14:30. Blaine drummed his fingers patiently on the table. The cafeteria wasn't very crowded, which gave him more time to be sitting there, without having to ask for something, only distracting himself to look at the people who drifted in and out of place. It took exactly five minutes, when the main door opened, attracting his attention.

A young man entered, with his blue eyes staring the place. He had delicate features, framed by brown hair a perfect style, flawlessly combed up. Probably no one in that cafeteria - or throughout Ohio - dresses as well as that boy.

He sat on the table beside the window, looking closely at the menu, on page of entries. A striking profile, and at the same time delicate.

Blaine smiled to himself, and thought for a split second before getting up. What had he to lose?

"The new options."

The boy raised his head, a little surprised. He had the face of... an angel? What �was so good-looking like that?

"You should look the new options." Blaine explained, and the boy smiled at him, closing the menu.

"Maybe this is a risky choice, considering that I have never tasted nothing that is there."

"You should believe in me." He suggested, sitting in front of him.

"I didn't said that i won't."

A small moment of silence, while they studying each other.

"So, can I know the name of my personal goumert?"

"Blaine."

"Kurt." He said, putting the menu on the table, and raising his hand to make his order: any of the new options.

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"We should know us." Blaine suggested, making Kurt raise an eyebrow. Ok. They already knew each other. "We should know us better, I mean."

"Sounds good. What do you want to know?"

"Everything you want to tell."

"I don't know exactly how to do this." Kurt whispered. "Hm. Ok. I live with my dad, and this year i'm changing college again, because..." He stopped short, thinking for a moment. But�return to he again, because something about that boy made him feel comfortable�"Because i was bullied. This is the first time someone is interested in talking with me, without swearing at me or, you know, trying to humiliate me..."

"You don't need continue if you're not so comfortable with it." He suggested "But I don't have intention of doing any of these things with you. And I don't understand why anyone would want to humiliate someone so..." He stopped in midsentence. Someone so lovely, he wanted to mean. "Well, I just don't understand."

"I haven't a very large circle of friends. Actually, I don't have friends." He said and Blaine leaned his head slightly to the side, with a comprehensive - and worried? - look. "Nobody likes me because I'm gay."

"I like you." He frowned, sipping a bit of the coffee.

"Thank you." Kurt blushed slightly, and Blaine smiled at his delicate grace. "Your turn."

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"And I never had a boyfriend." Blaine said finally. He liked talk to Kurt, because he seemed to enjoy hearing him. And because Kurt is adorable when he chuckle, interrupting some story. Or when he was watching him, or speaking or... damn, how can someone be so attractive even eating?

"Boyfriend? So you are also gay." He concluded.

"Yeap. Completely gay."

Kurt smiled with the statement.