"Blaine I'm so proud of you," Kurt cheered.

It was Wednesday afternoon and Blaine had just finished his final day of competitions. Kurt and Cooper had raced down to the lobby as soon as the final timer had gone to meet Blaine, and now Kurt had his arms thrown around his neck, kissing his cheek over and over again.

"You did good little brother," Cooper grinned, rubbing Blaine's head.

"Thanks guys," Blaine laughed, as Kurt continued pressing light kisses against his jaw, "Cooper, what's with the scowl?" Blaine asked as he noticed his brother's face drop.

"Hot model; not so hot anymore," Cooper replied, his eyes following a girl through the crowd.

"What?" Kurt asked, turning away from Blaine to look at Cooper.

"She was hot this morning, but now she has bright green hair, and the side that isn't cut in a jagged bob is shaved to her scalp," he whined.

"I told you on Monday Coop; hair models," Blaine laughed.

"I'm not going to lie Cooper, I'm impressed with your knowledge of haircuts," Kurt complimented.

"Comes with the job of being Blainey's brother," Cooper grinned as he pushed Blaine's shoulder playfully.

"Yes, well done Coop," Blaine smiled, leaning into Kurt's shoulder a little more, "Now we have to go home and change," Blaine said to Kurt, picking up his kits and taking Kurt's hand, leading them all back out to Cooper's car. Blaine slid into the backseat next to Kurt and was soon asleep on his shoulder.

"Blaine, Blaine sweetie, wake up," Kurt spoke softly into Blaine's ear, coaxing him awake, "Come on, we're back at Cooper's,"

"Coming," Blaine yawned, taking Kurt's hand again and following him out of the car and back into the apartment. Kurt led him back into their bedroom and sat Blaine down on the bed, while he began moving around the room, selecting their outfits for the evening.

"How formal do we need to go?" Kurt asked, holding open the closet door where a few clothing options hung.

"I'm not wearing a tie," Blaine answered with a yawn, falling back against the pillows and turning his head to watch Kurt move things aside.

"What about this then?" Kurt asked, holding out a grey suit of Blaine's with a purple dress shirt.

"Perfect," Blaine smiled sleepily.

"And this for me?" Kurt asked again, holding out a dark navy blue suit for himself with an off white shirt and lighter blue tie.

"Even more perfect," Blaine grinned. Kurt smiled over at Blaine who was struggling to stay awake. He moved over and sat down beside Blaine on the bed.

"You have a nap, and I'll go shower," Kurt whispered softly to Blaine as he gently ran his hands through Blaine's curls, brushing them off of his forehead.

"M'kay," was all Blaine replied with before his breathing evened out and he was fast asleep. Kurt bent down to press a kiss to his forehead before moving into the bathroom and having a shower.

They still had over a few hours before they needed to be back for the awards dinner, so once Kurt was out of the shower he threw on a quick change of clothes and went in search of Cooper. He needed something to keep him entertained while Blaine was asleep.

"Hey Kurt," Cooper greeted him when he walked into the kitchen, "I was just making myself a coffee, do you want one?"

"Yes please," Kurt nodded, before shortly accepting the mug from Cooper.

"So, you and my brother?" Cooper grinned over at Kurt once they had both sat down in the living room.

"Sorry?" Kurt asked, unsure as to where Cooper was going with this conversation starter.

"It's nothing," Cooper replied as he shook his head, "It's just, I'm glad he found someone like you. He's been needing someone like you for a long time and I'm happy that he's happy,"

"I'm happy that he's happy too," Kurt grinned into his mug, taking a sip of coffee.

"He tells me that you've been together three months?" Cooper asked.

"Yeah," Kurt nodded, "It was three months on Sunday," Cooper's eyes widened.

"The Sunday that's just gone?"

"Yeah,"

"You mean, the Sunday where I picked you up from the airport?"

"Yes Cooper, that Sunday,"

"Why didn't you tell me?" Cooper asked, sounding disappointed, "I would have organised a nice dinner for you or something,"

"Cooper its ok," Kurt reassured him, "Blaine was just so excited to see you that we didn't make any plans," he finished with a shrug.

"I'm sorry,"

"What for?" Kurt asked with a puzzled look.

"For taking all of the attention on your anniversary. Blaine should have been excited about the two of you, not me," Kurt smiled over at Cooper and placed a hand on his shoulder.

"Cooper, its fine. I was just happy that Blaine was happy," Kurt smiled with a nod, reassuring Cooper that he was fine with how Sunday had played out.

