"Dad, I'm home" Kurt said monotonously and ran up the stairs to his room without even waiting for an answer.

Burt glared at his son and saw a desperate Kurt. He looked so pale as if all his blood was sucked out of him.

To his dismay, Kurt bumped into Finn on his way up the stairs.

"Hey dude, what's going on with you?" Finn inquired

"Sorry Finn, I'd rather be left alone right now" he started whispering heavily and started weeping.

Kurt entered his room, while Finn kept staring at him, trying to guess what happened. He decided not to leave him alone in his distress just yet.

"Um Kurt, you want me to get you a glass of water?" No response.

As Finn came back upstairs from the kitchen he opened Kurt's room's door and cautiously put a full glass on a small shelf. "Look, I'm not gonna push you into anything, but just wanted you to know I'll be in my room if you do want to spill it out" he mumbled.

Finn rushed to explain himself "If someone hurt your feelings, don't keep it inside, O.K?" Finn smiled at him and then had a terrible flashback to last year:

While taking out books from his locker, Kurt suddenly ran into him and began talking about stuff he really didn't care about like style and shoes, like he's trying too hard to impress. And the worst part: Finn could not help but to notice the dreamy look smeared on his eyes…

'Oh no' Finn had a terrible fear from Kurt being again obsessively in love with him (as he is obsessive with almost everything), the last thing he wanted right now was Kurt getting the wrong idea from his attention. 'I better go check on Quinn…this could make my day a little nicer' he thought to himself and left the house

Kurt didn't want to spend another second crying on his pillow, although Blaine's word's depressed him. He wanted Blaine to look at him as sexy and manly and didn't like the idea of 'the mentor and the kid' relationship. He'd seen so many movies about such relationships and they never ended up in snuggling.

His mom came to his mind after a series of failure-depressing thoughts 'Mom, you knew what it is like, this true love thing, huh? Dad loved you so badly… you must've experienced such feeling. What to do mom? How am I supposed to change Blaine's behavior?'

'Who cares about that' a voice that didn't sound motherly popped in his head 'you made a move on him and the asshole didn't respond as you've expected, so move on!'

"I'm moving on!" he answered the voice and repeated the words in his head as a mantra.

He picked up his phone and called Rachel "how 'bout another girl's night?"

"Oh, I'd love to!" Rachel replied without second thoughts "I'll tell Mercedes to come too, O.K?"

"Yeah, sure. The more the better. Just keep in mind that Finn will be here too"

"Um, I don't mind. I'm coming to see you, not him" she laughed.

"You're totally over him, huh?"

"Kind of. I'm more like, seeking new options for me. Maybe Finn's simply not the one"

"Too bad. I just started liking you as a couple"

"So… How 'bout you and great-lips?" she implied.

"What?" Kurt sounded annoyed

"You know I'm talking about Blaine"

"I never kissed him so that wasn't the association that popped in my mind" he tried to
explain.

"Kurt. It's somehow doesn't make sense to me that you two haven't. Well that's how I'll fit in the picture. Berry's matchmaking office at your service!" Rachel was more excited than ever.

"Tomorrow at seven, don't forget!" he reminded her at the end of the conversation, just before hanging up.

He lied back on his bed thinking what to do for the rest of the evening.  He didn't feel like going out for a walk and didn't even have the right mood for shopping.

Kurt decided to go to bed early, he was obviously thinking too much. But at least he was aware of that.

In the next morning Kurt sat in a different place in the left corner of the front row, and tried not to look into Blaine's direction. He did his best to stay concentrated on the lesson, but his thoughts were focused on the best way to conquer Blaine. He imagined himself walking with another tall sexy looking guy at the mall, holding hands and smirking at each other while Blaine was spying after them curiously, dying to know if they're on a date. His extreme imaginations caused him to smile unknowingly.

'What's he so happy about?' Blaine thought immediately 'Oh I just wish he could have been a little bit more mature. Literally.'

'Did Blaine just look at me? Shoot! I can't believe I wasn't focused enough to catch him red-handed' he started drawing in his notebook since he couldn't write anything. Well, He'll figure out something, Rachel will probably know how to help him this afternoon.

After school, Kurt didn't want his intentions discovered so he avoided Blaine as much as possible. As the bell rang, he packed all of his stuff and rushed outside the classroom. He ran quickly as if he's running late for something, evasively ignoring the man he loves.

Blaine stared at Kurt's from the top of the staircase as the young boy disappeared.
'What's going on with him today? Not even making eye contact with me. Now that's weird. He IS going through something, I can see for sure'

Kurt had a 'temporary solution' for his loneliness, every time he didn't want to be seen alone between (or even after) classes, he went to hide in the last room of the first floor corridor, just near the basement stairs. It used to be the chess club's room, but the club ceased to exist last year so he made it his hideout: Big, cozy and lockable from the inside…

He entered the deserted room, locked the door from inside and lit up the fireplace. Kurt picked up the Patti LuPone biography from his schoolbag and sat on the large red sofa. He finally felt that he's starting to relax.

***

In that evening, All Kinds of nail polish was scattered on Kurt's large bed : pink, white, green and yellow,shiney colors that made him happy. He just loved to plan in advance what style to match both of the girls. Not to mention that Rachel's nails were always fun to work on: they were long and strong and he could attempt whatever was on his imagination.

"O.K. Mercedes…" he said as he passed on to her nails "Are you dating someone now?" Mercedes could tell from the look on his face that he was truly interested.

