Chapter 8: Miscommunications

"I feel like I'm missing something." Sebastian replied, genuinely confused and puzzled. A single red rose in a glass vase and a tall burning candle separated him and from Blaine. "I did everything right. I did the flirts and I did the moves. What part did I miss?" The older brother went through his mental checklist and counted on his fingers. Everything was there.

Neither brother was fully listening to the other.

"I don't understand what is happening." Blaine complained, and drummed his fingers on the cream colored cloth out of nervous habit. "Why did Kurt stand me up and send you instead?"

"Everything was going fine until you got involve." Sebastian accused his half-brother. "Kurt was this close to unbuttoning his pants for me," Sebastian signified a short distance between his thumb and index finger. "Then you got in the picture and pissed him off." The brother waved his hand in air to emphasize his loss.

"Me?" Blaine snapped. "Kurt was practically all over me this week, unfortunately on an emotional level. If tonight went well, I was going to start getting handsy with my wooing. Why did you have to intervene?"

The brothers resumed bickering around the decorated picnic table under the starry night in the gated park next to campus. Neither boy cared that the meals Kurt packet them - food from the cafeteria - was getting cold. An iPod playing piano music lay hidden on a tree branch. Sadly the music fell deaf under accusations and arguing.

"Why am I the one who intervened?" Sebastian grumbled and blew out the candle. Candles meant a date and the physical fun that followed. Considering he was stood up, the burning flame was just a mockery to his pride and the condom in his pocket. This was supposed to be the night he won the bet. Kurt had given him all the signs that he needed to make this assumption.

Meanwhile Blaine picked the rose from the vase and pulled on the petals. "Why am I the one who pissed him off? This was supposed to be our date night. Every day this week I had to listen to him go on and on about the detail of tonight. Details like, where would the date take place, what kind of music it would have, and which constellations would be visible. I don't care about that kind of stuff. I do care about the date actually happening." Blaine tossed the rose stem to the ground in defeat. "Am I not good enough for Kurt?" Blaine contemplated. "Does he want something more? I've been the perfect gentlemen to him." Blaine paused and the sound of crickets joined in with the faint melody coming from the tree. "Am I losing my touch? Even if I was losing my touch, how would Kurt know? He doesn't let me touch anything."

Under the moonlight, stars and glaring lamp post the brothers could still see each other and the black smoke rising from the distinguished candle. "You don't suggest that Kurt asked both of use out on a date, just to stand us up? Who does that kind of thing?" Sebastian asked, oblivious to his own personal history.

Blaine did not answer his brother. He may not know Kurt all that well, but he knows the pale boy well enough to trust that Kurt was true to his word, forgiving and an utter romantic...maybe that last statement was not necessarily true. "Or," Blaine crossed his arms and smiled, "maybe sweet innocent Kurt is not so sweet and innocent as he lets himself out to be."

The older brother waved off his the younger's statement. "Trust me. I live with Kurt. I've seen the matching cotton suit he calls pajamas. He is as innocent as it comes. He is practically the poster child for abstinence and chastity belts. If I cannot get him to sleep with me, then no one can."

"Why do people say you're the smart one?" Blaine teased. "Maybe Kurt doesn't want someone, maybe he wants two somebodies to fool around with."

"Are you saying Kurt wants two of this fine body?" Sebastian ran his hand down his covered abs. "Listen, I've been waiting in line just as long as the next guy for the creation of Hot-Ass-Bas-Point-Two, but you don't see me being selfish with my goods until then. Besides, even if I could get double the action in the Smyth-Deluxe, why would Bas-two and I even need Hummel or anyone else for that matter?" Sebastian ignored Blaine's answered in favor for the mental image of Kurt sandwich in between two versions of himself. "No, my forgiving and generous nature would allow Kurt to join us. It's the only thecourteousthing to do." The elder reasoned.

"That is very kind of you. I'm sure that the Reign of the Blaines should show that samecourtesy." Blaine teased. "Now, if it is not too much of a challenge, do you think you could take your head out of the gutter for a second and try to have a real conversation with me?"

"And how to get into Kurt's pants is quality for a real conversation?"

Blaine held back his comment when a shooting star ripped across the night sky. If Kurt was here he would have reached across the picnic table, tangle their fingers together and say something romantic. It would be at this point in the evening, when the two of them would leave the table and lay on the grass and star gaze. It would be easy to make up a snappy story about stars and fate. If he played his cards right, then maybe things could turn physical.

