"Oh, fine!" Kurt sighed with a chuckle, only awarding Blaine a quick glance before turning back to look at the stage. The two of them were sitting at the counter, taking a break from the rest of the disturbingly drunk and hysterical Warblers "I'll give you that, thanks for making me come along!"

"HA!" Blaine shot his hand in the air before downing his drink. Kurt eyed him sternly immediately. "What?" Blaine stared back. Kurt shot his eyes towards the empty glass in his hand "Oh! It's not alcoholic…" he rolled his eyes "I did promise. I'm a man of my word."

Kurt smiled, as he noticed David stumbling onto the stage "Oh, this is going to be good!"

Blaine merely pinched the bridge of his nose with a smile, already embarrassed in advance for his good friend. David had had way too many drinks to pull off ANY kind of singing let alone… Blaine couldn't help laughing as the opening chords for '18 Till I Die' started. Kurt and Blaine were doubled over in laughter when David nearly fell off the stage in his attempt to exit triumphantly. Blaine had to hold on to Kurt to keep himself from falling from his stool.

"Oh my god!" Blaine panted "I think I'm gonna piss myself!"

Kurt eyed him in complete shock, his laughter becoming even louder "What?" Despite all the laughing and the more relaxed setting of a party, Kurt would never in his life imagine those words coming out of Blaine's mouth. He was just so proper all the time.

"For real!" Blaine gasped, trying to control himself as he stood up "I need to go the bathroom ASAP!"

"Please do!" Kurt howled with laughter as he pushed Blaine away from him, towards the bathroom.

Blaine was still giggling and holding onto his stomach as he quite literally ran away. Kurt just watched him, from his stool, resting his hand on his chin and chewing on his bottom lip. A chuckle would still escape him every now and then, as he thought about the last few minutes. Kurt was trying really hard not to let himself think about how amazing Blaine's laughter was and how much of a good time they'd both just had, simply making fun of David. But honestly, between that and watching Thad performing a completely normal and not at all interesting performance back on the stage, it was incredibly hard not relieving all those moments, like when Blaine had grabbed Kurt's arm for support, or leant in so close that their heads practically collided.

That unhealthy reverie was exactly the reason he didn't notice someone leaning back against the counter to his right.

"So…" a voice said, and Kurt was startled as he looked around for the source of it. He found a boy smirking at him – he had blond surfer's hair and big brown eyes with a little bit of an amused twinkle in them and Kurt couldn't help but be reminded a little bit of Sam, because, this too, came from a bottle "Has he made a move on you, yet?"

Kurt frowned "What?"

"The guy that just about ran to the bathroom. Has he made a move on you yet?" The boy repeated, his smirk still at its fullest.

Kurt couldn't help but draw his eyebrows together uncertain about… well, the whole thing.

"No…" he replied simply, returning his eyes to the stage.

"Mind if I do, then?"

Kurt felt his cheeks flush but did not let his eyes wander off the stage as he tried really hard to come up with some kind of response. The boy merely took a seat at the stool next to Kurt's.

"I'm Drew, by the way." He added, a hint of a chuckle in his voice.

Kurt glanced at him for a just a quick second and found him leaning his head on his hand looking directly at Kurt. He bit his lip before muttering "Kurt…"

"It's very nice to meet you, Kurt." He extended a hand to Kurt, who looked at it for a moment before shaking it with a shy smile. "You didn't answer my question, though…"

Kurt couldn't stop himself from blushing again, but this time a little giggle escaped his lips and he just let his chin go back to resting on the palm of his hand as he turned to give Drew a small shrug.

"Can I take that a yes?" Drew laughed "You know what? I'm gonna take it, anyway, because I really need your help."

Kurt eyed him suspiciously and for the first time managed a coherent sentence "What do you mean?"

"I'm probably like the only person at this party who really CAN'T sing… and I was playing truth or dare over there" he pointed at one of the tables at the far corner of the bar, filled with teenagers roaring with laughter and pointing fingers at each others "and they just had to dare me to go sing a song!"