"There was this senior guy, Ross" but we actually broke up just after you left us" she said shyly.

"Oh, you know you deserve better than him girl!" he cheered her.

"Yeah. I agree" Rachel supported.

"Rachel" Kurt slowed down his pace as it was clear what he's about to say "are you still…?" he pointed at the door of his room.

"I'm not into him anymore" she replied immediately "I'm really not!" she insisted "I'm starting to look for a real man, who won't be insecure about his feelings for me. A man who will know I'm not just any other girl" she sounded too broken to be reliable about this.

Kurt heard a vague noise from the corridor and thought 'Finn's in his room by now. I wonder if he can hear all this. Well, I guess it doesn't matter if she's past that phase.'

"Kurt, we both want to hear about you" she said warmly and placed her hand forward. "You know. How's it going in school? Do you feel better there?"

"I really am, Mercedes. I truly feel accepted there for who I am. The Warblers consume most of my afternoons, but it's cool" he sighed 'How exactly will I survive these meetings without speaking with Blaine?'

"And there's also some kind of studying group club that I'm in, since the math level's higher than I'm used to. So….I sometimes go there on Wednesdays"

"Kurt, I'm really happy for you" Rachel hugged him "It's a great solution to all… I mean to you" she regretted her words.

"Don't think for a second that we forgot you!" Mercedes added.

"I have to admit you were the guy with the cutest voice there, and it'll be much harder to win without you" Rachel lied on his bed, placing her hands under her chin.

"Kurt, we're waiting for a long time for you to raise THE subject. We're just too curious to know" Rachel smirked

"Yeah! What's exactly going on between you and awesome-lips?" Mercedes said intrigued

"It's great-lips" Rachel corrected dryly.

"Well?" the pressure exceeded.

He wanted to share all that's happened with them, but wasn't too sure how they'd accept it. He decided on half-lies that no one will be able to detect anyway, because even though they're emotional girls, his sexuality seemed just too complex at the moment to be understood.

"Um, you all know the story how I gave him a huge hint that I'm into him. It was the day the Warblers did a number at the mall, and he didn't show the slightest interest and was all into being friends" the girls nodded in agreement.

Kurt continued "O.K, it's like I gave him the idea of it, of us together, 'cause ever since that day he gives me suggestive looks, inviting me to spend some time together, I mean, Just the two of us" he seemed as he's trying to recall something.

"And I think something did change in him" he stated to whisper "He just makes me imagine all these terrible, amazing fantasies… of him and I going to the prom together. There! I said it! That's my fantasy." He smiled timidly

'And I won't take no for an answer' the future crawled to his mind for a split second and then disappeared.

"Oh Kurt, you're such a sweet guy…With these cute piggy eyes…how…how could he refuse you?" Rachel resented.

"Or more importantly" Mercedes stopped her, "How could it be he said a 'no' when he obviously meant a 'yes'? We already told you that from the side, objectively, it seems that he wants you" she admitted too.

"That's so annoying" Kurt started the 'I-have-no-choice-but-to-lie' part. "I asked him out again yesterday and he avoided answering"

"What DID he say?" Mercedes inquired.

"I…I don't remember the exact words, but I just felt like he's trying to shake me off the idea"

"Can't you see?" said Rachel with confidence "Obviously, He's still in the phase of 'checking you out, like, if you're worth it. I'm sure of it!"
"So… what should I do?" Kurt was mad at himself for being so naïve right now.

"Easy. We'll hang out the three of us together and we'll help you meet another gay guy that will help you to get over your feelings for him"

"Rachel, I don't think I can love another guy right now…" he wanted to shout with anger 'how can she not understand?' but held himself.

"I know how you feel. It's just for the time being. You'll show him that other men find you attractive" she said with enthusiasm.

"Guess I have no choice" he smiled as he finished Mercedes's nails.

It was a rainy Thursday and Kurt didn't want to ruin his Armani coat.

He sat on a bench near the entrance of the school, waiting for the weather to improve.

He saw three friends stuffing together into one big red umbrella, running in the flood, laughing at each other.

Same old thoughts about him not having friends popped, and he brushed them away, because right now he really didn't care.

He turned left to his official hideout to relax near the fireplace, thinking about how he should already return this heavy book to the library.

Suspicious noises came from the room, as Kurt feared, someone else found his cozy chamber.

'So much for the hideout' he sighed. He peeked through the keyhole, trying to target the sofa without further success. When he heard the familiar sound he felt as if a stone smashed his heart 'it's Blaine'.

Kurt's heartbeat reacted respectively, beating faster and faster. He could see through the keyhole a mirror that reflected Blaine's naked body.

The mumbling was now clearer, Blaine was urging another man to thrust harder, gasping and moaning.

Kurt froze. It was tempting to watch. But it was also harsh. That day was carved in his memory so hard, that there wasn't even one night that month that he hasn't thought of it when he tried to sleep.

Kurt didn't raise his eyes from that spot yet.

Blaine tucked the man into a wet kiss. He bent over to the man's nipples and licked them.

There was pure obsession in Blaine's eyes as he replaced himself the floor on his bare knees on, tilting his head down, opening his mouth ajar to swallow another man's bulging erection. Blaine sucked it smoothly, and it seemed that he enjoyed it. His face expressed pure seductiveness.

Kurt couldn't see Blaine's erection through the mirror, no matter how hard he tried, but he stayed the whole time, quiet as mouse, until he saw that both men were starting to dress up.

He ran outside of the school through the rain, wondering what he really wants.

***