Kurt Hummel ....Knocks on Blaine's door, rose in hand.

Blaine ... Smooths down my clothes for the hundredth time and finally opens the door to see Kurt there, a wide smile on my face. "Hey."

Kurt Hummel "Hey there handsome." I say with a smile a mile wide. I hand you the rose. "for you."

Blaine I let my mouth fall open a little as you hold out the flower, "Kurt you... thank you so much." I lean in and press a kiss to your cheek. "It's beautiful. Although..." I look you up and down briefly just once. "I still think you're the most attractive thing here... more beautiful than any flower. Come on in for a second, I need to get some shoes." I smile and stand back so that you can come into my apartment.

Kurt Hummel Blushing at your compliment, I walk in and look around "Nice place...How long have you been here?

Blaine I quickly head into the kitchen and add just a little water to a thin vase my mom had bought for me at Christmas, sliding the single rose into the glass. "Umm... about a year and a half I think..." I mentally count over the months, "Yeah, just over a year and a half." I walk into the living room portion of the flat and over to the cupboard I use for coats, shoes and my cleaning supplies. I pull out a pair of simple black shoes that compliment my outfit nicely and perch on a couch to slip them on quickly tying the laces and standing up, patting my pockets to check I have my wallet and cell phone. "Okay... i think that's everything. Unless you wanted a drink first that is, I have a well stocked refrigerator right now..." I smile at you.

Kurt Hummel "hmmm, tempting, but maybe later." I wink. "I'm ready if you are. You look great by the way." I smile softly at you.

Blaine "Thanks." I smile, grabbing my jacket and pulling it on holding out a hand for you to take as we head to the door. We stop for a moment so I can set my alarm system before finally heading out of the door and towards the staircase of my building.

Kurt Hummel I take your hand, enjoying the closeness of it. We walk quietly for a minute or two "Do you mind if we stop for drinks with the gang after dinner? It seems really important to Quinn that we all go."

Blaine I smile across at you, "Of course I don't mind. It'll be nice to see the guys outside of the office." It's then that I hear the upsettingly familiar noise of the boys from the ground floor flat. They're waiting behind their front door for me to pass. Just like they always do. Except this time... it's not just me. "Shit. Okay. Kurt... there's... you remember I told you about the guys in my building who're... well they're pretty damn homophobic. I... the chances are they're going to try something. I don't know whether it'll just be stupid name calling or whether they'll actually try something physical again I just... I'm sorry... I should have arranged to meet you at Breadsticks... this is my fault."

Kurt Hummel "Wait, they tried something physical with you? Oh, hell no" I feel the weight of my badge and my gun on me. "Do you mind if I scare the hell out of them if they say something."

I don't let go of your hand and try to give you a reassuring look

Blaine "It was never like... serious assault. The worst thing that happened was a bruise on my back when they backed me into a wall. I've told the guy who owns the place but he won't do anything about it. I just... I don't know..." I bite my lip and consider the possibilities if you actually manage to make a difference... "I... okay... I guess so. Just... please be careful."

Kurt Hummel "Don't worry" I smile. "I've got this." I see the two boys come out from an apartment laughing and walking our direction. "Ah look who it is, the little queer's got a fairy friend with him today.' the larger one says to the other. "I thought we told you not to bring your faggoty ass around here." the other one says to you. I step in front of you protectively. "What are you, in high school?" I ask the two boys giving them my best bitch glare. "Are you talking back to me?" the first boy asks raising his fists. I pull out my badge. "You don't want to do that, NYPD" I smirk at him "And right now you're guilty of harassment, and assault, and threatening a police officer. Now I could have your ignorant asses run down to the station, but as you can see, I have a date tonight, and would much rather be with my boyfriend. So I suggest you scurry back to whatever hole you crawled out of, and don't even look at him cross eyed again or I will have you arrested." I say putting away my badge but as I do ensuring they see my gun as well. The two boys look stunned.

