Kurt felt a little weird replying to Blaine's texts the next week. He was very much aware of the constant flirting and after receiving a very long and boring and repetitive lecture from Rachel and Finn a like Kurt had made the conscious decision to hold back on the flirty comments. It was hard. They talked in class but Kurt made up excuses to keep away from Blaine after classes. Luckily Sebastian hadn't been popping up. The wild Sebastian sightings were really starting to grate.

"The results go up today." Blaine said appearing over Kurt's shoulder in Biology on Wednesday. "Are you nervous?"

"Always. Courage though right?" Kurt replied looked back. Blaine stood up on the chair behind him and climbed down to the next row. He plopped down in the seat and flashed Kurt a broad smile that he returned.

"Don't worry, you were great." Blaine said. He reached inside of his bag and took out his notebook.

"One day that compliment is going to lose meaning." Kurt said as he twirled his pen.

Blaine shrugged. "Let me know when it does, will you?"

With Blaine it was hard not to care about him and extremely hard to care that he was already taken. Kurt swallowed. He didn't have a reply. Besides, class was starting.

Half way through class Blaine set a tiny folded piece of paper on Kurt's desk. He opened it. Written in Blaine's elegant scrawl was a message,

Coffee & cookie?

Kurt peaked over at Blaine. He was facing straight and now jotting down the notes from the power point. It was suddenly starting to hurt. The act of wanting Blaine so bad but knowing he couldn't have him because of Sebastian, Blaine's boyfriend of two years. Kurt stared at Blaine longingly for a moment before tearing his gaze away and returning it to his notebook. He wrote out a quick reply.

Sebastian?

Blaine's smile faded when he read it, like he forgotten about the boy he was in love with. He rolled his bottom lip and out of his mouth. He was thinking. Probably thinking of his conscious and how he knew this was wrong. Blaine folded the paper and shoved it under the notebook to be forgotten in place of Sebastian.

Kurt hated that he didn't respond with a 'Yes'. He was in love with Blaine, true, but he knew this was wrong. Very wrong.

At the end of class Blaine didn't bring up the note or coffee. He did however ask to accompany Kurt to see the list that was supposed to be posted around three. They still had about forty-five minutes. Kurt obliged him. It was starting to feel awkward again. It always became awkward whenever Sebastian was brought to attention.

"Kurt, I wanted to ask you something." Blaine said. They waited by the bulletin board for the cast list to be posted. A few others were impatiently crowded in the small hallway.

Kurt inclined his head to Blaine looking confused yet interested. Honestly, Kurt was terrified by this information. He worried what Blaine might have wanted to ask him.

"The homecoming game is this weekend, and I'm kind of a football fan. I don't know if you'd be interested but I was wondering if you wanted to go." If Kurt wasn't mistaken that was sweat on Blaine's brow.

"And will Sebastian be mad that you're inviting me?" Kurt said rather coldly.

"Will you stop it with the Sebastian thing already?" That came out sudden and with inexplicable anger. Blaine sighed knowing it had come off harsher than he intended. Plus people were looking because of the raised voices. "I'm my own person, and I can have whoever I want as a friend."

"Really now?" Kurt asked cautiously.

"Yes, really. Plus Sebastian is going to be out of town. We usually go, but he has to go back to Columbus." Blaine admitted.

Kurt was surprised. He waited a minute trying to search for Blaine's intentions.

"So I'm a back up choice?"

"No!" Blaine said quickly, "I didn't mean it like that. It's just, if Sebastian can't be there then I'll be going alone. And I can't think of another person I'd like to spend a Saturday night with watching a bunch of grown men tackle one another."

Kurt made a face. Blaine did too. He blushed furiously.

"That was supposed to come out a lot less dirty than that." Blaine said.

Kurt's lips tightened as he tried to suppress a smile. He nodded, "Of course it was."

"Really though, I'd love not to be alone there." Blaine was practically begging with his puppy dog eyes now.

Kurt pursed his lips and then grinned. "Well, my brother is on the football team so I guess I should go support him in this big game."

"Fantastic!"

