Tuesday Evening: 18:00

“Wait a second, you're telling me that's your brother?”

“Yes, I am,” Blaine spoke with a bored quality to his voice.

“Well, he's definitely got a certain swagger about him...” mused Kurt.

Kurt and the rest of the boys stared at the 'rockstar spy' brother of Blaine, Cooper Anderson, in awe of his dashing good looks and just utter coolness. As they did so, Blaine watched their admiring faces. Over the years he had gotten used to people looking at Cooper this way. Only now it was bothering him. The only different factor in this equation was Kurt.

Did it bother Blaine that Kurt was looking at Cooper that way and not him? He wasn't sure what he was feeling right now, but he didn't like it.

“You all right buddy?” It was Nick. He placed his hand on Blaine's shoulder.

“Yeah, man. Of course.”

“You sure? 'Cause it kinda seems like something's bothering you...”

Then it became obvious to Nick.

The way Blaine's eyes were transfixed on Kurt. Oh yes, it was obvious all right. Blaine liked Kurt. And Kurt liked Blaine! They liked each other!

“I totally get it, man,” said Nick with a grin.

“What? Get what?”

“Oh nothing. But I know something you don't know,” teased Nick with a sing-song voice.

“What is it? Tell me!” demanded Blaine.

“I know someone who likes you,” sang Nick.

“What are we, in fifth grade?” Blaine laughed as he put Nick in a playful headlock. “Out with it, traitor!”

“I'll never talk!”

“I thought I heard my little bro,” said Cooper, walking up to the play fighting boys, followed by the rest of the team. Blaine released Nick from his hold.

“Coop, good to see you. And didn't I tell you to stop calling me that?” The siblings hugged.

“I just call 'em how I see 'em, Blainers. So, it's been a while, hasn't it?”

“I guess so. Hey, how was the mission in Russia?”

“Russia was a cold bitch, I can tell you that. But the ladies, oh boy- gorgeous. Those accents...” Cooper shuddered. “My weakness.”

Blaine rolled his eyes. Of course he had to be brothers with a narcissistic, boastful, ladies' (and man's) man. Sure, Blaine loved his brother. But sometimes Cooper left him hanging onto his last nerve. Ugh.

“Right...so successful mission then?”

“As always, Blainers, as always.” Cooper leaned in towards his younger brother and added in a hushed tone, “In more ways than one, if you know what I mean.”

“Unfortunately, I do.”

“So, what's next for you, Cooper?” asked Jeff curiously.

“I'm glad you asked, Blondie,” Cooper said pointing at Jeff. “The General has assigned me to your mission! Isn't that awesome? The Anderson brothers, partners in crime, at it again!”

Well wasn't that...something.

The team of boys cheered excitedly. Cooper Anderson was their fearless leader. That was typically Blaine's role and he couldn't help but feel a tad jealous. It was a natural reaction of a younger sibling (at least so said Blaine's mom's psychology book) after all.

“This is gonna be crazy!” said Nick. This caused a commotion among the group. It was spectacular information, seeing as one of the best spies in the business was joining these aspiring youngsters.

“God, it's great to be back in the midwest,” Cooper said to himself. “Fellas, fellas! Keep your blazers on. Under my supervision, I'll make top notch spies out of you.” He flashes his winning smile at Kurt, who was watching him with unintentional heart eyes. Kurt's mouth fell open.

Meanwhile, Blaine was watching Kurt. He saw this reaction. Blaine felt as if a tiny crack had been formed in his heart.

Cooper left the room with Nick, Jeff, Wes, and David following behind him like little puppies, leaving Kurt and Blaine behind.

“Well,” said Kurt, “your brother... he certainly is-”

“Kurtdoyoulikemybrother?”

Kurt was stunned. He wasn't expecting that. Though looking back, maybe he had been apparently dazzled by Cooper's presence. And his looks. But that was just it. Nothing more. With Blaine there was this connection he couldn't explain. At least, he hoped he wasn't imagining the connection between them...

“What? No! I mean, even though he's probably the best looking man in North America, I um, I actually kind of...really like y-”

“HEY! You guys coming?” called Wes from across the room. “I've got the perfect plan. Let's go! I'll debrief the team on our way back to Lima.”

Blaine would have loved to get his hands on Wes right now. If Kurt was going to say what he thought he was going to say... Anyway, the moment was ruined.

Thanks, Wes.

He didn't want to pressure Kurt into saying anything, so Blaine didn't press on the matter. Instead, he said, “Well Porcelain, let's get you back home.”