It wasn't like he had necessarily been expecting Kurt to burst into his house declaring his love for him, but he also hadn't expected to not hear from him at all. After the first week, Blaine started to get worried that maybe Kurt had taken it to heart when he told him that they shouldn't talk until he figured things out. He tried to look on the bright side though. At least Kurt wasn't showing up at his house every night confusing him even more. In fact, maybe he was doing him a favor by ignoring him.

Blaine had thought about calling, but didn't want to come off as desperate. After all, he wasn't Kurt's boyfriend. If he wanted to talk, he could call him himself.

By the second week, Blaine started to get worried. He hadn't heard from Kurt at all and neither he nor Rachel had been in to get their usual coffee in the morning. He wasn't sure if he should be more worried that something might have happened to Kurt, or that he might have chosen his boyfriend over him. If Kurt had picked his boyfriend, he could have at least had the decency to tell him so. By the second week, Blaine even contemplated finding Kurt on facebook to see if everything was okay, but he decided not to. (mostly because he couldn't remember his last name, but also because he didn't want to come off as creepy or find something that he didn't want to.)

Once it had been three weeks, Blaine had basically lost all hope. Rachel and Kurt hadn't been in to get coffee at all, Kurt hadn't called, and even Trent said Rachel hadn't mentioned anything about Kurt in class.

Blaine didn't even know why he was so broken up about it. Yeah, he liked Kurt, and yeah, it sucked that they kissed and nothing came from it, but he knew he should have seen it coming. Blaine was kicking himself for getting his hopes up. For some reason, he had hoped that things could work between him and Kurt, especially after Rachel had told him that she as "rooting for them".

By the third week, Blaine decided it was probably time to move on.

He convinced himself that what he and Kurt had was just a fling and he would find someone else that would appreciate him for who he was. Or at least, that's what Trent had told him. Trent hated seeing Blaine moping around the apartment. He hated hearing about how he hadn't talked to Kurt in weeks. All he wanted was for his best friend to be happy. Blaine had been there for him though a lot of things, and he knew it was his turn to return the favor.

Blaine was up early on a Monday morning getting ready for work when his phone rang. He glanced down at where it was laying on his bed, and was surprised when his brother's name appeared on the screen. He pulled his shirt quickly over his head then grabbed his phone, "Hey, Coop. You're up early."

"Morning brother," Cooper's voice came through the other end, "I figured you would be getting ready for work."

"I am, actually," Blaine replied, putting on his shoes as well, "How did you know?"

"Well…" Cooper started, as if he was hiding something from him.

"Oh god what's going on?" Blaine asked, seeing right through it.

"I actually just talked to Trent," He admitted.

Blaine wanted to strangle his roommate. Trent had been trying so hard the past week to cheer him up, and now he had resorted to calling Cooper. "And what did he say to you?"

"Oh nothing," He replied, trying to act casual, "He just said that you could use some cheering up, so I figured I'd call you and tell you I love you."

Blaine laughed, "God, I'm going to kill him."

"So… is everything okay out there?"

He sighed, "It's okay… I guess."

"Do you need your big brother to come kick someone's ass?" He joked.

"No, I think I'll live," Blaine said reassuringly.

Cooper was quiet for a second before, "So… does that mean I should get a refund on these plane tickets?"

Blaine's eyes widened. "Did I just hear you right?"

His brother chuckled, "Maybe…"

Blaine immediately got excited and had to refrain from jumping up and down like a little kid, "You're coming out here?"

"Yup," Cooper replied, excited, "Trent said you could use your brother, and I had a week of vacation before we went back to shooting and I figured that since Thanksgiving was coming up, I could come out and see you for the holiday."

"Holy shit, are you serious?"

"Very serious," Cooper said cheerfully, "I'll be out there in a couple of weeks. I think my flight gets in two days before thanksgiving."

"I'm so excited to see you," Blaine breathed out, sitting back down on his bed.

"I know, I miss you," Cooper returned, "But hey, I'll talk to you later and we'll figure all of this out. You probably need to get to work."

Blaine sighed, "Don't remind me."

Cooper seemed to ignore his comment, "Love you brother."

"I love you too, Coop," Blaine replied, then ended the call. He smiled to himself. At least he was going to be in a better mood for work. He finished getting ready for work and headed out the door with a spring in his step, excited to see his brother again and glad that he had something to look forward to. It started snowing halfway through his walk to work, and though everyone else around him on the busy street was bitching about it, he liked it. It was something new.

When Blaine walked into work, it was already busy, so he grabbed his apron and helped Melissa through the rush. When it finally calmed down, she smiled in his direction, "You look happy."

"I am," Blaine replied cheerfully, "My brother is coming to see me for Thanksgiving."

"You have a brother?" Melissa asked, cleaning the counter.

Blaine laughed, "Yes, and he's so amazing, he's-" He was cut off, though, when someone walking in the door caught his eye.

Rachel smiled when she saw him behind the counter and she shook some of the snow off of her coat as she walked inside. Blaine shared a quick glance with Melissa before meeting Rachel at the counter. She smiled warmly at him, as if she had missed him. "Hey Blaine."

Of course she had to walk in. His day had been going good and something just had to come and throw him off. "Hey Rachel."

It was quiet for a moment as she studied his face, then she shook herself out of it, "Uh… could I get a peppermint mocha?"

He took her money and started to make her drink and couldn't help but notice how quiet it was, and not the good kind of quiet. Both of them wanted to say something, but neither could bring themselves to do it. Finally when Blaine was handing the coffee to her, Rachel spoke up, "How have you been?" It was a loaded question. Blaine could tell. She knew that he probably wasn't taking Kurt not talking to him very well. And thankfully, what he couldn't tell from the way she was looking at him was that Kurt had sent her to check up on him – to make sure he was alive and okay.

"I've been… good," He replied carefully, trying not to get too into it. He was having a good day, and he wanted it to stay that way, damn it.

"Really, Blaine. How have you been?" Rachel asked, seeing right through it.

He sighed, "I've been alright. How's Kurt? Is he okay? I haven't-"

"He's doing good," Rachel replied, cutting him off.

"Still with-"

"Yeah…" Rachel cut him off again, looking uncomfortable.

It was quiet between the two before Blaine forced a little smile, "It was good seeing you, Rachel. I missed you."

Rachel smiled back, "Good to see you too, Blaine."

After she walked out, Blaine took his break. For his thirty minutes, he sat in the back room confused because he had no idea what had just happened. There were only a couple of things he could take away from the conversation for sure. One, that Kurt was okay, thank god. And two, that he was still with Hayden, which probably explained why he hadn't talked to him.

Blaine laid his head on the break table and closed his eyes. He couldn't wait to see his brother. He needed someone to take his mind off of things.