Author's Notes: Chapter 20

The ordinary resumed once Blaine returned home after seeing his brother off and he was more willing to embrace it now. His parents were gone, a typical scene, but Blaine didn't mind the imposed solitude. Just when Blaine was about to fix himself some dinner, his phone ended up getting a text message. It was no cause for concern, it was probably Cooper giving a final goodbye or Nick checking up on him. But when he brought out his phone to find out, he was quickly proven wrong when the name Sebastian appeared. Blaine frowned, great, just what he didn't need but maybe it was good news; he and Kurt could have broken up.

“Do you really wanna be the rebound guy though?” Blaine asked himself. Ignoring the question (for now), Blaine opened the message warily, expecting the worst. 'Please don't let there be photos,' Blaine silently pleaded.

Still at your hide away home, Blaine?

Yeah... why????????

There weren't enough question marks in the digital world to express his confusion about the message. But when it came to Sebastian there was no telling what he would or wouldn't do and that was the whole problem.

Knock, knock.

Was Sebastian making some lame (or lewd) knock-knock joke? Blaine's ability to deal with Sebastian had vastly weakened now that he was dating Kurt. If he thought keeping the bastard in his life had been hard, removing him from it all together would most likely be impossible. Not that Blaine was trying very hard to do that, at least not yet. Before Blaine could further think about if an intervention was needed, the front doorbell suddenly rang.

When he opened the door Blaine's mind couldn't process who was grinning at his doorstep at first.

There was Sebastian Smythe, in all his cocky glory, standing with phone in hand and grinning at Blaine with his usual smug expression.

“Hi Blaine, miss me?” he asked casually.

Though shocked, Blaine wasn't about to give a friendly reply, not in this case. Instead, in his surprise, Blaine did the unbelievable and slammed the door right in Sebastian's face.

Only Sebastian didn't flinch from the bold move, or take the obvious message to fuck off. Instead Sebastian sat down on the front porch of his house and sent off a text.

Well that was rude.

Amazingly, it didn't take long for Blaine to reply.

Can you really blame me?

Maybe wait till you find out why I'm here?

Do I really have to?

You do realize I'm not leaving till you open the door and face me.

Fuck you!

You can if you want.

Sebastian had Blaine right where he wanted him, or so he thought. Little did Sebastian know what Blaine was capable of when his usually well controlled angry side was unleashed. The door flung open to reveal a part of Blaine that few had seen in recent years (if ever); Blaine Anderson was not amused.

“Get your loser ass inside this house Sebastian, and don't say I didn't fucking warn you,” Blaine seethed with barely controlled rage.

At first Sebastian's casual exterior never wavered as he idly strolled inside the house. But it was when Blaine suddenly slammed him hard against of the side of the wall that brought forth a reaction. Blaine grabbed a fist full of Sebastian's shirt and despite their difference in height, pinned Sebastian against the wall with impressive strength.

“This is hot,” Sebastian said in a sensual tone.

Blaine was having none of it though, “Shut the fuck up Sebastian, or so help me, I will kick you in the ass so hard you'll never bottom again, or take a shit!” Blaine growled. “Now before you try to make some witty comeback, we're going to do things my way. What the hell are you doing here?”

“Can't I come visit my friend?” Sebastian asked with a mocking pout.

“Where's Kurt?”

“He doesn't know I'm here.”

So many theories came to mind, none of which Blaine wanted to deal with, let alone consider. “When you said I could fuck you, were you being literal there? Or just messing with me like always?”

“What do you want the answer to be?” Sebastian countered.

The last thing Blaine wanted was for Sebastian to manipulate him this easily but he couldn't help it. When it came to Kurt, there was little he could do to stop the emotions he so desperately wanted to admit and set free. “You are such an spoiled, egotistical, manipulative prick Sebastian! Why the fuck did Kurt pick you over me?”

“I don't think he realized you were even in the running, so don't blame me for that.”

“Would you just fucking stop it! I'm tired of your shit, Sebastian. So you better tell me the truth, did you mean it?” Blaine demanded.

Sebastian hadn't planned on antagonizing Blaine this much, but he was having way too much fun to stop just yet. “You mean with my offer for us to fuck? Oh I meant it,” he confirmed.

Blaine's arm was staring to burn but he still refused to release Sebastian from the wall, not until he asked one more vital question. “What in the hell? I thought you said you were going to stop sleeping around? Or was that just another lie? Isn't having Kurt all to yourself good enough for you? Or are you not man enough to handle all Kurt could offer you? Everything I want but can't have.”

For once Sebastian held back what he really wanted to say, not because he had suddenly formed a conscience but because the routine was getting old. “Just ask me what you really want to know Blaine. So we can get it over with,” he taunted.

“Did you two break up?” Blaine asked, holding his breath as he awaited Sebastian's answer.

Oh he was making it so god damn easy for Sebastian, why had he bothered to let up? “Nope, didn't break up-,” Sebastian began.

Unfortunately he didn't get a chance to continue with his usual taunting when all of a sudden Blaine let go of Sebastian and punched him hard in the jaw without holding back. Sebastian staggered backwards from the blow, feeling sharp pain flush through him and he spat out blood onto the laminate floor. Only Sebastian made no effort to retaliate; fistfights weren't his style.

“You got a mean right hook on you, Blaine,” Sebastian muttered in approval as he rubbed his jaw.

Blaine had never punched someone before but he wasn't about to feel guilty for what had come over him. “You better hope that Kurt dumps your ass Sebastian, or so help me I'll....” he warned as he raised his fist up again. “I don't like having to stoop this low, even if you fucking deserve it,” he warned.

Sebastian let out a loud mocking laugh, Blaine was bluffing and they both knew it. “Give a guy a chance to defend his honour before punching him in the face, Blaine,” he suggested.

“I might have, if not for the fact that every word out of your mouth makes me want to hit you,” Blaine snapped.

“I love this new side of you, who knew that angry Blaine would be such a turn on. Too bad I'm going to put a halt to it. Kurt didn't dump me... but I didn't dump him either. We didn't break up... because we were never together in the first place,” Sebastian said nonchalantly.

Now it was Blaine's turn to stagger backwards, when Sebastian hadn't even laid a finger on him. “Wait, what?” he blurted out.

Sebastian for once didn't do any of his usual tricks and let out a tired sigh. He walked into Blaine's living room, relieved that Blaine not only allowed it but also silently followed after him. Sebastian flopped down on the couch; it would fall to him to set the record straight.

“Kurt lied to you, we're not a couple, we're not in love and we never will be. Back when you made that mistake Kurt saw it as a way for you to be able to give up on him,” Sebastian started to explain.

“Why does Kurt think he's so unworthy of my love?” Blaine suddenly asked.

“That's why I'm here Blaine, to tell you his reasons, right from his own mouth,” Sebastian explained.

Panic stricken, Blaine whirled around for any signs of Kurt. “Is he here too?”

Sebastian laugh, “Of course not, even now he's still a scared little chicken shit. Maybe you are too, or else you would have stolen Kurt away from me by now,” he said.

“I'm not that type of guy,” Blaine scoffed.

“Maybe you should be.”

“Just give it a rest Sebastian, focus on nursing your wound,” Blaine suggested.

Sebastian watched as Blaine stormed off out of sight but he quickly returned with an ice pack in hand and offered it to Sebastian. The act of courtesy finished, Blaine sat down beside Sebastian, close enough to keep a good eye on him. Blaine and Kurt were made for each other, Blaine was acting similar to Kurt when pushed into a corner. If only they'd both stop beating around the bush and do something about it.

“Any plans? Now that you know Kurt's still single?”

“I don't know... and even if I did, it's none of your business,” Blaine stated.

“And here I was ready to give you a ride,” Sebastian said.

Blaine gave Sebastian a puzzled look, “Wait. Why are you even here? It's not like Ohio is the next town over from San Francisco…. What aren't you telling me here?”

Control never left Sebastian for long and now Sebastian had Blaine back were he wanted him, what fun. “If only my throbbing jaw wasn't affecting my ability to speak...”

