Six Months Later

Kurt walked into the coffee shop, his mind was made up he was going to tell him, and not chicken out like he did last time. Kurt hadn't been here in over a year, it felt odd to be back, he looked all over for the small dark haired man He was hoping he'd be here, there we're things left unsaid and even if this killed him and Blaine broke his heart at least he'd taken that chance. He looked around as he waited to get himself a coffee.

"Hello welcome to Eight Ounce, my name is Kim, What can I get you today?"

"Grande non-fat mocha please"

"Anything else?"said Kim, looking over her left shoulder as she made the coffee.

"Um... yes, is Blaine working today?"

"Blaine? I don't know anyone by that name... so I don't think so. Would you like anything else with your coffee sir?"

"Um, no... just the coffee will be fine" said Kurt, slightly disheartened.

"Okay that'll be $3.40?"

Kurt handed the Barista the money and took his coffee, and walked slowly to McGolrick Park. He needed to talk to Blaine, his head was finally clear... he needed to tell Blaine that he still loved him... he always had done. Blaine had caught him off guard at the wedding. It wasn't until he watched Blaine walking away and around the corner that he realised; He couldn't marry Ryan. He picked up his phone calling the only person he knew could help and who'd actually take his call.

"Hello, Tobias Manson." said Tobias on the other end of the line.

"Um hey... you might not remember me...bu-"Kurt started, holding his breath.

"Kurt? Kurt Hummel?" He said cutting Kurt off.

"Urm yeah..."

"What do you want?" He said, masking his resentment.

"I'm trying to track Blaine down...do you have his number or something?"

"Why?"

"I just, I want to reconnect with him. I was wondering if you'd heard anything; he's changed his number and he doesn't work at that coffee shop anymore and I just don't know where else to go. He and I... we-we left things badly at my wedding. Well things were left unsaid"

"Don't go messing with his head, you're married and that kills him, you mean a lot to him. He's crazy about you... its part of the reason we broke up... just don't... It'll only hurt him more. But to answer your question, no I haven't heard from him not since we broke up. "

"Oh....okay... thanks. I don't want to hurt him"

"But I did hear he's started working at a paper if that helps at all..." said Tobias.

"Do you know which?" said Kurt, feeling proud of Blaine for getting back to doing what he loved.

"I think it's the one he used to work for. They actually head hunted him... he started about two weeks ago." said Tobias gushing a little.

"Oh? He is? Um thank you. It might not be my place but for someone who hasn't heard from him in almost a year you sure know a lot about his current situation"

"I...uh, just... don't hurt him" said Tobias, ignoring Kurt's statement not wanting to admit he'd been spying on his ex.

"I don't intend to... I have something I need to tell him"

"Okay..." said Tobias skeptically. "Good luck with whatever it is, I guess"

"Thanks for your help... I gotta run... hope you are well"

"Bye...."said Tobias hanging up.

Kurt left the park hastily hailed a cab and raced to the head office of the New York Journal. His head swam, he'd been planning what he'd say for weeks but now everything seemed juvenile, whatever he thought to say just sounded like it wasn't enough to explain how he felt, none of it seemed worthy of Blaine. Yeah Blaine had hurt him, but it had been five years... Blaine had changed, they both had. He began to worry, questions spinning in his head. Had Blaine moved on? Was he seeing someone new? Kurt didn't know and he didn't care. If he didn't take this leap he'd spend forever not knowing, and whatever happens had to be better than that. The cab pulled up outside Blaine's building and he darted in and flew up the eighteen flights of stairs to Blaine's floor driven by adrenaline. He arrived at the reception desk to find Darren stood talking to the receptionist. He started to turn back knowing he would try to talk him out of this. He hoped he could get out fast enough so he wouldn't be spotted by Darren or worse Smythe.

"Yeah so its just going to be a small-" Darren trailed off, as he spotted Kurt sneaking back to the elevator. "Kurt? What are you doing here?" he exclaimed

"Nothing... um... I have a meeting in this building but I must have gone up to far... reflexes I guess. My bad better just go back down a few floors" Kurt said, continuing to move backwards to the elevator Darren gave him a stern glare. "Okay fine. I'm here to see Blaine" Kurt admitted, stopping and staring at Darren.

