The next day at lunch, Blaine made his way to that same table. Thankfully, it had actually been cleaned after he ate at it. He sat down, and began to eat his lunch. Today, his eyes were not focused on his lunch, but rather on a book. His face was buried so deep in the book that he didn’t notice the clatter of a lunch tray next to his.
“What ya reading?” a voice whispered into his ear, causing Blaine to start and drop his book. Blaine sighed and turned to face Kurt.
“I’m not coming to sit with the Cheerios okay, Kurt?” Blaine said resignedly.
“I know. I came to sit with you.” Kurt replied cheerily, gracefully getting into the bench across from Blaine.
“You don’t have to do this y’know.” Blaine said, resuming his eating, but resisting the urge to pick up his book, since something MUCH more interesting was sitting across from him.
“Don’t be silly, Blaine. I like spending time with you. More than I like spending time with those stuck up idiots over there anyway.” Kurt grumbled, gesturing to where the Cheerios had just emitted an obnoxious laugh.
“Wait, so you don’t like being on the Cheerios?” Blaine asked, shocked. Kurt smirked.
“Oh, did I just blow your mind?” he joked. “I only joined it to escape the crap I got for being gay.” So Blaine didn’t imagine it. Kurt was gay.
“A word of advice, though. Take down that poster in your locker. I went through complete hell here, and I wouldn’t want you to get hurt like I did.” Kurt continued, staring at Blaine much longer than what would’ve been normal, had Blaine been looking back at him. Blaine nodded, averting his eyes from Kurt’s face as a blush crept over him.

And that's how Kurt and Blaine became the best of friends.