Kurt bit his lower lip, his heart racing although he could hear Blaine singing in the shower, loud and clear. He knew that what he was doing was wrong; otherwise he wouldn’t get so scared every time he heard any noise. However he needed to do that, even if only to feel safe.

He sighed in relief when he reached the first message; snorting, not even a bit surprised that it was Sebastian’s.

Hey gorgeous. You left the rehearsal before I could ask you to have coffee with me. – S

Oh, thanks for the invitation, and for the gorgeous, but I have a boyfriend. –B

I won’t tell if you don’t tell ;) –S

“God, you just can’t take a no, can you?” Kurt murmured rolling his eyes, scanning the next texts, which basically consisted on Sebastian hitting on Blaine and the latter thanking him and telling him that he had boyfriend.  However he froze when his eyes stopped on a text Blaine had sent Sebastian, a couple days ago.

Thanks, Seb, you saved my life, I owe you. And, no, I can’t, gonna meet Kurt –B

You can pay me with your lips. And with your body pressed on mine ;) –S

You’ll never change will you? –B

Never. But, tell me, why is that you and Kurt never had sex? I know you’re not as innocent as you look –S

Talk about changing the topic huh? But, I, well, it’s Kurt. He isn’t ready. And I respect that. I’ll wait until he’s ready. –B

Quite impressive, if I’m being honest. I would’ve already lost control. –S

Trust me, I do lose control. Yes, there are days I can control myself, but there are days that all I can do is take a cold bath and try to avoid being anywhere near Kurt’s body as much as I can. –B

If you ever need help ;) –S

Sebastian… –B

Doesn’t it irritate you though? –S

Well, yeah, there are days that it really annoys me, but I have to respect him, so, as hard as it is for me, I’ll wait for him. –B

Such a good guy… Too bad I didn’t get you earlier. –S

Now I’m starting to think you put something on my drink this morning. –B

I’d never do that –S

Sorry to bring it up again but I really don’t get it –S

I love him, Seb. I’m not gonna force him to do anything, as much as it gives me the feeling that he doesn’t trust me enough. –B

Kurt felt his throat closing, his chest tightening as his eyes burned with unshed tears that clouded his vision.  How could Blaine ever think that? If there was a single person Kurt would trust his life with, besides his father, that person was Blaine. He couldn’t believe Blaine could ever thi-

“What are you doing Kurt?”

Kurt jumped at least 19 inches at the sound of Blaine’s voice, dropping the phone on the floor.

“No-Nothing.” Kurt stuttered, swallowing hard, bending to get Blaine’s phone. “I was just tex-texting my father.”

“Kurt.” Blaine waited until Kurt’s eyes met his to continue. “You’re holding my phone and I know you’re aware of it.” He crossed his arms and raised an eyebrow.

“Oh.” Kurt giggled nervously. “Yeah, you’re right. I hadn’t noti-“

“Kurt.” Blaine’s tone was more serious this time as he uncrossed his arms and extended his hand. “Give me my phone.” Kurt set about nodding his head but, before he could do anything, Blaine yanked the phone away from his hands.

“Blaine…”

“Why were you going through my texts?” Blaine asked his tone angry as his eyes widened once he unlocked the phone.

“Hey, hey, hey, wait a second.” Kurt crossed his arms. “If there’s one person here who deserves to be angry that person is me.” Kurt replied, angrily, getting off the bed.

“Excuse me?” Blaine raised his eyebrows, his tone incredulous. “You were the one going through my texts.”

“I’m your boyfriend, if there’s something you’re afraid I might find in the middle of your texts to another guy then you’re probably doing something wrong.” Kurt pointed, feeling his blood boil in anger. He tried to keep his voice down and controlled, but still, he couldn’t avoid letting out some high pitched words out.

“I’m doing nothing wrong.”

“Why were you discussing our sexual life with Sebastian?” Although he was angry Kurt couldn’t help but blush a little as he said that word, lowering his tone. He didn’t need Rachel hearing them arguing about that.

“He’s my friend.” Blaine grinded his teeth. “He’s gay and he understands me.” Blaine snapped. “Unlike some people.”

“Oh, please.” Kurt rolled his eyes. “I understand you Blaine. What I don’t understand is why you would say something like that.” Kurt replied angrily, feeling the tears welling in his eyes, his throat burning. “To him! Out of all people!” He yelled. “Why would you ever think that?”

