Since I can't upload regularly, I've made this chapter longer, I think. It's weird because it always seems long to me but when I post it, it's all short. I think it's the dialogue. Anyways, that was so unimportant.

There's a song in this chapter, well like four lines of a song, because I forgot the lyrics and I didn't have internet to look them up but I heard it once on Full House (don't judge me) and it was so sweet and when I was writing the scene, the lyrics popped into my head and I didn't want to just steal the words and put them in the dialogue (actually that's what I really wanted to do) because then someone would be like hey! I know where that's from! And go all crazy on me. I think the song's called Forever. John Stamos sings it in the show, just to be legally safe, I don't own it.

So here's chapter 7. There will be more soon. I'm trying to work on it but I'm home for the holidays and my mother has no internet. Grrr…that woman.

So I'm like having to whore myself for internet access at random places.

Just kidding…sort of ;]

Anyways, I hope you enjoy this chapter.

Kurt raises his eyebrows in obvious surprise as he hears his father's laugh and Karofsky's excited voice.

"…it was freaking great. Best game ever, hands down."

"What are you two talking about that's so exciting?" Kurt asks, as he walks into the shop.

Karofsky turns halfway and gives Kurt a nod of acknowledgment.

"Good morning, Kurt," he says which Kurt returns with a forced smile, refusing to look at him.

"Hey, buddy. Dave and I were just talking about one of the most exciting football games ever, wanna hear about it? Tell him Dave," Burt says, not hiding his enthusiasm.

"I'd rather not hear about it," Kurt replies, not that interested in their conversation so much as why they are getting along so well and bonding instead of working.

He goes into the office to handle some of the paperwork but instead he finds himself sitting down, his mind racing around the little scene he just witnessed. They get along so well. It's almost perfect. Kurt begins to wonder what it would be like to have introduced Karofsky to his dad under different circumstances. The two most important people in his life getting along so effortlessly. Maybe they could have been happy. Maybe everything could have been absolutely perfect. Maybe if he had tried harder. Maybe this is my fault. I never should have let him see that bruise, I should have been stronger, I should have loved him more. A look of sadness washes over Kurt's face.

What the hell am I suppose to do with this? Karofsky thinks as he looks around at the tools and car parts scattered on the ground. He should have thought things over before he assured Burt he knew what he was doing. But he was beginning to get restless. Burt had said they would be going to get materials so he could begin working on the roof, but it had been a week already and still, no materials. So he told Burt he thought he could handle some of the work on the cars. Well that was a stupid thought. Karofsky gives a deep sigh as he rubs the back of his neck. Maybe I should ask Kurt before I fuck this up any more.

He walks into the office and slows down when he sees Kurt. He's sitting at the desk, his face in his hands.

"Kurt…?" Karofsky says, getting closer.

Kurt looks up, his eyes sad and longing. Something inside Karofsky snaps, any restraint he had, melting away. Before he knows it, he's on his knees next to Kurt, cupping his face with one hand and holding Kurt's with the other.

"Listen Kurt….I…" but before Karofsky can get another word out he hears Burt's voice call him. Startled, he lets go of Kurt. The moment gone. Karofsky goes to Burt and leaves Kurt staring after him, more confused and upset than before.

What the hell was that? Shit, shit, shit. Karofsky's mind is racing as he leaves the office.

"What's up, Mr. Hummel?" he says, his voice slightly shaky.

"Take this money and go down to Home Depot. I got some new doors for the office at the front, take my truck." Burt hands Karofsky the keys, a slip with information to get the doors and some money, "Oh and Dave?"

"Yeah?"

"What happened to this car?" asked Burt looking at the scattered pieces on the ground.

"Oh…uh…well," Karofsky started to explain, "see…the transmission is uh just all wrong….and this thing here, it just, wasn't working you know? So I took it right out because…it…looked weird."

"I see," Burt let out with exaggerated seriousness, "well, good call Dave."

"Yeah, I'm gonna go get those doors now," Karofsky replies before walking towards the truck.

