"Psst."

Kurt's head snapped up as Blaine hissed into his ear. "What?"

"Oh, did I wake you up?" Blaine asked, laughter dancing behind his eyes.

"I'm awake now."

"Everyone else is asleep."

"Even my dad?"

"Well, except for your dad. But he's got his iPod on full blast."

"Oh," Kurt said, nuzzling against Blaine's shoulder, which smelled like Axe and coffee and just Blaine.

"So I thought we could...talk."

Kurt sighed. "Is that all you ever want to do anymore? You used to be fun."

"I am fun."

"Mmhmm."

"Kurt! Say I'm fun!"

"Nope."

"But...but...but...but Kurt!"

"Do something fun and I'll say you're fun."

Blaine grinned, and leaned down and kissed Kurt on the lips. Kurt didn't even try to fight him. He knew they'd kissed "goodbye," but how were they expected to stop?

*****

"Oh my god," Chloe whispered, but luckily no one heard. She'd just woken up, and now she shook Winter quietly as she watched the boys practically eat each other alive just next to her. She threw her hand over Winter's mouth as her eyes blinked open and pointed at the scene. Then she pulled out her iPhone and typed a note.

They're. Making. Out.

Winter took the phone. Thank you, Captain Science!

Look. Look at it. Look. Omigawd. So cute.

Cute? So HOT! I mean like...come on.

You're right. Just...gah. I can't even. On the inside, I'm squealing. On the inside, I'm no longer alive. I'm beyond deceased. I'm double-deceased.

I hope this never ends.

Pervert.

What!? No, I mean, them. I hope them never ends.

Eloquent. And I don't even think there is a them.

Yet.

*****

"That just happened," Kurt murmured, his lips just an inch away from Blaine's.

"Was that fun enough for you?" Blaine asked coyly.

"Well it was pretty fun for us," Chloe grinned, and Winter nodded in agreement. The boys flung apart and inched away from each other, as if they'd burn at the slightest contact.

"You...but...there...I...we can explain," Kurt stuttered.

"Oh, then please do," Winter said. "Because what I saw there was a steamy Klaine makeout sesh, and I'm actually a little upset it was interrupted."

"I'm gonna skip asking what the hell a Klaine is and get down to business," Blaine said. "We weren't making out. It was CPR."

"A," Chloe began, "Klaine is your couple name. Like Brangelina. B, hot. And C, really, CPR is the best you can do?"

Blaine felt his cheeks  turn bright red. Kurt was already the color of a fire engine and was hiding his face in his hands.

"Well...I...uh," Blaine tried.

"Save it," Winter said. "You were making out, big deal. But I think that's lame if you're not gonna make it official."

"H-h-how?"

"Because. You can't just do that. You guys are in love. If you're gonna kiss, it shouldn't keep you wondering."

"But we'll mind our business," Chloe cut in, slapping Winter in the arm.

They're right, Blaine thought. It's all or nothing. And I'm assuming I'll get the latter.

Upon arrival, Burt dropped the five pre-teens off at Quincy market, so that he could prepare their hotel rooms.

"Meet me back here in two hours. You all have your phones, right?"

The children nodded and mumbled "yep"'s and "mmhmm"'s. The only distinct response was Blaine Anderson's "Yes, sir."

Blaine Anderson.

He climbed into his car.

Blaine Anderson, who'd kissed his son. His son, who'd kissed back.

Burt was trying to make sense of it. Last he'd heard, Blaine was dating cheerleader Quinn Fabray. A lot must have changed since then.

His son, who'd swapped spit with his closest friend.

But Kurt had dated his share of girls. Right?

His son, who he'd seen making out with Blaine Anderson in the back seat of his car.

What did it mean?

His son, who was attracted to another boy.

He'd assumed Kurt might have been gay before, but...

His son, who was sexually attracted to another boy.

Wow. His son was gay.

"You guys wanna go get some more coffee?" Kurt asked.

"Uh, yeah," Chloe replied.

"No," Winter sighed, but they knew she'd follow them.

"Blainers?" Chloe asked. "Hudson?"

Finn glanced at Blaine, completely terrified. He was a little socially...unusual, and he doubted he'd get along with Kurt and the girls as well as he would with Blaine.

"I think we'll go look at records," Blaine offered, and Finn nodded enthusiastically.

"Okay, whatever," Kurt mumbled. 

"See you later guys!" Blaine called over his shoulder as he and Finn walked away.

"Uhm, I'm female!" Chloe argued.

"Ugh. Bye girls! Bye Kurtsie!"

