Kurt and Clara were so close to getting home before they got stuck in the crazy rain. They ran up the front steps into their apartment building, trying to seek refuge from the droplets. "Whew...gosh that rain is terrible."

"Daddy, I'm cold," Clara whined, her teeth chattering.

"I know honey. We'll change into some pajamas when we get upstairs." They climbed the two flights of stairs to their apartment and went inside. "Go pick some jammies out and put your wet clothes in the laundry room, okay sweetie," Kurt told his daughter. The little girl nodded before heading off to her room. Kurt went into his own room and stripped off his wet clothes. He grabbed a pair of red flannel pajama pants and a long sleeved black t-shirt. Kurt placed his wet clothes on the bathroom floor and looked in the mirror. Upon seeing his crazy rain-soaked hair, Kurt grimaced. "That is what I call a bad hair day," he murmured. While standing in the bathroom, he heard his phone go off. "I swear if this is Rachel…"

He walked over to the bed and picked up his cell phone and his heart began to beat faster. It was a notification from Tinder. As far as Kurt knew, he only had one match...and that was Blaine. He opened up the app and there next to Blaine's picture was a notification. Kurt clicked on it and read the message.

It said: "Any chance you'd be interested in getting a replacement coffee with me. I really am sorry about today." Kurt started to panic. Blaine was definitely asking him on a date...right? Or was he just still sorry from earlier? To Kurt, Blaine's message seemed more like an excuse to message him. He left the message on read for a few seconds, not wanting to seem too eager. Instead, he chose to dial Rachel's phone number.

The phone continued to ring until Kurt hear, "Hello," Rachel answered.

"Rachel, I am having a crisis." Kurt began.

"What? What's going on? Is Clara okay?" she asked.

"She's fine," Kurt responded immediately. "It's - well - Blaine... he messaged me." Rachel let out an excited little scream.

"Well, what did he stay?!"

"He asked me out for coffee to replace the one he drank," Kurt told her. "I can't tell if he's just trying to be nice or..."

"Kurt...you know I love you but you are oblivious. He clearly likes you!" Rachel said.

"So I should go out with him?"

"Of course! He's nice, a great actor and he's famous. He's a catch by any standards."

"I know...I know. I just haven't dated since...well you know…" Kurt said.

"It's been five years Kurt. You're allowed to be happy."

"I know...I know. You're right. But what about Clara?" Kurt muttered.

"What about her?" Rachel asked. "I think she'd be excited for you."

"But I don't want to bring someone into her life who might not stick around," Kurt added.

"You just can't live that way, Kurt. You can't not take a shot because you're afraid of it not working out." Rachel told him. Kurt knew at that moment that she was right. He really liked Blaine. He owed it to himself to try this.

"Okay… I'll text him back."

"Yes! Okay, whenever your date is I am coming over and helping you pick out an outfit. And, me and my favorite goddaughter are going to have a girls night." Rachel told him. "Ooh, I'm so excited!"

"Okay, it sounds like a plan," Kurt replied. "Rach...tell me one more time that this is the right thing to do."

"This is absolutely the right thing to do. Go get your man Kurt." And with that, she hung up. Kurt took a deep breath and walked out into the hallway. He was met with Clara's sad little face.

"Daddy, the rain ruined my papers." she pouted.

"Oh honey, I'm sorry," Kurt said as he walked closer to the little girl. "We'll try to dry them off okay. Or you can make new pictures. How about some hot chocolate to warm you up and make you feel better?" Clara nodded and followed her father into the kitchen.

"Can I have marshmallows?" she asked.

"Yes," Kurt replied with a smile.

"And whipped cream? Please daddy."

"Yes, you may have whipped cream too," Kurt told his daughter. While he got the hot chocolate ready, Kurt looked over at his daughter.

"Clara, honey, I have a question for you," Kurt said. "How would you feel if Daddy went out on a date?"

"What would you do?"

"Probably just get some coffee."

"That kinda sounds boring," Clara replied. "Who would you go with?"

"Well, the man we met today at the theatre, Blaine. He asked me."

"Oh, I like him," Clara told Kurt. "He's nice. But you should do something more fun than just drink coffee. You should go ice skating!"

"Well, maybe if we go out again." Kurt laughed. "But you're really okay with it?"

"Yes,"

"And you know that this will not change anything between us? You are still the most important person in the world to me." Kurt told her.

"Well obviously. I am pretty great." Clara replied with a smile and Kurt couldn't help but laugh. He sure had a pretty sassy daughter, but he wouldn't change her for the world.

"Well alright, Miss Sassypants, what do you say we take these hot chocolates into the living room and find a good Christmas movie to watch?" Clara nodded and followed Kurt into the living room where they settled themselves on the couches.

Kurt found "The Santa Clause" on TV and before he knew it Clara had fallen asleep nestled into his side. Kurt picked up the little girl and carried her to bed and gently placed her onto the mattress. He covered her with her blankets before placing a kiss on her forehead and whispering "I love you."

Now that Clara was finally in bed, Kurt knew it was time to reply to Blaine. He opened up Tinder and clicked on Blaine's message once again. "This is gonna be a good thing," he whispered to himself.

He typed out "I think that can be arranged. Just name a time and place :)" Kurt felt butterflies in his stomach as the whooshing sound of the sent message erupted from his phone. This was gonna be a good thing. He knew it...He just knew it.