Author's note: This wasn't supposed to have got so angsty, but I guess that couldn't be avoided.
"You look upset", Kurt observed, as he drove Blaine home.
"Hmm? No, I'm fine."
"I'm sorry. I shouldn't have suggested Chandler went on a date with Sebastian."
"Why not? They seemed to be…" Blaine sighed "…enjoying each other's company."
"Is that why you're upset?"
"I told you I am NOT upset!" Blaine shouted, then sighed again. "Sorry. I've had a long day."
Kurt gulped down, his nose itching and he knew tears were about to follow, so he blinked fast, but couldn't avoid one that rolled down his cheek. They remained silent for the rest of the short trip, but once Kurt parked in front of Blaine's house, he turned to face to smaller boy.
"Are you going to tell me what's really on your mind?"
"It's nothing, Kurt, I told you."
"You've been in a sour mood the whole evening, Blaine! I kept trying to talk to you during dinner and you barely glanced at me, you kept pouting the whole time!"
Blaine shook his head, but didn't deny it. Truth was, he couldn't deny. But he didn't want to hurt Kurt either. He forced a smile and shook his head. "It's nothing, really. I just have a headache. I'll talk to you tomorrow, ok?"
Kurt started to nod, but suddenly changed his mind. "No, Blaine, it's not okay. Because tomorrow we won't talk about it, or we'll dismiss it and brush it under the carpet like we always do."
"What's that supposed to mean?"
"We never talk about stuff, Blaine! I mean, yeah we talk about music and fashion and Broadway and sometimes about college and the future, but we never talk about our problems. We just try to ignore them and hope they fade away, but guess what? They don't!"
Blaine's mouth was a thin line and his eyes were focused intently on Kurt. "I didn't realize we had any problems."
"Then it's worse than I had imagined. Blaine… I know why you're upset. I know why you hardly said two words to me during dinner. I know why you couldn't keep your eyes away from Sebastian and Chandler. I know it. You were jealous."
"Don't be ridiculous."
"Stop it! Stop trying to deny it, I know! And it's fine, really. Sebastian's charming, I get that. He's… alluring. And he always flirts with you, but he didn't today and it got you down. Because you're used to having his attention. I get all that Blaine and I won't say I like it, but I get it. But I was there, Blaine. I was paying attention to you and talking to you and flirting with you and that should have been enough for you!" The tears were rolling free through Kurt's face now. "So why wasn't it? Why am I not enough for you?"
"You're imagining things, Kurt. Sebastian and I are friends, that's all there is."
"Blaine! How long are you going to stay in denial? He wants you, I can see it, everyone can see it, it's impossible that you don't!"
Blaine humphed. "You are one to talk…"
"What?"
"What about David?" Blaine all but spat the name.
"What about him?"
"He wants you and don't even pretend you don't know that. He gave you presents for Valentine's Day and everything, cards and flowers and stuff."
"Balloons."
"What?"
"He never gave me flowers, he gave me balloons."
"Yeah, let's focus on that, shall we?"
Kurt shook his head and took a deep breath.
"It's different. It's completely different. David said he cared for me, yes, but he backed off when I said I wasn't interested and he hasn't even suggested anything different since then. We're friends. He knows I have a boyfriend and he respects that, unlike Sebastian. And stop trying to steer the conversation away from him, by the way." Kurt turned back on his seat, facing the street ahead. "I've always known Sebastian wanted you, but I tried to convince myself that it didn't matter, because we loved each other and he couldn't come between us. But now I'm not so sure anymore…"
"You're not sure you love me?"
"I do. But I don't think you love me. Not anymore. Not the way you used to."
It was Blaine's turn to take a deep breath before answering. "You're making a huge deal out of this, Kurt. Just because I was silent during dinner you've created this whole scenario in your mind…"
"Created? Really? It's what, only my imagination?" Kurt quickly turned back. "Tell me, then, Blaine. Tell me you love me."
"I love you!" The response was immediate, but it felt more like an accusation then a declaration.
Kurt licked his lips. "And how do you feel about Sebastian?"
"I…" Blaine trailed off. "He's…" He sighed, suddenly tired. "I don't know."
"Then maybe you should figure it out."
Blaine gulped down and nodded. He sighed again and looked into Kurt's teary eyes. He felt his own tears fall down his cheeks. "I do love you."
"I know. I love you too."
Silently, Blaine opened the door and left the car, heading to his house without looking back. Kurt watched him go with a mixture of sadness and relief. When had life got so complicated?
