Once Landrick realized Kurt and Blaine were fighting, he became more attentive to his boyfriend. Their relationship improved as Kurt and Blaine's friendship completely fizzled. The two friends were cordial at best during Warblers practice, but Kurt avoided spending the following weekend at the Berrys, even though they were supposed to have a sleepover. Landrick showered Kurt with flirty texts and handholding as much as possible throughout the halls of Dalton. He got joy out of Blaine practically running the other direction any time the sophomore saw him and Kurt walking his way. Blaine ended up spending a majority of his free time at Dalton studying in his hidden bathroom sanctuary because it was the only place he knew he wouldn't be forced to see the rapidly blossoming romance between Kurt and Landrick.

The next time Kurt stepped foot in the Berry household was when Rachel was coerced into throwing another huge party while her dads were out of town on business. Though Rachel and Blaine often had the house to themselves, this was the second time the whole of the McKinley glee club got wind of the lack of adult supervision at the Berrys. So, Saturday night, the New Directions, and Kurt and Landrick gathered in the Berry basement for what would eventually be known as the "Rachel Berry House Party Trainwreck Extravaganza."

"Kurt! Landrick! I didn't expect to see you…," Rachel told the boys as she took their coats before they walked down into the basement.

"Mercedes invited us, I hope that's okay," Kurt replied as he allowed Landrick to grasp his hand mid-trek down the steps.

"Of course! I'll let Blaine know you're here," Rachel said off-hand as she threw their coats onto a pile that had already started.

Landrick let out a laugh. "Don't even bother! Those two haven't spoken in weeks."

Before Rachel could respond, Kurt looked at her and quickly shook his head, indicating she needed to keep her mouth shut and he would talk with her about it later.

Blaine was up in his room with his headphones on, composing music. He could hear the loud thump of bass even though he was two flights up from the party, but tried to focus on his work. Rachel told him earlier he could come join them if he wanted to, but he wasn't really great friends with anyone in the New Directions and didn't feel like being awkward around a bunch of people who were likely going to be drunk. It was one thing to get wasted around his Dalton friends and the Warblers, it was another to be surrounded by an entire rival show choir and friends of his sister.

A couple hours into the party, Blaine's stomach started growling. He cursed himself for not brining a supply of food up to his room before Rachel's guests arrived. Luckily, the music was so loud, no one would probably hear him come down from his room and get food from the kitchen pantry. He prayed his sister picked him up more Pop Tarts when she went to the store earlier in the day.

Blaine was digging around in the fridge for a bottle of water when he heard someone clear their throat. He froze, knowing whom the likely source was. When a crystal clear high-pitched voice asked, "May I please have a can of Diet Coke?," Blaine closed his eyes and took a deep breath before he reached on the top shelf and grabbed a soda. Once the fridge door closed, Blaine silently held out the can in Kurt's general direction. Kurt stepped forward and gently took the soda from the other boy. "Thank you."

Saying nothing in return, Blaine clenched his teeth and started to turn on his heels when Kurt reached out and grabbed his arm. He looked down at the hand that was now holding him in place and then up at Kurt's face. "Please let me go." Blaine's voice was low and thick with emotion, as if he weren't just talking about their present situation.

"Blaine…," Kurt pleaded as he released the younger boy from his grasp. "Talk to me."

"Look, I'm sorry for yelling at you at the Lima Bean the other week, but I'm not going to apologize for what I said because I refuse to be sorry for how I feel. You get back to your boyfriend, and I'll get back to my music. Goodbye, Kurt." Blaine turned and started walking toward the doorway when the intro to "Don't You Want Me" started emanating up from the basement and Landrick started singing. Blaine's eyes grew wide as he looked at Kurt, who just shook his head.

"Landrick's drunk. Like, really drunk… and he's been singing duets with your sister. I can't be down there anymore," Kurt explained. "At least not right now."

"Kurt -"

"- Look, I'm not expecting you to keep me entertained. I just hoped we could talk. I wanted to apologize. To you." Kurt looked at Blaine with pleading eyes. "Please?"

Rachel's voice took over the song downstairs as Blaine and Kurt continued their standoff in the kitchen.

