Kurt Hummel was no diva but as he stormed into his empty house, he sure was acting like one at the moment. But there was good cause for his dramatic entrance and barely controlled rage; father issues. Or rather father and Finn issues and Kurt wasn’t sure which he was feeling more over the whole thing; anger or hurt. It seemed he was getting payback for setting Burt and Carole up when he did it for his own benefit, no matter how much he regretted it. He had tried to change things around and be happy that his dad had found someone. But it had proved to be far too challenging for his teenage heart to take. His dad was currently off at a sports game with Finn, which wasn’t the main problem because Kurt had no interest in sports. The problem was that ever since Burt had gotten to know Finn better, it was clear to see how much easier it was for him to spend time with a boy that was straight and that he shared more interests with. Kurt had tried his best to accept it and push past all the hurt it was causing, but to no avail. No matter how close he and his dad were, they had never hung out like he was starting to with Finn now. It had never been that easy to have a simple conversation without one of them getting bored or confused. Kurt was well used to disappointment and heartache, but this was on a whole new level. There was nothing that was more important to him, more sacred than his father and the bond they shared. He had come to accept things when Rachel had stolen away his first crush. But there was no way he’d ever be able to cope if Finn ended up stealing away his father. Even Rachel loosing her voice in glee club didn’t change his mood and for once he didn’t think Blaine could either. No matter how upset he was over it, Kurt couldn’t bring himself to call Blaine and talk. Kurt knew Blaine would be as understanding as usual but this was too personal to share with him. The fact that Kurt was in love with him didn’t change his mind either. Kurt was so upset that he decided to skip Cheerios practice that night, even if it meant he’d have to face Coach Sylvester’s wrath tomorrow. He knew he was being petty, but there were some things you couldn’t be mature over, no matter how hard you tried.
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Blaine wasn’t sure if he was just over thinking things again, but he swore that Kurt was avoiding him. Which was crazy because there was no cause for him to do so, not that Blaine could think of. So whatever was causing Kurt to be so silent over the last couple of days, Blaine knew it had nothing to do with him. But that didn’t put his mind at ease or make him miss Kurt’s company any less. But he didn’t bother to give Kurt a call and ask him about it. Because it might not be anything to worry about, considering Kurt was pretty busy with Cheerios practice lately. But he usually still managed to call or send him a few texts throughout the day. Lately Blaine was lucky to hear his voice at all and that was a red flag in his mind. He had even considered calling Mercedes to see if she knew what was up with Kurt. But he wasn’t sure if she’d know anything even if Kurt had a problem and once again, it might just be him over thinking things. So when he heard his phone ring his face lit up with relief when he saw it was from Kurt. “Hey Kurt! It’s nice to hear your voice again!” Blaine told him as he tried not to sound too excited.

Kurt wanted to wait till Blaine saw him in person to discover his knew persona, so he tried his best to keep himself from sounding too odd over the phone. “Yeah my bad sorry, been really busy with stuff. Anyway I got some big news to share, up for kicking down to my place?” he asked.

Blaine made a face of confusion after Kurt stopped talking, he sounded weird, almost off key. But he shrugged it off. “Of course! I’ll head over there now.” Blaine replied and he got off his bed once the call was finished. “I knew I was worrying over nothing.” he muttered to himself as he headed out to his car.

But nothing could prepare Blaine for what he came face to face with when Kurt greeted him at the door when he arrived. It suddenly became apparent that there was plenty for Blaine to worry about. At first glance it all started with Kurt’s outfit, as fashion was an outlet for him. Blaine couldn’t do anything but stand there with his mouth open as he stared at Kurt and his state of dress. He was wearing a navy puffy vest, grey long sleeve shirt, green baggy pants and a baseball cap. No matter how trendy Kurt liked to be, Blaine knew this was about something different. The big clue was his whole mannerism, which was so different to Kurt’s normal body language, it was so off base. So stiff and stand off-ish, like he was trying to be someone he wasn’t. That would also explain his clothes, but Blaine didn’t even know where to begin when it came to trying to figure out why. Blaine realized he had stayed quiet and stunned for far too long so he closed his mouth as he tried to recover from the shock. Whatever Kurt was going through he wanted to help and understand his friend. “Uh hi there Kurt…” He began as he stepped inside.

