Everything was really quiet when Kurt arrived to garage the next day. All he could hear was a radio with Katy Perry's song and someone humming along.

It was Blaine, who was changing a car's tire, and started singing ‘Teenage Dream' a lot louder, like he would share that song with Katy. Kurt stood there, on the other side of the garage and leaning on the wall, while listening him sing. Kurt had to admit, he was really good. Kurt had heard Blaine singing before, but he had never really noticed it.

"Suddenly it is crystal clear," Kurt said, when the song ended, "why you are the lead singer of the Warblers."

Blaine jumped at Kurt's voice. Immediately he was back on his feet, looking at Kurt, some kind of startle in his eyes.

This was the first time, when Kurt noticed his eyes:  brown, maybe even golden, sweet and kind of sad, like he had something to be sorry for.

"Kurt," Blaine mumbled under his breath and reached for radio, to turn it off. "Burt and Finn aren't around, they went to.. Westville for the day."

"Oh, I know," Kurt said and slowly started walking towards Blaine. And Kurt did know. He had heard Burt and Finn talking about it in the morning: how they had to drive out of Lima to help a client. "I came here to see you."

Blaine's eyebrows rose instantly.

"Me?" he asked with a surprised tone and watched how Kurt got closer to him.

"This is for you," Kurt stated, a little nervous and shaky himself and handed Blaine a coffee cup. "I feel like I kinda owe it to you after yesterday."

Blaine took the cup, but still questionable and confused look on his face.

"It wasn't exactly the nicest introducing. I can be kinda bitchy...."

Blaine chuckled as he took a sip of his coffee, while Kurt did the same.

"I wouldn't call it bitchy," Blaine said then and Kurt shot him an amused look. "Not really wanting to talk, maybe."

Kurt swallowed and turned his head, to not look into Blaine's eyes.
"I'm guessing you still don't," Blaine signed then.

Kurt walked over to the chair, not really far away from the car that Blaine was working on, and sat.

"Look, I get it," Blaine said then, as he turned back to his work. "You've had a rough year and you don't want to relive it with sharing. I've been there. But I hope you know, that closing yourself to other people, won't make it better.

Kurt's heart raced as he frowned at Blaine's words.

"What my dad told you?"

"Oh, nothing," Blaine answered quickly, when he saw Kurt's expression.  "Just that you've had a rough year and he wanted you to transfer to Dalton."

"So it's something that Finn said?" Kurt guessed and with that Blaine's face fell. Blaine checked Kurt's expression again, before he continued, doubtfully.

"Well, he just expresses his anger a lot, while he's working.  He keeps going on about something, that you said to his girlfriend and how ungrateful you are after all he did for you.."

Kurt froze, unsure, how to react. So he just stayed there with no expression, while Blaine checked him again, probably feeling slightly guilty for saying the things he just said.

"Well, you can't blame him," Kurt spoke a few moments later with a shaky voice.  He tried to stay calm, but he really wanted to go back home, to his room, where no one was around and just lock himself there for the rest of the day.

Blaine on the other hand, obviously felt terribly uncomfortable, so he just kept up with his work.

Neither of them didn't say a word for couple of minutes, while Kurt was trying to deal with what he had just heard.  When he sensed the reality again, Kurt peeked at Blaine, just to take a look at him, while he wasn't watching.

Kurt had to admit: Blaine really was terribly handsome and attractive. And a sheer fact, that he really was gay, almost drove Kurt insane. So yeah, he decided, maybe he really could go for Blaine: for the start, he could just talk with someone, who might understand him better.

"There was this bully," he started with a quiet tone. He knew that Blaine would hear him. "David Karofsky, who just pushed me around and slushed me all the time. But starting this year, it all became worse and now he was like.. always around. So one day, out of nowhere I found this weird.. courage in me, that I didn't have before. And after he had pushed me again, I followed him to the locker room and asked him, why he was doing this do me and he just.. kissed me."

Blaine's eyes grew wide as he turned his face to take a look at Kurt.

"It was quite a shock, but I shoved him away. I guess it was shock for him too, so fortunately he left after that. And uhm, I've never told anyone about it.."

"Why?" Blaine squeaked at surprise.

"Because," Kurt answered. "I'm not the kind of person, who would push someone out of the closet. I know, how hard it can be, so I never told anyone, that he kissed me."

Blaine nodded, silently saying that he understands.

"But after that, Karofsky threatened to kill me, if I ever told anybody him. Still, I told my dad that he threatened to kill me and that's why he wanted me to transfer."

Kurt stopped for a second, trying to breath normally again, before continuing.

 "Me and Karofsky.. worked things out for the end of the school year and he apologized, so I guess it ended up quite well. He transfers next year, so hopefully, it will get better, but you know.. it wasn't exactly the perfect version of the first kiss.."

By the time Kurt had courage to look at Blaine again, Blaine had already stood up and walked a little closer to him. His eyes were filled with commiseration.

"I'll buy you a lunch," Blaine said then and walked over the dressing room to change.

"Those blazers are not so awful!" Blaine exclaimed over his lunch.

Kurt laughed. "You're right," he told Blaine. "Maybe not on EVERYONE, but wearing the same damn thing every SINGLE  day, you have to admit, this is certainly not the best part of private school!"
 
"Well, uniform is not the reason to not to go to Dalton. It's still a great school."

"You keep repeating that," Kurt pointed out quietly.

"Yeah, sorry," Blaine apologized

Silence followed. Not heavy, or awkward, just a short silence, when they both took a chance to just eat for a second.

"Do think that I should have transferred? " Kurt asked then.

Blaine took a moment before answering.

"Maybe," he said. "Like I said, Dalton is a great school and it's safe, but the funny thing is, that if you had asked me about Dalton before this.. kissing thing," Blaine lowered his voice for that. "Then I would have told you how I didn't have any courage at my old school and how I ran from bullies."

Kurt let himself to drown into Blaine's beautiful eyes, as they both looked directly at each other.

"But you know," Blaine signed and turned his face back to his food. "I understand why you didn't want to transfer. I know that Dalton is not an option for everyone."

Kurt nodded slowly and silence followed again.

"So, when you said that those blazer don't look awful on EVERYONE, then who exactly, did you meant?"

Kurt smiled shyly, trying not to start blushing.

"You're impossible," he told Blaine and had another bite of his lunch. It was the first time after months, when he had an appetite.