Part 2

Blaine I can tell I'm shaking. And it's immensely embarrassing. When it's just the bullies there, being afraid is okay. But now it's Kurt too. Brave Kurt, policeman Kurt and I'm just the stupid scaredy-cat doctor guy now. All I can do is follow Kurt's lead and head towards the exit of the building, trying not to show how much those words shake me up every time I hears them. The flashbacks of that night in high school back in full force now. "Stay down queer! It's where you belong! Faggot!" I'm not paying the slightest bit of attention to anything else as we leave the building, and my foot slips on the last step down onto the sidewalk, making me fall backwards and land flat on my ass on the steps.

Kurt Hummel "Oh my gosh, Blaine.. are you okay?" I say concerned, seeing you fall. I hold out my hand to help you up.

Blaine: I smile up at you weakly and accept your hand, standing up with you. "I'll be fine. I am a doctor after all. I can medicate my butt later if I need to." I joke rather pathetically. "Let's... let's just forget about that start there and go to dinner right?" I ask still holding onto your hand.

Kurt Hummel I notice that you're shaking and upset. I stop walking and gently pull you closer to me "Blaine, are you okay? Really?"

Blaine I nod and try to calm myself down, breathing deeply. "Yeah I'm fine. I just hate those guys. Every time they say anything to me I get these... flashbacks. About high school. After I was attacked I had this kind of... mini... breakdown really. Nightmares, panic attacks... it was pretty bad. Those guys doing what they do just brings it all back a bit... I'll be fine in a bit I promise. I don't want them to ruin this." I whisper the last part leaning my forehead against yours long enough that I can put my mask back on and be okay Blaine for a little while as I calm back down, "So... Mr. Hummel would you accompany me to dinner?"

Kurt Hummel "Proudly" I say, picking up that you want to drop the subject. Normally I would try to get you to talk more about it, but tonight is about us, I think and I want it to be perfect. I kiss you gently on the lips and take your hand. We walk to my car. I pull my keys out and open the passenger door for you.

Blaine I smile back at you and press a kiss to your cheek before climbing into the car and waiting for you to set off.

Kurt Hummel I get in the driver's side and pull on my seat belt and start the engine and drive off. The radio plays softly in the background. I hear Teenage Dream by Katy Perry come on the radio and smile at you. "You know this song?" I ask with a wink.

Blaine "You know I do." I chuckle softly, humming along until it gets to the chorus when I quietly sing the words along with the track. "Don't ever look back, don't ever look back"

Kurt Hummel I sing along for a few bars as well. "Damn boy you can sing. No wonder they made you lead soloist." I remark.

Blaine "You have an amazing voice too. My group would have killed for a voice like yours. I would have been knocked off the top spot for sure. I mean a countertenor is like all male show choir gold." I point out. "Man, Wes would have cried." I laugh at the idea and keep on singing nudging you ever so gently to encourage you to join in again.

Kurt Hummel Imma get your heart racing in my skin tight jeans be your teenage dream tonight" I sing along with you. "let you put your hands on me in my skintight jeans, be your teenage dream tonight." I continue to sing as we drive. Pretty soon we are pulling up to the restaurant. I park the car and get out to open the door for you.

Blaine I climb out and, like I had on the way into the car, I press a swift kiss to your cheek. "I might not be a teenager anymore but you're way better than a dream. I know that much." I grin goofily, fully aware of just how cheesy the words I'd just said were.

Kurt:  "I don't know about teenager, but you get my heart racing, in those skintight jeans" I say allowing my self to check you out a bit as we head in.  

Part 3

Blaine "I was hoping you'd like my outfit choice." I laughed quietly as we headed into the restaurant and were shown to our table.

Kurt Hummel "I most definitely approve." I say looking at you affectionately. I open my menu and look it over. The waitress comes to take our drink order. "I'll have a diet coke please." I say to her.

Blaine I order the same drink and she gives us a few more moments to look over the menu. "You're not allergic to anything are you?" I ask. "I just... when I was in med school, my first solo case actually. It was a girl who'd had an allergic reaction to something her boyfriend had had for breakfast. I don't want to take any chances there... It's also good to know in case I ever end up cooking you dinner..."

Kurt Hummel "No, I'm not allergic to anything." I smile at your thoughtfulness. "How about you? You know, in case I ever cook for you."

Blaine "Yeah, actually I am. I'm allergic to kiwi fruit so... careful with your desert choice I guess...although basically I just avoid fruit platters and I'm good." I shrug. The waitress comes over and I choose the ravioli. "What are you having Kurt?"