The woman with the red hair came bustling out of her office and around the corner, a single sheet of paper in her hand. Her glasses were sliding down the bridge of her nose as she walked. She pushed them up twice before she reached the board. With a single push pin she hung it up and spun around retreating back to her office. Everyone stood still eyeing one another wondering who would jump at the sheet first. Then everyone went at once. It was like the movies. Kurt bounced on the balls of his feet trying to see around the bodies that stood between him and the moment of truth. Steadily the people dispersed and it was Kurt and Blaine remaining.

"I can't look." Kurt said his hand flying up over his eye.

Blaine chuckled beside him. He grabbed his shoulders and gently pushed him forward. His fingers separated and like watching a scary movie he peaked through. Kurt spotted his name and his hand dropped to his side.

"Boq." Kurt stated in a mixture of surprise and disgust. "I got Boq?"

Blaine put a hand on his shoulder, "Don't sound so thrilled now Kurt."

"Yes but Boq? I thought maybe the Wizard at least." Kurt was thoroughly disappointed.

"I bet you're going to be the greatest Boq that ever existed. He's a great character, and he becomes the tinman." Blaine's attempt at encouragement, while much appreciated, wasn't working too well.

"Great, I become a man made from metal with no heart." Kurt said bitterly.

"If it makes you feel better, I'm turned into a brainless straw man." Blaine's brow line arched upward. It was cute. Basically all of his facial expressions were cute. Blaine had gotten Fiyero, which Kurt was very proud of. Sure he was a little jealous but he couldn't be mad at Blaine.

"Right well at least you can be the Fiyero to Rachel's-Oh my Oz." Kurt's mouth hung open as he stared at the list. His mouth hung open. Rachel's name was on the cast list all right, but her name wasn't where it was expected to be. When Blaine saw this his face etched with worry.

"Rachel is not going to be happy about this. And I'm going to have to be the one to hear about it." Kurt was glad Rachel wasn't here right now.

"Well, at least she got a part. She'll be happy." Blaine said.

Kurt made some sort of noise that was a mix between a scoff and a snort. "Believe me Rachel is never happy unless the spotlight is fixed on her. The tiniest shift in her weird world where she is the center of everything could cause major backlashes in this one. It's like telling a small child that they can't have a puppy. There is plenty of crying, shouting and everything between."

Blaine winced, "Yikes."

He didn't want to be within a mile of Rachel when she saw the list. Thankfully her class still had twenty minutes left. This gave Kurt an ample amount of time to get out of the way.

It suddenly occurred to Kurt that he didn't congratulate Blaine on his success. He smiled and lightly punched Blaine in the arm. It was something not Kurt but he was afraid to hug him and for some reason the manly arm punch seemed the appropriate thing to do.

"You got Fiyero. That's wonderful. You doubted your acting skills and see where it took you? A leading role." Kurt smirked.

Blaine, modest shook his head, "I wouldn't have tried out if wasn't for you."

"True. That is true, you can thank me for all of it." Kurt joked.

Blaine responded with a laugh and they walked off down the hall.

"Okay, tell me honestly Kurt. Are you happy with the part you got at all?" Blaine asked. He put another sugar packet in his coffee. Kurt didn't feel much like coffee, especially after learning his coffee order was the same as Sebastian's. He stood and waited with Blaine though.

Kurt folded his hands in front of him. "I mean, I got a part in Wicked and I am happy. Don't get me wrong, I just-" he paused. "I'm happy. I really am."

Blaine stirred the sugar in, tapped the stick on the edge of the cup and tossed it out. "You're lying." Blaine said, replacing the lid.

Kurt was taken back by Blaine's blunt response. His eyes zeroed in on Blaine. Folding his arms Kurt turned. "No, I'm not."

The little tiny flames of anger in Kurt's eyes must have appeared funny to Blaine because he chuckled and smiled back at Kurt. He took a sip of his coffee, "Kurt."

"Blaine." Kurt mocked his tone and walked away.

Blaine quickly followed, "Look, I'm sorry if offended you or something."

