"Oh god, I… is that OK? I assumed, but I probably shouldn't have and…" Blaine rambled into the phone, "oh hush no wait, I messed something up here, give me a minute," Kurt heard him tell someone away from the phone, "Kurt? I'm… I'm sorry, I shouldn't have assumed, I just…"

"Blaine," Kurt's smile grew, "it's… I like that."

"Oh. Oh thank God, I thought I messed up," the relief in Blaine's voice was obvious.

"No, you didn't. You definitely didn't."

"Boyfriend," Blaine said again, letting the word roll off his tongue, "I really do like that."

"Me too, boyfriend," Kurt laughed and covered his ears when he noticed Isabelle walking past, just in time for her to catch the word.

"OK, back to work," Blaine sighed, "I have a long day today, so I'll see you tomorrow for part one of the shoot?"

"Bright-eyed and bushy-tailed," Kurt almost saluted until he caught himself realizing that Blaine wouldn't see him over the phone, "though I'd say with the early start, you'll be the only one bright-eyed and bushy-haired more than anything."

"And now he mocks me again," Blaine's voice betrayed the laughter he was trying to hold back, "I get no respect."

"I'll make it up to you tomorrow?"

"You'd better," Blaine's response had the same flirty tone as Kurt's offer and the happy expression stayed in his face even when he hung up the phone.

"Kurt, my office, now," Isabelle marched past his desk and shot him a stern look.

He followed her immediately and multiple scenarios for what could've gone wrong with the photoshoot arrangement were flashing through his mind.

"Is everything OK, Isabelle?" he questioned cautiously, already planning for alternatives in his mind.

"Do you have anything you'd want to share with me, Mr. Hummel?" Isabelle's face was blank and Kurt paled when their eyes met.

Is she angry about Blaine and me? Maybe we should've kept things under wraps until after this shoot was done.

"I'm… I'm sorry, boss. I know it was incredibly unprofessional of me to…"

"Stop, Kurt," she waited until he looked back to her.

"You…"

"So, boyfriend?"

"You're going to want the whole story, won't you?" he sigh escaping from his mouth was exasperated, but he couldn't deny that her interfering helped push him towards Blaine.

"Of course I will," Isabelle laughed, "Call it Fairy Godmother rights."

Kurt sat down in the comfortable chair and recounted everything to her that she hadn't known before, glaring as she couldn't stop laughing at both Kurt and Blaine's obliviousness.

"I'll admit it was fun to watch from afar up to that last shoot," she smiled when Kurt was done talking, "Though by then I couldn't help but stick my nose in."

"You were the one who pitched the red carpet suit idea for the BDA line, weren't you?" the last piece of the puzzle finally clicked with Kurt.

"Are you happy, Kurt? Not about my interfering or anything, but about you and him," Isabelle's voice softened.

"I am," he nodded, letting a small smile play on his lips, "I hope he is too."

"Blaine looks at you like you hung the stars," she mirrored Kurt's smile, "I don't think that will be a problem. Now, get back to work so you can get out early and have your beauty sleep. You're on camera tomorrow."

"Don't remind me, please," Kurt grumbled, "or I'll never sleep," he headed out to his desk but stopped in the doorway, "and Isabelle?" he waited until she looked up from her planner, "thank you."