Author's Notes: Chapter 43
~Rumours~

Made a wrong turn Once or twice
Dug my way out
Blood and fire
Bad decisions
That's alright
Welcome to my silly life

Even when the acoustics weren’t ideal in Blaine's car, Kurt Hummel’s voice, in Blaine’s opinion, was completely flawless and spell bounding. One of his favourite things was when he and his boyfriend sang to each other in the car and it tended to happen quite frequently. It hadn't taken them long to admit they wanted to carpool together to school far more often than once a week. Now it occurred whenever they had the chance and usually, it did at least three times a week or more. The habit of them passing those drives to and from William McKinley were soon filmed with countless duets. Blaine treasured those little mini concerts, it reminded him how lucky he was to have Kurt in his life.

All it took was Kurt to flash his boyfriend a certain look and he knew by visual cues alone it was his turn to take over for the second verse.

Mistreated
this place Misunderstood
Miss knowing it's all good
It didn’t slow me down.

Following Blaine's lead, Kurt took over the next set of lyrics like they had rehearsed the whole number with perfect timing.

Mistaking
Always second guessing
Underestimating
Look I'm still around

Bringing it to the chorus where the musically inclined duet partners joined their voices in song. During which Kurt made sure to keep his eyes on the road somehow.

Pretty, pretty please
Don’t you ever, ever feel
Like you're less than
Less than perfect

Pretty, pretty please
If you ever, ever feel
Like you're nothing
You are perfect to me

But then Blaine didn't get the chance to let out his inner bad ass rapper, when Kurt's phone on the dash began to buzz and vibrate. Interrupting their impromptu performance without much protest, after all there would be plenty more chances.

“Blaine, can you get that for me, I refuse to text and drive.” Kurt requested.

Blaine simply nodded in reply and reached over for the phone, bringing up the message. “It's from Sam.” Blaine said with surprise.

“Really? Read it to me, cutie.”

“Sure, it says ' Hey, are you guys free to meet up right now? I want to fill you in.' Funny how he knows we'd be together.” Blaine answered.

“Tell him he can meet us at the Lima Bean.” Kurt suggested.

Blaine quickly set to sending him a text, “Will do.” Blaine said with a smile. A few minutes later the phone vibrated again. “Okay, he's heading there now. I wonder what's been up with him.” Blaine muttered.

“I know! I mean I don't know why him having a part time job after school needs to be a secret.”

“I guess we'll find out soon enough.” Blaine commented as Kurt parked his car.

True to his word, or text, Sam showed up about ten minutes after sending his message, to find Blaine and Kurt waiting for him at their usual table. Kurt waved at Sam to get his attention and the blonde made his way over, to notice a third drink on the table.

“Hey, Sam, join us, we got you a drink.” Blaine urged politely.

Sam eyed the drink for a moment, but he gave the pair a weak smile. It was clear to see from his body language he was nervous and neither teen before him had any idea why. “Thanks... but uh you guys didn't have to get me anything...” he commented.

“Oh it's nothing special, just a coffee Sam, geez.” Kurt said as he rolled his eyes.

Sam took a seat across from the pair and stopped to take a long drink of his coffee, afterwards letting out a deep sigh. “So... anyway, I figured it's time to tell you guys why I was at Dalton delivering pizza. Since You've kept my secret, thanks for that.” Sam began.

“It's nothing that really needs to be kept a secret, Sam, I myself work at my dad’s shop a lot. It's the only way I can afford half of my wardrobe.” Kurt pointed out, keeping his tone light.

“Kurt, let him talk.” Blaine urged gently.

Kurt gave Blaine a playful smile. “Sorry, you were saying, Sam.” he replied.

Sam squirmed in his seat awkwardly, when in reality he was making it a bigger deal than it was. “Yeah well... it's not that I have the job that's the real secret. It's why...” he admitted.

Kurt by this point was well aware Sam was hesitant to the idea of telling them still. “You don't have to tell us if you don't want to. It's none of our business.” Kurt assured.

Sam shook his head, “No, I want to, you guys proved you can keep a secret. I'll explain everything so it makes sense, since I know I can trust the both of you. It just hasn't been easy for me... or my family right now. My dad lost his job and neither of my parents can find work since. So... we sort of ended up losing our house.” Sam explained.

Blaine's face was at first full of surprise, which quickly changed to remorse. “I'm so sorry, Sam.” he said, his voice full of sympathy.

“Where are you living now?” Kurt asked.

“At a motel, that's why I got the pizza delivery job so I could earn some extra money. Problem is it's doesn't go very far.” Sam muttered. “I wish I could do more.”

“You're a high school student, I'm sure your parents know you're doing what you can. Now this makes my working to get pricey clothes quite pathetic in retrospect.” Kurt admitted with a smirk.

Sam crack a smile at Kurt's attempts with wit, welcoming the break in tension. “Man I wish I got my job just to buy clothes. I mean, I don't really care that much about how I dress... but I've started to run out of stuff to wear. I know pretty soon people are gonna notice that.” Sam commented.

“I noticed, but then that's me, so I think as far as the rest of McKinley goes, you're safe still.”

“And I didn't realize until Kurt pointed it out.” Blaine added.

“I bet you can imagine why I don't want anyone in school to find out, not with how we're already treated for being in glee club. I know you two know what it's likes to be different and how people react to it.” Sam told the pair.

“Oh yeah, we do indeed know what it's like, so don't worry, Sam. Your secret is safe with us.” Blaine assured him.

“You have nothing to feel ashamed of, of course, but like Blaine said I fully understand. It's not our place to share such things, that's where I refuse to gossip.” Kurt added with a small smile.

The relief on Sam's face was easy to read and have gave them another weak smile, nodding in approval. “Thanks...” he responded, standing up from the table. “I guess I'll go, don't want to become a third wheel here.” he smirked.

“Kurt and I might be joined by the hip, but it's not like we have a big keep away sign.” Blaine laughed.

Kurt simply shook his head with amusement as Sam turned to head off, until he got a sudden idea and he held up his hand. “Sam, wait! I just got a brilliant idea! Would it be okay if I drop by sometime to give you some clothes? I've been meaning to go through my wardrobe and thin it out for a while anyway.” Kurt began to ramble.

Sam let out a sigh, unsure how to reply without seeming rude, it had been a stressful time for him lately. “No offence, but I'm not really keen on the idea of charity...” Sam hesitated, it was clear he didn't want to come off rude by turning down the offer.

“It's not charity Sam, you're a member of the New Directions and a friend. Really considering my fashion choices, it might not be too helpful. But I promise to keep that in mind when I pick stuff for you.” Kurt assured him.

“And if you don't think you can wear any of it you could sell them, considering their value.” Blaine suggested.

“Oh that's an excellent idea, Blaine! Honestly don't feel guilty either, sell them all if you want. I'll even tell you where you can and for what price.” Kurt replied.

“I dunno...” Sam muttered.

“Give in Sam, trust me once Kurt makes his mind up there's no stopping him. I agree as well and I'll even go through my clothes. But I'm not sure what good that will do, most probably won't even fit you...” Blaine muttered with a sigh.

Kurt saw the moment when Sam knew he was out numbered two to one and he gave him a victorious smile. “Good, it's decided then. Let us help Sam, you know you'd do the same for us. That's one of your strengths, how giving you are to others. I'll text you in the next few days when I'm ready to stop by, okay?” Kurt commented.

Sam simply nodded, “Sure, thanks again, I'll see you guys at school.” He said and headed off out of the coffee shop.

Leaving Kurt and Blaine alone once more and free to discuss the new turn of events. Considering it wouldn't be safe to do so at school, in ear shot of fellow students. “Well now I see why he was so hush hush about this. Considering how rumours fly around school, I hardly blame him.” Kurt muttered.

Blaine nodded, finishing his coffee. “Yeah, life can really suck at times, bad things happen to good people. It makes me think how fortunate I've been and how it can happen to anyone.” Blaine stated solemnly.

Kurt sighed, wanting to lift the heavy mood and pronto. “So I can count on you to help me go through my wardrobe this week I trust?” he asked playfully.

