To say that the next week was awkward would be an understatement. Kurt and Blaine tried to act like they had before they had gotten together, but with so much history flowing between them it was nearly impossible. At first at least it was impossible for them to act normally around each other. The entire glee club seemed glad that the boys were at least talking and they were constantly trying to ignore the tension that was apparent between the boys. Well all but Puck were happy with this development. He seemed to be frustrated although no one knew if it was because he wasn’t making any more money off of Blaine’s drug use or because he didn’t like the fact that Kurt was back to fawning over the curly haired boy.

About halfway through the week after Blaine and Kurt had talked, their relationship started to morph back to what it used to be. They were able to talk endlessly about everything and they never seemed to run out of topics to talk about. All of their friends (sans Puck) let out a sigh of relief when life began to get back to normal. The only real difference between what was happening now and what happened daily before winter break was that Kurt and Blaine weren’t holding hands everywhere and weren’t giving each other shy kisses when they thought no one was watching.

Even Mr. Schue seemed to realize that the tension was down. He didn’t want to know the details of what happened between the two ex-Warblers, but he knew something big happened. He was able to finally move on with his lessons, this week “feelings” and “letting someone know how you really feel”. Yes it had been done before but honestly Mr. Schue was running out of ideas for his weekly assignments.

Blaine and Kurt were walking down the hallway together before school about a week and a half after the confrontation in Kurt’s bedroom, talking about the newest Vogue. They stopped at Blaine’s locker, not wanting this conversation to end anytime soon. Although neither would admit it out loud, they both thought that the times they talked were the best moments of their days. It brought them back to how life was before the break up.

“I’ll see you in History” Kurt said giving Blaine a quick peck on the lips before turning to walk down the hallway. He froze before he could even take one step.

“Oh my God Blaine. I am so sorry. I – It was habit. I didn’t mean – I’m sorry” Kurt turned around and saw the shorter boy frozen in his spot, his right hand touching his lips and his eyes gazing off into nothingness. He shook his head and looked at Kurt with warm eyes.

“It’s okay Kurt. I understand. It seemed like the natural thing to do.” He sighed and took one of Kurt’s hands in his own. “I just – can we try to avoid that happening again? I don't think it’s the best idea right now” Kurt nodded nervously.

“Yeah sure. I’ll just see you later” the pale boy mumbled, turning and scurrying down the hallway. Blaine let a small smile cross his features before turning back to his locker. He knew that he should be mad that Kurt had kissed him but he couldn’t bring himself to feel anything but elation. He closed his locker and headed to his Calculus class, his eyes sparkling for the first time in weeks.

They walked into Glee club later that day chatting happily, sitting next to each other for the first time in weeks so that they could continue their long chat. Mr. Schue walked in slamming his briefcase on the black piano, earning a silent glare from Brad, before turning to the class.

“Alright guys. I hope you are ready for your performances! I will be drawing a name out of this hat here” He pulled a black hat from his briefcase and a pack of note cards. He quickly jotted every member’s name on the cards and placed them in the hat. “And the first person performing today will be…. Drum roll Finn” Finn cheerfully played the snare drum “Kurt!” Kurt head looked away from his conversation and up at his teacher. “Kurt have you prepared a song?”

The pale boy nodded and got up slowly. He knew he was taking a huge chance by singing the song he chose, but he knew that he had to take the chance. It was what the assignment called for and maybe he would be able to get it through Blaine’s thick skull that he was really sorry. Yes, Blaine said that he forgave Kurt but Kurt knew that there was still something holding Blaine back, holding him back from being with Kurt in the way they both secretly wanted.

Kurt walked over to Brad slowly and whispered in his ear what song he wanted to sing and walked back to the center of the choir room. He took a deep breath and closed his eyes as the first notes of the song rung out.

Everyone looked at Kurt, his body shaking slightly out of fear, his eyes closed and a tear beginning to fall down his cheek. He slowly opened his eyes and began to sing. The entire club was shocked at the emotion that came out of the young boy’s performance.

Maybe I didn’t treat you
Quite as good as I should have
Maybe I didn’t love you
Quite as often as I could have
Little things I should have said and done
I just never took the time

Kurt’s eyes flew over to the hazel ones that belonged to the boy he loved. He locked eyes with Blaine and felt tears streaming down his cheeks but his voice never wavered.

