Hey! This chapters a bit longer than usual, 3000 words exactly (achievement) Bit of background setting, i was listening to the glee version of somewhere only we know when writing the Kurt flashback scene and various fun. songs when writing Blaine world, particularly carry on when writing the end...

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After giving up all hope finding any information on Facebook, what was with people and privacy? Kurt had thought bitterly, he threw himself into unnecessary work on Sunday. Rachel was back in Ohio for the weekend visiting her dads so Kurt couldn't even rely on her to keep him distracted. He didn't need to start any of his work until next week, when Santana came back, but he just couldn't afford to fall into a depressive state over a guy he didn't even know. Kurt had found this out the hard way as it had previously happened, almost destroying his career, it couldn't happen again he'd worked too damn hard for this job.

Back in NYU Kurt thought he had met the man of his dreams, Tyler. Tyler was smart, funny, gorgeous, understanding and basically perfect, or so Kurt thought. Kurt and Tyler had met in the library on campus, very movie like, at the beginning of their 1st year. Tyler was studying journalism and similarly to Kurt he hoped to work in the glamorous music business. Kurt had never being happier, he was living his dream life in New York complete with the dream boyfriend. However as finals and graduation drew near the relationship, just like everything in his life, collapsed.


FLASHBACK

It was a hectic time on NYU campus, students running everywhere tearing their hair out and staying awake on nothing but coffee, due to the impending finals that would ultimately determine their lives. Kurt had hid himself in his favourite place in the library. The spot he sat in was so secluded no student even bothered to step foot near it. Kurt loved it here, it was his safe haven for when school just got too stressful, it allowed him to sit in peace and avoid tearing peoples heads off; because if Kurt had learned anything at NYU it was that he didn't cope too well under pressure, very Jekyll and Hyde. Someone however did step foot in his safe haven on that sunny afternoon.

"Hey Kurt" Tyler whispered, he hated how quiet libraries were.

Kurt's head shot up, he wasn't expecting anyone to come here, his features however softened to form a smile when he seen Tyler.

"Hey" he whispered back, looking more closely at Tyler in the shadows casted by the bookcase, his brows furrowed in confusion, Tyler wasn't his usual cheerful self, something was wrong. "What's wrong?" he questioned.

"Can you come for a walk outside please?"

"Sure" Kurt agreed, the desperation in Tyler's voice was clearly evident.

Tyler led Kurt out of the library and outside to a secluded part of campus, Tyler sighed and shifted his weigh awkwardly.

"Did you just bring me here to look at the view?" Kurt teased. Tyler looked up and raised an eyebrow at Kurt, complete with his signature smirk. "The view is beautiful and all but I think revising might just benefit me more at the moment," Kurt laughed.

"Listen Kurt, we've been together two and a half years, I love you but I think now might be a really good time to discuss our futures, after all we only have a few weeks of school left."

Kurt tried to fully take in what he'd just heard, but there was one word he was sure he did not miss.

"Futures? As in plural? Two separate futures" Kurt questioned, surely he'd heard it wrong.

"Yes Kurt futures" Tyler answered looking away from Kurt's eyes. "You still definitely want to stay in New York don't you?"

Kurt didn't understand they'd discussed this before. "Yes, we've talked about this before, we'll find an apartment and start job hunting."

"Things have changed," Tyler sighed turning his back on Kurt, this was harder than he thought. "I've been offered a job."

"That's great" Kurt gushed, "At least one of us has a job to keep up with rent."

Tyler spun around "Kurt the jobs in LA."

Kurt's heart stopped "LA? Please tell me you don't mean California" Kurt couldn't believe what he was hearing.

"Yeah, it's with E! It's a behind the scenes job, no journalism work but there will be, it's the perfect start."

Kurt didn't fail to notice how Tyler was so animate when describing the job he clearly wanted it. "That's great" Kurt said, trying his best to sound happy, "It'll open a lot of New York opportunities."

"That's the thing Kurt, I'm going to stay in LA permanently, and there's just so many more opportunities. C'mon the place is crawling with celebs," he half joked.

"So that's it?" Kurt felt like his heart had just been ripped from his chest.

"I wish it wasn't Kurt" Tyler said while grabbing Kurt's shoulders, only to have him recoil, "I just don't see this long distance thing working while we're both on opposite sides of the country." Kurt stood quiet not sure what to say. "Come with me Kurt," Tyler announced like it was the greatest idea he'd ever had. "There will be plenty of talent in LA."

"No" Kurt could feel the anger, was Tyler seriously asking him to give up the city of his dreams. "I'm sorry Tyler, I can't. I want to find raw talent, New York can offer that LA can't."

Tyler sat down defeated, "So I guess this is it?"

"I guess so," Kurt murmured.

"Huh" Tyler gave a strained laugh "how do we even do this? Is there some kind of mutual break up handbook?"

Kurt refrained the urge to point out this was in no way mutual. "I guess we just go our separate way" Kurt suggested, "but Tyler don't forget that I did and still do love you with all my heart. This was just bad timing, I will never stand in the way of your dreams" Kurt leaned forward and gave him a lingering kiss.

