The next morning was hard on the both of them. Neither one of the two boys wanted to separate from each other after last night, so they both crashed at Blaines hotel again. When they got back to the hotel, they ordered some food to be delivered to the room and ate dinner while they watched a movie that they rented from the hotels On Demand channel. Granted, neither of them really watched any of it, considering they spent a great deal of the movie exchanging occasional funny glances until they couldnt stand it anymore and practically pounced on each other as the rest of the night played out. The next morning, Kurt refused to go home in the same outfit, prompting him to steal Blaines Rolling Stones shirt and throw on the same black, torn designer jeans and shoes that he wore the previous day. The two decided to say their goodbyes at the hotel, knowing it would be harder for them to do so at the airport. The two of them were currently standing in the partially empty lobby, since it was pretty early and wasnt expected it to be busy in the first place. Blaine had an arm around Kurts shoulder while Kurts head rested on his.

Blaines phone beeped in his pocket and he pulled it out, glancing at the bright little screen as he sighed deeply. "Charles will be here to drop me off at the airport soon."

Kurt whined, burying his head back into Blaines shoulder. "Is there any way I can convince you to stay longer?"

"At this point, I would stay here on the stupidest excuse I could give Max, but Im pretty sure NOTHING would even let him consider me staying here," Blaine said, kissing the top of his forehead sweetly. "But considering the amount of times Ive flown to the east coast this month, Im pretty much on lockdown in LA till next year."

Kurt tensed in his grasp. "Dont scare me like that."

"Pinky swear," Blaine replied with a small laugh.

"You guys are so sweet, its almost sickening," Trevor said, announcing his presence as he came up behind the two boys. They turned to see him dragging his luggage behind him, as well as Blaines. "And, just for the record in case you didnt know, this is so not keeping a low profile."

The two boys waved off the comment, even though they both knew he was kind of right. Sandra, Blaines publicist, contacted him last night after seeing Blaines tweet basically go viral on Twitter and Tumblr. She wanted to know the nature of the two boys relationship, and they willingly told her. Upon hearing the news, she suggested that until the two of them knew how they wanted this to play out in public, then they should keep a low profile. The two boys quickly agreed, knowing it was probably a safe choice. Besides, other than Jake, Blaines crew of people, and Kurts friends, not many people knew the truth. Most of it was just speculation at this point. They knew that Blaine sang to someone special at the concert in New York, so everyone knew there was SOMEONE, and it would only be a matter of time before the Tumblr CIA (yeah, he called them that because those fangirls really knew what they were doing) looked at the twitter video and put the pieces together. If they were devoted enough, they might actually find concrete pieces of evidence. But if course it would still take time, and aside from that, no one else really knew specific details. As for the media attention they attracted on their dates around LA and NY, they could probably play off themselves off as just friends. They both knew that it might be a little difficult, but for the sake of their relationship and their sanity, they ultimately knew that it was best to play it safe.

The two moved apart from each other, opting to hold hands instead as the Monday morning rush seemed to finally kick in. The two of them were still exhausted from the previous days events, and to anyone who was paying close enough attention, it was apparent. Kurt wasnt sure what time the two of them eventually went to sleep, but it was probably some time around 3 or 4am. Either way, it didnt help their case considering it was now 6 AM and they were both struggling to stay awake. They didnt have enough time to head down to the coffee shop down the street so they were forced to drink the coffee that was served at the hotel. It wasnt awful, but it wasnt exactly what Kurt wanted Blaines last memory of coffee in The City to be. Blaine didnt seem to mind all that much though, seeing as he spent most of his time simply drinking his coffee and enjoying his last moments with the boy that he was pretty much assured not to see in person for a while.

"Drivers here," Trevor said, snapping the boys out of the trances they were in. They looked up to see him pointing in the direction of the glass doors where a sleek black car was pulling up to the front of the building.

Kurt felt his heart drop to his stomach as he watched Trevor take Blaines stuff to the car. He followed Blaine to the sliding glass doors where they both stood hand in hand. "I guess this is goodbye."

Blaine nodded, eyes watering slightly. "Hey, its not forever. You know the second I get a chance to get back over here, I will."

Kurt nodded, grabbing ahold of the shorter boy and pulling him in for a bone crushing hug. Blaine immediately hugged back, feeling Kurt let out a breath that could have easily turned into a sob. They stood there for a long time before pulling away, glancing around quickly to see who was around. When they saw that no one seemed to be paying attention, they stole a quick kiss, leaving a lingering taste in both of their mouths and rendering them both a little breathless.