Kurt had of course noticed Blaine’ s reaction but he had been expecting it, he wasn’t a fool. But Kurt had also noticed that Blaine didn’t make any rude comments, his looks were of confusion not judgement. “Howdy, glad you could make it.” Kurt muttered sounding awkward. This was proving to be far harder than he had bet on. It had been far easier to pull off his new tougher image at school among his friends and classmates. He had taken their looks of shock and awe in stride and it just made him want to show them he could be just as butch as the next straight guy. But when he was standing in front of Blaine, it was far harder to uphold. Because the side effect of his new image was that he no longer matched perfectly with Blaine and that was scary. Kurt shook it off because he reminded himself this was all for the sake of his dad and that meant more to him than his friendship with Blaine, but not by much.

“Okay...” Blaine said awkwardly. “Whatever you say Kurt.” he added as he eyed him.

Kurt stuffed his hands in his pockets and did a very weird looking strut down the hallway. All Blaine could manage to do in response was silently follow him. As they made their ways down the stairs Kurt found it hard to ignore how Blaine wasn’t recovering like he had guessed. He had expected him to be surprised of course, but not this much. Even his dad or his friends’ reaction hadn’t effected him this badly. But the way Blaine was looking at him now, it was like he had two heads or something! Nevertheless Kurt fought to keep things cool and casual, like nothing was different. “I totally nailed my glee assignment. Got a great results from it too.” Kurt began.

Suddenly Kurt’s out of character act became clear to him and he hit his head over how he had been worrying about nothing. “Ohh! I get it now! Of course that’s what’s going on! It’s an assignment! Uh let me try to guess what is it. You had to use your inner actor and go totally off the wall? Like what you did for with opposites before, right? Because I gotta say you hit it dead on.” Blaine said as he grinned, he was glad it all made sense now.

At that comment Kurt froze in mid step down the stairs and narrowed his eyes as he turned to glare at Blaine in anger. “And what’s that suppose to mean?” he demanded.

Blaine was once again caught totally off guard by Kurt’s reaction and horror spread across his face. He had a feeling he had been very wrong with his assumption and he was about to pay for it, big time. “Oh god I’m wrong aren’t I! Sorry! It’s just... I saw how different you look and how weird you’re acting and I just assumed that...” Blaine blurted out as he began to ramble.

That was the last straw for Kurt, he let go of the last hold he had been keeping on his temper. “What? That I’m not butch enough to pull this look off? That I’m too gay? Wow Blaine... of all the horrible things people have said to me, this is the worst. I knew people would have things to say about this...” Kurt muttered as he gestured to his outfit. “But I never would have imagined you’d be the one to say them! I thought you were better than that!” Kurt seethed, his anger coming to full boil.

At first all Blaine could do was look at him with hurt while he listened to Kurt’s accusations. But when he was finished he found himself getting just as angry as him. “Would you just tell me what’s going on here, Kurt? You know, before you get all judgemental on me! Because I have no idea! Don’t you accuse me of something I have no idea what I’m even reacting to!” Blaine shouted back, though he regretted it instantly.

Kurt threw his arms up in the air, it was all too much to deal with after the crappy week he’d had. “Oh, nothing! Just the fact that I’ve had to face that my dad would rather have a straight son like Finn! Since he seems far more at ease being around him. So much that they keep going to games and hanging out and I’m left to my gay self, alone.” Kurt began to yell.

“Who’s fault is that? You could have just called me! Stop pushing everyone away when life gets tough.” Blaine replied.

“Don’t try to make this my fault, Blaine, because I’m not in the mood. I decided I’d show the world that I’m not a gay stereotype. That there’s far more to me than fashion, girl songs and everything else people just assume I am. Let them know they’re wrong and that they brought this on. Everyone but you Blaine, because I thought you’d be the one person who would understand. But that turned out to be a false assumption.” Kurt vented as he threw his hat on the floor in anger.

“You’re deflecting Kurt, how come this is the first time I’m hearing about this? Why couldn’t you tell me about you and your dad?” Blaine asked Kurt as he walked closer to him.

As Kurt looked at the concern in Blaine’s face he almost gave in, but he fought back his tears and turned away from Blaine. He couldn’t face him anymore, or else he might realize it was all his fault. But he refused to let that be the case, because Kurt never asked for any of this to happen to him. “Because you wouldn’t understand.” he mumbled softly.

“What?” Blaine asked.

“I said you wouldn’t understand.” As Kurt raised his voice and his anger returned to him.

“Are you serious? Because let me tell you that’s not the case. I know how it feels to think your dad doesn’t get you. That he doesn’t accept who you are, that being gay means you’re not worth his time. I know how it can eat away at you, but this isn’t the way to deal with it Kurt. This isn’t you, you’re not this cold!” Blaine said in shock.