Kurt Hummel Giving the menu a final glance I fold it back up and say. "I'll have the fettuccine alfredo please." The waitress writes that down and I turn back to you. "Kiwi huh? I guess its a good thing I don't like it at all." I smile. "So I want to hear all about your life saving exploits, tell me about a time when you were able to save someone."

Blaine I think for a moment... "Well... bare in mind that I picked becoming a coroner really early on in my training so I never really got to do all that much life saving stuff... I guess..." I think back to the most dramatic case I can think of, "Okay so if a person can't breathe on their own for some reason we intubate them. We had this one guy who'd been in a coma for about 3 months and he was on a ventilator because no one could figure out what was wrong with his throat. but one of the doctors had this idea to steadily increase the size of the tube we gave him so that he might just adjust and eventually get back to having a normal sized windpipe. So I was there to watch and they were changing his tube, but they couldn't get the new one in. I'd only done it about 4 times before at that point and it wasn't normally for someone with a swollen trachea and the senior doctors were freaking because they couldn't get it and I just stepped in and got it first time. I also diagnosed him 2 days later. Although that was kind of a fluke. I was watching the discovery channel because Project Runway had been a repeat." I laugh. "Okay, your turn. A life you've saved sergeant." I smile cheekily.

Kurt Hummel I look at you, impressed..."Well if I ever need intubated, I'll have them call you! Or maybe if I need mouth to mouth. I'm somewhat familiar with your skills in that area." I smile saucily at you. I search my memory for a good case. "Back about 6 years ago Hudson, Fabray, Puckerman and I were all working this missing persons case. It was a 5 year old little boy missing. It came to us because the suspect was a known child predator. Well Fabray managed to track the guy down through CODUS. We had to work fast. Sometimes in these cases you only have hours to find them. So we find where he is, this abandoned building. Swat is backing us up. The perp is holding the kid at gunpoint Hudson and Puckerman have guns pointed at him. Fabray and I come in the back door, I see that he is about to shoot and I come from behind and tackle him. Fabray grabs the kid to safety. I ended up getting grazed by the bullet in the arm as I tackled him." I recall the feeling of the bullet grazing my arm and the feeling of seeing the kid safely in Fabrays arms.

Blaine lets his jaw drop for what must be the fourth time that night. "You've been shot? Thats... wow... the worst I've ever gotten from work was a black eye from this girl's dad... I was chosen to perform a certain exam... her dad didn't approve... I just... I can't... just promise me you won't get shot again okay? I don't know what I'd do if you got hurt..." I bite my lip and reach out a hand across the table to take yours.

Kurt Hummel I squeeze your hand. "Blaine, you know I can't promise that...I mean, I'll try my darndest not too and I'll be as careful as possible, but you've been around us long enough to know....Bad things happen."

Blaine I look down at my hands. "I know. I just... when... when you were in Chicago... I had this nightmare. And it was you on on my table... I mean I know they wouldn't let me do that because of how close we are and everything but I just... I don't ever want that to happen. I care about you so much. So you had better damn try. Like... really, really try." I say intently, my eyes locking on yours, only to be interrupted as the waitress returns with out food.

Kurt Hummel I thank the waitress who brings our food. After she leaves I look back at you seriously. "Blaine, I really really care about you too. I mean, I'm not the type to date casually. But I need to know that you're not going to bolt if I have a bad day, or if something bad happens."

Blaine "No. Kurt no, of course not. I'm not going to ditch you for that." I really hope you can tell how sincere I am about it. "I have bad days too remember. I mean, yeah my chances of getting shot are way lower but I have days where I get 3 kids on my table. Or a mother of 2 kids. Or a newlywed. Or whatever and it just sucks to be me, because I'm the one who stands there and tells them 'I'm sorry for your loss' when if it was me I'd be so completely lost. I just come home feeling like the biggest piece of crap possible. I understand that it's part of our jobs." I nod, shrugging just a little before I continue on, "I warn you now though Kurt, if you go and get yourself shot I'll probably ground you for a month or something so you can't get in any more trouble"

Kurt Hummel I chuckle at the grounding part. "Good, I was actually kind of nervous to bring that up." I take a few bites of food. "You know I'll be here for you when you have bad days too, right? I know that some days the job just sucks, so whatever you need... you can tell me.  I search your eyes really wanting you to know that I mean that.

