Blaine rolled over, still half asleep, and looped his arms around a nearby pillow and hugged it close, he woke up with a start when the pillow breathed softly against his neck. Blaine blinked his eyes open and smiled as they focused on the person in his arms. Kurt. Pale skin and rosy lips and bed mussed hair. Sleeping soundly and breathing through parted lips as his eyelashes fanned his face. He was the most perfect sight Blaine had ever seen.

Last night had been amazing, he could hardly believe hed just stormed over here the way he did, but it had been worth it. Waking with Kurt in his arms was like so many dreams hed had the past few months come to life. It was perfect. Almost. Blaines heart beat double time in his chest because right now everything was just how he wanted it, but as soon as Kurt woke up that could all change.

Would Kurt regret last night? Would he want an explanation? What could Blaine tell him besides the truth? That he loved him.

There was of course a chance that Kurt felt the same way, oh please let it be so. He knew Kurt cared about him and last night had shown him there was something more. The problem was that there was one thing Blaine just couldnt get over. Why would someone like Kurt want to be with someone like him? Kurt had his life together, a college degree, a well-paying job, a nice apartment, and great friends.

And Blaine… Blaine was a college drop out who lived behind a bookstore and had sex with people for money. Kurt deserved better, Blaine wanted better for him. It had been gnawing at him for a while now, Blaine wanted better for himself – he just felt stuck. He couldn't imagine that he was good enough for Kurt, or he would have told him how he felt long ago.

Then there was this other guy Kurt was seeing, Blaine didn't know much about him because he'd been avoiding that topic with Kurt. In fact he was ashamed to admit it but he'd been avoiding Kurt himself a little as well. He was afraid of finding out how much Kurt felt for this man. Was he falling in love? Had last night been nothing more to Kurt then their hotel tryst use to be? Would he thank Blaine for the good time and then go back to his boyfriend?

Oh god, Blaine was going to make himself sick with worry.

Blaine was pulled out of his troubling thoughts when Kurt shifted in his arms and then let out a yawn as his clear blue eyes fluttered open. Seriously, how flawless could one person be?

Kurt instantly smiled at him when he was awake enough to register Blaine there, and then leaned forward to press a soft kiss against Blaines lips. Blaine smiled into the kiss holding on to this moment for as long as he could.

"Good morning." Kurt sighed happily.

Blaine was too overcome to respond right away, instead he closed his eyes and leaned his forehead against Kurts kissing the bridge of his nose while Kurt chuckled. Kurt wrapped his arms around Blaines back and held him close, his skin warm and soft against Blaines chest.

"Mmmm." Kurt hummed. "I dont know the last time I felt this peaceful."

Blaine wondered what was going on in Kurts mind, because as much as lying in bed with him felt like bliss, Blaine couldnt say he exactly felt peaceful. They had to talk about last night, if they just went on like nothing had happened it would probably kill him.

Blaine scooted away just enough so he was able to look Kurt in the face without going cross-eyed. "So last night was…"

"Amazing. Perfect. Everything Ive wanted for so long." Kurt answered him, but when Blaine didnt respond he saw a brief flash of worry behind Kurts eyes. "What- what was it for you?"

"It was… unexpected." Blaine answered slowly, trying to find the right words.

"You came to me Blaine. You kissed me." The smile was slipping from Kurts face replaced with apprehension.

"I know. I know – but it wasnt planned. It just kind of happened." Okay, that come out wrong.

Kurt shook his head, the soft content look on his face vanishing as he sat up in bed. "What do you mean it just kind of happened? Why did you come over Blaine?”

Blaine sat up as well and swallowed deeply feeling panicky. “The thought of you with some other guy. It made me -” Blaine ran his hands through his hair, “It made me crazy.”

Kurt's jaw tightened and his eyes flashed in hurt and anger. “It made you crazy? Do you really think I don't know how that feels? You're an escort Blaine. Don't you think I felt that way when I saw you at Cure?”

“That's different.”

“How?” Kurt voice was raised as he tossed the covers off of him and stood from the bed, agitatedly rubbing a hand up his arm. “How is it deferent?”

