Hey Guys, thank you for all the lovely reviews plus the story alerts and favourites. It really makes my day. Here is the follow up most of you asked for, making this story now a two-shot my first ever one XD Yes, I now realise Memory's is from Cats but to be fair I have never seen either musical but I have heard the song and thought it fit. I now know better and am sorry I can't correct the mistake for possible future readers X) Thank you for all the compliments, hope you enjoy this chapter as much xXx

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Kurt straightened his bowtie and fixed his blazer, he didn't know why he was even going to this dare night. Ok, he did. It was Blaine, they'd gotten together. Or had they? Blaine had left before Kurt could ask, or even breathe.

He'd spent the past few hours washing, drying and styling his hair while simultaneously exfoliating his skin and plucking his eyebrows. His outfit had been perfectly formed in his head the minute Blaine had left and he was ready. He didn't know what Blaine had in mind but he hoped it involved payback.

Taking a deep breath he opened the door and walked into the corridor pocketing his key and walked towards the common room. His heart was racing. He could feel every beat and with every step it felt like his heart was rising to his throat. When he got closer to the common room, he could hear laughter; obviously Wes and David had outdone themselves with the crowd for his supposed humiliation. Still, they would be surprised to see him, especially without a heavy textbook to whack them with.

Walking into the room, he noted yes, they'd invited everyone in the Warblers and their dorm but his eyes sought Blaine. After a few minutes he spotted him sitting by the fire, still wearing the same travesty as earlier but looking irresistibly cute. He was talking animatedly with Wes and David. He spotted Kurt at the door after about five minutes of Kurt stalkerily staring at him and smiled, Wes looked over and winked obviously Blaine had let nothing slip.

"Ok Guys!" He shouted to hush everyone in the room. "We're all here, let's get to it." The boys quickly formed a circle and Kurt made sure to sit across from Blaine. Wes grabbed an empty wine bottle from a table and Kurt raised an eyebrow, wondering where he had got it from.

"There are just a few rules," Wes carried on, enjoying the attention and authority,

"1. No dares that would involve us getting suspended or expelled

2. NO ONE is allowed to back out of a dare without facing a forfeit we have planned

And 3. Have fun!"

Everyone laughed at Wes' cheesy smile and Blaine flashed Kurt a look. Wes started the game, claiming it was his right as organiser. He spun the bottle giving Kurt a clear look almost smirking. It came as no surprise when the bottle landed on Blaine, Kurt had suspected a set up.

"Hmm..." Wes laughed and David poked him to get his attention. They consulted each other for a moment whilst everyone else present rolled their eyes.

Again Wes' attention turned to Kurt and he winked again. Kurt knew what was happening, their plan was to make Blaine so irresistible that Kurt would confess and although that was no longer a problem, it was very likely him not being able to resist would have a detrimental effect on the counter plan. Which come of think of it, he still knew nothing of.

"Blaine...take off your shirt." The other boys looked at them, disappointment evident in their expressions.

"Is that it?" One blond Warbler, Kevin, asked, "It's a bit tame." Wes gave him a look and the boy shrunk. What did he know, was this a complete set-up? Did everyone know what was going on?

"We are just warming up, guys!" Wes reassured them before turning to Blaine, "Come on then, off!"

That began a chant which Kurt happily joined, excited at the prospect. Blaine laughed and pulled his tank over his head and pulled his suspenders onto his shoulders, he smiled bashfully in Kurt's direction. Kurt sucked in a breath, due Blaine's reaction earlier, swatting Kurt's hands away; Kurt had had no idea of Blaine's physique.

The older boy had obviously been working out, his tanned chest was the first six-pack, Kurt had ever seen in real life and it took his breath away and its owner, its gorgeous owner, was his. His...His...lover? Crush? Boyfriend? Whatever. Blaine was his and he was going to make that painstakingly obvious tonight.

Kurt got his game face on just as Blaine spun the bottle which landed on a bulky jock from their dorm. Dare after hilarious dare continued until the entire circle of boys felt like their sides were splitting. David had just been dared to sing Baby got back while pretending to check out Wes and Kurt felt like he was going to die of laughter and then David spun the bottle and there it was Kurt's first dare.

"Kurt," David glanced around the circle gaining several nods from different boys encouraging him, Kurt suddenly grew even more suspicious, Was everyone really in on this?

"I dare you to kiss...Blaine." Kurt acted surprised and shook his head in mock horror. "Come on David, leave him alone." Blaine contributed but David glared at him,

"Well then he'll have to do the forfeit."

"Which is?" David laughed, almost giggled and Kurt suddenly felt like the geek under attack from a mad group of cheerleaders.

"To strip and give someone a lap dance but I get to pick who seeing as it was my dare he backed out of." Kurt shrugged and glared at Wes keeping up the act and crawling over to Blaine, whose lust was obvious in his eyes.

The idea of Kurt stripping had sent him over the edge and now the very boy was crawling seductively towards him. Without any hesitation when he reached Blaine, Kurt planted his lips on Blaine's craving the sweet taste of their earlier kiss. The boys whooped and whistled but the sound did not reach Kurt and Blaine's ears, the whole world had disappeared in that second as their hearts became one and the only thing left was them. Kurt had decided Red Vines were his new favourite snack, favourite Amy Mann song, favourite vines other than green and his new favourite way to say Red wines in a German accent.