Blaine I nod and bite my lip. "We'll support each other. Through all of it." I say quietly, sliding my foot to touch yours under the table, just so that I have some kind of connection to you as we eat. "Okay... new question. If you could live anywhere that isn't New York... where would it be?"

Kurt Hummel hmm I'm pretty much a New Yorker now, I guess, but I think someplace like Paris or London would be amazing to live in. I don't know though, all through out high school I was determined to make it to New York. I thrill at the touch of your foot, I smile to my self "What about you? Where would you live?"

Blaine "I figured maybe somewhere sunnier, like LA or something... or maybe San Francisco... My brother lives out that way so it could be a really cool idea... I love New York though. I don't really see me ever living anywhere else if I can help it..."

Kurt Hummel "I know what you mean. Central Park, Broadway, It doesn't get much better than that. So how long have you lived in New York?"

Blaine "Ever since I graduated high school." I answered quickly. "You know how old I am so I'll let you do the math." I smile a little and snatch another piece of pasta from my plate. "Although I did graduate high school a year behind so... I guess that'll change your calculations... So... like 11 or 12 years, I'd be more precise but I hate math and you get the gist from that. It's been a while. How about you?"

Kurt Hummel About the same, like 12 years. I came here right after high school to go to Parsons. I originally wanted to go to NYADA, but I didn't get accepted there. I transferred to NYU after I was attacked to get my degree in Criminal Justice. I'm glad I transferred though. I like my job."

Blaine "You're very good at it too." I smile. "You're like a real life superhero or something. You know? Like they all have a bad, pivotal moment and then they become crime fighters. Like Batman's parents died, Spider Man's uncle died... Captain America got beefed up with a super machine... Iron Man got kidnapped... Only difference is we live in the real world. And you're the closest thing I can think of to a superhero... Everything you do for the people around here. And in other cities... it's incredible Kurt. I mean sure I kinda help but it's like... I'm Albert or something... or Aunt May... I just help a bit and boost the superhero... But I'm not really a sidekick... cause that's what the other people in your department are..." I lose myself in thought, contemplating these ideas and I can't help but feel a tiny bit unimportant.

Kurt Hummel " Aww come on, You are no sidekick or whatever, and I'm no superhero." I blush. "but I couldn't be prouder of being your date tonight. You couldn't be a sidekick anyway, you're definitely leading man material." I find myself wishing you understood how I see you and how important you are to me. I settle for taking a few more bites of food. "If anything, I'm more of a sassy gay sidekick than superhero."

Blaine I grin and chuckle lightly. "But haven't you noticed though? All the doctors in comic books are bad guys! Maybe I'm a bad guy and you just don't know it yet..." I pop the last piece of ravioli into my mouth and then take a sip of my water, waiting for you to finish your meal. "I guess that's another one we'll just have to agree to disagree on. Cause I totally think you're hero material." Once your plate is clear too I reach my hand across the table again, loving the way I can do this now. Just hold your hand, run my thumb over your soft skin... There's a part of me that wants to drag you out of there and press you against a wall outside and kiss you and kiss you, but I tell that part of my brain to behave and instead I ask, "Do you maybe want to split a desert? I'd like one but I don't know if I can manage a whole one..."

Kurt Hummel I lace my fingers into yours. "Yeah, I could go for that, how does cheesecake sound?" I say softly allowing myself to stare into your eyes. "Quinn says she'd text me when the gang is ready to head to the bar, so what do you say we had back to your place for a bit after dinner." Images of you kissing me senseless float around in my head but I try to stay in the moment, the feel our fingers intertwined, your sexy hazel eyes fixed on mine.

Blaine "I'm yet to find any chef who's ever put kiwi fruit in a cheesecake so that sounds perfect to me." I smile, "That plan sounds great to me. I do have that well stocked fridge after all and the bar's only like 2 blocks down we can walk that far." I can feel rather than see a pair of eyes on as and look over to see the waitress staring. She blushes slightly and comes to take our plates. I order the cheesecake while she's there and once she's gone again I turn my full attention back to you. "Okay, getting to know you question... okay I've lost track of what number this is... but... What is normally your drink of choice when at a bar or in your reasonably dashing date's apartment?"

