Another week had started at William McKinley and that meant another weekly assignment for the New Directions. This time things were on a campus wide scale when Principal Figgins made it alcohol awareness week, which would end with the New Directions doing a performance in front of the entire school. After what had happened with their Britney assembly number, Kurt was determined this time there would be no stampede. But try as he might his mind was only coming up blank.

“I seriously have no idea what we can sing.” Kurt said in frustration.

Blaine, who had been busy scrolling through possible songs on his phone to get ideas, looked up from Kurt and grinned. “That's why you need to look for ideas, Kurt, just like any other week.” he pointed out.

“Hush you.” Kurt teased.

Blaine opened his mouth to speak but closed it suddenly when Mercedes walked up to interrupt their conversation.

“Hey boys, so get this Puck managed to convince Rachel to have a party at her place this saturday while her dads are away.” Mercedes began to explain as she stepped up.

“That's not really surprising.” Kurt replied.

“What would be surprising is if everyone in glee ends up going.” Blaine added.

“Oh they are, because we're gonna get our drink on. You two in?”

“You do know it's alcohol awareness week, right?” Kurt pointed out.

“Yes, but how are we supposed to sing about it if we barely know what it's like to drink.” Mercedes replied.

“I don't see any harm in going, kicking back and having some fun Kurt.” Blaine admitted.

“Fine I'll go, might be amusing to see what kind of drunks you all are.” Kurt said.

“I have no idea what kind of drunk I am... I've never really had enough alcohol to get that far.” Blaine commented.

“My guess is that you'll be loud.” Mercedes teased. “But I'll let that masses know you'll be attending.” and with that she walked past them and continued down the hall.

“Well anyone who hopes to see me get drunk might be disappointed, I probably won't drink much. I haven't been able to watch Bambi since my last run in with booze...” Kurt muttered with a shudder. ______________________________________________________________________________________________________________________

“Welcome.” Rachel Berry said warmly as she greeted Finn, Kurt and Blaine as they made their way down the stairs to her basement. “Kurt, Blaine, I wasn't expecting you two to arrive with Finn.” she commented.

“Kurt got me to be their designated driver, he's been black mailing ever since he saw my web history.” Finn explained.

“Tonight I am being just Blaine and letting myself let go and just have a good time.” Blaine told her as he began taking off his jacket.

“Just not too much or you might ruin your squeaky clean reputation.” Kurt warned teasingly.

Rachel took their coasts and after talking to Quinn for a moment hurried Kurt and Blaine along to a chair, where she handed them their drink tickets. With their tickets in hand the pair walked away to the side of the room.

Kurt leaned in to whisper into Blaine's ear, “Well this ended up being as low key as I thought it would be.”

“Aww come on, the night’s young.” Blaine argued.

“And so are we and there are much better things we could do than watch this disaster.” Kurt was about to walk over to retrieve his jacket when Blaine touched his shoulder to get him to stop.

“I think things are about to get more interesting.” Blaine told him as he pointed to Puck who had just broken open Rachel's Dad’s liquor cabinet.

When the lock on the cabinet door had been broken it also seemed to symbolize the breaking of everyone's hold on control. Leading to almost everyone there getting very loud and very drunk, but far too quickly, all but two.

Kurt began to dance his way over to where Finn was standing, “Glad to see you're not drinking.” he commented as he moved to the music.

“Yeah well I am the designated driver, lucky for you.” Finn replied as he pointed to the bottle in Kurt's hand.

“Yes well don't worry about me, this will probably be my only drink of the night.” Kurt said as he took another sip of his wine cooler. “I, for one refuse to let myself get too sloppy. So you don't have to worry about hauling my drunk ass home tonight, though you're still driving us of course, I'm not stupid.” Kurt added. But then his eye-line went over to where Blaine was and he rolled his eyes. Because he was dancing away with his normally gelled hair flying free in an array of curls while he looked very drunk and ridiculous. “Clearly Blaine doesn't have the same concern, which is another reason to why I don't plan on getting drunk.” Kurt added with a smirk.

Blaine must have heard his name because he had stopped dancing and strolled over to join them, coming to rest his arm on Finn's shoulder. “Hey! It is so cool that you two are like real brothers now, right? Brothers. Legally. Wow!” Blaine slurred in his drunken state.

Kurt could only laugh at his boyfriends antics, “You having fun, Blaine?”

“Yeah, this is the best party ever!” He shouted out in celebration.

Kurt decided to rescue his step-brother from Blaine's attention and came to take hold of him, as Blaine brought his arm to rest over Blaine's shoulder. Blaine began to stumble as they stepped off the stage and Kurt steadied him quickly to stop him from falling over. “Oh boy you are an interesting drunk I must say.” Kurt told him.

“Why aren't you drinking, Kurt? Come on, have some fun.” Blaine said as he brought the cup he was holding up to Kurt's lips.

“No Blaine, I think you're having enough fun for the both of us.” Kurt told him with a laugh.

“Well if you won't drink, I'll have to entertain you another way.” Blaine said seductively.

Kurt could only shake his head until Blaine downed the rest of his cup and threw it on the floor. Blaine brought his hands to take hold of Kurt's and brought them to rest on Blaine's hips as he began to dance. His hips began to move and grind against Kurt's and he swore under his breath and released his hands from Blaine's grip, putting his drink on a nearby table.

“Easy there!” Kurt blurted out.

But that didn't seem to deter Blaine from what he had in mind, Kurt sighed and figured he'd give in enough and begin to dance with him, but making sure to keep their groins far enough away from one another this time. But that seemed to just make Blaine want him more and Kurt found himself fighting off his boyfriend’s attempts to make out with him. Which, in his drunken state, weren't too affective and Blaine managed to break through his defences to land a long and deep kiss on his mouth. “Blaine, I am not doing this with you when you’re drunk! Or when we have an audience.” Kurt hissed, he was beginning to lose his patience.

