Chapter 19

‘'I won't do this anymore. And I'm serious.''

Kurt trembled as he waited for an answer. He didn't really know what to expect. Blaine had the power to just attract him, making him lose track of thought, so if Blaine wanted he could just ignore him and continue what they've started.

But the actual response...bewildered him.

Blaine just snorted.

Kurt could feel the blood leave his face and he froze on the spot. Blaine thought he was kidding. It made Kurt want to just scream at how vulnerable he felt. Like a lost kitten standing in front of a man's door.

He gulped and he furrowed his eyebrows in anger. Kurt stormed passed Blaine, right to the bathroom. He tried to not let the tears escape his eyes as he removed the robe and put on his dirty and still damp clothes.

Just as he was about to turn around and leave the bathroom, Blaine stood in the door way, leaning on one of his shoulders. ‘'What do you think you're doing?''

‘'Leaving,'' Kurt replied coldly.

He surged forward but Blaine grabbed his arm. Kurt looked into Blaine's eyes for a moment and pulled away his arms, pushing Blaine with his shoulder to get passed him. There were no other words when he left.

x-x-x-x-x

‘'B! You're back!''

Heidi got up from Blaine's bed and surged forward to hug him as soon as he entered the room.

‘'What are you doing in my room again?'' Blaine asked angrily. ‘'I told you not to come here. You have your own room now.''

‘'But you weren't here. I-it just smells like you here,'' Heidi walked after Blaine who stormed around the room, searching drawers and shelves. He was so frustrated he didn't know what to do with himself.

‘'Besides, I belong here. In your room, B,'' she said in a pleading voice. ‘'We're engaged.''

At that, Blaine snapped. ‘'No we're not. I called it off as soon as you go back from Australia.''

Heidi sobbed and trembled. ‘'Please, Blaine. We can still fix this. I-‘'

‘'No. If you want, we can have a harmless relationship and we can be...friends. Otherwise, you have to just leave,'' Blaine offered.

‘'Never!'' Heidi screamed through sobs. ‘'I'm not giving up on us. I love you.''

‘'Heidi, stop it. Please,'' he calmed down his tone. ‘'You need to stop hurting yourself and accept the fact that I'm not coming back to you.''

Heidi sobbed even more and collapsed on Blaine's bed. ‘'You...you can't j-just lose feeling for someone...I-I believe yo-you still-‘'

‘'Heidi, please,'' Blaine kneeled in front of her, placing his palms on her knees. ‘'We can figure something out. You're a strong and amazing girl. You're gonna get through this. But one's for sure, I'm not returning to you. I'm sorry.''

He smiled at her reassuringly and she sighed, trying to calm her sobs.

‘'Fine. But you've got to give me time, t-to find a place. So, a little bit after Florida, I'll be gone.''

Blaine smiled at her and lightly patted her knee, getting up.

‘'Where are you going again?''

‘'I have things to do. I have a thing I need to fix.''

Heidi nodded her head and watched as Blaine disappeared from her sight.

I'm going to figure something out.

x-x-x-x-x

Rachel was so happy and relieved. Today was her last check up at the hospital to see if everything was completely okay with her leg. And it was. She headed home so joyful, in such good mood she hasn't had in a long while. It was like a new life had started.

When she got home, it was pretty silent. It made her very sad her dad was gone but she tried to focus on the positive things. She was pretty sure her dad had left because it had something to do with Blaine. And Kurt. She wasn't going to ask of course. But she was sure her parents were meant to be and they would get back together eventually. They were practically soul mates.

She headed to her room in deep thoughts and open her door only to startle herself. Finn was there in her room. And then he started to sing.

Take me, back into the arms I love.
Need me, like you did before.
Touch me once again, and remember when
there was no one that you wanted more.

The room was loaded with roses. Loaded. On every possible surface there were roses. Shelves, tables with huge vases of roses. The beautiful flowers tossed all around the floor and her bed. Shades of red, pink and peach.

Dont go, you know youll break my heart.
He wont love you like I will.
Im the one wholl stay, when he walks away.
And You know Ill be standing here still.

She remembers leaving the room in a terrible mess. When her leg was broken, she couldn't clean it without getting frustrated and furious with herself so she didn't bother. But now it's spotless. And may I say again, full of the graceful flowers.

Ill be waiting for you.
here inside my heart,
Im the one who wants to love you more.
You will see I can give you,
everything you need.
Let me be the one to love you more.