Blaine opened his mouth to say something when Landrick came stumbling up the basement steps. "Kuuuuuuurt. KUUUUUUUURRRT!" He glanced around the kitchen and saw his boyfriend. "Oh, there you are! Kurt, we're going to play spin the bottle, Kurt. And I want to spin it and kiss you because I love kissing you and I don't get to kiss you enough. I want to kiss you alllllll over." Both Kurt and Blaine's eyebrows shot up and their cheeks flushed at Landrick's confession. Landrick grabbed Kurt's hand and pulled him toward the stairs, then yelled back up at Blaine. "Come on, Blanderson! We'll find someone to kiss you too."

"No thank you," Blaine muttered as he raced back up to his room.

"Boo you whore!," Landrick shouted when he realized Blaine didn't follow him and Kurt down the steps.

Once back up in his room, Blaine realized he never grabbed any food while he was down in the kitchen. Torn between going back downstairs right away and waiting for later, Blaine opted to try to finish the composition he was working on before he rewarded himself with a snack.

He donned his headphones once again and tapped his fingers over the keys of his keyboard, air-playing what he had written so far before pressing down on the keys to sound out the last few bars he composed. The song was melancholy and matched the frown Blaine couldn't wipe from his face.

…

"Oh my god, how many times do I have to apologize?" At the sound of Landrick's voice, Blaine looked up from the sheet music in his hand to see Landrick following Kurt into the Warblers practice room. Kurt looked pissed and Landrick looked desperate.

Kurt threw his satchel onto the couch and wouldn't look at his boyfriend as he responded, "At least one more time."

"I'm sorry, okay? I was drunk. It was spin the bottle. People kiss people."

Kurt grabbed Landrick by the arm and yanked him down onto the couch. Though he spoke softly, Blaine could still hear what he said. "Yes, people kiss people during spin the bottle. You, on the other hand, made out with Rachel Berry the rest of the night."

Blaine wished he had the power to unhear things, though now it made complete sense why his sister was acting weird the rest of the weekend.

Landrick took his boyfriend by the hand and rubbed his thumb over his knuckles. "Kurt, I'm sorry. Please let me make it up to you," he begged. "Look, how about you can kiss whoever you want? Then we'd be even."

Kurt yanked his hand out of Landrick's as fast as he could. "God, Landrick! It's not about getting even. It's about you making out with someone else for a whole night and then making excuses for it." He leapt up off the couch and grabbed his bag before looking around the room for a new seat. There was an empty space next to Blaine, but the two of them were still at odds, so that option was out. It suddenly dawn on Kurt that he wasn't really friends with any of the other Warblers. He was friends with Blaine and was dating Landrick, but other than that, he hadn't taken the time to get to know any of his peers. He never went to any Warbler functions, always choosing to hang out with the New Directions. Embarrassed, Kurt walked over to the windowsill and made camp there for the duration of rehearsal.

Throughout practice, Blaine kept an eye on Kurt and could tell the other boy was miserable. While a small part of him felt pleased that Kurt and Landrick were in a disagreement, Blaine mostly felt bad for his friend. When the Warblers Council announced that Blaine and Kurt would duet on their next trial song for Regionals, Blaine decided that he would try and bury the hatchet with Kurt and try to salvage their friendship. He missed his best friend and being forced to duet with him was the perfect opportunity to make amends.

After practice and all the other Warblers filed out of the room, Blaine approached Kurt with a cautious, "Hey."

Kurt looked up from shoving his new sheet music into his satchel, "Hey yourself. Looks like we have to sing together."

"Looks like it. To be honest, I'm actually kinda glad," Blaine admitted.

With a snort and raised eyebrows, Kurt asked, "Why?"

"Because that means I get to rehearse with my friend. My best friend?"

Kurt stopped trying to force the music into his bag then looked up to find Blaine staring at him. "Blaine…"

"Look, Kurt, I know we still have some stuff to work out, but I want to accept your apology. I do," Blaine said earnestly.

Kurt shook his head, but was smiling. "You don't even know what I was apologizing for the other day, do you?"

A crooked grin crept across Blaine's face when he realized Kurt was right. "Ha. No, I guess I not. But you'll tell me. And I'll still accept it. Because that's what friends do. I'm tired of us fighting."

"Would it be okay if I hugged you right now?," Kurt asked.

"You sound like my sister," Blaine replied as he held open his arms. Kurt wrapped his arms around Blaine's back and the younger boy reciprocated. Things weren't perfect between the two of them, but they were willing to work it out. "Speaking of my sister, Landrick made out with her? Gross."

Kurt groaned into Blaine's neck, "Oh god, you heard that?"

"I wish I didn't."

They were going to be okay... Eventually.