"What do you mean you think Rachel's brother has a crush on me?"

"Oh my god, Kurt, shut up." He heard shuffling and a door closing, "You do not call me like that without asking if I'm alone first. I just hauled myself to the bathroom quicker than Finn runs when he smells cookies."

"Sorry, but what are you talking about?"

"So," he could hear the sassy smile in her voice, "You get my text?"

"Text? Oh no, Queen Plumpernickel just popped over for a chat and told me all about it. Yes, I got your text! Mercedes, tell me."

"Not while I'm here, Kurt. They might hear me."

"Come on, give me something, Cedes. You can't just spring that on me and not explain."

She began to whisper, "One thing and that's all until I get home. Rachel was showing Blaine photos from all the numbers she had done in Glee so far this year, and showed Blaine that photo of you and her doing Happy Days. Okay, bye boo!"

"Cedes-" click.

Okay. So Blaine has seen a photo of me in a silver suit and Mercedes thinks he has a crush on me. Dreamboat may have a crush on me. Not going to freak out…okay I am going to freak out but I'm going to pick outfits while I do it.


Four hours later had Kurt lying on his stomach in bed with the soundtrack to Rocky Horror playing in the background.

He tried to resist. But Mercedes hadn't called him back, and he was getting antsy. What could Blaine have done to make Mercedes think he might have a crush on Kurt? He must've done something somewhat obvious, or Mercedes wouldn't just tell Kurt something like that on a whim.

He went up to the search bar and typed in "Blaine Berry" and came up empty.

Huh.

So he went to Rachel's photo and found he was tagged as "Blaine Anderson" instead. Whatever he was tagged as didn't really matter, Kurt stared at the heart melting smile Blaine had with his face pressed cheek-to-cheek with Rachel. His teeth are so cute. They're all round and kind of overlap the outer incisors and, oh my god, I really need to stop.

Then he clicked and there was Blaine's Facebook, and of course, with Kurt's luck, everything was private. But Blaine's profile photo was actually what looked like a school photo. His smile wasn't nearly as big as it was in the photo with Rachel. But his dapper definitely hadn't deteriorated or anything.

Kurt's phone rang. Ah! Finally Mercedes was calling him.

"Will you tell me, now?"

"What? And miss this lovely chance of building up the anticipation and suspense?" Then she actually had the audacity to snigger.

"Mercedes do not make me try to blackmail you. I know all your secrets and past embarrassing fashion faux-pas."

"Oh please. I have no fashion faux-pas."

"Case one: Technicolor zebra coat. Case two: two different shades of denim on jeans and a jacket. Need I go on?"

"Okay, okay. Do you want the detailed version or-"

"I have been waiting for hours, I want to know everything."

"Alright, well, Rachel was showing Blaine all the photos of her performances this year, and she came across the one of you two during the duet. And Kurt, I swear Blaine's eyes lit up like fireflies."

"Did he say anything though?"

"He asked who you were. Rachel gushed about how you were her best gay, and her only real competition in Glee club. I was standing right there, Kurt!"

Kurt rolled his eyes but still smiled, "I'm no one's 'gay'; I'm not an accessory. I'm still your best friend, Cedes. And do I even need to verify the emotional wreckage your voice can cause?"

"Damn straight! But anyway, then Blaine said he was jealous of your hair and your bow tie. His eyes did not leave the screen once. Then he saw photos from our other performances, and he kept pointing you out and complimenting your clothes."

Kurt sighed, "So he has good taste in style. That doesn't mean he has a crush on me."

"No, no, no. You don't get it. Rachel went through her solos, Kurt. Blaine went back to go through all of the other performances after she was done, alone."

"If he was alone how did you see?"

"Because we were still in the den hanging out with him, but he was the one controlling the computer."

Kurt huffed, "Okay, so he still could just be obsessed with my outfits. I wouldn't blame him. I have impeccable taste. How did you construe this as a crush, Cedes? I mean really, you have better sense than that."

"Oh, okay Kurt. You're right. Then I guess you don't want to know what he asked me after his Facebook stalker-dom?"

Kurt decided to humor her, "What did he ask you?"

"He asked little old me, if some mystery boy named Kurt Hummel, had a boyfriend."

Oh.

Kurt hung up on her.

He didn't mean to. He just, sort of, got really excited. He quickly dialed Mercedes back. She answered after one ring.

"Boy, you did not just hang up on me."

"Sorry, I was in a state of shock. And you're certain that Blaine is gay?"

"Hmmm, let me think."


"Blaine get off my Facebook, stop gawking at my adorable friends, and come pick out a movie."

Blaine turned to give her a fairly embarrassed look and gently nudged her arm, "I wasn't, Rach…I wasn't gawking at Kurt."

Mercedes giggled, "I don't think she said anything about Kurt, Blaine."

Blaine blushed and put his head down trying to ignore her. He quickly changed the subject, "So, how about Crybaby?"

Rachel grinned and plucked the DVD off the shelf, "Oh, I love this movie! It's so dramatic and demonstrates theatricality at it's very best!"

"It's my favorite. Johnny Depp is gorgeous as a greaser," Blaine exclaimed.

Mercedes had to agree, "He is, isn't he?"

Blaine nodded and motioned towards the screen, "Johnny in a pompadour? It's very sexy. Besides, I like some of the outfits the squares wore."

Rachel undid Blaine's lavender bow tie with a snort, "Oh, I can tell, Blaine!"

Blaine smiled and clamped a hand over his sister's mouth.

"Oh hush, Rachel!" Then Blaine became enthralled in the television screen, "Oh, oh, watch! He's about to pull down his leather jacket to get his shot!"


Mercedes smiled to herself, "Oh, I'm pretty certain. And, if you're interested in him, you might want to coif your hair in one of your pretty little pompadours for the party."


Author Note: Mercedes is evil isn't she? Oh, but I love her. And I love Crybaby, so maybe I'm projecting my own feelings onto Blaine, but could anyone really resist Crybaby? I thought not. Anyways!
I swear to you the boys will meet in the next chapter! Which I'll start writing tomorrow. And oh I will give you a little hint of what I am excited to write involving this party because I love these irl and other stories: Party Games. :D

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