Chapter Three

Blaine felt his heart begin to race even before he noticed Kurt was outside waiting for him to arrive. He had been a bundle of nerves since the morning and so far he had found no cure to make himself calm down. He wasn't sure he wanted to anyway, for the most part it was the type of nerves Blaine was happy to finally experience. If only they didn't have an expiration date, how in the world were he and Kurt suppose to figure out what they wanted with only two days left? But as confusing as things had been for them, Blaine knew he wanted those days with Kurt, no matter what choice they made come Sunday. So he pulled in the driveway and grinned at Kurt, postponing drinking in his handsome splendour until he put his car in park and he could get a better look at him and his outfit.

Kurt made himself remain still as Blaine got out of his car, but his feet were moving before he could register and when he and Blaine met half way, any hopes to restrain himself were gone and discarded. Kurt's eyes instantly fell over Blaine and the fashionista in him went straight to his outfit. This was the first time Kurt would see Blaine's true fashion sense in person after all. Kurt instantly approved of his clothing choices, which were a deep burgundy cardigan, which framed his body with tailored perfection. It was hard to see it from under Blaine's long wool black coat over top. Kurt grinned; he had a feeling Blaine had left it unbuttoned and open for Kurt's benefit. Under the cardigan was a black polo shirt and once again Blaine had topped it off with another bow tie. The lower half of his body was covered in dark navy blue jeans, which were not ripped this time, the bottom hem being rolled up. Kurt even noted his footwear, which was a pair of smart looking deep brown oxford dress shoes.

"So?" Blaine finally asked, not being able to wait for Kurt's opinion any longer.

Kurt brought his attention from Blaine's clothes and up to his face and he grinned at his date. "It's hard to look right at you Blaine, you're blinding me with well coordinated fashion!"

"Wow you sure know how to flatter a guy, Kurt," Blaine replied.

"I'm sorry my jacket hides most of my own outfit, but the reveal I hope will be worth it. So are we still going to a movie as planned?" Kurt asked him.

Blaine nodded; it had been hard to think of the best plan of events for their first date. Because they had so little time together, even an hour and a half film were they couldn't talk was a risky move. So much that Blaine had seriously considered veto-ing the whole movie portion of their date, but then, what would they do instead. Just staying at home to talk seemed so dull, especially compared to Kurt's normal life in the big apple. Blaine instantly wished they were in New York with endless possibility for amazing dates, but no, they were stuck in Ohio, the root of their whole problem. "I had considered we'd skip the movie... I mean, it's pretty clique for dates. But it does work and it would give us something to talk about afterwards over dinner," Blaine answered.

"I can hardly remember what I did to pass the time in this town..." Kurt muttered.

"Well tomorrow it's your turn to come up with the date plans so I hope you find something for us to do," Blaine teased.

Kurt gave Blaine a superior smile, "Oh don't worry one thing I've always been good at is, I know how to plan an evening." Kurt assured him. "So it sounds like you still decided to go with the movie option despite your considering if it was a good idea?"

"Yeah, but I did manage to find something a bit more, extraordinary, well maybe not for us but... anyway, you'll see," Blaine explained. He then held out his arm to Kurt, who laughed and took it as Blaine lead him over to the passenger side, opening the door and trying to help Kurt sit inside. This time when he leaned in to buckle Kurt's seatbelt he minded to keep their faces at a safe distance. He was sure they both would welcome a little lip action later, but for now, it was too soon, the night was still young.

"You know, as much I as I'm enjoying the whole gentleman act, it's making me feel like a cave man in comparison," Kurt had to point out.

Blaine smirked at Kurt as he hurried over to the driver's side of his car and got inside. Mostly his polite and proper acts were done on instinct and he just did them without thinking about what the results would bring. "Oh Kurt, you've got the whole classy thing going on already. Beside, you're one arm down, just try to humour me and let me pamper you a little."

"Don't get me wrong Blaine, I'm loving all the attention, just... you don't need to impress me. I'm already wowed by you overall, so don't go all out for my sake," Kurt began to tell him.

Blaine sighed, it was hard not to pull out all the stops for Kurt and try to dazzle him. He needed to tone things down a bit and just enjoy Kurt's company. He suddenly had a horrible thought, that by doing all these deeds, it was making it seem like Kurt was the woman, and that made his mind begin to panic.

Kurt saw the sudden change in Blaine and he got worried, had he blown something with his comments. "Was it something I said?" Kurt asked with concern.

"No, no, it's just something I thought of... don't worry about it," Blaine muttered.

"It's sort of hard not to, with your face looking like that."

"It's embarrassing, I don't want to say..." Blaine whined.

Kurt wasn't sure if he should drop the subject or try to pry it out of Blaine, no matter what amazing chemistry they had, something Kurt was still clueless as ever when it came to romance. If Blaine was being so adamant on not wanting to bring it up, he decided to grant his plea, for now. "If you insist Blaine, but if you keep looking like that through the date we're bringing the subject back up, deal?" Kurt said.

"Deal," Blaine agreed and he started the ignition and started them off towards their first destination. He decided it would be a good idea to divert Kurt's attention from his moment of weakness and the answer of how to do so was easy; small talk. What to bring up was a no-brainer, since Blaine had been pondering over a certain detail since yesterday. "So Kurt, I've been wondering: this is your first date, right?"