“Kurt, you're the only person I'd go back in the closet for.” Blaine answered with a smirk.
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While Kurt sometimes had to admit the tv shows, especially reality, he and Blaine chose to watch together could be called more than quirky, this was the oddest one yet. Sitting on Blaine's bed, snuggled up next to him, Kurt stared at Blaine's laptop in sheer disbelief. “Okay, what the hell are we watching, Blaine?” he muttered.

Blaine rolled his eyes at Kurt, though he found his tone adorable. “I told you, it's called Fondue for Two. It's a show Brittany puts on... I figured it might be worth checking out, I promised her I'd watch it.” Blaine reminded him.

“Okay, I know you said you would watch, but it's Britt, so we could of passed...” Kurt replied.

“We could, but like you said, it's Brittany! Who knows what could happen, so give her show a chance, for me?” Blaine pleaded with big puppy dog eyes.

Kurt could never last long resisting that look and he soon gave in, letting out a large breath in defeat. Kurt figured he make the most of it and moved to get in a more comfortable position, leaning onto Blaine's chest. Blaine caught on and wrapped his arms over Kurt and they sat down to watch the events unfold. At the sound of the theme song Kurt fought to keep an open mind, but it wasn't easy. As much as Kurt had to admit he did like to gossip now and then, he usually knew when to draw the line. At first he watched Brittany interview Mercedes and Tina with bemused indifference, until Brittany suddenly stated Santana played for the other team. Dumb struck, Kurt's mouth hung open, only to close it and to become enraged. “Oh my god! I knew it! That Latino hypocrite!” Kurt shouted in anger.

“Wow... I mean this is Brittany so we shouldn't take anything she says seriously... but if that's true... it's pretty big.” Blaine stuttered in surprise.

Kurt rolled his eyes, all the times Santana had made comments went through his mind and the worst thing was, no matter how much of a bitch she was, Santana was still likeable. “Blaine, whatever you do, do not let Brittany have us on her show.” Kurt warned with a shudder.

“Noted.”
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Even High School wasn't safe from paparazzi without morals it seemed, because all it took was one step into the halls of William McKinley to notice rumours were floating all around campus. There was no need to figure out the source of the written gossip either. The second Kurt walked inside the main building he was handed a copy of the school newspaper without even asking for one. Kurt rolled his eyes in annoyance - he had half a mind to throw it back in the deliverers face, but he didn't want to litter. Instead he brought the paper along as he made his way towards his locker. It came as no surprise that Blaine was already waiting for him there. 'It's really a pity no one near me would switch lockers with Blaine, oh well, say la vie.' Kurt thought to himself.

“Have you seen this stupidity?” Kurt asked as he held the paper out for Blaine to inspect.

“Yeah, horrible isn't it?” Blaine muttered as he took it from Kurt and began to skim the front page.

“Should I even ask what dribble they've written?” Kurt asked him reluctantly. So far by some miracle Kurt himself and Blaine in turn had been spared any ridicule in written form, at least in the schools paper, the notes in Kurt's locker had been enough. But with Santana still holding Dave to his good guy act, those threats had stopped.

Blaine studied the paper for a bit longer, then he let out a tired sigh at what he came across. “It's really stupid stuff... where I bet not a word is true. So far there's no mention of us though...” Blaine muttered as he continued to read on.

“Probably because we're too boring.” Kurt pointed out with a smirk.

Blaine let out a small chuckle, “True... but that doesn't make us safe for future issues. For one thing, whoever writes for the paper watches Fondue for Two... Santana's in here. Wow... so is Quinn, who, according to this is having an affair with Sam.” Blaine read.

Kurt scoffed and yanked the paper out of his boyfriend's hands, tossing it into the nearby garbage. “It's not worth your time to read, Blaine. I refuse to give stupid rumours the time of day.” Kurt grumbled. Of course Kurt knew he hadn't always been so virtuous and it was far easier to act noble when there were no rumours about yourself. Kurt had joined in on gossip before, mainly about all the drama in the New Directions, but he at least kept it between his friends.

“I whole heartily agree, Kurt.” Blaine agreed as he linked his arm in Kurt's as they made their way down the hall. “But I get the feeling some of the New Directions won't share the same values.” he warned.

Blaine's hunch turned out to indeed be true when the young couple found themselves sitting on the side-lines in the choir room. Watching things quickly elevate beyond different opinions and the tension begin to climb. All Kurt and Blaine could do was gape at the whole scene, especially when Santana called Brittany out and then when Sam and Finn started a hostile shouting match.

“How come whenever we decide not to transfer stuff like this always happens.” Kurt complained with a groan.

“At least we're not involved.” Blaine pointed out.

“So far so good.” Kurt agreed.

Only time would tell if they'd be thrown in to the fire pit of McKinley News as well.
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Always happy when there was a chance to escape and thus forget the drama at McKinley, even when they hadn't transferred, the student body of Dalton still managed to help Blaine and Kurt cope. Currently in the form of Thad, Jeff and Trent, sitting along with the pair at the Lima Bean after school. Just because they didn't transfer to Dalton didn't mean they couldn't still hang out and meet up with Blaine's closet friends in the Warblers after all. As happy as they were that they could remain at McKinley, Kurt had still come to appreciate the calm atmosphere that surrounded him whenever the Warblers were around.

Blaine took a back seat and he listened to his boyfriend chatter on with his friends, he loved how much Kurt had reached out to them and had more or less become an honorary Warbler in every sense. It was one of the many reasons Blaine loved Kurt Hummel so much.

“It's just so stupid, I mean... you think instead of listening to these rumours everyone might... I dunno, be more honest with one another. At least within the New Directions, we'll never make it to Nationals if we're all too busy being at each other’s throats! Or do they not know the meaning of trust.” Kurt complained.

“Some might not.” Blaine admitted.

“So how would you react if you read tomorrow in your schools paper that Blaine was cheating on you, Kurt?” Trent asked with a smirk.

Kurt glanced at Blaine, who gave him a curious look and he gave Trent a look of derision in response.

“Oh please, at this point in our relationship, there's a better chance of Blaine sprouting wings than him cheating on me.” Kurt scoffed.

“Your faith in me is touching, Kurt.” Blaine gushed, placing his hand over his heart.

“You're welcome, cutie.” Kurt cooed back but spared their friends a full on love fest so he moved on. “So does Dalton ever face drama like that?” he questioned.

Nick shrugged, while the others all began to chuckle. “We're still teenage students, private school or not. Of course there's drama, just from what I've heard about McKinley... probably not on the same scale.” he admitted.

“It's just far more discreet, so it can slip under the radar.” Thad added.

“But as far as the Warblers go, we try to keep above all that, sometimes it works... really the biggest gossip among us is that Jeff got himself a girlfriend.” Nick explained as he elbowed Jeff teasingly.

“Really? Congratulations, Jeff!” Kurt cheered, holding up his mocha for a sudden toast. Soon the young men before him joined in and they clinked their paper cups together, or they would of clinked if they had been wine glasses.

Jeff gave his friends a sheepish grin, taking the attention in stride. “Thanks, I met her at the benefit and things are going well so far... I hope anyway.” he explain with a small grin.

“Well lemme know when it's okay for me to start teasing you about it... get some payback about how you guys tortured me about Kurt.” Blaine said.

“We only did that because you were so clueless about how you were obviously crazy about him.” Thad pointed out.

“That seems like ages ago now...” Blaine muttered.
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Just like when Holly Holiday had returned to aid Will with his duties in Glee club, none other than April Rhodes had reappeared to grant her wisdom. Where the instructor for the New Directions answer to dealing with the tension cause by the rumour mill, was to take a page out of musical history. Through singing a duet with April by Fleetwood Mac, from their album ironically called Rumours. Following their example Will lead on to explain what their weekly assignment would entail. To take a cue from the band who had stuck together in the hardest times, for the sake of music. Each member was to choose a song from the album and perform, in hopes of it banding them together once more.

After school before Kurt could start the task of finding a song from Rumours, there was another more pressing matter to attend to - finding suitable clothing for Sam that Kurt in turn would be willing to part with. Kurt truthfully had been meaning to sort through his closet to make room for new styles and now he could help a friend at the same time. True to his word, Blaine naturally was at his side, ever ready to be chivalrous, even when there was no dragon to fight, just a closet full of designer clothes. But when it came to one such as Kurt Hummel, Blaine knew first hand there was no 'just' about fashion.

