"About what?" Kurt played dumb and sipped on his coffee as they walked down the sidewalk.

"About your cute barista not working today, of course," Rachel teased.

"Since when is he my cute barista?" He asked, playing it cool.

"You're totally not fooling me Kurt, I'm your best friend. I know when you think someone is cute," She replied, grinning. She was right. Rachel definitely did have a knack for being able to tell when Kurt liked someone. In fact, it was thanks to her that Kurt had finally got the guts to ask his current boyfriend out.

Kurt rolled his eyes, "Whatever. What's it to you anyway?"

She shrugged, "Nothing. But he is pretty cute. I don't blame you for having a crush on him."

"But I don't-"

"Shh," Rachel interrupted, "It's okay. Your secret is safe with me."

As much as he wanted to, he couldn't deny that the new barista was cute. His smile was adorable and the way he got all flustered when Kurt had embarrassed him had been cute too. He found himself thinking about this nameless boy as they walked down the street, until Rachel snapped him out of his daydream. "You're totally thinking about him right now, aren't you?" She exclaimed, obviously excited for one reason or another.

Kurt rolled his eyes, "So? Is it illegal for me to think about him?"

Rachel giggled, "No, not at all. Like I said, it's cute."

Kurt scoffed, "Once again, do I need to remind you that I have a boyfriend?" His mind drifted to his boyfriend, Hayden, who probably wouldn't be too pleased to hear Kurt and Rachel talking about his crush on the barista (even though Kurt would argue that it was near impossible to have a "crush" on someone after ordering coffee from them once).

"It's also not illegal to find someone attractive while you're in a relationship," Rachel pressed, "It's not like you're going to peruse it or anything. I don't think Hayden would care."

Kurt sighed, "Regardless, we're not going to have this conversation. It's stupid."

Rachel was quiet for a moment, but it was short lived, "But you do think he's cute, right?"

"Yes," Kurt answered, frustrated, "He was good looking. But that's it. Are you happy?"

She grinned and linked their arms together as they walked, "Very happy."

"You're going to be the death of me," Kurt sighed, but couldn't help but grin thanks to Rachel's infectious smile.

"You just need to loosen up a bit," She teased, shaking him a little bit, and Kurt held his coffee out so it didn't spill. "Plus," She added, "I know you are faithful to Hayden."

"Good," Kurt sighed again, hoping she was done.

"But," Rachel added, looking up at him, "If you were single, I'd make you talk to cute barista boy. He's totally your type."

"Rachel," Kurt cut in, voice stern, "That's enough."

She shrugged, "I mean you do have a thing for brunettes, and did you see those eyes?"

"You're getting ahead of yourself," Kurt said, cutting her off, "How do you even know he's gay?"

She laughed, "Did you see the way he was looking at you?"

"God, why am I even having this conversation with you?" He asked, shaking his head, and Rachel just gripped his arm in return. They stopped walking and turned to look up at the building in front of them, which happened to be Hayden's apartment. "Do you think you can keep your mouth shut while we're with my boyfriend?" Kurt stressed, looking at the brunette next to him. She pretended to zip her mouth shut and grinned up at him before nodding. Kurt just shook his head in response, and opened the door to let Rachel into the apartment building in front of him.

As the two of them stood in the elevator up to Hayden's apartment, any thoughts of the boy from the coffee shop were wiped from Kurt's mind. He wasn't going to deny that he was pretty excited to see his boyfriend. They rarely got to hang out for long during the week because of class, so the weekends were always a relief. Lately, Hayden had been so busy with class, they didn't even get to see eachother as much on the weekends anymore, so Kurt was definitely excited to spend a day with him.

Kurt and Hayden had met at the end of their freshman year of college when they ran into eachother in the hallway of the dorms, and they had basically been inseparable ever since. It turned out that Hayden was in a lot of Rachel's classes, because he was in theater too, so Kurt learned a lot about him pretty quickly. With a little push from Rachel, the two started dating in the middle of their sophomore year. The relationship was difficult at first, because Hayden was from New York and Kurt went home to Ohio for the summer and Christmas, but it became easier when Kurt decided to stay in New York for Christmas his junior year, and when he brought Hayden home that summer. They were just beginning their senior year together, and November would mark their two year anniversary. Though they had their arguments here and there, Kurt couldn't be happier with his boyfriend.

Kurt knocked a couple of times on his boyfriend's door before it opened, revealing Hayden who looked half ready. His short brown hair was still damp and he was wearing an undershirt and holding two other shirts in his hand, as if he couldn't decide between them. "Sorry I'm not ready yet, guys, I woke up late," he explained, letting them in.

Rachel shrugged, "It's okay, we're not in a hurry. We don't even have any plans yet."

Kurt smiled and kissed him quickly, then looked down at the clothes in his hands. "Wear the red shirt," he said, tugging at a red flannel shirt, "It looks cute on you. And don't do anything with your hair. It looks fine when you let it dry."

Hayden smiled, "Thanks. It'll just be a minute."

The three of them spent the majority of the day walking around the city and shopping together. That evening, Rachel headed back to her and Kurt's apartment, mentioning something about a date, and Hayden and Kurt wished her good luck as she left.

"So," Hayden started, his arm around Kurt as they sat on his couch together, "Since Rachel has a date tonight, and we don't want a repeat of what happened last time she brought a date home while you were there, would you like to stay the night?"

