Disclaimer: I do not own Glee, Kurt or Blaine. If I did, it would probably become the Klaine show and everything would be Klex and nothing would hurt.

A/N: Well, currently this is a one shot, if I get enough reviews wanting a sequel I might write more. I'm just not entirely positive if this is good enough to be made into a multi-chapter fic.

Kurt sighed as soon as he entered the coffee shop, escaping the cold weather that came with November in New York. He walked up to the counter tugging his gloves off and glancing around the store. He loved this coffee shop, it had the best coffee, and the best atmosphere. Also due to its distance from university campus's Kurt was able to escape hipsters, if only for a few hours every day.

His love for Honey and Oats had only increased when he realised that another male had started to frequent the coffee shop. Kurt may or may not have started coming on a daily basis just to see if they beautiful man would be there. Today when Kurt glanced around he noticed the man sitting by the window, with his laptop out and a book of music theory opened. Kurt turned around to realise it was his turn to order, he stepped up to the counter and saw that John, the old man that owned the shop was working today.

'What are you doing here John? Is Elenor working you too hard?' Kurt asked with a grin on his face.

'You know Elenor, she's not happy unless I'm working my ass off every day.' John chuckled, 'Your usual Kurt?'

'Of course John, do you really need to ask at this point? I've been coming here since my Freshman year at FIT.'

'You never know when something will change Kurt. Don't want to get you the wrong coffee with you involved. I know how grumpy you get when you miss out on a caffeine fix.' John said knowingly.

'That happened once John, once. Yet you continue to hold it against me. They gave me a hot chocolate instead of a Mocha. They just completely forgot the coffee, I'm a college student, I live off of caffeine.'

'Keep telling yourself that Kurt, but I'm pretty sure you made that girl cry.' John said whilst he started making Kurt's coffee. It was then that Kurt heard snickering, turning around he saw the beautiful boy covering his mouth and his shoulders were shaking. It was then that he looked up and made eye contact with Kurt, and Kurt could see his eyes shining in amusement. Kurt felt himself blushing, and quickly turned away when John called his name.

Kurt picked up his coffee and moved to find a table so he could start the sketch for his classes at FIT. He knew he needed to get it done if he wanted it to be perfect by the time it was due. As soon as he opened his sketch book though, he heard a throat being cleared from in front of him. He looked up and saw the boy from the window standing there.

'Uh.. Hi?' Kurt said, though it sounded more like he was asking.

'Hi, I thought I would let you have some coffee before approaching you to apologise for laughing before. I mean I wouldn't want you to cause me to cry due to lack of caffeine.' Laughter was dancing in the stranger's eyes, 'Oh and I've forgotten my manners. My names Blaine, I've seen you come here, well let's be frank, a lot. I think you come here more than I do, and that's saying something!'

Kurt laughed, 'You're probably not too far off, I love my coffee, as has been demonstrated far too much today. My names Kurt, by the way.' Kurt offered his hand up to shake the strangers- no Blaine'shand.

'It's a pleasure to finally meet you Kurt. Oh and I'm sorry for laughing before, but that story was hilarious! You really made a girl cry?' Blaine moved to take the chair opposite Kurt, before pausing. 'Can I join you?'

'Of course, sit.' Kurt said gesturing to the chair that Blaine had already pulled out. 'Also that story has been grossly exaggerated, I swear. She might have teared up a little, but I can't be held at fault. I hadn't slept for over 24 hours, and I was on my way home when I stopped in for a caffeine fix so I wouldn't pass out before I got home. So it was a build up of things that made me snap at her.' Blaine snorted in laughter. 'I apologised!' Kurt insisted trying to make himself not sound like a complete lunatic to the handsome man now sitting with him.

'Oh God, that's hilarious, I can't believe you made a girl cry for stuffing up your coffee. You must have really yelled at her!" Kurt blushed at his words. 'No, hey, I probably would've done the same thing!' Kurt raised an eyebrow in disbelief, 'Okay, not really, but that's because I'm very non-confrontational, which you apparently aren't.'

Kurt looked down, and that's when he saw the music theory book, 'What are you studying?' Kurt asked indicating the book in his bag, 'Sorry I've just noticed you with different music books every time you come in here, and I've been curious.'

'Oh, I'm majoring in Education, minoring in Musical Theory. I want to be a music teacher ideally. I mean that's my ideal job, whether I can get it is another thing all together.' Blaine explained, 'I love music though, I mean I couldn't imagine life without it you know? Quid pro quo, what are you studying?'

'Oh, I'm at FIT, majoring in Fashion design, though I'm more interested in becoming a stylist. I do love the freedom of designing whatever I want.' Kurt then tilted his head to the side, 'So I'm assuming you attend NYU?' Kurt questioned, and when Blaine nodded, Kurt looked confused, 'Then why do you come here? I mean it has to be at least 15 minutes away by subway from your campus.'

'Oh it is, but I live near here because my roommate works around here, so when we moved we decided to move closer to where he works. I would love to say it's because I'm such a giving soul, but it's really because he is surprisingly manipulative.'

Kurt giggled, 'Oh I can see you getting manipulated easy.' Kurt said with a smile and amusement dancing in his eyes.

'Everyone says that, apparently I have a very trusting nature.' Blaine replied with a shrug.

'You know you probably shouldn't be telling a complete stranger about your trusting nature right?' Kurt said shaking his head at Blaine.

'Well, probably, but I figure you can't do anything too bad to me considering that would be giving up your caffeine fix.' Blaine said indicating the coffee sitting in front of Kurt.

'Touche, Blaine.' Kurt said and went to say something else when Blaine's phone started ringing.

Blaine glanced down at his bag before reaching for his phone, 'I'm sorry about this, it's my friend so I better get it. No doubt it's to tell me I need to bring coffee home or something trivial like that.' Blaine answered the phone, turning slightly away from Kurt. 'Hi Wes.' Kurt couldn't hear what was being said to Blaine, but it seemed like he did have to get milk judging by what Blaine was saying in reply. After Blaine hung up he turned back to Kurt, 'The roommate has called, and due to me finishing off the milk this morning, I owe him dinner.'

Kurt laughed, 'You really are manipulated far too easily.'

'I know, I really need to work on telling Wes no, but we've been friends for 5 years, so I don't think it will change now. Unfortunately it means that our conversation will be cut short.'

Kurt nodded trying to hide his disappointment that Blaine was leaving so quickly, 'Well maybe I can teach you to stand up to him next time we run into each other.'

'Or maybe you could give me your number and I could call you and ask you to dinner?' Blaine said hopefully, giving Kurt puppy dog eyes.

'I think I could handle that. Give me your phone.' Kurt said holding his hand out for Blaine's phone. He quickly saved his number into Blaine's phone. 'Call me later then.' Kurt said, 'It was a pleasure to finally meet you Blaine.'

'You too, talk to you soon!' Blaine said leaving the coffee shop.

A minute later Kurt's phone went off indicating a text, when Kurt saw the text a smile broke out across his face.

Hi Kurt, I really hope that due to the fact that it took me 6 months to actually start a conversation with you, I don't have to wait the three days to call you and ask you to dinner, expect a phone call tomorrow. Bxx