“Hey babe,” said Kurt, as he linked his arm with Chandler’s and they walked off to a quieter area.

“So what do we need to talk about?” asked Kurt nervously.

“No need to sound so scared Kurt, you’ve done nothing wrong,” Chandler stated, pulling his arm free so he could turn and face Kurt.

“What do you mean? You haven’t done anything wrong either,” said Kurt.

Chandler had been the perfect boyfriend; he’d taken Kurt on dates, bought him flowers, and their sex life was great. Kurt didn’t understand why he thought he’d done something wrong. Unless he was still upset about the mini fight they had had last night, but that was nothing - Kurt just wanted some time alone and Chandler had been a bit clingy, but he hadn’t done anything wrong.

“I have, Kurt, I have,” said Chandler, breaking down into tears. “Remember last night?”

“Baby, I understand it, I’m sorry I snapped at you. I just needed some peace and quiet; it had been a long day,” Kurt half lied. Yes, it had been a long day, but it had been long day with lots of classes with Blaine, including Gym, where Blaine was boxing, and getting all hot and sweaty and-oh.

“No, no it wasn’t that, a-after you yelled I was kinda pissed off so I-I went to Scandals and- and… I kissed Sebastian,” said Chandler.

Kurt's face fell, Chandler had cheated on him. Kurt never thought he would, ever.

“Sebastian, The Stripper,” Kurt near shouted.

“I’m so, so sorry, Kurt. It didn’t mean anything to me, I love you.”

“But you fucking kissed another guy, Chandler… How could you?!”

“I’m sorry, I was mad, and I had had one too many drinks. I’m sorry, I really am,” said Chandler tears streaming down his face. “It was a drunken mistake and it should never have happened.”

“But the fact is it did, it happened and there’s no changing that… I’m sorry but we’re through,” said Kurt tears stinging his eyes, but being the head cheerleader he couldn’t show weakness and he refused to let them fall.

Kurt turned to leave when Chandler firmly grasped his arm.

“Please ,Kurt, don’t leave me. You are the best thing that has happened to me in a long time… I love you, Kurt, I love you.”

“I know, but you cheated, you cheated on me with a stripper. How is that supposed to make me feel? I’ll tell you how it makes me feel - it makes me feel cheap. Chandler, I know that you love me, but I just can’t be in a relationship with someone who cheated on me. I still love you, and part of me always will, but I’m sorry, it’s over,” said Kurt walking away.

Chandler didn’t grab him this time, which he was thankful for. It took all the strength he had left to do that, to break up with him. He needed time to be alone or he needed to find Rachel. What he didn’t expect to happen was that he’d walk straight in to Blaine.

Kurt took in the red rimmed eyes, the damp patches on his shirt, and the tear tracks down his cheeks.

“Blaine, are you okay? What’s happened?” asked Kurt feigning composure. He’d gotten good at shielding his true emotions; it’s something you have to learn when you become a Cheerio.

“Jermaine and I just had a fight. He’s pissed off because I forgot that we were having lunch together today,” Blaine sobbed.

Ah, there we go - a confirmation that Blaine and Jermaine were dating. With that realisation Kurt’s heart gave a painful twinge, like a knife had been stabbed in his chest and someone was twisting it.

“Oh come here, Blaine,” said Kurt pulling Blaine in to a tight hug, and taking a deep breath of Blaine’s scent, he revelled in Blaine's warmth. Jermaine was lucky to own Blaine’s heart, Kurt really wanted to.

“Oh- oh Blaine,” moaned Kurt, the soft mutterings poured over his lips.

Blaine was stroking him, his hand gliding along Kurt’s dick, teasing his left testicle with his finger. Blaine’s amber eyes bored in to Kurt, they shone, glistened, and they were so dark.

“You like that, baby,” Blaine growled as he was dotting kisses down Kurt's neck.

“Yeah, yeah, yeah, oh god twist.”

Kurt felt the coiling in his abdomen.

“Ah-ah-ah Blaine,” Kurt breathed.

Kurt opened his eye and went to the bathroom to clean off. One day, he hoped, it would really be Blaine’s hand making him feel that good.