My life was looking up. I was living in New York as a student at NYADA, and I was living with my Fiancé Blaine. We had finally picked a date for the wedding, and we had starting the whole planning process. My old roommate Rachel was making her own TV show in L.A. leaving the apartment to just Blaine and I. Yes.. life was most certainly looking bright.

I walked in the apartment to find Blaine cooking in the kitchen. I walked up behind him and wrapped my arms around his waist. Blaine turned around in my arms smiling. "Hello beautiful, how was your day?" he kissed the tip of my nose and turned back to the food on the stove.

"Good. School was boring. I'm just happy to be home with you." Smiling ear to ear, I went to the refrigerator and pulled out some orange juice. "so, what smells so good?"

"My delicious homemade mac and cheese. I don't know, I felt like going all out tonight." He continued to stir the dish. I went over and hopped up on the counter next to the stove.

"oh yum. I love your cooking." Blaine smirked up at me and continued to stir. I quietly drank my orange juice. It was a comfortable silence. Speaking wasn't needed. Blaine continued to make dinner, and I sat watching him until my phone went off in the other room where I had left his bag.

I walked over to it and unlocked the screen, only to see I had a text from Rachel asking me to call her. "It's Rachel, I wonder what's going on." Kurt yelled into the kitchen. I pulled up her phone number and called her. When she answered I said "Hey girl how's L.A.?"

"oh Kurt!" Rachel cried into her phone. "Something horrible has happened!"

"oh my god are you ok?! What happened?" I somewhat shouted into the phone. This drew Blaine's attention as he walked into the living room wiping his hands on a kitchen towel. He gave me a confused and worried look, asking what was going on.

Rachel on the other end was crying hysterically. She could barely speak she was such a mess. Finally she calmed down some and started to explain.

"My show got canceled! The producers thought it was too realistic and that they didn't want a new drama show. So as soon as we finished filming the Pilot, they fired me!" she started crying again and I took this time to retell everything to Blaine who was standing beside me.

"Put her on speaker, we can calm her down together." Blaine said to me. "Rachel? It's me Blaine." He said once I switched the mode. "So what are you going to do now? Are you going to stay in L.A.?"

Rachel stopped sobbing long enough to take a deep calming breath. "No, actually that's why I wanted to talk to you, well both of you." She paused for a moment before continuing. "I was thinking about coming back to New York."

"That's great!" I exclaimed. "well its obviously not great that you lost your show, but you're coming back! We've missed you and your annoying attitude so much!" I heard Rachel laugh quietly to that so I knew she would be ok.

"Well that's the thing. If I come back ill have nowhere to stay. That's the real reason I wanted to talk to you guys. I was wondering if I could stay with you for a few weeks till I get back on track in New York."

At this I looked up at Blaine who seemed to be waiting for my answer. Honestly, I had no clue what to say, we had been enjoying the fact we were alone in the apartment. It really made me feel like we were moving on with our lives, and here was Rachel practically begging to come back and live with us.

"Kurt, Blaine, really I don't intent to stay. I'm really looking for a place to just crash for a bit. I was thinking since Mercedes was coming back to New York from her tour in about a week, we would look for an apartment together." There was another pause where no one spoke. I looked to Blaine again for his opinion only to see him softly smiling at me. He knew I would love it if she came back to New York, but he also knew that I didn't want to share our home again, especially after living alone together for three months. On the other hand, Mercedes was on her way back from tour, and I had talked to her about finding her a roommate. So if Rachel was to get fired at any time, this was as good as any.

I looked down at my phone to make sure Rachel hadn't hung up, then looked back at Blaine and gave him a little smile. He nodded, agreeing with me that it was the right thing to do.

"Yeah Rachel", I said aloud to the phone but I continued to stare lovingly at Blaine. "Of course you can stay here for a while. And I had been talking to Mercedes just last week on how she was going to look for a new roommate when she got back here. When do you plan on coming back? We can set up your old room if you'd like."

Even before I finished speaking there were girly squeals coming from the other end. "Oh thank you Kurt! Thank you Blaine! I promise I won't be a bother!" At this I chuckled and asked my questions again. "I was thinking about catching the first flight outta here. My plane leaves tonight, so I think I'll be arriving in New York around noon tomorrow."

"Great!" Blaine said before looking around the apartment and suddenly swearing under his breath. There was smoke coming from the kitchen as he ran in to save his pasta.

"is everything ok?" Rachel asked.

"Yeah, Blaine's just trying to burn the place down. Call me when your flight has landed ok? Ive got to go." I said as I got up and went into the kitchen.

"Ok. And thanks again! Talk to you soon!" She said her final farewells and then hung up.

When I got off the phone I looked up to see Blaine trying to scrape the burnt pieces off the top of the macaroni. I laughed and went over to hug him from behind again. I sighed against his neck in happiness. "So, seeing as we aren't going to be alone for a while after this, what do you want to do tonight?"

Blaine looked over his shoulder and gave me the most loving of kisses. "Let's eat and just see where the night takes us" he whispered against my lips. I smiled and kissed him again.