Blaine rolled his eyes, “I'm not apologizing for hitting you. We both know it was a long time coming. Be thankful I didn't go back for more,” he sassed.

“Fine, get me a beer and I'll talk,” Sebastian ordered, like Blaine was his servant.

As soon as Sebastian hand was holding a bottle of beer he was finally ready to start telling Blaine what he knew. “Kurt's from Lima,” he began, pausing to take a long swig of his drink.

“Are you serious? That's in Ohio!” Blaine blurted out.

“No shit.”

“That still doesn’t tell me why you’re here, Sebastian,” Blaine pointed out.

“All Kurt was doing after 'letting you go' as he put it, was descending into a deep depression. One I wasn't about to be submitted to... so unlike the both of you I chose to act.”

Blaine narrowed his eyes at Sebastian; he didn't like the sound of this. “What the hell did you do?”

“I gave Kurt two choices; fight or flight.”

“Meaning?” Blaine urged, needing more details.

“He could either come to here to Dover and fight for you; asking your forgiveness to see what future you might have together. Or to keep running and go to Lima; where Kurt would have to pretend he and I were boyfriends in front of his parents. To my surprise he took the coward’s path, proving how fucking stubborn he is. The thing is... even then, I could tell that wasn't what he wanted. Good thing his dad was crafty enough too see through our flawless act,” Sebastian explained.

All Blaine could do in response at first was to let out a long sigh. “I wish I could say I don't believe you...” he admitted softly.

“But you know better than that, this is Kurt after all,” Sebastian commented.

Everything sounded so crazy but it was the fact that Blaine wasn't surprised which was making it even worse. Falling in love with Kurt had turned Blaine's world upside down and put him through the emotional ringer, but even now he refused to give up hope.

“You said something about knowing the reason why earlier?” Blaine reminded him.

Sebastian smiled, pleased that Blaine had the galls to bring that up. Maybe there was hope for him after all. “Oh right, that... the whole reason to why I'm here. Would you believe I know what happened to Kurt in the past? The very thing that caused him to become the man he is? The reason why he tried to keep you away from his heart? I must admit, while it doesn't totally account for everything, it still explain a lot.”

“And he willingly told you all of it?” Blaine asked warily. That didn't sound like the Kurt he knew.

“He did it more for his parents and himself than me, I was just along for the ride. Interested in hearing the tale? I warn you it's pretty rough so you might need a box of tissues... or a punching bag actually,” Sebastian warned.

Blaine hesitated, no matter how much he wanted an explanation, getting it without Kurt's consent made him uneasy. He knew how much his friend valued his privacy and while he had no idea what Kurt had been through, it must have been hard for him to retell.

“It doesn't seem right for you to tell me Sebastian, not without Kurt's consent,” he said.

Sebastian draped his arm around Blaine's shoulders, “You're such a gentleman, even now. What if you could hear it right from the source?” he offered.

Blaine frowned. Sebastian had already said Kurt wasn't there so he was unsure at what his house guest was getting at. “How...” he questioned.

So many ways to answer but there was only one that would cut to the chase and Sebastian chose to show mercy, Blaine had been through enough. He shifted his weight, letting go of Blaine so he could fish his phone from his back pocket. “Good old technology."

Kurt was right, Sebastian was one offence away from becoming a criminal mastermind (or a secret agent). “Does Kurt know you recorded it?” he asked.

“What does your gut tell you?” Sebastian taunted. “If it makes you feel any better, Kurt said he didn't want to tell the story again for the rest of his life. But he would have to for you so you can save him the trouble by listening to the recording. Not that Kurt deserves the favour but you deserve to hear this more than I did.”

“You know... if you keep this up, such considerate acts could ruin your bad boy reputation,” Blaine teased.

Sebastian laughed, “I always had a hunch that you were the strongest amongst the three of us. So how about you prove it? Now that you know I'm not in the way... the only one that can stop you is yourself.”

Blaine needed little motivation to go for it because he knew what he wanted. No matter what he learned after hearing the message, Blaine knew nothing could change his mind. He needed to make Kurt realize that love wasn't dead. “Let's do this,” he said with sheer determination.

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Heart-wrenching didn't even begin to describe what Blaine had gone through as he listened to Kurt's story. Leaving him feeling emotionally numb and full of so much empathy for Kurt; who had gone through so much in his young life. Nothing Blaine had experienced could even compare and he couldn't fathom how Kurt had faced it all. Now everything made sense, or nearly so, there were still some questions unanswered but those could wait. Blaine now knew why Kurt had tried to put the romantic in him to rest. To give up on love, it wasn't just his heart that had been broken by Travis but his ability to trust.

Blaine wiped the tears from his eyes and sniffled; he hardly cared that Sebastian was there to observe his subsequent break down. He stood up, unable to deal with another person right now.

“I uh... need some time alone to... process all of this,” he stuttered.

Sebastian shrugged. “I'll be outside if you need me,” he said and took his leave.

Blaine ran a hand over his face. “Holy shit....” he swore under his breath. That settled it then, there was no way Blaine could let Kurt go. No matter what happened, he was worth the risk. Above all, Blaine wanted to give Kurt is heart, without any hesitation. Because he knew Kurt wasn't too far-gone, hope remained, no matter what mistakes they'd both made. The first thing Blaine needed to do was deal with the third miscreant (and their puppet master). It was time for Blaine to cut the strings and walk on his own two feet.

When Blaine made his appearance Sebastian didn't bother to look his way. “I thought you'd be running off to Lima by now Blaine. I gotta say, you and Kurt are such disappointments at times,” Sebastian declared.

Blaine shook his head as he took a seat beside Sebastian on the front porch. “Coming from someone like you doesn't mean very much, Sebastian,” he sassed back.

“If you expect me to sit here and listen to your whining, then you don't know me at all.”

“Shows what you know. I'm still going after Kurt, only I'm going to do it right. This is one of the times when waiting is the right choice. I'm not going to make some mindless decision on the fly... I did that once before and you know where it got me,” Blaine explained.

“Which one? Letting me fuck you or the three-way that followed?” Sebastian asked.

“Leave. That's not a request. No more games Sebastian. Your work is done and it's time to cut the chord. Get the fuck out. I don't want or need your help anymore. It's time for you to do what you do best; to look after yourself,” Blaine told him a very firm voice.

With dramatic sarcasm Sebastian stood up as he let out a loud gasp, clutching his hand to his heart. “Blaine, I'm hurt...”

But Blaine knew better than to trust those crocodile tears. “No you're not. Aren't you tired of this shit by now?” He challenged.

“Oh I am, don't get me wrong. I just didn't expect to be tossed out on the street like old garbage. You should know I'm not that easy to get rid of.”

“I'm not trying to get rid of you completely, because that would never work. I just want your hooks out of my love life. When I face Kurt and offer him my heart, whatever the outcome is... I want it be to from my efforts alone.”

“Have it your way then, I won't pop out of the bushes during your touching confession. Neither of you mean very much to me,” Sebastian dismissed.

Blaine eyed Sebastian, “Yes we do... you might not be in love with either of us but we're still your friends. I think on some level you want to see this through to the end. Who knew that the mighty Sebastian Smythe would need closure.”

“Nice try, Kurt has my luggage held hostage... so I need to keep on his good-side if I want to get it all back. I figure bringing you to Lima can be my final act of charity, before I wipe my hands clean,” Sebastian countered.

There was no way Kurt would have any interest in Sebastian's belongings but Blaine didn't feel the urge to point that out. Blaine had to admit it wouldn't be wise for him to drive to Lima on his own, considering the emotional state he would be in. Waiting until the next day to act would be hard enough and there was only so much Blaine could take. In the end there were times where it was easier to give into Sebastian's whims, as long as they weren't sexual in origin.

“Fine, if it means that much to you... you can drive me tomorrow. But only if we head off at eight in the morning and if you're even a second late then I'll go on without you,” Blaine said.