Kurt faltered for a moment at that comment, because he never wanted to hurt Blaine. But he had come too far to give it all up. “Well I’m sorry that’s what you think Blaine. I’m just sick of everyone telling me who I can and can’t be. Sick of seeing someone better come along and take everything I care about. I understand you have your own issues, but this isn’t about you. This is about me and how I refuse to let people keep me down, tell me who I should be. Which I managed to do at school today when I rocked my glee assignment. Instead of singing show choir, I sang Mellencamp and it rocked it. So much that I impressed Brittany and she’s made me an offer I couldn’t refuse.”

Blaine’s eyes narrowed as he gaped at Kurt, that couldn’t mean what he was thinking. “What kind of offer?” he asked to find out.

“The kind every young man dreams of. She’s actually coming over later for a hot make out session.” Kurt said with a smirk.

Blaine was blind struck by Kurt’s frank answer and he barely knew how to react, but his instinct was to get angry. “What? So you’re suddenly straight now? What happened to the Kurt Hummel I knew? The one I was proud to be friends with? He would never let someone else change who he was! This isn’t you Kurt... why are you doing this to yourself? You don’t need to!” Blaine shouted as he grabbed hold of Kurt’s shoulder. As if he stared into his blue eyes long enough he’d see he was being crazy.

Instead all it did was make Kurt reach his breaking point and he lost all patience to listen to Blaine any longer. He stared at him blankly, never breaking eye contact. “Maybe I’m not who you thought I was Blaine. Maybe you’re not who I thought you were.” Kurt simply replied.

Blaine let go of Kurt and his arms dropped to the side in defeat. It was clear that there was no way he could reach him at the moment. Blaine was far too angry himself to try to make him see the error of his ways. While he didn’t want to leave things like this, but he wasn’t in the mood to stay. “Maybe... maybe I should just go then.” he muttered.

“Yeah, maybe you should.” Was all that Kurt could say in reply.

Blaine knew it was best just to leave without saying anything else that he might regret later. So he walked over, took his coat and stormed up the stairs in angry silence. He knew he was being childish, but Blaine wasn’t the only one. Whenever he thought about turning back to try to make amends with Kurt, he kept picturing him making out with a girl and he continued forward and out of the house.

During Blaine’s hasty retreat, Kurt could only watch him go from where he was standing. He was too angry to think straight or he might have realized he had made a big mistake in chasing Blaine away. Instead all he could manage to do was stand still, as tears streamed down his cheeks from the emotional upheaval.
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Try as he might, Kurt couldn’t keep Blaine out of his mind even when Brittany came over and they got to business on the couch. He had expected to be nervous over the idea of having his first kiss, but he wasn’t. He knew deep down that that was because the kiss was with a girl and even when he was trying to prove everyone wrong. Kurt couldn’t deny that in his mind it meant it didn’t count, not really. Admitting that didn’t mean he wasn’t going give it a go anyway and as he lay there on the couch, kissing Brittany, he wasn’t sure what the result was. Brittany had full control and Kurt just tried to clumsily kiss her back with hips lips and not be a horrible kisser. But Blaine popped back into his head as he closed his eyes for a moment and he began to imagine it was Blaine’s lips on his own. That got him more into it but that was cheating, really, but Brittany didn’t seem to mind. Only when she began to lower her hand on his hip, Kurt, almost on instinct put it back to a higher and safer spot. Kurt kissed Brittany again and tried to forget about Blaine, but to no avail. ‘Ugh get out of my head Blaine!’ Kurt thought to himself in frustration. It was a break in character but he figured Brittany wouldn’t notice so he allowed himself to ask her something he had been wondering for most of his teenage life so far.

“What do boys lips taste like?” Kurt asked her softly.

