Kurt was standing nervously behind the curtain. It was the only shield between him and the crowd watching as the hipsters made it through their performance.

It wasn't that he was normally this nervous, but this year it meant so much more to him than the past few years.

Don't get him wrong, he loved getting to sectionals and performing in front of a crowd.

It was that this year was his first ever solo in front of a crowd.

A solo he had to beg his friends for. Most of all Rachel who was so protective of her solos.

But thanks to Santana and Mercedes he had finally gotten his chance.

At least, that's what he told his friends about him being so nervous.

There were only 2 more people who knew the reason: Mercedes and Santana.

Kurt knew that people might be surprised about Santana, but no matter how much she could be a bitch, she was worth the trust.

He carefully peaked through the curtain, looking across the crowd until his eyes met the guy he was looking for.

His name was Blaine Anderson, lead soloist from the warblers and a very much competitor against the new directions.

That and he was undeniable gorgeous and his best friend. He was the best friend that told him it was ok that Kurt liked him. The same best friend that told him that although they were amazing as friends, he wasn't ready for anything like a boyfriend.

But today, today he would prove to Blaine that he was perfect for him. That he was all Blaine needed to take the jump and make the fall.

Well, at least if he didn't run away before the performance was going to start.

Santana, who seemed to have smelled his fear, sneaked her way up like a Pitbull until she was standing next to him.

“Don't you dare run away now, lady face. You can do this,” she said as she looked at her nails like she had no interest at all in what she was saying.

Kurt let his head fall against the wall next to him, “what was I thinking Santana. I'm so stupid, thinking I can convince him about me with just a stupid song. He already told me he didn't want to try.”

Santana looked at him with a frown and placed her hand on his shoulder, “hey no backing down now ok. If the guy says no again, he doesn't know what he is going to miss. You are worth it Hummel.”

And just as fast as the soft side of Santana appeared, it faded away again. “If you back down now lady Hummel, I'll go on that stage and say it for the whole crowd,” she grinned with a smirk as she took a mini nail file out of her hair and started rubbing it over her nails. “It's up to you Hummel.”

And with that she walked away back from where she came, obviously very pleased.

Kurt let out a sigh as he looked once more through the curtain, he guessed there really was no way back now because he knew Santana and she definitely would go for it.

The hipsters ended the last notes of their songs and took the small applause they got in return. It was actually a surprise they got an applause at all.

Kurt breathed in deeply once more, this was their moment.

At first they started with a duet, which held not so surprisingly Finn and Rachel, who sang overdramatically and tried to push Finn away if he even thought about getting near the middle of the stage.

Kurt could feel his nerves fade away slowly as they got into their group number. The guys were all doing their best to swing the girls around the stage.

Well, except for Finn, who was swinging safely next to Quinn. It was the best for everyone their safeness.

But as the group number slowly eased towards its end, the nerves grew back even more forcefully.

The lights went out after the applause and a microphone stand was set in the middle of the stage.

He caught Mercedes sent him a thumbs up as he made his way towards the microphone stand.

Looking around the crowd carefully until his eyes met the amber ones that would no mistakenly be Blaine's.

Blaine frowned towards him but with a soft smile played on his lips.

Kurt knew it was because he hadn't said anything. But there was no reason to blame him, was there? As it would take away the surprise.

The new directions took their positions behind them, ready to do a choreography behind him while he sang.

The music slowly started to fill the room. He heard a few whispers in the crowd as he took one more step forward, taking the microphone and stand in his hands and looked above everyone.

And when the time came for him to finally sing his song, he closed his eyes and started singing with everything he had.

When the rain is blowing in your face,
And the whole world is on your case,
I could offer you a warm embrace
To make you feel my love.

When the evening shadows and the stars appear,
And there is no one there to dry your tears,
I could hold you for a million years
To make you feel my love.

I know you haven't made your mind up yet,
But I will never do you wrong.
I've known it from the moment that we met,
No doubt in my mind where you belong.

I'd go hungry; I'd go black and blue,
And I'd go crawling down the avenue.
No, there's nothing that I wouldn't do
To make you feel my love.

The storms are raging on the rolling sea
And on the highway of regret.
The winds of change are blowing wild and free,
You ain't seen nothing like me yet.

I could make you happy, make your dreams come true.
Nothing that I wouldn't do.
Go to the ends of the Earth for you,
To make you feel my love

He opened his eyes softly and looked at the place he remembered Blaine sitting. Blaine looked at him with a soft smile. And even though Kurt was standing far away, he thoughts he might have seen somethings that looked like almost tears into his eyes.

He never looked away as he sang the last words, nodding his head softly as his eyes never left Blaine's.

To make you feel my love

He didn't even notice how the music stopped as he kept on looking towards Blaine, never even daring to blink, until he was wrapped into a hug from all the New Directions.

