"He always seems to be scurrying away from us," Blaine said in regards to Jared that Monday, coming up behind Kurt and looping his arm around his boyfriend's chest.

"Because he's terrified of you," Kurt noted, bring his hand up to hold onto Blaine's arm.

"Good. He should be," Blaine replied, pressing a kiss onto Kurt's neck.

"Blaine," Kurt warned.

"Oh come on. It was like, such a stupid move. Of all the places he could have attack-kissed you, he did it in the school hallway? Where anyone could have seen?"

"True. It seemed to be a fight or flight type of thing at the time, though," Kurt told him.

"You never did tell me exactly what happened. At least, you know, after I stopped watching," Blaine said.

Kurt went sort of quiet, which caused Blaine to be nervous. He turned Kurt around in his arms and saw the guiltiest look on his face.

"Hey," Blaine said softly. "It doesn't…it's over, okay? Nothing's wrong, I'm not mad at you."

"I just…figured we could forget it," Kurt whispered.

"But then we wouldn't really be over it. It'd still be there, hanging over our heads, and it's just…we need to talk about it."

"What if you-"

"No. Stop it," Blaine said, cupping Kurt's chin so the younger boy was forced to look him in the eye. "I'm not going to leave you, Kurt. The argument, the drama, the issue itself is done with. I don't hold anything against you. But that doesn't mean we can just…forget it. Not if we want…not if we really want this to work out."

Kurt nodded sadly and moved closer to Blaine, tucking his arms up to his chest and pressing himself against his lover. Blaine's arms immediately wound around the slightly taller boy.

"I love you," Blaine reminded him.

Kurt kissed the side of Blaine's head. "I love you too."

Later that afternoon, the two boys were snuggled up on Kurt's bed, on top of the covers surprisingly, with Kurt's head on Blaine's chest. Blaine was stroking Kurt's soft hair and they were just lying there, not kissing, not speaking, and enjoying one another's company.

Until Blaine asked the question.

"So…are you gonna tell me?"

Kurt squeezed his arm that was thrown around Blaine's waist a little tighter. "What – what do you want to know?"

"I…kind of think I deserve to know everything."

Kurt was quiet for a few seconds and then he said, "O-okay."

"I'll still be here. No matter what," Blaine assured him.

Nuzzling his face into Blaine's sweater a little bit, Kurt began his story.

"Well I-I went to get my sheet music from my locker, like I said. I was just about to open it when he…when Jared tapped me on the shoulder. He was…he was all like, smiley. So I smiled too. And he asked if I'd help him study for the next physics test and I said I would and then…he was just kind of…looking at me."

"Looking at you how?" Blaine felt like he had to ask.

"I don't…it was weird. I'd never seen him look at me like that. But it kind of seemed like…how I used to look at you. Before we were dating. And there were times when you'd smile at me and all I wanted to do was just…just kiss you. You were just so – so beautiful and I just wanted…anyway," Kurt stopped himself, blushing fiercely, "at the time I didn't really realize that was how he was looking. I was just really confused, actually. And then he just took my hands in his and, well, to be honest I though he was about to admit to being gay."

"What would make you think that, though? I thought you said he kept saying that he wasn't."

"He did. Except he came over the day before because he wanted to look at my Broadway musical collection-"

"No, not gay at all."

Kurt slapped Blaine's chest lightly.

"Ah! Abuse!"

"Do you want to hear the rest of the story or not?"

"So long as you don't beat me anymore."

"I thought you liked it when I beat you?" Kurt teased with a crooked smile.

"Oh ho, ZING," Blaine returned.

"So anyway," Kurt continued, "he told me that apparently I made him question himself."

"Wait, what?"

"Something about how proud and happy I was and how he wanted to be like that too."

"Well yeah, that's good and all, but if you don't like cock, you don't like cock."

"Kind of what I said, but he said he couldn't really know because he'd never tried it. Basically."

"Hm," was all Blaine said, stroking the back of Kurt's neck with gentle fingers.

"So he was holding my hands and then he kissed me. And…you know how that went," Kurt mumbled.

