“Hey,” Blaine smiled, when Kurt opened the door on Saturday.

“Hey yourself,” Kurt smiled back and let him in.

“Missed you,” Blaine said as he pulled Kurt to a hello kiss.

It seemed that every kiss was initiated by Blaine. He didn’t really mind, but now he started wondering, if there was any specific reason for that. What if Kurt didn’t like all this kissing and closeness? What if he wasn’t comfortable? That would have made sense, considering what he’d been through.

Kurt dragged him to the living room, they sat on the sofa and Kurt put on a Broadway musical. As they watched it, Kurt lifted himself, slowly starting to rely against Blaine, until Blaine put his arm around Kurt and tugged him closer, so Kurt head was on Blaine’s shoulder. It wasn’t the most comfortable position for neither of them, but Blaine could fee Kurt’s breathing that way and that was really relaxing.

“Where are everybody else?” Blaine asked, when he realized how oddly quiet the house was.

“Finn is out with Rachel, Carole is running some errands and Burt didn’t find anything better to do, than spend more time at the garage.”

Blaine smiled at that. Burt was always kind of restless soul and it seemed to Blaine, that Kurt would be too, if he hadn’t been through this depression. Was he getting better? Blaine couldn’t really say.

Almost half an hour later, someone’s car pulled by the house and Kurt straightened up. “It’s my dad,” he mumbled.

A minute later, Burt entered the house, to Blaine’s surprise, Finn and a brown haired girl behind him. Blaine concluded, that it was Rachel, Finn’s girlfriend. Kurt had also noticed that. Blaine could tell, that Kurt became weirdly intense, when he saw them.

“Hey,” Burt said, when they walked to the living room. “Finn’s car broke down, so I brought them here for a while, if it’s okay.”

Kurt swallowed. Hard.

“Blaine, do you mind, if we stop watching and go to my room?”  he asked then, with a high and nervous tone.

Blaine froze for a second. The idea of him and Kurt being in Kurt’s room seemed a little awkward. But it shouldn’t be weird, he told himself. It’s just not a comfort zone yet.

“Sure,” Blaine almost whispered.

Blaine followed Kurt to his room, leaving Finn, Rachel and Burt behind, who all looked at them with suspicious looks, until they were out of sight.

“Classy,” was all that Blaine could really say, when they stepped into the room.  Beige walls and furniture of dark wood.

“I’m sorry,” Kurt signed, still talking nervously when he finally closed the door. “You’ve probably figured out yourself, that me and Rachel don’t really get along..”

Blaine smiled a bit, just pulling the corners of his mouth up. Kurt rambled and walked a little too far away from him.

“Kurt,” Blaine said with a warm tone and walked closer to him. “It’s okay. I get it.”

Kurt’s face lighted up a little with relief when Blaine rubbed gently his right hand’s thumb over Kurt’s cheek as he held boy’s face. Kurt’s eyes darkened a bit when Blaine looked directly into them.

“Besides, I’m more than sure, that you know those Broadway musicals by heart anyway and you have those records somewhere right here.”

Kurt smiled and pulled away from Blaine’s hand. Blaine felt a little disappointed and tried not to take it personally. He is just finding some music, Blaine repeated in his head and looked for distraction with looking around the room. He notices the picture on the night table by the bed.

“Is this your mum?” he asked as he took the frame to take a better look. Blaine knew that Kurt’s mother died, when he eight. Surprisingly, this was something that Kurt had told him about. Blaine wondered if talking about his mother just didn’t hurt so much anymore or if Kurt had told him that just to clarify this weird family situation.

Kurt looked up at from his loudspeakers from the other side of the room to see, what Blaine asks about.

“Oh, yes,” he answered just when he turned his ipod in with some quiet music.

“You look a lot like her.”

Kurt smiled a bit sadly when he walked over to bed. Blaine was surprised, how close he actually came.

“My dad keeps repeating that,” Kurt said and took the picture in his hand. “He says that I remind him her every day. Or at least I used to..” With that, Kurt put the picture down and looked at Blaine, who can’t help but feel confused and uncomfortable. “I’m sorry,” Kurt apologized when he somehow understood Blaine’s feelings and sat down to the bed. Blaine sat next to him. “There just a lot I should tell you about, but the more I think about it, the more I’m afraid, that you will understand, how big mess up you’re dating with.”