"The gutter is a nice place for the mind to hang out, isn't." Sebastian knowingly interrupted. "Were you picturing taking Kurt on this picnic table too?" The elder brother flattened his hands on the cream table cloth.

The younger laughed, "No I was thinking about taking him on the grass."

Sebastian looked over Blaine shoulder to the grass area and shook his head. "How much of an amateur are you?"

"Whatever," Blaine shrugged his shoulders. Nothing in his intentions with Kurt was amateur work. "Now, as I was saying. Maybe sweet Kurt wants, not just me, but you too. Maybe he wants two people who he can fool around with. It is always possibly that he asked both of us on a date, and then he got his times mixed up, panicked, and then ran from it."

"What? He wanted to go out on two back-to-back dates with us? If that is the case, then why didn't he ask both of us out on one date? I certainly wouldn't have minded the added company." Sebastian winked and Blaine smirked.

"I don't know. Maybe he has his good-boy virgin persona he wants to play on." Blaine carefully reasoned. "I mean, everyone knows we both love our school boy virgins."

"Oh, that we do," Sebastian heartedly laughed.

"Alright, now on to a serious note," the younger cleared his throat. "Let's try and figure out why Kurt did not show up for his and my date."

Sebastian frowned. "Actually, it was his and my date. Get your facts straight, little brother."

The younger ignored the older. "You don't think he is suspicious of our game, do you? I'm not sure I can handle another Thad running around."

Sebastian roughly shook his head and grabbed the piece of bread off the plate in front of him. "No, that would be impossible. Just tell me what he did to you this week thatgave you the impression this was supposed to be a date."

"It wasn't an impression. It was going to be an actual date."

The older huffed and rolled his eyes, sometimes his brother was still the annoying eleven year old he had to put up with. "Then explainwhyKurt stood you up."

"I wasn't stood up." Blaine quickly defended himself. He was too good looking, clever and wealthy to get stood up on a date.

Sebastian took a deep breath and tried not to yell. "I'm just repeating what you said."

"I don't get stood up." Blaine repeated. "It was probably just a simple misunderstanding. Maybe Kurt was caught off guard by my hotness and didn't know what to do. Or possibly he smelt your hideous cologne and lost his appetite and romantic feelings."

"Oh, now we're resorting to insulting each other. I'm hurting just as much as you are in this stand up, but you don't see me making fun of your copious amounts of hair product or your great-grandfather bowties."

Blaine's hands reassured the straightness of his bowtie. He hated whenever someone made fun of them. "You just lack a signature look to help you stand out."

"I'm not lying when I say this. You were less annoying when you were eight years old and wanting to borrow my roller stakes. Will you just tell me what happened this week?" Sebastian huffed. He was not in the mood for this right now.

Blaine could not stop himself, "I don't understand how you can still like roller staking."

"If I could have it my way I would have taken Kurt out to a roller staking rink. I bet he would have like that. Plus the roller rink has nice bathrooms, if you get my point."

"Oh, I get your point, but I highly doubt he would like it - roller rink that is. No, Kurt seems to prefer to leave his dates high and dry in a dark park. If this park wasn't gated, next to campus and there weren't security camera on each post. I would suggest he was trying to get us killed."

"Enough," Sebastian shouted. "Tell me your story about Kurt. Then I'll tell you mine. Or so be it someone will get killed."

"Goodness, don't get your panties in a twist. That is if you're wearing anything down there today."

Under the romantic moonlight Blaine began his story.

...

Blaine's story: seventy-two hours ago

"Hi Kurt," Blaine waved to Kurt and flashed his winning smile to the pale boy. Kurt had just entered the calculus room and was looking for a place to sit. "I saved you a seat." The dark haired boy motioned to the desk in front of him.

Kurt smiled, "And how did you know I was taking calculus?"

Blaine watched Kurt's long and willowy body place the messenger bag on the ground and sit down. "I didn't. I just tend to save seats for my friends." Kurt smiled. It was a nice feeling for him to have a friend other than his cousin."Plus I like to sit behind hot virgins I want to fuck."

"Thank you," Kurt was setting sideways in his chair in order to see and talk with Blaine. The teacher had not arrived yet.

"So, Wes mentioned that you were interested in joining the Warblers." Kurt nodded his head in agreement. "Great, would you be ready to audition tomorrow?"