Sebastian stood up, placing his empty beer bottle beside Blaine. “Works for me,” he replied.

Blaine was happy to see him go without a fight until he remembered something. “Wait!” he shouted while racing up to Sebastian's car.

“Do you want my help after all? It will cost you...” Sebastian taunted.

The groan that came from Blaine, along with his look of annoyance was exactly like how Kurt usually reacted to anything his roommate said. “There is nothing you could offer me Sebastian, so get your head out of your ass for once. I need you to give me Kurt's home address and it better be the real one... or trust me, Kurt's not the one you should worry about.”

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Kurt already knew that when it came to facing one's fears, the emotional ones were the hardest to conquer (or maybe that was just him). Whatever the case Kurt wasn't having much luck when it came to brainstorming about telling Blaine everything that was in his still beating heart. Admitting that he loved Blaine was the first step, recognizing that he couldn't live without him was the second, but what was the third? What in the world could Kurt say or do that would make up for all the horrible things he'd put Blaine through?

In an act of desperation, Kurt had reached down inside himself to set free the dreamer in him, hoping he would take over. But all that had done was unleash emotional turmoil on Kurt's already fragile constitution and now he was more confused than ever.

At least Kurt's struggles weren't so carefully hidden under the surface that the people around him wouldn't notice. Concern for his son brought Burt to the open door of Kurt's bedroom, revealing a distraught young man inside. Scattered across the floor where crumpled up balls of paper. “What's all this?”

Kurt glanced over his shoulder to discover his dad. “What does it look like? I'm trying to pour my heart out... but I'm failing, big time,” he grumbled.

“Beating yourself up over the details won't do you any good Kurt. You tend to over think things way too much,” Burt said.

Simplicity was something Kurt wanted very much to embrace and if Blaine weren’t involved he would have been more willing to do so. But this was one thing Kurt refused to half ass; he had to do it right because so much was at stake. “Blaine means so much to me dad, none of this is simple,” he argued.

“I know this is big for you, but if it's this much of a struggle... you might want to try something else.”

“I know, but I wouldn't know where to begin. I don't know how to express my feelings, all my love and… emotions about what I feel for Blaine. I keep thinking about the many things I've done and how much I've fucked it all up,” Kurt whined.

“Sitting here doing nothing sure won't help you.”

“Got any better ideas?” Kurt asked hopefully.

Luckily for Kurt, Burt had one and it was rather good. “The answer to your problem is right under your nose...” he began.

Kurt made a face at his dad, having no idea what he was getting at this time. “Can you please enlighten me without the need for metaphors?” Kurt requested, letting a bit of his snarky side out, but his tone was still more playful.

“Take a page from your own history book and try singing what you feel. You always used to tell me that it was easier to express your feelings with music than words. I can't begin to count the times you rambled on about how you wished you had someone to sing a love song to. So now's your chance,” Burt explained.

A switch flipped on inside Kurt's brain, starting the wheels in motion and Kurt let out a delighted cheer. “Oh my god, Dad, that is brilliant! Shit! Why didn't I think of that?” Kurt exclaimed.

“I'm guessing you were too caught in emotion?” Burt offered with a smirk.

Kurt laughed, “I can so take it from here, thanks! You've done it again. Proof that the 'World's Best Dad' mug I gave you four years ago is still accurate as ever.”

“Gonna go for it then?”

“Oh yes, no more running. As soon as I find a song I'm going to tell Blaine how I feel. I don't even care if I have to serenade him over the phone!” Kurt gushed.

Now this was the Kurt Burt was glad to see return. A passionate young man who would back down to no one. “I'll leave you to your song search then, I know how intense you get when you're a man on a mission. I came to tell you Carole and I are heading off to a charity event. I might have retired from the senate but they still like to keep me around. But we're staying in Lima, so if you end up going anywhere make sure to let us know,” Burt said.

Kurt nodded. “Of course,” he assured and went back to his work. Kurt brought out his iPhone to look through his music library. He had his work cut out for him, finding the perfect love song to confess to Blaine was no easy feat. Kurt just hoped that like his last two forays into performing, he would come out victorious and hopefully win the biggest prize of all: Blaine Anderson's heart.
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Sure enough when it was nearing eight in the morning there was no sign of Sebastian and Blaine was becoming more impatient with every passing second.

“I should have known better than to trust Sebastian Smythe over my own instincts!” Blaine shouted out-loud. But since he had, there was no one there to listen to Blaine's outrage.

“I can't take it anymore!” Blaine eventually shouted. He'd give one final attempt to locate Sebastian before he'd head off on his own. The man in question surprisingly answered on the third ring but that didn't lull Blaine into any false security. “Sebastian! Where the fuck are you?”

“Out having a grand old time!”

“Aren't you forgetting something?”

“Was that today? Must have slipped my mind...”

There was something about the slur of Sebastian's voice that made him very suspicious. “Are you drunk?” Blaine asked in disbelief.

“Hell's yeah I am! You should be here Blaine, it's all going on,” Sebastian laughed.

Depending on Sebastian's credibility when he wasn't calling the shots himself was a very bad idea indeed. It was a good thing he'd gotten Kurt's address when he had, Blaine had that much sense at least. It was probably better this way, despite how nervous Blaine felt and the setback didn't effect Blaine's plan either. If anything the solitary ride could Blaine do some good. The decision made, Blaine climbed into his parent's car, ready to take off.

“Did you even plan on showing?” Blaine asked, dreading the answer already.

“I probably did... just as turns out this town of yours was desperate for some action. So I felt compelled to oblige them and the enthusiasm I got, shit! Talk about grateful!”

“Where are you?”

“Don't know and don't care!” Sebastian yelled and Blaine could hear cheering in the background.

“Oh my god, are you having some sort of orgy?” Blaine asked in horror.

“One way to find out, join us, Blaine,” Sebastian urged.

“Sorry but I'm kind of busy and I have far more important things to do. But don't mind me; just keep on fucking away as I'm sure you have been. But being drunk at 8 am is a bit much, even for your standards,” Blaine pointed out.

“Not when I haven't gone to bed yet!” Sebastian replied. “Boys, boys, don't fight there's-”

But Blaine didn't feel like hearing the rest of the disturbing phone call so he ended it before Sebastian could say another word. Left to his own devices, Blaine went as far as to turn his phone off so Sebastian couldn't call him back. His mind was focused on one thing and one thing alone, or one person actually: Kurt Hummel. Without any narcissistic annoyance to get in his way, Blaine started off on his journey. Which he hoped would lead him straight to his own happy ending (one that included Kurt).
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While it had taken Kurt most of the night and where he'd gotten little sleep in result, Kurt had his perfect song. In fact it was kind of eerie how well it fit when it came to context but Kurt chose to take it as a sign. No more detours, or back peddling down denial alley, Kurt was on the path straight to lover’s lane. His parents were gone, leaving Kurt in the house and currently he was in agony.

Not from emotional turmoil for once but because of the stifling heat of the Ohio summer. Oh how Kurt missed San Francisco and its blessed fog, what he wouldn't give to be there right now. But he was stuck in Lima dressed in only a thin tank top and shorts but it did little good. Neither did the fans blaring around his room, only blowing hot air around. Already Kurt felt irritable from the heat and that in turn made it hard for him to keep his confidence up.

How could he get into a romantic enough mood to call Blaine when he felt like he was melting from the inside out? “This is unbearable!” Kurt moaned out-loud. 'No, no fucking way,' a voice whispered within Kurt. 'Kurt Hummel will not bow down to the elements.' It was long past time for him to man up. Kurt slapped his cheeks. He could do this. He had to do this. Calling Blaine would be his first outreach, to see if he still had a chance.

Armed with newfound courage, Kurt took a deep breath as he brought up Blaine's name in his contact list and pressed the call button. The uncomfortably hot temperature in the room already was making Kurt more impatient than normal. “Come on Blaine, pick up... pick up the god damn phone!” Kurt grumbled under his breath.

