When they arrived in the Green Room, they were alone. Seeing Blaine puzzled expression, Kurt explained:

"They're in the audience. But we'll have to stay here because we won't have time to go back on time

-Oh... Okay!

-Get in your costume, now! We may have time to rehearse a bit! Mercedes was my dance partner, which means, you are my dance partner now!"

Blushing to the tip if his ears, Blaine took his scene costume out of the clothe cover. He just could not believe that in an hour or so he would be dancing with his boyfriend on stage.

His face still in a deep shade of red, Blaine started fumbling with the buttons of his shirt nervously. From the corner of his eyes, he saw Kurt turning around.

"It's okay... You don't have to you know

-But – we haven't... I mean... We never...

-I know, sweetie... But you don't have to turn around"

This time, it was Kurt's face that was burning. Blaine could still see him trying to peek by slightly turning his head. Chuckling, Blaine removed his shirt completely before taking the burgundy one from the hanger. When he was done buttoning it up, he unfastened his pants and slid them off. For this part, he was too shy to look if Kurt was watching him. Kurt, on the other hand, couldn't help but glance.

It was the first time he could see this much skin of his boyfriend. They haven't been too far in the bedroom department. They've been officially together for three weeks and besides kissing while running hands on each other chest, back and face, while wearing clothes, they had not done anything... yet.

Kurt was pretty concern about that part, not knowing Blaine's past made him anxious to push things too far. On the other hand, Blaine could feel that Kurt liked romance and was really concerned about his body, so he hadn't made a move yet.

Neither of them knew that they could have gone further if they wanted. They were just waiting for each other. At this pace, however, they would be waiting forever.

"Okay! I'm done sweetie!"

Kurt turned around and was stunned. His boyfriend was so good looking in these clothes.

"You look beautiful" he whispered. He then closed the distance between them to press his lips against Blaine's. Blaine wrapped his arms around his boyfriend's waist, effectively pulling him closer. Kurt cupped the back of Blaine's neck with one hand while the other went on the curly haired boy's cheek.

When Blaine tentatively swiped his tongue on Kurt's lips, the blue eyed boy pulled out.

"We should rehearse... the dance number...

-Oh! Okay" Blaine was clearly disappointed.

"But we can resume this moment tonight if you want to" Kurt said, a glimpse in his eyes.

With these last words, Kurt started humming the songs and they were able to practice for about ten minutes when they heard the announcer's voice through the PA.

"And now for the first performance of the program – from Dalton Academy in Westerville - The Warblers!"

Kurt immediately felt Blaine becoming tense. However, when the boys started singing Hey Soul Sister, he couldn't help but smile. It was a nostalgic smile, full of sadness and memories, but it was better than tears.

"It- it is Jeff singing lead..." Blaine stated "I'm so happy for him! He was so shy last year!"

As the song continued, Blaine commented it; how Flint had a natural talent for beat boxing, how Ethan always found the right sound to make any instruments.

When the song ended, Blaine seemed serene. After 6 months not having news from his friends of Dalton, hearing them sing was painful but it was also relieving. He was still scared to talk to them, but seeing that life went on anyway was comforting.

The New Directions then entered the room loudly. They were pretty excited to get on stage, besides Quinn who was having a nervous breakdown.

"Last competition we had I went on labour!" She kept yelling.

The Hipsters performed their songs and the public applauded them politely. They were good but not fabulous. The competition would be between Dalton and McKinley, apparently.

When the last song from the Hipsters ended, they all went backstage, Blaine hiding behind Kurt, to take their positions behind the curtains.

The music played, Quinn and Sam started singing, the curtains lifted and everything was perfect. Blaine remembered what it was like to perform, to sing, to be on a stage and he forgot about everything else. He was just there, singing and dancing with Kurt and his friends.

And then it was finished. They had done their two songs, Blaine had dance and sung the best he could, replacing Mercedes. She was the first one to clap, in the audience, ice in hands. She didn't want to miss the show so she refused to be driven to the hospital.

After saluting the audience, Blaine took Kurt's hand and went backstage.

"So that's why you ran off!" a voice said.

Kurt and Blaine turned around and they saw an Asian boy with an Afro-American one.

"Wes... David..." Blaine said "It- it's been a long time!"

"Indeed" the Asian boy said "And who might that be?

-Oh! This is Kurt. Kurt, this is Wes and David.

-Nice to meet you! I heard a lot about you!" Kurt said, shaking hands with the two Warblers.

Blaine was still shaken. But the guys didn't seem to b angry at him and they didn't ignore him. So he tried to relax and breathe right. He knew the two boys would have questions. He also knew that his parents were talking to Wes and David's parents. That meant that they knew what happened to him. So, he had to let Kurt go, for a moment.

"Kurt, could you excuse us a moment?" Blaine asked "Please

-You sure, honey?" Kurt asked, trying to hide the fact that he was insulted by being pushed away.

"Yeah... I just need... Time alone with them"

So Kurt let go of Blaine's hand and went to talk with Tina and Brittany. In fact, he didn't talk much. He mostly watched Blaine, from the distance. What is body language was saying and how the two other boys were reacting. It wasn't long before they were called back on stage to get the results of the competition.

Kurt waited for Blaine to come back, while Wes and David went with the other Warblers.

"You'll have to tell me everything, you know that?" Kurt whispered, playfully

"Soon, I promise!" Blaine said, before kissing Kurt's temple and going on stage to take positions.

