The Warbler/New Directions rehearsal had finished and neither Kurt nor Blaine had returned to the room. Finn was worried about his brother and wanted to make sure he was alright, so he pulled out his phone and sent him a text.

F- Where are you? Practice is done. If you're busy I'll wait.

K- I'm in the car waiting for you.

Finn kissed Rachel goodbye and rushed to the parking lot. Just as Kurt had said, he was in the car already. He wasn't doing anything, just sitting alone in silence. Finn ran to the driver's side and got into the car. He looked at his brother and took in his general appearance. He'd been crying, but by the looks of it, not for a while. He didn't look as troubled as he did when they were on their way to the academy so he saw that as a positive. "Ready to go?" Finn asked.

Kurt took a deep breath. "Uh, yeah. I guess."

Finn started the car and while he was fiddling his Ipod he turned the car off. "Can I ask what happened?"

Kurt puckered his lips and chewed on his cheek while he thought of what to say. "He didn't break up with me." He said it with a positive inflection in his voice. "He told me he loved me, said we needed a break to think things through, kissed me, and that was pretty much it."

Finn was silent for a minute to see if there was anything else Kurt was going to explain. "So you're on a break?"

"Yeah."

"For how long?"

"I'm not entirely sure."

"Are there terms to this break?"

Maybe I hadn't been giving Finn enough credit in the intelligence department, Kurt thought. He hasn't missed one thing since this whole Blaine and me fighting thing started. He thought back to Blaine kissing him and licked his lips, not being able to, but hoping he could still taste the coffee flavor Blaine carried when he kissed him.

2 hours earlier.

Blaine wanted to stay in this moment; with his lips attached to Kurt's and his arms around him, but he knew this moment would be fleeting. There was a tension in Kurt's lips that Blaine knew only happened when Kurt was crying or holding something back. He knew immediately what was happening inside the countertenor's head and fell even deeper in love with him. Kurt was dying inside at the thought that they needed a break from each other, but was going along with it because it was what Blaine wanted.

Kurt pulled back first paying careful attention to each detail of the kiss in case it were their last. He took in everything from the coffee taste Blaine frequently had, the smell of his aftershave that he put behind his ears, even the sound of their lips pulling apart.

Unwilling to let Kurt go, he pulled him closer and held him. "I don't want to let you go," he said.

As if on instinct, Kurt stepped back and unwrapped himself from Blaine. "Don't say that." Blaine looked at him confused. "You can't say that you need space, but then tell me you don't want to let me go. That's only setting me up for hope that may end up false."

That hurt Blaine, but Kurt was right. It stung Blaine's heart to realize that he couldn't have both space and a romantic relationship with Kurt at the same time. He could only have one or the other. A romantic relationship with Kurt would mean returning to the same old grind of last week, except with Zach in the picture. "I'm sorry," he said. "You're right. I suppose…" Then it hit him in a sudden wave, he was overwhelmed. "Ah!" he yelled. "Why does this have to be so goddamned hard?" he grabbed his hair and released it. "I just want us to be okay. I want you and only you. I want for this fucking mess to never have happened. I want to forgive you and forget it happened."

Kurt knew he didn't understand how Blaine felt. His simple answer to the whole thing to NOT have a break. If he wanted to forgive Kurt, then why didn't he do it? But since he knew he didn't understand, he remained silent and let Blaine rant.

"I want to hold you, and take you up to my room, and fucking touch every part of your body because I miss you so fucking much." Blaine had tears in his eyes now. "I want to grab your hair and keep you in my face so I can do nothing but kiss you. I want Thursday night all over again." His chest was heaving. "But now, whenever I think about being intimate with you, all I can see is HIM looking in on OUR moment, OUR fucking pleasure, OUR happiness. OURS, not his; not yours, mine, and his; OURS."

Kurt was beginning to become frustrated because he really was not understanding what this proposed break was for. He knew that he was in the wrong and really had no place to argue how Blaine feels, but he truly did not understand. "I know that this is the kind of thing that we need to talk about in order for this to work, and I appreciate you opening up about all this, but now I'm more confused than ever." Blaine stared at him with his puppy eyes. Kurt clearly snapped him out of his trance. "If this is what you want, if you want space; I hate to point it out to you that all we have is space. I already told off and dismissed Zach from my life this morning. I didn't cheat on you, I withheld information from you. You want to be with me, but you don't want me around. You don't want me around, but you don't want to let me go. You want to be intimate with me, you just kissed me, but all you can think about is Zach. I just don't understand, Blaine. It seems like a "break" is a really shitty way to go about this. I was going to go along with this because I believed what you said when you brought up taking a break, but now I… I don't know. I want to be with you; you want to be with me. Can't we figure this all out together? Why put more distance between us than there already is?"

Blaine froze. He hadn't expected Kurt to turn this into an argument. Not to mention Kurt had never spoken to him like this before. He didn't blame Kurt, he had a point and had every right to be confused. "I don't know." Blaine started to cry again. "I don't know. I don't know. I don't know! Fuck! Kurt, I'm so sorry. I don't know what the hell I' m doing anymore." Blaine brought his fist up to his mouth and his breath caught as he inhaled. It took exactly three seconds before he crumbled to his knees and his face went to the floor. His sobs were loud and ragged. "Oh god!" He sobbed.

