It had been about three weeks since Kurt had packed everything up in Paris and moved back to New York, situating himself well in his new position at the Vogue offices in New York. He had moved into an apartment with one master bedroom with an en-suite, a guest bedroom, an office and a bathroom, a kitchen that lead to the leaving/dining room. It was a spacious apartment located in Manhattan, and it was tastefully decorated to Kurt Hummel standards.

During this time Kurt had gotten in touch with Wes, David, and Santana notifying them of his arrival, but the friends had still to set up a date for an outing, what with their busy schedules. The former Warblers and Santana and Brittany had often hung out together when Kurt and Blaine were together, and even after their break-up, though the contact was diminished, they still talked and hung out occasionally. Kurt had managed to grab coffee and lunch with them at separate times, but they hadn't been all together yet.

Kurt was lounging in his couch trying to decide something for the next season when his phone buzzed on the coffee table.

From: Wes

Hey Kurt! I've talked to Santana and we managed to come up with a date where we are all free. What are your plans for next Saturday evening? – W

Kurt smiled and pondered briefly over who the 'all' included, before quickly texting back after mentally going over his schedule.

To: Wes

Hey Wes. I'm free this Saturday. What are the plans? – K

A few seconds later he received a reply.

From: Wes

How about you all come over to mine? Santana is fine with it. This way we can catch up properly. We will go out another night, promise. But we really miss you Kurt and it won't be exactly catching up if we go out to a club. It will just like the old times. – W

To: Wes

Okay, sure. Text me your address so I can make sure I have the correct one. Should I bring anything? –K

He quickly received a text with the directions followed by another.

From: Wes

Don't worry about bringing anything. This gathering is for you, to celebrate you returning home, oh lost wandering soul. Btw, I should warn you. Blaine will be there too. – W

To: Wes

And there is the Wes I know and love. It's good to be back. And that won't be a problem. I think. I'm looking forward to seeing you all. –K

With that Kurt tossed his phone aside, his thoughts once again directing themselves to the curly haired, hazel eyes boy - man- he once knew and loved. He was honestly freaking out about the thoughts of seeing Blaine again. Sighing he got his phone again and sent a quick text to Santana.

To: Santana

Hey, San! I'm freaking out over here. – K

Minutes later, which seemed like hours to Kurt in his frenzied state of mind, he received a reply.

From: Santana

Hey lady-lips. What's the emergency? You know I can't help you with fashion crisis. – S

To: Santana

Very funny, Satan, as if I would have one. Forget who you talking to? But that's not it. I take it Wes has already contacted you about his plans? –K

From: Santana

About gathering everyone to play house? Yes. What's the problem? You better be there, Porcelain. Or I'll drag you over. – S

Kurt sighed. Of course Santana wouldn't see a problem with that.

To: Santana

He also mentioned who is going to be there, San. – K

Not even a second later there was an incoming call coming through, and sure enough Santana's name was blinking in the screen.

"Hey, San."

"Look here, lady lips. Yes he will be there, we are all friends. I repeat. What is the problem?" Santana seemed to forget all social etiquette and went straight to the point.

"Hey Santana, I'm fine thanks for asking, how are you?" Kurt deadpanned.

Santana chuckled and mocked back. "Yeah, yeah, I'm great. Now, answer me!"

Kurt exhaled and hesitated. "I don't know. I'm freaking out here about seeing him again. And now, that Wes texted me the plan and info, it got so much more real. I'm actually going to see him and have to talk to him after years of no contact!"

Santana sighed in the other end and her voice grew softer. She was head-bitch but Kurt was one of her soft spots, Brittany being the other.

"Kurt, hon, you guys used to be such great friends. No one is telling you to go up to him and kiss the guy and act as if you are best friends forever as if the past never happened. Just be polite. Exchange pleasantries."

"I will, San. But it will be strange. I mean, I've hardly seen you all the last years. I guess I'm kind freaking out about everyone being together again."