Kurt suddenly reappeared into view from inside his closet, a large pile of clothes in his hands, where Blaine instantly clambered up and helped his boyfriend dump his heavy load onto his bed. Kurt voiced his thanks, pausing to show his gratitude by giving Blaine a quick kiss on the cheek. He then turned his attention back to the pile and rubbed his hands together eagerly. “Alrighty, I think I have a good batch to start with here...” Kurt muttered as he began to organize the pile by type, style and price. One piece in particular caught Kurt's keen eye and he held up a light colour jacket. “How about this, Blaine? It's made with organic fibres... it might be a bit more than Sam usually tends to wear. But it could be rather fun, would go good with his hair.” Kurt asked.

Blaine stood up, hand touching his chin as he tried to picture Sam wearing it. He agreed with Kurt how it wasn't his normal style, but he didn't think Sam would oppose that much.

“Hmm, maybe... I doubt he can be too picky right now.” Blaine countered. But when he saw Kurt narrowed his eyes at Blaine and glared, Blaine began to chuckle away. “Kurt, I'm kidding! It's fine! Seriously, you have the best possible taste in clothing.” Blaine insisted. “I can already see you made a bunch of good choices, keeping what would work for Sam in mind. Typical you.” Blaine continued, not bothering to hide his attempts at flattery.

Kurt icy stare instantly began to melt under the warmth Blaine's loving gaze held. Until he soon found himself in Blaine's tight embrace and they took a short detour to make out for a bit. Finally they both went back to business and returned to what they had started out to do. Twenty minutes later and the job was done and the result was Kurt had a large bag full of clothes ready for delivery. “So I talked to Sam earlier and I'm heading over to give him my cast-offs tomorrow.” Kurt stated.

Blaine nodded, “Sounds good, I'll bring what I have to you tomorrow, not that I could find much. It's the thought that counts right?” Blaine admitted.

Kurt let out a light laugh, leaning over to give him a peck on the lips. “Yes it is, cutie.” he cooed.

“Want me to come and help you?” Blaine offered.

Kurt shook his head, “Actually... if it's alright I think it's best if I go alone. Not that I think you'd be unwelcome, Blaine. But having less people there, might be easier for Sam to deal with. I'm sure it must be hard to let anyone, friends or not, see how he and his family are living now.” Kurt explained.

“Yes I see your point.” Blaine agreed.

Kurt allowed Blaine to guide him over to the bed, to simply cuddle and steal a few kisses, since soon he'd need to head for home. “It shouldn't take me long and I'll call you as soon as I'm done. Where I hope we can have some time to get naked.” Kurt alluded.

Blaine made a half growl and Kurt had started to kiss his neck. “I like the sound of that.” he replied.

The pair soon break out into a very hot and mutually enjoyed make out session before their time for the night was up. Blaine stood up off the bed, letting out a deep breath. Kurt laughed lightly at the state he, or rather his tussled hair was in and tried to smooth it back into place. “You know, by William McKinley standards we might be considered boring. But baby... I wouldn't have it any other way.” he declared.

“You and me both.” Blaine added.
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With the more urgent task being taken care, pending the drop off, Blaine suggested after class there would be time to head to Between the Sheets. Since, Sam it turned out had to work until later in the evening. To their luck the store ended up having the Rumours album in stock and it was quickly purchased. Blaine drove Kurt back to his house and helped him load both of their bags of clothing into Kurt's navigator a short while later.

“How much time do you think we have left?” Blaine asked playfully.

If almost by magic, before Kurt could answer his phone started to vibrate and he groaned. “None.” he replied and brought out his phone. “That's Sam, he's home, so I can come over now. Thanks for all the help, cutie, I'll reward you when we're together again tonight.” Kurt assured.

Blaine leaned over and kissed Kurt softly on the lips, when he was half leaning into the driver’s seat. “You'd do the same thing, we both love getting the chance to be all courteous to each other. Whether it's opening a door or... well... you know what I mean.” Blaine said coyly.

Kurt grabbed onto the sides of Blaine's face and pulled him close for one last passionate kiss.

“Hold that thought... and don't start without me.” he teased and closed the door of his car.

“I'll head home then and I'll behave. Call me when you're done okay.” he requested.

“That goes without saying.” Kurt scoffed playfully. “Bye!” he called as he backed out onto the street and drove off down the road, smiling as he saw Blaine still waving away in his rear view mirror. __________________________________________________________________________

The drive to the motel the Evans family was currently calling home was a short one and Kurt was there before he knew it. After parking his car, Kurt hurried out of his vehicle and retrieved the one larger and second slightly smaller bags of clothes from his trunk. Sam by this time had appeared and waved at Kurt from the front of the motel door.

“Hey, Kurt, right on time.” Sam called.

“Of course.” Kurt muttered as he struggled to get balance enough with his heavy burden. There was little need to worry since Sam had already headed over to his side and took the large bag out of his hand. “Thanks.” Kurt said as he followed Sam back to the motel room.

“I'm surprise Blaine didn't come with you.” Sam admitted.

“He offered to of course, but I figured I'd just stop by... make it easier.” Kurt admitted carefully.

Sam simply nodded and an awkward silence fell between them as they stepped inside the motel room. Kurt couldn't help it but his eyes scanned around, noticing straight away how crowded it was. Kurt knew Sam had two younger siblings and the thought of a family of five crammed into two small motel rooms was saddening. The last thing Kurt wanted to do was make any comment that would be taken the wrong way. So instead Kurt chose to simply not comment, since it didn't matter in the end, helping his friend did. Kurt placed the bag that was full of Blaine's clothes on a nearby bed and turned to Sam, who placed his own beside. “So... here's what Blaine and I came up with, I hope it's useful.” Kurt began.

“Thanks again for helping me out.” Sam interrupted.

“It's honestly not a big deal Sam, I only wish I could do more to help.” Kurt assured.

“Naw, this is a lot already trust me, you're also keeping all this a secret too.” Sam pointed out as he gestured around the room.

Kurt paused to look around and smiled lightly. “While I totally understand why you don't want people to find out... but don't let anyone make you feel ashamed. Times are tough, no one can deny that, at least anyone who watches the news. All you gotta do is turn the tv on sometimes and it's all about the bad economy.” Kurt began to ramble.

“'Cept' I doubt many high school kids watch the actual news.” Sam countered.

Kurt sighed, even he usually paid little attention to such things, but he was better off than most.

“Sad but true and you can't call what our schools passes off in the paper as actual news.” Kurt admitted.

Both young men welcomed the break in tension by making a few jokes and Kurt took the sign to move things along. He brought out a piece of paper from the bag and handed with to Sam with a bemused grin. “Anyway, here's an inventory of everything I've given you, to make it simple I took photos of each piece. If you'll noticed I listed the original value of each item and what you should be able to sell them for. I also included a list of online sites, even some local stores where you could sell anything that doesn't work out for you. If you need any help with Blaine's stuff don't hesitate to call me okay?” Kurt began to explain, where Sam simply nodded and tried to understand. “Now, Sam, don't worry if most of the clothes don't suit you and don't feel bad about selling them either. Trust me it can be annoying at times but rewarding money wise in the end. Being a fashionable male in Ohio is a constant battle, at least when you're at my level. Oh I even added a description of what you can coordinate each piece with... but honestly I wouldn't worry about it. With a body structure as flattering at yours, you can easily pull off almost any look! Especially with your envious body frame... not to mention your abs...” Kurt began to list when he realized he was quickly going past being friendly and dangerously nearing flirtatious. “... and now I'm making things weird with my compliments! Sorry!” Kurt sputtered off in alarm.

“Dude, calm down.” Sam chuckled.

Kurt took a deep breath, very relieved Sam dismissed his slip up as nothing. “Right, right... thanks for being so cool. I should probably head off, Blaine's waiting for me.” he admitted.

“Sure, I'll see you out.” Sam offered and headed to the door and Kurt followed him.