"Why?" Darren questioned, folding his arms.

"None of your business..."Kurt snapped.

"If you're going to see my best friend then it is my business..." Darren said, he didn't want Blaine to get hurt again, he'd worked so hard to get to where he was now, he couldn't have Kurt just coming in and ruining that progress.

"Can I please be let in to see Blaine Anderson?" Kurt asked the receptionist looking past Darren

"Do you have an appointment?" She said, giving him a quick glance.

"No..."

"Then no you can't... Mr. Anderson is a very busy man" She said, not looking up from what she was doing.

"Please... I want to surprise him.... Please"

"His schedule is packed today, no time for surprises..." she said absent minded as she sorted files

"Please... please let me in" he begged, not wanting to sound as desperate as he did "I need to see him... he needs to hear what I have to say..."

"Urm, Danielle, he's with me let him in?" said Darren, intrigued.

Kurt seemed intent on getting in and Darren wanted to know why. When Blaine got back from the wedding he was distraught, heart broken and very drunk. It killed Darren to see his best friend like that, and would do anything to prevent it from happening again. Darren analysed Kurt... trying to figure out what he wanted after all this time.

"Fine..." she sighed and buzzed the door, Darren and Kurt walked through and into the main office area.

"Thank you Darren, thank you, thank you, thank you" Kurt said speeding off to Blaine's office.

"Hold it right there" Darren said, Kurt stopped and turned to face Darren sighing. "I still need to talk to you. In there!" he gestured to an empty room.

Kurt rolled his eyes, sighed again and walked in; he was overwhelmed, as memories flooded back to him bringing both smiles to his face and tears to his eyes, memories of him and Blaine, before everything. He sat down and looked at Darren.

"What do you want, Darren?" Kurt snapped his exterior hardening, not wanting to show weakness.

"Why is it you're here to see Blaine?" He said seriously.

"I have something I need to tell him..." said Kurt not feeling right telling Darren before telling Blaine himself.

"Blaine is my best friend... he means a helluva lot to me, and I'm looking out for him. So what is it?"

"It's between me and him." Kurt said sternly, meeting Darren's gaze, glaring back at him.

"I've helped pick up the pieces from every fight...each time he's been hurt, by you and others... he's a fragile man. He's been through a lot you know that. You better not be planning on hurting him again... because I think that might just kill him."

"Why does everyone keep saying that?! I'm not going to hurt Blaine! I fucking love him okay!" Kurt said outraged that they all thought he was going to hurt Blaine, the man he loved. "I want to tell him I love him! Is that okay? I want to tell him he's the only person I want, the only one I need."

"Oh?" said Darren, rather surprised. "And it's taken you this long to realise"

"Yes... well no... I've had to sort my own shit out first. Now if you'll excuse me I'd like to talk to Blaine?" Kurt said storming out of the conference room.

He walked down the corridor; he got butterflies in his stomach. He was still unsure of what he was going to say... hoping it would become clear when he saw Blaine's face...seeing his smile. He reached Blaine's office, looking at the gold plaque on the door inscribed Editor-In- Chief Blaine Anderson. Kurt smiled proudly and knocked on the door.

"Jenny? Come in" Blaine said through the door "Have you got those prints from the Get Fit article from photography"

Kurt walked in, and looked at Blaine; he looked as beautiful as ever, his beautiful curls hung loose around his face. Kurt stood there unable to form a coherent thought. He watched as Blaine chewed his lower lip in that adorable way he always did when he was concentrating, he watched as he repeatedly brushed that one curl back off his face only to have it fall back there a few seconds later, he looked at the way Blaine's glasses were slipping down his nose. Everything he saw was beautiful.

"Jenny! Prints?" said Blaine again, still sifting through the papers on his desk.

"Um...n-not Jenny" Kurt managed to say, when he finally pulled his eyes away from the nape of Blaine's neck.