Kurt let a small smile play at his lips, because he was starting to see where this was going.

XxX

As Blaine exited the restroom, trying hard not to touch the door handles, because, seriously, he could not trust any of the guys at this party to have proper hygiene habits. Except for maybe Kurt… And David and Wes – but they were drunk, so… Anyways, as he stepped out of it ready to make his way back to the counter where he'd been laughing his ass almost literally off with Kurt he stopped on the spot when he saw him chatting with some guy Blaine had never seen in his life. Something about how the guy was smirking and grinning, and Kurt would blush every two seconds told Blaine that that was a conversation he should not interrupt – but he couldn't help wanting to do so. Fortunately he had enough self-control to walk towards Wes and David's table instead, where most of the warblers were doing drinking games.

"Who's that?" He asked David, pointing his head at the blonde guy sitting next to Kurt.

"Who?" David squinted "Oh, that's Drew! He's my cousin!" Blaine eyed him suspiciously. That boy was blonde and very much white, and Blaine had met both of David's uncles, who were very much black, like their nephew. "My fake new cousin!" David explained finally understanding the look on Blaine's face "Uncle Bob married a white woman… she's nice… that's her kid."

"Oh, ok…"

"Do you want me to tell him to lay off Kurt?" David asked, his voice a bit slurred, but surprisingly serious for someone as drunk as David.

"What?" Blaine frowned "No, why would I?"

"Uhh…" David looked confused and shared a glance with Wes who'd been listening to the conversation "I thought… huh… never mind."

Blaine didn't feel like 'never minding' it, but he let it go, mainly because David and Wes were both drunk as hell and they'd probably just say something really stupid and out of the blue. So with a sigh Blaine let go of his suspicious frown and glanced back towards Kurt who was now chuckling at something Drew was saying.

XxX

"So, let me guess…" Kurt teased, trying to let go of his initial embarrassment. He figured he should really just play it cool. After all the kid was really cute, and there was absolutely NO way Kurt was misreading signs this time. Drew was definitely flirting with him "You want me to sing with you."

"To salvage my performance! Yes!" Drew smiled "They say you're a good singer, so you'd balance out my atrocious vocals."

"Why should I give in to your request?" Kurt raised an eyebrow.

"Because… next to me you'll sound like a music god up there!"

"I don't need you to enhance how good a singer I am…" Kurt teased.

Drew let out a bark of laughter "I'm sure you don't. So, ok… do I get a second chance?"

"Sure."

"Because it'll be fun?"

Kurt pondered if he should tease some more or just give in already, because, seriously, why the hell not? A chance to shine on that stage, and to shine with a really cute boy next to him. It wasn't like Blaine was going to mind – he almost cursed himself for letting Blaine slip into his thoughts again, he really needed to stop thinking about Blaine and daydreaming about first kisses with him and sweet love declarations of "how could I be so blind?"… that was so NOT happening! And he certainly shouldn't be thinking about Blaine when there was an incredibly hot guy trying to get him to sing with him. So Kurt smiled "What did you have in mind?"

Drew shot him a bright smile "If we ever meet again." Kurt's eyebrows shot up in surprise "I know it's probably not your type of music, right?"

"Could be worse…"

"But I think I can not butcher Timbaland, I mean it's a pretty easy thing to sing, his part…" he chuckled "And I supposed you can more than handle Katy Perry."

Kurt gave him his best 'bitch, please' face and with a wave he rolled his eyes "I could do Katy Perry in my sleep."

Drew laughed "So can I go sign us up?"

"Sure…" Kurt, said finishing up his drink.

"Oh, I'll get you a drink, too!" Drew said immediately, shooting him a dashing smile as he took Kurt's hand and nearly yanked him out of his seat towards the sign up table. They both gasped at how long the list was "Oh wow!"

"It'll be a while until it's our turn, I guess!" Drew seemed a little pleased as he wrote down their names "Good, that'll give me more time to talk to you…" Kurt blushed "What do you wanna drink?"

Kurt was about to say 'just orange juice' when he stopped himself. Would that make him look like a… sissy? "A coke… with huh… rum."

