Blaine frowned. "... Something?" he asked and Kurt shifted in the chair uncomfortable and not looking directly at his eyes. That was when something clicked inside of Blaine. "Is that something to do about...?"

"What we talked last night, yes."

Blaine didn't know exactly why, but suddenly felt his heartbeat get a little faster than it should be. He shook his head, trying to focus on the conversation.

"Okay," he said slowly. "You... I mean, what exactly do you want to tell me?"

Kurt swallowed hard, his eyes scanning the room to see if someone was listening to them, but nobody seemed to be paying attention.

"Well," he started awkwardly, still not looking at him. "I woke up... like that today," he couldn't contain the burn he felt in his cheeks. "And-"

"Wait," Blaine interrupted him, feeling his own cheeks burn and making the boy look at him questioning. "You really don't have to tell me that. I understand you probably felt bad when I told you those things about- about knowing yourself, but-"

"I didn't feel bad," Kurt said matter-of-factly.

"Really?"

"Yes, and I told you that," he insisted. "It was just something awkward to talk about."

Blaine giggled. "Yeah, it was," he agreed and both boys looked at each other and laughed.

"So, yeah..." Kurt said a little while after. "I tried to... you know, do what you told me."

"I see," Blaine teased now that both felt it was okay to talk about it. They were friends, after all, and Blaine would never make fun of Kurt about anything. He knew that. "So, was it good?"

"Oh dear God," Kurt let his head fall and buried his face on his hands. Blaine laughed at that adorable scene. "It isn't funny!"

"What isn't funny?" the boys turned their heads, surprised at the sound of the third voice. Sebastian was standing there, coffee in hand, and that usual smug expression that never seemed to disappear on his face. "Hey, Blaine," he said, placing the cup on the table as he sat next to the boy and barely looked at Kurt.

"Hey," Blaine responded awkwardly, but smiled sympathetically. He noticed how Kurt got uncomfortable in Sebastian's presence and he didn't like what he was seeing.

"What were you guys talking about?"

It's none of your business, Kurt thought, taking a sip of his juice while his eyes darted over the place.

Blaine shrugged. "You know. Classes, new teachers for Kurt, things like that," Blaine said and Kurt looked at him smiling gratefully.

"Oh yeah, how's it going, Kurt? Fitting in?" Sebastian asked, as if magically he had remembered the existence of the boy right beside him.

"It's great," he responded with his best cynical smile, which Blaine noticed. "You have no idea."

"Actually, I think I do," Sebastian replied in the same tone.

Blaine was about to interrupt what seemed like the beginning of a fight when Nick and Jeff appeared beside him. They said hellos and joined the three boys at the table, making Blaine and Kurt sigh in relief.

"Where were you guys?" Blaine asked.

"Jeff took me to our dorm to show me his new toy," Nick said a little too excited and a little breathlessly.

"Oh, wow, that was a terrible flirt," Sebastian mocked, receiving a glare from Jeff and even from Kurt.

"Show 'em, Jeff," Nick said completely ignoring Sebastian and what he had said.

"I will, I will," he said just as euphoric as Nick was. He grabbed his bag and put it on his lap, not revealing what was inside of it yet. "Okay, are you ready?" he asked and everybody nodded. He immediately put his 'little toy' out of the bag and looked at them with a smile from ear to ear, pretty much like Nick's.

The boys looked at them with a little less enthusiasm.

"Uh... a camera?" Sebastian asked.

"A video camera," Jeff grinned.

"What's the difference?" Kurt murmured to Blaine, who shrugged, shaking his head. None of the others heard them.

"Okay, I'm gonna look for something else to do," Sebastian said. "See you around, Blaine," he gave his usual seductive smile to the boy, who responded with a small wave and an awkward smile.

Kurt sighed almost in relief when Sebastian walked away from them. He immediately felt a hand covering his own and looked up, finding Blaine with a small smile and that look that always make his body melt.

"Okay guys, say hello to my new best friend," Jeff said, turning the lens of the camera to them and catching perfectly Blaine and Kurt's hands joined.

"Whoa, you're already filming?" Blaine asked with his chin leaned on his hand, but without separating his other hand from the boy's. He actually wanted that to be filmed; he always felt that weird feeling, like his whole body was on fire when he held hands with Kurt, and he wanted to make sure if it in fact had smoke emanating from him.

