“Hello?” Blaine held the phone between his shoulders as he stood at the counter washing dishes. “Oh hey Sebastian, what's up?” His eyebrows pulled together as a sob escaped his friend's lips, placing the plate in his hand down in the sink. “Whoa, Sebastian, breathe, slow down. What happened?”

Blaine leaned against the counter, listening to Sebastian brokenly explained how Liam left him unexpectedly. It wasn't adding up to him, they dated for four years, they were so happy.

“Is everything okay?” Kurt wondered, peeking his head into the kitchen with a smile.

The concerned look was still etched into Blaine's features when he looked over at his fianc�e, shaking his head. “Listen, take a breather, wash your face or something and come on over here okay? We can talk and you can tell me everything after you've calmed down.” Blaine offered kindly, moving his phone to the other ear. “Alright, I'll see you in ten.”

Kurt stood up straighter and stared at Blaine, waiting for him to speak.

“Liam ended it. Out of nowhere! At least that's what Sebastian just told me.” Blaine explained, pinching the bridge of his nose, a sigh escaping his lips.

He places his arms around Blaine, kissing his cheek. “He's strong, he'll get through it.” Kurt assured quietly, frowning. He really felt for Sebastian. “How about this, I'm going to go out real quick to the store and grab some ice cream; we can all sit around and watch movies.”

Blaine smirked and looked over at Kurt, pecking his lips. “You're the greatest, you know that?” They giggled and shared another kiss, Blaine smiling after Kurt as he watched him head out the door. Three months was so close, but so far.

“Blainey!” Sebastian yelled as he entered the apartment, leaning against the doorway.

His eyebrow raised as his friend stumbled in, hugging onto him tightly. “Are you drunk?” Blaine asked, patting his friend on the back, pushing him away gently.

Sebastian laughed too hard and too loud, shaking his head enthusiastically. “I believe the word is...Tipsy.” He corrected, laughing again as he tapped his finger on the tip of Blaine's nose.

“Alright, sit down; I'm getting you some water.” Blaine ordered, gripping Sebastian by the shoulders, leading him over to the couch and gently sitting him down.

With a childish giggle Sebastian tugged on Blaine before he could leave and sat him down, a wicked grin on his face. “Don't leave me too Blaine...”

Kurt fumbled with his keys trying to balance the bags in his hand as he opened the door. “Hey I got a bunch of flavors and a mo...” He paused as he glanced up, seeing Sebastian with his mouth on Blaine's. “Wh-what is this?”

Blaine backed away and stood up, wiping his mouth. “K... Kurt! What are you doing here?” He asked his eyes wide like a deer in headlights, confused and shocked about what had just happened. “No I mean... This isn't... Oh my God, Kurt I know this looks really bad...”

“I don't think it does.” Sebastian interrupted, licking his lips. “It was kind of hot.”

Kurt placed the bags on the kitchen table. “I was just bringing this home like I said earlier... I just... I didn't expect to see... This.” He admitted, not knowing what to think. His mind was all jumbled.

“Kurt, baby, he's drunk, and he’s a wreck without Liam and ...”

Sebastian held up a hand, coughing. “Technically I'm tipsy, not drunk.”

“Will you shut up!” Blaine yelled, glaring harshly over at Sebastian.

With a shake of his head Sebastian smirked. “Language Blaine Anderson...” He murmured slowly, glancing over at Kurt. “To think I kissed you with that mouth.”

“Yeah... To think you'd kiss him at all!” Kurt yelled, fed up with Sebastian's little comments. He knew what to think now. “What the hell was that?”

Sebastian chuckled and crossed his arms over his chest smugly, leaning back on the couch like it was his. “Let's just say I'm giving Blaine what he has always wanted since high school.” He answered, eyes narrowing.

“A drunk hook up?” Kurt asked rhetorically, snorting in amusement. “We've had one before; I kind of beat you to it.”

“Kurt, don't listen to a word he says.” Blaine said softly, his heart racing, head spinning. This could ruin everything. He didn't know what to do with himself.

Kurt whipped his head to look at Blaine. “Oh and you.” He pointed to Blaine, glaring. “Don't think you're off the hook.” He warned. “You are on it my friend!”

Blaine blinked a few times, taken back by Kurt's snap. “Kurt, honey, I'm sorry. I know I screwed up, but please, give me a chance to explain...”

“I don't want an explanation.” He said simply, his shoulder sagging as he took a deep breath. “He came here drunk; you should have taken him home.”

