Blaine was waiting for Nick and Jeff to show up any minute. They were about to hang out in his apartment, drink some beer and talk, just the three of them. Blaine would love to have Kurt over as well, but he had a date tonight. Blaine found it strange how much Kurt had changed his life so far. From the outside it might have been small changes now and then but Blaine's friends knew it was huge. There was one thing Blaine was afraid of – he was becoming more and more enchanted by Kurt every passing day. Kurt was his first friend in years and Blaine opened up to him in a way he'd never done before. If Kurt – for whatever reason – would decide not to keep in touch anymore, Blaine would be devastated. It was only little over a month since he had met Kurt, but Blaine was scared shitless that the man meant so much to him already.

His thoughts were interrupted by the ding of the elevator. Nick and Jeff stepped into the apartment with big smiles on their faces.

"Blaine! It's so nice to see you!" Nick wrapped his arms around Blaine's shoulders and Jeff threw himself at them.

"We missed you soooo much." Jeff cried.

"I missed you too, guys." Blaine teased them. "It's been a long two hours since we parted after the rehearsal."

"The longest two hours of my life." Jeff said with a wink and walked into Blaine's kitchen to retrieve a bottle of beer from the fridge for each of them. Then they seated themselves on Blaine's terrace and stared at the sunset wordlessly for a few minutes.

"We should come up with some excuse for tomorrow in case we end up wasted tonight." Nick looked at his two best friend and they nodded.

"Wes will kill us if we are not at our best two days before opening night." Blaine noted.

"Maybe we shouldn't drink that much…" Jeff offered. The three friends exchanged serious looks and then burst into laughter.

"Not gonna happen!"

"Seriously, how long has it been since we were drunk?"

"Three weeks." Blaine mumbled.

"Speak for yourself, Anderson. Your private party with Kurt doesn't count. We weren't there."

"Not my fault that you were too busy chasing girls in the club." Blaine remarked and Nick didn't say another word on the matter.

"I think Wes is taking directing too seriously…We've been prepared for the opening night for two weeks now." Jeff complained. Wes was their friend but his dictatorial practices had improved since they'd been at school together. If sitting through the glee club practice at Dalton had been torture sometimes, now it was ten times worse. Wes was a man on a mission. And he was determined to make the show the biggest hit of the season.

"It's about honor, man. It's Trent's first play. He's never written anything before. He isn't a big name in the business. We have three months run to persuade people that our production is really good." Nick noted.

"Exactly! We have three months run and we are almost sold out!"

"Jeff, we all know that has nothing to do with the play or the production itself. It has hell lot of to do with Blaine and Rachel having the lead roles…"

"I know…I'm just tired of his crazy schedule the last few days. Note to self: don't go for anything Wes is directing for at least a year." Blaine listened to his friends, not saying a thing. He liked the show they'd been putting together. He didn't doubt it would be a big hit. It was a family coming together after years, getting several new members on the way. Wes' extreme methods didn't surprise him and Jeff's whining was always funny. There was nothing left to say for Blaine except that he was happy.

"You're awfully quiet." Jeff turned his head to the left to face his friend.

"I'm fine."

"What about Kurt?" Nick asked him.

"What about him?"

"You're getting pretty close…"

"We are."

"You even go out of your apartment for him."

"I do."

"Is there something you aren't telling us?"

"No, there isn't." Blaine stated firmly. "I told you there aren't any romantic feelings involved. We are friends."

"Okay." Nick raised his hand in a defending manner. "I didn't mean to upset you. We are happy for you but we would hate to see you hurt again."

"Don't worry about me. I'm careful." Blaine said but he didn't sound convincing at all.

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"You can't be serious!" Kurt shook his head, not believing what he had just heard.

"I'm sorry, baby. The audition is coming up and the guys offered to help me go through the lines." His boyfriend tried to explain but Kurt didn't seem to give a damn about his reasons.

"And you couldn't come up with another date?"

"That's the only time we are all free."

"You aren't free! You are supposed to be with me on the opening night of Rachel's new show!"

"You don't like going to Broadway events anyway…" Adam reminded him and he immediately realized it wasn't the best thing to say.

