"So, I've made a decision..." Blaine said, carefully watching Kurt's reaction.

"And..."  Kurt took Blaine's hands on his own and squeezed it, encouraging the boy to continue.

"I love you."  Blaine bit his lower lip, trying to avoid the moment, because he knew that once he said it nothing would be the same. "But I'm staying at Dalton."

"Wait... What?" Kurt let go of Blaine's hands and crossed his arms, mad. "Did you even think about it?"

"Yes, I did. A lot."  Blaine sighed and threw his head back. He already expected Kurt's drama, but it never failed on annoying him a little bit. "Look, I love you, I really do, but I can't leave the Warblers, they need me."

"I need you too, Blaine. Don't you think I am more important?"  Kurt's tone was angry just like he was. He kept his eyes closed until he trusted himself to stare at Blaine without crying.

"Of course you are!" Blaine snapped, rolling his eyes. It really annoyed him when Kurt thought this kind of stuff, of course he was mad but it wasn't as if Blaine was leaving him or something. "It'll be for the best... Besides, don't they say distance makes the heart grow fonder?" He smiled at his boyfriend, who still had his angry/bitch face.

"Yeah, right." Kurt grumbled. Didn't Blaine get that Kurt needed him by his side to make it through the day? "Easy for you to say that when you know I'm the only gay at McKinley... But at Dalton there are a thousand guys who would do anything to go on a date with you."

"Kurt..."

"It's true, Blaine!" Kurt only realized he had yelled when he saw everybody starring at their table. He took a deep breath and grabbed his car keys. "It's my senior year, Blaine... I'll have tons of things to do every day, I can't drive to Westerville every day."

"Babe..."

"See you at dinner." Kurt got up and threw a 5 dollars bill on the table, leaving the place quickly.

---

Kurt threw himself at the bed as soon as he got home, ignoring his father and Finn who were in the living room, watching football. He glances at the photo of him and Blaine at the Junior Prom, which was placed on his desk. Why did Blaine have to screw up everything? This could've been Kurt's dream year but it had started just like the previous ones. Well at least he wasn't lonely this time, at least not after school and on weekends. Before he could stop himself the tears started to roll through his face, again.

"Buddy?" Burt opened the door and put his head inside Kurt's room. The boy had went straight to his room as soon as he got home and hadn't went downstairs, not even to watch that show about models he was addicted to.

"Yes?" Kurt was trying to focus on his homework but he couldn't stop thinking about Blaine.

"What's wrong?" Kurt shot him a "don't wanna talk" look and shook his head. "You can talk to me, Kurt." He didn't receive any answer but he wasn't going to let Kurt get rid of it, he knew something was wrong. "Is it Blaine?" At the mention of the boy's name he noticed the corner of Kurt's mouth twist a little and his expression became more serious. "What did he do?" No answer. "He didn't force you to do... You know, uh, anything you weren't ready for, did he? Because there's nothing wrong with waiting for the right pers..."

"Dad, it's not that." Kurt laughed at the absurd of the idea. He stared at his father, waiting for him to go, but he didn't. Maybe his father could help him, right? "Blaine's staying at Dalton."

"I know it's hard Kurt, but it was a little selfish of you asking him to leave everything just to be with you."

"He's my boyfriend, dad, isn't that what boyfriends are supposed to do?" Kurt repressed the urge to punch the desk. He needed to discount his anger on something.

"Kurt, try talking to Blaine again, try to understand his reasons, he loves you and he'd do anything to make you happy, but you have to find a way to work so both of you can be happy."

"You don't understand." Kurt closed his books and walked towards the bathroom. "Nobody does."

---

"Kurt! Come in." Rachel greeted him cheerfully as if they hadn't seen each other in years, even though it had been only 5 hours. "My dad's went out, but they made a delicious meal. Mercedes should be here in any minute and then we can start our par..." She looked at Kurt, who had the same lost puppy expression he had been with since he had arrived. "What's wrong?"

"Why didn't you tell me that Blaine was going to stay at Dalton?"

"He is?" She suddenly had the urge to slap her brother. How could he do this to Kurt? And he didn't even tell her. "I didn't know about it, Kurt, I swear. Look, he can still change his mind and..." He shook his head as if saying no. "I'm sorry."