Only now she could really deepen into the words of the song. She felt butterflies floating inside her and she had goose bumps. Finn didn't have the most perfect voice but it still made Rachel feel warm inside. It was soothing and special. And for her.

As Finn finished, she stepped forward from the door, towards the singer. ‘'Finn, is this about Edward?''

After getting no answer, only a saddened expression on Finn's face, she caressed the boy's cheek and spoke again. ‘'I'm not interested in him anymore.''

At that Finn smiled. He got down to one knee, picked up one of the roses and presented it to Rachel. ‘'Well, then...Rachel Anderson, will you be my girlfriend?''

Rachel started tearing up a little bit and nodded her head. She took the rose and jumped into a strong, warm embrace as soon as Finn stood up.

‘'Shouldn't you be working, you sloppy dork?'' she said playfully, the gardener's shoulder.

‘'I should but there's just nothing to work on anymore.''

Rachel looked all around her room and laughed.

.....

The sloppy dork was now working and Rachel was just walking around her room grinning. She was so full of good emotions she had to spill them to someone else.

She picked up her phone and dialed one of her best friend's number.

‘'Hello, Rachel?'' Kurt answered.

Rachel could tell Kurt wasn't really in a happy mood.

‘'Hey. W-what are you doing?'' she asked, a bit concerned.

‘'I just got home,'' she heard Kurt sigh and it sounded like he plopped down on the bed or the couch.

‘'From where?''

‘'Nowhere important.''

‘'Are you okay?'' she asked.

‘'Yeah, just tired. And nervous. This will be my first time flying with an air plane and let's not even talk about the competition. I actually have my first solo. Kind of.''

Rachel smiled. That got Kurt's mood up at least a very tincy-tiny bit.

‘'So, what are you up to? We haven't hung out for a while. Or talked for that matter.''

‘'Yeah. I was busy. I guess for the moment nothing, but I think I should plan something for Tina.''

‘'Oh my god. Is it her birthday? You had to tell me earlier ‘cause-‘'

‘'No it's not her birthday. It's something better,'' Rachel got intrigued. ‘'Tina's engaged with Mike.''

‘'Eeeek!'' Rachel squealed in excitement. ‘'Oh my god. That's amazing. Go for her!''

‘'Yeah. I'm so happy for her.''

‘'So...you're planning a celebration or something?''

‘'Not quite a celebration. Just a dinner. Do you want to come?'' Kurt asked. Tina and Rachel were friends too so she wouldn't mind the company.

‘'I wouldn't like to just come. I want to help out. Let's do prepare together. At my house. What do you say?''

‘'I say great. Won't we be invading or something, though?'' Kurt wondered. If Heidi was there he really didn't want to go and do it in the Anderson's house.

‘'Nah! I'll just tell everyone to get out. Let's  just have a nice little dinner. Invite Nick and Jeff too.''

‘'Okay. When?''

‘'I think tomorrow will do.''

.....

‘'I-I think I have to go,'' Kurt said, hurrying from his bedroom to the hallway. ‘'I think someone's at the door.

But I really like the idea. Thanks for wanting to help out.''

‘'Believe me, it's for my benefits as well. See you tomorrow then.''

‘'See you tomorrow.''

Kurt smiled as he hung up and opened the door. His expression immediately stiffened when he saw Blaine.

‘'What are you doing here?'' he asked, trying to keep his voice strong.

When he got no answer, he pulled the handle to close the door but it was stopped by Blaine's foot.

‘'I want to talk,'' his voice soft and pleading, Kurt couldn't resist it. He sighed and walked inside, Blaine right behind him.

As Blaine saw Kurt heading to the living room, he took him by his arm, making him turn around. ‘'Let's go to your room.''

Kurt inhaled to argue but gave in to Blaine's puppy eyes. ‘'Okay.''

Kurt rested on his bed, against his headboard while Blaine sat opposite him.

‘'I'm sorry about how I acted. I was confused and I didn't want it to be a joke. I wanted it to be so I acted for what I hoped.''

When Kurt said he won't do this anymore, it stung. Like deeply. That was all they basically had left and Blaine just wasn't to let go. And never will.

The silence encouraged him to go on. ‘'I am so afraid of losing you. You're actually the first thing in my life that really matters. That I truly, deeply care about and don't want to end.''