This was all going horribly wrong, nothing like what Blaine wanted. “Because… because what I do is just a job and you… you're dating him.”

Kurt crossed his arms over his chest, letting out a small humorless laugh. “So then if I was sleeping with someone just as a job, that you'd be fine with?”

Blaine opened his mouth to speak and then stopped. He honestly hadn't thought about that and, oh – Oh.

“No.” He answered quietly as his chest started feeling tight. “I would hate that.” He groaned and held his head in his hands. “What if I was dating someone else though? I mean that is still different.” He looked back up at Kurt pleadingly.  

Kurt sighed, his eyes wet as he looked away. “Okay…” He said slowly. “So maybe it is different. If you were dating someone, that… that would be worse.” He looked back at Blaine and wiped his eyes before any tears could fall and Blaine hated himself for ruining this perfect morning. He hated himself for making Kurt cry. “But do you really not understand how it feels to know you are… doing that with other people?”

“I'm sorry Kurt.” Blaine said his voice thick, he was beginning to see all of this in a new light. In all honestly he looked at what he did with his clients as nothing more than a job, but of course it was more. Especially to someone like Kurt. He'd been an idiot to think otherwise. Blaine reached out a hand towards Kurt. “Please sit with me.”

Kurt hesitated only a moment before getting back on the bed, sitting close. “So last night just kind of happened?” Kurt looked at Blaine intently, “Do you regret it?"

"No!" Blaine knelt next to him and took both of Kurt's hands. "Far from it. Last night was… it was the best thing to ever happen to me. I in no way regret it."

Kurt nodded, but his eyes looked uneasy. "Then what was last night? Im sorry to ask. I wish I could just shrug it off as a good time and move on, but Im not like that. Sex means… it means a lot to me. Its more than just sex… its…" Kurt stopped and swallowed deeply as if he wasnt able to go on.

"Kurt." Blaine scooted closer dropping Kurt's hands to gently cup his face. "Sex has always just been sex in my mind. When I was younger I guess I put a lot of value on it, but somewhere along the line things changed. When I have sex with a client it… it's just an action for me. It doesn't mean anything.”

Kurt wet his lips and nodded.

“Except with you. With you its so much more. It has always been more, and last night was…" Blaine closed his eyes and thought. Last night was finally being free with the man Im desperately in love with. He opened his eyes and smiled. "Last night was perfect. I know weve slept together before and it's always beautiful, but last night was different. It… it was just you and me."

"Its always just been you and me." Kurt said in confusion, but his shoulders were more relaxed and he seemed less agitated after Blaine's confession.

"And the escort agency. Always the escort agency between us." Blaine answered dropping his hands to his lap.

Kurts eyebrows furrowed and he looked deep in thought, "Oh Blaine." He finally breathed out. "After our first time together you were never an escort to me. Honestly, even that first time it didnt feel that way. I know I paid but… It wasnt like that.” He took Blaines hand and pressed it against his chest, Blaine shivered as he felt the beat of Kurt's heart beneath his palm. "It's always been just you and me." Kurt whispered.

Blaine blinked quickly and looked down at the bedspread trying not to cry.

"And I know I wasnt paying what you usually charge." Kurt added mischievously.

Blaines head snapped up at that.

"I know what I paid and I know what Mercedes paid."

"Oh… I just…" Blaine cleared his throat feeling awkward, "After I met you I wanted to see you again so much I told Shaunel that if you called to give you a... um... a discount. And then after the second time I only had you only pay the agencys fees. I… I couldnt take money for that. For being with you."

Kurt smiled and leaned in wrapping his arms around Blaines shoulders and kissing him softly. Kurt's earlier frustration seeming to melt away as they pressed together. It didnt take long for the kiss to grow into something more, heady, deeper. Blaine moaned as he fall backwards on the bed holding onto Kurt as they kissed, warm chests pressed together and lips enthusiastic and worshipful. Blaine had so much he wanted to say but words seemed impossible with Kurts lips on him and the weight of his body holding him down. Kurts hands smoothed over his skin making his hair stand on end.

"I love you." Kurt panted hotly against his skin.

Blaines eyes had fluttered closed in delight, but they opened wide now. "What?"

