Blaine didn’t mention NYADA again.  Kurt found it a little weird but it suited for him. He didn’t want to talk about his future; he didn’t want THINK about their future and he knew that denial wasn’t the best option but it just hurt too much no matter what Blaine’s promises were.

It was a little hard at first to get by his lost but Kurt knew how to manage a brave face so the only one who actually saw him down, was Blaine. But it became easier when he heard the news that his father had won the congressional election against Sue and Blaine did also his best to sheer him up.

Kurt let himself enjoy kissing Blaine and he couldn’t be more thankful for the fact that Blaine’s parents drove away for the weekend again. It was a quiet Sunday in Blaine’s empty house, mostly consisting kissing and roaming hands and cuddling and no clothes and it didn’t even matter that Kurt couldn’t spend the night: they had the whole day instead.

“You spend a lot of time in Blaine’s house lately,” Burt said over the dinner on Sunday. Kurt felt the blush rising on his cheeks. “What’s up with that?”

Kurt pressed his lips together and tightened his hold on the fork without even noticing it.

“Just hanging out,” he shrugged as carelessly as he could. Acting wasn’t so easy around his father because Burt was quite observant person.

Burt narrowed his eyes on Kurt, trying to study his son. Kurt was ready for more questions and awkward answers but that never came.

“Well, you seem a shit load happier,” Burt commented instead and Kurt almost choke on his food. Carole shot a disapproving but smiley look to her husband but didn’t say anything.

“Good morning Kurt,” Rachel smiled on Monday morning before their first class. Blaine and Mike were busy with discussing football and Kurt felt quite bored so he didn’t really mind talking with Rachel. After all, they had just mended their.. friendship or whatever it was.

“Hi,” Kurt answered but realized then that he didn’t have any idea what to start a conversation with.

“So did you send your application for NYADA?” she inquired. Of course that is something to start a conversation with. For second it seemed to Kurt that Blaine raised his eyebrows and moved a little closer. Like he was trying to hear them while listening Mike.

“Uhm, no,” Kurt gulped and tensed.

“What? Kurt!” Rachel hissed hysterically to that. “Do you know how close the deadline is? What are you waiting for?!”

“Rachel,” Kurt mumbled then and turned to look straightly into her eyes. “I’m not going to apply for NYADA.”

“Why not?!”

“I’m not going to get in!”

“Is it about the class president thing because I’m sorry and I’m quite sure it would-“

Kurt shook his head, losing the track of Rachel’s words and didn’t let Rachel finish:

“Rachel, stop. I’m not blaming you. I wouldn’t have gotten in anyway. It doesn’t matter..”

Rachel stopped, to Kurt’s surprise but kept looking at him with intensity.

“So you’re not applying for your NYADA, not because you don’t want it but because you think you can’t get in?” she questioned then. That question hit him and made Kurt speechless because yes, maybe it was true..

“Rachel, please leave it,” Kurt sighed. He didn’t miss the strange look that Rachel and Blaine shared for a moment.

“It’s so crazy. I’m sitting over there, checking out this guy, and all of a sudden I’m like, “Wait a second.. I know this hair”!” Are you kidding me?! “What’s up buddy, haven’t seen you online! Hi, Kurt.”

Kurt would have gladly rather talk about his idiotic brother than talk with.. him.

“We’ve been really busy with glee club-“

“-practicing for sectionals. Together.” Kurt placed his hand on Blaine’s. He had never cared less about disapproving looks they can get for this.

Kurt didn’t know where his courage for sassiness came from. He knew now, that there was nothing between Blaine and Sebastian but he couldn’t help but feel protective. He almost scared himself with saying all these things to Sebastian when Blaine went for the refill. It’s like he put on this mask he didn’t even know he had.

„Let's get a few things straight.“ Sebastian stated. „Blaine's too good for you, New Directions is a joke, and one of us has a hard luck case of the 'gay face', and it ain't me. Odds are by the end of the school year, I'll have Blaine and a Nationals trophy, and you'll have khakis and a Lima Bean apron, and that gay face.“ Even though Kurt wore that mask, he still felt like something had hit his stomach. He felt like bleeding.

“You smell like craigslist,” he muttered just before Blaine returned and held on on that cramped smirk.

“What are you talking about?” Blaine asked as he sat down again.

“Duh, next time we’re going out drinking, killer!” Sebastian answered and, thank god, stood up again. “You take care of that Warbler, Kurt.”

Blaine just frowned when Sebastian left and took a sip of his refilled cup. Kurt let the mask fall down, relaxing his muscles from that smile but didn’t let himself fall apart. He decided not to mention that chat with Sebastian to Blaine, hoping he can just forget it.

New Directions were a mess that week and while everybody else tried to figure out what to do in Sectionals without Rachel, Kurt didn’t get his mind off of Sebastian. Everything was happening so fast and suddenly Finn came out with this idea of Sam moving in with them.

“Let me get this straight,” Blaine said over the phone one night after Kurt had told him about Sam. “The guy, you used have crush on, is moving in with you?”

Kurt chuckled.

“Do I hear jealousy?” he mumbled with a huge smile. Something warm flushed in his stomach. It was a good thing that they were talking over the phone and Blaine didn’t saw him that moment: Kurt was sure, he’s grin was weird. And he also had to admit to himself that he was a little sensitive with talking about jealousy so it was a little easier to ask it over the phone, without Blaine looking into his eyes.