"Yes, why do you ask?" Kurt questioned.

"Well I sort of find it hard to believe. I mean even when you're that handsome, I get that might have been the case when you were in Lima. I know first hand finding any out and proud suitors who don't just want to nail you can be tough. But you're not stuck here anymore; you're in New York, land of the free. Where same sex marriage is legal and everything! So how is it that you haven't dated at all, I mean, NYADA or the city should have some eligible gay bachelors ripe for the picking," Blaine said.

Kurt was no stranger to this question; plenty of people he knew had asked him something similar, Rachel most of all, not to mention his parents and his friends from McKinley. So he had the answer performed to a T, though for Blaine, he'd go the extra mile. "It's just... I never really found anyone who got my motor running. I mean sure, there're tons of really attractive guys in New York. But how anyone manages to find someone they'd want to date in such a vast place, I'll never know. I got hit on, flirted with a bit, but at first I was totally oblivious. I was so used to being sneered at and judged, so it took me a while to figure out what was going on. Rachel and I even got so bold as to use fake I.D.s and hit a few gay bars. But then, it was more, 'Wanna fuck.' And, call me an old fashion romantic but no thanks. So for the most part I decided not to bother with finding a boyfriend. Trying to adjust to NYADA was hard enough and left little time for anything else. That and the fact that I find the idea of walking up to a guy I like and ask for his number terrifying," Kurt began to ramble.

Blaine silently listened to Kurt go off on his whole explanation and he couldn't help but crack a small smile and he drove on. It sounded like something Blaine could have easily come up with if their roles were reversed. "Wanting romance is nothing to be ashamed of, Kurt," Blaine pointed out.

"Well anyway, that's basically the reason. I guess all it took was a bit of dumb luck and a reckless kid to finally get a break," Kurt said playfully. 'And a wish.'

"Oh! There's something else I wanted to ask. How are you able to text with one hand?" Blaine quickly questioned. That thought had come to him after Kurt had text him about what they should wear.

Kurt chuckled lightly, "I had to get creative. Basically I just put my phone on a flat surface and type it all out with my right hand. Thank goodness I got myself an iPhone so the keys aren't freakishly small. I'm afraid when I'm not home, it will be nearly impossible to text or it will take twice the time to do it." Kurt explained. "Luckily the only person I want to talk with it is right next to me, everyone else can suck it," Kurt added with a smirk.

"You flatter me, sir." Blaine replied.

"So any chance of car duets this time?"

"Ah well that will have to wait, we're here," Blaine commented as they found themselves a parking lot.

Kurt looked forward; they were at the largest movie theatre Lima had, which wasn't much but then, whenever Kurt compared it to New York, which was always the result. He noticed Blaine's cheeky grin, like he was hiding some big secret, but considering the location, Kurt had no idea what he was up to. Kurt waited once more for Blaine to come over open his door and help him out, Kurt didn't mind this. Considering his left arm was in its sling hidden under his coat. It made him look a bit odd but then Kurt was use to standing out. That was one of the biggest changes to Kurt's moving; he no longer was the flashiest dresser at school. His clothing tastes had matured a bit to compensate, but he now had access to tons of clothing and the difficulty was how to afford them. "So what are we seeing?" Kurt asked as they walked towards the building.

Blaine grinned; it was time to reveal his plans. "Something I hope you'll enjoy," Blaine answered as he pointed to the movie listings and at one particular title, one he knew Kurt would notice right away.

Kurt saw it even before Blaine pointed it out and his eyes lit up. "Sunset Boulevard? Blaine Anderson how did you know?" Kurt laughed.

"I had a hunch, well more than that, since we spent all last night going over our shared love of Broadway musicals. Though honestly you win that one by far, I seem like a casual fan compared to you! But this theatre always has a weekly classic film playing and when I found out what it was this week, it was too perfect an opportunity not to take," Blaine explained.

Kurt beamed at him and grabbed onto Blaine's arm tightly, as they walked inside. It didn't matter that he had seen the film so many times he knew the words by heart. Seeing it with someone like Blaine made the whole experience new and exciting. Even watching it with Rachel couldn't compare, Blaine was that amazing, their connection that substantial. Blaine paid for their tickets and Kurt allowed him to only because he insisted he'd pay for their dinner. Fortunately Blaine agreed straight away and they walked off, hand in hand, to the refreshment counter.

But they weren't in New York, a place where Kurt had encountered a whole new type of atmosphere and acceptance. No matter what progress had been made in the country, there was no escaping the reminder that being different brought on ignorance and in turn, hate.

"Look at the queers, acting like they own the place," A homophobic teenage boy announced loud enough for Kurt and Blaine to hear.

Kurt normally would have ignored the comment and the laughter that broke out amongst the jerk and his buddies. But the freeing environment the big apple had brought out in Kurt meant he no longer felt subdued and thus less tolerant with such comments. "Actually you're wrong, we don't own the place, nor do we want to. Because we have a thing called taste," Kurt declared.

