A/N: Last chapter! Thanks for reading, and I hope you enjoyed it.
Blaine stood backstage re-adjusting his red tie over and over with shaking fingers. No matter how he did it, it sat funny under his black vest.
"Need help?" a voice said, startling Blaine.
"Please," Blaine said, turning to face Kurt who threaded the red tie under his collar and tied it expertly. Kurt set his hands on Blaine's shoulders attempting to catch his eye.
"You okay?"
"Hm? Oh, I just -"
"What are you thinking about?" Kurt asked, running his hands down to Blaine's waist.
"Well I was thinking about how nervous I feel from the competition and the audience but now I'm quite focused on your hands inches away from my ass," Blaine said, his eyes growing darker as he leaned forward to steal a kiss. "Would you be super opposed to a quickie? There's an empty closet over - "
"Blaine," Kurt said laughing. "You're going to do fine."
"Hm?"
"I know you're trying to avoid the subject by trying to get me excited."
"Damn, you got me," Blaine said, squeezing Kurt gently and kissing him full on the lips, biting his lower lip playfully before breaking apart.
"Get a room," Santana said in passing as she dragged Brittany behind her by the arm.
"Oh, like you weren't just in that very room with Brittany," Kurt retorted to which Santana clicked her tongue as she went to readjust her red dress.
"Anyways, you're going to be amazing, Blaine. You've practiced a ton and know the dance moves forwards and backwards."
"I just haven't performed in front of a crowd like in years. I play by myself in my room and go to school and don't talk to anyone."
"Hey - that was who you were. You are different now. You are my amazing and wonderful and sometimes aggressive but a real softie who just wants to make art and help people. I believe in you. But it doesn't matter what I think."
"It matters a lot, Kurt. I just - no one has ever cared about me like you do, and sometimes I have to pinch myself to make sure I'm not dreaming and that this is real and you're real and I'm about to go on stage with all of these people and sing with you."
Kurt nodded, squeezing Blaine in an embrace. "It's okay to let yourself be loved."
"I know."
"Show circle everyone!" Rachel called out skipping to the middle of the room and beckoning for everyone to join her.
"You can do this," Kurt said, taking Blaine's hand and leading him to the circle.
After a loud and enthusiastic "AAAHHMAZING!" the New Directions took their places on stage.
The music started, fast and loud, as the girls began seated on the step laying down the tempo.
Finn took the lead confidently and his dancing wasn't completely atrocious as Blaine danced behind him with Mike. He felt himself relax more, and he even cracked a smile as he spun as Rachel made her entrance to meet Finn center stage.
The audience was clapping along by this point as the guys and girls met their respective partners as Kurt and Blaine ran to meet their mark up stage. Kurt's smile was contagious as they met and danced together, running down stage as Blaine let his walls down and belted with all of his might.
And we're glowing like the metal on the edge of a knife
Glowing like the metal on the edge of a knife
C'mon! Hold on tight!
C'mon! Hold on tight!
This next part wasn't as fast, so Blaine took this time to catch his breath counting 1-2-3 as he stepped around Santana who winked at him. The song slowed to a fake ending before the tempo picked up again and Finn took the lead with his fellow gentlemen. Blaine jogged to the side as Kurt followed happily, both of them singing with some much happiness.
Rachel took the stage next, singing the verse with such poise and sexiness almost causing Finn to miss his entrance. The girls were singing around Rachel with the guys firmly behind Finn - a perfect blend of male and female voices. Kurt was wiggling his hips back and forth as Finn and Rachel sang, Blaine smiling hard as he joined Kurt. The guys and girls spun around each other next to leave just the girls on stage before the guys came out again as the song reached its climax.
I couldn't take it any longer
Lord I was crazed
And when the feeling came upon me
Like a tidal wave
I started swearing to my god
And on my mother's grave
That I would love you to the end of time
I swore I would love you to the end of time
They danced and sang, pushing until the end of the song as they flanked the staircase for Rachel and Finn to run up only to come back down stage to meet their final marks. As they sang their last note, their arms came up for their final pose to meet an audience full of cheering.
They ran off stage as the curtain closed, high on adrenaline and full of music.
"Kurt! Kurt!" Blaine shouted running into Kurt's arms and almost knocking him down. "That was - that was "
"Amazing!"
"Amazing," Blaine said grabbing Kurt's face and kissing him with a loud smack. Joe pretended like he wasn't watching but smiling fondly as he went to hug Sugar.
The awards ceremony was nerve wracking. They stood on stage, arms around each other as they introduced the judges once more. Blaine had a death grip on Kurt's bicep. The third place winner was announced and Blaine never understood why they were so excited to come in third, given that there were only three show choirs competing. Positive thinking, he supposed. Oh wait, he was supposed to be paying attention.
"In second place…" and then some show choir that was not New Directions, so… they won?
THEY WON! Blaine started jumping up and down clobbering Kurt in a hug as everyone cheered and started embracing as the emcee brought them their trophy.
"Kurt we won, oh my god, Kurt, we did it, we actually won!"
Kurt was laughing as he started kissing Blaine's face anywhere he could reach. "You were so amazing."
Blaine couldn't stop smiling the entire bus ride back to McKinley and even still as Kurt drove him home.
"That was the second most fun I think I've ever had," Blaine said as Kurt walked him to the door.
"And what was the first?" Kurt asked, laughing as Blaine wrapped his arounds around Kurt's waist.
"Doing this," he said, leaning forward slowly and pressing his lips to Kurt's and parting his mouth slightly to insert his tongue.
"You're making it hard to get back in the car and drive home," Kurt said, breaking apart.
"Then stay."
"My dad would kill me."
"True. I still think he's not taken to kindly to you dating someone like me."
"Will you stop that, Blaine? 'Someone like you.' You make it sound like you're this awful human being whom no one would ever want to be with."
"I'm sorry, I still need to let myself be loved, huh?"
"Yes. And besides, my dad and Carole adore you. I'm serious. Even Finn likes you. Although that might be because he has someone else to talk football with."
Blaine chuckled lightly, his eyes welling with tears. "There's just something about you, that I can't believe would ever fall for a guy like me."
"Look who's talking. I met you by you protecting me from dicks twice my size. You ended up with a fucking black eye!"
"Hey, language, Hummel."
"Oh please," Kurt said, rolling his eyes and smirking.
"I think," Blaine said, taking Kurt's hands. "That we entered each other's lives when we needed it most."
"I think so too. I love you, Blaine."
"I love you, too."