Kurt hadn't had the chance to sit Blaine down and talk about things, and it was starting to affect his relationship with him. They barely talked again for the time they were at Burt's, and Blaine had tried to cuddle and snuggle with Kurt in bed, but Kurt had only pushed him away.

Blaine had been hurt, but Kurt couldn't hug him without attempting something inappropriate, and with Blaine still not understanding everything, it wouldn't be fair.

Kurt and Blaine, along with Finn said goodbye to Burt as they made their into the airport to catch a flight home, back to San Francisco. Blaine was a little solemn and quiet, and Kurt couldn't figure out what was wrong. Blaine wasn't his usual bouncy, puppy dog self, and he was starting to become worried.

On touch down, Blaine just followed along with Kurt and Finn to collect their luggage to head back home. Once home, Kurt watched as Blaine slouched down on the couch, and then curl into himself for a nap. Kurt sighed and left Blaine to sleep while he set about making dinner.

When Blaine woke up, he was a little more smiley and Kurt just then put it down to the stress of his first trip away from home, so he wrote it off as they sat and ate in peace.

"Kurt, you know a few days ago, you told me you were going to tell me what was bothering you," Blaine started and Kurt tensed a little, "What was it? Because it sounded important."

"Oh, nothing, it wasn't that important." Kurt played it off and Blaine frowned at him, but decided to drop it.

"Alright, well I'll just be in my room," Blaine said as he started to get up, placing his plate next to the sink and turning back to Kurt, "I might have a shower, and don't worry about washing up, I'll do it."

Kurt couldn't help but feel guilty at Blaine's sad voice, and he watched his best friend walk away sort of slumped. Blaine was hurt, and confused, and Kurt knew it was because of him pushing him away and keeping distance between them. Kurt was afraid, he was afraid of jumping into acting on his feelings, when Blaine hadn't even been human 6 months ago.

It was starting to get him down. The more he tried to fight against it though, the more his heart hurt. He decided to just get back on the horse and maybe start dating. Maybe it would give him some perspective of his life and what he should be doing, rather than constantly thinking and hurting himself.

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Blaine was confused. He didn't understand other humans very well, but he thought he knew Kurt well enough that he would understand his actions. But he was wrong. He had no idea hat was going on.

Did he do something wrong? Say something he shouldn't have?

He didn't understand why Kurt was pushing him away, and on top of that, why Kurt felt like he couldn't talk to him. He was a good dog, and he was betting he was a good person, Finn liked him, Rachel, Burt and Carole liked him, so why now out of all people in his life, didn't Kurt?

He was hurt. He knew Kurt was lying to him about what he wanted to talk about, it was important enough to make Kurt more nervous around him than usual, and important enough to keep space between them where there hadn't been before.

Kurt hadn't even said a word to him after their play around in the park, and Blaine was starting to wonder of it had something to do with him. Was Kurt wanting to get rid of him now that he wasn't a dog anymore, had he ruined his life by changing, had he just wanted a dog in his life, something to listen to him and not say a word?

He had no clue. But he could feel the divide between them growing and he didn't like it, it made him sad. He felt like whining and crying, but he wouldn't. It would only bring attention to his own suffering and he wanted to be a good friend to Kurt, not make him suffer through the agony with him.

In the next couple of weeks at home, Kurt started disappearing more, and left Blaine alone in the house for hours at a time. Blaine knew that if he wanted to go out he could, he didn't need permission or guidance anymore, he was good at interacting like a human, among them, but Kurt avoided eye contact now and it was becoming ridiculous.

No matter how many times, he tried to catch Kurt to ask where he was going, he was always a little late, and just caught the tail end of Kurt's scarf going out the door.

He resigned himself to a life of being alone, now that Kurt didn't want him. He started going out at night too, people weren't all that different during the day as they were at night. Although alcohol made them all a little more rambunctious.

Blaine didn't mind, it entertained him, he found himself enjoying a nightly stroll through the streets, that were always teeming with drunk people and it always brought a smile to his face.

"Hey handsome, going somewhere?" a drawled voice spoke next to his ear on one particular night and Blaine then found himself with an armful of drunk woman, and pushed up against a nearby wall as he tried to catch and steady her.

She leaned in close to him as they both stood against the wall and he coughed uncomfortably.

"I think you've had too much to drink, ma'am." He said as politely as he could but it didn't deter her she just pouted and ran a finger down his chest.

"Aww, what? Can't handle a drunk woman?" She said in a breathy tone and Blaine raised an eyebrow in confusion, and she laughed, "I can show you a good time."

"What?"

"Sex honey," She whispered into his ear, and his mind brought up images from when he sat in front of the computer, and he looked alarmed, "you want to?"

"No, thank you." He said as he tried to push her away, and she grabbed onto him a little harsher.

"Aww, have you never been with a girl before?" She asked when she noticed the frightened look on his face, "I can be gentle...if you want."

"Erm..." He hesitated, and she ran her red nailed hand down his abdomen to cup between his legs, and he couldn't help the little yelp he made when her hand squeezed it.

"Come on, be a good boy."

His mind brought up images from all the times when Kurt called him a good boy and his mind was flooded with warm blue eyes, and a smile, and he found the strength then to push her away from him.

"No, thank you," He said a little more firmly as he leaned her against the wall, "It's not right."

She jibed him a little as he walked away quickly, and by the time he made it home he was shuddering a little. He felt cold and dread sink into his heart, and looking down at himself he noticed a lump in the front of his jeans.