“Why would I go home when I can have what I want right here?” Sebastian asked, his arms spreading out to gesture to the apartment and Blaine. “Blaine is way too good for your gay face.” He added with a chuckle, laughing alone.

Kurt's eyebrows pulled together, looking over to Blaine. “Was he always like this?” He wondered, pointing over to Sebastian. “Am I missing something?”

Blaine simply shook his head. “When Sebastian becomes drunk he turns into a bastard... Thus his nickname. Sebastard.”

“Clever. I give you credit for that one.” Sebastian scoffed loudly, rolling his eyes. “Hey, drunken lips speak the truth.” He pointed out, resting his head on his own shoulder.

“Drunken lips don't make friends sweetie.” Kurt told him with fake niceness, smiling smugly as he shrugged.

“I've made quite a few friends with my lips!” Sebastian defended, pointing to Kurt as if it made a difference.

Kurt sighed, almost feeling bad for Sebastian. “You lost at least one in my opinion.” He said harshly, crossing his arms over his chest. “I certainly don't think highly of you anymore.”

“That's fine. I don't need your shitty ice cream!” Sebastian yelled, sounding like a child. “Would've been nice to take you to bed... Blaine tells me you're the kinky type.”

“I told him no such thing!” Blaine defended quickly, having the deer in headlights look again.

Kurt blinked in disbelief, rubbing his forehead. “Why are we discussing our sex life with him Blaine?!” He shouted, overwhelmed with everything going on. It was too much. “Your hole was dug so much deeper.” Kurt grumbled, sighing heavily. “This is such bullshit. He needs to go.”

Blaine nodded sharply. “I will make sure of that.”

“This is why Liam left Sebastian... You're still a boy.” Kurt explained slowly, like he was talking to a little kid. “Getting drunk and playing around and making inappropriate comments and trying to break people apart so you can feel better...” He trailed off, shaking his head in disappointment. “I see right through you and I didn't even know you in high school.”

“Well I can see I'm not welcomed here...” Sebastian muttered, making to stand up. “I'm just going to walk myself out. Oh and Blaine?” He pointed his finger over to his friend and winked. “I'm off on Monday. Come over whenever.”

Blaine glared harshly, crossing his arms defensively. “Get out of our house.”

“But Blainey...” Sebastian whined, pouting.

“Get the hell out Sebastian!” Blaine yelled, not even looking at him. He was disgusted.

It was silent when Sebastian left, tension in the air surrounding them. It was suffocating. Kurt was the first one to break the silence, keeping his voice down.

“What were you thinking?” He wondered, staring at the ground. “Why did you let him do that?”

Blaine looked to his fianc�e with his big puppy eyes, he felt horrible. “Kurt I never wanted anything like this to happen.” He admitted, keeping his eyes on Kurt the entire time, wanting him to look back. “I take full responsibility. It shouldn't have gone that far.” Blaine said firmly, hoping Kurt will look at him again.

“I don't care if you didn't want it to happen Blaine, it happened!” Kurt yelled, his voice cracking. “You let him kiss you, in our home, months before our wedding!” He shouted, closing his eyes to stop the tears from coming.

Blaine sighed, he felt helpless. He couldn't and didn't want to win this argument. “I didn't know he was going to kiss me. He forced me to. By the time I realized what was happening you came in.” Blaine explained softly, wringing his hands nervously, itching to hold Kurt in his arms and assure him everything is okay. “I know nothing I say is going to make a difference.”

“It's not.” Kurt told him firmly, focusing on the ground. “I'm so glad you already know that. It makes this ten times easier.”

“So what do we do?” Blaine wondered, biting his lip.

Kurt sighed heavily and raised his arms in a shrug, letting them slap down at his sides. “What if you brush your teeth and go to bed and probably let me kiss you so I feel better?”

Blaine stepped up and cupped Kurt's cheek, smiling widely with glossy eyes. “I want nothing more.” He whispered, sighing in relief.

“Go brush your teeth.”

With a small nod Blaine smirked. “Okay.” He whispered, turning to go to the bedroom. “I love you.”

Kurt bit his lip for a moment, breathing out through his nose heavily as he looked down at the ground.

“You don't have to say it back if you don't want to.” Blaine told him in understanding. “To be honest I don't expect you to, but I just... I wanted you to know.”

Kurt shook his head and chuckled humorlessly. “The problem is I do want to say it back...” He mumbled, biting his lip, trying to stop the tears. “I don't know why, but I do.”

It was late as the two of them lied in bed, awkwardly silent, not knowing if the other was sleeping or not.