Kurt's knee jerk reaction was to get down on the ground with Blaine and comfort him. He didn't go to him immediately, though he wanted to. Instead, he took a look at the boy on the floor and suddenly saw the weekend Blaine had versus the weekend Kurt had. Kurt wallowed while Blaine pulled himself apart between what he wanted and what reality was. Kurt called and texted Blaine knowing what he wanted to say. Blaine struggled to not answer the phone because he didn't know what to say. Kurt was afraid to see him because he was afraid of being rejected. Blaine desperately wanted to see Kurt because Kurt was all he could think about. Simply put, Kurt was dying; Blaine was tortured. Kurt felt Blaine had it worse.

He kneeled down and put his hand on Blaine's back, rubbing it gently. Blaine sat up and looked at Kurt's smooth face. Blaine's eyes were puffy and red, his cheeks were blotchy and tear stained, his face was soaked with tears. "I'm so sorry," he said between heaving breaths. "This is the kind of shit that you don't need to deal with. I don't know what I'm doing and I don't know what I'm supposed to think or how I'm supposed to act. I love you so much, but I hate how I've become the jealous boyfriend. You make me feel so good about myself because I'm loved by you and because I allow myself to love someone as wonderful and beautiful as you, but I hate what my love for you has done to me. I'm jealous and obsessive and-"

"-and normal," Kurt finished. Blaine stayed quiet and bore his eyes into Kurt's. "Do you love me?"

"Yes." Blaine got the answer out of his mouth before Kurt finished the question.

"Do you trust me?"

This took Blaine longer to answer because his mind went to Zach again. "I trust you. I don't trust everyone else around you, but I trust you."

Kurt accepted that. "Do you think I didn't tell you about Zach because I enjoyed having him watch us?"

"No."

"Do you think I didn't tell you because I didn't want to hurt you?"

"Yes. It took me a while to figure it out, but yes, I do think that."

"What do you think I felt while it was happening?"

"I don't know. You were so… encouraging towards me."

"Was I? I remember trying to stay silent."

Blaine thought back and really thought hard. Kurt was right. Blaine had merely misinterpreted his silence for boredom and felt he had to work harder for the moans he loved so much.

"Maybe you need to ask me about that night. I know how you feel, but you don't know anything about what happened on my side. Maybe it would give you piece of mind to know."

Blaine tried really hard to catch his breath and even it out as possible, but couldn't get his question out fast enough. "Was there ever a moment, even the smallest of seconds where you wished it was him on his knees instead of me?"

"No." Kurt said it solidly and truthfully. "I've never wanted Zach. Even with his overly nice attention. I never wanted it more than yours."

"What went through your head when you first saw him?"

"I had to stay silent so he wouldn't hear me. I did want to stop you, but I didn't exactly have the blood flowing through my head long enough to figure out how to say 'We need to stop.'" He smiled a little at the insinuated compliment to Blaine. Blaine did seem like his eyes danced for a second.

"What did it feel like while he stared at you?"

"I was scared. I felt like He had this power over me and I'd close my eyes tight to make him disappear, but then you'd do something amazing and my eyes would blow open. Whenever I opened my eyes, he was right there. I was happy that you kind of demanded my attention, so that helped a bit, but by the very end, actually ejaculating made me feel disgusting. I felt cheated and used until I saw your face. I felt awful for you because you were so happy and I felt disgusting. I didn't want you to think it was you and I didn't want you to feel like you do now."

"Kurt I don't want to be away from you. I don't actually want a break. Can we skip all this?"

Kurt really thought through the question. He saw how broken Blaine was. As great as the conversation they were having was, Blaine still had some demons to deal with and that was evident now. "No, Blaine. We can't." Blaine looked at Kurt wearing a face of many emotions: confusion, desperation, want, need, love, sorrow. "I'll give you a week; seven days. You really have some things you need to sort through and think of." He cupped the side of Blaine's face, loving how Blaine instinctually closed his eyes and nuzzled into it. "At the end of the seven days, if you need more time, I'll give you another week. If you come to a realization at the end of the seven days, good or bad, I'll accept it because I'll know you really took time to think about it."

"Can I talk to you during these seven days?"

"Oh my god, of course!"

"And we won't see anyone else in any sense?"

"Even if there were people for me to see, I wouldn't, but yes, we will remain faithful to each other. We'll just take our time and become the best that we could be for one another."

"So we're more or less taking a step back as opposed to a break?"

"Yes, I guess you could look at it that way."

"Okay. I like that." He let Kurt wipe his face with his hand and he was able to breath normally, but still needed to take deep breaths. "Does this step back include taking you out for coffee or dinner?"

Kurt chuckled slightly. "Maybe. That depends on how much of a good boy you are."

Kurt smiled slightly and returned his attention to the present with Finn. "We promised not to see other people and to still talk, but not spend so much effort into spending time together when we didn't have the time to spare."

"Why didn't you come back into rehearsal?"

"Are you kidding? I ran out crying in front of numerous people! There was no way I was going back in there to face that kind of embarrassment. I'll be back in there the next time we have practice. Did they say when the next time was?"

"Wednesday. They're going to come to our choir room though. I guess they want to work on feature solos."

"Oh," was all Kurt thought to say. For the first time, he didn't want a solo. He just wanted to be part of the group.

"I hope you're not too bummed about this, but I don't think they're going to use "I won't" after all.

Kurt looked at Finn through the corner of his eyes. "I'm not upset in the slightest."

"Good." He turned the car back on. "So you're good then?"

Kurt thought about this before answering. "Um. Yeah. I'm good, Finn. Thanks."

Finn smiled. "Alright then." He fiddled with is Ipod and decided on REO Speedwagon before putting his car in Drive.