Sam Evans was a charismatic, blond-haired football player. Not the kind of guy Kurt would have imagined himself being friends with. But when he first joined the New Directions glee club in high school, Kurt immediately had a crush on him. It helped that Sam never made fun of him like some of the other Glee guys did, and Kurt being gay didnt bother him at all.

Of course, as luck would have it, Sam turned out to be not even a little bit gay and had dated several of the girls in Glee club at one time or another. Still, Sam was a great friend to Kurt. Kurt had been there for him when Sams dad had lost his job during their junior year and Sam had been one of the friends there for Kurt when Kurt lost his step-brother Finn a couple of years later.

So when Sam came back to Lima in August, done with his summer job, Kurt jumped at the chance to spend time with him. They spent a lot of time at the Evans because they had a pool, but they spent plenty of time at the Hummels too. Sam had lived with them for a while during high school, so Burt and Carole enjoyed seeing him, plus Sam had always found Burts workshop fascinating.

The day Sam first met B, Kurt was a little nervous about it. He wasnt sure why he was nervous. Sam generally liked everyone and B had never been anything but kind to anyone he met. Still something anxious squeezed Kurts stomach.

They got to the shop one afternoon and B was watching Grace intently as she showed him how she was going to repair the android leg she was working on. Grace looked up and saw them first.

"Sam!" She hurried from around the work bench and gave Sam a tight hug; he hugged her back, lifting her small frame right off the floor. B smiled, but was it Kurts imagination or did his smile seem a little strained?

"Youre a sight for sore eyes!" Grace said as Sam placed her back down on the ground. "You should have taken a summer job here."

"I would have, Sam said with a smile, "if one had been offered."

"Well, I know we are looking for someone to come on full-time, Sam. You should ask Burt about it."

"Really?" Sam glanced at Kurt.

Kurt just shrugged. "Im not sure. My dad might be using B instead," Kurt said, motioning to the android that was standing quietly nearby.

Sams eyes widened when he saw B. "No way. Youre the new droid?"

B reached out a hand. "Its a pleasure to meet you. Kurt talks about you a lot."

Sam looked down at his hand, and for an awful moment, Kurt was afraid he wasnt going to shake it. But then he took it in his own, pumping it enthusiastically. "Thats funny, I was going to say the same thing about you. Kurt has told me all about you."

B glanced at Kurt, his smile seeming more genuine now. "He has?"

Kurt could feel his own eyes widening. Did he really talk about B all the time to all of his friends? "Um, well… Of course," he said with a smile, and B grinned back at him.

Grace squeezed Sams arm, saying she had to get back to work and Sam whistled at her as she walked away. Then he leaned forward to get a better look at B, moving rather unnecessarily close. "Your skin looks so real. I mean, it's a little too perfect, but hey, the same could be said about Kurts."

"I work hard on that."

"I know," Sam said, still studying B, who didnt seem to mind though. "Whats under the eye patch?"

"Sam!" Kurt scolded.

But B just flipped the eye patch up to show Sam.

"Whoa! Dude, if I had that, I wouldnt cover it up. It looks so cool."

"Its broken though. I should have another eye, and it scares people. Sometimes its better if people dont know Im a droid."

"Still, its pretty hard-core."

B smiled and looked down shyly, biting his lip a little. "Thank you."

Kurts stomach suddenly felt like it was full of lead. It took him a moment to realize why. He didnt like B blushing shyly at Sam. Thats the way B acted around Kurt and while Kurt didnt always know how to handle it, he had thought it was something special between them and he liked that. But what if B was programmed to act like that towards every guy? What if the relationship Kurt and B had wasnt unique? What if it was just Bs programming? The thought made Kurt feel a little sick.

"I dont think you should be worried about people knowing you are a droid," Sam continued. "You are by far the most impressive droid Ive ever seen."

B laughed, cheerful and bright. "I appreciate that, Sam."

Kurt was filled with the sudden desire to pull B close and snap "Mine!" at Sam. He shook his head, pushing the desire away. He was being ridiculous. B was his friend, and he could be friends with Sam too if he wanted. B didnt owe Kurt anything.

"So are you too busy working to come play video games with us?" Sam asked.

B looked at Kurt in surprise. "I didnt know Kurt played video games."

"I dont usually. But with Sam I do, I used to with Finn as well."

"He's actually scarily good. You want to join us?"

B glanced from Sam to Kurt, seeming a little nervous. "I dont want to intrude."

