Blaine looked over his shoulder, catching a glimpse of his favorite blue-eyes counter tenor on his way to Calculus. Blaine had memorized Kurt's schedule and Kurt always stopped to talk to him before Calculus. However, today he was walking down the hall with a stony, almost emotionless face plastered on. It honestly scared Blaine. Something was very wrong with his Kurt. And Kurt wasn't evven willing to talk to him! Wait...

His Kurt.Where did that come from? Blaine shook his head slightly and returned his attention to the stunning brunette walking solemnly down the hallway.Maybe I should call out to him,Blaine thought.

"Kurt! Hey, wait up!" Blaine jogged to catch up with his best friend. He glanced down at his phone... He had a few minutes left before the bell rang. He looked up just in time to see Kurt stiffen slightly an turn around with a painfully fake smile glued on. It hurt Blaine to think that Kurt had to pretend in front of him.

"Um, hey Blaine... I have to get to class... so I'll see you later." Kurt replied in a scary monotone.

"But, I mean, we have a few minutes... so we can, you know, talk. I guess." Blaine cringed inwardly at his awkward attempt to make conversation. This was all wrong. Things were never awkward with Kurt...

"Yeah, but I wanted to get in a little early..." Kurt trailed off, not meeting Blaine's eyes. Suddenly, Jeff appeared and latched himself onto Kurt's arm.

Blaine glared at Jeff's hand, resting lightly on Kurt's arm. Kurt however, looked relieved at the intervention and visibly relaxed. Jeff smiled at Blaine and whispered something in Kurt's ear, earning a small smile from the counter tenor.

"Kurt, do you want to get coffee at the Lima Bean after Warbler rehearsal?" Blaine asked, sounding a lot calmer than he actually was.

"Um, maybe. I don't know. I have a lot of work to finish, you know? Class is about to start, I'll see you later Blaine." Kurt backed away, slightly. Blaine noticed that Kurt was keeping a distance between them. He frowned, looking at Kurt's retreating figure and thought back to when they sang flirty duets and bumped shoulders 24/7.

U.S. History never seemed so bland.

Kurt sat through Calculus with his head help in his hands. He had been keen on avoiding Blaine all day. Kurt knew that it was stupid to get so worked up over a small insult like that, but every time he closed his eyes, he couldn't help but think about the anger in Blaine's eyes and the fear he used to feel when Karofsky bullied him and didn't accept him. He thought about the stares and glares he'd received from the kids at McKinley. The silent, gnawing disapproval that stabbed him every time he turned the corner. He hated to think that he might be doing that to someone else. He felt his neck grow cold and tears rushed to his eyes. Steadying his breath, he looked up to find Thad and Jeff, sitting a few seats away from him, giving him concerned glances.

Thank Gaga for his friends. Kurt thought back to last night with Jeff. It was awesome to have another gay friend, especially a strictly platonic one. Blaine was amazing, but with Jeff he felt like he didn't have to hold anything back, the way he reigned in his feelings around Blaine.

Blaine.

Kurt wiped his eyes quickly and flashed his fellow Warblers a small, grateful smile. Even if he messed things up with Blaine... beautiful, breath-taking, gorgeous, sweet, kind Blaine... he still had good friends like Jeff, and even Thad.

No one else knew about his issues with Blaine except for Jeff. Quid pro quid, no one knew about Jeff's unrequited love for Nick either. Thankful for his new friend, Kurt smiled and distracted himself with crazy ideas on how to set the two boys up.

If the image of a certain curly-haired, hazel-eyed lead singer popped into his head, Kurt pushed it away, deep into the recesses of his mind.

Warblers practice was fun for Blaine. He loved having the spotlight, the solo and he also enjoyed being surrounded by his friends. It was a place where he could let go of the pressures of the day and just sing. He loved letting go and falling into the music.

Today however, Blaine was very distracted.