You were always on my mind
You were always on my mind

He broke away from Blaine’s enthralling gaze and looked at the floor. He sung the next stanza with as much emotion as he could muster. He wanted to convey the message as best as he could. He wanted Blaine to feel everything that he sung, to feel everything that Kurt was singing.

Tell me, tell me that your sweet love hasn’t died
Give me, give me one more chance
To keep you satisfied, satisfied

He looked back at the crowd and saw his friends all looking at him, sadness showing in their eyes. He knew some of the next lyrics didn’t fit their situation per say, but the message was still the same. He insisted that he changed the girl to boy though.

Maybe I didn’t hold you
All those lonely, lonely times
And I guess I never told you
I’m so happy that you’re mine
I’m so happy that you’re mine
If I make you feel second best
Boy, I’m sorry I was blind

You were always on my mind
You were always on my mind

His voice began to shake at the very end. He was still trying to hold himself together but he felt his control starting to break.

Tell me, tell me that your sweet love hasn’t died
Give me, give me one more chance
To keep you satisfied, satisfied

Little things I should have said and done
I just never too the time
You were always on my mind
You were always on my mind
You were always on my mind

His voice turned to a whisper at the end. He looked to Blaine and saw the older boy’s face covered in tears. Blaine opened his mouth as if to say something before shaking his head, standing up and walking out of the choir room quickly. Kurt froze in his spot staring at the chair where Blaine was previously sitting, his bag still lying on the floor next to it. He felt someone push him and turned and saw Mercedes gesturing towards the door.

“Kurt go talk to him” He told him quietly and gently pushed him again. He nodded and quickly rushed out the door, heading in the direction he saw Blaine go. He hurried down the hallway and out the door, the scene reminding him of a very similar scene that happened two weeks ago. He saw Blaine standing in the exact same place as last time they had a confrontation outside the school.

“Blaine” He huffed, “Blaine I’m sorry, I wasn’t thinking” Kurt ran up to Blaine and grabbed the shorter boy’s shoulder. Blaine turned around and Kurt was shocked to see tears and smile on his face.

“You came after me” Blaine sounded hopeful and happy. Kurt looked at the other boy shocked. Blaine was happy that Kurt had come after him?

“I will always come after you Blaine.” Kurt whispered and looked into the sparkling hazel eyes. Blaine took his hands and squeezed slightly.

“Did you really mean it though? I need to know if you really meant it” Blaine studied Kurt’s glasz eyes, searching for all the answers. Kurt felt himself flush under the intensity of Blaine’s eyes. He couldn’t speak, only nod. He didn’t break the gaze but felt himself smiling when Blaine’s grin grew even larger. Kurt finally found his voice and cleared his throat.

“Of course I meant it. I meant every word. I am so sorry for what I did Blaine. I can’t say it enough. I will tell you how sorry I am every day of my life if that is what it takes. I love you Blaine. I will always love you and I am so so sorry for what happened during New Year’s Eve. If I could go back in time and redo that entire night I would. I am sor –“ Kurt was interrupted when he felts Blaine’s lips on his. He smiled into the kiss and kissed Blaine back as strongly as he could. Their lips moved in sync, memorizing the shape and every curve. Kurt didn’t know how long they kissed but for the first time since New Year’s Eve when they ended the kiss both boys were smiling.

“Why are you crying” Kurt reached down and wiped away the tears that were falling down the darker boy’s cheeks. Blaine let out a wet chuckle before reaching up and giving Kurt another kiss, this one much shorter than the last.

“They are happy tears I promise. I just love you so much and it’s just nice to know” He let out a shaky sigh, “that you really are sorry and that you love me” he kissed Kurt yet again, not seeming to get enough of Kurt’s lips. “I know you apologized but it just, I didn’t really believe that you were really sorry. I love you Kurt. I’m sorry I made us take a break” He smiled and let out a few nervous giggles and studied Kurt’s face.

“I love you Blaine. I am really sorry for everything. But you were right. We needed to get back to being friends. I couldn’t trust you either. I broke your heart but you broke mine as well. The fact that you dropped me so quickly hurt. It made me feel that you didn’t love me. We were able to get that trust back weren’t we?” Blaine nodded in agreement but let Kurt continue to speak. “Now we can get back to how things were before… everything that happened but we do need to talk.” Blaine’s eyes widened in fear. The words “we need to talk” are never followed by anything good.

