In a quaint little coffee shop not far from Dalton Academy, Blaine's at the till waiting for the young woman to serve him their coffee so he could pay her, and they could finally sit down at their usual table.

Whilst looking at the assortment of Valentine's Day merchandise upon the counter, Kurt picks up a rather ostentatious piece…a pair of cute, white dogs with red flappy ears sitting on a red cushion, and what appears to be rubbing their noses together in some form of kiss.

"You know I'm all for flair, but these Valentine Day decorations are just tacky. I mean, what the hell is this supposed to even be?"

"It's clearly puppy love. It's cute, come on," he smiles, taking it from Kurt to have a closer look at it before passing it back, inadvertently squeezing it, and in doing so, making it talk in a cutesy voice, "I love you."

"Oh, now that's just plain creepy," he replies as he puts it back where he found it on the counter.

"It's adorable."

"It's just a simple excuse into selling candy and greeting cards on a holiday." Kurt may be speaking out with his negativity on the subject, but Blaine's not letting it get to him, "Not true," he responds with a shake of the head, "People have been celebrating Valentine's Day for centuries, and call me a hopeless romantic, but it's actually my favourite holiday."

"Really," Kurt utters with a crease of his brow as Blaine continues to make his point, "I think there's something really great about a day…where you're encouraged to just lay it all on the line, and say to somebody..."I'm in love with you"."

The crease disappears from his forehead and brow, and a small smile appears on Kurt's face as Blaine utters those last words, for just a fraction of a second thinking that he's saying them to him, for real.

"You know? And this year I wanna do something really radical, so I need your opinion on this." Blaine takes a breath before revealing his plan to Kurt, "There's this guy that I sort of…like… call it a crush or love at first sight, but I knew the moment I first laid eyes on him, we were destined to be together." He then sighs, happy to get it off his chest, "So I have to ask, do you think it's too much to sing to somebody on Valentine's Day?"

Kurt's utterly speechless. To have the guy he's had a crush on since he transferred to Dalton say exactly what he's been feeling since they first met. So, feeling his heart drop to his stomach where the butterflies are currently fluttering, Kurt answers Blaine with a simple, "Not at all," without giving away the fact that he might know who Blaine has in mind.

The woman returns with their coffee, and replies, "That'll be 8.40, please."

"You know my coffee order?" Kurt asks, slightly astonished that Blaine would remember something of him that could be considered mundane to anyone else.

"Of course I do, and don't even think about it, dummy. It's on me," Blaine says, taking out the $10 from his wallet, and giving it to the cashier, "Keep the change." Blaine then puts his wallet back into his inside coat pocket, and takes the coffees to their usual table.

"I do believe I have a new favourite holiday," he informs the cashier with a bigger smile on his face, eyeing the Cupid cookie displayed on the counter, "Could I h ave one of those to share, please?"

The school bell rings, meaning that English class' over, and Leo's first Glee Club lesson's about to begin. Leo enters the room, and notices almost immediately that Rachel's saved him a seat, even though there are plenty of them to go round. However, he gets the obvious notion that she wants him to sit next to her. So he does.

Just then, Mr Schuester walks in from his adjoining office, and stands in front of the whiteboard, red board pen in hand, and begins to write on it. When he's finished, they find that he's written Love surrounded by a love heart.

"All right, guys. I have one word for you."

Brittany immediately sticks her hand up.

"Brittany?"

"Is it "love"? She replies simply while everyone else just looks at her and each other, knowing full well by now that she isn't the brightest star in the sky, "I'm totally going to graduate now!"

"Valentine's Day is coming up, so for this week's lesson…I want you guys to pick a partner, because you're gonna sing to them…what you think is the world's greatest love song. Yeah. Find a song that communicates all the things that love means to you. Now, partner up." He instructs, turning his back to attend to his papers when he hears Finn speak out, "Mr Schue? Can I say something?"

When Mr Schue signals him to, Finn continues, "I just wanted to point out that, for the first time…an entire week has gone by without any one of us getting Slusheed."

Everyone in the room give a short cheer, and clap at that fact, except for Leo of course as he hasn't happened to him yet thankfully, before they let him continue, "I think the fact that I led the football team to a conference championship might have something to do with it. Fact is that I'm the closest thing the Glee Club has to a celebrity right now…and, just like a famous athlete, I wanna give to a charity. You guys. So I'm setting up a kissing booth for a dollar a smooch…"

As Leo glances around the room at Finn's scheme, he finds Rachel with her mouth open and a shocked look on her face while Sam has those simmering green eyes glaring daggers at him, suggesting to Leo that something's up with the two of them.

