Betad by: LuigiMc1997

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"Close your mouth sir, youre drooling," Kurt said as a way of greeting as he sat across the table that he had reserved for their date-which is Blaines code for Operation: Forever Young. Kurt had a headache after Blaine had kept on insisting that particular title for his plan during their phone call earlier that morning.

"I told you to not call me sir anymore, Kirk," Blaine warned Kurt after he finally averted his eyes from the waitress who passed by their table. "It doesnt sound like were dating."

"What?" Blaine asked innocently when Kurt bitch-glared at him over the restaurant menu. "What did I do now?"

"Okay, let me get this clear," Kurt started as he folded back the menu, interlaced his fingers over the table and leaned over it. "Me, calling you sir will not make them suspicious of our relationship. It just meant that we treat each other professionals when we are in the office and our affair happened outside the premise of the office. Its our excuse that even if we lie that weve been dating for a month now, no one is suspicious that you are gay."

"But-" Blaine tried opening his mouth to say something, but Kurt was not having any of it. Blaine knew that he should have been annoyed or angry at Kurt for being too bossy, but surprisingly, he is not. He does not know the reason why he always let Kurt dictate his actions-which wasnt the usual way for him- people follow him and not the other way around.

"Uh-uh! Im not yet finished. You, calling me Kirk will make them suspicious that were not a couple, you dont know your boyfriends real name is-"

"Kurt," Blaine had successfully intervened Kurts explanation. "Kurt Elizabeth Hummel, I know your name. I just prefer calling you, Kirk. Its my pet name for you."

"Use other names, just not Kirk. I dont want to be called Kirk," Kurt said softly as he leaned back on his seat.

"Why? Kirk really suits you," Blaine wondered with furrowed eyebrows. "Its just a nickname, why make a big deal out of it."

"Its just... it gives me chills whenever you call me that," Kurt said as he rubbed his crossed hands over his arms. "Think of another one."

Blaine was still curious about the nickname but he didnt have a chance to ask again since the waitress he was subtly checking out before came back to their table to ask their orders.

"Are you ready to order, sir?" The waitress asked flirtatiously at Blaine, not even paying attention to the other man who kept on giving her endless eye rolls.

"Well have Ceasar salad for appetizer. One order of chicken pesto, mixed vegetables as its side dish and one Medium-well steak with Chimichurri sauce, a glass of Red wine for him and Spring water for me," Kurt ordered for him and Blaine since his boss is too busy checking out the waitress.

"Ill be right back with your appetizers, sir," The waitress said after she made a mental note of their order and repeating it only to Blaine. She then retrieved the menu from the men and made her way back to the kitchen door.

"Another reason for them to get suspicious is the way you undressed that waitress with your eyes, continue doing that and no one will really believe this ridiculous plan of yours," Kurt scowled as he drank the water to refresh his throat from all the talking he had done just now. "Do you really want to do this? Because you arent seem that dedicated to finish it."

"Can you really blame me?" Blaine pouted, "Its been so long since Ive had sex. My libido had a mind of its own, who knows what itll do next?"

"Yeah, but thats why they invented masturbation for," Kurt said casually.

"Which isnt enough for me. Seriously? Havent you ever had the urge just to rip off her clothes and get dirty?" Blaine asked curiously.

"No. Im gay." Kurt answered simply, as if it wasnt a question.

"But she still has an ass. I mean you-uhmm... ASS, its still an ass Kurt. That doesnt do anything for you?" Blaine stumbled with his words, not knowing how he could point out what he had meant without being offensive to Kurt, which he actually had failed to do the moment he commented about Kurts disinterest at the womans backside.

"No," Kurt answer was clipped-hinting at Blaine that their conversation is over. However, with just once glance at Blaine; he knew that the shorter man is still looking for an explanation. "Fine. Picture it like this, if I stood up right now, bend my body and displayed my ass in front of your face, would that make you hard?" Kurt asked crudely, not ashamed at the vulgar terms that he had used since he knew that Blaine was the only who can hear their conversation.

"Uhmm... uh..." Blaine started as he picture Kurt bending over him and presenting his sweet porcelain ass for Blaine to enjoy.

"Exactly! You wont," Kurt answered for him, detaching Blaine from his own imagination. "Just like me with girls, Im not interested in having anal sex with them, or any sex with them for that matter."

