Kurt and Rachel circled eachother a few times, before turning away and both standing straight, hands on hips. Rachel took the first lines, winking at the audience as she sang, “Come on babe, why don’t we paint the town?” She stopped, looking to the floor then back up and biting her lip seductively, “And all that jazz.” 

She stepped back and Kurt sashayed to the front of the stage, moving his hips in a way which Blaine thought wasn’t humanly possible. His eyes watered from not blinking as he struggled to keep them open, not wanting to miss a second of Kurt’s dancing. Mel giggled from beside him and he shot her a glare before turning back to the performance.

“I’m gonna rouge my knees and roll my stockings down,” Kurt accompanied this line by sliding a hand down his tight leather trousers, “And all that jazz.” He winked and sauntered back towards Rachel, turning so they were back to back. They sang together, “Start the car, I know a whoopee spot, where the gin is cold but the piano’s hot” They rolled their hips in a circle and strutted to either end of the stage. Blaine was sat on the left, the side at which Rachel was, so Blaine craned his neck to continue ogling at Kurt. “It’s just a noisy hall,” Rachel sang, flipping her hair over her shoulder in a way that would’ve been attractive to most men.

Kurt took the next line, “Where there’s a nightly brawl”, and nothing, NOTHING, could’ve prepared Blaine for what happened next.

Both Kurt and Rachel turned and did two high kicks, as they sang, “And all that jazz.”

Blaine’s brain was exploding. Oh my god, oh my god, OH MY GOD. He is so flexible… Blaine shook his head hard to stop his mind from going straight into the gutter. Stop! Stop it Blaine! He begged with his mind to stop the images, but eventually they won out, and Blaine watched, amazed, as Kurt and Rachel performed a complicated dance routine with still near-perfect voices, with his legs tightly crossed. Kurt then pulled out a… cane?! HOLY MOTHER OF GOD, He groaned slightly, are you trying to kill me? Blaine thought, wondering which God up there had it in for him.

Mel then tapped him on the arm and raised an eyebrow, and Blaine flushed a bright pink colour, wanting the floor to swallow him up right there and then.

Blaine’s eyes almost crossed when Kurt sank into splits while spinning the cane in his hands and he shifted uncomfortably in his jeans.

Mel leaned in and whispered into his ear “If I was a boy, I’d have the same problem. He is gorgeous.” she winked, before setting an innocent expression on her face and turning back to the stage.

Blaine just shook his head at her, feeling marginally better, but unable to tear his eyes from the performance.

Yeah, the PERFORMANCE the voice in his mind said.

“And all that jaaaaaaaaaaaazz!” Kurt and Rachel finished, hands on hips and breathing heavily.

Blaine was on his feet at once, clapping as hard as he could and his face ached from grinning so much. Mel was right beside him, whistling and whooping.  Kurt and Rachel hugged before waving to the audience and walking off the stage with linked arms.

Mel sipped the last bit of her drink, before turning to Blaine with a giddy smile on her face. “Ready to go see Rachel?” she asked him.

Blaines heart immediately started beating unnaturally fast, and he took a deep breath. It’s good Blaine, it’s only a guy you helped on the street today. No big deal. He’s just a guy, Blaine nodded, gesturing for Mel to lead the way.

An incredibly gorgeous, sexy, flexible, gorgeous, kind, fashionable, gorgeous, sexy, gorgeous, flexible, gorgeous boy, the voice in his mind said, not helping matters at all.

Blaine sighed and followed Mel as she made her way to the stage door.

As soon as they were off stage, Kurt and Rachel were squealing and jumping up and down in eachother’s arms.

“That was so much fun!” Kurt laughed, twirling Rachel round. Rachel nodded and giggled breathlessly.

“We’ve got to do this again soon!” She beamed, dragging him towards their ‘dressing room’. “But now, WE’RE GOING TO HAVE FUN!”

Kurt hesitated; after all he was completely exhausted. It’s Friday night. No work for two days, have some fun! He thought to himself.

He turned to Rachel and nodded, winking and saying “You bet we are,” before skipping in the room and proceeding to take his outfit off.

“You’ve got to meet someone aswell.” Rachel called, walking in the door.

