So I got my first word and I think this might be harder than I thought it would be, because I'm not sure how to put "Averted" into a story, but I guess I'll just go with it. Enjoy c:


Kurt and Blaine entered the Lima Bean, Blaine passionately lecturing on and on about how Katy Perry was a good artist, and it was a sin that nobody would perform any of her numbers at a show choir competition. Kurt nodded, slightly amused by the fire alight in Blaine's honey colored eyes.

"Her songs are really upbeat, too!" he exclaimed, "Sure, "Peacock" was a little strange, but all artists can allow a few strange songs. I mean look at The Killers, they've had some brilliant songs, but out of nowhere they write "Human". I'm pretty sure we all know if we're humans or dancers, and why can't someone be both? Okay I'm getting off topic, back to Katy. You know he many outfits could be inspiration, real eye catchers that make the judges notice us and vote for us!"

The couple joined the queue as Blaine continued babbling.

"Also look at songs such as "Teenage dream", that could be made into a perfect ballad for Finn and Rachel. I don't see what everyone has against her, she has only done one song that is slightly off. And did I already mention the Killers and Human? And "Part of me" is a great one, really catchy and I bet there would be loads of dance moves for Mike and Mr Schue to come up with. Oh, and her voice! Katy just sends me to a place where the grass is always greener, warm, wet and wild."

Blaine looked to Kurt to see his reaction to the reference to "California Gurls". He got none, in fact Kurt's attention seemed completely AVERTED from him.

He tugged at Kurt's hand, but still got no comment.

"Kuuurt," he called, and frowned, wondering why Kurt was not listening to him. He followed Kurt's gaze to the front of the queue, and was filled with outrage to see a cute barista standing behind the counter, with floppy blond hair and a dazzling smile. Blaine squinted at the smile, furious that it seemed rival to his own.

Now secretly seething, he looked to Kurt and frowned, noticing the far away look in his eye.

"So, Kurt," he said, "I was thinking about running away to China and marrying a panda. Thoughts?"

"That's great, sweetie," Kurt replied.

"You know I've always found clown fish more attractive than humans."

"Uh huh, okay."

"I've decided to shave my head and sell my hair to witch doctors."

"Sure."

"I'm in love with Finn."

"Of course, why not?"

They came to the front of the line, and Blaine now had a steady loathing for the barista. He smiled brightly, and said,

"Good afternoon. How may I serve you?"

Oh, of course. He was polite too.

Kurt smiled back, "Non-fact grande mocha, please."

The barista smiled and typed it into the cash machine, before turning to Blaine, looking a little taken aback by his harsh glare.

"A-and you, sir?"

"That's my boyfriend," Blaine said, pointing to Kurt.

"Uhm, okay."

"We're in love."

"That's great?"

"He's mine."

"Could I get your order please?"

"Fine, but I'm watching you." Blaine made a hand gesture pointing from his eyes to the barista, who was looking a little scared. Kurt looked horrified.

"Blaine what are you doing?" he hissed.

"Establishing boundaries."

"Why?"

"Because you were way more interested in him than meee!" Blaine whined.

Kurt shook his head at his boyfriend. "Is that what this was about? Stupid jealousy about the cute barista?"

"Aha!" Blaine accused, "You admit it! I guess I'll just go crawl into a hole or something now..."

Kurt sighed, and caught his wrist. "You know I love you, right?"

"Then why were you looking at him," he gestured to the blonde barista, whose back was now turned.

"Because you were rambling on about Katy Perry and I noticed the way the light caught on his hair like it was made from rays of sunshine..."

Horror crossed Blaine's face, and Kurt smirked.

"Kidding, Blaine. You know you're way cuter than him."

"How much?"

"About a hundred times more. Your eyes are like honey and they're all big with ultra long eyelashes."

Blaine looked satisfied. "And don't you forget it."

"And anyway, I was sort of listening to you," Kurt told him.

"I told you I wanted to marry a panda, cut my hair off and be in love with Finn."

Kurt's eye widened, "Wait, Finn?"

"Oh sure, I've got your attention now."

"As in, my stepbrother?"

"No, as in the thing on top of a shark."

"I'm detecting sarcasm, Mr Anderson."

"Well you're detecting correctly."

Kurt let out a light chuckle and slipped his hand into Blaine's, noticing the way Blaine's fingers immediately gripped tightly to his.

"Now can we take our coffee and go somewhere far away from anyone that will ever steal your attention from me again?"

"I think that's anywhere you're not talking about Katy Perry and human dancers, Blaine."

"Damn, now I've got that song stuck in my head. Are we human, or are we dancer? My sign is vital, my hands are cold. And I'm on my knees, searching for the answer. Are we human, or we dancer?


So, I think I did okay. That's the correct meaning of averted, right? As in, "His attention was averted"? If it isn't feel free to sue me.

Also that song at the end is "Human" by the Killers. It's probably one of the strangest songs I've ever heard. Besides

I WANNA SEE YOU PEACOCK-COCK-COCK YOUR PEACOCK-COCK-COCK.

Hehe... Why do I know that song...