“I mean...” Kurt started, trailing off as he tried to think of what to say. “I'm not mad at you.” He stated, playing with his hands as they rested on his stomach. “I know you didn't kiss him back and that he basically jumped your bones, but I'm not mad.”

Blaine shifted in the bed awkwardly, listening to Kurt, letting him speak.

“Part of me is mad at you but then again I know that I'm way madder at him and I think I'm mad because I know I should be mad at you.” Kurt rambled, just saying things as they popped into his head, not completely sure about how much sense he was making. “But you were second party and he touched you intimately and I don't like that so I'm mad because you were there and it happened and no one stopped it.” He said quietly, not wanting to yell and disrupt the safety of the dark they were surrounded in.

Kurt paused, collecting his thoughts, wondering if Blaine was actually sleeping. He was probably talking to himself. “I guess I'm mad because I wonder what would have happened if I didn't walk in.” He continued, closing his eyes. “I'd like to think you'd stop him, maybe hit him or something... But I don't know and I guess that scares me.”

He was quiet for a few moments, taking a deep breath, tiredness taking over. “I love you Blaine... You know that...”

“Kurt... I love you. Not him. Bottom line.”

“I know...” Kurt whispered, just wanting to be held in Blaine's arms.

Blaine rubbed his eyes, staring at the ceiling. “I feel disgusting and wrong for even letting it escalate to that point.” He admitted, sounding so defeated and small. Kurt was so used to hearing Blaine so confident. “It would have stopped and I would have thrown him out.” Blaine assured, resting his arms behind his head. “Even bleach the couch if it meant that.”

“It's not like you slept together, thank God, because I don't know what I would've done walking into that...But I just... I couldn't handle seeing him on you like that.”

Kurt pursed his lips, eyes closing tighter as he took a deep breath. “It hurt me.” He told Blaine, voice cracking.

“Baby...” Blaine rolled over, moving to hug Kurt, happy to feel him snuggle back.

Kurt cuddled into Blaine's warmth, calming down and still not crying but he knew he was close. “I love you and I'm sorry I was mad. It wasn't your fault.” He apologized into Blaine's chest,blinking back tears. “I know you didn't kiss him back, I saw it, I just... I'm so defensive about you and I don't want anyone taking you from me.”

“Kurt, Sebastian doesn't mean anything to me and no one will; no one will ever take me away from you.” Blaine assured, kissing Kurt's head. “Want to know why?” He wondered, not waiting for an answer before he spoke again. “Because there is no one on this planet that can even come close to you.” Blaine whispered, his hand soothingly rubbing Kurt's back.

“I know... I just feel a little bad because he's your best friend.” Kurt said softly, the grip he had on Blaine's shirt loosening. “Well. Was... I don't know how you feel right now.”

“No. After what he did, drunk or not, he means nothing to me.” Blaine confirmed, frowning deeply. “How he could barge in here and try to destroy my family.” He spat, shaking his head.

Kurt glanced up, seeing the anger flaring in his fianc�e’s eyes. “But Blaine... High school and you lived together.” He pointed out, not loving what Sebastian did either but they had so much history. “I mean what he did was bad, I know.”

“That was before.”

All he could do was nod. Kurt couldn't tell him what to do. “Okay. I respect your decision.” He said softly, slowly tracing his finger over the skin of his cheek. “I just want to make sure that this is what you want.”

Blaine looked down at Kurt, face softening. “I want you. I want us.” He assured firmly, running a gentle hand through his lovers hair. “How do I know that will never happen again? If every time he gets piss drunk he comes here.” He wondered absently, resting his chin on the top of Kurt's head, still petting his hair.

“What is Rachel going to think?”

He shrugged his shoulders gently, holding Kurt closer. “Once I tell her what he did... Probably the same thing I do.” Blaine told him confidently, feeling like he knew Rachel well enough. “You wouldn't know it, but she ships us.” He smiled widely and kissed the top of Kurt's head sweetly.

“I know she does. She told me that whenever we went on dates and stuff.” Kurt mentioned offhandedly. “But don't change the subject.” He scolded with a smirk, playfully smacking Blaine in the chest.

“Sorry.”

Kurt looked up to Blaine and sighed, a shy smile on his face. “Blaine, I want to know that you're making the right decision.” He told him softly, just looking out for his feelings days, weeks, or months from now. “I don't want you to regret this later and blame me or resent me for it later.” Kurt looked back down and rested his forehead against Blaine's chest. “Can you really just drop Sebastian as a friend? I mean... You went to high school together, lived together, he helped you through the nasty break up... Hell he set us up for our first 'date'.” He continued, gently tracing shapes into Blaine's shirt. “Can you really give up all that history? Do you want to?” Kurt asked truthfully, hoping Blaine understands where he's coming from. “I don't care if you stay his friend Blaine, I don't.”

