"Hon, I'm home!" Sebastian called as he walked into the door. Blaine came walking out into the kitchen, nervously shaking, "What's the matter?" Sebastian asked as he watched his boyfriend's quivering. Blaine caught his breath and took a seat in one of the chairs at the kitchen table.

"Have a seat, Bas." Blaine said. Sebastian, worried took the seat next to Blaine and folded his arms on the table. Blaine took Sebastian's hands into his, "I know we've had our ups and downs in this rollercoaster relationship we've been having for the past three years now." Blaine began. Sebastian closed his eyes. He had no idea what was going on, "And I know your feelings have been deeper than mine. And I've come to know why." Blaine said.

"Oh, God, please don't say what I think your about to say?" Sebastian said, a tear rolling out of his shut eyes.

Blaine swallowed, "It's because I don't love you." He continued. Sebastian nodded.

"I'll pack my necessary belongings and leave you for tonight. I'll be back tomorrow for the rest of my stuff. You were here first, I don't want to intrude." Sebastian said, opening his eyes and standing up.

"I'm sorry I had to do this, Seb." Blaine said.

"Don't be. You inconsiderate asshole!" Sebastian half yelled. Blaine sat back in his chair, alarmed, "Everything was going fine until you started working for that worn down sorry excuse for a high school!"

"I just don't love you, anymore." Blaine said, keeping calm.

"What's going on here?!" Sebastian yelled.

"N-n-n-nothing's going on-" Blaine protested.

"Does it have to do with that 'class helper' of yours?!"

Blaine sat up, "It has absolutely nothing to do with anything beyond the fact that I! Don't! Love! You!" Blaine, now yelling half lied although he looked at Sebastian right in the eyes. Sebastian took in a breath and stormed out of the house.

Kurt put on his jacket and fixed the collar, "Bye dad, I'm going to - Mercedes' now!" He called as he opened the front door.

"Have fun, don't stay over too late! It is a school night!" Burt called back from wherever he was in the house. Kurt closed the door behind him and pulled out the slip of paper he had tucked in his pants pocket. He read it over as he walked to his car and kept checking the entire drive there. He pulled up into the driveway of Blaine's house and took in a deep breath as he got out. His heart began beating faster as he climbed the porch steps and rang the doorbell. Blaine answered it to Kurt's relief. He had a feeling that the address was a fake or that Sebastian might answer.

"Hiya." Blaine said as he wrapped his arms around Kurt's waist and pulled Kurt closer to him.

"Is Sebastian here?" Kurt asked. Blaine gave Kurt a quick, passionate kiss on the lips.

"No, he just left a few minutes ago. He shouldn't be back until tomorrow. So, we have today to goof off." Blaine responded before kissing Kurt again.

Blaine lead Kurt inside his house and to the living room. Kurt surveyed it, "I've never actually been to one of my teacher's houses until now." Kurt said as he took a seat on the couch centered in the room. Blaine chuckled as he sat down next to him.

"There's one difference between me and your other teachers." Blaine said, leaning in and kissing Kurt's cheek. Kurt turned to look at him.

"I just can't believe this is happening." Kurt admitted.

"Well believe it." Blaine whispered flirtatiously as he leaned in and kissed Kurt again. Kurt wrapped his arms around Blaine's shoulders as he kissed back. Blaine got Kurt laying on his back and himself sitting on top. They only broke the kiss for mere seconds for air before pressing on. Blaine traced Kurt's mouth with his tongue for entry which Kurt granted. Blaine squeezed his eyes shut as he felt his clock harden and released from the kiss. He sat back and felt it soften again. He didn't want to go there yet.

"Do you want something to drink?" Blaine asked, breathless.

"Why'd you stop?" Kurt asked as he sat back up.

"I don't want to get into things, just yet. I've always wanted to wait until marriage, just to know I'm losing it to the person I loved." Blaine said.

"Someone as good as you can not be a virgin." Kurt said. There was a long silence between them, "I thought you do love me?" Kurt then asked.

"I think I do? But we're also early in the relationship. We don't want to jump into things that our body's are telling us to do too early." Kurt looked down at his lap and thought about it, "You still haven't replied to my drink offer." Blaine then said, hoping to relieve some of the tension he felt developing in the room. Kurt remained silent. Blaine stood up and went to the kitchen, he was feeling a bit thirsty. He came back with two water bottles. Kurt was now looking at him. Blaine tossed a water bottle at him which he caught. Blaine untwisted the cap off his bottle and chugged down half the bottle while Kurt took a sip out of his.

"If you don't want to go to that base then-" Kurt stopped and looked back down. He sat his bottle down on the coffee table.

"Yeah?" Blaine questioned as he twisted his cap shut and sat his bottle next to Kurt's and sat back down on the couch.

"Then can we at least-" Kurt cut off again as his lips touched Blaine's again. Kurt laid back down on the couch. Blaine let his lips trail Kurt's chin and down to the side of his neck where he began sucking on it.

Kurt's eyes rolled back in contentment as he let out a satisfying moan. Blaine continued sucking gingerly on the side of Kurt's neck.

Kurt's eyes widened, "Blaine." Kurt said, "Blaine!" He called as he pulled Blaine away from him.

"What?" Blaine asked as they sat back up.

"We're starting to go... that way and - oh God, that's gonna bruise." Kurt said as he rubbed the spot Blaine was sucking on, "You just gave me a hickey. I can't go home marked. My dad doesn't know I'm here. He thinks I'm at Mercedes watching a few musicals."

"Oh my God. Kurt, I'm so sorry. I-I don't know what keeps getting into me?" Blaine shook his head, "I was never like this with Bas."

"Right now I just need to figure out a way to get past my dad without him seeing the bruise until I can apply make-up." Kurt said.

Blaine bit his lip and studied Kurt, "Your jacket." He said. Kurt touched the leather jacket he still had on.

"What about my jacket?" Kurt asked, confused.

"We can put up the collar. It is a type of fashion in like - biker world but it'll keep your hickey covered long enough to pass your dad. He'll probably forget all about this 'fashion trend' by morning anyway. Right?"

"That's genius, Blaine." Kurt said as he pulled the collar up. Of course he didn't like the idea, he probably looked stupid but it was worth it for just a few brief seconds.

When Kurt got home he found his dad lounging in his chair in the living room.

"Hey, kiddo!" Burt called as he heard the door shut.

"Hey dad!" Kurt called back as he began for the steps. Burt turned to look at his son.

"You're home early." He said as Kurt climbed the stairs. Kurt's face flushed.

"Yeah, I... uh... we - didn't have time for another movie. We also realized we had to study for this Chem test tomorrow." Kurt lied as he disappeared up the stairs. He made it to his room and practically sprinted to his vanity where he studied the bruise that was bigger than he expected, "Just my fucking luck." He whispered to himself as he searched for the make-up which he applied on it until it looked like the bruise didn't exist. He then joined his dad down in the living room.