The bell rang just when Blaine reached for his phone to see what time was it. Everyone in the classroom started packing their things and eventually exited the room, but Blaine was one of the last students who did it because he had waited for Nick to finish the conversation he was having with the French teacher.

"Anybody who doesn’t know you could really say you're having trouble with French and weren't just trying to take a better look at her neckline," Blaine commented casually when they were walking to their next class, which they also had together.

"Well, I'm a straight teenage boy in a private only-boys school. Only boys, Blaine. I need some distraction," he said causing the other boy to chuckle.

"Yeah, I think you're right."

"Of course I'm right. And stop smirking. You don't have the same feeling that I do about this," this time Blaine really laughed and they kept talking until they reached the class room.

They went to sit on the same place they always did when a familiar voice stopped them.

"I have two great news, guys!" they turned around to see an excited Jeff. "Which one do you want first?"

"Why are you here so early?" Nick asked, ignoring the question the boy had made.

Jeff rolled his eyes. "I'm not early. You two are late."

"French class," Blaine explained in a whisper and Jeff understood immediately. French teacher, duh.

"We're not late. If we are, where's everyone?" Nick asked, giving their whispering no attention.

"Yeah, I was going to tell you, but you won't let me," Blaine was only watching them. It was extremely fun when they'd start to argue with each other.

"Then say it, Jeff. What are these great news?"

"Well, one of them you two probably already noticed, Mr. Ross isn't coming today."

"Oh, thank God..."

"Why not?" Blaine asked almost in a sad tone. Not that he was the biggest Geometry fan, but Mr. Ross' classes were really fun.

"Something about food poisoning, I don't know," Jeff responded. "Anyways. The other news is that Wes and David asked me to tell you that we're free of rehearsals today."

"Oh, thank God!"

"What? Why?" it was Nick who asked in a sad tone this time.

"We won Sectionals, man! We deserve a break," Blaine said while the three of them walked out of the classroom. He skillfully grabbed his phone, writing a quick text to Kurt and putting it back in his pocket.

"I agree," Jeff said. "That's why I asked them myself if we could start again only tomorrow."

"I hate you, Jeff."

Blaine wore the biggest smile. "I love you, Jeff."

They kept walking through the halls to the stairs, until they reached the dorms area. It wasn't very crowded since most of the students were still in class, but there was some boys walking and talking to others.

"So what are you gonna do?" Nick asked. "We could hang out and wait for Kurt since we know you're gonna want to spend the rest of the afternoon with him."

Jeff didn't try to hide the laugh and Blaine prayed not to blush so much. "He's my friend, guys, and I love spending time with him."

The boys laughed. "We're messing with you, dude."

Blaine rolled his eyes, resting the weight of his arm on the strap of his bag.

"Anyways. I have to clean up some things in our dorm, so can we hang out tomorrow?"

"Sure, dude. See you later."

"See you," Blaine said and the boys went to their dorm.

Blaine kept walking to his own, which was only three doors away of Jeff and Nick's. He grabbed the keys in his pocket, but was surprised to see that the door was unlocked. When he entered the room, he was surprised one more time to see Kurt there.

The boy was sitting on the bed with his laptop in front of him. He had his eyes fixed on the screen and only noticed Blaine's presence when he closed the door.

"Hey, Kur-"

It all happened really fast. Kurt thought he probably had broken some part of the computer with the force he closed it. He wondered if his face looked as red as he felt it was while he faced Blaine, who looked confused.

"What's wrong?" Blaine asked.

"W-what are you doing here?" Kurt didn't even hear the question the boy had made; his heart was racing too much for that.

"Well, I didn't have the last class and we're free of the rehearsals today," he said loosening his tie and noticing the way Kurt avoided his eyes. "But you would know that if you had checked your phone."

"My pho- oh yeah, i-it's on the charge, the battery died…"

"It's right by your side, Kurt."

Kurt felt his face burn and he was pretty sure that wasn't healthy. When he looked to his side, he saw that damn cell phone and didn't dare to say anything else. He was too embarrassed and it didn't go unnoticed to Blaine.

The dark haired boy was trying not to laugh at the situation. He walked to the bed and sat by Kurt's side. The boy was still avoiding his eyes.

"So," he started, not really sure of what to say. "What were you doing here? I mean, shouldn't you be in class?"

"Mrs. Bennet finished the class earlier and Mr. Fletcher said the students who got an A or B on his test were free."

Blaine hummed, understanding.

"And what were you doing here?" Blaine asked again.

