Blaine stepped into the dark room. There were posters of past and future acts all over the walls, including the famous Jerry Buckinghamshire that was currently on stage – from an interval by the sound of his jokes. Scanning the crowd, Blaine wandered through the crowds to look for Kurt or even Nick if he could see him, so he didn’t look creepy or anything. Why the hell is he with Nick anyway? He saw a lot of skinny people but nobody matched the body shape of Kurt – thin, but with firm muscles that you could see the shape of through his shirts. So now I’m thinking of his muscles? Calm down Blaine, head to the search. As he made his way to the bar area, he was just about to give up but then he thought he saw Kurt...nope just another tall
skinny guy.

“Hi excuse me sir, have you seen a guy that’s about 5ft11, his hair slicked back, extremely fashionable, light brown hair and really pale skin?”

“Sorry kid, saw someone come in with that description with a shorter guy, real dark brown hair and a baby face but they just disappeared.”

“Damn it! Ok thank you sir.” Blaine had just about had enough of trailing around the city, going in different clubs, being called a kid. Blaine was certainly not a kid that was for sure! He was almost 17. And up until now he’d spent $25 for no reason because he still hadn’t found Kurt. God it’s warm in here. Looking to his left, he saw the sign for the toilets. Blaine made his way over to the toilets to freshen up.

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Nick and Kurt entered the toilets, Kurt being dragged behind by his hand. He was feeling a little uncomfortable with Nick holding his hand so he pulled it back. Nick looked at him with confusion, “there’s nobody around if that’s what your worried about,” he smirked at Kurt.

“It’s not that it’s just – well I hardly know you.”

“But you don’t mind me pulling you into toilets in strange places?”

“Ok smartass you got a point there.”

“I’m always right sorry. But anyway, is it just Blaine that’s on your mind? You know there are plenty of other guys out there for you.”

“That’s easy for you to say, but I don’t know for sure if there is until I properly talk to Blaine about this.”
“You’re so cute.”

“What? Nick hold on-”

“In fact you’re more than cute, you’re so dam hot.” Nick began walking towards Kurt who was stood in front of a cubicle that was empty like the rest of them. They were both looking into each other’s eyes, Kurt couldn’t look away, he didn’t know what was going to happen but he felt like running away from him – but he couldn’t. All Kurt could do was back away from him but that made him corner himself inside the cubicle. And then Nick closed the cubicle door, and locked it.

“Nick, I’m flattered but this isn’t right, I still love Blaine.” He put his hands up to try and put some space between him and Nick but it didn’t work. Nick grabbed Kurt’s hands and held them in the air. Both of their palms were sweaty but for different reasons, and their fingers entwined.

“But we both know he doesn’t love you back, I’m sorry but you need to move on.” Nick looked intently into Kurt’s eyes, back and forth from his lips. He licked his own lips and swiftly planted a kiss on Kurt. Kurt struggled free of Nick’s grip and landed up against the cubicle wall.

Kurt was growing more and more agitated and his words came out in frustration. “Nick please, I want to go home now. Just take me home or let me leave!”

“You don’t really want that,” Nick kissed Kurt again, this time with more passion, and grabbed Kurt’s hands, placing them on either side of his head against the cubicle wall.

He locked his fingers between Kurt’s as they both began kissing each other.

'Jesus what the hell am I doing?!' Kurt thought, as he kissed Nick back. He let himself melt into Nick’s grip and felt a warm hand touch the side of his face, trailing slowly down his neck. But it felt so good. He wanted that sensation, that warm touch from another guy. And this guy was a friend, he knew he was kind and he hadn’t let Kurt get into harm this evening. Nobody had offered to take Kurt out to take his mind off of things and make him feel better. And he didn’t know where the hell he stood with Blaine so how was he supposed to just sit around and mope after a guy who clearly didn’t love him back and played people? Screw it, he thought.

“Kurt-oh” Nick mumbled between kisses. He hadn’t meant to say his name like that – especially not in a public place – but he just felt so good with Kurt. He slid his free hand down to Kurt’s waist and pulled him closer while his other hand still held Kurt’s.

'But he kissed me', Kurt thought, 'we probably could have had sex the other night', surely that meant something? Kurt pulled away from Nick; both breathless Warblers stood staring at each other. Nick had a huge smirk on his lips whereas Kurt had the total opposite. He shook his head, 'I’m an idiot, a loser, I shouldn’t be here I should be talking to Blaine'. He put his head in his hands.

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Blaine arrived at the toilets. He felt a little out of breath squeezing his way around guys much taller and wider than him that just wouldn’t budge. He reached the sinks in the toilets and looked up at the mirror, god I look rough, he thought and undid his coat so it hung loose. He ran the cold water tap and began splashing his face with cold water, it shocked him at first but it felt good as he was so hot in this place. He grabbed a few paper towels and dried his face but he soon stopped as it began registering in his mind what that sound was that he can hear, 'somebody is making out! Ok that is just gross!' He turned around, not wanting to disturb whoever was making out and not to disturb himself, and made his way to the door when he heard talking.

“Nick we can’t, I’m sorry if I led you on but it’s not what I want, my heart belongs somewhere else.”

“Kurt please-”

“Kurt?” Blaine said, stopping at the cubicle where he heard the talking.