Tyler smiled "I'm really sorry Kurt, I wouldn't go if it didn't mean so much. I'll never stop loving you. Well…" Tyler got up from the bench he'd sat down on, " I guess I better go. Hey maybe our paths will cross again and we can pick it up again."

Kurt scoffed at his optimism and watched him walk away, "Maybe" he quietly whispered to himself.

Even though the break up was ultimately a decision they'd both made Kurt couldn't help but fall into a depressive state. He stopped preparing for finals, stopped eating and even sleeping. It wasn't until Rachel had come to visit, days before finals, that he snapped out of it. It's amazing what getting slapped by Rachel Berry can do for a person. He nearly blew it completely. However with the help from Rachel and lots of caffeine he crammed for finals and with some stroke of dumb luck managed to pass and graduate.

He hadn't seen Tyler since the breakup but he did swear off relationships until he had set a solid foundation in his career.

END FLASHBACK


The memory hit him like a freight train he definitely wasn't expecting. Kurt laughed bitterly it turned out Tyler had been right to go to LA, last Kurt heard he was actually a well respected celebrity journalist, he was even in talks of his own chat show. Kurt pulled out his planner, contacts and laptop and started to focus on his work instead of memories of the past. Santana was due back in a week and he had to book talk shows, magazine and radio interviews in order to promote her new single. Photo-shoots were easy to come by, everyone loved Santana's style and everyone wanted to be her. Kurt found a bit more difficulty in securing TV interviews, Santana was an icon but she could be blunt to say the least and this truly did scare some interviewers. The world and TV execs surely didn't forget the great disaster of 2016, one of Santana's first public appearances. Santana decided she didn't like the interviewer one bit neither did she like her style and she didn't try to sugar coat the feelings either. As much as Kurt loved Santana and her talent she was a nightmare to represent sometimes.

Throughout the night Kurt had managed to stay distracted and find Santana a couple of guest spots, he was relieved that a cerain curly haired man didn't cross his mind.


Monday morning couldn't have come quick enough for Kurt, he had never been so eager to see Cooper before. He plopped down into his office chair and swivelled around to watch the door. He sat watching the clock, 9 o'clock, 10 o'clock, 11 o'clock, where the hell was he? Kurt couldn't help but laugh at the situation; Cooper sure did pick the perfect day to be late. Kurt started to drum his fingers on the desk, the annoyance starting to build in him. At 11:30 the door swung open to reveal a panting, disheveled Cooper.

"What time do you call this?" Kurt asked trying his best to sound like a boss, but failing miserably.

"I know, I'm sorry," Cooper blurted out, "Family drama. Little bro decided to go haywire."

Kurt just stared at Cooper in confusion it was unlike him to apologize for his 'right to be late' as he liked to put it. But Cooper carried on explaining.

"I don't know what to do he's been depressed all weekend and how does he cope? By drinking himself to death!" Cooper complained.

Kurt sat wondering how the genuine lovely guy he had met on Saturday could possibly be the same person Cooper was talking about.

"And then he had the audacity to turn up at my door at 4am!" Cooper carried on frustrated, "he kept going on about a coffee date and how perfect this blue eyed beauty was."

Kurt's heart plummeted; Blaine had been talking about him? "Blue eyed beauty," he mumbled.

"What?" Kurt looked towards Cooper to find him staring back; apparently he'd stopped rambling.

Kurt stuttered unsure how to explain it to Cooper, "His coffee date was me."

Cooper stood shocked, how did Blaine and Kurt even know each other, he was sure he hadn't introduced them before. "You and my brother went on a coffee date?" he questioned slowly.

"Well if this is the same brother that sang outside the office and has a fondness for Katy Perry, the yeah."

"Oh" Cooper muttered, still trying to reason it out. "Oh" he said more loudly as it clicked. That's how Blaine had found out about Friday Kurt had found him. One piece of information suddenly shot to the front of his mind, 'Blue eyed beauty', Cooper rolled this around in his head for a moment, huh, he scoffed to himself, guess that's why none of those GIRLS where right for him.

Kurt watched Cooper as he processed the information, becoming more anxious the wider Cooper's smirk got.

"Guess the association with Katy Perry will always follow Blaine" Cooper finally said with a laugh.

"So he is your brother then? Huh wouldn't have guessed someone so talented could be related to you" Kurt received a glare from Cooper, "I'd love to get in touch with him, the world would really benefit from a voice like his."

"Oh no no." Cooper backed up, "not through me. If you really want to find him you'll have to do it yourself."

"And how am I meant to do that?" Kurt asked annoyed, "In case you haven't noticed New York is pretty big."

"Blaine will be at the one place he can find peace" Cooper smirked.

"Oh very cryptic of you," Kurt snapped back.

Kurt started to notice Cooper edging his way out one step at a time. Kurt raised an eyebrow "Going somewhere?"

"Well yeah" Cooper replied like his intentions were blatantly obvious. "I've got to go, like right now." He took off towards the door.

"You can't just go! You've only been here all of 20 minutes!" Kurt shouted after him, "I could fire you you know!"

"You really can't" Cooper called back from the entrance of the elevator.

