Glee: Deleted Scenes #1

Story #1

Scary Movie Night


Movie night at Kurt's house was always one of Blaine's favorite excuses to get out of his own house on a Friday night, and this weekend in particular was one he was looking forward to: Monday would be Martin Luther King Day, and Kurt had convinced Burt and Carole to let Blaine stay over for the entire three-day weekend. It didn't really seem like anything much to be excited about, since Blaine saw Kurt every day anyway, but something about the thought of getting to snuggle with Kurt in his bed every night for three nights in a row had a tendency to make Blaine smile involuntarily anytime it came across his mind.

Blaine sat on Kurt's bed with his arms wrapped around his knees, hugging against his chest.

Kurt opened the door and inched in, holding a DVD in his hand.

"So, what's the movie of choice for tonight?"

Kurt walked over to Blaine on the bed and handed him the DVD. "One that I thought we'd both want to see," he said rather simply.

Blaine examined the title of the movie and looked up at Kurt, feeling confused. "Black Swan?"

"Yeah. I've never seen it, but I heard it's really freaky," Kurt said, joining Blaine on the bed.

"I don't get it; I thought you hated horror movies."

"I do. Well, most of them, at least, but this one is supposed to be amazing."

"...Of all terrifying horror movies, you chose Black Swan?"

"You haven't seen it, have you?"

"No."

"Well, then, how would you know how terrifying it really is?"

"Kurt, it's rated R."

Kurt rolled his eyes. "Whatever. It's been forever since I've watched a scary movie."

"Yeah, you said they give you nightmares."

"They used to, but that was when I was little!"

"Okay, so why is it that now you so suddenly want to watch an R-rated horror movie?"

"Because with you I have a perfectly good excuse to," Kurt said, resting his head on Blaine's shoulder, gazing into his eyes with a cheesy swooning gaze.

Blaine raised an eyebrow. "Oh really? And what might that supposed excuse be?"

"If I get scared, I have you to protect me," Kurt said with a wink.

Blaine took a moment to understand what Kurt was implying, and he laughed. "Kurt, if you wanted to cuddle, you could have just said so. I mean, I would have been more than happy to oblige; you didn't need to choose a haunting movie like that."

"I know, but it's more fun this way."

Blaine shook his head jokingly. "Alright, alright, we'll watch it, but on one condition."

"What?"

"If I get scared, then you have to protect me."

Kurt looked smug. "Deal."

"Well then, put it in."

Kurt didn't have to be told twice.


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Well, Kurt had managed to survive so far. The movie was at least three-quarters of the way done. It had to be, Kurt thought.

The boys were curled up close together on Kurt's bed with his laptop in front of them.

Blaine glanced over at him. "You okay, Kurt?"

"Yeah," Kurt said a little shakily. "I'm alright."

"Then would you mind not grabbing my hand so hard? I feel like you're gonna break it off."

Kurt looked down at their intertwined hands, and then looked back up at Blaine apologetically. "Sorry." He managed to loosen his grip slightly.

"Is this movie really scaring you?"

Kurt opened his mouth to say no, but knew that Blaine would totally tell if he was lying. "Yeah..."

"Do you want me to turn it off?"

"No, I'm fine. It should be over in a while anyway."

"Kurt-"

"Don't worry about me, Blaine."

Blaine sighed in defeat and turned his attention back to the laptop screen that was sitting in front of the two of them. Bad timing.

The boys watched as Natalie Portman's character walked through her dressing room, where an imaginary figure of Mila Kunis' character came out of nowhere.

Blaine felt Kurt start to shake a little and press himself closer into Blaine's chest. In the suspenseful moment of the scene, Blaine dared another glance at his boyfriend.

Kurt, from what Blaine could tell, was a bit nerve-racked right now.

Blaine resisted the urge to smile. Kurt was trying so hard not to act scared in front of Blaine, and Blaine found this a rather sweet gesture: Kurt was so willing to just toughen up and deal with thing in order to make Blaine happy, and never let go of him. It showed that Kurt wasn't afraid to stand up and face his fears for Blaine.

Blaine recalled experiencing this situation many times before now.

At prom last year, Kurt was absolutely humiliated in front of all his peers, but he had been so brave and willing to swallow his pride in order to show the people that he wasn't afraid to be himself, and he wouldn't let them affect the love that he and Blaine shared.

Blaine had never been so proud of him.

The disturbing sound effect of a knife, followed by a scream, came from the laptop speakers, and Blaine felt Kurt cringe sharply.

"Oh my God!" Kurt exclaimed.

Blaine looked at him again and saw him wincing in disgust. "Okay, that's it," Blaine said as he reached for the laptop.

