"¡Blaine! ¡Blaine! ¡Here!"

He walked to the reporters, Allyson in tow and a huge bouquet of purple roses in his hands. "Hi, guys. How is everyone doing?"

"How Kurt is doing is the real question." A woman asked nicely in a clear voice in between a few mumbled fines and some other questions Blaine didn't get to hear.

"Freaking out as expected." Blaine smiled as he turned to the side to give her his full attention. "He's nervous, but he's mostly just working his ass off to get everything going perfectly to the minimum detail."

"And you? Are you nervous on his behalf?"

"Kinda. But I know he's going to do great, I'm more anxious and excited than anything." Blaine said.

"Have you gotten more involved in fashion lately? Being around so much…"

"Well, Kurt and I have just moved together so I've been living with this collection for a couple of months. I definitely have a deeper understanding of what making fashion entails than I did before. But that's not saying much. I still would rather leave Kurt or my stylist choose what I wear."

"You moved together? So, things between you and Kurt are fine after what happened with Jayden?" Someone else asked, nearing a microphone to Blaine's mouth.

"Things with Kurt were always fine. He knows nothing happened and nothing would have ever happened. I didn't hide anything from him. This never put us on the rocks." He explained.

Blaine kept his expression relaxed, however he was quite annoyed at the question. Jayden had been an actor who had played a really small part on the show a few months before.

He had been cool and said he admired Blaine's career. When Jayden had asked Blaine if he would let him buy him a coffee and maybe get a few tips on his acting to give his own career a kick, Blaine had said yes. He had commented it with Kurt, with the same easiness with which he had announced before that Lucy had found this gorgeous vintage shoes that she demanded Kurt knew every detail about -as he would be one to surely appreciate the discovery. However, Kurt had eyed him sideways, his eyebrows shouting up in a scary way.

"Is that okay?" Blaine asked, dragging his voice with a sassiness that suggested he didn't think that needed to be asked. Which was the case, he was quite amused at Kurt's reaction.

"You're a big boy, Blaine. I'm not going to tell you not to do something."

"That's a not so subtle way of saying you don't approve."

"It's a bit eerie…" Kurt trailed off.

"Why is that?"

"He has been there for a week and he never approached you to say any of that until his last day and now he wants to do it out of the set..."

"Maybe he's shy." Blaine said.

"You're dangerously innocent for the industry you work in."

"You don't want me to go then?"

"I'm just sharing my opinion, not telling you what to do. I trust you and I love how generous you are…"

"You also love saying you told me so." Blaine said.

"I'm only asking you to be careful."Kurt's eyebrows went up cockily. "Anything else would be a bonus."

Blaine had gone for coffee with Jayden. At first everything had gone fine, Jayden asking for some advice and complimenting Blaine a lot. Like a lot. He had kept making the conversation more and more personal, while Blaine had tried to slip a mention of the fact that he had a boyfriend here and there. It had been when Jayden's hand ended up over his as he leaned forward to say something that Blaine had decided it was time for an exit.

Kurt had been a darling about the situation when he had gone back, only shooting him a cocky smile and a slightly patronizing kiss on the cheek. And with that the subject had been dropped; until Allyson's call.

Apparently a picture of the moment when Jayden had taken his hand and leaned forward had made it to the press. The image was suggestive enough for hell to break between the bored yellow press. Its mere existence, giving the chances of the moment being caught, was highly suspicious.

It had been a rough couple of weeks. The issue had built up with Jayden making ambiguous declarations. Blaine's words were constantly being twisted and the paparazzi were on his tail. The only reason he had remained sane had been Kurt's support. As soon as Blaine had gotten a little free time from filming because of the spring break's hiatus, they had flown to Ohio and away from the mess. Thankfully for them, by the time they had to go back, Lindsay Lohan had officially announced her pregnancy and Blaine's relationship issues were old news.

"Blaine, any scoop on what's next on 'On Our Own'?" A third voice asked from in between the sea of people on the other side of the barrier, bringing Blaine back from his memories.

"Umm, what am I allowed to say? Jackie and Josh are going to start talking colleges soon. There are a lot of surprises on that regard. Oh, and Emily is having some sort of identity crisis after the break up; Zooey got to do something the other day that was hilarious to film. I can't wait to see how that looks on screen."

"Blaine! Have you heard Jhonny Tacano's declarations this week?" A voice asked, almost shouting.

Unfortunately, Blaine was tented to say. He didn't so it wouldn't look that it had affected him.

With his exposure being still quite new, Kurt had yet to master the ability to not stop at the sight of his own name while channel surfing. Because of that, three days before, Blaine had entered their living room with the Thai he had just gotten from the door, to find Kurt watching this cynic, extremely yellow, completely idiotic, so called journalist skin him alive.

"So, the guy, who, let me tell you, looks like the ultimate gay cartoon, gets to show at Fashion Week. Which I don't give a shit about but Sheena right here tells me is kind of a big deal. However, I do think of that other poor little gay living under a bridge with his only pair of sparkly heels and his old little sewing machine who actually has talent or whatever and would never get to show there because he isn't fucking the last gel hair obsessed, teenagers' wet dream of the week."

"Eloquent." Blaine said as he sat next to Kurt. "You would so give him a run for his money, though."

Kurt muted the TV and laid down his head on Blaine's shoulder. "People who see the world as an eternal high school should just stay in high school." He said thoughtfully. "No, shit, that's how Sue happened."

Blaine chuckled as he ran a hand trough Kurt's hair.

"I know he's just a jerk, but there are people who think I'm where I am only because of you"

"And that's their lost if they can't see talent when it's in their faces. Because you, Mr. Hummel, are a-ma-zing." He punctuated with sweet kisses to Kurt's hair.

Remembering it, the whole exchange still had a bittersweet taste to Blaine. It had taken him years to learn how to react to critics and gossip and he had gotten quite good, but when they touched Kurt…well, it got way harder to keep his cool. He managed, though; they didn't need all of that back in their lives.

"If I make a whole lot of effort to give myself credit, the most I can find is that, this once, I invited him to the party where he charmed the pants off of someone from the business." He spoke ironically but keeping his manners.

"In all seriousness, if Kurt got here that's because there's not a time Jenny or Rachel get praised about what they're wearing and it isn't Kurt's design and, why not, because everyone was loving my mysterious bowties way before they knew they were his. He has been working his ass off for this and the recognition he gets is because he makes great clothes, I have nothing more to do with this than any other supportive boyfriend who doesn't even get the fashion industry that much."

The woman who had been asking questions first was the one to speak up. "Well, then we're going to let you go get him and maybe we'll catch you both after the show?"

"We'll see, he's going to be exhausted. See you, guys."

He was halfway into the entrance when someone yelled, "Blaine! Why purple?"

"Oh, that you'll never know."