Kurt felt like all of the air was punched out of his lungs. Those eyes looked like melting gold, but they had an almost tangible warmth behind them. The stranger had short-ish, dark brown, curly hair, half styled, half looked like bed head, it actually suited him quite well. He had nicely tanned skin that brought out the golden eyes and made them look even more sparkly than they already did. And his lips were turned up into a light, forgiving smile, Kurt felt like that perfect smile matched with those gorgeous eyes were making him lightheaded. Was it normal to feel that way?

"Hey don't worry about it, accidents happen," the stranger said in a smooth, velvety voice that was absolutely making Kurt swoon, "Are you alright?" he asked, seeming to notice Kurt's dazed appearance, little did he know that he was reason that he was so out of it.

Kurt nodded, "Yes, thank you. Are you okay? I'm so sorry, again," he said to the man in front of him.

"I'm perfectly fine," he said, Kurt going weak at the knees from the sound of his deep voice, "No worries..." he paused at the end when he realized he didn't know Kurt's name.

"Kurt," he offered, holding his hand out for the other man to shake.

"Blaine," the now not-so-stranger said back, taking Kurt's hand in his and shaking it. Kurt's breath hitched upon the contact, a surge of electricity shot from his fingertips all the way up his arm, he hoped the other man, Blaine, didn't notice how he had reacted, "It's nice to meet you Kurt," he said, flashing him a toothy smile. His name sounded angelic falling from Blaine's lips.

"Same to you," Kurt responded, returning the smile, "I mean the circumstances are rather odd, but very nice none-the-less," he joked, earning a laugh out of Blaine. And if that wasn't the most beautiful noise he had ever heard in his entire life.

"Agreed," Blaine said, that wonderful smile of his seemed to be permanently attached to his lips, "Let me buy you another one," he offered, referring to Kurt's coffee, the contents of which were spilled all over the floor.

Kurt shook his head, "No, you really don't have to-"

"I want to," Blaine interrupted.

Kurt fell victim to his handsome smile, "Okay," he gave in, "I mean, if you insist," he said with a slight, playful eye-roll, another beautiful laugh escaping from Blaine's lips.

"What's your order?" Blaine wondered before they stepped up to the counter.

"Uhm, a grande non-fat mocha," he said, "I mean, if it's not too much trouble..."

"None at all," Blaine said in his most charming voice, a pink tinge staining Kurt's cheeks as he felt his insides do flips, not even flips, more like an entire acrobatic routine. He hoped Blaine couldn't see how flustered he was making him.

They stepped up to the counter and the lady asked Blaine what he wanted, "Um, can I get a medium drip and a grande non-fat mocha for this guy," gesturing to Kurt with a slight nod, "and maybe I can get him to split one of those croissants with me," he looked at Kurt with a questioning glance, to which Kurt nodded.

She rang them up and they walked over to the other side of the counter to grab their cups, Blaine also taking the croissant, "Okay, now be careful, you wouldn't want to run into someone with a hot cup of coffee, would you?" he asked, a playful glint in his eye. Kurt couldn't shake the feeling he was getting as Blaine flirted with him, because he was flirting...right?

"Oh no, that would be positively disastrous," Kurt agreed, not able to keep a straight face.

"You never know though," Blaine said mischievously, "you never know who it could lead you to," he winked, walking to find them an empty table to sit at. Kurt was speechless. "If Blaine wasn't flirting before, he definitely is now, I mean a boy can hope, right?" His mind then made the next logical jump, "Could Blaine be gay? He wouldn't be flirting if he wasn't gay, right? Or is he just being friendly?" He decided that he would just have to find that out for himself as he followed Blaine and sat down at the table, sitting across from him. Blaine put the pastry in between them, ripping off a piece for himself and stuffing it in his mouth happily. He just seemed to have so much energy, like he radiated positivity. Kurt found that quality somewhat refreshing, seeing someone with so much happiness in them, it wasn't something he saw too often anymore. Kurt let out a laugh as he watched him.

As he finished chewing, Blaine spoke up first, "So Kurt, what brings you here to Paris?" he wondered aloud, a genuine interest in Kurt's answer apparent in his voice.

He let out a small sigh, "Well," he started, "I'm here with my best friend, Rachel, and her boyfriend, Finn, also known as my step-brother, as a graduation gift from my dad and Finn's mom," he explained slowly, knowing that the situation was rather complicated. He noticed Blaine's raised eyebrows, "What?" he asked with a quiet laugh.

 "Let me get this straight, your best friend is seriously dating your step-brother" he asked in hopes of clarification, seeming a little baffled by how complicated it actually was.

Kurt nodded and rolled his eyes ever so much, "Lovely, right?"

