"Hi, a medium drip and a grande not fat mocha for this guy please, oh and can we possibly split a cupid cookie?," Blaine said unenthusiastically.

"You know my coffee order?" Kurt sounded just a little too happy.

Blaine smirked half-heartedly, "of course I do."

"Oh no wait let me get these I think I've spent enough of your money," Kurt said to Blaine, practically pleading him to let him buy these for once.

"Don't even bother dummy these are on me, keep the change."

"Really you gotta let me buy something for you, hey how about one of these...oh maybe not, really these are so...-"

"Stupid? Covered in stupid little hearts, gross!"

"Exactly, well you've changed your tune, all aboard the plane to life!" Kurt tried to change the atmosphere because he could tell Blaine was feeling really down with the previous event.

"And its about time! Really I don't think I've made such a fool outta myself before and thats sayin' somthing because I have performed at theme parks!" Blaine and Kurt made their way to the cafe exit and started the short walk back to their dorm at Dalton.

"That's nothing! When I was in New Directions we played in a nursing home and I had a cat thrown at me."

"Aww poor Kurty!" he nudged Kurt's arm playfully, Kurt could tell he had lightened the mood.

"Finally some sympathy for my poor face!" The two Warblers made their way around the corner of the block down the shortcut to Dalton while chatting about David's new haircut.

"I like your haircut though, I have to admit, all suave and slicked back," Blaine said as they made their way into their dorm room. Kurt and Blaine shared a dorm room because Blaine was Kurt's mentor: somebody who was assigned to help the new kid make their way around Dalton and get used to it. Kurt had never gotten round to asking him why he just happened to get assigned to Kurt and now they share a room. "Hey that can go into your definition in the dictionary!" Blaine removed his coat and bag and threw them onto the chair at his desk, putting down his half full cup of coffee.

"And I think when I look up Blaine in the dictionary I would see: dapper, charming, handsome, talented and...*ahem* yeah," he smiled at Blaine thinking what a mistake he might have just created but he couldn't help himself, he loved Blaine.

"You really think that? That's the nicest thing anyone has ever said to me."

"Yeah, well, that's me for ya, really I don't have a bad thing to say about you, apart from the fact that you always throw your coat on the chair, it will crease you know!" Kurt walked over to the chair were Blaine had threw his coat but before he reached the chair, his arm was caught, pulling him back. He turned around and caught Blaine's eyes in a gaze and they were locked.

His hand slipped down his arm into Kurt's hand and said, "gosh, you're such a great friend, I-"

"Don't know what you'd do without me?"

"Exactly that."

Kurt had finally had enough. He pulled his hand away from Blaine's.

"Blaine..I-I," he stammered a little. He knew it was time.

"I need to talk to you about something. You know how honest we are with each other...well I have a secret and I can't keep it any longer." He removed his coat and put it on the hanger next to his desk, taking a final sip of his coffee, and dumped it.

"We hang out ALL the time, sing flirty duets. You know my coffee order. How was I not supposed to have took that the wrong way, I thought it was me you wanted to sing to, me you liked." Kurt shook his head and face-palmed, maybe he'd said too much. "And you touch my back, my knee, my shoulder ALL the time, oh yeah how did we just magically end up in the same dorm? Don't only upperclassmen get to be signed to a new kid? Blaine I-" but Blaine wasn't listening, he couldn't physically listen.
He hadn't been since Kurt said there was something he needed to tell him but it was like the world was hazy, blurry. Nothing from Kurt's mouth registered in his mind and all he could think about doing was...no he couldn't, he was just a friend but he was just gazing into his eyes and all of a sudden Kurt was cut short.