Thankfully Blaine wasn’t afflicted with the need to have one’s pride, and was honestly worried about his friend. He approached him a week after the incident, hoping that Kurt would have forgiven him by then.

“Kurt!,” he called in the halls, running towards his friend. Kurt tensed up, he didn’t know what Blaine wanted, but he wasn’t in the mood for a public humiliation.

“Blaine, just don’t okay” he heard himself say. It deeply contrasted the ‘oh my god I am so sorry please forgive me I think I love you and you’re my best friend’ that he had wanted to say.

“Can we please talk?” He asked. “The Lima Bean after school, okay? Please come.” And with that he was off, and Kurt was hoping that maybe he didn’t royally screw things up for them forever.

***

Kurt stirred his coffee for the umpteenth time, over-thinking everything and hoping Blaine’s medium drip hadn’t gone cold yet and no he’s not late you’re early by 20 minutes dumbass and then for the third time considered dumping the coffee he’d gotten Blaine because what if it was creepy that he knew his coffee order? Even though Blaine knew his what if that was like a boundary or something?

His thoughts were put on hold when Blaine came running to the table, out of breath.

“Sorry I’m late,” he breathed, sitting down. Kurt checked the clock. He was exactly one minute late.

“Somehow I think I’ll forgive you” he mused. Blaine let out a sigh of relief and graciously took the coffee Kurt had bought.

“That’s so sweet, you didn’t have to buy me coffee,” he commented, beaming at Kurt. Kurt blushed, and chuckled-okay giggled into his cup.

“I’m so glad you asked me here,” Kurt began. Blaine smiled, they seemed on pretty good terms already, hopefully after talking things out they’d be okay.

“So we should talk,” Blaine said seriously, Kurt nodded, biting his lip.

“Yeah, okay. I’ll start.” He began, “I was uncomfortable with talking about sex with you, and you pushed me. That wasn’t okay. But my reaction was childish and uncalled for, so I apologise.”

“Kurt I am so sorry for pushing you in ways that you weren’t comfortable. I realize neither of us are sexuals but it’s obvious that I am more comfortable with the idea. I am truly sorry.” Kurt shook his head in affectionate disbelief. Blaine was the wronged party here, and he was so apologetic. Kurt just wanted to hug him.

“God, we suck sometimes. Let’s just pretend this didn’t happen okay?”

“Deal”

***

Things after that were much better, they went right back to how they were and it was great. Except for the fact that Kurt couldn’t brush off the fact that he was falling in love with Blaine, and he wasn’t even sure if Blaine would or could feel that way about him. He’d said that he was gay but what did that mean? It could mean that he only appreciated men, but wanted to date neither, or that he wanted to date guys, but not have sex with them, it could mean so much and he had no clue. It was driving him insane; he had to find out.

While Kurt was going insane over his affections towards Blaine, Blaine was having the same conflict with his feelings for Kurt. He assumed the boy was aromantic as well considering how he never talked of any relationships let alone of wanting one for himself. And that really sucked because every day Blaine fell harder for him and every day it was harder to keep his feelings in check and to not just burst. He had to do something.

“Blaine. We need to talk.” Kurt said seriously one day after practice.

“Are you breaking up with me?” Blaine said with mock-horror, Kurt rolled his eyes good-naturedly and pulled the other boy along the hall.

“No I need your friendship to get solos in glee, duh.” He joked lightly. “No but seriously I wanted to talk to you about…uh things.” Blaine gave him an inquisitive look. “Asexual things.” Kurt explained quickly.

“Okay, sure…uh why don’t we go to the senior commons, they’re always empty at this time of day and we’ll have privacy.” Kurt agreed, and they walked together in silence. When they reached the room, Blaine offered Kurt a seat on the other side of the small table they decided to occupy he took it graciously and smiled nervously.

“So.” Blaine started. “Asexual things…”

“Uh yeah,” Kurt breathed.

“Is there something you wanted to ask me? About it?” Blaine asked, “Asexuality I mean,” he corrected awkwardly, this was not going well.

“Well yes, I did want to ask you something, and I guess it’s about that. You know I’m ace.” He began,

“Yes,” Blaine confirmed.

“Well, I was wondering what you defined it as, because you said that you’re gay but you are also ace? And I mean I am too but I never knew if it was the same type or even-”

“Kurt.” Blaine said, grabbing his hand, and trying to calm the other boy down.

“Uh-huh” Kurt squeaked.

“I am asexual, and homoromantic. I like boys, I want to date boys but I am asexual still. That’s what I am.” He finished.

“Boys…or boy?” Kurt asked,

“Boy.” Blaine replied.

“Boy?” Kurt asked, “As in singular?”

“Boy…” he let out a shaky breath, this was it; now or never. “Boy as in you, Kurt. You move me, spending these past few months with you has been magic, I’ve never met someone who is so kind and generous, and just you. It’s always been you Kurt. And I won’t deny I’ve been trying to make excuses to spend more time with you. It’s because…I’d like you to be my boyfriend, Kurt. I’d really like that a lot-”

Kurt kissed him. It was short and awkward and kind of weird. They probably wouldn’t be doing that much.

“Huh.” Blaine said.

“That was…” Kurt said scrunching up his face.

“An okay way to shut me up whilst still confirming that my feelings toward you are mutual?” Blaine offered.

“Yeah,” Kurt breathed. “That.”