“Kurt your phone keeps going off; can you at least put it on silent?” Rachel asked through his door hoping maybe he'll leave his room to do something other than go to work and his classes. She sighed when there was no answer and took it upon herself to do it. “It’s all Blaine” Kurt mumbled exiting his room as Rachel was staring at his phone biting her lip. “Its fine Rachel, go ahead” he assured, making a cup of coffee, looking tired and sad. Kurt rarely ever looked like that. “Sweetie, it’s been a week, don't you think you should maybe talk to him? He clearly cares about you” Rachel said softly, placing his phone down and watching as it vibrated across the counter. Kurt shrugged, placing some bread into the toaster and sipping his coffee as he leaned against the breakfast bar. “If he cared so much he would have done all the talking sooner rather than begging me to do it later.” Rachel smiled sadly, looking her friend over, noticing how guarded he's being. Kurt wasn't the type to be weak, he was going to hold in his sadness and do what he's got to do until he's ready to talk.

Sebastian knocked on Blaine's door not even knowing if he's home or not. He left and made a cup of coffee, going back and peeking into the room to see it empty. Blaine's been at work for a week straight. He came in after a night at his brother's apartment, packed a duffel bag and hasn't been back since. He was going to work himself to death or at least until Kurt talks to him, which is sort of the same thing. With a long dramatic sigh he pulled out his phone waiting for him to pick up so he could chew his ass out. “Blaine, seriously, you need to stop this over working shit to distract yourself, it isn't healthy” Sebastian said sternly slamming the door to Blaine's room and taking a seat on the couch. “You have to get your shit together and do something other than blow up Kurt's phone to win him back!” He rubbed his forehead and listened to Blaine state his case, not really caring about what he has to say because he's wrong. “Just... Listen to the chief; come home, rest, I'll help you come up with a plan. Stay safe.” Sebastian hung up and pinched the bridge of his nose. Blaine sounded wrecked. He was a human wall. If he didn't want to talk about, he wasn't going to do it until he was ready.

Kurt entered his office, Lauren frowning as he plopped down in his chair without a word, typing away on his computer. “You guys still aren't talking?” She asked quietly, staring at him from over her computer screen, knowing he wasn't going to talk for the tenth day straight. Kurt nodded his head softly, scribbling in his planner. “Is he still talking to you and you're still ignoring him?” Lauren wondered, knowing Kurt too well for his own good. He nodded again taking a deep breath before getting up, still not speaking. He knew that if he did he may just burst into tears. He wouldn't tell anyone but he missed Blaine and whatever it was they had. He was being over dramatic but he didn't know how to handle this situation. When he came back from his deep in thought trip to the copy room he saw Lauren staring at him with her wide, excited smile. He smirked and turned to his desk seeing a huge bouquet of flowers, his mouth falling open in surprise. “Oh my gosh” he whispered, setting his papers down and picking up the vase surveying it carefully. Lauren stood and walked over to his desk taking the flowers from him. “Read what the card says!” She told him happily, smelling the flowers with a small smile on her face. Kurt took the card between his fingers flipping it over carefully. “I'm sorry for everything I ever did wrong. We need to talk. I miss you. Blaine.” He read quietly, biting his lip sadly. This was sweet and definitely spoke to him more than the millions of missed calls and ignored texts.

Blaine took a deep breath, pacing on the sidewalk and carding a hand through his hair. “You need to calm down. You're totally overreacting” Sebastian said calmly, sipping at his soda and sitting on the stairs watching Blaine have his little freak out. “What if he sees me and leaves? Or yells at me to go away? I don't think I can handle that right now Sebastian. I can't have him do that” Blaine turned to face Sebastian, wringing his hands nervously, checking his watch. “I just need him to talk to me and have everything be okay again” he added quietly, raising an eyebrow at the wide eyed look on Sebastian's face. “Um... Hi.” Blaine whipped around to come face to face with Kurt who looked just as surprised as he did. “Hey, Um... Wow. It’s really good to see you” Kurt giggled and nodded gently, crossing his arms shyly as he looked down at the ground.

Sebastian cleared his throat obnoxiously, holding out Blaine's guitar. “Sorry to break up the loving looks but here is what you came for, I'll be inside with Rachel” he announced, giving a large smile and walking up the steps to the door. Kurt snorted at Sebastian's interruption and looked up at Blaine through his eyelashes, missing that gorgeous smile of his. “So what is it you came here for?” He prompted, taking a seat on the stairs. Blaine grinned and held his guitar properly, giving it a gentle strum. “Well I remember I promised you on our first official date that I would sing for you someday... So I was thinking and thought what better day than today?” Kurt gasped, a wide smile spreading from ear to ear as Blaine stood in front of him strumming out the first few chords of the song. “I wrote this myself, it’s called ‘Even Though’. I'll let it speak for itself.” Blaine cleared his throat and began playing the tune, closing his eyes, getting into the music.

“Even though I was blind before, I've realized there is so much more, and it was always deep down in the core of me, I know it now. And even though it seems too much to take, there's a feeling I can't seem to shake. I feel like I am reading the signs, 'cause I know that I'm... Coming around...”

Kurt watched Blaine with wonder, his heart melting from the sweetness of his voice. He wanted to happy dance from excitement; first the flowers and now this, getting serenaded by this perfect man.

