"I know," Cooper replied softly, "But I'll be back soon, I promise."

"I'm going to miss you," Blaine said, finally pulling away.

"I'll miss you too," Cooper returned, smiling at his little brother. He glanced toward his gate where people were starting to line up and file in, then turned back to Blaine, "I really have to go, but I'll call when I'm home, okay?"

Blaine nodded, "Alright."

"Love you," Cooper said, turning to walk away. Before he reached the gate, though, he turned back around, "Let me know what happens with that boy!"

Blaine smiled in return and waved his brother on his way. He waited until he had disappeared from sight before making his way back outside. In the taxi on the way home, Blaine's thoughts drifted to Kurt, and what his brother had said about him while he had been home.

They had gotten home late Sunday night after the show and were sitting at the Kitchen table together talking. "You seem off," Cooper had commented when he noticed that Blaine looked upset, "What's wrong?"

"It's nothing," Blaine answered, though it definitely wasn't nothing. He couldn't help but be a little upset that Kurt had come to his show and didn't even have the guts to say hi.

"It's about that Kurt guy, huh?" Cooper guessed. When Blaine shot him a look, he just grinned, "Blaine, you can't hide anything from me. What's on your mind?"

Blaine sighed, "I don't know… It's just been so back and forth with the two of us. One minute he wants to just be friends, then the next he's kissing me, then the next he's crying about his ex-boyfriend to me."

"And then he comes to see you and leaves," Cooper finished for him.

"Exactly."

"It's a tough one…" He replied, thinking for a moment. It was silent in the small apartment until Cooper finally spoke up again. "From the way he looked when he saw you with someone else at the bar," He said, gesturing to himself, "He definitely likes you."

"He sure has a funny way of showing it," Blaine mumbled then waited for his brother to go on.

"I hate to say it," Cooper continued, "But I think the best thing you can do is just wait for him to come to you."

Blaine raised an eyebrow, "So I'm just supposed to sit here and wait for him to come crawling back to me?" He usually trusted his older brother's advice, but he was a little weary. He didn't want to set himself up to get hurt if Kurt wasn't going to come back.

"From how you described him, I don't know if he'll necessarily be crawling… but yeah, I guess. I'm not saying you should sit around and wait, but I don't think you should try to contact him unless he contacts you. Like I said before, he obviously doesn't know what he wants…"

Blaine sighed, "Great."

"But," Cooper continued, "I think when he finally figures that out, you won't have to worry about him changing his mind."

Blaine couldn't help but wonder how long exactly it was going to take Kurt to figure things out as the taxi rounded the corner to his apartment building. Either way, though, the last thing he wanted to be was one of those people who needed a significant other to be happy. He didn't want to sit around waiting for someone to come and save him.

Blaine and Cooper also had a teary eyed conversation before they left for the airport about how Blaine needed to be stronger. Cooper had told his little brother that he was worried about people taking advantage of his kindness and Blaine had promised that he wouldn't let it happen anymore. Because of that, Blaine knew that even if Kurt came back, they were going to need to have a serious talk about things.

Blaine paid the cab driver and got out of the car to head to his apartment. He figured he would just watch movies the rest of the night until he got tired since Trent was on yet another date and he had the next day off work. He made his way up the stairs slowly, thinking about what movie he would watch, and if he hadn't been looking down he wouldn't have noticed the boy sitting on the ground by his door.

Normally, Blaine would have stopped in his tracks and freaked out about Kurt waiting for him in his hallway, but after promising his brother that he was going to be stronger, he kept walking. Kurt stood as Blaine neared, and Blaine couldn't help but find it comical that he had just been wondering when Kurt was going to show his face again. Finally, when he was close enough, Blaine decided to break the silence, "Hey."

"Hey," Kurt returned, scratching the back of his neck, "I think we need to talk."

Blaine pulled his keys out of his pocket as he walked up to his door. He nodded in agreement, "Yeah, I think so too. Come in."

