It was a beautiful day, Kurt decided and it wasn’t just about the sunny weather. It was a beautiful day because he walked through McKinley halls with Blaine holding his hand. It was such a beautiful day that they didn’t even notice when they passed jocks who didn’t hold back what they had in mind. It was such a beautiful day, that Kurt didn’t even waste himself on getting mad at Finn, who wasn’t so welcoming to Blaine.

“Dad,” Kurt swallowed when they arrived to their house. “Why are you home.. so early?”

Burt’s gaze stayed on the TV as he answered: “I took the afternoon off, other guys will cover me. Hi Blaine!” Kurt was surprised: he didn’t even know, that Burt had noticed Blaine’s present.

“Hey, Burt,” Blaine answered with kind of dry tone. A boy shot a longing look at him and Kurt knew that Blaine wanted to whine and convince Kurt to go to his empty house. But Kurt didn’t feel like going there, he didn’t feel completely comfortable there yet.

“Okay,” Kurt breathed then a second later. “We’re going to my room then.”

Kurt dragged Blaine towards to his room, but it seemed that Burt had his own thoughts about that.

“Don’t close the door!” a man yelled and Kurt froze instantly. He felt the blush on his cheeks when Blaine chuckled. Kurt tried not to look at him as they stopped.

“I can’t believe you just said that,” Kurt said, not yelling, but he knew, that his dad could hear him. He almost ran to his room, Blaine followed him with a little slower tempo. Despite what Burt had said Kurt closed the door.

“Don’t you think you can get in trouble for that?” Blaine asked and that made Kurt a little nervous. He would’ve liked to just ignore what had happened and not to talk about that at all.

“I’ll deal with that later,” Kurt answered quickly and walked to the bed.  He threw himself down and tried to relax.

“You know, I’ve always wondered,” Blaine said as he crawled into the bed next to Kurt. “Didn’t you get trouble that time, when Burt walked in on us, while we were.. kissing that morning.”

That’s when Kurt realized that Blaine didn’t feel completely comfortable with talking about boundaries neither. Or maybe it was because he knew, that Kurt didn’t feel comfortable.

“Nah,” Kurt answered with as calm tone as possible and closed his eyes. “I mean, he was a little weird around me for a while, but I don’t think he really wants to talk about.. that kind of stuff anymore. I mean, you were the one who made him to give me the talk..”

“Oh, shut up,” Blaine laughed. They both seemed to finally realize that this discussion was actually a little awkward. They didn’t want to talk about.. intimacy yet. They just wanted to stay in this sweet and comfortable zone, where the only serious intimacy was cuddling and maybe, just maybe, sometimes they could get away with a few more kisses.

“You know, you never told me what my dad said to you that day..” That was enough to change the topic.

“There’s not much to tell,” Blaine shrugged and moved closer to Kurt. Kurt opened his eyes and turned his head, to take a look at Blaine. For a second it seemed that Blaine wanted to say something more, but instead of that, he smiled and planted a small kiss on Kurt’s lips.

That's when Kurt remembered the fact, that they hadn’t had a chance to kiss properly this day yet. They had agreed on minor intimacy in public, which practically meant no kissing in public, but now they were in Kurt’s house, in Kurt’s room behind the closed doors. That was a safe place for something bigger than just hand holding.

So Kurt pulled Blaine closer to kiss him more deeply this time, but he also pulled back, so that things wouldn’t get carried away again. He just wasn’t sure if there was something to stop them this time and it was better to stop it right now, when he still had some blood in his brain left. On the other hand, Kurt wondered when Blaine’s head fell down on bed next to him, it could be kind of celebrating. They could celebrate their first I-love-you thing, although it seemed so, so cheesy. They could celebrate it with some kind of make up session..  And god, Kurt Hummel actually liked that idea a lot, even though discussing intimacy boundaries felt weird.

“Hey, Blaine?” Kurt mumbled and slowly turned enough to face Blaine, who had also closed his eyes to relax.

“Hm?” Blaine hummed, eyes stayed closed.

“You know, since we kind of had an.. important day today, we could celebrate.”

