By Friday night Tom was still not home.  He had called a few times to check in with Tracy but he didn't want to talk to Blaine.  Kurt wanted to help distract him so he decided that the two of them were going to have their first official movie night.  There were plenty of weekends in the past that they would spend watching movies together, but Kurt wanted to make this one special.  While Blaine was at practice on Friday, Kurt and Burt went to the grocery store and got popcorn and Blaine's favorite type of candy: Twix. 

When Blaine got there nothing was out of the ordinary.  Burt had made them mac n cheese for dinner and then Kurt and Blaine went into the living room to watch their first movie while Burt went into the office.

"Which one do you want to watch first?"

"How about Singin' In The Rain?"

"Sure!" Kurt happily popped the disc in the DVD player and went to sit next to Blaine on the couch.  There was a good inch or two between the boys and Blaine was particularly aware of this.  As the movie got into the plot Kurt settled into the couch a little more and the space between them closed.  Their legs were pressed up against each other and their shoulders would brush every time either one of them moved.  Blaine felt the butterflies in his stomach start.

Kurt had his hand sitting on his thigh and Blaine couldn't remember if that's how he always sat or not.  All he knew is that he really wanted to reach over and take Kurt's hand, which, on any night before this week would have been a normal gesture between the two of them, but now it felt almost too intimate.  Blaine couldn't stop running his mom's words through his head about how they were so good for each other and would be good together.

Blaine decided to just go for it.  He was going to reach over and take Kurt's hand.  He began counting down from seven in his head but when he got to zero his hand didn't move like he had planned.  Blaine counted down three more times before Kurt was the only to reach over and take Blaine's hand.  He looked over and Kurt was smiling up at him.  Blaine relaxed and twisted to lay back into the corner of the couch never letting go of Kurt's hand. 

After a few minutes Kurt let go and leaned back against Blaine using his shoulder as a pillow.

"Are  you okay like this?"

"Ya. I'm fine." Blaine kept hoping that Kurt wouldn't be able to hear how fast his heart was pounding.  He could feel his palms sweating but didn't want to start wiping them off in front of Kurt, so he sneakily found a way to use the blanket on the back of the couch to wipe them off before he reached back down for Kurt's hand.

Although he didn't turn to look at him again, he could tell that Kurt was smiling again.  Blaine barely paid any attention to the rest of the movie because he felt like his senses were in a heightened state instantly noticing how it felt each time Kurt would brush his thumb over his knuckles, or each time Kurt would move a little and be touching Blaine just a tad more.

By the end of the movie Kurt had moved and adjusted so many times that he was completely on his side resting his head on Blaine's chest.  Their intertwined fingers lay on the other side of Blaine so Kurt's arm was draped over his waist.  At some point towards the end of the movie Kurt's eyes had closed and he fell asleep.

Even though the credits started rolling Blaine didn't get up to change the movie.  He smiled down and Kurt and gently started to run his fingers through Kurt's hair.  It was a lot softer than it looked, and he was lucky Kurt was asleep or his hand would have been slapped away for messing it all up.  Eventually, Blaine felt his eyes grow heavy.  He couldn't even open them again after he blinked, and soon he was asleep too.

Burt went into the living room to tell Blaine his mom was there to pick him up when he saw them on the couch together.  They had shifted so they were lying next to each other, although, Kurt still had his face tucked where Blaine's shoulder and neck met.  The boys had had plenty of sleepovers before but Burt had never seen them look so intimate yet natural, like they were meant to be together like this.  Before Burt woke them up he ran to the kitchen and grabbed the camera out of the drawer and snapped a quick picture of them.  When they're older, whether they're together or not, they would each want a copy of that photo.  But for now Burt wouldn't tell them that he took it; there was too much risk putting that sort of pressure on them to be together.

Burt knelt down next to the couch and gave Blaine's shoulder a gentle shake.  He heard the quick inhale of breath before his eyes slowly popped open. Blaine looked over at Kurt sleeping next to him and smiled before he even realized that Burt was right there watching him.