"Please," Kurt waved his hand in the air dramatically. "I have the entire soundtracks of Wicked and Rent ready on standby. Just pick the song and I'm ready." Kurt smiled to clarify that he was not a complete diva.

"Awesome," Blaine took a deep breath. He has two plans for what could happen next and Kurt's response would determine which route he would take. "I trust you don't need the extra practice, but would you like to sing with me in the choir room after class?" Much to Blaine's annoyance Kurt did not answer right away. Instead the pale boy scrunched his lips in concentration. "I just really enjoy your company and I would love any excuse to spend more time with you. Music seemed like a good alternative." Blaine nervously bit his lower lips. He needed to look obviously love stricken and it was essential that Kurt took the bait. "We don't have to, if you don't want to." Blaine sadly added."Plus I have a plan B ready if necessary."

Kurt shook his head, "No it is fine. I promised to meet up with Jeff at five-thirty, but class will be over at four. We should be done in time."

Blaine was temporary caught off guard by Kurt's excuse. Why would Kurt rather spend time with Jeff instead of his grand company?"Oh well, better it be Jeff than Sebastian."The lead singer pretended that he was not insulted. "Jeff? I heard the headmistress caught him trying to sneak over the fence during his Crawford County Mission-5 Invasion." It was true. "You're not going to help him with mission-6 are you?" Blaine teased and Kurt laughed.

"Yes," Kurt joked. "I just love sneaking into girl's dorms and judging their fashion senses when they're not in their hideous school uniforms." Kurt motioned to his own uniform in disgust.

"I will agree to the part that Jeff wants to see the girls without out of their school uniforms, but I don't think he wants to see them in anything else."

"Curse, he tricked me." Kurt cried and made a fist. "No, he was wondering if I would give him a lesson for his astronomy quiz tomorrow."

Blaine would have like to have kept talking about nudity, preferably male nudity. "That is fine, although I do need to run up to my dorm after class. Would you mind meeting me in the choir room at four-fifteen?" Kurt agreed. "Great." Blaine confidently confirmed their plans."Plan A is in effect."

Blaine did not notice the teacher's presence until he cleared his throat and the class quieted down. More often than he would care to admit Blaine would occasionally admire the pale neck in front of him. In between taking notes and watching the teacher the soft head of hair would move up and down. "Iwish your head was bobbing for a different reason."

Once class had ended Blaine confirmed his meeting with Kurt in fifteen minutes and quickly left. He had much to do and timing was everything. Thirteen minutes and forty-five second later Blaine carefully ready his music notes and rested his fingers on the piano keys. As the hands on the clocked moved closer to fourteen minutes Blaine decided his plan was ready for action. He was lucky enough that Kurt did not show up earlier then he was asked for.

With careless ease Blaine began singing "On My Own" from Les Miserables."On my own / pretending he's beside me / all alone / I walk with him till morning/ without him..."Blaine held back his smiled and closed his eyes, when he heard the choir door open and Kurt's footsteps. It was perfect timing. Now all Blaine needed to do was act out the song through his voice and facial expressions."...I feel his arms around me / and when I loose my way / I close my eye and he has found me. / In the rain the pavement shines live silver/ all the lights are misty in the river/ in the darkness the trees are full of starlight/ and all I see is him and me forever and forever."

Even with his eyes closed Blaine could tell that Kurt was watching his with awe and wonder. This was a famous and romantic song about unrequited love, how could Kurt not love it? In addition, even he had to admit how smooth and heartfelt his voice sounded."And I know / it's only in my mind / that I'm talking to myself / and not to him / and although/ I know that he is blind / still I say / there's a way for us."Blaine allowed a single delicate tear roll down his cheek. "I love him / but when the night is over / he's gone / the river's just a river."

Now was as good a time. Blaine snapped his eyes opened and turned to Kurt. Kurt smiled at him and silently clapped his hands. "It's beautiful. Please finish the song."

"No," Blaine rested his chin on his palm and shyly bit his bottom lip. "I love that song, but I can't sing it in front of you." The singer hunched his shoulders in effort to make him look smaller.

"Please," Kurt walked closed to Blaine and set next to him on the piano bench. "On My Ownis one of my all-time favorite songs and you were singing it so beautifully. Please finish it."

The lead singer looked away from Kurt and dropped his gaze to his hands. Game on. "It is difficult for me to sing this song to someone when I can relate to it as much as I do. It is especially challenging when..." Blaine trailed away his sentence."Can I make this anymore obvious?"

