That afternoon when lessons were over Kurt grabbed his coat off the rack and walked out towards his car. Blaine was going to be in meetings until later that afternoon, so he decided to take the opportunity and go shopping with Mercedes, more specifically shirt shopping, not that he actually needed them, but he had his motives.

The drive to the mall was quiet, apart from the buzz of the radio in the background. Kurt smiled to himself when Love on Top began playing just as he parked up.                                                                                                 

The mall was surprisingly empty considering the time of day; Kurt went into Starbucks, ordered his usual and sat down by the window which provided the perfect view for people watching. He had to refrain himself from laughing when he spotted a small dark haired boy sporting unruly hair and a bowtie, the child reminded him so much of Blaine. A figure suddenly blocked the view; he looked up to see Mercedes outside enthusiastically smiling down at him. He took a last sip of his drink, waved goodbye to the cashier then met Mercedes outside.

‘You ready?’ Mercedes asked, taking Kurt by the arm.

‘Sure, I need shirts.’ Kurt looked to his left to see Mercedes grinning at him.

‘What is so funny?’ Kurt snapped taking Mercedes by surprise.

‘Hey, don’t snap at me Hummel, I was just smiling, nothing wrong with that.’ Mercedes replied, still smiling.

‘I’m sorry, it’s just... I don’t know.’ Kurt sighed and was pulled to a stop my Mercedes.

‘Kurt, you know you can talk to me about anything right? Anything.’  She reassured Kurt.

‘I know Mercedes, thanks, it’s…’ Kurt led them over to some seats.

‘Would this have something to do with Mr Anderson, the teacher who you don’t like but think is cute?’ Mercedes looked at Kurt who had a small smile on his face, just at the mention of Blaine.

Now everybody asks me why I'm smiling out from ear to ear

‘Maybe, hey don’t give me that look! It’s complicated.’ As much as Kurt wanted to tell Mercedes about Blaine, he honestly didn’t know what to say, were they friends, or just colleagues?

‘How complicated can it be, you’ve known the guy for what two days? Wait has he done something to you Kurt?’ Mercedes felt like Kurt was hiding something.

‘Okay, I’m going to tell you once. Promise not to tell anyone? Especially Rachel, you know what she’s like.’ Mercedes nodded a little bit over enthusiastically.

‘Blaine- Mr Anderson. He has curly hair, I had to resist running my hands through it and his eyes they’re amazing, like gold and green and he wears...wait for it BOWTIES. Anyway, he’s really good with the children; it feels like I’ve known him for ages, I really like him and he’s gay so I guess that’s an improvement!’ Kurt decided not to tell Mercedes about the whole situation with Lacy.

‘He sounds really great Kurt, you seem happier than I’ve seen you in ages. I’ll have to thank him for that.’ She wasn’t convinced Kurt was telling her everything, but grateful that he had confided in her.

‘The best part, we hugged.’ Kurt beamed.

‘What! How did that happen, you know what I mean.’ Mercedes asked.

‘Well, he was really late to class today, so as thanks for looking after the class he hugged me, simple as that.’ Kurt stood up from where they were sitting, dragging Mercedes up with him.

After dropping Mercedes home Kurt made his way to his room, placing his coat and shopping bags on the bed. The shopping trip had been a success, returning with four shirts, two long sleeved and two short sleeved, both were tight enough to outline his arms and chest.  

Whilst packing away the purchases the beginning notes to Pocket Full of Sunshine began to sound from his coat.

That's not my... wait, did I?

Kurt picked up his coat and discovered the source of the music; he took the iPhone out of the pocket and read the screen.

Called ID – Home

‘Hello?’ He answered.

‘Who’s this?’ The voice at the other end said, Kurt instantly recognized it, heartbeat fastening slightly.

‘Erm Blaine? Its Kurt, how come I have your phone.’ He asked, pacing around his room.

‘Thank God, Kurt I thought I’d lost my phone forever! You must have picked up the wrong jacket when you left. I came out of the meeting and tried putting what I thought was my coat, but it’s too long on the sleeves and well you’re the only other adult in the room so I figured it was yours.’ Blaine was in his apartment, also pacing up and down.

‘Oh, right. I hadn’t even realized sorry. Do you want me to drop it to the school or somewhere?’ Kurt picked up the coat with his free hand and inhaled the scent of Blaine. Ohmygod, Marc Jacobs –Rain, I love it.

‘No, it’s okay, I don’t really need it. Wait, Kurt can you do one thing for me?’ Blaine hoped Kurt wouldn’t cut him off.

‘Yeah sure, what did you want?’ Kurt was curious, what did Blaine want?

‘Can you go to my contacts and text Wes for me and tell him that I can’t make it tonight. You might want to explain the whole missing phone situation to him. Oh my passcode is 1987.’ Blaine held his breath as he waited for a response.

‘No problem Blaine. Have a good evening.’ Kurt replied.

‘Thank You Kurt, so much you’re literally a lifesaver. See you tomorrow.’ Blaine responded, and then ended the call.

Kurt looked down at the phone, unlocked it. Huh, 1987, wonder what the relevance to that is? He scrolled down the contact list, who on earths Sebastian, Nick and Jeff? He finally found Wes.

Hi Wes,

This is Kurt Hummel, I don’t know if Blaine has mentioned me? Anyway, I picked up the wrong coat, which turned out was his, with his phone. He phoned me to ask me to text you to say that he can’t make it tonight. Have a good evening.

Kurt –

Kurt put the phone on his bedside table and continued to pack away his new shirts. Around twenty minutes later Blaine’s phone vibrated on the bedside table. Kurt quickly stopped what he was doing, jumped on the bed and picked up the phone.

1 new message – Wes

Hi, so you must be the infamous Kurt!

Thanks for letting me know, he’s always losing things.

Take care of Blaine. Hope to see you one day.

Wes

Infamous Kurt? Does that mean he talks about me?

Kurt read over the text three times to make sure he was reading it correctly.

It’s been two days and I’m being called ‘infamous’ I wonder what else he’s said about me?

He stared down at the phone for several minutes, hand shaking slightly, contemplating whether or not to read Blaine’s conversations with Wes. After much contemplating he decided just to look at one, there’s no harm in reading just one, surely?

Kurt scrolled up to texts from the day before.

From: Blaine

Wes! Help me; I don’t know what to do. Please reply.

From Wes

Blaine, what is it now? I know you're going through a tough time, but I can only take so much of your moping. Please don’t tell me you’re considering taking him back, after all he put you through?

From Blaine

Wes, me and Sebastian are over. I thought you promised never to bring him up again. Anyway, my new class assistant came today. He’s called Kurt... Wes, he is so cute and stunning, his hair and oh his eyes... But he’s a student. But I really like him. I know you’ll think I’m being stupid, but what do I do?

From Wes

As your friend I recommend you think seriously about what you are getting yourself into. But I can’t stop you Blaine.

Follow your heart.

See you tomorrow

Kurt stopped reading the texts there and then, put the phone back down and just sat on his bed, staring into space, thinking.

Follow your heart.