Kurt smiled at him, trying to set him at ease. He wasnt going to let his irrational jealousy keep B from making a friend. Especially since Kurt was going back to New York in a few weeks and Grace was really the only other person B seemed to have bonded with.

"No B, you should join us. It will be fun."

Kurt tried to enjoy himself, they played video games and ordered pizza and Sam and B seemed to get along. But every time B laughed at one of Sams jokes or Sam complimented B on how fast he picked up the game, a little sprout of jealousy would take root in Kurt's heart, no matter how hard he was trying to weed them out. Plus, B was acting differently. Not anything someone else would notice, but he wasnt sitting as close to Kurt as he usually did, he didnt seem to make eye contact with him as much and the sweet smiles that he seemed to always send Kurts way were fewer and further between.

By the time Kurt and B said goodnight to Sam for the evening, frustration was itching under Kurts skin. He hated how jealous he was being. Because he didnt want B in that way, he wasnt looking for a romantic relationship with a droid. So why was he feeling this way? Maybe it had just been too long since hed dated. Once he was back in New York, he needed to get back out there, so he could remember what it was like to be in a relationship again. Then maybe he wouldnt be grasping at straws and trying to make his friendship with B into something it couldnt be.

"Thanks for letting me join you this evening," B said, his hands in his pockets as he looked at the ground.

"Im glad you did."

"I guess Ill head back to the workshop for the night."

"Um… You could come up to my room with me for a bit," Kurt offered. He at least wanted to figure out what was going on and why B was acting oddly around him.

B looked up with a slight smile on his face. "Okay."

B sat cross-legged on the bed like he usually did, and instead of starting his nightly moisturizing routine Kurt joined him. "So you and Sam seemed to get along well," Kurt remarked to open the conversation with.

"I like him. Hes funny and a good friend to you."

"Yeah." They sat in silence for a moment. Kurt hated the awkwardness that hung in the air around them. It was never like this with B. It was always so easy between them.

"Are you two…" B started and then stopped. "How long have you and Sam… been together?"

"We met in high school when he joined the Glee club and-" Kurt stopped talking, the phrasing of Bs question hitting him. "Together?"

"Yeah," B said, quietly searching Kurts face.

"I mean, weve been friends since high school, but Sam and I arent together together."

Bs eyebrows slowly rose and a smile spread across his face. "He isnt your boyfriend?"

Kurts heart felt a little tight. Was B relieved because he liked Sam? "No. He never has been. Why, are you interested in him?" Kurt could hardly believe hed just come out and asked, but all this hemming and hawing was making him anxious.

"Interested in Sam?" Bs face scrunched up and he tilted his head, then he seemed to understand what Kurt was asking. "Oh! No. No, no. Not like that. I mean, hes fun, but um… I… No." His cheeks were rosy and he looked down at his lap shyly, and Kurt felt like a weight was lifted off his shoulders.

"Oh, thank goodness."

Bs face snapped up. "What did you say?"

"Um… I mean, because he isnt gay. He only likes girls in that way," Kurt hurried to say, trying to explain away why he was relieved B didnt like Sam.

"Really?" B said and started to laugh. "That clears things up then."

"Yeah, I guess it does." Kurt smiled at him, feeling guilty that he was so relieved. They talked about this and that and nothing for a little longer before B went back to the workshop and Kurt went to bed feeling better about the whole evening, but increasingly worried about his own confusing emotions towards B.

Kurt only had a couple of weeks left before he was to return to New York and he was trying to ignore the ache in his chest that was causing. He loved New York and he knew he would miss his family, but he would be fine. Hed lived in New York for the past three years, why was going back so hard this time? He tried to pretend it wasnt because of a curly-haired android that wore an eye patch.

Hed been looking online, and through people he knew in New York, for an apartment to lease, maybe someone who had a spare room they wanted to rent out, but so far he hadn't been able to find anything that didnt seem sketchy, and he was worried he was going to end up in the dorms again this year.

He got the call from Mrs. Sherman on a Wednesday afternoon. Mrs. Sherman was a sweet old lady he knew from the retirement home Kurt volunteered at. She had taken a liking to him, but he was still surprised to hear from him. "Im moving to Florida," she said over the phone, her weathered old voice full of cheerfulness. "The doctor said the climate down there will be better for my health."

She went on to explain that her daughter was going down there too for at least a year to help her settle in and that she had an apartment that she wanted to sublease to someone trustworthy. A few conversations later and some e-mailing back and forth with the daughter and Kurt had a place to stay when he would go back to New York.

