"Are you ready now, dude?" Finn groans, standing in the doorway of our bathroom. 

I put down my hair product, "What did I say about calling me dude, Finn?" 

He shrugs, and I put the product up, "Yeah, Im ready." 

"About time," Finn walks away, me following, "You took 20 more minutes to get ready than I did."

"Beauty has no time limit, Finn." 

"Yeah, yeah, yeah." My step-brother grumbles as we leave the house, excited to meet up with all of our friends for the first time in several months. 

We got situated in the car, and Finn starts it, "We have to pick up Sam by the way." 

I groan, "Really? We are already ten minutes late." 

"And whos fault is that, Kurt?" 

I opened my mouth to say something, but immediately closed it, knowing it was definitely and entirely my own fault. 

The ride was silent until we picked up Sam from his house. He got in, talking about how excited he was. Ever since the moment he got in, to the second we arrived at Breadstix, he didnt stop talking. He went from talking about how he missed us and the others, to telling us about his awkward text conversations with Mercedes, even to what he and his family ate for dinner last night. 

Finn and I added little input to his subjects. We agreed or disagreed, or just told him what we thought about it before hed interrupt again. 

When we arrived, I didnt hesitate to open the door and get out as soon as Finn parked his car. I didnt even wait for the two as I sped walked into the restaurant, already annoyed. 

"Im here for the Berry group." Its probably no surprise that Rachel is the one who set this all up. She had thought everyone needed a reunion, even though our last one ended up terrible. 

That time, Mercedes and Sam ended up yelling at each other from across the house, Finn and Rachel were pretty much making out the entire time, Quinn and Santana were basically killing each other with silent glares, and that is the same night Blaine and I broke up. I havent spoke to him since, either. 

I followed the waitress as she directed me to a table near the back, where I could tell everyone was already there, only a few seats empty. 

"Kurt! You made it!" Rachel stood, coming to me, and embracing me in a tight hug. 

"Wouldnt miss it for the world." I laugh slightly, and then Finn and Sam come in behind me, and Rachel goes to greet them. 

I find a seat empty between Tina and Artie. I looked down the table a bit, and shared eye contact with Blaine. He was already staring at me. I gave a small smile to him, in which he returned. 

The night went smoothly for the most part. We all caught each other up in the important things in their lives. Brittany and Santana got back together, Puck and Quinn started to date once more, and Blaine has a new love interest. He says its nothing serious, but I had to look away once he was speaking, the whole group glancing to me. 

When he finished talking about it, I had to excuse myself to the bathroom, not being able to look anyone in the eye. I sat in the bathroom for who knows how long. Blaine walked in after a while, seeing me sitting on the counter, my knees up to my face. 

"Hey, Kurt." I heard him say. 

Though I didnt look at him, or want to respond, I did, "Hi." 

"You okay? Youve been in here a while." He sounded generally worried for me.

I shrug, "Perfectly fine, Blaine." 

He didnt respond, looking at me fondly, "His name is Ben, by the way." 

I felt my head get hot, and my breath hitched in my throat, "Is he nice?" 

"Yeah, hes great."

I held back from rolling my eyes, "Thats good. You deserve greatness." 

"But, Kurt, hes no you." 

I didnt stop myself when I looked at him, "What do you mean?"

"I mean," he walked closer to me, carefully, as if Id hurt him if hed get to close,  "Ben is perfect. He likes me, and I definitely like him." 

I looked away again, why is he telling me that? I dont want to know about his love life if Im not a part of it anymore. 

"Hes everything Id want. In fact, hes probably to good for me. Hes just right in every single possible way, but one." 

"What? Hes not gay?" I let out a sarcastic tone, not meaning to. 

Blaine sighs, "No, Kurt. Hes no you. Hes not Kurt Hummel. Hes not my Kurt Hummel." 

He came even closer to me, and I put my legs down off of the counter, "What does that even mean, Blaine?" 

"It means," He tries to take his hand in mine, but I pull it away quickly, shaking my head, so he continues, "You were my first love. The only person I trusted with my whole life. You were my first boyfriend, my first time, my first everything, Kurt. I dont want to lose that because of some stupid fight we had three months ago." 

"Then why did you tell everyone about Ben, why are you and him thinking about becoming a couple?" 

"I thought that if I said it out loud for everyone to hear that I was over you and Ive moved on, Id believe it myself and itd become true. It didnt, Kurt. In fact, I realized how much I need you in my life. You balanced me out, you made me who I am today." 

I looked at him, and hes standing helplessly in front of me, as I sit on this bathroom counter, "Have you kissed Ben?" 

He takes a while to respond, but then nods ever so slightly, "Yeah. I have." 

A piece of my heart breaks, "Oh," I look down, "Did you enjoy it." 

Again, he waits to respond, "Not one bit." 

I couldnt help a smile placing itself on my lips, "Would you enjoy it if I kissed you right now?" I didnt dare to look at him. 

"Hell yeah." 

I gave him no warning as I took his hand, and pulled him to me, crashing my lips onto his. His hands automatically held my waist, and I put my hand on his chest, my other hand getting lost in his hair. 

"Ive missed you so much, Kurt." He sighed against my lips. 

I nodded, kissing him again before talking, "Me too, Blaine." 

Our lips slide together, and his tongue grazes over my lips. Just as I opened my mouth to let it in, the toilet flushes and a bathroom stall opens. We part and see someone is standing there, a surprised look on their face. 

"Id hate to disrupt this, but I need to wash my hands." 

I blush furiously, and jump off the counter, Blaines arms hooked around me. The man smiles, and moves to the counter I was siting on, turning the water on. 

I take a sideways glance to Blaine, and his face is red, his hair slightly messed up because of me.

Once the man finishes, he starts walking out, nodding to us, "You may continue if youd like." Then left.

"Oh my god, thats so embarrassing." I laugh into Blaines shoulder. 

I felt his chest rise and fall as he laughs, "I know, and that totally ruined my evening." 

I looked at him, standing straight, "Well, if you want, we can leave this joint and finish up what we started at my place. My dad and Carole are out for a dinner party, too, tonight, and Finns bound to stay at Rachels." 

Blaine smirks slightly, "Id enjoy that. Lets go, Ill drive assuming you came with Finn."

I nod, and take his hand, rushing out of the mens bathroom, and going to our group table, "Me and Blaine are heading out, were beat and its getting late." 

A few of them whistled, and the girls have knowing looks. My favorite, though, was the disgusted look on Finns face. 

"See you guys later." Blaine states, grabbing his leftovers, and we sped walked to the exit, excited for the rest of the night.