"Actually, I'm looking forward for this one. Not just because of Rachel being in it but also because I have friends among the cast. Friends I've been hanging out with for over a month and you haven't even met them!"

"We can go some other night…" Adam suggested.

"I'm going tomorrow. I have friends to support and I'm not going to miss their premiere. I'm really disappointed in you right now."

"I'm sorry. You know our final performance is on Sunday and I still don't have another job. I need to nail it on the audition on Friday…It'll get better, I promise."

"So you keep saying but actually not a lot changed over the last year. Things got even worse in last couple of months…"

"I'll figure something out, okay?"

"Okay. I think England will do us good. We need a break from this routine…"

"Yeah…maybe…" Adam said indefinitely but Kurt was too tired to start another fight about his lack of enthusiasm towards their trip.

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"Do you wanna get out of here?" Blaine came to Kurt from behind, taking a seat next to him by the table.

"It would be rude, don't you think?" Kurt had loved the show. He was sure it would be the big hit of the season but he wasn't enjoying the after party half as much as he should have been considering this one was different from all those he had attended in years and he felt welcomed here. He was still mad at Adam for not going with him and it was highly influencing his mood. He did want to leave but he couldn't bring himself to do it knowing his friends would probably be disappointed.

"It's long after midnight and most of them are drunk. They won't notice. Come on. I can't look at you being miserable."

"I'm not miserable." Kurt protested weakly.

"The fake smile you are wearing the whole night is not going to fool me, Kurt. Let's go."

"I don't want to go home, though."

"Who said anything about going home?"

"So where are we going?"

"Do you trust me?" Blaine asked him with a spark in his eyes, the same one he had when he was exciting about something and Kurt would blindly follow him everywhere if it meant the spark would stay in his hazel orbs.

Blaine raised his hand to call the first taxi they saw when they stepped into the night. They talked a bit about the play on their way and Kurt complimented Blaine on his portrayal of the character, praising his acting. Blaine told him how much they actually had managed to screw up things and how Wes had almost had a heart attack and ordered them mandatory rehearsals through the next week. The small talk continued until the taxi stopped in front of a big fence in an unlit area near the river.

"Do you want us to get killed?" Kurt asked Blaine warily while he was opening the gate.

"No one is going to kill us, don't worry." Blaine said as soon as they were behind the gate. He made a few step forward and the light went on. "The photocell is a great thing, isn't it?"

Kurt took a look around and saw a tinny building with no windows that looked like storage.

"Where the hell are we?"

"You'll see…" Blaine led him around the corner where the door was. He unlocked it and turned the lights on. Kurt came in and couldn't believe his eyes. There was fully furnished loft with a glass roof in front of him.

"What's this?"

"My second home…" Blaine stated and pushed some buttons on the wall. There was hot air blown into the place. "It should be heated up in a few minutes. Then you can take your coat off."

"Blaine, what the hell is this?" Blaine ignored his question, walking to the part that was used as a kitchen to take some snacks and water. Then he headed to the bed that was in the middle of the room.

"Come here. Lay down and look up." Kurt hesitantly did as he was told. The lights dimmed and there were stars above them. Kurt never thought it was possible to see the stars in New York.

"It's beautiful." He whispered.

"Yeah. It is…I like to come here."

"Are you going to tell me what this is?" Kurt asked timidly once again.

"It's an old storage building. I bought it right after the incident with my fans two years ago. I needed some place out of the city…At first I used it just for composing and playing music but often I finished late at night and it was horrible to go home just to come here the next day again so I made it into an apartment. I go here at least one day a week, even though it's just for a few hours. I don't remember when the last time I spent the night here was…I've been pretty busy lately."

"It's amazing…"

"I've never brought anyone in here before, beside Nick and Jeff."

"Thank you for bringing me."

"No need to thank me. You share your kids with me regularly. It's just the small repayment for that…"

"Those kids love you. You don't have to repay anything to me…"

"I felt like I wanted to share it with you though. You seem a little down tonight and I always get into a better mood here…"

"I'm sorry." Kurt apologized sincerely. "It's your big day and…my personal issues got in the way. I should have forgotten about them."