Kurt lets his heart calm down before stepping out of the office to help his dad. I'm with Blaine. I need to start remembering that.

"I just sent Dave to pick up the doors for the office," says Burt.

"That's good," Kurt replies, his concentration not fully there.

"I think we have another customer," says Burt looking a the kid walking towards them.

Kurt turns around to see who his dad is talking about. As if he had been reading Kurt's mind, Blaine comes into view.

"That's not a customer, Dad. That's Blaine. The guy I've been….hanging out with so much, remember?" he says walking towards Blaine.

"Hey, I've missed you this past week," Blaine says giving Kurt a hug.

"I'm sorry, I've been so busy," and confused, Kurt thinks, "But we still talk everyday so you can't miss me that much," he says lightheartedly.

"Well I do. There's nothing like looking at you," Blaine replies with a charming smile, "so I thought I'd come and surprise you."

Kurt gives him an awkward smile.

"It doesn't bother you, does it?" Blaine asks, noticing the uneasiness in his face.

"Oh, no of course not," he replies, not wanting to hurt Blaine's feelings but he can't stop his thoughts from drifting towards Karofsky. Oh my god, he'll be back soon. I have to get Blaine out of here…wait, no. Blaine's my boyfriend. Oh my god…this is gonna kill me.

"Ahem," Burt clears his throat, bringing Kurt back to reality.

"Oh right, Dad, this is Blaine my…boyfriend," as Kurt introduced Blaine, something in his stomach turned. It didn't sound right. It just…didn't make any sense. He looked at his dad, whose expression was just as confused as Kurt felt.

"It's good to meet you, Mr. Hummel," Blaine says, extending his hand out for Burt to take. Burt regains his composure.

"Uh, it's good to meet you too, I've heard a lot about you," he says, shaking Blaine's hand, his tone awkward but polite, "I didn't realize you two were…uh…at that stage."

"Oh, I thought Kurt had said something," Blaine lets out, slightly surprised, "I guess this must seem very sudden to you."

He turns to look at Kurt who flashes him an apologetic smile.

"I was going to tell you, it just hadn't come up yet," Kurt says to his dad.

"So, Blaine…uh…you play any sports?" Burt asks, trying to make conversation.

"Oh God, no, sir. Unless shopping's a sport," Blaine lets out playfully, "But, uh, no. No sports. I sing, I'm in the choir at Dalton."

"Oh…well that's good. Kurt sings too," Burt replies, suddenly at a loss for words.

Karofsky shoves the keys in his pocket, as he walks up to the service counter at Home Depot.

"Hi," he says to the guy behind the counter, not looking at him as he empties out his pockets again to look for the information slip.

The guy behind the counter lets his eyes roam over Karofsky before replying.

"Hi, how can I help you today?" he says, his voice cheerful and friendly.

"Uh, I'm here to pick up an order…for doors," Karofsky says, looking down at the slip in his hand.

"Ok, what's your name?" he asks, placing his hands on the keyboard.

"Dave Karofsky," he replies without thinking.

"Nice to meet you Dave, I'm Anthony," Anthony types Dave's name into the computer.

"Uh yeah…you too."

"Well I have no order for Dave Karof…"

"Oh right, no the order is under Burt Hummel. Sorry," he says realizing his mistake.

"That's ok. Here it is. It's going to be $184.98 total," Anthony looks up and smiles at Karofsky who gives him two one-hundred dollar bills.

"Well, that covers it. I'm gonna make a call to the back and they'll bring them right out for you."

"Thanks," Karofsky turns his back to the counter and leans on it as he waits.

"So, Dave. You have a girlfriend?" Anthony asks casually after making the call.

What the hell? Karofsky turns to look at Anthony over his shoulder, as his mind processes the words.

"Uh, no. No girlfriend," he replies in an awkward tone.

"Hmm. Interesting," says Anthony, leaning over the counter on his elbows. Karofsky moves slightly away as he feels Anthony closer. "Not your type? Girls, I mean."

Is he…?

