Summary: Sequel to 'Seduction.' More sexy scandals and foolishness from everyone!
Rating: T
Disclaimer: Don't own Glee, Darren Criss, or Chris Colfer (I. Wish.)!
Hey there! Yay for sequels! Woo! I was blown away by how you all reacted to 'Seduction,' and I knew that I had to make a sequel, but I was out of ideas. I finally came up with this idea, so I hope you enjoy it!
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It was because of that day at Warblers practice that the whole goddam thing had started up again.
The Warblers were having a conversation about whatever song they would perform at the nursing home, but many of the boys, including Kurt and Blaine, had started up their own conversation on a couch off to the side. One of the boys droned about his new car, and Blaine, thinking that Kurt would get bored, stroked his boyfriend's hair affectionately.
"I don't know what the problem is, the brakes were fine up until this past weekend..." Jordan, a junior whose car's brakes were apparently not working correctly, complained. "They keep squealing every time I stop or slow down. I might just deafen them, but I think I need to see a mechanic about it..." He said.
Kurt, who was leaning against Blaine and resting his head on his chest, laughed at this. "No, there's no need for that, just oil them." He had spent years helping his Dad in the garage, and had learned a thing or two. "And if that doesn't work, well, do you have a piece of paper?" He asked, shifting, and the group of teens looked at him curiously, even Blaine, as Kurt scrawled out a diagram and some directions on a crumpled sheet of lined paper. He handed it to Jordan and snuggled up to Blaine again. "There. That should do it."
Jordan looked at him like he had grown a second head. "Uh...thanks, man...but, where'd you learn so much about cars?" He asked Kurt, surprised.
Blaine looked down at Kurt as he explained that his Dad was a mechanic and how he helped him out frequently, and gaped at him, astonished. "That's surprisingly very straight of you, Kurt. Should I be worried?" Blaine smirked, and Kurt scoffed.
"Oh, hush you. And don't act all surprised! I could out-straight you anytime." Kurt looked up at Blaine as he said this, the corners of his mouth twitching as he forced a serious look onto his face.
"Oh really now? Is that a challenge?" Blaine asked, and Kurt couldn't stop the smile from creeping onto his face.
"Blaine, do you really want to start this up again? I mean, you've only just completed your three weekends of consequences from our last bet..." Everyone was listening now, not just the small group of boys, but the whole choir room, including the head Warblers. Blaine nodded.
"This will just be an easy win for me, no offense, babe." Kurt only laughed harshly and confirmed the bet. Blaine continued. "Alright, it's settled, first to get a girlfriend wins." Kurt laughed even harder, catching Blaine off guard.
Kurt pulled out his cell phone. "Oh, Blaine, you do not want that to be the bet, trust me." Blaine started to question him, but Kurt held up a finger and he put his phone on speaker as it rang, for everyone to hear.
An innocent-sounding voice picked up. "Hello?"
Kurt smirked. "Hey, Britt."
"Kurt, are you in the phone?"
"No, Brittany." Kurt said, chuckling. "Listen, I have a question."
"Mmhmm?"
"Remember when we made out?" Kurt tried his hardest to stifle a giggle when Blaine practically choked on air, caught off guard, and eyes that had drifted away snapped to look at him.
"Yeah, we were on the couch in your basement before your Dad came down, right? Why, what is it?" Blaine's eyebrows shot up.
"I was wondering if you wanted to go out with me again..." Kurt asked casually, his gaze never leaving Blaine's.
A gasp sounded from the phone. "I thought you were back on the other team?" Brittany said.
"Yes, but it's kind of gonna be like a game, I guess..." He trailed off. "So, will you?" A shuffling sound came from the other line. Kurt chuckled. "Britt, I can't see you, you have to say something..."
"Oh! Then yes." Brittany said.
"Cool, see you, Boo."
"Bye Kurtie!" She exclaimed, and hung up.
Kurt hung up and smiled at her giddiness before answering Blaine's question from a minute ago. "Because I would have just won." He said, smirking, and a few snickers directed at Blaine floated around the room.
Blaine growled. "Fine, then. How about this: we have this week to prove just how straight we can be, and at the end of the week, the Warblers take a vote. They will decide on who is more to the straight side - you or me. Whoever gets the largest amount of votes wins." Kurt nodded, considering it, and Blaine turned to the rest of the room. "And no siding with either of us, agreed?" The room responded in a chorused "Agreed."
Kurt pushed himself off of Blaine's lap and extended his hand. "Well, Mr. Anderson, you've got yourself a bet." Blaine took Kurt's hand and shook it. Kurt smirked.
Oh, Blaine's gonna regret this...
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**face-palm** Yeah...not some of my best work, but hey, it's a bet! That's all that matters, right? **awkward silence** Damn.
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