Finn was acting as if the whole religion mishap had never happened and was being perfectly friendly again. Kurt, by default, was still cautious around him, not knowing where he stood with the boy anymore. Finn's emotions changed so much and it was hard to keep up without getting whiplash.

Exams were looming and all the boys at Dalton were studying hard. Warbler meetings had become less frequent but the Principle had asked them to perform at graduation, which they had happily agreed to.

Both Kurt and Blaine were currently studying at the living room table while Finn sat across the room playing his x-box, the sound of gruesome fatalities and gun shots echoing through the house.

Kurt's phone vibrated against the table loudly and he picked it up, frowning at the name flashing across the screen.

Hi Kurt. I was wondering if we could catch up? – Tina

"Who is it?" Blaine asked, catching Kurt's confused look.

"It's Tina," Kurt murmured, still frowning at the screen. "She wants to catch up." Before Blaine could comment another text came through.

I really need to talk to you – Tina

Kurt sighed quietly and typed back a reply with a haste that had been practised through the years when neither he nor Blaine could drive and had taken to texting incessantly whenever they were forced apart.

How about the Lima Bean in ten minutes? – Kurt

Kurt had barely pressed send before a response came through.

I'll be there. Would it be okay if it just be the two of us?-Tina

"She wants to meet alone," Kurt said, looking up at Blaine with wide eyes.

"That's odd," Blaine replied, frowning. "But I highly doubt that Tina is the type of girl to pull a prank on you." Blaine read Kurt with a practised efficiency, instantly detecting any thoughts that passed through his head. "How about I drop you off and you can text me when you're done?"

"Thank you," Kurt beamed. They packed away their things, yelled a goodbye to Burt who was resting upstairs in bed and headed out.

The Lima Bean wasn't too packed when Blaine pulled into the parking lot. "Text me when you're done," Blaine instructed, voice soft, squeezing Kurt's hand across the gearbox that separated them.

"Love you," Kurt told him, unbuckling his belt.

"Love you too," Blaine grinned at his fianc� as he slid out. He hurried into the coffee shop and scanned the area for Tina. There was no sign of her so Kurt jumped in line and waited to place his order.

"Kurt," Tina's voice sounded behind him and Kurt whipped around. She slipped into place beside him, smiled brightly. "Thank you so much for meeting me."

"You're welcome. It sounded urgent," Kurt said, stepping forward as the line moved.

"I just really needed someone to talk to," Tina looked sheepish.

"Let's get some coffee and find a table," Kurt smiled and Tina nodded eagerly.

They ordered and waited for their coffee. Once they had it in their hands, they found a table off to the side and took it. They sat in silence for a moment, sipping their drinks before Kurt broke into the wall of stillness.

"So, what did you want to talk to me about?" Kurt asked, curiosity overtaking him.

"Well, I really needed the advice of someone who's in love," Tina said shyly, "and I couldn't think of anyone other than you."

"I'm touched, Tina. But what about the others in New Directions?" Kurt asked, eyeing her over the rim of his cup.

"Please, couples in McKinley break more times than a cheap toy," Tina rolled her eyes. "Mike and I are the only ones who have been in a relationship for more than three months."

"Wow," Kurt let out a low whistle. "Things aren't like that at Dalton."

"Which is why I wanted to speak to you," Tina smiled. "Because you're in love and you understand."

"You love Mike," Kurt nodded, trying to gage the situation. "Have you told him?"

"Oh yeah," Tina nodded. "We've been together for more than a year now."

"That's fantastic," Kurt beamed, genuinely happy for her. "What do you need me for?"

"I was wondering how you knew you were ready," Tina blanched, looking at him pleadingly.

"Ready?" Kurt echoed, confused.

"Yeah, for – you know – sex," Tina said, lowering her voice.

Kurt coughed on the coffee he was sipping and felt his face flush. "Oh," he stuttered.

"Oh!" Tina gasped. "I'm sorry. You haven't, have you? I just thought that with the engagement –"

"No, we have," Kurt cut her off quickly. "I just wasn't expecting the question or the, er, blunt delivery."

"Sorry," Tina apologised sheepishly.

"It's OK," Kurt assured her, smiling. "How did I know we were ready...?" Kurt mused as Tina nodded, looking at him with rapt attention. "Blaine and I talked about it a lot beforehand. We waited until we were sixteen," Kurt told her, smiling slightly. "My dad gave me some great advice. He said, 'Don't throw yourself around like you don't matter.' Everyone matters." Tina smiled, resting her chin on her hands as she listened. "Blaine and I agreed on our two year anniversary that we would – er, you know – and Blaine was really romantic; he made it so special. I knew I loved Blaine and that's how I knew we were ready."