Blaine smiled. Of course he understood, what Kurt was talking about. He probably even heard him thinking about it.

“And what exactly do you have in mind?” Blaine asked with a deep and oh-so-sexy voice.

Kurt placed his left hand on Blaine’s body and traced boy’s ribs with his fingers through the shirt.

“Well, the door is closed so..” he managed to say before Blaine’s eyes flew quickly and suddenly open. “We could use that..”

“Kurt,” Blaine almost whispered. It was hard to understand, if he wanted to stop them right there or if he wanted Kurt to crawl on top of him and just kiss him senseless. Maybe he wanted both.

But Kurt didn’t want to stop them there anymore. Yes, he didn’t want everything but it was safe to say that both of them wanted something so when Blaine pushed himself on his hands, Kurt moved closer and pressed his lip between Blaine’s. This simple kiss was enough to make Blaine completely forget about the struggle he was probably having and pull their mouths back together.

It was different than it was the last time they had kissed so long in this bed: it was slow and kind of gentle, but really deep maybe even sensual, like they would actually want to lick each other. This was a side of him that Kurt wasn’t aware of. Not before Blaine. And he didn’t completely understand it yet, but he could tell that it had something to do with teenager’s hormones. They kept up with that, not moving closer, it was all they really needed. Blaine took Kurt’s lower lip between his teeth few minutes later and Kurt pulled away after that, with a mischievous smile on his face while moved his left hand up to lay it on Blaine’s chest. He didn’t exactly puss him away, but it was enough for Blaine to understand.

“You see?” Kurt said with a little too high pitch. “We can stop without someone’s bad timing.”

Blaine smiled back and nodded. “We can,” he agreed and leaned closer again to kiss Kurt one last time.

Kurt stood up then, pulling Blaine up by hand as well.

“Come,” he spoke with a lower tone this time. “Let’s find something to eat. I’m starving.”

They walked to the kitchen, followed by Burt’s frown. While Kurt dig out some sandwich material, he heard another car pulling to the driveway. Probably Finn, Kurt thought and didn’t trouble himself with looking outside. When he heard the front door open, he could tell that he was right - it was Finn, but what Kurt didn’t realize was that Finn wasn’t alone.

“Hey!” Rachel’s positive voice echoed through the walls and made Kurt freeze. Damn, why were they still a couple? Kurt wondered angrily in his head.

He listened carefully, as they said their hellos to Burt and walked to the kitchen. Blaine was watching him – observed his exact reaction.

“Oh, hey guys!” Rachel greeted with a friendly tone. Even Finn seemed uncomfortable, Kurt wasn’t sure if it was because of the problems that Rachel and Kurt were having or because of the problem he had with Blaine for some reason.

“Hey,” Blaine answered with a small grin. Kurt nodded to Rachel and took the plate with sandwiches.

“Let’s eat in my room,” he uttered quietly to Blaine and walked out of the kitchen as soon as possible.

“Kurt,” Burt said with a warning tone when he saw them passing. Kurt knew immediately what he meant with that.

“Yeah dad, I won’t close the door so we couldn’t impregnate each other,” Kurt answered sarcastically, feeling a little nauseous of the whole situation he was running from. Ignoring his own words this time, he closed the door anyway and didn’t look at Blaine’s disapproving look.

They sat down on Kurt’s bed in silence because Kurt was obviously not in a mood to talk. He felt mad and sick, but as he finally dared to look at Blaine again, who was silent the whole time, he wanted to hit himself. Blaine sat there with him, just eating and not bothering with the questions, but still having no answers at all. Kurt felt like he had ruined this beautiful day.

“Are you okay?” Blaine asked when he finally noticed that Kurt was staring him. Kurt didn’t answer, just shrugged carelessly. “Should I.. leave?”

“Oh, no, no,” Kurt answered quickly. “No, the quite opposite actually. I think I should explain you some things..”

Blaine nodded and swallowed the last piece of his sandwich.

“You know, that you still don’t have to..” Blaine tried to tell but Kurt cut him off.