‘'Blaine,'' Kurt said silently, his voice breaking with every few words. ‘'Believe me, I'd want nothing more than just go back to what we were. But you have to understand that I'm hurt. We were living in lies. T-there's nothing much to tell about me. I've told you everything. But you have such a story with you...and I don't know it. So please, if you want this to work out, tell me everything. And I mean everything. All the things you haven't told me yet.''

Blaine's head was spinning. This was an actual chance. But his story...wasn't pleasing and joyful like a childhood should be. It would probably hurt Kurt as well.

But he stopped all the thoughts in his head and focused. He will tell everything.

For the next hour, Kurt just listened to Blaine. He told him everything more in detail. About his childhood, his mother, he hardly remembered, how he absolutely didn't want to move, how angry he was when he found out his father was dating another woman, how he hated Elizabeth, but a while after, started to accept her love and affection, giving her the same.

How his teenage years were so different from what he was now and how he was as a child. All the drugs, alcohol, smoking, stealing...the people he thankfully had gotten rid of.  How surprisingly devastated he was when his brother moved away.

How he started to be himself again. How he became a better person with every day, his perspective had changed after Saul was born.

Kurt still wondered if he could go visit him. His brother sounded like a very nice man.

Then when Heidi came, into his life. How he felt so much for her at the time, but maybe because she was there all the time and because Blaine never really had a relationship. He had thought Heidi was as good as it gets. But when she left, he changed a bit again. He started realizing things. Started hooking up. With guys.

Kurt couldn't help but feel jealousy but he pushed it down. It was before he had met Blaine.

‘'But I think it was meant to be. Because of me and my...irresponsibility, a guy from Cantare left. And that's why there was the free spot. The spot that you got,'' Blaine smiled, Kurt smiling too.

They sat in silence for a minute. Just thinking. Blaine anticipating for a response, Kurt processing.

‘'Are we okay?'' Blaine asked.

‘'Yeah,'' Kurt answered very silently and ducked his head, smiling widely.

He couldn't resist asking. Kurt was so beautiful. It was such a blessing he had gotten to meet Kurt and be a part of his life. ‘'Can I kiss you?'' Blaine whispered.

Kurt looked up from his arms and nodded.

They both leaned in slowly, and closing their eyes as they met in a warm, loving kiss. Kurt brought up his hands and caressed from Blaine's ears, to his ears and twisted his fingers into the curls. He tugged him forward, asking Blaine to lay him down.

They kissed passionately, hands roaming over each other again.

They undressed each other slowly. Want and anticipation still running through them but wanting to enjoy this. To look at one another again. Admire the other.

They made love. Slow, passionate and full of love. They finally had the chance to show their desire for each other. All the small kissed, touches and caresses. It couldn't get any better.

x-x-x-x-x

It was the day. The day when Jeff could finally, possibly change his future.  It was the day he could make his life a lot better, move on and maybe find someone that could be right for him.

He had a date with Robert, the secret guy he chatted and texted with for the last couple of weeks. And he was so anxious but excited. This was a big step.

Either the best or worst decision of his life. But as long as it's not some kind of sixty year old psychopath, it would be fine.

He was a little late but not indecently late. Like ‘I'm a cool kid' late.

He spent extra time on his outfit, choosing a simple dress shirt and skinny jeans, wanting to look somewhat formal but not too over-done.

They had arranged their date in a local cafe. Jeff didn't really want to go to a restaurant, just a place that Robert had suggested.

Jeff nervously walked into the cafe after getting a text from Robert telling him he was sitting at one of the tabled by the window.

He walked to the area of the windows and saw that no one was there except for one guy, lonely sitting at a table, his back turned to Jeff. Well, here goes nothing.

Jeff quickly stopped before stepping forward. The guy still had hair on his head so it wasn't some old weirdo. He took a breath and walked to the side of the table.

‘'Hi, Robert,'' Jeff greeted.

The guy stumbled up and bowed a little, making Jeff chuckle. As Robert extended his hand, Jeff quickly inspected him.

He had a lean, perfectly shaven face and big black nerd glasses over his greyish-green eyes. His hand was in the color of sand, short and gelled down, making it look a little greasy.

He was wearing an old-fashioned, plaid sweater with a dress shirt underneath. He was wearing pants that looked way too big for the skinny guy. His whole outfit was in a golden color.

‘'Hi, Jefferey.''

‘'You can just call me Jeff. I'd prefer that,'' he suggested and Robert nodded.

‘'Let's sit down?'' Robert asked and Jeff hummed.

