Blaine wakes with a groan. He can feel the sun on his face and does his best to shelter himself from it. He hears someone clear their throat and immediately tenses. He hears the person do it again, and jumps up, fearing the worst. He regrets it right away when he feels the pounding in his head. He lets out another groan and looks up at the blurry figure in front of him. They hand him a glass of water and two aspirin.

It's when Blaine actually hears them speak, that he knows exactly who it is. Kurt.

“How are you feeling?” Kurt asks softly.

“How did I end up here?”

“Well, what's the last thing you remember?”

“I was at a bar, and was about to leave when-” Blaine cuts off sharply.

“When…?” Kurt prods.

“Sebastian.” Blaine whispers.

Blaine turns slowly and sees Sebastian with that same smirk he knew very well by now.

“Stay away from me, Sebastian.” Blaine says through clenched teeth, trying to hide his slight fear.

“Oh, simmer down Blainey. You know I'd never hurt you.” He leans in close to Blaine's ear. “Without reason.” He whispers.

Blaine pushes him away and tries to leave, but with Sebastian being in his way, makes it more difficult.

All of a sudden, a man looking to be about the same age as Blaine slides behind Sebastian and slips his arms around his waist. He begins to nibble on his ear, trying to get him back to their table. Blaine looks as if he's about to be sick.

“Who's this baby?” The man purrs in Sebastian's ear.

“He's the one I told you about.”

“Oh, you mean the asshole that broke your heart?” He looks to Blaine on the verge of anger.

“The very one.” Sebastian says almost as if it wasn't a big deal.

“I'm the asshole? You fucking hit me!” Blaine yells. “And you-” He says looking directly at Sebastian's new boy toy, “Get out while you can. You don't need someone like this in your life. He's going to hurt you.”

“See, that's where we're different. I give him what he wants. I can satisfy him in every way you didn't. He has no reason to hurt me. You just weren't good enough. And from what Sebastian has told me, you were never good enough. Right, baby?” He looks over to Sebastian.

Blaine is fuming. Angry tears threatening to fall.

“That's right. Not enough for his parents. Not enough for L.A or New York. And…” He pauses. “Not enough for Kurt. Let's go. Bye Blaine.” With that, Sebastian leaves, lover by his side, signature smirk still plastered on.

That was all it took for Blaine to break. He turns around, back to the bar and orders a shot and tells the bartender to keep them coming.

Upon reliving that, Blaine is once again trying to hold back his tears. He hated how Sebastian was able to do this to him so easily.

“So is that all?” Kurt asks.

“Yeah. Did something else happen?”

“Well, you asked me how you ended up here. You called me, drunk off your ass…”

Kurt was fast asleep, after his fight with Blaine. Its a couple of hours later, when he hears a faint ringing sound around him. Eventually it becomes louder, and Kurt realizes its his phone. He reaches blindly for it, and answers it without checking who it is.

“-llo” Kurt answers groggily.

“Kurt?” Kurt is more awake now once he hears the voice.

“K-Kurt, are y-you there? P-please be t-there.” Blaine is crying over the phone, sobbing after every other word.

“Blaine? Yes, I'm here. I'm here! What's going on? Are you okay?” Kurt is stumbling out of bed, more alert that Blaine might be in trouble.

“Kurt, c-can you c-come and get m-me. I s-saw S-s-Sebastian, and, and-” Blaine was cut off by another round of sobs that attack his body.

Kurt's heart sunk. What if Sebastian tried to hurt him again? He needed to get to Blaine. Now.

“Blaine? Blaine, I need you to tell me where you are.”

“I'm at the bar.”

“Okay. I'll be right there. Don't you move. I'll be right there, Blaine.” Kurt knew exactly which bar Blaine was talking about. The closest one being about 15 minutes from his apartment.

“Please hurry, Kurt.” Blaine sounded desperate and pleading.

Kurt is dressed in record time and out the door within minutes. He forgoes taking a taxi and begins to run. Running towards the bar. Running towards Blaine.

Blaine is sitting on the curb outside the bar, with his knees drawn to his chest. His head is resting on them. Kurt has never seen him look so small.

“Blaine?” Kurt asks, walking slowly towards him.

Blaine's head shoots up, and he sees Kurt. He jumps up and runs straight into Kurt's arms and holds him tight.

“Kurt. Kurt. Kurt.” Blaine whispers. Its almost as if he's making sure Kurt is real.

“Shh. It's okay, Blaine. I'm here now. Shh. It's going to be okay, Let's get you home.”

