“We’re having lunch. Join us?” Kurt looked up at her with sparkling eyes as he popped a raspberry into his mouth. He smiled as she shrugged and sank down to the floor, sitting cross-legged as she glanced between the two of them.

“You guys have been awfully close lately,” Quinn commented as she took a strawberry out of the little plastic tray.

“We’re just having lunch, Quinn.” Kurt leaned forward for a strawberry of his own the same moment Blaine did. Their fingers brushed and neither of them noticed how they flinched, but Quinn certainly did. She didn’t say anything about the movement.

“Good. Having lunch is all you should be doing together. Anything else would be highly inappropriate.” She sounded like she was giving them a lecture, but she winked at Kurt and reached forward, snatching up half of his roasted turkey sandwich. She opened her mouth wide and took a huge bite, then set it back in the container in front of him.

“Why would you think we do other things together?” Blaine asked stupidly, lifting a forkful of lettuce to his lips. Both thick eyebrows were raised as he trained his hazel eyes on her.

“There’s a rumor going around the cast that you two had sex in Kurt’s trailer last week,” Quinn said casually. Kurt sputtered on his own bite of turkey sandwich and looked wide-eyed at Blaine.

“Why would people think that?” He almost kicked himself for how high-pitched his voice was.

“Well rumor has it that Wes was walking by your trailer the other day and it was rocking back and forth like crazy,” Quinn said. She smirked and reached for another strawberry. “Shame on you, Kurt. You know you should wait until you’re married to have sex for the first time.”

Kurt blushed bright red as Blaine looked at him, amused. Quinn stood up and leaned over, kissing Kurt’s cheek.

“We didn’t have sex!” Kurt called after her as she walked away. She just left as she stepped off the set. Blaine laughed and took another bite of his salad. Kurt hung his head, staring down at his food.

“So, you’re a virgin?” Blaine asked.

“Shut up,” Kurt snapped. Blaine laughed once more and the subject was dropped.

“So I met this guy,” Blaine said. Kurt tried to ignore the brief stab in his heart, remembering that Blaine said they were just friends, no matter how much that look in Blaine’s eyes implied other things.

“Oh yeah?” Kurt asked, unable to shake the high pitch from his voice.

“He’s decent looking enough. I’m pretty sure he likes me. We’ve gone out a couple of times, but he’s never clear with his emotions. I just don’t know what to do next,” Blaine said.

“I wouldn’t know,” Kurt shrugged. “I’ve had two boyfriends and they both ended disastrously. I’m pretty sure by now I’m damaged goods.”

“Don’t say that, Kurt. They’re nothing wrong with you,” Blaine said sincerely. Kurt just smiled and focused on his sandwich.

“What’s his name?” Kurt asked.

“Jeremiah,” Blaine shrugged.

“Sounds like a nice guy,” Kurt said, to be nice.

“Yeah,” Blaine sighed. “I don’t think I’ll keep seeing him, though.”

“Why not?” Kurt looked up, his trademark eyebrow arched. Blaine was looking right at him, his hazel eyes unblinking as he stared at Kurt’s face. Kurt’s heart ached at that look. Blaine was practically opening the door for him.

“I think I might have feelings for someone else,” Blaine said quietly. Kurt’s eyes widened and he blushed, looking back down. This could not be happening. They were coworkers! What would happen if they broke up and they lost their chemistry as actors? This could not happen.

“Well then maybe you should just break up with Jeremiah and pursue him,” Kurt said. He lifted his sandwich to his mouth and as he took a bite, he glanced at Blaine.

Blaine sighed and looked away from Kurt. “Maybe I should.”

. ~ . ~ .

Episode Four: Apologize
Scene 1

(INT. Chris is in the kitchen dressed in jeans and a tight white t-shirt. His feet are bare and his hair is all messed up, and he’s whistling as stands over the stove, bacon sizzling in a frying pan. Darren enters, toweling his wet hair as he opens the refrigerator and pulls out orange juice.)

DARREN
Chris, can we just talk for a minute?

CHRIS
Yeah. I’m making breakfast. Bacon and toast. We’re out of eggs, otherwise I would’ve made them too.

DARREN
You don’t have to cook for me.

CHRIS
No, it’s fine. I figure after you kept me from killing myself in my sleep, it’s the least I could do.

DARREN
I just wanted to say that I can’t apologize enough for what I said to you. It was completely uncalled for and rude and I swear to God, Chris, I promise you I will try so hard not to hurt you again.