Kurt backed up and looked down at him his eyes dark and his eyebrows raised. "I-" He licked his kiss plump lips. "I love you, Blaine."

Blaine took a long deep breath as the world seemed to freeze around him. He sat up quickly and Kurt knelt next to him.

"Im sorry." Kurt said in a small nervous voice. "Im sorry if I shouldnt have said it, but…" He closed his eyes. "Ive felt it for so long."

Blaine shook his head even though Kurt couldnt see him. "Why?" He eventually asked, though that wasnt even remotely close to what he meant to say.

Kurt opened his eyes again. "Why?" He looked completely perplexed. "Why do I love you? How could I not Blaine? Youre so good and kind and you make me happy and you make me feel brave and I just want to be with you -" Kurts voice was breaking when Blaine reached out to cup Kurts neck and smooth his thumb over his soft skin.

"No Kurt, I mean… I know what I am and so do you. How could you want me… when you know that?"

"When I know…

"When you know everything we've been talking about." Blaines heart felt like it was going to beat out of his chest. "When you know I'm nothing more than a prostitute."

Kurt shook his head quickly, his eyes wide. "Dont say that!"

"Its true though. Could you really be with someone you know is… is out on a night doing what I do? You just said it was painful for you and I'm finally starting to realize how much that hurts."

Kurts cheeks flushed and his eyes looked teary. "I know but, it would be still so much better than where I am now, just always wanting… wanting you."

Blaine couldnt believe what he was hearing, was it possible that this was happening? All the times hed imagined this moment it was never like this. Even with the confusion and doubt it was still more beautiful and perfect than he could have dreamed. Kurt loved him. Kurt actually loved him

"Unless…" Kurt said slowly. "Unless you dont-"

"I love you too!" Blaine burst out. "God Kurt. I started falling for you the first time I laid eyes on you. Kurt, I am so desperately in love with you I can feel it with every beat of my heart. I've almost said it so many times, but I was so afraid that I wasn't good enough... that you couldn't...” He stopped and shook his head to clear his thoughts. “Kurt, you are the most amazing, beautiful, compassionate person I have ever known. And I love you."

Kurts face was a mask of surprise for a split second and then he burst out into a joyful laugh. Blaine grinned broadly and surged forward kissing him again. Kurt clung to his back and they soon toppled down on the bed. “As long as… you love me Blaine… I know… we can make this work.” Kurt said still kissing him.

“I do, I love you.” Blaine moved his lips against Kurts letting the tip of his tongue press forward and swipe against Kurts before tugging lightly on his bottom lip sucking on it. Kurt moaned and Blaine deepened the kiss, his hands mirroring Kurts as they traveled down to slide under Kurts pajama bottoms and hold onto him.

Kurt worked Blaines pants down off his hips and soon had both of them in hand, pumping slowly back and forth as they groaned and writhed against each other.

"Oh god Blaine!" Kurt cried as Blaine twisted his body so he would rub against Kurt just right. From there they were all messy kisses and twisting bodies until Kurt ended up over Blaine rolling his hips so every slide was sweet agony. Soon, with sweat running down his skin Blaine snapped his hips up to meet Kurt, and shouted Kurts name as he came. Kurt bit lightly down Blaine shoulder, still bucking until he came with a deep moan and Blaines name breathy on his lips.

Kurt stayed on top of him a moment just kissing his neck and tasting his skin until he rolled to the side with a contented sigh.

"Oh god… Blaine." Kurt panted as he slid down to lay next to him, their arms and legs still tangled together.

Blaine smiled at him, feeling like he could float away on the feeling he had right now. Everything that just happened had been quick and intoxicating, and perfect like every time with Kurt.

Kurt yawned and then smiled a little dopily. "Say it again."

"What?" Blaine teased. "I love you?"

Kurt nodded his eyes sparkling.

"I love you." Blaine kissed his cheek. "I love you." He kissed his forehead. "I love you." He kissed his eyelid. "Kurt, I love you." He kissed his lips and Kurt tangled his fingers in his hair. They would have kept going from there but they were interrupted by the chirping of Kurts phone.