Blaine nodded before he wiped a thin layer of cold sweat from his forehead. "Yeah... youre right. It doesnt do anything to me," he said through gritted teeth as he moved agitatedly on his seat.

Kurt raised an eyebrow at his action, but decided not to ask him about it-he let the issue go, so they could focus more on the real purpose of this date. He crossed his legs under the table and positioned himself comfortably before gesturing to Blaine to start his explanation about the plan. "So what are we going to do since you have a blind date set for tomorrow?"

"How did you know about that?" Blaine asked him, knowing full well that he had never mentioned to Kurt about his date arrangements before.

"Santana," Kurt replied almost immediately, not meeting Blaines eyes as he fiddled with the corner of the table napkin.

"So youve been talking with her?" Kurt only answered with an affirmative sound, gaze still focused on the table top.

"Okay, whatever," Blaine shrugged, uncaring. "So the plan is simple, what we need to do first is to flirt with one another. Puppy eyes and all that jazz. Second is ruining the blind date set up by Grandmere, it supposed to be subtle, but a one time- big time thing. Third is most likely to happen after weve ruined the blind date; coming out to my grandparents. Then we just have to act more as a couple until the last phase; the break-up, easy right?"

"You know, its kind of unusual to see you do something... uhmm... substantial," the last word became more of a question than a statement. "Why dont you act like this at work?" Kurt asked.

"Dont feel like it," Blaine shrugged like it was a usual response for him. "It bores me."

Kurt knew he should say something to Blaine, but decided against it since the curly haired man is still his boss and he doesnt really should care about Blaines way of living. And its also because their waitress-the same waitress that Blaine had been checking out and who was flirting with him-was back with their appetizers.

The waitress carefully put a big bowl of salad in the middle of the square table and placed small plates on Kurt and Blaines side. She held the tray with her left hand and turned to Blaine. "Can I help you with anything else sir?"

"One order of frozen hot chocolate, but served it after were finished with the main dish."

"Noted, sir. Will there be anything else?" She asked flirtatiously, fluttering her eyelashes to provoke the short man to ask for her phone number.

"Put two straws on that chocolate," Blaine replied as he reached for Kurts hand over the table. "I want to share it with my boyfriend."

"Oh... oh..." The worker was stunned from embarrassment for flirting with gay man. "Yes, sir. Right away, sir," she said in a hurry, wanting to be anywhere but there, and scurried off to the safety of the kitchen.

"That was mean," Kurt said with a smile, trying to control his laughter with his other hand. "You were just checking her out earlier and now youve embarrassed her."

"I was just distracted by her ass. If I didnt do that, she might come on to me more and I might not control myself and just bend her over this table," Blaine said as he put vegetables on his plate, cut it to smaller pieces and carefully stabbed it with his fork.

"Classy," Kurt said sarcastically, but he knew that Blaine was just exaggerating so he let his comment slide. "So when do you intend to start this whole act?"

"Now," Blaine answered him as he lifted his fork for Kurt to take a bite from it.

The latter was unfazed with his flirtatious act and just rolled his eyes at the former before taking the vegetables into his mouth.

"Phase one has now commenced," Blaine cheered as he watched Kurt chew the food.

The eerie silence that clouded the room made Artie choke more with his own saliva. Artie just finished his report in front of the Design and Marketing Team-not the whole department; just the chosen employees involved for the new project-and he was now waiting for his boss verdict.

"Sir?" Artie gulped, his trembling hands clutched the wheels of his wheelchair tightly.

Blaine Devon Anderson was a man of many talents. He was smart, charismatic and handsome, its the reason why many women would fall on their knees just to suck- talk to him. It was just a pity that others saw him imprudent because he was never serious with his work; it had always been FUN, FUN and FUN for him, never really serious.

Blaine was the heir to a well-known Car Company; Mistral. He had been raised in a family where anything he wanted, he got. In short, he was a spoiled 26-year old man, basically a rich-not-so-much-kid. Even his job as the Senior Design Officer was given automatically by his grandparents after he graduated college, so he didnt see the point of being serious in his work when he knew that he could never be fired.

The design team was often partnered with the Marketing Team in collaboration projects. Santana, Blaines best friend, was the head of the marketing team and she knew what Blaines capabilities were. She knew that her best friend was lazy, but if given the right motivation could be a priceless asset for the company. Still, she doesnt trust him with the decisions regarding the business operation, but she knew that her best friend had an eye on design trends. So far, Blaines approved designs have never once failed. Santana supported him with his decisions, just with this though, everything else, she does it for him instead.

