Kurt wasn't sure why he was pushing so much, it was more than obvious that they'd say yes, they always said yes.

And just like Kurt said they would, their parents said yes, Carole mentioning that it was always nice to see Rachel.

Though Finn would probably be annoyed if Kurt stole Rachel from him, he fully planned to the moment she walked through the door.

He needed to talk to her. This whole... falling in love with Blaine thing was driving him nuts in a way that only some serious girl talk could fix.

He had tried all week to talk to Finn, to warn him that he was going to steal his girlfriend for part of the night to talk to her, but Finn would always make up some weird excuse about why he couldn't talk before he could even get the words out.

First it was that he had homework to do, which made no sense because they were on summer break.

Then it was that he had forgotten something at Burt's tire shop and had to go get it... but then he ran into his bedroom and hid there for the rest of the night.

Every time Kurt tried to talk to Finn, he got some kind of lame excuse like that.

What the hell was going on?

Finally, on the night that Rachel was suppose to come over, he managed to corner his brother.

"What is up with you?"

"What do you mean?"

"You've been avoiding me all week."

"Have I?"

"Yes, you have... why?"

"Why what?"

"Why are you avoiding me?"

"I'm not."

"Then what's with all the lame excuses?"

"What lame excuses?"

"Like saying you had to finish your homework when we're on summer vacation."

"Oh, those lame excuses."

"Yeah... now talk." Finn sighed, causing Kurt to cross his arms over his chest. "Finn..."

"I can't tell you."

"Why not?"

"I promised Blaine."

Kurt's brow furrowed in confusion.

"Blaine?"

That's when it hit him.

Blaine told Finn what Kurt had to do to keep him human.

And Finn was afraid that if he spent too much time with Kurt, he'd slip up and blab after promising to keep his mouth shut.

"He told you..."

"Wait, you know?"

"All I know is that he said I had to do something, but that he wasn't allowed to tell me what it was... although he is allowed to tell everyone else on the planet." he mumbled bitterly.

"You'd understand why you're not allowed to know if you knew what it was."

"But I don't! I can't believe he told you."

"He said it was driving him nuts not being able to tell you and that he had to tell somebody or he'd go crazy."

"How did he even do that? He can't talk!"

"You've been teaching him how to write, remember?"

"You mean it's on a piece of paper somewhere?" Kurt said, instantly looking at Finn's trash can.

"Are you crazy? You think I'd leave something like that lying around? I made sure he wrote it in pencil so I could erase it, then to be on the safe side I scribbled over it, tore the paper up, and threw it away last time I was at the tire shop."

"Wow... you really didn't want me to read it."

"Not just you, what if Burt or my mom found it? They would've figured out Blaine's merman secret, or at least... figured out he wasn't really human."

"Good point... I guess you did the right thing. It's just so frustrating."

"You have to stop over thinking it."

Kurt opened his mouth to speak, but he was cut off.

"Kurt, can you come downstairs and help me with this?"

He sighed and looked back at Finn.

"You'll figure it out, dude. Don't stress so much."

Kurt nodded before starting down the stairs.

"Sure thing, Carole, I'm on my way!"

Kurt made his way into the kitchen, Carole leaving to answer the phone just as Blaine entered.

"Hey Blaine, you excited to see Rachel again?"

Blaine smiled and nodded.

"Can you do me a favor and hand me that bowl, please?" Kurt asked, not even looking at Blaine as he focused on setting the table.

He didn't look over until he heard the bowl fall to the floor, making a loud crashing sound as it broke.

Kurt whipped his head around to look at Blaine, who was holding his left hand and looking more shocked and confused than Kurt had ever seen him.

"Blaine? Blaine, what happened?" He asked, panicking slightly.

Blaine simply pointed to the stove as Kurt rushed over to him.

"Did you burn your hand? Let me see." Kurt said calmly, trying not to freak Blaine out.

Being burned was something Blaine had never experienced before, growing up under water.

No wonder he looked so confused. He probably had no idea what that feeling was or what caused it.

"You can't touch that Blaine, it's hot..." He said softly, gently pulling Blaine over to the sink so he could run his hand under the cold water.

The shock and confusion slowly started to leave Blaine's face as his eyes started to fill with tears.

"No, no, no! Don't do that! Oh, Blaine, please don't cry. I know it hurts but it's not that bad, you're going to be fine!" He said quickly.

