May 10, 2014. 1:00pm. Spotlight Diner, New York City.

Kurt had just finished cleaning all the tables in his section when Rachel came running up to him and asked him to cover for her while she ran to the theatre.

“I just have to meet with Sydney, I can't miss this meeting Kurt, please.” Rachel was practically begging.

“Fine, but you owe me for this.” Kurt sighed and gave in, he knew it was either take the shift or listen to Rachel wine all day and all night and he knew which one he'd prefer.

“Thank you! I'll buy your coffee for a week! You're the best!” Rachel squealed, hugging Kurt tightly before running out of the diner, throwing her apron at one of the other waiters.

Kurt shook his head as he watched her leave, he needed to learn how to say no to that girl, she's just too damn persistent.

“Kurt! Customers!” The boss yelled and pointed towards a table of one. Kurt sighed and grabbed his notebook, this was going to be a long day.

“Hi, welcome to the Spotlight Diner, my name's Kurt and I'll be your chorus boy waiter today, what can I get for you?” Kurt said his introduction in a monotonous voice, kind of glad that the table was in a secluded section so he could get a break from playing the happy, excited to be here waiter.

“How's the burgers here?” The man moved his menu away from his face and gasped. There's no way this is happening. “Kurt?”

“Yeah that's what I- Blaine?” Kurt looked up from his notebook to see the handsome as ever, Blaine sitting in front of him. He hadn't seen Blaine since sophomore year Nationals when he'd made a fool of himself by flirting with him.

“Oh my god, I can't believe it, I didn't think I'd ever see you again. How are you?” Blaine couldn't help but notice how much the boy had grown, he was a man now.

“I'm good, great actually. How are you?” Kurt asked, still not sure if this was a dream.

“I'm good.” Blaine smiled, not sure what else to say. He couldn't believe that Kurt was really standing here, all grown up and here.

“The burgers are decent, but I'd go with the chicken salad, it's to die for.” Kurt blurted out after a few seconds of silence.

“What? Oh yeah, I asked about the burgers. Sorry I just can't believe I'm talking to you again. I thought I'd never see you again.” Blaine admitted, not caring if he sounded like an idiot, he let this boy get away from him once, he's not going to make the same mistake again.

“You mean you wanted to see me again, even after I made a fool of myself?” Kurt asked, trying not to sound too hopeful.

“Of course I did Kurt, and you didn't make a fool of yourself, I was the one who was flirting with an underage high school student.” Blaine smiled and motioned for Kurt to sit. “I'm sure you're busy, but if you could spare a minute, I think I need help with deciding what I want to eat.”

“I think I can handle that.” Kurt returned the smile and took a seat across from Blaine. “Were you really flirting with me back then?”

Blaine looked up at Kurt like he'd grown a second head. “Are you kidding? Of course I was, you were, and still are, absolutely gorgeous Kurt, how could I not flirt with you.”

Kurt could feel the blush that flooded his cheeks, sure there have been more and more guys as of late who flirt with him and ask him out, but this is different, Blaine had flirted with him when he was still that cubby, insecure kid.

“Kurt, you're blushing.” Blaine pointed out when Kurt didn't say anything.

“I uh- sorry, it just sort of happens sometimes, I'm so pale that it's awkwardly obvious.”

“I think it's adorable. I think you're adorable.” Blaine knew he was laying it on thick, but it was all or nothing, and he wasn't willing to give anything less than everything.

“T-thank you.” Kurt smiled, looking away from Blaine.

“Did I embarrass you? If I did, I'm sorry Kurt, I didn't mean to. Maybe I shouldn't be pushing so hard, it's just- god you're amazing and last time, I let you go because I knew nothing could happen, but now you're here and I'm assuming by the fact that you work here that you live here, and it just feels like I'm getting a second chance, I don't want to blow that.” Blaine took a deep breath, wondering how he'd managed to get all of that out in one breath.

“I- wow Blaine, I really don't know what to say. I mean, I do live here now, well, I live in Bushwick with my friends Rachel and Santana. You didn't embarrass me, at least not in a bad way, it's flattering actually.”

“So you don't think I'm some kind of creep?”

“No, god no Blaine. I think you're a very handsome man who I'm very glad I got the chance to see again because to be honest, I wasn't sure if I'd dreamed you the first time, you were just so kind, I wasn't use to that then.”

“And now?” Blaine could tell that Kurt had changed, he didn't seem to be as shy as he was when he'd first met him, but he was still the same person that Blaine had found so intriguing.

“And now I guess I'm getting use to how accepting the city is, I know who I am now and I know what I want, so I don't have time to be that kid who just wanted to get by without being seen.”

“I think that's great Kurt, it's always great to see people grow into the person they want to be.” Blaine looked behind Kurt and saw a man standing behind the counter, watching them very impatiently. “I think your boss is getting a little upset with me for keeping you, I should let you get back to work.”

“Oh yeah, right, I'm at work. Is it weird to say that I'd forgotten that we were even in public?” Kurt asked as he looked around, he briefly wondered how long they'd been sitting there just talking like that.

“Not at all. And Kurt, I'll take your word for it and try the chicken salad.” Blaine smiled, handing Kurt his menu.

“Coming right up.” Kurt winked, turning and walking back towards the counter. He was officially glad that Rachel had asked him to cover for her. He'd have to buy her a cake or something, maybe even bake her one.

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Kurt didn't get a chance to see Blaine again before he left, and when he looked up to find Blaine's table empty, he questioned whether or not Blaine had actually meant what he'd said about not wanting to blow this chance with Kurt.

“Are you going to clean the table off or just stare at it?” His boss asked rather impatiently.

“I'm going.” Kurt answered, walking over to the table, noticing that Blaine had eaten every bite of the salad. It was only by sheer luck that he noticed the folded up napkin that was laying beside the plate. Curious, Kurt picked it up and unfolded it, seeing a note addressed to him.

“Kurt, I'm sorry I didn't get a chance to talk to you before I left, I got a phone call from my secretary, something came up at the office. If you would like to continue our conversation, I've left my phone number, you can call me when you get off, or text, whatever's fine. I just know that I'm not ready to lose you again, so I hope you get this and decide to contact me. Have a wonderful day Kurt. -Blaine.

P.S. The chicken salad was to die for, you were right. :)

(718) 495-8520

Kurt smiled and pocketed the note. He was most definitely going to have a wonderful day.