He stood at the edge of the small stage that was positioned unsuspectingly at the back of the cafe. He drank his medium drip as he watched the first band play their set. He looked around the crowd of people as they walked in, got their drinks and found a place to sit in the cafe. He knew quite a lot of people there, some were co-workers and some were his students. All the childish worrying was suddenly attacking his mind as if he was a nervous teenager, what if he forgot the lyrics? What if he forgot to play an entire verse? What would his friends and colleges think of him? What if all of this had been for nothing? At last it was his turn to go on stage, everything was already set up for him; all he had to do was steel himself, breath in the air of courage and get up on that stage and do it. He walked up onto the stage and sat down at his piano and after a moment of silence, he began to play the first few notes.

I've been alone, surrounded by darkness
I've seen how heartless the world can be
I've seen you crying, you felt like it's hopeless
I'll always do my best to make you see

That baby, you're not alone cause you're here with me
and nothings ever gonna bring us down
cause nothing can keep me from loving you and you know it's true
it don't matter what will come to be
Our love is all we need to make it through

It was the first song that Blaine had written and he knew exactly the emotional place that the words had come from. The song practically wrote itself and it was the most important that Blaine had to sing. He started to sing into the second verse when he felt eyes burning into him. Not just eyes from the audience, it pierced through all of that. Blaine looked out into the audience as he continued to play the song, meeting a sea of eyes. It took a long moment until Blaine's eyes found him. Kurt. He was standing hidden in the very back of the cafe, wearing a black pea coat with the collar turned up against his porcelain neck. He took a sip of his coffee as their eyes met. They held each other's gaze for a long while until Blaine looked away and continued playing the song; hoping that Kurt was listening closely to the words he was singing. It made him feel anxious and scared knowing that Kurt was now listening to how he felt in the most stripped down form possible.

The rest of the show went off without a hitch, Blaine went through seven more songs. Some were original compositions and some were covers of old favorites. When the final note of the piano sounded at the end of his set he was met with warm applause from everyone in the audience. He walked off the stage and started towards the front counter to get a cup of coffee. As he waited for his drink he was approached by many different people; co-workers and students telling him that the show was "well done" and "cool Mr. Anderson" and as they all went to leave the cafe he was met with departing words and pleased smiles. It made him ecstatically to know that the people closest to him enjoyed his show but the person who's opinion mattered the most was now walking towards him. He had to tell his heart not to flutter, to not smile too wide, to not seem like he was overly excited to see him there. Blaine took his coffee from the barista and turned to see Kurt standing right behind him, he smiled sweetly.

"Kurt." He said softly, it was hard to keep the loving familiarity out of his voice. Kurt smiled back.

"Your show, it was gorgeous Blaine." Kurt said sweetly. At the same moment they both started walking towards the exit, it was easier to have a private conversation in the cool night air than it was in the overcrowded cafe.

"Thank you , I'm...really glad that you came." Blaine said with a small smile, he couldn't help but gaze up at Kurt with such a loving expression. As hard as he tried not to he still loved everything about this man. Love that only increased with what had happened between them on his last night in Ohio.

"How could I resist with the preview performance that you sent to me?" Kurt said with a coy smile as Blaine blushed profusely. He didn't know how to explain his actions, everything that he was feeling that made him send that video.

"Is that really how you feel?" Kurt asked a moment later, breaking Blaine from his thoughts. Blaine looked up into his blue eyes; his eyebrows knitted together. He nodded his head slowly as he felt the bile rising up in his throat.

"Not just because of what happened in Lima. I've always felt that way about you, the feelings only became stronger after I left you in Astoria." Blaine said, his voice faltering a bit as he struggled to get everything out. Kurt had the ghost of a smile on his face as he contemplated everything that Blaine said, and what it meant for them.

"I didn't let you walk away back then because I didn't want to be with you...I just didn't know how to make it right. I never learned how to fix things when they were broken." Kurt said as he continued to look into Blaine's wide hazel eyes. "As terrified as I had been about being alone, I was even more scared of having to fight for what I wanted." Kurt finished. Blaine just stood there in shock of everything that Kurt was saying to him; he thought he was going to have to do all the talking between them. He thought that Kurt had just come to his performance solely to tell him that what they had done in Lima was a mistaken that wasn't to happen again. This, this was not what he had expected to hear at all.

"I was just too...scared to tell you how much I loved and depended on you and it was the worst mistake of my life." Kurt said, his voice cracking but he kept himself from actually breaking down completely.

"Walking away was the worst of mine." Blaine said, reaching out and gently grabbing Kurt's hand. They both smiled nervously at each other, both wondering if this was really happening.

"Look, I know we can't take back anything that we said or did back then but, the time we spent together in Lima was...amazing." Blaine said, all sincerity dripping from his words. Kurt squeezed his hand tightly, letting Blaine know that he felt every word that he was saying and that it was true for him as well.

"Me too." Kurt spoke quietly.

"Are you saying that you might wanna give us another shot?" Blaine asked and Kurt just smiled widely at him. His cheeks blushed lobster red as he nodded.