CHRIS
A lot of good that does me, Dare. I don’t believe in God.

DARREN
Then I’ll swear on this delicious buttered toast we’re going to eat. I don’t care. I just want you to understand that I feel like such an ass. You’re amazing and anyone who can’t see that is just stupid.

CHRIS
It’s fine. Let’s just move on now, please.

DARREN
I didn’t actually pee in the shower, you know.

CHRIS
(turns around, looking amused) Oh yeah?

DARREN
It was cleaner. I bought this shower cleaner the other day and I thought it smelled really awful but I just wanted to do my part so I cleaned the shower. The stuff said just to spread it around and wait three hours before rinsing. How was I supposed to know it would turn yellow?

CHRIS
Then why didn’t you just say that?

DARREN
Because I’m stupid. I was mad that you thought I would actually stoop that low.

CHRIS
We could have bypassed all of this fighting. You could still have your chocolate cake.

DARREN
No, I’m glad we fought. If we didn’t get it out of our systems, we would’ve found something else to fight about.

CHRIS
Good point. (turns back around and shuts stove off, then picks up tongs and scoops bacon onto a plate covered in a thick layer of paper towels)

DARREN
Wait…wasn’t that bacon mine?

CHRIS
(turns around and smiles innocently) Maybe it would be easier if we just shared everything. I mean…I’m not talking toothbrushes or anything, but we can just help each other out. Isn’t that was roommates are supposed to do?

DARREN
I guess so.

(silence between them as Chris brings a plate of toast and the plate of bacon to the small dining room table. Darren joins him)

DARREN
You know, I’m glad that it was you that saw my ad and called.

CHRIS
(smiling) I must be crazy, but so am I.

. ~ . ~ .

The regular season of Bring on Tomorrow would air Wednesdays at ten o’clock. The first episode would be airing again that week, and before it came on, Kurt spent most of this paycheck making sure all his family and friends back in Ohio and in New York helping them get cable and HBO and TiVo so that they could watch him.

By the time the second episode aired, the show had really taken off. It helped that the media loved him. They loved Blaine. Blaine talked a lot about playing someone so much different than him, and Kurt talked a lot about Chris and Chris’s insecurities and how proud Chris was of being gay.

One thing Kurt didn’t understand was the attention. Or more specifically the attention from the girls.

Kurt was pretty sure it was obvious that he was gay.

Blaine exuded charm that appealed to both sexes, so naturally there were girls all over him. But to Kurt, it just didn’t make sense.

He was gay. He liked boys. No, he liked men. Men like Blaine.

It didn’t stop girls from recognizing him as he went to the movies with Mercedes, or when he stopped for coffee, or when he stopped at the grocery store to buy toothpaste (or lube so his own self-pleasuring purposes, which had been particularly embarrassing). Girls followed him home sometimes. Girls asked for autographs. Girls wanted him to kiss them. Girls tried to grope him.

It was a straight guys’ heaven!

It was just unfortunate that Kurt didn’t like girls and was unwilling to give them (yet another) try.

Kurt got so much attention from girls that he was constantly being asked to appear on talk shows. Over the course of a week he gave sixteen interviews for TV, the internet, magazines, or newspapers. In between filming episode four, he spent some much time in his trailer giving interviews that he barely had time to even see Blaine. Sometimes before he drifted to sleep whenever he had the chance, he wondered if Blaine had broken up with Jeremiah yet.

. ~ . ~ .

Episode Four: Apologize
Scene 4

(INT. The hardware story Darren works for. He’s restocking spray paint cans with his coworker Allen)

ALLEN
So are you still with Serena, or what?

DARREN
Last time I heard, yeah.

ALLEN
Funny ‘cause I stopped by her place yesterday and you weren’t there.

DARREN
Yeah she was always nagging me. I moved into this place with Chris, my new roommate.

ALLEN
That’s not faggy at all.

DARREN
(too angered by the comment to realize Allen doesn’t know Chris is gay) Hey, fuck off. It doesn’t matter what he is, he’s a nice guy!

ALLEN
Seriously, dude? You’re living with a gay guy? Does this mean I can ask Serena out?

DARREN
Don’t touch Serena. And you can finish this yourself.

(Darren stomps away and soon finds him in his boss, Roger’s, office. He’s sitting at his desk, the phone pinched between his ear and his shoulder. Darren sits down in the chair in front of Roger’s desk. Roger puts the phone back in the cradle)

ROGER
What can I help you with?