“Don't be such a prude, Kurt.” Blaine muttered as he began to suck on Kurt's neck.

“Excuse me?” Kurt demanded, his rising tempter increasing.

“I mean, it's not like we're virgins anymore!” Blaine shouted at the top of his lungs.

Of course Blaine had chosen to announce this when there was a break between songs, causing everyone in the room to stare at them. Kurt's face flushed red as everyone in the room erupted at the news and began to clap and cheer.

“Woo! Way to go, Hummel!” Someone called out.

“Get your gay boy game on, brother!” Another person yelled.

Kurt had no idea who was saying what, since at the moment his eyes were closed and his hands were covering his face in embarrassment. He only hoped that everyone was so drunk they wouldn't remember any of this in the morning.

“Okay it's time to change the conversation!” Kurt yelled out and pulled fully away from Blaine's hold. He tried to tell himself Blaine was drunk and couldn't really be responsible for what he was doing or saying right now. But that fact barely helped subside Kurt's annoyance. “That definitely was my last drink!” Kurt fumed.

“Don't be mad baby, I can't stand you being be mad at me!” Blaine said as he pouted.

“I'm not mad at you, Blaine.” Kurt lied.

“Let's kiss and make up then in the corner!”

“Do you want me to get mad at you?” Kurt warned. “Oh god how could this get any worse.” He groaned.

But his answer came when he heard Rachel shout out, “Let's play SPIN THE BOTTLE! Who wants to play SPIN THE BOTTLE!” And Kurt cursed himself from saying his question out loud. “Oh fuck.” he muttered under his breath.

“I DO!” Blaine cheered in reply.

Kurt knew it was suicide but he wanted to keep close to Blaine so he found himself sitting in the circle of his drunken companions and held his breath when it was his turn to spin the bottle. “Please be a girl, please be a girl.” he chanted to himself as he leaned over to spin the bottle. He had already been kissed by one guy other than Blaine and he didn't plan on making it two. Though he knew if the bottle did stop in front of a guy it would be a totally different situation and Kurt would go through with it. Everyone cheered as the bottle whirled around and Kurt let out a huge sigh of relief when it ended up stopping in front of Tina. “Oh thank god.” Kurt muttered.

“Ooooh, I get to be the second girl to kiss Kurt, yay!” Tina said as she began to laugh.

“Yes, a real honour, I'm sure. Come on, giggles.” Kurt replied as he crawled over to meet Tina in the middle of the circle. As he had been dreading, when their lips met Tina's were just a bit too eager and Kurt took hold of her shoulders and pushed her back after he couldn't bare it anymore.

“Well that just confirms even more that I'm gay.” Kurt muttered as he came back to sit down beside Blaine.

“That was hot, Kurt.” Blaine told him.

“Well I'm glad someone enjoyed it.” Kurt replied.

Brittany ended up going next and after her Rachel grabbed the bottle and announced it was her turn. When the bottle landed on Blaine Kurt made a face palm, “This is outstanding.” Kurt said sarcastically.

Rachel had already leaned over to Blaine and crawled closer to him, “Sorry Kurt, because Blaine Warbler I'm gonna rock your world.” she said and grabbed hold of his shirt and mashed her lips against his.

“He's not a Warbler anymore...” Kurt told Rachel with a smirk but his playful expression quickly vanished as their kiss went on for far too long. He didn't want to be a buzz kill or be a jealous boyfriend, since they were both really drunk. But he couldn't bare to watch it any longer, if Santana could break up Sam and Brittany's lip lock, he could do the same. “Okay I think we've had enough of that.” Kurt said as he yanked Blaine away from Rachel enough so their faces pulled apart.

“Your face... tastes awesome.” Rachel told him with a big grin, her hand still holding onto his shirt. “I think I've just found a new duet partner!” she cheered.

Blaine began to laugh as he came to lean backwards and ended up resting again Kurt as he continued to laugh. Kurt joined him, only his laughter was very fake. When Rachel came to rest against his other side he didn't feel like laughing anymore. Even more so as he was forced to watch Kurt and Rachel sing Don't You Want Me Baby from his view point at the side where he was sitting at the piano. It wasn't that they were singing it badly, Kurt wasn't surprised at all that even when they were drunk the performer in the both of them shined through. It was that seeing them dance and jump along together as they sang and laughed, only reminded him how Rachel had gotten the guy who he had been crushing on before. Of course he was well aware this time it was totally different, unlike Finn Blaine was actually gay. Also he and Blaine were in a loving and committed relationship as opposed to him just having a one sided crush like it had been with Finn. And Kurt fully trusted Blaine in the end, drunk or not drunk. But it didn't mean he had to pretend to be enjoying the performance. Because try as he might to not let his mind go there, he couldn't help but think if Blaine wasn’t gay, he could have lost another guy to Rachel's clutches.

Even in his drunken state Blaine knew Kurt's facial expressions enough to tell he wasn't happy. So when the song was done he turned to him. “Uh oh, looks like I've made my boyfriend jealous. We can't have that, so I'm gonna sing this next song in his honour. So all of you, like Kurt does, will know just how much I love the sexy son of a bitch!” Blaine yelled out.

Kurt didn't have the heart or energy to try to stop him, so he just rolled his eyes as Rachel got off the stage. Blaine began to sing and the song choice of course was a dozy, it being When I Get You Alone. As Kurt listened to the lyrics his eyes widened is shock when Blaine got to the line about keeping his toys in drawer tonight. Cursing to himself he went and grabbed his unfinished drink from earlier and finished it all in one gulp. He didn't want to get drunk still, but he wanted to get relaxed enough so he wouldn't end up killing his boyfriend out of anger and embarrassment.

