He is livid. He can’t even look at Kurt.

Kurt remains silent through the entire ordeal. Adam pays for the meal and before Kurt can say anything, he grabs his coat and he walks out the restaurant.

"Adam, wait!"

Adam keeps walking to the nearest subway station. He goes home with Kurt trailing behind him. They don’t sit next to each other on the train. They don’t walk back to their apartment hand in hand. They ignore each other through the entire trip.

Adam's head feels heavy and empty.

Once they're inside, the tension is palatable. Adam is the first one to speak.

"You're breaking up with me during our anniversary dinner?" he says, incredulously.

Kurt at least has the decency to look devastated. He's on the brink of tears. Adam can’t see his own reflection but he is pretty sure his face matches Kurt.

"You're breaking up with me during our anniversary dinner!" Adam says again, louder this time.

"I'm so sorry," Kurt sobs out.

"You're fucking sorry? What the hell did Blaine say to you a week ago?" Adam yells. He's never hated Blaine, despite everything, but that is over now.

Kurt shakes his head. "This isn’t about Blaine-"

"Of course this is about Blaine! Kurt, from all the moments, you pick our anniversary dinner? How fucking cold are you?"

“Adam, please…”

Adam’s crying. He’s crying from shock and sadness, but also from anger. How dare Kurt break up with him like this? What the fuck did Blaine do to him?

“Did you- did you cheat on me?” Adam yells out. His voice shakes. Is that why he couldn’t kiss Adam goodnight a while ago? “Kurt, did you fucking cheat on me?”

God, he hates Blaine. For the first time in two years, Adam feels like he truly hates Blaine. That damn Blaine must’ve done something that made Kurt cheat on Adam.

“NO!” Kurt yells back, “I’d never. I know we always joke about my glee club being super incestuous, but Adam, please believe me!”

The look on Kurt’s face shakes Adam to the core. He wants to believe him, truly, but he has no reason to.

“You didn’t? But something must have happened! Something’s happened between the two of you.”

“Adam-”

“Tell me!” Adam roars out. In his anger, he grabs a coffee mug from the table and he smashes it on the ground, which makes Kurt jump in shock.

Adam looks at the cup as if it’s an alien object. Adam, throwing things? He’s been angry and fed up before, but he’s never destroyed stuff before. His hand is shaking and Adam looks at it as if he’s never seen it before.  

“Adam, please look at me,” he hears Kurt plead, so Adam does. Kurt is crying. “I’d never cheat on you, but that’s why I have to break up with you. Because- Because I almost did. I almost kissed him, because I wanted to!”

Adam looks at Kurt, who’s crying hard while admitting that he’s almost cheated. He ‘almost’ is indeed a relief, but they can’t deny it anymore: Kurt’s in love with Blaine.

Adam hates Blaine.

“I’m not breaking up with you because of Blaine, but because I can’t keep doing this to you.”

“Bullshit, you don’t get to decide what I want,” Adam says harshly, “And I want you. I love you.”

“But- But I don’t want you,” Kurt says and he cries harder.

Adam has to sit down. Kurt… he no longer wants him. He falls down on their couch.

“I am so sorry, but I fell out of love with you. I never wanted it to happen, but the heart wants what it wants. We’re probably better off as friends.”

Kurt tries to move closer to the couch, but Adam shakes his head.

“S-Stay away from me.”

Kurt looks absolutely heartbroken, but he has no right to be, since he’s the one who just broke Adam’s heart into million pieces.

“Adam, please, I never meant for any of this to happen,” Kurt cries out, “Believe me. I love you, but I love Blaine more and during the dinner, I realised that I can’t do this.”

“Our anniversary dinner, Kurt,” Adam points out again, “Our fucking anniversary dinner.”

Kurt nods and he looks deeply ashamed. “I know, I know, it’s a huge dick move, but we were supposed to be celebrating, but I couldn’t. I couldn’t even pretend to be happy. I’ve tried so hard since the almost kiss. I’ve tried to convince myself that I can choose you over him, but during the dinner I realised I can’t. So, I’m breaking up with you-”

“For Blaine!” Adam yells out, “For that fucking new guy.”

“No, for you. Like I said, I can’t do this to you,” Kurt says and he gestures towards Adam, “Adam, look at yourself. I did this to you! How could I do this to you? I’m doing this for you!”

