“There you guys are!” Blaine heard a familiar voice belt from the cash register. He turned around with his back facing Kurt and smiled.

“Oh, hey Sam. How’s it goin’, man?” Blaine said, shaking his hand and going in for a manly hug. They clapped each other twice on the back and pulled away. As he left the embrace, Blaine looked at Kurt who was rolling his eyes. He never did understand why some guys do that, he said to himself, laughing.

“Hey Kurt! I’m so happy to see you!” Sam said emphatically. “Dude, you have no idea how much Blaine has missed you. He has been talking about this weekend forever. Like, will not shut up.”

Blaine looked at his shoes, slightly embarrassed. “Was I really talking about it all the time?” he asked.

Kurt grabbed his hand, assuring him that it was okay by him. Sam laughed, “nah, man, it’s totally fine. I would do the same thing if I were dating a girl who lived in another state. I’m sure I talked a lot about Mercedes when I moved to Kentucky. I’m sure my buddies were sick of hearing about her.”

Blaine smiled and took his seat across from Kurt, still holding his hand. Sam went to a nearby table and took the chair, pulling it up alongside Blaine.

“Well, Sam, it’s nice to see you too,” Kurt replied after Sam had plopped down next to Blaine. “I’m so glad you could hang out today.”

Blaine looked at Kurt, confused. “No offense, Sam,” he said as Sam shook his head, indicating that he wouldn’t be offended, “but why did you ask him to hang out with us?”

“I know you’re good friends with Sam, Blaine. I just thought we could all hang out as a group.”

“Sam, order up,” the barista yelled. Sam scooted out of his chair toward the barista, giving Blaine and Kurt a moment alone.

Kurt took a small sip of his coffee before speaking. “I want to make sure that you’re okay here without me, Blaine. I am fine in New York, but I know being here at a new-ish school away from your old friends and without a lot of the New Directions kids you were friends with around, I just…” He sighed. “I just want to know that you’re okay. I want to see it with my own eyes. I know you probably think I’m…”

Blaine interjected, touched at what Kurt was trying to do. “You didn’t have to invite Sam here and see how we’d interact and make sure I have a friend. I have the lead role in New Directions and I’m becoming more involved at McKinley .I am a big boy, I promise. Besides, I’m pretty sure Sam doesn’t want to feel like the third wheel on our weekend together.”

Kurt laughed. “I hadn’t thought about that.”

Blaine winked, “don’t worry, I’ll come up with an excuse so he can have an out. You aren’t here to see him anyway. I want you all to myself.”

Kurt gripped onto Blaine’s hand even harder. Sam joined them again, looking for a moment at their interlocked hands on the table.

“If you guys are going to be all mushy all afternoon, I’m not sure I want to stick around,” he joked.

Blaine rolled his eyes and turned toward his friend. “Well, now’s your time to get out. Kurt’s dad asked if we could stop by, so you’re off the hook to hang out with us this afternoon.”

Sam sighed relief, only slightly – hoping that they wouldn’t notice. “That’s cool. I’ll see if Artie is up to anything,” he said. “Kurt, it was great to see you. Enjoy your time with Blaine. And I’ll see you Monday B.”

“Later,” Blaine said.

As he turned back from waving goodbye, he saw that Kurt was still staring at him with an unsure look on his face. “Are you sure you’re okay?” he asked.

Blaine sighed. “Yes, Kurt. I’ll be fine. You can’t worry about me all the time.” He paused, making sure his eyes told Kurt that everything would be okay. “Now, how about a movie? Wreck-It Ralph is playing and I know how you’re a sucker for Disney movies.”

Kurt giggled. “It’s like you know me or something.”

Blaine tugged on Kurt’s hand, pulling him up from the table. “I’m pretty sure I do.”