Kurt was pacing around his room, "I can't believe how much we have to do before homecoming," he said.

Blaine just watched from his boyfriend's bed. He was lying on his stomach looking at the Vogue Kurt had abandoned, "What exactly is there to do still?"

"Are you kidding me?" Kurt stared at him.

Blaine looked up to see Kurt giving him a look, "Not really." He sat up, "I mean we have our outfits, boutonnieres picked out, and we decided I would drive. I don't see what else we need."

"Blaine you don't understand," Kurt waved his arms around, "Homecoming is not just any dance, it's a game and then the after party, and then the dance, and it's after party."

"I don't really think I want to go to any after parties," Blaine sighed.

"We have to," Kurt said, "I'm a Cheerio and you're my boyfriend."

"And I recall the last after party we went to ended up being something that put us in a not so good place," Blaine said to him.

Kurt sighed and sat down beside Blaine, "But honey, it's what brought us together and I promise I won't drink this time. I learned my lesson. The next time I get plastered drunk like that is going to be in my home and you are going to be there with me."

Blaine let out a laugh, "Well I'm glad you have it all figured out, Kurt remember we talked about making promises we can't keep."

"No," Kurt shook his head, "I'm not doing that anymore, I promise."

Blaine leaned over and kissed him, "I'm happy to hear that. And I hope homecoming will be way better than junior prom."

"It will," Kurt smiled at him.

"How do you know?" Blaine asked him.

Kurt reached over and took Blaine's hands, "Because we are going together. And I promise it will be amazing." He leaned his forehead to touch Blaine's, "I love you."

"I love you too," Blaine said as he started to push Kurt back on the bed, their lips met halfway.

The front door opened and closed loudly. Blaine pulled back. "The parental unit is home," Kurt groaned.

Blaine smiled as he looked down at Kurt, "Its fine. My parents are getting back tonight and we are going out to dinner."

"You didn't tell me that," Kurt said playing with Blaine's sleeve, "I would have let you leave earlier if you wanted."

"I know," Blaine leaned down and gave Kurt a kiss, "But I like you." He gave him another kiss, "But now I do have to get going. Will you be alright with your homework?"

"Yeah," Kurt sighed, thinking about the math homework in his backpack.

Blaine leaned down to kiss him again, "I really have to go."

"Kurt! Blaine!"

Kurt groaned, "Come on," he sighed, "I'll walk you to the door."

Blaine and Kurt both stood up and adjusted their clothes. Blaine grabbed his bag before they rushed out into the living room to find Burt sitting in his chair. "Hello Mr. Hummel."

"Hi Dad," Kurt kissed the top of his dad's head.

Burt looked at the boys and rolled his eyes, he knew exactly what they had been doing and they thought they were so sneaky. And he was still surprised about how Blaine wouldn't call him Burt. "Heading out so soon Blaine?"

"Yeah, my parents are back in town and we are going out for dinner," Blaine smiled at him, "You know to catch up."

"That's good," Burt said, "They should come over for dinner here one day, we'll invite Carole and Finn along too."

Kurt looked over at his dad, "Right, well off you go Blaine." They walked to the front door, "Now remember to call about the-"

"Bowties," Blaine finished, "I remember." He kissed Kurt one last time, "Call if you have any questions about the homework and I'll see you tomorrow at school."

"Okay, bye," Kurt gave him a smile as Blaine left the house and he shut the door behind him. He walked into the living room and his dad was giving him one of those looks, "What?"

Burt just laughed, "Nothing. It's nothing. I just hope you boys are being safe."

Kurt's eyes widened, "Geez Dad, could you have said that any more discreetly?"

"I'm just calling it like I see it son," Burt smirked as he grabbed the remote.

Kurt sat down on the couch, "And just so you know, we aren't there yet. I mean we both know it happened already, but we aren't ready yet." During the summer, Burt had sat Kurt down and they talked about everything that happened. Kurt was extremely embarrassed by his father talking to him about sex, but he was happy for the talk in the end.

Burt was surprised to hear this, but happy his son had listened to what he had said. He liked Blaine and for some reason he really helped Kurt. He didn't know how, but he liked the kid for helping his own son. "You have grown up a lot over these past few months."