Adam snaps: "No, you know what, Kurt? You're a fucking coward! You’ve been in love with Blaine for ages. Get over it!”"

Kurt lets out a loud gasp.

"You knew?" he asks. His eyes are red and puffy. Kurt looks baffled.

Adam laughs bitterly. He stands up again and he yells: “Damn right I fucking knew. But I am not a pathetic piece of shit who won’t even fucking fight for his relationship.”

For the first time since coming home, Kurt looks like someone’s hit him in the face. There are no fresh round of tears. He just looks shocked.

“What- No- I-”

“Yes you are!” Adam yells in Kurt’s face, “That is what you are, Kurt, a coward!”

Kurt takes a step back. Adam tries to calm himself down, but he can’t. He’s so angry. Why can’t Kurt keep on trying?

And Kurt’s face changes. Now, he looks angry as well.

“Well, if I’m a fucking coward for doing something I want, then you’re an even bigger fucking coward for denying what is right in front of you!”

“I didn’t deny anything! I tried to fix us! That’s something you clearly don’t wanna do or try!”

“Did you not listen to me? I’ve tried, Adam, I’ve fucking tried!” Kurt yells back in an angry voice, “For two years I have denied it and when I realised I tried to fix it. But I fucking can’t. There’s nothing to be fixed.”

“There’s always something to be fixed!” Adam roars out, “You’re just too pathetic to try.”

Kurt takes another step back. He looks disgusted and he shakes his head. “You know what, Adam? Screw you. If this is how you act when I try to do something for myself, then I don’t want to be with you at all. Blaine be damned! You are the reason I can’t do this.”

“Don’t put the blame on me!” Adam says angrily, “You’re the one giving up on us! Fuck you, Kurt. Fuck you!”

“If you truly loved me, you’d let me go.”

Adam wants to yell out a retort, but his mind catches up in time. Adam does truly love Kurt. He really does, that’s why he can’t let Kurt do this.

But Kurt’s words have struck a chord.

Kurt takes in Adam’s silence.

“Alright then. Fuck you too, Adam. To fucking hell with you! I’m out!”

And without another word, Kurt turns on his heels and he walks away.

“Kurt, wait!”

“Fuck you, Adam!” Kurt yells, “I don’t ever wanna see you again!”

Kurt slams the door and Adam is all alone. Within only a few minutes, everything’s changed.

Once it is clear that Kurt is really gone, it all sinks in.

They've broken up.

Adam is sitting in the living room, all alone. The shards of the broken mug are lying next to him. Adam’s heart breaks all over again when he sees what he’s thrown to the ground. He didn’t realise when looking at it earlier, since it was all foggy in his head.

It was the mug that Kurt gave him on their first anniversary. It was a mug with a photo of the two of them in the form of a heart. Now, there is a literal break between the side with his face and the side with Kurt's face.

Adam laughs humourlessly when he sees it.

But his laughter turns into tears and Adam grabs a pillow from the couch to bury his face in, and the he cries.

He knew that this was inevitable. Still, he wishes that Kurt hadn't done it on their anniversary of all dates, but the break up was inevitable. Adam didn't try to delay it. He tried to stop it from happening all together, but as Kurt said, the heart wants what it wants.

There is no denying that Kurt wasn't fair on him, but now that he is all alone with his thoughts, Adam wonders if he was always fair to Kurt.

He knew that Kurt was in love with Blaine. He sat beside him while it was happening. Adam watched and he did nothing.

Because doing something meant letting Kurt go.

Adam didn’t want to let go, even though it’s pretty clear that Kurt and Blaine were meant to be. Kurt claimed that he was breaking up for Adam’s sake, and maybe in some way, Kurt was right.

A new feeling replaces the overwhelming sadness: guilt.

Adam tries not to feel like he's the bad guy. After all, Kurt just dumped him in the worst way possible. At this point, Adam preferred a break up through text. But oh God, Adam yelled some awful things to him. Adam called him a selfish coward. Adam said that he was a pathetic piece of shit who didn’t even want to fight for Adam.

And in return, Kurt said things that he probably regrets as well.

He is tired. It is only nine pm, but he is tired. All these emotions have exhausted him to the core. He gets up and walks straight to the bedroom. Luckily, he is wearing shoes, so he has no problem walking on the ceramic shards.

Fully clothed, he falls face down on the bed and he cries more. He wants Kurt to come back. He needs Kurt to come back. He needs Kurt. He loves him.