They awkwardly sat down and stared at each other, Robert smiling creepily. He reached out his hand to his side and gripped a vase, sliding it across the table so it was in front of Jeff.

‘'I bought this for you,'' he gestured to the single, orange gerbera in it.

Jeff leaned in a smelled it. ‘'Thank you. It's very pretty.''

So far so awkward.

‘'Before I came here I check the internet if you have sent me any messages,'' Robert told him.

‘'Why? Did I need to write something?''

Robert smiled like it was obvious. ‘'Unless you change your mind.''

Jeff smiled stiffly and hummed.

‘'So you're unmarried?'' Robert asked.

‘'Yes, I am.''

‘'Good.''

‘'Why is that good?''

‘'Because I like serious men,'' Robert smiled widely at him. ‘'Choose something. To drink,'' he slid the menu towards Jeff.

Jeff searched through the menu while Robert just waited, staring at him, with his hands folded on the table.

‘'Are you with a car or a bus?'' Robert asked.

‘'Car,'' he answered not looking up.

‘'You live alone...?''

Now Jeff looked up, a little uncomfortable. ‘'No. With my father. I wrote you that.''

‘'Oh, yeah, yeah. I remember now. With father. It's good that with father,'' Jeff looked at him again, weirdly. ‘'Parents are the most treasurable thing we have in this world.'' Jeff smiles, nodded and returned to the menu.

‘'This was gifted for me from my mom,'' he extended his left arm to show off his silver watch. ‘'It was a gift for me after a break up so I'm not upset. For too long. Gift from mom.''

‘'Yeah,'' Jeff said silently and cleared his throat.

‘'Did you choose?''

‘'Yes,'' Jeff closed the menu. Robert grabbed the menu to himself now. ‘'Wine, wine, wine. Where is it? Aha,'' he examined the pages, furrowing his brows. ‘'Wow, what prices. So expensive? That's horrible. The cheap one's are delicious too.''

‘'I already chose, I can pay for mine myself,'' Jeff said, wanting to laugh a little at his expression.

‘'Seven dollars for one glass. You have to be born in France...to understand wine at these prices.''

Jeff furrowed his brows. That didn't really make sense.

A waiter came to them. ‘'Have you chosen what you'll take?''

‘'Yeah, this one,'' Robert pointed to the one Jeff chose. ‘'One glass,'' he closed the menu and folded his hands again. ‘'I'll have water. Without bubbles.''

They watched as the waiter walked away and they sat in silence until Jeff cleared his throat.

‘'My mom has good taste,'' Robert showed the watch again. ‘'Right?''

‘'Yeah. Yes, she has.''

‘'It was gifted to me so I get out of depression faster. Beautiful gift. Time goes fast,'' Jeff didn't really know how to react so he sat silent.

‘'Tell me about you. How are you?''

‘'Good. I'm good,'' Jeff answered politely.

‘'How many rooms in your apartment?''

‘'A house.''

‘'The whole house?'' he asked shocked.

‘'No a house. Three bedrooms...two bathrooms, living room, kitchen...''

‘'A whole garden, garage...fence...'' Jeff just nodded. ‘'A dog too?''

‘'No, we don't. Dad's allergic so...''

Their drinks had arrived so they clinked their glasses and sipped its contents.

‘'I rarely come to cafes,'' Robert said. ‘'My mom cooks very well. She knows how to make everything the way I like.''

‘'Wait, you said you live alone,'' Jeff interrupted.

‘'Alone. Yeah, alone. My mom lives near, so I eat lunch and dinner at her house.''

Jeff nodded and jumped a little as his phone rang. He took it out of his pocket. It was Nick. He just set it to ‘silent' and placed it back in his pocket. ‘'Dad. Don't want to talk to him now.''

‘'Right, right,'' Robert shook his head. ‘'Otherwise, he'll make you go home,'' he laughed and Jeff's eyes widened but he managed to grin. ‘'But it's good that you have a good relationship with him,'' Jeff nodded. ‘'Strong bond. If you look around now, how horrible, the parent and child relationships, it's just a disaster. Unraised kids, they argue and fight. Just horrible.''

‘'Yeah. That's right.''

‘'You look very good,'' Robert complimented and Jeff thanked. ‘'In all honesty, I don't like fatties.''

‘'Look...maybe let's just go somewhere else?'' Jeff suggested.

‘'Fine,'' Robert agreed. ‘'Let's go to my house. I have a bottle of wine. Red.''

