The week came and went by slowly, and now the New Directions were sitting in the choir room preforming their duets that they'd spent the past week working on, well, except for Kurt and Blaine. "Awesome job Sam and Mercedes!" He waited for them to take a seat. "Alright, last up, Kurt and Blaine." As they sang, Blaine didn't take his eyes off Kurt, and every time they made eye contact, Kurt quickly looked away. All too soon, their song finished and Kurt was staring right into Blaine's eyes, but as soon as Kurt noticed, he looked away again. Everyone voted on a ballot, and Mr. Schue said he'd he's announce the results at the next meeting.

"Kurt, wait up." Blaine called after Kurt, but Kurt just kept walking, so Blaine ran to catch up. "Hey, I think we need to talk."

"Oh? Well, you've have the past two weeks. Where were you then?" Kurt's eyes were cold as ice.

"I was scared Kurt."

"Great, now I scare you. You're doing so well at this Blaine." Kurt rolled his eyes.

"No, that's not what I meant! I meant—"

"Goodbye Blaine." Kurt turned to leave.

"I love you!" Blaine called after Kurt. The words fell out of Blaine's mouth before he even knew what he was saying, but it was true. He knew that now.

Kurt stopped walking and turned back to Blaine. "What was that?"

"I— I love you Kurt." His eyes didn't waver, though all he wanted to do was run and hide.

"Then why push me away?" Kurt slowly walked back towards Blaine and stopped inches away from him.

"I thought it was best for you."

"How about you talk to me before you do shit like that. I know what's best for me, so instead of assuming, ask."

"I'm so sorry Kurt."

"Thank God you two are talking again!" Rachel's voice echoed from down the all, quickly grabbing the attention of them both. "So, what are we talking about?" Rachel asked once she was beside them.

"Um, we were—" Blaine stammered.

"We were discussing how bad ass we sounded with zero practice." Kurt jumped in to Blaine's rescue, as he didn't know what Rachel knew and what Blaine would be okay with sharing.

Rachel sighed. "Well, it's a start. As long as you two don't hate each other."

"Never." Blaine said, looking back at Kurt.

Rachel noticed the intense look in Blaine's eyes. "Well, on that note, I'll leave you two alone. Call me later Kurt." Then she disappeared around the corner.

"Where were we?" Kurt asked, his blue eyes sparkled when the light hit them.

"I think we were right about when I was going to ask you to come over to my house for dinner."

"Oh? Like a date?" Kurt was being coy, and Blaine loved it.

"Not like a date. A date." Blaine replied after gaining the courage he felt he was losing.

"I guess the only response I have for you is, what time should I be there?" Kurt's smile was radiant. Blaine only ever wanted to see that smile for as long as he could.

"Seven?" Blaine asked, less as a question but more as a statement.

"I'll see you then."

After checking the mirror at least ten times to make sure he looked good for Kurt, he turned off the stove and ran to the door when he heard Kurt knock. Before he opened the door he took a deep breath, then opened the door to see that radiant smile of Kurt's. After Kurt stepped in, he took Kurt's coat and hung it up. Then he turned back to look at Kurt. "You look… perfect, as always." He smiled.

"As do you." Kurt replied while straightening Blaine's bowtie. Kurt looked up into Blaine's eyes and saw how nervous he was. "Hey, calm down. It's just me."

"There is no 'just,' about you Kurt. You're amazing and I don't want to fuck up again."

"Hey, how about we enjoy tonight, and worry later, hmm?" Kurt squared Blaine's shoulders as he spoke.

"Deal." Blaine said, as he lead Kurt over to the table. He pulled out a chair for Kurt, then went back into the kitchen to grab the food he prepared. After their meal, Blaine started a fire in the fireplace, (it was one of the things Blaine really liked about living here,) as Kurt picked out a film. Once the fire was lit, and the film was playing, Blaine grabbed a throw blanket and sat as close to Kurt as humanly possible, then rested the blanket across their laps. As the movie played on, Kurt took hold of Blaine's hand and interlocked fingers. Blaine looked at Kurt, only to see a pair of dazzling blue eyes already fixed on him, so he gently squeezed Kurt's hand. "Kurt, I—" his words were kissed out of him, all he cared about were the soft lips that were now on his, the movie was quickly forgotten. Blaine brought his other hand up to cup Kurt's check, but he refused to let go of Kurt's other hand, he was afraid that if he did, Kurt would fade away. When they finally pulled away for air, there were silent for a moment.

"Hey Blaine, what you said earlier today, did you mean it?"

"Every word." Blaine said, his gaze not wavering.

"Good." Kurt replied and looked away.

"Good?" Blaine repeated and connected with Kurt's eyes again.

"Good, because I love you too." It was now Blaine's turn to capture Kurt's lips, this kiss was less tentative, and more passionate. Less of a desire to kiss Kurt and more of a need to. Blaine never thought he'd ever know what love really was, but here love was, sitting beside him, kissing him. And best of all, he felt loved back.