“I’m sorry, Kurt, but what am I supposed to think if you just keep rejecting me all the time? It’s been 7 months, give me some credit.” Blaine replied, throwing his head back, groaning in frustration.

“Well I didn’t know sex was all that important to you.” Kurt didn’t even try to mask his hurt tone. He hoped Blaine felt really bad, because he deserved. “I’m sorry I’m such a disappointment.”

“Oh, c’mon, Kurt!” Blaine groaned. “Stop being so dramatic.” Kurt laughed sarcastically, shaking his head as he grabbed his bag. “What are you doing?”

“I’m leaving.” Kurt replied, passing through Blaine and slamming the door shut.

He went downstairs, wiping away the tears furiously as he climbed inside his car and turned the radio on the last volume.

He hoped that the loud music would keep him from thinking about Blaine, but, on the opposite, it only made him think about the boy more. He absolutely hated fighting with Blaine and he knew he had been a little bit dramatic, but he was way too sad, confused and hurt about what Blaine had said to care. He knew he should’ve probably just told Blaine, calmly, what had bugged him and talked about it, but Blaine had just yanked the phone away from him and started accusing him and it just made everything worse.

By the time he parked his car, he was feeling miserable, as if the entire world had just became pure and completely black.

He marched straight to him room, without even greeting his dad and Carole, but he was just too tired, too sad, too everything to care. He locked his door and grabbed the blue, v-neck sweater Blaine had forgotten at his house and hugged it tightly, the smell of the boy bringing all the tears to his eyes again.

He had been a little overly dramatic, he’d give Blaine that, but it wasn’t as if Blaine was completely innocent. He had been the one who had gotten offended and started yelling at Kurt, if he had only tried to talk to him…

He lay on his bed, curling up on a ball and hugging the sweater tightly, biting his lower lip to avoid crying out loud. He heard his dad knocking on the door, but he couldn’t find the strengths neither to get up and open the door nor to tell him to go away.

“Kurt?” His father opened the door, his tone worried. “What happened?”

“I just want to be alone.” Kurt murmured, his throat burning, though not more than his eyes. “Please, dad.”

Burt sighed, knowing that he wasn’t going to get anywhere with Kurt in that state. “Dinner will be ready in about 40 minutes if you’re hungry.”

Kurt nodded, although his father couldn’t exactly see him, sighing when he heard his door being closed. He was lucky to have his dad. He was lucky his dad could see when Kurt wasn’t in the mood for a talk and when all he needed was a hug.

He hugged Blaine’s sweater even tighter, burying his face on its fabric and closing his eyes, his breathing becoming steady after a few minutes and, soon, before he realized, he was already sleeping.

---

“Kurt?” Burt opened Kurt’s bedroom door carefully, not being able to see much since it was already past ten, the lights were off and Carole had obviously pulled Kurt’s blankets up, covering the boy. He smiled a little at the thought, thanking, once more, whoever was it that had put Carole in his life. “Kiddo?” Burt asked once more, this time a little louder. Not that it made a difference; Kurt continued sleeping like a log. “I’ll leave you two alone.” Burt said, turning to Blaine, who still had puffy red eyes. “You know the rules.” Burt warned the boy, who nodded quickly, straightening his clothes. Burt eyed the boy once more before leaving, walking towards the living room.

“Scary, as usual.” Blaine murmured as he entered Kurt’s bedroom, closing the door silently and walking towards the bed quietly, blinking until his eyes got used to the darkness and he could see Kurt’s outline.

He sat on the mattress, being careful not to scare Kurt. He eyed the boy carefully, the lump in his throat rising when he noticed the tear stains on his cheek. His eyes stopped on Kurt’s hands, which clutch to Blaine’s blue sweater, Kurt’s fingers curling strongly against it. The sight brought, once again, tears to his eyes, but he blinked them away, taking a deep breath before, carefully, leaning and kissing Kurt’s cheek softly.
Kurt didn’t even move and Blaine knew he’d have to be really careful to wake him up without scarring him to death. He took a deep breath and poked Kurt, gently, yet firmly. “Kurt, wake up.” Kurt groaned, shaking his head. “C’mon, Kurt. I need to talk to you.” Kurt shook his head again, turning to the other side of the bed.

