Hello and welcome. A few beginning notes:

-I do not own Glee or any associated characters. As such, I am making no money from this (and even if I did own them, I'm not sure I'd make any money anyway).

-Warnings: Check each chapter for warnings. Overall story warnings for boy-on-boy-on-boy love (aka Polyamory between three males) and potential sex (which will be warned for). There might be triggers, but again there will be warnings should those crop up. So if you're reading this, MAKE SURE YOU READ MY AUTHOR NOTES.

-Complete Summary: Kurt and Blaine broke up five years ago, and lost touch. Sebastian Smythe, after giving up his fixation on Blaine, lost contact with both of them. As such when he meets the two boys in New York City, he's shocked to hear they didn't make it. In a surprise fit of altruism, Sebastian decides to get Klaine back together ad be their very own matchmaker. He sets himself two months to befriend each boy before reunting them (don't want to risk having them get back together only to fall apart again right?) What Sebastian doesn't plan on is falling in love; worse, he doesn't fall for one boy, he falls for both.

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In life you get a very limited number of chances to be happy, and not fuck it all up.

Some people jump at these chances, some people are always waiting for the other shoe to drop, and some people have no clue how to be happy.

Senior year of high school is, generally, when people figure these things out. For three boys from western Ohio, though, they figured it all out sophomore year of college… because that's life sometimes.

Sebastian Smythe, ultra suave playboy and all around man-whore, always thought that his life was the way to be. Casual sex, parties, and no one to answer to (at least not since his old man had turned him loose with a Black Card). He didn't believe in relationships, as it were, so was perfectly content.

Until, on a brisk October night his sophomore year of college, he'd been beaten at his own game. A cold splash of water and a string of Spanish curses woke him up, and it only took seconds for him to realize what had happened.

"Do you need to go to the hospital?"

Sebastian was the third type of person. But that night, one really humiliating exam later, and a Latina Hellcat made him realize it before things could get worse.

Kurt Hummel, fierce and strong as always, lived life just waiting for things to go wrong. Senior year of high school hadn't done much to disprove his theories, between getting rejected from NYADA and a smirky Meerkat trying to steal his boyfriend. There was some good, like getting into FIT and he and Blaine coming out stronger than ever.

But college was hard, even harder when Blaine didn't come to New York and their relationship was further tested. It finally snapped in December of his sophomore year, and the boys decided that not dragging it out was for the best. They split mutually, even amicably… but agreed silently to give space. Kurt was hurt, but he pulled through because, after all, nothing that good can ever last forever.

"Love isn't always enough."

After that, though, Kurt began to realize that it could have lasted forever… if he hadn't been so scared. While waiting for things to go wrong, he'd forgotten to enjoy them while they were oh so perfect.

He cried for three days after he realized it.

Blaine Anderson should have had the perfect life. Wealthy family, good opportunities, good looking, charismatic, and he knew how to be passionate. A lot of people seem to miss the "passionate" lessons as they grow, and become very boring people. Blaine's family had opened his life to music, and not even bullies or indifferent family could take that passion away from him.

Senior year was lonely without Kurt, but it made him realize his own dreams. So even through the loneliness and his parents finally kicking him out (and his brother becoming his guardian), Blaine stayed passionate. When he and Kurt split during his freshman year of college, Blaine was devastated but (after a good bout of depression) threw himself into the moment and being happy.

It was the start of his sophomore year and life was good. He'd joined the Whiffenpoofs, and was in a really interesting Gothic Fiction English class. Most people thought his lack of romantic life was a setback, but Blaine just embraced it. So when a familiar blonde dropped into the chair beside him in said Gothic Fiction class, he embraced that too.

"Teach me how to be happy."

Blaine was the first type. He just wanted to seize life with all he was, even around the crippling fear of messing up. But over time, he learned to not be afraid of that either.

Years pass in relative quiet. The three boys don't keep in contact, not out of animosity or anything… just busy living.

But sometimes, once you've learned the hard lessons your heart is ready for… everything.