"What are you going to sing Blaine?" Kurt whispered near his ear as he continued to walk him into the room. Heidi and Faye whooped when they saw their hands and Kurt blushed a little, knowing that everyone knew they made up.

"It's a secret," Blaine said, "Well for all of two minutes before I sing it to you." He laughed and got his music ready. Once he was ready he turned to face the audience.

"Oh by the way," Blaine said, smirking slightly, "I've decided what the winner's prize should be." He paused for dramatic effect and he made a point of saying it clearly to Sebastian who was slightly hidden at one end of the sofa.

"The winner will get a kiss from me," he said simply.

"Get it Anderson!" Nicola shouted and Kurt couldn't have been redder if he tried. Sebastian looked slightly interested when the suggestion was first made but looking at the reactions of everyone else in the room, he suddenly slumped in defeat. They were all clearly going to vote for Kurt. This night was getting worse.

The music started and Kurt sat back, knowing the song was for him and determined to enjoy it properly.

When it's black,

Take a little time to hold yourself,

Take a little time to feel around,

Before it's gone.

You won't let go,

But you still keep on falling down,

Remember how you saved me now,

From all of my wrongs yeah

Blaine's eyes suddenly glistened in the dimmer light and Kurt was a little shocked at the show of emotion. He sang directly to Kurt and instead of looking at Blaine, some of the others were looking at Kurt for his reaction. Kurt just watched, mesmerised at the simplicity of the song and his awesome voice.

If there's love just feel it,

If there's life we'll see it,

This is no time to be alone, alone, yeah

I, won't let you go.

Say those words,

Say those words like there's nothing else,

Close your eyes and you might believe,

That there is some way out yeah

Open up,

Open up your heart to me now,

Let it all come pouring out,

There's nothing I can't take.

If there's love just feel it,

And if there's life we'll see it,

This ain't no time to be alone, alone, yeah

I, won't let you go.

Kurt felt tears spring to his own eyes as he watched Blaine battle with his own emotion. It felt strange to experience such things in front of so many but Kurt knew that Blaine was telling him so much more about his own life than just this evening. Kurt didn't take risks, not since starting NYADA and he was stuck being safe and responsible but looking at Blaine he knew that despite only knowing him for a couple of weeks, this guy would be in his life for a lot longer than most of friends.

If your sky is falling,

Just take my hand and hold it,

You don't have to be alone, alone, yeah,

I, won't let you go.

And all your friends that you count on have disappeared,

I'll be here, not gone, forever, holding on, Oh.

If there's love just feel it,

And if there's life we'll see it,

This ain't no time to be alone, alone, yeah,

I, won't let you go.

If your sky is falling,

Just take my hand and hold it,

You don't have to be alone, alone, yeah,

I won't let you go.

Blaine took a little bow as the song finished and Nicola stood up abruptly, getting pen and paper ready.

"Right, let's vote," she said.

A few people looked at Blaine and Kurt as if they couldn't decide who should win but soon the votes were counted. It was unanimous apart from one obvious vote. Kurt won.

"Kiss, kiss, kiss!" Was the chant and Kurt blushed even harder than before.

"I didn't say it has to be now!" Blaine said, "The winner gets to decide when and where," he said smugly.

"Ok, ok," Nicola said almost flouncing out of the room, already bored with the situation, "Get your mack on wherever you want, I'm off to bed."

"I suppose the best man won," Sebastian said as he sauntered to where Blaine and Kurt now sat together on the sofa. His outstretched hand was some sort of offering of peace to Kurt and he took it tentatively.

"Thanks," Kurt said, unsure what had brought on the change and deciding to just go with the flow.

Blaine and Kurt looked so cosy on the sofa, Blaine's arm around his shoulders and the other stroking his cheek slightly, that everyone else made their way to different rooms. Blaine continually stared at Kurt, an adoring lingering smile on his lips but he was shaken a little out of his reverie when he realised that they were alone.

"Do you want to go to the hot tub?" Blaine asked a little nervous at the implication. Kurt's eyes widened. "Oh not like that," Blaine insisted, sitting up straighter in his seat. "I don't want to re-enact a bad porno but we're alone and it's warmer in there and...." His voice trailed away when he realised he really had no valid reason to go in there. Kurt took pity on him.

"Ok just let me get my swim shorts."

Once changed Kurt came out to find Blaine had changed and was getting them drinks.

"What are we drinking?" Kurt asked.

"Orange juice and vodka," Blaine said, "It was all I could find."

They settled in the hot tub, the slight bubbles making a nice change, sipping their drinks.

"That was a good song choice," Kurt said after a while.

"I guess I wanted you to realise, I needed you to know." Blaine had become earnest again, his brown green eyes wide and insistent. They really did look like honey and Kurt tried to explore the swirls before he realised they were closer and tears had appeared.

"What's wrong?" Kurt whispered, inches between them.

"I guess it's really important you know that Sebastian means nothing to me, I just don't want to screw this up Kurt."

"You haven't," he said, "Sebastian tried but didn't succeed. He really is a douche."

"I don't get how you make me feel Kurt," Blaine was continuing, "I've never felt this crazy about anyone and I hardly know you..."

"Well it's a little different in here, isn't it? I mean usually it would be a few dates out in the real world, here we've seen each other constantly for two weeks. It's like living together already without the amazing sex." Kurt smirked, trying to ease the tension and Blaine laughed, wiping at his eyes.