As the pair of teenagers stepped outside, neither one knew they were being watched by two spying glee club members, Rachel and Finn from their stake out point. Naive to the fact and the somewhat dubious situation they were in, Kurt walking out of a motel with Sam, they were none the wiser. Kurt stopped in front of Sam and gave him an encouraging smile. “Take care of yourself, okay?” Kurt told him, rubbing his shoulder gently in support.

Sam nodded and touched Kurt's shoulder for a quick moment in response. “I'll try, thanks.” he whispered with a small nod.

Kurt waved goodbye to Sam and hurried off to his car, whistling away happily, to his unknown peeping toms, he might of looked all giddy from a thrilling hook up. In reality he his current good mood was all due to that fact that soon he'd be back in his boyfriend's blissful company. Where he hoped they'd be alone long enough to get their mac on.
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While habits tended to happen for a reason, the time came when they needed to be broken before they became mundane and far too predictable. So instead of Blaine and Kurt heading to the Lima Bean right after school, they decided to shake things up a bit and venture out and head off to the mall. Little did they know by doing this they might have never gotten the tip-off that at that very moment their friends were holding an emergency meeting at the same coffee shop they frequented. That piece of information came to them while they were sitting in a pair of massage chairs, through a rare source; Quinn. Kurt took one look at his phone and who was calling him and made a face.

“Why Quinn, I do believe this is like the first time you've ever called me directly.” Kurt pointed out in greeting.

“Well today is just that weird of a day, is Blaine with you?” Quinn replied.

Blaine leaned over from his chair so he face was close enough to the speaker. “When am I not with Kurt, Quinn?” Blaine answered before Kurt could.

“What's up?” Kurt continued.

“I just got back from a meeting at the Lima Bean. Turns out Rachel and Finn saw you leave Sam's motel room last night.” Quinn explained.

“What in the world were they doing there, and how did I not notice them?” Kurt shouted in anger.

“They were on some stupid stake out, probably looking for me to show up... Now everyone thinks you're cheating on Blaine with Sam. I didn't tell them the truth, because of Sam of course... I just said you wouldn't cheat on Blaine. But I thought I should warn you still.” Quinn finished.

Kurt let out an angry groan, it seemed they weren't safe as he thought. “This is so typical and why honesty is so freaking important! That and how unfair the world can be, because of course neither spy saw how I met up with Blaine right after that!” Kurt vented. He didn't ignore the irony that Kurt had gone to Blaine's house straight after his meeting with Sam. Where they ended up fooling around before Blaine's parents came home.

While Blaine agreed with and understood Kurt's current foul mood, since he wasn't too happy with their friends thinking Kurt was actually capable of being unfaithful to him. He was thinking clear enough to remember that Quinn was still on the line. “Uh Kurt, Quinn didn't do anything bad, in fact she's helping us out... so maybe try not to yell at her?” he prodded gently.

Kurt gave Blaine a thankful smile, reaching out to hold his hand. This time he didn't feel like a worse person in contrast to Blaine, he was merely thankful to have him in his life. “Sorry Quinn, thanks for tipping us off. I don't really care if this stupid rumour about Sam and I starts to spread. Because I know Blaine trusts me, I'm just pissed off that anyone could actually think I'd cheat at all!” Kurt grumbled.

“Remember who you're talking to.” Blaine whispered in warning.

Kurt shook his head, oh right, most of the members of the New Directions had cheated on their significant others in some form. “Getting off track here, trouble is I can't set the record straight... not without exposing Sam's true secret. But there's no way I'd do that, even for my own sake and I know Blaine would agree. I also must say I'm impressed you’re doing the same Quinn, it's quite noble.” Kurt admitted.

“But hardly rewarding, I'll talk you later boys.” Quinn replied tartly and ended the call.

Blaine stretched in his chair, happy that the massage they were both receiving was instantly relaxing their tensing bodies. “Well... that was kind of awkward.” Blaine muttered.

Kurt smirked at Blaine and closed his eyes, determined to enjoy the remainder of their massage. Once it was over he stood up and offered his arm to Blaine, who took it. The pair strolled back to Kurt's car, saving what they wanted to say until they were alone. The second Kurt closed the door to his vehicle with Blaine already seated beside him in the passenger seat, he let it all out. “Just what we don't need... I'm so furious at Rachel and Finn! The worst part is I can't even all them out on their infraction! How could anyone think I'd cheat on you, Blaine. Don't they know how much you mean to me, how much I love you?” Kurt complained. “I just hope this clears before it's our one year anniversary!”

“Oh right, I hope that too.” Blaine said.

“That's a relief, I won't be the only one then.” Kurt teased.

Blaine gave Kurt a warm smile, he knew he should be just as angry as Kurt, but at the moment he was too busy fawning over his boyfriend. “I still am, I'm just too busy with you to show it right now. I love you. Which is why even if we hadn't gotten this heads up, I'd be fine. If I didn't know why you were at a motel with Sam's I still wouldn't consider you'd been unfaithful. That means something to you, right? It proves how much we trust each other. Not to mention that blow job I gave you last night was pretty incredible.” Blaine told him playfully.

Kurt let out a light laugh, it was futile to remain to enraged, and he knew it would do little good.

“Like I could ever forget that!” Kurt stated, leaning over to give Blaine a much needed kiss. _____________________________________________________________________

As it turned out, the rumour mill at William McKinley had been running dry, so this new juicy tidbit was just the thing to wet everyone’s whistle. The result being that it spread on campus like wild fire, that never being more true with the New Directions. Proving it very hard for either Blaine or Kurt to forget, or merely ignore when they kept bringing the subject up.

Blaine especially noticed the instant change in his so called friends the minuet he walked into the building. Most students just began to whisper or snicker at him, whatever it being Blaine had no desire to hear. While his comrades within glee, kept giving him sympathetic looks wherever he went. So far no one had actual approached him, but Blaine wasn't safe for long. Blaine realized it was probably a bad idea for him and Kurt not to car pool to school that day. But the couple had agreed they'd ignore the whole ordeal and act like nothing had happened. Since as far as their relationship went, it was the truth. It was still proving hard to keep to the plan when Blaine noticed Finn approach him later on that day with a look of very obvious pity.

Finn walked up to Blaine at his locker, how he thought he was being subtle was anyone's guess.

“Hey buddy, how's it going?” Finn asked in a far too friendly tone.

Blaine fought the urge to roll his eyes in response, it was hard to keep a neutral face, let alone be friendly. All he could do was attempt to play innocent, no easy feat when Blaine knew why Finn was acting so odd. “Uh, hi there Finn... are you okay? Because you've never called me buddy before, so that's sort of weird.” Blaine admitted. On the fly Blaine figured his best bet was to be as honest as possible and go with it.

“Oh, I'm fine... great even! I just wanted to say hi, see how you've been.” Finn sputtered.

Blaine was somewhat torn because while it was true Finn was being considerate enough to see how he was, he still thought Kurt was cheating on him with Sam. 'Give me strength.' he thought to himself. “Okay then... I'm good.” Blaine answered warningly. Turned out it wasn't too hard to keep a good act, since Finn was very bad at interrogating.

“So... how's things with you and Kurt going?” Finn finally asked.

Blaine smiled, when on the inside he wanted to laugh, but here it was. “Very well, thank you. Why do you ask?”

The nervous grin on Finn's face only began to increase, “No reason, just glad to hear everything is good. Cause I want you to know if it wasn't, you can always talk to me.” Finn coaxed.

Blaine chose to be kind and not allow himself to say what he really wanted, that Finn was discrediting his brother by believing he was capable of infidelity. “Thanks Finn, I'll do that but as of right now... there's nothing bad to tell. Unless you want to hear me go on and on about how much I love your step brother. I warn you, that could take a very long time.” Blaine began to ramble. Then he suddenly got a devious though and his normal dapper self was happy to take a back seat. “Actually, now that you mention it, it would be nice to have a real talk, man to man. Just because I'm gay doesn't mean sharing sex stories is off the table, right buddy?” Blaine stated, patting Finn on the shoulder and leading them down the hall. Blaine gave Finn no chance to answer and continued on with his little discussion. “Like real bros do, because let me tell you Finn. Kurt... he's... how should I put it, very satisfying in bed. Not to mention super flexible and what a fun discovery that's been...” Blaine announced innocently. Still keeping his voice low enough so only Finn could hear, since normally he'd never share any real details about his sex life. But there was no desire to be proper at the time being, he was enjoying himself far too much to stop. It was indeed rewarding to see Finn's face turn to awkward panic. “And don't get me started on how good he gives...” Blaine began.