So whenever Anderson disapproves the proposal it means on no account that no one can change his mind. However, thats also what Santana and the rest of the design team hated about Blaine; he would only literally say no or yes, without any sort of further explanation. Blaine doesnt like to trouble himself with-which he thinks-meaningless work; he let his subordinates find out what was lacking with the plan because he was too lazy to point it out.

At Mistral, Blaine was well-known as the Sadistic Sloth or maybe the Sadistic Slut, no one really knows which is which because both are true anyway, no matter what Blaine does.

"What do you think, sir?" Artie asked again, flicking his eyes from Blaine to Santana. Artie wasnt actually afraid of Blaine; he was more afraid of his other boss, Santana Lopez. He knew that if Blaine disapproves of his design, he will get an earful of insults from the Marketing head and not from his direct supervisor. He had had enough of being called useless in so many languages.

The occupants in the room had expected for Blaine to utter only one word and it would be over; thats how they usually conducted this kind of meeting. What they didnt expect was for Blaine to straighten in his seat at the end of the rectangular office table, lean his elbows on it and rest his chin over his clasped hands.

"Kurt," Blaine called softly after twisting his head on the right to look at the pale man who was sitting alone beside the door, separated from the other workers.

Kurt had only been working in Mistral for a month, he still couldnt participate in any meetings; how-ever, he could be in there as an observer, preparing him for the tasks he will take in the future. For every meeting he had attended, he always had a notebook and a pencil with him. He would jot down important notes; such as the objectives, target market, due date and other important facts during the meeting. It had always been a habit of his to make amendments on the designs presented during the conference, but he still could not voice his opinions yet because he was a newbie, so he kept his design to himself for future reference-when he was the one presenting his own design in front.

"Excuse me sir?" Kurt said; startled. He was in his own world; he was re-making Arties design in his notebook when Blaine uttered his name. His presence was never acknowledged in this meeting, so he was surprised when Blaine called his attention.

Blaine smiled softly at him and leaned back on his chair. "What do you think of the design?" Blaine repeated for him.

"Umm.. uhh..." Kurt started, loss if he should voice his opinions or not. "I think... umm..." He glanced back at Artie, eyes asking for permission if he could share his ideas about the design.

Artie, alongside the other employees, had not yet recovered from the initial shock that Blaine had bothered asking the opinion of the design staff, a newbie even. This was the first time that Blaine had shown interest with work and they were wondering why the sudden change. When Artie finally noticed the questioning glance from Kurt, he nodded his head approvingly; not really offended that his boss asked Kurt, he was actually intrigued for that matter.

"Uhmm.., I think that we should lessen the edges for the headlights," Kurt said from his position, pointing at the design being shown from the projector. "... and the roof should be more flat; to make it more enticing for our target market," Kurt said giddily, pointing out the parts for improvement, while glancing at his own design.

"Can you show me your notebook?" Blaine asked when he realized that Kurt had been looking at the object on his hand.

Kurt eagerly walked to Blaine, showing the design he had drawn. He was too excited to notice the raised of eyebrows and snapping of necks towards them by his coworkers. He had only been working for a month, so he didnt know that this was an unusual occurrence for his colleagues.

Kurt stopped beside Blaine, handed him his notebook, bent forward so his head would level with Blaines and pointed with his pencil the amendment he had made from Arties design.

"This..." he pointed the rear end picture of the car drawn on the notebook. "... should be more round-"he didnt finish his sentence as he let out a faint squeak when Blaine rounded his right arm onto Kurts back and holds his hips, slowly caressing it with his thumb.

The squeak was quiet but Blaines action was loud enough for all the workers inside to see why Kurt yelped, and for them to realize the reason behind Blaines sudden attentiveness towards the newbie.

The five other occupants, aside from Santana, had simultaneously bitten their tongue or faked a cough to prevent themselves from asking questions like Are you two fucking? or When did you find out that you were gay sir? Instead they glanced among themselves, silently asking these questions, but to no avail, no one seemed to know how that happened.

Even Chandler, the Gossip King, who technically should know every rumor in the company was surprised about this development or Kitty, who was Santanas assistant, had never heard of it. Mercedes, who had been Kurts friend and mentor for the past month even felt betrayed by Kurt for not telling her that he had that kind of relationship with Blaine.

