Blaine was only on his second beer when he looked over at Kurt sitting with Andrea. He saw about 4 bottles there and started wondering how many belonged to Kurt. He sighed looking at Annabelle who was dancing quite provocatively by him. He took her hand and led her over to the table that Kurt was at.

“How many have you had? It's almost one...” Blaine said. Kurt looked a little dazed and he mentally scolded himself for thinking tonight was a good idea. Andrea led Annabelle away.

“We'll be back in a few minutes,” Andrea said. Blaine sat down by Kurt. Kurt scooted close to him and put an arm around his stomach and his head on his shoulder.

“Uh...Kurt? Are you okay?”

“I love you so much...can we go home and spend the night together?”

“Kurt, I'm here with Annabelle...you need to get off of me,” Blaine said. Kurt grunted and looked up at him. Blaine was a clingy drunk but Kurt...Kurt liked to cuddle a lot when he was drunk.

“Why are you being mean? Are you cheating on me?”

“Kurt, I'm not being mean and I'm not cheating on you. Now I know how you feel when I get drunk...”

The next thing he knew Kurt was in his lap and had his arms around his neck and his head in the crook of his neck. Kurt started to work on his neck and kissing down his jaw and neck. Kurt's free hand was working it's way down the front of Blaine's shirt and under it. He felt Kurt start sucking at that one spot behind his ear that drove him crazy. Blaine gasped and looked over towards the door and around to see if Annabelle was coming or if anybody was watching them.

“Kurt get off!”

“No. You're mine. Not Annabelle's,” Kurt said. Blaine sighed and pushed Kurt off of him gently and sat him back down on the booth cushion. Kurt glared at him the best he could. Blaine stared back at him and then at the bottles on the table.

“I think it's time to go home...before you do something stupid,” Blaine said.

“I'm not...stupid. Annabelle is...stupid.” Kurt said to him. Blaine knew he wasn't that drunk but he was still out of it enough to say something that could give them away. Blaine got up when he saw Annabelle being led back in by Andrea. He turned to get Kurt up. Suddenly, Kurt's hands were fisted in his shirt and pulled him in for a kiss. Blaine gasped and pulled away. Kurt looked at him slightly hurt.

“Kurt!” Blaine yelled at him in disbelief. He knew Kurt saw Annabelle walking over.

“Kurt! What the hell was that?”

“He's drunk Annabelle. He thought he saw Rachel...” Blaine said.

“I don't think I can believe that...listen...Kurt? You're just drunk and seeing things. You just kissed Blaine. You straight friend and my boyfriend. I know Rachel hurt you but turning to guys because of it? That's wrong. You can find somebody so much better than her...but a guy? Especially Blaine...no offense Blaine, but come on Kurt. You're straight and I know you're drunk but still,” Annabelle said. Blaine took a lot of offense to it and sighed as she said those words. He felt part of his heart breaking for what Kurt would be going through when this all came out with him sober.

“No! You listen...you dense little idiot. I'm gay. Have been my whole life practically. Why you never picked up on it I don't know,” Kurt said. Blaine looked at Kurt surprised by his outburst.

“Whoa! Kurt come on...let's get you back to my place so you can sleep this off,” Blaine said. He looked over at Annabelle who looked furious.

“Let's go,” she said turning around and walking out. Blaine walked by Kurt. One arm was around Kurt's waist. Kurt was looking around and Blaine saw the shine of tears down his cheeks.

“This is it. She's going to drop us off and yell at me,” Kurt said.

“No...she's not. Don't worry. I'll talk to her about tonight. Right now though, just seem a little more drunk.”

He got Kurt in the back of the car by Andrea and he sat up front. He grabbed Annabelle's hand and smiled at her weakly.

“Is he always like this when he's drunk?”

“He's usually all over the place. This is the worst I've seen him in a while though. It might be because of Rachel. He just needed an outlet,” Blaine said looking back. Kurt was in and out of sleep and he was thankful for that.

“Is he?”

“Is he what?” he turned back to Annabelle.

“You know...is he gay?”

“Not that I know of. It might just be the alcohol. I know someone else who was the gay but when drunk acted straighter than an arrow. They didn't recall anything at all from the drinking. Even when they weren't that wasted,” Blaine said. She nodded and kept driving. He noticed after a few minutes that Kurt was finally asleep. When they got to the house he got Kurt out and sent her away and took him in. Blaine took him upstairs and changed him into sweatpants and a tee. He put Kurt on his side of the bed and pulled the covers up and changed himself. He laid down and put an arm around Kurt and the other playing with Kurt's hair. He kissed his forehead and sighed.

“This might be it Kurt...so get ready for tomorrow,” Blaine said. Eventually, he fell asleep but only after thinking for awhile of what they could do to explain this all to Annabelle.