But the phone continued to ring and for one second, Kurt thought his prayers had been answered when he heard Blaine's gentle voice. Only the realize the call had gone to his voicemail and doubt horned its way back in. “Of course!” Kurt cried out.

He fell onto his bed, feeling both sweaty and sick to his stomach. Kurt tried to think of the many reasons why Blaine hadn't answered; he could still be asleep, or out with his family. But no matter how hard Kurt tried his mind kept jumping back to the negative possibilities. That Blaine wanted nothing to do with Kurt and had intentionally ignored the call. Had Kurt already missed his chance long ago? Perhaps they had gone past the point of no return. There was no one to blame but himself, only for once he very much wished he had a convenient scapegoat to shout at. Kurt shot up from the bed and threw his hands at the air. Staring upwards at the ceiling, even when he still didn't believe in god or any other deities for that matter.

“Couldn't you let me have this one? Haven't I suffered enough?” Kurt demanded. Of course no answers came but that didn't stop him from letting his frustrations out. “Don't I deserved a shot at happiness?” he bellowed at the top of his lungs.

Nothing, only silence. Kurt threw himself back on the bed and sobbed into his pillow.

'Because Blaine's like waking up to blue skies on a sunny morning.'

Kurt pulled up, caught off guard when the memory entered his mind, wondering what had triggered it. Until he heard the familiar sounds of 'Mr. Blue Sky' filling his bedroom. He hadn't bothered to change the ring-tones on his phone yet, so that could only mean one thing. Pulling a dramatic nose dive, Kurt went for his phone. Falling to the floor with little grace but Kurt didn't care, he'd already hit the answer button by this point. “Blaine!” Kurt shouted with desperation.

“I sure missed hearing your voice, Kurt,” Blaine's soft voice said on the other end.

Darn it, here came the waterworks. “I thought you wouldn't call back... that you'd ignored the call...” Kurt struggled.

“Oh no, Kurt, no, I stupidly shut my phone off. I would never ignore you!” Blaine insisted.

Kurt felt like he was somehow laughing and crying at the same time, when really he was smiling so much his jaw had started to hurt. “I swear I planned to do more than sob into the phone when I tried to call you.”

“I'm no better off! I'm so happy I could cry, or that's already happened.”

“I just can't believe that you...” Kurt said, choking up. “I don't even know what to believe,” he said instead.

“Believe in yourself Kurt, in us and more importantly... what we have,” Blaine coaxed.

“I don't know what I'm doing Blaine, but I can't say goodbye to you...” Kurt began but he couldn't begin to express his feeling properly.

Overwhelmed with joy and the possibility that all was not lost, Blaine kept talking. “I tried to give up on you Kurt. I wanted to let you go... when I know I never had you in the first place-”

“You did have me Blaine, I was just too stubborn to realize... and you still do, even now,” Kurt corrected.

“Does that mean you feel the same way... about me?” Blaine dared to ask.

“I do Blaine, I really do... I messed up, big time.”

“Is it too late to say the things I should of told you a long time ago?”

Kurt let out a soft laugh; he could barely believe this was happening and how it wasn't just a surreal dream. “It will never be too late. I want to hear those words, I have to...” Kurt began, but his life could never be so simple. As much as he wanted to keep up the romantic mood he owed Blaine the truth, all of it. “But Blaine... there's things you don't know...”

“It can wait Kurt, there's nothing you could tell me that would send me away,” Blaine assured.

“Blaine...” Kurt hesitated.

“Are you still back home?” Blaine asked, cutting Kurt off.

“Um, yes I am. Why do you ask?” Kurt questioned curiously.

“Just trying to paint a mental picture,” Blaine replied cheekily.

“Well believe me I’m no pretty picture right now, sitting in my oven of a bedroom!”

Kurt heard a quiet clicking noise, frowning at what it could be. As he stood up from his spot on the floor Kurt watched a small pebble fly through the open window to land beside him on the floor. Then, before Kurt could really react a slightly larger rock followed and landed with a louder thud. Attached to the rock was a note and Kurt quickly took the paper to read the message within.

Go to the window dummy!! B. A

Kurt laughed, dropping the note as he scrambled towards his window. “You have got to be kidding me,” he exclaimed with giddy delight.

“Paging Kurt Hummel!” A loud but familiar voice called from outside.

From his window viewpoint, Kurt gazed downwards to discover Blaine standing below, right there on his front lawn. Beaming away with a guitar strung over his shoulder and Blaine's excitement was barely contained.

“Hi!” Blaine merrily announced.

“Are you really here or are you just a mirage from heat exhaustion?” Kurt questioned.

“Oh I'm real and I'm here, trust me!”

“Then what are the fuck are you doing?” Kurt asked in amazement.

Blaine laughed as he put his hand over his eyes, making it easier to see Kurt's shocked face. “I thought it was obvious!” He answered with amusement.

It was like Kurt had been transported back in time, to when he was sixteen again and dreaming when his love would come. It hardly mattered if Blaine wasn't Prince Charming upon a white horse, he didn't need a fairy-tale ending. It had taken twenty-one years but Kurt had experienced a love so deep it was hard to take in. Never in a million years would Kurt think he could find someone so suited for him, someone who could look past his countless flaws and love him back. Kurt's emotional walls dropped, willingly this time as he gazed down upon the eyes of his affection.

Blaine started to strum on his guitar, humming away as he did. The melody made its way to Kurt's open heart and slowly began to heal old wounds. Kurt leaned forward on the windowsill, resting his chin upon his forearm as he dreamily looked down at romantic display below. “Blaine...” Kurt cooed.

But Blaine was having none of that. He'd worked too hard for Kurt to get to say the first romantic words. “Oh no, don't you go and steal my thunder, Kurt. Shut up and let me serenade you! We can talk after I finished pouring my heart out... in song,” he insisted.

Kurt was bursting at the seams with the feeling of love, ones he wanted very much to finally confess to Blaine. Yet he made no protest and gave into Blaine's whims, content to watch his own personal concert.

Hold on, Kurt Hummel
Show me what he's done to you
Stand up, Kurt Hummel
A broken heart can't be that bad
When it's through, it's through
Fate will twist the both of you
So come on, baby, come on over
Let me be the one to show you

I'm the one who wants to be with you
Deep inside I hope you'll feel it too
Waited on a line of greens and blues
Just to be the next to be with you

Build up your confidence
So you can be on top for once
Wake up. Who cares about little boys
That talk too much?
I've seen it all go down
The game of love was all rained out
Let me be the one to hold you

I'm the one who wants to be with you
Deep inside I hope you'll feel it too
Waited on a line of greens and blues
Just to be the next to be with you

Why be alone when we can be together, baby?
You can make my life worth while
I can make you start to smile
When it's through, it's through
And fate will twist the both of you
Let me be the one to show you

I'm the one who wants to be with you
Deep inside I hope you'll feel it too
Waited on a line of greens and blues
Just to be the next to be with you
I'm the one who wants to be with you
Let me be the one to show you

Trust Blaine to find the most perfect song imaginable that even outdid Kurt's choice; which was 'To Be With You' by Mr. Big. It was uncanny how well the lyrics fit Kurt's story, no, their story. It was crazy but in a good sort of way. During the song Kurt listened to Blaine sing his heart out, the lyrics touching his very soul. In that instance, Kurt let this new wonderful memory replace the bitter ones that had been haunting him in the back of his mind. Travis was pushed aside, not fully removed but Blaine took so much precedence he was nearly forgotten. It didn't matter if he would never go away for good. Ironically Travis reminded Kurt that everything happened for a reason; every trial, struggle and heartbreak had lead Kurt to this exact point in time.

Kurt smiled down at Blaine, noticing his apparent hearts eyes that matched Kurt's own love struck state. When the song ended Kurt found himself at a loss for words. “Wow... Blaine... I don't know what to say...” Kurt admitted.

“Then get your perfect ass down here and show me instead!” Blaine urged.

Kurt laughed, “Blaine, it's like a hundred degrees out there! You're crazy!” He declared.

“Hey, you do crazy things... when you're in love!”