"Sir?" Kurt glanced at Blaine sideways-their faces were only inches apart-smiling but his eyes were glaring at Blaine.

"Hmm?" Blaine responded smilingly at Kurt. He then used his left hand to slowly brush the hair that fell on Kurts forehead and tucked it behind his ear. "Yes?"

"The... uhmm... uh... " Kurt stuttered, blushing furiously at Blaines gesture.

They stared at each other for a minute. Kurt was frozen in his position because he was too surprised by their sudden closeness and also because he was too embarrassed to look at his colleagues, and Blaine was enjoying Kurts reaction way too much to move, wondering how those pale cheeks could turn to rosy red in an instant.

"Okay, now you just made my day worse," Santana complained at the couple. She swiftly stood up from her position, seated adjacently from Blaine, and proceeded to walk out from the meeting room.

Santanas shout was like water thrown at Kurt; he immediately stood up, breaking their gaze, and turned his back to Blaine.

"Okay, guys... 20 minutes break..." Tina announced to the employees, trying to disperse the awkwardness that had clouded up inside the room.

The other three staff members wanted to stay to watch their boss and Kurt, but they reluctantly left the room-whispering among themselves-when Tina sent daggers at them.

Once the door to the conference room had been closed and Kurt and Blaine were the only occupants of it, the hazel-eyed man leaped from his position and shouted triumphantly.

"Fuck! Have you seen their faces?" Blaine asked grinningly and plopped his weight on the table top. "You blushing was a good touch by the way," Blaine patted Kurts back, complimenting him for his reaction.

Kurt frowned at Blaines words and slowly turned around to face him. "So wait... You deliberately flirted with me in front of them?"

"Well... yeah... I have to spread rumors, and if Chandler is there... I know for sure our relationship will spread like wildfire," Blaine answered truthfully, not noticing the hurt expression shown in Kurts face.

"But I thought we would do that later on the blind date?" Kurt asked him.

"I know... but I just cant pass up that opportunity; it will make our relationship more real..." Blaine then leaped from the table top and walked around Kurt, spreading his arms wide. "Just imagine it... if the rumor started now, theyll exaggerate it... theres a possibility that theyd even say they saw us before you started working in the company... It will make it seem that we knew each other longer; thus, making our affair more real," Blaine explained to him, and sat back again in his seat, twisting it sideways so he was facing the door.

"So youre not really interested in my design?" Kurt asked hesitantly. He really thought that he had a shot when Blaine asked for his designs-forgetting momentarily about their deal, but Blaine only needed him for his act, and that hurts.

"Uhmm.. yeah yeah... theyre good," Blaine said dismissively; still focused on his plan, not noticing Kurts sudden change of emotion. "-I mean, Im a really handsy person, and we really need to step up our game if we want my grandmother to believe us. I mean... hello... sex god here," Blaine gestured to himself proudly.

Kurt mentally slapped himself; he should have known what a douchebag Blaine was. He shouldnt have expected that because he was Blaines secret boyfriend then he would get special treatment. He had to get back to reality and should always remember that he will be designing his own car in due time because of his own skills, not because of his connections.

He turned to stand in front of Blaine, who was still seated comfortably on the office chair, and asked him. "And how do you think we should be-"

Kurt stopped short when he heard the door knob twist, not wanting to let others overhear their conversation, and then suddenly Blaine grabbed Kurts elbow, forcing him to fall onto his knees, so that Kurts face was aligned with Blaines groin. His shout of pain was covered by Blaines loud fake moan.

"Stop the act, Hobbit. Its just me," Santana said; annoyed at the couples bad acting, entered the room, and quickly closing it again. She sure as hell knew what was happening inside, also knew about their stupid contract, but she dare not say anything. For now, she wont interfere with Blaines decisions; shell let her best friend manage his own troubles.

"Fuck Satan!" Blaine cursed in relief, he then glanced down to Kurt, but his chair was furiously shoved by the pale man.

Kurt stood up wobbly from his position and glared at Blaine "Youre paying me to be your boyfriend, not your whore!" Kurt shouted angrily and stormed out dramatically from the office, limping because of the pain in his knees.

Santana narrowed her eyes at her best friend after Kurts walk out. "What the hell did you do now, Hobbit?" She asked frustrated; even though she knew what happened by just looking at their previous position, and sighed on her best friends stupidity.