Kurt bit back a smile. "Bye, Blaine," he whispered.

*****

"Can I help you?"

"Ah, yeah," Kurt told the cashier. "I'll have two tall mochas, skinny, and this." He placed Winter's Odwalla smoothie on the counter.

"That'll be $10.04," the cashier replied. "Can I have a name?"

"Kurt."

He joined Chloe and Winter on the bench they were sitting on, which was set against a window and lined with plush red cushions.

"So," Chloe said, poking him in the arm. "Tell us what's going on."

"I have no idea what you're talking about."

"With you and Blaine, dumbass," Winter quipped.

"Nothing."

"Dude, we - "

"No, I mean literally nothing! It's so frustrating! I mean, he doesn't love me like I love him. He just..."

"He thinks the same about you."

"No he doesn't."

"What is wrong with you?" Chloe asked. "He's told us. He tells us all the time."

"Lady has a point," Winter agreed. "He's all, 'Hey guys. Guys, guys hey. Hey guys. You know who's really cute? Kurt. Like, I love him. A lot. Like, yeah. Like, I love him. Like. Oh my god. I love him so much. He's so adorable. I love him.'"

Chloe snorted and nodded her head.

"That's what  he says. Really." Kurt asked. (Sarcastically.)

"She's actually not that far off," Chloe mused.

"So I advise marrying him now," Winter added.

"What's going on with you and Hummel?" Finn asked.

"What do you mean?"

"Come on, dude. Guys aren't that close. Not when they're just friends."

"We...we're only friends."

"Sure."

Blaine didn't respond, only looked at a display of sunglasses. "No way."

"Hmm?"

"Look at these!" Blaine pulled a pair of neon pink sunglasses from the display.

"Tell me again how you like girls?"

Blaine punched him in the arm and paid for the sunglasses. "Don't be a bitch, Hudson."

Finn sat down on one of the circular benches that was placed around the stands. "Look, I'm not gonna judge."

"That sounds judgemental already."

"I just want to know."

"Okay. So here's how this goes. Kurt and I have had a...no, sort of had a thing going since the last week of school. But neither of us wants to admit that because we're too scared of what the other's reaction will be."

"So...are you...together, or...or what?"

Finn's not very smart, is he? Blaine thought. "No."

"Then why were you making out in Burt's car this morning?" Finn asked.

"God, did the entire world see that?"

"Oh, one of the girls texted me about it. No offense, dude, but that's not an image I'd wanna see."

"Thanks," Blaine mumbled sarcastically.

1 NEW MESSAGE FROM: ANDERSON<3
Where are you guys?

To: Anderson<3
Food court, eating cookies, y'know.

From: Anderson<3
Wanna come visit us?

To: Anderson<3
Where art thou, Romeo?

From: Anderson<3
Cutie. We're also in the food court. Downstairs.

To: Anderson<3
Come up heeeeeeeere!

From: Anderson<3
No. You come down here.

To: Anderson<3
Please?

From: Anderson<3
No.

To: Anderson<3
But...but...but Blaine!

From: Anderson<3
Come down here or I'll see you later.

To: Anderson<3
Fine. Be that way.

"You guys want to go downstairs?"

"No," the girls chorused.

"Why not?"

"There are no chairrrrrrrrrrs!" Winter moaned.

"Yup," Kurt said, "But there are Andersons. Well, there's one Anderson. But, he's my favorite."

"Ugh, stop melting me with cuteness," Chloe grumbled. "Anyway, why doesn't he just come up here?"

"'Cause he's a bitch," Winter stated simply.

"I swear to god, Winter, if bitterness could kill," Kurt sighed.

"I already claimed that," Chloe interjected.

"Look, I know he's being a bastard, but - "

"Oh my god, I see him!"

"What? Where?"

"Me too!" Winter exclaimed. "Down there! With Hudson!"

"That fucking asshole!" Kurt exclaimed. 

To: Anderson<3
I can fucking SEE you. Are you too lazy to fucking WALK UP HERE?

From: Anderson<3
Chill.

To: Anderson<3
I'll chill when you stop acting like a lazy whore who whores around with Finn Hudson.

From: Anderson<3
Dude. Fucking chill.

To: Anderson<3
Bye.

From: Anderson<3
Fine! Bye!

To: Anderson<3
I love you.

But before he could sent the message, Kurt changed his mind and erased it.

To: Anderson<3
Yeah bye.

"Is he still being a bitch?" Winter asked.

"Yeah," Kurt sighed. "Still being a bitch."