Drew smiled "Coming right up!" he winked and started towards the bar where a waiter was mixing beverages laughing at the sad spectacle happening on stage.

Kurt took his previous seat, a little far from the bartender, with whom Drew was now talking, and waited patiently for him to get back, still a little awestruck about the whole situation. It was like his head was screaming "" over and over again and it wouldn't shut up enough time for Kurt to be able to think properly. He looked around, searching for something to distract him as he waited, because he was sure that if he just looked in Drew's direction the boy would catch him staring and that would be embarrassing.

The tables were full of loud teenagers either chatting animatedly or playing drinking games. There was even a table at the far corner that had a strip poker game going on and Kurt just knew he wasn't getting anywhere near that table. There weren't many girls around, it was mainly guys, and it certainly felt like a guy's party – a hell lot of testosterone filling the air as guys shouted in triumph over downing a whole can of beer in less than thirty seconds. Most of the guys Kurt knew from Dalton, but others, like Drew, he'd never seen in his life. Blaine had lied to him when he said "it's just gonna be the Warblers and a few other friends…" There were at least a hundred people in that bar, that had been especially closed for the purpose of this party.

Kurt spotted Blaine at the table where David and Wes were as well, they exchanged glances and Blaine shot him a quick smile before looking away. Immediately Kurt felt a hand on his shoulder and Drew was back with two glasses in his hands, holding one out for Kurt.

He sipped his drink "So… how do you know David?" Kurt asked, trying to make small talk.

"I'm kind of his cousin… My mom married his uncle last year."

"Oh…"

"But I'm beginning to think she chose the wrong uncle, my stepdad is so uptight…" he smirked looking around "I'd kill to have my stepfather own a bar like this and allow me to have this kind of birthdays parties!"

"Oh, yeah… This is insane! Aren't adults supposed to keep us away from alcohol…?" Kurt said, taking a sip from his drink to enhance the irony.

"Well, to be fair, Josh is barely an adult. He's just twenty seven, but seriously the guy is a very tall child."

"He must be the black sheep in the family, then…" Kurt had met David's parents for a few minutes but he could tell they were really uptight, much like their son (except when he was drunk).

"You mean white sheep…" Drew laughed, and Kurt immediately understood what he'd said and burst out laughing too.

"Yeah… white sheep."

XxX

For some reason Blaine couldn't help chancing glances towards Kurt who had been happily chatting with Drew for at least fifteen minutes, and he was pretty sure that Kurt was not sticking to orange juice anymore, which annoyed Blaine just enough to make himself indulge in a few shots – but he was still careful not to go overboard.

"Dude, seriously!" David snapped at Blaine "Do you want me tell Drew to back off?"

Blaine glared at David. For a moment there, probably because of the alcohol in his system, Blaine almost said yes (what the fuck?), but caught himself in time "Only if he's a douche…"

"He's not…"

"Then I'm sure Kurt's having a really good time… He's my friend, why would I wanna spoil that?" Blaine sighed.

"If you say so…" Wes chuckled "Oh look, they're going to the stage! Awwww… they're singing together!" Wes sighed "So sweet… Imagine when they get married and their love children will be so adorable and cute and…"

"Wes, that's enough vodka for you." Blaine snatched the glass from his friend's hand and took a sip for himself, when he saw Kurt giggling as he was helped onto the stage by Drew. They both looked the tiniest bit tipsy, but nothing, absolutely nothing, compared to the previous idiots that had graced that stage.

"Hi!" Drew said to the mic. He was greeted with a few 'whoops' and 'yeah's "So, my friends dared me to sing and I really can't sing to save my life, so… I asked Kurt here to help me out, and he was awesome enough to agree. So, enjoy!"

Blaine caught himself rolling his eyes at the dashing grin the blond boy had shot Kurt, who now looked rather giddy standing in front of the mic, playing with the end of his scarf.