"Me too." He forced himself to smile. He passed an arm over her shoulder. "Now, shall you act like the good friend you can be and make me forget about it?"

Mercedes arrived a few minutes later and they decided to wait for Blaine to have dinner. In the meantime they started to watch "Funny Girl".

"How are you going to deal with Blaine staying at Dalton and stuff?" Mercedes asked.

"Honestly?" Kurt was feeling better, but his heart still ached at the thought of the subject. "I have no idea... It's been only 2 weeks since classes started and I'm already full of homework and essays, plus NYADA stuff and Glee club... I miss him, every day."

Rachel and Mercedes glanced at each other, both looks were sad and they both knew that this was only the beginning.

"Is he coming, by the way?" It wasn't of Blaine to get late and he knew Kurt was going to be there.

"Yes...He should be here by now, but..." Rachel looked through the window and opened a wide smile. "There he is."

Kurt was in front of the door before Blaine could even open it. He didn't mean to look desperate, but he knew that those moments between then would become rarer and he didn't want to waste a single minute, but when the door was opened it wasn't Blaine's face he saw.

A tall, muscular, blonde, green-eyed guy entered on the house, giggling. He wore Dalton's uniform but Kurt was 100% sure he didn't know him.

"Who's that?" Kurt asked Rachel who shrugged and whispered something to Mercedes.

"Hi guys." Blaine entered holding a few books, still wearing his uniform. Rachel cleared her throat in an attempt to call Blaine's attention. "Oh, right. This is Sebastian Smythe, he's new at Dalton." He smiled when he said Sebastian's name in a way that bothered Kurt deeply.

"You didn't tell me you were bringing someone." Rachel had her "I'll kill you" smile, but her tone was controlled.

"He asked me yesterday, but I declined. However, today, when he was leaving he asked me again and he had that puppy face that makes him look even sexier and, well, you can't say no to that." Sebastian's voice was deep and clear, it had a natural teasing tone and, if Kurt didn't like him before, he surely hated him now. "Besides, since he slept at my place last weekend it was only fair I slept here this. Plus, we get to practice our duet." He winked at Blaine.

"Oh, you're a member of the Warblers?" Rachel asked.

"Yes, I am. I'm not only a beautiful body, I have some, actually, many, talents."

"And Blaine slept at your house?" Kurt shot a look that could kill at Blaine. He had invited him to go out with Finn and Rachel on a double date and he had declined, saying he was staying in Dalton for the weekend.

"Yes... And you are?"

"I'm Kurt." Kurt said in his best bitchy voice. "Blaine's boyfriend."

"Oh, true... Blaine mentioned you briefly." He glanced at Blaine with a smirk.

"I'll put one more plate." Rachel started to walk towards the kitchen, but, she suddenly stopped and turned around. "Mercedes, why don't you give Sebastian a tour for the house?"

"I don't thin..." Blaine started.

"You don't think anything, little brother." Rachel smiled threateningly at Blaine and went to the kitchen.

As soon as they were left alone Blaine reached out for Kurt's hand.

"We should talk."

"Yeah, we should." Kurt smiled at him for a few seconds before he dropped Blaine's hand abruptly. "But you have a guest and, well, clearly he's more important, so you better don't let him waiting."

---

The dinner would've been completely silent if it wasn't for Rachel and Mercedes who kept asking Sebastian questions, at least it gave Kurt the opportunity to know more about the boy. He was gay (as If he didn't know that as soon as he walked into the house), had just moved from Paris and lived with both parents, his mother was a housewife and his father was a state attorney.

After dinner the girls decided to start watching Dreamgirls while Kurt went to the bathroom in order to do his moisturizing routine. He was halfway through with it when someone knocked on the door.

"Kurt, it's me." Blaine's tone was sad and he could picture the boy with his head against the wooden door, waiting for Kurt to say something. "We need to talk. Please."

He unlocked the door and rubbed a cream on his face while waiting for Blaine to say something.

"Are you mad?" Blaine sat on the toilet bowl and stared at Kurt. He knew it was a stupid question, Kurt hadn't directed a single word to him all night.

"First you tell me you're staying at Dalton, then you show up with a guy who clearly fancies you and then I discover that you lied to me and ditched me to sleep at said guy's house." He crossed his arms and turned to face Blaine. "How do you think I am?"

