Kurt wasn't the one for watching MTV all day but there was something about Blaine's video that kept him having the TV station on just in case it would be played. And it was played a lot. Kurt loved the song. He was obsessed with the song. The song was his ringtone and it was driving Blaine crazy. He was afraid what Kurt would do after the whole album came out. It wasn't that Blaine didn't appreciate his boyfriend's support but there were just so many times he could hear his song a day and Kurt always managed to exceed his limits.

It was no surprise for Blaine to find Kurt in front of theTV when he came home one evening. It was a long day and the last thing he needed was to watch himself on a big screen.

"Hi, honey." He said as he entered his living room, throwing himself next to Kurt and reaching for a remote controller.

"Hey!" Kurt protested and snatched for a device but it was too late.

"No!" Blaine shook his head firmly and Kurt pouted.

"You know, one would think I'd get at least a proper greeting after coming home from work." Blaine complained in half teasing - half serious voice. Kurt leaned forward to kiss him tenderly.

"How was the photo-shoot?" He asked when Blaine snuggled into his side.

"Good but I'm tired."

"That's it? You are not going to tell me more?"

"No. Tired. Tell me about your day."

"I woke up and you were already gone so the start of my day wasn't very pleasant. I stayed here and wrote. I have pre-written columns for the next month so I can devote my time to the article about H&C House I'm working on."

"That's great." Blaine yawned.

"Go to sleep, sweetie. We'll talk tomorrow."

"I wanna talk now."

"What about?"

"You haven't told me how your book is going…" Blaine remarked innocently and Kurt rolled his eyes. He'd been avoiding the topic since he'd mentioned to Blaine that he'd sent the book to a publisher in the summer. "Come on, Kurt. It's been over two months. Give me an update."

"I got rejected from three publishing houses already."

"There are other publishing companies…"

"Blaine, I honestly don't think anyone would publish it."

"I could…"

"Blaine! We've talked about this and I said no!"

"Okay, but please don't give up, okay? Just keep sending it until someone is ready for your awesomeness."

"I was thinking about trying smaller publishers...It's pretty hard to be published in big houses, you know."

"That's a good idea."

"But don't get your hopes up." Kurt warned him, ready to change the topic.

"Hey! It seems like I'm the only one who wants it to get published! It's YOUR book Kurt."

"If it wasn't for you, I wouldn't even consider publishing it…" He reminded Blaine who pulled away and looked at him strangely.

"You said it like it is a bad thing…" Kurt sighed at Blaine's words and took his hand.

"It's not a bad thing. I didn't mean it that way but I'm not so optimistic on the matter as you are. I don't want you to be disappointed when it never sees the light."

"Maybe that's the problem, Kurt. Maybe if you tried a bit harder and didn't have this indifferent attitude towards it, everything would be better."

"I don't have an indifferent attitude."

"Yes, you do. You don't care whether it gets published or not. For someone who did all the hard work you are giving up easily."

"Why are you so stingy tonight?"

"I don't know. Probably because you underestimate your work unnecessarily and it pisses me off."

"You should go to sleep, Blaine. You're tired and I don't want to get into a fight. I'm going home and I'll come here tomorrow to get ready for the party, okay?"

"Was that a rhetorical question or should I answer?" Kurt sent him a glare and, defeated, Blaine slumped his shoulders.

"I guess I see you tomorrow, then."

Nick and Jeff rented the same establishment for their annual Halloween party every year. They had the same list of guests for four years and it was easier to get crossed off of that list than to get on it. Rachel and Kurt were the lucky ones to be new additions on the list this year. It was supposed to be a party with around a hundred people and Kurt was a bit afraid of it. He and Blaine were going out for less than two months and beside the LA party where Blaine had kissed him, they were keeping their relationship out of the public eye. A hundred people sounded a lot like any official event Blaine had to attend regularly and though Kurt had been to one or two previously, they always passed as friends. Spending their first Halloween together as a couple and pretending to be just friends wasn't something Kurt was looking forward to but Blaine wanted to go. And Blaine rarely asked for something so Kurt just took it as it was, not saying a word about his reservations.