As the music started some people cheered and there were even a few people running towards the dance floor. Blaine felt annoyance take over him as he recognized the song, and he really didn't feel like paying attention, even if it was Kurt on that stage (well, maybe he didn't want to watch because it was Kurt on that stage. With a blond hot guy. Singing that song. But Blaine's subconscious was never very good at expressing itself, so, as per usual, he remained oblivious to the fact the sick feeling in his stomach might not be related to his drink). But as he turned to his friends to go back to the game he found them all watching the stage, because, seriously, "those two have mad chemistry!" gasped Thad.

"What's somebody like you doing in a place like this?" Drew sang. And he really wasn't exaggerating. He was awful. And even Kurt threw his head back in laughter. The whole room roared with laughter at Drew's attempt at singing. But when Kurt started his part, indeed redeeming Drew's inability with his spectacular voice, there were hoots and cheers and Blaine saw Drew raise his eyebrows surprised. Kurt shot him a "what? I told you I was amazing!" shrug and continued to sing, still not letting go of his perfect posture.

But Drew was having none of that and grabbed his mic going over to dance with Kurt, who, even though blushing, started smiling and chuckling and finally gave in and started dancing too. Drew had positioned himself behind Kurt and had a hand softly poised on Kurt's hip. Blaine eyed the hand suspiciously, and then scolded himself for doing so.

When the chorus ended Kurt grabbed his mic again, and turned directly to Drew, singing with a husky voice that Blaine had never heard come out of his mouth and never imagined it could.

"Do you come here much? I swear I've seen your face before. Hope you don't see me flush, but I can't help but want you more, more." Drew took this as a sign that full on flirting was in order and started playing with Kurt's scarf, to which Kurt did not object at all. Instead, he just yanked it away and put it around Drew's neck pulling him close as he continued to sing in perfect pitch "Baby tell me what your story, I ain't shy, don't you worry! I'm flirting with my eyes, wanna leave with you tonight!" Kurt let go of his own scarf, now hanging on Drew's shoulders and started walking… well, more like… somewhere between walking and dancing, around Drew, in such a way that not one person in the whole bar wasn't looking at his ass at some point (because seriously, those were some tight jeans), and Blaine, once he noticed that not only was he checking out Kurt's ass, but the whole bar as well, even the straight guys, felt a jolt to his stomach. He had a sudden urge to climb on stage, put his jacket around Kurt's waist and drag him out of that stage "So do you come here much, I gotta see your face some more, some more!"

Drew grinned wildly as Kurt repositioned himself in front of him, but with his back to him (and Blaine did not like when Drew's eyes flickered downwards), and shot his arm up pull Drew close so they were singing to the same mic. "Cuz Baby, I'll never be the same, if we ever meet again!" they sang the whole chorus again, staring right back at each other, smirking as they sang, and practically grinding on that stage, because now Drew had taken the liberty of grabbing both sides of Kurt's hips, not needing to hold his mic up. They continued to dance, and flirt, and jump around the stage until the music stopped and the whole bar erupted in cheers because, 1) they were the first ones to manage an actual performance rather than a drunken parody of one; and 2) "that has been, by far, the most insanely hot thing that has happened all night." Said Sarah, Wes' girlfriend, who had come to sit by Blaine's side – though he only noticed it now – at the beginning of the song.

"Oh my god!" David slurred "I'm straight and I wanna ride Kurt!" Blaine almost snapped his neck as he made to glare at David "What? Did you see that? It was hot!"

Kurt was laughing as he jogged up to table, Drew following closely behind, still sporting Kurt's scarf "Hey ho, sexy beast!" Wes almost shouted as Kurt reached their table.

"What?" Kurt gasped, flustered from the performance.

"Those were some sexy moves… I think I turned gay for a few seconds there!"

"Hey!" Sarah smacked his boyfriend on the shoulder, but she was laughing.

"Oh… Really?" Kurt seemed surprised. Like, genuinely surprised.

"Wasn't that what you were going for? Insanely and smoldering hot?" Drew asked, confused at Kurt's shock, so much so that he even forgot to keep his flirting discreet and smooth.

