The first time Blaine saw him everything else disappeared.

Everything.

It was like all his senses were shut down and then refocused on this one point.  Like tunnel vision. And all that he could even register was the beauty of this guy. Otherworldly. He knows it may be ridiculous to say but its the only word he came up with to describe him. He sat with a mug in his hand and his nose in a textbook and he.

Was.

Gorgeous.

 Then a short loud brunette girl came in and startled him. He then rolled his perfect eyes, got up and went out the door with her, and that was that.

He had not so nice thoughts towards that brunette girl that day.

 And more days after that.

Actually, from that day on, if he was being honest with himself. Because Blaine went to the coffee shop everyday just to catch a glimpse of this guy that cant possibly be real, and more often that not, there was this chick. And normally he likes girls; hes a "people are beautiful" kind of guy and appreciates the hell out of all genders.

But this girl... Whats the angle? Is she his girlfriend? Cause that would really fucking suck. And they dont look anything like siblings. Is there even a small chance he might like boys? Straight men are capable of dressing impeccably right? Well, there was his brother, who is straight and he dresses pretty great. But then you can never be too sure with Cooper.

Blaine was going insane. Case in point, he was currently tearing his favorite croissant to shreds and not giving his coffee a second look. Yeah it was pretty bad. You see; its been a week since hed seen the angelic beauty of his mystery man. Oh he had seen short loud girl, but neither hair nor hide of HIM. Its been a week since hes heard the tinkling laugh and saw the trademark one-sided smile/smirk. A week since hed seen the perfect chestnut hair raised into an immaculate coif and stared at the amazing blue eyes that appear to harbor galaxies. A week since hed heard the musical tones his voice produced when he said "Grande non-fat mocha, please". Okay maybe hes being a bit over dramatic. And a little stalker crazy. And holy fuck he just had to talk to this guy, and the week he decided to muscle up the courage is the week that said guy chooses to take a break from caffeine.

Or maybe it wasnt a break from caffeine. Thats ridiculous. Coffee is a lifeline. And this is the best damn coffee shop around the area. No, maybe beauty incarnate caught on to the love sick looks Blaine couldnt keep off of his face if he tried and decided to sacrifice the best coffee in town to get away from the stalking creep. Yep. That has to be it. The tinkle of the doorbell drew him out of his morbid thoughts to acknowledge the sound. He had never been grateful for a bell before. But the truth is without it; he would have missed this entrance. Because here comes Gorgeous, (name thus because its fitting and he doesnt know his true name yet.) He watched the guy take a big breath, like he was content, happy to be back, and walked purposefully to join the line.

Blaine was up out of his seat before he even knew what he was doing.

He came right within touching distance, a plan in mind, hoping to every deity that it worked. As the guy was about to order, Blaine intercepted him.

"Hell have a Grande non-fat mocha and a medium drip for me please."

Blaine watched as the guy stiffened in front of him and then slowly turned to his side. The minute those utterly unbelievable blue eyes landed on him, his mind went blank. The plan was fucked. All that registered was the word wow.

 Walking back into his coffee shop felt like coming home. Professor Lori was working his ass to the bone and he had absolutely no time last week to come in. So he had Rachel pick up his order, it was good to be back. He didnt even mind joining the line. Maybe if he was lucky hed see the guy with the adorable curls that Rachel said had been staring again. He reached the front of the line pretty quickly, thats what he liked about here, efficient and good. Before he even opened his mouth there was a voice to his side. A voice he didnt recognize. A smooth low, velvet tone. He definitely recognized the face though. The adorable curls guy. And now he can add gorgeous amber eyes and chiseled face and ridiculous triangular eyebrows that should look comical but somehow works. And apparently hes either a stalker or a psychic, because how did he know Kurts coffee order?

"How do you know my coffee order?" He vocalized. He watched as the guys face rapidly turned a surprisingly appealing shade of pink.

Adorable.

Kurt decided to let him off the hook before his face spontaneously combusted from the raging blush it sported. Kurt smiled his little smirk collected the drinks and asked, "Do you wanna get a seat?"

"I... I was going to get that." Blaine finally stammered out.

Kurt full on smiled now. "You can get it next time." He winked at the guy and then he got rewarded with the warmest, most charming smile hes ever seen.

"So, there will be a next time then?" the guy asks. And Kurt does not have the capacity to say no to those doe eyes.

"Well see how this time goes." He says instead.

