When Blaine walked into the Diner after work the next day he couldn't stop the grin that slid onto his face. Kurt was behind the bar picking up a washing up bowl full of empty glass and plates. He pushed it through the hatch to the kitchen before washing his hands at the sink. He grabbed the towel that was hanging over his shoulder and was wiping his hands dry when he turned back to the customers. He spotted Blaine who was still standing by the door and his eyes widened slightly before he ducked his head bashfully. Blaine laughed and walked over to the bar, sitting in a vacant stool.

"Hello"

"Hello you"

They stared at each other across the bar, soft smiles on their faces. Blaine wasn't sure if he should learn over to kiss the other man but decided that the moment was so perfect that it hardly needed a kiss.

When Blaine and Kurt had returned to the living room the previous night, they sat on the sofa cuddled up together and ate the melted icecream whilst watching a film. They hadn't kissed again the entire night until Kurt walked Blaine to the door just past 11 o'clock and Blaine had pressed a gentle kiss to Kurt's cheek, thanking him for the wonderful night.

Sitting across from Kurt now brought back the feeling of his lips against Blaine's, the weight of Kurt leaning into him on the sofa...it was perfect.

"Can I get you anything?" Kurt asked, breaking the comfortable silence and leaning across the bar so he was closer to Blaine who was positively glowing with happiness.

"Just a coffee please," Blaine sighed before shyly adding, "And a gorgeous bartender if there is any going"

Kurt laughed and started to blush, reaching across the bar to take Blaine's hand, lifting it to his mouth and kissing the knuckles. Blaine squeezed Kurt's hand gently before letting him go about preparing the coffee.

As Kurt was making the coffee, Blaine thought about his day at work and how it was the first time in a while that he hadn't been entirely depressed throughout the day. His thoughts were full of Kurt as he worked and they were more than enough to motivate Blaine into completing a few tasks his father had given him. Even when he had emailed the files to his father who replied saying he was far too busy to check through Blaine's mediocre work (even though he asked for it to be done) it didn't deter his giddiness. It was a sure sign that maybe things were starting to look up for him and it was all due to the incredible man that was pushing a cup of coffee across the bar to him.

"Thank you" Blaine smiled gratefully, passing over the money which Kurt took.

"I looked into getting you one of those bartenders...there is one free tomorrow night if you're interested in going on a date with him?" Kurt said casually, leaning against the bar again. Blaine's hands trembled slightly at Kurt's words and he swallowed nervously.

"Y-you want to go on a date with me?" Blaine asked timidly, hoping more than anything that Kurt wasn't simply messing around with him. Kurt rolled his eyes and took hold of one of Blaine's hands.

"No Blaine, I kissed you back last night because I really do not want to go on a date with you, ugh what a horrible thought!" Kurt pretended to gag causing Blaine to laugh and his worries to disappear. He shoved Kurt playfully with his free hand before ducking his head slightly. Kurt's available hand lifted Blaine's chin up so that he could look into his eyes.

"There is nothing I want more than to go on a date with you tomorrow, Blaine" He said sincerely and Blaine couldn't stop himself from leaning up and meeting Kurt with a soft, quick kiss. When he pulled away he felt his blood humming pleasantly in his veins. Kurt winked at him and touched his cheek gently before walking to the other end of the bar to serve somebody. Blaine let out a shakey breath and allowed himself to squeal quietly because he was going on a date with Kurt and in that moment everything was right in the world.

---

Blaine ended up taking Kurt to restaurant in the centre of Columbus, guessing that he would want a change from the Diner he worked in every single day. When Blaine had picked Kurt up in his car he had to restrain from throwing himself at Kurt because he looked impeccable. More so than normal. He wore black dress trousers that clung to his legs and a pale blue shirt that he left untucked but had buttoned to the top, finishing the look with a darker blue bowtie. His hair was as perfect as always and his skin looked somehow paler except for the light dusting of pink from where he was blushing. Blaine's jaw dropped and he tried to remember how to breathe as he took in Kurt's appearance, not quite understanding how he managed to score such a gorgeous being.

"You look incredible" Blaine said as soon as Kurt stepped out of his apartment block, rushing forward to take a hold of his hand, lacing their fingers together.