Blaine couldn't help but let out a small gasp, he admired Kurt's bravery but it was something he would have never dreamt of doing. Blaine was out and proud but he was also very polite, it would take something more intense for him to act out and he only hoped Kurt's bold move wouldn't lead to regret. It was Blaine's moment to fight or take flight, to stand on the sidelines or to step up to the challenge. He chose the latter since it included Kurt, and he stepped up beside his date and joined Kurt in staring them down. He didn't say anything, since Kurt could take care of himself; instead he just offered his silent support.

"Enjoy your movie, boys," Kurt added in dismissal and turned his attention back to the line up. Luckily it was their turn to order and the group of boys weren't about to confront him with so many witnesses.

"Let's go, there's too much gay here, I'm gonna choke on it," The guy muttered and they left the theatre.

"That was brilliant Kurt, but... what if they find us later?" Blaine pointed out.

Kurt sighed, he had been a bit too impulsive he realized and what Blaine had said could be very true. He had one injury, he should have been more careful to ensure he wouldn't receive another before heading back for school. "I know, I wasn't really thinking when I did that, I just acted. Should we go?" Kurt offered.

Blaine shook his head as he took their tray of drinks and popcorn, "We already bought our tickets. I doubt they have the patience to wait for us 'till after the movie. Also it's cold outside so we have that in our favour. Guys like that, they're quick to talk but don't have the guts to act. I hope, or everything I'm saying right now to put us at ease is stupid," Blaine chuckled awkwardly.

"Screw them, I want this movie date, Blaine. If they show up, well, luckily for us I can yell really loudly," Kurt scoffed.
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The movie ended up being well worth any danger, as the theatre was almost empty, so it was like Blaine and Kurt had their own private movie screening. They didn't bother to hold back and they sang along to every song and laughed over them knowing all the words. Blaine didn't end up singing with Kurt for As if We Never Said Goodbye though, he was too entranced by Kurt's magical voice, so much that by the end of it, he had broken into tears by how much Kurt had moved him.

Kurt had been flattered and flustered by rendering his date to tears but it made the start to their evening that much more magical. They luckily recovered quickly from the emotional slip and it made them that much closer. When the show was over the boys hesitated when they walked out of the theatre at first. But Blaine came up and took hold of Kurt's hand, squeezing it and Kurt nodded and they walked off to their car. "Did you ever get beaten up in school for being gay?" Kurt asked Blaine softly, hoping the question wasn't too personal.

Blaine took a deep breath, he didn't want to dodge the question but answering could bring up bad memories and ruin their whole romantic mood. But it was another thing they could probably relate to, so he chose to be honest with Kurt and himself. "Yes, before I transferred to Dalton, I got bullied a lot. But then, I hate that word, it makes it seem... less horrible, I was harassed and. One time, I got the crap beaten out of me. It's why I'm a year behind in school..." Blaine admitted.

Kurt's felt his heart begin to ache, as he thought of someone was wonderful as Blaine having to live through such hardship. Kurt himself had a lot of hard times, but never to that degree. "Oh Blaine, I'm so sorry," he whispered.

"I swear I'm not trying to play the sympathy card here," Blaine joked, wanting to break the tension and keep things light.

"I wasn't about to suggest you were," Kurt replied playfully.

"Good, let's go have dinner then," Blaine suggested.

Their dinner ended up being at Breadsticks, a place neither Blaine nor Kurt were strangers to. As they told each other the many times they had been in the very place they once more wished that serendipity'd have been on their side so they could have met earlier. But even when their timing was less than desired or ideal, they didn't let that fact dampen their splendid evening together.

"Just with everything else in Lima, it's far better when you have the right company," Kurt suddenly stated.

"I couldn't agree with you more," Blaine said.

"So it's not that late after we're finished dinner, I hope the date continues after this," Kurt hinted, not worrying over not being subtle.

Blaine gulped and gave Kurt a bashful smile, "I thought maybe you could come over to my place..."

Kurt felt the colour rise to his cheeks, much to his dismay, but Blaine looked like his twin and the moment and they both noticed their nervous reactions and grinned sheepishly at each other. "Why are we acting like bashful twelve-year-olds?" he chuckled.

"Probably because... well... this is were it gets confusing, to what we want to do and should do. Kurt... you know I haven't had a boyfriend, but it's more than that, I've.... Never been kissed or kissed anyone," Blaine admitted to Kurt softly, hoping he wouldn't live to regret the confession.

"It comes to no surprise that I haven't either," Kurt replied.

"That's not true, it does surprise me. But then... I'm sort of glad..." Blaine slipped.

"Because you'd get that honour?" Kurt offered.

"Oh god... are you saying I will?" Blaine blurted out.

"I'd say the odds are in your favour," Kurt stated.

"Maybe we should save my place for another day... I'm afraid things could get a little..." Blaine began to ramble but he didn't get to far as he suddenly felt an onslaught of nerves override his motor functions.

"...It's only our first date Blaine, I'm not the type to put out that soon," Kurt warned. 'Though I'm starting to question my life choices all of a sudden,' Kurt thought to himself.

