Chapter 2

Kurt felt like he had been staring at the screen for hours; he turned to look at Rachel and the girl was grinning.

“You know the guy is straight and the girl at the party last night is probably his girlfriend, right?”

“You don’t know that”

“You won’t give up, will you?” he asked, but he already knew, it was Rachel after all.

“He’s the one who tweeted about you! I’m just saying don’t push him away. If he’s straight, he still really wants to get to know you. Give him the chance,” she smiled. Kurt wasn’t a fan of reasonable Rachel when she was applying that reason to him.

“Ahh, ok, let’s say I agree with you. What should I do?” What was wrong with him?

“Send him your number through a direct message.” She said and left to her room, leaving her phone there, looking at Kurt.

So that, Kurt did. He logged in and sent him a direct message with just his number. Why he was taking advice for one Rachel Berry he had no idea. He didn’t seem to know why he did what he did nowadays, or maybe just regarding Blaine.

Two things happened almost simultaneously: his phone buzzed; and Rach’s phone signalled a new tweet from Blaine. He checked his phone first; it just said:

From: Unknown

Kurt? :)

He saved the number and went to see the tweet.

Yaaaaaay!

He smiled and went back to his phone to send a text.

To: Blaine

With that tweet, you really are not helping your own “not drunk” case.

From: Blaine

Nah, that’s just my goofy self. ;)

To: Blaine

Okay, let’s say I believe you. You are a little something of a goofy guy.

From: Blaine

Yep, that’s me. So… let’s say I invite you for coffee or something… am I overstepping already?

And there he was again, completely messing with Kurt’s head. What did that mean? What was he implying? And if he wasn’t implying anything, why would he make it look like that so damn much?

To: Blaine

I don’t think I can, Blaine.

It was true, after all.

From: Blaine

Do you have like a very jealous gigantic boyfriend? Am I coming on too strong? Or did I just completely misunderstand every single signal? Just, you know, for future reference.

Ok, that was something. He really had meant that - Kurt wasn’t going crazy. So Blaine was gay and he was in the closet. Why did it all still sound off to Kurt? It was as if he was missing a piece, something. He just didn’t feel like that was all and he had no idea why he felt like that.

He, then, couldn’t help but remember that he had heard Blaine talk about a girlfriend before at some talk show. He was sure there was some story about his girlfriend going for the open auditions of the female lead of the show and he just being there for support when a producer had seen him and asked him to give the male character a try. Blaine actually had gotten the role and his girlfriend hadn’t and they had broken up not long after. Kurt didn’t remember the details; he wasn’t obsessed with Blaine, he just knew he existed and thought he was cute, but it was definitely a story about a girl and the idea that he had made up all of that made Kurt really uncomfortable. Blaine wasn’t just in the closet, he was comfortably sharing the White Witch’s castle with her, far away in Narnia.

Trying to remember that story the idea of just looking for the video of it on YouTube crossed his mind and he was surprised at how wrong that sounded now. He had just met Blaine for a few minutes and texted him for even less but it felt like intruding. Now that he knew how his eyes shined when he smiled and how he unconsciously touched his neck when he was nervous, treating Blaine like another celebrity and trying to figure him out through Google just wasn’t an option anymore.

He was there, toying with his phone, trying to figure out a response and without thinking it further he just sent:

To: Blaine

Are you gay?

And, ok, that definitely wasn’t a thought through question, but that was what he was asking himself. It seemed obvious but he needed Blaine to say it. His phone buzzed again.

From: Blaine

I’m bi.

He just stared at his phone for five minutes, mind completely blank, just blinking at it. Wasn’t bisexual a term that gay guys in high school used when they wanted to hold hands with girls and feel like a normal person for a change? Wasn’t Blaine just lying to himself? He knew he was no one to judge someone else’s sexuality – God, he was the last person for that. He wasn’t judging though, he just wasn’t sure he got it. However, it did explain some of the things Kurt had been wondering in the last 24 hours...Gosh, why was Blaine so confusing?

Apparently he had been lost in his shock and thoughts for a while because his phone was signalling another text.

From: Blaine

Is there something wrong with that?

Kurt took a breath and tried to clear his mind. Was something wrong with that? He couldn’t answer to Blaine; he just had no idea and was too shocked to think clearly so he just avoided the subject. He would just think about that later.

To: Blaine

I can’t meet up because I’m going to Lima for the week. It’s Christmas break, you know.

Lightly teasing was good, right?

From: Blaine

I know. Mm… I am going to Ohio for Christmas too…

And he was not longer asking, but letting it up to Kurt and he sort of felt bad for that.

To: Blaine

Could that coffee be from the Lima Bean then?

From: Blaine

I can do Lima Bean, yeah. Would the day after Christmas work for you?

To: Blaine

It’s a date. See you there at nine?

Kurt was freaking out a little when he sent that one.

From: Blaine

It is then. Have a good day, Kurt.

To: Blaine

You too. Goodbye, Blaine.