After devouring the two pizzas that Kurt ordered (one cheese for Penny, one Vegan friendly for Kurt), the group ended up on the couch, Penny long ago sent to bed.

"So Blaine," Rachel said, on her third glass of wine, "What do you do for a living?"

Blaine, on his sixth or seventh scotch (Kurt happened to have an extra bottles stored under his sink) sniffled, "I am an architect. I was supposed to redesign a bridge in Central Park."

Rachel's eyes bugged out, and it looked like she wanted to ask more questions, but Kurt intervened, "Anyone want more wine?"

Rachel shoved her empty glass towards him, while Finn shook his head, "We actually should be heading back soon, and I drove, so I should stop drinking."

Blaine's eyes grew wide, and he said, "It is so strange to think that you do not have a personal driver."

Kurt rolled his eyes. Blaine 'coming from a different time' and all was getting kind of old. Why did he have to always talk so proper, even when drunk? "Blaine of course we don't have personal drivers. We have no money."

Blaine blushed and fumbled his next sentence, "It is just that I am so used to having one or walking everywhere, I guess people not having one is just odd to me."

Rachel looked to Kurt, with a look in here eyes that said, 'Be nice you meanie, he's cute!' before turning back to Blaine, "Well, that's quite alright dear, I was advised to actually have a personal driver, since I star in a Broadway show now-"

"Being understudy to an unimportant character does not count as staring, Rachel," Finn interrupted, but Rachel continued as if he hadn't heard him.

"-so it's not too unusual for us stars to have them, we as a couple decided that it was unnecessary to actually have one since Finn's actually in a play at the moment-"

"Rachel I'm actually staring in the play as a main character, so-"

"-therefore we can just take each other!"

"Rachel you have yet to take the sta-"

"Will you just let me talk to Blaine about MY career?" Rachel whipped her head to look at Finn, sitting in the armchair near the door, "I know you've got a better career than me, but-"

Finn got up from the chair and left the apartment, slamming the door behind him.

"Finn wait!" Rachel called after him, sighing when a few minutes passed and Finn didn't come back, "I don't mean to upset him, but I guess I'm taking his new career kind of hard. It was supposed to be me that was famous. I graduated from NYADA after all!" Rachel got up from the couch and extended her hand out to Blaine, who was looking more and more embarrassed, "Well it was nice to meet you Blaine. Maybe we'll meet again?"

Blaine looked at the hand extended and just blinked at it, no other reaction.

Rachel chuckled a little, and turned her head to Kurt, who was standing in the door of the kitchen, afraid to come back into the living room fully, "I think little Blaine is a little drunk. Maybe you should let him stay here on the couch until tomorrow."

And with that, she winked at Kurt and left the apartment after Finn, pulling her cell phone out, maybe to call Finn.

A moment passed after Rachel left, and Blaine sighed and laid down on the couch, rubbing his eyes. Kurt put Rachel's empty wine glass in the kitchen, and went back to the living room, holding his still full glass of wine. (It also happened to be his fourth. He was going to regret this tomorrow morning) Kurt noticed there was still a little bit of room for him to sit on the couch next to Blaine, so he did, sitting at Blaine's feet.

Blaine looked up from where he was laying, and he burst out laughing.

Kurt sighed and looked at Blaine, "Why are you laughing?"

Blaine sat up so he was sitting now right next to Kurt, "Oh I am just laughing about how Finn and Rachel seem to love each other. That is kind of how my parents acted towards each other." Blaine then tilted his head, "Pray tell, did your parents act like that as well? Is that what love is doomed to become?"

Kurt shook his head and responded, "Actually, my mother died when I was eight, and my father remarried Finn's mother, so I don't really remember how my parents acted around each other."

Blaine looked at Kurt with an unreadable expression. Sadness maybe? Whatever the emotion, Kurt kept talking, "I do know that not all people who are in love act like that."

"What is it like to be in love?" Blaine asked suddenly, ears turning pink after stating the question.

Kurt put his wine glass down on the coffee table and turned his body so he was facing Blaine, "Well, I've only been in love once, and that was with Finn-"

"Your brother!" Blaine shouted, causing Kurt to put his hand on Blaine's mouth to keep him quiet, and causing Kurt to focus unintentionally on the feeling of Blaine's mouth on his hand.

"Yes, we weren't related at the time, though, and I really don't like to think about it, ok?" Blaine nodded and Kurt removed his hand, albeit reluctantly, "What I do know of love, though, it's something that you can't control. When you're in love, you can't control your actions."

Blaine nodded again at Kurt's answer, eyes trailing to Kurt's mouth every so often. Kurt felt his heart thump loudly in his chest, and he prayed to any deity that might exist that Blaine couldn't hear it,

"You just want to spend all your time with them, learning about them until you know them more than you know yourself."

Blaine nodded along with him, but now he was leaning in. Kurt found himself leaning too, like Blaine had some magnetic pull.

"And when you do find it, you want to keep it-"

"Forever." Blaine finished for Kurt, and closed the remaining distance and kissed Kurt.

Kurt could swear he saw stars when he kissed Blaine. Everything felt right, even if Blaine's breath tasted a bit like too much scotch, but Kurt was too far gone from his wine to pull away. Blaine tilted his head to deepen the kiss, and Kurt opened his mouth to allow Blaine's tongue to venture in.

Kurt pushed Blaine down so he was laying down again so that Kurt could lay on top of Blaine, continuing the mind-blowing kiss. Blaine put his hands on Kurt's lower back, while Kurt put his on either side of Blaine's head.

They stayed like that for what seemed like an hour, but it couldn't be more than five minutes. Neither one of them heard Penny's door open. But they did hear Penny scream, "I KNEW IT!"

Kurt jumped off of Blaine, landing on the coffee table and knocking his white wine off the table. "PENNY!" Kurt shouted, "You scared dadd-"

"I KNEW that you loved daddy, Blaine! Are you going to marry him now?"

Blaine groaned and didn't move from his spot, his arms dropped down to his sides.

Just Kurt's luck; the one time in a year that he's kissed someone, and he passes out while doing it.

Kurt got off the coffee table and walked over to Penny, grabbing her by the arm and taking her back to her room, ignoring her protests of wanting a glass of water. Kurt had a lot of explaining to do tomorrow to both Blaine and Penny. Blaine as to why they were making out, and Penny about how Blaine was not going to become her new papa, no matter how much she slipped it in her protests.

The next morning, Kurt woke up with a splitting headache, his alarm not helping matters. Kurt has always said that no matter what day or circumstance, he will always wake up at 6:30 in the morning to prepare both Penny and himself for the day. He always regretted saying that the night after drinking, but true to his word, he was going to get up no matter what.

He sighed and turned over in his bed to look out the window.

To come face to face with a sleeping Blaine.