“Thank you very much,” Kurt said sincerely, taking the cups from the barista's hands and meeting Blaine at their table. “Medium drip,” Kurt offered, handing Blaine his cup.

“Thank you,” Blaine grinned. They sat in comfortable silence for a few beats until Blaine spoke up. “So when exactly did my coffee order become yours?” he winked.

Kurt's heart stopped. He couldn't admit it. It was just so pathetic; Kurt disgusted himself. Blaine would just feel so awkward. He tried to distract him. “Okay, seriously; what is that girl wearing?” Kurt faked his best bitch, please tone, pointing over Blaine's shoulder to no one in particular.

“Don't try and change the subject,” Blaine said without even looking at the girl, seeing right through him. He grabbed Kurt's hand. “You can tell me anything. I won't judge you.”

Kurt looked at their intertwined fingers. Courage flashed in his head as if lit up by neon lights. There was no way out... “Well... this is gonna sound kinda pathetic,” he took a long pause. “I thought if I drank the same coffee as you, it would be like... tasting you... like when – I mean if, we kiss.” Kurt couldn't even manage eye contact anymore. He was blushing like a maniac and absolutely mortified.

“So it was like a theory?”

Kurt nodded into his coffee.

“Well then, I think we should test it out,” And with that, Kurt raised his eyes from the coffee cup before him to see Blaine's face mere inches from his own and only coming closer by the second. He saw the shorter boy's eyes flutter shut as he cupped Kurt's face with the hand not placed over Kurt's, closing the space between their lips.

Blaine's mouth was open against Kurt's allowing him to explore. Kurt experimentally slipped his tongue inside of Blaine's mouth. He tasted just like a medium drip, only better because it was mixed with the taste of Blaine.

They parted for air and Blaine sat back in his seat with a thud, breathless. “So did that prove your theory?”

Kurt smacked his lips together. “Mm hmm, but you know what they say: 'You should always carry out an experiment more than once.' Accurate results and all that.”

And Blaine needed no more prompting than that.