"Hi! I'm Kurt and this is Blaine. It's our first time here. We just found out about this place." Kurt was beaming. He was so happy to finally be in a place where, not only could he and Blaine be as open as they wanted, but a city his always wanted to visit.

"I'm Kevin. This is my friend Becky and her girlfriend Ursula. Nice to meet you Kurt." Kevin lingered a little too long on handshake with Kurt. Blaine cleared his throat and glared at him. "And you too, Blake."

"It's Blaine."

"Yea, sure, something like that." Kevin kept his eyes on Kurt. "So how do you two know each other?"

"Well, he was having bullying problems at his school. When his glee club sent him to my school to spy on ours, we met and became fast friends. Kurt transferred to my school and then one day, we fell in love" Blaine answered before Kurt could, placing some emphasis on how they were in love. "He's the best boyfriend I could ever hope for." Blaine's voice softened as he looked in Kurt's eyes. Kurt leaned in and placed a peck on his lips.

Kevin gave a slight glare at Blaine, who responded by pulling Kurt even closer to his side and reaching his hand up to stroke the side of Kurt's neck. "Come on babe, let's go meet everyone else." Blaine steered them away and placed his hand on Kurt's ass as they walked away.

Kurt found Blaine's touchy feely behavior was strange. Was it because they didn't have to hide their affections like they did in Ohio? Or was it because of the way Kevin looked at him? Kurt did in fact notice how Kevin practically undressed him with his eyes. It was flattering that someone as good looking as Kevin looked at him like that, knowing full well that he was with someone. Was that it? Was Blaine… jealous? The idea made Kurt let out a small giggle.

"What's so funny, babe?" Blaine raised an eyebrow at his chuckling boyfriend.

"Nothing. Just that you're so jealous right now!" Kurt playfully poked his side.

"I am not!"

"Yes you are! It's cute." They made their way around the room meeting a few of the other teens.

No matter where they went in the room, Kevin's eyes never left Kurt. Kurt had to be the most beautiful boy he'd ever seen. It didn't hurt that he was wearing a pair of the tightest jeans he'd ever seen on anyone. Unfortunately, there was that Blaine kid. Kevin wasn't surprised someone like Kurt was taken, but by some tiny, stuck up, jerk? Not ok. Kevin watched as Blaine kept his hands all over Kurt. But who says he can't have a little fun. "Hey Kurt, Brant, come sit with us."

"Ok, who's Brant? Oh, you mean Blaine." Kurt laughed as he watched Blaine's face turn bright red. The sat at the table as Kevin dealt out some cards in front of them.

"Ok, the name of the game is Honesty. You play it like poker. Best hand gets to ask the worst hand any question. They have to answer honestly or take a dare. Everyone knows the rules to poker, right?" Everyone nodded their heads. After the first round, Ursula won and asked Blaine, the loser, if he ever was naked in public.

"Yea. I went to an all-boys school. My friends hid my clothes while I was showering after gym class. I had to run all the way to my car in just a towel. When I was almost there, someone grabbed the towel." Blaine turned a light shade of pink as everyone else tried to keep from laughing.

"Too bad I wasn't there when this happened!" Kurt joked. "Granted you have a fabulous body, babe, so it would have caused self-control problems."

Kevin sneered at the comment. His mood however changed when he won the next hand and Kurt lost. "So Kurt. Is there anything about Blaine that you don't like?"

Kurt chewed on his bottom lip. He wasn't about to air any of his worries to three complete strangers. "Well, for one he's just too perfect! And I guess he could add a little more color variation to his wardrobe." Kurt playfully picked at Blaine's plain grey t-shirt.

"Wow that was slightly boring." Kevin said in a monotone fashion. Blaine won the next hand and ended up daring Becky to kiss Kevin. After playing for a few more hands, Blaine did a good job hiding his jealousy with Kevin and Kurt did a good job of hiding everything. The last hand they played had Kurt losing and Kevin wining. "Ah, we meet again, Kurt! Let's see. Have you ever fantasized about being with someone else?"

"Brad Pitt, Johnny Depp, that cute guy from on Saturday Night Live with the curly hair, and Justin Timberlake." Kurt said, not thinking twice.

