When Monday came around, Kurt walked from his locker to the area where Blaine's locker was. As he was turning the final corner, the mention of his name and the familiarity of the voice saying it made him freeze.
"Don’t you toy with me Anderson. I know you were texting Kurt on Friday, after I told you to lay off. You are still spending way too much time with him. And now i find out through Kurt that you two are doin a fucking duet together?” Mark was growling. "That doesn't fall into the category of distancing yourself from him."
"He texted me okay? He was going to drive to my house if I didn't reply. Isn't texting better than actually meeting for you? And we didn’t choose the duet. Schuester gave it to us. There is nothing I can do."
"Drop out." Mark said simply. Kurt could hear the intake of breath from Blaine.
“Drop out? Of the duet?” Blaine said slowly.
Kurt ran off before he heard anything else. He made his way to a normally-deserted restroom to let it all sink in.
Mark was forcing Blaine to stop hanging out with Kurt.
Blaine wasn’t living up to the standards.
Blaine would have to drop out of his first duet.

This was too much to handle. He composed a quick text to Mark and Blaine as he walked towards his car.
I’m going home. I feel extremely sick. Cover for me? ~K
By the time he reached his car he had two replies.
K ~Mark
Of course! Feel better Kurt! But how am I supposed to survive Math without your hilarious notes to get me through it? xP ~B

Kurt read over Blaine’s text until he had it memorized. Why did Blaine sound like he cared a lot more than Mark? That’s not how it was supposed to work. Kurt sighed and drove home, where he sunk onto the bed.

Blaine got through the day somehow. He couldn’t think about any topic, they all caused a lump in his throat. Glee club-no more duet. Math-no Kurt. Kurt-no more friendship. Rachel-Glee club-no more duet. Every topic was just too painful.

The day ended and Blaine walked home again. After he finished his homework, he sat on his bed listening to depressing music. It was in his earphones, so he didn’t hear the door open or the footsteps up to his room. When a hand landed on his shoulder, he jumped. Whipping around, he was relieved and horrified to find out that it was Kurt.
“Hi Blaine.” Kurt started awkwardly, waving a hand. “can I sit?” he gestured to the bed. Blaine only nodded, keeping his mouth closed tightly to avoid spilling out the deal with Mark.
“I overheard you and Mark talking.” Kurt began. “ and it took me a while, but I realized what he was doing. He was forcing you to distance yourself from me right?” Blaine nodded again, and blurted out, “He wanted me to drop out of doing the suet with you.” Blaine promptly clapped a hand over his mouth, eyes wide. Kurt only nodded. “I know. I heard that too. I talked to him, and he didn’t even deny it. He said that it was either you or him.” Blaine’s eyes widened even more, if that was possible.
“So I broke up with him.” Kurt finished, looking at Blaine with a smile as Blaine released the breath he didn’t know he was holding. Blaine’s face broke into a huge smile. He just stared at Kurt lovingly, happy that he didn’t have to stop hanging out with his best friend.
“What? Do I have something on my face?” Kurt asked, raising a hand to his face, horrified. Blaine laughed, shaking his head.
“It’s just..you are so beautiful.” Blaine said without thinking. When he realized what he had just said, he put his face in his hands. “Shit. I mean-“ But he was cut off by a pair of lips pressing against his as a hand lifted his face out of his hands. Blaine gasped against Kurt’s lips, causing Kurt to pull back.
“Sorry, I just-“ Kurt looked breathless.
“Don’t be. I’ve liked you since we first met.” Blaine cut Kurt off, turning himself to face Kurt full on.
“You have?” he asked incredulously. “I’ve liked you since then too! But I never thought you could have ever liked me. Wait..so I didn’t imagine it!”Kurt gasped.
“Imagine what?” Blaine asked adorably, causing Kurt to blush.
“Last week, when you were over and I fell asleep. Did you say that you liked me? Because I thought I imagined it.” Kurt asked sheepishly.
“No, you didn’t. I did say that.” Now it was Blaine’s turn to blush.
“You are my best friend, Blaine. You are so sweet and caring. How could I NOT fall for you?” Kurt asked, reaching to intertwine his hand with Blaine’s.
“You are amazing. How did I get you?” Blaine replied, playing with his boyfriends fingers.
"I could live a thousand lifetimes and not deserve someone as perfect as you, you know that?" Kurt smiled as he looked at Blaine's blushing face. Kurt got up, ignoring Blaine's protests. He stood in front of Blaine and leaned forward to push his lips against Blaine's, causing Blaine to smile against the kiss. Blaine wrapped his arms around the back of Kurt, tugging him forward on to the bed. Kurt collapsed onto the smaller boy, pushing his body against Blaine's. Blaine ran his hands down the sides of Kurt's body, memorizing his body with delicate touches on the fabric of his clothes. Kurt rolled off Blaine and gazed into his eyes lovingly, taking Blaine’s hand in his own.

After about 20 minutes of just peaceful resting, Blaine jumped because of the sudden ring of Kurt's phone. Kurt rolled over and grabbed it off the side table.
"Hello?" he murmured contently. His eyes shot wide open. "Sorry dad. I'm at Blaine's house. I'm on my way right now" h hung up the phone and began to gather his belongings.
"What happened boo?" Blaine asked concernedly, assisting Kurt retrieve his items from all around the room.
“ I didn't tell my dad I was here. Shit. He is gonna kill me. Bye babe." he gave Blaine a quick kiss on the lips as he darted out the door. Blaine sank on to his bed, sighing contently. He was Kurt's. Kurt was his. Nothing would ever be able to change that.