Blaine was left gaping from Kurts anger; he honestly didnt know that Kurt would be offended by his action. "I thought gays like blow jobs?" Blaine asked confusingly.

"Stupido!" Santana cursed in her native language and hit Blaine once on the back his head before leaving him alone in the conference room, giving him time alone to think what he had done wrong.

Did I mention that Blaine was smart? Well, unfortunately, he was only book-smart. When it comes to dealing with people, he is kind of stupid-wait, scratch that-he is very stupid, insensitive and reckless.

The atmosphere in the office was tense, no one dared to approach the two people involved, no one knew what happened to their boss and Kurt after they were left inside the room, but they concluded that it was something really bad because of the fuck-off aura which Kurt is emitting-even Mercedes knew that it is best to leave Kurt alone. And Blaine couldnt be disturbed; he was pacing back and forth in his office, thinking about how he could approach Kurt. Unfortunately, he took a long time in thinking that he didnt realize thats its already lunch time, and he had to go to the blind date-hopefully, if his plan would be successful, it will be the last date he will need to attend to, if Kurt wasnt that angry at him for that matter and will still do his part of the deal. He needed Kurt to accomplish the plan.

He breathed in deeply and went out from his office, and strode toward Kurts desk-which was right outside his office-and stood awkwardly across it. "Uhmm... Do you want to go for lunch?" he asked hesitantly.

It was the code they had established yesterday when they were talking about Blaines plan for the blind date today. The code means Im ready, lets go destroy this blind date. But now it had a different meaning for Blaine, it meant Are you still mad? Blaine didnt know if Kurt got the other meaning for his question.

A smile had shown on Blaines face when Kurt had grabbed his satchel, but it quickly disappeared when Kurt immediately walked towards the elevator, not even glancing back to see if Blaine was following him or not, and ignored the prying eyes of his colleagues.

From their ride down the elevator up to the ride in Blaines rental car-his own car was still in the hands of his grandmother, so he had to suffer with low-class borrowed car-can only be described in one word; Awkward. Kurt was still ignoring Blaine, faced turned away from the short man as he observed the streets of New York, looking everywhere except at Blaine.

Blaine kept on stealing glances at Kurt, trying to distinguish the best time to approach him about the incident earlier. They were two blocks away from the venue when he tried studying Kurts body language and it was just then that he noticed the blackened bruise on Kurts knee.

The pale man was only wearing knee-high boots and shorts today, so the impact of his fall earlier was doubled, no clothing to lessen the pain on his knees. Blaine winced at the realization of the discomfort he had caused towards his fake boyfriend. "Kurt..." It was the first word that Blaine had uttered after asking Kurt out for lunch.

"I-"

"I know, sir." Blaine winced when Kurt emphasize the word sir, making their relationship more distant. "I know the plan; you dont have to remind me again." Kurt huffed in annoyance, obviously agitated.

Blaine wouldve apologized immediately, if it hadnt been for the car who had blasted his horn behind them, reminding Blaine that the light had already turned green. He started to drive again when Kurt continued.

"I know what I should do... Ill wait in the car until you text me to go out there. Well make out in a place where it could be easily seen by the girl... she will get angry... she will complain to your grandma... yada-yada-yada..." Kurt explained tiredly the plan they had formed yesterday. "Thats what you are paying me for, right?" He asked sarcastically; bitterness was visible from Kurts tone that rendered Blaine unable to respond.

Blaine just nodded at him, parked the car at an empty space, leaving the engine on. He sat there for a second, contemplating if he should talk to Kurt or not. In the end he chickened out so he just got out of the car and went inside the restaurant, looking for the girl he had been set up with.

"So..." The girl in front of Blaine-Bree, if Blaine recalled correctly-started flirtatiously. "Can you tell me more about you, Blaine?" She asked while she slowly drew patterns on Blaines hand over the table top; while she was resting her chin with her other palm, fluttering her eyes seductively.

In any day, Blaine would have replied with something flirty, too, that would make the girls panties drop instantly, but not now. He was distracted by the conversation-or rather the lack of it-he had with Kurt earlier in the car before going in this Italian restaurant where the blind date, set-up by his grandmother, had been waiting for him. "Sorry? What?" Blaine responded distractedly, still not realizing the desperate way that the girl had been trying to seduce him.

