell good. That would make him want it even more, and they had practically ordered half the menu when Blaine and Puck got more and more excited about the options, having never been here before. Then the forced smile too a more patronising air to it as he looked back to Puck and Quinn again. When he spoke, his tone was brimming with false enthusiasm. "So, tell me! How long have you two been dating?" he asked very, very pointedly.

[usedtohaveabs.livejournal.com]

Quinn had been hoping to hell that it wouldn't be worst case scenario, but even though she had no idea what just went down in that bathroom, the look on Blaine's face - his tears - told her everything. And he couldn't get out of there fast enough, with Puck understandably chasing after him. Quinn cursed to herself for getting her hopes up that Kurt might have opened his heart to Blaine a little and she was up out of her own chair and hurrying to the bathrooms, heels clicking on polish floorboards of the restaurant.

It was like going into a hostage negotiation, she knew that, but she had to first see if Kurt was okay because she started going in at him with the big guns to try and rescue his relationship with Blaine. All assuming it had been Kurt who had pulled the plug. As she located the men's room, she realised that maybe Blaine had been the one to end things when he found out Kurt's secret and maybe ended it all himself. Oh hell, if that's how it went down, Kurt could be beyond crashing and burning right now. She wasn't sure he was psychologically strong enough to cope with rejection like that at the moment. She didn't even think twice, and pushed into the men's room, and as soon as she saw Kurt a sobbing mess crumpled on the floor by the sinks, she swooped over to him, hear heart breaking just at the sounds of his crying.

She crouched down beside him and peeled him off the wall to pull him into her arms. She could smell the vomit on him, and the pills all over the floor caught her attention. She didn't need to see the bottle to know what they were. "Kurt, Blaine just left in tears. You have to tell me what's going on, sweetheart. Talk to me. He found out, didn't he? He knows you're sick..."