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Puck just had to ruin the moment.
With a sarcastic sense of excitement "Aww!" Now very monotone, "now let's go to dinner I'm fucking hungry."
Blaine let go of Kurt, still with a childish grin on his face.
"I've missed you too Blaine," Kurt moved his hands down to grab onto Blaine's, "do you think we can talk later, after dinner?"
"Ah, so that means you're coming to dinner? Of course we can."
Blaine seemed so happy; he seemed to be on cloud nine. Kurt absolutely loved seeing Blaine like this. He was relieved that Blaine was happy to see him. He felt something again while holding Blaine. It felt the same way to Kurt as a few hours ago when Blaine emerged onto stage. Kurt wanted Blaine in his life again. He was for sure. And he was very happy, but still he was nervous about how their conversation would go later on that night.
Blaine pushed Puck away, in a joking manner, as they all piled into the back to the big SUV. Kurt had wished they had a little while longer to hold each other, he was annoyed that everyone was there. But, he needed to have a good night with all of his friends and get the talk that he and Blaine would have later out of his head. This would be a night to remember, and he could not take advantage of that. Santana began fishing around in her purse for something. A few seconds later she pulled out a bottle of watermelon flavored Bacardi, took a sip, and passed it on to Britney. Britney took a much too large sip, and made a very unappealing face while pulling the bottle away from her lips.
"B-but Santana, that doesn't taste like watermelon." Britney slurred. Confused.
Santana just laughed. The bottle was being passed around the car, everyone was chugging it. The bottle came to Blaine.
"Oh, no thanks guys, I have to properly thank everyone for coming tonight at dinner, and my parents wouldn't want me to embarrass them. Are you guys planning on drinking later wherever it is that you all are staying?" Blaine politely asked.
"Yeah baby! We're all staying at Kurt's, I'm sure you're welcome to spend the night!" Mercedes said, totally flirting, and knowing that Kurt wouldn't be happy about that offer to Blaine.
"Well I'll have to see about that! I'll come back with you for a little while later to get some drinks in my system, it's been awhile, and I need to make the most out of tonight!" Blaine said so fucking happily. And nudging Kurt to see if it would be alright.
Kurt smiled at Blaine. And with that Blaine putting his hand, palm side up, on Kurt's lap. Blaine was hoping Kurt would get the lead he was giving him. Kurt did, he rested his hand in Blaine's.
It wouldn't go unnoticed.
"So does this mean you guys are like, back together?" Mercedes asked, a little too cheerfully.
"You guys are so totally going to get down tonight." Santana added.
Puck interrupted. "Hey! Let's not make it awkward for the two lovers. You and Britney give each other sweet lady kisses every night and you don't hear us saying anything." Emphasizing on the words "sweet lady kisses" with a mocking tone of voice.
Blaine burst out into laughter.
"I just love you guys! This night wouldn't be half as special without all of you here. I wish the rest of the crew could have made it, but thank you guys, it means the world. You're all amazing." Kurt could not help but smile at Blaine. He had never seen him this happy, and he was loving every second of holding his hand.
"No, you're amazing, Blaine. I'm totally going to ask Lord Tubbington if you can guest star on Fondue for Two."
"Just tell me when, Brit."
Not only Blaine was happy, it was just a delightful environment to be in.
They arrived at the restaurant. Everyone hurried out of the car, one little problem, everyone besides Kurt and Blaine had been drinking straight vodka the whole drive there. It was a joke watching them all pile out of the car. Mercedes almost fell onto the sidewalk face first, Santana tripped on the curb, and Sam walked into the fire hydrant. Blaine told the rest of them to head on into the restaurant and to tell his parents that he'd be in shortly. He just stood there, looking at Kurt. Kurt was worried that Blaine would be embarrassed about all of his drunken Neanderthal friends.
"God, I'm just so happy that you're all here, I feel like I'm getting annoying, I keep repeating that, but it's true, Kurt."
"You're not annoying, Blaine. I was so nervous about seeing you tonight." Kurt said, while looking at the ground, self-conscious.
"When I saw you standing there, Kurt… my heart started to beat three times faster than it should. I froze, it felt like it took me an hour to walk the ten steps over to you."
"Well, you did walk unusually slowly."
"I was so nervous. So, do you mind if I go back with you guys tonight, I-I mean, I won't stay there. Just to loosen up, have a couple drinks?"
Kurt took hold of Blaine's hand again.
"Of course not. Just promise me something first?"
"Anything" Blaine smiled, while raising his eyebrows. God, Kurt loved those eyebrows.
"Can we have that talk before each of us drink, I just want to go in a room, just the two of us, and talk about what happened last year. I'm ready now Blaine, and if you are too, I'd like to know what happened and talk through it. And we were drunk last time, I don't want a repeat. I want to have a mature adult conversation."
