"And here we go," Kurt said as he placed the tray on coffee table, shooting Blaine a quick smile. "Oh!" he exclaimed, jumping back up, "be right back." He came back a moment later with two glasses and a bottle of wine which he sat next to the bowls of pasta.

"This looks so great," Blaine said, his mouth starting the water. The smell of the fettuccine had been teasing him ever since he arrived.

Kurt picked up the remote and flipped to the channel even though it was still a few minutes until show time. He took a few delicate sips of wine but wasn't digging in like Blaine was.

"You nervous?" he asked, setting down his fork.

Kurt shrugged, "A little I guess. What if my stuff is really awful? Or I don't have a good face for TV?"

The exterior confidence Kurt bore so well and showed the rest of the world wasn't for Blaine anymore- it was very rare that Kurt threw those old walls up against him. Now he wasn't afraid to tell Blaine how he was really feeling and Blaine made sure whenever he did that he didn't scoff and brush it off. It may seem crazy to him that Kurt could doubt his talent after all this time but it's how he felt.

"Honey, if you can impressive Heidi, Nina, and Michael, I think you can impress some TV viewers. And as for your face? You're already so beautiful and you know those editors can do wonders making people look good, so honestly I'm a little scared of just how gorgeous you're going to be." It's teasing but only lightly, because Kurt seriously is absolutely stunning.

Shaking his head, Kurt lets out a small chuckle before reaching over to squeeze Blaine's hand. "You always know just what to say."

"Mmm, I am kind of perfect like that," Blaine responds, earning himself light shove from Kurt and then a "shh" because it's 9 o'clock.

&&&&&

Blaine went straight from the door to flop down on the couch face first. "Ugh, I never want to move again," he groaned, his words muffled by the cushion.

"Blaine, you're going to wrinkle your suit," Kurt said with a sigh, then moving into the bedroom to change.

They'd made a promise that every Thursday night they would watch Project Runway together but it was only the second week and Kurt was thinking they'd have to make an exception. It was late and they were both exhausted from the Vogue party they just came home from.

In the past Kurt had just been a nameless face in the crowd but tonight he and Blaine had been some of the most sought after guests. Although nobody was supposed to know, it was common knowledge that he had won Project Runway and Blaine had been a runner up. Most of the people who came up to them were lesser important people trying to schmooze, but there were a few higher-ups that were actually interested in talking to them; especially Blaine.

Kurt was busy working on his Project Runway sponsored line and was moving up at Vogue, but Blaine still wasn't working in the fashion world, and people saw that as an opportunity. Now Blaine of course cleared things up, that he didn't want to work in the fashion industry, but it was a hard thing to convince many people so it led to a night that was both physically and mentally draining.

When Kurt reentered in the living room he found Blaine still lying on the couch and on the brink of sleep. "Come on sleepy head," he said, pulling Blaine to his feet, "You can stay here tonight and we'll watch first thing in the morning."

Blaine snuffled something against his shoulder and Kurt smiled as he practically dragged Blaine to his bedroom.

&&&&&

Blaine froze with a forkful of lo mein halfway to his mouth and asked, "What?" as he rubbed at his face subconsciously.

"Nothing, you just look adorable," Kurt said, still staring. He only broke his gaze once the show went to commercial and he got up to get something from the kitchen. They'd opted for casual dining tonight and ordered in chinese. "Hey, do you want any more of this fried rice, B?"

The nickname, which he hadn't heard in many years, sent a burst of warmth through him. "You called me B," he said softly once Kurt popped his head into the room because he still hadn't gotten an answer.

"Oh, yeah, is that okay?" Kurt asked, his cheeks a little pink.

"I love it," Blaine said, unable to keep a grin off his face.

&&&&&

The door slamming closed with his first clue. Blaine came over to join Kurt where he was already sitting on the couch but didn't say anything. "Um, is... everything okay?"

