Stepping out of the taxi, Blaine tugged his suit into place. What the hell was he doing here?

Sam grinned down at Blaine, looking good in a light grey suit. "You look fine, man. Don't sweat it."

Nodding back and smiling, Blaine stood up straighter. It was going to be OK. He could do this.

Blaine was dressed in a well-cut black suit, and felt pretty good. The crowd was dressed fancier, but they didn't look out of place. Walking the red carpet, the media took no notice of them, but they saw many familiar faces of Broadway.

After a couple drinks in the lobby, they found their seats and waited for the show to begin. Blaine had been surprised when he got the tickets to opening night of Nate and Kurt's show, but was pleased. Bringing Sam along was a no brainer. He knew Kurt and would keep Blaine from getting too nervous.

The past month had been hard. Working lots and hanging out with Sam had been a big help. But so often, Blaine thought about Kurt, missed Kurt. Kurt was busy with getting the show ready and hadn't made any contact with Blaine. Maybe it was better that way. It would be hard going back to being friends when they had been lovers. Getting the tickets had been confusing. Was it a sign that Kurt wanted to be friends now? A friendly gesture only? Blaine had to come and see. And partially felt like a chump for it.

...

"Blaine!" A woman gushed, her arms going tight around him for a few seconds.

It took a second for recognition to set in. "Hannah! Oh, it's been awhile and you look amazing." The nurse was in a turquoise dress that brought out her dark eyes and hair.

"I'm here with Deanna, but I think she's at the buffet table." Hannah craned her neck, trying to search through the dense crowd to find the short Filipino woman.

Blaine smiled, happy to see his old friend again. "I think Sam is over there too." In a way, the fact that Kurt had invited them put more weight to Blaine's feeling that this invite to the opening was just a friendly gesture.

Hannah looked over at the tall blond man, nodding. She had met Sam a few times in passing at the apartment. "Isn't it great to see Kurt back on top like this? Barely six months out of his coma?"

"Have you seen Kurt tonight?" Blaine couldn't resist asking. He had been watching the crowds, and thought he caught a glimpse, before Kurt was quickly surrounded again. There was a definite buzz to the crowd, an energy, and Blaine could feel that the musical would be a hit.

Hannah shook her head. "Well, I'm going to find the ladies room. Let's get together for lunch soon, OK?"

Blaine nodded as Hannah disappeared into the crowd. He didn't know many people here, and they were going to leave the after party soon.

A tall man clasped Blaine's shoulder. "Blaine! How are you tonight, my friend?"

Blaine laughed as Nate Robinson enveloped him in a tight hug. "I'm fine, Nate. Congrats on the fantastic show." Nate's face was a bit flushed with happiness, and likely alcohol. Clearly he was enjoying the party.

Sam joined them, holding a plate full of appetizers. "Nate, my friend Sam, who redid Kurt's voice app. Sam, Nate is Kurt's director."

Nate took in Sam's wide, easy grin and hugged him hard. "Ahhhh, another kindred spirit, I can tell. Welcome, Sam. Drink, party, celebrate with us,"

Blaine grabbed his sleeve, as Nate was about to move on. "Do you know where Kurt is? We'd like to congratulate him before we go."

Nate scoffed, rolling his eyes. "Yes, he's right over there with that blond shithead."

Looking through the crowd where Nate was pointing, Blaine did get a glimpse of Kurt. He was dressed in a deep grey suit, tailored perfectly to his fit body. His hair was that spiky style still, the angles bringing out his cheekbones and chin. But most striking of all was his expression. He was simply beaming, his smile large and effortless. Seeing him in this setting really made it hit home who Kurt Hummel really was. Even if he wasn't a singer anymore, he was famous in Broadway circles. He looked perfectly at home and happy there. And jaw-droppingly gorgeous.

Following Kurt's gaze, Blaine froze for a second. Oh shit. Adam. Adam, looking perfect in a tux, wearing it with ease. He was looking down at Kurt fondly, standing quite close. Too close.

"That little asswipe showed up a week ago, when the play was starting to get some buzz, and suddenly he's around the theatre, and Kurt, 24/7." Nate clearly sounded disgusted.

Blaine tore his eyes away from Kurt with Adam, looking back at Nate. "Why do you hate him so much, Nate?"

"I was there when they were first getting together, and I saw what he was like from the start. Kurt was too dazzled by him to hear me." Nate took another sip from his glass.

"What is he like?" Blaine had his own opinions about Adam, but Nate really knew him. Knew Kurt.