The taste made him moan loudly and the boys stopped whistling, stunned. Blaine licked Kurt's lips and was granted entrance, both boys suddenly feeling very warm as Kurt's hands finally finished what they had started earlier tracing the muscles of Blaine's chest. The latter decided to even the stakes by undoing the buttons on Kurt's shirt and sliding his hands underneath. Both boys moaned and broke the spell.

"Eww, come on guys. Some of us don't like gay porn." Wes moaned and the boys chuckled pulling apart.

"Well," Blaine said surprised at his ability to talk, "That's what you get for trying to set us up." Kurt laughed and David looked crestfallen and glancing at Wes, said,

"Me thinks they thwarted our plan." Wes looked at him and everyone whispered, "Duh!"

"Well gentlemen, thank you for the invite but we'll be off now," Blaine told the group and grabbing Kurt's hand, making the younger boy blush despite the fact they had been doing much more just moments before, lead him out of the room.

Kurt found his voice just in time to shout back, "Have fun with the game, guys!"

Blaine dragged the petite boy down the hall at lightning speed to Kurt's dorm room and then stood aside as he waited for Kurt to open the door, "I must get my own key." He mused and Kurt laughed,

"We'll get one cut, first thing tomorrow." The door slid open and Blaine grabbed Kurt's hand again, dragging him into the room and banging the door shut behind them. Kurt found his back against the door as Blaine's lips yet again captured his, feeling like they'd never been apart. The younger boy manoeuvred them over to his small bed. His hands found Blaine's chest and as the older boy began kissing his neck, he resisted the shudders of pleasure to say,

"My dear sir, I do believe you left your shirt behind." Blaine smiled against Kurt's skin and pulling back, he looked down at the boy beneath him.

"Truth or Dare?" Kurt was confused and wriggled to sit up and look at Blaine.

"Truth?" Blaine smiled that's what he'd wanted.

"Will you, Kurt Hummel, be my boyfriend? To love and to hold, in sickness and in health."

Kurt was so happy at that one point that he thought nothing could ever feel as good, and nothing would ever go wrong again. He would still need courage to fight the homophobic attitudes in the world but it didn't seem important anymore because now he had Blaine anything was possible,

"Yes, of course. And I'll promise you something," He looked into Blaine's eyes falling over and over again for the boy, "It's gonna be totally awesome."

Blaine chuckled and their lips met again after another few solid minutes of making out, Blaine thought he'd fall over the edge if he didn't make it clear now.

"Kurt, I know you've been through a lot and moving to Dalton has really helped and I promise I'm going to do my very best to make it completely better and totally awesome again but," Blaine looked meaningfully at the boy below trying to calm himself, deciding the best way would be to avoid looking at Kurt's soft, red lips and started again, "I think we need to take this slow. I care too much about you to rush this and I don't want to pressure you into anything."

Kurt smiled, "I agree and I care about you too. I love you Blaine."

"I love you, Kurt." Neither boy could help breaking into smiles that spread from ear to ear,

Who cares what they're wearing
From Main Street,
to Saville Row,
It's what you wear from ear to ear
and not from head to toe
(That matters)

The song popped mercilessly into his head and Kurt hummed the tune. Blaine picked up on it and the two sang laughing at each other and pulling silly faces for the next few hours, neither of their throats growing sore.

Kurt yawned as they were finishing a rendition of 'I Could Have Danced All Night' and Blaine pushed him towards the bed.

"Come on, Bedtime for Kurt." Kurt stifled another yawn.

"You're so bossy." But he shrugged off his shirt and trousers all the same, while Blaine diverted his eyes, and climbed into bed.

"I don't wanna go to bed; I won't see you until tomorrow." Blaine turned, his hand on the doorknob,

"But the faster you go to sleep, the quicker tomorrow will come." He turned the door handle slightly.

Kurt jerked up, "Don't leave!" Blaine laughed and closing the door, moved to lie down beside Kurt on the bed. Kurt's arms wrapped tightly around Blaine's waist and he was surprised how sure of himself the sleepy Kurt was. He kissed Kurt's forehead and rested his chin on top his head and began to sing.

"The sun'll come out
Tomorrow
Bet your bottom dollar
that tomorrow
There'll be sun!

Just thinkin' about
Tomorrow
clears away the cobwebs,
and the sorrow
'Til there's none!

When I'm stuck in a day
That's gray,
And lonely,
I just stick out my chin
And Grin,
And Say,
Oh

The sun'll come out
Tomorrow
So ya gotta hang on
'Til tomorrow
Come what may

Tomorrow!
Tomorrow!
I love ya
Tomorrow!

You're always
A day
A way!

Tomorrow!
Tomorrow!
I love ya
Tomorrow!

You're always
A day
A way!"

Soon after finishing the song, he fell asleep himself and they lay like that, holding on to each other with everything they had until morning, one boy under the covers, and one boy on top of the covers but both utterly content.

The End

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