“Wait you don’t want to get back together?” Blaine backed away from Kurt, letting go of his hands. Kurt gasped and stepped towards Blaine.

“No that isn’t what I’m saying Blaine” He took the Filipino boy’s hands and held them close to his body. “Blaine I do want to get together but we need to talk about everything that happened after and stuff. Please Blaine?” Blaine nodded and led him to his car.

“Let’s go to my house. My parents aren’t home.” He opened the passenger door for Kurt and quickly walked to the other side and opened the door for himself. They drove in silence to Blaine’s home, not even turning on the radio. They arrived at the huge house and quickly walked inside and into Blaine’s bedroom. Blaine sat on his bed and Kurt sat across from him in the desk chair, knowing that if he sat next to Blaine he wouldn’t be able to stop himself from ‘attacking’ him.

“What do you want to know Kurt?” Blaine crossed his legs and looked at Kurt seriously. Kurt really only had one real question. The rest he knew, or knew Blaine would tell him eventually without any prodding.

“The drugs Blaine. When did it start. Why did it start?” He asked mimicking Blaine’s position, crossing his legs and folding his hands in his lap. Blaine sighed and rubbed his face.

“I was 15 when I first tried pot. I was still a student at Westerville High and I was sick of the bullying. I went to a party with my older cousin when he was in town. He ran off to go find a girl and I was left alone, awkward with a drink in my hand. I smelt something weird coming from upstairs and I was worried that something was wrong. When I got up there I heard laughing, a foreign concept to me. I walked into the room and saw a group of about five guys, including my friend Josh from school. He told me to come over so I did. They were passing around a bong and when it got to me Josh told me that it helped with the pain, that it would make me numb and forget all the hurt. That is all it took and I was more than willing to try to get rid of the hurt. It did help and that was the most important thing to me.” Blaine sighed and took a deep breath before continuing his story.

“Josh and I went to the Sadie Hawkins dance and we were waiting for his dad when we were attacked. After that the pot numbed the pain both physical and emotional. My parents transferred me to Dalton and it got better but I didn’t see the point to stop smoking. It wasn’t hurting anyone and it made me feel better. Wes and David found me before Warblers practice one day and I was high off my ass. I was surrounded by food and laughing at nothing. They took away my bong and pipe and deleted my dealer’s number from my phone. I was furious but then I met Anthony. I stopped for the rest of that year.” This was going to be the hardest part to talk about. Blaine still felt responsible for Anthony’s death.

“Then I caught Anthony cheating, fucking another guy, and I lost it. I forced myself to not smoke at first but when Anthony’s parents called and told me that Anthony had – died I couldn’t not smoke. I went to Josh and found another dealer and continued to smoke for the rest of that summer. The beginning of the year started again and Wes and David found out. They forced me to stop and I had never been so happy that I did. About one and a half months later I met you, someone who had been through just as much as I had but didn’t have to resorted to substances to make him feel better.” Kurt nodded, telling him to continue his story.

“When I saw you kiss Jared, or Jared kiss you I just couldn’t deal with that again. I tried to get my parents to let me transfer back to Dalton but after the fuss I made to convince them to let me go to McKinley they wouldn’t budge. I had to deal and the only way I knew how was to smoke. It helped make life bearable, but even through the haze I continued to miss you and I was furious. I didn’t know why I still cared about you and missed you after what happened. It wasn’t until you screamed at me that I snapped out of it.” Blaine stood up and kneeled in front of Kurt.

“I love you so much. I knew I had to stop for you, even if I wasn’t planning on being with you I couldn’t continue to hurt you. I was still in love with you and…” He was at a loss for words. He looked at Kurt and saw tears filling the boy’s eyes once again. Kurt got off the chair and kneeled down so he was level with Blaine. He leaned over and kissed the nervous boy, his lips molding with the others.

“I love you Blaine. Thank you for telling me” Kurt kissed Blaine again before pulling back and leading them back to the bed. “Is there anything you need to ask me?” He asked holding Blaine’s hands in his lap.

“Not right now. I think I’m good” Blaine leaned over and kissed Kurt deeply. Kurt pushed back leaning on Blaine, pushing him down so they were both lying down on the bed. Their lips fit together perfectly and moved together in a practiced dance. They spent the evening memorizing each other’s lips, necks and chests as if they were starved for each other’s taste.