"Dad," Kurt whined as he stood up, "Don't get all mushy on me. I'm going to find something for dinner." He walked into the kitchen let out a sigh. Burt just let out a laugh.

Blaine could not believe how cold it was. He was freezing and so was Rachel. They were huddled together under the blanket she had brought.

"The things I do for Finn," Rachel grumbled.

Blaine smiled and leaned his head on hers, "Just imagine how amazing the game outcome will be."

"I don't care if they win or lose," Rachel said, "If I don't get a freaking girlfriend gold medal award for this I am done."

Blaine laughed and wrapped an arm around Rachel, "Body heat is better. And I know Kurt won't be jealous unless I start cuddling with Sam."

"Or Mike," Rachel pointed out.

"I should just go in between them and squeeze tight," Blaine teased.

Rachel laughed and then looked over at the field, "Oh look the Cheerios are coming out."

The Cheerios were dressed in their warmer outfits because it was so cold for an October day in Ohio. They came out clapping and chanting, trying to get the audience in the packed bleachers to join in.

"I am not moving my hands," Rachel said. Her gloved hands were squished in between her legs to keep from getting cold.

Blaine didn't move either, he just watched as his boyfriend bounce along with the other girls trying to keep warm. He never understood why people didn't consider cheerleading a sport. He knew, of course, there were some squads that didn't deserve the title since all they do is stand there, but the Cheerios are definitely more than that. They have unique routines and all put in one hundred percent effort.

Kurt clapped his hands and shouted, "Who are we?"

The girls shouted back at him, "The Titans!"

"And what are we gonna do?" He shouted louder.

"Win! Win! Win!" all of the Cheerios shouted loud and proud.

"To bad we all know they are going to lose. Lose. Lose," Rachel said with an eye roll.

Blaine laughed, "Such great pride you have in your boyfriend."

"I don't doubt Finn's abilities," Rachel said, "It's the other guys who can't catch. I mean did you see that pass Finn threw last time and he...oh my god! I am talking in football terms."

"You are," Blaine grinned, which just led Rachel to hitting him on the arm.

The opposing team, which happened to be the largest rival school to McKinley, Jacobson High ran out on to the field. There was boos from the McKinley side and cheers from the parents on the Jacobson side.

Then the Titans ran onto the field and the cheers were loud from the McKinley bleachers. The Cheerios were jumping up and down shouting for their team.

The teams settled down and were soon standing in the middle of the field waiting for the coin flip. McKinley won and they wanted to receive the ball.

"Damn," Blaine said as he watched the other team kick off and send it hurtling towards the Titans. One of the caught it and started to run down the field, only to get squished by two of the Jacobson's defense.

"Doesn't that hurt?" Rachel asked out loud.

Blaine shrugged, "Probably. I mean they have to build muscle and that's what helps with the falls. The impact sort of doesn't hurt as much if there is more muscle built there."

"Blaine, it was rhetorical question," Rachel said to him.

"Fine," Blaine said with a playful sigh, "I was just filling you in. I know how much you love this football lingo." And then he suddenly watched as the Titans snapped the football and Finn threw it to Puck who took off running.

"Oh no," Rachel shouted as Puck was smashed to the ground by a Jacobson player. "This is almost like a life or death thing."

"Rachel, I advise you to never watch a NFL game," Blaine said to her, "Or better yet, don't watch a college football game. Those things can either end in hilarity or the worst injuries you have seen."

Rachel shrugged, "I only watch because my man is out there. I actually asked him about quitting this summer, but he didn't want to."

"You asked Finn if he would quit football?" Blaine asked surprised.

"Don't act so surprised," Rachel sighed, "I just worry about him and..." she turned her head, "Finn!"

A Jacobson's player came and tackled Finn to the ground before he could throw the ball. "Oh come on call it!" Blaine shouted.

Kurt turned around and gave Blaine a smile. Blaine blushed as he realized he was probably being a bit too loud.

Artie, Tina, and Mercedes appeared and sat down beside Rachel and Blaine. They filled them in on what was happening. The first quarter was over and Jacobson had scored a touchdown, gotten the extra point, and kicked a field goal. It wasn't looking good for McKinley so far.

"Damn," Mercedes shook her head, "That is not good."

"I'm sure they can come back," Blaine said hopefully, "Haven't they made an amazing come back before?"