If you truly loved me, you’d let me go.

Adam cries harder. That sentence is lingering in his mind. Kurt was right, though. Adam’s so in love with Kurt, but the moment it became clear that it was ending, he started seeing Kurt as something that belonged to him.

Adam’s always said that he’s ‘not that guy’, or whatever that means, but he is. He’s become what he’s always feared becoming.

He cries until he eventually falls asleep.

When Adam wakes up, he feels terrible. His clothes and hair are ruffled. He has an awful breath since he didn’t brush his teeth. He catches his reflection in the window and he sees that his eyes are swollen.

But he can live with all of that. The most terrible feeling is the realisation that Kurt is totally alone. The other side of the bed was cold and empty throughout the night.

Adam looks around and he tries not to cry when he sees all of Kurt's stuff. He left yesterday without taking anything, so a book is still on his nightstand, with the bookmark poking out. A half-full glass of water is on the dresser. His clothes are draped on the chair.

This life that Kurt has built with Adam, in this apartment, has abruptly ended and seeing all of these things makes it clear.

He walks throughout their – no, his – apartment and he tries not to cry at the sight of the mundane things. The shards are still on the floor and in Adam’s fervour, he’s stepped on them. As a result, his face is broken. He picks up the big shards, including the one with Kurt’s face, and he feels bad to put it in the trash. It feels like putting the actual Kurt in the trash, which is ridiculous, but Adam’s emotions are all over the place.

He doesn’t eat breakfast. He needs to get out of the house. All the reminders of Kurt are suffocating him. He runs back to the bedroom to grab his phone to text Tessa and Joey, two friends from college. But then Adam sees that he’s gotten a text from Wes about an article from Business Insider, and his stomach drops.

So many parts of his life are tied to Kurt’s group of friends, since they have all become his friends too. He’s spent more time with them than with his friends from college, which is why only two remain. Adam shakes his head and he deletes the entire conversation between him and Wes.

He sends Joey and Tessa a message in their groupchat. Ten minutes later, Adam’s changed clothes and he is out of the door.

The distraction offered by Joey and Tessa is only temporary. Once he’s back in the apartment, he sits in the living room and he cries again. God, he loves Kurt. He loves Kurt so much, and Kurt just left him like that.

Adam hopes that he’ll come back. After all, he has to come back to pick up his stuff. Maybe Adam can talk to him. Maybe they can still try to make it work. Kurt’s been in love with Blaine for a long time, yet they were still together.

Adam now knows that those are lies that he is telling himself to stop him from crying even harder, but lies are nice to believe in.

He forces himself to get off the couch, but the sadness seems to push him back. He keeps imagining that Kurt comes back home and then they’ll talk it out and all will be fine.

This feels like a big joke. Adam laughs humourlessly. The sounds echoes, since the apartment is empty, and Adam feels another fresh round of tears coming. Who is he kidding? Kurt is not coming back apart from that one time to pick up his stuff.

Adam once again takes in how empty the apartment is without Kurt’s presence. This is it. This is how it ends.

Two days later, Kitty shows up on his doorstep to collect Kurt’s stuff.

BLAINE

New York is lonely without Kurt.

Contrary to one might think, Blaine’s actually met a lot of people and he hangs out with people other than Kurt and his group of friends, but he and Wes were so happily welcomed and immersed in that group of friends, so it’s lonely without them. Their friends from Dalton visited a couple of times in the past few weeks, but it was weird to not introduce them to Kurt and the others.

Blaine has no idea how much the others know, but they all seem to keep their distance from Blaine. In a way, it sucks, but he also appreciates it. They all understand that he needs to be left alone by Kurt, so in extent also by his friends. Apart from the occasional mundane text messages, he barely talks to them.

Even now, Blaine has to fight the urge to text or call Kurt.

Wes has also noticed the change in atmosphere, but despite that, he and Adam kept texting each other. One day, over a week since the argument in the coffee shop, that also comes to an abrupt end.

“He hasn’t replied to anything in three days,” Wes says, “Not even on the article about the importance of the #MeToo discussion in Broadway.”

“Maybe something’s happened,” Blaine wonders.

Wes pouts.

“Maybe.”

The day after, Blaine’s heart jumps a beat when he sees that Kurt’s texted him, but once the initial reaction wears off, Blaine feels confused. Kurt’s kept his distance per request, so why is he reaching out now.?