"Oh, y-you know," he shrugged. "Just, uh, checking my emails and... yeah."

"Yeah?" Blaine asked in an ironic tone and immediately Kurt knew what the boy was really doing.

"Yes, Blaine."

"Okay, so may I check my facebook really quick or..." he said as he reached for Kurt's laptop, but the boy stopped him before he could open it.

"No!" he grabbed his computer, holding it in his hands like his life depended on it.

"Why not?" he asked in a fake curious tone.

"The battery just died!" it was the first thing that came in his mind and it came out sounding a little annoyed.

"Well, no battery survives with you, huh?" Kurt probably had an answer ready, which he was going to discover what it was only when it came out of his mouth, but Blaine didn't give him a chance to say anything. "Well, I'm gonna get in the shower," he said and without another word disappeared in the bathroom, closing the door behind him.

Kurt didn't open the screen of the laptop until he heard the sound of the water. When he did, he quickly opened the computer and went straight to the internet icon to close it, and then to the history browser to delete it. He was sure Blaine knew what he was watching, but he didn't have to make it easy for him to find the videos. It was already too embarrassing to just know that Blaine knew it, so he would deny it until the end.

After that, he reached for his phone and unlocked it, only to see the text he got from Blaine several minutes ago.

Hey, I'm out of classes a little earlier and we don't have rehearsals for the day. Wanna do something later? -B

Well, shit.

About an hour after that, Blaine had already got off of the shower and was on his bed, with his computer on his lap. Kurt was on his own bed, changing the channels until something interesting on the TV could caught his attention, but that hadn't happened yet, and he already had spent about half an hour with it.

The boys haven't spoke with each other since the incident and not because they were mad at each other or anything, but because Kurt was still embarrassed about what happened. For God's sake, he had never tried to watch those videos before and when he finally did, someone walked in on him. That was just great.

But truth be told, he already missed talking to Blaine. And that's why he turned off the TV and looked to his side, getting the view of Blaine - cute as ever - concentrated in something the screen was showing him.

"Hey," he said and, to his surprise, Blaine looked up to him.

"Yes?"

Kurt was caught off guard. He didn't expected Blaine to look away from the screen immediately.

It was like he was waiting for Kurt to say something.

"I... Well, I'm sorry. About earlier," he said, not really sure what he was apologizing for, but if doing it meant that Blaine would talk to him again, then he would do it.

Blaine looked at him with that look that did anyone melt at and Kurt had to look at his hands to keep himself from it.

"Come here," he finally said and Kurt looked up. Blaine was gesturing with his head for him to seat by his side, so Kurt did it.

He crossed the small space between the beds and crawled to his side, sitting next to him with their backs resting on the headboard.

Blaine turned to him, putting his laptop away. "You have nothing to apologize for," he said reaching for Kurt's hand, who wasn't looking at Blaine yet. "Actually, I'm the one who should."

"You didn't do anything," Kurt said gently, finally looking up and facing those hazel eyes on him.

"I pushed you," Blaine said. "It was immature of me. I knew what you were watching and still-"

Kurt froze.

"You knew, like... Um..."

Blaine let a small smile escape from his lips. "I know you were watching porn, Kurt."

Kurt had never felt his face burn so much like it was at the moment. "I wasn't- I mean, it-"

"It's okay, silly," he said, chuckling. "It's normal to do it sometimes, you know."

"But it wasn't- Oh my God," Blaine couldn't help but laugh this time. "Stop laughing!" Kurt snapped and the other boy only laughed more.

"Relax, Kurt! It's not like I don't do that, too."

"No!" Kurt said horrified, not even daring to look at him. "I mean, yes, but it wasn't like that."

Blaine gave him a look which pretty much said he didn't believe him.

"Oh, really?"

"Yes, really," he said in the same tone. "And it is going to sound ridiculous, but it was only for science."

Kurt waited for Blaine's laugh again, but it didn't happen. He looked up, then, and Blaine was looking at him curiously.

"I'm listening," he said and didn't look like was about to make a joke or anything.

Kurt took a deep breath. This was going to be awkward.

"Well," he started. "I was trying to... you know, learn more about it."

Blaine frowned. "About sex?"

"Yes," he responded, swallowing hard.

"But... Why now? I mean, we talked about it and you said-"

"I know what I said," Kurt interrupted him. "And I'm still not ready to... do it or anything, but i-it's just..." he trailed off and Blaine noticed his hesitance.