Its their umpteenth ‘official date in 3 months and Blaine is nervous as hell. More so than the blubbering mess he was on their first one after being confronted about the stalker-ish info he revealed that he had. Thank all the deities that didnt deter Kurt from hanging out with him that day, didnt stop Kurt from subsequently meeting or dragging him for walks in the park and morning jogs and evening ice- cream. However, hes not knocking it his slip up at all, said info got him a date with the most interesting human being hes ever met.

Kurt was enigmatic, charming, enticing, gorgeous, intelligent, caring, confident and strong willed, he could go on and on and fucking on if he was allowed. Yes, Kurt was quite remarkable, and he never wanted to lose him. Blaine thought it was time for him to ask Kurt to be something he wasnt just yet, something they hadnt discussed. If hed like to be, that is.

And now, after getting Kurt from his school so they could go for coffee at what is now ‘their coffee shop, after asking him while he was in the middle of a rant about his dreadful professor Lori to be his boyfriend, after seeing Kurts face light up like the sun and then dim just as suddenly, and last but certainly not least, after hearing Kurt say the dreaded words ‘we need to talk; Blaine was more nervous than he was at 14 years old coming out to his parents with his brother at his side for solidarity.

Kurt was walking over with their normal orders and scones to share. Thats a good sign right? Sharing scones? You dont share scone with a person you are about to tell to hit the road, right? Hes guessing that hell find out soon enough. He gets Kurts chair and takes the plate so hes not overloaded and Kurt offers a quiet thank you.

Too quiet.

Oh God.

Kurt didnt touch the food just yet. He fiddled with his hand and his scarf, and then he took a deep breath while closing his eyes. He opened them and looked directly at Blaine determinedly. "Before I really say anything, I can answer your earlier question Blaine; of course I want to be your boyfriend. And I want you to be mine."

Blaines face almost splits in two with his smile and Kurts answering one, though small, is a bit comforting. Kurt wants him and he wants Kurt! However there must be something else bothering Kurt for him to prolong this answer. Blaine took Kurts hand across the table in a gesture for him to go on.

"However, Im not sure if youd want to after this." Blaines face showed his confusion, but Kurt pressed on. "There is something about me you must know before we go any further, Blaine Im... not like other boys." He frowned and scratched his chin. Its a signal Blaine has seen many times since getting to know Kurt. He named it Kurts "thinking something through before saying it" face.

"Well... Not what one normally expects of a boy." Kurt continued, "You know that a portion of our population is born intersex right?" Blaine nods at this, and Kurt continues. "Well, I am one. I identify as male, but I do have female genitals and... some... most guys cant handle that. So if... if youd prefer not to see me again be... because its not something you can accept, then I... I will understand."

Blaine knew it took a lot out of Kurt to open up this way to someone he has known for some months. He also knows enough about Kurt to get that if Kurt has told him this, he wasnt just some guy Kurt meets for coffee, or goes to dinner with. Kurt actually wants something more permanent, or he would have told Blaine that he just wanted a social relationship, instead of having this talk and laying himself bare. Right then he decided that the only way to show Kurt his true intentions was to lay himself bare as well.

Blaine squeezed Kurts hand and then laced their fingers together. The look on Kurts face was one of cautious hope as he stared down at their hands and squeezed back. He didnt look up as Blaine took a deep breath and spoke "It wouldnt matter to me what you had Kurt, Id love you anyways." Kurts head snapped up so fast he swore something was bruised in the back of his neck. His pretty blue eyes widened in astonishment and hope. Blaines answering smile was illumination. "Yeah, I love you. As the brilliant person you are Kurt. And no matter what your situation was Id be attracted to what made you, you. I am in love with your integral parts, the remarkable person you are. And that translates to everything else. I will be in love with every single part of you Kurt Hummel, when you so chose to introduce me, just because its a part of you."

Kurts eyes welled and that was the only warning he had before long streaks of tears rolled down his cheeks. And instead of telling him not to cry, Blaine stood up and pulled him into an all encompassing hug. Instead of shushing him, Blaine offered a place where he could hide his face in Blaines shoulder and full out sobbed if he wanted to. Blaine creates space for him to experience whatever he wants to, all the time. He should have recognized that earlier, shouldnt have worried so much that Blaine would have been like the last douche bag he got close enough to. Should have heeded when Blaine showed him time and time again the kind of person he is. Kurt doesnt come down on himself to hard, its a delicate situation and he had to be sure that this was what he wanted, that Blaine was what he wanted.

Hes never been surer than he is now. 

He lifts his head up from Blaines tear stained shoulder and he knows he looks a mess, but the thing is, he also now knows that he is beautiful to Blaine, even puffy eyed and blotchy. He looks directly into blazing amber and breathlessly said.

"I love you too."