As Kurt listened to Brittany began to ramble as she gave him her answer he fought the urge to roll his eyes. He refused to believe that all guys lips’ tasted like burgers or armpits, not any that Kurt would ever want to kiss, like Blaine’s. Kurt sighed, it always came back to Blaine, how would his lips taste like? How would they feel like and would Kurt ever know the answer to these questions? Doubt filled his mind, maybe it was just as well that they had gotten into a fight. Kurt had said some hurtful things he regretted but there was no denying that Blaine had said just as harsh words to him. Words that made him realize he had been dreaming if he thought that they could have a real future together. That maybe it wasn’t worth the hurt, the sheer doubt to even try. Kurt loved Blaine, or he thought he did, and those new feelings hadn’t simply disappeared. But they were risking to become buried under the problems he was trying to deal with like his father, Finn and finding himself. Kurt wasn’t sure if he wanted to try to dig them back up to the surface. But what ever else his mind wanted to think about came to an abrupt halt when his dad walked in on him and Brittany. After his plan to shock his dad into showing him he could be like any straight teenager had gone sour, things with him and Brittany died down and Kurt didn’t have it in him to try again and had a feeling he never would. But there was one thing Kurt Hummel was, beyond his sexuality he was stubborn. So he wasn’t ready to throw in the towel, not yet.
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Blaine, on the other hand, had to face the next day feeling absolutely miserable and the worse thing was he didn’t know how to fix it. He was a mix of emotions that were all conflicting with each other and it was not a good combo. His young mind couldn’t take it all, he was still angry and hurt about the fight, about the things Kurt had accused him of. He also felt guilty about the things he had said to Kurt. But more than anything he missed him, Kurt Hummel, he missed being his friend and talking to him about their day. The final and most confusing emotion to top it all was jealousy, which Blaine really didn’t know how to deal with. Blaine had tried over and over to tell himself he wasn’t jealous about Kurt and Brittany. He had never even met her after all and Kurt had barely mentioned her before. Yet he kept picturing them in his mind over and over since the night prior and it was driving him crazy. Kurt and Brittany kissing on his white couch, holding hands down the hallways at school laughing together, going out on romantic dates and... no, Blaine refused to let his mind go that far. Did this mean Blaine had feelings for Kurt? He had always known there was an underlining attraction for Kurt, which had never left even when he convinced himself that he was just a friend. At the time he had managed to get in that mind set, because he didn’t want anything to get complicated or awkward and ruin their friendship. Now, as they had experienced their first fight and Blaine was discovering how much he missed Kurt’s presence in his life, Blaine wasn’t sure he could stick to that plan anymore: that maybe, just maybe, what he felt for Kurt was beyond platonic friendship: that he hadn’t recognized the tell tale signs of falling in love because he had never been in love. It was all so new and confusing. But before Blaine could answer any of these questions, they needed to make up. Yet so far, Blaine’s mind was blank, because trying to deal with all these emotions and thoughts whirling around in his head had taken all of his brain power.

Which was why Blaine didn’t even notice he was now being watched intently by his friends, who had seen him staring off into nothingness with a sad look on his face as he moped from his spot sitting at one of the tables at Dalton.

“Okay, the world’ s turned upside down, because Blaine Anderson is actually sad.” Trent teased as he snapped Blaine out of his thoughts.

Blaine could only give them a weak smile and he sighed, it was just too hard to try to seem happy. So he didn’t even try to hide his despair from his friends. Even when he knew they’d guess the cause of his mood pretty quick.

“Why so glum, Blaine? Did you and Kurt have a fight?” Jeff asked him with genuine concern in his voice.

Blaine looked up to see that Trent, Jeff and Wes were sitting around the table and he could only nod with a sigh. “How’d you guess?” He joked but he didn’t have the heart for it. “Yeah... yeah we did, a really big one. I’m sorry I’m such a mess right now... I just don’t know what to do.” he admitted as he planted his forehead on the table with a thud.

“Injuring yourself won’t help for one thing.” Wes pointed out.

“I’m not in the mood to joke.” Blaine warned.

“Cut the drama Blaine and you might realize the answer’ s pretty simple; go talk to him.” Wes urged.

“What if he won’t listen?” Blaine asked, his voice muffled from the table.

“Don’t give him the option, make him listen.” Trent suggested.

“Nice advice when we have no idea what the fight was even about.” Jeff pointed out.

Blaine rolled his eyes, he had half a mind to just get up and leave the room. But his friends were trying and what they were telling him wasn’t bad advice. “The thought did cross my mind you know. I tried... but Kurt’s been ignoring my texts and he won’t answer my phone calls...” Blaine explained with a sigh.

“Blaine get up, you look really stupid with your face like that.” Jeff said as he pulled Blaine’s head up off the table.

Blaine glared at Jeff but didn’t fight it and he crossed his arms over the surface and rested his chin on them lightly.

“Why don’t you go to his school to talk to him? Corner him in a broom closet if that is what takes for him to listen to you.” Trent told Blaine.

Blaine’s eyes widened at the idea and he felt like an idiot that he hadn’t thought about it himself. He straightened up in his seat and felt his usual energy return to him. His friends were right, nothing would happen if all Blaine did was mope and give up. Kurt was worth far too much to Blaine to let him walk out of his life. Even if Kurt wasn’t the person he had thought he was, he was still an amazing young man, full of sass and compassion. Blaine still had no idea what Kurt meant to him, if his feelings had grown to love. But he put those thoughts aside because all he needed to know right now was if they could recover from their fight and be friends again, no, best friends. As he came to realize this, a large smile spread across his face and his friends grinned at him. “Oh god what am I doing! Thanks guys! That’s just what I’m going to do. Cover for me here okay?” Blaine said as he shot up out of his chair and began to run off with out another word.