Sighing Blaine got up and walked towards the door, biting his lower lip, knowing that odds were that Kurt would kill him. He closed his eyes as he turned on the lights, biting his lower lip, trying to avoid grinning, and failing, when he heard Kurt groaning, cursing under his breath.

“I’m awake. You can turn the lights off, da-“Kurt stopped, his heart skipping a beat when he realized that the person next to the light switch wasn’t his dad. “Blaine? What are you doing here?”

Blaine turned the lights off once more, walking towards the bed. “I needed to talk to you.” He explained, sitting next to Kurt. “I’m really sorry for what happened earlier today.”

“Me too.” Kurt sighed, knowing that he’d better say everything he wanted all at once. “I was just really curious as to why Sebastian was texting you and I-I couldn’t control myself. But I was just really upset about that message.”

“I know, I know and I’m so sorry for that. I was jus-“Blaine groaned, shaking his head. “I don’t know why I said that. It was stupid.”

“It was.” Kurt agreed. “But we’re teenagers. And we are in love. We’re supposed to do stupid things.” Blaine laughed that laughing-through-tears kind of laugh that always made Kurt happy and sad at the same time. “I’m sorry I yelled at you.” Kurt finally said, starring at his hands. “And that I left without giving you the chance to talk to me.”

“I’m sorry I didn’t go after you earlier.” Blaine said, smiling when Kurt smiled, blushing. “And that I was so stupid.”

“Is that the moment where we say ‘I love you’, hug each other and kiss passionately?” Kurt asked, mockingly, grinning.

“I think so.” Blaine replied, laughing.

Kurt smiled and leaned to kiss Blaine, letting out a sigh of relief when their lips touched. “I trust you with my life. You know that right?” Kurt murmured as he passed his arms through Blaine’s neck, touching their foreheads.

“I know.” Blaine slid his hands to Kurt’s waist, who wrapped his legs around Blaine’s waist, hugging the boy tightly.

Blaine smiled when Kurt pulled back, smiling shyly, blushing. “Why are you blushing?”

“Nothing I just…” Kurt blushed again, laughing. “I don’t know. You make me nervous.”

“Nervous?” Blaine frowned. “Why?”

Kurt shrugged, ducking his head. Everything went quiet for a moment and, indeed, Blaine could hear, could feel Kurt’s heart beating, fast, in a not so healthy fast pace. Kurt glanced sideways at Blaine, frowning when he saw the boy grinning. “What?”

“That’s,” Blaine started, putting his finger under Kurt’s chin and lifting it, their gazes meeting. “The cutest thing I’ve ever seen.”

“It’s not cute.”

“It is.” Blaine laughed, tightening his arms around Kurt’s waist as the boy did the same with his legs. “Another thing to add to my ‘Reasons Why I Love Kurt Hummel’ list.”

Kurt quirked an eyebrow, smirking. “May I know what else in on that list?”

“Well, let me see…” Blaine made a thoughtful face. “Your eyes.” Kurt grinned. “Your hair… Your arms… Your legs…” He ran his hands through Kurt’s thighs, smiling when the boy shivered, biting his lower lip. “How you always bit your lip when I do something like this.” Blaine murmured as Kurt closed his eyes, trying to keep his breathing steady. “Hm… Your neck. Yeah, I really love your neck.” Blaine said, leaning to kiss Kurt’s neck, earning the smallest of moans in return. “Also your ass.” Blaine added, smiling on Kurt’s neck as pink colored his cheeks. “And your abs.” Blaine continued, tugging Kurt’s shirt out of his pants, running his hand through the boy’s stomach before stopping on the boy’s hipbones. “But right now I really love your lips.”

“God, Blaine, just kiss me already.” Kurt complained, tightening his legs around Blaine’s waist, feeling himself growing hard.

Blaine smiled, closing the gap between their mouths, groaning when he felt Kurt’s tongue against his own. Kurt kept one hand on Blaine’s neck as he moved the other to the boy’s hair, curling his fingers on the curls. Blaine sucked Kurt’s bottom lip into his mouth, shivering when Kurt moaned, out loud, pressing himself harder against Blaine and god, Blaine couldn’t even think at that moment. He knew he had to stop at some point, he couldn’t push Kurt into doing something he didn’t want to but it was just so hard to think straight when he could feel Kurt’s hard-on pressing his stomach and when Kurt’s mouth was on his, his tongue doing sinful things.

