"Kurt, can I run something by you?"

"What's that?" Kurt asked, still fixing his hair in the mirror.

"I just got offered to be Tony in the play," Blaine said and paused. He thought this would come as a shock to Kurt, but he just continued playing with his hair.

"I told them to let me think about it because I know that you really wanted to play him," he continued when he realized he wasn't going to get a reaction. Kurt continued to mess with his already perfect hair.

"I wasn't going to say yes without asking you, so if you could say something…" he paused again, still nothing. "Kurt, could you look at me?"

Kurt closed his locker and turned to Blaine, "I think you should go for it."

"Really?"

"My dreams of going to New York City were already ruined when I saw all of those kids who have been working their perfect little asses off since they were in the womb. I shouldn't have deluded myself by thinking that this play was going to get me in. You, on the other hand, are and were completely amazing. You deserve to play Tony."

"Kurt, you are amazing. If it takes you being Tony in the play for you to see that then the part is all yours." Kurt smiled and hugged his boyfriend. His mood changed within seconds.

"Blaine Joshua Anderson, I love you! Oh, gosh, I have to prepare. I need to be less Lady Gaga, more Jo Calderone." Blaine couldn't help but to swoon over Kurt, he was adorable. He had no idea who the hell Jo Calderone was, though.

"Alright, New Kurt, just don't change too much. I happen to love the Kurt you are right now," Blaine leaned in and kissed him. "As much as I don't want to, I really have to go," he said as he pulled away.

As he walked away Kurt saw his campaign posters and remembered what Brittany said. She was just as special as Kurt was. So was Blaine. Why shouldn't he have a chance to show everyone how special he is? All this time Kurt had been thinking about what's best for him, but never about Blaine.

"Wait, Blaine!" Kurt called out down the hall. Blaine turned on his heels and walked back, confused.

"I needed to tell you that you're a unicorn too!"

Blaine let out a small laugh. "What are you talking about?"

"You have to be Tony."

"Kurt, we just talked about this."

"I know, I know. I wasn't being fair though. You deserve to play Tony and maybe going to New York wasn't my destiny anyway."

"Kurt, you know as much as I do that being a star is your destiny," Blaine said as he smiled and put a hand on Kurt's shoulder.

"But I don't have to be in New York to be a star. I could be anywhere, somewhere closer to you." He reached up and adjusted Blaine's bowtie. Oh, how he loved his bowtie.

"I don't want you to abandon your dreams for me, Kurt," Blaine said as he took Kurt's hands from his bowtie and held them in his. He ran his thumbs over Kurt's soft skin. He held eye contact with Kurt, mesmerized by the blue that looked back at him.

"But you're my biggest dream."

"Being with you is mine, too, but I want you to be happy."

"Then do this, for me," Kurt tried to emphasized the fact that it wouldn't be a selfish act.

Blaine sighed. He knew that New York was magic for Kurt and he didn't want to get in the way of his dream. He had a plan.

"Kurt," he said, suddenly remembering, "Why am I a unicorn?"