"Excuse me?"

"It's just that I'm getting this vibe, you know?"

"Vibe?" asks Karofsky, still not turning to look at Anthony.

"Yes. Vibe."

"Uh… that's nice. Those doors…they're really taking their time. Maybe you should call again."

Anthony smiles as he senses how uncomfortable Karofsky is.

"Don't worry. They're coming. They're just way back there," he says, "So, are you in love? Because you seem so…unavailable, which is really a shame."

Karofsky lets out a nervous chuckle as he turns to face Anthony. He steps back from the counter sliding one hand into his pocket and rubbing the back of his neck with the other.

"I…am not available but how did you ..?" Karofsky has never felt more confused.

"It's a gift. So what's so special about him?" Anthony says, as he pushes a soft strand of brown hair behind his ear.

"I don't know," Karofsky says, not knowing how to answer the question.

"You have to know."

"Well I don't. He's just…he drives me a little nuts. Makes me angry most of the time." The words come out naturally, and suddenly he feels stupid for giving in to this guy's game.

Anthony gives him a flirty grin, "Maybe it's not anger, just passion. You know I'm really good at pissing people off."

Oh my god. This guy's flirting with me. Karofsky thinks, suddenly feeling amused. He lets out a small chuckle. Kurt's gonna laugh at this. Karofsky thinks before realizing that Kurt will never know. They're not together anymore, and they're not even friends. He had never thought about that. Karofsky had lost the guy he loved and everyday he felt a yearning to touch him again, to kiss him. But until this moment, he hadn't thought about how much he missed talking to him. Telling him about the random and stupid things that went on in his life. The smile on his face fades.

Karofsky turns as he hears a metal cart rolling towards them. He's thankful for the interruption.

"Why don't you check out the doors and I'll print you a receipt?" says Anthony.

Karofsky examines the doors, nothing seems broken and they look about the right size.

"They're good," he says walking back towards Anthony, who's holding out a folded receipt for him.

"Don't loose it, in case things don't work out."

"Thanks but I think they'll be fine, they seem about the right size." Karofsky shoves the receipt in his pocket.

"Bye," says Anthony with a smile.

"See ya," Karofsky replies before leaving with the doors. He loads them onto the truck and heads back, forgetting about Anthony, his mind now on Kurt. He remembers the words exchanged between him and Kurt in the auditorium so many months ago. Kurt had said that Karofsky only thought he loved him because he had never met another gay guy. He'd been wrong. So wrong. I knew it since the first time I saw you, Kurt. It's you. It's all you.

Karofsky's brow furrows as he pulls up to the shop. Fucking great. He thinks as he climbs out of the truck. He walks to the back of the truck trying to ignore the scene as he takes out one of the doors. As he lifts the door he makes the mistake of looking up and his gaze meets Kurt's. For a moment it's just them. Kurt's mind says, I'm sorry but Karofsky's eyes say nothing. He looks away.

"Dave!" Burt calls, "come meet Blaine."

Karofsky leans the door against the wall and turns to walk towards them. Burt pats him on the back as he gets closer.

"Blaine, this is Dave, he's helping us out during the summer. Dave this is Blaine, Kurt's uh…boyfriend. Sorry, I'm just a little shocked still," Burt says.

The words hit Karofsky like a slap in the face. It's not like he didn't know, but the sound of it made him angry in a way he hadn't been since before he'd come out to Kurt. He can't help but stare coldly at Blaine.

"We've met actually," says Blaine, plastering a smile on his face, never once failing to be a gentleman.

"Blaine," Karofsky says in acknowledgment, extending out his hand. He can feel Kurt's gaze on him.

"David," replies Blaine, shaking Karofsky's hand, harder than necessary, "I had no idea you were working here."

"Oh, I was going to mention…" Kurt tries to intervene before getting cut off.

"Yes, I'm sorry I forgot to mention it while we were hanging out. I promise to stay in touch from now on," Karofsky says, trying to hide the sarcasm in his voice as much as possible before walking off to get the other door.

