"Come on kiddo! Wake up!"

Kurt opens his eyes with a groan as he hears his dad right next to him.

"'m Tired." he mumbles and starts to get more under his covers again.

"I bet you are, but guess what?" Burt laughs and the sound is pounding in Kurt's head. "I don't really care. Now get up, it's already 11.30am."

As Burt turns to walk back out of Kurt's room, he grabs a corner of the blanket covering Kurt almost completely and tugs it off the footend of the bed.

"Come on sunshine!"

"God dad!" Kurt yells after him as he sits up in his bed and rubs in his eyes.

"You were such a big man last night, well, then take it like a man today too." he hears his dad shout back at him while he walks down the stairs.

As he stands up from his bed, Kurt looks at himself in the full body mirror standing next to his bed.

"Damn," he curses himself "Was I really that drunk last night?"

Kurt shakes his head as he starts to undress himself while walking into his bathroom where he immediately lets the water from the shower run.

It takes him nearly an hour to become a bit more like his usual self, and by the time he's entering his kitchen his dad looks pointedly at his watch as he rolls his eyes.

"Finally!" he mumbles and fixes himself another cup of coffee. "Sit down Kurt."

A little wary since he knows what's probably coming, he sits down across from his dad.

"You want to finally tell me what's going on with you lately? This isn't you anymore, kiddo." Burt asks quietly.

"Dad, there's nothing going on. I just went out yesterday with Puck and Sam and I kinda messed up for once. It's not like I killed someone." Kurt sighs exasperated.

"You were driving, so it's not like you didn't do anything wrong either. I'm just not sure if I like the way you're going right now."

"Ugh, dad, don't be so melodramatic. I'm fine, I just made a mistake."

Burt shakes his head slightly as he stands and puts his now empty cup in the sink.

"Just don't make a habbit out of it." he sighs "Okay, I'm off to the shop. See you tonight."

Kurt stares after his dad for just a moment before calling after him,

"Oh dad, I'm going out tonight." and quickly adds "Don't worry, I'm not gonna do anything stupid."

"Just remember, last chance ..." Burt warns him while he briefly glances over at Kurt. "Just warning you."

"I know, I know ..." Kurt mumbles before standing up and making himself a coffee.

Standing to the side of the entrance door of what looks like some kind of bar, Kurt glances over at his watch for about the 10th time, when his phone starts to buzz in his pocket.

He stares at the screen for a moment, sighing when he reads the message.

"Sorry man, not gonna be able to make it. Kinda got my hands full ... you know ;)"

"Goddamnit Puck," Kurt mumbles as he starts a reply.

"Tnx for letting me know sooner. K"

"Great, that's just wonderfull." he scoffs, earning a weary look from the bouncer standing outside the bar, and ducking his head he walks passed him on the sidewalk.

He's not really in the mood to go home just yet, but isn't really all that eager to go into one of the many bars on this street alone either.

He passes an alley to his right, when a quick movement catches his eyes and turns to look down the street.

Kurt watches a guy, looking eerily familiar, hurrying towards a back entrance and squints his eyes trying to get a better look. He doesn't even really know why he stops and stares until realization hits him.

The slightly hunched posture, the gelled down hair, the build of the other boys body, "What the fuck is Blaine doing here?"

He watches the boy open the door to get inside, while he contemplaits what he's gonna do.

Eyeing the frontdoor a bit further down the street he breaths in and walks towards it.

As he passes the bouncer, Kurt flashes his 'fake' id to him, not really getting any response out of the guy, and walks in.

The setting is quite the same as a lot of bars in this street, dim lighting, booths all on the sides of the walls and a stage in the middle of the place, cosy looking chairs and small tables surrounding it.

A bit unsure of where he's gonna go, Kurt just looks around for another minute, there aren't many people in the bar yet and except from some guys sitting close to the stage, the rest is still empty.

So he decides to just take place in a booth and stay there until he can spot Blaine.

"What the hell is he doing in a place like this" Kurt can't help but wonder.

This is such a far reach from the shy and silent boy he's come to know in school, that Kurt's mind can't really seem to wrap himself around it.

A waiter, scarsely dressed in white shorts and tanktop, comes to a halt at his table and asks what he wants to drink with a wink. Kurt quickly orders a coke while he notices the place is slowly getting more crowded.

After getting his drink, he stays put for a long time, already starting to wonder if he hadn't imagined Blaine coming in here. But when his glass is almost empty, he suddenly spots him.

Blaine walks through a door meant for personnel only in the far corner of the room, straight towards the bar. Kurt almost chokes in his last sip when he sees Blaine dressed just like the waiter who served him before.

Blaine dissapears into the crowd, only to quickly come back to the bar after a few moments and back again. He's mostly out of Blaine's sight, and Kurt is definitely happy about it. This way he can easily see that the shy boy has changed into a quite confident guy, who isn't afraid to make eyecontact, contrary to how he usually acts when Kurt sees him in school.

'No wonder he's always so freaking tired' Kurt thinks and sighs 'But why?'

Before he spotted Blaine, he planned on leaving as soon as his drink was gone but now, he can't move, his eyes always following Blaine as he serves customers, and Kurt doesn't even notice the guys on stage starting to perform their acts.

It isn't until one of the waiters comes back to ask if he wants another drink, that he's drawn back to notice the bar completely packed and now two guys on stage.

"Euhm, sorry. What?" he looks up at the waiter in confusion.

"I just asked if you needed another drink?" the waiter asks as he follows Kurt's gaze.

"Hm, cutie isn't he? I can always send him over if you want?" he says nonchalantly and winks.

"Oh, no ..." Kurt stammers a little, "Just another coke is fine."

"If you're sure." the waiter answers and darts off to the bar.

After 2 more refills of his coke, Kurt is still sitting on the same spot, trying to look through the crowd if he can see Blaine anywhere. It's already been almost half an hour since he's spotted him and he can't help himself, he thinks it's weird.

'Great, Kurt! Why do you even bother, you're starting to act like a stalker!' he scoffs at himself and downs the last of his coke. He grabs his coat and turns to stand up when another song starts to play and the narrator announces the next act. Without really thinking about it, his eyes wander over to the stage, and his breath catches in his throat.

Blaine is standing in the middle of the stage, his back momentarily turned to the audience. A few beats into the new song he turns and starts.

He's dressed in a simple black suit and is wearing a black fedora. Slowly he starts to strip and Kurt just stands there, looking at him mesmerized. "Damn, he looks freaking hot!" he mumbles and looks to his side in surprise when the waiter stands next to him, gathering the empty glasses from the nearby tables.

"Still don't want me to send him over after his act?"

"Euhm ... no but thanks, it's okay." he says, his voice barely audible.

"Suit yourself." The waiter shrugs and he's gone again.

The last notes of the song play, and Blaine is only standing there, legs wide in nothing but a black leather look string, hardly leaving anything to the imagination.

With a slight smirk Blaine looks over the crowd and suddenly his eyes lock with Kurt's.

Blaine keeps holding his gaze for a few moments longer, uneasiness in his eyes before quickly gathering his discarded clothes and running backstage.

"What the fuck?!" Kurt mutters before all but falling back in his seat, his gaze still at the place where Blaine dissapeared backstage.