After the song was over Kurt kept his tempter under control somehow, it seemed there was a good side effect to dealing with bullies over the years. Kurt found the whole night a very good example about why alcohol should be used responsibly. Just when Kurt had thought he had put the whole Rachel and Blaine kissing ordeal behind him. Because they had been playing spin the bottle and the perpetrators seemed to both get very frisky when they were drunk. Kurt knew getting really angry at them would do little good in the end. It anything seeing Blaine in this light helped shatter some of his illusions of perfection and prove Blaine Anderson was just another flawed human being. But then drama was never far from Kurt Hummel, when he watched one of his friends spill their beer on Kurt's jacket. He had raced off to wash it off before it could stain and be ruined. Ordering for Finn to keep an eye on Blaine in his absence. But when Kurt came back a short while later, he found he had made a very bad error in judgement. “Where's Blaine?” Kurt asked as he walked up to Finn.

“He's right ther... oh wait, where did he go?” Finn muttered as he pointed to the stage and found it lacking Blaine.

Kurt growled in anger, just what he needed, a drunk boyfriend on the loose. “Great! You better help me find him...” Kurt began to mutter but he stopped mid-sentence when there proved to be no need, he found Blaine right away. “Oh no!” He shouted at the sight in front of him.

Rachel and Blaine were tangled up together on the couch, looking very comfortable as their lips were locked tightly together. Screw being the better man this time. “Rachel, get off of my fucking boyfriend!” Kurt seethed with barely controlled rage.

Blaine, at hearing Kurt's voice, saved him the trouble of having to break them apart. He just totally ignored Rachel as he pushed her off the couch, causing her to tumble to the floor.

“Hey!” Rachel grumbled, but she let out a sleepy yawn and nestled down on the floor and closed her eyes. “So sleepy...”

Kurt side eyed Blaine still, not feeling all that forgiving at the moment. “And what do have to say for yourself, Anderson?”

“No, Kurt, no! It's not like that! Rachel just asked me to show her how to be a good kisser. I was doing her a favour!” Blaine began to slur.

Kurt rolled his eyes, “Let someone else show her the ropes, someone single and who actually likes girls?” Kurt insisted.

“OK! I'd rather kiss you anyway because I loves you!” Blaine added as he came over and hugged Kurt tightly. Kurt just sighed, he felt very worn out at the moment and allowed himself to be pulled onto the couch as Blaine started to kiss his neck. It was a pity staying sober meant there would be no chance of forgetting the whole night.

As the Rachel Berry drunk train wreck came to an end, Kurt had managed to keep himself from committing homicide on Blaine. But he hadn't been able to fight off all his advances throughout the night and he had the hickeys to prove it. Kurt had to admit at least Blaine had been fully focused on him and hadn't gone back to kiss Rachel anymore, but it was hardly a consolation. But luckily even Blaine's amounts of energy had its limits. To where Blaine finally ended up passing out on a couch and Kurt could only roll his eyes. Soon the room became silent either from people clearing out, only when Finn had made sure they took a taxi home, or the remaining people had crashed like Blaine. Kurt came to stand beside Blaine and scanned the now trashed room.

“Well I'm not sure if the night was a success but it was eventful.” Finn commented.

“Oh yeah, seems unfair that we'll be the ones to remember it most.” Kurt muttered.

“So you're okay? Not even the least bit tipsy?”

“I'm fine Finn, don't worry.” Kurt assured him. He then walked over to where Blaine was sprawled over one of the couches. “He looks so cute when he's asleep.” Kurt said softly. Kurt began to slip his arms underneath Blaine's waist and hoped he wouldn't wake up fully. “Here help me with Mr. Rip Van Winkle here, Finn.” Kurt told him.

“You've got to be kidding.” Finn muttered.

“I'm sorry, but I cannot carry him on my own here!” Kurt hissed.

“This was not part of the agreement in me driving you two home.”

“Look, I promise to never use your web browser history against you again if you'll just help me get him out of here and to our place.” Kurt pleaded as he struggled to lift Blaine off the couch.

“You're bringing him home with us?”

“I don't want his parents to see him in this state and he certainly can't drive home like this! Come on Finn, have a brain.”

“Why do the responsible ones always end up getting punished?”

“Stop complaining and help me.”

Finn just began to grumble as he relented and came over to help Kurt, but did it by taking Blaine out of Kurt's arms and threw him over his shoulder, like you would a child. “Thank god he's so short. You owe me, Kurt.” he grumbled.

“Shh! You'll wake him.” Kurt whispered.

“Too late, whee!” Blaine suddenly blurted out.

“No sweetie go back to sleep.” Kurt told him softly as they made their way to the stairs.

“Am I on a pony?” Blaine asked.

“No Finn's carrying you.” Kurt told him.

“Aww he's so awesome, I loves you Finn!” Blaine yelled.

“Then stop moving and shut up.” Finn told him as he began to climb the stairs.

“Some drunk you are.” Kurt said as he followed behind them.

Once they had Blaine safely lying down the back seat and luckily he had fallen back to sleep, Kurt got into the passenger seat of Finn's car. “Thanks for this, Finn.” Kurt told him as Finn pulled out of Rachel's driveway and headed for home.

“It's cool.” he just replied. “I mean, they're all going to feel it in the morning.” Fin added.

“Then there's some justice in the world after all.” Kurt stated.

It had taken some work to get Blaine out of the car and back into the house, mainly because he had woken up again and got chatty all of a sudden. Finn began to carry Blaine into the living room when Kurt jumped in front of him.

