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Before Kurt's work day was over, a cheery voice, curly head and charming young man interrupted his brooding.

"Kurrrrrrrrrrrrttttttt!" The voice squeaked enthusiastically. The boy skipped up to Kurt, grinning wildly.

"Blaine!" Kurt was certainly startled. They weren't supposed to meet for another two hours and Sebastian could have been anywhere. "What are you doing here? How did you get in?" Blaine smiled brilliantly back at him as though Kurt wasn't hyperventilating and on the verge of a nervous breakdown.

"I wanted to surprise you! I explained it to the nice lady at the front desk and she let me in." He stated enthusiastically. Kurt glanced behind him to make sure Sebastian was still inside his office. The blinds were down and the door was shut. He didn't want to be yelled at for acting unprofessional, and he didn't want Sebastian to be jealous… if he even would be jealous.

"Oh, Kurt!" Blaine exclaimed before dipping said man backwards into a passionate kiss. It was so passionate, in fact, it was sloppy, and Kurt was pretty positive he felt a tongue slip into his ear. But he didn't mind; Blaine's enthusiasm was adorable and endearing- when it wasn't putting his job in jeopardy.

Both men breathed heavily with bright grins as they stood straight and embraced on another. Their noses brushed slightly, and they crossed their eyes trying to establish contact. Kurt let out an adorable giggle, which in return, made Blaine chuckle. It was all very intimate, soft and romantic.

"Well, isn't this just cute?" A voice sneered from behind the tangled couple. They pulled apart quickly, stunned. Kurt threw his hands in the air as though he was being interrogated by the police.

"Sebastian-"

"I believe your shift is over, Mr. Hummel." Kurt tilted his head in confusion. Maybe his watch was wrong. He checked the clock on the wall behind Sebastian's head. No. It wasn't. There were still two hours until 5. And Sebastian was back to calling him Mr. Hummel instead of Kurt. "I'm not paying you for overtime." Later in the day, Kurt would think back and wonder if he really wasn't getting paid for the two hours he missed, but at that specific time his only concern was to leave.

"Just go, Mr. Hummel." Sebastian spat in his younger secretary's direction. As soon as Kurt and Blaine left the department floor, Sebastian slammed his office door shut. The bang reverberated off the walls. Sebastian collapsed into his chair and with a sigh, held his face in his hand. He was inexplicably distressed.
Sebastian fiddled with some loose papers on his desk. He really needed to get his younger secretary out of his mind. It's not appropriate for a man like him to... No. Not a secretary. Not someone so young. Not Kurt.

"Your boss isn't very nice," Blaine commented on Sebastian's behavior as they waited for the elevator to make it to the ground floor. It dinged every time they passed a new level. Nobody got on the lift with them, and eventually the tension began to grow.
"Okay, Kurt, what's wrong?" Blaine asked, pouting his bottom lip out. Kurt rubbed his temples and turned to the other man with a sigh.
"Blaine, you can't just show up where I work at any random time of the day an kiss me in front of my boss without expecting me or him to get upset." Blaine glanced at his feet in shame, then back up.
"I was trying to be spontaneous and fun!" He tried to justify himself. The elevator reached the bottom floor and both men exited feeling rather solemn.
"Let's just have a good time. What did you have in mind?" Kurt turned around just as he reached the door leading outside of the building. Blaine scurried up to meet him, looking as though he was desperate to please Kurt. He looked like a puppy.
"Well, I was thinking maybe we could go ice skating and then watch a movie at my apartment." He nibbled on his lip shyly, hoping the other man would appreciate and agree with his thoughtful plans. Kurt smiled softly at the other man's proposal.
"That sounds so lovely, but..." He paused to inhale shakily, his eyes darkened. "Maybe we should skip the ice skating." Blaine was shocked, but extremely pleased by this suggestion. He nodded quickly before Kurt could retract the offer and grabbed his hand.
"My apartment is this way. It's not too far. We can just walk." In truth, Blaine simply wanted to keep hold of Kurt's hand and prolong the time before they arrived at his place. He didn't know what exactly that was going to bring, but he had an idea. They definitely needed to talk first if his inclination was correct.
The two men walked around a few blocks an up multiple flights of stairs to arrive at Blaine's apartment. Kurt was winded, but Blaine just felt nervous and slightly uncomfortable.
"Jeez, Blaine. I feel like I just ran a marathon." Kurt joked as he rested his hands on his knees. Blaine unlocked his apartment door and slipped inside. Kurt quietly followed once he recovered. They took the few steps distance into the kitchen area, when Kurt pushed Blaine up against the fridge and began to kiss him.
Blaine nudged his shoulder gently to get him to stop and said, "I was thinking we could drink hot chocolate and watch a movie." He slipped out from between the other man and the fridge and began to heat some water on the stove. He reached into a cupboard to grab some cocoa powder when a hand started to caress his hip.
Blaine was startled. He jumped up slightly, offering Kurt room to wrap him in his arms. Kurt nuzzled Blaine's neck and murmured, "let's skip the movie."
Blaine turned around in his arms, his eyes wide and frantic. "We are not on the same page here." Kurt stared at Blaine for a few seconds. He tilted his head to the side and scrunched his nose, then let go of the other man and took a few steps back.