"One first at a time, let's focus on making our first date a good one. I don't want the night ruined by us making any hasty decisions. Even if we didn't have so little time, I wouldn't want to move things along any faster. The fact that we only have one more full day shouldn't make any decisions for us. I want to get to know you better Kurt, the rest can wait... of course, if we want to go there in the future," Blaine explained.

"Why don't we go out for a brisk walk outside? It's cold but not too bad. Sure isn't like New York, Lima might not have Central Park but it has you, so it's the winner in the popularity contest in my books," Kurt suggested.

"Let's go get some coffee to keep us warm for our walk and just, bask in each others company," Blaine added.

Kurt laughed and nodded in agreement, "But first, let's order some dessert," Kurt added with a smirk.
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"God I'm freezing but I don't care!" Kurt laughed as he let Blaine walk him to his front door.

"You're cold? Funny I don't feel it at all," Blaine declared.

Kurt laughed as he leaned his back against his front door, reached out for Blaine with his right arm and pulled him close. He grinned at Blaine and they both smiled at each other, just staring into each other's eyes. "I'd believe you but your red nose gives you away, Blaine," Kurt pointed out.

Blaine laughed at Kurt and they just continued to smile at each other until their jaws hurt, neither one of them knowing who should make the first move. Blaine finally couldn't contain himself any longer, he leaned in close to Kurt, who looked surprised, but excited and he bet his heart was pounding like Blaine's. "Can I kiss you?" Blaine whispered.

Kurt felt himself start to get dizzy and this time, it wasn't due to pain or medication, it was all because of Blaine. "Why aren't you kissing me already?" Kurt breathed. But he didn't give Blaine anytime to answer. He simply brought his hand to cup the side of Blaine's face and he leaned in for the kill and Blaine took the hint and kissed Kurt on his chapped lips from the cold.

Blaine's cold nose was no longer an issue, in fact he became impervious to the elements as he and Kurt shared their first kiss. Blaine brought his arms up to rest on Kurt's shoulder and they pressed their bodies together for warmth and to savour the new sensation. It wasn't a simple and short kiss, no; it was long and overwhelming, so much that they didn't want it to stop. Only the need for air made their lips separate and not for long. They hadn't gotten their fill and went right back to start their second kiss and this time, their tongues were added to heighten their senses.

If time hadn't stopped for them in that instant, they would have noticed they ended up kissing under Kurt's porch for a solid ten minuets, never bothering to stop long enough to talk or comment on how good it felt, when their lips were together. The only thing that broke the spell they had fallen under was the sound of Kurt's phone ringing and he snarled in anger at the unwanted interruption.

"Aren't you going to answer that?" Blaine murmured at Kurt.

"I'm sort of... busy..." Kurt muttered as he kissed Blaine again.

But try as they might when the phone stopped ringing, Kurt then heard his phone begin to buzz from getting a text message. Kurt still didn't bother to bring out his phone and take his attention away from Blaine and his glorious lips, but then it rung again and he let out a frustrated cry. "Oh why me! Fuck!" Kurt swore.

Blaine blinked at Kurt in sheer surprise at his using profanity. It ended it break up their tender moment and Blaine pulled back. "Who's being so relentless?" Blaine asked, when he got a horrible thought. "Is it your dad?" he asked with a shudder.

Kurt rolled his eyes, but he wasn't annoyed with Blaine, it was who was bothering him with unwanted phone-calls. "Relax Blaine, I know who it is, which is why I'm ignoring her... shows me right, with Rachel Berry, that's never an option." Kurt grumbled as he brought out his phone. He didn't bother to answer her call; instead he just fought to bring up her text. But the cold mixed with his handicap made it difficult, he sighed and held his phone out to Blaine. "Blaine can you bring up her message, tell me what is says and send her a text back for me?" Kurt requested.

"Sure." Blaine obliged as he took the phone from Kurt and got on track. He saw the message and broke out laughing. "Wow... this Rachel is something else."

"I'm afraid to ask... but what does it say?"

"Kurt! You can't still be out on your date! So stop ignoring me and keep to our deal. Or else don't think I won't show up on your door again," Blaine quoted.

Kurt groaned, "Type to Miss. Berry that she ended up interrupting right at the good part and she should be grateful that I'll call her once we say our goodbyes," Kurt seethed with clenched teeth.

"I sadly won't be able to express your anger in words but there, message sent." Blaine said as he quickly typed the message. When he was finished Blaine came back over and slipped the phone in Kurt's jacket pocket and gave him a cheeky grin. "Now, where were we?" he almost purred.

"As much as I want to resume things, I know Rachel, that won't keep her at bay for long. So one more kiss for the road?" Kurt suggested.

"I'll try to survive the wait till tomorrow.... because I get the feeling you'll be busy talking to this Rachel to have time to call me tonight," Blaine grumbled.

Kurt laughed, he was half tempted to just forget about Rachel and start kissing him for another twenty minuets, but it was cold and he was beginning to tire. Instead he sighed and stepped closer to Blaine and they shared one final long kiss before they finally gave in and pulled apart. "It was a wonderful first date Blaine, thank you,"

"You're welcome and I feel the same way. I can't wait for our first second date tomorrow," Blaine admitted.

"I'll be counting the hours until then." Kurt whispered.

