It was exactly 7 p.m. and the party had already started when he arrived with Wes. Yes, he brought Wes with him because the guy was just aching to attend a party and also because he's the one with the car; he doesn't try to understand the mind of his best friend. Sam was the one who sent him the address to the place and it was a little bit out of the way but was fairly easy to find, he remembered what Sam had told him:

"Please avoid the paparazzi at all times. Or Alex might kill me."

How does one even do that? How can Blaine avoid the paparazzi when he doesn't even know what they look like? Also, why would they want to follow him when he's so insignificant in their lives? Wes had all the answers to that of course. Wes told him that they generically had cameras (Blaine knew that) and they would want to follow and take photos of them if they spotted them parking the car in front of Kurt's house and then write stuff about them the morning after.

Well anyway, they didn't get followed at all which was a relief and also they didn't have to worry about parking in front of Kurt's house because he's got his own parking lot in his backyard which was insane. They went through the back door and were greeted by a huge pool. Of course the party was being held by the pool and surprisingly, the place wasn't crowded so much. Maybe Kurt didn't really like people in his house?

This was it. He was standing inside Kurt Hummel's celebrity home that he only dreamed about and by god does it look amazing. Actually, amazing is an understatement. The exterior was very Kurt-ish; it felt like he's standing in the house of some royalty in England but at the same time a very modern one. He can't even describe it well without word vomiting because it was that beautiful.

"Hey!" Alex greeted them as they walked towards the bar by the pool. "You didn't have trouble finding the place right?" She asked.

"No. No trouble at all." Blaine smiled. "Happy birthday Alex." He greeted going in for a hug which Alex returned with much enthusiasm.

"Thank you."

"Oh, this is my friend Wes. He's the owner of Music Sheets & Lyrics, if you remember." Blaine introduced Wes who offered his hand.

"Happy birthday. It's nice to finally talk to you and not just see you ordering coffee from afar." Wes laughed. Alex swatted his hand away and hugged him.

"I know you and you're Sam and Blaine's friend. Don't be so formal." Alex laughed and Wes just accepted the hug.

"Here's my present for you Ms. Simmons. I hope you like it." Blaine formally teased as he offered his gift. Alex just rolled his eyes at Blaine as she accepted the gift.

"And here's mine." Wes added, giving her his gift as well.

"Thank you boys. Well, enjoy yourselves." Alex smiled. It was at that moment that Sam appeared.

"Hey. Glad you could make it." Sam smiled, snaking his hand around Alex's waist which made the woman look up at him and smile. "I don't know any of these pseople." Sam said wearing a face that says 'what am I even doing here?'

"Shut up Sam. That's why I'm introducing you to them." Alex playfully smacked him on his shoulder. "Would you like to come with me or would you like to stay with your boyfriends here?" She chuckled.

"I'd go with you of course." Sam toothily smiled, "I mean, if that's alright with you two?"

"Of course it is. Go socialize away." Blaine laughed as Sam gave them a salute and left hand in hand with Alex. It seems like they're really fit for each other. They bicker one moment and be all blushy the other.

But then Blaine remembered that he was there for Kurt. 'Ah no. That's not nice.' He was there for both Alex and Kurt (but they all knew that he was there mainly for Kurt, whatever). And he hasn't seen him even once. Before he got to ask Alex about it, she was already gone and talking to some of her friends. He looked up at the house which has a terrace that overlooks the pool and saw that the lights were open.

"Hey Wes, do you think Kurt—" Blaine looked around but Wes was already off somewhere talking to some girl near the pool. Figures; Blaine knew that he'll be alone in this party with Sam off socializing and Wes doing the same.

Maybe he should have brought Mike and Tina along but it's too late to think about that now. He fiddled with the handle of the box that he was holding; Kurt did say that he wanted cupcakes so here it was.

He left the pool and walked inside the house which felt like he was trespassing but he had to find Kurt. And wow, the interior of the house is amazing and Blaine couldn't even compare it to anything because he hasn't seen anything quite like it before.

He snooped around a bit and explored but there was no one inside and he thought that maybe the house was off limits to the party guests and that they were only allowed by the pool. Blaine was about to go out when he saw a shadow pass him by towards the other room. Intrigued, he followed it until he reached a dark kitchen; the only light was coming from a couple of candles. He turned on the lights and was surprised when someone shrieked.

"AHHH!"

It was Kurt. Kurt was finishing up a few strawberry cakes with one that says "Happy Birthday Alexandra!" and he was being really quiet about it.

Kurt let out a long, relieved breath; wiping his hands on the nearby rag. "Jesus Christ, I thought it was Alex."

Blaine practically gaped at Kurt and at the cake and at the apron that he was wearing around his waist and he swears to god that if he doesn't get out of there soon, he'll possibly be blurting out awkward things. And he sure hopes that Kurt can't read minds because he may or may not be thinking about inappropriate thoughts.

Kurt finished the cake and smiled to himself, looking really satisfied at the results. Then his head snapped towards Blaine. "Hey Blaine."

