What I really wanna know, ahh baby.
What I really wanna say I can't define, got love make it go.
My soul will have to...

Two hours and four orgasms later, Blaine decides to take a shower.

His alcohol and sex-induced haze all evaporated instantly at the contact of ice cold water on his skin. It all dawned on him at that moment – what had just happened, and what it means for him and Kurt's relationship.

Oh that's right. I have a boyfriend. Blaine waited for his inner voices to wage a war against himself while shampooing his hair, but just like a reply from Kurt on one of his text messages – there was none. Blaine smiled to himself, even his moral compass was tired it didn't even start an internal conflict. Either that or it's satisfied with what just happened.

He finishes the bath in peace, and wears the same set of clothes he wore when he arrived. They weren't worn much anyway. And then he walks back to the bedroom, to a smiling Eli who's probably just as satisfied as he was, lying in bed looking exactly how he left him.

"That was awesome babe." God, his teeth look even better after sex.

Blaine doesn't respond immediately, for right even before this all started he already knew how it was going to end. He just smiled sheepishly – just like how he smiled when Kurt paid him compliments, or when Kurt asked him as his date for the prom, or when Kurt gave him flowers when he easily bagged the role that Kurt so desperately wanted. Oh my god just stop it Blaine Anderson okay?

Eli sits up and puts on his boxers that Blaine remembers pulling off just minutes earlier. He lightly shakes his head and walks towards Eli, who makes space for him as he sits on the edge of the bed.

"You know how these things go, right?" Blaine asks Eli, his voice deeper and more serious.

Eli smiles and leans his head on the headboard. "For the record, you are currently at the top of my list." They share a hearty laugh, and in an instant they're back to what they were not more than 2 months ago – total strangers who've never met each other.

Blaine nods and bids Eli goodbye – without a kiss or a hug because strangers don't hug, do they? He walks out of the building the same way he came in – head high and with not a doubt in his mind that he was wrong.

So just as before, he comes home to an empty house with no signs of life in it. He picks up an apple and he jogs up the stairs, his footsteps the only audible sound as he walks to his room at the end of the hall. That's weird, Nana did not turn the lights off.

So when Blaine entered the room, his world stopped at the sight of someone he should have been so happy and eager to see. But to be honest, right now he wasn't.

It was Kurt Hummel.