"Goodnight Kurt, till we meet again," Blaine told Kurt playfully and he finally made himself step back and head to his car. But he kept turning to look back at Kurt his whole trip back to his car.

"We'll see each other tomorrow Blaine and I'll call you tonight, who needs sleep?" he called out.

"It's a date!" Blaine laughed as he poked his head out the window before driving away.

Kurt watched him go with a dreamy look on his face, until he finally opened the door to his house and stepped inside, welcoming the heated bliss it brought forth. Luckily for him, or unluckily come tomorrow morning, his parents hadn't waited up for him. When it wasn't that late, Kurt brought out his phone and paused, it was somehow already 11:00pm, okay maybe it was late then. No wonder Rachel had resorted to call him so aggressively. He was glad to have the excuse of having to keep things quiet to not wake his family to his advantage. Once he was in his bedroom and fought to take his coat off, he called up Rachel, put it on speakerphone and placed it on his nightstand. Lying down on the bed and bringing his face as close as possible to its speaker, so he wouldn't have to talk too loudly.

"About time!" Rachel's voice boomed over the phone.

"Shh! Keep your voice down Rachel, or you'll wake everyone up," Kurt hissed, feeling very satisfied with getting to hush her.

"Lucky for you, did you really just finish your date now or was that a lame excuse?" Rachel asked suspiciously.

"I didn't lie to you, Blaine and I were kissing when you called, thanks a lot for that," Kurt grumbled.

Kurt heard Rachel's squeal and he started to feel very tired, he loved Rachel but she could be exhausting at times and this was no exception.

"I take it the date went well then?" she asked, not bothering to be subtle with her tone.

"It went very well, almost too well, and those kisses... wow Rachel, I can't take it all in yet," Kurt rambled with excitement.

"I'm so happy for you! What's his name? What's he like? Details Kurt, I need details! How did you meet him?" Rachel began to demand. Kurt gave into her pleas and filled her in and brought her up to date on the Blaine front, by the end of it Rachel soon joined in on his gushing and delight over having the best first date imaginable. In fact she seemed more anxious for the second date than Kurt did when he was finished his story. "Kurt, I can't believe you found a boyfriend finally!"

"He's not my boyfriend Rachel... yes we've kissed and we're going on a second date. But after tomorrow, we'll no longer be in the same state," Kurt pointed out.

"So?" Rachel said.

"So? Rachel have a brain here, when do we have time for romance? At least ones that aren't in person? You and Finn didn't even give long distance a try, what hope do Blaine and I have? Unlike you two we're not in love and haven't been dating for a year before being forced to part. It's been two days Rachel, since I met him, 48 hours and. Well you do the math yourself!" Kurt grumbled, repeating some of the same details he had pointed out to Finn earlier in the day.

"I didn't have a choice when it came to Finn in trying long distance, he brought that on himself. At least at first and yes it fell apart at the seams... But you're not us, every situation, every couple is different. Why are you shooting down the possibility you two could make it work so easily?" Rachel asked.

"Because Rachel, I don't want to say goodbye to him," Kurt cried out weakly.

"Then don't," Rachel suggested.

"And do what?" Kurt scoffed.

"Oh no, you're on your own there Hummel, I will not be blamed if you don't like the choice you make," Rachel warned.

Kurt sighed, "I'm getting tired Rachel, so can I let you go? Oh and needless to say don't expect to see or hear much of me until our flight okay? I want to spend every waking moment with Blaine until we have to go back," Kurt informed her.

Rachel began to laugh, "Oh Kurt, listen to yourself, before you met Blaine you were whining about having to come home at all!" Rachel teased.

"Goodnight Rachel," Kurt sighed and he ended the call. But despite how sleepy he was feeling, he ended up calling Blaine the second the first call was finished.

"Kurt, you called me," Blaine adorable voice said on the other end.

"Yes I did, though I must warm you I'm getting tired, I suppose I'm still human so I do need sleep," Kurt grumbled and he proved it but breaking into a loud yawn.

"Want me to sing you a lullaby?" Blaine offered.

Kurt smiled, "Yes please, just, um, let me get properly dressed. I don't want to fall asleep in my day clothes this time."

Blaine in his own room, already dressed for bed, tried to shake the image of Kurt undressing while they talked out of his eager mind. Sharing those mind blowing kisses with Kurt that night had awoken Blaine's usually hidden sensual side and it was risking to get the better of him. At least Kurt wasn't with him to see the struggle on his face. "Sure, how about I talk while you fight with your clothes?" Blaine offered.

"You're such a gentleman," Kurt teased as he carefully took his arm out of his sling. His wrist was already feeling slightly better, but that might just be due to the medication he was taking. He hoped he'd be able to rest it properly so it would heal fast, because he found it very inconvenient. Besides, he wouldn't have Blaine to constantly do things for him soon, and he doubted Rachel would be as obliging, at least by Blaine's level. Kurt was being really dramatic, it wasn't like his arm was in a cast, and he could move it with ease. So getting into his night attire hadn't been hard at all, which was almost a shame since Blaine was being so entertaining while he gabbed away. But the idea of getting a bedtime song was too tempting to resist. "Okay done. I'm in bed and all comfy, serenade me," Kurt urged.

