"I hate white." Blaine sighed a he entered the office, Sanatana just looked him up and down and continued to tap away at her tablet.

"I hope you like pink then because we have a meeting with the Berrys at 2."

"Didnt we just re-do her room a year ago?" Blaine groaned, this was not his morning and he really didnt feel like spending time in a bottle of pepto bismol.

"Look Hobbit, youre acting like a whiny little child and its getting on my damn nerves.Go and get your shit.I want you in the car at 1:35." Santana gave him a bitch glare and he put his hands up and walked out of the office. He stopped by the front desk to check his calender. He had meetings all day. He groaned and started banging his head on the table.

"Blaine if you keep doing that the employees are going to think Im the sane one. Lets go." Santana grabbed him by the edge of his bowtie and lead him out the door.

The Berry residence here I come.

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God Dammit Puck. Kurt fumed as he walked up the steps to the Berrys house.Puck had left his bag at the house and of course he was doing a job when he remembered. He walked towards the lounge area where Puck said he left it and from the corner of his eye her saw Hiram and Rachel drinking orange juice out of champagne glasses and chatting happily to someone across the table.

When Kurt came into full view he was met with questioning glances. "Kurt,its Saturday.You dont work again till Tuesday." Leroy said with a concerned look on his face.

"I know, Puck just left his bag here." Kurt answered pointing to the moss green satchel on the other side of the lounge.

Kurt moved to get the bag and was faced with the man of his dreams. He had curly black hair and caramel colored eyes that seemed to know his soul. He was dressed in a grey and orange bowtie and a grey suit. An latina woman dressed in red, with a stare of ten thousand knives winked at Kurt.He frowned and then realized that if he stayed any longer hed be kicked out of the residence. He grabbed the bag and waved at the Berrys.

"See you Tuesday!" Kurt called making eye contact with the man before walking off. Only after hed been in his navigator for a solid twenty minutes could he breathe again.

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"When did we start working on Tuesdays Blaine?" Santana asked as he slid into the passenger seat of her BMW. Blaine honestly didnt know, but after he saw those ocean blue eyes he was hooked. Santana seemed content with his lack of a response. "If its for the pool boy I must say he was defenitly eyefucking you."

"Really?" Blaine asked trying for nonchalant but failing. Santana just chuckled and turned the corner. Blaine looked out at all the houses, he could pick out 6 that hed done design for on the path of 10. He knew the layouts and swatches of every room in every house hes ever designed, when he was smaller his mother always used to tell him he had them memory of a elephant.

He was snapped out of the memory when Santanas phone rang. He looked at the caller ID to see the familiar hazel eyes and blonde locks of one Quinn Fabray. Blaine just looked at her.She stuck out her tongue before answering. "Hey babe...no,Im just leaving the Berrys...yeah I have him with me." Santana lowered the phone. "Blaine,Quinn said not to let her mother re-do their house white."

"I wouldnt dream of it."

Santana nodded and returned to her conversation. "Yeah, Im free tonight...see you at 7." She turned off her phone.

"When did that happen?" Blaine asked with a smile.He liked Quinn, and found that Santana was a little bit easier to deal with when she was dating Quinn.

"This morning, she called the office asking for you and we started talking." Santana blushed a little and parked in the lot to a little cafe. It was a gem that theyd found their first week out of school called Yuris Brasserie and had been going there ever since.

"Are you going to take her to the under 28 ball?"

"We just started talking again, lets not rush things." Blaine saw the mix of joy and fear on his friends face. He hugged her and smiled, silently letting her know hed always be there for her.

"Come on, we can talk more about both of our love lives after I have an espresso in me." Santana stated before sauntering into the cafe.

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Kurt collapsed onto one of the barstools that stood near their kitchen. Mike just looked up at him and dished soup into his bowl. After living together for five year Mike and Kurt had learned their own form of silent communication. If either of them came home looking exhausted or emotionally unstable, theyd offer up food and be a listening ear. Today was no different.

"You wanna talk about it?" Mike asked grabbing his own bowl.

"Im a failure." Kurt said. "Im not on Broadway,I cant get invited to that stupid 28 and under ball and Im single. Im 24 Mike, this should all be happening to me." Mike placed a soothing hand on his back. "And it doesnt help that the most gorgeous fucking man was at the Berry house and I looked like I clean pools for a living."

Mike just hugged him. "Hey,you may not have all those things but you have to work for them,you cant just sit and complain about it not happening. Go audition for some musicals, try to get invited to the dance, ask the guy from the Berry house out.He might just say yes." Kurt loved Mikes pep talks, especially when they came with his soup.

"Thanks."

"Anytime. Now lets watch reruns of Friends until Puck comes home and changes the channel." Kurt settled into the couch and Mike grabbed the remote. He turned on Netflix and they both sang in unison when the theme song came on.

So no one told you life was gonna be this way

Your jobs a joke, youre broke, youre love lifes D.O.A.

Its like youre always stuck in second gear

When it hasnt been your day, your week, your month, or even your year

Friends, you have no idea how accurate you are right now.