"Bye."

"Bye. Ill call you when I land okay? Make sure to thank Mercedes for letting me borrow Charles," Blaine replied with a sad smile still stuck on his face.

~

Kurt nodded as he watched Blaine exit the hotel, get into his black car, and shut the car door with a click. The car slowly pulled away, exciting the hotels property before pulling into the busy streets of New York and disappearing.

When Kurt finally got back to the penthouse, it was 8am and he could already feel himself starting to drift back into the sleepy state he was in when he had woken up to this morning. The only thing on his mind at the moment was crashing in his room, and hopefully sleeping the day away until he had to get ready for his performances this afternoon. The heavy elevator doors shut closed as he entered his home, and he sighed happily as he took off down the hall. He was just passing the living room when…

"And where do you think youre going, Mister?"

Kurt stopped dead in his tracks to see an angry looking Rachel and Mercedes glaring at him. They stood with their arms crossed as they lounged on the giant white couch that sat in the middle of the room. "Um, to my bedroom?"

"Not until you tell us EVERYTHING thats happened over the past two days!" Mercedes said as she got off the couch to pull him into the living room. He sighed loudly. Why would no one let him sleep around here?

He was all but thrown onto the couch where Rachel was waiting to catch him in case he rolled off. "Can we please do this later? Im exhausted."

"Im sure you are," Santana piped up him from the kitchen where she emerged from a moment later with a cup of coffee. "Which one of you-"

"ALRIGHT, thats enough of that conversation!" Kurt all but yelped, hoping to divert the topic from his sex life. The girls watched with expectant eyes, waiting for some sort of explanation about the two of them.

"So…?" Rachel finally asked, "How was the tour around New York?"

"How…?" Kurt began to ask, but then he remembered the picture that was probably circulating virally.

"You serenaded him in front of a HUGE crowd of people in Central Park, and you didnt think someone wouldve posted it somewhere?!" She answered as she pulled out her phone and opened Twitter where she searched for something. When she finally found what she was looking for, she handed him the phone so he could see.

Spotted (VIDEO)- BlaineAnderson being serenaded by Broadway star KurtHummel in Central Park.

We all know that Mr. Blaine Andersons been in the spotlight this past couple of months with him wrapping up his US tour with Mercedes Jones and Jake Miller before he was even signed with a record label. But just as the hype died down, it spiked even higher when a new boy came into the picture. This mysterious boy, who we all know now to be new, up and coming Broadway star Kurt Hummel, was spotted with one Blaine Anderson all over LA about a month ago, only couple of weeks after the pop star got back home. Since then, Andersons been spotted flying back and forth to the Big Apple numerous times, and was spotted just yesterday roaming all over New York with the new broadway sensation. In fact, the day ended with a serenade from Kurt himself! Though theres been no confirmation of the nature of the two boys relationship, its safe to assume that there is love in the air. Check out the video from Central Park and leave a comment below to say what you think!

Kurt couldnt even bring himself to watch the video as he handed the phone back to Rachel with a groan. "Oh my god, my life is literally turning into Gossip Girl…."

"Well I mean, when you date a celebrity, you kinda sign up for that," Mercedes stated.

"Yeah, but when we were getting together, he kind of FAILED TO MENTION HE WAS ONE."

"Right…" Mercedes said with a sheepish smile.

"So…?" Rachel asked again, prompting Kurt to turn to her.

"YES, Rachel?"

"She wants to know if you did the nasty when you got back together, Hummel," Santana filled in as she sat down in the love seat next to them and curled her feet up under her legs.

Kurt sent her his best bitch please face in response to her blunt question. "Yes, we are back together. But as far as the other half of the question, Ill just say its none of your damn business."

Rachel and Mercedes smiled brightly, squealing happily as they hugged him. "Were so happy for you."

"Thanks," He replied with a yawn, rubbing his eyes slightly. "Can I sleep now?"

Mercedes rolled her eyes, pushing him up off the couch and in the general direction of the hall. "Sleep now, and tell us the rest later."

"Will do," He replied sleepily as he walked towards the hall that lead back to his bedroom. It was nice to think that there was a soft bed that awaited his arrival.

