Office by Alex Penny
Hi! I'm Blaine Anderson and I live on the Upper West Side, recently joined in wedded bliss with my amazing husband, Kurt. I'll be attending Tisch School of the Arts next
semester as a musical theater student, and am about to begin rehearsals in an off-Broadway performance of 'Moulin Rouge' in the male lead role of Christian. I love new friends so please be sure to say hi!
Quinn couldn’t help but giggle. “Oh, I’m sure you would. Just stay there all day, but then again, you’d need food.” She said, face serious. The waitress dropped off her tea and Quinn smiled her thanks before picking up her tea cup.After taking a sip, Quinn broke off another piece of her scone. “Speaking of work after the show, you mentioned an agent the other day. What is this all about?” If Blaine had an agent, Quinn wasn’t too sure if she would be able to contain her excitement. Blaine deserved all the success that she knew was coming to him. The reviews for Moulin Rouge had all be positive, and she knew that if Blaine were to do more shows, the reviews would probably be the same.
“I could move a mini-fridge next to the bed?” Blaine suggested, grinning at Quinn across the table a moment before breaking off another piece of the scone and popping it into his mouth. Honestly, he was in too good of a mood to not talk about sex at the moment. Normally he’d be a little more reticent, but then, Quinn had always been open to hearing everything he wanted to share, so he was safe with her.
His smile grew at her question about the agent. “Oh, wow. Yeah. We have a lot to catch up on, don’t we?” Blaine wiggled in his chair slightly as he leaned forward. “So, anyway, Honoria—that’s her name—came to see Moulin Rouge back in February. Approached me at the end and asked me if I was looking for an agent to handle my career—just like that!” He snapped his fingers and shook his head. “I didn’t really believe her, at first, and I kept putting it off. But then when everything happened with Kurt…” Blaine shrugged, sighing softly at the horrible memories. “I decided I needed something to focus on. It certainly wasn’t school! So I went to talk to her and she said she thought I had a bright future ahead and… I signed with her, you know?”
Blaine looked across at Quinn, eyes a little wide with his own shock at what he was telling her. “I still can’t quite believe it. She’s already been introducing me to directors and producers with shows actually on Broadway. I talked about it with Kurt, and he was completely supportive of my pursuing this so… I officially dropped out of school.”
Nodding, Quinn smiled again at him. “I’m just glad everything is okay, or getting there. I haven’t really talked to Kurt since you got back together.” She picked up her water glass. “I’m assuming you’ve had lots of sex.” She smirked at him over the top of the glass before taking a sip.
Blaine laughed loudly when Quinn mentioned them having lots of sex. It felt good to laugh like that. He and Kurt had been over the week, but to be able to with anyone just felt ridiculously nice.
“As a matter of fact, we’ve been making up for six weeks of lost time,” Blaine replied, holding his tea cup up as if in toast. “And it has been amazing. In fact, if I had my way, I wouldn’t let either of us out of the bedroom.” He gave her a wink as he took a sip of his beverage. “But, alas, he has classes he needs to get through, and I’m busy making friends with people in theater with the hope of finding work once Moulin Rouge ends.”
Before continuing, Quinn paused, thinking about what she wanted to say and how she wanted to say it. “B,” She started gently. “I’m sorry I didn’t check up on you more. Even after I found out what happened, I didn’t check up on you and I should have. I mean, what kind of friend am I if I don’t make sure you’re okay after something so serious happens?” She took a deep breath. “Just, I’m sorry.”
“It was very weird us not being together,” Blaine agreed with a smile, pausing as their server stopped by to take their orders. He ordered the smoked salmon and scones with potato hash on the side, and waited for Quinn as he took a sip of his tea. It was nice sharing all of this with her. He’d been about bursting with happiness ever since things had worked out between him and Kurt, and the only people he’d been able to share it with besides Kurt had been those at the theater—and between the two of them sharing, Blaine was pretty certain everyone in the company was damn sick of their lovey-dovey happiness.
Giving Quinn a smile, Blaine shook his head as he set his tea down and picked up a scone, breaking it in half to offer some to her. “Don’t apologize, okay? I wasn’t a very good person to be around for a long time there. I wouldn’t have wanted you to see me like that. I was more than just sad… I was angry at the world, and nothing really helped short of drinking myself into a stupor. I wouldn’t have wanted you around that. I didn’t want anyone around that.” He reached out and laid his hand over hers. “I never once thought that you wouldn’t have been there had I asked you to, though, okay?”
Quinn wrapped her arms around Blaine, squeezing him a little. “Sorry I’m late, I woke up late.” She informed him as they pulled back from the embrace. “Oh, thank you! And they say chivalry is dead.” She joked as she sat down, then set her purse under the table by her feet as Blaine sat back down. “And it has been forever!” She smiled. “I’m doing pretty good. Work and school are kicking my ass, but other than that…” She trailed off, shrugging. If the night before was any indication, yes, school was kicking her ass pretty hard.As she picked up the menu in front of her and flipped it open, she looked over at Blaine. He definitely looked better than what Beth had described to her when she mentioned something being off about him a few weeks ago and that made her worry a little less. After hearing what had happened from Kurt, Quinn had immediately gone into mothering mode, checking on Kurt when she could. Of course she had to make sure to not do it too much, for fear of pissing him off, but through all of that, she realized, that she hardly ever checked on Blaine. She felt a horrible about that.
“Here I am talking about me, what about you? How are things now a days?”
