Blaine's POV

Kurt fixed my life, he turned it around, and fixed all of it, except the part that was in love with him, but that was my problem to deal with alone. He took me in, helped me through the divorce, helped me keep my grades up at NYADA. Helped me to find a better sitter for Jackson who let me keep the hours I had to work at night. He was my rock, my guardian angel, and I loved him for it.

I'll be forever grateful for all he's done for me. I would have ended up leaving school and maybe even being homeless without him, or even worse, I'd still be stuck with her, living a lie. I try to do everything I can to pay him back for taking care of me. I found him auditions after he graduated at semester, and he got one of them. I looked over his design ideas for his job. I cooked whenever I was at the apartment, but after a few months I felt like less of a burden and was able to laugh and smile with him again, and I still owe him every thing, but he's convinced me we're even.

I still love him, I'm sure that I do now, but I can't just tell him. He took me, and now we're roommates. I can't just dump this on him.

Kurt's POV

Having Blaine living with me is a tie between the biggest blessing, and the biggest curse, I'm sure now that I love him, and Jackson, geez that curly haired toddler charmed his way into my heart just like his father, but those poor boys have been through so much, and Blaine's never been in a relationship with a man, never with anyone but that witch of an ex-wife, I can't just jump the poor guy, and even worse he's doing so much, and trying so hard to repay me I don't want him to feel obligated to return my feelings. I think that's my biggest fear, I'll think he feels the same way, but he just thinks he needs to. It's killing me.

Kurt's POV

We're out at a mall, we've been walking around and window shopping all day. Talking, taking turns carrying Jackson, or holding his hands between us. He starts to get wiggly so we take him to the play-place and set him down, and he takes off. We both chase after him, it's his favorite game. One of us will be chasing him and the other grabs him and tickles him or tosses him in the air before setting him down and chasing him again. He just laughs and laughs. We've been at it for a half hour when I need to catch my breath.

I walked over to a bench and sat down to catch my breath watching Blaine play with his three year old son. He chased the boy around the play equipment before catching and tickling him then letting him go and chasing again.

"Hi" I hear and turn around to see the voice came from a pair of teenage girls standing behind me. "Hi?" I said back confused.

"Sorry to interrupt you," one of the girls said "but we just wanted to tell you what a beautiful family you have. I have never seen any two people look at each other with as much love in their eyes as you two." The other girl looked at me and said "Some day we hope to be that brave." They linked their fingers together for a moment then let go, and turned to walk away.

"You will be" I told them, and turned back to Blaine.

He picked up Jackson, holding the giggling boy so he was nearly upside down and sat down next to me. Blaine was out of breath his son wiggling out of his grasp and crawling into my lap I held the little boy and looked over at Blaine. Did he look at me like he loved me? Did I look at him that way? I guess we did look act like a family...and we lived together, but only because he got kicked out of his house, by his ex-wife for being gay. For being gay... I know I love him. I know I love his kid, he's just so charming who couldn't love him? I pulled him in tighter on my lap. Blaine caught his breath and turned to look at Jackson and I. Blaine leaned over and kissed Jackson on the forehead and leaned up to meet my eyes. His were so deep so many colors wrapped together I could stare into them forever, and he was staring straight into my eyes, his long eyelashes, and

Jackson started wiggling, effectively pulling us both out of our trances, I loosened my grip and let his little feet slide to the floor and he took off again, and we both jumped up and ran after him. I could see us being a family. I loved them both so much, so, so much.

Kurt's POV

After washing the dishes with me Blaine went and got Jackson from where he was stacking blocks in his play corner.

"Say goodnight to uncle Kurt." Blaine told him as he carried him over to me.

"Goodnight Uncle Kurt." he parrots and I kissed his forehead.

