Everyone he knew on tumblr was a girl.

He wondered why he cared so much if Blaine was a boy. Either way, someone liked his singing, and he didn’t really care if they were a girl. He longed for someone to talk to, anyone. And Blaine had proved to be a candidate for that position yesterday.

He clicked the red box, whistling while he waited for the page to load. Kurt almost laughed as he saw the message, knowing even without looking at the name that it was Blaine from the over use of exclamation marks that had come to be their signature.

‘Sorry about last night! I usually stay on longer than that, since most of the people I follow are from the east coast, but my dad told me I had to go to sleep. And he’s a crazy insomniac and has been known to take my laptop away for weeks. So I panicked! But um, hey! Hopefully you see this while I’m online, I’d hate to have missed you completely. Time zones, man. /:’

That made Kurt wonder though. He had wondered last night where Blaine lived, since they hadn’t been very…clear about it in their blog. But he smiled, because apparently Blaine had wanted to talk to Kurt as much as Kurt had wanted to talk to them.

‘Hey. Well, I just got back from school. Glee practice was actually pretty short today. I hope you’re still around, I’m not too sure, since I have no idea where you live. Oh, I never have that problem. My father usually sleeps like a baby! Snores and everything.’

He hoped that wasn’t too much information. No, no. From the looks of things, Blaine didn’t care. They had been pretty open about their father, so Kurt adding some information about his wasn’t too big of a deal. However, it wasn’t like Kurt was going to go telling his life story to some strange. Now that was weird.

Getting up and opening his bag to get some of his homework, Kurt settled back down on the chair and refreshed the page. There was another message already.

‘Glee practice? So that’s why you sing so well! Oh, and hey :) I’m still around! Uh, well, I live in Rome? Wait, I don’t say that on my blog? O.o Wow, I should add that… Hah, take advantage of that! If I were you, I’d stay on tumblr all night, because I have no life.’

Kurt outright laughed at the message. His heart dropped a bit as hearing just how far Blaine lived, but it wasn’t like he had expected them to live in Ohio or something. No one lived in Ohio, and definitely not people like Blaine, who from the looks of their blog was cultured. He rolled his eyes as he typed out his reply.

‘Hmmm, yes. But it’s not like I get to do much. There’s a short hobbit girl who takes all the solos. Wow…Europe…that must be…amazing. No, and you don’t say that on your blog. You’re actually very…vague. Aside from making it clear you like Harry Potter and Rent. And soccer. No life? I’m not sure what qualifies as a life, so I can’t really judge.’

He sent the message privately again, and went to work on his pre-calculus homework for a few minutes. His head filled with images of someone, with a happy smile on their face, walking down the streets of Rome, which he only knew from the movie Roman Holiday, and guessed that they had changed since then, but didn’t care. Kurt sighed, and lifted his head, refreshing the page only to find that there was no new message.

A frown found itself on his face, and he huffed before clicking on his dash. Scrolling down and waiting for it to load more posts, his eyes stopped at a picture of a brown haired boy gesturing out a window. Kurt blinked, before his eyes moved to the icon and noticed it was a black and white picture of a bird.

Blaine.

Quickly, Kurt’s eyes looked over the picture. It was dark, but the orange light let Kurt make out a few things. His skin was tan, but lighter than he had pictured it after hearing he was from Italy. His eyes looked dark, but they shined somehow, making Kurt guess that there was something to them that the light wasn’t quite letting him see. In his head, he had had dark eyes, but suddenly his head filled with thoughts that maybe they were some other color. On his head, his hair looked slightly gelled, but it seemed that throughout the day a few curls had come down over his forehead. His features were strong, but pleasant. Kurt found himself staring.

He swallowed, hoping this was Blaine and not some random boy they had posted because they thought, like Kurt did, that they were cute. He scrolled further down, until he saw the caption.

‘Kurt! You can’t really see it well, but it’s raining right now. So it’s not that amazing!’

Underneath it, there was the tag ‘I shouldn’t spam my face. I might lose followers.’ And suddenly Kurt could feel himself smiling. So this was Blaine. This was the boy who had been messaging him. This was the guy who liked his singing voice and was apparently, gay.

He liked the image and replied to it with.

‘I bet Rome in the rain is just as lovely as Paris, so shut up! P.S. Nice face.’

Kurt went back to his homework then, the same flirty smile still on his as he waited eagerly for the red box to show up again over his inbox.