"Stop it." Kurt whispered softly so Blaine hardly heard him. He turned suddenly to Blaine nearly causing him to spill the coffee everywhere. "Blaine, I'm not mad and I'm not lying. Was I maybe hoping for a larger role that started with a Fi and ended with an Yero? Yes. Before you ask I don't resent you for it so don't give me that puppy dog gaze that says 'I'm sorry please still be my friend and love me.' You don't need to. I'm completely fine and happy you got the role. And I'm sure that Sebastian will be glad too. Now he can get off my back. I'm tied of his sloth like face haunting me. You can tell him I said those words too."

Blaine cocked his head to the side. His fingers causally drummed on the coffee cup. "You think I look like a puppy dog?"

He totally ignored the fact that Kurt blatantly insulted his boyfriend. Either that or Blaine couldn't care. Kurt rolled his eyes and before he could turn a full shade of red he went back to walking away. "Goodbye Blaine! Congrats." he called back. At a glance there was a satisfied expression on Blaine's face but Kurt couldn't fully tell, he only saw it for a fleeting second.

On his way back to the room Kurt's phone went off. Kurt mumbled to himself thinking it was Blaine but Rachel's name appeared instead. He tensed and debated opening the text. She must have seen the cast list. He opened it and braced himself.

MADAME MORRIBLE!?!?! -R

The Sebastian-less football game excited Kurt more than anything. He could hang around Blaine for once, as friends, and not have to worry about the smell of musky little rodent hair clogging up his nostrils. Blaine met Kurt outside his dorm and from there they walked across campus to the stadium with Rachel. The entire walk there was a long conversation-more like rant-on Rachel's behalf. It highlighted why she should have gotten Elphaba or at least Glinda.

"Here we go." Kurt groaned, with a sideways glance to Blaine.

"I don't even look lie I could play Madam Morrible. I don't know what went wrong. Maybe they thought I was too good and would outshine the others, so they had to put me in a lesser role." Rachel's pathetic attempt to convince herself that she was still perfect was entertaining to say the least.

Blaine didn't say anything but Kurt was able to read what he was thinking. They both just nodded along with Rachel. Kurt had heard this speech about half a dozen times since Wednesday and it was now Saturday. He was ready to jump in front of one of the campus buses.

At least at the game the crowd cheering and the band playing drowned Rachel's voice out. Her attention also turned to Finn on the field. After a few fumbles and a few good plays Blaine finally looked over to Kurt with a smile.

"You're not much of a football fan are you?"

"Guilty. I like scarves. But I used to play football. Like once. It was short lived." Kurt said.

Blaine looked impressed and a little surprised. "You played football?"

"It was a long story, I was the kicker." Kurt shrugged and shifted uncomfortable on the cool metal bench.

Blaine didn't take his eyes off of Kurt. "You're making that up. I know you're messing with me."

"No. I'm telling you the truth. Oh and I was a cheerleader too." Kurt crossed his legs and folded his hands into his lap.

Blaine scoffed and playfully elbowed him. He shook his head his smile greater than ever before. "Could you be anymore perfect?"

Kurt was unable to keep the utter look of surprise off his face. He stared like an idiot at Blaine for about half a minute before showing a smile. His heart rate accelerated. Blaine was close again beside him drinking in the idea of Kurt being both a football player and a cheerleader. Kurt felt color rush to his cheeks. Rachel hadn't heard the exchange. She was too busy jumping and cheering like a mad woman. Even some of the biggest fans were staring at her.

"I could try but I don't think it would be fair." Kurt replied breathless.

Blaine laughed and they exchanged a flirty gaze and then the football game caught and held their attention. Kurt couldn't get what Blaine said out of his head. He spent the rest of the game trying to figure it out. He never asked about it knowing it would be weird. It was already weird.

The football game ended and Finn had scored the winning touchdown. Rachel met this with an earsplitting shriek of delight. She sounded like a teakettle; Kurt flinched and for a moment was actually afraid for his life. They flooded out of the crowded stadium and met Finn.

"You were amazing!" Rachel cried and she leapt into the air, her arms latching around Finn's neck almost pulling him to the ground.

"Whoa! Uh, thanks Rachel." He said. They kissed. Kurt felt awkward only because Blaine was standing next to him.