Blaine’s finger hovers over the notification, but then he swipes down to extend the notification to read what Kurt’s written. It’s a big message, so Blaine has to click on it in order to read all of it. When he sees what’s in the message, Blaine sinks down to the ground.

> Hi Blaine, it’s me. I just want you to know that Adam and I have broken up. I know it won’t take long before the news reaches you, but I want you to hear it from me. I know you said that you needed space to think everything through, so you don’t have to reply if you don’t want to, but this is of course a big thing. I don’t know what will happen next for me and between us, but I want to make it clear that you didn’t break us apart. Adam and I have grown apart in the past two years, and sure, it is because of your arrival in the city, but the decision to end it was mostly because I realised that Adam and I weren’t working out. I didn’t break up with Adam for you and I am also not ready to immediately date again. I won’t reach out to you, since I know you don’t want me to do that, but if you want to talk to me again, even as just a friend, then you’ll be able to temporarily find me at Kitty and Roderick’s place. Bye.

Blaine is kneeling on the ground, holding the phone as if it has all the answers of the universe, and he has to read the message three more times for it to fully sink in.

Kurt is in love with him, but he chose Adam. Now, he has reversed that choice.

What does this all mean?

The door to Wes’s bedroom opens and when Wes sees Blaine kneeling on the ground, he has an amused look on his face. “Don’t tell me you’re praying.”

“Kurt and Adam broke up.”

Wes’s eyes widen. “Oh, shit.”

Blaine holds out his phone. Wes takes it so that he can read the entire message. When he looks back to Blaine, he also seems loss for words.

“Wes, what the hell do I do with this?”

Wes shakes his head. “Tea first. Yup, I’m going to put on the kettle. We are going to need a strong cup of tea for this.”

“I prefer coffee.”

“Tea it is,” Wes says and he practically runs towards the kitchen. Blaine gets back up and he follows Wes. He puts his phone on the kitchen counter and he watches Wes rummage through the cupboards for some tea leaves.

“I still love him,” Blaine tells Wes.

“Obviously,” Wes says while he puts the leaves in the infuser in their tea pot, “I’d be very surprised if you weren’t. But Kurt said so himself, he’s probably not going to immediately date you. That, and you need to decide if you still want that.”

“Of course, I want that!” Blaine exclaims, “I’ve wanted that since the moment I laid eyes on him.”

Wes lets out a deep sigh.

“What?” Blaine crosses his arms and he leans against their kitchen counters, “You can tell me. You’ve always been direct.”

“It’s just- he’s really hurt you,” Wes says, “Grab two mugs for me, will you?”

Blaine grabs his favourite Superhero mug for him and one with a gavel for Wes.

Meanwhile, Wes continues: “I know it’s not like Sebastian or anything. In fact, I think Kurt’s done nothing terribly wrong. He didn’t cheat on you or anything. You guys never dated and you didn’t owe each other shit. All the stuff that’s happened is just an cumulation of unfortunate and confusing events, but still it sucked for you and I know you’re too forgiving. You were really angry and sad, and you had the right to be. He should be begging for your forgiveness, in my honest opinion.”

“Well, he didn’t intent to hurt me,” Blaine says and Wes gives me a look.

“What did I just say? God, Blaine, don’t make me say it.”

“Say what?”

“Like you mentioned before, neither did Sebastian,” Wes says, “And yet, I won’t be surprised if you ever forgive him for all the shit that he’s done to you, because that’s who you are. You let people shit on you and walk over you all the damn time, and you internalise that pain, and then you forgive them too easily for it.”

“Well, good thing we’ll probably never see him again.”

“And you’re not denying it.”

“I don’t know,” Blaine says and he accepts the mug of tea, “But you’re right. I can’t rule it out. But this is still different from Sebastian.”

“Obviously, but what I’m trying to say is that I don’t want Kurt to walk over you and your feelings, even when it’s unintentional,” Wes says, “Because I am so proud of you for what you said at the engagement party and at the coffee shop. You really surprised me there, which is on me, I should’ve given you more credit. But keep it up.”

“But what if I’ve already forgiven him.”

Wes’s mug stalls at his lips and he looks over to Blaine. His glasses have fogged up due to the hot tea, but even through the steam, Blaine knows that Wes is giving him a slightly judgemental stare.

Blaine nods to confirm it.

“Yeah, I’m not angry anymore.”