Damn! Kurt thought, he had him there he'd be lost without Cooper.

Kurt sat back down, rubbing his hands through his hair and over his face. He started to wonder what Cooper meant by 'the one place he can find peace.' Kurt racked his brain, the answer was there, in the back of his head, and he just couldn't push it forward.

Kurt tried to busy himself once again with work but his mind constantly kept drifting back to Cooper's words. It wasn't until 3 o'clock, when Kurt decided he needed coffee quickly, that it hit him. The coffee shop. The one Blaine had guided him to on Saturday. Kurt recalled Blaine mentioning how peaceful it was, surely that was what Cooper was referring to.


Cooper was feeling exhausted, his little brother had always looked after him it'd never been the other way around. Blaine was spiraling out of control; he never dealt well under stress. What had meant to be a few drinks between Puck and Blaine turned out to be a personal challenge for Blaine to drink the bar dry when Puck went home.


FLASHBACK

Cooper had called it a night at 1am after finishing some legal based work off. He had decided to do the responsible adult thing and get some rest so he'd be prepared for the week ahead. It wasn't until he was awakened at 4am by what sounded like drunken karaoke, that the responsible adult thing seemed to lose all meaning. Twice in one weekend this had happened, was he running some drunken B&B that he didn't know about?

He shuffled through his apartment, dazed, and opened the door fully expecting to see Puck once again. There was no Mohawk in the hallway but a rather disheveled man that looked a lot like his brother, but the person in the hallway was a far cry from his usual dapper brother.

Cooper knelt down on the floor so he was eye level with the heap of a person, "B is that you?" he questioned.

"Coop! Wonderful Coop!" he chuckled, yep definitely Blaine Cooper thought putting a hand over his eyes. Blaine was out of his mind, what on earth was he meant to do with a drunk Blaine? Well he couldn't leave him in the hallway that was for sure.

Cooper shifted closer to Blaine and started to lift him, "Thank god you're small" Cooper muttered under his breath.

"Cooper you should've seen" Blaine slurred out, "It was magical."

"I'm sure it was B, a sleazy club sounds pretty magical" Cooper said with as much sarcasm as he could muster.

Blaine did however catch him off guard when he stopped suddenly feeling like a ton weight.

"No, no, no, no, no" Blaine said almost childlike, each no becoming progressively louder. "Not sleazy club. Coffee, today with blue eyed beauty."

Cooper snorted, "Well if it was so magical you should've disturbed her."

"No Coop!" Blaine stamped his foot like a five-year-old "Not…" Blaine however never got to finish that sentence as without warning he threw up on Cooper.

"Great!" Cooper grumbled, "Fan-fucking-tastic."

END FLASHBACK


Cooper headed off towards his apartment, where Blaine was probably still sleeping. Cooper vowed to himself that he was not going easy on Blaine; after all he did puke on him.

Opening his apartment door quietly he heard nothing but complete silence. Excellent he thought Blaine's still asleep. Blaine was asleep in the guest bedroom, he didn't care too much for that bed, and so he thought of the best way to get payback. He grabbed a bucket from the cupboard and filled it up with cold water at the sink.

Trying not to spill any of the water he carefully shifted through the hall and creaked open the bedroom door. There was Blaine tangled in a mess of blankets. Cooper crept up the side of the bed and dumped the water over Blaine's head.

Cooper was sure that he had never seen anyone jump from a bed with such height.

"Fuck!" Blaine screeched, jumping out the soaked bed. He opened his eyes and was met with Cooper's Cheshire grin. "What the hell Coop!" he exclaimed attempting to shake the water from his hair.

"Only giving you what you deserve," Cooper said laughing at Blaine's puppy death glare. "Or don't you remember why you're here?"

"Leave it Coop" Blaine practically growled, "I don't want to hear it."

"No!" Cooper said forcefully, shocking himself at his tone, "You do need to hear this! Your relationship ended with Kayla, get over it, everyone knew it was a train wreck waiting to happen. But this is not how you deal with it, drinking away your depression!" Cooper breathed, wow he thought where did that come from?

Blaine straightened up trying to match Cooper's height, "I don't need to hear this! You have no idea what it's like, you haven't been in a relationship since…"

Blaine was cut off with an actual growl from Cooper, "DON'T YOU DARE SAY HER NAME!"

Blaine stiffened immediately regretting his words when he seen the sadness in Cooper's eyes.

"I'm sorry Coop," he said approaching Cooper for a hug, but Cooper backed away. Blaine couldn't believe he'd even brought it up. "I think I best go" he announced a lump forming in his throat. He quickly threw the spare clothes he kept at Cooper's and headed towards the door.

"Blaine" Cooper called out, Blaine stilled frightened to turn around. "It is best you go" Cooper continued, "but sort your shit out quickly B, I think your luck will change. And remember that I'm always here for you and I'm never leaving. I'll always be there, just give me today B, I don't want to say something I'll regret, like you have."

Blaine gave a watery smile and continued to leave, feeling like he deserved to be ran over by a cab, promising himself to sort his life out and make it up to Coop.


There you have it, there will be Cooper development in the future just give him time... Klaine next chapter =)