DARREN
Can I ask you some advice? Personal advice?

ROGER
Sure. What’s botherin’ ya?

DARREN
Have you ever had feelings you didn’t think you were supposed to have? For you know, another person?

ROGER
(grinning, he leans forward) Found yourself another girl, huh?

DARREN
Yeah, you could say that. But I don’t know if it’s worth calling it off with Serena for this person…this girl.

ROGER
How long you been seeing this other girl?

DARREN
A few weeks now. We’re just friends, though. At least, that’s what she insists on. We have sort of an odd relationship.

ROGER
Does it feel better to be around her than it does to be around Serena?

DARREN
(shrugs) Yeah. I mean…yeah. We haven’t even been close though. I wouldn’t even know how to tell her. Or how to make a move on her. She’s just…different.

ROGER
What’s her name? What’s she look like?

DARREN
(caught off guard by the question) Umm…Chris…Tina. Christina. She’s got brown hair and really, really blue eyes.

ROGER
Is she stacked?

DARREN
(trying to stay cool) Umm…yeah. Like…huge.

ROGER
Then what are you waiting for, man? Just plant one on her.

DARREN
She’s kind of a classy chick, though.

ROGER
I don’t know what you want from me, then. If I was you I would’ve just grabbed her knockers and went with it.

(Darren just laughs and stand, then leaves without another word)

. ~ . ~ .

The music was loud. Like, really loud. But Kurt’s neighbors didn’t really mind because he gave them free autographs for whoever they want and they got to say they lived next to Kurt Hummel, Tony Award Winner and probably Emmy and Golden Globe winner before long.

“Girls just wanna have fun!” Mercedes sang along with the music, laughing as Kurt jumped off the back of his couch and landed on his feet before doubling over, clutching his side from laughing so hard.

He wasn’t singing along, mostly because he couldn’t, but he didn’t let that stop him from dancing as he climbed atop his coffee table and lip synced along with Cyndi Lauper, using the TV remote as a fake microphone.

Kurt turned around to face Mercedes right as she half-laughed, half-shouted, “My father yells whatcha gonna do with your life!”

Mercedes shrieked with laughter as Kurt tripped and stumbled off the coffee table, falling face first onto the couch. Kurt rolled over and slid onto the floor, covering his face as Mercedes danced around the room.

Suddenly the sound of the door closing startled them both. Kurt looked up at Mercedes, who froze in front of the stereo, quickly turning it off. He could tell by her expression that she’d forgotten to lock the door when she used the spare key he’d given her to come in.

“Hello?” A familiar voice drifted from the entry way and Kurt’s heart sank with relief. He climbed to his feet, his hands firmly on his hips as Blaine stepped into the living room.

“What the hell?” Kurt snapped. “You almost scared the piss out of me!”

“Sorry.” Blaine held up his hands in defense. “The door was unlocked and the music was too loud.”

Kurt let his arms go slack as he glanced over at Mercedes, who was smiling.

“I think I’ll just head home. I’ve got to…uh…water my plants.” She winked at him and hurried out of his apartment, leaving him alone with Blaine.

“You being here with me…alone…will just give Quinn more reason to believe we’re doing each other,” Kurt said. Blaine chuckled and stepped into the living room further. “She’s coming over later. She managed to dump her little kids off husband for the night, so she’s coming over and we’re going to have thing crust vegetarian pizza and watching Disney movies. Mercedes may or may not join us.”

“That sounds fun,” Blaine shrugged. Kurt was about to tell him that he wasn’t invited, because Kurt just couldn’t handle sitting through an entire movie without jumping him, but Blaine kept talking. “I just…I broke up with Jeremiah tonight and he got kind of angry.”

“How angry?” Kurt folded his arms in front of him.

“He just shoved me around a bit. Nothing too bad. I’m just…”

“How hard did he shove you?” Instead of walking around the couch, Kurt climbed over it and stood in front of Blaine, trying to see if he could spot any visible bruises.

“He just pushed me out the door. It wasn’t that bad. It wasn’t like I fell, or anything.” Blaine slid his hands into his jean pockets and glanced around Kurt’s apartment. It was only slightly nicer than the set of Chris and Darren’s apartment.

“So why are you here, then?” Kurt asked. He tried not to seem excited by the fact that Blaine was entirely single now, and he was pretty sure that he was the reason for Blaine being single. He didn’t want to be easy. If he was going to break his own rules and date a costar, then he was going to make Blaine work for it, not matter how much he thought about Blaine.

