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Anything's Possible 3

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As Blaine and Kurt made their way back into the school, Blaine noticed him shiver. "Kurt, I understand you went outside because you were frustrated, and annoyed, but could you do me the favour of not going outside in the rain next time?"
Kurt gave him a questioning look, so Blaine placed an arm around him hesitantly, "I just don't want you getting a cold, and look," He pointed to Kurt's hands, "you're shivering."
"I'm fine," Kurt responded unconvincingly, "Just cold, that's all."
"Well you're going to go have a hot shower and change into some warm clothes none the less."
"But Mercedes-"
"I'll tell her where you've gone after I'm sure you're not going to get hypothermia."
"You're being melodramatic," Kurt deadpanned.
"I'm being a good friend, something I've failed to be this month," Blaine smiled, "I need to make up for lost time."
"Oh my god, you're such a sap."
"I am not!"
"Blaine. Did you not just hear what you said?" Kurt asked, obviously holding back a smile.
"Well, 'course I did."
"Then I stand by what I said. You are a sap." They continued to debate as they walked to the Gryffindor commons, Blaine insisting that he escort Kurt all the way to the Year Six boys' room. Once Kurt promised that he was going to go for a shower and change and then get some rest, Blaine left; though very reluctantly.
Kurt smiled at his receding back, feeling a great deal cheerier now that things were resolved. When a shiver ran down his back, he headed into the showers; thoughts still on the events of the afternoon as he worked through his routine. He wondered slightly how things could go from looking so grim to so very promising in one afternoon. He also sincerely hoped Puck wasn't going to murder the poor bloke; he tended to be a bit too protective of Kurt for some reason.
****
Blaine left the Gryffindor commons with light spirits. He was glad that Kurt wasn't mad at him, and way too giddy to care that he was probably going to catch a cold from keeping his wet clothes on. He headed for the Great Hall, glad to see Mercedes and Puck still at the Hufflepuff table.
"Hello," He said cheerfully as he sat down, oblivious to the glares they were both giving him at that moment.
"Alright, Anderson, cut the bull. Did you fix whatever the hell you did?"
"Yes, Puck, I did."
Mercedes' face softened, "Blaine, your knuckles are blue."
"What?"
"Your knuckles, Blaine," She told him, "They're blue. And you're shaking. What happened?"
Blaine chuckled, "Er, just a bit of a slip up. Fell into the lake, sorta."
"You fell?" Puck snorted, "Man, that's pathetic."
"Have you ever seen Kurt when he's furious. He's bloody well terrifying. I honestly thought he was going to pull out his wand and be done with me."
They all laughed at this, but after a moment Mercedes became serious once again, "Seriously, though. You're knuckles are blue. You need to go warm up somehow Blaine."
"I'll just go have a hot shower then sit by the fire in the commons or something. That's what I told Kurt to do, that's also why I came to find you."
"Puck," Mercedes said after a moment of thought, "Make sure Blaine makes it up to the commons and to the showers, will you?"
"What?" He gaped.
"Noah," She warned strictly. So with a dramatic sigh, Noah stood up, pulling Blaine with him. "Say goodnight to Kurt for me!"
Blaine followed calmly after Puck, suddenly realizing that he was completely frozen. They made their way up the stairs silently, Blaine shivering the whole way. When they reached the Fat Lady portrait, Puck muttered the password and the painting swung open. They made their way inside, Blaine forcing himself to keep moving forward instead of stopping at the fireplace, which seemed to be taunting him.
Puck walked up the spiral staircase, up to the Sixth Years' dormitory. Kurt wasn't asleep like Blaine thought he'd be, instead he was seated on his bed with a novel in one hand and a cup of what Blaine assumed to be tea in the other. When they entered he looked up, eyes widening at the sight of Blaine's shivering form.
"Blaine!" He exclaimed, "Oh my god, are you okay?"
"F-fine," He said, teeth chattering the whole time, "J-just a l-little c-c-cold."
Kurt rushed over, throwing an arm around Blaine's shoulder, holding tighter when Blaine curled into him, obviously desperate for the warmth. "Okay, go take a shower," He told him firmly when they'd reached the bathroom door, "A hot one."
"C-clothes?" Blaine asked.
"I'll go pick out something for you, just go get warmed up, please." And how could Blaine turn down that offer? So he shuffled his way across the cold stone floor.
Kurt watched him go with a worried frown, turning to Puck as soon as the door closed and hitting him upside the head.
"Ow!" He complained, "What was that for?"
"What took you so long?" Kurt demanded, "He's obviously freezing and it's been at least twenty minutes since he dropped me off."
"Relax, Princess. Mercedes didn't realize until about five minutes ago."
Kurt fumed at the use of the nickname, glaring daggers at him, "Get out."
"Are you sure you don't-"
"Out, Puckerman." Kurt's voice was firm, and Puck ran from the room. Once he heard the click of the door closing, Kurt made his way to Blaine's dresser and pulled out a pair of sweatpants and a old pullover with the worn initials DAW on the front. He decided that they were warm enough, and headed for the bathroom door. He opened it as quietly as possible, as not to startle Blaine. As he placed the clothes on the counter next to the sink, he heard humming coming from Blaine's stall. He obviously thought he was still alone. Kurt was on his wait when Blaine began to sing.