Blaine blinked a couple of times before he remembered that he just trespassed Kurt's house and that he wasn't supposed to seeing as the party wasn't anywhere inside the house. But before he could stop himself, his lips were already moving.

"I'm so sorry for coming in without your permission. I didn't think—I was only—I was looking for you because of the cupcake and I—" Blaine fumbled with his words which earned him a hearty laugh from Kurt.

"You really are adorable aren't you?" Kurt smiled, cocking his head to the side and giving Blaine a fond look. "It's fine. But can you help me get these out there? We're just going to put it over that table and push it outside. I'm afraid that it'll fall and ruin my clothes." He paused. "Oh no, that's wrong, I meant ruin the surprise."

Blaine almost lost it when Kurt playfully stuck his tongue out and scrunched his face in a way that clearly spelled out 'Aren't I cute?' or so Blaine thought. He stared for a few moments more. Kurt just called him adorable and that was so far from what he saw in himself; a bit of a nervous wreck maybe but adorable? That's not him. However, he snapped out of it and nodded, helping Kurt get the humongous cake out to the pool.

Blaine couldn't help but glance at Kurt whenever he could; is this really happening? Is he really in Kurt's house and is this really happening? Yes it was, judging by the look on Kurt's face as he happened to glance back at Blaine and the way he smiled at him, his eyes squinting a little and his cheekbones rising. Blaine just couldn't believe it.

They emerged from the house and everyone turned to look at them. Blaine saw the surprised look on Wes' face which then turned into a sly smile. He could almost read Wes' mind. Kurt smiled and waved at the people as usual. Blaine noticed the relief that passed across Alex's face at once; he'll remember to ask about that later.

"Can you just—?" Kurt did a few hand gestures as they stopped next to the nearby table. Blaine nodded, he hopes he understood it right and fixed the position of the cakes while Kurt got the attention of everybody.

"ALEXANDRA SIMMONS!" Kurt practically screamed earning a laugh from Alex on the other side of the pool. "HAPPY BIRTHDAY!" He smiled.

Alex ran towards Kurt excitedly, hand in hand with Sam, the man couldn't do anything but follow because he was being dragged. She threw herself at Kurt and hugged him tight; Blaine wonders what it feels like to hug Kurt like that. He wonders what the smell of Kurt's hair was like and if he was warm to hug because of all those layers of clothing. He wonders if Kurt would hug him back like he does Alex and if he would whisper sweet words that were only meant for him to hear.

"…and Blaine helped me carefully carry it out." Blaine snapped out of his thoughts when he heard his name and realized that they were already looking at him as Kurt thanked him for his little help. He shook his head as if to say 'it's no big deal'.

"I thought you were mad at me for holding my party here." Alex sighed in relief. "Wait, is this cool? I mean, we don't have anything planned for your tomorrow, don't we? Rachel's not here so maybe—" She gushed.

"Alex, relax. It's your birthday and yes, we've fixed my schedule already so just have fun." He smiled.

Blaine moved away a little as people started crowding near the table, singing the birthday song for Alex. He couldn't take his eyes away from Kurt and how his smile was so sincere that his teeth were showing; Blaine's never seen that smile in any interviews that he's watched of Kurt. How Kurt's eyes shone brightly as Alex kissed him on the cheek. How his arms flexed even though he was just clapping to the rhythm. How he looked back at Blaine and smiled amusedly–

'Oh shit, he caught me.'

Blaine blushed, quickly looking away but he knew that Kurt saw. Kurt saw him staring and he couldn't take it back ever again. Blaine's eyes searched for Wes or for anyone who can help him in this situation but no, there was no

one, everyone was singing a goddamned birthday song while he's there standing like an idiot and oh god, he's walking towards me.

"Blaine, stop being such a wallflower and join them." Kurt began, pointing at the people by the cake. "I mean look at those zombies, it's like they've never seen strawberry cakes before." He laughed.

Blaine laughed with him; the nice thing about Kurt is that he never makes you feel awkward. You'll never feel like he's superior just because he's a star, no, he'll try and have a decent conversation with you no matter who you are.

"Maybe because that cake looks amazing." Blaine honestly responded, observing the cake and smiling. "But I've already had a lot of sweets today so I'll pass." He shrugged his shoulders. It was true; he made a bunch of cupcakes and had to try one from a batch and then make one again if he wasn't satisfied.

Kurt pouted and all Blaine wanted was to kiss that pout away, he couldn't help but stare at Kurt's lips. "That's sad. I made those cakes and I wanted to know if it was alright."

"Oh you did?" Blaine raised his eyebrows inquiringly and Kurt nodded.

But Blaine was thinking a little away from the cake and more to the taste of his own cupcakes. He knows how to bake. What if Kurt was just being nice before? What if he really found his stuff disgusting? Might as well not give him these.

