Kurt waited anxiously for Blaine to move in. He was half worried that maybe hed changed his mind. Then one Saturday a moving truck pulled up in front of the house and Blaine and a bunch of movers were bringing his stuff in.

Kurt made sure to stay invisible to Blaine. No reason to scare him off his first day here, or to make him look crazy in front of the movers since they wouldnt be able to see Kurt. This was more excitement and activity than Kurt had, had for a long time. He enjoyed watching Blaine bounce through the house directing what furniture should go in what room and joking around with the men helping him. Blaine was happy and pleasant, even if Kurt never showed himself to Blaine it was going to be good to have him here, he brought light and warmth that had been missing from Kurts existence for too long.

Once the movers left Kurt watched Blaine wonder the house, getting acquainted with it. Kurt felt a little creepy just watching Blaine all day, but he was a ghost after all and he had the prerogative to be a little creepy, right?

It was getting late and the tight knot of nerves that plagued Kurt every night started twisting in his stomach. He decided to leave Blaine be as he got ready for bed. Kurt wasnt so creepy that he was going to actually watch him change. Kurt blushed at the thought of it. Instead Kurt waited around the house until he could feel the pull in his gut that told him it was time. Kurt tried to swallow his fear as he instinctively made his way to the master bedroom he had once shared with Sebastian.

Kurt blinked open his eyes the next morning and curled up on his side. He was on the floor of the master bedroom, though now it was a music room. Kurt glanced at the boxes and the piano and desk and the lack of a four-post bed and crawled to his feet. He shivered and quickly went downstairs.

It was still early, the sun was just coming up, Kurt leaned against a wall in the living room and looked out the bay window wishing the sun streaming through would warm him a little. He was so cold, he was always cold, but it was the worst right before it happened and in the mornings right after he came to.

Kurt wanted to peek in at Blaine to make sure he was still there and well... just to see him really. To know that he wasnt as alone as he felt. Kurt wanted so much to talk to Blaine, but hadnt convinced himself to do it yet. He couldnt bare to scare him away, he just couldnt.

After a little while he heard Blaine moving around upstairs, the shower turned on and eventually Blaine made his way downstairs. Kurts breath caught in his throat. Blaine was wearing a sweater that was almost too small for him and sculpted his shoulders perfectly, jeans that did wonders for his ass... not that Kurt was looking, and a fedora tilted to the side in such a way that made Kurt roll his eyes fondly.

Blaine yawned and stretched as he reached the living room before he smiled and then walked back out and left the house. Kurt was disappointed and hoped hed be back soon. He watched him humming down the sidewalk from the window in the living room and then went back to drifting around the house like he usually did.

Blaine came back peppier and smelling of coffee. He immediately unpacked a box with speakers for his iPod, plugged it in and turned the music up high. It was a mixture of upbeat pop music, mostly female singers, with some Broadway musical tunes and surprisingly, some classic rock.

Kurt watched as Blaine spent the day singing along to the music and unpacking boxes. His energy was contagious and Kurt found himself mesmerized by Blaine, his voice and his smile. Blaine unpacked and rearranged furniture. A few times Kurt wanted to say something to Blaine but instead he would mutter to himself in a voice that Blaine wouldnt be able to hear.

"Really Blaine? Youre putting the sofa there?"

or

"No, no if you put the silverware in the left-hand drawer it will be easier to get to."

It was all he could do to stay quiet when Blaine started randomly lining his shelves with books. Not organizing them by author or genre or any system at all that Kurt could detect. Kurt crossed his arms and wanted to help Blaine unpack, but he hung back. He did notice that Blaines taste in furniture and décor was good. Maybe not what Kurt would have picked out for this house, but Blaine had it all before he got here. It was all very classic and tasteful and that made Kurt smile.

Kurt was just wondering if he had enough courage to just peek his head into the master- the music room and see what Blaine had done with it when an older Katy Perry song started blaring from the speakers. Blaine immediately started singing along, then he was dancing. He shimmied and spun and bounced around the living room. He jumped up on the sofa and started bleating out the lyrics. Kurt watched wide-eyed.