“I thought I wanted someone perfect as could be, when what I needed was the one, who was perfect for me... Even though it used to seem so wrong, I've taken you for granted far too long, I'm falling right into the denouement, and now I'm breaking ground... Even though I felt it from the start, It's only now we're beating with one heart, I'm sure that now it’s time, 'cause I know that I'm... I'm coming around!”

Blaine looked nothing short of happy as he strummed out the last chords, banging his head and laughing as he finished placing his guitar down against the stoop. Kurt looked up, tears in his eyes and wasted no time getting on his feet to take Blaine into his arms and nuzzle his face into his neck. “Thank you. That was… Beautiful” Kurt mumbled, tightening his grip on Blaine afraid that he may disappear and this was all just a dream. Blaine smiled warmly, rubbing Kurt's back as he held him, not wanting to let go. “You deserve it, you deserve the world Kurt... and I want to give that to you” he said softly, kissing the side of Kurt's head. Their embrace loosened as they faced one another, Kurt resting his forehead against Blaine's. “Before I ask you a very important question though, we need to go on a date tonight and I need to talk to you and tell you... Everything” Kurt nodded in agreement, placing a small kiss on Blaine's nose before stepping away. “It’s getting late... Would you like to join me for dinner?” Blaine asked Kurt who was halfway to his front door already, with a hopeful smile on his face. “Yeah, I'd love to. Let me change out of these clothes and we can go alright?” Blaine nodded excitedly and watched as Kurt turned around, digging in his bag for his keys and opening the door. “You can come in you know?”

After the quickest change in the history of Kurt, they found themselves walking side by side through Central Park eating hot dogs and holding cans of soda, enjoying the sounds of New York. “This is not what I was expecting when you asked me to dinner” Kurt said with a giggle, crumpling his napkin and tossing it into a nearby garbage bin. Blaine shrugged and took a sip of his soda giving Kurt a smirk as he glanced at him. “I didn't want to sit in some loud restaurant, this is much more peaceful” he explained throwing out his trash and reaching for Kurt's hand, lacing their fingers together. “So, do you mind if I start talking now?” Blaine asked, watching as Kurt took a gulp of his diet coke. He giggled as he noticed Blaine staring at him and threw his can away, giving him a nod. “Let's go to a bench and relax okay? No pressure” Kurt told him with a gentle smile, proud that Blaine was willing to speak to him about his mysterious past.

“When I came out my dad wasn't supportive. He ignored me most of the time and favored Cooper, but my mom always loved me, I was her baby. She wasn't keen on me liking guys but she wasn't going to let that get in the way of our relationship as mother and son” Blaine explained, going back to the beginning. If he wanted Kurt as a whole, he needed to tell him the whole story. “Since I was fourteen I've been trying to get my dad to notice me in some type of positive way, I did extremely well in school and even though I was bullied and had to be transferred I still excelled and let nothing stop me but that wasn't enough for him.” Kurt bit his lip and gave Blaine's hand a gentle squeeze letting him know that everything was okay. That nothing could hurt him now. “Joining Glee club made it worse but I loved it too much to quit, once it was time for me to graduate I decided I would do something manly as a career, still in the mindset of a kid trying to get his dad to be proud of him so I made the choice of becoming a firefighter. My mom hated it, she was scared I would get hurt and possibly die and my dad was pissed that I didn't go into college for business and basically threw all my hard work in high school away. That made me want to stick to being a firefighter more and that's why I work so hard at my job. I'm still struggling to make him proud” Blaine took a deep breath and gave Kurt a small smile letting him know he was alright. His family was a sore subject for him. They didn't talk often but saw each other on holidays. They were as dysfunctional as it gets.

Kurt leaned forward and wrapped his arms around Blaine's neck, practically sitting in his lap. “If it means anything, I'm proud of you even if your dad isn't.” He held Kurt tightly and buried his face into his shoulder, nodding. No one has ever made him feel this way before. “It means everything to me. Thank you” Blaine said quietly letting Kurt stay in his lap, the two of them enjoying the comfortable night. “Come... I want to show you something,” They stood, Blaine taking Kurt's hand into his own, leading the way. Kurt giggled and followed closely, the music getting louder. “Blaine what is this?” He asked looking around with a huge smile on his face, watching couples dance as a small band played in the field. “Excuse me... May I have this dance?” Blaine asked, getting Kurt's attention and extending his hand out for him in invitation. Kurt opened his mouth but pursed his lips into a smile. “Yes… Yes you may” he said in a whisper, placing his hand into Blaine's the two of them swaying together. Kurt wrapped his arms around Blaine's neck as his arms snaked around his waist, the two of them rocking from side to side enjoying the closeness. “I thought we were going to talk about everything tonight?” Kurt asked with a hint of sarcasm, lifting his head off of Blaine's shoulder the tips of their noses touching as they continued to sway to the music. “We have time. I will tell you anything and everything you want to know, just say the word.” Blaine told him confidently, nuzzling his nose against Kurt's affectionately, itching to kiss him. “Anything?” He questioned with a wide smile, making Blaine open his eyes, a chuckle escaping from him. “Anything” Blaine assured, tightening his grip on Kurt, knowing exactly where this was going. Kurt bit his lip, his eyes scanning Blaine's face, everything else disappearing around him in that moment. “Will you be my boyfriend?”