"Why not?" Jeff asked. "It's actually better I start now that Sebastian isn't here. Don't want anybody to think that I'm friends with that asshole."

"Yeah, that would be awful," Nick agreed and Kurt smiled.

He had good friends at Dalton, after all.

Once the last bell rang, the four boys met at the choir room. There were some Warblers there already, and they talked to one another while waited for Wes and David. When the two boys got in the room, which was about five minutes after the bell, all of them started to discuss everything for Regionals.

They rehearsed some songs over and over again, but obviously didn't decide anything. It was only the first day of rehearsal and even though Wes and David were a little rough on them, they couldn't make miracles.

Finally, the two hours of glee club had came to its end and they left the room, saying their goodbyes to the students who didn't stay in the school and walking upstairs to the dorms hall. Luckily, Sebastian wasn't a problem that day. When it comes to rehearsals, he always had the urge to show he could be professional, giving opinions to everything, so he didn’t bother sending judgmental looks at Kurt or anything.

Jeff had his new camera in hand, recording pretty much everything he could - except at the rehearsal, when Wes almost had a heart attack when saw it. "If you lose this thing, we're absolutely screwed!" he had said.

The boys talked for a few minutes until Kurt announce he had Algebra homework to do due the next day. He said bye to the boys and went to his dorm by himself while Blaine went to spend some time at Jeff and Nick's.

Kurt was resolving the last question of the homework when his phone buzzed. He reached for it beside his notebook and saw it was a text from Blaine.

Everything ok? -B

Kurt replied immediately.

You have to stop worrying about me, you know. -K

I'm fine, Blaine :) -K

The reply took a little longer than he thought, since the record time for Blaine to reply a text was within a minute or two. This time, though, he had taken at least five minutes.

I'm just checkin' on you. ):: -B

See? You made me sad. ): -B

The first face looks like an ET, Blaine. -K

No, it doesn't. -B

Yes, it does. -K

It doesn't. -B

Kurt laughed, shaking his head.

Whatever, weirdo. I have to go back to my homework. -K

Homework. Sure. -B

Kurt's face burned the second he read that text.

Yes, Blaine, homework. What else would it be? -K

I don't know. You tell me. -B

Blaine smirked as he sent the last text. He just loved teasing Kurt, and he could bet anything the boy was blushing right now.

"Are you really going to spend the day texting Kurt?" he heard a voice he recognized as Jeff's and immediately locked the phone.

"I wasn't texting Kurt."

The boy rolled his eyes. "Yeah, sure," he said sarcastically, the camera finally down and turned off.

"Why would I be texting someone who is three doors away from here?"

"Because of that puppy love face you two have on when are together?"

Blaine truly blushed at that, but tried to ignore it and shook his head. "You're insane."

"Of course I am," Jeff said ironically and walked towards the door. "I'm gonna get my iPod with Thad."

"By-ye," Nick said in a singing tone, speaking for the first time in at least ten minutes.

When Jeff was gone, the silence remained for a few seconds. Nick was sitting next to Blaine on the bed with his back against the headboard. He had a notebook and a textbook on his lap, and wasn't showing interest in speaking, so they stayed like that until Blaine couldn't help himself anymore.

"Do you think Jeff knows?" he asked and Nick already knew what he meant.

"Nah," he responded, his eyes glued on the notes he was copying. "He's just teasing you."

Blaine sighed and rested his head against the headboard. "Sometimes I feel like everybody knows."

Nick chuckled. "Well, you do look at him like a puppy in love."

"Ugh," Blaine slid his body down the mattress and Nick laughed. "I mean, he's so..." he looked for the right word, his eyes lost in some random spot of the room and he didn't even noticed Nick staring at him. "So Kurt."

"Oh my God, there's literally hearts popping out of your eyes," Nick said. "Get out of here. Lover boy is all alone in your dorm. And you're messing my bed. Go, get out!" Nick was pushing Blaine out of the bed while the boy laughed.

"So you're kicking me out?! Okay. You're gonna regret it. You know I was your roommate befor-"

"Go!" Nick yelled.