Our two boys held hands while waiting. The announcer said first that the Hipsters were in third.

The whole group tensed. Even if they were second, they won't be going to Regionals. Kurt squeezed Blaine's hand so hard it almost broke. Then, all they heard was that it was a tie. Everybody was going to regionnals...

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Later that night, Kurt was in Blaine's room. They were lying on the bed, Kurt's head on Blaine's chest while the hazel eyed boy was running his fingers in the taller boy to soothe him.

Kurt was still angry about the outcome of the competition.

"I feel like I was on Oprah! But without the fun part! I mean, why give the first place to two groups when one of them was clearly superior! This is just nonsense!

-Sweetie...

-The Warblers were good, but according to Mercedes, they didn't even dance that much! Yes, their vocals are flawless but –

-Sweetie!

-They didn't even bother to make choreography!

-Kurt!

-What?

-Shut up, will you!"

Blushing to the tip of his ears, Kurt did what his boyfriend asked. However, he turned around and made a face.

"You don't have to act all bratty like that you know! We won, just not alone. At least, we know what our competition will be next!" Blaine explained

"I'm sooo sorry, oh Mighty One!" Kurt replied "I forgot where you allegiance were! So... Are Wes' parents paying for you to go to Dalton now? Or is it David's?

-Why are you like that? Yes, I'm defending them, as I would have defended the Hipsters if they had tied with us!

-Whatever...

-No! Not "Whatever"!" Blaine said as he sat up in his bed, forcing Kurt to sit up as well. "That's just being mean Kurt! They were good too and you know that!

-I know! It's just that we were better!

-No, tell me what's really about. Please."

Kurt deliberated for a moment.

"-I guess I didn't like the fact that you blew me off to be alone with them...

-Do I detect a little jealousy?

-I guess...

-Well, if that's comforting to you, I didn't exactly make up with them... They told me they ignored my emails on purpose after speaking with Thad. They started to regret it a few weeks later but writing back would just have been awkward...

-Wow... That's – that's sad...

-Yeah... But we'll try to write emails more often now. It won't be what we had, because I'm kind of angry at them, but that's a beginning...

-Indeed...

-So, no more jealousy?

-I guess not...

-C'mere"

Blaine pulled Kurt effectively on top of him and he lay down again. He cupped Kurt's neck and effectively pulled his lips towards his. They kissed softly for a moment before Blaine pulled out to say

"Glad you're not angry anymore... You still owe me a make out session"

They then started to kiss more passionately. Kurt opened his mouth, inviting Blaine in. Blaine's tongue invaded Kurt's mouth and let it trace every part of it, from the pointy edges of his teeth to the softness of his palate.

Their hands were running everywhere. Blaine even brushed Kurt's ass a few time.

While doing so, Blaine ran his hand down Kurt's back tentatively. Reaching the hem of Kurt's old t-shirt he wore to sleep, Blaine left it up a bit to touch the skin under. At the touch, Kurt gasped and moved his hip a little towards Blaine.

It was at this moment they realised they were both hard.

It only took a moment, looking at each other before Blaine was removing Kurt's shirt completely.

"-God, you're beautiful!" Blaine said before rolling them over so now Kurt was under Blaine. He then proceeded to kiss the paler boy neck and chest. He found a spot that seemed to make Kurt squirmed a little more so he tentatively pulled out his tongue and licked.

"Fuck! Blaine!" was all Kurt was able to say under Blaine's ministrations. So he let one hand run through the curly hair of his boyfriend while the other was gripping his shoulder.

Kurt's hips jerked again and this time he effectively grabbed Blaine's ass by pure instinct. Blaine ground down his hips, creating friction between them.

"Oh my god!" Kurt whispered

"Is this- is this alright?" Blaine asked, not sure if he was pushing to far

"Yes! Yes please! I need –"Kurt then managed to pull Blaine's shirt over his head. Blaine lowered himself to kiss Kurt, the skin on their chest meeting for the first time.

Kurt moved his hips up again while Blaine was grinding his down.

"Fuck! Kurt! I- I just

-I know! Let's just – Don't freak out!"

They soon found a good pace. Not too fast but not too slow. They had their moments alone, as every teenager had, but this was new. They were together, pleasuring each other and they never wanted this moment to stop.

"Honey! I need – Harder – just... please!" Kurt said, and Blaine obliged, groaning because he felt Kurt's hands on his ass, through his pyjamas pants, grabbing and trying to make him grind harder.

They sped up their pace as they felt heat invading their bodies. They were looking at each other the whole time, never letting their gaze going elsewhere.

"Kurt – sweetie, I – I need

-I know...Just let go."

It was not the mind blowing orgasm he was expecting, but Blaine came right there, in his pants, trying not to moan too loud. He couldn't think clearly and then, it happened. He let slip the words he was anxious to tell Kurt

"I love you!"

He then hoped that Kurt didn't hear because he looked too far gone in his pleasure. When his arms were not able to support him anymore, he fell onto Kurt who was panting too.

After a few moments, when they came down of their high, Kurt was the first to speak:

"Well... That was... Interesting" he said, still breathing heavily. "And you know what?

-What?" Blaine asked, sleepily

"Two things... I really need a shower right now!"

Blaine laughed a bit and then realized that he'd need one too.

"What's the second thing?" Blaine asked, getting up

"I love you too!" Kurt said, pulling Blaine down again to kiss him.