Friday after biology, Kurt and Blaine walked to the union arms linked. It felt great to be so open with Blaine now. There were no more hidden meanings behind everything he said to Blaine or worries about him finding out about his crush. Blaine was now his, and Kurt was Blaine's. Kurt hadn't seen Blaine this happy before. There were those smiles that he saved for Kurt but they seemed brighter now. The baggage that he had before was gone.

"You were in Glee club in school right?" Kurt asked as Blaine paid for their coffee.

"Yeah. The Dalton Academy Warblers." Blaine said with pride.

Kurt smiled, "Sounds so professional and prestigious. We were just called the New Directions."

Blaine's jaw dropped open and stars lit up in his eyes. He stared at Kurt like he had just met a celebrity.

"The New Directions? You mean the ones who took Nationals in 2012, the underdogs who came out on top over Vocal Adrenaline? You're kidding me."

Kurt tried not to seem too smug. Their victory was pretty great. He was ecstatic to have gotten a National title under his belt before graduating.

"That would be us, Rachel and Finn too." Kurt gingerly sipped his coffee and sat down at their table. Blaine shook his head amazed and followed suit.

"That's it my boyfriend is just too perfect. We didn't get past our sectionals sadly last year. But I-I knew you looked familiar." Blaine said with a biggest grin ever. "I went to nationals to watch and I saw you guys."

Kurt tilted his head to the side. "You came to New York to watch us?"

"I wanted to see someone beat Vocal Adrenaline." Blaine replied. He reached out and took Kurt's hand from across the table. "I remember seeing your face and thinking, wow that guy is pretty cute."

Kurt's ears started to turn red. He rubbed his thumb across the back of Blaine's hand. "Do you believe in fate?" he asked with a sigh.

"I'm starting to." Blaine said.

Kurt felt a shiver go down his spine. He cleared his throat still holding Blaine's hand. "What did you think of out performance though? Please, be honest."

Blaine sucked in a deep breath and made a face like he was ready to heavily criticize them. Kurt looked worried. The expression on Kurt's face made Blaine laugh.

"You guys were fantastic. Seriously, I was jealous that I couldn't be up there with you all." Blaine pulled his hand back only to open their cookie and split it in half.

"You're words are kind." Kurt said. He picked at the cookie and glanced up to Blaine. "I don't want to sound bitter, ungrateful, or selfish but I was a little upset about not getting a solo. Naturally those went to Rachel. And the duets to her and Finn." He sighed.

Blaine pouted, "It's not selfish. I understand wanting to be seen in a group. Sort of."

"Sort of?"

He shifted a little uncomfortable in the chair. "I was the soloist of the Warblers."

Kurt nodded. "You love the mic don't you?"

Blaine rolled his eyes, drank more of his coffee and swallowed. They were quiet for a few minutes while they ate. Kurt looked like he was going to say something and it caught Blaine's attention.

"What is it?" Blaine asked.

"It's weird isn't it? I mean, us together. Not a bad weird like a good weird." Kurt stumbled over his words.

"I'm not sure if weird is the term I'd use." Blaine scrunched his cute little face like he was concentrating on finding the exact word.

Kurt sighed exasperated. "I just mean, before it was just coffee, cookies, and texting and the occasional flirty conversation. Now it's….everything. And-oh forget I'm not sure where I was going with that ramble."

"I'm beginning to notice that you ramble when you get nervous. It's adorable." Blaine said. Kurt loved the way the word 'adorable' rolled off his tongue. Blaine stood up and leaned across the table and kissed Kurt monetarily on the lips then checked his watch. He groaned.

"Man. I have to go, I need to meet my group in the library before class." Blaine gathered all of his things and tipped his head back finishing off the last drops of coffee.

"I'm going to see you tonight right?" Kurt asked sad to see him go so soon.

Blaine put his messenger bag over his shoulder. He gave Kurt a wink, "First weekend together? I wouldn't miss it for the world. I'll call you."

Kurt it his lower lip as he watched Blaine leave. He pulled out his folder and notebook deciding that all of his homework needed to be done before tonight. He wanted the entire weekend with Blaine. No distractions.

"Well if it isn't gayface," a peppy irksome voice penetrated Kurt's eardrums.

He steadily looked up from his notes and saw the blonde bitch Penny standing before him. Her dumb smirk almost exactly like her brothers.

"Can I help you peroxide?" Kurt asked dully returning to what he was doing.

She sat down across from him. Why did people automatically take the empty chair as an invitation to sit down? Kurt went on ignoring her.

"You're going to break up with Blaine." She said simply.

Kurt set his pencil down and sat back, his eyes narrowing on the petite blonde. "You know, I don't think I am. So if that's all you wanted leave please."

"I don't get what he sees in you." Penny rested her chin on the heel of her palm. Kurt sneered at her.

"That's none of your concern now is it? Really, is there something else you wanted because the bleach fumes from your hair is starting to bug my eyes." Kurt said.

"I like that little scar you have on your lip. I think my brother really made an improvement to your face." Penny jabbed.

Kurt shook his head, the volume of his voice rose. "Are you just going to sit there and try to insult me, cause I have to say you're brother is so much better at it."

Penny snorted. "I'm here because you broke my brother's heart. He loved Blaine, and you come in and unjustly take him away? Do you know what that makes you?"

"The person who has to sit here and listen to this pointless lecture?" Kurt replied with another bitchface. He had a bagful of those to hand out.