"Kurt, we used to hang out everyone together before. They are my friends too. We are all friends here. And just because you haven't seen us in forever, not my fault, you do talk to us. So, just get your head out of your ass and face reality!" Santana snapped. Not long after she sighed. "I'm sorry, Kurt. But, really, between you and Blaine, I don't know who seems more terrified about this meeting. You guys were friends before you started dating. Maybe you can be friends again. But just act as adults, be polite make polite conversation. No one is asking you ask him out on date. We are not even asking you to be friends again. All we ask is that you guys tolerate each other's presence, because we don't want to be divided between the two of you. We are both your friends, and we love you both."

Kurt remained silent. Finally. "You done, Santana?" Not waiting for an answer, "I know we will have to behave around each other, and I do want to talk to him. But, it feels strange. I'll be seeing my ex, who I dated for eight years and haven't seen for more than three, and am expected to talk to said ex, when we haven't properly spoken to each other in over four. Now you see why I'm freaking out?"

Santana let out a huff. "God, this is complicated. I see why you are nervous, but it's normal to be nervous. I was nervous as hell when I was first reunited with Britt after high-school. But we managed to rebuild our friendship, and things grew from there. It wasn't too late to us, it might not be too late for you either. I want you to be happy, Kurt." Her tone had a fond side to it at the end, and Kurt could hear the soft smile she was wearing.

"Thank you for the vote of confidence, San. You know, you are a great friend. And you can be quite a softy."

Santana laughed. "Tell anyone that isn't my Britt and I'll deny it. Look, Kurt, I've got to go. Britt sends hugs and kisses to her favorite dolphin." Kurt smiled fondly, returning the sentiment. Even after all these years, Britt still called him and he suspected Blaine as well, Dolphins. "I'll see you Saturday, Kurt. Love you."

"Love you, too San. And thank you." He hung up and let out a huge breath. It would be a long couple of days.

Xoxoxoxoxoxoxoxo

"Hey, David!" Wes yelled through the studio. He knew there were no clients at the time and the only other people in there were David and Blaine.

"Yeah?" David called back.

"Just talked to Kurtie. He said he will be there on Saturday and looks forward to seeing us all." Okay, maybe this last bit wasn't needed, but Wes added it because he knew Blaine was listening, and his friend still needed the reassurance that Kurt didn't hate him.

Blaine's surprised yelp could be heard all around the studio. "What? He will be there?"

Wes sighed. "Yes, Blaine. We are organizing this sort of reunion to celebrate Kurt coming back to New York. It will be just like old times, Blaine; me, you, David, the girls and Kurt all hanging out together sharing stories and memories."

At this point Blaine had arrived at Wes's door and invited himself into the office, popping himself down on the couch at the corner and running his hand through his curls. "Except during the old days Kurt and I were together."

"During the old days we were all friends. Something we still are. You, Blaine Anderson, are not ruining this."

"I'm not planning to ruin it, Wesley." Blaine bit out in an annoyed tone. "I'm just nervous about being next to Kurt for the first time in years, and talking to him. It will be awkward. And I'm not used to awkward moments next to him."

"Blaine, I've already told you this. It doesn't have to be awkward. You guys were friends before. It's as if you are starting on a blank page. Forget what happened. Start anew. Make polite conversations. Ask about the weather for I care! But just, befriend the guy again. Learn to be by each other. I'm sure, with how you once were, you won't have much difficulty to build up a friendship again. "

David now came wondering in, and seeing Blaine's slumped shoulders and Wes exasperated expression, knew exactly what had just happened. "Everything will be fine, Blaine. Now, Wes, what should I buy? Beer? Diet coke? Juice? Snacks? Fruits?"

Wes grinned at David. "Already taken care of. Melissa missed Kurt, she insisted on cooking dinner for all of us and she apparently already purchased everything. I swear my wife loves Kurt more then she loves me." Despite the jab, there was an undertone of fondness coting Wes's voice, showing clearly did he really didn't have a problem with that.

David laughed loudly while Blaine managed a strained chuckle. "Come on boys. Let's get back to work so we can close-up."