"I said..." Bree used the hand thats not covering Blaines to tuck the hair behind her ear. "Tell me something about you."

Brees action reminded Blaine about Kurts blushing reaction earlier, and made him remember about their plan. He was supposed to excuse himself to go to the bathroom, text Kurt, make out, be seen and be slapped by the girl. It was a simple 5-steps plan to execute, so Blaine was utterly surprised when he saw Kurt striding forward to their table, looking furious; and even before his mind had caught with the change in the situation, Kurt had already stood there, hovering over him and his date.

"Kurt-" Blaine started, looking at Kurt questioningly when suddenly Kurt grabbed the glass water from the table and splashed it in Blaines face.

"Asshole! You cheater!" Kurt shouted in fake anger.

"Oh my god! What the hell is your problem?" Bree squealed, reflexively standing up from the table to avoid the water splashed at her date; stumbling over her chair in the process, causing a disturbance inside the restaurant and making them the center of attention.

"Shut up, Bitch!" Kurt snapped angrily at her, not minding that he had caused a scandalous scene inside a classy restaurant.

"B-bitch?" Bree said flabbergasted, "You were the one who is ruining my date!" She pointed intently at him.

"And youre the slut who is stealing my boyfriend!" Kurt said in raised eyebrows, crossing his arms, challenging the girl if she could top that.

"B-boyfriend?" Blaines date asked unbelievably, glancing back and forth at Kurt who had plastered his bitch-please façade and at Blaine, who was still frozen-gaping and staring-at the taller man in shock.

"What? You dont believe me? Do you want me to tell you how he shouts my name every time I bend him over and fuck him?" Kurt smirked when the girl made a face in disgust.

"Youre gay?" Bree accused Blaine, who now had faced her. "And you made a fool of me by letting me flirt with you? Youre a dick!" She shouted lastly, her face reddening with anger and humiliation, and then she grabbed her own glass of water and splashed it at Blaines face, copying the pale man beside her. "Fuck you, Anderson! And fuck you too," She shouted at the couple and indignantly grabbed her purse and stormed out of the restaurant, not acknowledging the eyes following her every move.

Kurt needed to bit his lips to prevent himself from laughing at the girls reaction and from the frozen state that Blaine had gone to.

The restaurant was still silent; patrons were holding their breath, watching every second how the two men will recover from the situation.

Kurt needed a minute before composing himself; he sidestepped the puddle from the floor so he could be nearer to Blaine, bent his body over and whispered in his ears. "You want something real? I give you real. This is what really happens in real life, and not the crap that you planned for," Kurt said cruelly, still bitter of how Blaine had treated him earlier. "Ill wait for you in the car," he whispered softly but the unkindness in his tone was still there. He then straightened up, turned around, but before he could take another step, Blaine had grabbed his elbow, halting him from walking away.

"Kurt, wait..." Blaine said behind Kurt. He knew what he had done to Kurt was really wrong, and knew that this was Kurts way of revenge. He had learned his lesson; Never piss Kurt Hummel off. But still he needed a confirmation that they are okay now. "Listen to me first."

"Let go of me, Blaine," he spat as he pried his arms from his boss and turned around to face Blaine, their chests were only inches apart so Kurt took a step back to distance himself from Blaine. "And what are you going to tell me Blaine? That it was only a date? That it didnt mean anything? Relationships are about trust, Blaine... and I dont trust you anymore," Kurt said, eyes filling with fake tears, trying to gain the sympathy of the other customers and staff to make Blaine the bad guy.

Blaine was confused for a second; he could not understand what Kurt had been talking about. Why the hell is he talking about trust?

"You have a choice Blaine! But you would rather go to these blind dates than to be with me," Kurt wiped the fake tears from his cheeks. "You chose to break my heart, Blaine."

Thats when it clicked for Blaine. Kurt was still acting and fuck he is good at this. Blaine didnt know if he should be amazed at Kurt for having great acting skills or be frustrated that he was avoiding the subject.

Okay! If he want it to be like this, then so be it! Blaine thought to himself. He was a Warbler before. He had been involved with tons of musicals when he was in Dalton, and charming girls to be with him for the night boosted his acting skills, so this isnt really hard for him.

"I gave you my heart, Blaine. You told me you were going to take care of it, but youre like all of them. You stomped on it and threw it away like a rag doll," Kurt was full on crying now, he knew he was getting the sympathy from the audiences and he liked it that Blaine was feeling uncomfortable now as they hear whispers of cuss words towards Blaine.