They entered the rented club together with Rachel. She immediately mingled between actresses she knew while Kurt and Blaine went looking for the hosts.

"Finally!" Jeff shouted when he saw them. "What took you so long? Where is the couple costume?" He asked, disappointment at their appearance evident on his face.

"We didn't want to gain too much attention." Kurt explained, earning a glare from Nick.

"What do you mean? It's Halloween, you are a couple. You need to have a couple costume. That's the rule."

"If we came in a couple costume, everybody would know we are a couple."

"Exactly. That's the point." Nick told him, trying to understand what the hell Kurt was talking about.

"I don't think now is a good time for press to find out that Blaine has a boyfriend."

"This is a private party, Kurt! There is no press here! Do you think we would put Blaine into something that would make him uncomfortable?"

"No, Nick. I don't think so. But there are about hundred people in here. People who are probably going to take a lot of pictures and posting it on twitter or instagram or facebook or whatever social media nonsense that is in right now. If Blaine happened to be in a background with a guy in matching costume, I'm pretty sure someone would figure that out."

"You worry too much, Kurt." Jeff patted his shoulder and nudged him to the direction of a big bar. "Let's ease you up a bit."

"Where is Blaine?" Kurt scanned the room quickly. How did he not notice that Blaine left his side?

"Come on, Kurt. Stop being so uptight." Nick grabbed his hand and dragged him to a table full of alcohol.

The guys managed to get Kurt lose a little, and when he found out that he already knew like half of the guests at the party, he calmed down. The party truly was a friendly gathering. Nick and Jeff just had too many friends. An hour later he could even tell he was enjoying himself and he stopped searching for Blaine's figure every time he separated from him.

"Having fun?" Blaine sneaked to him from behind, giving him a peck on a cheek.

"Yeah…" Kurt nodded and let Blaine take his hand. He led them to the booth in a dark corner of the club, out of the sight of partying people. They sat down and Blaine scooted closer to his boyfriend, this time kissing him properly.

"Hi." He whispered when they broke the kiss.

"Hi." Kurt whispered back and ran his finger down from Blaine's forehead through his nose to his chin. "You are the cutest Alfredo Linguini I've ever seen."

"How many Alfredos have you seen so far?"

"Just you but I'm pretty sure no one can pull the toque better than you do."

"You are the sexiest Peter Pan I've ever seen." Blaine said seductively and nipped on Kurt's jaw.

"How many Peter Pans have you seen so far?"

"Enough for me to know that you are the hottest one." Blaine murmured as he was placing small kisses on Kurt's neck.

"So this is why you pulled me into a secluded corner? So you could have your way with me?" Kurt asked teasingly but tilted his head to give Blaine better access.

"Hmmmm...Precisely." Blaine found his mouth again and Kurt didn't have a chance to even blink before he had a lap full of his boyfriend.

"I told you we would find them sucking faces." Jeff slid next to the couple, interrupting their making out.

"I still can't lose the mental picture of them in Blaine's kitchen. I really didn't need to see this." Nick frowned but joined Jeff on the sofa. Blaine looked at them, without the intention to get down from Kurt.

"We were in the middle of something. Would you mind leaving us alone?"

"Yes, we would." Jeff answered. "You know, if we didn't get a few shots into your boyfriend to loosen him up, you wouldn't even have gotten one kiss from him tonight. So shut up."

"We promised a photo to our fans." Blaine groaned at Nick's statement.

"Come on, Blaine. We post it on twitter every year. It's a tradition."

"Fine. But then you get lost."

"Deal!" Jeff clapped his hand and gave his phone to Kurt. "Kurt, could you please take a picture?"

"Sure. Say cheese." Kurt made several shots and then returned the phone to Jeff who started to go through photos in an instant. When he found the one he liked, he posted it with some silly comment Kurt wasn't interested in.

"Nick?"

"Yeah?"

"Why did you post a photo of Wes and Trent doing a duck dance?"

"What? I didn't post that."

"You did, look." Jeff put the phone right into Nick's face.

"Shit." Nick laughed. "I wanted to post Rachel with girls. I guess I chose the wrong photo then." He took his phone out of his pocket and deleted the wrong photo, replacing it with the right one.