Xoxoxoxoxoxoxoxo

Saturday came too soon and found all the guys except Kurt and Blaine at the Leung apartment. The five of them – Wes, David, Melissa, Santana and Brittany – were talking amongst themselves trying to come up with possible outcomes of the night's events. Things could go great or things could go downhill, depending on how two missing men would act.

"Sanny?" Brittany's soft voice filled the room while Wes and Melissa organized the last of the stuff before Blaine and Kurt arrived. "Why are you all worried the dolphins won't be happy to see each other?"

Even though Brittany had matured quite a bit since high-school, and didn't lack all the knowledge she did during her McKinley days, she still wasn't the brightest crayon in the box and still possessed an air of innocence towards her that led her to make these kind if questions more often than not.

"Because, Britt, they haven't seen each other in a long time. And when they last saw each other they weren't exactly getting on well together." Santana tried to explain to her wife, she was one of the few people who had the patience to talk and explain things to Brittany, Kurt usually being the other one. Brittany remained confused so Santana sighed and tried to elaborate. "Remember back in high-school when we broke up?"

Brittany nodded sadly. "I never did want to break-up."

Santana smiled. "I know, honey. And we did get back together. That's what matters." She gave a quick pack to her wife's lips. "Anyway, you know how Kurt and Blaine broke up years ago, before Kurt left for Paris?" Britt nodded. "It will be the first time that they will be in the same room and be forced to interact with each other in a long time. They haven't spoken to each other since Kurt left, sweetie. That's why we are worried they won't be able to get along."

Britt seemed to understand a bit more, but still wore a slightly confused expression. "But don't the Dolphins love each other?"

"They did a long time ago. People change Britt, and they may not like each other anymore."

"But, it's been a long time and I still love you." Brittany looked like a child speaking, and even David smiled slightly at her words.

"I know Britt. And I love you too. But it's different. We are married, we live together, and we talk and express our feelings to each other every day. Kurt and Blaine haven't talked in over four years. We don't think it won't be easy for them to interact tonight. That's why we are worried." Santana stroked the blonde's hair lovingly while trying to clear her doubts.

"I still say they love each other and won't have any problems in speaking to one another. Love is forever and it doesn't go away because of time." She spoke matter-of-factly and Wes and Melissa, having returned to the living room shared a surprised look. Brittany had just put what had been in all their minds into words. The love the two men had wasn't something that could just go away. Santana squeezed her wife gently and seemed proud of her.

"Let's hope your words are true, Britt-Britt. We really hope they are true."

After talking for a few moments the two were beginning to worry, where were the two men? Just as Wes went to call them, the doorbell rang and it was Blaine arriving a bit late. Melissa buzzed him in and he came in with a slightly frantic look.

"Sorry I'm late, guys. I was thinking about some stuff and lost track of time." He apologized while greeting everyone. "Hey Santana, hey Brittany. Haven't seen you two in some time."

"Hey hobbit. You better show your ass around more, we miss you. Kurt still had the excuse of being in another continent. You in the other hand..." Santana said threatening, but she wore a smile on her face. She had grown quite close to Blaine during the years that they had all hung out together frequently.

Blaine scratched his neck in a sheepish manner. "Yeah, sorry about that, San. We will do more stuff together, promise."

While they continued to catch up a bit, Wes phoned vibrated on the table with a text from Kurt.

From: Kurt

Hey Wes! Sorry I'm running late. I forgot how hectic New York traffic can be! Everyone there already? - K

To: Kurt

Hey, don't worry about it. I know how the traffic can be. Yeah, everyone is here already, but don't guilt yourself. We've waited years for this reunion of sorts. Another couple minutes won't kill us. –W

Wes smirked, showing the text to David who snorted.

"You are the one facing his glare when he arrives." David warned.