"I realised earlier that I haven't hugged you much today, haven't touched you, or kissed you much and I..." He seemed to falter a little, stirring his fingers in the warm water and watching the ripples. Kurt lifted his chin and Blaine's eyes widened in surprise.

"You wanted to?" Kurt asked tentatively.

"So much...." Blaine breathed and Kurt smiled, leaning forward, placing his lips gently on Blaine's until he moved along with him. He seemed to melt into the kiss, sigh and relax his shoulders.

"Sometimes I crave you so much that I don't know what I'd do if you were taken away," Blaine breathed against Kurt's lips and Kurt murmured in reply. He licked at the corner of Blaine's mouth and they found themselves exploring together, lips, tongues, slick and wet and oh so warm. Kurt nearly landed in Blaine's lap in an effort to come closer, only to find Blaine hard and pressed against his thigh and it seemed that was the wakeup call he needed. He parted harshly and instantly, his breathing laboured, his eyes wide.

"Sorry," Blaine muttered, realising his horror, "You just taste so...."

Kurt leant in again. He knew they wouldn't do anything in front of the cameras, wouldn't embarrass themselves that way but it didn't mean they couldn't have a little fun. Lips found each other again, moans escaped and Blaine could feel Kurt's arousal between them too. After a while, getting faster and more desperate, they parted. They couldn't look more turned on with Blaine's brown eyes now dark and Kurt's lips now cherry red.

"We should stop," Kurt breathed and he deliberately took a step back in the water and leant further away from Blaine.

"Gosh, the things you do to me," Blaine breathed, deliberately looking in the water, knowing that one more look at Kurt's debauched face he wouldn't be able to control himself.

"This is going to be the longest six weeks of my life," Blaine finished.

"If we last that long in this competition," Kurt said.

"You've got what it takes to win Kurt," he said sincerely, "I really hope you do win."

"It feels a little like the Hunger Games doesn't it," Kurt chuckled, "I hope that we both win, that way neither of us will have to wait on the outside for the other."

Blaine smiled.

"Thanks again for your song Blaine," Kurt said sincerely, "I won't let you go." He sang quietly and Blaine smiled.

The following day the housemates were given a new task. If they won they would be able to order more alcohol for a party on an evening of their choice. If anyone failed the task they would have to complete a dare of the housemates choosing. This sounded like fun.

"You will have to learn ten facts about your fellow housemates," the blinking eye said, "You will have half an hour to collect and learn the facts then you will be asked to repeat them in the diary room, one at a time."

They went round with pads of paper to write down facts they collected about their housemates. Some were interesting facts, some unusual, some absurd, some ordinary and laughing ensued as they all went round. Soon the time came for learning the facts and individually they were called to the diary room to relay them off by heart. Soon it was Kurt's turn.

"Good afternoon Kurt," the voice said, "How have you been in the house?"

"Fine thanks," Kurt said cheerfully, "Things are good between Blaine and I now and I think I'm enjoying it a little more. I don't feel so worried about things."

"Good," the voice said, although it gave no indication that it really did think it was a good thing. "Have you remembered the facts?"

"Yes I think so," Kurt said, thinking carefully. "Ed's fact is that he wants to be a politician when he leaves college and he has been doing rallies and campaigns for the democrats. Anisa's fact is that she has two dogs at home called Barney and Millie. Bradley's fact is that he has three sisters called Lizzie, Suzie and Jane. Heidi's favourite food is cake. Nicola wants to be a famous glamour model when she leaves the house and she expressly asked that I mention how much she misses sex while she's been in here," Kurt blushed as he mentioned the fact. He knew that she hadn't given that fact to anyone else to relay and had done it on purpose to make him go red. "El's fact is that she is an only child but wants to be an artist when she leaves college. Faye is a Christian but her secret fact is that she likes Bradley – she didn't tell me, I just know," Kurt said laughing. "Sebastian's fact is that he has a smirky meercat face but the one he told me was that he wants to sing when he leaves the house. Blaine's fact he told me was that he thought I looked 'hot as hell' in my onesie yesterday. Sorry Dad." Kurt finishes. He gets ready to leave the room when 'big brother' stops him.

"Kurt," the voice says, "You have relayed all nine facts correctly but we would like you to relay one more in relation to a question we are going to ask you."

Kurt nods his head in confusion, waiting for the question.

"If you left the house tomorrow, who would you miss the most?"

"Blaine," Kurt says without hesitation but there is sudden panic in his expression at the thought that they might separate them. He is asked to leave and the door is closed quietly behind him.

Blaine's turn is next and he enters and relays similar facts to Kurt's. As he leaves he also is asked the question: "If you left the house tomorrow, who would you miss the most?"

"Kurt," Blaine said, but his confused expression is not answered by the monotonous and bored voice behind the camera. He closes the door behind him and it is Nicola's turn next.

She relays slightly different facts and she does so confidently counting people off on her fingers. She gets up to leave before 'big brother' stops her.

"Nicola," it says calmly, no hint of the monumental question they are going to ask and she doesn't see it coming. "Who do you miss the most on the outside?"

She thinks for a moment, her mind whirring and she nearly considers covering her truth with a plausible lie – her mum maybe, though she realises she has revealed their difficult relationship to Kurt while they were handcuffed together. After a while she answers, schooling her face so she looks neutral and unfeeling.

"Amber," she says and turns abruptly on her feet and exits.