Kurt was reminded of a few months ago, when Rachel went on a date and came home with the boy, wasted and practically half naked as they stumbled into their small apartment, where Kurt was sitting on the couch, watching TV. Needless to say, Kurt retreated into his room and took a sleeping pill and tried to ignore his drunk roommate and her date for the rest of the night.

"I think she learned her lesson when she caught him trying to sneak out the next morning," Kurt joked, "And besides, I don't have any clothes over here…"

Hayden shrugged, "You can borrow some of mine tomorrow, if you want. We're almost the same size." When Kurt was silent for a moment, he continued, "And don't try to tell me that my clothes aren't nice enough, because I think I've spent more money on clothes than I have on food since I've started dating you."

Kurt laughed, "No, it's fine. I don't mind. I was just thinking that I've never borrowed your clothes before… It's cute."

Hayden grinned and kissed him quickly, "Good."

Hayden was still sleeping when Kurt awoke the next morning, so he quietly grabbed an outfit from his closet and took a quick shower. When he got out, Hayden still wasn't up, and he left him a quick note next to the bed before heading out. It was Sunday and it was almost noon, and none of his homework was done, and Kurt knew his boyfriend would understand. He took one last look in the mirror, adjusted his somewhat messy hair, and mentally reminded himself that he would have to buy some hair care products over to Hayden's for when he stayed the night again, then headed out the door.

Because it was a nice fall afternoon and it was so pretty outside, Kurt decided against taking a cab home and chose to walk instead, enjoying the fresh air. He pulled his phone out of his pocket to check the time and mentally cursed himself for not bringing his charger with him to Hayden's, and hoped that the ten percent left on his battery would make it until he got home.

Though he probably didn't have the time, Kurt slowed as he neared his favorite coffee shop. He normally only stopped in for coffee in the morning with Rachel, but he was feeling sleepy and hungry, and had heard that their sandwiches were pretty good, so he opened the door and stepped inside. The first thing he noticed was the sweet, familiar smell of the coffee. The second thing he noticed was that the cute barista from Friday was standing behind the counter, looking down at something, and he couldn't help but be a little relieved that Rachel wasn't with him, because he could feel his heart rate speed up at the sight of him. Kurt willed it down and calmed himself, though, reminding himself that he was just a barista, nothing more.

Blaine had been trying to organize receipts that had been thrown all over the counter by the person who had been working before him, when a somewhat familiar voice brought him out of his concentration. "Excuse me."

Blaine glanced up and almost jumped when he saw the "nonfat mocha" boy (or at least that's what he was calling him) standing in front of him, smiling slightly. "Oh, hey," he choked out, trying to sound like he wasn't freaking out a little.

"Sorry if I'm interrupting something…" The other boy said, leaning over the counter to look at what he was doing, definitely flirting a little. Whether it was intentional or unintentional, Blaine couldn't decide.

"No, it's fine," Blaine said, tossing the receipts to the side, scattering them a bit, "What can I get you?"

He grinned, "Could I get a nonfat mocha and a turkey sandwich?"

Blaine rang him up and just as he was about to walk away, he swallowed hard before speaking, "What's the name on that?"

He looked around the coffee shop, and Blaine suddenly felt stupid for asking for his name. They weren't busy at all. Why would anyone in their right mind ask for his name when they weren't busy? Instead, the boy just grinned, "It's Kurt."

Blaine nodded and started making his drink as he sat down and pulled his phone out of his pocket. Kurt. Well, now nonfat mocha boy had a name. Melissa would be so proud if she were working. Blaine took a deep breath as he set the drink on the counter, "Kurt?"

Kurt stood and took it, smiling, "Thanks."

"I'll have the sandwich out in a minute," Blaine replied, to which he got another smile and a nod. He was going to call Kurt's name again when it was done, but when he looked up, he could see the other boy sitting by the window, staring intently at his phone, and decided to bring it to his table instead.

When he set the plate down, Kurt smiled up at him, "Thanks again."

Blaine smiled back, "Of course." Just as he was about to walk away, he heard Kurt curse under his breath and assumed he had made the sandwich wrong, "Is everything okay?"

Kurt ran his fingers through his hair, "Yeah, it's fine… Just, my phone just died and I was trying to read an email."

"You have an iPhone?" Blaine asked without thinking.

"Yeah…" He waved it a bit, making Blaine feel stupid for a second.

"I have a charger in the back. You can use it if you want."

"You don't have to…" Kurt started, but Blaine waved his hand in dismissal.

"It's totally fine. I'll go grab it." He ran to the back room quickly and grabbed his phone charger, already excited to tell Trent about his encounter with Kurt, and kicking himself for being too nice as usual. He didn't even know the guy yet, and he was just letting him borrow his things.

When he returned, Kurt was eating his sandwich. "Thank you so much," he said, plugging his phone in, "I'll bring it back when I leave."

"Sure thing," Blaine replied, turning to walk away.

"Hey," Kurt called after him, somewhat unsure of what he was doing. If Rachel were there, she would be giving him a hard time for it, and he was glad he was alone. When he turned, Kurt continued, "I didn't catch your name."

"It's Blaine," He said, smiling a half smile.

"Well, Blaine," He said, smiling back, "It's nice to meet you."