Blaine looked up, confusion spread across his face. What was Kurt doing here? How did he find him? Blaine sat down, just staring at Kurt; he could feel anger boiling in his stomach. He'd thought this part of his life was over... he'd worked too hard to get to this point. Kurt had a habit of returning at the most inappropriate time.

"Kurt?" Blaine said after staring at Kurt for a few minutes more, starting to move papers around on his desk "What are you doing here? I'm very busy..."

"I just... um... I need to tell you something..."

"Right okay... what is it you want to tell me?" Blaine sat back on his chair, looking straight at Kurt giving him his full attention.

"Um... well um I, I wanted to um say. Well I, I love you?" Kurt stammered "I always have, always will I guess, I mean you we're my first love... my deepest love. I didn't realise how much I still felt for you until I saw you walk away on my wedding day... putting my happiness over yours one last time. And I know I might not stand a chance, you've probably moved on and I guess I just should tell you because otherwise I will regret it... for the rest of my life"

"It's a bit late now isn't it? What will Ryan say when he finds out your here? He's not my biggest fan" Blaine snapped.

"He'd probably say 'fuck off Kurt'." Kurt said, looking down at his feet, glancing back up at Blaine, meeting the other mans eyes.

"Why? lover's spat?" Blaine said his words pointed, hitting Kurt like knives.

"Well if you call leaving him at the alter a lover's spat then yeah that's what it is" Kurt admitted.

"You left him?" Blaine questioned.

"Yeah... I couldn't marry him while I'm still in love with you..."

"And what? You couldn't tell me this before, ran after me like I so desperately wanted you to." Blaine said standing up, looking Kurt in the eyes trying his hardest not to cry.

"I had to tell him, I couldn't marry him I had to explain."

"Right."

"Blaine... I love you okay... despite everything I fucking love you and I don't think I can stop. Despite how much I tried for the last five years" said Kurt, sniffing.

"Okay..." Blaine said shifting papers around on his desk, his head spinning, not able to focus.

"Blaine? said something... please" said Kurt.

Blaine was still thinking, he couldn't form any kind of sentence. He moved papers on his desk around, not paying attention. Kurt still loved him? always had...Blaine was shocked he'd thought he'd lost Kurt's love for good. He'd closed a door on those feelings, he'd moved on he thought.

"Well I just... I should go... yeah it was nice seeing you... sorry for bothering you... I'm going to go" said Kurt, after five minutes awkward silence, he turned left "bye Blaine"

Kurt walked out the office holding back the tears. He had been hoping Blaine would take him back he needed Blaine... he loved Blaine. He was just about walk out of the office, to the elevator lobby when he heard footsteps behind him; he prayed they were Blaine's, coming to tell him that he felt the same.

"Kurt! You expect you can just come into my office and declare your love for me and expect me to just fall into your arms... like the past five years didn't happen? You don't get to just say all that stuff to me and then walk away" Blaine shouted, his face red and puffy, his eyes glossy.

"Why you did it to me?"

"That was different!"

"How? Because it was you?"

"No because I thought you were happy with Ryan... and all I did was make you unhappy"

"No, no you didn't...but clearly I make you unhappy..." Kurt turned and started to walk away again.

"No Kurt, you don't... please... Don't go, just turn around." Blaine said, reaching out to Kurt, taking his hand

"Why so you can look me in the eyes and break my heart... I'd rather not" he said pulling his arm away from the other man.

"No... Kurt Please..."

"No Blaine!"

"For gods sake just turn around and kiss me before I change my mind"

Kurt turned to face Blaine he grabbed Kurt's waist standing on his tip toes and smashing his lips to kissing him lovingly deeply letting the tears fall. Kurt picked Blaine up Blaine wrapped his legs around Kurt's waist. Kurt pushed him up against the wall kissing him deeply, not caring who was watching. Blaine pulled back when air was necessary Kurt looked at him smiling, putting him down.

"I love you too, Kurt" Blaine said smiling, not fully believing he's got this second chance.

"So we gonna do this? try again?"

"Yes..." Blaine said "Lets do this. Kurt Hummel, will you go out with me?"

"Yes, yes I will" said Kurt, kissing Blaine deeply again.

THE END