"I didn't know you were struggling with your affections. You always seemed so confident." The dark haired boy shrugged his shoulders. "Have you tried telling him how you feel?" Kurt asked softly. "You're a really a nice and sensitive guy. Just remind him of your love and I'm sure he would return your sentiment." Blaine looked up from his hands and Kurt smiled at him. "Why don't you ask him on a date?"

"Why must he talk about himself in third person? It is really annoying."The dark haired boy forced himself to blush. "Is that something you would like?"

"Blaine," Kurt reached over and grabbed one of Blaine's hands. "I love to organize and I also love to plan romantic events. If you let me plan this date, then I promise it will be the most romantic evening you could imagine."

"This is almost too easy. I don't even need to ask him out on a date. He is all over this - maybe he will be all over other things later."

"I can't let you dictate this date. What kind of date would you like to go on? I could take you to a fancy restaurant."

Kurt lightly laughed uncomfortably. "Are you asking me out on a thank-you-for-arranging- my-date- night?"

Blaine did not question the awkward way Kurt shifted on the bench. "That is a weird way to look at it, but sure, why not?" Blaine agreed."Then all I need is one more date and I have the green card to get hand grabby."

"Of course, you're going to be too busy planning your own second date." Kurt corrected.

"What in the world is he talking about? We already established a second date, so why would I plan a second-second date?"

The nervousness in Kurt's eyes was quickly displaced. "I don't like to boast, but I am pretty good at party planning, on in this case date planning. Now for this date I think we should be inspired by your song." Kurt clapped his hands together. "What do you think of stargazing? I can already picture a beautiful date night. Don't worry about the details. I'm going to start planning it right now. Don't make plans for Saturday night." Kurt continued to talk, however it was easy for Blaine to tune him out. It was not until Kurt said Sebastian's name before Blaine returned to the conversation.

"What about Sebastian?"

"I asked, if you knew if Sebastian preferred piano or violin music."

"What does Sebastian have to do with anything?" Blaine demanded.

Kurt snickered, "Of course this is more likeourdate then Sebastian's."

...

Back under the star filled night Blaine ended his story. "You see," the younger finished with wide eyes. "I didn't even need to ask him out on a date. He figured it out for himself. And," Blaine held up his index finger, "He went through all this work because he was excited to be with me. He said I was nice and sensitive, which in virgin code means 'you're who I'm saving myself for.'" Blaine held up a second finger, "He even asked me out on a second date. So that means at one point in time he planned to accompany me tonight. Which suggests," Blaine pointed at his brother accusingly, "you scared him off."

"I did not scare him off." Sebastian defended himself.

"Kurt did not show up because, either you scared him off or he is playing the strings of my heart. I don't think Kurt is playing a game here. He looked pretty sincere when I confessed my love and sang him that song."

Sebastian crossed his arms less than amused. "When I talked to Kurt, he told me a very different story. Before we go there, what else did Kurt say to you?"

The younger brother glared. "I wasn't paying attention. Can you pay attention when you're talking to Kurt? Whenever I try to, I get distracted by his hot body."

"A burden I too suffer from." Sebastian sympathized. "Now, this is what happened between Kurt and me. I think you will agree that I was Kurt's first choice for a date and you did something wrong."

...

Sebastian's story: forty-eight hours ago

"Hey Kurt," Sebastian spoke up while Kurt was over turning his blankets for the night. "You still haven't RSVP for our dorm-opening -sleep-over-party for Saturday night. I know you said you don't like parties. I want to assure you that you are the only person on the invite list and you don't even need to dress up or bring everything. I got it all covered." Sebastian was setting cross legged and holding a black notebook on his bed.

Kurt set down on his own bed and took off his socks. This was the only undressing he did in front of his roommate. "Don't we do that every night?" Kurt chose to avoid his roommate suggestive wording.

"Yes, we share a very domestic life. We talk, brush our teeth together and go to sleep in different beds at the same time. However, we haven't had any actual bonding time. Now like I said. It would just be the two of us, you don't have to fret about clothes, and if it makes you feel any better, you can sleep on this side of the room." Sebastian spoke causally and with open arms and patted his bed.

Kurt loudly signed and tiredly glared at his roommate. "Sebastian, I understand that you're just being yourself, but for the sake of Blaine could you not."