He opened the door and Kurt walked in, shutting it behind him. Blaine tossed his keys onto the kitchen table and went to sit down in the living room, trying to keep a level head. "Where's Trent?" Kurt asked, following him.

"Out," Blaine replied, shrugging. He felt bad being short with Kurt, but at the same time he knew he needed to be. "What do you want to talk about?"

Kurt sighed and took a seat next to Blaine on the couch but didn't look up at him. Instead, he stared intently at his hands like they were the most interesting things he had ever seen. When he finally realized that Blaine was waiting for him to speak, he shook his head and snapped himself out of it.

"I guess I need to start by apologizing," Kurt said softly, unsure of where to start. He had decided to go to Blaine's not because Rachel had harassed him to or because his friends said he needed to, but because he knew it was going to kill him until he did. Because nobody knew he was there when he left, though, he didn't get a pep talk from Rachel, which he was sure she would have been more than happy to give. Instead, he had to figure out what to say all by himself, which he figured would probably be for the best anyway.

Kurt was nervous, though, when he finally looked back up at Blaine. Though he had over an hour to plan out what to say between walking to his apartment and waiting for him to get home, he was at a loss for words. "I, uh…" He took a deep breath, "I really should have planned this out better, but I knew I needed to come talk to you. I'm really sorry for playing with your feelings, Blaine. I don't know if you can forgive me, but I truly am sorry."

From the look on his face, Blaine knew that Kurt was being sincere, but he didn't want to let him off that easily. He wanted an explanation. Normally, he would have said it was okay and that that would have been the end of it, but Cooper's voice was still nagging at him to be strong, and that was exactly what he was going to do.

Kurt took Blaine's silence as a cue to continue, so he did. He had decided on the way to Blaine's that this was it. He needed to lay everything out on the table and they needed to figure out what they were going to do. Kurt knew that they couldn't just keep dancing around the fact that they had feelings for eachother, and he was sure that Blaine felt the same way. Things needed to be settled. "God… I don't even know where to start…" Kurt groaned, trying to sort out all of his thoughts.

"The beginning?" Blaine offered. He could tell that it was tough for Kurt, and the compassionate side of him wanted to help.

"Right," Kurt said, nodding to himself, "Well… When I started dating Hayden, he was my first real serious boyfriend. You know… the type of relationship that's supposed to last." He looked over at Blaine to make sure that bringing up Hayden wasn't upsetting him, and when he didn't look bothered, he continued, "I think I that I got into that relationship because it was the right time in my life. Everything was going the way I wanted it to, and naturally the next step was to find someone I wanted to share it with. I think I started dating Hayden because it was the right time, but not the right person. Rachel's told me that quite a few times, but I think now I finally understand what she meant. Hayden wasn't 'the one'. He wasn't the person I was supposed to be with."

Blaine found himself wondering where the conversation was going but he nodded Kurt on, waiting for him to continue. Kurt cleared his throat, "Look, the reason I left that morning was because I was scared. I was scared of just being friends with you. And then I took a couple of weeks to think about things and I realized that I can't just be friends with you. Every time that I've tried to tell myself that we can just be friends, it has ended badly, and I think that's because we're not meant to be friends. Hayden wasn't the right person, Blaine, but I think that you are."

Though Blaine was quiet, his mind definitely was not. His brother had been completely right. When Kurt came back it was because he knew exactly what he wanted. What Blaine hadn't been expecting, though, was that Kurt wanted exactly what he wanted. Blaine had known that they couldn't just be friends, but he had tried because he thought that it was what Kurt wanted.

Kurt took his silence as a bad sign and he took a shaky breath before speaking again, "When I saw you with that guy at the bar the other night, I knew it. I couldn't stand the thought of you being with someone else, and that's when I knew that it was you all along. So there it is. It's all out in the open. I want to be with you Blaine. I feel like I'm supposed to be with you. I don't know if you feel the same way, but that's how I feel." When Blaine was still quiet, just looking at him, he broke the silence again, "Can you please just say something?"

"Yes," Blaine said quietly, trying to figure out how to tell him, "I- I feel the same way. I always have. I just… I didn't know that you wanted it too." He could feel tears pricking at his eyes at the words and he looked up to stop himself from crying.