"You know you can tell me anything, right?" Blaine asked, squeezing his hand he was still holding.

Kurt looked at him. He saw Blaine's eyes shine like they always did when he looked intensely at something.

"I know," he smiled gratefully. "It's just... I didn't really feel very welcome here."

Blaine sighed. "Why do I have the feeling this conversation is going to end up about Sebastian?"

Kurt smiled weakly. "Because it is."

Blaine sighed again, this time to contain the anger. "What did he do now?"

"Nothing exactly," Kurt responded, but Blaine didn't seem to believe him. "It’s true. It's not about what he did, it's about what he's been saying since I got here."

"You know how Sebastian is and nothing he tells you is true," Blaine said. "He is a jerk and he tells things like that to everybody."

"I know he's a jerk, I'm aware of that," Kurt said in a fun tone and Blaine smiled. "It's just hard to hear some things."

"Like what?"

Kurt thought before replying. That was something he would probably be ashamed of if he was going to tell somebody else, but it was Blaine there.

"It's nothing serious, actually," he said trying to gain time, but the look Blaine gave him had scared him a little. "He said that that Karofsky kid had probably lost his mind when he kissed me because with my awful virgin face I wouldn't get a boyfriend anytime soon."

Blaine's eyes went wide after hearing that and Kurt smiled weakly one more time.

"Oh my God, Kurt, I'm so sorry-"

"No, hey, it's not your fault, you know that."

"I should've done something. I know how he is, and I did nothing to stop him from-" Blaine only stopped talking when Kurt cupped his face in both his hands, making the boy look at him immediately.

"It's okay," Kurt said and let his face go when he noticed the intense look in those damn hazel eyes. "I just... watched that video thinking I could learn something about it, but nothing changed. I still don't know the first thing about sex."

Blaine only watched him and the way his eyes were lost in frustration. That only made Blaine want to do anything he could to help him.

"Well, I already told you I can tell you what I know..."

"I know," Kurt didn't look straight to him as he spoke. "I just... I don't know. I think I was embarrassed."

"Yeah, actually I don't think I can imagine you doing that. 'Hey Blaine, I'm bored, could you give me some sex ed classes?'"

Kurt laughed at it. It was comforting having Blaine not to make him feel bad about anything he did. That was a good thing if he was going to compare Dalton to McKinley.

"Okay," Blaine took a deep breath before sitting straight and facing Kurt. "So when you say you know nothing about sex, you mean, like..."

"I mean I... can't understand exactly why they do it," Kurt said a little shy and hurried to add, "I mean, I tried to understand, everyone says it's amazing and they seemed pretty happy on that video, but at the same time I... don't get it," he gestured with his hands as he spoke. It was like if he concentrates in his hands, it would be easier to just keep speaking.

"Well," Blaine said, trying to make his voice sound comforting. "It's easy to imagine. It's just like when... you know, you touch yourself. Just imagine how it would feel with another person and... What?" Blaine interrupted himself when he noticed the tension in Kurt's expression.

Kurt was still looking down at his hands, playing with them.

"I've... never done that to myself," he said without looking up and Blaine didn't know how to respond right away.

"You've never..." Kurt shook his head quickly to keep Blaine from saying it. "But then what do you do when you wake up... like that?

"Oh, God," Kurt flushed. "I take a cold shower."

"But it hurts-"

"And that's another reason why I've never done it," Kurt said almost angrily.

"But that's the point! You do it to get a relief, to feel good," he insisted. "And that's the first thing, Kurt. It's how sex starts. You have to know yourself, know your boundaries, because if you don't, you'll never going to feel confident enough to open yourself to another person."

Kurt remained in silence, with his eyes fixed on his hands. He didn't know what to say, what to do, or if he should say or do anything at all. He knew Blaine was right, but to admit that was the hard part. Blaine was his best friend at Dalton, but he couldn't help but being embarrassed to say those things to him and to have to hear the truth. He was embarrassed of being so naïve.

He had to gather all the courage that Blaine had wished him one day to look up at him.

"Okay," he said, shyly. "I'm gonna... do my homework and let you get back to whatever you were doing."

He was almost getting out of the bed when Blaine reached for his arm and looked at him with those damn puppy eyes.

"Hey, Kurt, come on, don't be mad-"

"I'm not," he smiled gently. "But you were right. About those things, I mean. And I really have to do my homework, so..."

"Are you sure?"

"Yeah, I'm sure," he smiled again.

Blaine didn't look convinced, but let his arm go, allowing him to go to his bed.