Blaine lets out a small chuckle as he slides his hands into his pockets, turning back to Kurt and Burt.

"Oh wow, that's so great you two know each other," Burt cuts in, " he's been doing a great job here. Well, except with the actual cars." He lets out a laugh as he looks at the car he'd been working on.

"I think I better be going. It was great meeting you Mr. Hummel," Blaine shakes Burt's hand.

"Likewise," says Burt.

"I'll walk you to the car," says Kurt as he takes Blaine's arm. Kurt gives Karofsky a sideways glance as they pass by him. Karofsky ignores him and begins working on taking down the old doors.

"I'm sorry I didn't tell you," Kurt lets out once they reach Blaine's car, "I just didn't want you to worry or feel awkward."

"I don't feel awkward about it but I do wish you had told me," says Blaine, "I'm not gonna lie to you Kurt. I'm more than a little jealous, here. I mean what is this about?"

"He and my dad have an arrangement that has nothing to do with us. And you have nothing to be jealous about."

"What do you think he's doing here?"

"Trying to get his truck fixed at a cheap price," Kurt replies.

"I seriously doubt it. I'm starting to wonder if you even remember I'm here. We're more than friends now, Kurt," Blaine gives a deep sigh, "This isn't me. I'm sorry. I just want us to be ok, to have a chance. I know that we're perfect for each other."

"I do too but I thought you understood. I told you from the beginning that I wasn't ready and that this would be hard but I am trying here. I know him being here doesn't exactly help but…maybe we can make it work. I can't hate him for you and I'm sorry for that."

"I'm not asking you to. I shouldn't make you feel this way. Let me make it up to you. Let me take you out to an early dinner, what do you say? Does six sound good?"

Kurt thinks about Karofsky's eyes as he'd held his hand in the office earlier that day. There's something there. I know there is. We can make this work.

"Blaine…I wanna go out with you because I think we need to talk about this. But not tonight. I have to work. Burt and Carole are going out tonight and I have to close up," Kurt winces slightly as he catches a glimpse of hurt and disappointment in Blaine's eyes. But those emotions are quickly replaced by Blaine's never faltering handsome smile.

"I understand, maybe tomorrow," Blaine gives Kurt a kiss on the cheek, lingering for a few seconds. "Think about us, Kurt," he whispers. Kurt smiles at him and his eyes get glossy. I can't believe I'm breaking your heart.

"So, you hate Blaine huh?" Burt says casually as he works on one of the cars.

"Uh…why would I hate him?" Karofsky replies trying to make his voice sound calm and unattached.

"Well, I don't know. But I'm not a dumbass, Dave."

Karofsky looks at him over his shoulder, and gives him a smile as he takes the hinges of the door.

"He's not my favorite person in the world," he admits.

"Yeah. Well, I like him. I just don't like him for Kurt. They're too alike, they'd start disliking each other soon enough," Burt continued.

Karofsky thinks about his words for a second.

"I didn't think you'd wanna have much of a say in the matter," Karofsky comments.

"Of course I do. Kurt's my son. Why wouldn't I?" Burt looks at Karofsky expectantly.

"Because he's gay," Karofsky lets out before he can stop himself.

"Now, you listen here Dave…"

Karofsky turns to face Burt, who's now looking at him with a serious face.

"I didn't mean it like that. I meant…well, you're straight. I imagine it must be awkward. I know you love him and accept him but…how can you give him advice on something you don't understand?"

Burt takes in Karofsky's sincerely curious expression and turns back to the car.

"Oh, I guess you have a point there Dave…"

"Mr. Hummel, I'm not trying to make a point or offend, it's just….I was wondering how a father can still be so close to a son that's…not what he would've …." Karofsky stops, unable to finish the sentence.

"Chosen?" Burt offers.

"Yes."

"Well, I'm his dad. And I love him. I don't have that many answers. It is awkward sometimes but it doesn't matter. I mean not really. I still care you know? I still wanna meet his boyfriends. I still wanna know and be there and stuff. I tell you Dave, you'll understand one day, when you're a father. There's nothing like it."