"Hey, kiddo, your mom is here to pick you up."

"Okay, let me just get my stuff."  Blaine felt awkward trying to get out from under Kurt's arm without waking him while Burt watched, but he didn't really have a choice.  Just as Blaine got out Kurt began to stir and woke up just to time to see the Burt and Blaine walking towards the front door.

"Wait."

They turned around and Blaine met Kurt's eyes.  "Um... thanks for coming over."

"Of course." Blaine looked up at Burt, "Thanks for having me, Burt."

"You know you're always welcome around here, kid."

Kurt walked up to Blaine and pulled him into an awkward hug before he turned and started towards his bedroom.

After Blaine had left with him mom Burt went upstairs to talk to Kurt.  He knocked lightly on his bedroom door and entered when he heard Kurt's welcome.

"Did you and Blaine have fun tonight?"

"I fell asleep during the movie, but I would think so.  Thanks for everything today, Dad."

"No problem."  Burt sat down on the edge of Kurt's bed and looked over and him sheepishly.  Kurt caught on straight away and a knot twisted in his stomach as he tried to think of all the things that could be bothering his dad.  "So... has Blaine heard from his Dad yet?"

"Nope."

"And is he okay with that?"

"We haven't really talked a lot about it. I think he just wants to get it off his mind.  That's why I had a movie night tonight, so he could at least concentrate on something else."

"You're a really good friend, Kurt."

Kurt let out a heavy sigh, "Thanks, Dad."

"What's wrong?"

Kurt closed his eyes while he searched for the right words, "I think I like Blaine, Dad. As more than a friend. But I don't want to ruin our friendship because what we have is really special and I know that and I can't ruin it but then nights like tonight happen and I just think well maybe but I can't let myself go there I just can't."  Kurt's words came out as one long string of noise that Burt had to pull apart and process in his mind.

"Hang on. Let's slow it down and talk about this. So, you like Blaine? As more than a friend?" Kurt hesitated before giving a sight nod. "But you aren't going to say anything because you don't want to ruin your friendship?" Another nod. "Then you lost me. Something about tonight?"

"Ya, well, tonight we were watching the movie and it just felt different. Like we were hanging out as more than friends. And then I grabbed his hand, like I have a million times, but I liked it, Dad. I didn't want it to end.  And the next thing I knew I was leaning on his shoulder and we fell asleep and well.  Is it weird to say it just felt... right?"

Burt smiled at Kurt before he scooted to lay down next to him on his bed.  "It's not weird at all, bud.  That's what it feels like when you are with someone you like. It's perfectly normal."

"Even if he is my best friend?"

"He's Blaine.  You two have been acting like this since you were eight.  You have to admit that you have never really had a normal friendship." Kurt had thought about it.  That's what made his so confused about his feelings because how was he supposed to differentiate between the feelings of liking someone and his feelings for Blaine. Were they any different?  "Have you ever stopped to think that maybe he has feelings for you, too?"

"There's no way."

"I wouldn't be so sure."  Burt stood up with a wink and tucked Kurt into bed before leaving to go back to the living room.

Kurt wasn't sure to make of Burt.  He had this way of always bringing stuff up and then leaving before he answers any of the questions.  Kurt let out a huff of frustration before rolling over and grabing his phone to quickly text Blaine.  Thanks for coming over tonight. Sorry I ended up using you as a human pillow. Sweet dreams.  He watched anxiously waiting for the screen on the front of his phone to light up.  He even ended up laying his phone over his closed eyes hoping the light would wake him up when Blaine responded.  Ten minutes later the slipped out of his light sleep to see that Blaine had replied.  No need to apologize, that's what friends do. We use each other ;P I had a great time. Hopefully I will see you tomorrow :)

Kurt rolled over and fell asleep with a smile on his face.

