Oh no, thought Kurt as he looked at his watch. I’m going to be late on my very first day. He knew he should have listened to Carol and left ten minutes earlier; being late will leave the worst first impression. Although he had to admit that the extra time he spent on his hair had not gone to waste. Just then Benny’s Bistro came into view and Kurt relaxed but didn’t slow down. It looked like he would make it on time after all. Kurt took out his phone to send a quick text to Mercedes when he heard a voice exclaim “Whoa there!” He looked up just in time to see a short boy with curly, black hair jump out of the way.

“I- I’m sorry” stammered Kurt. Up close Kurt could see the boy has piercing hazel eyes and was quite cute. He could feel himself turning red.

The boy just chuckled, “No worries” he said. “I’m Blaine by the way and you are?”

“Kurt”

“Well Kurt, care to tell me why I was almost run over just a moment ago?” Blaine said in a teasing tone.

Kurt blushed again. “I’m in umm a big hurry because I’m starting as a busboy at Benny’s Bistro today” he explained.

“No kidding, I work as a waiter there!” said Blaine. “I just got off a couple minutes ago,”

“Oh that’s… cool” Kurt finished lamely. He hesitated not knowing what to do next. Kurt knew he should go but suddenly being on time didn’t seem as important.

“Well I better get going and aren’t you in a big hurry?” Blaine asked with a smile. “I’ll see you around Kurt.” As Blaine passed his finger just grazed Kurt’s sending shivers down his spine. Kurt wasn’t sure if the touch was on purpose or not but he did know one thing; he couldn’t wait to see Blaine again.

&&&&&

Over the next few days Kurt found that his thoughts traveled to Blaine more than he would have liked to admit. He had yet to see him again but he had overheard that he would be coming in today which made his stomach squirm. You’re being silly, He told himself again and again. You haven’t said more than five words to the guy! A noise suddenly interrupted Kurt’s thoughts and he realized it was the door chime. When he looked up his heart skipped a beat; Blaine had just entered the Bistro. Their eyes met for a split second but Kurt quickly looked away and busied himself with washing tables. Kurt had just picked up a glass to bring back to the kitchen when someone rammed into him hard with their shoulder. Kurt let out an involuntary gasp of pain and dropped the glass. He turned to see Karofsky walking away and laughing to himself. Kurt sighed and bent down to clean up the glass when he heard a familiar voice.

“Need some help with that?” Blaine asked.

“That would be great” Kurt said gratefully.

“You know that guy?”

“Yeah, he’s an… old friend.” Kurt answered with a grimace.

Blaine looked for a moment as if he was going to press the subject but then seemed to decide against it. “I figured out why you looked so familiar the other day.” Blaine started. “You’re in the McKinley High Glee Club.”

Kurt was shocked. Why would Blaine know or care that Kurt was in the Glee Club.

As if reading his mind Blaine said “I go to Dalton Academy and I’m a Warbler.”

Wow! A Warbler! No wonder he’s cute, all those Warblers are, Kurt mused. He couldn’t believe he hadn’t recognized Blaine until now. He was the lead, the reason McKinley and Dalton tied in districts. “You guys did really well at districts. Especially you, Blaine.” Kurt added with a blush.

“Thanks! McKinley was great too.” answered Blaine.

Then before Kurt could stop himself he started “Are you, I mean the Warblers, people say, are-” but before he could finish Blaine cut him off.

“You mean are we all Gay?” he said with a laugh. “I am, but no, not all the Warblers are.”

Kurt’s spirits soared and he couldn’t keep a small smile off his face. “I am too. Gay that is.”

Blaine looked as if he was going to say something else but he didn’t get the chance.

“Back to work you too!” shouted Ty, their boss. Kurt blushed and hurried off but Blaine just smiled.

Kurt couldn’t help stealing glances at Blaine for the rest of his shift and to his surprise and delight Blaine was looking right back more often than not. When it came time for Kurt to leave he was a little disappointed he hadn’t got to talk to Blaine again. As Kurt started to walk out he heard someone call “Wait!”

“Hey so umm Kurt” began Blaine while rubbing the back of his neck. Kurt realized this was the first time since he had met Blaine that he seemed even the littlest bit nervous.

“I was wondering if you wanted to grab a coffee in a bit. I get off in about fifteen minutes so I thought we could go then…” Blaine said trailing off and looked up.

“Sure!” Kurt answered and sat down at a table where he waited for Blaine. When he came over they stood to leave but were blocked by a hulking figure. Karofsky, Kurt cursed to himself.

“Well there Kurt it looks like you’ve got yourself a boyfriend.” Karofsky said sneering. “Let’s see if he’s tougher than you.” But before Karofsky could do anything Ty walked over.

“Is there a problem here” he asked.

“Not at all.” answered Blaine. “Come on Kurt.” He said as he walked out.

“Sorry about that. That boy, Karofsky, goes to my school. He doesn’t like the fact that I’m, well, gay.” Kurt explained.

“Nothing to apologize for, I know what it’s like.”

“Are there people like that at Dalton?”