"Oh thank god," Kurt whispered to himself, "But what about that other guy?"

Blaine laughed, "That was my brother."

At that, Kurt laughed too, breaking the tension, "Of course it was. God, I feel stupid."

"Don't," Blaine said softly, taking Kurt's hand and smiling.

"Blaine?"

"Hmm?"

"Can I kiss you now? For real this time?"

Blaine laughed nervously and nodded quickly, still trying not to cry, "Yeah."

At that, Kurt leaned in, still holding Blaine's hand, his other hand coming up to cup Blaine's cheek. Their eyes met and held eachother's gaze for what seemed like forever, and when Kurt finally decided that Blaine was absolutely sure, he leaned in and let their lips touch. The kiss was soft and passionate and heated all at once. The past few months of tension that had built up finally disappeared as Kurt's fingers ran through Blaine's hair and down to his neck. They stayed like that for what seemed like an eternity before pulling apart, their foreheads still pressed together.

"I feel like that was how our first kiss was supposed to be," Blaine said softly, his breath hitting Kurt's lips.

Kurt nodded and hummed in response before leaning in for another kiss. It was slow and soft and electric and both of them knew that this was how it was supposed to be all along. When Kurt's taste filled his mouth, Blaine found himself wondering how he had managed to live without it for so long, and was determined not to let it go. Kurt's tongue was gentle and soft against his own, and because the kiss was so slow and perfect, Blaine hadn't even noticed that they had laid down on the couch until they parted again and Kurt's body was on top of his own.

It wasn't because Kurt was trying to seduce him or go any further, though, it was just how things happened, and when the two boys leaned in again, it felt right. It felt perfect.

As they kissed, Kurt's hands found themselves running up and down Blaine's sides softly before coming to rest at the hem of his shirt. It wasn't until he started toying with the fabric that either boy realized what was happening. They parted again and Blaine sat up on his elbows, Kurt straddling his hips. "Should I… I mean- Is this? Do you…?" Kurt stuttered and trailed off, unsure of what to do or say.

At that, Blaine leaned forward and took Kurt's hands. Kurt let go of the fabric of Blaine's v-neck and let the other boy guide his hands until they were splayed out across his bare stomach, underneath the shirt. When Kurt just waited for him to say something, Blaine smiled, breathless, "It's okay."

At that, Blaine took one hand to hold himself upright on the couch and used the other to grab the back of Kurt's neck gently and pull him in for another kiss. Knowing that it was okay, Kurt let his hands explore Blaine's skin under his shirt as they kissed again, this time more heated. When they reached Blaine's pecs then his shoulders, Kurt let his hands trail back down so they were back at his hips. He began to toy with the hem of the shirt again, and as much as he didn't want to, he pulled away again. "Can I?"

Blaine just simply smiled this little half smirk in return and Kurt would be damned if it wasn't the sexiest thing he had ever seen. At that, the younger boy lifted his own arms over his head and Kurt took that as a sign that it was okay and pulled the shirt over his head. He let himself drink in the sight of the shirtless boy beneath him before gulping nervously and leaning down again. Their lips just barely touched and they sat like that for a moment, just breathing before Blaine finally tilted his head up and closed the gap again.

Kurt had been scared at first that the first kiss was going to be the end of it, but at that point, neither boy wanted to stop, nor were they going to. Kurt let their mouths part again and started kissing lower down Blaine's neck and collar bone, which he quickly learned that he loved. He pulled away after a moment to make sure that Blaine was okay with what he was doing, and he was met with dark, lust blown eyes staring back up at him. "Do you…" Kurt started again, breathless and nervous.

"Let's go to my room," Blaine said, quiet and shaky, but sure.

Kurt just simply leaned down to kiss Blaine again before pulling back and looking him in the eyes, "You're sure?"

Blaine nodded, "I'm sure."

