Who: Blaine and Ian (Followed by OPEN to those who might have overheard.) What: After school serenading Where: McKinley glee club room When: 2/06, midafternoon Warnings: Um, Blaine?
Ian had texted Blaine in the middle of the last class. He’d shot off that he expected Blaine to meet him in the glee room and to come alone. So now that the bell had rung, Ian had gathered up his things and gone off to that particular room to make sure no one else was there. There wasn’t so it was all good.
Tina’s party had been a debacle for them to put it mildly. Then he had taken Blaine home, put him to bed... and checked out. He’d had things to do on Sunday. There’d been church and a few appointments he had to make. He’d answered texts as to where he was and such but nothing deeper than that. He hadn’t even seen Blaine face to face until Monday being a school day and all.
Now... Now he was pacing a little, not sure if Blaine would even want to see him.
Blaine remembered absolutelyeverything about the party. The words he'd assaulted Ian with in the bathroom taunted him. Ian knew more of his fears and darkness then anyone he'd even been with. He'd been such a whore and he couldn't imagine Ian wanting him. He'd known Ian would be busy Sunday. Blaine had done his own music, homework, and generally distracted himself from the memories.
The text during class had surprised him. He bit his inner cheek to keep himself from sending back a pathetic and frantic message asking if Ian remembered the party and if he would forgive him. Instead he sent a short affirmation and put the phone away.
Blaine barely heard the teachers, not that he need to. A condition of going to McKinley had been private tutoring and he hardly needed bother care what was happening since the grading scale was on a curve set against Puckerman. He headed to the glee room after the class, his hand shaking as it reached for the door. As soon as he entered the glee room his calmest controlled mask fell into place. If he was about to get a break up message he would take it with poise.
Ian stopped pacing as Blaine entered the room. He breathed a short huff of a sigh then nodded to himself, gesturing to a stool sitting in the middle of the room. “Okay... You sit and I’ll make sure no one bothers us.” Which is why Ian went about locking all the doors leading into the glee club’s room. What? He wanted privacy and he knew Blaine wouldn’t want to be embarrassed by anything that went on in here. Not that he was giving the most promising message by doing this but he didn’t give a shit.
“I think you can guess as to what this is about,” still not very promising. He sucked at this. Whatever. He was going to go through with his plan.
Blaine's eyes watched Ian closely. He watched each lock click and the sense of being trapped pressed in. He was locked in. With Ian, who he'd offered everything to. Who had taken none of it. "Ian.... I'm sorry. I was out of line."
Even as he said it his mind scrambled for any exit and anything he could say to prevent whatever had been planned from occurring. He didn't want Ian to hurt him. He was the one good relationship he'd had. "I can make it up to you I swear."
“Make it up to me? There’s nothing to make up, Blaine. Look, I promised you I’d answer you when we were both sober again, didn’t I? This is all that is. And when I’m done saying my piece, I’ll unlock the doors and you can go. I only locked them ‘cause I didn’t want the rest of the club busting in here and bothering us,” as he said all this, Ian crossed the room at a slow pace, trying to look non-threatening. He could see Blaine was sort of panicking...
When he reached the other boy, he kneeled down so he’d be looking up at Blaine. It gave the other boy the advantage really. “So will you listen?”
Blaine took a deep shuddering breath. He looked into the expressive eyes and believed. He was safe with Ian, always had been. "I'm listening..."
“Okay.” Another breath and he cleared his throat a little... “This is going to be the cheesiest thing. I apologize ahead of time.” Again Ian cleared his throat and did what he knew best – singing, “Never knew I could feel like this... Like I’ve never seen the sky before. Want to vanish inside your kiss. Every day I love you more and more.” This was probably not what Blaine was expecting but that was entirely the point.
“Listen to my heart; can you hear it sing? Telling me to give you everything.” He settled his head on Blaine’s lap, closing his eyes and trying to avoid eye contact, “Seasons may change winter to spring... But I love you. Until the end of time. Come what may... Come what may... I will love you until my dying day...”
Blaine's hand pressed over his heart. He'd ran through so many possibilities. Every angry leaving song, every heartbroken goodbye, even 'love the one your with' had passed by. The over the top romance caught his breath. Blaine knew he was flawed; knew he was used by so many people that Ian had no right wanting him. But Ian did. Ian loved...
