The walk to Washington Square was mostly silent. Kurt was too busy looking at his surroundings, and when he would take the occasional glance at Blaine, it looked as if he was doing the same. The city was stunning, just as Kurt remembered. He had only been here once before, but he never felt more at home than he did in that moment.

They walked for about 20 minutes before they stumbled upon a small, cozy, Italian restaurant. They were escorted to a booth near the back and handed their menus. After ordering their meals, Burt finally broke the silence.

"So, Blaine. You from New York?"

"No, sir. I'm actually from Ohio."

Kurt's eyes went wide. "Seriously?!" He said with much more volume than he intended.

"Um...yes?" Blaine replied with a confused look on his face.

Burt chuckled. "That's a coincidence. We're from Ohio too. Lima to be exact."

Now Blaine's eyes went wide. "No way! I'm from Westerville. Crazy!" He said with much amusement.

As Burt and Blaine continued to talk about Ohio, Kurt couldn't help but to think that Blaine looked like an adorable puppy when he got excited. He suddenly had the urge to reach across the table and pet Blaine's luscious looking curls. He tried to push back the thought almost immediately after it came, but he couldn't stop staring. Blaine was just too alluring. Calm down Kurt. You don't even know him! He's probably straight! Oh dear God, please be gay.

Kurt's thoughts were interrupted when their food arrived. An awkward silence fell over the table as they began to eat.

This time, Blaine broke the silence. "What are you studying Kurt?"

"Journalism." Kurt replied. "I want to be a, um, fashion journalist." He hesitated to add the last part. He never knows how someone is going to react when he says he wants to be in the fashion industry.

To his surprise, Blaine seemed intrigued. "Wow! That's awesome! I could totally see it."

Kurt had to force himself not to choke on his Diet Coke. Was Blaine flirting with him? No, there was no way. He tried to make his face look as neutral as possible. "Thanks, I think. What about you? What are you going for?"

Blaine's face seemed to light up like Christmas tree when Kurt asked the question. "Music! I can't wait. I've been performing since I was little. I mostly sing, but I also play guitar and piano."

The way Blaine looked as he talked about music made Kurt's heart melt a little. He's never seen someone look so enthusiastic about something. Kurt gave him a fond smile. "Well I sure hope I get to hear you perform someday."

Blaine looked at him. His golden eyes locked on with his. "I'll make sure you do."

Blaine couldn't help himself. He knew he shouldn't be flirting with Kurt. It was like his eyes made Blaine say things he wouldn't normally say. When Kurt explained he wanted to go in the fashion industry, Blaine's mind went crazy. It didn't matter that he had said 'fashion journalism,' he started imagining Kurt in different scenarios. From wearing high class form fitting outfits to strutting down the runway. His body temperature seemed to rise and bit and he had to quickly change his train of thought to cool him down.

Kurt and Blaine talked for a while about music and fashion and other interests they had. Blaine felt like he could listen to Kurt talk all day. His voice was just so smooth and angelic.

Blaine hadn't realized he got lost in his own thoughts about Kurt's voice until he heard Burt speak.

"...one back home?" Blaine quickly brought himself back into the conversation only to hear the last part of the question Burt was asking.

"I'm sorry, what?"

"I asked if you had a special someone back home? Girlfriend?" Burt repeated. Blaine could fill he checks start to burn a little.

"Dad! Don't ask such personal-"

"No it's okay." Blaine said cutting off Kurt and shooting him a small smile. "Um no sir. No girlfriend."

"Boyfriend?" At that Kurt choked on his drink and starting coughing a bit. The blush on Blaine's cheeks had definitely risen now.

"Seriously dad!" Kurt yelled at Burt while he was still coughing. Burt was looking at Blaine with a smirk on his face. In the moment, Blaine felt completely exposed as if Burt could see right through him. Maybe he could. He wrapped his arms around himself at the thought.

"There's nothing wrong with it if you, you know, do. Or are...attracted to, boys. I mean Kurt here is-" Burt was saying as the waitress came back with the check.

"OKAY! That is seriously enough of this conversation." Kurt all but shouted as he stood up from the table. "Oh my god." He muttered as he grabbed his coat and headed out of the restaurant.

Burt watched his son leave then turned to Blaine and shrugged his shoulders. Blaine didn't want to give Burt any other chance to bring up this topic, so he quickly grabbed his cardigan and went to follow Kurt outside. Once Burt was outside with them, they silently started walking back to the room.

Blaine didn't know whether to feel nauseas or excited. He didn't want to make any sort of judgment towards Kurt, but he kind of figured he might be gay. He felt bad for making the assumption but was also excited when his assumptions were correct. He wasn't supposed to be excited though. He wasn't supposed to develop a crush on anyone, especially his roommate. All he wanted to do was focus on school, graduate, hopefully record an album, maybe do some tours and then, maybe, find love. Maybe by then he would be able to accept himself and not care what his family would think. That was definitely not now. Blaine needed to focus. Focus, focus, focus. He kept telling himself that as they walked.

He could feel Kurt walking next to him. As he kept trying to keep his mind on focus, he couldn't help but take in the warmth of the other boy. No matter how hard he tried, his mind kept flashing images of him holding Kurt's hand.

After what felt like hours, they finally arrived back at the apartment. They all stood awkwardly for a moment before Blaine decided it would be best to get out of there as soon as possible.

"Well I'm going to head to bed now. Thank you Mr. Hummel for dinner. I had a wonderful time. Goodnight, Kurt. I'll see you tomorrow." Blaine quickly made his way back to his room. Once inside, he leaned back against the closed door and sighed. Falling for your roommate was not part of the plan.

He quickly changed back into his sweats and settled down in bed. Within minutes he gave in to a restless sleep.

"Seriously dad! Was that necessary?" Kurt yelled in a hushed voice once Blaine's bedroom door closed. He started pacing a little around the living room area. Of coarse his dad would embarrass him not only in front of the most gorgeous boy he's ever seen, but also the boy he has to live with for the next year.

"I'm sorry! I was just curious. No need to get worked up." Burt said as he chuckled. When he saw the distress in Kurt's face his tone got more serious. "There's nothing wrong with who you are, Kurt. I thought we were over that."

"I know there's nothing wrong with me! I'm not ashamed! I just didn't want to spring it on him like that and make him feel uncomfortable, dad! You know how people can get." Kurt said with a defeated sigh and stopped pacing. "I'm sorry. It's just...I want this year to be perfect and that won't happen if my roommate can't even look at me." Kurt then sat down in one of the chairs and put his face in his hands.

Burt sat down in the other chair and put his hand on Kurt's shoulder. "This year will be as good as you make it Kurt, and I know you will make it damn near perfect. Now, I'm going to head to the hotel before it gets too late. You should probably head to bed, too, Kurt. It's been a busy day." Burt stood up and pushed his chair in.

Kurt stood up with his dad and plunged into his arms for a hug. "Thank you dad, for everything. I love you so much."

Burt gratefully accepted Kurt and hugged him back with just as much strength. "I love you, too, kid. Go get some sleep and I'll see you tomorrow."

Kurt reluctantly let go of his dad. "Alright. Let me know once you get to the hotel. I'll call you in the morning when I get up." Burt nodded his head in agreement, gave Kurt another hug, and then headed out the door.

Once his dad was gone, Kurt realized just how tired he was. It had been an emotional few days and it was now catching up to him. He locked the front door and gave Blaine's bedroom one last look before retreating to his own room. After doing his moisturizing routine and changing into his pajamas, he quickly fell asleep with Blaine Anderson on his mind.