“No, bring him to my room.” Kurt whispered.

“What?” Finn began but Kurt shushed him instantly. “No way.” he whispered back.

“We can't just leave him on the couch, what if Carole or my dad gets up at some point and thinks he's a burglar. Or worse he ends up throwing up? No bring him to my room, that way I can keep an eye on him all night.” Kurt explained.

“Uh, I dunno if Burt would like the idea of Blaine sleeping in your bed, Kurt.” Finn warned.

“Well I'll be the one to get into trouble over it if he does, not you, so move! It's not like anything will happen with the state he's in. I'm just hoping he crashes soon...”

“I can't believe I'm doing this.” Finn replied as he shifted his grip on Blaine so he could carry him up the stairs and to Kurt's bedroom.

When he made it inside the room Kurt took Blaine from Finn's arm and carried him over to his bed and ended up falling over with Blaine onto the mattress. Kurt rolled out from under Blaine and looked over at his step-brother. “Thanks, I can take it from here.” Kurt told him.

“Good luck, man.” Finn replied and headed off to his own room silently.

Kurt sighed and looked back at Blaine who seemed to be fast asleep. Only to discover he was a good actor even when he was drunk. Because when Kurt went to sit up from the bed, Blaine's arm clamped onto his and pulled him back down onto the bed, wrapping his arms tightly around Kurt's waist.

“Blaine.” Kurt hissed through his clenched teeth and he tried to keep quiet. It wasn't easy when Blaine's hands, not to mention his tongue were darting everywhere across his body. Kurt fought his advances but froze when he realized Blaine had somehow managed to undo the fly of his pants. “How are you so coordinated even in this state?” Kurt asked him with a laugh. But he wasn't laughing when he felt Blaine's hot hand touch his cock, which was threatened to stir from the excitement Blaine was giving it. “No, Blaine, let go... not tonight... and if you don't let go, not ever again.” Kurt warned him.

Blaine heard the word no and quickly released his hold on Kurt's cock and pulled back. He looked like a puppy that had just been kicked. “I'm so sorry, Kurt...” he began but Kurt only shushed him soothingly and gave him a quick kiss on his nose.

“Blaine it's okay, just go to sleep...” he urged as he pushed Blaine down on the bed. “There's no point in doing anything like that now because even if we were alone in the house, you wouldn't remember it.” Kurt began to explain, but when he didn't hear Blaine speak he turned to see that Blaine had fallen asleep and this time it seemed for good. Kurt let out a long breath of relief, “Finally.” and he threw his top blanket over Blaine and moved his head so it rested on his pillow properly. Kurt decided against trying to take off any of his clothing, aside from his shoes and he slipped them off and placed them beside the bed. Thankfully Blaine seemed to be down for the night and Kurt used the opportunity to quickly change into his pyjamas. After he finished his night time skin routine he returned to the bed and went to slip under the covers. When Blaine suddenly stirred and Kurt held his breath, he seemed to be half awake and Kurt noticed Blaine was making grasping movements at Kurt.

“I wanna snuggle.” Blaine murmured.

Kurt smiled at Blaine with affection, lucky for him he was far too adorable for his own good, so it was hard to remain resentful towards him for long. Kurt decided to humour him and hoped when Blaine had Kurt in his arms, he'd settle down for the night finally. He scooted over to come into Blaine's reach and let himself be pulled in close. Until Blaine's forehead and front was pressed against Kurt's back and he was happy to see his hunch had been right. Now in snuggle heaven with his sweetie, Blaine became still once more and Kurt closed his eyes. Kurt was quite sure all that would be needed to repair any damage the night had brought would be a discussion and the peaceful normality between them would resume. “Night, Blaine.” he told him softly and listened to Blaine's breathing before he managed to fall asleep. _______________________________________________________________________________________________________________________

Kurt awoke the next morning and wondered why he felt so heavy, until he opened his eyes to see Blaine's arm draped over his side and it all came back to him. Blaine was still out like a light so Kurt pulled out from under his arm and got up. He looked at his phone and saw it was far later that he had planned on waking up. Kurt hurried over to his night stand to begin his morning facial routine when he heard his dad call him from downstairs. He froze, Kurt had hoped he could make it downstairs before Burt would notice his being tardy. After all that had happened last night he had forgotten about his promise to give his father a brunch cooking lesson. Kurt swore under his breath, why could of he remembered that and set his alarm!

“I'll be down in a minute.” He called as he quickly massaged the facial cream over his face.

But Burt never gave him the chance to finish before he suddenly opened his bedroom door and stepped into the room. “Hey, what's this? Today was the day you were gonna teach me all about brunch.” Burt commented and Kurt saw from his view point he was talking to Blaine, whose head was hidden by pillows.

“I'll be down in a sec.” Kurt muttered as he poked his head into view, trying to act like nothing was out of the ordinary.

Burt looked from Kurt and then back to bed, where Blaine had suddenly stretched up from his sleeping spot. “Where am I?” he said sleepily as he rubbed his eyes and his head came back down to lie on the pillow as he fell back asleep.

Burt's eyes widened with shock and he stepped backwards in surprise, “Uh what the heck is this? What's Blaine doing in your bed?” Burt asked him.

Kurt finished massing his facial cream into his cheeks and reluctantly looked at his dad's hard faced expression. “We got back from Rachel's party really late so I let Blaine crash here.” Kurt answered innocently.

“And you thought this was okay because...”

“Dad nothing happened, we just slept.” Kurt told him as he rolled his eyes.

