Dylan

"Kurt, babe, I knew you had an interest in Broadway but this is insane. Isn't it time you got over your obsession and started getting interested in something more substantial?" Dylan leaned forward, perched on Kurt's bed.

They had been in the middle of an intense make out session. Who knows where it could have led except for the fact that Blaine had barged into the room babbling about how he had just scored a copy of Finnish, Japanese, and German productions of Wicked and would Kurt want to watch them.

"Oh my GaGa!" Kurt got up and rushed over to Blaine talking a mile a minute.

"Where on Earth did you find these?"

"I have my sources."

"Is it the one where..."

"Yes."

"And the one with the..."

"Yes."

"Ahem!" The loud clearing of a throat brought silence to the room. "As exciting as this all is, you just interrupted something here." The archly rejoinder was all that was needed to have Blaine out the door murmuring apologies.

After Blaine left, Dylan told Kurt that they needed to have a talk. That was why Kurt was sitting at his desk listening to his boyfriend go on about the real world. How a realm of fantasy was alright for a kid but would he please just grow up and be an adult for once.

That was it, the guy who had all the qualities he wanted in a man but none of them were real. It had all been a lie. The interests that he thought they shared nothing more than a pick-up line.

Surprisingly enough it was easy to break up with Dylan. The only emotion he felt was relief. It felt like he had been freed from something if only he could figure out what.

That is what led to him seeking out Blaine and watching the bootlegs with him in his room.

When the shows were over they just lay there staring at the blank screen. Blaine on the floor and Kurt using his stomach as a pillow.

The silence was broken as Blaine asked Kurt is he was alright.

"Dylan was boring. I thought he was into Broadway as much as me. Turns out he only said that to get me to accept a date." Kurt nuzzled into Blaine's torso with a sigh.

"You'll kiss plenty of frogs before you find your prince."

Kurt felt his heartbeat get faster and quickly stood up stretching. He had to leave before he ruined one of the only good friendships in his life.

"I don't know how, but you always know exactly what to say to make me feel better. I love that about you, you know (I'm in love with you.)"

Kurt leaned down to kiss Blaine on the cheek imagining what would happen if he had tilted his head a few more inches to the left and immediately dismissed the thought.

"We're still on for lunch tomorrow right?" Did Blaine notice that slight quiver in his voice? Would he realize that their weekly lunch "date" was his favorite part of the week.

Kurt left the room as Blaine responded with a seemingly blase affirmation. All he needed to do was find someone to take his mind off of those what-ifs coursing through his mind.