Kurt had walked into practice a few minutes late, flanked by... guess who? Jeff. Blaine inwardly scoffed. Was something going on between those two? Because Kurt should've told him... Blaine could be supportive and happy, he just wanted Kurt to tell him about that stuff...

Yeah, that was why his insides were twisting uncomfortably as the counter tenor made his way across the room with his new, daresay boyfriend? And took a seat next to Thad and Trent.

What? Blaine glanced between the 4 boys angrily, barely hiding his disdain. Why wasn't Kurt sitting withhim?Blaine ran his hand through his hair, again. He'd been doing that a lot lately...

"Warblers. As you all you, we have Regionals coming up soon, so I propose eight-part harmonies with..." Wes started going through his Regionals setlist and ideas. Blaine tuned him out and glanced quickly again at Kurt and his new...friends.Blaine knew he should be happy that the boy was making new friends. But still, it irked him that Kurt didn't want to spend all his time with him. Blaine wanted Kurt all to himself... he didn't want to share his Kurt. He wanted to be the only one to make Kurt smile like that and see his eyes light up, bright blue and clear.

Blaine sighed and turned around again, fiddling around with the hem of his blazer. He didn't want to acknowledge this... feeling.

Ugh. Forget this. Blaine liked Kurt the moment he tapped his shoulder on the Dalton staircase. Kurt was... gorgeous. He was lean and skinny, but he had wide shoulders and hidden muscles that popped out slightly. It made Blaine's mouth water, thinking about Kurt's tall, muscular form. His hair was gorgeous and always perfectly coiffed. When his chestnut bangs brushed his forehead, he blew them to the side and ohgod that alone was supermegafoxyawesomehot. He had the cutest blush and high cheekbones that gave him a regal look with his rain drop shaped, slightly up turned nose. He was adorable. Blaine had thought so the moment he'd seen the endearing little spy.

Another thing that Blaine loved about Kurt was his eyes.

His clear blue-gray eyes changed colors and were so vibrant and Blaine could just get lost in those eyes. He couldn't describe those eyes, he really couldn't/ He just wanted to stare into those gorgeous eyes forever.

Blaine pinched the bridge of his nose, the strength of his obvious feelings crashing down on him.

Oh yeah, Blaine had every intention of asking Kurt out the moment he set eyes on him. That was the main reason he'd offered to have coffee with Kurt. He smirked slightly, remembering the chaotic conversation with Wes when they found out that Blaine was taking this "spy" on a "date".

"Wes! Come on, he's adorable! It's no big deal if I just take him out to coffee!"

"Blaine, he is the competition! He was spying on us, Blaine... That's cheating!"

"I don't think he's any real threat... at least let me talk to him and find out!" Blaine looked up and Wes and pouted, widening his eyes so that Wes would be forced to look at him.

"Blaine, don't you dare give me that look.. Blaine. Blaine, no way. We've known each other too long for... BLAINE. STOP. FINE." Wes sighed in exasperation and threw his hands up. "Okay, you can get coffee with him." Blaine pumped his fist in victory and was about to skip off to find his angel-faced spy... "BUT."

Blaine slumped and turned around mournfully, waiting for Wes's 'but'. There was always a but, wasn't there?

"But, you have to buy him coffee here. On school grounds. AND, David and I want to talk to him too. Save your date for later, we need to set some things straight first." Defeated, Blaine trudged back to the senior commons. However, he perked up when he saw Kurt sitting patiently, waiting for him, taking Dalton in. He looked up at Blaine and smiled.

After taking the blue-eyed angel to coffee, Blaine realized that he might have to wait. Kurt needed a mentor, a friend. After Karofsky kissed Kurt, Blaine realized that he could never be that guy who kissed Kurt on impulse... Kurt was already torn up about losing his first kiss to a closeted Neanderthal who harassed him 24/7.

Maybe Blaine should've just gone for Kurt.

Groaning and cursing his conscience for keeping him from this gorgeous brunette, Blaine tried to block out the sound of Kurt's soft giggles resounding from the back of the practice room.