Anderberry Siblings and Klaine

“Blaine, Kurt’s here!” Rachel called.

Blaine rushed over to the door, leaving the living room where Blaine’s birthday party was being held.  Kurt’s face broke out in a smile when he saw Blaine, Blaine grinning back and wrapping his arm around his boyfriend’s waist.

“Happy Birthday, baby,” Kurt whispered in his ear, his lips brushing gently against his earlobe.

Blaine shivered and Rachel rolled her eyes.  “Can you guys control yourselves at least until the party is over?” She asked.

Blaine laughed and tightened his hold on Kurt’s waist as the three of them walked back into the living room.  “It’s kind of hard when your boyfriend’s so attractive,” Blaine said with a smirk as he placed a soft kiss to Kurt’s neck.

Rachel sighed and left the two where they were, walking up to Finn and starting what Blaine knew would be a boring conversation.

The party drew on, and Blaine suspected that Puck spiked the punch.

Because everyone, even Kurt, was acting drunk.

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Blaine was breathing heavily as he attached his lips to Kurt’s neck, relishing in the little moan that Kurt made.

“Blaine,” Kurt breathed.  “We – we shouldn’t be doing this.”

“And why not?” Blaine replied huskily as he worked his way down Kurt’s neck.  “Nobody’s home.”

“R-Rachel could be home any minute,” Kurt muttered, his breathing haggard and his body telling him that he wanted exactly the opposite of what his mouth was saying.

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“Blaine! Wake up!” Rachel commanded as she flung a sock onto her brother’s face. Blaine jumped awake, trying to figure out where the sock flew from. When he realised it was Rachel’s doing, he grunted loudly as he combed through his hair with his fingers, feeling more angry than awake.

“What time is it? And is this sock even clean?!” Blaine pinched the foul smelling sock and threw it onto the floor.

“Don’t know. I picked it up from your bedside. Now hurry and freshen up! We’ve got plenty of things to do!”

“IT’S FREAKING 7AM ON A SATURDAY!!!!!”

“Uh yeah but considering that Kurt is coming over at 10am to help me to bake a cake for Finn, you’re running late.” Rachel was pretty sure that Blaine was fully awake after she mentioned Kurt’s name.

Blaine walked over to his sister’s room and rapped on her door several times.  When no one answered, he put his ear against it and listened.

He couldn’t hear anything.

That was not a good sign.

He knew that Finn was over, and he knew that they were both currently in Rachel’s room.

So the fact that it was silent in there was completely unacceptable.

“Rachel,” he said, his voice loud and stern.

He heard her groan from inside the room.  “What, Blaine?” She yelled through the door. 

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“Rachel, wake up.”

Rachel groaned and turned over to find Kurt lounging on her bed.

“Rachelllll,” Kurt said again, a grin on his face.

“What Kurt,” she groaned.  ”It’s morning.”

“Actually, it’s twelve thirty at night,” he corrected her.

“Right,” Rachel mumbled into her pillow.  ”And why are you here at twelve thirty when I didn’t invite you over for a sleepover?”

“Rachel,” Kurt whispered.  ”Blaine kissed me.”

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Kurt sighed as he walked to Rachel’s door, inwardly groaning at the amount of cars that were in her driveway.

Yes, it was Christmas Eve, but the last place he wanted to be was at a Christmas party at Rachel’s.  She promised there would be no alcohol, but still.

The only thing that kept Kurt going was that her brother would be there.

It wasn’t that Kurt liked Blaine. 

No, he was only madly in love with him.  He had transferred to McKinley at the beginning of the year, and that had only made Kurt’s crush worse.

But the problem was that everyone knew.  It was apparently blatantly obvious, what with the way he tended to zone out while looking at him.  And then there was the fact that Rachel kept telling him that Blaine was crushing on him hardcore too, and had been for years.

Kurt didn’t believe this for one second.  Blaine was younger, more spirited, proud, talented, completely at one with himself.  He wouldn’t fall for someone like Kurt.  Things just didn’t work that way.

So that’s why Kurt knew this party was going to be absolute hell.  He’d have to avoid Blaine at all costs, knowing that his friends would do something stupid.

“Kurt,” Rachel cried as she opened the door.  “Finally! You’re the last one.”

Kurt sighed and walked into the house he had been in so many times before.  There was garland everywhere, and there were Christmas lights strung to the ceiling.

He could hear the whole of New Directions chattering in the living room, silently dreading what he presumed would be the worst party of the century.

“Rach, we’re out of punch already and –” Blaine had come around the corner, a panicked expression on his face.  “Oh,” he said when he noticed Kurt.  His cheeks tinted and he looked down at his shoes.  “Hi, Kurt.”

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“Finn, I need your help,” Rachel said as she basically invited herself into the Hudmel residence.

“Yeah, Rachel, you can come in,” he said, shaking his head fondly at his girlfriend.

“We need to get Kurt and Blaine together,” Rachel whipped around and stared up at him intently.  “I’m so sick of them flirting with each other and then completely denying their feelings.  It’s so obvious.”

“I don’t really think that’s our business,” Finn interjected, but Rachel went on.

“So I think that we just need to give them a little push in the right direction, and then everything should work out from there.”

Finn sighed, knowing that once Rachel had a plan, there was no stopping her.

“Fine,” he said.  “What did you have in mind?”

“Well…”

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