Blaine smiled as Quinn talked, realizing how very much he’d missed her sparkling personality and beautiful smile. He doubted she would have been much help during his severe depression while Kurt had been gone, but he still should have made the attempt to see her. Her hugs had always had a way of making everything just a little bit better.
“Things are fabulous right now, really,” he replied, glancing down to twist the wedding ring on his finger as he smiled and thought of how Kurt had looked that morning when he’d woken Blaine. All ruffled hair and bright eyes. He looked back over at Quinn. “Better is an understatement. Having Kurt gone was like being trapped in darkness. I’d never felt so… empty and alone. I just didn’t care anymore. Every time I closed my eyes, I hoped I’d never opened them again. And now that he’s back…” Blaine shook his head a little. “It’s difficult for me to imagine that I ever felt like that, you know? He’s such a light in my life, and he always has been. And I think—no, I know we’re better now. Better than ever. We both got a glimpse of what life was like without the other, and I don’t think either of us ever plan on facing that again.”
As soon as a gap opened up between bodies, Quinn quickly slipped through with a quick “Excuse me.” and a smile. She turned the corner and hurried over to the entrance of the cafe. The hostess greeted her with a smile just as Quinn spotted Blaine at a table. “Meeting someone, thank you though.” She responded to the girl’s question of “How many menus?”
She made her way through the maze of tables and chairs and alerted Blaine to her presence with a cheerful “Hey, B!”
After spending a leisurely morning in bed with Kurt—the best kind of morning involving slow, perfect sex, a shower together, dressing one another and almost undressing one another—Blaine finally forced himself out of the apartment in time to meet Quinn at Alice’s Tea Cup. It was a nice day and he was moving earlier than he had thought, so he took his time, doing the occasional dance step, much to the amusement of the passersby who have apparently never seen someone who wasn’t crazy and talking to themselves also dancing.
Blaine couldn’t help it. He’d been in an incredibly good mood ever since Kurt returned home. It might be too early to say such things but he couldn’t help but think that they were stronger than ever before, and that this time, they were going to make it without falling apart.
Once he reached Alice’s Tea Cup, Blaine noticed Quinn wasn’t there yet but got a table for them and sat down, ordering some tea and a plate of scones while he waited. His appetite had returned over the last week with a vengeance. Kurt had teased him that he was going to go from showing his ribs to having a belly. At this rate, he might be right.
Hearing Quinn’s voice, Blaine looked up at smiled brightly as he got to his feet to give her a warm hug. It seemed like forever since they had last seen one another. “Hey, beautiful! It’s been too long!” He kissed her cheek. “How the hell have you been? Here, sit down.” He pulled out her chair for her before taking his own.
Ha! Yeah, I guess I do, don’t I?? Don’t worry—I’ll give you the full scoop on Sunday, love. ;)
“Mm let’s just go with we’re both ridiculously good looking,” Kurt said, a soft smile spreading across his features as he stared at his husband. Of course Blaine was much more attractive than him, but he knew an argument over that type of thing could go on forever. He rolled in against him, his arm sliding around his back and holding him in close as they kissed.“I think you finally managed to tire me out,” he murmured, his fingers rubbing against the small of his back.
Blaine giggled a little at the thought of being ridiculously good looking, but nodded in agreement and raised his head slightly to press a kiss to Kurt’s forehead. “Same here. It’s been a while since I’ve been so physically active,” he teased softly, brushing another quick kiss to Kurt’s lips. “Sleep. Tomorrow is just another day of our spending the rest of our lives together.”
It sounded nice saying that. Knowing that their marriage was safe, they were safe, and they were back to spending the rest of their lives together. Blaine tucked his head beneath Kurt’s chin and clung to him a little more tightly, just in case his husband got the idea of rolling away from him in the middle of the night. “Goodnight, baby.”
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Hey beautiful! I’ve got quite a bit going on this week between dropping out of school and a lot of meetings with my agent. What about Sunday? Brunch??
He felt like he could lay there forever with him and ever move, maybe with the exception of getting up to feed the kittens and Dior, and be content. “Not nearly as beautiful as you,” he murmured, his hand stroking along his side and resting on his hip.
Smiling, Blaine traced his fingers lightly around the curve of Kurt’s face, the tips of their noses just barely brushing against one another. He slid the tip of his finger along Kurt’s jaw before tapping it gently against his chin. “Are we going to argue who’s more beautiful now? Somehow, I don’t think either of us will win that particular disagreement.”
Blaine couldn’t remember the last time he’d felt this content, this safe. He wrapped a leg over Kurt’s bringing them ever closer as he pressed their lips together again in a soft, lingering kiss. He breathed I love you against them and my husband, even as his arms tightened around Kurt, needing him to know he was never going to let him go ever again.
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“Same,” Blaine murmured against his lips, unable to pull away, just wanting to stay there and breathe in Kurt’s soft breaths, and know that this, right here, this was forever. “Same, baby. No matter what. Never again.”
Blaine meant it. Being without Kurt had been the scariest thing he’d ever faced in life. It had been long and lingering and so filled with fears and terror of things never being right again. But coming out on the other side of it, Blaine could see all of the mistakes that were made that led to it, all of the stubbornness and blindness he’d never allow to take over again. He’d grown up a lot, he thought, in that lonely, empty month without his husband. And it was a kind of growing up he never hoped to do again.
Reaching up, he brushed his fingers through Kurt’s hair, gazing at him as they continued to lay so close to one another, their breathing falling in to sync. “You’re so beautiful,” he breathed quietly, not wanting to disturb the stillness. “I could stare at you forever.”
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