I couldn't have expected anything more out of a first date. I was falling more and more in love with Humm-Kurt, every time I was near him and even though I knew that it was a huge mistake, I just couldn't get enough. Seeing him no longer afraid, just free, and open, made me happy and feel something that I can't put to words.

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The next day at school, as strange as it sounded, I couldn't wait for Glee but even more, I couldn't wait to be alone with Kurt in detention.

When the bell rang and I made my way into the choir room, I felt Kurt's eyes on me the second that I walked through the doorway. I briefly considered sitting in the back corner that I normally chose to reside in but today, today I felt like a change of pace. I took a seat next to Kurt, much to his surprise.

"Hey Kurt."

"Kurt? Blaine, I think that is the first time you have called me anything other than Hummel or a derogatory name."

"What? Do you want me to go back to calling you Hummel?"

"Well, it was kinda hot."

"Well in that case..." I knew that things were getting too flirty in public, I was being too open, unguarded, and that was the quickest way to getting called out, found out, scrutinized.

"Blaine...are you okay?" I felt Kurt put his hand on my shoulder and I was quick to shrug it off.

"Can you not." I said, harsher than I intended too.

"Sorry, Mr. Snappypants. I didn't think I was doing anything wrong."

Kurt was obviously taken back and there was nothing I could do at that point to apologize or explain myself because at that moment Mr. Schue came into the room and had us line up in our order for our Sectionals number, meaning that Kurt and I were positioned on opposite sides of the room.

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When the bell had finally rung, allowing us to all be relieved from dancing monotonous dance routines that Mr. Schue thought were "funky" and "hip", I made my way to the outside of the door, allowing myself to watch for Kurt.

"Hummel!" I said, seeing him leaving the room.

"What?" Okay, pissed Kurt, how do we handle this?

"I...what happened in there. I didn't mean to-"

"You don't mean to do a lot of things Blaine, I mean, did you even mean to kiss me in the car yesterday?"

"Hummel, keep your voice down okay? I meant everything that happened yesterday. I sat with you in Glee for a reason. I want to be near you but when we are in school, we aren't together. We are Kurt and Blaine not KurtandBlaine the couple. Remember, you are still the only one that knows, that can know."

"I get it, I do. It's just going to be hard adjusting. I have never had a boyfriend before and-"

"I'm not your boyfriend. I don't do relationships. We talked about this."

"I just thought-"

"Well stop. I'm not your boyfriend. You aren't mine."

"So what Blaine? I'm your little fuck buddy? Hit it then quit it right? That's the motto I guess."

"Being fuck buddies would require actual fucking not just steamy makeouts in the back of a car."

Kurt turned and began angrily marching away.

"Kurt! That was a joke!" I knew I had royally fucked up this time. But it's true. We aren't in a relationship. I want to be. He can't know that. He would jump on it. After what happned in the choir room, the touching and flirting, that can't happen. If he knew we were actually officially dating, that would be a hundred times worse and that is just something that I can't risk. But, I can't risk losing him either. As much as I hate admitting it, I need him, more that he really knows.

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I found him sitting in the detention room, face in his copy of Romeo and Juliet that we hadn't even started on, well, that I hadn't even started on.

I sat down next to him. No teacher was in the room.

"Where is the teacher?"

"Out."

"I got that, thanks Hummel."

"That was only hot when I thought it was our thing."

"Having a thing would entail that we are-"

"Boyfriends, which we aren't, I know. You made that perfectly clear."

He put his book down, highlighting a few words and making a comment.

"Here." He handed me the book, "Just copy my annotations. I'll write the paper and answer the questions tonight."

"I don't want you to do it on your own."

"Well, I want to."

"I'm not copying your answers."

"Why do you always have to be so fucking difficult?"

"Because I am feeling things for you."

"Please, elaborate." He thought I was bullshitting him. I could see it in his face.

"I, if I could, I would be begging to be your boyfried." Shit. Now you've done it, Anderson.

"Really?"

"Y-yeah."

"I can't keep playing these games Blaine. I can't have everythign seem perfect one day and the next it is as if nothing ever happened."

"I need you to do that, Kurt. For me."

"Don't you care what I need?"

"You aren't going to be beaten senseless if anything comes out."

"Why can't we be boyfriends? Just not in school?"

"What is it with you and labelling this?"

"I've never had a boyfriend."

"Neither have I."

"That isn't that hard to believe, Blaine."

"I want you to have everything you could want in a guy. Someone that will love you and cherish you. Someone that won't be afriad. Someone that can be everything."

"Why can't you be that someone?"

"I'm damaged. I'm unpredicatable. I'm not perfect. I'm not even sure I'm capable of love, but if I was, I'm pretty sure I would be in lo-"

"You would be what?"

"Nothing. Forget it Kurt."

He leaned over and brought our lips together in a kiss and before I knew what I was saying, it came out. "I think I would be in love with you.