Alas Blaine never got the chance to finish, not that he had been planning to say much more. Finn certainly didn't make it possible as he quickly interrupted the confession. “Okay! Uh I gotta go... Quinn's waiting for me...” Finn blurted out and darted off down the halls without another word, making his quick escape.

Blaine remained standing as he watched Finn run off and he couldn't stop himself from chucking. He now had a way to put up with such things and make it amusing. But that chipper mood was quickly turning sour when he saw Kurt appear and it was easy to read on his handsome face he was not amused. “Kurt, what's got you so angry?” Blaine asked with concern.

Kurt simply let out a frustrated sigh and first gave his boyfriend a long therapeutic hug, slightly calmed down he gave himself the chance to vent. “Oh, just the instantly that is Rachel Berry! I cannot believe her at times! I was just approached by her... where she begged me to stop hooking up with Sam. Because he's not worth loosing you over!” Kurt yelled.

“While it's sweet she cares about me, I just find myself thinking. Of all the nerve!” Blaine admitted. “What did you tell her?” he asked.

Kurt sighed, “Not what I wanted to really to do, which was to slap her right in the face. But no, I went with a higher root. I simply told her if I had ended up transferring I would miss her insanity! Then I gave her a good lecture about how Fleetwood Mac dealt with their drama during rumours. Top that off with a good judgement bitch face stare and I left, this denying her another overly dramatic word.” Kurt explained, his tone all full of sass.

Blaine's face showed nothing but adoration and he came to stand behind Kurt, massaging his shoulders gently. “Aww, that's my handsome, witty boyfriend. You took the sassy high road and chose Sam's wellbeing over your own integrity. I find that a very endearing quality, remind me to reward you later.” Blaine told him playfully.

Kurt's anger diffused at bit, but it wasn't fully gone. “Yeah well I hate to say it but I'll be glad when this all blows over.”

“Me too, except I do admit it was kind of fun to mess with Finn right now.”

“What?”

“He was just here being all sympathetic and way too obvious and I kind of... tortured him with trying to talk about my sex life and he ran off pretty quick after that.” Blaine explained.

“Oh, my god Blaine... wait no, I'm actually fine with you sharing our personal lives if it meant Finn got what was coming to him.”

“Well I didn't get much of a chance to freak him out because he ran off... but it still felt good.” Blaine admitted.

Kurt let out a long laugh, “Thank god I have you here with me Blaine Anderson. Because my life would be a whole lot worse if I didn't.”

“And for me things would be far more boring.” Blaine added with a smirk.
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Kurt patience was beginning to run out and it was only the second day into his cheating on Blaine with Sam rumour had spread. Making him decide to show everyone just how much he loved his boyfriend and prove he was being faithful. Through the usual way; music, hoping it would be an alternative to exposing Sam's secret. Luckily for him there was just a song on the Rumours album and Kurt didn't hesitate to step up in front of his peers despite the looks of judgement on many of their faces. He ignored them and simply gave his usual superior look. “Right, I didn't have much trouble choosing a song to sing. I also should come to no surprise that I'm dedicating my rendition of 'You Make Loving Fun' to my wonderful boyfriend Blaine, since it's very true.” Kurt began, pausing to notice Blaine was beaming at him and he returned the look of affection.

While the gesture made a few glares begin to soften, he hadn't won everyone over yet so he set to making that happen. In reality he could hardly care how many people in the room actually believed he was cheating on Blaine. It still irked him though and if the song changed anyone's mind, then that would be a welcome bonus. First and foremost though singing would help Kurt cope and he did just that, starting to sing at the right moment.

Sweet wonderful you,
You make me happy with the things you do,
Oh, can it be so,
This feeling follows me wherever I go.

I never did believe in miracles,
But I've a feeling it's time to try.
I never did believe in the ways of magic,
But I'm beginning to wonder why.

Don't, don't break the spell,
It would be different and you know it will,
You, you make loving fun,
And I don't have to tell you that you're the only one.

Oooh . . . you make loving fun. (It's all I wanna do.)
Oooh . . . you make loving fun. (It's all I wanna do.)
Oooh . . . you make loving fun. (It's all I wanna do.)
Oooh . . . you make loving fun. (it's all I wanna do.)

It was of little surprise that Blaine was the most into the performance, moving his head to the beat, beaming all the while at Kurt. At first he had been too focused on his boyfriend to notice how others were reacting. Aside from Quinn and Sam, on some scale every face in the room showed some form of judgement. From his quick glanced Blaine did realize some were unsure looks, such as “Could he really be cheating?” while others were like, “You should be ashamed.” or amazingly, “Dude has guts.” and Blaine didn't like any of them. Blaine soon realized it looked like Kurt was feeling guilty about his sexual endeavours with Sam and was trying to make up for it. It took all his control to stop himself from jumping up and shouting out they were being stupid. Instead he remained seated and let his focus return to Kurt and his loving smile returned. Let them keep to their doubt, Blaine had always known he and Kurt were set apart from most of the Glee club couples and this time, their shared gender wasn't the main reason. As the song came to an end he realized he sounded petty and that wasn't something he wanted. It was just such a frustrating scenario over all, one Blaine didn't want him or Kurt to. As a reflex Blaine shot up out of his chair when Kurt took his bows and began to clap, relieved to see that many followed his lead but not all were genuine.

At the end of Glee club Kurt didn't feel all that cheerful, in fact he was becoming downright depressed at his feeble attempt to turn the tables on his reputation. Blaine stood over his still sitting figure and gave him an encouraging smile, bringing some strength to his tired bones. “Well that was pathetic... you know it's bad when even music can't help.” Kurt moped.

Blaine for once wasn't about to let him boyfriend become the least bit blue, he lifted Kurt off his chair by the hands and snuck in a kiss quick. “Kurt, don't worry about it, it's water under the bridge. Seriously with how gossip spreads around campus, it will be old news and forgotten before you know it. Remember we're normally the boring couple?” Blaine commented.

Kurt cracked a smile, “True, at least by New Directions standards... right now the big issue is between Finn and Quinn honestly. Which is proof how important trust is any relationship. You're right though, hopefully the one upside to all this is Sam's ordeal is kept under wraps still.” Kurt admitted.

The pair made their way to Blaine's locker first, where he noticed Finn looking at them off in the distance. It was still hard to practice what you preached at times, but he simply let Kurt be his anchor as usual and his normal optimistic view on life felt recharged. “Though I do wish I'd been able to get a locker next to yours at the start of the second semester. Whenever we're not together it makes me wonder if people think we're growing apart....” Blaine half whined.

Kurt rolled his eyes, it was his turn to stop his boyfriend from getting all depressed it seemed, going full circle. “Blaine... cutie, we're already joined at the hip as it is! We exhausted our energy about the lockers enough at is it, we've just gotta accept. Don't worry though, come our senior years we'll be locker neighbours for sure. Who knows, you might get sick of seeing me so much.” Kurt teased.

“Handsome, that as far as I'm concerned could never happen.” Blaine scoffed.

Their chance to enjoy some playful banter was cut short when Sam suddenly rushed up to the pair. “Oh good, finally found you guys!” Sam wheezed.

“You should of sent one of us a text.” Blaine pointed out.

“That was my next plan.” Sam explained.

“What can we do for you?” Kurt asked, his tone friendly.

Sam nodded and got right on track with his explanation. “Right, I uh... need a favour. I was supposed to stay home tonight and watch my little brother and sister... but I got called in for work. I could honestly use the extra shift. But now I totally need a last minute baby sitter and I'd ask Quinn like usual... turns out she has a date with Finn. They're on the rocks enough so she's not an option. Which leaves you guys.” Sam finished.

“Of course we'll help out and babysit your siblings for you, Sam.” Kurt assured without hesitation.