"No, baby, youre wrong..." he tentatively stepped forward to Kurt, ignoring the hurtful words that they were throwing at him. "She doesnt mean anything."

"Then why are you here? Why arent you with me?"

Blaine stepped once more until their chests were barely touching. "Youre wrong Baby, I may not be with you physically, but you are always in here," Blaine took Kurts left hand and placed it on his chest, above his heart.

Suddenly, it was like they were the only people inside the room, no waiters clanking the utensils against the glasses or the customers wolf whistles and ungraciously wiping their eyes from the sweetness that the two had been eliciting, an instant change in opinions when they were also affected by Blaines words.

The act became real, without being noticed by the two men, insisting in their own minds that they were just really great actors, feelings being drawn from their own character as fake lovers.

Blaine lifted Kurts chin with his right hand, so that the boys were staring intently at each other. "Did you know that whenever she tucked her hair behind her ear..." Blaine then did it to Kurt, just like he had done earlier during their meeting. "... I always imagined that it was you who was sitting in front of me, I imagined how your cheeks-" Blaine wiped the remaining tears from Kurts right cheek. "-become so pink whenever I touch you. It was only you, Kurt, who fills the void in my mind."

Kurt just sniffed, not saying anything. Cards had been turned around and now Blaine was the one who was manipulating the situation to his own advantage.

"Please forgive me," Blaine pleaded, this time he wasnt acting, and Kurt knew it. Blaines sincerity was vivid in the mans hazel eyes, not pertaining to the blind date, but what he had done earlier during the design presentation.

"You never said sorry, how can I forgive you?" Kurt played hard to get. He knew Blaine was genuine with his apology and since he had already had his revenge by humiliating him in front of numerous strangers; he thought that they were even now.

Blaine chuckled, circling his arms around Kurts waist to draw Kurt closer to him. "Kirk-Kurt, sorry for being a douchey boyfriend, will you please forgive me?" Blaine said playfully, using his long eyelashes to look cute and get more sympathy from the other man.

Kurt nodded in agreement, grinning when Blaine acted younger than his age. Suddenly there was an increasing chant of Kiss! Kiss! Kiss! among the audience. The couple then remembered that they werent alone; they glanced around them and saw that all of the people inside were encouraging them to kiss.

Blaine pressed their foreheads together and whispered to Kurt. "I promise to never force you in any-thing you dont want," Blaine said sincerely, he surely didnt want an encore of Kurts perception of revenge.

"For acting?" Kurt asked as he leaned forward, their lips brushing against each other.

"For acting," Blaine confirmed and closed the small gap between them.

They kissed open-mouthed, nipping at each others lips. They didnt even know who was the first one to put his tongue inside the others mouth; they were too busy battling for dominance. Kurts hands were clutching at Blaines collar, bringing the short man closer to him; while Blaines hands were either at Kurts neck, pressing their faces together and the other was around Kurts back.

After a minute of passionate kissing, Kurt, with his eyes still closed, tried parting their lips, but Blaine wasnt finished devouring the pale mans kisses.

"Wait, I think they want more," and then Blaine launched at Kurts lips again, kissing the pale man more intensely than before, both ignoring the shouts and catcalls of their spectators.

"I really think you should go to the clinic," Blaine said as he popped his head from the doorway, the rest of his body is still inside his office.

Kurt was startled at Blaines voice. He glanced away from the computer and shooed Blaine away. "I told you Im okay."

Kurts desk was right outside Blaines office; his desk was facing the wall-with a distance of six feet from the desk to the wall-it was adjacent to Blaines office door, so Kurts right side was facing Blaines windows office. The structure of the office reminded Kurt the principal office in Mckinley.

"Are you sure?" Blaine asked again about Kurts knee injury unsurely.

"Youve already asked me a million times and my reply isnt gonna change," Kurt insisted and went back to his work. He needed to finish this report today and with Blaines constant nagging; he might not be able to finish it.

He had already lost a lot of time since their expedition at lunch took longer than they originally had thought, which was partly his fault since he was consumed by his anger at Blaine that without thinking, changed their supposed plan.