“Hey, stop right there,” Blaine swallowed, as the words didn’t want to come out easily. It wasn’t the easiest thing to talk about, since they usually ignored that theme. “You’re not a mess up, you’ve had some rough time. And I told you: I don’t want you to tell me anything, you don’t feel comfortable with.”

Kurt smiled lightly again.

“You just gonna have to.. take these broken wings and learn to fly,” Blaine almost whispered then and regretting it immediately.

Kurt frowned a little, but it didn’t stop the smile.

“Actually, if we’re already talking about that.. I would like to ask something,” Blaine said then, hoping that Kurt would just ignore his whisper.

Kurt’s smiled disappeared immediately.

“No, don’t worry,” Blaine added quickly, when he saw Kurt’s expression. “It’s nothing bad. It’s just that, I’ve had a great couple of days and I know, that we’re not supposed to feel completely comfortable with this closeness yet and I understand, that it may be hard for you after your.. past but I’m starting to wonder, if I should.. back off a little?”

“Back off?” Kurt asked a few seconds later, when had looked at Blaine with a confused look. “By closeness, you mean like.. kissing?”

Blaine nodded carefully.

“Oh, no, Blaine, no,” Kurt said then. “No, no. That’s not what it is. No, no.”

“You know, that I wouldn’t be mad..” Blaine tried to say, but Kurt moved so fast, that Blaine couldn’t even realize it, until their lips were clued.

“I’m comfortable,” Kurt panted and held Blaine’s face close. It kind of became their thing: the face holding, trying to express caring, when they didn’t know how to put it into words. “I mean, yes, it’s a bit awkward to me, because I’ve become like.. really shy, which is so not, what used to be.. But no, I’m not uncomfortable or anything. And that Karofsky’s thing is nothing like this. It’s almost a forgotten case. So no, unless you don’t want it, you don’t have to back off.”

Blaine felt relieved with that, so much better and smiled. He brought Kurt’s face closer to kiss him again, but then they realized that they are sitting on Kurt’s bed and it’s not really appropriate.

“But still,” Kurt said when they broke apart and fell down to the bed to lie. “I should tell you more about myself, it’s actually really selfish of me to keep that all to myself, when we agreed on being boyfriends.”

Blaine shrugged to that. It was probably the first time, that Kurt had used to word ‘boyfriend’ to describe him.

“I mean,” Kurt continued. “You haven’t even heard me sing. Oh god, you haven’t heard me sing. You’re probably going to broke up with me, when you’ll hear me sing.”

“What?!” Blaine exhaled and leaned on his elbow, so he could look down to Kurt. “That’s completely ridiculous.”

“I sing like a girl.”

“You do not.”

Kurt frowned to that. “How would you know? I mean, yes, we’ve probably met each other at the competition before, but I’m sure, that my voice was just melted to the background. And I don’t recall actually singing around you. I actually haven’t sing at all over this summer..”

“Well that’s not true,” Blaine said. With that, he was busted.

Kurt looked at him demandingly. So Blaine just gave up.

“Yeah, about that Beatles verse before..” Blaine signed. “I heard you singing ‘Blackbid’ on Monday.”

“What?!”

“Burt sent me here to take my last paycheck, I’m sure he did it on purpose but so I came here and waited Finn to find it and you were singing here..”

“That’s so embarrassing. I mean I heard you ringing the doorbell and I wondered who you are, but I thought it was just one of Finn’s friends who stopped by or something..” Kurt said with a rush under his breath and blushed.

“Believe me, it’s should be nothing but embarrassing,” Blaine assured. Kurt gave him a questionable look. “That was actually the reason, why I started to wonder, if I have feelings for you..”

Kurt was silent, just gazing at Blaine.

“God, that must have been the cheesiest line I’ve ever said.”

Kurt laughed, actually laughed at that, not just smiled. Blaine had heard him laugh only few times before, so it was nice to hear that again. Kurt pulled Blaine down to a lovely kiss and Blaine decided not to bring up what Mercedes had told him that day..