"Its only for a year," Kurt said excitedly as he had dinner with his dad and Carole, "but thats plenty of time. Ill be done with school by then anyway. And its in a nice part of town and is something I wouldnt normally be able to afford, but I think Mrs. Sherman talked me up to her daughter. It has more than enough space for me and is close to school." He was talking a mile a minute, but was too excited to slow down. "Its going to be great. My own place!"

"You arent worried youll get a little lonely in the city, living on your own?"

"People do it all the time, Dad."

"I know," Burt said and was quiet for a moment, but obviously thinking something over. "What if you didn't have to be alone, though?"

"I dont think Rachel wants to room together anymore. Things were getting a little tense between us towards the end and her having her own place has helped our friendship tremendously."

"I wasnt thinking about Rachel," Burt said with a smile. "What if you took B to New York with you? He doesnt even really need a room of his own and he wouldnt add to the cost much because he needs so little. But youd have someone around for company."

Kurt sat and stared at his father for a moment, his heart thrumming and his stomach turning over in excitement. He wanted to just blurt out, "Yes! Yes, please, can I take B?" But this was big decision, and he wanted to make sure both he and his dad had thought it over.

"Didnt you want to keep B on in the shop?" Kurt asked. "Youre getting busier and busier there."

"Well, Id like to hire Sam actually. He has always been quick to learn that kind of thing, and hes great with the customers. And the truth is, as impressive as B is, I dont really need a high-end droid," Burt shrugged.

"But what would he do in New York? I mean… Just wait around the apartment to keep me company? Wouldnt that be weird?"

"If you dont want him to go, bud, thats fine. Just say so. But he could help around the apartment and there are classes for droids of his caliber in New York, did you know that? He could learn a skill and even maybe get a job. No one pays droids as much, but still, it might be something he enjoys doing."

Kurt could picture it all too clearly. B taking mechanic classes or maybe even music lessons. He wondered if those were available for droids. He could probably even get him a job at the diner if he wanted it. And every day after school or work, Kurt could come back to the apartment and B would be there.

"You like the idea then?" Carole said, interrupting his thoughts, and Kurt realized he had let a big smile creep onto his face.

"I do like it," Kurt said, making himself sit and finish dinner, even though he wanted to go tell B right then.

"Well, its settled then. And of course, if it doesnt work out, he can always just come back here."

"No, I think... I think it will be great dad."

Burt smiled and shot Carole a look, and he knew they must have talked about this already and had predicted Kurts reaction, but he didnt care. He was going back to New York and B was going with him. After dinner, Kurt rushed to the workshop to find B and give him the good news. He was in the store room, leaning back in a chair and reading one of the books Kurt had given him.

"B!" Kurt called, full of enthusiasm.

B looked up from his book and smiled. "Kurt. Whats going on?"

"Um... I have news," Kurt said and he was smiling so hard his cheeks hurt. B put down the book and stood up. "You know I go back to New York in a couple of weeks, right?"

Bs face sobered for a fraction of a moment before he smiled again. "Of course."

"What if you came with me?" Kurt burst out.

B stood still and blinked at Kurt for a moment. His mouth opened and then closed before he finally spoke. "Came with you? To New York?" He voice was hushed and Kurt started to worry. What if B didnt want to move? This workshop was the only home hed ever known, at least that he could remember. He might not want to leave.

"I mean, its up to you. Im not going to make you come. But if you did, wed be roommates and I think it… it could be really great."

"You want me to come?" Bs voice was so small Kurts chest tightened with worry.

"Yes. I do."

Slowly, a smile bloomed over Bs face and then he rushed forward and practically tackled Kurt with a hug. "Ive been so worried about you leaving. And I was going to miss you so much!"

"You were?" Kurt asked, hugging him back, his stomach filling with happy little butterflies.

"Yes. Can I really come with you?" B pulled back, looking at Kurts face as if afraid to believe it was true. "Burt wont mind?"

"He is going to hire Sam. It was my dads idea that you join me."

"Join you." B echoed. "As a roommate?"

"Yes!" Kurt held onto Bs arms, and they both started jumping a little. "Oh my god, B, this is going to be so much fun!"

B laughed and then hugged him again. "Thank you, Kurt. Thank you so much."

"I guess you are going to get to check see New York City off of your list soon," Kurt said as he held him, breathing him in. B didnt really have a scent though, but it didnt bother Kurt. Especially now. Not only was Kurt not going back to New York alone, he got to bring his friend with him. Things were looking up for Kurt Hummel.