He hated seeing Blaine upset or in pain. When Blaine was sad, it made Kurt's heart hurt.

"I'm so sorry, Blaine... I shouldn't have asked you to grab that bowl when it was so close to the hot stove. It's all my fault, I'm sorry!" He said, pulling Blaine into a hug.

"You're going to be fine though, you didn't burn yourself that badly, you're okay."

He ran his hand through Blaine's hair a couple times in an attempt to calm him down. He felt so guilty. He didn't know what to do.

"What happened? I heard something break." Carole said as she returned to the kitchen, the phone still in her hand.

"Blaine burned himself."

"Oh, sweetheart, are you okay?"

Blaine buried his face in Kurt's shoulder and nodded.

"I think it kind of freaked him out, he wasn't exactly expecting it..."

"You take care of Blaine, I'll finish dinner."

"You sure?"

"Of course... I think there's a first aid kit in the upstairs bathroom."

"Okay, thanks. Come on, Blaine." Kurt said, leading him up the stairs just as the door bell rang.

Finn rushed past Kurt and Blaine on the stairs to answer it.

The five of them spent the entire dinner listening to Rachel go on about the songs she'd been working on lately, and what musicals she thought the school should consider doing this year. Barely anyone else got a word in, though Kurt was more focused on Blaine anyway. He didn't really feel like talking right now.

He had Blaine run his hand under the cold water in the upstairs bathroom for about fifteen minutes before finally wrapping his hand in gauze.

He felt so bad about what happened.

But at the same time, confused.

Because now Blaine looked like he was feeling guilty.

Why on Earth would Blaine feel guilty? Why did he have that look on his face?

When Blaine looked confused and shocked? Sure, that made sense. When he looked pained and was crying? That made sense too.

But there was no reason for Blaine to feel guilty... so why did he look it?

When dinner was finished and Carole and Burt went to do the dishes, Blaine stood up and bit his lip.

"Do you need something, Blaine?" Carole asked when she noticed he was still standing there.

He just looked at the garbage can that was filled with broken pieces of the bowl he'd dropped, a sad look on his face.

"Oh, honey, don't feel bad about that, it was just an accident." She said with a small smile.

Well that explained the guilty look on his face.

Carole's words seemed to comfort him a bit, but in Kurt's opinion he still looked like a puppy who was just caught chewing up his owners shoes.

Kurt only looked away from the conversation between Blaine and Carole when he heard Finn tell Rachel that he was heading to the bathroom and that he would be right back.

That was when he remembered he'd gotten so caught up in talking to Finn about what would keep Blaine human that he'd totally forgotten why he'd been trying to talk to Finn in the first place.

He wanted to tell Finn he'd be stealing Rachel for part of the night.

Oh well, too late for that.

But now was the perfect time to steal Rachel for that lady chat he'd been hoping for.

"Hey, can I talk to you for a second?"

Rachel smiled. "Sure, Kurt."

Kurt smiled back and started up towards his room, knowing that Rachel would follow.

As soon as they were in his bedroom, he shut the door.

"Making sure we're alone? This must be serious." She said, raising her eyebrows.

"It is..."

Oh?"

"I've been waiting all week for you to come over so I could talk to you about something."

"What is it?"

"I need your opinion, or at the very least I need someone I can talk to."

"Kurt, just tell me! What is this all about?"

Kurt took a deep breath.

"It's about Blaine..."

"Blaine? What about him?"

"I think I'm in love with him."

Rachel's face lit up. "Aw!"

"Please don't aw. This is far more complicated than you realized."

"No it's not, Finn told me everything."

Kurt blinked. "What?"

"You know, about how you have to do something in order to keep Blaine human."

"I thought he promised Blaine he wouldn't tell anyone!"

"No, he promised he wouldn't tell you, Blaine said it was fine for Finn to tell me."

"This is unbelievable. Everyone knows but me!"

"Don't worry, Kurt. Everything will work out fine in the end."

"How do you know that?"

"Because you love him. Love always finds a way."

"Rachel, please don't get all cheesy on me. My life is not a Broadway musical!"

"I'm serious! If you follow your heart, everything will work out the way it's suppose to."

Kurt sighed and looked down.

"I just... I don't know what to do."

"I can't tell you what to do, Kurt. You just have to do whatever you think is right."

Kurt wished it was as easy as Rachel made it sound.