Blaine was back at the cabin after showering and was putting his things away when Kurt walked in. This was the first time they'd been alone together since having "the talk", so he wanted to be careful with his actions.

As much as he wanted nothing more than to draw Kurt into his arms and smother him with kisses, he knew that taking it back a step was smart. He'd even made sure to go down to the showers early so as to keep himself from being around when Kurt wasn't fully clothed.

He turned to face the other boy, rubbing his still-wet hair with his towel.

"Hey. I already finished up showering, but I'll just hang out here and read or something until you're done."

Kurt smiled, "Sounds good. I'll be back in a bit."

While Kurt was off showering, Blaine opened the cabin windows to let in a breeze and relaxed on his bunk. He took out the journal from under the corner of his mattress and began to write:

Kurt and I finally talked today about what's been going on between us. To be honest, I'm kind of relieved that he suggested we take it back a step. Kissing him is incredible, but I can't help but be totally freaked out. I've never kissed a boy after knowing him for such a short period of time- but with Kurt it's like I'm just drawn to him or something. I can't help the way my body reacts whenever I'm within ten feet of him and I know it's batshit crazy, but I really do think I'm starting to have feelings for him. It makes me wonder if there's such a thing as fate.

He read back over the last sentences critically. Now that it was on paper, Blaine realized just how true it was.

Getting to know Kurt over the past week and a half has been the best part about this camp. The kids are plenty nice, and the staff and other student leaders I've met are great, but Kurt is just...Kurt. I really hope we can follow through once we get back and go out on a date or something. After living with him in this cabin, it's going to be weird not having him around all the time.

There was a knock on the door and Blaine looked up curiously. The doors didn't lock, so there was no way it was Kurt. He got up and opened the door, surprised to see Moose standing on the porch.

"Hey Warbler, is Sparrow here too?"

Blaine shook his head. "He's off taking a shower, but he'll be back soon. What's up?"

"I just wanted to let you know that on the last night during dinner, we let the kids put on a talent show. We'll have both the piano in the dining hall as well as my guitar to use, so if any of your boys have talent they'd like to share, just let me know and we'll get them scheduled. There's also a signup sheet in the dining hall for final campfire performances, and I hope that I can count on you and Sparrow to take one of the spots. You two were great together the other night."

Blaine was thrilled. "Of course! I mean, I'll have to check with Sparrow, but I can't imagine he'd say no after how much fun we had last time. I'll let him know as soon as he gets back!"

Moose smiled. "Great! I've got a few other cabins to make rounds to before the kids come back, but I'm looking forward to hearing what you guys come up with this time. You two have a lot of talent."

"I appreciate you letting us know. I'll let you know if any of the boys have any appropriate talents to share. Something tells me you're not looking for armpit farts or belching the alphabet over dinner."

He heard Moose laugh as he shut the door and went back to his bunk, picking up his journal and beginning a new paragraph.

Moose just came by and said he wants me and Kurt to perform at the final campfire. I really hope Kurt says yes- singing with him was infinitely better than any performance at Dalton. Not just because of the making out that occurred during practice- is it weird that I still get tingles thinking about it?- but because it wasn't just me up there belting out the lead with everyone else swaying behind me. It was two equal parts becoming a whole. It was wonderful.

But I'm not really sure what to do about the rest of camp. I keep having these compulsions to just grab him and kiss him, but I shouldn't. He's supposed to be back any minute now, and we're going to play "ask me anything" or some other game to get to know each other better. This should be interesting, to say the least. I just want it on record that I'm going to try my hardest to keep to our agreement and not jump on top of him when he comes back all freshly showered and sexy.

Blaine exhaled in exasperation, knowing that it was going to be a struggle. He added a final line to the entry:

But I make no promises.

Just as Blaine was closing the journal and tucking it back into its place under the mattress, the door opened and Kurt entered, a towel resting on his shoulders and hair tousled. He was wearing his glasses again, and Blaine sucked in a breath as he felt his stomach flutter. Oh no you don't. Keep it in your pants, Anderson.

"Good shower?"

Kurt turned to put his toiletries away. "The showers here certainly leave a lot to be desired in terms of luxury, but it was hot water so I can't complain."

Kurt spun back around and noticed that Blaine seemed to be sitting awkwardly on his bed, looking down at his hands as if unsure what to do with himself.

"Are you okay? You look...conflicted about something."

Blaine steeled himself before speaking.

"I think the best thing to do here would be to address that yes, I am thinking about kissing you right now. But I'm not going to, because I'm trying to tell myself that I can't just throw myself at some guy, no matter how gorgeous and willing he is. That I need to get to know him better first. That it'll be better if we do."

Kurt took a few steps and closed the space between them, cupping Blaine's cheek in one hand and lifting his head so that their eyes met. "Blaine, I have to tell you that I'm thinking about kissing you too. But I have to tell myself that while I really like you, if I want this to last any length of time it has to be about more than hot makeout sessions when the kids aren't around. I don't want to mess up what could potentially be a really good thing."

Blaine nodded, knowing Kurt was right. Making out on the bunks was great, and it made Blaine feel things he thought were long dormant inside of his chest, but the reality of the situation was that it wasn't sustainable.

He took the hand from under his chin into his own, squeezing it briefly before letting it go.

"So. What's this about getting to know each other games?"