"Well I dont think thats going to work...Because I asked for the glass to have a black edge...No thats not what we have, you sent us grey. Grey edged glass!" I listen to Mrs B pacing up and down the treated old wooden floor in the front of the shop as I keep my head down, trying to put the finishing touches to my consultation room. So far I had succeeded in moving my pencils from one side of the desk to the other. Maya was in the small adjoining room, rolling up fabrics and sorting embellishments and every so often I heard a muffled curse word as she dropped something.

"Is she still on the phone to the suppliers?" Maya yelled from the closet as we were calling it and I walked over to stand in the doorway.

"Yeah. I dont see what her problem is though, we could have bigger problems then wrong coloured glass. Nobody could turn up!" I pull at the sleeves of my sweater as the nerves and doubts kick back in.

"Listen to me Hummel. This is going to be a success! And if they dont come for us, they will at least come to see the illustrious Santana Lopez!" Maya spreads her arms out wide and pronounces the last three words more than the rest.

"I know. I just feel...scared!" I nibble my bottom lip into my mouth to chew on it.

"Well so do I, and as much as I hate to admit it, Santana is doing us a huge favour by being the face of the brand, so to speak. Everyone loves a celebrity." She pats my shoulder before starting to reorganise the silks.

"Hey! No hating on my best friend. I thought you guys were getting along better anyway?" I watch her move the same roll into four separate places before she picked up a new one to start the process all over again.

"We are going to get along for the launch night but there is still this weird thing between us." She sighs. "Like when I think she has finally gotten over what went down between us, she will leap back to the bitch comments or bring a new one night stand around." Maya shrugs as she bends to pick up another fabric.

"Well I for one think she has forgiven you. I just dont think shes ready to admit it to herself yet." I say, spinning around on my feet to go back to what I had been doing. "And that weird thing you keep mentioning? Totally sexual tension!" I yell as I sit onto my chair and line up my sketch pad and phone. My lunch date with Blaine could not come quick enough.

"Well I dont think thats good enough. Well how about you take that phone shove it up your ass and go fuck yourself! Or better yet shove it up your supervisors ass and fuck him too!!" Mrs B has started to get louder through the front. "Argghhh, I hate salesmen!" Is all I hear before the chimes on the glass front door tinkle and then there is a slam followed by silence.

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"I know, I know! Sorry Im late." I plant a quick kiss to Blaines lips before sliding into the seat opposite him, shrugging out of my coat. "What a morning!"

"What happened?" He takes a sip from his coffee cup and uses his free hand to cup mine over the table.

"Mrs B had a meltdown about the glasses that were delivered, Maya is driving me insane with her closet organising and Santanas dress is an inch too tight. We were stupid to think we could be ready. We are never going to be ready for tonight." I wave down a waitress to order a coffee and watch Blaine eyeing me carefully. "Too nervous to eat." I explain as the waitress wonders off.

"Okay, listen to me. You are amazing. This idea is amazing. Nothing is going to go wrong." He squeezes gently on my hand to comfort me.

"But-"

"But nothing! Tell Maya to stop organising, tell Mrs B nobody will care about the glasses as long as the drinks are good. Which Dale says they are. Get the seam on Santanas dress taken out...see? Problems solved." He smiles at me and I feel my lips slowly curving up at the corners.

"Have I told you lately youre the best live in boyfriend anyone could want?" He sticks his tongue out at me across the table. "Im being a nightmare, arent I?"

"A little...but my reward will be worth it." He grins sliding his foot up the inside of my thigh under the table.

"And what reward is that exactly?" I huff out as his toes nudge gently against my crotch.

"Successful opening night sex. I think its going to be my favourite kind." He grins as all the blood in my body starts to run south and I squeeze his hand to try and make him stop.

"I see...your favourite...meaning you...Stop it!...Meaning you have a favourite kind?" I ramble as he slips his shoe off and returns his toes to the teasing. (maybe talk about how kurt is finding it hard to concentrate).

"I have five. Ranked in order of preference." He takes another sip of his coffee as if unaware of what he is doing to me right now. "Number five; Shower sex. Number four; kitchen table sex. Number three; wall sex...especially when youre pinning me to it. Number two; just because you remembered you love me sex. Number one; Very drunk, very horny, very loud Kurt sex. Its my absolute favourite." I am now having a very big problem underneath the table after watching him talk as his toes apply just the right amount of pressure, but then he suddenly removes his foot and sits completely upright as the waitress brings over my coffee.

"So Im picking up your dad and Carole at five and then Rachel and Finn are coming down once the babies have been fed. Cooper says hell be there as soon as he can after his meeting...Why are you looking at me like that?" He cocks his head to the side to watch me as I frown.

"You are a complete dick! I retract every best boyfriend statement I ever made to this day." I whisper agitated across the table, shifting uncomfortably in my seat.

