"So..." Kurt trailed off as he and Blaine sauntered down the mostly empty sidewalk.

Blaine rolled his eyes, "Oh great," he thought to himself, "small talk again." Blaine still couldnt believe he was walking with this man, talking to this man, wanting this man. Blaine wanted more than ever to take off running down the street, away from Kurt and forget that a man had turned him on but his feet continued to walk at the slow, steady pace they did, "So...?"

"So you saw me up on stage?" It sounded like that was the first question Kurt could ask to keep things less awkward between them. For Blaine, the silence wasnt the awkward part.

Blaine nodded, "I did. I was heading in to grab my girlfriend so we could head back home."

"Where is she?"

Blaine stopped dead in his tracks. Kurt stopped too and turned to look at Blaine, "What did ever happen to Brinley?" He wondered, "I- I left her there. I had to get out of there as soon as possible." Blaine couldnt lie to a person.

"Why did you have to get out of there as soon as possible?" Kurt asked as they began their walk again.

Blaine took in a deep breath then slowly exhaled. This was too awkward to be completely honest, "Reasons..." That wasnt lying, "Reasons that I do not want to discuss..." Also true. Leaving out the "reason" was a smart idea for Blaine. Or, at least, it felt like the smart idea.

"So, Blaine, you have a girlfriend?" Kurt asked as thought he was unsure of what Blaine had said.

"Yes," Blaine thought, "I said it; you repeated it." He gave Kurt a false smile before answering, "I believe thats what I said?"

"Then why did you go to a strip club? Together? Usually if you go there youre single or going to ease yourself. Sometimes your boyfriend slash husband or girlfriend slash wife does no good."

"Because..." How was he was supposed to put this, "Because I couldnt get aroused." Blaine mumbled, embarrassed.

"What was that?"

Blaine sighed and looked at his feet. He watched them as they continued to walk, "I could not get aroused around my girlfriend. I just couldnt." Blaine shrugged.

"So she took you to a strip club." Kurt finished bluntly, as if hes heard that story a thousand times before.

"Exactly what happened."

Kurt sighed contemplatively, "Did you ever get turned on in there?"

Blaine could officially call this the strangest conversation hes ever had, "Yes..." Blaine sighed.

"Thats an accomplishment." Kurt nodded, "Is that why you went in to grab her? Im a little lost?"

"No... I came in to get her because the women just werent turning me on. I had to get out because I-" Blaine just had to stop himself there. The truth is unraveling too quickly.

"I... what?" Kurt asked as he tried to press on Blaines sentence.

Blaine sighed again, "I was turned on by you." He said simply. Blaine stopped and closed his eyes as he waited for what might happen. Was Kurt going to yell at him? Slap him? Hurt him in any way mentally or physically?

To Blaines surprise, though, Kurt began to laugh. Blaine opened one eye and peeked quizzically at the stripper who was still laughing. So hard, that his face turned to a beating red and he could see a tear trickle down Kurts cheek.

"Whats so funny?" Blaine was ready to protest.

"I never thought of that conclusion!" Kurt exclaimed as he tried to stifle his laugh and dried his eyes with the back of his hand, "I cant help but to laugh!"

"Its awkward, I know." Blaine said sheepishly. They began to walk again.

"Its not, actually." And from the corner of Blaines eye he could see Kurt bite down his bottom lip. He had to look away to avoid another erection.

They walked in silence the rest of the way until Blaine stopped one last time. He looked up at the towering building before him, "This is my stop." He said as he turned to Kurt. Now, hopefully they could say their goodbyes and part ways.

"Oh." Kurt said as he looked up at the building then back down at Blaine, "Can I?" Kurt looked down at his feet, "Can I come inside?" He looked back up and bit his lip again. This time, Blaine refused to look away.