“Finn… I….”  He stammered trying to think of something to say in such an awkward situation.

“Kurt what the hell?” Finn interrupted. “If your dad was to find out Blaine was here, he would skin you both alive, what were you playing at?”

“Nothing happened Finn, I promise to you. Please don’t tell my dad.”

“Kurt who do you think I am? I’m not going to say anything, but you need to be careful, but I believe you, you don’t seem the type to follow the usual prom tradition anyway.”

Kurt breathed a sigh of relief and whispered a ‘thanks’ to his Step-brother as he trudged upstairs to his room, shutting the door softly behind him. He lay back on the bed and closed his eyes, trying to make sense of the events of the last 24 hours.

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He must have drifted off, as he was woken up by his phone buzzing. He looked at his screen to see that his message was from Blaine. ‘Miss you too, my little queen xxx - B’ Kurt flinched at the word queen, but as it was Blaine, he forgave him.

Barely having finished reading his first text, he felt his first phone buzz again. He saw that it was from Blaine again. ‘My parents are away next weekend, if you fancy spending your weekend with me here.”

Kurt re-read the text, stunned. A house to themselves for the weekend. What did that mean? He knew Blaine wouldn’t push him into anything, but still the idea of doing anything more than making out was daunting.

He pushed all thoughts like that to the back of his mind and began to write one back. ‘Will see, will have to make an excuse to tell my dad, not sure he would allow it if he knew you’re parents away. Oh and btw, Finn knows about last night, but he has promised to keep quiet x’ he pressed send.

Kurt was lost in thought, thinking about what a weekend at Blaine’s could mean! He had many ideas running through his mind, but the big question was - was he ready for more. His thoughts were interrupted by a knock on the door.

“Come in” He called, not sure as to who would walk in.

Finn walked through the door, checked the corridor outside and then shut the door behind him. Kurt raised an eyebrow, as if to question  what Finn wanted. Finn sat on the bed and turned to face Kurt.

“Everything ok Finn? You don’t usually come to see me in my room unless its important”

“Erm…. Yeah, look Kurt, last night, at Prom, my mom doesn’t know, and I don’t want her to, so can you keep it quiet?

“Yeah course I can Finn”  Kurt smiled at him. “You have promised to not rat me out to my dad, so we can call it even.” He hesitated as he wanted to add something else. Actually, Finn, I wanted to ask you something…… something personal…….. something about me and