Kurt called for a warm-up break some time into the shoot, when he noticed, totally not because he was overusing the zoom on his camera, that Blaine's lips were turning slightly blue. They all huddled into the small catering room that had a little more heat because of the kettles and heated food trays, all of them back in the padded parkas they discarded during the shoot. Blaine had to get rid of his for obvious reasons, Kurt and Eric for ease of movement as they moved around the set to find the best angles for photos.

"We don't have much more left," Kurt explained to Blaine and his publicist while they sipped their coffees, "it's only the last two outfits, then we can all get out and head someplace warm."

"I vote Hawaii," Blaine cracked and Kurt couldn't contain a snicker.

"Not that a vacation would be unwelcome," he laughed, "but I'm going to have to stick to New York, though definitely somewhere with heating."

"How about a hot chocolate after we're done?" Blaine asked after a few beats and Kurt's eyes jumped to his face and then scanned around them to find that they were left alone, Blaine's publicist a few steps away talking to someone on his phone.

"Wait… what?" Kurt stuttered and cursed his lack of composure.

It's not what you think it is, Kurt, he reprimanded his heart for immediately skipping in anticipation.

"I just wondered," Blaine added quickly, "if I could look at the photos with you when we're done. You'll have them on your laptop straight away, won't you?"

See, I told you so, Kurt's inner voice sank along with his heart and hopes.

"Oh, of course," he nodded towards Blaine an unconvincing smile on his lips, "Yeah, I will just copy them from the memory cards. But they'll need to be edited and cleaned up and sorted…"

"Could I see them before?" Blaine's voice was soft and barely audible in the hustle of the room, "Please?"

The look in the hazel eyes that were fixed on his face was impossible to resist and Kurt nodded, wondering what he was getting himself into. He did a mental inventory of his laptop and wondered if he'd get time to make sure nothing incriminating would show up on his screen.

"Yeah OK," Kurt added to his nod, "right after the shoot, though? Aren’t you busy?"

"No," Blaine shook his head, "I had nothing else today, luckily."

"Lucky, indeed."

"But if you need to head back to the office…"

"I don't," Kurt allowed a soft smile, "Not on shoot days, though I usually do go back to abuse Photoshop."

"You've done a good job cleaning my photos up the last few times," the smile on Blaine's lips didn't carry a hint of teasing like Kurt was used to from other models and stars, "Thank you, I actually looked decent."

"I didn't need to do much with yours…" Kurt's voice faded at the line and he felt the heat rise up to his cheeks, "Unlike some others," he added quickly so he didn't give himself away.

"Now I know there are stories I will want to hear," Blaine quipped, "shall we get this over and done with then?"

Kurt nodded and breathed in relief that Blaine didn't seem to catch on to his blush or unintended fawning.