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Kurt hated Rachel Berry. She kept throwing herself at honey eyes and it was pissing him off. Hed planned his outfit to be functional yet fashionable and curly hadnt even looked his way. Kurt sighed and wiped the sweat from his brow.

"Long days work" He heard a voice say from behind him.

"You have no idea." Kurt responded before turning around. He was face to face with honey eyes.He had a bright smile and eyebrows like little triangles.

"Kurt right? I saw you last time I was here.Im Blaine."

"Nice to meet you Blaine." Kurt shook his hand and blushed a little bit.He took a deep breath and recalled his conversation with Mike. "Um...Blaine are...are you gay?" Blaine just chuckled a little bit and smiled broadly at Kurt.

"Very."

"Im sorry,Ill probably sound like an idiot or a delusional little kid,but are you free tomorrow night?"

Blaine just smiled at him and ran his hands through his hair. "I have a meeting tomorrow night,but if youre free Thursday night?" Kurt nodded and smiled.He pulled a black card with silver writing out of a maroon notepad. "Call me." Blaine said and turned to walk away from Kurt.

He turned his head to see Rachel glaring at him through the shiny glass window.She huffed and stomped back up to her room. Kurt chuckled a little bit before returning to the pool at hand. Then it hit him I have a date with honey eyes. He started whistling as he finished of the large rectangular pool.

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Blaine hadnt whistled in a long time.Sure he loved music and sang often but whistling was a rarity.Thats why Santana didnt know it was him when he bust into their joint office and found her in a compromising position.

"Hey Quinn, Hey Santana, do you have a quick minute to go over the designs for the Gilbert and Berry houses?"

Quinn gasped at how calm he was being and Santana stood from her place in between Quinns legs. "I want you to remember this moment for when I find you and the pool boy fucking on your desk."

"Pool boy?" Quinn asked as she pulled her jeans over her waist. Santana pressed a kiss to her cheek and she blushed.

"His name is Kurt and Im much more careful than you are." Blaine replied flipping through his notebook.

"Im glad you found someone." Quinn said looking into Santanas eyes. As much as he loved Santana having sex in their office was a little much. "I have a lunch meeting with a photographer, see you tonight." Quinn kissed Santana before sauntering out of the office building.

"Santana...never again." Blaine shuddered, finally making eye contact with his friend.She just laughed and walked towards Blaine.

"So his name is Kurt?"

"Way to change the subject, and yes his name is Kurt, Ill be seeing him Thursday."

"Oh! Im so happy my little Hobbit is going to get his dick sucked." Santana squealed coming to hug him.

"God! You smell like sex!" Blaine escaped her grasp and ran towards the door. "Get me my swatches ‘Tana!"

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"Kurt! Some rich looking dude is here for you!" The tall man with a mohawk called out. Blaine chuckled and shifted from outside the door frame. He was a few minutes early and hoped that Kurt didnt mind. "Oh, come on in." Blaine stepped inside the apartment. It looked like a frat house and Blaine had to keep from cringing.He didnt want to ruin a date over the layout of his flat.

Kurt came out of one of the rooms looking fantastic.He wore a lavender button up with black pants and a jacket of varying purples and black. If he looks like this, he must have better taste than that...stop it Blaine. "You look amazing."

Kurt blushed and and Blaine handed him the roses he bought before he came to the apartment. "Thank you." Kurt placed the flowers in a vase and lead Blaine out of the apartment.

"Sorry about the apartment,I moved in with Puck, and what I wouldnt do to get an interior designer in there."

"You already had one." Blaine quipped, and when he saw Kurts puzzled face he realized he had to elaborate. "Thats what I do, Im an interior designer."

Kurt covered his face with his hands. "Oh god.Im so ashamed!"

"Hey theres no need to be." Blaine said resting a hand on Kurts lower back. "Lets go and enjoy our date."

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"Best date ever!" Blaine called out to Kurt.He was clinging on to the large stuffed bear Kurt had won him in ringtoss.Kurt just laughed and squeezed Blaines hand.

"Im glad you liked it, but I bet it wasnt as great as all of those fancy dates youve been on."

"Nonsense! This is the best date Ive ever been on in my life!" Kurt shook his head and asked himself why he let Blaine hit both of their cotten candies. Blaine pulled them towards the ferris wheel and into a carriage.

The ferris wheel started to move and Blaine kept staring at him. "Blaine?"

"Im sorry for staring, its just that youre so beautiful." Blaine leaned in and kissed him deeply. Kurt knew that this is what a kiss should feel like, overwhelming and just simply amazing.But then the doubt clouded over him.He placed his hand on Blaines arm.

"You dont want me...Im not wealthy, I dont look like a supermodel, why would you ever want me?"
"I couldnt care less about those things, I want you for you." Blaine said with sincerely in his voice and love in his gaze. "I want you."

Blaine leaned in and kissed him again and this time Kurt didnt let him doubt himself or Blaine.

Best Date Ever.