I woke up in a bad mood the next day, I had depressed myself to the point I couldn't sleep properly the night before. Knowing I was going to see Kurt was bittersweet, part of me was absolutely thrilled at the prospect of spending more time with him but there was also part of me that knew that every minute I spent with him would cause me to fall that much harder for him so it would hurt that much more when he eventually left me.

"Ok, what is with you today? Do you not want to be here with me?" Kurt asked me as I tore apart the croissant I had bought.

"What? Of course I want to be here with you, I want to be anywhere with you."

"Then why are you so miserable today?"

I sighed.

"I'm being stupid. I'm just worrying about things that haven't happened yet and may not happen for a while to come."

"Blaine, is this about...?" he asked gesturing to his wrist.

I nodded biting my lip.

"Ok, you aren't being stupid; please never say that about yourself again. But you are being ridiculous. I thought we agreed last night that we don't care about what the fates say."

"I know but that's easy for you to say now but you don't know how you'll feel in the future. You don't know how you'll feel about Mark when you meet him."

"That's true but I do know how I feel about you right now Blaine. Why can't we just focus on that?"

"How do you feel about me?" I asked feeling slightly better.

"I like you, a lot."

"I like you a lot too."

He smiled at me and looked so fucking cute that I had to lean across the table and give him a kiss.

"Feeling better?" he asked.

"Definitely."

"Good."

"I'm sorry I was grumpy."

"I might forgive you."

"You might?'

"Possibly."

"How can I earn your forgiveness?"

"Another kiss should do it."

I smiled as I kissed him again.

"Good?" I asked.

"Hmmm....one more to be safe."

I kissed him again, more deeply this time.

"Ok, I forgive you." he said breathlessly.

"You sure?" I teased.

"I'm pretty sure if we keep kissing we'll get kicked out, so yes I'm sure."

I laughed. It's amazing how spending time with Kurt can turn my bad mood around.

"After we finish our coffee we should catch a matinée." I told Kurt.

"Sounds good, any particular movie you want to see?"

"I honestly don't care; I just want to spend more time with you."

"You are a charmer Blaine Anderson."

"I try."

I have no idea what movie we saw not because we spent the whole time making out (I wanted to but I thought it might be a little too soon) but because I spent the whole time reveling in Kurt's presence. I know, I have it bad.