"Thank you," Kurt said shyly, "So do you, it's nice to see you out of your work suit, not that you don't look amazing in it"
Blaine looked down to his outfit, suddenly feeling under-dressed in black skinny jeans and a red sweater over a crisp white shirt. He shrugged as if he hadn't spent an entire hour picking out his outfit as soon as he arrived home the previous night.

When they were seated at the restaurant and each had a glass of white wine after ordering their food, Blaine leant forward and took Kurt's hand in his own, stroking his thumb across the back of it. He didn't care that he was in full view of many other customers who more than likely didn't approve of them both. He was so overwhelmingly happy that he was willing to look straight past their ignorance.

"So Kurt," Blaine started, smirking slightly, "Tell me about yourself"
Kurt laughed and shrugged his shoulders, leaning his elbow on the table and resting his cheek in his palm.

"What do you want to know?" He said back playfully.

"Absolutely everything...what colour is your toothbrush?" Blaine asked sincerely, as if it was the most important question in the world. Kurt rolled his eyes and squeezed Blaine's hand.

"I'm not that interesting...and it's white and orange"

"You're the single most interesting man in all of Ohio, don't give me that," Blaine smiled, "Now spill"

After a bit more coaxing and a few more sips of wine, Kurt finally started to open up and talk about himself. Blaine was thrilled when Kurt talked about his childhood, holding his hand tightly when Kurt mentioned his Mum dying, hopefully giving comfort. Kurt had smiled softly at him in return before carrying on talking about his father and the heart attack he had had in Kurt's junior year of high school.

"That must have been awful" Blaine sympathised. Kurt nodded, his eyes looking sad as he remembered that particular time in his life.

"It really was, I couldn't eat or sleep because I was too busy worrying, just hoping he would come out of the coma...you know the last thing he said to me was that he was disappointed in me," Kurt sighed softly at the memory, "All because I didn't go to family dinner"

"I'm sure he didn't mean it" Blaine tried to reassure.

"Oh no, he definitely did...but when he woke up I apologised and promised to never miss a family dinner again and we hugged and everything went back to normal between us"

"It sounds like you and your dad get along really well?" Blaine asked just as their food arrived at the table. They both thanked the waiter and Blaine poured them each another glass of wine before Kurt spoke again.

"My dad is pretty much my best friend, other than Rach of course, I wouldn't know what to do without him half the time" Kurt laughed as they started to eat. Blaine had a question on the tip of his tongue and he opened his mouth, meaning to ask it before quickly snapping his jaw shut and busying himself with eating. He didn't know if it was too personal or anything, but he did really want to know.

"You look positively anxious...what's on your mind?" Kurt laughed, reaching over to run his finger tips along the back of Blaine's hand, leaving a trail of tingles in its wake.

"I don't want to nosey" Blaine mumbled, looking down at his plate.

"Isn't a date the time when you're meant to be nosey? The time to learn everything about each other, even the embarrassing moments and the secrets to see if you're compatible?" Kurt asked, his voice gentle but Blaine could hear the teasing in his tone. He looked up and found Kurt staring at him with a smile.

"I just...I was wondering how your dad took it when you came out to him" Blaine said quickly, pushing his fork through his food as Kurt chewed slowly and continued to stare at him.

"You know," Kurt said after swallowing his mouthful, "I get the impression that if I tell you about my coming out story it might make you upset"

"Why would it make me upset?" Blaine asked nervously. Kurt reached across the table yet again and held onto Blaine's available hand.

"Because my dad isn't an arsehole and doesn't treat me like I'm scum of the earth...he took it very well, he claimed that he'd known for years that I was gay so you know...it was hardly a surprise for him," Kurt explained, shrugging his shoulders slightly, "He was my rock when I was figuring myself out I guess and he stuck by myside the entire time"

Blaine swallowed and smiled at Kurt, clinging gently to his hand because Kurt had everything he had ever dreamed of. A family who accepted him completely and still loved him despite his sexual preferences. That was what a family should be like...sticking together through every little detail and not excluding anyone because they were a bit different to them. He was envious of Kurt sure, but he wasn't bitter, Kurt deserved it.

"That's really great, I only wish that every father was as accepting as yours" Blaine grinned and Kurt laughed, instantly lightening the mood. Blaine's heart leapt happily in his chest at Kurt's next words.

