Kurt had been in his apartment for no more than three minutes before he started unpacking. He couldn't stop moving. He was frustrated and angry and four hours on a bus didn't help him relax or calm down. He dusted his room, then the rest of the apartment. He cleaned the windows, swept and mopped the floors, cleaned the bathroom top to bottom, though it looked like Puck had done it recently, vacuumed all the rugs, put away all the clean dished that were in the dishwasher, and plopped himself onto the couch after every last little thing was cleaned. He looked around, irritated that nothing sparkled or shined because he spent so much time on everything. Hours had passed while he cleaned and he ignored every last call and text message from Vin. He left him the note that he'd call when he was ready to talk and he was going to stick to that. He wasn't ready to talk to Vin. He had plenty of things to say, but none of them were to his boyfriend. Many of the comments were about him, however and none of them were nice. He still couldn't sit still. Shower, he thought. That will take up time.

Kurt hopped in the shower and somewhere between lathering his hair and washing his body, he decided that he had to go talk to Blaine. He could have gone to Rachel and Finn's to talk to them and he could have waited for Puck to come home, but he might have come home with a random woman and Kurt didn't want to bother him. Blaine was who he wanted to talk to. Blaine, his friend… he did say that he wanted things to go back to the way they were, Kurt thought. He didn't want to push things too far, but he felt that Blaine was all he had and, really, he was the only one he wanted to talk to. Rachel would make this about her and Finn wouldn't offer anything intelligent or helpful.

He only knew that he couldn't sit still right now. He'd sat still in a bus seat for far too long and couldn't do that in his apartment too. What day is it? Friday. Kurt knew exactly where to find Blaine. He got in the shower and picked out an outfit. It was presentable enough to get him into Jericho, but not flashy enough to make him stand out. He didn't plan on staying there long, just long enough to ask Blaine when he was free and if he wanted to talk sometime. Then he would leave.

Blaine

Jericho was it's normal busy self and Blaine knew he was looking at another night where he would make rent in tonight's tips alone. He also smiled wider whenever he received a tip knowing that this month, he didn't owe rent from the agreement he and his room mates had with his landlord. Everything he made tonight was pure pocket money.

He left the bar to go retrieve a bucket of ice. His ice bin was low and mixed drinks were selling faster than normal. When he returned, Matty called over to him.

"Blaine!"

"What?" He dumped the ice into it's bin. Matty gestured with his chin over to the other side of the bar and Blaine knew immediately what Matty wanted him to see. Kurt was sitting at the bar alone with a drink. "Thanks," he said and started making a drink that a customer in front of him asked for. He wasn't ignoring Kurt. He just didn't have the time to go over and talk. If Blaine was the bartender over there or if Kurt was sitting over where Blaine was, he'd happily talk while he worked.

That didn't stop him from casually looking over at any chance he got to see what Kurt was doing. So far, it only looked like he was waiting patiently while sipping on a drink or two. Waiting for what? Blaine wondered. The more he looked over, the more he was reminded of the first time he met Kurt. Kurt was sitting at the bar one night, having a drink, and couldn't have looked more adorable as his facial features changed from nervous, to shy, and back to nervous when Sebastian came over. It was pathetic really, but it was one of the cutest things Blaine had ever seen. He thought for forever how to say something to him. He guessed he had to thank Sebastian for being the predator he was because without him, he may not have had the chance to talk to Kurt. Now, the only difference was that Kurt looked like he was deep in thought, but also content to just be sitting there. Blaine had to admit that it was nice to see a different expression on Kurt's face other than apologetic and hurt.

It wasn't long before Blaine had to disappear again to go get more ice. He was running through it faster than the ice had time to thaw.

Kurt

He saw Blaine at the bar smiling at his customers and winking at a few of them. Blaine was quickly making drink after drink and it looked like he was doing really well on tips. Since Kurt had shown up, Blaine had to empty his pockets into his tip jar twice. He wasn't sure if Blaine knew Kurt was sitting there, but he chose to sit where he was on purpose. He didn't want to distract Blaine; he was working after all. He just wanted to get his attention long enough to ask if they could talk when he was free.

So, Kurt waited. He ordered a few drinks, nursing them until Blaine would either take notice and have time to come over, or give him some sort of signal to mean that he didn't want to talk. The more time he had to himself, the more he thought about being there. What am I doing? Kurt thought. I'm going to vent to the guy I turned down about the guy I'm with? What's wrong with me? Shit, I'm so stupid. What am I doing here? He decided that when he was finished with his drink he would leave and forget about venting to anyone. Maybe he'd talk to Puck in the morning about it over breakfast or coffee. Rachel and Finn were definitely out of the question because they wouldn't understand. Puck. Puck was his only option.

He finished his drink and the second he put the glass down he heard a voice to his left that sounded vaguely familiar. "Look-ee look-ee. The porcelain doll came out to play." Kurt turned and saw Sebastian wearing a smile to go with his pitiful pick up line. "Last time we met, you turned me down."

"I'll turn you down this time too, if that's what your plan is." Kurt realized that his confidence was a little braver than the first time he met Sebastian. Maybe it was because talking to Sebastian and being oggled the way Sebastian was doing, reminded him of the party Vin took him too. He instantly felt gross.