Blaine snorted, "Absolutely," his tone laced with sarcasm, "that's pretty awful, though," he said honestly, "Is it hard to deal with? I mean, do you still get to spend time with her?" he inquired.

Kurt was taken aback that Blaine was taking such an interest in his story, it had kind of been a long time since anyone had really asked for his true opinion on something, let alone someone he just met. But it was strange, he actually wanted to tell Blaine, something inside of him was just screaming for him to do it. He couldn't really help it if Blaine had made him feel so comfortable, "Um, not really. I used to spend a lot more time with her than I do now. Like, whenever she comes over now it's to see him. So, it can be really hard to deal with sometimes because I don't get to spend as much time with her as I would like," he said thoughtfully, "but I don't say anything about it because they love each other, and who am I to get in the middle of true love?" he joked.

Blaine hummed slightly, "I get that, it still sucks though," he added.

"Yeah, but I deal with it, you know? Not really much I can do."

This time Blaine nodded and they fell silent for a second before Blaine spoke up again, "So they're here together, are you here with anyone? Girlfriend?" he wondered.

Kurt chuckled and shook his head, "No, definitely not a girlfriend," he said under his breath, but still loud enough for Blaine to hear. Blaine furrowed his brow and gave him a quizzical look, and Kurt realized that he still hadn't told him yet, "Oh, I mean, I'm gay," he said a little more cautiously, silently praying to everything he could think of that Blaine wasn't homophobic or anything along those lines.

But Blaine didn't flinch, he didn't go to move away, his face noticeably relaxed and his features softened considerably, if that was even possible, "So am I," he said in a barely-there voice, "Then are you here with a boyfriend?" he wondered again, his voice a little louder than it was a second ago, sounding slightly hopeful that Kurt would say no, or...maybe Kurt was just hearing things.

Kurt shook his head again, "Nope," he said. He could've sworn that Blaine's smile widened, but Blaine couldn't be interested in him, no one was ever interested in him, "What about you? Are you here with a boyfriend?" he said aloud, hoping his voice didn't give away just how badly he wanted Blaine to say that he didn't have a boyfriend.

Blaine shook his head this time, "No, no boyfriend," Kurt felt his lips twitch, a smile trying to burst its way out, "I'm here with my two best friends, Wes and David."

"That's fun! You three must be really close to go all the way to Paris together," Kurt insinuated.

"Yeah, we're like brothers," Blaine said with an endearing smile.

"That's awesome, I mean that that you guys are so close."

Blaine hummed in agreement as he brought his coffee up to his lips, Kurt felt like his heart sped up three notches as Blaine's tongue poked out to wipe the excess liquid off of his upper lip, "Definitely," he said with a sort of far-away look in his eye, probably recalling a memory or something. Blaine laughed to himself and shook it off with a glance at his watch, "Ohmygod," he said under his breath.

"You okay?" Kurt wondered, jumping a little.

"Yeah, yeah, I'm fine," Blaine reassured him quickly, "I'm just late. I promised David and Wes that I'd be back in the hotel lobby at 9:30 to go out with them."

"Oh, okay," Kurt said, dropping his eye contact and looking at his coffee on the table. It startled him when Blaine reached across the table and covered his hand with his own, he felt like someone had set his skin on fire. He looked back up, meeting Blaine's comforting gaze once more.

"Can I see you again?" Blaine asked hopefully, gently worrying his bottom lip between his teeth, his liquid, gold eyes dripping with warmth. Kurt was shocked and he didn't exactly trust his voice to respond, so he nodded. Blaine's entire face lit up, a genuine smile gracing his lips as his confidence seemed to come back to him, "Great," he said quietly, gazing intently into Kurt's sparking, sapphire eyes, "Meet me back here tomorrow at 4?" he proposed.

Kurt nodded again, "Yeah, I'd like that," he said honestly.

"Me too," Blaine whispered, his hand lingering on Kurt's as he stood up to gather his things, "So, until tomorrow," he said happily.

"Tomorrow," Kurt repeated, "Bye Blaine."

"Bye Kurt," he said, Kurt getting one last glimpse of his gorgeous smile before he turned around and exited the shop.

Kurt's eyes followed him his entire way out the door and then as far as he could see him out the window. His mind was racing a million miles an hour, "And now someone is going to pinch me, I am going to wake up, and I am going to realize that this was all just a fantastic, beautiful, perfect, outrageous dream. There is no way he can be real. There is no way someone as wonderful as Blaine is real. Blaine..." he thought, the corners of his lips tugging up into a smile, "And he actually wants to see me again tomorrow. I literally cannot wait. You know, maybe this trip won't be so bad after all."