Blaine knew that he had to be honest with Jeremiah. He couldn’t lie to him anymore. It had been eating him up all day. He knew he had to tell Jeremiah about the kiss. He went to his apartment Sunday evening and knocked on the door. Jeremiah answered and greeted him with a kiss on the cheek.
“Well you look like hell.” Jeremiah laughed. Blaine tried to smile, but it just looked forced.
“Ok, something’s wrong. Are you going to tell me, or do I have to drag it from you?”
Blaine looked to the floor, trying to gather a coherent string of words in his head. He took a deep breath before he spoke.
“I went out to a club last night with Kurt.” Jeremiah expression changed quickly from smiley to pissed off.
“And? What happened?”
Blaine finally looked Jeremiah in the eyes and saw the anger there. This isn’t going to end well, he thought.
“And we got really drunk. And we kissed.”
There was silence. Neither of them spoke for a moment.
“This seems to be a running theme with the two of you. You get drunk, forget about me and fuck him.”
“Jeremiah, we didn’t have-“
“Oh that’s right, why would you have sex with him when you have a boyfriend to do that? Oh wait, we don’t.”
“Please, Jer, don’t bring up this again.” Blaine pleaded with him, already wishing he hadn’t spoken in the first place.
“What? Bring up the fact that all we do is kiss? Blaine, you’re twenty three and still a virgin. You have this big idea of romance in your head that reality can never live up to! At this rate you’re going to die alone!” Jeremiah was shouting at this stage. He was furious at Blaine.
“Don’t say that,” Blaine whispered.
“I can’t do this anymore. I’m never going to be your Prince Charming, and I’m tired of waiting for you to see that.” Jeremiah yelled, causing Blaine to flinch. He hated it when anyone yelled at him.
“It’s over Blaine.” he spoke softly. He patted Blaine on the shoulder. As he was about to walk away Blaine grabbed his hand.
“No, please. Jer, I love you. Don’t leave me”

Jeremiah looked at Blaine. He saw hurt in Blaine’s eyes, but he also saw relief. Whether Blaine realized this was a different story.
“No. You don’t love me, Blaine. You just think you do. I think it’s best if you leave now.”

Neither said goodbye as Jeremiah opened the door for Blaine. He cried the entire way home, earning him stares from strangers on the street. But he didn’t care, he had just had his heart broken. When he got home, he didn’t bother eating or showering, instead he went straight to bed, curled up into a ball and continued crying until he fell into a restless sleep.
Blaine called in a sick for work on Monday. He couldn’t face the real world. He could barely face looking in the mirror. Instead he just moped around the house, eating chocolate and watching sappy movies. He had planned to use them to cheer himself up, but anytime a character made a declaration of love, he burst into tears. He quickly switched to action movies with little to no plot, pretending that ever character killed was Jeremiah. Eventually, he forced himself to go to bed. He knew that he should probably go to work the next day, so rest was a necessity.

He got up in the morning and showered immediately, realizing how disgusting he was when he looked in the mirror. Thick stubble covered his jaw line, and his hair had become a knotted, greasy mess. He also hadn’t changed his clothes since Sunday, and that combined with the lack of washing meant that Blaine stank. He forced himself to eat a proper breakfast too, unsure when he last ate a proper meal.

He almost decided to call sick again, but he managed to talk himself into going to work just as it was time to leave.
“Might as well face the inevitable,” he whispered to himself as he locked the door. He was hoping that maybe Kurt would cheer him up. Kurt. He hadn’t thought about Kurt since he’d left Jeremiah’s apartment. Blaine honestly didn’t know what he was going to do. He wasn’t even sure if he had actual feelings for Kurt.
He decided on the short walk to work that he wasn’t going to tell Kurt about Jeremiah yet, not until he knew how he felt anyway.
“Hey Blaine!” Blaine sat down on Kurt’s desk, handing him his usual afternoon coffee with a smile.
“Hey you. How are you?” Blaine tried to act as normal as he could, surprisingly, not raising any suspicion from Kurt.
“I’m really good actually. Where were you yesterday? I missed you.”
“Oh, I was really sick yesterday.” Blaine lied smoothly.
“What, Saturday night still taking its toll on you?” Kurt laughed.
“Something like that.”
The two drank their coffee as Kurt caught Blaine up on all he had missed.
“Also, I have some important news.” Kurt looked up to Blaine, grinning ear to ear.
“Well then tell me!”
“I have an audition. On Friday. For a musical. On Broadway.”
Blaine had to put his hand over his mouth to suppress his scream.
“Kurt! Oh my God, that is amazing news!” Blaine pulled Kurt up from his seat and gave him a giant bear hug. He’d never noticed before how nice Kurt smelled. Like flowers.
“I know right! I’m so excited, Blaine. This could be it!” Kurt started jumping on the spot and clapping excitedly.
“Kurt, I am so proud of you. I know you can do this.”
Blaine smiled sweetly at Kurt, causing the taller man to pull him in for a gentler hug.
“Thank you.”