‘'Okay, let's go.''

.....

Since Jeff was the one who arrived by car, he took Robert's instructions to his home. He lived in a big but rather old apartment building. But Jeff won't be the one judging.

The guy lived on the first floor and Jeff was glad, they didn't have an elevator in this building even if it was more than seven floors tall.

Robert opened the door for Jeff with a big smile and he slowly walked in, while taking in the new surroundings. It was a very small, one bedroom apartment. It would be very cozy but from what Jeff could see, it was very empty and plain, and not in a good way. It wasn't modern-simple.

Jeff was about to take off his shoes but Robert stopped him. ‘'D-don't. Don't take off.''

‘'Why? It's so clean here.''

‘'Mom will clean up,'' Robert shrugged it off.

Jeff walked a few steps forward and saw pictures on the wall. His eyes widened a little when he saw the photos were all of Robert's mother. Or Robert's mother with him.

For some unknown reason, that didn't really surprise him anymore.

‘'That's my mom,'' Robert gestured to the big, black and white photo of a woman, looking very proud.

‘'She's a very beautiful woman,'' Jeff complimented and Robert nodded, with a huge grin.

Robert offered to take him on a little tour around his apartment, to which he gladly agreed.

All the rooms of the apartment were pretty small and painted beige.

The first one he took him to was the kitchen. It had one bar type wall that separated the dining are from the area where the stove, fridge and counters. On the bar, there was a basket with magazines and newspapers, a little bowl with a golden fish in it and once again, a framed photograph of Robert's mother.

‘'And there's my bedroom,'' Robert gestured to a room to the right.

The first thing Jeff saw was a...swing? A swing hung right at the door frame.

‘'What's that?''

‘'Swings,'' Robert said like it was obvious. ‘'From my childhood.''

‘'And you swing on them...now?'' Jeff asked, laughing.

Robert shook his head and took the swings off from their hooks, easing the way into the actual room.

And Jeff was even more surprised when he actually walked in.

A big, white dresser with butterfly stickers, a cage with a brown guinea pig on his nightstand and a one sized bed with Spiderman sheets. And of course, don't forget the several pictures on the wall with either Robert as a child and a baby or his mother.

Finally, they went to the dining side of the bar where there was a dark brown leather sofa with a small TV opposite it, a big, almost black, wood vintage looking showcase and a dining table with three chairs, basically, in the middle of the room.

‘'My living room,'' he said while Jeff looked around. ‘'Sit down,'' he took a chair, offering Jeff to sit.

Jeff sat down, thanking the man.

‘'Wine. Red.''

‘'Yes,'' Jeff agreed. ‘'Red.''

Robert hurried to the other side of the bar, opened the fridge to get the bottle and Jeff couldn't help but laugh silently at this ridiculous situation. It felt like a dream. Not really in the most pleasurable way. More like, unbelievable.

He kept laughing but then stopped, exhaled and ran his fingers though his hair. He looked at the table and leaned in when he was a small angel statue playing a violin on it. He laughed again but his laugh stopped again when he heard the boy walking towards him.

‘'Wine, wine, wine,'' Robert half ran into the room, placed a bottle and a big plate of oranges on the table. ‘'Glasses,'' he went into the kitchen again, walking back and placing three glasses on the table.

Jeff glared. ‘'Why are there three glasses?''

‘'Soon you'll know,'' Robert smiled and took his old-fashioned phone out of his pocket dialing a number. ‘'Soon you'll know, Jeff. Surprise.''

Jeff hummed, expressionless. In this case, he didn't know if he wanted any surprises.

‘'Hey, mommy!'' Jeff's face fell and his mouth opened a little. ‘'Yes, we're home. Wine is already waiting. Come, come here. We're waiting. Yes, bye.'' He kissed the phone and hung up.

‘'Look,'' Jeff started. ‘'Maybe we shouldn't drink wine with your mother on our first date. It's a little awkward.''

‘'No, no, no,'' Robert shook his head, as if Jeff was crazy. ‘'She's a very interesting woman. You'll see.''

‘'Oh.''

The room fell silent and Robert checked his nails and fingers. ‘'Oh, I have to wash my hands.''

He stood up and hurried in the direction of the bathroom, probably.