Kurt Hummel My drink of choice at my incredibly handsome and sexy date's apartment?" I say attempting to sound seductive, but thinking I probably sound like a dork. "Hmm probably vodka and cranberry juice." The cheesecake comes, and I take a few bites and push it towards you. ""mmm this is really good cheesecake

Blaine "Just as well I restocked my fridge then isn't it? I definitely have cranberry juice now." I wink at you and instantly regret it because there is no way in hell that I looked good doing that. Why the hell would I wink anyway? Instead I take a forkful of the offered cheesecake and hum approvingly, "You're right that is good." I nod. I pick up a reasonable amount on my fork and offer it out to you.

Kurt Hummel "mmm, delicious" I say as i take the bite. I think to myself If I'm this turned on by you feeding me cheesecake, I am in definite trouble. "Be careful, I could really get used to this..." I murmur as we finish the cheesecake. The check comes and I grab it be for you can. "This is on me" I say as I hand the waitress my credit card.

Blaine "Fine." I grudgingly agree, "But I'm getting the next one. And your first drink at the bar tonight." I offer so that it feels a little more balanced. Once the waitress has sorted the whole thing out I stand up quickly and hold out my arm for you to take. "What do you say I get you that drink now?"

Kurt Hummel I take your arm, daring the staring in the booth across from us to make something of it. "I'll agree to the drink at the bar, but let's get back to your place." I whisper "because if your lips are not on mine in the next 15 minutes I may spontaneously combust." I grin cheekily at you.

Part 4

Blaine "Glad it's not just me who feels like that." I can't help but beam at you as we head over to your car. We manage to make it back to my flat in record time, running up the stairs to make it in your allotted 15 minutes. Perhaps less than second after I've closed the door I've pulled you into my arms fully pressing our foreheads together and at long last finally letting our lips gently brush for the first time that evening.

Kurt Hummel electricity runs through me as we kiss, and I long to be closer "you know" I whisper "I'm usually kind of a control freak, but there is one area of my life that I am willing to let you take control of." I close my eyes, kiss you, and allow my tongue to explore your mouth. 

Blaine: I willingly lean up to meet your kiss, mirroring the action and letting my tongue run along your lower lip before slipping it into your mouth. "Does that mean I get to kiss you whenever I want? Because I am totally down with that." I smile and bring my lips back to yours eager hot and steamy. I don't hesitate before letting out tongues dance together, somehow using this as an opportunity to slowly shuffle us both towards the soft couches in the room next door, careful not to break the kiss. "Just so you know..." I whisper against your mouth, "I'm so, completely yours too. Whatever you want, I want too. Well... within reason I guess" I smile and press my lips to your cheek and then in a trail down your neck.

Kurt Hummel "uh huh, you can kiss me where ever, when ever...." I lean back into the couch and moan softly as you unbutton my shirt. and continue the trail of kisses. My fingers curl gently into your back my hand continues down your back until I get to your waist where your shirt is tucked in. My eyes ask silent permission to undo your shirt

 Blaine "I like the sound of that." I whisper, and I kiss along your collarbone. "And you know that goes both ways. You can kiss me anytime you want too." I take a moment to help you pull off my shirt completely, leaning down to kiss you passionately on the lips again once I'm free of the fabric.

Kurt Hummel I run my hands along your back melting away into the kisses. "God, I thought you looked good with your shirt on. But seeing you with your shirt off, I have a definite preference." I say my voice husky and low. My hands continue down your back over your belt and pants to your butt which i gently squeeze. Your lips find that spot on my neck behind my ear, as they do I softly moan again. "I am so yours."

Blaine I can feel my face flush deep red at the compliment and I can't help the groan that escapes me as your hands squeeze at my ass. I'd never imagined this as a possible outcome for the night, but I don't want to stop. Not now, not ever. I carry on kissing at your neck, your collarbone, your chest, stopping at a point I know is low enough that it won't be seen when you're in uniform and I carefully, suck and nip and kiss, making a small mark.

Kurt Hummel I kiss along you neck and run my fingers through your hair, eventually meeting your eyes. My hands cup your face. "Blaine", I say softly, "I hope you're prepared to be stuck with me for a while, because I am seriously falling for you."

