A/N: I'm back with more story! Sorry for the long wait, hopefully you guys think it was worth it. This chapter's kinda short and not a lot happens, but no worries, I should have more regular updates now. So, hope you enjoy the chapter! Also, not to sound like a review-whore buuuut… I'm pretty sure if everyone who favorite and/or put this story on alert would've left a review, I would have twice the reviews I already have. Not that I'm unhappy with the number of reviews I have, but it's just that I know there's a lot more of you reading and I really want to know what you all think! So if you could take the time to write a short review, that would be absolutely lovely. Ok, now I think this author's note is pretty much longer than the actual chapter. Onto the story…

"You… cracked an egg on her head?" Blaine asked. Jesse let his face fall into his hands.

"Yes," he replied morosely. Blaine shifted uncomfortably on his bed.

"And then you just… left her there?" he said, disbelief coloring his voice. Jesse's curls bounced as he nodded into his palms.

"Yes," he said again. He looked up slowly. "So now you can understand why Kurt hates me," he continued, standing up from the foot of his bed to change into his pajamas.

"Kurt doesn't hate you," Blaine replied automatically, although looking back on his boyfriend's reaction when he saw Jesse and knowing what he knew now, Blaine wasn't sure that was true. Jesse gave him a small smile.

"Thanks for trying, but he does. They all do," Jesse explained, his face twisting into an expression of anguish. "Even Rachel." Blaine cocked his head to the side, studying the older boy.

"You still have feelings for her, don't you?" he asked.

"No, of course not!" Jesse interjected through the cotton of the t shirt he was currently pulling over his head. Blaine leaned back on his pillows, cradling his head in his hands.

"Really? Because I saw you throw away those girls' numbers," he said pointedly. "So that leads me to believe you have feelings for someone else. So if it's not Rachel, then I guess it must be me. Now I'll admit, our voices sound lovely together and I'm strangely fascinated by your hair, but I have a boyfriend who I care very much abo-" Blaine would have continued his rant if Jesse hadn't thrown a pillow in his face. Before Blaine could respond, Teenage Dream filled the room. Hearing his boyfriend's ringtone, Blaine reached for his phone with a blinding smile. "Hey Babe," he said happily.

"Hey," Kurt replied, sighing contentedly. "It's good to hear your voice."

"Mhmm, yours too," Blaine said, letting his eyes slide shut.

"How was your day?" Kurt asked.

"It was fine," Blaine answered. "Jesse and I sang karaoke at the Student Union. We totally showed everybody up," Blaine told him.

"Oh yeah, Jesse." Blaine swore Kurt's voice lowered an entire octave when he said the other boy's name.

"Yeah. He told me what happened between you guys," Blaine said, glancing over at Jesse. He was flipping through a book, pretending not to listen. "I think he's sorry," Blaine told Kurt. He might have imagined it, but it looked like Jesse gave a nearly imperceptible nod of approval.

"I don't care how sorry he is. He's not forgiven," Kurt huffed, anger seeping into his voice. He took a steadying breath, which seemed to calm him down. "Blaine," he said, suddenly serious.

"Yeah Kurt?" Blaine asked, sitting up.

"How do I get Wes and David off my couch?"

"They're at your house?" Blaine asked in surprise.

"Yeah, didn't you hear? I'm their substitute Blaine," Kurt explained dryly.

"Oh… well that sounds… fun," Blaine said, trying his best not to laugh at his boyfriend's expense. Kurt groaned, and Blaine could imagine him dramatically leaning against the wall, his head thrown back in despair.

"Not exactly," he replied. "Don't get me wrong, I love them to death. They're just so…"

"Crazy?" Blaine offered.

"Yes!" Kurt cried. Another sigh. "I honestly don't know how you deal with it." Blaine laughed.

"It's a bit overwhelming at first, but you get used to it. Now, I'm pretty much desensitized," Blaine explained. "Oh, and since it's the weekend and they don't have to go back to Dalton, good luck getting them to leave. You're probably going to have two overnight guests tonight," he added. Kurt groaned again.

"Well it's getting late here," he said. Stupid time difference, Blaine thought. "I think I'm gonna go. Call me tomorrow?"

"Absolutely," Blaine said. "Love you." He could practically feel Kurt blush. No matter how long they'd been dating, he still blushed everytime Blaine said he loved him.

"Goodnight Blaine," he mumbled. "Love you too."