"Im walking on air tonight!" Blaine sang. "Im walking on air. Im walking, Im walking on air tonight. Im walking on air!"

Kurt had to clamp a hand over his mouth not to burst out laughing. Blaine continued to sing and dance and jump on furniture and Kurt just watched unable to think of the last time hed felt this happy.

The next morning when Kurt came to consciousness in the master bedroom Blaine had already left the house. Kurt felt listless when Blaine wasnt there. He was gone most of the day and when he got back Blaine was somber and looked so tired that Kurt felt a little worried for him.

Blaine put the groceries hed brought home with him up and turned on his music again, though he didnt sing or dance this time. Blaine ate a quick dinner and finished up most of his unpacking silently. Kurt wondered if hed just had a bad day or if maybe the house was getting him him. Kurt swallowed down his panic at that thought.

"Please Blaine." Kurt whispered not letting Blaine hear him. "Dont give up on it so soon."

The next day was even worse. Blaine looked awful, well he still looked devastatingly handsome, but he had dark rings under his eyes and his hair was a tousled a mess. He hadnt even bothered to get dressed but just wondered downstairs in his pajamas.

Kurt was so worried for him that made a split second decision. He couldnt let Blaine look so miserable and against his normal happy self and not do something. This was it, he was going to talk to him. Kurt took in a deep breath as Blaine leaned up against a kitchen counter and started eating his cereal.

Kurt let himself become visible.

There was a beat of time, Blaine was looking down at his bowl and standing there like a zombie and then he looked up. He must have seen Kurt because his eyes grew so large it would have almost been comical if it werent for the fear behind them. The bowl slipped from his fingers and crashed to the ground. Kurt winced and wanted to rush forward but stopped himself.

"Sorry! Sorry." Kurt said quickly trying not to frighten Blaine even more. "I didnt mean... I wasnt trying to..." Kurt didnt know what to say, he moved a little closer to Blaine and then froze as Blaines face went pale and he pressed himself back against the counter as far as he could.

Kurt wanted to cry. "Sorry." He said again voice raw. "I really dont want to scare you. I am so sorry." Kurt wanted to comfort Blaine or at least help him clean up the broken bowl and split cereal, he saw the milk trailing towards Blaines socked feet and he felt horrible.

"Im not going to hurt you." Kurt said in as steady of a voice as he could muster.

This so wasnt working. Kurt rubbed his eyes with his hands and tried to calm himself down. If he wasnt calm there was no way Blaine would be. He could do this, just be... normal.

Kurt lifted a hand in Blaines direction trying to look as unintimidating as possible. "Hi." Kurt said and tired to smile. "Im Kurt Hummel."

Blaine didnt move for a long moment and then he glanced down at Kurts hand. He made a move forward and excitement leap up in Kurt. Then there was a loud knock on the door. Kurt was so startled he immediately went invisible again.

Blaine glanced to the door and then back to Kurt, though he couldnt see Kurt now, before he hurried out of the kitchen to answer the door. Kurt sighed and watched as Blaine greeted a very handsome, tall man. Kurt was embarrassed for just a moment when he realized he was jealous of this new guy, before it became clear that he was Blaines big brother. Kurt needed to get a handle on his emotions.

Kurt stayed invisible and out of the way. It seemed like the brother was going to stay for a little while. Good, that gave Kurt time to regroup and decided how to approach Blaine next. Casual, he needed to keep it casual.

Kurt loosened up and let himself drift, not intruding on the brothers reunion. Maybe having his brother here would help Blaine. Kurt hoped that what ever was troubling Blaine would be cured by his brothers visit. Kurt didnt want Blaine to leave, not only because Kurt didnt want to be alone, but because of Blaine. Blaine was... Kurt didnt know really, but he thought that Blaine might be just what he needed.