He was originally supposed to close with Finn, but Rachel called, and they were on the phone for an hour, being all lovey-dovey, making Kurt sick to his stomach, so he ended up kicking Finn out for the night. Finn didn't seem too heartbroken; he practically ran over a fire hydrant while leaving (most likely rushing over to Rachel's).

Kurt couldn't blame him, of course. Young love was a powerful feeling, and whether it was as strong as Rachel and Finn's or as simple as Brittany and Artie's was, love wasn't something you can toy with.

Leaning against the sink, Kurt sighed, remembering what it felt like to be in love. It seemed so long ago, but in fact, it was only a year. It was like he walked on water; nothing could touch him. Well, almost nothing.

Jumping at the sound of his name, Kurt screamed, turning to the voice.

"Sorry! Jeez, I'm sorry. I didn't mean to scare you."

Kurt squinted his eyes as the voice came closer, walking into the light. "Blaine? Shit, I almost jumped out of my skin!"

"Sorry. I didn't mean to." Blaine winced apologetically.

"What are you doing here?" Kurt demanded.

Blaine stepped closer, watching out for utensils on the floor Kurt missed to pick up. "I wanted to see you." Kurt turned his back to Blaine, washing turning the water on in the sink. "The other day, when you ran out after I told you I was gay . . . what was that all about?"

"Just forget about it, okay?" Kurt offered, moving past Blaine to pick up on the tools, bringing them back to the sink, washing them.

"I don't want to forget it, Kurt. I thought, I don't know, I thought we were becoming friends, ya know? I also kinda thought you were . . . too . . . ya know?"

"Gay?" Kurt answered. "Well, I'll have you know, I am gay, Blaine."

"So why the big deal? We were fine up until I told you."

"Look, it's complicated, okay?"

"How? Are you not out yet?"

"No. I mean, yes, I'm out. I have been for years."

"So why!"

"I said it was complicated!" Kurt shouted.

Blaine stepped closer, almost close enough to touch. "That may be true, Kurt, but no matter how complicated, pushing someone away isn't the answer. Now, I didn't come here to cause trouble. I just wanted . . . I don't know. I wanted to tell you, if you ever needed a friend, I'm here." Turning away, Blaine made his way to the exit. "Goodnight, Kurt." With that said, Blaine left the auto shop, leaving Kurt alone with his thoughts.

Leaning over then sink, Kurt looked in, seeing his reflection in water. Sighing angrily, Kurt splashed it away, before throwing one of the wrenches across the room in a loud bang.