Jeff looked around, not really wanting to participate in this ridiculous thing anymore. He leaned sideways and checked the bathroom. He slowly got up and tiptoed to the door. He opened it and cringed at the loud creak noise the door made. He ran to his car and got in, laughing at himself.

x-x-x-x-x

The next morning, Kurt woke up not because of the beautiful scenes in movies, where the birds are singing and the sun is shining through the windows. No. He hears someone arriving late from, possibly, a date, giggling. ‘'Shh, I think Kurt's sleeping. Oh my god, aren't those Blaine's shoes?''

Kurt silently chuckled to himself at his best friend. But it was pretty nice waking up like this. So warm. Wrapped in Blaine's arms.

He felt Blaine stir a little, then felt feather light kisses trail down the back of his neck. Shivers went down his whole body and he smiled, turning to his back so he can face Blaine.

‘'Good morning,'' Kurt whispered, running his hands through Blaine's big, soft curls.

‘'Indeed,'' Blaine agreed and leaned back, now kissing the sides of Kurt's neck tenderly.

Blaine pulled back a very little bit to look Kurt in the eyes and whispered, ‘'Are we okay?''

It took Kurt a few seconds to answer but he was sure. ‘'Yes.''

Blaine smiled and shifted so he was on top of Kurt. The chestnut haired boy laughed and brought his hands to Blaine's shoulder, gripping them, as Blaine kissed all the way down from his jaw to his collar bone.

Kurt already knew where this was going. He bit his lip and wondered if Blaine was doing this just to test if he can be silent. Damn him.

And he guessed right. He kept his hands on Kurt's arms, caressing them down from his shoulders to palms, kissing a trail all over his chest, devouring him piece by piece. When he got to Kurt's hipbones, he swung his arms to get the covers off them. It made Kurt shiver, not really sure if from the lack of warmth or the fact that Blaine was getting lower and lower each second.

Blaine moved his hands to Kurt's hips to hold him down and Kurt pressed down moaned from the thought alone what will happen next.

Blaine trailed kisses all the way from the base of his cock to the tip, taking it into his mouth. He slowly began moving down, the pace teasing and pleasurable at the same time.

He could feel that Kurt wanted to thrust his hips up and he chuckled, making Kurt moan into the pillows.

.....

‘'I'm serious, Blaine. You have to go now.''

Kurt was pushing Blaine out of his bedroom door. Well, trying. Blaine just didn't want to budge.

After spending a lovely morning together, in every way possible, it was getting late and Kurt had business to do.  But Blaine just couldn't understand.

Knock knock

‘'I'll get it,'' they heard Tina yell from the living room and heard her run to the door.

‘'Hey! Wow, hey!'' Tina sounded very happy so Kurt hurried to the corridor to see who was visiting.

‘'Alex?'' Kurt asked with an amused face and smiled, just as the man was leaning back from an embrace from Tina.

Blaine slowly walked behind Kurt and frowned when he didn't know the guy. Who the hell?

‘'Kurt!''

Kurt squealed and ran to Alex, hugging him.

Blaine clenched his fists. Really. Who the hell?

‘'Ahh...Alex,'' Kurt stepped back from the hug and turned around, gesturing to his boyfriend. ‘'This is Blaine. Blaine, Alex.''

Blaine could see this Alex tense a little. Why? Why did he do that? Did he know me? I definitely didn't know him.°

‘'Gosh, it's so god to see you. It's only been a few days but it feels like forever,'' Tina said just as Mike came in and greeted Alex.

Blaine got even more confused. Did everyone except me know this Alex?

He couldn't deny. He was fucking jealous. Always the gay men just flew around Kurt. He hated that. He accepted Jeff and Nick but just because he knew they would get together sooner or later. But this...was unacceptable.

He didn't really know if he was gay or not but who really cared. Den claimed not to be gay but he still got a piece from Blaine. If this guy did turn out to be gay...Well, Blaine would have to do something.

‘'What are you doing here? I thought you had to work. Even after when we return from Florida,'' Kurt asked.

‘'My flight was cancelled. The next one is tomorrow so I just decided to come and say goodbye again.''

Blaine rolled his eyes.

‘'Okay. Then good luck. I actually have things to do today so I hope you didn't have the intention to hang out,'' Kurt asked with a hopeful voice.

‘'No, no,'' Alex shook his head. ‘'I just stopped by. You know how it is before flights. You have so much to do so I'm not gonna waste your time.''

Mike came forward to shake his hand, Tina hugged him and they both left back to the living room.

‘'I'll see you soon,'' Alex said and Kurt nodded, going in for another hug.