"Kurt, Blaine, say cheese." He grinned and almost manage to hit the camera shutter when Kurt snatched the device from his hands. "Hey! What the hell are you doing?"

"You're not taking the picture of us together!"

"Why not?!"

"Because I don't trust you with not accidentally posting it on twitter!"

"I wouldn't do that!"

"Did you say the same thing to Wes and Trent?"

"What the fuck, Kurt? Are you really going to teach me how to keep Blaine's privacy?"

"Guys, stop yelling!" Blaine ordered and stood up. "Let's go dance or something." Kurt obeyed willingly, not liking Nick's death glare at all.

Kurt avoided Nick for a good part of the evening, making himself invisible when Nick got closer. He could tell he had set Nick off with his comment but he didn't understand why Nick snapped at him. The worst thing about the whole situation was that both Blaine and Jeff were acting like nothing happened. He let it be. It did influence his mood though. He had no idea how much time had passed but his inside was boiling so he rather went outside on the patio before making a scene.

The cold air hit his face and it immediately calmed his nerves. He took a deep breath, allowing the atmosphere of night time in New York engulf him. There were high buildings all around, something he loved about the city. For New York it was relatively silent since the patio was in the yard and noise from the main street was muted.

He heard the door behind him open and close but he didn't pay it any further attention until approaching steps stopped right next to him.

"Here." There was a phone handed to him and he took it reluctantly. "Go through those pictures."

Kurt looked at Nick dully but he did as he was told. He was surprised to find out that Blaine was on every single photo that flicked in front of his eyes on the touchscreen.

"You know him for what? Nine or ten months? I've been with him since he was fourteen, Kurt. He is like a brother to me and I know very well what to do or what not to do so I won't hurt him or cause any damage. You don't get to come here and lecture us about his safety. Everything we do IS for his safety. You could have come in a couple costume and I could have taken dozens pictures of you being all lovey-dovey and I can swear none of them would get leaked. It's Blaine's file." He motioned his head to the phone Kurt was still holding in his hand. "Do you have the Blaine file on your phone? A place where you put everything Blaine related to keep it out of pictures and videos that might end up on internet?" Kurt just shook his head no. "I thought so. I want you to listen to me carefully, Kurt. No matter how drunk we are, we always take Blaine and his content into consideration. You wanna be a part of Blaine's life? Great, but you need to respect his best friends and stop being so fucking superior! He never brought a boyfriend on any party we organized. This was his first go at it and you ruined it for him. You should have fun, doing what other couples do and take thousands of pictures and videos just for you and your friends. Instead, you came here as if this was some kind of battlefield where you had to keep him safe. I don't think I've ever been this offended, Kurt. You don't have to keep Blaine safe when he is with us. We've been doing it for years and we will continue to do so whether you stick around or not." He took his phone back and walked away from Kurt.

"You can stay here being a douchebag while I go inside to have fun with your boyfriend or you can join us. Your choice." He bit one more before entering the club again.

Ten minutes later Kurt was still standing on the patio, wondering how his caring for Blaine could have possibly turned into offending one of his best friends.

"Hey…" An arm circled around his waist from behind and he melted into Blaine's embrace. "What are you doing here all alone?"

"Thinking…"

"You're shaking. You must be cold. Let's go inside." Blaine ran his hands up and down Kurt's arms, urging him inside. They went straight to the booth in the corner where Blaine opened his arms and Kurt snuggled to him, trying to catch Blaine's body heat.

"Is everything okay?" Blaine asked, concerned.

"No. I don't have a Blaine file on my phone…" Kurt mumbled and Blaine sighed.

"I'm so sorry honey. I thought he would let it go. If I'd known I would have talked to him..."

"I have no idea what I've done wrong."

"Nothing. It's just Nick's overprotectiveness mixed with booze and here we are. And also Nick's own shit that is just in his head. I'm sorry he took it out on you."

"Am I a bad boyfriend?"

"No!" Blaine pulled away from him to look him in the eyes. "What the fuck did he tell you?!"

