It was almost noon when Blaine heard a knock on the door. He got up to open it, wondering whether Kurt has already finished his bath.

"Mer!" He opened the door and said excitedly after looking through the hole.

Mercedes entered the room and took Blaine into a tight hug. "How are you holding up?"

Blaine gave into her hug and exhaled heavily. "I really hope we're doing the right thing by making him stay here."

"Oh Blainey. It is the right thing."

"It's just... It make him so miserable. I thought about it all night long."

They broke apart and set on the couch.

"Did anything happened?"

Blaine shook his head. "I'm trying to imagine myself in his situation. Would I be okay about staying in a place that I don’t remember with a boyfriend that is practically a stranger to me?"

"Right now he needs to know he's loved. I don't think he's better off anywhere else."

Mercedes squeezed Blaine's hand tightly and smiled warmly at him. Blaine smiled sadly and that was when Kurt opened the bedroom door.

"Mercedes!” he said happily. "I thought I heard you.. What are you doing here?"

"I'm here to take you out for some shopping!" She hopped off the couch and skipped to his side. She swore she saw his eyes twinkle for a second, his mouth still opened in a awe.

"That's a great idea!" Blaine said, looking back at them from the couch.

"So go get dressed. I'll be waiting for you in here." Mercedes went back to sit next to Blaine and Kurt all but hopped back to the bedroom.

"And what will you be up to in the meantime?"

"I don’t know. I've been putting off so many things I wouldn’t know where to start."

A moment later Kurt stormed out of the bedroom looking a bit out of breath.

"Oh wow!" Blaine said amused "I don’t think I've ever seen you getting ready to go in less than an hour, don’t think I'm above using this information against you."

"So many shops I want to visit. When do they usually close the shops?" Kurt grabbed Mercedes’ hand and hurried her to the door.

"Blainey, we'll be late for dinner," Mercedes said looking back through her shoulder while Kurt rushed her to go faster.

Blaine closed the door behind him and laughed under his breath. He started to organize the apartment and go through their mail, trying to be occupied with anything that will make him stop thinking.

An hour later Blaine's phone rang.He rushed to it, glancing at the caller ID.

"Hi James."

"Hi. Sorry I'm calling you. I know you're busy enough as it is..."

If Blaine wasn’t worrying enough from the broken tone to his voice, he's sure he also heard him sniff. "Did anything happen?"

"You're dealing with so much right now, I really shouldn’t.  It’s just that you're the first one that came to my mind. I really need to talk to someone."

"James stop it. Meet me at the coffee shop in half an hour."

It was a beautiful day; the sky was bright and the air was fresh from the rain that poured all night. Blaine wanted to sit outside, but decided otherwise when he saw James, his face red and puffy.

"Did he say why?" Blaine asked, handing James another cup of coffee and sitting back in his seat. James shook his head, staring at the cup in front of him.

"I know you had your ups and downs, but I never imagined him to be such an idiot. I'm so sorry." Blaine reached for his hand and squeezed it.

James looked up from his coffee after a moment. "You have so much to worry about as it is and I'm bothering you with this," James said weakly

"Bother? Just... shut up," Blaine cut him off  and said dismissively.

James looked up once again and smiled full-heartedly for the first time. "Thanks."

"What about the surprise party you've been planning for him?"  Blaine asked after a while.

James face fell again. "Right. I guess I'll have to cancel it."

"Or...Why not throwing it anyway? "

"I don’t feel like it, It's supposed to be next week."

 "It might do you good, being around people."

"Most of the guests were his friends." 

"Well, you'll need to change the guests list, that’s for sure. I really think you need some good friends right now."

"I already have one.” James smiled and squeezed his hand back.

It was almost dark when Mercedes brought Kurt back to the apartment.  Kurt got out of a cab which had its back seat filled with shopping bags.

"Do you need any help with that?" Mercedes asked, looking at him trying to collect all of them.