Blaine grit his teeth and for a split second Kurt thought he was about to yell at him but then he sucked in a ragged breath. "Blaine, what's wrong?" he asked as he scootched closer.

"I talked to my dad, I told him I was going back to school to get my teaching degree, and well... he didn't take it that well. Especially once I told him I wasn't look to teach college, but elementary. I mean, my mom said he's sure to come around, but I just hate disappointing him."

"Well he's disappointing me," Kurt said forcefully. "Being a teacher is a great job, and it's what's going to make you happy, and if he doesn't care about that then screw him."

Blaine hummed noncommittally and snuggled in closer to Kurt. They stay like that as they watched the show, both of them quiet save a few whispered comments. When Blaine was feeling down he strayed from his usual, upbeat domineer and Kurt was fine to just let him be for a night.

&&&&&

"Blaine, no teasing," Kurt forced out between clenched teeth. "You need to-" he let out moan as Blaine took him in even deeper, "hurry up!"

Blaine pulled off with a loud slurp and looked up at Kurt though his lashes. "Kurt, I said I would get you off before the commercials ended, and I will. Now let me do my job," he practically growled before sucking Kurt's head into his mouth. He focused on the tip for a few seconds, letting his tongue run wild, before unexpectedly sinking down fast.

Kurt's hands grappled for something and found Blaine's hair which was still damp from the shower. Blaine sunk even deeper on Kurt's cock and covered the little bit not in his mouth with his hand and all it took was a little humming to get Kurt to let go.

Once Blaine swallowed it all he pulled off and tucked Kurt back into his pants because he was still out of it from his orgasm to do it himself. Then, just as he settled in next to Kurt again, the theme music came on.

"See?" Blaine said with a smirk on his face.

Kurt was still a little out of breath but he managed to say, "Yeah, well I'll have to return the favor next break," as he took in the tented front of Blaine's pajamas.

&&&&&

It was just a little after 9 when the doorbell rang and Kurt looked at Blaine curiously, as if he had something to do with whoever was at his house. "I have no idea who that could be," he muttered as he stood and made his way to the door. He looked out the peephole and then sighed loudly.

"Who is it?" Blaine called but Kurt didn't answer, only taking a deep breath and then opening the door. "Rachel," he said, his tone a forced calm, "I told you I was busy with Blaine every Thursday at this time."

"And that's exactly why I stopped by," the girl said as she breezed by Kurt and over to where Blaine sat.

"Hi," she said, extending her hand, "I know we've met before but I haven't met you since you've started dating Kurt and since he refused to introduce I decided to take matters into my own hands."

"...okay?" Blaine looked at Kurt, his eyes pleading for help.

"Rachel," he said, forcing himself onto the couch in between them, "we're in the middle of watching something."

"Project Runway? Oh I know, I've been keeping up with it too of course! I really love your stuff Blaine, and when I become a broadway star I want no one but you designing my red carpet dress."

"Thank you, and well I would but-"

"Stop harassing my boyfriend," Kurt told Rachel, although the venom was lost because as soon as he said the word boyfriend a smile lit his face and he shot a smitten glance at Blaine. "Now if you're going to stay here, because I doubt I could get you to leave, you need to shut up and watch the show. Got it?"

Rachel mimed zipping her lips and turned her attention to the screen but it wasn't two minutes later that she was opening her mouth back up again and Blaine had a feeling Kurt would be ready to explode by the end of the night.

&&&&&

"I know it's stupid to get all worked up about this," Kurt said with a sniffle, "but I just can't help it."

"It's not stupid," Blaine said fiercely, feeling the anger boil beneath his skin. "Those people are two-faced jerks, and honestly Kurt, they're just jealous of your talent."

During the show that night, some designers had said some awfully cruel things about Kurt. One of them was Harry, so that wasn't unexpected, but the other was Alice, someone they both thought had been kind. Blaine knew the editing process could blow things up and take them out of context, but nobody had forced Alice to call Kurt whiny and stuck up. Kurt had already had a tough day at work so coming home to this had just been the icing on a horrible day.