“Blaine.” Kurt moaned softly when Blaine broke the kiss to plant kisses alongside Kurt’s jaw line. Kurt had to bit his lip hard to avoid moaning when Blaine started sucking on his pulse point, his teeth occasionally scrapping the skin. He closed his eyes, trying to remember how to breathe. His heart’s pace was, like whenever Blaine decided to do this things to him, incredibly fast and, once more, behind all that and behind the desire Kurt felt of ripping his and Blaine’s clothes and having Blaine kiss every inch of him like that, that irrational fear that took control over him and kept him from doing what he wanted. But it doesn’t have to be like this, he thought.  And as soon as the thought popped in his head he smiled, his heart skipping a beat, for a very different reason. “Blaine.” Kurt slid his hands to Blaine’s chest.

“Sorry.” Blaine automatically said, already feeling a little bit hurt, again. “I didn’t mean to pu-“

“I’m ready.”

“… anythi-Wait.” Blaine stopped, meeting Kurt’s eyes. “What did you say?”

  “I said,” Kurt smiled, curling his fingers in the hem of Blaine’s shirt. “That I’m ready.”

“Wha-What?” There was no way that Kurt was saying those words. Blaine was probably just hallucinating, the lust taking control of his brain.

Kurt rolled his eyes. “Do I really need to say it?” Blaine kept staring at him, wide eyes, his mouth hanging open. “Blaine Anderson, I really want to have sex with you.”

“Y-You do?”

“Yes, Blaine, I do.” Kurt smiled as Blaine opened a smile, a dazzling, breathtaking smile. Kurt pulled him closer by the shirt, their lips barely touching before Kurt was already trying to take Blaine’s shirt off.

“Kurt,” Blaine said on Kurt’s lips as the boy tried to take his shirt without breaking the kiss. “Kurt.” Blaine said, once more, this time more firmly.

Kurt dropped his hands, breaking the kiss. “I’m already screwing things up, ain’t I?”

“No, no.” Blaine rushed to say. “Babe,” Blaine put one finger under Kurt’s chin, making the boy look at him. “You aren’t doing anything wrong.”

“Then why-“

“Did I ever tell you the story about my first time?” Blaine asked, interrupting Kurt.

“No.” Kurt tried not to sound jealous. He couldn’t help but to feel jealous whenever Blaine mentioned Douglas, his first boyfriend. Blaine was Kurt’s first. First boyfriend, first kiss, first love and, hopefully, soon to be, first time. And, although Kurt knew Blaine loved him, he did feel a little sad knowing that he would never be any of Blaine’s firsts. Well, Kurt did think about Blaine, perhaps, being his first and only husband, but he wasn’t about to tell the boy that.

“We had been dating for about 4 months or so and I really loved him. So, one day, we were at this party at Wes’ and we were both a little bit drunk, not drunk enough not to be conscious of our actions, but drunk enough to be a little bit happier and less worried about… Well, about, everything. Anyway, somehow we ended up in the guest bedroom and it just happened.” Blaine shrugged. “Now, I won’t say it wasn’t special, because it was, but I just really imagined my first time being more… Romantic. Sure, after that party I had many romantic nights with him, but…” Blaine trailed off.

“So…” Kurt asked, crossing his arms.

“So, the point is that I want this to be special for you. I could do it right now, without thinking twice, but I really want to do something that’ll remember forever. I know that you’ll say that what matters is that you’ll be with me, and I agree with that, but, you deserve more than just, this.” Blaine gestured at the room. “And,” He added as soon as Kurt opened his mouth to complain.   “I mean that in the way of we-had-a-fight-less-than-4-hours-ago and, well, you know.”

“Okay. I kind of agree with you. I’m sorry.” Kurt bit his lower lip. “It’s just that you’ve been so patient and I know how hard it was for you.”

“It’ll be worth it.” Blaine replied, smiling. “So, do you think your dad will be really pissed if I sleep here?”

“Probably.” Kurt said. “But I’ll be even more if you don’t” 

Blaine pouted as Kurt untangled his legs from Blaine’s waist and crawled to the other side of the bed.

Kurt lay, smiling when he felt the mattress shifting underneath him as Blaine got under the covers and moved closer to him. Kurt turned so he was facing Blaine, who was also smiling.