“So, that's what happened after.” Kurt says.

“I'm so sorry, Kurt.” Blaine croaks.

“What? Why?” Kurt asks, confused.

“For everything. If I hadn't sang those songs last night at the show, you wouldn't have left in a hurry. You wouldn't have gotten drunk. We wouldn't have fought, and I wouldn't have left. I could have avoided this whole thing if I'd just accepted the fact that I'm just never going to get what I want. Sebastian was right. He's always right. I'll be out of your hair within an hour, Kurt.” Blaine says. He gets out of his bed and sways a bit. Kurt is by his side speedily, and holds him steady.

“Whoa there. C'mon sit back down, and lets talk.” Kurt says softly. Blaine does as he says and retreats back to the bed. “Now, you are not going anywhere.” Kurt says firmly. “What happened last night was horrible, especially for you, and we both said things that we were holding in for a while, but I did not kick you out.” Kurt hesitates for a moment, before continuing. “I w-want you to stay.” He says quietly.

“What?” Blaine asks dumbfounded.

“I want you to stay, Blaine.” Kurt says more confident. Before Blaine can say anything, Kurt opens his mouth again. “Now, you are going to go and freshen up, while I go and make breakfast. I'll see you in about 20 minutes.” And with that, he leaves the room, without a second glance at Blaine.

Kurt is just finishing putting all the food on both plates when Blaine walks in, looking much better than when he woke up.

“Hey, do you mind helping me put the plates on the table?” Kurt asks, smiling over at Blaine.

“Um, sure.” He takes the plates, while Kurt takes the coffee to the table.

They both sit, and begin to eat right away. It's not so much as an uncomfortable silence, more like an awkward one. Blaine decides to break it, taking a chance.

“Did you mean what you said last night?” He asks softly.

“Which part? I mean, I said a lot last night.” Kurt is beginning to get nervous. He knows what Blaine is talking about, he's just not sure if he could maintain keeping his walls up any longer and it scares him.

“About… um, about forgiving me? About t-thinking about me? S-still loving m-me?” Blaine stutters out. He's afraid to know the answer. He doesn't want Kurt to close himself off more than he already is. He waits impatiently for Kurt's answer. He looks up at Kurt and is surprised to see him crying silently in his seat. Blaine immediately regrets asking Kurt about last night when he sees the pain he's caused. He gets up and makes his way over to Kurt slowly and kneels in front of him.

“Kurt? Talk to me please.” Blaine reaches out to grab one of Kurt's hand and squeezes tightly.

Kurt looks down at Blaine. He has a look in his eyes that Blaine hasn't seen in about 3 years. “Yes. I meant every word.” And then he leans toward Blaine, hoping Blaine will get the hint and follow his lead. Blaine definitely gets it, and is leaning in as well. They can feel each others breath, lips barely touching.

My heart's a stereo, it beats for you so listen close

Both boys are startled by the sudden sound and jump back. Kurt is out of his seat and answers his phone breathlessly.

“Hello?”

“Kurt! How are you? You left in such a hurry yesterday, and I was worried about you. Is everything okay?” Jeremy. Kurt mouths at Blaine. He nods and sits down in what was Kurt's seat. Kurt goes to the living room to continue the call. Blaine is stuck. He was so close to kissing Kurt. He wonders what would've happened had Jeremy not called. His thoughts were interrupted when Kurt walks in. He's standing awkwardly, looking at Blaine.

“Jeremy was just checking up on me.” Kurt says.

“That was nice of him.” Blaine replies.

“I'm sorry for w-what almost h-happened.” Kurt stutters out.

“What almost happened?” Blaine says, feigning innocence. Kurt can see that Blaine is trying hard not to smile.

“This.” And then Kurt is striding towards Blaine and pulls him into a bruising kiss. Blaine wraps his arms around Kurt and draws him in closer, deepening the kiss.

They pull back, faces still close, breathing heavily. “Kurt.”

“Blaine… Blaine? Hello earth to Blaine?” Blaine blinks and looks up to find Kurt waving a hand in front of his face with an amused look. “You okay there?”

“Uh, yeah! Yeah, I'm good. I'm just tired. Yeah, tired. I'm just gonna go to my room now. You know, get some rest, because I'm so tired. I'll just see you later. Yeah, later. Bye.” Blaine pretty much sprinted to his room, leaving Kurt confused, but also amused by how flustered Blaine just got.

What was he thinking about before I walked in?