“You sure? I bet you have plans or something... but I can pay you...” Sam began to mutter, but he didn't get much chance.

“Sam, stop... you don't need to pay us! We're friends and that's what friends do, help each other out. Without need of an instinctive.” Blaine interrupted.

“Blaine's right, and it's not like we have anything real exciting planned tonight anyway.” Kurt added.

“Oh thanks, love you too, Kurt.” Blaine teased.

“You know what I mean! Anyway when should we come over?” Kurt asked, changing the subject for Sam's sake.

“At five, I promise my brother and sister won't be any trouble.” Sam assured.

“I'm sure you're right and if not well then Blaine's high energy levels will be useful.” Kurt answered.

“Are you calling me a child? Maybe you can handle them on your own...” Blaine threatened, but his grin shot down that ruse.

“I'm kidding, even if it's sort of true.” Kurt commented.

“Maybe, but I've seen you get all excited when you win a clothing auction” Blaine countered.

Sam shuffled his feet as he became an audience for the couples usual habit of breaking into playful banter, a normal occurrence. Only he wasn't sure what to do during, since there wasn't much time before he'd have to give his work a definite answer. Finally the clueless lovebirds caught on and remembered they weren't two people off in their own little world.

Kurt smacked his head with his hand and flashed Sam an apologetic look. “Sorry Sam, we honestly cannot help it! We'll be there at five sharp.” Kurt rambled.

“Thanks guys, you're a life saver!” Sam called out as he hurried off and out of view.

Blaine closed his locker shut and reached out for Kurt's hand, who took it, them both relishing in the small show of affection, they were taking another little step. By some miracle the Bully-whips so far had made things a bit safer on campus and it was a pleasant discovery. The pair walked down the hall, swinging their joined hands as they went, in happy romantic bliss. “I guess we're babysitting tonight then. I admit I'm wondering if you'll be able to handle the job.” Blaine admitted.

Kurt stopped and gave Blaine a quizzical look, if it had been anyone else Kurt might of taken the statement as negativity. “And what does that mean?” Kurt asked, choosing to give his boyfriend a chance to explain his wording.

“Only that I get this vibe that you're not really use to being around kids and it... might be by choice?”

“It all depends on the kid, Blaine, and it is true I've never really been around children much. They can be cute, if and when they behave. I'm sure I'll be fine tonight.” Kurt assured him.

“So you're open to the idea of having kids yourself one day?” Blaine asked, not being able to stop himself.

Kurt stopped though, in mid step and turned to look at Blaine in surprise. He couldn't stop from blushing and gave Blaine a coy look. “Um, yes I suppose it does.” he admitted sheepishly.

Blaine joined Kurt in turning a little red in the face, they hadn't allowed themselves to bring up the subject of marriage, let alone kids yet. So the both silently made the choice to just graze past the subject and hopefully leave it for a day in the future. “I think it's going to be an interesting night for us, that's for sure.” Blaine stated as they continued towards the parking-lot. __________________________________________________________________________

Blaine had suggested they spend the time between heading off to their foray into babysitting, by going to the Lima Bean. Mainly because it was mutually agreed caffeine would be a welcome aid to keep them alert and energized. Kurt wasn't the only one to not spend too much time around children, but like his boyfriend, Blaine wasn't worried.

The second time Kurt found himself at the scene of the crime, or what everyone assumed had been such, he was joined by his trusting boyfriend. Kurt knocked on the door to the Evan's motel room and the door opened to reveal Sam.

“Hey, right on time again, thanks again for doing this guys.” Sam said as they pair walked inside the room.

“It's no trouble at all.” Kurt insisted.

As soon as Blaine and Kurt stepped fully inside the room, a pair of blonde haired children bolted right up to the couple. Who smiled back, noticing right away the familiarity to their older brother and that the boy was obviously the older of the two.

“Are these our sitters, Sammy?” the boy asked.

“Yep, these are my friends Kurt and Blaine.” Sam answered warmly. “This is my little brother Stevie and this little lady is Stacy.”

“Hi I'm Stacy!”

“Do you sing too?” Stevie asked.

Kurt smiled at them sweetly, so far so good. “Why hello there Stacy and Stevie, yes we're in glee club with your brother.” Kurt answered. Kurt at first had feared the fact that he had no idea how to talk to children would be an issue. Now that he was conversing with the age inclined, Kurt realized there was little need to speak anything but normally.

Blaine seemed to catch on just as quickly, with their brother being Sam he knew music was most likely something all present could relate to. “In fact... I thought maybe we could have a little concert later on. Actually, could I borrow your guitar for a bit tonight, Sam?” he asked.

“You can play the guitar? Since when?” Kurt asked with surprise.

Blaine shrugged, “I can't, not really, but Sam's shown me the chords so I can muddle along enough.” Blaine explained.

Sam let out a sigh, shaking his head. “Sorry, it's not gonna happen.” he admitted.

Blaine frowned, was Sam insinuating he couldn't be trusted with Sam's guitar or that in reality he did suck at playing. “Aww come on, I'll be careful... I know how much it means to you.” Blaine coaxed, figuring what the answer was Sam mean no offence.

Neither reason ended up being why, which Sam soon made clear to Blaine. “No, it's impossible because it's gone, I pawned it.” Sam explained.

Kurt's mouth hung open while Blaine's eyes widened, both taken a back with shock. But instantly they knew commenting on the fact would only make things worse. “Oh, well that's okay... we'll do it a capella style then. I'm no stranger to that.” Blaine replied.

“We've talked about us all going out and see a movie maybe.” Kurt added with a grin.

Stevie and Stacy sure seemed on board with the idea when they began to jump and cheer, Sam though was another matter.

“You don't need to do than... not when it will cost you money to...” Sam began to protest.

Blaine this time was the one to stop Sam from arguing about how much things costs, proving he was totally in sync with his boyfriend on the matter. “Sam, just stop okay, you're starting to sound like a broken record here.” he pointed out.

“Blaine's right, and there's no need to keep track. This isn't charity either, no matter what your situation was, I still would have suggested the movie. I mean it will help move the night along and be more fun.” Kurt added.

“See, no helping it.” Blaine confirmed.

“I've learned first-hand there is nothing wrong with letting your friends help you, Sam. You stuck up for me and got a black eye remember? So this is a chance to return the favour, though again, no tabs.” Kurt finished.

The gentle prodding worked and Sam relented at last, giving them a small smile, hiding how touched he felt deep down, even from such a small gesture. “Fine, enjoy the movie.” Sam told the pair, turning his attention to his siblings. “You two be good for Blaine and Kurt, okay.” he warned.

“We're always good!” Stevie replied with a cheeky grin.

Sam eventually made his exit after debriefing Kurt and Blaine a bit, and saying goodbye far too many times to count. Leaving the two high school boys alone with the two youngest members of the Evans family, with no adult in sight. Despite it being their first time baby-sitting neither Blaine or Kurt showed it, or rather they knew it wasn't a big deal.

Kurt brought out his phone and began to look up the movie listings. “Okay... so the question is... what movie should we see?” Kurt mumbled as he looked at the options, making sure to check each for the rating. Finally he found one that was animated with colourful animals. “Bingo! How about Rio?” he suggested.

“What's that about?” Stevie asked.

Kurt went onto bring up the film's details and tried his best to come up with a good but shorter summery that the kids would understand. “Well... it's about a rare parrot that... oh this is amusing for a kids movie, geez. Who... um meets the girl of his dreams and they seem to go through all sorts of wacky adventures. You know the type that happen in every kids movie apparently...” Kurt began to ramble.

“Sounds good to me.” Blaine exclaimed.

“Anyway, it's animated and there's music and I think it's a better choice than Scream 4.” Kurt said.

“I wanna see Scream 4!” Stacy yelled out.

Blaine rolled his eyes, “See what you started.” he teased.

Kurt smirked and knelt down in front of the little girl, his expression changing to a precious smile. “Um Stacy, sweetie... Blaine's too scared to see Scream... so do you think we could go see Rio instead, for his sake?” He asked.

Blaine rolled his eyes once more when Kurt peeked over at him but they were both grinning at each other in amusement. Proving they were just having fun with each other during their baby sitting job.