Kurt's heart skipped at beat from the joyous confession, only this time Kurt didn't try to write off the declaration off. Blaine loved him. Kurt's mind was spinning; his heart felt so full of love he felt like it was about to burst. Kurt felt lightheaded and giddy both at the same time and the cause wasn't because of the heat. It was all due to Blaine.

“Well it's still hot and you're still crazy,” Kurt declared.

“So what? Are you gonna make me come up there? Is this some sort of test?” Blaine shouted as he started to jump up and down with excitement.

“Ooh, I think I like that idea...” Kurt flirted back in response.

With Kurt so close but still out of reach Blaine could barely contain himself. Even now he knew there were characteristics of Kurt's that were annoying at times, but it was like that for everyone. Blaine craved to hold in him his arms and Kurt seemed to get the message. Kurt disappeared from the window, but at first there were no signs of him appearing at the front door.

Right when Blaine was about to give in and go searching for him inside the house, the door flung open. In a blur of motion Kurt raced to Blaine and tacked him like a football player, sending the pair tumbling to the ground. Blaine let out a loud 'oof' on impact, finding himself underneath Kurt.

“What was that all about?” Blaine asked, laughing away.

It was a bold move and one Kurt had done without thinking, swept up in the moment but he hardly felt the need to apologize. Instead he pulled them both up into a sitting position and dusted the grass out of Blaine's hair. “I guess it must be love, if I'm crazy enough to come out in this heat,” he cooed.

“Now I feel like belting out 'Crazy in Love' and go all Beyonc� on you!” Blaine cheered.

Blaine never got the chance to sing, not that he minded. Kurt launched himself at Blaine, kissing him full on the mouth. It didn't matter that this wasn't the first time they had kissed, it was the one that counted. Blaine clasped the side of Kurt's face with his hand, fully giving into the sensation. Invisible fireworks erupted, imaginary trumpets started to blare and the non-existent crowd went wild. With eyes closed Kurt managed to bring his arm to wrap around Blaine's shoulder, holding him close as their lips remained pressed together. It was as if Kurt was transferring a part of himself to Blaine with the kiss, not just offering his heart but giving Blaine a glance into his very soul.

There were no barriers between them, no hidden feelings. Gone was any hint of denial. Blaine felt like he was floating on air, that Kurt's firm grip on his body was the only reason he was still on the ground. When the wonderful kiss ended, Kurt and Blaine couldn't stop smiling at one another. They were drunk on love and feeling quite giddy.

Blaine was the one to initiate their second kiss and Kurt eagerly reciprocated, bringing passion into the fold. Romantic words of love could wait until they'd had their fill of each other’s lips, more, they needed more. Frantic and thrilling, what had started out as more tender and chaste quickly rose to more aggressive levels.

For some reason during their enjoyed kiss Kurt kept his eyes tightly shut, as if he wanted his other sense heightened somehow. But it was done for a different reason, one Kurt was now ready to experience. His eyes fluttered open to see it, the reaction he had waited years to see on the reciprocated of his affection. Love; pure and adored, mixed with bashful delight and Blaine's intoxicating smile and Kurt was overwhelmed with emotion. Totally unhinged, Kurt slumped down and only Blaine's quick reflexes stopped him from dropping to the ground.

Blaine knew exactly how to handle the delicate situation and held tightly to Kurt's shuddering body, giving Kurt the safety he needed. “Shh Kurt, it's okay... It's me... he isn't here... I'm not Travis...” he whispered softly.

Kurt didn't want to cry, not when there was so much to be grateful for. But even now the demons of his past threatened to overtake him. “I'm sorry... I don't know what's come over me...” he began to apologize.

Blaine placed his fingers gently over Kurt's lips, kissing him softly and then bringing Kurt's right hand up to kiss as well. Blaine then placed Kurt's hand over his heart, smiling warmly at the love of his life. “Feel that Kurt? That's my heart going crazy because I'm here with you. Let me help you chase your demons away. Don't let him win...” Blaine pleaded.

Kurt might never have any real closure when it came to Travis, so it was likely he would ever be fully forgotten. But as Kurt looked at Blaine, someone who loved him for real, emotional baggage and all, Kurt was finally able to let go. To figuratively start a new chapter of his life, where the love he saw in Blaine burned out Travis's cruel sneer and took its rightful place in the centre of Kurt's heart.

If all Blaine could do was replace Kurt's dark memories with bright ones, then he'd do that and all he could to help Kurt heal. From this point on and hopefully for the rest of their lives, Blaine hoped he'd get to prove just how much Kurt deserved to be loved. Armed with this new task, Blaine sighed and looked at Kurt with adoration, holding onto him with all of his might. Letting Kurt cry out his pain, stroking his back and making soothing sounds, giving Kurt the chance to release everything he had held in for far too long.

“Kurt, hey... it's okay, let it all out. I'm here, I'm real... this is really happening,” Blaine whispered in his ear.

It took a while but slowly Kurt's tears of remorse changed to ones of joy, all thanks to Blaine's warm presence. At first he hardly knew what to say, or do because this was all new ground for Kurt to cover. “I'd say I'm sorry for nearly trampling you... but we both know I'm really not,” he said cutely.

Blaine laughed, happy that Kurt could as well at this point. “I wasn't going to say anything along those lines, Kurt,” Blaine assured.

Kurt smiled back at Blaine lovingly. “What did you want to say?” Kurt prompted.

Blaine pulled them both into a standing position, still totally oblivious to the outside world and the heat of the summer. Blaine brought their heads together, not so they could kiss, but so they could stare deeply into each others eyes. “I love you,” Blaine breathed softly.

“I love you more,” Kurt replied.

“That's not possible,” Blaine teased.

“I beg to differ.”

“Can't we just call it a draw?”

Kurt smiled, letting out a cute little chuckle. “Alright, but only if I get to let my heart out first,” he requested.

“Go right ahead,” Blaine said.

Kurt took a long breath, letting it out slowly. “For the longest time I use to think love was dead. That wanting it would only lead to pain... and make me weak in consequence,” Kurt began as he ran his thumb across Blaine's bottom lip.

“I was ready to live my life out in solitude because I thought being alone was easier... and safer. I thought that coming to depend on anyone but myself was the worst thing I could do. But it wasn't, trying to convince myself I could live without you was. Right when I least expected it, there you were, someone who instantly pulled at me and challenged my newly forced moral code. I kept resisting the connection between us by going so deep into denial I thought I was immune to emotional attachment. Saying that I wasn't what you really wanted or needed and that I couldn't offer you anything in return. My heart was too broken, my ability to trust shattered and my walls too tightly around me to let emotion in again...” Kurt explained. “Still with me?” He teased.

Blaine laughed, trust Kurt to be able to use his wit to break tension. “Oh yeah, don't stop,” he urged.

“You slipped through my walls Blaine, like they weren't there at all and right from the start you reached out to the romantic in me. You pulled him out from the depths of despair and freed him from the prison I had trapped him in. Through your kindness he passed through the layers of emotion to break through to the surface. Which slowly made me realize, though it took a while since I'm stubborn as fuck, I was wrong to have cast him aside. I can't run from feelings anymore, not when embracing that part of me could have lead me straight to you,” Kurt finished.

“That was beautiful,” Blaine gushed.

Kurt rolled his eyes. “You really must love me because it sure sounded cheesy to me,” he said.

“Cheesy but straight from the heart.”

“Except the part where it sounds like I have multiple personality disorder or something. Which I swear I don't,” Kurt said playfully.

“I still get what you mean, how everyone has different parts of themselves which don't fit perfectly together,” Blaine replied.

“Well I'm ready to embrace the romantic in me, because then I'll have what I've always wanted...” Kurt said, making a face when the sentence didn't make much sense. “Wait no, shit, that's not right! I won't have everything; I can't put that much pressure on you, Blaine. You are not responsible for my happiness alone. It's just... before I met you and actually not until recently, I didn't know what I really wanted anymore...” Kurt muttered, struggling.

