The ride to Kurt's house was uneventful, except for the lingering fact that it was on a motorcycle being driven by a person Kurt hadn't even known for a school day because he skipped half of his classes to find out where Kurt lived. Kurt kept reminding himself that this whole thing wasn't crazy, but he was starting to doubt it. The ride itself though wasn't as scary as Kurt imagined it would be. It was shorter than Kurt would like to admit, but pretty calm nonetheless. Kurt had to admit, Blaine was a pretty good driver.

As they reached Kurt's house, Blaine stopped in Kurt's driveway. It was empty, due to the fact that Burt and Carole weren't home from their respective jobs, and Finn apparently was coming home later than expected. Kurt got off the bike a little reluctantly (he could literally FEEL Blaine's six pack from where his hands where) and took off his helmet. He looked at Blaine who looked absolutely adorable as he took off his helmet too and ran his fingers through his hair. When Kurt felt his hair was fine, he finally turned to Blaine to talk to him.

"Thanks so much for the ride home. It wasn't as bad as I expected." Kurt said nonchalantly to Blaine. Blaine smiled up at him due to the fact that he was still on his bike.

"I'm glad you're not freaked. I kind of expected you to freak though." Blaine said with a chuckle as Kurt shot him his best bitch glare.

"I would not freak out due to a ride home on a motorcycle!" Kurt said haughtily.

"Yeah, well now I know." Blaine said happily.

Kurt was about to say his goodbye when Blaine took his hand. Sparks shot up Kurt's hand and he almost pulled away, but Blaine's grip was too tight. Not tight enough to constrict blood, but tight enough that Kurt could tell this was important. Blaine just stared at Kurt's hand sadly. Kurt took his other hand and picked up Blaine's chin and lifted Blaine's face to look at his. Kurt looked into Blaine's hazel eyes and tried not to melt at how gorgeous they were.

"Hey, what's wrong?" Kurt asked gently. Blaine cleared his throat.

"It's nothing. It's stupid." Blaine replied, his eyes falling to Kurt's hand, obviously avoiding eye contact.

"I'm sure it's not stupid. C'mon, I can't handle suspense." Kurt says with a slight pout, hoping to make Blaine share. Blaine sighs and looks up at Kurt.

"I just wanted to thank you for not buying into this whole bad boy thing. A lot of people avoid me because of this. They don't look at who I am, they just see the leather jacket and the motorcycle and they're on their way. You didn't see me like that, and I just really appreciate it." Blaine said slowly, looking at Kurt's face for any indication of his reaction. Kurt is quite taken aback by what Blaine says.

"Obviously, you know we don't know each other very well and-" Blaine rambles before Kurt interrupts him.

"I don't really know what to say. That was such a nice thing you just said and I'm kind of speechless. Thank you for being a nice person, even with all the crude jokes you make." Kurt replied with a smile on his face. After his response, the beaming look on Blaine's face made Kurt have the irresistible urge to kiss all his troubles away.

"If we stay friends, I promise to stop making the jokes." Blaine says seriously to Kurt.

"Well then I guess you'll have to try out your jokes on someone else, Blaine." Kurt says happily. Blaine laughs.

"Do you want to come inside?" Kurt asks. Blaine smiles and looks at his watch, then frowns.

"I can't, my mom's gonna be home in a few and I like to be there when she is." Blaine said sadly. Kurt nodded in understanding.

"It's cool, maybe another time. Bye Blaine. I'll see you tomorrow." Kurt says as he starts walking towards his house.

He hears Blaine's motorcycle engine start. He turns around as he reaches his door to see Blaine pulling out of his driveway. Blaine stops and waves to Kurt before driving off. After Kurt sees Blaine turn the corner off of his street, he plops down on his porch and thinks about the hazel-eyed boy he's slowly falling in love with.