"Any requests?" Blaine asked.

"No, surprise me," Kurt told him.

That didn't make it very easy for Blaine to choose, there were too many options. He could choose a song about sleep, dreams or something that suited for an actual lullaby. Or he could be cheeky and pick something silly to make Kurt laugh. He didn't want to chose a song that could be taken as a love confession, even when it was likely it would come to that, he didn't want to ruin things by going too fast, thus bringing on too much pressure. So instead Blaine thought of a song he knew enough to sing without rehearsal and would work being acoustic with no musical back up.

"I have just the song to sing and it's perfect."

"No clues for me to guess?"

"There's little need Kurt, now hush and let me sing."

Kurt went silent and waited for Blaine, who started to hum the intro and let Blaine's soothing voice rush over him, relaxing every muscle and bone in his body.

When you wish upon a star
Makes no difference who you are
Anything your heart desires
Will come to you

If your heart is in your dream
No request is too extreme
When you wish upon a star
As dreamers do

Fate is kind
She brings to those who love
The sweet fulfillment of
Their secret longing

Like a bolt out of the blue
Fate steps in and sees you through
When you wish upon a star
Your dreams come true

Fate is kind
She brings to those who love
The sweet fulfillment of
Their secret longing

Like a bolt out of the blue
Fate steps in and sees you through
When you wish upon a star
Your dreams come true

By the end of it, no, long before then, Kurt didn't feel sleepy, instead hearing the song, which was perfect, as Blaine had said, tugged on his heartstrings. Did Blaine somehow know about the wish he had made right when they'd met? Was he picking up on some invisible signal Kurt had been sending him without him realizing? Or was it an eerie coincidence? Kurt had no idea but at the moment he wasn't about to begin to theorize, it was hard enough not to turn into an emotional teary mess.

Blaine heard muffle sobs coming from Kurt as soon as he finished singing and it got quiet once more. "Kurt, are you okay?"

"No!" Kurt sobbed, trying hard to keep his voice down. "I'm crying... that was beautiful Blaine, my god..." Kurt cried.

"You did make me cry earlier," Blaine teased.

"I know, but it doesn't make it any easier now that it's my turn," Kurt muttered as he blew his nose.

"Can you sing me to sleep tomorrow night, Kurt?" Blaine requested.

"Nothing would make me happier, Blaine," Kurt said as he fought the emotions welling up in and risking overtaking him.
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"Ready for date 2.0 Blaine?" Kurt asked as he paused to take another bite of toast. Kurt had found yet another reason why having a nice and slow paced breakfast early in the morning could be rewarding: it gave him time to talk to Blaine over the whole meal while he made it and then, ate it. Kurt was sitting alone at the kitchen table, having risen so early before the rest of the house and of course Blaine had been up around the same time. That lead to them texting and graduating to a pleasant phone call over their meal.

"You better believe it! I'm all curious to see if we can top yesterday," Blaine answered.

"Even with my skills I had a hard time trying to figure out what we could do and where," Kurt admitted.

"I'm sure it will be impressive all the same," Blaine assured him.

Kurt cracked a smile as he took a long drink of his coffee and let out a content smile. "You know, I could see this happening when I'm back in my loft in Brooklyn. Us talking in the morning, but then, I have to remind myself I'm never this idealistic in the big city," Kurt commented.

"What about weekends?"

"Maybe, I sure would like to try," Kurt replied.

"How did people even try long distance before things like cellphones and laptops came along?" Blaine asked.

"I know! I mean imagine having to wait around for a letter to come in the mail. It's insane," Kurt groaned.

"Though the idea of sending care packages and parcels is still sort of romantic," Blaine admitted.

"I agree, maybe we can give that a try," Kurt suggested.

"Kurt, whatever you've planned today, we're going to need a large time slot to talk... about everything we've been avoiding," Blaine warned.

"I know and I have..." Kurt began to say when he heard footsteps and looked up to see Carole had walked into the kitchen, dressed for a morning shift and she showed her surprise in finding Kurt there.

"Kurt, who are you talking to? I heard another voice but I now see no one' s here..." Carole asked as she walked over and touched his arm lightly in greeting.

Kurt grinned at her, being glad it wasn't his dad or Finn this time and he pointed to his phone. "Just Blaine, on the phone, so don't worry, we don't have a ghost and I haven't lost my marbles," Kurt answered playfully.

"Gee thanks," Blaine's voice muttered, about being referred to as just.

"No offence intended," Kurt said.

Carole looked at her stepson with amusement, by her expression it was clear to Kurt she was struggling with wanting to ask about Blaine and how things with him were going. But the idea of doing so when Blaine could hear every word and embarrass the both of them in consequence was holding her at bay, a fact Kurt was grateful for. "Oh good, you had me worried you were taking too much pain medication," Carole explained with a smile, choosing to show Kurt mercy. "Speaking of which, how is your wrist doing?"

Kurt glanced down at his sling and sighed, "It's far better, in fact, and can I take it out of this blasted sling now? It's becoming infuriating to deal with and it's not a fashion accessory I can work with!" Kurt pleaded.

"I'm not a doctor, sweetie, but let me have a look. You will get it checked out in New York, right?" Carole questioned as Kurt stood up and let her ease his tender arm out of its sling prison so she could inspect it properly.