Blaine clasped the sides of Kurt's jaw, kissing him softly to help Kurt remain calm. “So what's changed then?” he offered.

“You were ready to offer me your heart right from the start Blaine, I see that now. It's a little late on my end... but I'm not scared to take it, not anymore,” Kurt confessed.

There was no helping it, Blaine couldn't take it anymore and he certainly couldn't hold his joy back for another second. Not when Kurt had never been so open with him, speaking right from the heart. “Oh fuck yeah!” Blaine boomed, his voice erupting through the neighbourhood.

“Blaine!” Kurt protested, but he started to laugh away at Blaine's excitement.

A car drove by, giving the would-be couple a judgment stare but Blaine just gave the onlooker a cheeky grin in response, waving at him as he drove by. Shouting had helped unleash some of his pent up energy but he still had surplus to spare. Blaine rushed forward, lifting Kurt clear off the ground and spinning him. Kurt's laughter was music to his ears and Blaine kissed him with so much passion the pair almost lost their balance.

“Fuck, I'm so happy!” Kurt exclaimed.

“Take it Kurt, take my heart! It's yours and it always has been. Since the moment when we first met,” Blaine urged.

“I will, just you watch!” Kurt assured. “I'll gladly give you my heart in return. Only do you even want it? It's not whole, not yet but I know it will start to heal once its in your loving care,” Kurt said, nearly stumbling over his words again.

“Shows what you know Kurt, I've already taken it. It was a risky heart transfer and the operation was touch and go for a while. But it's over now and I'd like to think it was a total success,” Blaine declared, puffing his chest up with pride.

Kurt let out a throaty laugh as he rushed forward and hugged Blaine, resting his head on his shoulder. “Oh, you're too cute!” he muttered.

“I'm glad you finally noticed,” Blaine told him playfully, already enjoying their banter.

No matter how happy a moment it was for Kurt, doubt was never far away. “But Blaine... how can you forgive me so easily? You need to realize I'm still a fucked up mess, I’m flawed and not only kept things from you... but... lied to you,” Kurt began.

Right before Kurt could begin to ramble, Blaine gave him a firm but loving look. “Do you love me?” He interrupted.

“Yes,” Kurt said without any hesitation.

“Do you want to be with me?”

“Yes.”

“Then that's all that really matters to me Kurt. How can I make you believe me?” Blaine asked.

Kurt hated to break the romantic mood but he couldn't put it off for any longer. “There are things you don't know Blaine...” he admitted.

“Oh I already know everything and it changes nothing,” Blaine scoffed.

At first Kurt frowned in confusion, not understanding what Blaine meant. Until he noted the mischievous look on Blaine's face and he sighed. “Sebastian?”

Blaine nodded with a chuckle, it always went back to the same person and Blaine had a feeling that would never change. “The very same.”

At the mention of Sebastian Kurt rolled his eyes. He'd never be able to pay his bastard of a friend back at this rate. He stepped back to give him and Blaine a bit of space but took hold of his hand to show he didn't want Blaine to go too far. “What did he tell you?”

“Pretty much everything; what happened to you five years ago with Travis,” Blaine explained.

“I'm amazed he remembered it all...” Kurt admitted, worrying that he'd warped the story somehow (either on purpose or by accident).

“Sebastian recorded your story on his phone, so I heard every word right from you. I'm sorry I listened to it... but I couldn't stop myself,” Blaine apologized.

Kurt shook his head, “You don't need to apologize. I should have told you... you deserved to hear it more than Sebastian.”

“That's what he said,” Blaine admitted with a small chuckle.

“When was this exactly?” Kurt questioned, wanting to understand how Sebastian came into the picture.

“He showed up at my doorstep yesterday, which was quite the surprise. He told me how you two were never a couple and played the recording,” Blaine explained.

There had to more to it than that, Kurt hardly knew how Blaine could act like finding out what Kurt had done was no big deal. “I lied to you Blaine, I let you think I was with Sebastian. How can you forgive me so easily?” He whispered.

“Because I was so fucking relieved, I wanted to be with you that much,” Blaine answered.

“But-”

Blaine knew he couldn't leave it at that, or Kurt would never let it go himself. “Kurt, hearing your story doesn't make what you did alright. But none of it, even lying to me, was done to hurt me and there's nothing you can say to change my mind. I'm hardly innocent either, I wasn't honest with you. I kept my feelings hidden and let my mind go crazy with theories. If I had been more honest with you then I bet you wouldn't have had to lie to me like that,”

“But I still did and I know I hurt you,” Kurt countered.

“Yes you did, but like I just said... it was never intentionally done. I know you still don't believe me but please try Kurt, do it for me... for us. Believe me when I say I can look past the choices we've both made since we met. Because it still brought us to here; where we're no longer afraid to admit how much we mean to each other.”

“How are you even real?” Kurt asked in amazement.

“I'm far from perfect Kurt, I simply love you too much to let any of our mistakes keep us apart. I want to be with you, because I love you,” Blaine said. “So I knew I had to tell you how I felt, before anyone else could...”

“Sebastian doesn't love me, we're just friends,” Kurt assured.

“And I'll keep telling that myself until I believe it. This isn't about trust either, just so you know. It's just... from my perspective, I don't know how anyone could not fall for you,” Blaine replied.

“I would ask if we could forget everything but I don't want to. Not when amongst all of the drama and angst there were still happy moments, full of you,” Kurt said.

“I think what we really need to do is learn to forgive ourselves,” Blaine suggested.

“That sounds like good advice to me,” Kurt agreed.

They kissed again, slow and tender, making yet another memory to treasure.

“I love you so much, Kurt,” Blaine breathed.

Kurt believed him, finally. “And I look forward to proving just how much I love you, Blaine. Starting from this moment and I hope... for a long time to come,” Kurt gushed.

Blaine laughed, gathering Kurt up in his arms and kissed him. “Am I ever glad that Sebastian wanted to fuck me. Or else we might have never met!” Blaine exclaimed.

“Don't remind me...” Kurt groaned.

Blaine's playfully kissed Kurt's neck. “I'd be happy to distract you...” he murmured.

Sebastian wasn't the only one who could get Kurt's motor running without much effort, but the difference was how their emotional connection only amplified their young libidos. It was very easy for Kurt to respond to Blaine's touch and to go so far to push his hips against Blaine's. The friction from their rubbing groins caused Blaine to let out a quiet moan. What ended up breaking the intense sexual tension between the pair wasn't a certain someone showing up at the worst possible moment. It was a bead of sweat trailing down Kurt's forehead and dripping onto Blaine's nose. Causing them both to laugh and remember how they were outside and still very much out in the open.

“You know, I'm all for embracing new things but having sex in your front yard is a bit much,” Blaine announced.

Kurt doubted things would have escalated that far but he couldn't say that for sure. “Let's head inside for whatever happens next?” Kurt suggested.

Walking hand in hand with fingers laced, Blaine and Kurt nearly skipped over to the still open front door to Kurt's house. Blaine urged Kurt inside and as soon as the door was closed behind them the young men came together once more. Kissing Kurt Hummel the boyfriend was very different than making out with Kurt Hummel the friend. Not that they had said that's what they wanted to become but voicing that desire would only be a matter of time.

“Fuck, I want you so bad,” Blaine admitted through his moaning.

“Couch now!” Kurt growled.

“I love it when you get all bossy,” Blaine muttered as they both tumbled onto the couch.

Caught up in moment, both boys crashed onto the couch and barely evaded bouncing onto the floor if not for their tight grip on one another. Blaine came to rest on top of Kurt, hovering over him for a second before landing a demanding kiss on his mouth, their legs getting tangled up in the process. Starting their very first make out session where the duo found no need to hold themselves back, giving into the experience as they rutted their bodies together in a fit of passion.

“Can we... talk later?” Kurt muttered through their kisses.

“Less talk more smooching,” Blaine snarled.

Kurt was happy to oblige, but he realized things would soon reached orgasmic levels all the same if they didn't stop and cool down, but it was easier said than done. “As much as I'm enjoying myself... I don't just want this to be about sex for us,” Kurt admitted through panting breaths.