“Oh, okay! Can we get popcorn too?” Stacy asked.

Kurt felt his heart begin to melt from her sheer sweetness and before he knew it, Kurt swept her up in his arms, causing her to laugh. “Of course we can! Now let's all shove off and head out!” Kurt declared, causing more break out cheering, Blaine joining in.

Once Stacy and Stevie were safely buckled up in the back seat of Kurt's navigator, when Kurt was in the driver’s seat he noticed Blaine was looking at him. “What?” he asked as he started the ignition.

Blaine heart was already beating a little faster, what he had been doing during his loving gaze was imagining what it might be like if he and Kurt were parents one day, in the same scenario.

“Um... nothing.” he stuttered.

But Kurt knew his boyfriend better than that and per usual, they were of one mind. “So you weren't just picturing us having a family and how wonderful it could be?” he pressed.

Quickened heart-beats and Blaine swallowed down a catch in his throat, from welled up emotion. It wasn't the time or the place, what it was, was far too soon. “That's it exactly Kurt, just... it's way too early to talk about...” Blaine began to admit.

“Do you guys have girlfriends?” Stacy suddenly asked from behind.

Their conversation fell dead silent with the sudden question, which was quite innocent, the problem was neither young man knew how to answer. They knew Sam was fine with their sexual orientation, but if it was suitable to tell young children, they weren't completely sure.

“No, we don't.” Kurt answered, since it was the truth.

Blaine had already started finding the suitable reply by sending Sam a text message in hopes he was free to answer. There was little need though, since the solution came from the boy beside the questioner in the back seat.

“No Stacy, Sammy told me they're boyfriend and boyfriend, to each other.” Stevie suddenly told her.

“Like boyfriend and girlfriend but they're both boys?” Stacy asked.

Stevie nodded, “Yep.” he answered.

“Oh okay, that's nice.” Stacy replied, having her question be answered. “Do you kiss a lot?”

Blaine and Kurt began to blush, grinning away, oh the simpleness of a child, why couldn't everyone react like that. But at least now the couple knew there was nothing to worry over and they were relieved their relationship status wouldn't be an issue at all.

“Um, Stacy... you shouldn't ask couples questions like that...” Kurt sputtered.

“Yeah... it makes them all embarrassed.” Blaine added as he turned back to give the pair a weak smile.

“I don't wanna hear about kissing anyway! It's gross.” Stevie complained.

“Then why don't you two tell us what schools like during the drive.” Kurt suggested, figuring that was always a fail safe.

The ploy worked and soon Stevie began to ramble all about how much fun school was, where Stacy kept interrupting to add her own tales. Their stories and adorable antics were proving to be quite entertaining, but there were times little scrabbles had to be stopped. During a little lull Kurt finally asked something he had been curious about.

“What were you doing back then?” he whispered to Blaine.

“I was sending Sam a text, asking what we should do about us and what we should say. Actually he just replied. As we both know now, Sam told both Stacy and Sammy we're dating.” Blaine explained.

Kurt smiled warmly as he focused on driving them to the movie theatre. “If only everyone had the wisdom of a child.”
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Having survived their task of baby sitting, where the night went by rather well and no big crises happened to everyone's relief. Blaine was that more determined to set the record straight on Kurt and his relationship, without having to say exactly what happened. The trouble was there weren't many songs left to do, in fact a number of members ended up singing repeats. Blaine had talked to Kurt about his little dilemma and in the end, Kurt assured there was no need. That sometimes songs didn't need to be in real context to get a message out. Blaine gave in and in the end just chose a song he wanted to sing, even when the lyrics would probably be taken the wrong way. 'So be it.' Blaine thought to himself as he stepped up and faced his audience. There was no harm in trying to attempt to make things a bit more clear though. “I'm going to sing 'Second Hand News' and I feel the need to say... the song has no relevance to anything going on in my life. I merely picked it because I love the song and I wanted to sing it. So remember that before you go jumping to any of your own conclusions...” Blaine tried to explain. But it was proving be hard to hide his annoyance and people were noticing.

Kurt placed his hand over his head, bless Blaine for trying but it was a lost cause. Kurt quickly moved his hand to catch his boyfriend's attention and mouthed 'just sing.'. Blaine noticed the message and nodded with a sigh.

I know there's nothing to say
Someone has taken my place
When times go bad
When times go rough
Won't you lay me down in tall grass
And let me do my stuff

I know I got nothin' on you
I know there's nothing to do
When times go bad
And you can't get enough
Won't you lay me down in the tall grass
And let me do my stuff

One thing I think you should know
I ain't gonna miss you when you go
Been down so long
I've been tossed around enough
Couldn't you just
Let me go down and do my stuff

I know you're hopin' to find
Someone who's gonna give you piece of mind
When times go bad
When times go rough
Won't you lay me down in tall grass
And let me do my stuff

I'm just second hand news
I'm just second hand news

No matter what Blaine singing the song had brought on, by the end, it did the trick for the dapper young man and his spirits were partly renewed. Blaine knew what would bring about a full recovery, date night, spending time with the person he loved most in the world; Kurt Hummel.
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The star cross lovers got their chance to have a long talk about the past week, after having to live through a very awkward duet by none other than Quinn and Finn. Blaine and Kurt in turn both agreed it was time to put the drama behind them on focus on their upcoming one year anniversary. For once they felt the need for a change of scenery and break up their usual habits, which brought them to dine at the Olive Garden of all places. Since it seemed lately all they did was either go to the Lima Bean, Breadsticks or their bedrooms. Try as they might, even planning such a momentous day couldn't keep the rumours out of their minds. It was time for venting, the best remedy to angst either young man knew.

“Man that was torture to watch.” Kurt groaned.

Blaine nodded, finishing his last bite of dinner, placing his fork down on the table once done. “Yeah it was, though it showed how talented Finn and Quinn are. Despite how pissed off they are at each other, they pulled the number off.” Blaine admitted.

“Why can't couples just realize things are a lot simpler when you're honest with each other! It frustrates me so much, in fact, I’m getting desert!”

“Well, yes that's true but it doesn't make me any less fed up. In fact I'm getting dessert!” Kurt said as he began to snap his fingers to get the waitresses attention.

Blaine rolled his eyes at Kurt and decided it was time to change the subject. “Can we talk about our anniversary plans now?”

“After I've ordered my dessert.” Kurt answered.

Blaine complied and they took a short interlude to each devour a piece of cheesecake and it did the trick. By the last bite Kurt felt more relaxed by the delicious comfort food and he was very willing to discuss their anniversary like a true romantic.

Kurt leaned forward and a warm spread across his face, taking Blaine's hand in his from across the table. “We've already covered that we'll equally plan our anniversary, despite wanting to surprise each other. We should do this together but... I think it's time we admit there might not be much of a chance to be alone. At least not for the whole night, because our parents aren't clueless if we don't come home that night.” Kurt explained.

Blaine knew this of course, just as much as Kurt did. “Not to mention Nationals is right after, so we'll be kept pretty busy rehearsing.” Blaine added.

“Very true and I checked, the day falls on a weekday too.”

“While I still want us to celebrate on the actual day, maybe we shouldn't plan too much then...” Blaine began to suggest.

“I'm listening.” Kurt urged cutely.

“How about we wait until after Nationals, to do something really special?” Blaine offered. “I say we have a normal date on our anniversary... where if we are lucky enough to be alone and celebrate in the true sense... meaning getting naked, well that's great. But in case we don't because let's face it, it's very possible... it won't be that bad. Since right after Nationals we'll still have our big romantic night to look forward to.” Blaine finished.

Kurt face filled up with delight, oh yes, this could go quite well and his inner planner was already getting countless ideas. “It would also give us enough time to come up with really good alibis to where we'll be. I think that's our answer, cutie! In fact it's perfection! Because if by some miracle we end up losing at Nationals, there's still a high point to come.” Kurt agreed.

“Good, it's settled then, can you believe it's almost been a whole year?” Blaine muttered in amazement.

Kurt gave Blaine's hand a gentle squeeze, the equivalent of a hug or kiss, when they were so out in the open. “Sometimes I can hardly believe it, other times... I remember what's happened in that year and I know I'll never forget out time together.” Kurt admitted.

