Well. Kurt hadn't expected this.

He and Blaine had gone three months with no bumps in the road, and if he was honest, Kurt was pretty sure he was falling in love with Blaine.

But this was weird. For the first time since they first met, Kurt had gone to watch the show at the club and he was watching the entire thing with gritted teeth and trying not to run up and pull the drunk girls away from his boyfriend …who seemed to be loving the attention!

Jealously. Kurt rarely got jealous and he genuinely felt like punching something.

Tonight was not Kurt's night.

10am that morning.

Kurt was awoken by his boyfriend snuggling closer to his side in a sleepy state. Kurt wriggled awkwardly and placed a gentle kiss on top of Blaine's curly hair. "Morning" Blaine mumbled, his head resting on Kurt's shoulder, Kurt's arm slung around him.

"Hello" Kurt replied, sighing blissfully. This was what he had always wanted; to wake up next to someone he cared for deeply and although they had never said it, he possibly loved. Actually, screw it, he did love Blaine. He was kinda perfect. He was considerate, kind, lovely, not to mention having a stripper for a boyfriend was a lot of fun in the bedroom.

"Can I stay here all day?" Blaine murmured happily. "You're comfy"

"I wish but someone has work tonight" Kurt said, lifting the arm around Blaine's shoulders to ruffle his boyfriend's hair playfully.

"I'm tired. Do I have to take my clothes off for the drunken girls and perverts of New York City?" Blaine said, his voice soft, turning his face to bury it in Kurt's shoulder.

"If you want to pay the bills" Kurt reasoned, leaning his head on Blaine's. He liked when they were like this in the morning; both of them were sleepy which meant more cuddles.

"Can I at least take my beautiful boyfriend out afterwards? It might be a little later than normal dates but we haven't been out just the two of us for a while"

"You took me out for dinner last night" Kurt said, side eyeing Blaine, a quizzical expression on his face.

"Fine. Can we go out after my work because you never come there anymore and I want you to meet people there?"

"Ah! An ulterior motive!" Kurt winked, turning slightly to face Blaine better.

"Shush, don't complain. You get to see the show if you come" Blaine said, his voice turn into a song by the end of the sentence.

"Pretty sure you put on a show for me last night, but what the hell? I can be persuaded" Kurt grinned and kissed Blaine firmly.

Yeah, Kurt was 100% sure he was in love with this man.

"Come on Kurt, they won't bite" Blaine said, grabbing Kurt's hand and pulling him through the door of the club.

"But they're your friends; I don't want them to hate me!" Kurt said, using his free hands to smooth his jacket.

"Kurt, they won't hate you. Well…actually maybe I should warn you about Sebastian"

Kurt frowned. "Why?" he asked warily, squeezing Blaine's hand a little tighter.

"When I first started here, he had a … I guess you could call it a crush on me? He kept hitting on me and being rather inappropriate on stage. I didn't see him in that way but one night, he kissed me and that's when it got too much. We had an argument and now, we're friends but we don't see eye-to-eye. Plus he gets a bit jealous when he sees me with other guys, but promise me, if he says anything to you, you tell me straight away so I can give him a telling off?"

Kurt smiled and nodded. "Promise"

"Sam, however, is the best. He's straight and is rather proud of the fact he has a gay best friend but seriously he's lovely. He's rather dumb but lovely" Blaine said. "Speak of the devil, SAM!" Blaine shouted as a blonde guy turned round at the sound of his name.

Kurt recognised him as the blonde stripper the first time he had come to the club. "Blaine! Hey dude" he said, fist-bumping Blaine, a smile thrown in Kurt's direction.

"Sam, this is my boyfriend Kurt" Blaine stepping aside to bring Kurt forward.

"So you're the famous Kurt Hummel? Blaine never shuts up about you! Nice to finally meet you man" Sam said kindly, shaking Kurt's hand.

"Nice to meet you too Sam" Kurt replied kindly. He liked Sam, he was nice. From behind Sam, however, he noticed the other stripper from the first night giving Kurt a narrowed eye look.

Blaine noticed Kurt suddenly stiffen and glanced behind him. "Sebastian, instead of glaring come and introduce yourself" Blaine said curtly. Sebastian lifted himself off the wall he was leaning against and walked over, a smarmy smile on his face.

"Sebastian Smythe" he said, holding his hand out. Kurt shook it briefly.

"Kurt Hummel"

"Blaine has told us a lot about you. You work in fashion?"

"At , yes" Kurt replied, still wary of this guy. He didn't trust him.

"Only an intern though" Sebastian mused, a twisted smile on his face.

Kurt glared "Yes but-"

"Kurt, don't bother" Blaine said calmly, interrupting him, placing his hand on his arm. "He isn't worth it" Blaine said, giving Sebastian a pointed look.

Sebastian sniffed as Sam dragged him away from the pair an annoyed look on his face.

"Seriously, ignore him okay? I've got to go get ready for tonight, but I'll meet you outside after?" Blaine asked, pulling Kurt closer to him until Kurt was fully in his grasp.