"Huh… I was just having fun…" Kurt shrugged, still frowning at how everybody was looking at him like he was some kind of 'sexy beast'. And then it hit Blaine why.

"Oh shit!" he gasped.

"What?" everyone turned to him and he noticed he'd said that out loud. He felt his face burning and tried with all his might to come up with some kind of convincing lie "I… huh… feel kind of sick! This drink's awful!" he said, relieved when everyone bought it and went back to complementing Kurt and Drew on nearly causing a sex riot.

Blaine wanted to go hide in deep, dark whole, curl up and die. The reason Kurt was so surprised that people would find him sexy was because he'd told Kurt he wasn't sexy. A pang of guilt shot through his chest. Well, in Blaine's defense, the whole Animal thing was far from sexy, and anyone could testify to that – but, now that he thought about it, Blaine knew he should have just told Kurt to be himself and not try to be sexy… because… and this hit Blaine like an anvil to the head… Kurt was sexy. When he wasn't trying, when he was just being himself, and even despite his aversion to sex related issues, Kurt was sexy. It was like every single minute Blaine had spent with Kurt since they'd met was coming back to him in flashes but all he could notice now was Kurt's swagger as he walked, how his hips swung and his jeans always fit him perfectly in all the right places; and how Kurt always kept his back straight and his head held high, oozing confidence and how he was constantly licking his lower lip; and how he raised his eyebrow in such a graceful way that only he could manage… And then he started to think of other things… like how Kurt's eyes seemed to change colors every ten minutes, from blue, to grey, to green; and how adorable his smile was, especially when he was blushing, and when he would crinkle his nose in disapproval, it always made Blaine laugh; and how when Kurt was studying and was really concentrated he would completely forget about his perfectly styled hair and he would repeatedly run his finger through it with so much grace; and how hilarious it was when Kurt was trying really hard to glare furiously at Blaine but failed miserably and after a few seconds he'd always give up and giggle shaking his head and sending him one last murderous glare….

"Oh fuck…" he mumbled. Kurt was sexy. But it wasn't just that. It wasn't just that Kurt was sexy. It was that Kurt was… oh, good lord… this was not good… this was so not good.

"What?" Kurt had sat next to Blaine (Drew taking a chair on the other side of Kurt)

"Huh… nothing… I just… forgot to do my math's homework… and I'm not sure I'll have time to do it now because I still have a ton of things I need to get done tomorrow."

"Do you want me to e-mail it to you when you get home?" Kurt smiled, and Blaine wanted to curse himself for thinking that had to be the cutest smile ever.

"Huhh…" now that he came to think about it, he really hadn't done his math's homework "Yes, please! That would save my life!"

"Ok… consider it done." He said taking a sip from his drink "When are you going up there?"

"Huh, I think I'm gonna let this one go."

"What?" Kurt gasped, raising his eyebrow with suspicion and Blaine once again fought the urge to slap himself at how his heart skipped a beat "Blaine Anderson, what is going on?"

"I'm just… feeling a little tired."

"Ok…" he muttered, not entirely convinced. Another time he might have pressed it, but a hand landed on his knee and he reluctantly withdrew his attention from Blaine to look at Drew who was grinning at him. Blaine wanted to punch him, for having his hand on Kurt's knee and for smirking at him that way, and for leaning in to whisper something and making Kurt blush.

He couldn't help but overhear (seriously, the Drew dude, needed to learn how to whisper).

"Would you mind if we went somewhere a little more private?" Blaine felt his stomach do a triple flip flop.

He watched Kurt's expression very closely, seeing how his cheeks were quickly becoming a dangerous deep shade of red. "Yeah… sure."

Blaine wanted to gag… well, not really, but he really felt disgusted at how Drew had taken Kurt's hand, grinning like an idiot, and lead him away. And then, Blaine wanted to punch himself for thinking that. Blaine Anderson was not jealous. No, sir, he most certainly wasn't. especially because being jealous implied that he was also…

And that wasn't the case.

Was it?

Was it?

Was it?

WAS IT?

He sighed in defeat.

It was.