Outside the Warbler Rehearsal room after practice.

"Aren't you coming?" James asked.

"No. I want to see how this plays out," Thad said peeking around the corner of the Warblers rehearsal room.

"Really? They're so boring."

"Are you kidding? This is better than Days of Our Lives."

"Soap operas… really? That's your thing?"

"Other than boys like Kurt, yeah. Don't judge."

James leaned against the wall, disinterested in what was going on the other room, room, although he was sure they were arguing. "What is it about Kurt? He's not particularly hot. Cute maybe, but that's overshadowed by his overly dramatic personality. I swear, between you, Blaine, and some of the other guys, all of you fawn all over him."

Thad stopped peering and turned his attention to James. "You just don't like him because he was able to get what you can't."

"Yet."

"And FYI, his personality is all part of his appeal. You're right about the cute part. He's adorable because he's a like a doll. Everyone, but you, just wants to play with him; no one more than me." Thad looked back into the room. "Only the idiots want him because he has the ability to charm anyone into falling in love with him. The best part is that he has no clue that anyone is even interested or attracted to him besides Blaine. Who, by the way, isn't that exciting." He was getting animated with his hands as he spoke. "Boring in bed would be an accurate description. It took me forever to get my hands down his pants."

James laughed. "Maybe it was you. I walked in there earlier and Blaine was all over that pretty princess like he'd done it a million times. I bet he's got a bit more experienced than when he was with you." He swallowed as his mouth began to salivate at the thought of being with Blaine. "You're really attracted his Kurt's personality?" He asked incredulously. "His personality is what turns me off. He's too much of a queen for me."

"He's innocent. That's my thing. He could be the biggest slut, but as long as he keeps that na�ve attitude… I'd come running back time after time to teach him a lesson or two."

James peeked into the room. The arguing had stopped and music was playing. "Ugh! Tears. I hate it when people cry." He saw Blaine let the guitar fall to the ground and cradle Kurt. "They gross me out." He leaned back against the wall and let Thad continue watching.

"I don't see how you don't want a piece of that. He's perfect."

"He's a porcelain doll."

"Exactly." Thad looked back at James and smiled deviously. "I just want to play with it until it breaks."

"Okay. Then how do we separate them?"

Back inside the Warblers Rehearsal room

The tears had disappeared, yet the two boys continued to look deep into one another. "I can't handle it when you cry," Blaine said.

"I'm sorry," replied Kurt, his voice still a little shaky.

"No. It's not you. You're allowed to cry. It's me." He inhaled and exhaled hard, closing his eyes to center his feelings and thoughts. "I meant that whenever you cry, I fall apart because it breaks my heart." Blaine cupped the side of Kurt's face with his hand and Kurt nuzzled into it instinctually, kissing the heel of Blaine's hand.

"I'm sorry I snapped at you."

"I forgive you. I'm sorry I said that part about giving in to him."

"It's okay. Thank you for the song. It was beautiful."

"Like you."

Kurt let the corners of his mouth tug upwards into a simple smile. He was willing to let himself feel better. "Can we sing my song now?"

Blaine leaned forward and kissed Kurt's forehead. "Of course." He picked up the guitar that had fallen on the floor. "I'll warn you though that I don't know that song so I might not sound that great."

Without warning, Kurt propelled himself at Blaine and crushed his lips to Blaine's. "I love you."

"I love you."

"We'll be okay, right?"

Blaine put his guitar down properly and he held a concerned expression. He wrapped Kurt up in his arms once more and rubbed his back. "Of course we will. We are okay." He kissed Kurt tenderly. "I know it sounds terribly clich�, but we can get through all of this, anything, because we love each other."

Kurt chuckled. "That is terribly clich�… but you're right."

Blaine rested his forehead on Kurt's and breathed him in, still able to smell his salty tears that dried under his eyes. He rubbed Kurt's nose with his own gently before Kurt stopped him by parting his lips and blending their mouths together.

"Can we sing now?" Blaine asked.

"Duh."

There it is, Blaine thought. It was a face that Kurt made. It was a glimmer of hope that the sad moment was passing. He picked up his guitar again and dragged a chair and a music stand over to the piano. Kurt took a seat at the piano bench.

Kurt began first on the ivories and Blaine joined in shortly after with the guitar.

Kurt: We simply fit together like a piece of apple pie

I will be vanilla ice cream and I'll sing you lullabies

I will love you in the moonlight and I'll love you in the day

Always

Blaine: I love the time we spend

like a watch from an old friend

I will help you keep your smile

promise me you'll stay a while

I will come to you in need and I will help you when I can

When I can

Both: Stay with me

Kurt: Promise me you're never gonna leave

Both: Stay with me

Blaine: Let's try to be the best that can be

Both: Take our time

Ooo

Blaine: We always joke together laugh till we're rolling on the floor

I like the way you dance around when you're running for the door

I will come to visit you even when we're old and gray

Always

Kurt: I love the way you make me feel

When you're asleep I'll take the wheel

Make sure you call when you get home

When you driving on the road

I will come to you in need and I will help you when I can

When I can

Both: Stay with me

Blaine: Promise me you're never gonna leave

Both: Stay with me

Kurt: Let's try to be the best that we can be

Both: Take our time

Ooo Da Da duh-da duh-da

The song drew to a close and both boys were smiling. "Stay there," Blaine said to Kurt. He ran his guitar back over to it's stand and rushed back to the piano. He straddled the bench, the same way Kurt was and sat knee to knee. Blaine put his hand on Kurt's hips and looked at him starry eyed. "You know what my favorite line was?"

"What?" Kurt said curiously.

"Promise me you're never gonna leave."

"Hmm," Kurt mused. "Yeah. When we first got together, I used to think that all the time. Like you were too good to be true and I used to think that I'd lose you at any second. Now that I know we're real, I want more than anything for us to never end."

"I don't want to hear that anymore. I love you so much and I'm not going anywhere and if you're not going anywhere either then let's not talk about our relationship ending. Instead, I think we should focus on the second part of the chorus. 'let's try to be the best that we can be, take our time.'" Blaine gripped Kurt tighter to reassure him. "I know we can make it past all this. High school is just a road block and we only have one more year. We just have to be patient. Then it really will be just us."

Kurt nodded his head. "You're right." He sighed, letting the feeling go. "So, let's change the subject."

"Fine by me. What do you want to do now?"

"Public or Private?"

"What's are my options for either one?"

"Public: coffee. Private: Movie in your room."

"Hmm." Blaine thought. "We haven't gone out for coffee in a while, but movie in my room means I can make out with you whenever I want."

"A very valid point."

"Can we walk to get coffee and then bring it back to my room?"

"That's something we've never done. We always sit down in the caf� with our coffee."

"I know, but then I get to taste the mocha on your tongue when I make out with you during the movie."

"You're all about making the most of things, aren't you?" Kurt asked giving Blaine an impish grin.

"Well, yeah." Blaine smiled and in one motion, slipped Kurt's calves over his thighs and pulled him close so he was straddling Blaine's lap. "Like right now. We're talking and while you respond to what I'm saying now, I'm going to make the most of you straddling me by assaulting your neck."

Kurt laughed and just as he was beginning to say something, Blaine parted his lips and tenderly nipped at Kurt's skin.

Outside the Rehearsal room

"Ugh! Eww," said Thad.

"I told you," added James with an eyebrow raised.

"I swear to God they're like puppies. They have like a five minute rebound after something bad happens to their toy and then they're on to the next annoying thing."

"So what do we do?"

"I have an idea." Thad cheshired and put his arm around James' shoulders while they walked away.