Blaine and Kurt suddenly jumped, breaking the kiss. They both slowly looked at the door. Kurt felt sick.

"Tom," he whispered to Blaine, who grabbed his hand to comfort him.

"OPEN THIS DOOR NOW, OR I’LL KICK IT DOWN!" the voice from the other side of the door boomed, getting louder. Rachel came crashing out of the bathroom, wearing only a towel. Suddenly, the banging stopped. They all took a look at each other, unsure what to do. Blaine let go of Kurt's hand and slowly walked to the door. He gave an uneasy look to the other two as he looked through the spy hole. He saw a figure standing there before giving up and heading to the lift. Blaine looked back to the other two, resting his back against the door.

"He’s gone." Blaine slid down the door to rest on the floor.

"Well, there goes my career." Rachel sat herself down on the sofa, placing her head in her hands.

"What?" Blaine walked and sat himself next to Rachel.

"His father is a big casting agent here and apparently he told Rachel that if she didn't do what he said, then he would make sure she wouldn't get hired on Broadway ever." Kurt leaned against the wall, his arms crossed.

"Rachel, I don't think you have anything to worry about.” Blaine saw Rachel slowly bring her face up. “I'm Blaine Anderson, remember! I'll make sure you get auditions." 

"You really mean that?" she asked. She moved some of the hair that had fallen into her face.

"Of course. I mean, you helped me so much, and I want to do the same for you. Plus, I don't want to see that Tom getting his own way."

"Blaine, please don't do anything," Kurt said as he rushed forward.

"Kurt, don't worry. I'm not going to do anything... unless he threatens you." 

"Please don't. You're only bringing yourself down to his level."

Blaine nodded to show Kurt that he understood what he said. He walked up to Kurt. He placed his hands on his hips and went in to kiss him.

"Oh my, you guys! I'm so happy for you," Rachel said, as she jumped up and started clapping in excitement. They both just laughed as they let their noises touch, smiling at each other. Rachel decided to head back to the bathroom and sort herself out. Blaine grabbed Kurt's hand and led him back to the sofa.

"Kurt?" Blaine looked down at his hands and back to Kurt.

"Yes, Blaine?"

"Do you mind if we keep our relationship private for now? I mean, I really want to scream from the rooftop and all, but I just want to have a private life that's, well, private for a change." Blaine held onto Kurt's hands.

"Of course, but that might be a bit of a problem. You see, there is an article going around with a picture of me leaving your apartment this morning."

"What?"

"I didn't see the photographer. I was sent the link to the article at lunch." Kurt hoped that Blaine wouldn't be angry with him.

"Umm, well, shall we tease them then?" Blaine asked, grabbing his mobile from his pocket.

"What do you mean?" Kurt watched Blaine start messing with his phone. Blaine pulled up the camera and set himself in the centre frame.

"I have an idea. Since they like to know what's happening in my life, we could taunt them a bit. You kiss my cheek, but I’ll only take a picture of my face and your lips. They won't have a clue who the lips belong to. It will drive them nuts!" Blaine said. Kurt looked at him unsure.

"Are you serious?" Kurt asked.

"Of course."

"Well, go on then." Kurt placed his lips on Blaine’s cheek, and Blaine took the picture.  He quickly typed down a caption before sending the tweet.

"What did you put?"

"Oh, just a smiley face. They’re going to go crazy." Blaine laughed as he leaned in to kiss Kurt. Blaine quickly took another picture.

"Hey!" Kurt pulled back and grabbed the phone.

"Don't worry.  It won't get posted. I just wanted a picture of us."

"I know. Send me a copy."

Blaine spent the evening at Kurt and Rachel's.

"Well, it's getting late..." Blaine pulled himself off the sofa.

"Oh." Kurt tugged on Blaine's hand, pulling him back down.

"Actually, I have an idea. Grab your coat." Blaine whispers in his ear.

They arrived at the theatre and walked to the doors.

"What are we doing here and why do you have a key?" Kurt asked as he watched Blaine put the key in the lock.

"Well, I just wanted to show you something. The director sorted out a key for me the other day so I could practice after hours." Blaine opened the door and led Kurt into the lobby. He grabbed Kurt's hand and led him into the theatre. He quickly pressed a small switch and suddenly the walkway lights turned on.

"Wow! This place is beautiful at night," Kurt said. Blaine led him to the centre of the stage, leaving him and running to the side to switch on the stage lights.

"When I'm learning my lines, I like to come into the theatre on my own. It helps." Blaine walked back and grabbed onto Kurt's hips, spinning him around to face the empty audience with Blaine behind him. He put his mouth next to Kurt's ear.

"Now, sing," he whispered into his ear. Kurt turned his head to face Blaine.

"Sing what?" Kurt asked. Blaine let him go and made his way down the stairs. He found a seat in the centre. A couple of rows back in the audience.

"Sing the first musical number from the show. Wow me." Blaine pretended to be the director.

"Oh, wow. I'm singing for Blaine Anderson." Kurt whispered to himself, but it was still loud enough for Blaine to hear.

"Umm, I believe you have kissed Blaine Anderson. You’re dating him. Chill." Blaine laughed. He couldn't believe Kurt was still star struck.

"That's true," Kurt laughed to himself.

Kurt performed with all his heart and soul, reducing Blaine to tears.

"That was beautiful," Blaine said, as he got up and clapped.

"Thanks." Kurt watched Blaine walk back up to him, and they both hugged. Suddenly, Blaine's phone started bleeping, so they separated for a second as Blaine checked the message.

"It's from the director,” Blaine said as he read it. “We now have an opening date for the musical."

"When?" Kurt asked.

"In two months." Blaine put the phone back in his pocket. He grabbed Kurt and started to slow dance with him. Suddenly, Blaine had an idea pop in his head. Kurt could see that he was thinking of something.

"What are you thinking?" Kurt asked as he moved in time with Blaine.

"Oh, you’ll find out soon." Blaine winked at him.