"I'm coming on way to strong. I don't know what's wrong with me. I'm not usually like that. I'm sorry." Kurt blurt out in a fluster. His face turned red, and he began to gesture frantically. Blaine grabbed his arms and adjusted until he was gently holding Kurt's hands.

"It's okay. You're nervous. It's understandable. I'm nervous, too, okay?" Kurt nodded, eyes wide. Blaine grinned and rubbed his nose against Kurt's. "Now let's go watch a movie." He took Kurt's hand and began to skip out of the kitchen.

"But.. but what about the hot chocolate?" Kurt questioned, pouting his lips when Blaine turned around.

"Right. Right. The hot chocolate." Kurt giggled.

Kurt. You need to come in to work today. –Mr. Smythe

Kurt received the text around 7:30 in the morning. He found it very peculiar first of all that his boss was texting him, and secondly that he was asked to come in on his only day off of the week. It was quite unusual. He already had plans with Blaine, but.. It's was his job. What could he do.

Okay. I'm coming. –Kurt

He sent to Mr. Smythe. And to Blaine he sent:

Hey. I know we were supposed to go to the movies and out to lunch later, but I got called in to work. I'm sorry. :( -Kurt

He couldn't help but wonder what exactly he needed to do today. Everything seemed to be in order, and even though he missed a few hours the day before, he had done everything he needed to.

Kurt walked the few blocks to the office building, grabbing two coffees on the way. He got on the elevator and waited impatiently for it to reach the right level. He strode across the floor, and knocked on Mr. Smythe's door. It swung open rather violently.

"Yes?" Kurt's boss inquired with a raised eyebrow.

"Umm.. Hi, Mr. Smythe. I brought you coffee. And I was wondering why you wanted me to come in to work today." Kurt stuttered nervously. Mr. Smythe was not much taller than him, but the height difference seemed greatly exaggerated at that moment.

"You have a lot of work to do," he said severely. Then his face softened into a slight smile. "And thank you for the coffee." He walked into his office, gesturing to Kurt to follow him. "You need to copy all of these," he started, handing Kurt a thick pile of papers, "schedule meetings with all the different departments for this week, and check your email." He nodded his head, patted Kurt on the back and shooed him out of the office. "Oh, and I told you to call me Sebastian." He winked, and shut the door. Kurt sat at his desk and looked at all of the papers he was handed. He sighed and decided he might as well start with those.

After copying what seemed like hundreds of different papers to the specifications stated on the sticky notes on top of the pile and scheduling 18 different meetings for Sebastian, Kurt was exhausted. He slumped into his computer chair and opened his official office email. He had a few regarding the meetings; confirmations, or some asking to reschedule even though he had just scheduled them not even half an hour ago. He rolled his eyes and decided to ignore those and deal with them later. He continued to scroll through his inbox until he found on from.. Sebastian.

He didn't want to open it. But he did want to open it at the same time. He was cautious, yet excited. Hesitant, yet eager. Maybe he was being fired. Maybe he was getting a raise! Maybe he should just open the email and get it over with. So he did open it.

Kurt went slack-jawed. He was overcome by awe.

Would you go on a date with me on Friday? I've made reservations at Marea.

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