“Hm, I feel tired now.” Kurt said, sighing happily. “All those kisses exhausted me.”

“Do you think you can give me a goodnight kiss?” Blaine asked grinning.

“I can try.” Kurt shrugged, grinning.

Blaine smiled, leaning to kiss Kurt, moving one of his arms to the boy’s waist as their lips moved in a perfect synchrony. Kurt broke the kiss with tiny pecks on Blaine’s lips, smiling.

“Good night.” Kurt said

“Good night, babe.” Blaine replied, smiling when Kurt rest his head on Blaine’s chest, humming happily.

He started stroking Kurt’s hair slowly, feeling the boy’s breathing become more and more relaxed, until he was completely asleep, his chest moving up and down slowly. Blaine smiled happily, asking himself, once again, how in the world he had ended up dating someone like Kurt.

---

“Where are you?” Rachel asked frowning as she eyed her brother, who was laid on the sofa, eating a slice of pizza and watching a football game. She would always wonder how he could be so not gay sometimes.

“I’m going to Lima Bean.” Kurt replied.

“What are you going to do there?” Rachel turned on her heels, making her way upstairs. Something told her that this was something Kurt would rather not share with Blaine.

“Are you alo-“

“Yes.” She paused, closing her bedroom’s door. “So, what are you going to do?”

“I invited Sebastian for coffee.” Kurt said his tone slightly anxious.

“I thought Sebastian liked Blaine.” Rachel said, grinning.

“You’re so funny Rachel.” Kurt said, mockingly. “I invited him to tell him to stay away from Blaine.”

“Finally you’re doing something about this matter.”

“Well, it had to happen, right?”

“Yeah.” Rachel agreed, yawning. “Well, I’m going to take a nap before going to your house, so text me.”

“Will do.” Kurt said. “Have a good nap.”

“Have a good date.” Rachel said, laughing. “See you later.”

“See ya.”

---

Kurt entered on the coffee shop, spotting Sebastian quickly. He walked towards the boy, sitting on the chair in front of him.

“I was surprised to receive your text, Kurt.” Sebastian said in that mocking tone. “Coffee?” He handed Kurt the cup, smirking. “Don’t worry; I didn’t put anything on it.”

 “Ok, I’m going straight to the point.” Kurt took a sip of the coffee, it wasn’t mocha but it was good. “I’m asking you, politely, to stop hitting on Blaine.”

“Afraid I might take him from you?” He raised an eyebrow. “I didn’t take you as the insecure type of boyfriend.”

“Look, Sebastian, you can have any men you want, but Blaine is the love of my life, don’t do this to us.”

“Well, as moving as this was, I’ll have to deny your request. You see,” He leaned, his eyes on Kurt’s. “I want Blaine and I’m not about to give up on him, but, if he’s the love of your life and you’re the love of his life, you have nothing to worry about do you?” Sebastian smirked as he got up, patting Kurt’s shoulder. “Goodbye, Kurt.”

---

It was Sunday night and saying that Kurt was going crazy was underestimating how crazy he was. He hadn’t heard from Blaine ever since he had left on Saturday morning. Sure, he had texted the boy plenty of times, asking where he was, what he was doing and, well, Kurt couldn’t really be blamed, after the conversation he had had with Sebastian he has every right in the world to be paranoid. Blaine had been really vague in his replies, just saying that he was at Dalton studying or with his friends. Kurt was itching to ask if Sebastian was among those friends, but he wasn’t about to start acting all jealous again… Unless he had a reason to, and, to be honest, Blaine wasn’t really giving him any reason. He was just being paranoid, again. He had to find a way to keep Sebastian from planting crazy ideas into his head. He knew he loved Blaine and he knew Blaine loved him. He was with Blaine, not Sebastian. Everything was okay, but just to make sure…

“Rachel Berry’s phone.”

“Rach, it’s me.” Kurt said, turning so he was lying on his back, staring at the ceiling. “How are you?”

“Better than you if you’re calling me at 9 on Sunday.” Rachel said, sounding happy.

“Always polite.” Kurt laughed.

“My best quality.” Rachel replied and Kurt could hear her grin. “Are you okay?”

“Yeah, I was just wondering if you knew where Blaine is.” Kurt knew he’d better go straight to the point, neither him nor Rach would be really happy tomorrow if they didn’t get their 9 hours sleep. 