Blaine felt like he was pulling himself in two different directions.  The first was a very clear path telling him that he was only 12 years old, he had just figured out who he was, his dad won't even stay in the same house as him, and, therefore, he cannot have a relationship right now; he isn't ready.  But then Blaine remembers what Kurt's hand felt like in his watching the movie, or how natural it felt for them to fall asleep next to each other and he can't help but want that.  With a groan, Blaine flipped over and buried his face in his pillow.  Do people even date at this age? He didn't want to be one of those kids who dates in middle school, and then they regret it later on.

Blaine tossed and turned all night never truly reaching a solid sleep.  By the time morning came around his body felt sore and his eyes burned.  He walked into the kitchen where Tracy sat reading the newspaper and drinking her coffee.

"Hey, sweetie, how are you?" Blaine grunted in response.  "Is this about Kurt?"

Blaine rolled his eyes before walking over to the cupboard to grab a bowl and some cereal, "Yes, and I don't want to talk about it."

"Why don't you call Coop? I'm sure he'd be more than willing to give some advice."  Blaine blinked hard to himself wondering why he hadn't thought of that idea before.  Of course Cooper would be willing to talk to him.  He would know what to do.

Blaine bolted out of the kitchen and grabbed his phone off the charger in his room.  His foot bounced up and down while he waited for an answer.

"Hey, Squirt, how's it going?"

"Don't call me that."

"Sorry. No can do. What's up? You never call this early."

Blaine started to pace back and forth in his room, "I need some advice. Some... relationship advice."

"It's Kurt, isn't it?"

"Have you been talking to mom?"

"No. I grew up with you, remember.  I saw how you two were with each other. It was only a matter of time."

"Oh."  Was he the only one who was too blind to see it?  "Well, anyway here's the deal..." Once he started to explain the situation, Blaine spilled everything.  He even told him about the things that Dave would say about Kurt and how angry it made it.  How he thought it wasn't fair that Kurt was having an easier time with this than he was, and about how their dad had been gone and refused to talk to him anymore.

"Wow," Blaine heard him take a big breath through the receiver, "All that has been happening?"

"Ya, and I just don't know what to do anymore."

"Well, I think you're right about not wanting a relationship yet. You're young and it's too early to start complicating your life with all of that when there is already so much going on."

"So, I just need to ignore my feelings?"

"No. I didn't say that.  If you ask me it sounds like Kurt has the same feelings you do, but you know two people who like each other can still hang out and stuff without being in a relationship, right?"

"But Kurt and I hang out all the time."

"And it's no different than what you've always done. But, baby brother, if you sit down with him and you tell him how you feel then when you hang out things will be different. In a good way."

"So... it will be like an established not relationship?"

"I guess if you want to think about it like that.  It will help so you two don't get your actions confused with just being friends or actually having feelings for each other.  But you two have a lot of stuff to work out at school with this Dave kid though.  Have you told mom or Burt about him?"

"No.  Kurt doesn't want anyone to know.  I don't want to be the one to make him mad."

"You can't keep living like that, though.  Things are just going to get worse."

"I'll take care of it, Coop."

"Okay. Whatever you say, but listen, I gotta go.  Are you and Kurt hanging out today?"

"I think so.  I'll text you or something."

"Sounds good. I'll be home next week for Thanksgiving.  We can talk more about this then, okay? Love you. Bye."

"Sounds good.  Love you, too."

Blaine waited to hear the click on the other end of the line before falling back onto the bed.  He could do this.  Today when he and Kurt hung out he would tell them and they would figure something out together.

Blaine was at the door before Kurt could even ring the doorbell. 

"Wow. You look good. Is that a new outfit?" Kurt couldn't help but blush.  He was glad his 45 minutes of picking out clothes didn't go to waste.

"New pants, I've had the shirt for a while."

Kurt said a quick hello to Tracy before the boys headed to Blaine's room.  Kurt sat on the bed like he always did but Blaine stood awkwardly against the other wall.

"Are you okay?"

"Kurt, I think we gotta talk about something."