"Everybody has a bad day sometimes, Kurt."

"I'm frustrated. I don't know what to do…Adam and I are growing apart every passing day. I didn't even realize it until I started to hang out with you…It's all about his job. I spent more time with you, Nick and Jeff than with him in the last couple of weeks. He is cutting our time short or he calls me when I already have another plans. He is chasing his lead role and I'm…He really pissed me off because he didn't come with me tonight. I go with him to every single event he wants me to go even though he knows how I feel about them. And then one time I want something from him and he needs to rehears the lines…I'm sorry. I don't want to bother you with my problems."

"Don't be silly. You aren't bothering me at all. Keep talking." Blaine encouraged him.

"How do you recognize when you are with someone because you love them not because you get used to them?"

"I have no idea. My longest relationship lasted for ten months and it was while I was at Dalton. Since I came to New York, I've been in a few relationships – if you can call them that – which were based only on sex or getting something from my fame. It usually didn't take more than a month. I swore not to date anyone from the business and as I don't go out to meet someone new, I've been single for over two years. I'm not the best person to give an advice on relationships. But I'm a great listener…" Kurt nodded, his eyes fixed on the stars. It was calm and beautiful. There were lots of questions in his mind and Kurt somehow knew he couldn't avoid answering them any longer. He'd been pushing the issue for far too long and it was time to face the truth.

"I first met Adam right after I came to New York. Rachel joined his glee club at NYADA and she introduced us. He was the first guy to ever take an interest in me. I was flattered. Who wouldn't be? I was just a kid from Ohio and a twenty-two year old sophisticated senior was pursuing me. I didn't know what to do at the time. I had some experience from back at home but it was meaningless encounters with boys at our local gay bar. I'd never gone further than kissing. Adam was patient with me. We started as friends before we got together. I love him. I really do but it so different now. It's like we are living our lives separately, you know. We used to have so much fun. We used to go out with friends and go on trips. We always found time to spend together even though our schedules where insane. It's not happening anymore. I don't know if it is because we both have a job now or because we don't try enough to make the time for ourselves…I'm not sure whether every relationship comes to this stage after some time or if it's just us not being able to retain what we once had…"

"Did you talk about how you feel with him?"

"No. I tried to but it didn't work out so I gave up."

"Maybe you shouldn't have given up. I'm not an expert, Kurt. But if there is something bothering you, you should talk about it. You need to name the problem if you want to solve it. Adam gives you freedom. How many times did he call you when you were with us? And although he wanted to be with you, he told you to stay. You give him freedom to spend his free time as he wishes; he is doing the same thing for you. Maybe you have to sit down and talk about what it means for your relationship…What both of you need to give up if you want to work out…?"

Kurt stayed silent. Blaine was right. Deep down he knew the eventual talk was inevitable but he was afraid to bring it up because he was aware that the outcome of the talk could be quite different than what he was hoping for.

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When Kurt came home the next day, he went straight to Rachel's room. She'd been texting him since the morning, claiming that she needed her best gay at home because her head hurt and if she wouldn't be at her best at the theatre in the evening, Wes was going to kill her.

"Why did you disappear?" She greeted him with the accusing element in her voice.

"I wasn't in the mood and Blaine decided to take us away…"

"Is he your best friend now? Have I been replaced?" Rachel asked with a pout.

"Rachel Berry can't be replaced. Don't worry. So how is your headache?"

"Better. Tell me about your night." Kurt started to talk. He said every single detail of the conversation he'd had with Blaine. Rachel was nodding approvingly, silently agreeing with everything Blaine had told.

"When are you going to talk to him?"

"He has an audition tomorrow morning and the show closes on Sunday so I guess during the next week…"

"Are you going to England?"

"He should know whether he is called back on Saturday so if he doesn't get it, we will go."

"What about Blaine?"

"What about him?"

"You are pretty close…"

"Yes, we are."

"Kurt, do you have feelings for him? And I mean like romantic feelings not I want to get into your skinny pants feelings…"

"Rachel! Of course I don't have feelings for him. We are friends."

"Okay. Just be careful. I don't want to see you hurt."