“I should’ve known that you’d only call me at this time on Sunday to ask about Blaine…” Rachel sighed. “He’s at school Kurt. And, frankly, we both know you know that.”

“I’m just-“Kurt groaned, closing his eyes, getting the feeling that he’d have to stop at the drugstore on the way to school tomorrow to buy some aspirins. “I’ve been paranoid ever since I met Sebastian.”

“Yeah, tell me about it.” Rachel agreed. “Look, if you’re really that crazy why don’t you just go and make him a surprise tomorrow, just so you can go and prove to yourself that there’s nothing to worry about.” She paused. “Since neither I nor my brother can convince you otherwise.”

Kurt blinked slowly, opening a smile. “You’re a genius, Rach.”

“I know.” She said. “Now, do you have something else to say or can I call your brother before I go to bed?”

“I love you.” He said, smiling.

“Everybody does. See you tomorrow, Kurt.”

Kurt hang up, biting his lower lip, grinning. Hopefully tomorrow he’d bury the Sebastian issue.

---

Kurt had barely been able to pay attention to class, he was jumping up and down on his seat, until the bell rang and he just flew out of the door, running towards his car, closing his door at the same time he put the key on the ignition.

He was in Dalton faster than he had imagined. In fact, faster than he was supposed to, if his father ever found out about just how fast he had drove, he’d probably take Kurt’s car until Kurt had enough money to buy his own.

Kurt couldn’t help but smile as he took sight of the familiar hallways; they always brought him a feeling of comfort, of safety. He smiled, waving at the familiar faces that said hi to him while rushing to get to the next class. He walked slowly, knowing that Blaine would probably be in his room taking a nap, eating a snack or studying before the Warblers rehearsal.

He stopped in front of the brown door, with gold letters saying Anderson & Smythe. He knocked on the door, hoping that Blaine wasn’t taking a nap. No sound came from the room, so Kurt knocked a little louder, calling Blaine’s name. And, again, there was no answer, no sound. Frowning Kurt twisted the knob of the door, surprised to find it unlocked. He opened the door, peeking inside the bedroom.

“Bla-“He stopped in the middle of the sentence as he realized that there was no one in the room.

He bit his lower lip, getting inside the room and closing the door behind him. He knew that there was something wrong as soon as he noticed how neat the dorm looked. Both beds were made, a little bit too perfectly. There was no trail of snacks, drinks or whatsoever throughout the room and all the notebooks and books were perfectly aligned in the bookshelf.

“Blaine Anderson, god forbids you if you’ve done what I think you did.” Kurt murmured, walking towards the bathroom.

Kurt walked straight to the bathtub, glancing down and seeing that it was completely dry, so as the sink. And the toothbrushes.  Kurt knew that, no matter what, Blaine always took shower before he headed to class. Blaine hadn’t slept at Dalton and Kurt was pretty sure that, if Blaine hadn’t said anything is because he didn’t want to upset Kurt. And if he didn’t want to upset Kurt, there was only one place he could’ve slept at. And that place was Sebastian’s house.

He shook his head, leaving the dorm, closing the door a bit too strongly. He was almost going back to his car when something made him turn on his heels and head to the room where the Warblers rehearsed. At that night he’d caught himself wishing that he hadn’t went to the room, that he had never seen that, but, at the same time, he’d caught himself thanking that he had went, that he had seen it, because, now, he had an excuse to do exactly what he wanted.

He got inside the room, sighing sadly when he didn’t see anyone. He was about to leave when he heard Sebastian’s voice coming from the hallway.

“C’mon, Blaine admit it.”

 “No.” Blaine said, laughing. And it was that laugh, a laugh that Kurt had only ever heard when Blaine was with someone, that made Kurt ran to the other door, the door that led to the “secret” hallway that Blaine had showed him on his first day at Dalton. “Never.”

Kurt swallowed hard, as he saw Blaine and Sebastian entering the room, both of them wearing their uniforms, though they had backpacks with them.

“Ok, what can possibly be better than that?” Sebastian teased and Kurt couldn’t put into words how desperate he was to know what that that was.

“Uh… A lot of things.” Blaine said, putting his backpack on the floor and sitting on the couch that faced the door that opened to the main hall.