"I can see why he loves you," Cooper replied with a genuine smile on his face. Kurt blushed and moved to turn his face away from Cooper.

"I love him too. So much,"

"Do you live together yet?" Cooper asked, Kurt shook his head.

"No, not yet. But I've been staying there for the past couple of weeks while my roommate has been on tour with the production of Wicked. I haven't talked to Blaine about it yet, but the lease on our apartment is coming to an end soon, and I was thinking that when Rachel gets back, I might just not move back in with her,"

"Move in with Blaine?"

"Move in with Blaine," Kurt clarified.

"I think he'd like that," Cooper grinned.

"I think I would too," Kurt replied, his grin mirroring Cooper's. Cooper leaned forwards and placed his empty coffee cup on the table in front of him before clapping his hands together.

"Ok Kurt, now I think it's time for me to switch into embarrassing older brother mode while Blaine is still asleep. Do you want to see some baby pictures?" Cooper asked with an evil glint in his eye.

"Of course," Kurt exclaimed, placing his cup on the table next to Cooper's.

"Ok, I'll be right back," Cooper grinned as he left the lounge and went back into his room.

"Hey, what's going on out here?" Kurt turned to see Blaine, sleepy-eyed and yawning, standing in the doorway. He pushed his glasses further up his nose and ran a hand through his curls, trying to smooth them out after being asleep. Kurt smiled at him and held his arms open. Blaine smiled back and made his way over, sitting down in Kurt's lap and leaning his head against Kurt's chest while Kurt's arms wrapped around his waist.

"Blaine!" Cooper exclaimed as he walked back into the living room carrying a box, "You're just in time for show and tell,"

"What?" Blaine asked sounding confused, his face dropped though when Cooper turned the box around and Blaine read the words 'Baby Photos' which were written on the sides.

"Oh god," Blaine groaned, burying his head into Kurt's shoulder.

"Hey, they can't be that bad. I bet you were adorable when you were little," Kurt said with a smile, running his fingers across the back of Blaine's neck.

"He still is little," Cooper replied.

"Hey, no short jokes please," Blaine mumbled against Kurt's neck.

"Stop your grumbling Blaine, it's my job to embarrass you," Cooper grinned as he began pulling out photos and handing them to Kurt.

"Blaine, you have nothing to be embarrassed about, you're adorable," Kurt cooed over Blaine's baby pictures.

"Anything in particular you want to see Kurt?" Cooper asked, still rummaging through the box.

"His big hair," Kurt grinned, moving his hand up to run through Blaine's curls.

"Oh, I've got some good ones," Cooper grinned, "This was when it was at it its biggest," he said, handing a picture to Kurt.

"Oh my god Blaine," Kurt quietly gasped as Blaine turned his head to look at the photo in Kurt's hands, "You weren't kidding about how big it was,"

"Nope," Blaine smiled as he leaned back into Kurt's chest. He placed a kiss to Kurt's collarbone when he felt Kurt's fingers run through his short curls.

"Oh here it is," Cooper announced, holding two photos in his hand, "The before and after shots. Blaine sent me these just before he started high school," Cooper explained as he handed Kurt the two photos.

Each shot showed Blaine standing in front of his bathroom mirror, wearing the same clothes but obviously taken a few hours apart given how much shorter Blaine's hair was in the second picture.

"Were you upset?" Kurt asked Blaine softly, tilting his head to look him in the eye.

"Not really," Blaine shrugged, "I mean it certainly felt weird, but I think it was time. I didn't want to try and draw too much attention to myself and I was sick of Mom and Dad going on about my hair everyday so I just cut it off," he shrugged again.

"And you look very handsome," Kurt grinned, pressing a kiss to Blaine's forehead. Blaine tried to hide the blush on his cheeks from Cooper by turning into Kurt's neck, but Cooper didn't say anything. He was too relieved that Blaine had found someone like Kurt to appreciate him.

"Ok you two love birds, don't you have to be getting ready?" Cooper said as he clapped his hands together and began to pack the photos away.

"We do. Come on you, time to get dressed," Kurt said as he began to stand, Blaine sliding off of his lap and onto the couch next to Kurt.

"Blaine, sweetie, I know that your section is up next, but I'm going to need you to loosen your grip on my hand if I ever want to use it again," Kurt whispered into Blaine's ear. Blaine smiled apologetically at Kurt and relaxed his fingers, instead resting them against Kurt's open palm on his knee rather than hold them in a vice like grip, "Thank you," Kurt whispered as he pressed a kiss to Blaine's temple. Blaine smiled but couldn't look at Kurt.