“I love you.” Blaine gushed.

“I love you too.” Kurt replied.

“May I make one final suggestion or have I made this too uneven already?”

“Depends on what the suggestion is.”

Blaine leaned forward, held up their entwined hands and kissed Kurt's hand so quickly no one was the wiser, aside from the precipitant of the show of affection. “Maybe we could rent a hotel room for the big romantic night?”

Kurt let out a throaty laugh, the romantic in him sure was on board, among other things, like his libido. “Oh that's happening for sure, mark my words.” Kurt purred.

“Glad I was brave enough to bring it up then.” Blaine teased.

“Me too.” Kurt agreed.
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But the week of Rumours, both the album and the gossip around campus were far from over, despite Blaine and Kurt wanting to be over by this point. No, Rachel Berry was up to bat and her rendition of 'Go Your Own Way' sure hit it right out of the park, smack dab into Quinn's jealous face. Kurt could hardly blame the blonde this time, Rachel's longing looks at Finn were uncalled for by his judgement. But music per usual was infectious and Kurt was soon joining his boyfriend's grooving along to the music. Still, how Rachel was missing Quinn's quint-essential bitch stare was anyone's guess.

“Their rivalry is getting old.” Kurt whispered to Blaine.

Blaine simply nodded and began to join along with Tina and Mercedes, who were singing the back up chorus notes. At the end of the song tensions were running high to the point of breaking and Quinn lashed out at Rachel, having reached her limit. The argument quickly started a chain of events, or subject matter and no surprise, it all went back to the rumours of the week. Leading to the topic of Sam's sexual partners and how they had boyfriends coming out in the open. This time, there was no chance to toss things aside. It was very hard for Kurt to remain silent and seated when his own name was mentioned. All he did was place a firm hand on Blaine's shoulder to keep him in place, he didn't want him or Blaine to be the one to spill the beans. There was little worry though, Sam ended up letting the cat out of the bag himself soon enough. Telling everyone in the choir room once and for all just what was going on. How he wasn't hooking up with anyone in a motel room, that it was because he and his family were living there.

Shocked faces spread through the UN-enlightened and soon guilt followed, but by this time Sam was done. He threw his hands up when his name was called to try to make amends, but it was too little too late. After asking one if everyone was happy, holding none of his bitter anger back, he simply stormed out of the room, leaving silence in his wake.

Kurt was a mix of conflicted emotions, he felt sympathy for Sam and anger for everyone who had doubted his intentions. Sure Sam wasn't a saint as far as cheating and relationships went, but this time he hadn't done anything. While Kurt hated it had happened, as a consequence he could finally settle a score with Finn and Rachel and not worry about exposing anything. There was the matter of the duo's stake out and how it had lead to Kurt's own fidelity being questioned. As soon as the room quieted down enough Kurt strolled right up to both perpetrators and began to glare. “Rachel, Finn! I'd like a word with the both of you.” He called out, before they could leave the choir room.

Blaine leaned over to Kurt, “Should I go?” he offered.

Kurt shook his head, reaching out to touch Blaine's arm in assurance. “No, this won't take long.” he insisted. When he noticed Finn and Rachel had been wise enough to stop, Kurt walked over to them and made sure to keep his temper in check. “Well I'm certainly hope you're proud of yourselves and what you did. I mean spying, really? Not to mention you both just assumed I was cheating on Blaine with Sam... did either of you think to come to me about it? To I dunno, set the record straight before telling other people? Clearly not, I'm actually willing at this point to put every infraction you pulled on me aside. Because right now, you have a bigger problem to deal with, apologizing to Sam.” Kurt scolded.

“You guys have no idea how bad things have been for him. Sam ended up pawning his guitar.” Blaine commented.

“No way...” Finn muttered in shock.

“I can't believe it.” Rachel gasped.

Kurt let out a long sigh, at least they were starting to realize their error of ways. “It's true and let that start you off. We all know how much his guitar means to him. I know it's not my place but you two should put all the drama you've been having aside. Just for a second, you can apologize to me and Blaine later and to Quinn... even if her forbidding a duet between you two for Nationals is a bit much. But she wasn't cheating on you either, but Quinn did cheat on Sam with you Finn... if you recall.” Kurt explained. Kurt paused to watch Rachel and Finn glance at each other and when it seemed they hadn't gotten the message Kurt stopped being at all courteous. “Honestly if you want me to push I can push... because I'm still pissed off at you two! Redeeming your actions can begin with going after Sam...” Kurt began to lecture.

Finn threw his arms up in retreat, thus stopping Kurt, who didn't want to go that far anyway. “Okay! We hear you, loud and clear, Kurt. We'll...” Finn muttered, pausing to look at Rachel.

“... we'll go talk to Sam right now and apologize.” Rachel finished.

“Good, because it's not like I have any right to lecture you... well some, considering what you thought of me. But I'm not enjoying myself.” Kurt grumbled, though in a way he was slightly. It sure felt good to give them a good talking to, after pending up for so long.

Blaine merely shook his head, he was keeping quiet during the whole face off, which suiting him fine. Kurt was totally capable of handling the situation. “It will be nice for this all to blow over now.” Blaine admitted.

“How did you find out about all this anyway?” Rachel asked.

“Sam ended up delivering pizzas to Dalton when we were there for the Warblers' benefit. He told us after that, we ended up giving him some clothing... like Sam just told you. That's why I was at the motel.” Kurt explained.

“Which I knew about.” Blaine added.

“I think it's both safe to say we're really sorry about... everything.” Rachel told the pair.

With the explanation and apologies pertaining Blaine and Kurt finished, Kurt turned to head off when Finn reached out to grab his step-brother's arm, holding him in place.

“Wait, Kurt, can you and Blaine help us out for a sec?” Finn asked.

Blaine hurried back to Kurt when he finally noticed his boyfriend hadn't followed him out of the room. “What now?”

“Finn just asked us to help, but he hadn't gotten to with what... or why.” Kurt answered.

“Help out gathering everyone up in glee club.” Finn explained.

Kurt eyed him curiously, “Why?”

“Because I have an idea, a way to start making things right.” Finn answered.
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For all their selfish acts and mistakes made along the way, Kurt had to admit Rachel and Finn tended to make up for them the end. Sometimes even to go so far as having every sour situation turn out right in somehow. Fortunately, this time was one of those rare moments and it came to a close in the usual way; a musical number. A group performance this time, as the members of the New Directions, their bonds being repaired and renewed once more, joined together in musical harmony. Where two special guests in the form of Stevie and Stacy, Sam's brother and sister where included. As the group sang 'Don't Stop Thinking About Tomorrow', like they were one big happy family, which in a way they were, and the pair once know as Finchel had redeemed themselves.

Blaine with his impressive dance moves, made his way over to Stacy and began to twirl her around as she squealed with delight. He glanced over at Kurt who was dancing a short distance away and noticed the slight twinkle in his eye. Yes it was true it was too soon to talk about kids, or marriage either. They were both very young and their future together was still unknown. But after the last week had unfolded, despite all the drama, per usual, having Kurt in his life brought that quint-essential silver lining. Heck he and Kurt were still kids pretty much themselves, but the mental image still popped into his head. Blaine figured there was no harm in day-dreaming about the future now and then anyway.

At the end of the song the whole group came together in a very large group hug, where many risked being crushed under the weight. Eventually enough was said and Sam was back to his usual friendly self and like any fight or dilemma the New Directions faced, spite was put aside. Most likely leaving room for the next battle, but that was for another day.

Rachel, when the group began to break up and dissipate, crept up to Blaine and Kurt when they were busy chattering away. Lightly tapping each of their shoulders, Rachel gave them little warning as she rushed forward and hugged them both. “Will you two ever forgive me for doubting the power of your love?” she asked sweetly.

Kurt let out a throaty laugh. “Oh lord yes! I'm done with angst right now! I swear!” Kurt moaned.

Blaine nodded in mutual agreement. “And that's nothing but the true.” he added with a wink.

The couple then began almost a mirror image as they crossed a finger over their hearts, grinning away. “New Directions honour.” Blaine and Kurt declared in unison.