"But what'd you do after?" Blaine asked softly.

"I pretty much just looked at him for a few minutes and then he backed off and looked…really scared. He kept apologizing over and over again and then he just…ran off."

"Coward."

"Blaine!"

"Hey," Blaine said. "I'm the wronged party here, I can say whatever I want."

Kurt sighed and shrugged. "I guess."

"He hasn't tried to talk to you again?"

"Oh he's tried," Kurt said. "Believe me, he's tried. Not when you're around, though. And I just end up brushing him off. Except for one day. I told him that you saw us and he kind of freaked out but I was a bit too…upset to deal with him."

"No wonder he's terrified of me."

"I suppose I need to talk to him, though. I mean before all this he was…he was actually a good friend."

"I think…we should plot."

Kurt lifted himself up to stare incredulously at Blaine. "I'm sorry?"

Blaine gave an evil smile. "I have the best plan ever."

"…This doesn't sound good at all."

"Hey Jared," Kurt said the next day, effectively cornering the boy in the men's restroom.

Jared froze in the middle of washing his hands to turn and stare at Kurt.

"H-hey."

"So…I think we should probably…talk."

Jared's eyes went wild, scanning the bathroom to see if anyone else was around. "W-what, here?"

"Oh, no!" Kurt said quickly. "No, no. But…you should come over to my house after school."

"Uh…are you sure?"

"Jared," Kurt said, his voice barely audible, "I think you owe me at least this much."

Jared swallowed loudly and then he nodded his assent. "Yeah. O-okay."

Kurt gave a small smile. "I'll probably be home at around four thirty. See you then, okay?"

Jared nodded quickly and Kurt turned and left, leaving behind a slightly bewildered young boy. He made his way towards his locker and saw Blaine standing there, just as planned.

"Phase one, complete," Kurt said to his boyfriend.

Blaine's lips turned upward into a grin and held out his fist. Kurt promptly fist-bumped him in return. "Excellent," Blaine said happily.

The day went by quickly and Kurt was actually excited about their little plan. It was kind of funny, he and Blaine teaming up and plotting together. He didn't want to terrorize Jared but…you know, they needed to talk. Why not have a bit of fun while they were at it?

"So I'll text you," Kurt was saying as they stood beside his car. They had both come in separate cars today in order to carry out their plan.

"Can't wait," Blaine said, pressing a small kiss to Kurt's lips. "See you."

They went their separate ways and not ten minutes after Kurt arrived home, his doorbell rang.

"Hey," Kurt greeted the nervous boy on his doorstep.

"H-hi," Jared said in return. "You're not…no one else is here, right?"

"Nope. Parents are at work and Finn's at Puck's."

"Oh okay. Good," Jared said, seeming extremely relieved.

Kurt led him in and downstairs to his room. As they walked down the stairs, Kurt sent a text to his boyfriend.

To: Blaine

From: Kurt

Phase two. Complete. Phase three is a go.

Kurt sat down on his bed, leaving Jared standing awkwardly. "You can sit down," Kurt said, gesturing to the sofa.

"Oh. Right. Yeah," Jared stuttered out, seating himself on the edge of said sofa.

Kurt's phone buzzed.

To: Kurt

From: Blaine

Roger. Over and out.

Kurt snorted and rolled his eyes. Really? Blaine could be totally ridiculous sometimes.

"So…you wanted to talk," Jared prompted.

"What were you thinking?" Kurt asked immediately.

Jared cringed visibly, hanging his head. "I'm sorry."

"I'm sure you are," Kurt said, hoping the sentence came out with less force than the previous one had. "But…I mean in the middle of the hallway? At school? Anyone could have seen."

"I know."

"You're lucky Blaine saw himself, rather than being told by someone else."

Jared said nothing. He simply twisted his hands in his lap.

"You didn't…why didn't you just ask me?" Kurt wondered. "All of this could have been avoided."

"You'd have said no!" Jared said unexpectedly, his head shooting up so he could look at Kurt.

"That would have been my prerogative, don't you think?" Kurt countered.

Jared squirmed where he sat. "I guess."