Kiss me too fiercely, hold me too tight
I need help believing you're with me tonight
My wildest dreamings could not foresee
Lying beside you, with you wanting me
And just for this moment, as long as you're mine
I've lost all resistance, and crossed some borderline
And if it turns out, it's over too fast
I'll make every last moment last
As long as you're mine


Kurt recognized the song immediately as something from one of his favorite Muggle musicals; Wicked. He itched to sing the next chorus, but decided that would be just creepy, so he headed back into the dormitory to wait for Blaine to return.
****
Kurt looked up at the sound of the bathroom door opening. It had been about half an hour since Blaine had went in, and Kurt saw steam seeping from the bathroom as Blaine exited. Blaine himself looked absolutely adorable in the just-slightly-too-big sweats, hair free of gel. Kurt decided he much preferred Blaine's hair curly.
"Better?" He asked.
"Much, thank you." Blaine made his way over to his bed, getting under the covers and pulling them up so all Kurt could see were his eyes. He looked like a child. Or a puppy. Either way, Kurt laughed. "What?"
"You just look adorable like that," Kurt blurted, blushing when he realized what he'd said. "I mean, y'know… like a puppy or something."
"Gee, thanks." Blaine sighed, "I totally wanted to go for the adorable puppy look. Not like I want to be sexy or anything. No, adorable puppy's fine with me."
Kurt giggled again, thankfully not blurting out that Blaine was definitely sexy. He saw Blaine's teeth start to chatter again and he pulled the blankets tighter around him. Kurt frowned, trying to figure out what to do to help. "Okay, not to sound strange or anything, but why don't you come sit over here? There's plenty of room and you're clearly still shivering."
Blaine seemed to contemplate the idea for a minute before hopping out of his bed excitedly and heading to Kurt's, gladly slipping under the covers Kurt had lifted for him. They were barely touching under the covers, but Kurt knew the little bit of extra warmth was helping when Blaine let out a sigh of relief.
"Thanks, Kurt," He sighed.
"Of course." They fell into a comfortable silence; Kurt reading and Blaine slowly drifting to sleep. Kurt felt Blaine's head sag onto his shoulder and smiled. After a few minutes, he began to sing for no particular reason aside from having the song Blaine had sung earlier still stuck in his head. He picked up where Blaine left off, voice soft to avoid waking him up.

Maybe I'm brainless, maybe I'm wise
But you've got me seeing, through different eyes
Somehow I've fallen, under your spell
And somehow I'm feeling, the stuff that I felt


What Kurt didn't expect was for Blaine to join him, voice barely audible at first, but gaining confidence as they sang.

Every moment, as long as you're mine
I wake up my body, and make up for lost time
Say there's no future, for his as a past
I know, I may know, I don't care

Just for this moment, as long as you're mine
Come be how you want to, and see how bright we shine
Follow the moonlight, until it is through
And know I'll be here, holding you

As long as you're mine


Their voices melded together for the final note, it sounding throughout the room and echoing quietly around them. Blaine had sat up and was now staring into Kurt's eyes in a pleasant shock and Kurt was sure he was staring in a familiar way.
"That was…" Blaine began.
Kurt smiled, "Yeah."
"You have an amazing voice."
"Thank you," His smile broadened, "Yours is amazing, as well."
"No," Blaine blushed, "No not really. I don't even sing in front of people usually."
"Well that just makes it even more amazing." Blaine opened his mouth to protest, but Kurt gave him a stern look, "Just accept the compliment, Blaine."
"Thank you," he reached out, touching Kurt's face lightly, "But yours would put anyone's to shame."
They gazed wordlessly into each other's eyes, Kurt trying to ignore the pleasant butterflies in his stomach, the tingle that was left by Blaine's fingers on his face, the quickening of his heartbeat as Blaine stared into his eyes… Kurt gulped and broke eye contact when he realized that he may just be falling for the new guy.
3. A World That's Entirely Our Own
Just a filler chapter before stuff starts to pick up. Enjoy. (:

Edit: This is not the end of this story. I know the last line sounded like it, but there's more to come, I promise!
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Cuddling with a cute and sexy boy/puppy, singing songs with him... Kurt, can I have your life?