"No. I don't mean celebrities. Everyone has celeb crushes. What about like people in your real life?"

"Oh." Kurt hesitated, "I'll take the dare then."

Bingo. Kevin looked thoughtful for a moment. "Ok then. Go upstairs with me and get naked."

"WHAT? Absolutely not!" Kurt was starting to get fed up with Kevin. At first the attention was nice and it was funny to see Blaine get all jealous, but that was crossing a line. "First of all, I have a boyfriend who I'm madly in love with and second of all, you're a sleazy perv who hits on complete strangers! I'd rather make out with a cactus then have you touch me! So go to hell, Kevin." Kurt through his cards down, grabbed Blaine's hand, and headed for the door. "We're out of here!"

They made it almost back to the townhouse before either of them spoke. Blaine had to break the silence. "Why did you ask for the dare?"

Kurt was stunned. "Why does it matter?" He said with a slight edge to his voice.

"Kurt, have you ever fantasized about anyone other than me? You can tell me. We tell each other everything."

"No we don't. Or at least you don't."

"Kurt, what do you m-"

"You lied to me about your virginity. And beyond that, you never voice anything, in fact you just let it build up inside of you until i hear you talk about it in your sleep. Why should I have to tell you about anything, when you can't even tell me how you're feeling or what you want?"

"Kurt, you're deflecting. I asked if you ever fantasized about someone else." Blaine tried to keep his anger under the surface. Kurt was right about him not sharing every emotion, but that's how he is. He doesn't like to create drama, so he keeps his concerns to himself. The last thing he wanted was an argument. They don't fight. They decided that a long time ago, they would talk everything out. But now, it seems, neither of them was doing too well at that.

"Yes, I have. When you were being distant with me after Dalton Prom, I felt like you were going to break up with me. I didn't know how I would deal with that, so I tried to picture myself with someone else. Unfortunately, I only know of one other gay guy…." Kurt trailed off.

Blaine couldn't believe it. "Him? Of all people to think of. I can't believe this. You couldn't have just fucking made someone up? What the actual fuck?"

"it didn't start off as sexual. It was just like holding hands and stuff. But when I went to sleep, my imagination went a little rogue. Look, it's not like I ever would. I'm a teenager, Blaine, what do you expect?"

"Not to have sex dreams about Karofsky, for damn sure. Anything else you were avoiding sharing with me during that game?" Kurt looked away feeling guilty.

"You're uptight. That's what annoys me about you. Sure you can be all lovey and sweet when we're alone, but you never express anything. And you're a bit of a prude. This morning was the most action we've had in over a week. Forgive me for wanting some physicality and affection from my boyfriend. Even just now, you were only all over me because of that asshole, Kevin. You're so stuck in this 'Private School Snobby Gentleman' shit, that you seem to have forgotten how to take the stick out your ass!"

"Wow Kurt, tell me how you really feel." Blaine said sarcastically. "You know, you can really be a bitch sometimes."

That did it, the dam broke and Kurt was crying. "I never should have come on this stupid trip. We're fighting. We don't fight, Blaine. But here we are. I'm sleeping on the couch tonight. I don't want to be in your bed and I surely don't want you to touch me."

"Kurt, come on." Blaine's voice dropped almost to a whisper. "Please. I'm sorry."

"Too bad. I guess I'm just too much of a bitch to care." Kurt stomped off into the bathroom. Once the door closed, he fell to the ground sobbing. How did this happen? They were having such a great afternoon and now they just had the biggest fight of their relationship.

Blaine went into the bedroom and collapsed on the bed. He felt sick to his stomach. Kurt had never yelled at him like that. He had never yelled at anyone like that. He took a deep breath and the tears began to fall. He cried himself into an uneasy sleep, the fight replaying on loop in his dreams.

An hour later, the girls came back. They saw Kurt lying alone on the couch, fully dressed, and his face was tear-stained. Katie guided Anna away from him and into their room. When she went to brush her teeth in the bathroom later that night, she could hear Blaine crying deeply in the other room. Katie has only seen her brother cry four times; when Anna was born, when she was in the hospital, when his father beat him up over Kurt, and when their mother died. She tiptoed to his door and knocked softly. "Blaine, it's me. Do you want to talk?"