Blaine didn't show any signs of letting up, when normally he'd be the first one to admit they were in over their heads. Blaine didn't want his first introduction to Kurt's parents to be for them to walk in on him and Kurt resorting to frottage on the couch. But like when they had kissed before, once they started it was never easy to stop, no matter what situation they found themselves in.

“It won't be, this about me wanting to make love to you, Kurt,” Blaine whispered in his ear. Hoping that would do the trick and make Kurt want to move things to the bedroom. Where they could barricade the door if need be.

“You have a very enticing proposition,” Kurt whispered as he kissed Blaine over and over again.

But Blaine and Kurt never got the chance to move things to a more private setting, because they didn't hear the door swing open until it was too late and they were caught read handed, or rather, red lipped from kissing.

“I really hope that's Blaine, Kurt,” Burt suddenly announced from behind.

Yet again the pair of would be lovers never got the chance to respond, Sebastian, with his usual uncanny timing stepped into the room behind Burt and answered the question for them.

“That's the culprit alright. Hi guys, didn't waste any time I see,” Sebastian remarked.

Kurt didn't bother to give either his dad or Sebastian any satisfaction in coming across his and Blaine's comprising situation. For one thing he didn't have any regrets and this time even his father couldn't make him be overcome with embarrassment, which made it easier to recover. Instead Kurt unwound himself from Blaine's embrace, sat up and fixed his tousled hair. He looked to Blaine and saw he was having a hard time keeping his composure like Kurt had managed. Instead Blaine had a big sheepish grin on his face and he couldn't even bring himself to look at Burt. Kurt chuckled and nudged him playfully with his elbow, but it brought no reaction.

“How you two have such perfect timing I'll never know... maybe I'm cursed,” Kurt commented.

“I'd tone it down a bit and take Blaine out on a real date before you guys go there,” Burt warned.

Sebastian began to snicker. “Oh, if you only knew,” he announced with amusement.

Kurt glared at Sebastian, giving him his most menacing look to warn him to keep quiet or he'd face Kurt's vengeance if he dared to try.

Blaine finally got brave enough to look Burt in the eye and he felt himself begin to sweat and the temperature outside wasn't the reason. “Your dad has a point, Kurt,” Blaine admitted.

Kurt sighed and stood up, “It's a good idea Dad, thanks. But can we just... let this drop for now? I promise we'll come back and have a proper introduction after the date,” Kurt requested.

“Don't promise that... knowing you two, you guys will just want to fuck and forget it,” Sebastian pointed out.

“Quiet you,” Kurt hissed.

“Get going then, before I come to my senses,” Burt replied, but his tone was relaxed (much to Blaine's relief).

Kurt smiled at his dad and patted his shoulder lightly in thanks, then he took hold of both Blaine's and Sebastian's arms and half dragged them out of the living room and back outside. He wished he could have changed but he wasn't about to take them both to his bedroom, no matter that he had no plans to do anything sexual there.

“So is it a done deal then? Am I free of you?” Sebastian asked Kurt.

Kurt just smiled at him innocently and all of a sudden slapped Sebastian clear across the jaw; in the same spot Blaine had punched him the day before. Blaine gaped at the act of violence and Sebastian was equally shocked but didn't react. Kurt then kissed Sebastian's cheek lightly.

“Sorry, I had to do that,” Kurt said smartly.

“What, is there a bulls-eye on my jawline?” Sebastian muttered.

“Punch me back if feel like it,” Kurt offered.

Just when Kurt thought Sebastian would only give his usual indifferent shrug and say Kurt wasn't worth his time, he landed a surprise blow. Square in Kurt's stomach, sending him staggered back more from shock than physical force. Kurt barely managed to grab onto Blaine's shoulders to stop him from going for Sebastian.

“Blaine, wait, stop! I told him to do it!” Kurt half shouted, making himself remain calm (before the noise could alert his dad).

“Doesn't mean he should have!” Blaine grumbled but he finally relaxed, but Kurt didn't let go just to be safe.

“I didn't hit him that hard, Blaine,” Sebastian snapped.

“It's true,” Kurt agreed. “So is that enough or do we need to resort to more violence?” Kurt asked.

“No, we're good, I'm more into verbal fighting anyway. I'll leave you to go on your date or whatever,” Sebastian shrugged. “Wait, can you go get my stuff? I'm not going back in there so your dad can lay his share of punches.”

“Okay hold on,” Kurt groaned and he ran back inside and out of sight, leaving Blaine and Sebastian alone.

“I take it your plan worked?” Sebastian Blaine asked casually.

“Yes, no thanks to you, which is how I like it,” Blaine said.

“Then I hope you realize Kurt was never mine and I was never his.”

“I do now.”

“Good, ‘cause my work is over.”

“You were never hired in the first place,” Kurt pointed out as he came back outside and placed Sebastian's bags on the ground. “There, your belongings sir, have been returned to you. You can take the car rental back and head home now, don't continue to slum for our sakes,” Kurt said.

“Can't leave yet, I have a hot date tonight,” Sebastian explained.

Kurt rolled his eyes. “Whatever, just stay away from us,” Kurt grumbled.

“For good or just while we're all in Ohio?” Sebastian questioned.

“This isn't goodbye Sebastian, not by a long shot,” Kurt assured him.

“Too bad,” Sebastian replied smugly.

At first Sebastian acted like he intended to leave without saying another cocky remark but his friends knew better than to expect that much from him. Ignoring his luggage, Sebastian strolled over to Kurt and slipped something into his hand. “My final gift, use it well and remember to invite me to the wedding,” he taunted.

Kurt held up the item for him and Blaine to inspect, which was a card key to a local hotel. “Bite me!” Kurt threw back.

True to their nature Sebastian's response was to hold up his arm and give Kurt the finger, finally grabbing his things and driving off.

Once he was gone for sure Kurt pocketed the card, unsure what he'd do about Sebastian's 'gift' but such decisions could wait. He had far more important things to tend to, mainly Blaine. And Kurt was fine to let that part of his life change.

“Now... about that date...” Kurt said with a playful smile.

________________________________________________________________________

For all their leaping into the unknown, when Blaine and Kurt were faced with going on their first official date, neither knew what to do with themselves. Their attempts to keep things light and romantic only brought them back to what they really wanted to do (and what positions they wanted to do them in). But since they were in The Lima Bean, a coffee shop Kurt had visited when he still lived in Ohio, there was no such luck.

It got so bad that Kurt started to wish the biscotti Blaine was dipping into his coffee and putting in his mouth afterwards was his cock. “Blaine, when drinking coffee becomes this much of a turn on, I think it's a sign,” Kurt admitted.

Blaine knew the feeling, the way Kurt had been licking whip cream off his fingertips a second ago was downright sensual. “I feel like I should be nervous but I'm just sexually frustrated,” Blaine admitted.

Kurt's reaction to Blaine's confession was one of relief. “Oh thank god, so am I! I already know how fucked up I am emotionally. But I've never done this part before. Going out on an actual date. But when the moment’s finally come... all I can think about is the many naughty things I want to do to you...”

“We've been doing everything backwards haven't we?” Blaine asked with a light sigh.

“It sure seems like it to me but then, I've always found you attractive. Only now that I'm finally able to admit I love you as well, it's brought on an interesting combination. Good thing that I still don't give a fuck,” Kurt said.

“How about you give them to me then? As we do have a hotel room waiting for us...”

It was a corny joke but Kurt still laughed, proving how much adored his date. “I'm tempted to... only, I should warn you, the romantic in me normally isn't the put out on the first date kind of guy,” Kurt teased.

“Good thing he's only a part of you then, one I already love but... I'm just as crazy about the snarky side of you too. I bet he's an animal in the sac,” Blaine dished back.

“You were there for the threesome Blaine, you know he... or rather, that I am.”

“Then I can hardly wait till I get you alone.”