"No. I got it!" Kurt said, still sounding as thrilled as he was in the morning. "Thanks Mercedes. I had a great time." He leaned forward trying to hug her with his bag-full hands.

She laughed and hugged him back.

He halted in front of the building that now was his home and smiled to himself. For the first time the neighborhood looked more familiar than foreign to him.

'Maybe it's the shopping-high,' he thought to himself and started to go up the stairs.

When he reached the third floor he found himself smiling at the thought of telling Blaine all about the day he had and wondered if that's a thing they used to do before.

He dropped all the bags heavily in front of the door and debated whether he should knock or just try to open it.

He decided on the later but the door was locked, so he knocked, but there was no answer.

After ten minutes of knocking, ringing the bell and calling Blaine's name once Kurt gave up.

He didn’t know what to do. He hadn’t got the hang of the phone he now owned so he didn’t even bother to take it with him and even if he got to a phone he doesn’t know Blaine's number.

So he just sat on the stairs, surrounded by shopping bags, and waited.

After he and James parted, Blaine decided on running all the errands he'd been putting off. Every time he finished one he remembered two more he had forgotten about.
He was at the grocery store, trying to think of the perfect dinner he'd like to make, when Mercedes called him.

"Hey Blainey! Just calling to say that Kurt forgot one of the shopping bags at the cab, I'll bring it to him later this week."

"Why are you... Wait! Aren’t you with him?"

"No. I dropped him at your house. " She stopped to looked at her watch "Three and a half hours ago. Where are you?"

"I thought it would take longer," Blaine said horridly.

"Yeah. I had last minute call from work so I had to get back."

"So he's at home. He doesn’t have a key. I have to go! " He hung up the phone and left the store, leaving the shopping cart behind and rushing into the street to find a cab.

The streets were jammed with traffic and Blaine sat nerve wrecked on the back seat of the cab. An hour later the cab stopped at the house and Blaine sprinted up the stairs. He got to their floor and found Kurt sleeping on the stairs.

Slowly he sat next to him, pushing aside some of the shopping bags surrounding him.

When he got closer he noticed a line of dried tears on Kurt's face. He closed his eyes and tried to calm himself since he was close to tears himself.

"Kurt," Blaine said lovingly, caressing Kurt's cheek.

Kurt murmured in his sleep.

"Kurt. Wake up love," Blaine tried again. "I'm sorry, so sorry," he added quietly.

Kurt shook to awake, rubbing his hands in his eyes to see clearly.

"What? Where?" Kurt said slowly, still not fully coherent.

Blaine lowered his face to his hands. "I thought you'd come back later. It was so irresponsible of me. I'm so sorry."

Kurt looked shocked at him for a second and then he remembered where he was and what happened. Blaine looked up at Kurt and saw a new stream of tears forming on his face. He cried quietly.

Blaine shook his head and grabbed him to a strong hug but it only made Kurt sob into his shoulder. He got up slowly, placing his hand under Kurt and picking him up .

Blaine somehow managed to open the door and carry him into the bedroom, putting him on the bed while he was still crying brokenly.

He pulled the covers over him, closed the light and headed out of the room when he heard Kurt's voice.

"Don’t..."

Blaine didn’t think he heard right, Kurt's voice was so rough. "What, Kurt?" he said, rushing back to the bed side.

"Please... Stay," Kurt said between sobs.

"Sure." Blaine sat beside him.

Kurt slowly reached for Blaine's arm and pulled it over him while he rolled his back to Blaine.

Blaine's heart was racing, wasn’t sure what to do. He laid back on the pillows, stroking Kurt's hand with his arm and his hair with the other, knowing it once used to help him calm down.

After a while Kurt sobs subsided and Blaine lay next to him.  Kurt took hold of his hand and fastened his grip around him, Blaine now flush against his back.

When Blaine felt his breathing even and was sure he fell asleep he kissed Kurt's cheek and whispered, "I love you so much."