"Night buddy." Blaine carried him off into their room and I could see, and hear them getting ready for bed through the open door. Blaine helped Jackson get ready for bed, and let him pick out a story as he changed himself. I watched as Blaine pulled off his dress shirt to reveal his toned tan chest before he pulled on an old worn out tshirt, and again as he pulled sweats over his dark boxer briefs, he then the two of them left the room together in search of the bathroom to brush teeth.

I try to look busy on my computer as they walk through, and then back through the other way. I hear Blaine pick up Jackson and toss him on the bed and Jackson's giggles as they snuggle together and Blaine starts to read to him. I listen for a while and then I stand up and walk across the room to stand in the doorway. I look at this man and his son. Blaine, he's my best friend, he's sweet, and charming and handsome, he makes me laugh, and I love making him laugh, we finish each other's sentences, and since he was kicked out we've taken care of each other. I'd thought I was helping him when he moved in, but he's helped me too.

I love watching him interact with Jackson, listening to him sing, and just being near him in every way. Jackson is just the sweetest little boy. I've never been a big kid person. I like them yes, and they're fun to play with, but I'd never have the patience to teach kids, or anything like that, but I could spend all day with Jackson. He's smart, and funny and every bit as charming as his father, and somehow this sweet little boy has wrapped himself around my heart.

This could be mine. We could be what those girls thought we were today with barely a change. Is that what I want? Is that what Blaine wants? Is that how we feel? We already act like a couple in every sense but the name, and the physicality. Am I attracted to Blaine in that way? Yes. Of course I am have you seen him? He's got those eyes which stare right into my soul, and his curls that I still can't believe he used to hate, and that big broad chest, and his arms and, and where was I? Oh right dating him, I want to really bad, but I don't know how he feels, and I think it would get really serious really fast which scares me. A lot. Maybe I should talk to him. He is my best friend after all. I'll talk to him, maybe see where this goes because it would be scary to jump into something that could move really fast, but it's Blaine. Somehow he makes that okay. I could handle things moving fast with Blaine. I don't want to spend my life with anyone else. Well I guess that's my answer. I looked away from Blaine and Jackson cuddled up for story-time, and sat down on the couch with the remote.

He walked out of the room before I settled on a channel he sat down on the other end of the couch. We flipped channels for a minute before I muted the tv and turned to face him. I spoke up as I looked down at my hands.

"So today at the mall when we were chasing Jackson and I went to sit down two girls came up to me. They told me I had a beautiful family, and they hoped they could be as brave and as in love as we are." I swallowed my nerves and continued "They said we looked at each other with so much love in our eyes that they had to tell me they thought it was beautiful and they wanted to be just like us someday."

I looked up and met his eyes, and I could see what the girls were talking about. The way he was looking at me was a mixture of the care in his eyes when he looked at his son, and hunger, and something else something that made me want to lean over and pull him into my arms. We stared at each other for a long time before I spoke again.

"I hadn't realized how much we act like a couple until then, and I hadn't realized how you look at me until right now. You're my best friend Blaine, but is that all you want to be?" It took him a while to answer. Longer than I was comfortable with before he answered. He turned to face me on the couch and took my hands in his.

"I want to be anything you want me to be. If that is remaining your friend and roommate I will accept it, but if that is something more I will embrace it. It would make me so happy. I've wanted to tell you how I feel for a while now, but if you didn't, if you don't return my feelings I don't want you to feel awkward I mean I live in your apartment,"

"We share it, you pay half the rent." I object.

"And anyways I'm a lot to handle in a boyfriend. I mean I've never had a boyfriend before. I have a child, I'm working on Broadway, and another job. My ex-wife left me when she found out I was gay and in love with my best friend, and"

"You're in love with me?" I interrupted him.

"Yes."

"Yes?"

"Kurt I love you." It was all I needed to hear. I leaned forward and kissed him softly my lips barely brushing his.

"You know I've always liked a challenge." I whispered against his lips.

"Well in that case why don't you kiss me again boyfriend." he whispered back and I did.

They're together now! I hope you've liked it so far. There is an epilouge.