"Why? Are you having some... hard times Im unaware of?" He winks at me so I lean across the table to whisper lower.

"You know exactly what you just did to me! And now youre just talking about your errands as if you dont. And instead of going back to work, all I want to do is take you in the closet for a quickie." I groan and he bursts out laughing.

"That can be arranged..." He trails off, wiggling his eyebrows at me.

"No it cant. Unless you want Maya, or worse Mrs B, to walk in on us. No closet sex until the store is successful." I nod my head before downing my coffee and positioning my coat over the bulge at my crotch so I can get up and leave.

"Dont I get a kiss?" Blaine pouts at me and I lean in close so our noses are touching.

"No sex for me, no kisses for you. See you tonight!" I sing song as I turn my back to leave.

"Your ass looks great in those pants!" He yells just as Im about to push the heavy oak door open.

"Too bad you arent getting it then, huh?" I shout over my shoulder and I hear several customers giggle before the noise of the side walk engulfs me.

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"Ouch Kurt! You just pinned my skin!" Santana yells loudly above me.

"Well stop moving Tan! I have an hour to get this like butter on your skin. If I dont the headlines will be trashy design, blah, blah, blah..." I mumble around the handful of pins in my teeth.

"Im not moving." She glares as I get her on purpose this time.

"If youre trying to look in the closet, dont bother. Maya went home to get ready." I sing happily as I feel her huff out a breath.

"That isnt what I was doing!" She folds her arms across her chest and I jab her again to get her to drop them. "Im about three seconds from kicking you...hard!"

"Dont get annoyed with me. Its not my fault the only girl to make you want more than a one night stand left to go to college in Ireland before turning up again last year, making it clear she still likes you and youre too scared to admit you like her too." I smile up at her as I thread my needle to hand sew the last few alterations.

"You make it sound like a romantic comedy. Im not you. That shit makes me dry heave like I have a fur ball." She grimaces, sliding her hands down the edges of the dress. "This is amazing by the way. Im so glad you asked me to do this."

"What, so years from now you can tell anyone that will listen that you were the reason for my success?" I hold her steady as I start on the hem sitting just above her knee.

"No! Im just...Im so fucking proud of you. We have been friends for nearly twenty three years and Im just so happy we have done it all together. Me and you are a force to be reckoned with when it comes to life and I cant wait to keep being there as you do more amazing and brilliant things. I love you my little peachy!" Santana sniffs, rubbing at her nose and I stop what Im doing to stand up and hug her close.

"Im just as proud of you and couldnt ask for a better hag and soul mate than the one and only Miss Santana Lopez." I plant a sloppy kiss on to her cheek and she groans but still doesnt move.

"Not even Berry?" She sniffles, eyeing me sideways.

"Not even her majesty, princess Kate." I smile, squeezing her tighter again, the precious dress forgotten for a minute.

"Okay now get back to the dress before I slap you to restore the natural order of things." She wipes her eyes and stands perfectly still for the rest of the fitting.

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I tried to remember everything that happened through the course of the evening, but I couldnt. I was busy mingling between groups of socialites, local business owners and even a few minor celebrities had come out in force to see the new brand of New York. I felt like my head was going to explode with pride as people murmured during Santanas performance, they LOVED my pieces. Maya had given me a quick thumbs up to indicate we were fully booked for the next month and Mrs B was definitely the epitome of class in her role as hostess. I was exhausted, yet wide awake as the night began to draw to a close and guests left with swag bags and promises of seeing them soon, when a very familiar balding head, minus baseball cap (much to my insistence) came through the crowd.

"Kid, I am so proud of you!" My dad pulls me into a bear hug, everyone fawning over me forgotten as I hug back for all Im worth. "This was amazing! Santana looks and sounded fab and Carole is already nagging me for a whole week of consultation with you after our holiday." He sets me gently back down and I feel his pride wash over my body from top to toe.

"She doesnt need to pay for one, Ill do it for free silly! Just get Maya to put it in the diary." I rattle off as I have several times that evening already. "Oh my God, did you hear that? I sound like such a professional." I jump on the spot a little and my dad laughs.

"You are a professional! I just - Im so proud of the man you have become Kurt. When you left home at eighteen I didnt think Id feel as proud as I did in that moment for a long time, but not letting NYADA get you down...finding Blaine again...THIS! I just-please promise me that babies and proposals are a long way off....I dont think I can cope with any more love for you in my poor excuse for a heart right now." He tries to subtly wipe away the tears pooling in his eyes, but I see it.

"Thats a very poor taste joke. But I promise that is all a long way off dad. Huge!" I squeeze him tight again before I feel a hand pulling me away from him and get pulled backwards through my studio door. As it shuts quietly, I feel Blaines entire weight push me back against it and a hand coming out in front to twist the lock shut.