Karofsky takes in every word.

"Yeah. I guess I will."

"By the way, before I forget, you got that receipt? For the doors?"

"Oh yeah, its right here, and your change too," Karofsky pulls out the receipt and the change and hands it to Burt.

"Oh is that the receipt for the doors?" Kurt jumps in as he makes his way to Burt.

"Yeah," says Burt handing it to Kurt.

"I'll put it in your desk. Have you eaten yet?" Kurt asks.

"Not yet, but I guess I'll go do that," he says taking in Kurt's disapproving face, "I'll see you guys in a bit. I'll bring you something."

Burt climbs in his truck and drives away, leaving Kurt and Karofsky alone with each other. They remain quiet as Karofsky continues to work on the door.

"Excuse me," Kurt says and Karofsky moves as he steps into the office.

"So, you and my dad seem to get along pretty well," Kurt says as he sits down and unfolds the receipt.

"Uh yeah, he's really cool," Karofsky replies, giving Kurt a quick glance.

"I guess that's…" Kurt stops, pressing his lips together as he looks down at the receipt, anger taking over. "I guess this is for you."

Karofsky looks up at Kurt, who's handing him a receipt. His face looks angry and his tone is stern.

"Uh no that's for your dad," Karofsky says looking at Kurt like his crazy.

"No, Dave. Trust me, it's for you," Kurt says throwing the paper at him.

"What the hell?" Karofsky stands up and picks up the paper. At the bottom of the receipt there's a note in blue ink.

'It was great talking to you Dave.

I'd like to drive you nuts anytime. Give me a call if you're ever available.

572-2190

Anthony

P.s. Love your sexy grin.'

Karofsky's eyes widen as he reads the note, partly because he can't believe the guy's lines. Really bad fliting. He snaps into reality as Kurt slams a drawer shut and makes his way towards the door.

'Wait, wait, wait…Kurt," Karofsky puts his hand on Kurt's chest, stopping him from leaving the office, "This is…I had no idea about this…it's nothing, really."

Kurt's stares at him coldly.

"Look I was just picking up the doors and this guy just…uh…are you angry?"

"No. I'm just surprised at how quickly you got over all these issues that were keeping you from having a relationship! Give him a call Dave, he loves your sexy grin. You can't say no to that" he shoves Karofsky's arm away and tries for the door once more before being promptly stopped by Karofsky.

"I wasn't…grinning. I was just standing there and he started asking me questions and shit…I didn't even realize he was…Wait. What the hell? You're with Blaine," Karofsky accuses.

"Yes. Yes, I am. So you just go to your freakin little Anthony. I'm sure he's wonderful. Go grin at him all day long if you want, I don't care!"

Karofsky blocks the door and Kurt runs straight into his chest. Karofsky puts his hands on Kurt's arms to hold him in place.

"Liar."

Kurt tries to get out of Karofsky's grasp but stops, unable to ignore the fact that their lips are only a couple inches apart. Karofsky looks at Kurt's lips. They're soft and they're there, where he's wanted them to be all along. I can kiss him right now. I can show him that he really does care. But what will that do? We'd only be taking two steps back. Nothing has changed. I still can't give him what he deserves.

"Let go, Karofsky." Or don't. Please don't. Just kiss me. We could go back. Being together can't be as bad as being apart.

Karofsky releases Kurt, looking him in the eye before bending down to pick up the receipt.

"You know what? I think I will keep this. He was kind of cute. Maybe I'll give him a call," Karofsky shoves the receipt in his pocket and turns to keep working on the door. Hate me Kurt. Make this easier.

He ignores Kurt's face as he picks up the screw driver.

Kurt's hurt eyes quickly turn into anger as he shoves past him.

"You do that!" he hisses as he leaves the office.

Once outside, he pulls out his cell phone and dials a number.

"Blaine," he says, loud enough for Karofsky to hear, "turns out, I am completely free tonight. Pick me up at six."

