It's not until 2am, when Burt is asleep on the couch, Blaine's finished Skyping his parents and Kurt has just had a shower, when they get to talk.

'Hey,' Kurt smiles, just a little, coming into the room after his shower.

Blaine returns the smile back, but it feels weird. Normally when Kurt's walking around with just a towel round his waist it leads to a blowjob, but not anymore, not tonight, and both of them are thinking about it which leads to a combined sense of awkwardness.

'We should probably talk' Kurt mutters, pulling on a T-shirt and pair of grey pants.

'Yeah,' Blaine replies, fidgeting with his fingers. He knows what he has to say- god knows how long he's repeating similar conversations to himself while in the shower but tonight he'll finally say it. And maybe, hopefully, Kurt will understand.

It's Christmas, who knows, maybe Kurt will even forgive him.

'Erm, well...' he starts, but is interrupted by Kurt.

'No, come sit with me.' Kurt pats the space on the bed beside him and Blaine joins him. 'Look, we know what happened, and I kind of know why what happened happened, just, tell me-tell me everything okay?'

He smiles at Blaine, but Blaine can sense the sadness, the desperation in Kurt's eyes which almost kills him. Kurt's already forgiven him, he's desperate to have Blaine and Blaine can tell Kurt's puzzled at that. Because, and they both know this, Kurt shouldn't be wanting to talk to Blaine. Kurt should be mad at the very idea of having Blaine sat on his bed.

'I guess I was just lonely- Iwaslonely,' Blaine begins, feeling Kurt's warm fingers firmly twist into his. 'You were in New York and I was- I was stuck in Ohio. Which sounds stupid cause-'

'No, it doesn't, just go on.'

'I just felt like you- like you didn't need me anymore, and maybe we weren't meant to be together.'

Kurt's hand suddenly clenches around Blaine's.

'Blaine, we're always going to be meant for each other. Maybe not as-as boyfriends, but we could never stop being friends okay?'

'Okay.' Blaine goes on. 'So this guy starts messaging me, right after I start thinking about all this, and he called me all these names, said all these nice things about me, and I know it was wrong Kurt, but it reminded me of you before we got too busy and had different time zones and everything so I felt I should move on and then I agreed to go to his house-are you?

Kurt's silently shaking, a tear's running down his cheek and he wipes it off with his hand.

'I'm sorry,' he sobs.

'No-no please Kurt, don't cry, please' Blaine's begging him, he doesn't' want to make Kurt cry again, he can't let himself do that to Kurt another time, last time killed.

'I just- I just miss you so much and the thought of us never being even friends againscaresme Blaine. I know why-'Kurt's still sobbing and has to pause to hiccup,'-why you did it, and It was partly my fault too, but I can't just keep you out of my life, I could never do that'.

Kurt tries to gather himself and put's his face in his hands for a few moments, attempting to steady himself, while Blaine awkwardly rubs his back, unsure of how much he's allowed to touch Kurt,they only just broke up for God's sake,

The rubbing does nothing, quite frankly it never was, and after a torturous 30 seconds Blaine puts his arm around Kurt's shoulders and is relieved when Kurt turns his head into Blaine's shoulder.

They may have broken up, been through cheating and only just talking together, but they could never stop being friends.