“Okay. I can’t tell you how to feel. If that is how you feel, then that’s how you feel.”

Still, the judgement is there. Blaine’s not angry at Wes for that, since he understands that it comes from a place of worry, and he also knows why Blaine has given Wes reasons to think so. His therapist said it too: Blaine’s too kind. It’s a good thing, but it happens to backfire a lot.

But this is different. Blaine was very angry and sad, but this time he had time to sift through those emotions and to process them. He didn’t get that chance with Sebastian since the move to Columbus and the busy student life got in the way and they made it all worse. And even though Wes is right about Blaine letting things happen to him too easily, he also wants to move on from things. And sometimes, the best way to move on is to forgive. People might not agree on it, but it works for Blaine.

He’s spent this past month thinking about everything that happened and Blaine’s tried to put himself in Kurt’s position. It truly sucked that Kurt chose Adam, but Blaine knows what it’s like to have your life uprooted and how it can end badly. He has years of therapy to show for it. So he somehow understands why Kurt decided to prioritise comfort and familiarity over his feelings for Blaine.

It still sucked, though.

Blaine tells Wes all of that and Wes looks like he’s starting to understand it too.

“I hadn’t thought of that,” Wes admits.

“I know,” Blaine says back. Even though Wes was there during the darkest years, he’s never lived them. “And who knows? Maybe this will not mess Kurt up as much as he anticipated. Not all change is bad and I had to learn that too. I mean, we’re in New York!”

“A big change!” Wes agrees, “I have a full-time job!”

“Exactly! But we’re doing exceptionally well. And maybe Kurt will bounce back quickly, but I can’t blame him for being too afraid to risk it.”

“But he’s risked it. They’ve broken up. The text makes it very clear that he is the one who ended it,” Wes points out.

Blaine hums in agreement.

“So, what now?”

“Dude, I asked you that exact same question,” Blaine deadpans and it makes Wes snort in his tea.

“Hmmm, yeah, I think it’s best to wait. He’s probably a mess.”

“Yeah,” Blaine says, but he has an idea. He takes his phone from the kitchen counter.

> Thank you for telling me. I hope you’re well.

Kurt texts back, but things don’t go back to the way they were. Too much has happened. Even though Blaine’s forgiven Kurt, he was genuinely angry and that doesn’t happen often. They need to talk about that when they see each other face to face again. They text, but they never discuss the break-up.

But Blaine doesn't want to talk about it.

According to Kitty’s occasional texts, Kurt is holding up, so Blaine at least knows that.

When they first see each other again, it’s unexpected and kind of ironic. They meet in front of the theatre that plays The Mink Coat.

Rachel has already left the show to continue working on Jane Austen Sings, so her name is no longer on the marquee, but apart from that, Blaine has a strange feeling of déjà vu when he spots Kurt standing in front of the theatre.

Blaine slowly approaches him. Kurt doesn’t see him coming, since he’s checking something on his phone, but when Blaine calls out his name, Kurt’s head jerks towards Blaine.

“Blaine?”

Blaine smiles carefully.

“Are you going to see Mink Coat?”

Kurt looks up, and he only now realises that he’s standing in front of this theatre. “Oh. No, I’d never betray Rachel like that.”

“Ah, yeah, I read about Jane Austen Sings getting a Broadway adaption on Broadway.com and I sent her a text about it,” Blaine says casually, “I also read some rumours about a Broadway adaption of The Street?”

Blaine is looking at Kurt expectantly. He’s just trying to break the ice. It’s not overly awkward, but it’s tense.

“Still rumours, unfortunately,” Kurt says, “But my contract is wrapping up.”

“Oh, really?” Blaine didn’t know that. Kurt’s poured his heart and soul in The Street, but it makes sense. “What’s next for you?”

“My agent arranged an audition for another Off-Broadway show, so, that.”

“Ah.”

Kurt still looks uneasy and he says: “Blaine, what are we doing?”

Blaine plays dumb. “What? We’re two friends catching up.”

“We both know it’s not so simple. We can’t go back to the way it used to be.”

“Sure, but we’re still friends. And, like, see this as a new start. A fresh start,” Blaine says, “After all, I still want to be friends.”

“… I just broke up with Adam.”

“I know.”

“I hurt you,” Kurt points out.

“Yeah, you did.”

“You should be angry at me.”

Blaine shrugs. “I’d rather move on.”

“I should be begging for forgiveness.”

“You sound like Wes.”

