Blaine was going to pick up the Kurt about six weeks later. They had been together a few nights since the first time they met. He got to the apartment block and took out his phone. There was no way Kurt lived here. Even when he was a broke college student, where he lived was better than that. He put his phone away and walked up the flight of stairs to Kurt's apartment and knocked on the door. The taller man came to the door looking slightly embarrassed.

"Hi," Blaine smiled as his eyes were directed to the entirety of Kurt's living space - A bed, a very tiny kitchenette and a shower and toilet behind a screen. Kurt didn't have many belongings by the look of things. "So this is where you live?"

"I know it's a dive," Kurt shut the door. "But it's the best I can afford."

"Where do you work?" Blaine asked.

"I'm a waiter," Kurt explained. "I don't get many shifts and my boss is an asshole."

"You can't live here. You don't even have heating." Blaine asked, almost protectively.

Kurt looked at the shorter man who was just looking around the place that wouldn't really be fit for human to live in. "I was a one night stand. Why do you care so much?"

"No one should live in these conditions," Blaine responded. "And I'm pretty sure you have a drug dealer living above you."

"They are," Kurt nodded. "They once tried to sell me drugs."

"Live with me." Blaine said quickly, before Kurt's eyes widened.

"What?" Kurt spluttered. "I-you-what?"

"Live with me," Blaine said again. "It's probably good that I have someone around and I have a spare room and a heater."

"You want to live with a broke eighteen year old?" Kurt asked. "I couldn't afford bills anyway."

"You wouldn't have to pay bills," Blaine looked at him. "You can find other ways to repay me."

"You mean sex?" Kurt asked as Blaine did nothing but bite his lip. "I don't know."

"I like you Kurt," Blaine responded. "Last time was fun. Not just because of the sex, but because I have never met anyone that I can talk to as well as I can talk to you. It would be nice to have another human walking around my apartment."

Kurt just smiled at Blaine and pushed the shorter man onto the bed. They began stripping and not half an hour later were lying on Kurt's bed under a blanket when Kurt heard a snap noise of one of the bed springs.

"Well there goes my bed." The taller man grumbled.

"I can get you a new one," Blaine laughed. "I was probably half the reason that thing broke anyway."

"Moving into a place with a heater does sound nice." Kurt looked at Blaine.

"Well the offer is open." Blaine got up and found his clothes.

"Moving into a place with a guy I'm not dating but am having sex with," Kurt laughed. "Sounds like a really bad movie."

"So is that a yes?" Blaine asked.

"Well I'm not going to say no to place with a proper shower and a heater," Kurt responded, finding his briefs. "You know, I do actually want to do something with my life. I want to work at vogue or be an actor."

Blaine just smiled at Kurt. He didn't know how Kurt got into the situation he was in, where he was forced to live there, but he wanted to help him get back onto his feet.