"We can share...he would love you"

---

Throughout dinner, Blaine learnt so much about Kurt that his brain was buzzing with the new information. It felt like his entire being was just screaming Kurt, Kurt, Kurt and he wasn't complaining at all. He could easily have sat and listened to Kurt talk about himself the entire night, but apparently Kurt had other plans.
When they had argued over the check (which Blaine won, giving his credit card to the waiter), Kurt pulled him out of his seat and lead him out into the street. Blaine felt a little tipsy from the bottle of wine they were drinking through dinner and he happily allowed Kurt to pull him down the road without a clue as to where they were going.

"I remember you telling me that you were in your high school Glee club," Kurt explained, tugging on Blaine's hand, encouraging him to walk faster, "So I want to show you one of my favourite places"
Blaine followed wordlessly until Kurt finally stopped outside a nightclub.

"I can't dance" Blaine blurted out even though he was actually pretty good. He just didn't think dancing with Kurt in the close proximity of a club would help his self control around the male. Kurt laughed and rolled his eyes, nodding to the bouncer and pulling Blaine inside.

"Good job it's not a dance event then...although I'd like to put your moves to the test one night" Kurt winked, instantly flushing at his choice of words but Blaine laughed it off and squeezed his hand. They walked down the narrow hallway which led to the main room of the nightclub. It was crowded and dark except for the disco lights flashing against the walls. The sound of somebody singing reached their ears and Blaine's stomach dropped as he realised what Kurt had dragged him to.

Karaoke night.

A look at the nearest notice board affirmed his horror.

"No, no-"

"Yes!" Kurt cut him off, walking up to the bar leaving Blaine with no choice but to follow him. They ordered drinks which Kurt paid for and then found an empty table near the back of the club which was mostly full of people the same age as them, some a little younger. The atmosphere felt amazing, like everybody was having such a good time sipping their drinks and cheering on the brave volunteers. Blaine really hoped that Kurt wouldn't make him sing up on the stage but he had a feeling it was a wasted wish.

"I hope you know we're singing" Kurt said nonchalantly as if he was just in Blaine's thoughts. Blaine screwed up his nose in distaste and Kurt laughed.

"I had a feeling you'd say that"

"I had a feeling that would be your reaction, but you're not getting out of it" Kurt said, narrowing his eyes before laughing. Blaine felt a hand slip casually onto his thigh and he used every strength in his body to not press up into the touch. They sipped their drinks and watched the female who was attempting a Celine Dion song and it was so bad that Kurt was cringing but Blaine just couldn't stop smiling because she looked like she was having a lot of fun.

Kurt's thumb was absentmindedly trailing patterns into Blaine's leg which was making his insides squirm happily. In the darkness of the club, Blaine glanced over at Kurt who was staring up at the stage where a man had now taken the woman's place and was singing some Top 40 song. The alcohol in Blaine's system gave him the courage to move closer to Kurt, resting his arm around the other man's lower back. Kurt turned to him and smiled, leaning forward to rest their foreheads together momentarily before turning back to the stage. Blaine placed his hand gently on Kurt's waist and squeezed gently before letting his own fingertips trail patterns onto the shirt covered skin.

They sat there for a while chatting quietly to each other and listening to other people singing along to the machine. Kurt excused himself to get them refills on their drinks but Blaine lost sight of him amongst the crowded club and it was a full five minutes before he returned. Those five minutes gave Blaine the opportunity to evaluate how well the date was going and how happy Kurt made him. He couldn't help but feel that this was it for him, Kurt was it. The thought was ridiculous of course, he'd only known Kurt a little over a week and they'd only hung out outside of work twice. But every second of time he spent with Kurt were the happiest moments of his life and he couldn't imagine anybody ever making him happier...he wasn't sure if it was even possible to be happier.

When Kurt fought his way back through the crowd to him, Blaine reached up and took his drink.

"I thought you'd done a runner, I didn't think I was that bad a date" Blaine smirked, raising an eyebrow at Kurt when he sat back down. He laughed and took a sip of his drink.

"Nah, you're not that bad...I'll stick around a little longer I guess" Kurt smiled warmly, his eyes slightly glassy from the alcohol. Blaine grinned and didn't resist leaning over and pressing his lips to Kurt's. They were as soft as usual, warm with the taste of alcohol lingering on them. Blaine sighed gently and took Kurt's drink out of his hand, placing both of the glasses on the table without breaking contact. He raised a hand and placed it on Kurt's cheek, tilting his head to the side slightly so that they could angle the kiss better.

