Blaine;

14.05

So you didn't see that drunk guy we had to throw out? He literally was dancing on the table right next to yours,  funny as hell but mildly  inappropriate and dangerous.. of course ;) x

Me;

14.06

Haha no I honestly wish I had though, my friends were plying me with alcohol and I guess my eye sight was starting to wander elsewhere.. ;) x

Blaine;

14.06

Oh yeah? : ) x

Me;

14.07

..yeah : ) I don't believe it was completely one sided though…? ; ) x

Kurt bit his lip around the permanent grin that had resided on his lips since that morning, he stretched a little and turned over on his side, burying his head deep into his pillow and wincing at the slight remnants of his head ache. He was still unsure as to what was happening here, he and Blaine had been texting back and forth happily since he resurfaced fully from his slumber close to an hour ago, the confidence he had gained from the alcohol was starting to wear off but for some reason he just couldn't bring him self to feel insecure about this, about texting Blaine.

A quiet groan came from down beside him and he turned his head just on time to see Rachel popping up from under his duvet, one eye closed and nose wrinkled, her hair a mess all around her face, eyes smudged with black and a shimmering pink smeared across her jaw. He grinned and buried himself closer to her, phone safely tucked in his hand.

They'd been here, in his bed pretty much all morning, after passing out close to Five Am they woke up huddled together on the floor beside the couch a few hours later, with matching head aches and sour stomachs. After escorting the remainders of their house guests out and Kurt fished his phone out from under the couch-god only knows- to find the battery dead, they dosed up on aspirin and headed back to bed, taking turns after that to pull themselves from a groggy sleep and get up and refill their water glasses.

Rachel at the best of times can be known as clingy and needy, but hung-over Rachel is on a different scale, and after changing out of their night-before clothes into sweats she crawled into Kurt's bed after him, clinging to his white tank top, and Kurt was in no mind to argue.

“What's Mr Gorgeous saying now?” Her voice was groggy and hoarse and Kurt knew that later when the worst of the hangover had subsided she would be on a war path trying to get her vocal cords just right again for rehearsals the next day.

“We've established it's Mr Blaine now remember? And we're just continuing talking about last night after I obviously conked out on him and threw my phone under the couch, I don't even know how he was still awake, or us for that matter, god so much for a few quiet drinks Rach.” He huffed a short a laugh and smiled as his phone buzzed in his hand.

“Oh yeah Mr Gorgeous Blaine that's right, such a cute name for a cute guy, he got a last one? And hey it worked out pretty well for you didn't it?” she poked him in the side and tried to crane her neck to look at his phone screen.

Blaine;

14.09

Oh I don't think I could even kid myself, no it most certainly was not all one sided, you're kind of a wicked distraction to a guy trying to work ; ) x

“I'm sure he will have a last name Rachel but I haven't asked him what it is yet, and yeah it did but I'm not inflating your head bigger by thanking you for it.” He giggled as she poked him again and struggled out of her tickling hold she was trying to sustain as his phone lit up with a new message.

Blaine;

14.09

How old are you? If you don't mind me asking that is.. x

He smiled, there was something about this guy, he was prim and proper and polite, and talking to him just felt right, but he couldn't help feeling his stomach deflate a little at the question, maybe he noticed there was an age difference between them too, would it be a problem? Would he not be interested anymore? Is he even interested now?

Me;

14.10

How old do you think I am? X

“Oh god stop playing games and just tell him, you're not a kid anymore-”

“Sshh Rachel” He hissed as he pulled his phone out of reach of her prying fingers and out of her eyeline.

Blaine;

14.10

Hmm 22-23? X

Oh.

Me;

14.10

25, too young? Too old? ; ) x

He knew he was kind of pushing it a little, well for his usual flirty-texts rules anyway, but he had to know, oh god what If I'm actually too old, what if he has some kind of a ki-

Blaine;

14.11

Perfect actually, you look young and fresh faced but you have this air of maturity about you : ).. even when intoxicated ; ) x

The flurry of butterflies in his stomach threatened to escape up and out of his throat. He looked over at Rachel whilst thinking of a reply, who had apparently passed out again in the space of Thirty Seconds.