"I think so," Artie said, "But I only come to these things for the nachos." He said taking a bite of the chip.

Tina nodded, "I know Mike is on the team and all, but I don't usually come."

"Understandable," Rachel said, "It's freezing. I don't know how you can stand sitting out here," she turned to Blaine.

Blaine shrugged, "I used to go to games with my dad and brother when I was little. It was freezing at those. I would sometimes be bundled up so tightly that I could only see out of a little silt. Those are amazing."

Kurt suddenly appeared next to Blaine, he gave him a cold kiss on the cheek, "Hey, Coach said we could have five."

Blaine pulled Kurt into his lap and while he did get glares from other people in the audience, he just held on to him tighter, "Aren't you freezing in that?"

"Hell yes," Kurt said snuggling into Blaine for warmth. "You do know my dad and his girlfriend are here?"

"Indeed," Blaine grinned, "But what haven't they seen that others haven't."

"Please never repeat that," Rachel said from beside him.

"Oh come on Berry," Kurt wiggled his feet, "I know you want to know what goes in between Blaine and I. I heard you ask Blaine one time what it was like."

Rachel's entire face reddened and she glared at Blaine, "You told him that!"

Tina shrugged next to her, "I would want to know to."

Kurt laughed and hid his head in Blaine's neck. He then smelled him and god did he smell good. "I have to get going."

"Kay," Blaine smiled and kissed him. "Have fun."

"Thanks, love you," Kurt jumped off his lap and ran off.

"So you two are there now?" Rachel adjusted the blanket on their lap.

"There where?" Blaine asked her confused.

Tina leaned over, "You are both saying I love you?"

"We have ever since we got together," Blaine said to her, "I sort of told him how I loved him, hence why he came out to New York."

"Yes, but saying it in public is different," Tina told him.

Blaine just shrugged his shoulders, "I love Kurt and he loves me. I don't see how you two are complicating it."

"We aren't," Rachel said, "I just find it strange that Kurt is so open to it."

"Rachel, I thought you were over this whole not wanting me to date Kurt," Blaine sighed.

"I am," Rachel took Blaine's hand, "I just don't want to see you get hurt again. We've known Kurt for longer than you have and he isn't always someone he appears to be."

Blaine thought about what Rachel said for a moment, but then shook his head. "No. Just drop it. I don't know why we are doing this, but drop it." He wasn't angry with her, just frustrated.

"It's dropped," Rachel said with a nod.

The friends went back to watching the game. It was soon half time and the Cheerios did a routine, which Blaine clapped hard for. The band took the field and did an interesting rendition of some songs that no one knew. And then the football players were back and the game begun again.

"Oh my god!" Rachel shouted from her seat. "RUN!"

Puck caught the ball and started running down the field. It was the fourth quarter and no one had scored since the first. It was nerve wrecking and everyone in the stands was just about to jump up to their feet.

When Puck ran across the line, he let out a yell as he made the touchdown.

Blaine and Rachel jumped up from their seats. They hugged and then watched the field very carefully.

McKinley was going for the two extra points since there was only a few seconds left on the clock. Coach Beiste was shouting from the sidelines. Finn was looking left and right shouting out.

The ball was snapped and Finn tossed the ball towards the open player, who happened to be Mike Chang. Mike caught the ball and fell to the ground. He was tackled as soon as his body hit the ground.

Rachel was now holding both of Blaine's hands and she watched as the referees pushed of the players to reveal if Mike had crossed the line.

The referee held up his two arms high in the air.

The McKinley Titans had won the game! The McKinley side of the bleachers was shaking from everyone jumping up and down. Rachel and Tina were already running down towards the field with everyone to meet their boyfriends.

Blaine followed behind, but instead of following everyone to the field, he turned right and found the one Cheerio he had been looking at all evening. While on the field, Finn was spinning Rachel around and Tina was making sure Mike was alright from his fall.

"Well then," Kurt said wrapping his arms around Blaine, "I believe tonight we should cuddle while watching a movie and then maybe I will feel my toes again."

"What about the after party?" Blaine asked him.

Kurt hummed and then leaned down, "What party?" He pressed their lips together. The couple wasn't even disturbed since the celebration was so huge from winning team.