"You really have no conscious do you? Blaine is just going through a phase Kurt. You're brand new and fun now but he's going to realize that there is one thing about you that isn't right." Penny leaned forward, "You're not Sebastian."

Kurt took a deep breath to calm down. Penny's presence was exceptionally annoying today of all days.

"Thank God for that." Kurt smirked.

In that moment Rachel walked up and stood beside Penny. She eyed the blonde and then looked to Kurt. Kurt had told her about Penny, she was able to deduce who was sitting across from Kurt just by the unmistakable look of contempt on his face. Rachel cleared her throat pleasantly and smiled at Kurt.

"Sorry I'm late." She lied. Rachel hadn't been planning on meeting Kurt. She just happened to be there getting coffee. Thank God. She looked to Penny. "You must be Penny, Sebastian's brother. Oh, Kurt keeps us updated on all things irritating in his life. I'm Rachel."

Penny lifted her chin, "I really don't care."

Rachel's eye twitched a little, "I suppose you also don't care that you're currently in my seat."

"Oh I'm almost finished here," Penny said coldly, "Then you and your boyfriend stealing man whore can have coffee and talk about getting your own special on Bravo."

"You know I couldn't help but overhear you before I walked up. And I can't help but think on the reason why Blaine left your brother and then it dawned on me, he wasn't Kurt. Kurt is one of the most talented individuals beside myself on this campus. He has a great heart and from what I hear your brother is in the running for the blue ribbon at the State Fair's most talented chipmunk. My guess is that he'll lose, but it's too early to tell. So if you have anything else useless to add I'd like to hear it but honestly I can't stop staring at the mustache growing on your lip. It's getting thicker as I look at it. Don't worry though; I'm sure with a little wax you could fix that. Oh, and your roots are showing." Rachel said at a lightning fast pace.

Penny's jaw dropped open and her hand flew up over her mouth. She stood up, glared at Kurt and stormed off. Rachel giggled and sat down flipping her hair back over her shoulder mocking Penny. Kurt grinned at Rachel thoroughly impressed.

She sat down with a very pleased smile on her face.

"Rachel, how Santana of you." Kurt finally said. "I applaud you. But I thought you were against my relationship with Blaine."

Rachel sighed and folded her hands on the table. "Well, I didn't like the way she was talking to you."

"Rachel."

"Okay fine. It's not that I don't approve, I just don't want to see you hurt. I'm very happy for you Kurt. And Blaine does seem like a nice guy." Rachel replied. She picked at a napkin on the table.

Kurt smiled grateful. "Thank you Rachel."

"Don't mention it. Do we get to meet him this weekend?"

Kurt hesitated. He picked up his pencil and twirled it through his fingers. "Possibly. We're going out tonight. You know how they play old movies on the side of that old theatre at the edge of town? Well, they're playing Singing In the Rain." Kurt gushed. "We're going to buy some m&ms, diet coke, and probably those dollar store bags of popcorn. The kind that tastes like Styrofoam. Blaine loves it, says it's a childhood thing."

Rachel put her hand on Kurt's. "I really am happy for you."

"Remind me why we have these." Kurt held one of the popcorn pieces between his fingers. He looked at it like it would suddenly explode. Blaine laughed.

"Because while they don't taste particularly good it's a must. Come on the movie is going to start." Blaine scooted over on the blanket. He patted the space next to him and Kurt moved closer his pulse racing.

Blaine stretched his arm around behind Kurt and leaned back on his hands. He looked over to Kurt and smiled. He was proud to be here with him just as Kurt was proud to be here with Blaine. Kurt hardly paid attention to the movie for the first half. He was staring at the image being projected on the side of the building but he was a little preoccupied with Blaine's thigh on his thigh. He had to resist the urge to reach over and just kiss him.

"I think this movie is brilliant." Blaine finally said breaking their silence. "I've always wanted to do Singin' in the Rain, like perform it for regionals. The Warblers never went for the idea."

Kurt shrugged and shifted closer to Blaine. "I could see you as Gene Kelley pretty easily. Very dapper."

"You think I'm dapper?" Blaine asked turning his head to Kurt.

"Are you kidding me? You may have been Gene Kelly in another life." Kurt said.

"He died after I was born though." Blaine countered.

"You know what I mean. The way you dress with your bowties-"

Blaine cut him off, "Mr. Bowtie right?"

Kurt groaned and rolled his eyes. "Oh. That's embarrassing, I'm sorry I ever told you that. Now you're just going to mock me for it."

"No, you're adorable. You know the nickname I gave you before I knew your name?" Blaine asked in a teasing manner.

Kurt's stomach dropped. He was afraid to know. "Mr. Overly-Obsessive-Creeper-Who-Draws-Pictures-Of-Me-In-His-Notebook?"

"It's not as formal as the one you gave me but, The Boy Who I Have to Know." Blaine said. "Even before we talked Kurt, I knew that I had to meet you."

Kurt was speechless he just mumbled a few incoherent sentences before deciding to give up and going back to the movie.

Blaine laughed and pulled Kurt closer to him. He rested his chin on Kurt's shoulder. Kurt smiled and did his best not to blush. This moment was perfect, and just as Gene Kelly started to sing "You Were Meant for Me" Kurt gently put his head on Blaine's. Was it weird that Kurt fantasized him and Blaine in the roles of Gene Kelly and Debbie Reynolds? He saw the two of them on the screen instead dancing and singing to one another. Blaine lifted his head a little and kissed Kurt on the neck and brought his other arm around and hold Kurt to him. It was officially the best Friday night Kurt had ever had.