Blaine reached down and lifted Kurt's chin, looking him in the eye. “I don't ever want you to feel like he is anything more than just a friend to me.”

“I never felt that way.” Kurt admitted truthfully. “Liam on the other hand... We've talked. To say the least.”

“What did he say?”

Kurt moved with Blaine, resting his head atop his shoulder, holding his hand. “It was a while ago when you and I were like newly dating and we'd all hang out and stuff.” He started off, trying to picture what point in time this happened. “I remember one night Liam and I were just drinking wine while you guys were talking somewhere else and Liam confided that he felt like Sebastian still and always will have feelings for you and that Sebastian treats you differently and is protective of you.” Kurt explained, seeing why Liam left. It was all so clear to him now. “He was always a little jealous but I never minded the friendship, I knew you guys knew one another for a long time and I accepted it.”

It was quiet for a minute, Blaine letting it all sink in, barely believing it. Was he really that oblivious to how Sebastian was around him?

“Liam was always suspicious, waiting for the bomb to drop.” Kurt continued, his thumb massaging the back of Blaine's hand, noticing the distress in his face. “When we got engaged and they didn't, I guess his did. He realized Sebastian didn't want anyone but you and was basically 'settling.'” He mumbled, feeling bad for Liam if anything. He loved Sebastian and to feel like the second choice that whole time must have been horrible. “Liam called a few nights ago, before he ended it and was crying and I just... I didn't have the heart to tell you because I knew Sebastian was your friend and he needed you.”

Blaine's eyes were wide with his mouth hanging open slightly as Kurt looked up to him. “Wow. I was... Not expecting all of this.”

“I wasn't shocked but I didn't exactly see it coming either.” Kurt admitted, shrugging. “You have to admit though, four years is a long time without a proposal... I don't blame him.”

He nodded in agreement, knowing Kurt was right. “Yeah I know. I remember Sebastian talking about it, being a tad bit jealous but I never ever thought that I would be the reason.”

“Jealous of what?”

“Of us. What we have.” Blaine answered quietly, kissing Kurt's temple. “Of us getting married.”

Kurt frowned. “He could have easily had it with Liam though... He's a great guy and he and Sebastian had a nice relationship.”

“They did, at the station we all thought it was just a matter of time before one of them asked the other.”

“But if Liam wanted it so bad I wonder why he never asked.”

Kurt felt Blaine shrug beneath him. “I think there was always something holding him back, fear maybe but I don't know.”

“Maybe you.” Kurt said simply, smiling up at Blaine. “Maybe he felt like he could never compete with you.” He elaborated.

Blaine raised an eyebrow, a smirk on his face. “But I'm with you; he and I both know that.”

“But that doesn't change the way Sebastian feels about you honey... You make it easy to fall in love with you...If I do say so myself.” Kurt mumbled cutely, leaning up to kiss Blaine's cheek.

Blaine ducked his head shyly, playing with Kurt's hair as he felt him snuggle back into his shoulder. “So what am I supposed to do?”

Kurt shrugged gently, resting an arm over his torso. “I don't know baby... Talk to him.” He said simply, not really having any world turning advice. “When he's sober, preferably.”

“What do I say to him?”

“What you feel in here.” Kurt leaned up and poked his finger into Blaine's chest, smiling. “Let him know you care about him and don't want to toss away the friendship over a drunken mistake.”

Blaine frowned slightly, feeling Kurt's chin rest on his chest. “I don't want to break his heart.” He whispered, sighing.

“I can't promise you won't but it’s for the best.” Kurt said truthfully. There was no need in beating around the bush. “If he decides he can't do it anymore, let him go. If he wants to be friends still, hold on to him. You guys mean a lot to each other.” He soothed, running a hand through Blaine's disheveled curls, grinning peacefully.

Blaine caressed Kurt's cheek gently. “How did I end up with someone so perfect?” He wondered, pecking him on the lips. Kurt shrugged, leaning into Blaine's touch as he kissed him with his eyes closed, feeling sleepy.

“Just for the record... You're a way better kisser than Sebastian.”

Kurt hummed, smiling tiredly. “Mhm... I think maybe you should keep making sure, maybe you're a tad mistaken.”

Blaine chuckled taking Kurt's lips into his gently, holding him close with no intentions of letting him go.