Blaine eyed Kurt, who was glancing back at him behind the sunglasses, as he was sucking on a straw from his raspberry smoothie. Blaine let go of his own straw, and then smiled at Kurt. “I’m fine, don’t worry about me.”

“Blaine, you weren’t listening to a word I was saying”, Kurt said sternly. He removed his sunglasses, and leaned forward. Oh, those eyes. Those fierce I-mean-business- eyes.

“Of course I was”, Blaine said defiantly, leaning back a little on his chair, clutching onto his own plastic mug of smoothie. “You were talking about your work for Pip Pip Hurray.”

Kurt glared at him. Really glared, and folded his arms together.

“Blaine!”

Blaine looked at him apologetically. “You weren’t?”

Kurt huffed. Blaine sighed in defeat. “All right, I’m sorry”, he apologized.

“Before you apologize, will you explain to me why you were spacing out instead of paying attention to your boyfriend?” Kurt demanded.

Not really, Blaine thought to himself.

“It’s nothing, really”, he said, shaking his head. “I guess I didn’t get enough sleep”, he lied.

“You’re lying.”

“What? Am not!”

“You’re doing that eyebrow twitch. You’re definitely lying.” Kurt sounded very annoyed. Not a good sign.

“Kurt…”

Kurt stood up. Definitely not a good sign.

“You know what, Blaine? If you’re not going to tell me what’s wrong, or talk to me at all, then I don’t see the reason for us being here at all. I’m leaving!”

Oh, no. He had really gone and done it now.

“Kurt, wait…” He managed to grab his arm, before the taller made had the chance to leave. Kurt stopped, but he didn’t looked very pleased. “Please sit down”, Blaine said pleadingly, looking at him sadly. Kurt seemed to hesitate, before he plopped down onto his seat once again.

“Will you talk to me this time?”

“Yes”, Blaine confirmed. “Look, Kurt, I’m really sorry for not listening, it’s just that—“

“I’m boring you, aren’t I?” Kurt cut him off. It was Blaine’s turn to glare this time.

“Okay, sorry, go on”, Kurt interrupted himself.

“It’s my dad”, Blaine told him. He felt reluctant talking about this, especially to Kurt. But he also hated lying to Kurt, and he had sort of neglected him just now, so he supposed he owed him an explanation. “Ever since I told him about us, he’s been—“

“You told him about us?” Kurt interrupted again. Blaine glared at him again, and then nodded, before sighing.

“Yeah, I told him about us, and… he wasn’t exactly happy about it, Kurt”, he told him. “In fact, ever since I told him, he’s been acting all weird. He always ask me if I’ve been with you, and when I tell him I have, he keeps telling me all these stupid things that I’d rather not repeat.”

Blaine closed his eyes for a few seconds, and then he opened them again, only to meet Kurt’s concerned gaze. His expression had definitely softened upon hearing this.
“Blaine, I didn’t know—“

“I suppose I should have told you about this. Kurt, I usually don’t like talking about my father. He is not like your dad. We don’t share the same bond that you do. The truth is, I envy your bond with your dad. We used to have the same relationship… before I came out to him.”

“Blaine… that’s enough, you don’t have to say more. You don’t have to talk about it right now if you don’t want to. I’m sorry for pushing you, I feel awful now.”

Blaine just shook his head, and reached out to take Kurt’s hand. “You have all right to worry. You’re right, I don’t want to talk about this right now. Maybe some other time. “ He gave him a small smile, and his hand a reassuring squeeze. “For now, why don’t we finish shopping? I think I want those shoes we saw earlier after all.”

“You mean those dapper ones that you refused to buy because they weren’t dapper enough?” Kurt shook his head.

“Blaine Warbler, what am I going to do with you?”

“You know, I have lots of suggestions for that question…”

“Don’t even go there.”

Blaine smirked, and they both stood up, grabbing their bags, to continue with their shopping.