Kurt was brushing his teeth when he heard it.

"You think Im pretty without any makeup on..."

He spat into the sink and wiped his mouth, listening intently for more. After a series of watery smacks, he got his wish-

"You think Im funny," the voice sang, "when I tell the punch line wrong... I know you get me, so I let my walls come down- down..."

Almost in a trance, Kurt moved closer to his shower and sat on the edge of the tub. As a student at an Academy for Dramatic Arts, hed come across a lot of talent- but never a voice at crystal clear as this mans.

The irony of finding talent in the shower was not lost on him; hed heard all about Mr. Schuester discovering Finn in the boys locker room and Rachel finding Brody in the bathroom on campus, but hed laughed to himself over the idiotic, starry eyed gazes that theyd both sported for weeks.

Now, however...

"Before you met me, I was alright but things were kind of heavy," the man continued belting out, "you brought me to life, now every February youll be my Valentine- Valentine..."

Kurt resisted the urge to lean closer to the far wall, determined to keep a at least as shred of his self respect. But good lord, this man had a voice.

"Lets go all the way tonight, no regrets- just love..."

He was hypnotized at this point, he was sure of it. Hed never heard such an amazing voice outside of NYADA- and even there it was a stretch.

"We can dance until we die, you and I will be young forever-"

Kurt opened his mouth before he could stop himself.

"You make me feel like Im living a teenage dream," he sang along with just enough volume to be heard through the wall. The line was followed by the loud bang of a falling bottle and Kurt resisted the urge to giggle. "Keep going," he urged.

"The way you turn me on-"

"I cant sleep-"

"Lets run away and dont ever look back-"

"Dont ever look back," they harmonized and Kurt grinned so wide that his cheeks ached.

"My names Blaine," the man told him after a silent moment.

"Kurt," his smile widened and he covered his face with his hands. If this man looked anywhere near as good as he sounded, Kurt was was a goner.

"Do you make a habit of eavesdropping on men in their showers, Kurt?" Blaine teased and the faint sound of the water abruptly shut off.

"Oh, of course," he giggled.

"You have a lovely voice, by the way," Blaine commented. "Id love to hear more of it some time."

"Likewise," Kurt agreed. "Perhaps without the shower?"

"Id like that," Blaine told him.

Maybe this whole finding people in the shower thing wasnt as stupid as hed thought.