The older boy lightly tossed his notebook to his desk. He needed a few moments to process what Kurt just said."Why does Kurt care about Blaine's feeling? Is Blaine winning the game or something? Blaine was acting a little catty yesterday and Kurt seemed too happy."The notebook made a loud clapping sound when it hit the desk. "Oh, are you trying to impression Blaine? If so, then let me just say that Blaine has a spoiled temper and I think a good boy like you should stay away from him." Sebastian was not sure how much of his voice was irritated and playful. If Kurt's worried expression was any indicator, then his voice was more irritable.

"Of course not!" Kurt quickly replied. "That is not what I meant at all. I don't have feelings for Blaine and if I did that would be very inappropriate - all things considered."

Satisfied smugness caused Sebastian to smile. It would be very inappropriate for Kurt to fool around with his roommate's brother. He just needed to ensure Kurt kept that mentality. At the same time he needed to make himself perfectly available and appropriate. "Thank you, that means a lot to me. It would be very awkward to watch you two dating." Sebastian wanted to add, "It would be even more awkward to be forced into a year of abstinence and have a hot newly sexually awakened roommate."

"Speaking of date," Kurt trailed his voice. "Do you have any special plans for Saturday night?"

"Let me check," Sebastian pretended to look at his email account. "No, you still haven't RVSP to my weekend party."

"Sebastian," Kurt began.

"Bas, I decided I want you to call me Bas." Sebastian corrected."Why not make things more personal?"

Kurt silently thought about the nickname. "Okay,Bas," Sebastian smiled at the gesture. "Like I said, your behavior is inappropriate, and don't you have date on Saturday night?" The older boy shook his head. "Oh," Kurt nervously fiddled with his fingers, hoping that he did not spoil Blaine's surprise. "In any case, I think you should keep Saturday open for a very romantic evening."

The green eyed boy smiled. "A romantic date you mean."

Kurt tapped his nose with his index finger. "Now that reminds me, which type of music do you prefer piano or violin?"

"It depends, no one formally asked me on a date. He thinks it would be too inappropriate."

"Maybe someone is new at this and needs a little help." Kurt hinted. Unfortunately his hint was horribly missed. "I don't think a date would be inappropriate."

"Oh, I understand now. Kurt wants to go out on a formal date before our one-on-one bonding time. I can do that."

"In that case, I would tell my secret admire that I favor piano music and candle light." Sebastian noticed Kurt relax and take interest in his words. "I would also recommend my secret admirer to tell me when and where I should be on Saturday evening."

Sebastian did not miss the pink on Kurt's cheeks. "I will tell you once I know the answer to that question."

"Great," Sebastian smiled, "afterwards can we have our bonding time?"

"If by bonding time, you mean talking, brushing our teeth at the same time and sleeping in different beds, then sure, why not, but you have no idea when the date will be over. If pass encounters are an indicator you may stay out all night." Kurt and Sebastian both looked surprised by the younger's word choice. "I did not mean for it to sound the way it did. I'm just aware that you have Blaine have a history... which I'm not judging you for."

Sebastian interrupted and saved his roommate from farther embarrassment. "I was not aware that you knew about my personal history," the older boy began."Crap, who told Kurt about my wild past...let's be honest my wild present... and most likely wild future. Did Nick tell him about our time together? I doubt that. Nick is too embarrassed to tell anyone that he let me fuck him. If anything I should be happy that Kurt knows, that means he is aware that he will be well taken care of. Let's not forget to mention that Blaine's good-boy image is now out the door.""All night," Sebastian laughed, "you must have high expectations from me."

Kurt's face was now fully red. "That is not what I meant. I was just saying that," Sebastian held up his hand and Kurt stopped talking.

"I know what you're trying to say. And I think it will be hot." Sebastian winked and turned off the bedroom lamp. Tomorrow was a school day and he had a hot date to get ready for.

...

Sebastian finished his story with complete and utter smugness. "You see. Kurt or should I say 'my secret admirer' asked me out on a date."

Blaine mentally repeated Sebastian's story in his head. "Kurt did not ask you out."

The older brother's hands firmly landed on the table. "Did you not listen to my story? Kurt asked me what kind of music I liked. He practically told me that he wanted a proper date before I had my way with him." Blaine frowned. "Plus, he said he doesn't want to date you. So this," Sebastian motioned to everything surrounding them, "was intended for only him and me. You're just the awkward third wheel that ruined my date and fuck night."

"I'm just so confused," Blaine rested his chin on his palm.

