Everyone expected Kurt and Blaine to get together. It was really only a matter of time, and whose lev�e would break first. There were several small bets going around between people who knew the pair, but the biggest pool was run by none other than Wes and David. The odds fluctuated weekly, depending on who gave the ring leaders information and what high school drama had occurred during the week. Honestly, none of the Warblers had realized how boring life was before Kurt had brought along his New Directions soap opera; they had always assumed that one guy crushing on his friend's girlfriend was as dramatic as it could get. Enter the Finn-Quinn-Rachel-and various others love scribble that had most scratching their heads or popping some Advil.

Sometimes they missed their dull, normal drama.

Kurt and Blaine had always been affectionate with each other. Holding hands, sitting close, they even had some sort of silent understanding between them. None of the other Warblers noticed that the way Blaine held one of Kurt's hand between his own was slightly different. They missed the blush on Kurt's cheeks and the way he leaned into Blaine's shoulder as they walked into the room for Warblers' practice. It wasn't until Kurt shyly, stealthily snuck a quick peck to Blaine's cheek that the other boys realized there was something going on.

Wait...

The entire room froze, fixated on the way that Kurt and Blaine's fingers were twined together, Kurt's thumb massaging the back of Blaine's hand and the way Blaine leaned in a little closer to Kurt. Another moment of stunned silence followed by another, until Kurt huffed, fixing his impeccable hair, and remarked:

“You know, it's not like this is really shocking,” in a teasing tone that still managed to portray a “bitch, please” attitude. With that, the room burst into a flurry of movement. Shouts of triumph and groans rang out, questions flew, everyone was moving to gather around the new couple to congratulate, cajole, and clap them on their backs.

“Wait! Guys! I have a question!” Jeff announced. He waited for his team mates to be quiet before continuing, “Who caved?”

Blaine sheepishly shrugged his shoulders, “What can I say? I was an idiot for not asking him sooner.”

More noise erupted as wallets were pulled out and money exchanged hands. Blaine and Kurt watched the interactions with a mixture of surprise and amusement. David was jovially taking his winnings and passing out cuts to others. On the other hand, Wes was studying his gavel as though he had never really considered its awesome power before, but he could feel Kurt's eyes on him and finally looked up. Kurt smirked and raised his eyebrows.

“Damn it!” Wes swore, pulling out his own wallet. Kurt stood and patiently waited as Wes counted out fifty... one hundred... two hundred... “Two hundred and fifty dollars. You win.”

Kurt took the money and pocketed it smugly, then turned back to his bewildered boyfriend with a happy grin, “What can I say? We had good odds.”