Me;

14.11

Ha! I wasn't that bad! Tipsy yes, a happy drunk if you will ; ) how old are you? x

Blaine;

14.11

Nah I was only joking with you ; ) you actually didn't look drunk at all to be honest, whatever it was you looked good, I couldn't stop staring…just add another 10 years on to your age and that's me :s Too old for you? : ( X

Wow Thirty Five, sexy, polite, funny, adorable thirty-five year old Blaine who works in a bar and does everything. But what's a guy like him doing working in a place like that. Sure times are hard and people have to make money by any means possible but he seems so much better than your average wait staff, and no offence to any of those people either, it's a tough job and somebody's got to do it, and he admires all those that do, he personally doesn't have the patience for it.  

Blaine;

14.12

So you are single I take it? X

Oh!

Me;

14.12

Not at all ; )! I prefer a ‘seasoned' guy actually, they're more likely to understand my witty sarcasm.. and love of 80's TV Show's ; )…and yes I am : ) you? X

Blaine;

14.12

Yes!!... M*A*S*H is guilty pleasure of mine at the moment… x

Kurt laughed out loud, a hearty scoff that came from deep within, a sign of his happiness and his heart trying to break free from the protective walls he had built around it. Though something still niggled at him, he had to get it out of his system if he was going to pursue this.

Me;

14.13

So, can I ask you a personal question? I'm sorry if I offend you, I guess I just need to know for sure…

Blaine

14.13

?

Me;

14.13

Are you Gay? Bi-sexual?

Blaine;

14.13

Was I not obvious enough for you? ..Perfect Gold Star Gay ; )

Me;

14.14

Ha : ) I guess I just..I'm sorry, I've been wrong about this stuff before, so um still on question time, again if you don't mind me asking ; ) what is it that you actually do? The last time I seen you, you were drying glasses, then last night you were holding doors and then back at the bar… x

Blaine;

14.14

Ha, it's fine honestly, I'd rather you ask me, anything : )… wait you've been checking me out before? ;p x

Me;

14.14

Well I came in a few weeks ago, kind of a work thing, and you were behind the bar.. : ).. I wouldn't say checking you out exactly.. ; ) x

Blaine;

14.15

Confession time, I noticed you long before I held the door open for you and Rachel, I clocked you the moment you first arrived actually, and then I cleared some glasses from your table, but you weren't really looking, you didn't actually seem too pleased to be there at first? X

Me;

14.15

Really? You did? Oh well I didn't actually want to go out at all, New Year's isn't really my thing…I'm glad I did though ; ) x

Blaine;

14.16

I'm glad you did too : ) I know what you mean though, going out isn't really my thing anymore, I don't really get the time to these days either x

Me;

14.16

Aw, do you always work such late hours? Why were you still awake at 4 this morning by the way? Did you go to a party? X

Kurt didn't know if he was pushing it or not with the questions, whether Blaine would think him nosy or just plain interested, either way it was all harmless, and Blaine didn't seem to mind.

Blaine;

14.17

I work mostly 5 days out of 7 but my shifts change weekly, and yeah when I work late it's sometimes almost 2am by the time I get home. No, no parties for me, not my scene, I had somebody on my mind keeping me awake is all  ; )…I'm back at work now actually, you should come in! : ) x

Kurt felt himself blush and mentally berated himself for being so silly, it's not like Blaine was there, he felt all flustered and started working over options and ideas in his head, no you can't go back to the bar now, you have work tomorrow and you're literally still dying, plus you're wing woman is still out for the count. He glanced over to Rachel then who was still dozing in her impromptu power nap, occasionally smacking her lips together softly.

Me;

14.17

Oh ; ) but I must say  I honestly didn't expect a text from you.. oh I can't come in right now, maybe I'll pay a visit again at the weekend.. : ) x

Blaine;

14.18

Why didn't you think I would text you?

Me;

14.18

I don't ever do this, that, um last night, I'm never normally that confident without some Dutch courage that is and I just didn't think you were really that interested..