I'm not doing what you think I'm doing. -K

Kurt had sent that text at least ten minutes ago. He was trying not to think that Jeff or Nick had grabbed Blaine's phone from him and read all the conversation. He really didn't need that.

Luckily, when he was trying to concentrate on his homework, the door opened and Blaine got in the room, with a shadow of a smile on his lips.

"So you didn't forget the way back," Kurt joked.

Blaine only smirked. "I know you missed me."

Is it weird that I did? "Not at all."

Blaine only hummed sarcastically, smirk still in place, only now his eyes were focused on throwing his bag and jacket on his bed and loosening his tie. Kurt observed the scene with his lips parted a little, but that was enough to make his mouth dry.

Blaine reached for his phone and saw there was a text from Kurt that he probably had missed when he was talking to Nick. He read it and raised an eyebrow, smirking once more and looking at the boy only to catch his eyes already on him.

Kurt turned his attention to his notes again, but failing miserably.

"So what was I thinking you were doing?" he looked down at the boy, who was lying down on his stomach with his face buried on the book.

"Are you seriously doing that?" this time, Kurt didn't pretend he didn't know what Blaine was talking about, and the boy looked confused. "Since you caught me watching porn, all you do is tease me about it," he explained.

"Yeah, that's because you have no idea how adorable you look when you're blushing," Blaine said and, well, Kurt really didn't need his cheeks to burn that much right now. "See? Adorable."

Kurt let his face fall on the books and sighed, hearing the boy giggle from across the room. "Why are you so annoying?"

"Stop complaining. You know I just bring fun to your day," Kurt didn't say anything at that, only scoffed at the boy, who had a big, cynical smile. "Well, I'm gonna take a shower and then we can talk."

"Talk?" Kurt asked confusedly. "About what?"

Blaine was on his way to the bathroom when turned around, a towel already hanging on his shoulder.

"Oh, I-" he swallowed. "I was assuming you- I mean, I told you I'd tell you what I know about... you know, sex. So I thought-"

"Oh!" Kurt exclaimed. He didn't see this coming. "Yeah. Okay."

"Okay," Blaine said, smiling and entering the bathroom.

Kurt was let alone in the bedroom once again. He really wasn't expecting that... suggestion from Blaine right now, but thinking about it twice, Kurt saw that that was actually a good idea. He didn't have this kind of conversation with anybody, so he could use some information.

In the shower, Blaine did everything not to think about what he was about to talk to Kurt. He knew that was the only way the boy would listen to him - if he acted normal about it and didn't make fun of him - and he honestly didn't want Kurt to have those experiences while he was drunk at some party and with some random guy. He had at least to have some information of what he was doing. And Blaine was happy to help him with it, even though he wouldn't be the one to show it to him.

After a few minutes, he finished the shower and went back to the bedroom. Kurt was now sat on the bed with the laptop on his lap. He heard the doorknob and smiled when saw Blaine, who smiled back. They stayed on a comfortable silence while Blaine was drying his hair with the towel and only spoke when the boy was already on his own bed, his own computer on his lap.

"So," Blaine spoke, getting Kurt's attention on the other side of the room. "Ready?"

Kurt went to sit next to Blaine and they started talking. Everything was going perfectly okay.

They started with STDs; the internet browser opened in a very helpful website that showed some stories of people who didn't use protection and even some photos of its results.

"That's horrible," Kurt said while looked at the page Blaine was scrolling down.

"See? Always use protection."

"Yeah, even if I wasn't planning it, now I'm definitely gonna use it," he said, making a face to the photos.

"Good," Blaine smiled.

"But it would be helpful if they... I don't know. They could put some photos teaching how to use protection. Does it make sense?"

"You mean, like, how to put a condom on?" Blaine asked, turning his look from the screen to the boy. Kurt nodded, feeling himself flush a little. "Come on, don't get embarrassed. But you're right; it would be helpful if they did," Blaine responded and Kurt smiled minimally, feeling a little more comfortable. Blaine turned his eyes back to the screen, but his attention was still on the boy. "Have you ever seen a condom before, at least?"

Kurt shrugged. "... No? I mean, they did this lecture once at McKinley and they showed it to us, but everybody was laughing and being loud. It was like a war zone," he explained.