Burt paused for a moment, as much as he didn't want to drop the conversation, but the scene was making him uncomfortable. Not because there was a guy in Kurt's bed, just that as a parent it was hard to see any proof to his hunch that Kurt and Blaine had become intimate. For the time being he chose to make a quick escape. “Okay my bad, we'll uh... talk about this later Kurt.” Burt replied and stumbled as he walked backwards, his eyes never leaving Blaine's figure on the bed until he finally staggered down the hall.

Kurt let out the breath he had been holding, though he knew he would be in for it later. But for now he had a hung over boyfriend to deal with. Kurt came over and shook Blaine lightly. “Blaine, get up.” he told him.

“Nnng, no too sleepy.” Blaine whined as he tried to bat Kurt's hand away.

“Get up Blaine, now.” Kurt urged.

When Blaine didn't move he pulled the blanket off him and Blaine gasped as the cold air greeted him. That seemed to wake him up a bit more and he shot up in the bed, only to cringe at the obvious pain that met him from the sudden movement. “Shit my head hurts.” Blaine cried out.

“That tends to happen when you get as drunk as you did.” Kurt teased.

“Where are we?” Blaine asked as he forced his eyes open. “Oh your room.” he answered himself before Kurt could.

“Imagine that.” Kurt said as he headed over to his dresser to pick out his clothing for the day. During the time it took him to get dressed Blaine spent it trying to recover from his hang over. Kurt came to stand over beside him and he winced. “I think this is the first time I've seen you look like a train wreck.” Kurt told him with a smirk.

“Don't sound so happy about it.”

“Okay, you go shower and I'll make us some coffee which I know you're gonna need.” Kurt told him.

“Wait, did I hear your dad earlier or was I dreaming?” Blaine asked.

“My dad was here and yes he saw you.” Kurt answered.

“Oh god, why am I still alive?”

“Don't ask me, maybe he wants you to recover before he shoots you.” Kurt teased but he saw the look of horror on Blaine's face and leaned down to hug him. “Oh Blaine, I'm joking relax! I'm sure Dad’s not happy about it and I know I'll find out later first hand. But we're teenagers and we do stupid stuff like this and we survive it somehow.” Kurt told him.

“Okay...I don't remember much of what happened last night. But first I gotta ask, did I say anything or... do anything bad to you?” Blaine asked, though he was afraid to hear the answer.

Kurt looked at Blaine in disbelief and pushed at him hard, sending him flying back down on the bed. “Do you think I'd let you sleep in the bed next to me if you did?”

“No jokes Kurt, tell me what happened.” Blaine pleaded.

“Blaine, no matter how drunk you could get I don't think you'd ever hurt me. We all played spin the bottle and you ended up kissing Rachel. After that you two sang a duet and afterwards you sang me a highly inappropriate song about sex toys. The evening was topped off with you trying to kiss me all night and you yelled out that we weren't virgins for everyone in the room to hear.” Kurt began to explain. He chose to leave the part about Blaine making out with Rachel, because he had enough to agonize over all ready.

Blaine could hardly believe what he was hearing but as his head began to clear his memory began to return. “I am so sorry, Kurt...” he began.

“I'm not done yet, in the end you passed out on a couch and Finn had to carry you from Rachel's, to the car and into this room. You woke up and got a bit frisky...”

“Please tell me I didn't try to force myself on you?”

“Oh Blaine stop being a drama queen, no of course you didn't! You tried to get busy at first but you let it go after I told you no. And when I say you let it go I mean you literally 'let it go.'” Kurt said as he pointed to his groin. “You even said sorry before you fell asleep spooning me and that's all of it.”

Blaine gave a sigh of relief, “Remind me of this if I ever I say I wanna let loose again.”

“Will do, now go have a shower and I'll take you out for some breakfast. You should be sober enough to drive me back home afterwards. Unless you're not up for it yet?” Kurt offered.

“No I'll be fine once I have some coffee in me... so you're not mad at me?”

Kurt studied his grief stricken face, “I'm annoyed but not angry and that will pass soon enough.” Kurt admitted.

“I'll go talk to Burt before we go.” Blaine offered as he got up from the bed.

“Blaine, if you truly love me and want to live, do not do that.” Kurt pleaded. ______________________________________________________________________________________________________________________

Blaine didn't feel much better when he got up for school on monday morning. But it was more guilt than an extended hang over. Kurt had assured him over the phone that he wasn't angry with him but Blaine knew it had to be a lie on some level. Because Blaine was mad with himself, so Kurt had to be. He noticed a group of sunshade clad students stumble by and Blaine sighed, more casualties from the Rachel Berry drunken adventure had arrived. He joined them while they were in the middle of complaining about still being hung over.

“I am never drinking that much again.” Blaine muttered when there was a quiet moment.

“Can we talk about anything else?” Tina complained.

Kurt chose that moment to come gliding past them, “Well that's what you get for letting things get out of control.” Kurt told them playfully.

“Shut it Hummel, I'm too hung over to kick your gay ass.” Santana warned.

The group came to stop in front of Artie, Brittany, Sam and Quinn who were also sporting sunshades to hide their bloodshot eyes.

“How about some bloody marys yo?” Artie asked them in a gangster voice as he held out a thermos and lid cup.

“Are you kidding me? The last thing I wanna do is drink.” Mercedes told him.

“It'll help your hangover, that's what bloody marys are for. Hail to the dog that bite your ass” Artie replied.

Blaine just shook his head, “None for me I meant it when I was through drinking. At least for a while.” he said.

Kurt gave him a sympathetic look and rubbed his tired shoulders lovingly. “And that's why I love you so much.” he said in a overly sweet sounding voice.