Sebastian chuckled. "What's it going to take to get you to have one drink with me?"

"You don't take 'no' very well do you?"

"Nope. Never have. Don't like the word."

"Like it or not, it still exists and I'm saying it to you."

"So, what's your deal anyway? I'm hot, wealthy, and slicker than a water slide. What's not to like? A drink, dinner sometime, a fuck, I'll pay for it all."

Yep. Definitely feels like the party. He was irritated and got the nerve he should have had at the party. "Pay? You think I can be bought?"

"Everyone's got a price."

"Well, I'm not for sale and if I was, I'd be in the alley outside with the other prostitutes."

"Come on, let me buy you a drink."

"Why? So I can give the bartender another twenty dollar tip? Cause that's what I did with your money last time. I didn't buy a drink and I didn't take it. I gave it away, just like you do. You give yourself away to anyone willing. I'm not willing and I don't want you to buy me anything."

"Don't be like that. You think I can't be a gentleman? Try me. I-"

Kurt felt a hand on his shoulder, heard a voice saying something sounding like, "Excuse me," and then everything went blank.

Blaine

When Blaine came back with a bucket of ice he saw his oldest rival trying to chat Kurt up. Sebastian and his predatory manner was leaning far too close to Kurt for Blaine's liking and when he took a glance at Kurt's face, he was happy to see that Kurt, once again, didn't care for Sebastian's attention. It was clear from last time that Kurt didn't know how to get Sebastian away from him though and, by the looks of things, he wasn't doing any better this time.

Blaine was getting prone to being jealous when it came to Vin because he knew that attention and affection was expected and he just had to suck it up. When it came to seeing Sebastian, however, jealousy crept upon him like kindling catching fire. He dropped his bucket of ice where he stood and made his way back around the bar, ignoring any and all people he had to squeeze through to get to the other end of the bar.

He reached his hand out, slipping it easily to cuff around Kurt's shoulder. "Excuse me," he said, eying Sebastian arrogantly. Without thinking or pausing at all, Blaine put himself between Kurt and Sebastian and kissed Kurt hard on the mouth. He parted his lips and flicked his tongue out to gain access to Kurt's tongue, which he tangled with instantly.

While extremely surprised, Kurt moved his lips against Blaine's like it was second nature. After all the kisses they shared, it kind of was. He opened his mouth instinctually when Blaine licked Kurt's bottom lip and felt the familiar feeling that excited him so much. Blaine's tongue tangled with his and they parted lips with an audible smack. Blaine instantly turned his face to Sebastian, looking at him as if to dare him to continue hitting on Kurt. "It was nice seeing you again, Sebastian." He said it like it was an invitation for Sebastian to leave.

Sebastian instantly got the hint, scoffed, rolled his eyes and left. Blaine turned back to Kurt and took his hands back. Kurt was looking at him with a stunned expression. His eyebrows where lifted and his lips were pressed together tightly. "Hi?" Kurt said.

It was that moment that Blaine had a tiny bit of regret, doing that. Kurt clearly chose Vin and Blaine had no right kissing him like that. "Hi," he said sounding apologetic.

"That was… interesting."

"You looked like you were having trouble getting him away from you again."

"I was. So… thanks? I guess?" Kurt smiled a little.

"What are you doing here? I thought you were in Vermont."

"I was. I left early."

"Oh?" Blaine tried not to sound happy. "What happened?"

"Blaine!" Matty yelled from behind the bar. "Hi, Kurt." He turned back to Blaine. "Get your ass behind the bar. Do you see how swamped we are?"

"Be right there!" Blaine yelled back, annoyed. "Can we talk some other time?"

"Yes! That's actually why I'm here. I was hoping we could have a chat or something when you're free. It's been so long since we've hung out or talked."

"Yeah. Um. Wanna go to that western bar in Hell's Kitchen after the show ends on Sunday? What's it called? Flaming Saddles? I'm super busy tomorrow with the show and then work."

"Sure. I like that place."

Kurt appeared to be happy talking to Blaine, but Blaine was able to read between the lines and knew there was a reason for Kurt wanting to talk. "Everything okay?"

"Blaine!" Matty yelled again.

"I just wanted to talk. Is that okay?" Kurt quickly added. He couldn't back out now. He knew Blaine would know that there was a reason for him being there alone.

"Yes. That's definitely okay."

"Blaine!" Matty yelled one last time.

"I'm coming!" Blaine yelled loudly. He was pissed at his friend for doing this to him. A bunch of near by guys looked over at Blaine and smiled.

"I'd be coming too if I got up on him," said one guy, eyeing Kurt.

Kurt grinned, flattered by the compliment and laughing inwardly at how Blaine just walked right into an ejaculation joke at a gay bar. Blaine blushed. "I'll see you at work tomorrow." He leaned in and gave Kurt a peck on the cheek, just in case the guy who just eyed Kurt was thinking about talking to him. Blaine disappeared into the crowd of people and by the time he made it back around the bar, Kurt was gone from his seat.