...

"Kurt, you keep looking at the clock. What are you waiting for?" Nick turned off the movie they were watching. Jeff and Wes whined somewhere in the background. "Is everything okay?" Nick did not want to be the one to say it, but he did not like that his cousin was spending so much time with the Anderson-Smyth brothers. "Is anyone giving you a hard time?"

"I was watching that." Jeff pouted. "The only reason I agreed to watch this movie is because someone said there was a topless scene with one of the actresses."

"There isn't a topless scene," Nick snapped. "This is a movie about a kid and a dog. Why would there be nudity in it?" Jeff did not answer that question and took another bite of popcorn. His blond hair was a wild mess, which was one of Nick's weaknesses. "Kurt, what is bothering you?" Meanwhile Wes was trying to find his shoes and an escape route. He could only tolerate Jeff for so long.

Jeff did not miss his opportunity, "Kurt is upset because he was waiting for the topless scene too-which apparently isn't going to happen." Kurt, Jeff and Wes stopped what they were doing and stared at Jeff. "I mean the guy version of that...you know what I mean." The blond waved his hand in the air in hopes that would allow him to win his argument. Jeff was used to wild Saturday night's out, but his association with the recent home studies cat and Crawford-invasion, forced him to stay in tonight and watch family films in the common area.

"Kurt," Nick tried again.

"Can I tell you a secret?" Kurt whispered.

Jeff nearly toppled out of his seat and jumped onto Kurt's lap. "I love secrets. Our school needs more drama. The latest gossip on the treadmill is that I planted hidden cameras in Victoria Secret changing rooms," The blond replied in a matter-of-fact tone. "Which I didn't by the way," he added.

Wes's ears spiked up when he heard the word 'secret.' Although Wes will never admit, he completely loves secrets, drama and gossip. "We know that didn't happen. Most of the rumors you start aren't real."

Kurt allowed his friends to simmer down before he told them his news. "I helped plan...well I did most of the work...a very romantic date night for Blaine and Sebastian." Kurt finished with a full smile on his face. "I hope it went well. Blaine was really nervous for it and Sebastian just...Sebastian just seemed a little confused about the whole thing."

Kurt broad smile was met with three confused faces. Jeff was the first to speak up. "They went on a date?" Kurt nodded in agreement. "Do you mean an actual date, a date with flowers, candles and a good-night kiss?"

"Yep, per Sebastian's request, there is a red rose and vanilla candle to be exact." Kurt's answer only sparked more questions. "It is also in the park and under the stars."

"But..." Jeff fumbled for his words, "It is dark outside...do...do they even know who they are dating?"

"Yes, Jeff." Kurt huffed. "They both wanted to go out on a formal date; I just gave them the gentle nudge that they needed."

Wes sucked his lips in and was trying everything in his power not to laugh. Jeff remained confused. "Are you sure that is what they wanted? Yeah, they are freakishly close for brothers, but they are still brothers."

Wes gave up his attempt to stay quiet and busted out laughing. Nick remained observant.

"They're brothers!" Kurt cried and covered his mouth with both hands. "What...why...how are they brothers?"

Jeff shook his head like he was talking to a curious child, "Well dear Kurtie, when a mommy and a daddy love each other very much."

"Stop!" Kurt, Nick and Wes cried at the same time. "They don't act like brother!" Kurt's cry dominated over the rest of the group. "They are always texting, whispering to each other and taking about the other. Blaine told me he loves Sebastian." Kurt mumbled. "You guys are joking, right?"

Wes removed himself from the humor and turned serious, "When you were talking to Blaine did he ever mention Sebastian's name?" Kurt silently thought. "When you arranged their date, did Sebastian mention Blaine's name?"

"No," Kurt ran his hands through his perfect hair. "This is so embarrassing."

...

"I can only think of one plausible reason for tonight?" Blaine carefully calculated in his mind.

The older huffed. If he could not figure it out, then how could his brother. "And what is that?"

"Kurt is kinkier then I thought." Sebastian's eyes lit up. "Maybe, Kurt has a thing for brother - on - brother action." Blaine finished.

The mental image of Kurt putting a Band-Aid over a paper cut flashed through Sebastian's mind. "I highly doubt that."

The younger deflated his shoulders. He was out of ideas. "It is that, or this date was intended for you and me."

The awkward concept silenced the music and the singing crickets. "Shit!" Both brothers shouted simultaneously.