“Well, I was hoping I could just hang out with you for a while, but it sounds like you’re busy with your girls night, so I’ll just head home,” Blaine said. He turned and headed back towards the door, but Kurt reached out and put a hand on his shoulder, stopping him.

“Don’t go,” Kurt said. “You can stay, if you want. I can order a meat lovers pizza for you if you want.”

Blaine smiled and relaxed, stepping back toward Kurt. “Actually, I’d be fine with the vegetarian.”

. ~ . ~ .

Episode Four: Apologize
Scene 9

(EXT. Darren and Chris walking on the sidewalk, their arms full of groceries)

DARREN
…so then she said, ‘your face tastes awesome’.

CHRIS
And you kept kissing her?

DARREN
No. I bought her another drink. Then I took her home.

CHRIS
And had sex with her?

DARREN
No, actually, I just put her to bed and crashed on her couch.

CHRIS
Ever the gentlemen.

(The arrive at the apartment. Chris tries to reach for the key, but his arms are too full)

DARREN
Here, let me take one.

CHRIS
I got it, your arms are full.

DARREN
Just pass one to me so we can get into the damn apartment.

CHRIS
Fine. (situates a grocery bag into Darren’s already full arms, then digs out the key and unlocks the door.)

DARREN
So what should I make for dinner? (Heading into the kitchen and setting down the groceries)

CHRIS
(Comes into the kitchen and starts helping put away groceries) You make the lemon garlic chicken and I’ll make some pasta to go with it.

DARREN
Sounds delicious.

CHRIS
So tell me again why she wanted to go out with you?

DARREN
She woke up in the morning and saw me, and was all over me. Because be honest, who wouldn’t be all over this?

CHRIS
(laughing) You are pretty sexy.

DARREN
(pulls out the chicken and turns the oven on, starts preparing the meal) Anyway, so then when I had to go home, I was staying with my brother, she asked for my number and that night she called me.

CHRIS
(obviously sarcastic) Sounds like an amazing way to start a relationship.

DARREN
To be honest, things are getting a little…sucky between us.

(Darren puts the chicken in the oven and Chris grabs them both a beer from the fridge. They head into the living room and sit down on the couch)

DARREN
So how did you meet your ex?

CHRIS
I’d rather not talk about it.

DARREN
(shrugs) Ok. Anything you do wanna talk about? How was your day?

CHRIS
What are we, married?

DARREN
Married people don’t talk.

CHRIS
Good point.

(Chris sits back and glances over at Darren to find Darren staring at him with an odd smile on his face.)

CHRIS
What are you doing?

DARREN
What do you mean?

CHRIS
You’re all…smiling at me weird.

DARREN
You have really pretty eyes.

CHRIS
(laughs awkwardly) Are you trying to flirt with me?

(Darren is quiet, his smile gone. He won’t stop staring at Chris. Then, in one swift movement, he moves closer and kisses Chris)

. ~ . ~ .

“Cut! That was perfect guys!” Patrick announced.

Kurt and Blaine did not cut. They didn’t even hear it. As soon as their lips connecting in what was supposed to be the first in many completely professional and feelingless kisses, all they could do was press further into the kiss. Blaine brought his hands up to cup Kurt’s face as Kurt nipped at Blaine’s bottom lip, demanding him to open his mouth and further the kiss.

“Alright, guys, that’s enough!” Patrick was standing now, removing his glasses as he watched the two of them.

Kurt reached up and gripped the t-shirt Blaine wore tight in his hands, pulling Blaine closer. Blaine’s lips parted and Kurt slid his tongue in, taking control. Blaine’s hand slid to cup his neck as his fingers threaded through Kurt’s hair.

Their tongues slid over each other and Kurt suddenly realized he had no idea what he was doing. He was twenty-three and he’d never even made out with another guy like this before.

Then another realization hit Kurt. They were still on set. With people watching.

But oh. Kurt just swept his tongue over the roof of Blaine’s mouth and Blaine just moaned. Kurt felt a familiar heat thrumming through his body and knew his sexless life was coming back to haunt him.

He pulled back abruptly and pushed Blaine away with both hands on his chest. They were both wide-eyed, flushed, and a little surprised.

“What just happened?” Blaine asked, his voice low and rough.

“A big, giant mistake,” Kurt squeaked. He jumped up off Chris and Darren’s couch. In a desperate attempt to hide just how much he enjoyed the kiss, he was off the set and out of the building before he could think twice.