Blaine;

14.18

Again was I not obvious enough? Should I have just held a sign saying ‘Hey beautiful stranger I want your number' ? I gave you my card first remember? And if it's truth time, I was kind of thinking the same thing, I was a little  nervous and hoping you would text me first and then I just couldn't hold on any longer ; ) and now I have reason to be excited for work at the weekend : ) x

Kurt flushed again, he couldn't believe Blaine, sexy strapping Blaine would be nervous, about him? God is he real? Come on Hummel get your act together, is this not enough for you? Be brave, be bold.

Me;

14.19

So about your actual job? You were deflecting ; ) if I DO come by say Saturday at 8ish what would I find you doing? X

Blaine;

14.19

It's hard to say, I don't have a specific job to do as such, I just fill in when and where I'm needed, but I do know that my eyes will be fixed to that door come 8pm ; ).. and by the way you should ALWAYS be confident.. but  I'm glad I was your guinea pig you decided to experiment your liquid courage flirting with ; ) x

Oh wow this guy is actually going to make me melt from inside out until I'm nothing but a puddle on the floor, is he Mr Darcy himself? When did I get so lucky? Be smooth Kurt, at least try to play it cool. 

Me;

14.20

So you're like a temp or something then? Wait how are you even texting me now? Won't you get into trouble for using your phone at work? X

He winced as he automatically hit the Send button without proof reading or rethinking, damn shouldn't have sent that, so much for playing it cool, idiot!

Blaine;

14.20

Ha! I won't get into trouble, don't worry : ).. I kind of run the place x

Woah!!

“Ok ok, I'm up, I'm up, god Kurt it's New Years Day, we need to move, we need to eat, we need to-” Rachel literally jolted upright from under the covers, swinging a leg out over the side of the mattress and flipping the duvet over, in doing so startling Kurt out of his skin and flinging the phone to the other side of the room.

“RACHEL WHAT THE HELL?” He all but flew out of bed and over to his phone, almost stumbling as his head reminded him that he was indeed hung-over, he checked the Cell over for cracks and smashes in his fingers, when satisfied there was no damage he turned around to Rachel who was now slowly crossing the room towards him, head in her hands having also remembered their less than fragile state.

“You'll never guess what?” He started to walk backwards out of his room as Rachel clumsily made her way towards him and into the living area, he backed up into the edge of the couch and tipped himself backwards over the arm as he watched Rachel make her way over to the coffee maker in the open plan kitchen.

“What? Coffee?”

“Duh? What do you think? And it's Blaine, he's not a glass collector or door opener or whatever-”

“Don't tell me he's one of those weirdo's that just pretends to work there, he's too hot for that-”

“He runs the place, he must be the Manager or something-”

“Oh my really? Wow! What else did he say?”

“Nothing, I didn't get the chance to reply as somebody decided to fling my phone against the wall-”

“Sorry” She answered in a tone that wasn't really sorry or caring at all as she shuffled around the kitchen, opening and closing doors looking for breakfast ingredients, or really it was dinner ingredients she needed. “He asked you out yet? Or have you asked him?”

Kurt cradled the phone to his chest as he thought about it, biting his lip, what actually did he have to lose? “He's Thirty-Five you know?” He called out, tilting his head to the direction of the kitchen but not actually looking that way.

“So? You're a consenting adult also-” Came the muffled response almost immediately, “Kurt you know yourself you prefer older guys, more mature, more on your page and wave length, you've tried dating guys your own age, they annoy you… hey where is the Raisin Loaf?” He smiled at his friend rolling his eyes, he unlocked his phone screen.

“Try the top left corner-cupboard, I moved it in case the mice came back, wait, who are you kidding its New Years-freaking-Day let's just get take-out, and we're going to back to The Stage on Saturday, it's your night off right?” He bit his lip.

Rachel's grinning face appeared from up behind the kitchen counter as he looked over, “Yes Sir!”

Me;

14.26

So Mr ‘I run the place' Blaine, I guess I'll see you Saturday at 8? X

Blaine;

14.26

Let's call it a date! : ) X