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Carry That Weight

kurtblainefanfic:

Title: Carry That Weight
Authors: Hedgerose and Polarbearutopia
Rating: R
Word Count: 58,618
Summary: When Blaine’s friend Susan drags him to an American Idol audition, he’s not even trying to get past the first round— much less into the top ten. And after getting through Disco Week, avoiding the media, and dealing with his very absent parents, Blaine’s not sure he even wants to win— although falling in love might make up for a lot of that. And maybe, just maybe, he can win this thing. 

The group with the guy who’d caught Blaine’s eye earlier perform ‘Bad Romance’. Even though the guy is taller than Blaine is, he’s got an amazingly high range, singing right alongside the girls. He’s dressed absolutely fabulously, too, and Blaine finds himself wanting to get to know the other man— anyone who wears a jacket like that with a McQueen scarf is someone to introduce yourself to. Blaine is also fairly positive that anyone dressed like that— even in New York— can’t be one hundred percent straight, so maybe he’s got a companion here in more ways than one. One the other hand, his gaydar has been wrong before, so it could just be that the man actually pays attention to fashion trends.

Blaine and Rachel make it through; Amy and Dale don’t. There are more than seventy of them remaining, and both Blaine and Rachel get put into room two with Mr. McQueen Scarf, as well as a pretty blonde girl who sang ‘You Keep Me Hanging On’ for her solo earlier (Blaine has a fondness for 60s girl groups; he remembers these things). For once, the man with the scarf isn’t surrounded by a gaggle of girls, so Blaine decides it’s now or (maybe) never.

“I love your scarf,” he says to the man. He can feel his cheeks warming as the man looks him up and down, no doubt noting Blaine’s straightforward (and incredibly comfortable) henley and skinny jeans. “I’ve never seen it paired with that kind of jacket before.” The man raises an eyebrow, and Blaine blushes a little more. “Oh, I’m Blaine. It’s nice to meet you.” Blaine holds his hand out in expectation.

“Kurt Hummel,” the man replies, shaking Blaine’s hand firmly. “I’m glad there’s someone else who understands the value of a proper scarf here.” Kurt smirks at him a little, and Blaine ducks his head slightly.

“Anyway, I just wanted to say you were really great on ‘Bad Romance’, and I hope you make it to the semi-finals,” Blaine says.

“You too,” Kurt tells him sincerely.

Currently reading this and ignoring my homework. So far so good.