“Maybe..?” Blaine answered carefully. Maybe even too carefully.

“Blaine, the guy is straight,” Kurt argued.

“We all have had feelings for straight guys..”

“Oh, really?” Kurt smirked. Now he was interested. He really wanted to ask what was behind that statement but Blaine didn’t really give him a chance to do that.

“Tha- That’s not the point right now..” Blaine stuttered quickly then and Kurt could almost feel his boyfriend’s blush through the phone.  “My point is that the he is moving in with you. And straight or not, there can be.. feelings.”

“Okay, first of all,” Kurt sighed heavily as he dropped down to his bed. “Sam’s not moving in with me.” Kurt also had to admit that it was a little weird, especially when he said it out loud. “He just needs a place to stay because he’s family is living in Kentucky and we need him in New Directions. He will be living in the guest’s room. Secondly, there weren’t any feelings and there won’t be. I was just lonely and I thought he was gay because he died his hair. Sam’s a great guy, he was probably the most protective one when the shit with Karofsky started..”

Blaine didn’t respond right away, but he was still there:  Kurt could hear his breathing.

“Oh, wow,” Blaine finally breathed. “I didn’t know that. I mean, I was just trying to be cute and funny but.. oh wow..”

Kurt let out a shaky laugh.

“Don’t worry, you are cute and funny. You don’t have to try.”

Kurt’s mind drifted back to jealousy and Sebastian. He was scared, of course he was. He loved and needed Blaine and any factor that could break them up made Kurt worry. The thought of that hurt so much that Kurt forgot for a moment that he was still on the phone with Blaine.

“Kurt?” Blaine asked when the silence sink in, both of them taking a moment to process their conversation.

“Hm?”

“I love you,” Blaine uttered like he would’ve had heard Kurt’s thinking.

Kurt smiled to that, forgetting about Sebastian for a second.

“I love you too.”

“It means that I’m not for sale!”

Holy shit did that just happen?! Kurt’s mind was yelling.

“Forget it.” Blaine turned around and left the room just before Kurt stood up and opened his mouth.

“WHAT THE HELL GUYS?!” Kurt said, yelling this time out loud. “What is wrong with you?”

Everybody was watching Kurt with wide eyes, including Mr. Shuester. Kurt wanted to say more, yell more but he couldn’t think of something. He wasn’t even sure why. This was just a stupid argument between Sam and Blaine and all Kurt wanted to do was scream. Some weird rage appeared in him and Kurt had to fight with himself that moment to not let that out.

He turned to walk after Blaine but somebody stopped him.

“Kurt, I’ll go,” Finn stated and put his arm on Kurt’s shoulder. Kurt immediately shrug it off. He was too angry.

“Oh, please, Finn. Don’t even try to play the hero here. You’ve had a problem with him from the day he transferred,” Kurt answered with snarky voice.

“What are you-“

“Finn, don’t,” Kurt cut him off and turned to look into his brother’s eyes. “Don’t make a fool out of yourself again. You had no problem with working with him in garage over the summer but as soon as he transferred, you became jealous because he can sing twice as good as you and he can actually dance.”

Everything came out of Kurt so quickly that he didn’t even have a chance to think about his words. Finn stared at him blankly, not saying anything. Kurt could hear other’s tension and swallowing which reminded him that they were still in the choir room.

Kurt was about to turn away when Finn stopped him again.

“Do you know where he could’ve gone?”

“Finn..” Kurt sighed heavily.

“Please, Kurt. Let me fix this,” Finn begged kind of brokenly.. sincerely?

Kurt was too tired to deal with this. He hesitated before he answered. “I’m guessing he’s in the gym, boxing..”

Finn looked at Kurt thankfully before heading to the gym.

Whatever Finn had said to Blaine, it had worked. The two of them seemed actually too friendly when they arrived to Hummel-Hudson’s house that day. Finn and Blaine sat to the kitchen, going on and on about some football game that Kurt didn’t understand (why did it always have to be a football?) and ate sandwiches that Kurt made. He wasn’t sure how it was possible but somehow their discussion smoothly moved from football to fixing cars so Kurt could finally understand what they were talking about.

Blaine stayed for the dinner that night and even though he was mostly too busy with talking to Burt or Finn, Kurt didn’t mind. He felt relieved and new kind of happy that this problem had finally resolved.

It felt amazing: to sing and dance on the stage. It felt so good, he could get lost to it. He loved and enjoyed every second of it, smirking evilly to Sebastian. This was where he felt the most confident, this where he knew how stand without anybody’s help.

Kurt was happy about their win, how things worked out but seeing his dear Mercedes, who has been one of the closest friends for him for the longest time, loose the competition made Kurt’s heat ache. He missed her: they were still friends but both of them had been too busy to really get to together. So when the Troubletones finally came back to New Directions, Kurt’s heart bloomed. It was an amazing end for the day.

Only thing that made him frown was how Blaine looked at Mike and Tina when they were talking to Mike’s dad. Kurt couldn’t really hear the conversation but it seemed that Blaine could. Something lighted on Blaine’s face suddenly even more: his eyes twirled with excitement but Kurt just thought it was because of the winning.

Kurt also didn’t miss the moment when Blaine said something to Rachel as they walked away for a moment. He decided not to intrude them right away and made a mental note to ask about that later, if he won’t forget..