“Well, Wes has the right idea.”

Blaine tilts his head in confusion. “Do you want me to be angry at you?”

“Of course not!” Kurt shakes his head, “But maybe you should.”

“No,” Blaine says with a tone that makes clear that his decision is final.

“No?”

“No,” Blaine says again, and before Kurt has to chance to argue, he continues: “No, I will not. Sure, I was angry, but I’ve had time to sort it out and I’m no longer angry. I don’t want to be. And you and Wes can disagree and you two can think that I am just a naïve guy who lets himself be used too easily, and sure, it’s partially true, but I know how I feel and how I want to feel. And I don’t want to carry this anger around if it’s no longer needed. I was angry. I took my time. Now, I’m fine. So, how are you?”

“But what if I’m not done with it yet?” Kurt asks, “I still have the guilt, and you saying ‘it’s fine’ is not gonna make it disappear.”

“Why do you wanna talk about this?” Blaine asks, “Why can’t you just let things be?”

“My break-up with Adam and all the crap that followed is the result of what happens if you just ‘let things be’, Blaine. Even when you’re no longer angry, we need to talk about what happened. We need to talk about us. I don’t like this any more than you do, but how can we be friends, or more, with this hanging over us all the time?”

Kurt’s right. Blaine knows that Kurt’s right. Even though he’s genuinely no longer angry, Blaine cannot deny that this is far from over.

He wishes he could run away from it all. After all, that’s what he always does.

“I don’t want to,” Blaine admits. He can already hear his therapist voice’s in his head saying ‘Step one: admit the problem’.

He knows that this has to be done.

“Let’s have lunch,” Kurt suddenly says, which takes Blaine by surprise.

“What?”

“Let’s have lunch. Let’s have some fun. We can’t have this conversation in the middle of Broadway with New Yorkers scoffing at us for standing in the middle of the sidewalk,” Kurt points out, “Let’s go somewhere for lunch, loosen up, and then we can go and talk somewhere else.”

“… Alright,” Blaine says. That actually sounds like a great idea. “Lead the way.”

When Blaine opens the front door of his apartment, he and Kurt are in the middle of a conversation about upcoming Broadway shows. Lunch was fun, as planned, and it helped dissolve the earlier tension, but now they’ve come to Blaine’s place to talk.

Wes is at work.

Or at least, that was what they thought.

Wes is standing in the kitchen with a cup of tea and when Kurt and Wes see each other, the laughter and the conversation die out. Wes is great at holding grudges, so this will not be an exception.

“Wes, I thought you were at work.”

“Yeah,” Wes says, eyes still on Kurt, who seems to squirm under Wes’s stern stare.

Blaine lookes over his shoulder at Kurt and he gives him a reassuring smile. Then, he turns back to Wes to tell him that they’re going to talk.

“Right,” Wes says shortly.

Blaine knows that Wes has something to say as well, and he realises he can give Wes that. Wes has never gotten closure on the Sebastian thing and he never will, but all of this is so much different from that situation.

“Anyway, I need to, uh, go to my room real quick,” Blaine says, “I need to change my socks?”

Both Wes and Kurt look at him as if he’s lost his mind, and it’s the worst improv ever, but Blaine practically runs to his room, so that Wes and Kurt can talk. In his room, Blaine decides to at least act like he was serious, so he changes his socks. He then puts on music, so that he can’t eavesdrop.

After a surprisingly small amount of time, the door opens. Wes doesn’t seem angry. In fact, he looks very happy.

Blaine takes out an earbud. “Done?”

“He’s gotten my stamp of approval, Blaine.”

Blaine lets out a long whistle. “That’s big! That’s a first.”

“Hopefully the last,” Wes says, and Blaine must’ve looked really confused, since Wes adds: “He’s a keeper, Blaine. You two aren’t there yet, but when the time is right, fight for him.”

“I- wow,” Blaine is speechless. Wes is extremely picky and stubborn, but now he’s telling Blaine to go for it. Blaine never needed Wes’s approval on anything, but having it still feels special.

He follows Wes back to their living room. Once there, Wes announces that he’s also going to change his socks in his room, which causes the others to laugh.

“The water is still hot,” Wes says before leaving, “Tea! Drink tea!”

Then, he slams the door of his room shut. Kurt and Blaine are left alone. The relaxed atmosphere from lunch still lingers, but it’s changing. It’s time to talk.