"I know I'm supposed to wait like, 48 hours or something before I call you, because I think that's the rules of dating? But I tried waiting and I couldn't do it anymore," Blaine said into the phone, his voice rushed.

Kurt laughed. He laughed very loudly. He laughed probably too loud for the given situation. Blaine was going to wait two whole days before he called? And he was purposely waiting? Oh, this was just too much.

"I'm glad you called now," Kurt said, sarcasm leaking though his voice. "I was kind of going crazy waiting," he said, his voice softer.

"So you're not freaked out that I'm calling so soon?" Blaine asked.

"God, no." Kurt laughed again. "I've been pacing, Blaine. Pacing."

"So what do you say about that date?" Blaine asked, his voice uneasy again.

"When and where?"

"How about I come pick you up and we can go do one of my favorite things in the whole world?" Blaine asked, his voice settling back down to its normal tempo.

"Yes," Kurt said, his nerves growing instead of evening out like Blaine's.

"When should we go? Friday sound alright to you?"

"No!" Kurt shouted, louder than he meant to. "I mean…" Kurt cleared his throat. "Can it be sooner? I've been driving myself crazy with waiting just for this phone call."

Blaine let out a sigh of what sounded like relief.

"Absolutely. I didn't want to wait, but I didn't want to scare you off. You have to understand, this is not something I do often. I want to do it right," Blaine pleaded. "I want to do this right for you."

Kurt's breath caught in his throat again. All of the worries he felt melted away at Blaine's words. He did want this just as bad as Kurt. Of course he did, they were soul mates, weren't they?

"Tonight?" Kurt asked, his voice shaking again.

"Of course, Kurt, as soon as you want. Oh, I'm so glad you said that," Blaine laughed nervously again. "I didn't want to wait. But I would have for you. But oh man, I'm glad I don't have to."

Kurt smiled at Blaine's rambling. It must have been a nervous habit for him. There was a pleased feeling sunk down in Kurt's stomach knowing that he had the power to make Blaine nervous like that.

"Text me your address and I'll pick you up at six." Blaine insisted, his voice still a little rushed.

"Of course," Kurt said, his heart still fluttering and his body practically vibrating with excitement.

"Okay, see you tonight," Blaine said. Kurt could practically hear that award-winning smile on his face.

"Okay," Kurt mirrored the smile.

"Bye, Kurt."

"Bye," he reciprocated, his voice light and airy. Kurt's smile grew even larger on his face. "Wait! Where are we going?" The line was already dead. Kurt huffed. How was he supposed to know what to wear?

Even though he was left in the dark, Kurt couldn't help the smile plastered on his face. He had a date! A date with his soul mate! He had a date with his soul mate who just so happened to be Blaine freaking Anderson. The squeal that came out of his mouth was involuntary and perhaps a bit too loud, because the next thing he knew, Rachel was back at his door with a scared look on his face.

"HE CALLED!" Kurt shouted at her, running up and swinging his arms around her body. "And we're going out! Tonight!" Kurt's face fell. "Oh no. We're going out tonight! It's past three and he said he was picking me up at six! Oh god" Kurt pushed Rachel away and ran to his closet. The mild look of disgust on her face was not even seen by Kurt in his rush.

Kurt was just laying out his finalized outfit (Alexander McQueen asymmetrical button up white shirt, worn with Alexander McQueen cardigan, burgundy skinny jeans and matching bow tie, all brought together with his white Doc Martens) and hummed in appreciation of his choices. It was a safe bet for nearly anything they did, since Blaine forgot to mention where they would be going. Kurt could do basically anything in this outfit while still looking fabulous. Beside his clothes on his bed, his phone buzzed twice signaling a text message.

From: Unknown number: Kurt? I need your address, remember?

Kurt blushed at his mistake and quickly typed out his address and sent it to the number, saving the number under Blaine's name while he was at it.

Deciding it would be best to just shower again, since he had been too preoccupied to dry his hair properly this morning, Kurt practically ran into the bathroom, fearing how fast his time to get ready was slipping by. He showered quickly, making sure to use extra of his vanilla and sandalwood body wash so he smelled fresh.

When Kurt was drying himself off, he saw his phone blinking at the top right corner, indicating a notification. A smile cracked on his face when he read it.

From: Blaine: Great. Can't wait to see you! :) :) :)

Blaine's enthusiasm was heart warming. No longer did Kurt feel like he was alone in his sudden craving for the other man. Blaine was just as excited about this as he was, even if he did have more people crawling on him constantly.

The realization hit Kurt like a kick in the stomach. Blaine was famous. How did he expect to keep up with him? He always had people hanging on him, begging for is attention. How was he supposed to let Blaine be ogled at without feeling the crippling jealousy he was anticipating? How as he supposed to not see Blaine for days on end while he was off touring? Blaine wasn't even out to the media, as far as Kurt knew. How long would he have to keep his relationship—relationship? Is that what this was?—a secret?

Kurt sighed and shook his head. This wasn't the time. This was just a date, no matter how much he wanted it to signify the rest of their lives together. Kurt was willing to take baby steps with Blaine. This was the first of hopefully many, and he wasn't going to let his fears stop him from having a date with his soul mate for Pete's sake! A smile crept back on his face as he remembered Blaine's enthusiasm. How could he worry when a boy like Blaine was just as eager as he was?

Kurt dried his hair, properly this time, and set out on his pre-date moisturizing routine (extensive, but not as intense as his before bed routine) as he hummed the tune that started this all. After he was dressed, Kurt looked at himself and couldn't help the smug look on his face. This was one of his best outfits. If it didn't impress Blaine, nothing would.

A quick glance at his phone showed that he still had half an hour before Blaine said he would be here. He took his phone and headed out into the living room to find Rachel eating noodles out of a bowl in front of the TV. She let out a low whistle when she saw him.

Kurt blushed, ducking his head, but the small smile still appeared on his lips. Forcing down the nervous butterflies in his stomach, he sat down next to Rachel and mindlessly watched whatever reality show she had on.

For now, all he could do was wait. Again. Yet, this time, the waiting didn't seem so bad because of what was promised to come in the very near future.