Chapter Two - Downpour

Tears swelled in Blaine's eyes as his voice cracked. Kurt's sleepy voice was the cutest thing he'd ever heard in his life.

"Blaine, is everything okay?" Kurt's tone changed entirely. "Are you in New York?"

"Kurt, I-" He couldn't speak, his emotions overwhelmed him momentarily before he finally got a sentence out. "Is there...do you..."

"Blaine?"

"Would it be okay, if.." Blaine hesitated again. "Do you think you could let me stay with you and Rachel? Just for one night?"

Silence. He could hear Kurt shifting in the bed sheets. "Blaine, what's going on?"

Blaine couldn't find the words to say. "I don't have anywhere else to go.."

"I'm leaving now." Kurt whispered, then nothing.

He put the phone back on the counter, he was still breathless. He stared down at the floor for what seemed like years before the door spun around it's track. Kurt tripped in his slippers as he looked around for Blaine. Finally, their eyes met. Blaine stood still, staring at him. He'd missed seeing Kurt in his pajamas, and they were soaked from the short trip from the cab to the doors, the rain surely must've picked up since he'd arrived at the hotel. He wanted to take his jacket off and give it to Kurt, but he didn't think it would do much good considering it was just as soaked.

"Blaine?" Kurt knocked him out of his thoughts. "Are you ready?"

He nodded in return, then followed Kurt through the doors. Rain beat down on the two as they made a mad dash to the cab, during which Blaine sped up to open the door and allow Kurt to get in first. Blaine squeezed himself into the seat, trying not to get too close. As the doors shut and the cab pulled away from the curb, silence took over. Blaine glanced uncomfortably at Kurt, he was tired and irritated, at least that was he look he wore on his dampened face. The quiet was almost unbearable, he found himself humming a tune to keep sane.

"I really can't stay" Kurt whispered.

"But baby it's cold outside." Blaine looked at Kurt, a grin sliding into view.

Kurt flashed a weak smile then tore himself away from Blaine's gaze. "Blaine, what are you doing in New York?"

Blaine looked out the window at the rain, neon signs turning into blurs of color as they passed bars and clubs. He took a long pause before finally responding. "I actually have an audition."

"An audition? Where?" Kurt looked at Blaine then down to his fingers, which he'd had hidden amongst the folds of his silky pajamas.

"Nyada..." Blaine's stomach sank.

"Really?" Kurt could see the nerves practically sticking out of Blaine. "Well I think that's great. I'm happy for you. Really, I am."

The taxi came to a stop in front of an apartment building that was barely visible in the downpour. Kurt paid the driver before they splashed through the sidewalk and through the door. The elevator doors came slow as the two stood by the doors, creating puddles around their feet. When it finally did come, the carpet around them was at least two shades darker. When they reached the door to the apartment, Kurt rummaged through his wet pockets for a key.

Kurt mumbled something then beat on the door. "Rachel, it's Kurt, open the door!"

Minutes later, the door opened to an eye rubbing Rachel. "Kurt, what are you doi-" she paused after pulling her hands from her eyes. "Uh, hi Blaine.." Rachel's arms went for a hug, but pulled away once she realized how soaked he was. "Both of you wait by the door, I don't want you tracking water everywhere."

They walked into the apartment. Blaine waited by the door on a mat that read "welcome" underneath a thin coating of dirt. Kurt ignored Rachel's request and walked through the living room before disappearing behind a wall. Blaine took in the apartment, the last time he'd been there was when Burt took him to see Kurt for Christmas, it seemed like forever ago. He could hear feint whispers coming from across the apartment, Kurt and Rachel arguing about something. Blaine hoped he hadn't caused any problems by asking Kurt to stay with them, but deep down, all he could think about was Kurt.

"What is he doing here, it's almost two in the morning." Rachel was pacing, brushing her fingers through her smooth hair.

"We can find out in the morning, let's just go to sleep. Please?" Kurt didn't want to fight with Rachel, especially early in the morning. He had no patience at the moment.

"Kurt, you were finally moving on. Don't let this change that." Rachel stopped her pacing and left the room, leaving Kurt in silence.