“Like…” Sebastian trailed off, sitting next to Blaine. A little bit too close. Their knees were touching and, while Blaine didn’t seem to care, it took all of Kurt’s willpower not to go punch Sebastian.

“Like… Me.” Blaine finally said, earning a laugh from Sebastian in return.

Kurt wished he was in a better spot so he could actually see Sebastian and Blaine’s face. Blaine was sitting in the left and Sebastian’s head was blocking Kurt’s vision.

“True.” Sebastian agreed. “I doubt there will ever be something better than you.”

“True.” Blaine laughed again.

“So,” Sebastian turned to face Blaine and Kurt grinded his teeth loudly when the boy put his hand on Blaine’s thigh, though he didn’t know what made him angrier, the fact that Sebastian had done such a thing or that Blaine didn’t even care. Probably the latter. “What do you think of doing this next weekend?”

“I’d love to, but I don’t think I can skip another day of class. Maybe when the 2nd term is over, though.” Blaine said. “It was really good.”

“It was.” Sebastian agreed. “So, shall we start practicing?” Blaine must’ve done something because, while Kurt didn’t hear anything, the next moment Sebastian was already speaking again. “Just so Wes doesn’t start bitching about how we never do anything until he orders us so.”

“Great idea.” Blaine got up and, this time, Kurt had to, actually, bit his lower lip hard enough to cut it to keep him from screaming when Blaine extended his hand, intertwining his fingers with Sebastian’s as they walked to the piano.

“This is ridiculous.” Kurt murmured, feeling his blood boil in anger when Sebastian and Blaine sit. It was obvious that the piano bench was made for one person, but no, they both had to sit. It was really ridiculous; Sebastian was almost on Blaine’s lap, for God’s sake.

Blaine’s fingers started moving expertly through the key, and, as soon as the melody filled Kurt’s ears his heart started racing and he, for the first time, was, really, truly jealous of Sebastian. He was the one who should be next to Blaine, while Blaine sang to him. And things only got worse when Blaine started singing.

“When I look into your eyes
It's like watching the night sky
Or a beautiful sunrise
There’s so much they hold”

Kurt tried not to punch the door, or, maybe, himself as Blaine took his eyes out of the piano and met Sebastian’s gaze at the same moment that he started singing.

“And just like them old stars

I see that you've come so far

To be right where you are

How old is your soul?”

Kurt couldn’t believe that he was actually seeing his boyfriend flirting with another guy, but, god, he didn’t think there was any other word to describe what was going on. Blaine was lost in Sebastian’s gaze, just like Kurt would get in Blaine’s and- WAS SEBASTIAN REALLY  REACHING OUT TO TOUCH BLAINE’S FACE?

“I won't give up on us
Even if the skies get rough
I'm giving you all my love
I'm still looking up”

The chorus was, to be honest, breathtaking, their voices were actually nothing but perfect together. The part of Kurt’s brain that wasn’t blind by anger actually made a note to tell the New Directions to prepare a really emotional duet for Regionals.

But then, Blaine stopped playing and, although Kurt couldn’t hear what Sebastian was saying, it wasn’t good, he knew that. Sebastian kept his hand on Blaine’s cheek, and placed the other on Blaine’s thigh and he actually leaning and, somehow, he knew that he had to use that at his advantage, because there was no way that he’d let Blaine get away this time. Taking a deep breath he walked inside the room.

“Blaine? “Kurt’s heart was beating so fast he could barely hear anything. He knew what he had to do. And he was going to do it. Perfectly. “I can’t believe it.” Kurt whispered, smiling inside when he actually felt the tears welling in his eyes.

Blaine went 100 shades paler, his eyes wide, his mouth hanging open in an o. Even Sebastian seemed surprised, Kurt was rather thankful that he had had the decency to jerk away from the bench as soon as Kurt spoke.

“Kur-Kurt, it’s not what you’re thinking.” Blaine stuttered, getting up.

“I think it’s exactly what I’m thinking.” Kurt said, hurt, feeling the first tear rolling through his face. “Congratulations, Sebastian, you got what you wanted.” Kurt said before turning on his heels and running out of the run, wiping the tears furiously. He heard Blaine yell his name but it only made him run faster. In order for this to work, he had to done exactly what he’d have done if he had walked in on that scene. And, a part of Kurt, told him that he’d become quite an expert on the game of pretending.