Kurt kept one arm around Baine as he awkwardly turned to grab his phone off the night stand. "Oh my god! Im going to be late for work." He sat up in the bed and Blaine followed suit. "I could just call in sick, but there is this big presentation today.”

“Kurt it's okay. Go to work.” Blaine said with a smile and a kiss to Kurt cheek.

“Im going to have to shower first, we always get so messy." Kurt said but his smirk made it clear he didnt mind.

"Mmm, well go quickly before I decided to hop in with you and make you really late.”

Kurt got up from bed and pulled his pants back up before leaning over Blaine to kiss him again. "I love you too."

Blaine watched him go enjoying the way he moved and then just lounged in bed as Kurt showered and got ready to leave. Blaine couldnt help the ridiculous smile on his face. Hed been such an idiot. Kurt loved him. All this time hed been so afraid, but still Kurt had loved him. He should have said something long ago, thank god Kurt was braver than he was.

Once Kurt was ready to go he came back to the bed kneeling to talk to Blaine. "You can stay here as long as you like."

"We should have dinner tonight." Blaine suggested and really the smile on his face might just be a permanent part of his expression now, he couldnt stop it.

Kurt grinned back. "Like a date?"

"Exactly like a date."

"Yes, I would love that." Kurt leaned forward and kissed him again long and sweet before getting up and rushing out of the apartment so he wouldnt be late for work.

Blaine sat thinking for a little while about everything that had been said this morning. Things that should have been said long ago. They still had things to work out. How was he going to keep being an escort and date Kurt? But how could he quit? It was the only thing that allowed him to afford New York, and there were reasons he needed the extra money. And really he wasn't good for much else. That thought stung. He'd thought that way for so long, that he wasn't worth more than what he did as an escort. So many people had told him as much as well. But Kurt loved him, so that had to count for something. Kurt Hummel - beautiful, smart, kind Kurt Hummel loved him.  

He eventually got up, took a shower and went out to the front room to find the clothes hed torn off yesterday. Kurt had folded and placed them nicely on the entry way table. Blaine smiled at that, it was such a Kurt thing to do. He got dressed and stripped Kurts bed starting a wash and putting on fresh sheets for him.

He was almost done when he heard Kurts ring tone. He tilted his head and tried to hear when it was coming from. He looked around the room and finally knelt down to look under the bed before he found it. Kurt must have been in such a hurry hed forgotten his phone and Blaine must have dropped it when he took the sheets off.

The phone had stopped ringing, but as Blaine held it a text massage came in, the senders picture popping up on the screen with the message:

Looking forward to seeing you for our date today babe.

With the time and the name of the coffee shop across the street from Blaines bookstore.

Everything hit Blaine at once, Kurt had a date today, he was still seeing someone else – and that wasnt even the worst part. Not only did he have a date, he had a date with someones whose picture Blaine immediately recognized. The face of a person he knew but hadn't seen it years.

Kurt had a date with Sebastian Smythe.

Blaine swallowed deeply, his chest feeling hollow as he sat down on the bed. Kurts Sebastian was the same Sebastian Blaine had gone to high school with? How was that possible? New York was a huge place, why did Sebastian Smythe of all people have to be a part of Kurts life?

Sebastian had made Blaines life miserable in high school, he was the reason Blaine had quit the Warblers. Three years of Sebastian trying to get into his pants and starting rumors about him when he said no – repeatedly.

The night a few of years before when the man had approached Blaine in a club thinking Blaine was a prostitute it was Sebastians words that had echoed in his head.

"No one is ever going to love someone like you Blaine, you should give it away while anyone still wants it."

Sebastian was the first person to share that sentiment with him, but not the last. He couldnt put the blame on Sebastian for the fact that hed started working as an escort, that had been his own choice, but Sebastians cruel words had spurred him on.

Blaine felt sick. How could Kurt go out with someone like Sebastian? He hated the thought of them together, Sebs hands on Kurt, maybe even his lips on him. How much had they done together?

Blaine sprang up from the bed. He couldnt think about it. He pocketed Kurts phone to bring it to him and hastily left Kurts apartment, his hands shaking and his mind a mess of unanswered questions.