Blaine was at his limit. Today had been a horrible day. It was like everything that could go wrong, went wrong.

It started in the morning when he woke up an hour late because the battery of his phone had died during the night. He had taken a shower in his hurry and put on some clothes, to arrive for his second class of the day just in time.

And it seemed like the teacher wasn't into a good mood too, because as soon as he had entered the class, they all knew it would be bad today.

The day had lasted on and on and when he finally could go home, the weather decided to be against him. There was a lot of wind and the rain was falling heavily on the ground.

Blaine was cursing silently in his head to the awful day when he passed the small coffee shop. Only the idea of hot cup of coffee and seeing the blue eyed guy again, made his day already ten times better.

Blaine opened the door and listened to the small ring. The coffee shop was well filled, as all the seats were full.

He looked towards the counter and saw that the cute guy had his back towards him. Blaine cleared his throat and had to held back his laughter when the guy jumped in surprise.

The guy turned around and looked like he was ready to kill the person who scared him when he saw Blaine standing. The stress fell away from his face and he smiled towards him.

“Let me guess, medium drip?”

Blaine felt a blush form on his face. “Should I be honored that you already know my coffee order or is that just something you do for everyone?” Blaine said with a jokingly voice.

The guy giggled, took a cup and turned back towards him. “No, just the cute ones,” he said with a wink.

“So I should feel honored?” he asked.

“Definitely!” the guy said with a smirk. “So now we made that clear, may I know your real name or should I just keep calling you medium drip guy?”

Blaine laughed loudly at that. “Well I don't know, I like medium drip guy quiet much.”

The guy stuck out his tongue and started drawing on the cup.

“How about you tell me first your name because I don't even have a nickname for you,”  said Blaine.

The guy looked up at him before pouring the coffee into the cup. “My name is Kurt, Kurt Hummel.”

He placed the cup on the counter and looked at Blaine with expecting eyes. “Blaine, Blaine Anderson or well medium drip guy,” Blaine said with a smile.

Kurt laughed. “I like it. Blaine, I mean. It somehow fits you.”

Blaine smiled at him. “Thank you!” He held out the money and gave it to Kurt.

“It was nice to see you again Kurt!”

Kurt nodded. “Yeah. See you tomorrow?” he asked while biting his lip.

Blaine smirked when he turned around. “Maybe,” he said with a wink when he opened the door and left the small shop.

He waited until he was out of view before he turned around the cup and looked at the small drawing. It was a drawing of cartoon Blaine with his wet hair and something that looked like a small blush on his cheeks.

Blaine shook his head at that. On the top it read: I hope you have an amazing evening, medium drip guy!

The bad day seemed immediately forgotten, known that he was one step closer of getting to know the cute guy, Kurt.