Title: Red (1/2)

Pairing(s): Blaine/Kurt

Rating: PG

Spoilers (if any): None as of yet

Warnings (if any): Unbetaed and written very quickly before work.

Summary: Kurt really likes red candy and a few choice people are just starting to notice.

Disclaimer: If I owned glee than Karofsky would have gotten the stuffing beating out of him by some mysterious woman... *looks innocent and whistles*

And I have never had red vines so I have no idea how they taste. Also first time poster. So... hi *Waves*

For some reason Kurt could never explain it but red candy always called to him. If the candy was red, he was compelled to have it. He would only eat the red skittles or the red M and M's and leave the rest for his dad. And when Blaine pulled out a packet of red vines one night it was then that he knew he was in love.

Kurt had cuddled deeper into the couch he was on and happily munched on the candy. His eyes barely skimming the page of his chemistry book. Instead his mind was preoccupied more with the fact that Blaine munching on a red vine of his own. They weren't his favorite red candy but they were that deep crimson red so he just had to. Every now and then Blaine would look up and offer him another and whenever Kurt just one more from the pack Blaine seemed to brighten for some unknown reason.

Kurt didn't know why until he found out the next day that they were Blaine's favorite candy and everyone else thought they were disgusting. He chuckled softly as Wed teased Blaine by making gagging sounds as Blaine pulled them out of his bag. He offered one to Kurt and smiled smugly when Kurt accepted it with unabashed glee.

"Thought you had a vendetta against candy?" David asked slightly confused. If possible Blaine's smiled turned ten times more smug.

"These are different." Wes and David exchanged looks, thinking they understood it. The first bell rang and Blaine bid his friends farewell and headed off towards the far side of campus for his History class. Wes, David and Kurt sluggishly moved to their English class. "You know you don't have to eat those things just to get Blaine's attention," Wes whispered with a wink and an elbow to Kurt's arm while the short boy was still munching on a red vine.

"Huh?" Kurt responded not truly getting it. He took another bit of the long candy before looking at the two boys now looming over him.

"Don't tell me you seriously like those things?" David asked shocked.

"They're red," was Kurt's only reply as he walked ahead of them and into the classroom. The two seniors exchanged a look before entering behind him.

In the weeks that followed Wes and David watched Kurt very closely, some times a little to closely.

"Wes if you don't stop watching me eat I am going to cram my potato up your nose," Kurt exclaimed slamming down his folk. This was the third night in a row that Wes tried to hid the fact that he was watching the boy intentionally from behind a upside down History book. From the other side of Kurt both Blaine and David burst out laughing at Wes' blush. "And you guys called me a bad spy..." Kurt mumbled as he swiped the packet of original dots that David was currently holding.

"Hey-"

"Shut it. This is your payment to me for trying to spy on me while I was on the phone last night." Now it was David's turn to blush. It was the middle of the semester and Kurt had sparked their interest and had used him to relieve their boredom. The plan: figure out why he was eating those horrible candies and did it have to do with 'Prince Blaine,' which they were sure it did. And that plan was suppose to evolve into getting the blind shmucks together, finally. But none of their spying had yielded any results and to top it off their bad spy had just outed them as officially the worst spies ever.

Wes and Blaine watched Kurt rip open the packet slightly and start shaking it with a focused look in his eye. Wes looked at Blaine for a moment than back to Kurt. It only took a few shakes before he turned it over and out dropped four red dots. A light turned on in Wes's eyes as he slammed his first on the table.

"Of course!" David jumped up startled. He had gotten distracted when a text from his girlfriend had come in.

"What the hell are you on, Wes?" Kurt exclaiming and glaring at the boy. He looked down and noticed all four dots had fallen to the floor. "Great, you suck." Blaine furrowed his brow as he leaned over and picked them up for Kurt. "I'll throw them away for you. I need to head upstairs anyways." Blaine shot a looked to Wes and cocked his head before grabbing his tray and the dots and getting up. Wes followed and soon the two were rushing out the cafe doors. Kurt just rolled his eyes at them before turning to David and grabbing the dots again to grab a few more red ones.

"Oh..." David stated lamely as it clicked for him to. Kurt just popped one into his mouth and got up with his tray and left not hearing David at all. He had his red candy and he was happy.

The next day Kurt woke up to a bag of red skittles attached to his door with a note. 'Enjoy.' His eyes widened as he realized that someone was paying enough attention to notice. He smiled and blushed as he pulled the bag off his door. Through out the day he munched on them, shooting glancing around wondering who would have noticed. Blaine sat with him at lunch and Kurt thought for a moment it was him before he exclaimed, "Sweet skittles," and grabbing a few.

For almost week a new kind of red candy was attached at his door with a note. Today was pure red candy canes and a note that wrote, 'I like how you smile when you eat your candies." Kurt ran through all the possible people that it could be and no one stood out. It was clear they were trying to woo him with the candies since every message was borderline flirty and complimenting. He had asked Wes and David about it but they seemed just as surprised as him and Blaine never really acknowledged it. He only tried stealing some, which had left him with a slight spoon shaped bruise on the back of his left hand.

Kurt knew he had to catch the culprit. Since it was Friday he figured he'd stay up all night with a nice pot of coffee and sit by his door. Okay, maybe not the best idea but he also had a huge term paper due Monday that he hadn't started yet so it would kill two birds with one stone.

Blaine had texted him a few times to ask to hang out but as much as it killed Kurt, he had to turn him down. He wished with all his heart that it was Blaine but he knew better. Instead he sighed and settled in for a long night.

At around 3 in the morning Kurt perked up. Some one was walking down his hall, towards his door and trying to be quiet. Never worked how anyone wanted it too, really. The fair skinned boy listened at the door and heard the unmistakable sound of candy being shaken. Like a flash he leapt to his feet and ripped open the door.