Blaine: I lean forward to kiss you soundly on the mouth again. Trying to show you without words that I feel the same way, then realizing I haven't actually said it I pull back just far enough that I can tell you, "I'm glad it's not just me who's falling... I... you're incredible Kurt... I couldn't not fall for you. And I am the luckiest guy on the planet if you even feel remotely the same way about me."

Kurt Hummel I lace my fingers in with yours and pull your arms up around my shoulders and hold you tight. "I guess we must have done something right then huh? To have found each other?" I smile as I whisper. I kiss you squarely on the lips. A small smirk comes to my face. "I gotta tell you though..." I chuckle "if we don't cool down for a bit, I am not going to want to stop because....just...Damn!" I laugh as I move my hands down to your rear and give it a playful pat.

Blaine "Whatever I did I am so damn glad I did it." I grin at you, humming softly as you kiss me. "Kurt you're... you are everything I've ever dreamed about." I whisper, cupping your cheek. "If you.... if you want to... not stop or... something. I... I made a mistake in my first year of med school... And I know that you're not.... not that guy... but I made myself a promise because of him. I never go... all the way on first dates... A-and I know we had coffee that time but this still feels like our first... date date... I mean you have no idea how bad I want that... want you. But I... don't know if I actually can..." I bite my lip and try to take in your face to see how you feel about my confession, "I mean... we can do stuff... I'm definitely up for stuff. I just... yeah... I'm sorry..."

Kurt Hummel "Don't you even be sorry, I feel the same way...Some things are worth waiting for." I look up at you and rub your shoulders reassuringly. "So"..... "In order to let cooler heads prevail, why don't we have that drink you were gonna make earlier?" 

Blaine "That-uh- that sounds like a good plan to me." I nod, even though my whole body is aching, telling me not to stop. I carefully stand up, adjusting my pants a little and heading to the kitchen, returning with the things I'll need for both our drinks and setting them on the table. I make a vodka cranberry for you first and a 'Sex on the Beach' for myself. But before either of us take a sip I also pour a shot of tequila in two shot glasses. One for you one for me. "I figured that if we're going to drink we might as well do it properly." I slide the shot glass towards you, but rather than give you the salt and lime I trail the corner of an ice cube along a tiny amount of my collarbone following the trail with the salt. "Mr Hummel. You will only receive your delicious cranberry beverage after completing this shot" I place the wedge backwards in my mouth so that you can bite it straight out of my mouth and look at you expectantly.

Kurt Hummel I saunter over to you slowly not breaking eye contact. I push you gently toward the wall and pin both of your hands above your head. "you, sir, are under arrest for being too damn irresistible..." I am standing chest to chest with you. I gently nip along your neck and your shoulders. At the edge of your shoulder blade I suck long enough that I know it will leave a mark. I make a trail of kisses back along your shoulders to your neck, and eventually toward your cheek and your lips. When I get to your lips i don't go for the lime wedge immediately, but tease you by acting like I'm going for it several times before I actually do.

Blaine I can't help but groan at the teasing and I can't help but feel that having my hands pinned like that might just be the hottest damn thing that has ever happened to me. "So much for c-cooling down huh?" I smile and lean in to kiss you again, my hands still above my head in some kind of surrender, completely at your mercy because I would do anything you wanted.

Kurt Hummel I take the lime wedge out of my mouth and kiss you deeply on the lips.. "You started it." I smile. I let go of your hands and we head back over to the table and take our shots. Sitting back on the couch I curl up next to you and put my head on your shoulder. "Some night huh?" I smile at you contently.

Blaine:  Some night." I echo, my arms curling around you, pulling you in even closer. I shift our position a little so that your leaning against my chest instead of my shoulder, we're all but lying down and it's much easier to hold you close and press a kiss to your lips again. "I can't remember the last time I was this happy..." I whisper, moving one hand to brush a strand of hair from your forehead.

Kurt Hummel "mmmm, Me neither." I murmur. "After all the craziness of the week, this is just what I needed, something normal, peaceful, you know?" We sit in the quiet for awhile. I am completely relaxed just enjoying being in your arms, listening to your heartbeat.