[Shakira] I trusted him, but when I followed you, I saw you together
[Beyonce] I didnt know about you then till I saw you with him again
[Shakira] I walked in on your love scene, slow dancing
[Beyonce] You stole everything, how can you say I did you wrong

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Kurt smiled as he leaned back in the sun, a hat shading his face. This was a good venue for a practice date. They were surrounded with people on all sides. 

Looking over at Blaine as he dug in the knapsack serving as their picnic basket, Kurt couldnt help but flash back to what had happened after the dance class. They would have to talk about it, set some parameters. Maybe today, as they made their way home. 

Blaine pulled out the container of grapes and added some to his plate of cheese and bread. He held it out to Kurt, who took a handful. They were cool and crisp, lightly sweet. 

"So, what else do we need to cover with your lessons?" Kurt took a sip of his white wine, cleverly disguised by being in a paper cup. 

Blaine gave Kurt a long look from under the brim of his canvas Tilley hat. The olive shade of it brought out the green of his hazel eyes. 

"Well, Id like to do a more formal type of date, you know, fine dining and attending the ballet or something like that. Ive never really done that kind of thing before." Blaine looked off, thinking. 

Kurt nodded, thinking of possible restaurants. 

"And my apartment still needs some work." 

Kurt looked at Blaine, consideringly. "Well, if you are interested, a few of my pieces would work really well in your place. You know Im clearing out all my furniture, so it would be win-win." 

"Sure, I love your stuff. And that would save me from more furniture shopping trips with you." Blaine smirked over at Kurt. 

Kurt did a look of mock outrage back. "Whats wrong with furniture shopping with me?"

Holding his hands up in a placating manner, Blaine grinned back. "You just take forever, having to look at all the options, taking pictures, hemming and hawing. Its exhausting."

Kurt shrugged dismissively. "Furniture is a large investment, something that will be around for awhile. Not something to buy on a whim."

"OK, OK. You are right and Ill buy your old furniture because it was so carefully chosen and classic." Blaine nibbled on some cheese. "Sam and I can move it to my place and then you can see if anything else is needed, OK?"

Kurt nodded. If he was leaving next month, it was good to start the final process of winding his life down here. He could pack what he was taking, box up the personal things Brittany was going to store. For all the rest, he needed to sell or donate. He would keep his bed and basic kitchen stuff until the end, but the rest had to go.

Making plans for this suddenly made it so much more real. This was his last summer in San Francisco, maybe forever. 

"Hey, whats going on?" Blaine moved closer, tipping Kurts chin up. "Are you upset?"

Kurt just looked down, not able to speak. 

Blaine gathered him in his arms. Kurt tucked his face against Blaines shoulder, sinking into his hug. He had needed this. Blaine rocked him slowly, rubbing his hands up and down his back.

Eventually, he pulled back a bit, feeling embarrassed that hed lost it a little in front of Blaine. 

"Sorry, Blaine. I just got a little emotional there for a minute. Im OK now." He gave Blaine a wobbly smile and took a sip of his wine. After a couple deep breaths, he was more collected, back to himself. 

Blaine still looked concerned. "Talk to me, Kurt. Were friends."

Sighing, Kurt tipped his head up to look at the clear blue sky. "Im excited to be moving to Paris, but its scary too, you know what I mean? Moving away from everyone I know, everything I know. Ill have to figure out their ways to do day to day stuff, because it will all be slightly different. I guess I felt a bit overwhelmed for a minute."

Blaine rested his hand in Kurts, giving it a squeeze. "Just take it day to day, Kurt. Just have a place to stay lined up for the first couple weeks and youll figure the rest out as you go along. And you have Pierre there to help you too."

Kurt nodded. He knew hed given Blaine the impression that things were more serious with Pierre than they were. It was too late now to correct him and say they were only friends. 

"Looks like the concert is going to start." Kurt looked over to the stage as the musicians set up. He was relieved to be able to drop the subject. 

The orchestra stood up as the conductor strode onto the stage. Soon, the sounds of Beethovens First Symphony swept out over the attentive crowd. Kurt watched a little girl around three as she stared in fascination at the musicians. 

Kurt relaxed back with his folded up hoodie under his head, and Blaine followed his motions. It was a perfect summer afternoon, and they were listening to incredible classical music while lying on a blanket on the grass. 

As much as Blaine was enjoying the lessons and getting out of his comfort zone, Kurt had enjoyed them too. It was fun introducing things like listening to a symphony in a park to a new person. 

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"Ill go get us some cold drinks." Blaine got up at intermission, ready to stretch his legs. Kurt nodded, looking mellow and relaxed on the blanket. 

After going to the washroom, Blaine bought a couple of sodas and some bags of chips. 

"Blaine." A British-accented voice nearby called out. 

Turning, he saw Adam sitting in a low cement wall, sipping on an iced tea. 

Walking over, he smiled at him. "Hey, I didnt realize you were coming to this today."

Adam waved to the space beside him and Blaine sat down, putting his purchases on the ground and opening his drink. 

"Im here with my sister. She always trying to de-geek me, show me some culture." Adam smirked over at Blaine. 

Blaine smiled back. "So, youre not enjoying the concert?"

"Its bloody awful!" Adam made a face of disgust. "The only thing that kept me half-amused was remembering that old Monty Python sketch about Beethoven."

Blaine shook his head. "OK, youve out-geeked me here. Ive never seen that one."

Grinning, Adam pulled out his phone and searched a bit. He pulled out some earbuds and passed one to Blaine, putting the other one in his ear. They shifted closer and Adam played the sketch.

Soon they were both shaking with laughter. 

"Stuff the jam spoon!" Blaine mimicked.

"Get out, you old rat bag!" Adam smiled back. 

Blaine chuckled. "Its good, but I always think of old Bugs Bunny cartoons when it comes to classical music. Like Rabbit of Seville."

Adam held out his phone, and Blaine found it on YouTube. Soon, they were both chuckling along to it.

Blaine stood up, collecting his things. "I better get back to Kurt. I just hope they dont play one of those pieces next, or Ill be giggling inappropriately the whole time."

Adam nodded in agreement as Blaine left. 

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"That took awhile." Kurt took the drink and chips from Blaine as he sat down. 

Opening his bag, Blaine ate a couple chips. "Yeah, the line was pretty long."

Kurt nodded, watching Blaine face closely, but he met Kurts gaze steadily. 

Why had Blaine lied about seeing Adam? Kurt had gone to the washroom and was going to join Blaine in the line, to keep him company. But there was no line, and he saw Blaine with Adam. 

Hed seen them, sitting close together, sharing a set of ear buds, laughing together over something on the phone screen. 

And he should feel happy. Happy that Blaine was relating more with Adam, the guy hes been interested in for so long. Happy that Kurts lessons might have contributed to Blaine feeling attractive and confident to be around Adam, to give it a chance.

Blaine, sitting there with Adam, looked right. Like he fit. He didnt look like a scruffy, nerdy teenager with his older brother. He looked like Adams date. 

Why instead did it feel like a betrayal? And why had Blaine lied about seeing Adam?

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-Disclaimer: I own nothing.

-San Francisco Symphony performs a free outdoor concert every summer at Pier 27 Cruise Ship Terminal (which sounds awful but has a nice big glass lawn near the Bay with an outdoor stage). The July 12/15 concert featured Beethovens Symphony No. 1 & Stravinskys The Firebird Suite. Clip here.

-Beethoven skit from Monty Python here.

-Barber of Seville Bugs Bunny style here.