Blaine hugged Kurt even tighter and placed kisses along his neck and around his face. It didn't make all the hurt go away, but Kurt was giggling now, and what a wonderful sound that was.

&&&&&

The door flew open and in rushed Blaine with his laptop open and a wildness in his eyes. "Kurt, I need to show you something."

"But the show is going to start in-"

"It can wait," Blaine said, setting the laptop down and waving Kurt over. "Okay, have you ever heard of a website called tumblr?"

"Of course, why?"

"Take a look at this," Blaine said as he yanked Kurt down next to him.

Kurt's eyes scanned the page, not really taking in what he was seeing, but names and faces, their names and faces, kept jumping out at him. "What- are these about us?"

"Yes! People are blogging about us!"

"Well we kind of knew that would happen didn't we? I mean we are on a TV show."

Blaine shook his head, "No Kurt, they're blogging about us. Actually read."

Kurt rolled his eyes but looked back at the screen and actually read some of the posts and comments on the pictures of them. "Oh... oh my god," he muttered, scrolling down some more. "Oh my god Blaine look at this!"

Blaine looked and then yelped and shut his laptop. "Should we call the police?" he half whispered.

Laughing out loud, Kurt shook his head. "It's called fanfiction Blaine, and while a little creepy, it's not exactly uncommon on the internet."

"But they were writing about us..." he trailed off.

"Well they aren't exactly wrong, are they?" Kurt said, waggling his eyebrows, and finally getting Blaine to crack a smile. "Where did you find all that anyway?"

"Apparently our "ship name"- shipping it was they call it when they want to people to be together or something like that- is called klaine so I just looked it up on tumblr and all of that came up!"

"Alright so it's a little insane," Kurt said, but with laughter still echoed on his face. "I mean, Harry made that one comment last week about us being "extra close", but other than that there's been no mention on the show. You do have a pretty bad case of the heart eyes though..." he said, thinking back to one of the gifs he saw.

"Just think how crazy they'll go when the finale airs," Blaine said and both of them dissolved into giggles.

&&&&&

By the time 8:55 rolled around Kurt had pretty much given up. They hadn't spoken all day, not since last night. It had been a stupid fight, just a result of the long hours he'd been clocking at Vogue the past couple weeks. Things would slow down soon, thankfully, but for now the extra work really shortened his fuse. He'd yelled at Blaine over a few dishes and clothes lying around and he didn't blame him for not wanting to come over, even if it was their tradition.

But then the doorbell rang. Usually Blaine just walked right in so it couldn't be... but as Kurt opened the door he saw it was. "Blaine," he said, a smile on his face but his tone cautious.

Blaine stepped inside and fidgeted a little, looking down at his shoes as he said, "I'm sorry Kurt. I'm sorry for being such a slob especially in your apartment."

But that was the thing, it didn't feel like just his apartment anymore; it felt like theirs. Blaine had begun spending more and more time over at Kurt's, even spending the night a few times a week. During the fight Kurt had emphasized that it was his apartment and obviously that hurt Blaine. Kurt wanted to talk about, but he decided now wasn't the time, not right after their fight.

"Hey, look at me," he said, and Blaine looked up right away. "You be a little cleaner, and I'll be a little less cranky when I come home. We're going to be just fine. Capiche?"

"Capiche," Blaine echoed, that familiar smile finally spreading across his face. Then he fit his hand in Kurt's and let himself be tugged to the couch where they spent the night snuggling.

&&&&&

Since Kurt hadn't been able to make it back to Ohio for Christmas, he decided to plan a weekend in the early spring to visit. Blaine came too, as it was his spring break, so the two of them flew out Wednesday night with plans to stay until Sunday.

Of course the weekend had all the awkwardness that the first-time-meeting-the-boyfriend situation does, but Kurt loved his family, and of course they all loved Blaine, so it really was a fun time.