Kurt moaned softly when Blaine parted his lips and ran his tongue along Kurt's bottom lip. One of Kurt's hands came to rest on Blaine's chest, the other on his neck drawing him closer. Blaine tentatively placed a hand on the inside of Kurt's thigh as their tongues met in his mouth, running smoothly together.

Blaine's brain felt like it was short circuiting from lack of oxygen but he didn't care as he continued kissing Kurt with every piece of emotion he had in him, hoping to get across just how amazing Blaine thought Kurt was.

"And next up is Kurt Hummel and Blaine Anderson!"

Kurt pulled away from Blaine then and giggled against his lips as they both breathed deeply, chests heaving. Kurt pressed a kiss to Blaine's forehead before untangling himself and pulling Blaine to his feet.

"Do we have a Kurt and Blaine out there?" A voice called and Blaine guessed that the reason Kurt had taken so long to get back to him was because he was signing them up for karaoke. He was instantly reminded that the kissing stopped just so he could make a fool out of himself. It seemed hardly fair but the look of pure joy on Kurt's face as they climbed up onto the stage made it completely worth it.

Kurt went over to the machine and quickly chose a song before handing Blaine a microphone. The crowd were cheering for them both and Blaine had a slight case of stage fright because he hadn't sung in front of a crowd since high school. He loved music more than anything in the world but since being forced to follow in his father's footsteps he guessed he lost sight of his real dreams.

Kurt started singing the first line to Pink's "Perfect" and Blaine suppressed the urge to roll his eyes at the song choice. Trust Kurt to choose something so cliché for the two of them, a song that could both easily feel at ease from.

Pretty pretty please,
Don't you ever ever feel, like you're less than, less than perfect

Blaine was singing directly to Kurt and vise versa throughout the song. He was a bit scratchy at first, needing a few seconds for his voice to warm up as it hadn't done much singing in years except singing along to the radio in the car. But once he got going his voice harmonised beautifully with Kurt's and Blaine realised that he was wrong earlier. It was possible to be happier, right there on the stage dancing around and singing to Kurt was the happiest he had ever been.

Pretty pretty please, if you ever ever feel like you're nothing you are perfect to me.

They finished the song to the excited applause of the crowd. It was no doubt that they were the best singers out of the entire night and maybe it was rare for the club to see actual talent but they were drinking it in generously. Kurt laughed and took Blaine's microphone, putting them both to the side before jumping down from the stage, pulling Blaine with him. He didn't walk back to their table however, leading the way to the exit instead and Blaine's stomach fluttered with excitement.

---

Blaine's back met hard wood as he was pushed up against the closed front door of Kurt's apartment by the man in question. As Kurt slipped a thigh between Blaine's legs he felt like all his dreams were coming true. He moaned as Kurt's lips mapped the skin of his jaw, tracing the bone and making their way to Blaine's neck to gently nibble on the skin, sucking it into his mouth and lapping at it with his tongue. Blaine moaned loudly and grinded down onto Kurt's thigh, sending jolts of pleasure through his body. Kurt's lips left his neck causing Blaine to whine.

"Rach?" Kurt shouted into the apparently empty apartment. When there was no reply Blaine pushed away from the door and walked Kurt backwards until his knees hit the sofa and he toppled over the arm, Blaine falling on top of him. Blaine wriggled until he was situated between Kurt's open legs, their chests and crotches flushed together, both men trying to hold back moans of delight at the contact. The feeling of being on top of Kurt combined with the comfort of the sofa, Blaine felt like he had fallen into bliss.

They continued to kiss deeply and enthusiastically, hands roaming over bodies and under shirts to touch skin. Everywhere Kurt touched left a spark of electricity and heat and things heated up so quickly that Blaine had to lean back and pull his sweater over his head, throwing it to the floor. Kurt gasped a sudden intake of breath and started to trace the lines of Blaine's chest with his finger tips, his lips sucking gently on Blaine's exposed collar bone. His hands found their way to Blaine's belt buckle and Kurt looked up at him in question.

And God Blaine wanted to say yes, to let Kurt do whatever he liked but they really shouldn't, not so soon into their relationship and especially not when they'd been drinking throughout the night.