The awards dinner had begun an hour ago and they were finally up to the final categories.

Blaine watched as the two presenters stood in front of the microphone and congratulated all of the stylists involved in the section. They then announced third place, it wasn't Blaine. Second place; still not Blaine.

"And finally the Men's Hairstylist of the Year is," Blaine felt his heart stop as he watched them open the envelope, "Blaine Anderson from the Chris Mitchell Salon in New York City," Blaine sat frozen for a second or two while he processed what had just been read out.

"Blaine, honey you did it," he heard Kurt cheer from beside him. He turned to look at Kurt with a face full of disbelief, "Go on," Kurt grinned, giving him a push out of chair and towards the stage. He nodded at Kurt and quickly pecked him on the lips before standing and moving up to the stage. He shook the presenter's hands and accepted his award with a big grin.

"Wow, I don't really know what to say," Blaine laughed nervously into the microphone, "I promise I'll keep this quick because I don't have that many people to thank, but I do want to thank my brother for all of his support, everyone who has ever given me advice over the years, my incredible boyfriend who helped me rediscover my passion for hair, and finally I'd like to dedicate this to my Grandmother. She's not with us anymore, but I wouldn't be here today without her. Thank you," Blaine smiled again as he moved off to the side to pose for photos with his award.

"I'm so proud of you," Kurt whispered into Blaine's ear when he was finally able to sit back down at their table.

"Thank you," Blaine grinned, "I meant what I said up there though, thank you for helping me to rediscover my love of my job," he finished as he leaned in to press a kiss to Kurt's lips.

"You're very welcome," Kurt replied, turning to look back at the stage, but not letting go of Blaine's hand which had ended up twisted with his own again.

"I'm sorry you didn't win in any of your other sections," Kurt said to Blaine as they found a quiet corner to stand in with their drinks while the table were being removed to make room for the dance floor, "If it were up to me, you would have won every single one,"

"That's why they don't leave it up to you," Blaine grinned, "You'd be too biased," he laughed as he kissed Kurt again.

"And just have many of those cocktails have you had tonight Mr. Anderson?" Kurt asked in a low tone against Blaine's lips, pressing harder after each sentence.

"Enough to do this and not care about who's watching," Blaine mumbled back against Kurt's lips before moving forward and deepening the kiss. He grinned at the feeling of Kurt moaning lowly into his mouth.

"Blaine," Kurt breathed as he lifted his hand to twist into the hairs at the back of Blaine's neck, tugging gently to get a reaction from Blaine. It worked. Within seconds Blaine thigh was pressing hard against Kurt's crotch, Kurt doing the same with his thigh, both trying to create as much friction as possible.

"Dance with me," Blaine said against Kurt's lips as he wrapped his arms around Kurt's waist and began to walk backwards, leading Kurt out onto the dance floor.

No one took any notice of the fact that Kurt and Blaine were attached at the lips. The good thing about hairdressing award events was that nine times out ten, the number of gay people outnumbered the amount of straight people, so Kurt and Blaine just melted into the crowd of other stylists dancing and making out with their own partners.

When they reached the dance floor Kurt wrapped both of his arms around Blaine's shoulders and moved his thigh back in between Blaine's legs before slowly starting to grind into Blaine's own thigh, in time to the music.

"Best night ever," Kurt said into Blaine's ear before moving down to suck lightly on Blaine's earlobe. All Blaine could do was nod in response, "Do you want another drink?" Kurt asked when he released Blaine's earlobe from between his teeth.

"Please," Blaine replied.

"I'll be right back," Kurt said with a wink over his shoulder as he turned and made his way back to the bar.

The bartender placed his two drinks in down in front of him and Kurt nodded a thanks over the loud music. He turned back to the dance floor to try and find Blaine, but couldn't see him anywhere. Kurt moved out of the crowd of people and began to scout around the walls, looking for any sign of Blaine. It was a figure moving in one of the shadowy corners which caught Kurt's eye. He pushed his way through a small group of people, and quickly left his drinks on a random table when he saw what was happening.

There in the corner was Henry, holding Blaine's wrists above his head, against the wall, as Blaine thrashed his head from side to side, trying to avoid Henry's mouth.

"Come on Blaine, for old times' sake," Henry said, sarcasm dripping from every word, "You know you want me,"

"Get off-," Blaine tried to continue his sentence and push at Henry harder, but Henry was taller and he had managed to catch Blaine's lips with his own, successfully cutting of his sentence.

