During all the time he waited for Cooper to arrive, Kurt replayed all the events of his day in his mind. How Blaine broke up with him even though Kurt was in love with him, how he drove around for hours because the sound of his engine seemed to soothe him, how older man seemed to like him. In his drunken mind, all three things came up together, they even made sense ; he needed to have Cooper Anderson in his car.

The bar emptied even more and Kurt was still alone, sitting in his car, waiting. The teenager was lost in his thoughts on how to seduce Cooper -maybe give him a road head since he never had the chance with Blaine - when he heard a tap in the driver's window beside him. Letting out a yell, he locked the doors a looked. All he saw was Cooper Anderson, with his dashing smile and his stupid blue eyes. Even in their differences (and with the help of alcohol) Cooper looked so much like his younger sibling.

"Come on Kurt! Get out! I took a cab here and I'm going to drive your car. Your place?"

Kurt fumbled a bit with the unlock button of the SUV. When he managed to open the door, he fell off in Cooper's arms

"No! My dad! He - he would kill me!" Kurt tried to stand up with a panicked look.

"Whoa, there, man!" Cooper said laughing "It's okay! I'll drive us to my place! Blaine's probably asleep anyway so bringing you to my parent's house can't be a good idea."

Upon hearing Blaine's name, Kurt swallowed hard, fighting the lump forming in his throat. Cooper didn't know yet about the break up.

Well, duh! If he knew, he wouldn't have come to pick you up! the still sober part of his mind reminded him

"How many drinks did you have?"

"Dunno..." Kurt answered "Enough"

Kurt's plan to suck Cooper's cock in the car got ruined when Cooper stirred him towards the back seat.

"Come on! Less likely to vomit if you lay down"

Once again in front of a all too familiar scene, Kurt couldn't help but to pull at Cooper until he laid down with him. But unlike Blaine once, Kurt didn't succeed. His muscled were too floppy and Cooper was too strong.

"Lost your balance here, Kurt? You sure you don't want me to drive you home? I predict a huge hangover tomorrow!"

"No... It's okay..." Kurt mumbled, disappointed in the fact that his mighty plan failed.

"Okay, then." Cooper responded "Let's get out of here!"

Cooper sat behind the steering wheel and the engine roared. Kurt closed his eyes, listening to the familiar sound. He tried to fight his erection, realizing that Cooper and Blaine shared the same scent. He never noticed that in the few months he knew Cooper. Maybe it was his senses playing with him but Kurt could swear that the Anderson Brothers smelled the same.

"Fucking assholes!" Kurt murmured

"I know, right?" Cooper mysteriously answered "They refused to give me an audition under the pretense that I needed to have brown eyes. Apparently, they didn't have budget for contact lenses. They could have changed the role for me! They needed me on that production! And you know what..." But Kurt never knew what. He shut Cooper's voice off, trying to come up with another plan.

Since Cooper's apartment didn't have parking space, Cooper had to leave the car on the street. Kurt, of course, remembered that information from the times he visited Cooper with Blaine. He remembered that they'll have to walk a bit to get in the flat.

When Coop helped Kurt up from the backseat, Kurt clutched to his shoulder, who were a little bit too high to be comfortable. During their little walk to the apartment, Kurt stumble a bit, tripping over his own feet. After all, it was all part of the plan. Kurt fell enough so that Cooper had to lean a bit to help Kurt on his feet again. When Kurt regained balance, Cooper was still leaning. Gripping his chance, Kurt approached his lips from Cooper's. The older man, though, got his back straight again.

"Whoa there, boy! You have the wrong brother." Cooper said still laughing "You're really funny when you're drunk. But you should be careful and stop chasing straight guys, man."

Kurt mumbled a bit, something about his plans always failing but he said it so low that Cooper didn't understand.

"There we are!" Cooper said when they reached the apartment block. "Lucky for you, I live in the basement. Which means, less stairs. Come on."

They opened the door and Kurt managed to get in the apartment without getting his ankle sprained. Cooper led Kurt to his spare bedroom. The very one Blaine sleep in when he can't bear to be around his dad.

Kurt sat down on the bed, waiting for Cooper. He was gone getting some aspirin and a giant glass of water to prevent a bit of Kurt's hangover

"Before I let you go to bed, Kurt, I need to ask you something" Cooper said as Kurt heart clenched. Cooper knew. Or he would soon when he'll ask why Kurt got wasted. He knew or will know soon that Kurt wasn't good enough for Blaine anymore. That's why Cooper insisted to take him to his own house instead of letting him crash here, because Kurt didn't have the right to ask Cooper for help anymore. "Can you give me your dad's cell phone number? I'll just text him to let him know you're here and not at my brother's place."

Kurt then let himself relax and gave Cooper his father's number. Cooper tuck him in bed like he would have done for his own little brother and was about to get out of the door when Kurt asked a hug with a desperate voice.

Cooper thought it was because Blaine wasn't there and Kurt needed it in order to sleep. Kurt knew it was because Cooper, in the semi-dark room looked exactly like Blaine would have looked. Same posture, and, when drunk and laying down on a bed, same height.

Cooper chuckled and come back near the bed to hug Kurt. He was startled when Kurt pulled at him, trying to reach Cooper's lips with his own.

"Okay, man! You need to stop that."

"But I need it! I need to know I'm worth it. Please" Kurt responded, tangling his fingers in Cooper's hair

"Kurt, you know I can't do that to Blaine. And besides, I have no interest in you." Kurt's face fell down "First, you can't help my career. Second, you're a guy."

Kurt started to cry at that very moment. Maybe he was destined to be single for the rest of his life. In the mist of his thoughts, he saw Finn's face, Blaine's face, Jake's face. All three of them were spinning in his mind, laughing.

"Kurt? What's wrong?" Cooper asked, wondering what he had said. He knew he may had been a little harsh but he needed Kurt to understand. On Kurt's part, though, that was it. His tears intensified and he had trouble breathing in between his sobs.

"Hey man... Shhhh... It'll be okay... I guess..." Cooper said, trying to calm the teenage boy. But Kurt didn't calm down for a few minutes. He was clutching at Cooper's shirt, soaking his shoulder with tears while Cooper was petting his hair. When his sobs calmed down, Kurt started to speak.

"It's - It's Blaine. He - he broke up with - with me. I - I don't know why. He - He just broke up with me. Li-Like that" Kurt tried to explain

"That does not make any sense. Blaine's loves you!" Cooper tried to reassure Kurt.

"That's - that's what he di-did!" Kurt replied, crying even more.

"Shhhh... It's okay, Kurt." Cooper whispered. "I promise I'll talk to him, okay? Try to sleep... It'll be all right, I promise. I'll talk to him in the morning. I'll try to figure out what's happening under his helmet of gel, okay? Sssshhh... Sleep now..."

Cooper waited for Kurt to fall asleep. He couldn't help but smile when he saw Kurt snuggling in the pillow. He knew the pillow smelled like Blaine and that Kurt was taking comfort in the scent. Nonetheless, Cooper was infuriated. He tried to keep a composure for Kurt but deep down, he wanted to kill Blaine. The same Blaine that had wedding plans with Kurt. The same Blaine who was head over heels for the boy.