"Okay. Have fun" Kurt said, smiling. Blaine hesitated a second, he could tell Kurt was still a bit upset about Sebastian, but he leant in briefly to give Kurt a quick but firm kiss.

"Don't let him get to you" Blaine whispered in Kurt's ear before running off.

Kurt went and sat at the bar and flicked through his e-mails on his phone. He heard footsteps behind him and turned round to come face-to-face with Sebastian. "What do you want?" Kurt asked coldly.

"I want you to know, out there on that stage, Blaine is mine. There is nothing you can do to stop him or me from doing our job. Blaine loves the attention he gets out there. It's often a replacement for the attention he doesn't get from his boyfriends" Sebastian said quietly, with a large smirk on his face.

"I'll have you know he gets plenty of attention from me" Kurt said soundly, his acting skills shining as he attempted to not show the words affecting him.

"Whatever. Just make sure you watch the show carefully"

Kurt was feeling uneasy by the second.

The show.

Shit, Kurt was getting very jealous now. He saw the 'Come Hither' look in some girl's eyes as they raked their gaze over Blaine's –more-naked-by-the-second body. He gritted his teeth and stared in annoyance at his boyfriend. Sebastian was right, he absolutely loved it.

It was taking a lot of willpower not to go and drag Blaine off the stage. Kurt should be enjoying this; his super-hot amazing boyfriend was taking off his clothes but Sebastian word's swirled around in his mind.

'He's mine' fluttered past Kurt's mind.

Just as he thought that, he glanced back towards the stage to see Sebastian moving closer to Blaine, his hands on Blaine's hips and…

GRINDING AGAINST HIM?!

Kurt couldn't watch it anymore; Blaine didn't look comfortable but he wasn't pushing Sebastian away. As Kurt stood up, he saw Sebastian throw a wink in his direction and he ran out of the buzzing room, tears beginning to form in his eyes.

He stood outside, pacing up and down, breathing out slowly. He didn't like feeling jealous or annoyed with Blaine, he knew it was Blaine's job to look like he was having fun but he couldn't help but feel upset.

"Kurt, wait!" Blaine ran out the door, pulling his hoody over his bare chest, wincing as the cold New York night air hit him. "What happened?" he asked, staring in concern at his teary boyfriend.

"What happened? Your good friend Sebastian happened and also, you seemed to be enjoying the attention of those girls a lot more than you should have been"

"What did he say to you? And what? It's my job to look happy Kurt, what did you want me to do? Tell them to piss off?" Blaine asked coolly.

"That on stage you're his and that you relish the attention of other's because you don't get enough from me" Kurt said, his voice getting quieter with every syllable.

"Kurt, you know that's bullshit. There is no part of me that ever was or ever has been his. I'm yours totally. And I barely spend a day apart from you, of course I get enough attention, I just have to look like I enjoy their company more than yours for a while" Blaine tried to reasoned.

"Yeah, well you were certainly enjoying having him grind against you" Kurt scoffed, turning away from his boyfriend.

"Kurt, this is ridiculous! It's my job, are you ….are you jealous?" Blaine said, it finally clicking in his head.

"I know it's your job, but it's hard to watch okay?" Kurt spat out again. "You know, my last relationships have been toxic and when I finally find someone who I may possibly even lo-"Kurt shut his mouth firmly, no, no, no Kurt, you can't say that yet.

"Possibly even what?" Blaine asked; hope appearing in his eyes all of a sudden. Kurt stayed silent.

Blaine took matters into his own hands and took a step toward Kurt. Taking Kurt's left hand in his own, he whispered "Kurt. Look at me"

Kurt breathed out again, but glanced back towards his boyfriend and steadied his gaze there.

"I've wanted to say this for a few days now, but I didn't think it was the right time yet. I thought you'd think I was coming on too strong but, I think maybe we both need to hear it. Kurt, we've only known each other a few months but you are the only person I have ever connected with properly. You're my best friend and my most perfect boyfriend. So, Kurt, I love you" Blaine said, the last sentence was said with a quick squeeze to Kurt's hand.

Kurt's annoyance washed away. Blaine felt the same way. BLAINE FELT THE SAME WAY. He grinned.

"I love you too" was all he needed to say, before placing his hands on Blaine's shoulders and pulling him in closer to press his lips against his.

They kissed for a while, standing in the street, it was only when Blaine began to shiver that Kurt pulled back.

"Oh my god, sorry, you must be frozen!" Kurt said, chuckling, leaning his forehead on Blaine's.

"A bit, but you keep me warm" Blaine smiled back. "We'll be okay you know? I'll tell Sebastian to keep away and you have to understand, he seriously means nothing to me. The girls I might not be able to stop but I'll never let them get between us okay?" Blaine said, firmly, thoroughly meaning every word he said.

"I'm sorry I got so jealous. I know you're only doing your job. Just make sure you come home to me at the end of the night"

"Promise"