The Warblers remaining at the table watched him dart off and go out of sight and they broke out chuckling amongst each other.

“God he’s so in love.” Trent said as he shook his head.

“How long do you think it will take for him to realize?” Jeff asked.

“Not long I hope, for Kurt’s sake.” Wes muttered.
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Blaine arrived at his car in a flash and he froze as he fumbled to get his keys out and open the door. He realized he’d stand out a lot if he went to McKinley in his uniform. Not that he’d normally care, but he didn’t want to get stopped for any reason. So he opened his trunk and grabbed the blue Dalton hoodie crumbled there and took off his blazer and tie. He tossed them into the trunk and pulled it over his head. Sure it was still his school’ s sweatshirt, but he doubted that anyone would notice the fact. Blaine piled into the driver’ s seat and forced himself to calm down as he started the ignition. It wouldn’t do him any good to get all worked up while he was driving. But once he arrived at McKinley, thanks to the GPS in his smart phone (Blaine thanked god for the wonders of technology), he lost all of his composure as he ran into the school in an almost panicked way. Blaine quickly realized that he hadn’t thought things through because he had never been to McKinley before, so he had no idea where Kurt’s locker was, where the choir room was, or have any clue of where Kurt would be. It was ironic but annoying that normally Kurt would have stood out far more. But if he was still acting straight, his clothing would be far less noticeable and he sighed. All he could do was scan the sea of students and he was just about to text Mercedes’s for help when he saw a tall figure off in the distance. Blaine fought to see over the crowd and he realized that the adult was Kurt’s father, Burt Hummel. That meant Kurt was probably close so he pushed his way forward, just in time to see Kurt storm off far in the distance and Blaine swore he was singing. But Kurt had too far of a head start on Blaine and he suddenly disappeared and Blaine had no idea in what direction! ‘Think Blaine, think, I swear he was singing just now!’ Blaine thought. If that was the case Blaine had a good idea where he was heading; the auditorium. Kurt had told him all about it, but of course Blaine had no idea where it was in the school! Blaine brought out his phone and his thumbs flew across the screen as he sent Mercedes a text.

Mercedes help! I’m lost in McKinley! Save me!

Blaine made his way to the side of the hallway he was in and looked around for a location he could tell Mercedes, if and when she replied. His phone buzzed offering his salvation a few moments later.

What in the world are you on Blaine? Where the heck are you?

I’m by... oh that’s the chem lab! Yeah it is! Just come here and I’ll explain!

Blaine began to bounce up and down anxiously as he waited for Mercedes to show, like he was a bomb ready to explode at a moments notice. When Mercedes came into view Blaine he charged towards her in a flash and barely avoided crashing into her. “Mercedes! Mercedes! Oh god... I’m gonna throw up!” Blaine blurted out as he fought to get his breathing under control.

“What in the devil are you doing here? Is everything alright? Because you’re scaring me with your crazy.” Mercedes asked, her face had been full of surprise but it now changed to concern.

Blaine shook his head, only to nod it afterwards. “Yes! No! Oh god sorry... I ran all the way from the parking-lot! Where’s the auditorium? Kurt and I had a big fight and I came here to apologize! Only I dunno where I’m going and I just saw Kurt and he was singing...” Blaine began to ramble off at full speed.

“Whoa whoa! Calm down Blaine! Just breath, breath or you’ll keel over. I’ll show you where to go! Come on, this way.” Mercedes said as she took hold of Blaine’s hand and lead him down the hallway in a half run. “I’m glad you’re here, Kurt’s been acting so weird lately! First his clothes, Then his attitude and now he’s actually dating Brittany, it’s crazy. He won’t listen to any of us in glee club either. If anyone can get through to him it’s you.” Mercedes muttered as she continued down the hall with Blaine in tow. They finally reached a large door only for Mercedes to stop mid step and suddenly changed their trajectory. “On second thought, if Kurt’s singing you do not want to interrupt him. Let’s just hope he’s come to his senses and is venting his anger. There’s this little balcony you can go to, so you can see when he’s done and when it’s safe to swoop in and ambush him.” Mercedes explained. When she brought him to the said balcony’s entrance she let go of Blaine’s hand and grinned at him. “Good luck Warbler boy, go get him.” She said with a wink and she began to walk off down the hall.

