Honestly, Kurt felt far too much relief that Blaine had decided to follow, because even if he wasn’t ready to tell him everything he couldn’t actually let him go without apologizing and equivocating on his excuse. Kurt went back to fixing his hair, using the windows as a slight mirror before giving up entirely and just pushing the stray strands back. He ran this fingers under each eye, stifling a yawn not that his brain wasn’t being overly stimulated with loud music, cheering, remembering orders and maintaining a professional appearance until he could go home, sort out the room and then collapse on his bed for a few hours before he had to get up to work at the coffee shop. He wasn’t entirely sure how long he could keep this up, it’s only been two days and he was tired, but he’d manage because that’s exactly what he did. He didn’t blame Blaine for taking a seat far away from him, and in any other situation he’d have found it amusing since that used to be him making sure there was space between them to make sure he felt calm and in control. He sharply shook his head, turning in the chair so he was sat properly at the table. “Yes I have, and I need to apologize.” Kurt let his fingers bet against the wooden table a little before looking back over to Blaine and sighing a little. “I should’ve told you I was back, first of all. And I’m sorry that I haven’t seen or talked to you since then…” Well that was one way of putting ‘I’ve been purposefully avoiding you’ without sounding too harsh. “I’ve just had a lot on my plate.”

Blaine sat patiently in his seat, leaning his side against the edge of the table with his elbow propped on its surface and rested his cheek in his hand. His free fingers delicately running down the glass of beer, playing with the condensation drips that were rolling down the side of it. Really it was just a way to distract himself from whatever Kurt was doing, because it was hard enough to pay attention when he felt like he had done something wrong, let alone to accept the fact that he was just trying to stay away from him. But eventually he glanced up nonetheless, his fingers still moving aimlessly along the cool glass as he noticed how tired Kurt seemed. Blaine opened his mouth to comment on it but thought better of it, best not to draw attention to it. He let his eyes finally drop to the glass again, wondering why in the world Kurt would be apologizing for anything, usually it was Blaine who’d be apologizing for anything and everything. He was always the one to mess up after all. Lifting his face out of his hand he leaned away from the table and picked up his glass to take another drink. Once he had put it back down, empty and all, he turned back to Kurt, taking a breath and just letting it out, “You really don’t have to apologize, honestly. And I don’t blame you for not saying anything, clearly you are busy. But I understand if you have something - or multiple things - going on, trust me I do. I just…” Blaine finally glanced away for a moment, his gaze lingering on the empty glass beside him before he sighed and ran a couple fingers over the back of his neck and underneath his collar, “…I don’t know, I just thought I did something wrong.”