"I'm really sorry, Kurt. I knew you'd be upset if I told you the truth... We had to rehearse a special number for the Warblers and work on a history essay." Blaine's tone was desperate, he was almost tripping on his own words. He got up and held Kurt's hand, looking straight into his eyes. "I love you. You and only you. Sebastian is just a friend, nothing more than that."

"How am I supposed to sleep at night knowing that you'll be close to a guy, whose last interest is being friends with you, all day, knowing that I can't do anything to stop him from hitting on you because I'll be 2 hours away?"

"I... I don't know, I can quit the Warblers if you want." Blaine grabbed the towel and passed it through Kurt's face.

"Don't even think about it, Blaine Anderson. I... I can handle it." Kurt put his hand over Blaine's, which was on Kurt's cheek. "It's just..." He sighed. "I still can't believe you're with me... There are a thousand guys who'd do anything to go out with you... Guys who'd give you everything."

"Kurt, I want you." Blaine kissed the tip of Kurt's nose while throwing the towel aside. "Only you." He kissed his forehead, then his cheek and, finally, his lips. "I'll wait until you're ready. Besides, there's no one in this world that will ever make me feel the way you do."

Blaine put both hands on Kurt's hips and pressed the brunette against the skin. He kissed Kurt's skin all the way from his neck to his mouth. When Kurt opened his mouth to let a low moan escape, Blaine took the opportunity and kissed the boy's mouth, sliding his tongue inside it. Kurt was taken by surprise, but he quickly reacted putting a hand on Blaine's nape and pressing him harder against his body. Their tongues battled for dominance and Blaine started to moan loudly when Kurt's lips left his mouth and went to his neck, sucking and licking the same spot repeatedly. Kurt felt Blaine getting hard against him. Blaine slid his hand under Kurt's t-shirt and started scratching the boy's back lightly.

"Rachel and Mercedes will hear us, Blaine." Kurt was breathing heavily, but he still couldn't bring himself to take his hands off of Blaine.

"I don't care." Blaine continued to suck on Kurt's neck, still running his fingers all the way from Kurt's spine to the waistband of his boxers.

"Sebastian?" Kurt couldn't stop a high-pitched moan when Blaine bit the already sore spot on his neck.

"Couldn't care less."

Blaine pressed himself as hard as possible against Kurt, kissing and sucking on every upper part of Kurt's body. He smiled when he felt Kurt's erection against his own through the boy's silk pajama pants. Kurt crashed his mouth against Blaine's. Blaine bit Kurt's lower lip, pulling back worried when he felt the taste of blood on his mouth.

"Shit. Sorry, Kurt."

"Don't worry."  Kurt murmured, though it hurt, pressing his index finger against the cut.

"Let me see it." Blaine took Kurt's finger out of the way. "It's not that bad."

"Yes it i-"Kurt didn't have the chance to finish the sentence because Blaine's mouth was already on his again, sucking his lip hard, eagerly.

He intertwined his fingers on Blaine's hair, pulling him closer. Blaine's arms ended up on Kurt's hips as he started to jerk slowly, his cock rubbing against Kurt's, who moaned loudly at the friction. Within seconds Blaine's shirt was on the floor and Kurt's fingers were tracing random patterns on his abs, going down and down, until they reached Blaine's pants and started to pull it down agonizingly slowly until...

"Kurt are you in there?"  Rachel's voice made Kurt jump at least 5 inches backwards.

"Yeah." His voice was weak and the fact that Blaine kept planting kisses all over his neck didn't help much. "I-I'll be there in a sec."

"Hurry up, you've already lost at least half an hour."

He heard the distance noise of Rachel's door being closed softly. He took deep breath, relieved. "Blaine, stop." He held Blaine's hands, which were on his thighs. The boy ignored him, his lips ghosting over Kurt's neck. "Seriously."

"C'mon Kurt, you can't leave me like this." Blaine pleaded, pointing at his notable erection.

"I think you can handle this on your own, Blaine." Kurt said as he twisted the doorknob.

"Don't you wanna give me a hand?" Kurt blushed deeply, his face turning bright red. Blaine's eyes widened as he realized he had said that out loud. "Shit." He cursed, under his breath. "Sorry, Kurt. I didn't mean to-You know... An, yeah."

"It's ok."  Kurt replied just as quickly as he left.