"You guess?"

"Okay, yeah. But I just…okay, so doing it at school probably wasn't the best thing. That part wasn't like…pre-planned or anything," Jared admitted.

"But you planned on kissing me?"

"…Yes."

"So you consciously planned to go behind my back and kiss my boyfriend? And to think I considered you a good guy," came another voice.

Jared's head whipped around to face the staircase.

There stood Blaine.

His eyes flitting back between both Kurt and Blaine, he looked on in stunned silence.

"He's not going to murder you, Jared," Kurt said.

Jared's eyes stopped on Kurt and looked at him as if to say 'yeah right'.

"I'm not a violent person," Blaine said, moving to sit next to Jared on the sofa. "At least…not anymore."

"Blaine," Kurt scolded.

"Let me have my fun," Blaine countered.

"Y-you said no one else was here!" Jared nearly shouted. "I – he-"

"You don't think he has the right to hear any of this?" Kurt asked the boy.

"Well, I-" Jared paused and then heaved a deep sigh. "I guess."

"I understand that you were confused," Kurt continued, "but the way you went about this…"

"Was bad, okay?" Jared finished for him. "I know. I know I was wrong. I wasn't…I wasn't trying to steal him from you, Blaine, I swear. I wasn't…it wasn't like that. I know how much Kurt loves you and I know you love him too, I just…I needed to know."

"You should have come to either one of us," Blaine said as gently as he could.

Jared looked to Blaine with the weirdest expression on his face. "You'd have killed me."

"I'm like, half your size," Blaine reminded him.

"Still!" Jared said. "You just…I don't know. I get this feeling you could like, I don't even know."

Blaine turned his amused eyes toward Kurt. "I'm a badass hobbit, apparently."

"Totally," Kurt indulged him.

"Seriously," Jared spoke, "I didn't want to come between you guys."

"Well…you kind of did," Blaine pointed out.

Jared hung his head once more and groaned loudly. "I know."

"Did you figure it out?"

Lifting his head very slightly, Jared peered at Kurt. "Figure what out?"

"Whether or not you're even slightly gay?" Kurt clarified.

"Uh…I was…sort of too scared to get anything out of it…I think. I don't really even remember what it felt like. I just know I ran away."

"How about we do this the proper way then," Blaine suggested.

Jared froze, his eyes looking up and around, but his body remained still. "…What?"

"You want to know what it's like, right?" Blaine asked.

"W-well yeah, but-"

"We're here," Blaine said. "We're alone. And Kurt and I are both comfortable enough in our relationship now. Kiss one of us. Or both of us, if you prefer."

"…Are you like, serious? After what I did this is totally the last thing I should do."

"You were in the wrong, yes," Blaine said to the boy. "But we both," he gestured to Kurt, "know what it's like to have to figure something like this out on your own. And it seriously sucks. I understand why you did what you did, though the manner in which you acted wasn't the wisest. But I'm not so horrible a person that I'm going to make you sit there alone and be caught up in your confusion. It's awful. I wouldn't wish that on anyone."

"B-but you guys – I don't want to be-"

"Jared," Kurt said softly, standing and moving over to sit between the other boys on the sofa. "Blaine and I are fine. In fact…this probably helped us. I had my own issues and, to be honest, what you did made me realize that Blaine really is all I need. And we've become and even closer couple, I think. But you've become a really good friend of mine. And just because my problems are cleared up doesn't mean I'm going to let you drift off and be lost in all of this."

"Are you…are you sure?" Jared asked, looking back and forth between Kurt and Blaine.

Blaine smiled and nodded his head. "We're sure. We already talked about it. And as much as I should…be really, really pissed off at you…I can't do that, not when I know what's going on in your head."

Jared looked to Kurt once more and he smiled too.

"It's okay, Jared."

Jared bit his lip and looked away, stuck in a thoughtful silence for a good couple of minutes.

"O-okay," he finally said, swallowing loudly.

"Okay," Kurt said, standing and urging Jared to vacate his spot. "You sit in the middle."

Very slowly, Jared scooted a little closer to Blaine.