Now, Blaine's blood was boiling. He hated seeing other men with Kurt. And Kurt told there'd be no lies. Then why did everyone know this Alex guy except for him? Was he someone special? Was he-no.

Blaine surged forward and was tearing Alex away from Kurt, ‘'That's enough.''

Alex stumbled so bad, he crashed into the door. He blinked quickly and furrowed his brows, he was about to say something back until he screamed and leaned down, bringing his hands to his temples.

‘'Oh my god, Alex!'' Kurt ran forward, trying to help Alex stand up normally. ‘'Are you okay?''

‘'Yeah, yeah.  Just...I'm going to leave.''

‘'Do I need to take you to the hospital?'' Kurt asked, still worried.

‘'No. Just...bye. See you in a few days,'' and like that Alex stormed out, still holding one hand to his head.

Kurt stared at the door blissful. He turned around with absolutely no expression on his face.

‘'Kurt-‘'

‘'Don't. I don't want to argue.''

‘'I don't either but-‘'

‘'Why did you do that?'' now Kurt looked absolutely furious.

‘'I don't like the way he looks at you and he was hugging you for too long.''

‘'Blaine, you don't get to judge those things. You know I'm not like that. He's a friend. You can't just attack someone like that.''

‘'Then why don't I know shit? Why everyone knows him except for me?'' Blaine asked furious himself.

‘'I didn't have the time. It wasn't worth explaining as much as your stuff did,'' Kurt argued. Then he sighed. ‘'Look, I'm going to tell you his story, okay? Just not now.''

Blaine's face softened. He came towards Kurt and pulled him closer by the hips. ‘'I'm sorry,'' he whispered.

‘'It's okay,'' Kurt said and they both kissed lovingly.

x-x-x-x-x

After shooing Blaine away to go to the gym or something, except for going home, he got ready to head to Rachel's.

Rachel had claimed she already invited Nick, Jeff and the two lovebirds so all there was left to do was to go and help the girl out with getting everything set up.

When he first arrived he was a little scared but Rachel immediately drained the bad thoughts away, saying that her mother was away working, shopping or something else and Heidi was away somewhere since Blaine left yesterday.

‘'And I did tell her not to come home today. You know, I used to be so good friends with her but now...it's kind of weird,'' Rachel told as they made their way to the kitchen. ‘'I don't see her the way I used to, for some reason. But if I'd have to choose sides, I'd pick yours. You like my brotha!''

Rachel playfully nudged him and Kurt smiled. It would've been really awkward and upsetting if Blaine and Kurt wouldn't have gotten back together. Because Rachel was such a good friend and he truly felt a deep connection with her. So spending time with her like this was amazing.

Rachel had already placed flowers and decorations on the backyard. The table was beautifully set up. A six seat big, brown table, a white tablecloth over it with a huge, gorgeous tulip arrangement in the middle, all the dishes already on the table.

It was just time to make the food. They still had several hours to prepare. They went with two meals, a salad and a dessert.

It was an engagement party so cake was an absolute necessity.

They made the vanilla mixture while having fun and getting to know each other even better.

They talked more about their hobbies. To Kurt's surprise, they had a lot in common.

They both loved to sing, obviously. Their goals in career were pretty similar too. Rachel was absolutely sure she would become a Broadway star. It was a little funny, how cocky she was. But in a good, adorable way. Kurt in the other hand, wanted to do something in the arts too. He hadn't told anybody he's leaving Cantare but it was understandable, he'd leave sooner or later. He just knew he is capable of doing something on his own, now being dependent of a teacher. Not that he had anything against that.

They shared their love for their idols and love for Broadway. Kurt was a little jealous that Rachel had actually been to three Broadway shows and he hasn't gotten the opportunity to, but he knew he'd have some day. He hoped soon.

‘'We should totally go together, Kurt,'' Rachel stated.

‘'For real?'' Kurt asked in disbelief. New York was very far away. And Kurt had never been there.

‘'I mean, not very soon ‘cause it seems like this year at least will be very busy, but if we'll have the opportunity, I'd be honored to go with you.''

Kurt smiled. ‘'And don't even stress about anything. I mostly know the place and besides, if we get lost, we can just call a taxi, right?'' Rachel continued and Kurt nodded.

While the cake was baking, they made the salad. It was one Kurt had never made or ate but Rachel said it's good. It was a very warm day so it was perfect, light and delicious.

