They all piled into the taxi and headed to VIBE, the newest karaoke bar, in New York City. Blaine, Wes & David had belonged to the Warblers, Dalton’s glee club and loved to karaoke. Bob just went along for the alcohol and to have a good time with the guys. He was scared to death that girls would talk to him but he was good at keeping an eye on the other three is they got too drunk. The club was packed and they were lucky to find a table. They ordered their drinks and sat back and listened to a short brunette belt out the last note of Defying Gravity. She acknowledged the claps and hollers as her due and plopped off the stage to go meet her friends.

“I’m going to go sign us up to sing,” said David as he headed to the DJ’s counter. Wes immediately zeroed in on any women who looked like they were not accompanied by a boyfriend or husband. Blaine just sat back and relaxed feeling the beat of the music vibrate through his body. He heard the music stop and a few minutes later he heard a familiar Beatle’s song start playing. He closed his eyes and started swaying to the music and then he heard the voice singing and it felt he had just been zapped with a Taser gun. That voice was heavenly. He opened his eyes and focused on the man singing Blackbird. The man was beautiful. He was dressed in black, skinny jeans that looked like they had been painted on, a white, button down shirt and a vest that – wait was that a corset??? Blaine couldn’t take his eyes off of him. He felt David slap him upside his head trying to get his attention.

“Hey man – you better blink or your eyes are going to dry out and fall out. See something you like,” he smirked at Blaine.

Blaine just nodded and kept staring at the vision on stage. The song finally ended and amid applause and whistles the man bowed and stepped off the stage. Blaine finally blinked. His brain was no longer processing any new information. All he could picture was that beautiful face squirming in a lust filled haze underneath him. He needed to speak to him. Hell, he needed to fuck him like yesterday. He had to be gay. Blaine couldn’t believe the world would be so cruel as to parade perfection in front of him and then finding out the man was straight. He couldn’t understand the reaction he was having sure, he hadn’t been involved with anyone in more than a year but there had been sex here and there so it wasn’t like he was backlogged or anything. This guy just hit a primal nerve and that had never happened before. He had to talk to him. He got up ignoring the catcalls he was getting from his friends and headed in the direction of the stage. He had seen the man head towards a table near the stage. He was so intent on finding the table that he wasn’t watching where he was going and almost landed on his ass when he bumped into someone pretty hard.

“Humph..,” was all he heard as he tripped on the body that crashed on the floor. He tried to break his fall but ended up landing on someone.

“Oh my god, I am so – so sorry,” he started saying and then abruptly stopped talking as he finally noticed the person he had flattened on the floor. He was lying on top of the guy he had been looking for! He couldn’t stop staring.

“Ummmm, can you please get off – I can’t breathe,” whispered the vision.

“Right – oh – sorry, here grab my hand,” he said as he pulled him up off of the ground. “I’m really sorry. Are you okay? Did I hurt you?”

“I think I’ll be okay – just a little out of breath. Were you being chased by demons because you were really rushing through here like someone wanted to kill you or steal your virginity,” he said as he was trying to straighten out his clothes. “I’m Kurt by the way,” he said putting out his hand.

Blaine grabbed his hand, “Blaine – can I buy you a drink to make up for my clumsiness?”

The young man just quirked up an eyebrow and tilted his head before nodding affirmatively, “Sure, let me just tell my friends so they don’t worry. I’ll be back in a second.” Blaine watched him walk to the table near the stage and lean down to whisper into a man’s ear. The man stood up and Blaine gulped – the guy was tall – and looked directly at Blaine before nodding at Kurt. Blaine wondered if that was Kurt’s boyfriend. Actually he didn’t even know if Kurt was gay but he was sure keeping his fingers crossed. Blaine glanced back to look for his friends and noticed that they were all laughing so hard tears were coming out of their eyes. They noticed Blaine staring and they started laughing harder. Blaine just ignored them and turned around to see Kurt walking towards him.

“Am I keeping you from your friends?” he asked.

“It’s fine. We were just out celebrating my brother’s last night as a single man. He is getting married tomorrow”

“Was the tall guy your brother?” he asked keeping his fingers crossed.

“Yeah, Finn finally managed to get Rachel to marry him. You might have noticed Rachel singing earlier – short, loud, brunette…”

“I did notice her,” he watched Kurt’s eyebrows lift up questioningly. “I mean I noticed her in the sense that she has a lot of talent. She really nailed that high note at the end of Defying Gravity. I also noticed you singing Blackbird. You have a beautiful voice,” he liked the fact that Kurt blushed.

“Thanks are you here with a girlfriend?” he asked.

“No, I’m gay,” he wanted that cleared up right away. “How about you?”

“Are you asking if I’m gay or if I’m here with a girlfriend?” teased Kurt.

“Both I guess,” he answered smiling at Kurt.

“No, I’m not here with a girlfriend and yes, I am gay as well,” he answered. They ordered drinks and managed to find an empty table where they tried to hold a conversation. The DJ had returned from his break and the music was loud which made it impossible to hear each other. Kurt grabbed Blaine’s hand and dragged him to the dance floor. Blaine was amazed at how well Kurt could dance and before too long they were bumping and grinding into each other. Blaine had his hands on Kurt’s ass and was as hard as a rock. He hadn’t been this intrigued with anyone in forever and he was enjoying himself. Kurt was hanging on to Blaine’s hips so tight that Blaine figured he would have bruises by tomorrow morning. They were wrapped up in their own little world until Kurt’s brother burst their little bubble.

“Hey Kurt, we need to get going. It’s getting late and we are meeting mom and dad at the hotel in 30 minutes. Their plane already landed at JFK.”

“Give me a minute. I’ll be right there,” said Kurt as he turned to Blaine and asked him for his phone. Blaine handed him his phone and Kurt quickly added his information to his phone. “Text me later so that I have your number,” he managed to say before he headed towards the exit.

Blaine just stood there and watched Kurt leave. He felt confused and suddenly he was anxious to get going so that he could text Kurt. He headed back to his table and noticed that Wes and David had already found company. Bob was nowhere to be seen. The guys were staying a bit longer and Blaine said his good-byes and headed out the door to catch a taxi back home. He quickly got his phone out and sent Kurt a text message.

-Hi Kurt – this is Blaine.

-Hi – do you have plans for tomorrow afternoon?

-I have work in the morning but I’m free after 2:00pm. Why?

-Would you like to be my date at a wedding?

-I’d love to.

-I’ll text you the location once I get back to the hotel. Meet me there at 4:00pm. The wedding is scheduled for 5:00pm. Can’t wait to see you! The dress is formal.

-Can’t wait to see you either!