"Nothing. He didn't tell me I am a bad boyfriend. He just hinted some things and when I stop and think about them, he is right. I ruined this party for you with all my attempts not to look like a couple…"

"You didn't ruin anything, Kurt. Whatever Nick told you, he is going to beg for your forgiveness in the morning. He doesn't mean it that way. I'll talk to him tomorrow, okay? He can't be like this to you."

"No, please don't. I have my fair share of fault in this mess as well." Kurt rested his forehead against Blaine's while his fingers were playing with the curls on the nape of his neck.

"You are a perfect boyfriend." Blaine declared and leaned forward, capturing Kurt's lips with his own in a slow, deep kiss that turned Kurt's stomach into a butterfly farm. Kurt put his head on Blaine's shoulder, dazed from the tender moment they had just shared.

"Dance with me?" He requested after a while of silence and Blaine stood up, offering his hand to him. They swayed into the rhythm of a slow song right beside the booth, enjoying their closeness. Blaine nuzzled his nose into Kurt's neck and then put his lips there, lingering. He repeated his action several times, choosing different spots on Kurt's skin. His hands were roaming all over Kurt's back, firmly gripping the muscle through the fabric of Kurt's shirt, making Kurt whimper quietly.

"How long do you want to stay here?" Kurt whispered in his ear and then nibbled on his earlobe.

"What are the other options for our night?"

"You and me naked in your bed…"

"I think it's time for us to go."

The morning light covered Blaine's face and he wrinkled his nose, rolling on his other side, away from the sun beams. His arms instinctively reached for Kurt, bringing him closer. He sighed contently and let the sleep take over again.

Kurt was woken up by uprising sun too, internally groaning when he found out that it was just early morning. Blaine's head was resting on his chest and he could feel the rest of Blaine's naked form under the cover. Kurt smiled, stroking Blaine's wild curls lovingly. He knew very well why the curtains weren't pulled over the window...

They were kind of busy when they got home. The costumes fell down on the floor in a matter of seconds and then it was just skin on skin, fingers and lips everywhere and the urgency of more and more, harder, faster until both of them collapsed on the bed, spent and tired, having enough energy just to wipe away the mess from their bodies before they closed their eyes.

It had been only a couple of weeks since their relationship progressed to a more intimate level but Kurt already felt like they were in sync. He more than once remembered his father's words to use sex as a connection to another person. It was so easy with Blaine. Everything just seemed to click perfectly with him. The constant need to be close to him, to protect him from all the bad things and make him happy was now an essential part of Kurt's being.

Kurt's phone buzzed somewhere between clothes scattered on the carpet. He fumbled for it from his position on the bed, trying not to move too abruptly so he wouldn't wake Blaine up. He managed to get the phone and read an email, surprised it was from Nick.

Kurt, I'm so sorry for yesterday. Please, forgive me. I'm sending something in attachment in hopes it'll help you to accept my apology. Also keep in mind that this mail was sent to you at dawn. That is how sorry I am. I can't sleep.

Hugs,

Your wonderful friend Nick

PS: If I'm forgiven, can we meet for beer tomorrow while Blaine is at that award thing?

Kurt opened the file attached to Nick's email and his heart fluttered. It was a picture of Blaine and him, slow dancing by the booth. It was indisputable that they were in their own bubble, not caring about the world around them.

"What's that?" Blaine asked in a hoarse voice, kissing Kurt's chest softly before hoisting himself up on his elbows. Kurt showed him a picture and a big grin appeared on his boyfriend's sleepy face.

"That's us." Blaine stated the obvious.

"Yeah. Nick sent it as an apology."

"It's a nice photo."

"I'm going to make the Blaine file on my phone…" Blaine snorted but Kurt ignored him. "We are going to print this and have it framed. I'll keep one in my apartment and you'll keep one here."

"Are we going to be that kind of couple?"

"What kind?"

"The kind with pictures of us all over our places?"

"You don't want to?" Kurt's question came out weak and Blaine kissed him sweetly to ease his sudden tension.

"Of course I do, honey. We should start taking pictures, though. This is the first one we have. You can't make a collection with just one picture."

"See? And that is why I need the Blaine file on my phone."