Blaine couldn't stop his emotions bringing tears to drip down. His masks, they couldn't remain in place.
Ian didn’t continue with the song - he could have but his point was clearly across. He looked up at Blaine, biting his bottom lip a little before managing, “So see... That’s why I didn’t... Do anything Saturday night, okay? Someone who loves you wouldn’t take advantage of a situation like that. You don’t have to be like that to get me to love you, okay?” He reached up to brush the tears away, “And it’s perfectly alright if you don’t feel the same way back. So don’t... Don’t worry about it.”
Blaine tried to blink away his tears. He had never had anyone care for him like this. Puck would have fucked him right in that bathroom stall if he'd come and slutted himself like that. Luke would have run away leaving him to the mercy of whoever passed by. Even Kurt would have looked down his nose and stammered something before breaking up with him the next morning. He was trying to keep control. He wanted nothing more then to throw himself at Ian's feet and beg him never to leave.
Blaine's body was still, his cheeks no longer wet thanks to Ian's warm hand. "I love you."
There they were - three words that Ian had dreamed about long before admitting to himself his feelings. They’d been awkward dreams but still... And now the unfortunate first response was, “Are you sure? You don’t... You don’t have to say it, I swear.” He didn’t want Blaine to feel like he was being pressured into saying those words in turn.
Blaine finally gave in and wrapped his arms around Ian. He kissed those perfect lips that had sung him a love song with more truth then he ever felt before. He was out of the chair and into Ian's arms the moment after that. "I love you, I love you. Ian I love you!"
Ian made a surprised sound that might have been like a ‘whoomf’ but he returned the kiss with as much passion as he could put into it without being... too inappropriate for school grounds. Then there was a boy in his arms who he hugged tightly around the middle, gathering him in close. He couldn’t help but grin as Blaine poured out with the affection - he believed it now. There was this sort of giddy feeling in the air but it had nothing to do with anyone’s powers. For once, everything was in control. He couldn’t help the teasing question that followed though, “Does this mean I can actually hold you after sex now?”
Blaine couldn't stop the laugh. He nuzzled himself into Ian's shoulder. "Of course. You might have to catch me the first few times. You know me and the way I worry."
Turning his head enough, Ian kissed the place behind Blaine's ear then nuzzled into his perfectly styled hair, "I do know and I will catch you. No letting go this time..." Ian was prepared to just sit there with Blaine. Fuck the rest of New Directions - they could wait outside.
Blaine pulled his legs in so he could straddle his boyfriend. His boyfriend, his love... Blaine's heart was bursting with joy. "No more hiding us. I'm terrified of this school but I can't stand not being able to be near you around our friends."
A heavy sigh escaped Ian. No more hiding huh? That was one thing he'd wanted more than anything else but... "Are you certain? Y'can't take certain things back. This is one of them. But I promise to do my best to protect you. I won't fail this time."
Blaine nodded, fear lacing through him. "Just around our friends. Around the Warblers and the glee club. Not to the school."
Although he didn't want to voice the worry, he had to, "And when Jacob inevitably gets ahold of the story?"
Blaine's hand tightened in Ian's shirt. When Jacob got ahold of the story the whole school of close-minded bigots would know. "I … I'll have to hire a bodyguard."
"I'll have to follow you around... try to be in as many of your classes as I can or something," why yes he was suggesting that he basically stalk Blaine just for his protection. Ian moved to kiss the corner of Blaine's mouth with a small sigh.
"You're sweet." He sighed, letting himself think positively. "I love you. We can get through this."
"Should I unlock the doors now, love? Let the world in?" Ian asked softly, kind of unsure at the moment. Like one thing out there could sweep in and shatter their new, tender relationship.
"If we must." Blaine took one last long kiss from Ian's mouth. He then pulled back to stand, Ian's hand clutched in his own. "Bring it."
Ian wasn't sure he wanted to part with Blaine after that kiss but they had to so he stood up with his boyfriend afterward, taking a moment to just breathe... Then he headed to the doors, unlocking each one for the world to come in.