"…and donating the proceeds to Glee Club to help us-"

However, this is the moment when Mercedes decides to interrupt, "Don't stand up there Finn and act like you're trying to help this Glee Club out. You just wanna kiss a lot of girls."

Santana's the next to comment, "I've kissed Finn, and can I just say, "Not worth a buck. I would, however, pay $100 to jiggle one of his man boobs."

"Don't you ever get tired of tearing other people down?"

"No, not really," she adds simply.

"'Cause you always seem to be meddling in everybody else's business."

"Oh please," Santana huffs, "You guys love me. I keep it real, and I'm hilarious."

A voice from the other side of the chairs from Leo interrupts, and he tries to remember what Rachel said her name is. Laura Pisces? Lara Sykes?

"Actually, you just a bitch."

"Okay, I'm sorry. You've just got the eyes for my man."

"Okay, first of all, I'm not your man," Puck answers back before Quinn says afterwards, "And Finn's right. All you ever do is insult us. Three weeks ago, you said you were disappointed that I didn't have a lizard baby."

It's Tina's turn to say something next, "Just five minutes ago, you said that Mr Schue belonged in a twelve-step program."

"Wait, what?"

"You're addicted to vests." She shrugs, as though it's alright to "take the mick" out of your school teacher.

Just then Leo chooses to pitch in, wanting his say on the matter, "And you've been calling me "Posh Spice" ever since my audition. It's humiliating."

Santana just huffs and shrugs again, "Oh come on. Don't you know a compliment when you hear one?"

Leo shakes his head, and asks, "How, dare I ask, is it a compliment?"

"'Cos it's my friendly way of saying you've got terrific bone structure, and fantastic fashion sense. Don't take it the wrong way," She then looks to Rachel, "Besides you could learn a thing or two from him, Miss "I dress like my 80-year-old grandmother."

"You should know by now that your vicious words can't hurt me," Rachel retaliates, leaning forward as though it'll get her point cross to her, "The truth is, Santana, we all know that you can dish it out, but you can't take it. Okay, maybe you're right. Maybe I am destined to play the title role of the Broadway musical version of Willow, but the only job you're gonna have is working 'round a pole!"

That sudden outburst gets the students murmuring, and "oohing" amongst each other while Rachel's beginning to regret what she'd said, but in her mind, she's praising herself for getting back at Santana for all the crap she'd put her through the years she's been at McKinley.

Santana no more than utters, "Fine," before she's picking up her bag, and leaving the room in a huff, hearing Mr Schue calling out her name, but not stopping for anyone with Brittany following shortly behind.

For a moment, there's just silence. No-one daring to even speak less it sparks up more arguing amongst each other when Mr Schue's the one to break the silence, "Alright, let's get back to the lesson. Finn, you can return to your seat now," and the lesson pretty much starts without Santana and Brittany, albeit in near enough total silence and everyone keeping an eye on each other in case anything more is said…

Meanwhile at Dalton Academy, the atmosphere around the place, you can say, is a lot more cheerier, if you will, and being that it's lunchtime, Kurt's using his time to sit on his favourite chair situated by the large window that overlooks the gardens below, doodling in his notebook the words "Kurt + Blaine" within a large love heart with Cupid's arrow piecing through it. He doesn't, however, notice Blaine sauntering his way over to him, hands behind his back, and is only made aware of him when he hears Blaine's voice say, "Hey. Whatcha doin'?"

Kurt immediately shuts the book, and stares up at him, a smile on his face to rival Blaine's, his mind quickly thinking of what to answer with, "Uh…nothing, really. Just daydreaming…plotting weekend outfits."

"Well, come on. After our talk at the coffee shop, I've been doing a lot of thinking, and I think it would be absolutely perfect to serenade the guy who's so innocently stole my heart. Seeing as you're wasting your lunchtime daydreaming and we both have free period next, I was wondering if you could drive me to McKinley. Their auditorium is the perfect place to do it."

Kurt near enough faints as he stands up from the chair, slipping his notebook into his satchel in the process, his heart pounding furiously against his chest, the love he feels for Blaine swelling up inside to the point that he thinks he's going to explode any minute. The very thought that Blaine's going to be serenading to him his love is the most romantic thing he's ever heard of.

"Of course, we'd best get going. It's already a half an hour into lunchtime, and McKinley's not just down the road," Kurt says, a little too excitedly, allowing Blaine to take the lead whilst he takes his phone out of his pocket, and starts texting his friends (Rachel, Mercedes, and Tina in particular) about Blaine's romantic intentions.

Little does Kurt know that it isn't him who's stolen Blaine's heart, but someone he wouldn't expect…