"He said, get off," Kurt sneered, placing a hand on Henry's shoulder and pulling him away from Blaine, "And I suggest you do just that," Kurt seethed at the other man.

"Need your boyfriend to fight your battles for you Blaine?" Henry scoffed, wiping his mouth on his sleeve.

"I'd rather have Kurt fight my battles than you forcing me to fuck you against a wall," Blaine spat back. Kurt stepped between the two men, keeping them from attacking each other.

"I'll see you round Blaine," Henry grinned as he sent Blaine a wink and turned away, disappearing into the crowd.

"Like hell you will," Blaine yelled after him, wiping his own mouth on his sleeve, "Kurt I'm so sorry, he was suddenly just there and he had my wrists and-," Kurt cut Blaine off by pressing his own lips to Blaine's.

"Hey, it's ok, you don't need to apologise, I saw what happened," Blaine nodded at Kurt's words, pulling him into a tight hug, "You want to get out of here? We can go and have some fun of our own?" Kurt suggested with a look of desire in his eyes. Blaine didn't need to answer, he grabbed Kurt's hand and led him out of the ballroom, remembering to pick up his award on the way out.

They called a taxi back to Cooper's place and continued where they left off the minute they were alone in the elevator, on their way back up to Cooper's floor.

"We have to be quiet," Blaine giggled, the effects of the alcohol coming back in full swing, "Can't wake Coop," he giggled again as he pressed a finger to his lips as the elevator doors opened, "Shh," he winked as he unlocked the door and led Kurt by the hand back down to their room.

He placed his award on the desk by the door and was quickly met by Kurt's roaming lips and fingers, moving to undo all of Blaine's buttons at once, eager to get him naked as quickly as he could.

"Kurt," Blaine moaned, as Kurt finally pulled Blaine's underwear down, making sure the waistband brushed over his painfully hard erection, "Kurt you're wearing too many clothes, no fair," Blaine mumbled against Kurt's neck. He continued to keep sucking at Kurt's collarbone as he undid Kurt's shirt, before quickly following with his pants and underwear as well, "That's better," Blaine grinned as he pulled Kurt back towards the bed. Blaine leaned over to open the top drawer of the bedside table, taking out a condom and lube and thrusting them into Kurt's hands, "Please," Blaine pleaded, looking up at Kurt' through his eyelashes.

"How can I say no to that face," Kurt smiled as he pressed a kiss to Blaine's nose before opening the lube and smearing some over his fingers.

It wasn't long before he had fully worked Blaine open, and Blaine was lowering himself onto Kurt's lap, his legs wrapped around Kurt's waist. Both men were still sitting up. Kurt placed both his hands, fingers splayed, on Blaine's back and held him tightly, keeping them as close as possible.

"Blaine," Kurt moaned, his voice reverberating through Blaine's chest.

"Kurt," Blaine returned as he raised himself up, only to slowly lower himself back down, meeting Kurt's thrust upwards, halfway.

"Hey Blaine, I thought I heard the door- Oh wow," both Kurt and Blaine froze at the door suddenly bursting open, and Cooper walking in, "I take it things went well?" Cooper asked casually.

"Yep," Blaine replied in a very strained voice, "I won," he finished, keeping his sentences short and clipped.

"Congratulations," Cooper cheered.

"Thanks," Blaine replied through gritted teeth, trying not to seethe at his older brother.

"Anything else interesting happen?" Cooper asked casually while leaning against the door frame. Both Kurt and Blaine had their heads resting on the other's shoulders, not able to look Cooper in the eye, and not understanding why Cooper was trying to have a normal conversation with them.

"Cooper," Blaine replied in a warning tone.

"Ok fine, I'll let you finish," Cooper laughed, pushing off from the door frame and moving back out into the hallway, "But just one thing, I never really pictured you as a bottom Blainey," Cooper grinned as he quickly shut the door, finally leaving the two men in peace.

"Oh god," Blaine groaned against Kurt's shoulder, sinking his teeth in gently.

"Are you moaning in pleasure or embarrassment," Kurt asked with smirk; Blaine let out another sound of annoyance.

"You're just as bad as he is," Blaine pouted.

"Oh honey," Kurt grinned as he pressed a kiss to Blaine's temple, "Do you want to continue?"

"Yes please," Blaine moaned as Kurt pushed up into him again, "Don't stop," Blaine cried out, making sure he was loud enough to keep Cooper awake in punishment.