Kurt's first instinct was to roll his eyes at the question, but then she had ignored the chance to tease him about Blaine and now was giving him a private medical exam so he simply gave her a warm smile and nodded. "Of course, I don't want to mess it up and for it to take even longer to heal. Any wound is not welcomed in NYADA, catching up would take eons," Kurt explained.

Carole eased Kurt's arm out of the brace and carefully manipulated the delicate bones in his wrist, where Kurt let out a small hiss of pain, and checked for signs that it was healing properly. After the inspection was over the brace was put back on, but not the sling. "Everything looks good Kurt, so you can say goodbye to the sling. But be careful, I don't want to see you use that hand," Carole warned.

"I won't, I mean, by this point the sling was more to remind me not to use it. I have a stronger brace to switch to, that the doctor told me to use when the sling was gone. I'll be good and I won't drive. Lucky for me while I'm here I have Blaine to drive us and back in the big apple, well I don't even have a car," Kurt said. At the mention of Blaine's name he remember whom he had been talking to on the phone before Carole arrived. He picked up his phone, "Sorry Blaine! Are you still there?"

"Yes, I found listening to you two quite entertaining," Blaine told him.

"I know you're lying but thank you. I'd introduce Blaine to you Carole... but um, he's not really here so it's sort of weird," Kurt muttered.

"Well it's nice to... hear you Blaine, I'm Carole, Kurt's step-mom," Carole said as she spoke into Kurt's phone.

"Blaine Anderson and it's nice to hear you too," Blaine answered back, showing his charm even through just his voice.

"Big plans today? Since it's your last full day here, Kurt?" Carole asked.

Kurt smirked at her, he had a feeling she'd come back to the subject. "Our second date," Kurt answered.

"Which Kurt won't tell me anything about!"? Blaine whined.

"You didn't tell me any details about yesterday!" Kurt reminded him.

Their playful banter was interrupted by Carole beginning to laugh at their antics and she smiled at Kurt until he felt himself begin to blush under her gaze. "You're adorable, like two peas in a pod," she told them warmly.

"I guess we sort of are..." Kurt admitted with a grin.

"Sort of?" Blaine teased.
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Kurt was fishing through his large suitcase as he tried to come up for the perfect outfit. Humming away happily as he did and this time, no one arrived to interrupt him. Kurt was glad for that, he was too focused already, on his task at hand and all the emotions coursing through his body. He brought out a sweater and held up over the mirror, and he simply sighed. "What are you doing Kurt Hummel? Didn't you spend most of your life longing to get out of this town? Now all it took was one gorgeous guy in ripped jeans to cushion your fall and what? You don't want to leave it!" Kurt muttered in annoyance. "No more looking past the hard facts, I'm leaving tomorrow and it's going to hurt like a bitch, having to part from him. I know you're all ready to fall head over heels in love with Blaine, but... that's hardly wise," Kurt grumbled. Normally he wouldn't talk to himself out loud this much, but he had hoped that voicing his thoughts from the last three days would help but it didn't. Kurt suddenly heard his laptop make the familiar sound of getting a call from Skype and he looked over to see it was Blaine. The need to see Blaine's handsome face overruled any sense and he ended up hitting reply, forgetting he was in the middle of getting dressed.

"Kurt, I'm freaking out her-" Blaine began to admit when he noticed Kurt wasn't wearing a shirt, leaving his naked upper frame exposed for Blaine to see.

"Blaine! Oh my god!" Kurt shouted in horror as he dived out of his web-cam's line of vision.

"Why are you hiding? Come back here!" Blaine demanded.

"Not until I put a shirt on!" Kurt grumbled.

"Again why? You look... mind you I saw you only for a second, but even then, you've got it all going on," Blaine informed him.

"Blaine, I know you're trying to flatter me but don't, you'll make me blush," Kurt pleaded. He finished putting a shirt over his head and walked back to stand in front of his computer. "Now, what was that about you freaking out?" Kurt asked.

"Right, um... I can't handle today, Kurt, I don't want it to end," Blaine admitted.

Kurt felt no need to give any playful remarks in response or tease him, because he knew Blaine was being very serious with the confession. Kurt felt the mood between them shift and he sat down on his bed, bringing his laptop to rest on his lap. "Having second thoughts?" he asked softly.

"Maybe... I thought I could be strong enough to face tomorrow but... I don't think I can," Blaine stated.

"Blaine... I don't want to say goodbye to you tomorrow either, or even so long for now. But... I can't give you up a day before I have to, it's too late, and we're in too deep. I've gotten to know you and how well we fit together. I never thought I'd find a reason to want to be back here, but I did, I found you Blaine. Don't make me be the stronger one, because trust me, I'm weak too... I'm also being selfish and that's not right. I just kept telling myself it would be enough, but it's not," Kurt explained.

"I feel so guilty, Kurt, because I want you here with me, like I'm trying to deny you all you've fought to achieve. I keep thinking, why the hell did I have to be a year behind in school? I want to be there with you, living in that loft, waking up to your face everyday. I mean, yes we just met and I must sound like a crazy idiot... but that's what I want and I can't have it... and it's killing me, from the inside out."