"I'm not going to bite you," Blaine tried to calm him.

Kurt sat down in the spot Jared left empty. "Not unless you want him to," Kurt said.

Jared looked at him in alarm. "I-"

"That was a joke," Kurt said, placing his hand on Jared's knee. "Calm down."

"Oh r-right. Yeah."

"However," Blaine said. "We also agreed on the fact that you would be kissing me first. Since you already sort of had a chance with Kurt."

"Oh," Jared squeaked out.

"He's a very good kisser," Kurt assured him. "Trust me."

"I…okay."

"Look at me," Blaine urged the older boy. He put his finger under Jared's chin. "I won't hurt you."

Jared gave a small nod and at that, Blaine leaned in closer.

"Are you alright?" Blaine made sure to ask.

"Y-yeah," Jared whispered.

"Good."

With that, Blaine closed the few inches of space between them and pressed a dry kiss to Jared's lips. It wasn't a kiss of passion or desperation or even anything resembling emotion, it was just…experimental and slow. After a few seconds, Blaine pulled away to see Jared's eyes still closed.

"A-again," Jared said quietly.

Blaine gave a light little laugh and leaned in once more, their lips meeting again and moving a bit more insistently this time. Blaine opened his mouth just a little, and let his tongue trail along Jared's lower lip.

Jared moaned softly.

Kurt watched them both with something akin to awe. He'd never seen Blaine kiss before, but the way he moved his lips expertly over the other boy's, the way his hand move to cup Jared's face…was kind of amazing. He felt like maybe he should be jealous or want to rip Jared away from his boyfriend, but it really wasn't like that. He knew Jared had no interest in Blaine and vice versa. So it was just…really interesting to watch.

Blaine pulled away first, pressing one last kiss to Jared's (now not so dry) lips and then leaned back. His eyes turned to Kurt and he smiled, giving him a small wink.

Jared opened his eyes slowly, his mouth stuck in the shape of a small O.

"Oh," was all he said.

Blaine threw his head back and laughed outright.

"Clear a few things up?" Kurt couldn't help but ask.

"I…wow."

"You still get to kiss him," Blaine said, his eyes darting to Kurt once more.

"A-are you sure?" Jared asked.

Blaine nodded and Kurt took Jared's hand. Jared turned to look at him and Kurt smiled encouragingly. Jared let his tongue poke out to lick at his lips a bit. Kurt reached out to put his other hand at the base of Jared's neck and pulled him closer.

"Please," Jared whispered, his voice a touch deeper.

Kurt released Jared's hand and brought his thumb up to brush over Jared's lips. "It's okay," he promised. "It's okay."

Jared's eyes fell shut once again and Kurt kissed him slowly, sweetly, letting the other boy take the lead. Jared's lips weren't as full as Blaine's and they weren't as sure, but perhaps the latter was to be expected. Kurt let his mouth open a tiny bit more, inviting Jared's tongue to swipe over his. He could taste the juice Jared must have had before he came over but he could…he could also taste a bit of Blaine there too. He brought the kiss to a close quickly and released his hold on Jared's neck.

"And so?" Kurt asked him.

Jared's eyes flew open and he shook his head to clear his thoughts. "I – that was you – you both-"

"….What about us?" Blaine wanted to know.

"Girls don't kiss like that," Jared said finally. "I don't…"

"But you've had sex with a girl," Kurt said.

"Well yeah," Jared replied. "And it was cool and all, you know, the end result was anyway. But it's never…never felt like that before. I…" he glanced down at his lap. "Oh god," he groaned.

Kurt looked down as well and oh, hey, okay, so maybe Jared did get something out of this whole thing. He also glanced over to Blaine, who was staring back at Kurt with hooded eyes, looking up at him through dark lashes.

Okay, Kurt decided, Jared needed to skidaddle. Because he and Blaine obviously had some business to tend to.

"Hey Jared," Blaine finally spoke, "perhaps it might make things even…easier for you to decide if you…watched us."

"WHAT?" both Jared and Kurt squawked together.