It was called Panzanella salad and it contained of tomatoes, cucumbers, bell peppers, red onions, basil, capers and roasted French toast, topped off with Vinaigrette dressing. It did look very appetizing. And it was easy to make.

When the cake was done, it was the fun part, decorating. They cut the cake in half horizontally and smeared one half with vanilla icing, stacking the other half on top.

They laughed because the cake looked crooked and messy but who cared, right? If it was delicious, it didn't really matter. And besides, they could fix it a little when they actually decorated the cake.

Kurt allowed Rachel to show her creative ways, when she smeared the cake all over and then made beautiful roses from the icing all around the sides of the cake.

Then they had fun decorating the top. Of course they had to make the cheesy ‘T&M' with some bright, pink icing and playing around with sprinkles and chocolate.

The end result was a little weird, the white sides looking so elegant and the top looking like a five-year-old had decorated it, but at least they had fun while making it. That was the whole point.

It was a little before six o'clock when everyone would arrive. They placed the salad and the cake on the table as well as a few snacks like dices of fruit and cookies with ‘M&T' on them, going back into the house to wait for the guests.

Soon enough they started to arrive. First, Nick and Jeff arrived, a few minutes later, the lovely couple.

‘'Is Blaine going to be here?'' Tina asked Kurt.

‘'What do you mean by ‘is he gonna be here?' ‘' Rachel asked, turning her head to Kurt with a mouth wide open.

Kurt shrugged with a smirk and Rachel embraced him, almost making them both fall over. ‘'Gosh, Kurt. Congratulations! I'm so, so happy.''

Nick and Jeff, especially Jeff, also couldn't contain their happiness.

They all went and sat down at the table just as Blaine arrived.

Rachel couldn't contain her excitement so she got up and jumped into Blaine's arms. ‘'I knew you both could work it out, brother!''

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The guys had prepared the drinks so the party could start. It wasn't really a party, though, more like a celebration. There wasn't anything too crazy and no intentions of getting drunk.

When they had already ate the salad and made a few toast, too silly to even mention, another person arrived.

‘'Guys, I have a little announcement of my own,'' Rachel said after she received a text. She got up and went to the glass door of the house. She slid them open and Finn came out.

Everyone was very confused, except for Kurt. He had an idea.

‘'Brothers and sisters...'' she dragged out, ‘'Rachel Anderson is officially Finn Hudson's girlfriend.''

Now it was Kurt's turn to squeal. He gestured so the both of them sit down.

Nick, Jeff, Tina and Mike congratulated them but Blaine was narrowing his eyes. ‘'I knew something like this was coming up. But I hope you really take care of her.''

‘'Of course, Blaine,'' Finn promised.

They talked about Finn, to know more about him and this all turned into awkward story telling for some reason.

For example, Finn told that once he didn't want to go to school and acted sick. It worked and his friend was telling him everything that happened that day through text messages. But then he stopped responding. He kept sending and sending messages until one came, saying ‘Stop writing your friends while they are in school'. It was written in perfect grammar so it definitely wasn't his friend. It turned out, the teacher had taken the friend's phone. Aaand probably seen at least a few of the messages.

And so many stories were told. Until Tina changed the subject. ‘'Jeff, how did the date with the mystery guy go?''

All the heads turned to Jeff, and Kurt nodded, wanting to hear the story.

Though, Nick looked the most confused and disturbed even. ‘'What date?''

Jeff opened his mouth to say something when Kurt filled in. ‘'There was this guy that Jeff chatted with and yesterday they went on a date.''

A little spark went through Jeff, when he saw Nick get even more disturbed and angry. And jealous.

‘'Oh, my...where to start,'' Jeff said dreamily. ‘'I wouldn't say he was the best looking, with big glasses and old fashioned clothes but wow, what a character.'' Not a lie. ‘'He took me to this nice cafe. So very nice. He paid for dinner and we decided to go to his place.'' He could sense Nick tensing. ‘'Of course, no funny business happened ‘cause I'm classier than that but damn. His apartment was so cool and modern and just gosh. And he himself was just amazing. So polite and funny.''

So yeah, he exaggerated a little. That is, a lot. But for purposes.

Now everyone at the table was gushing and talking, asking questions about this Robert guy, not feeling the slight tension in the air from Nick. Though, Blaine was his best friend. He didn't engage in the conversations, he knew this Robert guy wouldn't last long. So he just leaned back comfortably in his seat, and watched Nick's reactions and faces with a smirk.

Lesson learned, I suppose.