So without the aid of alcohol to perfect their performance, Kurt and Blaine decided to only sit and watch the rest of the New Directions try to sing a song while they were drunk. The most amazing thing turned out to be when Mr. Schuester somehow saw their drunkenness as acting and Kurt only shook his head in disbelief and Blaine just shrugged. But in the end for the first time Kurt actually agreed with Will's decision to shoot down a song idea. _____________________________________________________________________________________________________________________

Kurt was so busy trying to find a fitting song for alcohol awareness week that he didn't even hear Blaine step into his room at first.

“Hiya, handsome.” Blaine said softly to get his attention.

Kurt looked up from where he was lying on the bed and saw Blaine there, two coffees in his hand and one was held out in front of Kurt like a peace offering. “Hello cutie, what brings you here unannounced?” Kurt asked as he stood up and took his drink from Blaine.

“I came to apologize for what a drunken idiot I was over the weekend.” Blaine answered.

“Blaine I told you I'm not angry, I get it, you were drunk and not aware of your actions. But you did focus all your attention on me for the most part anyway. So just drop it alright, no need to turn the charm on.” Kurt told him reassuringly.

Blaine smiled warmly and gave Kurt a quick kiss on the mouth, “I have the best boyfriend ever.” Blaine told him. “But I was still an idiot.”

Kurt took the coffee from Blaine's hand and placed both their drinks on the table. Once there hands were free he took hold of Blaine's face, “But a cute idiot.” he told him and began to kiss him aggressively.

Blaine could barely keep up with Kurt and gasped for air, “Wow, do I deserve this right now?”

“Less whining, more kissing.” Kurt murmured through his kisses.

Their passions were finally brought to a halt when Blaine's phone began to ring, it was a ring-tone Kurt didn't recognize at first, then he remembered. “Is that from Rachel?”

Blaine pulled himself away from Kurt, panting hard as he brought out his phone. “Yes, yes it is.” he groaned.

“Better answer it, I know from experience she'll just keep on calling till you pick up. The sooner you talk to her the sooner we can continue.” Kurt commented as he went to sit beside Blaine at a safer distance.

“Oh hey Rachel, what's up?” Blaine asked as he answered the phone.

“You're such a cutie pie even when you don't have your blazer anymore.” Rachel told him over the phone.

Kurt, having heard her gave Blaine a weird look, “Is she drunk?” he asked with a smirk.

Blaine batted his hand at Kurt to shrug him off so he could hear what Rachel was telling him. It was easy to tell that Kurt's assumptions about her being intoxicated were true. Why Rachel was drunk at all wasn't even the scary part. When she suddenly ended up asking him out for a date, Blaine's mind began to panic on every level. At first he had only remembered their first kiss during spin the bottle but then the rest came back to him. How Rachel had cornered him while Kurt was conveniently elsewhere and asked him to show her how to be a good kisser. In Blaine's drunken state that need to help people overruled his common sense and he granted the insane request. They ended up kissing for well over ten minutes before Kurt eventually returned and rightfully broke them apart. Blaine had been relieved when his boyfriend never bothered to bring the whole episode up. Also Blaine had no desire to do the proper thing and mention it himself for once, yet he still felt guilty. But what soon replaced the guilt was an alarming epiphany; the kissing had felt good. Too good for what Blaine had assumed a gay man should feel while kissing a girl. He had made himself assume he had imagined their chemistry, that the whole idea was crazy. But if Rachel had noticed it enough to now ask him out, he was no longer sure. For the first time since coming out, Blaine had begun to doubt his sexuality. It wasn't that he suddenly thought he was straight, no, he loved Kurt far too much for that ever to be a possibility. But maybe his sexual orientation wasn't so easily defined, maybe Blaine was bi-sexual. At the moment Blaine had little time to go to deeper into his theory, as Rachel had finished her bold move. Kurt was still beside him, listening, totally naive to Blaine's inner turmoil. He also wanted to think about it a bit more before he even thought to bring it up to his boyfriend. Because no matter what he was, first and foremost, Blaine was head over heels in love with Kurt Hummel.

Back to the matters at hand and dealing with a drunk Rachel Berry. “Um, I'm very flattered Rachel but you know I'm with Kurt, if I wasn't spoken for I'd totally take you up on the offer but well, I'm not, so sorry...” Blaine told her. “No it's fine, see you later, bye.” Blaine finished and he looked over at Kurt and tried not to look guilty. “Rachel just asked me out!” Blaine laughed, hoping he was doing a good job of hiding his true feelings behind faked amusement.

“I heard and I have half a mind to bitch slap her silly at her attempts to steal my man. I mean I understand why she'd have a girl crush on you and everything.” Kurt began to reply, but he paused, as he realized one thing Blaine had said earlier. “Wait... why did you tell her you'd go on a date with her if you weren't with me?”

Blaine hesitated, he should have known better that Kurt would pick up on that, but he had said it on a whim in his moment of inner panic. He still held firmly to his choice of not admitting this to Kurt, as he could bring them unneeded drama and they'd had their share separately already. “I was just humouring her.” he replied and shrugged it off. “Now what did you say before about continuing?”

Kurt eyed him, clearly there was more to it than that, but Blaine didn't seem to want to share it. Kurt ignored his hunch and for once, let it drop. Since sometimes, them always being honest which each other over every little detail could have its downside. He reminded himself earlier they had been getting a very sensual mood. Kurt only chose to humour him and let Blaine use sex to change the subject, because he knew in the end Blaine would come to Kurt with whatever the underlining problem was when he was ready. Armed with that fact and Kurt's already rising libido, he gave in and let Blaine begin to undress him, and do many enjoyable thing to his naked body.