"Oh, and by the way. Love the shirt! Be sure to tell Blaine that the next time you talk to him," Santana called down the hall. Kurt would have normally blushed deeply and thrown something at the Latina, but there was a distinct lack of pillows where he was standing and he was too damn tired to care.

~

"BLAINE!"

Blaine looked up from his phone to see Jake wildly waving his arms from the corner of the airport. He smiled at his friend as he finished up a text to Kurt.

Just landed a couple of minutes ago, already missing you. Hope you have a good performance tonight. XOXO -Blaine

He sent the text, well aware that the boy probably wouldnt see it until later. Blaine pocketed his phone just as Jake engulfed him into a huge hug. "I missed you, man! Its been too long."

"Um, it was three days J… Its not like I went on another tour without you. Besides, I offered for you to tag along, but you declined."

"Well, when you see someone every day for like three months, you take to missing them more once they leave. Besides, you know I cant leave again, I had to work, you know. Just like you were supposed to be doing instead of flying back and forth to New York every other week to see your boy toy," Jake quirked, dropping an arm over the shorter boys shoulder.

"Hes not my boy toy. God, have you been talking to Mercedes and Santana again?" Blaine commented as he made a left turn though a hallway towards the car pickup.

"Maybe…" Jake responded. "Speaking of Mercedes, when is she coming back home?"

Blaine raised an eyebrow at the comment. "Soon, I assume. She was only in NY to help me with Kurt. Why…?"

"No reason," Jake replied as they exited through the double glass doors that opened at their arrival. When a black car pulled up to the side of the curb, Jake grabbed his suitcase from Blaine to put it into the trunk. "God, what did you put in there, rocks? I know you dont have THAT many clothes…"

Blaine rolled his eyes at the comment. "Theyre gifts from Kurt, he said I needed a new wardrobe. He took my Stones shirt this morning."

"Ah, I see the boys attempting to rub off on you. He somehow managed to pry you from that shirt, which by the way, I have to applaud him for. I didnt think ANYTHING could get you to give that up."

"Well, he was pretty convincing," Blaine commented, which earned him a raised eyebrow from Jake. "Besides, hes got a good eye for fashion. Hes got half of Vogue in his closet, for gods sake."

"Damn," Jake replied as the two of them opened the door to the back seat of the black car and hopped inside. The driver pulled out of the airport and into the crowd of morning traffic fairly quickly. Blaine took the opportunity to lean his head back and close his eyes in silence. He had slept most of the plane ride back, enjoying the peace and quiet in first class where Max had placed him. Blaine wasnt sure what time it was at the moment, but he was still tired regardless. Jake allowed Blaine silence in the car ride for most of the trip before he finally said what he knew he would be asking sooner or later. "So are you guys back on then? Because that video of you guys in Central Park seemed to scream romance at the top of its lungs."

The comment seemed to wake Blaine up quicker than the coffee on the flight. "What video?"

"The one thats all over the internet," Jake said, pulling out his phone as he handed Blaine the tweet that was pulled up. The younger boy took it from him, reading the tweet and the article with the video attached to it. "You havent seen it yet?"

"When was this put up?" Blaine exclaimed, glancing at the other mentions that went along with the tweet.

"Not sure, maybe last night? I didnt see it till this morning."

Blaine let out a sigh, running a hand through the dark unruly curls. He did smile when the video started the clip from the other day though.

"So are you guys good?"

"Yeah actually, were officially dating!" Blaine said happily. "I would tell you the details, but I have a feeling that you already know more than you should from snooping..."

"You shouldnt put it past me, Anderson," Jake chuckled in reply. "Really though, Im happy for you man. Youve been moping around forever, and Cedes has been pretty hung up about this too."

"Thanks. Im just going to try and not screw this up again. Weve gotten through our rough patch, and maybe now we can move towards our happy ever after."

"God, such a romantic you are."

"Well, it landed me him and I will forever be grateful for that."

"Damn straight," Jake said with a laugh.

"Actually, not even close," Blaine said, punching him in the arm and laughing as Jake rubbed his arm in response.

~

"Alright guys! Thats a wrap! Great job everyone!"

The group cheered as the heavy curtains closed, symbolizing the end of the third and final show that day. If Kurt thought he was exhausted before tonight, he should probably be dead by now. Since it the last performance of the day, he decided against meeting with the fans. It was already 10pm, and if he didnt get home soon, he might literally pass out in his dressing room. He made sure to take off his makeup quickly and changed into some sweats he had brought with him. Charles took him home that night, making sure he actually made it into the building and told him to have a good rest of the night. Kurt thanked him, heading inside before immediately going straight to the elevator and up to the top floor. Once he was in his room, he collapsed onto the bed and buried his face in the cool sheets. He felt very relaxed and almost fell asleep before his phone began to ring. Groaning, he picked it up without bothering to check the caller id.