"Hm," Blaine nodded. "I think I can help you with that."

Kurt raised one eyebrow, a little lost as Blaine reached for the drawer of the nightstand and looked for something inside of it.

"What are you-" Kurt was about to ask when Blaine closed the drawer and put some things on the mattress between them. "Oh," he said dumbly.

"So, condom and lube," Blaine said. "I'm just gonna show you really quick how exactly you have to use them, okay?" Kurt nodded, not really trusting his voice to speak. Blaine was looking at him with a concerned expression while Kurt had his eyes fixed on the 'instruments' in front of him, clearly not looking at the boy on purpose. "If this is too much, we can do this another time."

Kurt shook his head eagerly. "No, we- we can keep going," he looked briefly at Blaine, and smiled quickly.

Blaine nodded, smiling back, even though the boy's eyes were focused on the bed again.

"Okay," Blaine said, sitting straight on the mattress. He grabbed the first package and raised it to him. "So this is the condom, obviously," Kurt nodded, and Blaine raised the bottle. "And this is the lube," Kurt flushed at that, but Blaine ignored. He'll get used to it. "And they have to work together. If they don't, well, the sex will be a lot more painful. So, the lube is obviously to ease the penetration. Everything okay so far?"

Kurt nodded. Of course his cheeks were burning like hell, but he was really paying attention to everything. "Yes."

"Okay, good," Blaine said smiling and grabbing the condom. "So now, I'm gonna show you how to put on the condom. Okay?" Kurt nodded, but then stared at him skeptically.

"Um, h-how exactly are you..." Kurt trailed off and Blaine looked at him confusedly. "How are you gonna show me-"

"Oh!" Blaine exclaimed, now being the one to feel his face on fire. "Now, I- I wasn't planning show you that in... the, um... traditional way," he said.

"Oh," Kurt sighed in relief. "Okay, good."

"Yeah," he cleared his throat. "So, give me your hand," Kurt looked at him suspiciously and Blaine chuckled. "Just do it, Kurt."

Kurt gave his hand to the boy and Blaine grabbed his wrist, positioning it the way he wanted, "I need both my hands to show you," he explained.

"You're really going to use my hand as if it was-"

"A penis, yes."

"Oh, God," Kurt buried his face in his other hand.

Blaine just laughed as tried to open the condom with his teeth.

"Stop that, it's no big deal. Here, look," he finally opened the package and Kurt looked at him again. Blaine was focused on positioning the boy's fingers together and grabbing the condom to put it above his fingertips. "Alright," Blaine looked up at him. "Now, to put on the condom, you just have to squeeze the tip and roll it down," he did as he spoke, squeezing the tip and rolling it down Kurt's fingers.

Kurt's breath became a little heavy. He couldn't help it; he just couldn't not imagine Blaine's hands putting that condom on his cock and rolling it down as his fingers ghosted over his skin, making him even harder and-

Oh. Why was Blaine looking at him like that?

"Kurt," Blaine called for what it seemed like the second or third time.

Kurt shook his head to make those thoughts go away because they have to go away, please.

"I'm sorry!" he said. "I'm following, I promise."

Blaine eyed him suspiciously, but said nothing about it.

"Well..." he trailed off. "Okay, so now the lube."

"I don't think you have to show me that," Kurt said, watching the boy open the bottle easily.

"Really?" Blaine asked, frowning confusedly.

Kurt nodded. "It's not a mystery how this one works."

"Oh," Blaine realized. "Okay. So, any question?"

"Yes, actually," Kurt said smirking. Blaine raised one eyebrow, not understanding where that was going. "Why is the lube open?"

Blaine looked at him blankly, while Kurt looked back with a mischievous expression. That was his turn to tease Blaine.

"Where did that shy boy who knew nothing about sex go?" Blaine asked, his tone was a little suggestive.

Kurt shrugged, still smirking. "Well, he did watch porn, didn't he?"

Blaine nodded in acknowledgment.

"You're right," he said. "And you should try, you know. It feels good."

Kurt tried to restrain the blush, but it was too late. "Good night, Blaine," he said as removed the condom from his fingers.

"I'm serious. It feels good," he said, lowering his tone to add in a husky voice. "Really good."

"Good night, Blaine."