Nate's eyes met Blaine's. "He likes Kurt's fame. He's rich and successful, but he likes being around famous people. Likes that being with Kurt made them some celeb couple, invited everywhere. He doesn't get that on his own."

Sam tugged on Blaine's arm. "Let's go, Blaine. It looks like Kurt is pretty occupied. We'll send him congratulations by text."

Sighing, Blaine nodded and said his goodbyes to Nate.

...

It was a bit like looking at a car crash. Blaine couldn't help searching the Internet for news of Kurt and Adam. Reading the articles, looking at the pictures, watching videos from various entertainment gossip shows. There was a lot of speculation, but not a lot of hard facts about them.

It made a great story. The famous couple back together. Kurt looking happy and healthy, successful in his new job. Everything was right in the world again. Everything was puppy dogs and rainbows.

But Blaine was looking closer at the picture of them together. Were they truly back dating? In love? Was Adam sleeping in Kurt's bed? The same bed Blaine had been in for a month? Blaine couldn't deny feeling hurt and a bit angry at the idea. Was he so replaceable?

It wasn't hard to find pictures of them, as they seemed to be at all the big parties. Blaine searched Kurt's expression. Was he tired from working at the theatre and going out so much? Was he happy? Was he in love?

"You know, I saw that video clip of them too, and it bugged me." Sam settled down on the sofa beside Blaine, pointing towards the laptop with his spoon before scooping up some ice cream.

Blaine turned towards his friend. "Bugged you? How?"

Taking another big bite of the strawberry ice cream, Sam took a second. "Go to around 15 seconds in..."

Blaine clicked on the YouTube video, and watched Adam and Kurt interacting with a reporter. "OK, what...?"

"There! Right there!" Sam waved at the screen. "19 seconds."

Clicking back a few seconds, Blaine watched closer. The reporter asked them a question, and then Adam answered it. He looked over at Sam, shrugging in confusion.

Sam put down the bowl and clicked on the video, freezing it on the spot. "Look what Adam's doing with his hand." He clicked a few times, back and forth, until Blaine groaned.

"Fuck." Kurt was lifting his phone to answer the reporter, but Adam put his hand on his arm and answered the reporter's questions. "Has Kurt used his voice app in any clips you've seen?"

Sam shook his head, returning to eating his dessert.

Blaine watched as many clips as he could, and Adam talked the whole time. Kurt stood beside him, smiling usually.

Who was Kurt when he was with Adam? Had they agreed to handle the press this way?

Maybe it was just Blaine missing Kurt, being jealous. Maybe it was Nate's comments about Adam. But as Blaine shut his laptop finally, he felt like Kurt was headed down a very dangerous path.

...

A week later, Blaine had had enough. He'd watched more videos, and wanted to talk to Kurt, face to face. Just as a friend.

He'd say how it seemed strange that Adam discouraged him from using the voice app on camera. That he wasn't giving Kurt a chance to talk about his own show, take the credit and praise for his own work. Wasn't encouraging him to use the app openly in public, to make it more acceptable for others with similar problems. Blaine just wanted to make sure that Kurt was truly being himself.

And he wanted to see Kurt. It had been so long. No contact. Were they not even friends anymore? Blaine had to know.

After writing and rewriting it about ten times, Blaine finally sent his message.

Kurt,

How are you doing?

Can we go for coffee sometime and catch up? I know you are busy with the show (which is great, btw) and everything, but I miss you and would like to see you.
Blaine

Blaine felt relieved he'd sent it. He cared about Kurt too much to just things between them fade away without this one final attempt.

...

The response came a couple hours later.

Blaine,

I'm sorry Blaine, but Adam & I are trying to give it another go. We are keeping it out of the press for now. Would you respect this and stop contacting me?

Kurt

...

Blaine was hurt and confused by the message. What did he mean by keeping it out of the press, when they were being photographed at events together constantly?

Maybe he meant that they were serious about each other. That was confusing too. Adam is away for months, when Kurt needs him the most, and just reappears and Kurt is ready to take him back? Were they really back together that quickly? Maybe it was better to look like they were just dating to the press, in case a more serious relationship didn't work out.

And no contact with Blaine? Was that because Kurt had feelings for him maybe, and didn't want to get confused if he was choosing Adam? Or was Adam jealous of Kurt being friends with other men?

In the end, it was clear Kurt didn't want Blaine around. It hurt, but Blaine needed to accept it and move on