“That’s not why I’m here!” Blaine called after her.

“Uh huh.” Mercedes said back.

Blaine had a bigger fish to fry so he let her go off with her assumptions, because once again Blaine wasn’t ready to go there just yet. First things first, so Blaine slowly pushed the door to the balcony open and crept inside, hoping his entrance would go unnoticed, or that Kurt was even there. Luck for once was on his side because Blaine heard him before he saw that Kurt Hummel was indeed there. Blaine inched towards the edge and looked down over the railway to see Kurt singing on the stage. Right away Blaine noticed Kurt was no longer in his butch hillbilly look and Blaine let out a sigh of relief. That was a good sign that Kurt would be willing to listen to reason, or Blaine hoped it was. As Blaine studied him further he instantly realized the song he was singing was ’Rose’s Turn’ from Gypsy. Even from his view point Blaine noticed right away that Kurt was singing his heart out and if there had been an audience watching he would have brought the house down. Blaine was left dumb struck and in total awe at how amazingly talented Kurt was. He had heard Kurt sing before, but not like this, not at this level. All his anger and raw emotion could be felt through the music and Blaine had to remind himself to remain calm. Kurt was breathtaking and Blaine couldn’t tear his eyes from Kurt’s purple clad figure, He leaned forward on the bars as he tried to get a closer look at the boy down bellow him. And then it hit him, totally unexpected and it rendered him speechless, like a bolt of lighting. The pull he had felt when he had first seen Kurt singing at the mall, the same feeling he had felt when he had met Kurt at the Lima Bean and he had spoke to him for the first time. It had been there from the beginning and had never gone away. As much as he had told himself it wasn’t possible, that things didn’t happen like that in real life, Blaine had only been denying the truth all along, only now he wasn’t afraid anymore. It was suddenly so clear, everything he had been struggling to come to terms with. It was so simple yet so complex at the same time and Blaine was finally willing to admit what his heart had known from day one. He was hopelessly and completely in love with Kurt Hummel, love at first sight did exist, only he had been too blind to see it. But as Kurt finished the last line of his song and crouched down at the floor, Blaine looked at him with adoration and love and he knew it was the truth and he could accept it at last. Blaine had pulled himself away from the edge of the balcony to head down to go to Kurt. When he suddenly heard applause and he froze as he heard Burt’s voice fill the room.

“That was some serious singing there, kid.” Blaine heard Burt say to Kurt.

As much as Blaine wanted to resolve things with Kurt, he knew that it was far more important for things between Kurt and his father to be dealt with first. So Blaine knew he should leave the two of them alone and he stepped silently towards the door. The last thing he wanted was for either of them to discover he had been listening to their private exchange. Once he was back out in the hallway he sent a quick thank you text to Mercedes and headed back to his car. He still planned to apologize to Kurt, but he could wait, Kurt needed closure with his father far more after all. Blaine knew how important Burt was to him. So he’d bide his time and wait until later in the evening to give him a call and hopefully he and Kurt would be next to resolve everything between them and for the better. Because now that he knew exactly how he felt about Kurt, he wasn’t about to let him go.
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After Kurt had a much needed heart to heart with his father in the auditorium, they had headed back home to continue talking. Kurt was finally able to admit he had handled things with Finn and his dad all the wrong way. That trying to change yourself to be something you weren’t was never the answer. After Kurt and Burt had worked out everything between them, Kurt moved on to the other big issues he had; his fight with Blaine.

“I’ve been such a fool, dad.” Kurt said with a sigh as he came to sit on the couch next to Burt in the living room.

“Everyone does foolish things now and then, Kurt.” Burt pointed out.

“Yeah, well I don’t feel very foolish over how I treated Blaine, I feel terrible. I was horrible to him. He came over last night to hang out and of course he was surprised from the state I was in. God just thinking about it now... I took his surprise in the worst possible way, I got angry and I hurt him... not physically no, just verbally, but that’s almost worse. I said things I regret so much and I don’t know how Blaine could ever forgive me. I’m too afraid to talk to him and find out that he won’t, dad.” Kurt said softly as he pulled his knees up and wrapped his arms around his legs.

Burt leaned forward in his chair and touched Kurt’s shoulder gently. “You’re never gonna know if you don’t try Kurt. I don’t know Blaine all that well yet mind you, but from what I’ve seen I think he’d be willing to listen.” Burt commented.

Kurt laughed weakly and took a tissue from his pants pocket and blew his nose, “I wouldn’t even know what to say...” he admitted.