"Of course, Kurt. I'm so glad that you want to talk about it. I have a lot to explain to you. And I'm just happy that you're ready to hear it," Blaine said, "but let's get in there before my parents send people to come looking for me."
Blaine held the door for Kurt, and led him into the restaurant.
Kurt led Blaine into his room, they had gotten back from dinner a few minutes earlier and everyone else was beginning to drink. But Kurt and Blaine weren't worried about the others not leaving them any alcohol, they had plenty. There was also a 24-hour liquor store about a block away that Puck wouldn't have a problem going to if they ran out.
"This is so surreal. I can't believe I'm here, with you." Blaine said.
"I can't believe that you had your Broadway debut tonight and you don't think that's more surreal than being here with me." Kurt replied.
"It's just been a crazy night, I honestly feel like I will remember tonight forever. I made it, Kurt. I'm on Broadway. I always dreamed of it, but I never felt like I was cut-out for it. I felt like it wasn't in the plan for me; I was just always some sort of dreamer."
"I'm so proud of you, Blaine. You did spectacular. Really, I'm not just saying that because it's you. That was one of the funniest shows I have ever seen, and your performance as an actor, singer, and dancer was phenomenal. You're a triple-threat." Kurt said, smiling.
Blaine just stood there for a few seconds. Quiet. Kurt could tell he was thinking about something.
"I didn't have sex with Sebastian, you know." Blaine was clearly avoiding eye-contact.
Kurt was surprised at how fast Blaine brought up the subject.
"Okay."
"He just ,like, kissed me, and I went along with it, at first. I tried pushing him away a few times, but I started to get into it a little, I-I guess."
"Okay."
"He tried to go further, he started to unbutton my pants, but then it hit me. I pushed him off, he was resistant at first but I pushed him really hard. And I walked out. I couldn't believe that I let myself do that. With you gone, living here, I just missed you. I missed having someone."
"Why were you with Sebastian anyways?"
"The Warblers invited me to go out to dinner with them that night. Afterwards, Wes, David, Nick, and Sebastian were going out for drinks, they invited me."
"So, did you go back to Sebastian's place, or did he come to yours?"
"Neither, u-uh-uhm, we were kissing in the bathroom."
"Classy." That bothered Kurt. He never knew Blaine to be like that.
"I know, Kurt. Can you forgive me? I haven't even spoken with Sebastian since, and I know you thought we slept together but we didn't. As soon as I realized what I was doing I regretted it. I really am sorry. It's cool if you don't want to jump back into a relationship with me, but at least forgive me so we can be friends, it's been a year."
"Blaine, I don't know what I want. I still love you. But I trusted you with everything in me, and you out of all people know how hard it is for me to trust. I gave you that and you threw it out like it was nothing."
Blaine, ignoring everything else that Kurt had just said;
"Wait, did you just say you still love me?" Blaine said. Kurt wasn't done with the conversation yet, but Blaine was just so cute.
"Uh-huh." Kurt said, rolling his eyes.
"Look, let me break it down for you so you have no more doubts." Blaine said, realizing Kurt still had questions. "I kissed Sebastian. I regretted it. It was killing me inside, so I told you. I should have been mature and told you before I drank that night, but I was too nervous of losing you. Ask anyone who knows the both of us, I'm still so stuck on the thought of me and you. I never got over you, every day was still as hard as that night after you told me to leave. It never got easier," Blaine said he was beginning to stutter and from the looks of it; he was beginning to tear up, "and that's because I still love you. Kurt Hummel, I will always love you. I know what it feels like to lose you, and I will never let it happen again. I swear." Blaine was practically begging Kurt to forgive him.
Something inside of Kurt let go. He had let go of Blaine's mistake. Kurt believed that Blaine was sorry, he believed that Blaine wouldn't do it again. Kurt let his wall down.
"I forgive you, Blaine."
Blaine held Kurt as tight as he could,
"Not only was I on Broadway tonight, but I got my fucking boyfriend back." Blaine said, half-laughing-half-crying.
"Hey there, I wouldn't go that far."
"It'll happen, don't deny it," Blaine replied, playfully. "Let's go out there with the rest of them, it's getting late and I want to spend some time with them before I have to leave, I mean, I have a show to do tomorrow. Huh, I'll have to get used to saying that every day."
"You have to perform every day?" Kurt asked.
"Twice on Wednesdays and Sundays, but Monday's are my day off."
"Ah, I'll have to keep that in mind." Kurt said, smiling.
Blaine opened the door for Kurt and they walked out to the kitchen, hand n' hand.