At that, Kurt stood and helped a shirtless Blaine off the couch. Blaine then took his hand gently and led the way down the hall to the bedroom. He kicked his own shoes off as they entered the room and Kurt copied his actions, only with his boots. When he was done taking his shoes off, Blaine was sitting on his bed expectantly and Kurt couldn't help but let out a little gasp.

"Fuck," Kurt muttered as he crossed the room to straddle Blaine's hips.

"Hmm?" Blaine let his eyes close as Kurt's fingers trailed across his chest and ribs.

"You're gorgeous," Kurt finally let out and Blaine smiled up at him before bringing him down for another kiss. Blaine's hands found themselves trailing up the front of Kurt's shirt, and when he was certain that the other boy didn't mind, he pulled his cardigan off then pulled his undershirt over his head and tossed it across the room. The two boys sat like that for a moment, drinking eachother in before Blaine leaned forward and attached his lips to Kurt's chest, earning another gasp from the other boy.

Everything was heated and electric and perfect as the two kissed again, and Blaine found himself thinking that this was how things were supposed to be all along. Though he and Kurt had been through a lot, it was worth it. The only thing he was still worried about, though was rushing into things. "I don't want to rush things," Blaine breathed out finally, his lips brushing softly against Kurt's as he spoke, "I mean, I don't want to ruin this…"

Kurt smiled against Blaine's lips and pecked him quickly before responding quietly, "It isn't rushing if we've both been waiting so long…"

It was clich� and Kurt would probably kick himself for saying it the next day, but in that moment, it was true. And it was what Blaine needed to hear. He pulled Kurt down for another deep kiss before his hands found their way to his hips. His thumbs circled little patterns into the other boy's skin nervously as they kissed. "Can I?" He panted in between kisses.

Kurt pressed his forehead against Blaine's and nodded quickly. "Please."

Blaine's hands shakily found their way to the button of Kurt's jeans and after a couple of failed tries, he finally popped them open and slid the zipper down. Kurt then lifted his hips up so Blaine could slide the tight jeans down his thighs. He kicked them the rest of the way off when Blaine got to his knees, leaving him just in his gray boxer briefs, and then slid down the other boy's legs slightly so he could toy with the button on Blaine's jeans. He smiled and glanced up at him through long lashes before softly, "Is this okay?"

Blaine's heart fluttered at the innocent tone in his voice and for a moment, he forgot how to speak because Kurt was looking at him that way and he couldn't believe that he was here with him. When Kurt just cocked his head and patiently waited for a response, his hands on Blaine's hips, the shorter boy finally snapped himself out of it, "I- Yeah… Yeah." At that, Kurt let out a breathy chuckle, which also made Blaine's heart stop before leaning down and placing a soft kiss on his stomach.

It definitely wasn't his first time, but Blaine's heart was racing like it was. Everything Kurt did made his heart race, actually. He suddenly felt very very self conscious. What if Kurt didn't like what he saw? He didn't have much time to worry about that, though because after glancing up at him again to make sure it was okay, Kurt was unbuttoning Blaine's jeans, unzipping them, and sliding them slowly down his legs. Kurt's mouth followed the fabric down Blaine's legs, leaving a trail of kisses as he went, until he was on his knees in front of him. He pulled the jeans the rest of the way off, then wasted no time in hooking his fingers in the elastic of Blaine's boxer briefs.

When Kurt looked up at him for reassurance, Blaine's eyes were closed and his breathing was heavy. "Can I?" Kurt asked, breath hitting his exposed legs.

Blaine's eyes flew open because this is it. Kurt was about to see him naked. He drew in a shaky breath before nodded, "Yeah."

"You okay?" Kurt asked softly, concerned.

Blaine nodded again, "Yeah, just nervous."

Kurt smiled up at him before sliding up his body and kissing him passionately. When he pulled away, he spoke again, "You don't have anything to be nervous about. I've got you."

Blaine smiled back at him and tried to relax, "Okay."