He made to squeeze the handle of the box in his hands but nothing came then he realized that Fuck! I left it inside the kitchen. Kurt must have seen the troubled look on Blaine's face for he asked "Is everything okay? I mean, you don't really have to try it if you don't want to."

Blaine shook his head in reply and before he could stop himself, he was blurting out "But what if my cupcake doesn't live up to your tastes? That cake looks amazing." Blaine's eyes were totally focused on the dessert and Kurt couldn't help but laugh.

"That's what you were worried about?" Kurt smiled. "You know what, here's what we're going to do. You take a slice of my cake and I'll take your cupcake and we'll eat it together. Is that okay?"

"No."

Kurt rolled his eyes and turned his back on him. Oh shit did I piss him off? But before Blaine's brain could panic, Kurt was back with a slice of cake on a saucer and was grabbing him by the wrist. It was insane; Blaine was being dragged away from the party and into the house. Nothing about this seems real to him right now.

"I saw you put the box dow—here we are!" Kurt placed the saucer on the counter and made to grab for the box but Blaine had beat him to it. "Oh come on! Don't be a loser." Kurt straightforwardly said, hands crossed over his chest. Blaine shook his head in reply.

"Your cake is glowing and my cupcakes will look like garbage next to it." Blaine insisted as he hugged the box near his chest.

Kurt huffed impatiently. "Blaine Anderson," Oh wow, he remembers my full name "do you know who I am?" He finally said.

"Kurt Hummel: actor, author, fashion enthusiast and a movie star." Blaine paused, "apparently, a baker too."

"Oh wow, you do know who I am." Kurt chuckled a little but he kept his stance. "This is ridiculous. Give me that." And Kurt just went for it as Blaine tried his hardest to keep it out of reach. A few bumps and thuds later, Kurt emerged victorious. "AHA!"

"Don't say I didn't warn you." Blaine watched as Kurt opened the box that contained six cupcakes that he made earlier that day. He didn't miss the way Kurt's face lit up as he saw the contents and the smile that graced his already beautiful face was almost blinding to Blaine. "They're lemon cheesecakes. I read somewhere that you like—"

"Like? I love cheesecakes." Kurt squealed in excitement. He eats a lot of cheesecakes especially when he's stressed and this is probably the most thoughtful thing anyone has ever given him as of recently. Blaine couldn't help but beam as Kurt picked two of the cupcakes and took a picture of it. "You don't mind if I tweet it right? I've been tweeting stuff lately."

"Yeah, I've noticed. I follow you on Twitter." Blaine unfocusedly responded. Kurt glanced back at him once he finished tweeting. "Not in a stalker-ish way of course, I just—I…" Blaine tried to find words then gave up, "Ugh, what am I even saying? I'm a huge fan of yours." He exhaled a bit shakily and Kurt just waited for him to finish.

"Yeah, I've noticed." Kurt imitated in his best Blaine voice and Blaine blushed and ran a hand over his gelled hair. "Thank you."

"So…" Blaine started to say, "It's okay?"

"Yeah silly, you're still Alex's friend and I don't think you're one of those crazed fans. Also, I did meet you before at the fundraiser already, so we're good." Kurt assured him. Blaine nodded; at least he's getting somewhere. "Alright, I'm ready to eat this beautiful piece of dessert."

They both grabbed their desserts and took a bite on the count of three. Both felt like heaven just melted in their mouth and both complimented each other's work. Surprisingly, they got along really well and started to talk about different things that they have in common whilst slowly eating the desserts. They clearly forgot about the party that was happening outside.

"Doesn't it get tiring? Being as famous as you?" Blaine interestedly asked. Kurt just shrugged his shoulders; he's already on his third cupcake and Blaine was fighting the urge to do a victory dance.

"It does to some extent. I mean don't get me wrong, I love my job and I enjoy it but sometimes you know." Kurt made gestures with his hands and shrugged, "I can't even get to my car without being photographed." Kurt responded, "I, for one, like your coffee shop because it's quiet there in the morning. Also, this house." He ended.

"This house?"

"Yes. I have another house in Beverly Hills and the paparazzi are usually there so when I want to just get away, I go here. Only close friends knows about this house, you're one of the lucky people." Kurt winked at him which made Blaine's stomach flutter. But that answers why Alex was making sure that they weren't followed. However, Blaine was thinking of a totally different thing.

"When was the last time you did something that didn't involve evading photographers?" His mind was filled of ideas as to where he could bring Kurt and just make him feel like he's a normal person again.

Kurt thought for a moment before saying, "I don't know. About 5 years ago maybe? Why?" Blaine gave him a sincere smile before standing up.

"Do you want to do something crazy?"

"What do you have in mind?"

"Let's get you out in the open without anyone invading your privacy."

"And how are you going to do that?"

"Do you trust me?"

"Can I?"

"Yes."

There was a pause and a long silence between the two of them before Kurt stood up and smiled at Blaine.

"Alright then."

Blaine couldn't help but let out a 'yes!', he peeked at his watch and saw that it was only 8:30 p.m.

Oh this is going to be a long night.