He couldn't help but laugh as Finn and Puck started ruffling his hair before they all made a line and bowed one more time.

It was only when he looked up, that he realized Blaine was gone from his seat. Kurt felt how tears slowly welled up in his eyes as he felt the dread spread into his stomach.

Once they were backstage, he let himself lean against the wall as he tried desperately to get the tears already welling up out of his eyes.

“Hummel, you were amazing up there,” he heard Santana said as she tapped him on his shoulder twice before leaving, somehow not noticing his state of distress.

Kurt didn't know how long he stood there, trying to collect his thoughts, before he realized he should make his way after the new directions.

He slowly turned around to be met eye in eye with a pair of amber eyes.

“Hi,” Blaine said shyly as he waved a bit and fumbled with the sleeve of his jacket.

“Hi,” Kurt said back just as shyly, “you guys were amazing today.”

“Thank you,” Blaine said with a soft smile as he slowly shifted his gaze to the ground while rubbing his neck. Kurt couldn't be so sure with the way Blaine was looking down, but he was quite sure there was a soft blush spreading on Blaine's cheeks.

“Why didn't you tell me you had a solo,” Blaine asked as he looked up again. His eyes growing round and big the way that always reminded Kurt of a puppy.

Kurt shrugged, sure he was blushing himself now. He let out a long sigh, knowing that one way or another he would have to say the truth anyway. “I wanted to surprise you.”

He heard Blaine let out the softest chuckle, “well you sure did. I liked it though.”

Kurt nodded his head absent mindedly as he looked at the ground, “I'm glad you did.”

Before he could say anything more, he felt his chin slowly be lifted before a hand cupped around his cheek.

He barely got enough time to notice Blaine stand up on his tiptoes before he felt the soft press of a pair of lips on his.

Kurt almost forgot to close his eyes as he let his lips move against Blaine, not really sure if he was dreaming or if it was really happening.

When he felt Blaine pull  away, he wrapped his arms tightly around his neck and followed his lips, not ready to let go. And besides, if he was dreaming, what was the point of letting it go on for a little while longer.

It was only when he heard hollers behind him that he did realize this was reality and they were really standing backstage of nationals.

He carefully pulled away, looking at Blaine with shock in his eyes. Blaine smiled bashfully and wrapped his arms around his waist, carefully pressing a last kiss against his cheek before he turned around where the warblers were standing with Santana.

Santana held her hand out without question and one by one, every warbler passed her way with cash in their hands, letting it drop in her hands as she smirked proudly.

Blaine looked a little startled as he looked back at Kurt, “did she just really get payed enough to at least go for dinner in a really well restaurant 5 times?”

Kurt shrugged, “is it bad that I'm not surprised?”

Blaine chuckled, “no, although I'm a little surprised how they know each other. I never knew the warblers knew Santana.”

Kurt shrugged once more, “she has her ways.”

Blaine turned around again, cuddling himself closer to Kurt and wrapping his arms a little tighter around him, “well, where were we before we got rudely interrupted.”

Kurt felt the pink grow on his cheeks, “you really need a reminder?”

Blaine shook his head and started standing again on his tip toes, “maybe I should,” before he slowly leaned forward, his eyes never leaving Kurt's lips, before he slowly nipped at his bottom lip.

Kurt couldn't help the quiet sounds escaping his mouth as Blaine did his best to make Kurt go weak.

“Wanky”, Santana shouted as she slapped on Blaine's ass while passing him.

Blaine let out a yelp and almost bit on Kurt's lip.

“Seriously Santana,” Kurt shouted behind her.

She turned around with a smirk, “what. You guys owe me forever because without me you guys wouldn't even been standing here. So what do we say? Thank you very much aunt Tanna. Now get your but over here because we have a trophy to snatch out of manhand her hands.”

Kurt let out a sigh as he unwrapped his arms from around Blaine's neck, “can we meet up later tonight? I'd really like to talk with you.”

Blaine nodded as he unwrapped his own arms, instead taking Kurt's hand as he leaded them towards the groups.

Once they were by the new directions, he let go of his hand and leaned up to press one more kiss against his lips, “I'll text you once I'm back at Dalton ok?”

In the end, they didn't need to meet up. Santana had arranged for the new directions to have a party with the warblers.

Not because she knew they would both go through but because she apparently had become good friends with a quiet a few of them.

Blaine and Kurt stayed for a while, celebrating with their friends and being introduced to others until they decided to sneak out for a long walk through the night, just the two of them.

And if Kurt may have gotten home a few minutes behind his curfew, he could assure you it was because he had good reason.

Or maybe it was just because he didn't want to let go yet of Blaine and his kisses were the best.