“I know,” he simply stated and put his half eaten sandwich also away. “The thing is, that me and Rachel.. we are really similar actually, or at least we were. We were each other’s competitors, probably still are, but you know, I haven’t been fighting for solos in the glee club anyway.. But you know we both have the same taste of kind of music and.. the same kind of dreams, ” Kurt stopped for a second to breath. He shouldn’t have talked about that. He didn’t want to discuss his dreams, it was too painful. “I guess that’s why we kind of had always hated each other. She didn’t like to anyone really, but uhm, we were just really competitive. Still, she was the only one or at least the first one, who noticed how lonely I was last year and she made her steps to help me. We sang some duets and she even let me to choose her new outfits. But as I became worse because of this.. Karofsky’s thing I didn’t want to let anyone in. Especially after I refused to transfer. She never really gave up and that was actually really frustrating.”

“But things were little different for me in New York. I felt better there, so I that’s where I tried to let her in. We had breakfast at Tiffany’s,” Kurt laughed at that memory. “We even sneaked in to Broadway and sang another duet and god, you have no idea, how much better I felt out there. We talked about our.. future plans.” Kurt felt a painful flick in his stomach. It was another thing with dreams, he didn’t want to even mention. Not even to Blaine. Especially not to Blaine. “And I really, really wanted to win nationals, because this was the only thing that kept me sane through the year. I worked so hard for this, trying to do my part as well as I could, but we didn’t. We didn’t win because of Finn’s and Rachel’s wicked love story, that had to be shared on the stage and that drove me insane. I got so mad and yelled at Rachel, saying all this bad stuff..” Kurt stopped himself again, because he felt like crying but the idea of this was ridiculous. He didn’t want to cry, at least not in front of Blaine.

“I mean, others were mad too, you know.. If you would’ve only seen Santana.. But I was the meanest and I hate myself for it. I don’t even know why I only yelled at Rachel, not at Finn.. Of course I was mad at him too, but I just threw all my anger on Rachel.”

Kurt stopped this time for good, looking down because he did not need to see Blaine’s pity gaze, when he did his best to look strong. Although Kurt knew that he was ready to tell Blaine about it still was hard to remind himself the memories that he had pressed down to forget for good.

“Have you tried to apologize?” Blaine asked then with a low and calm voice.

Kurt shook his head, confusing Blaine even more.

“No,” he answered. “When we came back from New York, I.. changed to worse again and I stopped socializing for good. That’s when I pushed Mercedes away and.. I ignored Rachel over the summer, when she came here with Finn and I was still too mad anyway.. And now it’s probably too late.” Kurt signed heavily. “Besides, I’m not sure if I want to apologize even now..”

“How come?” Blaine asked really carefully.

Kurt swallowed at that. He wasn’t sure how to say it correctly. “She uhm.. said some things about you that made me really mad again..”

Kurt didn’t have to look to know, that Blaine’s eyebrows rose instantly.

“About me?!”

“She believes you’re a spy,” Kurt stated then and tried to see Blaine’s reaction. “She dated a guy from Vocal Adrenaline in our sophomore year, who ended up making breakfast on her head.”

“Oh, god,” Blaine groaned and moved closer to Kurt. He took Kurt’s face between his hands and made the boy look straight to his eyes.  “You know, that I’m not a spy, right?” he asked. “I would never ever do that, and if you feel more comfortable, I can transfer back to Dalton.”

“No!” Kurt almost exhaled. “I mean, yes, I know you’re not a spy, which is weird, considering how much I usually trust people and I don’t want you to transfer back to Dalton. Not now, when you’re already here. It would be too painful to watch you go.”

Blaine shook his head and pulled Kurt into his embrace.

“I won’t go, unless you want me to,” Blaine whispered to Kurt’s ear. For a second Kurt thought about Blaine’s words, thinking, if that was the way to get Blaine go back to Dalton and keep him safe.. “I love you.”

“I love you too,” Kurt signed.

They stayed like that for a while, before Kurt let go of his painful thoughts for a second and started to felt the guilt building up.

“Sorry for ruining this celebrating,” Kurt apologized as he pulled away from Blaine’s hug.

“You didn’t ruin anything,” Blaine tried to assure with a light kiss, but Kurt didn’t really believe him this time.