"Blaine, don't!" Kurt gripped his wrist.

"Kurt, I can tell you're scared."

"Blaine-"

"It's okay, Kurt, I'm not judging you. I just don't want you having a hard time sleeping tonight."

Kurt looked at him and just smiled.

"What?"

"As long as I get to snuggle with you, I'll never have a hard time trying to sleep."

Blaine quirked an eyebrow.

"Come on, Blaine, the movie should be over soon. "

Blaine paused, feeling Kurt's shimmering blue-green eyes weigh him down.

"Please?" Kurt scooted even closer to Blaine. "Besides, you and I made a deal that if I got scared, then you'd protect me."

Blaine sighed in defeat, but smiled. "Okay; just stay close to me."

Kurt rested his head on Blaine's shoulder and exhaled slowly.

Blaine snaked an arm around Kurt's shoulder and pulled him closer, if that was even possible.


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Kurt mentally sighed in relief when the screen finally rolled the credits.

Blaine reached over again and turned off the laptop before he closed it. He looked back at Kurt, who had ended up with his arms around Blaine's waist.

Their legs were entangled with one another's, and Kurt had practically scooted himself into Blaine's lap.

He definitely looked tired; his eyelids were drooping slightly and his weight was gradually becoming heavier against Blaine.

"We should go to bed," Blaine said.

"Mmm...we don't have to just yet."

"Kurt, you're exhausted; you should get some sleep."

"Blaine, we have the whole weekend ahead of us. Sleep isn't exactly the first thing on my mind right now."

"Okay. So what is, then?

Kurt smirked. "Oh, I don't know. I was thinking that maybe..." He leaned closer to Blaine, their lips an inch apart.

Blaine seemed to get the message. He leaned in and slowly connected their lips...

BANG!

Both of the boys jumped, pulling away and looking around for the source of the sound.

"What the hell was that?" Blaine said.

Kurt, all sleepy feelings gone, scooted off the bed and walked over to the window. He opened the blinds and stared out into the darkness. He saw that it was raining. "Thunder."

Blaine groaned and threw himself back into Kurt's pillows.

"Oh, come on, Blaine, it's just a storm."

"I hate thunderstorms."

Kurt closed the blinds and walked back over to the bed, sitting down on the edge. "It's okay, I do too."

"No, I mean, I really hate them."

"...Wait...Blaine, do they...do they scare you?" Kurt asked seriously.

Blaine sighed. "Please don't judge me!"

BANG!

Kurt heard a faint squeak come from Blaine. He scooted over on the bed to wrap his arms around him in a tight embrace. "Hey, it's okay."

Blaine curled up into Kurt's chest and hid his face in the crook where Kurt's shoulder and neck met.

Kurt just smiled and buried his nose in his boyfriend's dark curls, taking in the scent of his cologne.

The rain continued to patter against the window.

After a while, Blaine's breathing seemed to even out.

"Blaine?" Kurt whispered, wondering if he had fallen asleep.

"Hm?" Blaine responded sleepily, pulling away to look up into Kurt's eyes.

"Maybe we should try and sleep."

"But I want to stay up and snuggle with you all night," Blaine protested jokingly.

"Blaine-"

"And besides, it's kind of hard to try and sleep when the rain is this loud, and I don't think the thunder is gonna subside just yet."

Kurt reached up and cupped Blaine's cheek.

Blaine leaned into the touch.

"You know, I used to be terrified of storms, too."

"No kidding?"

"Nope. When I was little, anytime there was a storm, I would run to my parents' room and wake my mom up. I hated disturbing her sleep, but the thunder just really scared me."

Blaine let out a small laugh. "I know the feeling."

"You know what my mom used to do?"

"What?"

"She would pick me up and carry me back to my room. Then she'd sing to me, give me a kiss goodnight, say 'I love you, sweetie,' and stay with me until I fell asleep."

Blaine nodded. "Okay, so, how exactly is that supposed to help me?"

Kurt grinned. "Well, you protected me tonight, so I think now is a perfect time to return the favor."

"Oh? And how exactly do you plan to do that?"

"By distracting you."

He leaned over and captured Blaine's lips again.

Blaine sighed into the kiss, losing himself completely.

Kurt rolled over on top of him and entangled their legs again as their lips moved in unison.

Their entire bodies pressed against each other.

Kurt wrapped his arms around Blaine's neck, pulling away slightly. "I love you," he whispered, his lips brushing against Blaine's as he spoke.

"I love you, too."

Their lips connected once more.

Blaine's one hand came up to tangle itself in Kurt's brunette locks; the other rubbed down Kurt's side until it rested on his hip.