From: Kurt

Careful with what you say Wesley. Not my fault I'm stuck in a traffic jam. You know I'm dying to see you guys. –K

To: Kurt

We know. Get your fabulous self here ASAP. We are hungry. –W

From: Kurt

Oh, I see. Because that is the only reason you want me there, because you are hungry. -.- -K

To: Kurt

Not the glare! We want you here because we miss you and can't wait to see you again, even though we've had coffee twice since you returned. And because we love you. Better? –W

David snorted loudly beside Wes, from his spot where he was reading Kurt's incoming texts.

"Kiss the guy's ass and maybe that will take you somewhere Wesley." He grinned earning himself a smack on the head from his friend.

"What did he do to have to kiss Porcelain's ass?" Santana abandoned her conversation with Blaine for a moment in favor of Wes's news.

David grinned at her. "He hinted that the only reason he wanted Kurt to arrive was so he could eat because we are all hungry."

The room exploded in laughter while Wes grumbled. "I hate you all."

From: Kurt.

Much better, Wesley. I'll be arriving in five, tops. –K

"He said he will be arriving in five minutes, tops, guys." Wes announced to the room. Brittany seemed happy by this new piece of information.

"Yay! I'll finally see my favorite dolphin again!" She seemed to think for a minute before turning to Blaine with an apologetic expression. "Not that I don't like you too, but Kurt will always be my favorite Dolphin. He is a great kisser and my favorite ex-boyfriend. "

Blaine's laugh was strained. "I know Britt, and I understand. Don't worry. I'm not offended." The others exchanged looks that showed that they didn't miss the slight edge to Blaine's voice. Oh, dear, they better get along. If they don't, it will break them both.

Not a minute later the doorbell sounded and Kurt's melodic voice came through the intercom.

"Hey, it's me."

Wes met him at the door.

"Hey Kurtie. Nice to see you made here in one piece." He grinned cheekily earning him a glare from Kurt.

"Huh, what did you just say, Wesley?"

Wes gulped. "I missed you so much Kurt, coffee twice wasn't enough to catch up. I love you and it's nice to see you again." Kurt smirked and hugged the poor guy.

"Chill, Wes. And I missed you too, man." He let go of him only to be met with an armful of Brittany and a mess of blonde hair.

"Dolphin! I missed you! Don't ever leave me again, okay?" She asked with her face pressed to his shoulder and clinging to him like a koala bear.

Kurt chuckled and hugged the blond back tightly. "I missed you too, Britt. And I promise I'm not going anywhere anytime soon."

Brittany lifted her face off his shoulder and pecked his lips lightly, much to the amusement of the others in the room. "I really missed you. I love you, Dolphin."

"I love you too, Britt-Britt." Kurt hugged the girl closely again and let go of her to greet the others. He walked over to Melissa and hugged the girl tightly as well. She had been a close friend of his since freshmen year of college, and he was the one who introduced her and Wes.

"Hey, Mel. I missed you. Wes treating you right?"

"Hey Kurt. Wes is as okay as he can be." She winked at her husband who pouted. She laughed and pecked his lips briefly, before turning her attention back to Kurt. "I missed you too, honey. It's not the same without you."

David pulled him into an embrace while expression the same sentiments and Santana scolded him for having met up with her only once since he'd been back, and meeting with Wes twice.

"You know, Kurt, I do need my dose of my fabulous gay fashionista." Santana hugged him closely.

Kurt laughed and squeezed her and muttered back. "I missed you too, Satan."

With that Kurt took a deep breath and turned to face the one person in the room he hadn't greeted yet, who had been watching the whole ordeal silently, while thinking that this was it. This was the moment. Kurt took a deep breath and glanced at Wes, who seemed to catch it and ushered the others to the dining room giving the two some privacy. After a few moments looking around the room he finally turned to the man in front of him that seemed to be having similar problems in gathering his own thoughts.

"Hey, Blaine." Kurt said with a soft smile gracing his lips and his glasz eyes shining and looking straight into hazel ones, that were like his own filled with a bit of fear, nervousness and a hint of happiness.

The soft tenor voice he had once loved hearing and that he had missed dearly during their years apart, and had been dying to hear, finally answered back.

"Hi, Kurt."