"Blaine, we're falling in too deep and too quickly, how do we turn it off?" Kurt asked.

"I have no idea!" Blaine shouted in frustration.

"Can I hide you in my suitcase, or kidnap you?" Kurt asked as he let out an awkward laugh.

But Blaine wasn't in the mood to let things get humours, he was being very serious. "Kurt..." he warned.

Kurt's laughter turned into near cries as he fought to keep himself from breaking down. "I'm sorry... it's just, this really sucks."

"Yeah, ditto," Blaine agreed.

"You don't want to go on our date tonight do you?"

"No I do! It's just... I dunno if I deserve to, because... I keep thinking about how much I want to sleep with you," Blaine suddenly blurted out. The second the declaration came out of his mouth he felt like a total moron, but there was no taking it back. All he could do was stare at Kurt, turn bright red and fight the urge to run.

"What?" Kurt shouted in shock.

"Oh my god, I'm so stupid! Why did I say that? It just sort of came out of my mouth. I swear I'm not some horn dog who's trying to get into your pants..." Blaine began to sputter off in alarm.

"Blaine, calm down! You've been nothing but a perfect gentleman up until now. I could never think ill of you, or your intentions. I was just caught off guard, that's all... for a lot of reasons," Kurt replied.

"It's just... I guess I thought that if we were to connect at such a high level, it would strengthen our bond enough to share something. Not just the physical aspect... then maybe, when we go our separate ways, it would hold us together. But now that it's out in the open, I already know it's not the answer. I want to give you everything I can Kurt... but that's not possible, sorry, you see, you're not the only one who can be selfish," Blaine commented, giving Kurt a sheepish grin. "I'm really sorry, made a big mistake there," he added.

Kurt gave Blaine an encouraging smile, in his attempts to put the flustered young man at ease. "It's okay, Blaine, there's nothing to forgive. I mean, I'm very attracted to you as well and I'm not used to all these sudden urges you're causing in me. But us having sex wouldn't help; in fact it might make things worse. From what I've seen second hand at my school, jumping into bed right away doesn't end well, for most couples anyway. I don't want us to be like that, whatever we become," Kurt explained to Blaine. He let out a frustrated sigh, it was the right choice but still, did Blaine have to be so hot? "Fuck, being sensible isn't always rewarding, though," he swore.

"Let's drop the subject then, way too soon, I don't want us to have any big regrets... if we can help it."

"No matter what we choose to do, Blaine, we're going to have regrets. But don't you dare think you'd try to pressure me into something. I'm crazy for you but no matter what we have, I'd never let you," Kurt told him.

"Good, but please tell me you want that too? On some level?" Blaine allowed himself to ask.

"I thought we were dropping the subject?" Kurt replied playfully.

"Right sorry, just this last thing, or else my mind will get away from me with dread." Blaine pleaded.

"I do and that's not a lie to pacify you. Because of course I want to sleep with you! Good god who wouldn't? But, our carnal desires aside, if we did, then... oh god I don't want to think what could happen!" Kurt admitted. "Way too soon to go there," he sputtered off.

"Oh god, Kurt, what the hell are we going to do?" Blaine cried.

"We're going on our date, we're going to spend the whole day together. Then we're going to talk and figure it out one problem at a time," Kurt said firmly. But he felt his strength begin to falter. "Blaine, what if we make the wrong choice even after all that?"

Hearing the desperation and anguish in Kurt's voice, made Blaine strengthen and focus enough to not let himself give up, Kurt was worth any hardship he'd have to face. "I wished on a star, Kurt..." Blaine began.

"What?" Kurt asked in shock.

"That song I sang to you, when I was a kid, I used to wish on stars all the time. The night before we met, I wished on a star...to fall in love," Blaine said softly. Of course he'd been wishing that same thing for most nights lately- whether stars were visible or not- and last night they hadn't been. But the romantic air the confession brought hardly felt any less amazing, but he still didn't admit those facts to Kurt, maybe later.

"How is that even possible?" Kurt sniffled.

"What?"

"I threw a wish in a well, Blaine, wait no, that doesn't make sense, stupid song!" Kurt grumbled. But he got back on track and recovered quickly, as the need to do so was very dire. "Back we met, I was making a wish, for love, at that well.... and I saw you as it fell. Oh my god that is creepy...but that's beside the point! That wish, was to meet the love of my life... and I met you... and I swore I'd never admit it to anyone," Kurt suddenly told him.

Blaine wished they were in the same room, so they could embrace and share the wonder together, in person. "Are you saying you love me?" he breathed.

Kurt stared at him, through the screen. "I don't know.," he whispered, because he really didn't and he wasn't about to consider it until he was sure, not to Blaine, no matter if it would help their decision. "Please tell me you don't know either," Kurt groaned.

"I don't, this is all... fuck I don't know! But, Kurt, our feelings aside... whatever they might become, we both made wishes for love and we found each other... just think about it. When I start to... okay, that settles it," Blaine suddenly muttered as he frowned, deep in thought.

"Settles what?" Kurt asked in anticipation.

"We're going on that date!" Blaine shouted, like he was yelling out in victory.