All week Kurt had been calling and texting Blaine, asking him which song he should sing, what he should wear, how should he act. Blaine knew that Kurt was super nervous, so he did his best to calm down his friend. He was there whenever Kurt needed help. But it didn’t help Blaine with his feelings. He was still so confused. Did he just like Kurt as his friend, or was it more than that? Blaine wished there was an easy way to find out.

The morning of the audition, Kurt rang Blaine, almost in hysterics.
“Blaine?!”
“Hey, Kurt. What’s wrong?”
“Everything’s wrong.” Kurt sounded on the verge of tears. “The outfit I picked out won’t sit right, so I look stupid. My fucking hair won’t comply, and is sticking up all over the place. I don’t think I’ve picked the right song, which is going to throw my audition. And this stupid monologue is so God damn difficult. The audition is in three hours and I’m still not off book. Blaine, I can’t do this.” Kurt's voice broke as he finished his tirade.
“Hey, stop that. You can do this Kurt, I know you can. I’m sure you look as amazing, as always.” Wait, that’s not the kind of thing you say to your best friend – “And, um, you’ll sound amazing whatever you sing. And I’m sure if you just take a deep breath, calm down, you’ll see that you can kick that monologue’s ass. This is your dream, Kurt, and you’ve gotta believe that you can do it. Because I believe, Kurt. I believe in you.”

Blaine could hear a shaky breath and a sniffle from the other end of the phone.
“It’s like you always know what to say.”
“It’s a gift,” Blaine said with a smile.
“Will you come to the audition? Sit in the back, or something? I just…really need you there.”
“Of course I will. Hey Kurt, break a leg.”
“Thank you, Blaine. I, um, I’ll see you after.”
“Definitely. Bye Kurt.”
“Goodbye, Blaine.”

Blaine kept his promise, and took a seat in the back of the theatre where the auditions were being held. He thought it might look odd, the two of them calling in sick for work on the same day, but he didn’t care. He needed to be there for his best friend.
When Kurt walked out on stage he looked up searching for Blaine. When their eyes met, his face erupted into a smile, and all his nerves seemed to disappear. He then proceeded to introduce himself to the producer and director. He read his monologue and Blaine couldn’t believe how good an actor he was. He had known that Kurt could sing, but he’d never realized how truly talented this young man was. Blaine knew Kurt was over reacting about the monologue, he nailed it.
“That was great, Kurt. Ok, so what are you going to sing for us today?” asked the producer.
“The Winner Takes it All by Abba.”
“Perfect. Whenever you’re ready.”

The piano began softly in the background. Kurt took centre stage and looked straight to Blaine.

“I don’t wanna talk
About the things we’ve gone through
Though it’s hurting me
Now it’s history
I’ve played all my cards
And that’s what you’ve done too
Nothing more to say
No more ace to play”

There was something so raw, yet pure about the way Kurt sang. And he was singing straight to Blaine. Blaine couldn’t take his eyes of the man before him, lost in the performance. It was like he was seeing Kurt in a whole new light.

“The winner takes it all
The loser standing small
Beside the victory
That’s her destiny”

Blaine saw the hurt in Kurt’s eyes. He wondered if he was singing this song about him and Jeremiah. Blaine still hadn’t told Kurt about the pair breaking up, he had never realized that them being together had such an effect on Kurt.

“But tell me does she kiss
Like I used to kiss you?
Does it feel the same
When she calls your name?”

No.

“Somewhere deep inside
You must know I miss you
But what can I say
Rules must be obeyed”

Blaine’s heart felt like it was expanding in his chest. His mind was going a mile a minute. He couldn’t think straight. All he could see, hear or feel was Kurt. His stomach felt like he had released a million butterflies into it. He blinked slowly, not sure what was happening to him. He looked to Kurt again and realized what was going on.

“The judges will decide
The likes of me abide
Spectators of the show
Always staying low
The game is on again
A lover or a friend
A big thing or a small
The winner takes it all”

He was in love with Kurt Hummel.

“I don’t wanna talk
If it makes you feel sad
And I understand
You’ve come to shake my hand
I apologize
If it makes you feel bad
Seeing me so tense
No self-confidence
But you see
The winner takes it all
The winner takes it all.”

Blaine left immediately after Kurt finished. He texted him, telling him how amazing he was, and that he would see him at his show the next day, but he had things to attend to now.