“Start with saying you’re sorry and then why and I think the rest will come along after that.” Burt replied. “All I know is that you’re no quitter, Kurt.”

Kurt closed his eyes for a moment as he took those words to heart; when he opened them again his face was full of determination. He looked over at his father lovingly and nodded. “You’ re right, as always... thanks, dad. I’m going to call him right now and find out one way or another.” he muttered as he stood up and brought out his phone. Once he was down in his bedroom he brought up Blaine’s number and pressed the call button, hoping he would answer. When the phone only rang for barely a second Kurt had a feeling he’d made the right decision to call him. “Hi.” Kurt said softly.

“Hi.” Blaine answered back.

At first Kurt wasn’t sure what to say next, but the answer came to him and he smiled. “I’ve missed you, Blaine.”

“...I’ve missed you too, Kurt.” Blaine said in return.

Kurt began to stumble over his words as he tried to hold himself together, but it was no use. “I’m so sorry Blaine... I... I...” he stuttered as his emotions choked him. Kurt was loosing the battle to keep back his tears once again.

“Kurt it’s alright, I’m sorry too. I’m just so glad to hear your voice. We’re okay... we’re good. Let’s save our big long talk for when we can do it in person, okay? Until then, let’s just agree we’re both sorry and we’re fine.” Blaine suggested.

“We’re more than fine Blaine, we’re wonderful.” Kurt said through a light sob, he didn’t even care if saying that revealed his feelings at all. It was the right word to choose, because Kurt did feel wonderful but not completely. To feel truly wonderful he needed to see Blaine’s face. “Can that... can that moment be right now?” Kurt asked, the vulnerability in his voice being easy to notice.

“Oh lord yes, can you come over here? Or are you up for driving?” Blaine suggested. “Because I can always if...” he began muttered.

“No, I’m fine. I’ll be right over.” Kurt said.

“I’ll be waiting.” Blaine simply replied.
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The drive over to Blaine’s house couldn’t have gone fast enough for him or Blaine, who proved it when he opened the door before Kurt could knock. They stared at each other for a moment until they rushed forward at the same time and fell into each other’s arms. Neither of them cared that this was the first time they had held each other so tightly, nor that it probably wasn’t what friends did. Blaine rested his head on Kurt’s shoulder and he clung to him tightly, like he would never let go of Kurt. But eventually they both relented and pulled back from one another, to see they were both crying.

“God, we’re a mess.” Blaine said with a bashful laugh as he stepped back so Kurt could walk inside.

Once Blaine closed the door behind him Kurt turned to look at Blaine and he couldn’t stop smiling at him. Any worry or dread about how they’d get past everything had left him the instant he had held Blaine in his arms. But that didn’t mean that Kurt had any idea what to say to Blaine. So he only laughed awkwardly as he wiped his wet eyes with his sleeve. “I know right...? ” he agreed.

Blaine opened his mouth to say something but no noise came out and he sighed in defeat. He figured the first thing to do was to head off to his bedroom, since he didn’t want his parents to overhear them. He held out his hand for Kurt, again not caring what it could mean for them. “Come on.” he said softly.

Kurt couldn’t help but hesitate slightly when Blaine offered his hand, but he recovered quickly and slipped his into Blaine’s. Blaine lead him down the hallway and into his bedroom and once they were truly alone they looked at each other shyly.

“So... where to begin…” Blaine muttered as he stood there with his hands in his pant pockets.

“Well when I was talking to my dad earlier, about how I should face you... this... he said we should just speak our minds. Like what we’re feeling and everything.” Kurt explained.

“Well I for one feel horrible... about what I said to you. I should have been there for you, Kurt, like a real friend would have. Instead I was stupid, impulsive and...” Blaine began to ramble, but he couldn’t say the word he wanted to yet. ‘... and jealous.’ he thought to himself.

Kurt let out a small laugh as he began to shake his head. “No Blaine... I’m the one who should feel horrible and I do! I mean how could you be supportive when I just attacked you... I was so blind and stubborn. I knew the way I reacted was wrong and that I hurt you... I just couldn’t stop and admit it. I was...” Kurt struggled.

Blaine reached out and touched Kurt lightly. “You were upset Kurt, it’s allowed. After what you went through, considering how much your dad means to you. Look, we could spend all night and the next day apologizing and arguing over whose faults it really is. So can we just call it a draw and forget about it?” Blaine asked.

“Oh god yes let’s do that!” Kurt muttered as he flopped down on Blaine’s bed with a thud. “But then if it’s alright I’d like to do what I should have done yesterday: tell you what’s been going on with my dad and why I was so upset. I mean, I know you must still be curious, considering what state you saw me in yesterday.” Kurt said.