“No, but I didn’t always go to Dalton”

Kurt loved the fact that Blaine understood what he was going though. After that their conversation took a much lighter turn. They spent the rest of the day just getting to know each other. Kurt noticed that even though he talked about his father quite a bit Blaine never once mentioned his family. Not everyone is that close with their family though Kurt reasoned. Nearing the end of the date Blaine asked to borrow Kurt’s phone.

“Mine broke for good about a week ago. The darn thing was always freezing though. I need to call my friend to get a ride home.”

“Don’t be silly.” said Kurt. “I’ll give you a ride home.”

Blaine was unusually quiet on the ride home. He seemed to Kurt to be battling some internal conflict. Kurt didn’t mind though, just being with Blaine was made him giddy. He’s nice, funny, charming, and talented. Not to mention cute; so, so cute. As they pulled up to Blaine’s house Blaine turned to Kurt.

“Hey do you want to come inside and watch a movie or something?”

“I’d love to!” Kurt exclaimed.

Kurt noticed that the exterior of Blaine’s house was not much different than his own; a medium sized, brick house in a suburban neighborhood. What was odd was not the outside of the house, but the inside. At first he couldn’t place what it was about it that was different but suddenly he knew. The house seemed to be empty of emotion. All the furniture looked stiff and new, and it all matched perfectly. Almost a little too perfect. The house was also impeccably clean; no used glasses, no magazines, no papers, no nothing. There was nothing to suggest anyone even lived in this house.

Blaine led Kurt down to the basement where there was a flat screen TV and a black leather couch. Blaine plopped himself down on the couch and patted the seat next to him. Kurt sat down gingerly, careful not to get too close.

“So what do you want to watch?” Blaine asked him.

Kurt froze. He had no idea what kind of movies Blaine liked. Was he an action guy? Or maybe he liked comedies. Kurt himself loved musicals but surely Blaine wouldn’t like them. Or would he? I mean he was a Warbler.

Blaine cut off Kurt’s rambling thoughts with a laugh. “Don’t hurt yourself there. Why don’t we just watch Grease? It’s one of my favorites.” As he walked over to pop in the DVD Kurt looked around. It seemed to be a bit homier down here.

As soon as the first song came on Kurt couldn’t help but hum along. Blaine turned to look at him, smirking, and Kurt looked away slightly embarrassed but didn’t stop. As they watched they didn’t talk much. Then something happened that completely shocked Kurt.

“Summer lovin’ had me a blast” Blaine sang aloud.

And what shocked him even further was his response. “Summer lovin’ happened so fast”

Blaine grabbed his hand, pulled him to his feet, and danced around the room like a goober.

“I met a girl crazy for me”

“Met a boy cute as can be”

As they continued to sing Kurt thought this is the most fun I’ve had in ages! Just as they were nearing the end of the song Kurt heard a loud cough behind him. He turned to see a short, squat, man with little hair and a look to kill.

“Dad!” Blaine choked out. “I-I thought you weren’t coming home until later.”

“What have I told you about having people over when I’m not home?” he said in a cold voice.

Blain just looked at his feet. “Dad, this is Kurt.” He mumbled.

“Well Kurt I think you better go.”

“Oh right, yes, yes I’ll be going Mr. Anderson sir.” Kurt stammered. “I- umm bye Blaine.”

Blaine simply looked at Kurt apologetically and gave him feeble wave.

Well now that was awkward, Kurt thought to himself as he quickly left the house.

&&&&&&

The first thing Kurt noticed when he walked into Benny’s was Blaine standing at the bar. Although he was wearing the same thing everyone else was, dark wash jeans and a white t-shirt, somehow it looked so much better on him.

“Hey there.” said Kurt as he sidled up to Blaine.

“Hello.” said Blaine in a tired voice.

As he turned to face him, Kurt gasped “Oh! Blaine what happened?” Blaine’s right eye was all puffed up.

“It’s nothing”

“It’s not nothing! That looks really bad. Have you gotten it chec-”

“I said it’s nothing!” Blaine snapped. “Can you just drop it?”

“Fine.” said Kurt, the hurt evident in his voice.

He spent the rest of his shift trying and failing not to look at Blaine. What did I do wrong? He kept asking himself. He couldn’t figure out what he did to make Blaine act that way. Maybe he’s just having a bad day, maybe he will apologize tomorrow or something. Kurt knew better though than to really expect this to happen. He was too good to be true Kurt thought wistfully.

&&&&&&&

Kurt was about to jump in the shower when he heard his phone ring. When he looked at the screen he didn’t recognize the number. Puzzled he picked up.

“Hello?”

“Hi Kurt, it’s Blaine.”

“Oh hi Blaine.” said Kurt coolly.

“Look Kurt, I’m really sorry about how I acted today. I was a totally asshole. I just- I had a lot on my mind today and it was stressing me out. Am I forgiven?”

“I suppose so. Do you want to talk about what was going on today?”

“Not really.” Blaine answered.

Kurt was a bit disappointed. He hadn’t known Blaine long though so he hoped in the future he would trust him enough to tell him. Kurt couldn’t help feeling like this was a bigger deal than Blaine was letting on.

“But I want to make it up to you.” Blaine continued. “I have tickets to the community production of Wicked on Friday. Will you go with me?”