"Wait- wait, Kurt, slow down a second" Blaine mumbled, sitting up from between Kurt's legs and holding Kurt's hands to stop them from trying to undo the belt. He pouted but didn't put up a stuggle, allowing Blaine to kiss his knuckles as they both calmed down.

"Why slow?" Kurt asked eventually but with no trace of bitterness in his voice, just curiosity which gave Blaine the impression that it wasn't often that somebody told Kurt to slow down in situations like that.

"Because we have so much time for this Kurt, time I would like to spend learning every tiny detail about your body," Blaine explained, moving Kurt's leg to the other side of his body so that Blaine could slide down between Kurt and the back of the sofa, wrapping his arms around Kurt's waist, "I don't want to rush things, you mean a lot to me and I hope that there will be many more occasions between us when we can explore each other without alcohol in our systems"

Blaine looked at Kurt whose eyes were wide with wonder. A soft smile played at his lips and he reached up to kiss Blaine on the mouth.

"That sounds perfect...you're perfect"

"You're perfect to me" Blaine sung quietly to Kurt who laughed and snuggled in closer to Blaine's chest. Blaine tightened his grip as their legs tangled together and they lay on the sofa peacefully. Blaine knew that Kurt could hear his heart beating loudly in his chest from where Kurt's head was resting but he didn't mind...it belonged to him anyway.

Kurt was running his finger tips along Blaine's arm when he started shifting around slightly. Blaine pulled back so he could look at Kurt's face.

"You alright?" He whispered, searching Kurt's eyes for discomfort but not finding any. Kurt nodded and sighed softly.

"I just...I'm really happy right now" Kurt mumbled, hiding his face back into Blaine's chest as Blaine felt himself swell with emotion because christ he was so happy too. He simply tightened his grip around the man in his arms and pressed a kissed to the top of his head.

After another moment of silence, Kurt spoke up again.

"I think you should quit your job" He stated, causing Blaine to pull back again and look at Kurt to make sure he hadn't suddenly turned crazy within a few minutes. He still looked relatively sane however.

"You're joking right?"

"No, why would I be joking? It doesn't make you happy, and Blaine you deserve happiness more than anyone" Kurt said sincerely, sitting up on an elbow and reaching over to cup Blaine's cheek in his hand. His thumb brushed Blaine's cheekbone but Blaine couldn't really focus on anything except Kurt's words.

"I can't just-"

"Do you know how ecstatic you looked on stage tonight? Blaine...you looked like you were at home, like you were born to perform in front of crowds and frankly after witnessing that it breaks my heart to know that you're working in an office"

Blaine knew the words falling from Kurt's mouth were true but he couldn't help but shake his head and close his eyes. He wanted so badly to leave that place, leave his father's hateful glares each day. Since Kurt entered his life, everything had instantly got infinitely better but Blaine couldn't shake the feeling that if he were to leave the place (and person) who made him feel so worthless than things would be perfect. More than anything he wanted to be a musician, to write his own songs and perform them and make a difference to someones life.

"The Diner has been thinking about hiring live entertainment, so somebody who plays each evening and performs customer requests...I think you should audition for it" Kurt carried on, speaking quietly, his voice soothing to Blaine's ears. He blinked his eyes open to find Kurt smiling at him.

"Your voice is so beautiful and you can play the piano and guitar right?" Blaine nodded wordlessly, "Well there you go, you'd be perfect for the slot and despite what you think, you really fit in at the Diner"

Blaine didn't really know what to say to that. Ever since he and his friends had graduation from Dalton, Blaine had desperately hoped to find somewhere he would once again fit in but he had had no luck...until now it seemed. To hear those words were kind of over whelming as he hadn't ever expected to hear them, he felt he was destined to be lonely for the rest of his life. So for this beautiful, interesting, smart, caring and all-around amazing guy to say with such conviction that he, Blaine Anderson, fitted in somewhere...the two words Blaine mumbled were the most sincerest he could find really.

"Thank you"

Kurt's mouth broke into a blinding smile as he nodded and Blaine caught the feeling that Kurt knew exactly why he couldn't voice anything other than his gratitude. Kurt understand Blaine better than most people in his life after such a short amount of time and it was such a nice feeling. Sometimes in life it is the little things such as having a friend who just 'gets you' which mean the most.

"Just think about it okay?" Kurt said and Blaine nodded before a kiss was pressed to his lips again and he was too distracted by Kurt to think about anything else.