Kurt took that as a good sign and let his fingers hook under the elastic again before pulling down and tossing the garment across the room. He let himself drink the sight of Blaine, naked in front of him, in before leaning in and littering his inner thighs with soft kisses. Though he wouldn't admit it to Blaine, who was visibly nervous, he was feeling exactly the same way. A month ago, Kurt never would have guessed he'd be where he was.

Kurt continued to kiss around Blaine's hips and thighs until he was at his cock, which he placed a tentative kiss on. When Blaine's entire body shivered and he could see goosebumps on the boy's skin, Kurt took it as a good sign and licked the length before taking it into his mouth. Up until that moment, Blaine had been sitting up on his elbows, watching Kurt but at that, he let the upper half of his body fall to the bed. Everything was hot and wet and Blaine couldn't help it when his fingers threaded instinctively through Kurt's hair and he let out a soft breathy moan.

Maybe it was the nerves or maybe it was because it was Kurt, but it didn't take long before Blaine was pulling gently on Kurt's hair and gasping out, "Kurt stop, I'm going to-"

Kurt pulled off of him with almost an obscene pop, which he blushed at, and looked up at Blaine. "We don't have to stop," Kurt insisted, his voice rough.

Blaine shook his head, blushing, "N-no. I don't want to stop… I want… I want you to…"

Blaine's voice trailed off, but Kurt knew what he was trying to say. His heart practically leapt out of his chest at the thought and it took all he had to keep his voice steady when he replied. Kurt knew that one of them needed to be level headed and collected or it was going to be just as shaky and nervous as losing his virginity was, and he didn't want it to be like that – not with Blaine. With Blaine, he wanted it to be perfect. He cleared his throat, "You're sure?"

Blaine watched him for a second and took a few deep breaths, trying to calm himself, before nodding, "I'm sure."

"Do you have a- uhm…" Kurt feels weird asking it because for the last almost two years he hasn't had to ask. They've always just been in Hayden's bedside table and-

Kurt has to shake the thought from his head. This isn't Hayden. It's Blaine.

"Bedside table, in the drawer," Blaine managed to choke out, and couldn't help but gawk when Kurt leaned over to open the drawer.

When he emerged with the condom and lube, Blaine instinctively scooted up the bed so there was more room for Kurt, who sat between his legs and finally pulled his own boxers off. Without thinking about it, Blaine leaned forward and grabbed the condom. He tore it open with his teeth and proceeded to roll it carefully over Kurt's dick, seemingly oblivious to the boy gaping above him. When he was done, he leaned back on his elbows again, waiting. Though he was trying to act calm and cool, he was mentally freaking out on the inside.

Kurt took a deep breath before biting his lip and pouring some of the liquid into his hand and coating himself with it. When he was done, he leaned forward and placed a kiss on Blaine's lips, "If I hurt you at all, just tell me."

Blaine smiled back nervously in return, "Okay."

Kurt couldn't help the tremor that ran through his body when his finger circled Blaine's entrance a couple of times, and he had to take a couple of deep breaths before pushing it slightly inside. It wasn't until that moment that Kurt realized that it was actually happening. He and Blaine were about to have sex. His other hand, which was holding one of Blaine's started to shake at the thought, and Blaine squeezed him lightly, reassuringly.

Kurt started to pump the first finger, just slightly, earning a whimper from the other boy. He paused for a moment, making sure Blaine was okay, before continuing and adding another. "K-Kurt," Blaine whined quietly, still getting used to the fact that he was actually moaning Kurt's name. In turn, Kurt leaned down and kissed at Blaine's stomach, lips, and cock as he picked up the pace with his fingers, looking for the spot-

"Fuck, Kurt!" Blaine was still attempting to keep his voice down, but he couldn't help but almost shout when brushed over his prostate, sending shocks of pleasure down his spine. He wasn't sure when his legs started shaking, but Blaine was fully aware of the fact that they were after that. He started rocking back against Kurt, who was still trying to be as gentle as possible with his hand.

"Another?" Kurt asked, still attempting to be calm, but his voice came out rough and needy.

Blaine nodded quickly in response and managed to choke out a "please" in response, before Kurt added a third finger. When the three slid in and out easily, Kurt decided it was time, and drew them out, earning a hiss from Blaine, who lifted his head to look at him.