Kurt looked up to where Blaine was sitting before he walked off stage, and saw an empty space. Kurt frowned slightly, reaching for his phone as soon as he got to his bag and saw a text from Blaine. The message was so blunt and un-Blaine like, which worried Kurt. He rang Rachel as he left the theatre, and asked to meet up with her. He needed some distraction from the thoughts of Blaine.

Blaine couldn’t stop smiling all the way home. What were his feelings for Jeremiah if this was what real love felt like? This was so much more than what was in the movies. This was more than Blaine had ever imagined. He understood now why people in musicals just burst out into songs in the middle of nowhere, because it honestly felt like his heart was singing of love. A song of Kurt.

Kurt spent most of the next day cleaning, singing, doing anything to keep his mind off Blaine. Had singing that song to him been a step too far? He was sure Blaine had some feelings for him, but Blaine was still with Jeremiah. Kurt frowned in worry. Had he just messed up one of his best friendships?

Kurt decided he didn’t want to talk to Blaine before the show, so he came in moments before the show started, in order to avoid confrontation.

Blaine had decided that this was probably a good thing as he didn’t think he’d be able to talk to Kurt without blurting “I love you” in his face. He walked on stage with a big, goofy grin and introduced himself to the audience.

“For those of you who don’t know me, I’m Blaine Anderson, and I’ll be singing for you lovely people today."

Blaine had decided to change his set completely, opting for some Disney songs, some Beatle numbers, and a few contemporary pop songs with his own twist on them. The crowd was as warm as ever, lapping up all of Blaine’s charm and charisma. He purposely avoided looking at Kurt too much, because every time he did his heart would flutter, causing him to stumble over his words.

Kurt looked on adoringly as usual, only this time Blaine noticed that it was in a more than friendly way. He looked at Kurt and knew there was a chance Kurt felt the same way as Blaine did. So he decided to take the bullet.
“So for my last song I want to do something a little more…emotional. Now I know I made a fool of myself on Valentine’s Day, but I’m going to serenade a different individual today. The difference is before, I thought I was in love with that guy. This time I know I’m in love with him. I just hope there’s a chance he might feel the same way about me. So, this is for you, Kurt.”
He looked over at Kurt, who had gone white as a sheet and looked like he was going to faint. It’s now or never, he thought.

“Even though I was blind before,
I've realized there is so much more.
And it was always deep down in the core of me, I know it now.”

The lyrics were perfect for what Blaine was feeling. He knew that he hadn’t just fallen in love with Kurt yesterday, that those feelings have been there all along. But now he could finally see what was in front of him.

“And even though it seems too much to take,
there's a feeling I can't seem to shake.
I feel like I'm reading the signs, cause I know that I'm coming around.

I thought I wanted someone perfect as could be.
When what I needed was the one, who was perfect for me.”

You’re perfect for me Kurt.

“Even though it used to seem so wrong,
I've taken you for granted far too long.
I'm falling right into the denouement.
And now, I'm breaking ground.”

He could see tears forming in Kurt’s eyes. To be honest, tears were forming in his own eyes. It had taken him so many years, but Blaine had finally found his perfect guy.
“Even though I felt it from the start,
It's only now, we're beating with one heart.
I'm sure that now it's the time
Cause I know that I'm…
The sun is starting to shine.
Cause I know that I'm,
I'm coming around.”

He finished the song to a large applause, but he couldn’t take his eyes off Kurt.
Kurt waited until the crowd had thinned before he approached Blaine, still shaking slightly from what had just happened.
“Blaine, what was that? That song, what- do you feel what I think you feel?”
“Kurt, I meant every word of that.” He took in a shaky breath. “There’s a moment when you say to yourself ‘Oh there you are, I’ve been looking for you forever.’ Seeing you sing this week Kurt, that was the moment for me. The moment when I realized there has never been anyone but you. That I’ve loved you from the moment I met you. And I know, I’ve been a fool, and I should have realized it a long time ago. But, you move me, Kurt. I love you.”

Tears formed in Blaine’s eyes. Saying all these feelings out loud to Kurt made it feel so much more real. That this was finally it, he had found his missing puzzle piece.

Kurt looked at Blaine, still slightly confused.
“Bu…but Jeremiah?”
“He broke up with me on Sunday after I told him we kissed again. I guess he must have known there was something between us.”
Kurt didn’t speak for a minute, his head was still trying to process the information.
“Kurt, please say something.”
“Blaine. I have loved you from the moment I looked into your eyes.”
Kurt pulled Blaine into a soft kiss, much softer than the ones they had shared before. It was romantic, they could both feel the love pouring from the other. Blaine put his hands on Kurt’s neck, smiling into the kiss.
Blaine didn’t care how cheesy it sounded, when he kissed Kurt this time he saw fireworks.

It may have taken them months to finally get together, but in the future, when people asked about the couple and how they got together, they always replied, “It was love at first sight.”