But Blaine's ploys to divert Kurt's attention ended up not working, even when they were blissfully sated and cuddling still naked together on Kurt's bed. Blaine didn't realize how well Kurt could read his boyfriend and the doubt and worry in his mind was still lingering, though Kurt had no idea why. Deciding it wouldn't be right to ignore it, even for Blaine's sake, Kurt let out a sigh, at least they had some amazing sex before he had to ruin their mood. He propped himself up on his elbow so he could gaze down at Blaine, running his fingers over his bare chest. “Blaine..I know something bothering you... what I don't know is why you're so afraid to tell me.”

Blaine looked up at Kurt's concerned face and brought his hand up to cup his cheek. “I can't hide anything from you can I?” he said warmly.

“Nope, so I wouldn't even try. Tell me, because that's what we do Blaine, we talk.” Kurt urged.

Blaine nodded and stood up, he glanced at his watch. “Fine but it's really nothing, but we should get dressed first since this might take a while.” Blaine explained.

Blaine tried to use the time it took to re-dress and take care of any evidence of their deeds to figure out how he was going to explain it all to Kurt, but to no avail. So he was left with no alternative but just to say it at point blank. He only hoped that Kurt would help him figure things out, because he really did value his boyfriend’s opinion.

This was something Blaine could never have dreamt sharing with anyone else, as it was so personal. But because it was and also something Blaine had never done before, he didn't know about the right use of timing. “Kurt... I've always been so sure of myself and who I am, what I am. At least for the most part, while I didn't come out of closet until my freshman year... I knew for a while that I was gay. Once I admitted it and said it out-loud, I was sure that would be the end of it. At least on the figuring out side, but... now I'm not so sure. Maybe it took me this long to notice because I've never really been around girls... or ever kissed one...” Blaine began to explain. He was so wrapped up in getting all out in the open, he didn't look at Kurt. If he had, he would have seen the sheer look of shock and denial on his boyfriend’s face at that moment. “But during the party when I kissed Rachel... it felt good. Better than it should... because I'm supposed to be gay! I tried to push it aside and say it was because I was drunk... but... honestly, I'm not so sure anymore. I think... it could mean something a lot more... earth shaking.” Blaine finished.

Kurt reaction to all of this, was anything but supportive, no, he was mind blown to the very idea of Blaine suddenly doubting he was gay. His shock bypassing any chance of his reply not being blunt.

“You can't be serious?” he stuttered in disbelief.

Now it was Blaine's turned to be surprised by Kurt's reaction. Yes, it was a big thing to admit, but he hadn't thought Kurt's response would be so negative. “Why are you reacting like this?” Blaine asked.

“Because I'm sitting here listening to my boyfriend telling me he suddenly thinks he likes girls now after we just had sex!” Kurt blurted out.

“The fact that we just had sex has nothing to do with this, Kurt.” Blaine snapped in defence.

“Shouldn't it? I mean for god sakes, Blaine! Think how much hearing that hurts me.”

“How it hurts you? Out of all the people I thought I'd see react to me questioning my sexuality in a bad way... how could you...” Blaine muttered as he choked back tears in pain.

“You certainly didn't give me any reason to be assured!” Kurt blurted out.

Blaine was no longer feeling remorseful, he was getting angry and anger only made things worse. “Because I thought the fact that I love you, no matter what, would have been a given!” he declared.

“Blaine, it felt good when you kissed Rachel because you were drunk!”

“I don't see why you're getting so upset over this! It's not like I'm breaking up with you!”

“No you're just telling me you could be straight, after we've been dating for almost 9 months now! All because of a drunken kiss!”

Blaine was back to feeling hurt once more with the accusation, but the anger was still there and the combo was not an ideal one. Blaine realized maybe he should have worded it better, maybe stated from the start no matter what it meant, it didn't chance anything between them. “Kurt, I still love you and I want to be with you. Who cares if the kiss felt good? This isn't about us... this was about me. Isn't this supposed to be the time in our lives when we're supposed to figure things out?”

Kurt was too angry, hurt and surprised at the same time to back down and realize he wasn't handling things very well. In his heart he knew Blaine was right, it didn't mean they would break up, that Kurt trusted Blaine. But in that moment all Kurt's mind could think about was how Kurt could losing the best thing in his life to Rachel Berry. Trust was thrown aside, logic wasn't registered, the idea of Blaine leaving him, for a girl, was more than his conflicted mind could take. On instinct Kurt brought up his defences, which lead to him pushing others away when things got tough. Anger rose in him and the need to make Blaine snap out of his delusions and come back to him were intense, yes logic was long past him.

“What you are Blaine, is gay, you're my boyfriend, who is supposed to be in love with me. Or was that all a lie?” Kurt asked.

“Listen to yourself! You always go on about it always being about you and how selfish you can be! Well maybe you're right... because you're being stupid right now! I'm not saying I don't love you. You heard me turn Rachel down, I don't want to date her! The possibility that I could be bi doesn't change what's between us at all!” Blaine shouted.

Kurt and Blaine had never really fought before, so they were both clueless on how to react and what to say in their heated exchange. No matter how amazing they were together, sometimes, emotions could only complicate things and not in a good way.

“Oh please, bisexual is just a term that gay guys in high school use when they wanna hold hands with girls and feel like a normal person for a change.” Kurt said as his face began to scrunch up in anger.

“Oh like you did with Brittany last year?” Blaine pointed out.

“Why would you bring that up right now?”

“Because you always seem to forget it happened.”

“But we weren't a couple then.”

“But we were still friends.” Blaine grumbled. He started to pace around the room in anger, as if he could vent all his charged energy out that way. All it did was increase Kurt's annoyance and Blaine was too angry to notice once more. Blaine was in denial over Kurt's reaction, he couldn't believe his resistance to the idea of Blaine's being bisexual. As if maybe Kurt actually didn't trust him, that somehow Kurt thought a girl could tear him away, that what they had shared meant nothing. Blaine had expected Kurt to be surprised, but to still manage to be supporting in his caring way. Not to be subjected to be verbally attacked by his boyfriend like he had committed some heinous crime.

