Klaine Oneshots

Fight

It was all David's fault.

If asked, he would be torn between denying any involvement and taking all credit. After all, it was the occasion everybody had been waiting for since Kurt had shown up at Dalton. But - well, David was an idiot. A really really big one. And if anyone could cause Kurt and Blaine's happiest moment to be one of their worst at the same time, it would definitely be David.

"David, what the hell are you doing?"

David froze, then plastered a fake smile on his face and turned to face an angry Kurt.

"Kurt! My buddy, what are you up to this glorious day? Because I was thinking -"

"David."

David gulped and snapped his mouth shut.

"I hear some rumors around Dalton that I would like to disprove. Very much. After all, a rumor at Dalton can never be trusted. There's always an element of truth, but people like to change things. So I thought, why not go to the source? So, I'm coming to you David. To ask you one particular question that I would very much like an answer for. Are you placing bets on myself and Blaine getting into a relationship?"

"No! Kurt, no! I would never do something so stupid."

Kurt furrowed his brow. "Really?"

"Really. After all, you and Blaine are already together, you just don't know it. I'm betting on when you finally get your acts together and kiss."

"You're what?"

Kurt and David both spun to see a befuddled Blaine who apparently had overheard their conversation.

"He's taking bets on when we kiss. Can you believe it?"

Blaine snorted. "David, seriously? Don't you have better things to do."

"How can you laugh at this, Blaine? This is a total invasion of our privacy!" David breathed a sigh of relief as Kurt's ire was temporarily directed at Blaine.

"Kurt, you've got to admit it's a bit funny -"

"Funny? You think this is funny? I suppose the whole thing is a big joke to you, the idea of it even happening is just ludicrous isn't it?"

Now Blaine was beginning to lose his patience. "Kurt, I think David betting on us is funny. I don't think that the idea is a joke. I think it's a serious conversation that you and I need to have at some point -"

"So why haven't we yet, Blaine? What's taking so long?" Kurt stepped forward and poked his finger into Blaine's chest. "You know damn well how I feel. What's the problem, too afraid to face up to your own feelings?"

"Maybe I wanted to wait until we were both ready, Kurt." Blaine's voice was rising to match Kurt's and people were beginning to look in their direction. David coughed nervously and attempted to shuffle away until Kurt grabbed his blazer and pulled him back.

"Oh no, you're not going anywhere. You're the one who caused this, you can damn well stay."

"Kurt, seriously. You're making this into a huge deal when it could all be very simple."

"Oh right, so now my feelings aren't allowed to be a big deal? I'm meant to sweep it all under the rug and put a mask on like you do?"

"That's a low blow, Hummel." Blaine said through gritted teeth.

"What's the matter, Anderson? Not going to let your emotions go where people could hear? Too scared to -"

"Fine, Kurt. You want me to let go. I'll let go." And now Blaine was the one in Kurt's face. "You have no idea how infuriating you are. Other people are entitled to have their opinions matter. My opinion matters, Kurt! I can laugh at what I want to laugh at, I can talk about what I want to talk about and I can take as long as I want to bloody work out my feelings! We've talked about this before and you know I need time to work it out. And the way you're acting right now, I don't know if I could be in a relationship with you. I thought you were someone who understood the pressure of trying to find yourself and be that person. I thought you were actually understanding. You say you care about me, I can't buy that right now!"

Kurt had taken a step back at Blaine's outburst but quickly recovered to yell back. "You know what, screw this! I don't need this! I thought you were someone different too, Blaine. I thought you actually cared about me, I had hoped for a bit there that you might feel the same way. I'm crazy about you, Blaine. And David's right, we have pretty much been together, you're the idiot that hasn't worked that out. You're the one who hasn't made the first move. You're staying firmly in Mentor Blaine role when I don't need a mentor anymore. What I want is a boyfriend and I want it to be you. You, Blaine Devon freaking Anderson. So do something about it already!"

"And why should I, Kurt?" Blaine had turned red and was clenching his fists as he glared daggers at Kurt. "Why is it that I should be the one to make all the first moves, huh? We're both guys and even though you're more feminine than me, this isn't a conventional relationship. Did you ever think I might have been waiting for you to make the first move? After what you've been through, I wanted things to happen in your own time! To be sure that you were ready for it all. I don't have any experience to go off either, and you're impossible to read most of the time, so I wanted you to start the whole thing so we could both be sure of where we stood and comfortable with the relationship. But if you need me to be the man, well fine!"

"Oh no, I wouldn't want to trouble you." The sarcasm dripped off Kurt's words. By now a crowd had gathered around the two screaming boys but neither noticed. David stood by awkwardly, not sure whether to get a teacher before the punching started or take bets on the outcome.

"Then by all means, do something about this problem! Because I can't take another second fighting with someone as pig-headed as you!"

"Fine!" Kurt screamed, grabbing Blaine's face. "Consider it dealt with!"

And he pulled them together so their lips met.

The muttering in the room immediately ceased as everyone watched the two boys lock lips. After a few seconds, all the anger drained out of both of them and Blaine's arms wrapped around Kurt's waist while Kurt's hands tangled through Blaine's hair.

David coughed, then quietly began crowd control. By the time the lovebirds broke apart, most of the crowd was gone but neither noticed or cared. They did notice, however, when David groaned angrily and threw his notebook to the ground.

"What's the problem, David?" Blaine asked lazily, running his fingers through Kurt's hair.

"Wes just won $100. He bet that the two of you would never be able to admit your feelings like normal human beings and you'd end up having a screaming match before - well, before exactly that happened."

Kurt raised his eyebrows. "Well, that's Wes for you." He suddenly gasped as Blaine's lips found his jawbone. "Um - well, nice talking to you - um, David. We're - we're gonna g-go and.."

Without finishing his sentence (which David was immensely grateful for), Kurt grabbed Blaine's hand and pulled him out of the room. David picked up his notebook and, without turning around, announced to the empty room, "Gee, I wonder how Kurt found out I was taking bets..."

A few seconds later a sheepish Wes entered the room. "Man, it's my girlfriend's birthday next week, you know I need the money. Besides, the sexual tension was so high, anything would've set them off. It just happened to be you."

And with a wink, Wes grabbed his money and strolled out.

David sighed.