"What!"

"Well hello to you too."

He immediately changed his tone. "God, Im sorry dad. Its been a long night."

"Its okay, I just figured I would call when I knew you didnt have a show," Burt replied to his son, "How was your day?"

"Like I said, very long, little sleep."

"I see, I know how you get when you dont get enough sleep."

"Tell me about it."

"So, ah, I was talking to Tony down at the shop today. Says his daughter, Laura, you remember her, was talking about you last night at dinner."

"You dont say," Kurt replied, rolling over on the bed.

"Yeah, and when I asked what she said, he said something about how Blaine Anderson was seen running around LA and NYC with this new guy. She also mentioned how she remembered him to be his fathers friends son who went to McKinley with her back in the day."

Kurt swallowed, letting out a guilty sigh.

"You have anything you wanna tell me?"

"Yeah... Its true, Ive been running around with Blaine these past couple of months," Kurt confessed to his father as he ran a hand through his hair that he was sure was already ruined anyway.

"And…?"

"And?"

"Is he your boyfriend?" Burt finally asked.

"…Yes, he is dad. I think I can safely confirm that now."

"Why didnt you tell me about him? Why didnt you introduce us to him? How come didnt I see him at opening night?"

"Because I didnt want to pull you into the spotlight by telling you that I was dating Blaine Anderson, new and upcoming pop sensation. Not to mention, at the time we werent exactly boyfriends yet."

"Hold up," Burt said, "This kid is a singer like you?"

"Yes, but hes on the other side of the world in LA and recording his new album alongside Jake Miller right now."

"Jake who…? How did you even meet someone from the other side of the US?!"

"It doesnt matter, the point is… No one except the people closest to us really know the truth. Everythings mostly speculation. Correct speculation, but thats all right now. We havent gone public about it yet and everyone seems to have some sort of opinion on it, but its been going on for months," Kurt finally answered, letting out a frustrating sigh.

"Why go through with it if it is just bringing problems? Is he really worth it?"

"I love him!" Kurt burst out before suddenly growing quiet at the realization. "I love him…"

"Well, then I guess he is worth it," Burt replied. "I cant wait to meet him."

Kurt grew a wide smile despite the sleepy state he was still in. "Me too. Do you mind keeping that to yourself though? I havent said that out loud to anyone, not even him, and its only been a few months-"

"Dont worry, your secret is safe with me."

"Thanks," Kurt said. His phone vibrated against his face where it laid, and he saw an incoming call from Blaine.

"Speak of the devil…"

"Ill let you talk to your boy," Burt said, and Kurt could tell he was smiling on the other line. "And Kurt?"

"Yeah dad?"

"Im happy for you."

"Thanks, love you."

"Love you too kiddo."

The line went dead as he switched off the call to pick up Blaines. "I was just thinking about you."

"Really? Because I was thinking about you too. Its like were connected."

Kurt smiled against the phone, letting himself drop his head back down on the pillow. "Mhm."

"How was your show tonight?"

"Exhausting, I was just about to crash."

"Oh, I can let you go-"

"NO WAY," Kurt said quickly, before following up with a laugh, "I want to talk to you, its been all day."

"Good, because I really didnt want to hang up on you."

"Neither did I."

The two of them were quiet for a moment before Kurt spoke up. "My dad said something about us today. He said that a friends daughter saw the video of us on Twitter and was OBSESSED. I had to give in and tell not only him, but also the three she devils who bombarded me this morning when I got home."

"Jake asked me about it too. Apparently he also saw the video this morning on Twitter. The views on Youtube are soaring by the hour."

"God, who knew people could be so obsessed with us."

"Well, welcome to my fanbase of teenage girls who obsess over everything I, and now you, do," Blaine said, laughing softly. "It only goes downhill from here."

"Well great," Kurt snorted. "Way to make things better, B."

"Sorry K. Are we doing nicknames now? Because I want to change mine."

Kurt rolled his eyes. "Not the time."

"Right, sorry."

"So… what are we going to do exactly?" Kurt finally asked.

"Well… that depends. What are you doing next week?"