Kurt made a noise of acknowledgment, too busy peeling the leather trousers off his legs and zipping his equally tight skinny jeans up. They both looked up from what they were doing as they heard voices outside.

“Wait here Blaine, we’re going to have a little bit of fun with this.” Mel said with an evil smile on her face.

“Do we have too?” He moaned.

“Yes.” She replied. Mel was still in disbelief that the person she’d set Blaine up with was the same guy who he’d been mooning over all day.

She pushed her hair behind her ears, giving him a sharp push away from view and knocking on the door.

She heard a faint ‘come in’ and pushed the door open.

“Mel! What did you think of the show?!” Rachel said, beaming. Mel glanced at the corner of the room, where Kurt was looking at his phone. He hadn’t looked up as she’d entered.

Kurt didn’t look up as there was a knock on the door, when Rachel shouted come in, or when the door opened. He was texting Finn back, arranging his trip back to Ohio for that weekend. Probably one of Rachel’s friends, he thought idly, tapping on his iPhone screen.

“It was amazing! You did so well!” Mel said, as loudly as she dared. She glanced back at Kurt, who was now looking up, but not in her direction, with his brows furrowed.

“It was amazing! You did so well!” The voice said. Kurt’s head snapped up, frowning as he heard the familiar voice. Where have I heard it before? He wondered, I’ve not met any of Rachel’s friends before. I’ve still got to meet this Mel… he tsked at the thought of having to socialise with a group that were bound to be over-dramatic divas, even more than Rachel. Maybe its Mel? Hmm, Mel... Mel. Mel?… MEL? Kurt’s eyes widened. MEL?! His head turned so abruptly that he almost toppled over.

Mel had to fight back a giggle as she saw the realisation in Kurt’s eyes and he almost fell in his haste to look at her.

“Kurt? Oh my god!” She greeted him brightly, pulling him into a bone-crushing hug as she had earlier that day. “What a coincidence!” She said watching Kurt, who looked shell-shocked, but recovered quickly.

“Mel! Its nice too see you again. When I’ve not just collapsed.” he laughed.

Rachel frowned and looked from Mel to Kurt.

“You two know eachother?” She asked, confusion etched on her face.

“Yeah, I met her this morning. Remember? I told you,” Kurt answered. Rachel frowned and looked up to the ceiling, appearing deep in thought.

His face paled, and then went bright red at an alarming rate. Mel’s just seen the performance! He thought, shouting in his head. What if she tells Blaine? His thoughts continued as he resisted the urge to drop his head into his hands. Blaine… MEL’S HERE. I COULD GET INTO CONTACT WITH BLAINE! He smiled so brightly it lit up the whole room and Mel and Rachel shared a worried glance.

“No Kurt, you told me about meeting Blaine.” Rachel said to him, brows still slightly furrowed. “Wait. Blaine?” She turned to Mel, who was watching the whole thing with an amused smile on her face. Kurt’s phone then started ringing and he excused himself and walked to the corner of the room to answer it, it was Finn. Kurt rolled his eyes as he answered, “Hello Finn.”

 “OH MY GOD!” Rachel whispered to Mel, covering her mouth with her hand, to stop her jaw from literally dropping. “This is fate!” She squeaked, her eyes twinkling.

Mel nodded, beaming and pointed towards the door and then Kurt.

Rachel nodded, and they both sneaked out behind an oblivious Kurt, whom was sighing into his phone and explaining to his step-brother that Noah Puckerman isn’t always the smartest of people, especially when it comes to things like throwing toilet paper on their old Glee Club teacher Mr Schue’s house and saying they should blame it on Artie.

Rachel and Mel grabbed Blaine and shoved him into the room, before closing the door and pressing their ears to it, getting as close as possible.

Blaine was trying to calm his nerves as he contemplated actually seeing Kurt again, when he was suddenly thrown into a room, with a very handsome man stood in the corner, facing away from him. Kurt, Blaine’s mind fused for a few moments, before he physically composed himself and cleared his throat for Kurt’s attention.

Kurt was close to screaming at Finn when he heard a throat being cleared behind him. He span round, ready to snap at whoever was interrupting him. The sight he saw made his phone drop to the floor with a loud smack. Blaine.