"Kurt, don't act like you haven't thought about it," Blaine said with a smile.

"What – like – him watching us?" Kurt asked.

"I don't – I mean – you guys-"

"You can stay or you can leave," Blaine put out there, standing and taking Kurt's hand so he could lead him to the bed.

"I…think I'll go," Jared decided. "I mean…thank you. For…that. But…I don't want to overstep things. So…I'm just going to go."

"Suit yourself," Blaine called, pulling Kurt down on top of him.

Blaine pulled Kurt into a heated kiss and Kurt immediately moaned into his boyfriend's mouth. He felt Blaine's tongue press against his teeth and tickle at his own before his hand held onto Kurt's chin and he licked, hard and wet, at Kurt's open mouth.

"Oh god," Kurt groaned loudly, gripping the sheets next to Blaine's shoulders.

Blaine turned his head to see that Jared had left.

"Were you really going to-"

"I knew he'd leave," Blaine said, nipping at Kurt's top lip. "If not, he'd get a free show. I couldn't hold back."

"You're a genius," Kurt replied, crushing his lips to Blaine once more.

They stayed like that, kissing each other breathlessly, as if they were trying to rid each other's mouths of any other taste but their own. Kurt's fingers clawed at Blaine's shirt, slipping under it to feel hot skin and soft chest hair.

"I need to – I need to feel you," Kurt breathed, tugging at his boyfriend's shirt. "Please…"

Blaine kissed Kurt once more in understanding, allowing him to remove both of their shirts. As soon as they were out of the way, Kurt immediately attached his lips to one of Blaine's erect nipples, tonguing, biting, sucking. Blaine's breath hitched and then he emitted a low hiss, dragging his fingertips up Kurt's back to finally knot in his hair. He felt Kurt's erection against his thigh and tugged him back up, crushing their mouths together again. He couldn't help it. Kissing Jared and seeing Kurt kiss Jared…it drove him up the wall in a really peculiar way that he couldn't exactly describe.

"He tasted like you," Kurt moaned. "I could taste you and I couldn't…god…"

Well. That did it. There was absolutely no time to worry about removing the rest of their clothes, none at all. Blaine released his hold on Kurt's hair and immediately grabbed his ass, grinding up against Kurt's cock through his jeans. Kurt gasped and pressed his hips down hard.

"Haven't done this – ah! – in a while," Kurt noted in between kisses.

"No time," Blaine replied harshly before sucking at the delicate skin on Kurt's throat.

"Fuck," Kurt groaned, thrusting his hips wildly. This was ridiculous, he was already so close to orgasm and they hadn't even been at this for ten minutes.

Keeping on hand pressed firmly on Kurt's ass, Blaine brought the other up to cup Kurt's face, angling his head so he could kiss him again. He'd never get enough of Kurt's kisses, never. His lips were always so soft and he always tasted so sweet and there was always a bit of a coffee taste, like Kurt injected coffee into his veins or something and it was so delicious.

"You…Blaine, I'm so…ohmygod," Kurt said against his lips.

"I know," Blaine said, his voice rough. "I know, baby…"

"With me," Kurt hissed, "I want you to come with me."

"I will, I will," Blaine barely got out.

Kurt was grinding so hard and Blaine was giving as good as he got and the heat and the friction and some weird emotion suddenly became too much and that was it. They were coming together right there in their pants, Kurt's forehead pressed to Blaine's neck and Blaine's cheek pressed against Kurt's hair.

"Yes, Kurt, god," Blaine moaned, his orgasm pulsing, sensation rushing through every part of him, right down to his toes. He felt Kurt's hips twitching now and he whined into Blaine's ear, breathless and sated.

And so very, very happy.

Kurt collapsed, muscles and energy spent, his weight resting fully on top of Blaine. But Blaine didn't mind because Kurt was warm and he smelled like…like roses or something equally as lovely and he was here with him.

Just them.

And that's all that mattered.

Even if they had just come in their pants like a couple of thirteen year old boys.

"Was this phase four of the plan?" Kurt asked when he was able to speak again. "Because I don't remember planning phase four."