“So you're 100% sure about yourself Kurt, and that's great. But is it so hard to imagine that not all of us are so lucky?” Blaine asked as he tried to get his anger back under control, he didn't like fighting with Kurt.

“Yeah I've had a lot of luck when I got bullied so bad that someone threatened my life because I was gay Blaine.” Kurt replied.

“But you're lucky that you have a dad who fully accepts and supports who you are and loves you the same. I get that you've been through some tough shit in your life, Kurt, but don't be so self-absorbed to think that you're the only one to. Try thinking about that before you go attacking someone.” Blaine told him.

“Are you listening to yourself right now, Blaine? Do you even realize that when he threatened to kill me my first thoughts were that I had to tell you! That I was afraid that Karofsky might hurt you to get to me.” Kurt commented.

“Sorry, all I'm hearing is 'me, me, me' right now.” Blaine fumed.

“Well sorry for freaking out about how some girl might steal you away from me now!”

“Why? Because you suddenly don't trust me anymore? Because if I'm actually bi I can't love you as much as I say I do? Am I not worthy of being with you because I wouldn't be gay?” Blaine shouted at him.

“It's because you'll probably see how being with a girl would be so much easier!”

“Like I actually care what anyone else would think about me!”

“Don't act all innocent! You know you want the chance to make your daddy happy, that you could be normal!” Kurt shouted, but the second the words left his mouth he instantly regretted it.

That final comment marked the limit of what Blaine could take and he knew he had to leave. Not because he wanted to end things with Kurt, on the contrary. If he stayed any longer he'd risk saying something that went too far, that the chance of them recovering would be near impossible, even for them. So he took a deep breath, held it, and let it out slowly. That did little good to dampen his foul mood, so he knew leaving was the best option. It might have been foolish and a little childish, but it was all he had.

“I think we're done here, Kurt, for this fight, not forever. Clearly we're too pissed off to listen to each other right now. I can't believe you of all people would judge me like this... and I'm sorry...but I don't have to stand here and take it. Not even from you! I'm...searching okay? And I'm allowed to, because it's my life and I have to live it! Not you, not anyone else, no one can tell me how to live. I'm just trying to figure out who I am, you know... aside from just being your boyfriend, Kurt. For you of all people to get down me for that.. I didn't think it's who you were. I thought we were supposed to support each other, like in a true partnership. If you've forgotten that... well... I think we need to step back now. Give us time to calm down and go over in our minds what we've said. I'm sure most we'll regret... but right now, I'm in no mood to be the better man, not this time.” Blaine explained.

Kurt just stood there, already shut off from his emotion, because it would hurt too much to face it right now. Instead he just nodded, his facial expression remaining void of emotion. “That might be for the best.” He agreed. “But I haven't stopped loving you... for the record.”

Blaine sighed, “Me neither, but love doesn't make everything okay.” Blaine pointed out. “I'd say 'bi' but I wouldn't want to piss you off anymore.” Blaine muttered as he headed for the door. He felt heavy with anger and lingering regret, but not enough to change his mind. But he couldn't let that be the last thing he'd say before leaving. So he glanced over at Kurt, seeing he hadn't bothered to move. “I'll be willing to listen when you're ready to apologize.” Blaine said softly. He then stormed out of the room not bothering to give Kurt any chance to reply.

Kurt himself was done, but he couldn't hold his snarky side back and not have the last word in their fight. “Don't hold your breath!” Kurt yelled out to him and stomped around the room and ended up kicking over one of his chairs in a fit of anger. As the anger began to dissipate exhaustion took over and Kurt broke down into a sobbing mess. He collapsed on his bed and began to cry into his pillow, over a number of things. This had been their first real fight, so neither of them were willing to see how badly they had both reacted. Worse than that, the couple was also equally stubborn and that meant they weren't about to be the first to admit they had been wrong. As Kurt continued to cry into his pillow, venting out all his tired frustration over their quarrel, no their horrible fight, he just wanted to forget it all. Like it had been a bad dream, because the worse thing to face, aside from his own bad judgement, was the hurt Blaine's words had caused. There would be no hope over healing enough emotionally to admit to himself he hadn't been very accepting of Blaine, at least not yet. But Kurt was still a teenager, who made mistakes, which hardly made up for things, but it explained some.

During this Blaine was having his own emotional breakdown in his car, as he tried to calm down enough so he could drive home. He glanced up as Kurt's bedroom as he began to pull himself together and started the ignition. He had said some stupid things in his anger, so much that the usual dapper youth was nowhere to be found. But for once he refused to be the better man and be the first one to apologize. He didn't want to be a pushover in any regard, Blaine might have dished out plenty in his anger, as much as Kurt had. But he was convinced Kurt had started it, with the first bad act and in his weakened mind, that mean Kurt would have to make the first move towards reconciliation. It was hard enough not to give into the urge not to go back and beg Kurt for forgiveness. No, even Blaine had his pride, and he was stubborn and like Kurt, and young and inexperienced with such things. Kurt had said he was the perfect boyfriend on many an occasion, so much that he was growing tired of it. But now that he had done something to shatter that illusion, he didn't want to face where it could lead to. Instead he pulled out of the driveway and made himself focus on getting back home. If he could hold out until then, then he'd let the tears that were risking to form in his eyes to fall and with no holding back.

The result of all of this, meant that for the first time ever in their history together, Blaine and Kurt had the worst night of their life. By going to sleep without hearing each other’s voices, by being so stubborn and hurt that they didn't talk, to the point where they couldn't speak to each other, the pain was too great.