They had even all joined together to watch Project Runway on Thursday despite Kurt and Blaine's protests.

"What, you think we haven't been watching?" Burt asked incredulously.

"Well no, but it's going to be awkward with me and Blaine sitting right there!"

"Oh honey it will be fine," Carole cut in. "Besides, Finn is having Jen come over too and she really wants to meet you guys. She's a huge fan."

It turned out Jen really was a huge fan, and her gushing over the boys was met with humbleness on Blaine's side and less contained enjoyment on Kurt's. What can he say, it felt good to have his talents recognized.

This week was the wedding challenge, so there was a lot of "oohing" and "awwing" over the children, especially with how close Blaine was with the little girl he worked with. Seeing it like this, it was no surprise the career choice Blaine made. "You're going to make a great teacher," Kurt whispered in his ear and Kurt's not sure he'd ever seen a happier look on his face.

Kurt won that challenge so Burt broke the champagne out when it was finished and they spent the rest night laughing and sharing stories, and Kurt reveled in how well Blaine already seemed to fit in with their little family.

&&&&&

Kurt had been trying to figure out how to ask Blaine to move in with him for weeks but when it finally happened it just came out. They had just finished watching Project Runway, the last episode before the finale, and instead of Blaine standing up to leave he cuddled in closer to Kurt.

"Stay," Kurt said softly.

"Mmm, okay," Blaine said, already sounding sleepy.

"I mean permanently."

This woke Blaine up, and he sat up slowly, disentangling himself from Kurt. "You mean- you mean like move in?"

Kurt nodded and bit his lip, too nervous to speak.

"Of course!" Blaine exclaimed. He leaned over and captured Kurt's lips in a soft kiss before resting his forehead on Kurt's. "I mean, I'll have to make sure that's okay with Josh, but I'm pretty sure he saw it coming. Just... yes-yes," he repeated before sealing their lips together again.

&&&&&

Blaine knew where the finale was going before it even aired. For the past couple weeks, the show had been emphasizing the growing closeness between Kurt and him and had gotten quotes from other designers about them. Most were just talking about how good of friends they had become, but a couple designers made good natured comments about how they guessed it was more.

Then, in the recap when the finale began, most of the clips featured the two of them together.

"Wow, they really are playing up this love story thing," Kurt muttered.

"Is that okay?" Blaine asked, afraid Kurt was regressing to his old desires of not going public with the relationship.

"Oh no, I don't care about that," Kurt said quickly as he read Blaine's concern, "I'm just mad this isn't more about the fashion."

In reality though, it wasn't as bad as they feared, and there wasn't any mention of them being together until the end with Blaine's confession and Harry's complaints. When the judges were shown making their decision, they revealed they had already guessed Kurt and Blaine were together.

"I mean they way they looked at each other- they weren't exactly subtle!" Heidi said with a laugh.

Then, of course, they made the decision to disregard the personal statements and that was the end of that. That part of it wasn't quite as dramatic as Kurt had expected. The other part, the winning part, that was a little more emotional.

When they announced he won and Blaine popped the champagne and brought Kurt a bouquet of flowers, it almost felt like he was winning all over again. Now, when he walked down the street, people would recognize him as the winner of Project Runway. Now, he would be up there with the names of all the other extremely talented people who have won the show.

They aired only a little snippet of the much, much lengthier interview Kurt had done after he won and that was it; the journey was truly over.

"You know, I'm surprised they didn't ask you about me in that final interview," Blaine mused.

"Oh they did, but I told them to fuck off and focus on their job, literally!" Kurt said as he laughed. "I wish you could have seen the look at the interviewers face, it was priceless!"

Blaine was laughing too now, both of them completely giddy. "God I love you," Blaine said, still chuckling. Then he stopped, realizing what he said, and Kurt looked at him with wide eyes. "I do, I love you," Blaine repeated, now more seriously.

It took Kurt a moment to collect himself but then, "I love you too," and neither of them would have a happier night than that in a long, long time.