"You're sure?" Kurt asked for what seemed like the millionth time that night, to which Blaine nodded frantically in response.

"Yes. Please… Kurt- I need-" He rambled, his brain short circuiting, but Kurt understood.

He leaned forward, placing a kiss on Blaine's lips, "Shh… I've got you." Blaine nodded again in response, and at that, Kurt pressed against his entrance. With another kiss, he let himself just barely press the tip inside and then his face was pressed against the mattress because it was already so hot and tight and he wasn't sure how long he was going to last because after all, it was Blaine.

Blaine's legs managed to wrap instinctively around his waist, drawing him in more, and Kurt took it as a sign to push all the way inside. He wasn't sure when he started sweating, but his body was covered in a thin layer of it when he was finally buried deep inside and he took in a few quick breaths, trying to calm himself. He had no idea how he was going to handle it.

"K-kurt, move," Blaine groaned, his voice low and gravely after sitting there like that for a moment, and the two words sent a shiver down Kurt's spine.

He let himself pull out slowly only to push right back in, and the pressure was just so much. Kurt's head fell forward again, his forehead pressing against Blaine's. "Fuck, Blaine…" His was was completely wrecked by that point and he couldn't bring himself to even care.

With Blaine pushing back on him, Kurt managed to set up a rhythm. Kurt hadn't even realized that his eyes had been shut, but when he finally did, he opened them immediately. He needed to see Blaine. And in a fraction of a second, he was glad he had. Blaine's head was thrown back, his throat exposed. One hand was gripping the sheets and the other was tight around Kurt waist, pulling him in close. Kurt's rhythm stuttered at the sight and he took a moment to compose himself before letting out a wrecked, "Shit, Blaine… You're so perfect…"

All Blaine could do was moan in response, but Kurt took it as a good sign and allowed himself to attack Blaine's exposed throat, sucking and kissing knowing that he was going to leave hickies in the morning. Blaine's mouth opened in a silent scream when Kurt began to brush against his prostate again and again and it only took a couple of jerks from Kurt's hand – which was suddenly there – until he was coming hot across the two of them.

Just the sight of Blaine almost pushed Kurt over the edge and it only took one, two, three more thrusts before he was coming too. He rode out the last of his orgasm until he was laying limp and spent on the other boy. They laid there like that for a few minutes before Kurt had the strength to lift himself up and pull out of Blaine, who hissed in response. He tossed the condom into the trash can before turning to look at the boy underneath him.

Blaine's normally perfect hair was sweaty and sticking to his forehead, which was covered in sweat. He was breathing heavily, coming down, but still smiled up at Kurt who was gawking down at him in disbelief at his he could still look so beautiful. "Hi," Blaine managed to choke out, smiling up at Kurt still.

Kurt grinned back, "Hi." They sat there like that for a moment, staring at eachother stupidly until Kurt broke the silence, "We should probably clean up."

Blaine glanced out the bedroom door (which they had forgotten to close) and toward the bathroom before sighing and whining, "I don't wanna shower…"

Kurt chuckled, "Do you have tissues then?"

"Dresser," Blaine said, nodding across the room and Kurt got up to fetch them and close the door, then proceeded to clean him off, giggling. "What?" Blaine asked, suddenly worried he had done something wrong or embarrassing.

Kurt shook his head, "Nothing. You just look adorable."

"Oh," Blaine said softly, gazing up at Kurt before pulling him down for a quick kiss.

After cleaning up, the two of them laid on Blaine's bed side by side, which also made Blaine's heart race because they were cuddling. He safely assumed that Trent wasn't coming back till morning and deemed it safe for Kurt to stay the night, but found himself wondering if it would be too much to ask him to stay. After toying with the idea for a few minutes, he spoke up, "Kurt?"

"Hmm?" Kurt turned to look at him, grin still plastered on his face.

"Do you want to stay the night?"

Kurt cuddled into his neck in response before nodding, "I would love that."