"That's so romantic," Tina sighed happily.

"Looking at you and Mike, I know you love each other. You should talk to him about it and then you'll know if you're ready or not. Communication is the best way forward in a situation like this." Kurt advised.

"You're right," Tina beamed. "I'll talk to Mike. Thank you, Kurt." Kurt shrugged and smiled humbly, unsure of how to react to the praise. "Finn said your dad was out of hospital. That's great news," Tina beamed and Kurt nodded.

"Yeah, it's nice to have him home."

"I'm really sorry about what happened," Tina said quietly, head bowed. "It wasn't right for us to push you and for that I'm sorry. We should have been more supportive."

"At least you didn't turn up at his hospital and sing religious songs to him," Kurt replied, chuckling slightly. "I thank you for that."

"I didn't think it would be appropriate," Tina shrugged. "I mean, I don't really know your dad all that well."

"Thank you Tina," Kurt said, smiling appreciatively at her. "Maybe you and I could go shopping after you talk to Mike. Get you a date outfit."

Tina beamed brightly and giggled. "I would love that."

"So how have you been? I'm sorry I haven't spoken to you in a while," Kurt said wincing slightly.

Tina beamed and happily filled Kurt in on the gossip that was going down at McKinley. Amongst conversation, they made plans to have a shopping trip.

"We should bring Mike and Blaine," Tina suggested excitedly. "If they get bored they can go hang out somewhere and we could meet them later."

"That's sounds perfect," Kurt beamed. "I need to get Blaine some new clothes."

Tina grinned at Kurt; she was so happy for him. She knew how it felt to be in love and she was happy that he and Blaine had found each other. It didn't matter to her that they were gay or that they were in engaged and still in high school, love was love.

"I can't wait," Tina beamed. "Our anniversary is coming up soon and I need to find Mike something perfect."

"I can help with that," Kurt said, preening with superiority.

"Excellent. I have to get going," Tina told him, looking apologetic.

"No problem," Kurt pulled out his phone, sending a quick text to Blaine.

They both stood up and grabbed their coffee cups, chucking them in the bin on the way out. Blaine messaged Kurt back that he was in the parking lot.

"I'll message you with a time for our shopping trip," Tina promised and gave Kurt a quick hug. Kurt awkwardly hugged back, not particularly comfortable hugging anyone other than his father and Blaine. Tina pulled back, beaming and waggling her fingers in parting as she walked off to her car. Kurt searched for Blaine's car and quickly spotted it, hurrying over. He slipped in and saw that Blaine was smiling at him.

"How did it go?" Blaine asked immediately.

"Good," Kurt replied honestly. "I didn't realize how much I missed Tina."

Blaine smiled, looking shocked but happily so. "That's good. What did she want to talk about?" Blaine asked, starting the car.

"How we knew we were ready for sex," Kurt said, bluntly. Blaine hand slipped and he beeped the horn loudly, making himself jump. Kurt sniggered, a small blush colouring his cheeks.

"Oh," Blaine coughed. "That's – yeah, OK. What did you say?"

"That she should talk to Mike about it and then she would know if they were ready or not," Kurt answered.

Blaine smiled. "That's good advice."

"It's what we did," Kurt shrugged, looking at Blaine innocently.

"And it was perfect," Blaine smiled adoringly at Kurt. Kurt grinned back and Blaine put the car out of park and headed out of the car park.

"Me, you, Tina and Mike are going to go shopping together soon," Kurt told Blaine as they drove.

"Shopping with two fashion enthusiasts, great," Blaine replied with mock happiness.

"Relax, you and Mike can disappear if you get bored," Kurt patted his arm with a smirk, "and if you're good I'll make it up to you."

Blaine eyes widened and he glanced at Kurt who was looking at Blaine from under his eyelashes and smiling coyly, doing unspeakable things to Blaine. He didn't know where this had come from but he certainly wasn't going to complain.

"Is that so?" Blaine smirked and Kurt nodded, blushing slightly at his own boldness. Even though he was fully comfortable with Blaine, he still blanched sometimes at the more intimate part of their relationship. "Then I will gladly go shopping with you."

Kurt chuckled. "I thought so."

Blaine winked and turned his full attention back to the road. They headed home, Blaine parking up and they jumped out, hurrying inside. Kurt went in search of his father and found him asleep on the couch. Kurt smiled softly and draped a blanket over his father, closing the curtains and turning off the lights so that he wouldn't be disturbed.

Blaine silently watched as Kurt came back towards him, taking his hand and leading him upstairs, eager for some alone time.