Speaking of lunch, after they had finally parted their lips, they made a beeline to Blaines car, racing against each other. Once inside, it took a moment for them to sink what had happened inside before they were both laughing and gushing at each others acting skills; talking about it like nothing dramatic had changed in their relationship. Of course something did change, it was just they havent noticed it, or they refused to acknowledge it. They didnt even realize that they were holding hands and giggling at each other when they arrived at their floor, going back to their proper work stations, not noticing the suspicious looks from their coworkers.

For a while, Blaine hadnt bothered him about his knee injury so Kurt thought his fake boyfriend had given up on him. Kurt was too focused in his work to notice Blaine striding around his desk until he was beside Kurt.

"Ahh!" Kurt shrieked when Blaine suddenly carried him bridal style.

"Blaine, what the hell are you doing?" Kurt asked as he tried wiggling away from Blaine.

But Blaine didnt respond to Kurt, he just continued to carry Kurt to his office, closed the door with his foot and gently sat Kurt on the side of his desk. He stretched his arm to get his office chair, dragged it behind him and sat there in front of Kurt.

The shriek from Kurt earlier made all the personnel stopped their work and instantly look at the disturbance. It was an understatement to say that they were shocked as they watch the scene unfolds in front of their eyes; one, because Blaine was showing affections to a man... a man they say, not a woman. Two, Blaine was never known to show that kind of intimacy, fucking and intimacy is different in Blaines dictionary.

Blaine closing the door for privacy was in vain because he forgot to activate the automated curtains of his office, so they were being watched by prying eyes-though, their conversation cannot be heard by others.

"Are you going to blow me?" Kurt jested. "I mean, I appreciate the gesture and your sincerity in apologizing, but you dont need to resort to physical pleasure."

"What?" Blaine asked tensely. "No no no, Im straight," He shook his head frantically.

"Relax, Blaine," Kurt reached to his shoulder. "I was just teasing you; I just cant help it. So tell me exactly why you dragged me here."

"I just wanted to take care of you," Blaine said truthfully. He slowly took Kurts legs, taking off the black knee-length boots that Kurt was wearing today.

It was Kurts turn to be paralyzed from his position. It had been so long since someone had taken care of him. It was a nice feeling that in Blaines little way, he felt so special.

Once the boots were removed, Blaine placed Kurts feet above his thigh. He reached behind him to take the two cold packs he asked earlier from the company clinic, and placed each one of Kurts knees.

They were silent for a minute; Blaine was focused on balancing Kurts legs in his lap, while still holding the pressure on his knees. Kurt was just feeling comfortable when Blaine broke the silence.

"Im sorry," Blaine apologized again. "I can be a douche sometimes, okay-most of the time. I dont know how to properly socialize with other people and thats why I only have a few friends. So Im sorry if I was over the line again," Blaine removed one of the cold packs and slowly kissed Kurts knee, and did it again on the other. "Believe it or not, I dont really think you would be offended by it."

"Okay," Kurt muttered lamely, he cringed at his own response. Can you blame him? Someone was kissing him on the knees, and it was a very intimate act. Blaine just explained to him that he doesnt understand social etiquette, so Kurt was trying to remove the malice from Blaines action.

"I wont promise I wont do it again, because I probably will in the future without even meaning to," Blaine breathed deeply before glancing up at Kurt. "But I wanted to be your friend Kurt, you were pretty awesome earlier," He smiled and added, "What I can promise, though, is that in every action we decided during this act, will have both of our consent."

"Im sorry too, I know its unprofessional for me to just change our plan and humiliate you in front of many people, but I promise the same thing as you."

"So friends?"

"Friends," Kurt affirmed with a grin and jested again, "Pshh... you just wanted my kisses, Anderson."

Blaine would have automatically said yes, but he decided to bite his lips from doing so, trying to decipher why he wanted the pale mans kisses.

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Title Reference:

-Slut vs Whore- Blaine being the slut, Kurt being the whore, basically I want you to choose sides.

Story Outline:

-Blaine being paranoid

-Blind date disaster

-Kurt ignoring Blaine

Scenes Included:

-rose for forgiveness (modified)

-Blaine forces Kurt sexually

Chapter Reference:

-Bree - The new character in Glee (the one who Jake cheated on over Marley)

-yes guys the Blind date was inspired by a Korean drama, but if I go with the original script, it wont fol-low the story flow

-dialogue from Klaine scene in "Glease"

-clips of dialogue taken for the first time

-frozen hot chocolate was Blaines order in Tested episode

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