“How about we go to the hotel where we won't have to worry about remaining tame?” Kurt said.

“Why aren't we driving there already?” Blaine said with urgency.

That was a good question and for once, the answer was easy to determine. All it took was for Kurt to look at Blaine and to know they were both thinking the same thing. Without any further ado, the boys scrambled up from the table and nearly raced one another to the car. As soon as their seatbelts were both strapped on the urgent lovers were equally raring to go. Until Kurt remembered there was one thing they couldn't do without.

“What's wrong?” Blaine asked reluctantly, noticing Kurt's apparent hesitation.

“Nothing's wrong, we just need to take a detour first,” Kurt explained.

“Okay... where to?” Blaine asked.

Just the fact that Blaine didn't protest or even question why Kurt suddenly needed to prolong celebrating their union made Kurt feel truly lucky. “I don't know about you but unlike Sebastian, I don't keep an emergency supply of condoms and lube on hand. I'm also not about to ask the hotel if they supply such things either,” Kurt said playfully.

Blaine smirked, “Oh right, good thing you remembered... now that I think about it... we don't have anything like a change of clothes either...” he muttered. “Should we stop by your place?”

“No! I'll come out of the hotel tomorrow dressed in the same outfit with pride, Blaine,” Kurt scoffed.

“God I love you,” Blaine cooed.

As soon as the needed supplies were purchased (along with toothbrush and toothpaste because of course Blaine would think of that) the pair was off once more. Back on track and anxious to let their physical urges take over, Blaine and Kurt soon arrived at their destination. It had to be the fanciest hotel Lima had to offer and it was surprisingly swanky.

Kurt offered to check in on his own, assuring Blaine that it had nothing to do with wanting to hide their intentions. After Blaine told Kurt he was adorable and to make it quick, Kurt headed up the front desk. Only he ended up taking longer that Blaine would have expected, but again, there was no cause for alarm.

“What kept you?” Blaine asked when Kurt returned.

Kurt's body language was calm as he took hold of Blaine's arm, leading them towards the elevators. “Hmm? Oh I just had some changes to make because I still don't trust Sebastian. For all we know he could be waiting up in the room, ready to talk us into another threeway. So I had the hotel switch our room, refund his payment and I paid for the room myself. Thus giving us one less thing to owe him for,” Kurt explained.

Again, Blaine was glad Kurt always seemed to be ahead of the game (at least when it came to Sebastian). “I hope you'll let me pay for half of the cost... because I want this to be an even partnership for us,” he insisted.

“I thought you could pay me back in other ways... but sure. As long as you can wait until tomorrow for me to give you my bank account info,” Kurt sassed.

“My boyfriend, the giver,” Blaine gushed, only for his smile to fall because he was jumping the gun a bit with the statement.

But Kurt wasn't about to let Blaine doubt their relationship, “Don't regret saying it Blaine, even if we haven't voiced it yet. As far as I'm concerned, it's already a done deal.”

Blaine let out a little sigh of relief, grateful that for once there was no risk of dramatics overtaking them. “Good, let's save that talk till we're good and spent? 'Cause all I want to do right now is make you feel good... in the best possible way I can,” Blaine said in a sensual tone.

Kurt smirked at his paramour seductively, pausing to take the 'Do Not Disturb' sign and place it on the outside door. He advanced on Blaine, who met him half way between the door and the bed and they finally came together at last. The first kiss shared between the two was electrifying. Kurt bit the bottom of Blaine's lip playfully, making sure to not put too much pressure with the bite. Blaine shuddered with pleasure as he ran his hands underneath Kurt's tank top, stroking the small of his back.

“Now I’m suddenly am thankful for the summer heat; way less layers to peel off of you,” Blaine whispered.

Kurt actually snorted in response though he hardly felt inclined to feel embarrassed, not with how Blaine was sucking on his neck. Only no matter how hard he tried, Kurt's new vow to act responsible and mature was never far from his mind.

“Blaine, hold on a second,” he stuttered.

If it weren't for Kurt noticing Blaine's immediate reaction to the request and kissing him to put him at ease, Blaine would have grown concerned.

“I just need to tell my dad I won't be coming home tonight, or he might worry,” Kurt explained.

Blaine rolled his eyes, albeit playfully. “Oh, I doubt that,” he teased.

As much as Kurt was enjoying the fact that he could now kiss Blaine whenever he wanted, that honour wasn't making it easy for Kurt to do the right thing. “Don't worry, knowing us we'll make up any lost time real quick,” he said.

Blaine relented and released Kurt; he chose to use the little break to their advantage by opening up the box of condoms they had recently purchased.

Luckily thanks to the advanced in technology Kurt didn’t have to directly call him, sending off a text message instead.

Don't wait up for me tonight, Dad.

Wasn't expecting to kid, but you better show up tomorrow.

We will.

Kurt didn't wait to see if his dad would bother to reply, because there was something else he thought to do. “You know... we better inform Sebastian about our room change, just in case he has something up his sleeve...” Kurt said as he sent off a text to the man in question.

Changed the hotel room, altered security, just so yah know.

“I actually think this time he's really leaving us alone,” Blaine admitted.

“For now anyway,” Kurt added with a smirk.

Sebastian might not have been lying in wait in a hotel room but he still always needed to have the last word. By the time he chose to reply to Kurt's message Kurt was already in Blaine's arms and straddling him on the edge of the bed. Kurt growled in protest when he felt his phone vibrate in his back pocket and he had half a mind to just ignore it.

“See what he sent, Kurt.” Blaine urged.

“Why? I'm done thinking about that self-adsorbed jackass... I want my sole focus to be on you and you alone right now, Blaine,” Kurt murmured.

“After you read the text, turn your phone off and we can forget about anyone else,” Blaine suggested.

Kurt sighed but didn't argue with Blaine, since that would truly be pointless. So he brought out his phone, which wasn't easy with Blaine having settled his attention (and his mouth) on Kurt's collarbone, and he let out a small groan.

“Was that groan because of me or Sebastian?” Blaine asked.

“Both, look,” Kurt said as he held out his phone.

Blaine squinted his eyes so he could read the text message and he broke out into muffled laughter at what was written there.

You're finally learning Kurt. Fuck Blaine's brains out.

Meanwhile Kurt, who had already put his roommate out of his mind, pushed Blaine gently down to lie on the bed. Unbuttoning the two buttons of his polo shirt and pulling the garment up over his head; fortunately Blaine had also dressed light for the summer.

“I think that sounds like a fun idea,” he agreed.

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When Kurt made the attempt to send a snarky text in response Sebastian knew what that meant. “About time, Hummel,” he said out loud to no one in particular.

Situated in front of his parked rental car, Sebastian looked at the building in front of him and the unimpressive neon sign where the words 'Scandals' were lit up. “Now to tend to my own needs,” he said and strolled inside.

Lima's gay bar was dark, dirty and the complete opposite of Feelings and most of all it certainly wasn't very scandalous. Good thing he was there to meet someone, because by his first judgment the cut inside the place was seriously lacking. As Sebastian made his way to the bar he heard the usual wolf whistles and approving comments; he ignored them all. He attention was already focused on the attractive male sitting at the bar. When Sebastian's presence was noticed by the piece of eye candy he grinned at him playfully.

They'd met the night before at a party when Sebastian had gone slumming and he'd instantly used his talents to land a date with him. He certainly was a looker, with a smoking body to go with it so it was no surprise that Sebastian would instantly want him. Already fully into his seductive mode, Sebastian wasted no time laying on the charm. “Thanks for waiting,” he said smugly.

The young man's attractive grin only widened, and he ordered them both drinks. “I was starting to wonder if you'd show,” he admitted.

Sebastian let out a throaty laugh, he'd intentional showed up twenty minuets late of course. Since his date had passed the first test, Sebastian rewarded him with a passionate kiss. “I wouldn't miss this for the world...” he declared. “You're one lucky bastard...” Sebastian paused to kiss him once more, “...Travis.”

But the man in question was too focused on pleasure to see the devious grin on Sebastian's face.