Kurt cupped his hand over his mouth when they didn't part. "There are places you can continue this you know."

Finn laughed nervously. "Yeah, sorry. Oh guys, the team is having a party at one of the Frat houses if you all want to come."

Kurt looked hesitant and was about to turn the offer down but Blaine was a quick to jump with a yes. Naturally Kurt said yes too.

The party was everything a college party should be. Red cups, beer pong, attractive girls losing all ambition and not caring if some creep felt them up. Kurt felt very out of place. Blaine still had an eager gleam to his eyes.

"This is kind cool isn't it?" Blaine shouted above the noise.

"I think the only thing missing is the Togas." Kurt called back.

As if reading his mind a guy walked past Kurt wearing a pale blue bed sheet, he raised a red cup and said something that didn't even sound like words but people responded.

"Nevermind." Kurt took a step back away from the man with the red cup. He really didn't want beer spilling onto his jacket.

"Come on, Kurt it's fun! A college party. Oh hey, drink table." Blaine pointed to the corner of the room. Kurt made his usual bitch face.

"Blaine, that's a keg not a table."

Blaine patted Kurt on the back, "Same thing. Hey, do you want one?"

"Not really."

It only took three more minutes to regret this decision. But he stayed regardless. It was crowded, it smelled like unwashed socks and alcohol, and after a few hours Blaine was five red cups in and completely gone. Kurt sat on the edge of one of the couches surveying the rest of the people ith the up most annoyance. He hadn't seen Finn and Rachel for an hour and wondered if they bailed. When 1:15 came around he grew tired of sitting in what may have been urine, Kurt wasn't sure.

"Kurt!' Blaine followed him outside. He had a goofy smile on his face and a clouded daze in his eyes. Kurt chuckled a little as Blaine stumbled over to him. "I found you!" he said.

"Oh okay, let's get you back to your dorm. Come on, we're gonna go for a walk." Kurt said. The smell of beer on Blaine's breath made Kurt's stomach lurch. It was the least attractive thing ever. Still, Blaine was his friend and he needed help.

They crossed through campus as Blaine sang, rather off key, "Somewhere Only We Know". It was cute though. Suddenly Blaine stopped his laughing and smiling. Kurt turned and reach out to get to continue walking.

"We're not there yet." Kurt said, he had taken on the tone of a mother to a child.

"Kurt." Blaine whined, "Remember when I said you were perfect?"

Kurt blinked. He froze, "Y-yes."

"I really meant it." Blaine said his speech slurring a little. Kurt moved closer and put his hands on Blaine's shoulders and started to lead him forward again.

"You're drunk Blaine, we'll get you back and you'll sleep it off." Kurt said.

Blaine pushed Kurt's hands off of him. He turned to face Kurt. The expression on his face was almost tortured. He looked like a four year old denied his favorite toy or desert after dinner.

"You don't get it Kurt." Blaine said, his voice like a child. Blaine was so vulnerable right now and Kurt wasn't so sure if he liked it. He wasn't exactly in control after having consumed many red cups of liquid courage.

"No, I do." Kurt said refusing to let him continue. Once again he moved to Blaine, but he recoiled.

"You're hair is like, perfect. And your face!" Blaine exclaimed his gestures were wild. Kurt clenched his jaw. This hurt. Kurt couldn't explain how much all of this hurt.

"Blaine, we need to get you home before you wake up the entire campus." Kurt wrapped his arm firmly around him.

Blaine slid out of it and maneuvered around and within the blink of an eye Blaine's hands clasped Kurt's face and pulled him close. There lips touched and Kurt melted. Beyond the alcohol smell the kiss was nice. It was fierce, passionate but mostly one sided as Kurt was frozen. The kiss lasted for half a minute. Kurt was the brightest shade of red. His breath was completely gone when Blaine pulled back. The drunken stupor in Blaine's eyes was gone. They gaped at one another. Blaine turned and walked away without a word, he looked pale under the campus lamps. Kurt could still feel Blaine's lips pressed on his. He touched his lips gently staring after Blaine until he was out of sight.