Blaine came to sit down beside Kurt but made sure to keep a proper space between them still. “That sounds good to me.” he agreed. He watched Kurt’s face as he struggled to think of the right way to start things but he quickly got it all sorted out. Blaine just sat beside him silently as Kurt talked and told him what he’d been dealing with lately. How Finn and his father had bonded so easily that it made Kurt feel like less of a man and it had hurt. As accepting his dad had been since Kurt had come out, there still were side affects. Gay or straight, Kurt and his father were very different people with different interests. Even when Blaine himself liked things like sports, he could totally relate with having dad issues. Blaine could even see why Kurt had been reluctant to tell him about it all, because it was something very personal and close to his heart. No matter how close the two of them had become, there were some things that were hard to share. Blaine knew this all too well because he hadn’t told Kurt about what had caused him to transfer to Dalton yet. When Kurt finished his story it was like a heavy weight had been lifted off their shoulders and they could look back and laugh about it.

“I don’t know what I was thinking when I was straight acting. God, your face when you saw me, Blaine...” Kurt groaned with embarrassment.

“Yeah... sorry... it was kind of hard to hide my shock.” Blaine admitted sheepishly.

“You think? I still can’t believe how ridiculous I looked. I wore baggy pants... and I actually sang Mellencamp.” Kurt said with a shudder. “I’m never going to live it down.”

“No, you totally pulled it off! Both the clothes and the song, even when I wasn’t there to hear it myself.” Blaine said with a grin.

“I know you’re just saying that, but thank you.” Kurt replied weakly.

“Not I’m not, just sit here and close your eyes for a second.” Blaine told Kurt.

Kurt eyed him suspiciously, “Why?” he asked nervously.

“Just do it, don’t worry, there won’t be any surprises.” Blaine assured him.

“Oh...” Kurt said softly, as if he was almost disappointed at the news. But he closed his eyes anyway. “Okay now what?” he asked.

“Picture me in the exact same outfit you wore yesterday and try not to laugh at how stupid I’d look.” Blaine told him.

All it took was Kurt to picture Blaine in that puffy vest, baggy jeans and baseball cap and Kurt lost it as he burst out laughing. There was no use in trying to hold it all in, “Oh my god... I’m sorry!” Kurt muttered through his laughter and he fought to regain control.

“Don’t be, it’s true!” Blaine assured him and as they looked at each other he started to laugh just as hard.

Kurt felt like his sides would split as he fell back on the bed, while Blaine doubled over frontwards as they laughed together in unison. After a long while they finally had it through their systems enough to recover. “Oh god I needed that! Thank you, Blaine.” Kurt said as he wiped a tear from his eye.

“You’re very welcome, Kurt.” Blaine said with a wink.

Kurt leaned back forward to look at Blaine with a warm smile while he realized what a fool he had been. How could he have ever pretended to be straight and actually date a girl when he was in love with such a wonderful person? Even if nothing ever happened between him and Blaine that went beyond friendship, Kurt made a silent vow that he would never deny who he was ever again.

“So, hey my hungry stomach is telling me that it’s dinner time. Wanna stay? It won’t be anything special... but I’d love if we’d just hang out tonight for a bit.” Blaine asked.

Kurt smiled at Blaine, “I’d like that.” he replied.
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Kurt and Blaine had fallen back into their usual manner with each other easily as they spent the night in each other’ s company. After dinner they had just sat on Blaine’s bed in his room. They had planned to watch some TV but they had spent the whole time talking to each other, like they had stopped talking for a whole week instead of less than a full day.

Blaine laughed again for what must have been the 50th time that night until he glanced at his watch and sighed. “How did it get this late so quickly?” he said with a moan.

Kurt glanced at his phone and saw it was already 10:40pm and sighed. “That tends to happen whenever we talk. Anyway I’d better head home.” Kurt muttered as he stepped off the bed. But Kurt stopped and turned to look back at Blaine again. “I’m really glad we’re still friends Blaine. It might be slightly embarrassing to admit this... but... I’m really happy we found each other.” Kurt admitted softly, then he suddenly began to blush.

Blaine knew he was blushing too but he ignored it, this wasn’t the time to make any confessions of love. It was too soon, Blaine needed time to sort through all his emotions and deal with them. He wanted to tell Kurt how he felt about him of course, but when the moment felt right. When that moment appeared Blaine wouldn’t think about how it could affect their friendship. There were always risks but the one thing Blaine was certain of, what that Kurt Hummel was worth it. “Me too.” Blaine admitted softly.