Kurt was curled up on his bed, knees to his chest. He was surrounded by wet tissues and his eyes still wouldn't stop running over. He turned his iPod up louder, hoping the Broadway classics would clear his mind and ease the knot in his stomach.

He had texted Blaine and asked if they could talk and Blaine's response was that he needed time to think. Kurt had just responded "ok".

He had a plan, though. Tomorrow was Monday. Blaine was going to have to go to school and Kurt would be there waiting for him. He would get there early and park in the same corner they always parked in. Hopefully he could get Blaine to listen to him before classes started.

What would he say? There was apparently no way to convince him that Sebastian was a repugnant person. So, what to do? He couldn't argue with the fact that Blaine had every right to have friends. And there was no way Kurt would object to it, if the person actually had a soul. But Blaine deserved better. He needed friends who would be true and loyal to his face and behind his back. People like Mercedes, Rachel, and Finn. Kurt also understood what Blaine meant about the New Directions group having more of a connection with Kurt. He had experienced the same thing when he had joined the Warbler's. There were still none of them that he would actually call a friend. How could he fault Blaine for keeping his own friend? Even if he was a slime ball.

Kurt sighed heavily and yanked the buds out of his ears. Enough of this. He was no shrinking violet. He was going to fight for his man. Getting out of bed, he stalked to his closet and threw the double doors open. How do you prepare for war? It's all in the outfit.

The next morning, he spent an inordinate amount of time on his appearance. He had chosen his clothes the night before but changed his mind several more times since he woke up. Finally he decided on the jeans Blaine had liked on him the day in the park. There was no reason he shouldn't show off his assets. He paired the jeans with a light green button down shirt and his favorite key pendant. After doing his hair and spritzing on Blaine's favorite cologne, he hurried out of the house. There was still an hour before school, but he knew Blaine was punctual and hoped to have as much time to talk to him as possible.

To his surprise, Blaine's gray sedan was already there when he pulled in. His heart pounded in his chest as he realized there was no more time to prepare. The talk would happen now. He hoped. What if Blaine wouldn't talk to him?

He pulled up next to the sedan and turned off the car. Pulling his messenger bag over his right shoulder, he got out and walked around his car. Holding tight to the strap, he watched Blaine step out of his car, looking adorable in yellow jeans, black shirt and yellow and black bowtie.

"Good morning," Kurt said quietly.

"You're early," Blaine answered. They both leaned against their respective cars, staring at each other.

"I was hoping to catch you before class. Can we talk?"

"I was hoping to catch you, too," Blaine said with a small smile.

Kurt smiled back, hope flaring in his chest. "Can I start?" At Blaine's nod, he took a deep breath and began. "Blaine, I am so sorry. I never intended to hurt you in any way. I admit that I haven't made an attempt to get to know your friend. And while I can't promise Sebastian and I will ever be BFF's, I can promise I will be nice and not get upset when he's around or calls. Please forgive me."

Blaine closed his eyes for a moment, before looking at him, his golden eyes warm. "That means a lot, Kurt. Thank you and of course I forgive you," he said.

Kurt stepped forward but paused as Blaine held up his hand.

"I owe you an apology, too, Kurt. I should never have talked to Sebastian about such an intimate topic. Will you forgive me?" Blaine's eyes blazed with sincerity.

"Of course I forgive you," Kurt said, melting under the power of his boyfriends eyes. Then he pulled on his shoulder strap as he continued quietly. "I was hurt because I have really been growing in that area and I thought things were, you know, improving." His cheeks blazed with heat.

Blaine stepped forward to meet him and took Kurt's hands in his, squeezing tight. "Kurt, I really am so sorry. I know things have been improving. Trust me, I've noticed," he said, grinning at him, his eyebrows rising high on his forehead as they always did when he got flirty. "When I said that to Sebastian, it was right after you and I had made out and I was pretty, you know, frustrated. It was my own hormones talking but that doesn't make it right. I promise you, I will never talk about our private life like that again to Sebastian or anyone else. Okay?"

Kurt smiled at him, pleased to know the reason Blaine had shared wasn't out of any kind of spite, just the same frustration Kurt was starting to become familiar with. "Okay, and I'll make the same promise to you."

"Okay then. Come here, you," Blaine said tugging his hands until their chests met. Their arms wrapped tightly around each other and they stood there for a time.

"It was awful last night," Kurt whispered.

"I know. It was for me, too," Blaine said and pulled back. His jaw clenched and his eyes glowed. "I can't stand being at odds with you, Kurt. We can't let that happen again." Not waiting for a response, Blaine tilted his chin up and caught Kurt's lips with his own.

Kurt's eyes widened, but he responded passionately. Usually Blaine was super cautious about public displays of affection. But it felt too good and too right to say anything.

Blaine slid his tongue along Kurt's bottom lip until his lips parted and he deepened the kiss. Both of them moaned and sank into each other. Kurt was sure no other kiss they had shared had ever been as sweetly passionate.

A couple minutes later, they separated, both breathing heavily. Kurt's eyes were wide and Blaine smiled, seeing the desire in his eyes.

"So this is what making up is all about," Kurt muttered, leaning back against his car.

"Doesn't make it worth fighting, but it has a certain appeal," Blaine said.

"Maybe we'll have to fight over what movie we watch next just so we can try making up again," Kurt grinned.

"It's a deal. By the way, you look really hot. I love those jeans," Blaine said, wiggling his eyebrows.

"These old things? I just threw on the first thing in the closet," Kurt said.

"Uh huh. Sure you did," Blaine said with a chuckle. He took Kurt's hand and they walked toward the school. Kurt just grinned, his heart light and his lips still tingling from the kiss. For a Monday, it was starting out just right.