He didn't know what to do, he felt ashamed but also there was a feeling inside his stomach that was just getting stronger the more he tried to ignore it. What was wrong with him?

He ran to his room and removed his clothes, and looked down at himself. Why was it like that? He put his hand down to feel along it and it sent a shiver up his spine but clouded his mind a little with confusion. Why was it so hard? It looked like the ones that were in those videos when he was researching about intimacy, he had no idea what to do. In the videos they had another person to do something with it, like stick it inside someone or in a mouth.

But he had nobody.

He reached down with one hand and ran a finger along it, the shiver ran up his spine again.

Maybe he could get rid of it himself? He placed his hand around himself and the pleasure that settled low in his gut made him move, slowly at first he moved his hips into his hand, feeling it slip through slightly and...oh! that felt good.

He moved a little faster after that, and his mind brought up an image of pink lips and blue eyes, a pale chest and long legs, and something was wriggling in his stomach as the pleasure built. It built up until Blaine felt like he had to pee and then it was over, he shivered again and he breathed out a sigh of relief looking down to see it spurt white liquid on his hand. That was just like he had seen in those videos.

His bedroom door opened suddenly and he was too dazed to cover himself up, he just stood there holding onto himself as Kurt appeared.

"Hey Blaine I- Oh My God!"

The door to his bedroom slammed shut again, and that seemed to snap Blaine out of his daze and he let go of himself, and wiped his hand off on a couple of tissues which were on his bedside table, before pulling his pants and a vest back on and venturing out of his room.

He found Kurt sitting on the couch, face red with embarrassment, and when he saw Blaine he looked sad.

"I'm sorry Blaine I-" He started but Blaine interrupted him with a wave of his hand.

"Oh don't worry Kurt, I shouldn't have done that here."

"Shouldn't have? Blaine it's ok to do that in your own room."

"It is?"

"Yes, it's called...masturbation, it relieves pressure and brings relief to people if they can't have sex, you know?" Kurt tried to explain through his embarrassment, and Blaine nodded along interestingly.

"Oh, so it's natural."

Kurt nodded.

"Ok...I think I understand." Blaine said as he sat next to Kurt, and tried not to be hurt when Kurt shuffled away from him a little, "So I can do that, it's not bad?"

"No, it's not bad," Kurt told him and Blaine felt a little better, "But I should have knocked before I- I didn't think you...did that?"

"That was the first time."

"What brought it on?"

"Erm...well, I don't know, a lady wanted me to have sex with her, in the street tonight, she was drunk...and I pushed her away, but she grabbed me and it kind of made things...stiff?"

"Oh...a woman." Kurt said with a slightly confused and hurt tone and Blaine had no idea what he said to cause that reaction.

"But I pushed her away, it wasn't right, what she was trying to do...and I came back here and I was a little confused as to what was happening to me."

"It's ok...maybe you should talk to Finn about girls...it's not really my ground." Kurt said in a shallow voice as he got up to wander into the kitchen.

Blaine had no idea what was going on, again, he was so confused.

"Kurt, what's wrong?" Blaine asked, "Did I say something wrong? Did I-"

"No, it's not you Blaine." Kurt sighed and Blaine clamped his mouth shut, Kurt was lying again and he didn't like it.

"Don't lie to me, Kurt."

Kurt turned to look at Blaine with wide hurt eyes, and then he glared at him.

"I'm not lying." He denied vehemently and Blaine felt his anger rise a little.

"Yes you are." He all but growled at Kurt, "Is it me? Are you upset about me?"

"Blaine-"

"Because you keep pushing me away, and it hurts Kurt, I thought we were best friends, and you're lying to me, I know something is wrong, you won't look at me, you won't talk to me...what is it?" Blaine pleaded frantically and Kurt turned his face away from him, biting his bottom lip.

"I'm not-"

"DON'T LIE!" Blaine yelled and Kurt jumped away from him with fright in his eyes, and Blaine took a step back, calming himself, "Please, I want to know what happened to us."

"Blaine please just leave it, I-I can't-" Kurt moaned out, almost on the edge of tears, and Blaine wanted to push because he was starting to get somewhere.

"You're hurt, I know you are, what's wrong?" Blaine begged and bent a little to take a step towards Kurt, trying not to startle him into moving away, "please Kurt, I love you, please tell me."

"That's just it!" Kurt yelled a little and Blaine jumped but he didn't move away, Kurt looked like he needed him close, "You make me feel things Blaine, and it's not right!"

"What?"

"I don't just love you, I'm falling in love with you, and it's not right!"

Blaine felt his heart plummet at the confession, tears springing to his won eyes as he watched Kurt break down into sobs.

"Why is it not right?" Blaine asked a little hurt himself, wiping his tears away and Kurt snorted.

"Because you like women?" He said and Blaine raised a confused eyebrow.

"When did I say that?"

"Well. look at what you did after one came on to you."

"Oh," Blaine said and then he smiled gently, "No, Kurt, no, it wasn't her...I was thinking about...you."

"What?"

"I thought about you," Blaine explained and grabbed one of Kurt's hands, rubbing his thumb over the knuckles lightly, "She called me a good boy, and all I could think about was our time together, and you and me, I pushed her away because I didn't want her...and when I came back, I did that, but there images in my head of you...your eyes, your smile, and I-"

Blaine never got to finish his sentence because Kurt had placed his mouth over Blaine's, and as Blaine kissed him back, they clung to each other desperately, tears on their faces mingling as they melted together.