"You...are...the...most...amazing...man...ever!" Each word is punctuated with a small nip to the back of my neck before his hands are on my waist and turning me around to make me face him. "I have wanted to do this the entire night." He moans, slipping his tongue into my mouth in a hard kiss, all but swallowing the guttural noises my body is making.

"I love you Blaine Devon Anderson." Is all I manage to get out as he presses his body firmly against mine and starts to rut against my hip. "But if you get cum on my outfit, I will kill you!" I grunt out as his hand snakes down between us and starts pulling my shirt out of my trousers.

"I promise I wont." He grins as the buckle on my belt comes out and he forces my pants down to my thigh. "You just need to be quiet." He slides down my body, only breaking contact for a second before clamping down around my erection, making me bite my knuckle to stop from yelling out.

His tongue sets to work swirling around the head before he thrusts me deeper inside and hums gently around me. The vibration, the heat and moistness are all taking me to the edge far quicker than I would like it to. I grab the back of his neck to hold him in place so as not to mess his hair for other party goers to notice and feel his lips form a smile around me.

"KURT?" I hear Coopers voice echo through the door and then the handle wriggles behind my back.

"Im busy Coop!" I groan, keeping eye contact with Blaine as a warning to not stop.

"Well regardless of what my brother is currently doing to you..." Blaine loses focus and chokes for a second before pulling off with a pop.

"Go away Coop!" He grunts in a thick voice, his eyes still watering as he holds in another cough.

"You both need to put whatever clothes youre not wearing back on and get out here...like now!" he starts to knock now and Blaine pulls my pants back up as he stands beside me. "Shits about to get real epic up in here." Cooper squeals before shouting. "Santana dont throw that!" This has me pulling open the door as quick as I can. The scene before me is not what I wanted for my grand opening.

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"What the hell did you think you two were doing?!" I shriek. Its been half an hour since everyone except me, Mrs B, Santana and Maya were left on our own in the shop and my blood was still boiling. I had repeated this phrase multiple times in French, German and apparently I knew a few Spanish swear words too. Mrs B was giving out a similar rant in the studio if the odd swear word I heard was anything to go by.

"Kurt Im so sorry. I really didnt mean to let my rage get the better of me." Santana mumbled under her breath, trying not to look at me directly. Apparently, there was a very interesting hair attached to her leg at this point.

"Tonight of all nights Santana? Why could you not have lashed out at her tomorrow? This is the start of my business! Youre lucky most of the customers had left...imagine if this leaked online? You would be fucked too!" I yell, feeling a vein pop out at the side of my neck.

"It was her that started it." She points in the direction of where Maya is receiving her rant. "She said I looked bloated Kurt! Im fucking skinnier than ever since you put me on the juice cleanse. I lost three pounds. AND she said I wasnt a good kisser. Im a great kisser! I can roll my tongue." She waves her hands at me, trying to prove her point.

"Tan, as much as her words were not nice things to say to you, this was a big night for me. And if you had let her get to you sooner it could have ended a lot worse. You two need to figure out a way to be civil to each other because I love you, even if you border on psychotic, and she is my business partner. You are going to be in each others company a lot more now. And as much as I hate to admit it, I really do get on with her. Shes hurting too you know." I wrap my arm around her to let her fall against me in defeat.

"I know, okay? I promise Ill try harder. Its just...shes so freaking pretty! I hate the fact that other people swoon when they see her. But I dont want to go back to that place just now. I dont have time for it to fall apart again." I feel her right hand twirl the hair at the back of my neck. "Im sorry for ruining your night, but Im not apologising until she does. She was in the wrong."

"Santana you tried to throw the chair at her." I sigh, just wanting this to be over so that I could get back home to Blaine.

"It was cushioned! She pulled my hair extension out first!" She moaned, but didnt move.

"Just go apologise and let me go home to my boyfriend who has instructions to be waiting naked in our bed." I smile as she shudders in my arms.

"Fine!" She pulls herself up on to her feet. "But if I go out and get so drunk Im sick on the floor to drown out your noise, you have to clean it up." She walks over to where Mrs B has just exited and I make a mental note to put water and a basin next to her bed when I get in.

"We good darling?" Mrs B offers me her hand so we can walk out together, hand in hand.

"As good as those two can be. Its so frustrating knowing they both want to screw each others brains out. If they had started to do that again, this probably wouldnt have happened." I sigh as we stop to wave down a taxi.

"Well I think we should just leave them to their own devices. Im going home for a soak in the tub and you are going to get fucked as hard as that little boy toy of yours can manage." She opens the door and huddles in, with me following behind her.

"Please dont talk about my sex life." I screw up my face in embarrassment and she laughs.

"Darling! You are only young once. Make the most of it before you get old and wrinkly."

"Are you suggesting I wont age gracefully?" I cock my head in her direction and she shakes her head.

"I wouldnt dream of it darling!" She kisses the hand that she is holding. "Heres to a prosperous start and growing old gracefully."