Karofsky's jaw clenches, but he doesn't allow himself to look at Kurt. Not even once.

Kurt forces his thoughts away from Karofsky as he sits across Blaine at the restaurant.

"So lets talk Kurt," Blaine says breaking the silence.

Kurt smiles.

"Look Blaine, about what I said earlier…" Kurt starts.

"Stop. Let me just say something first."

"Ok." Kurt nods as Blaine gives him that charming smile that only he can give.

"I feel like I am forcing you to be in something you don't want to be in. I thought if we were together, I could make you remember how it used to be when we first met. But I don't want to have to convince the guy I love that he should love me back instead of some other guy. If you want out, I'll let you go. But if you decide to be with me, then be with me."

Suddenly Kurt's mind takes him back to the day before Karofsky kissed him in the auditorium. He was sitting on a wooden bench in the park. Blaine was next to him. It was almost sunset and an orange glow surrounded them.

Kurt turned to look at Blaine. His hair was perfect as always, his skin radiant. His eyes were hypnotizing, and Kurt couldn't look away.

"I was thinking about how much fun it would be if you and I went on a trip, to New York city, for new years. My aunt is taking me and she wouldn't mind it if you tagged along," he looked at Kurt and gave him a radiant grin.

Kurt never forgot that grin. It was the grin of the boy he'd always dreamed of.

"I mean, I know it's still like a month and a half away but you should think about it. Can you imagine? You, me and New York City."

Kurt's lips turn into a smile. He could imagine it. It was perfect.

"I like that smile on you," Blaine said, "It reminds me of a song."

"Please don't," Kurt blushed.

Blaine looked at him and started singing.

'If every word I said could make you smile,

I'd talk forever.

If every song I sang could make laugh,

I'd sing forever…'

"I'm going to stop now because you're laughing at me and I can't remember the rest, " Blaine said with a laugh.

Kurt couldn't help but laugh with him. Their hands touched and before he knew it, his head was resting on Blaine's shoulder, their fingers intertwined. There was nowhere he'd rather be. About two weeks later, he told Blaine he was in love with Dave and that was the end of that. No song or sunset could change it.

Blaine had come into his life at a time when he felt horrible and he'd given him all this hope and …courage. He remembers how he felt that afternoon. He'd felt like he was in the clouds. He was happy, carefree and he'd felt so young and bubbly. There had been no excitement, or passion. But he hadn't known what that felt like on that afternoon so he hadn't missed it. They'd had something special. Sure, it lacked certain things. Blaine didn't make his heart skip a beat, or his pulse go crazy or his skin burn with heat. But he never made him cry. He never walked out on him. He never stopped trying to make him happy and if that wasn't something worth holding on to than he didn't know what was. He refused to lie to himself, Dave would always be the love of his life, nothing could change that, but maybe he didn't have to be the only love in his life.

Kurt looks at Blaine, who's waiting for him to say something.

"I'm with you," Kurt says with a smile, as he leans over and gives Blaine a kiss.

Blaine smiles, his eyes somewhat surprised.

"Will I be enough for you?" Blaine asks, his eyes on Kurt.

"I'm with you and you're with me and that's enough," Kurt replies, I really hope that's enough.

Blaine smiles at him.

"Why don't I take you home?" Blaine says before asking for the check.

"So soon?" Kurt asks, more out of surprise than disappointment.

"There's something I have to do tonight."

Karofsky sighs, as he puts away some of the loose tools. He looks around trying to make sure he didn't miss anything. It's the first time Burt has asked him to lock up and he's afraid he might mess it up. He tries not to think of the reason why Kurt isn't here to do it, but he's being extremely unsuccessful. He steps into the office to turn off the lights and check that everything's in place.

He walks out, keys in hand, and stops. Blaine is standing there with his hands in the pockets of his nice dress pants.

"You lost?" says Karofsky.

"We need to talk," Blaine says, ignoring his comment.

"No we don't and if you were smart you'd leave," Karofsky lets out, turning his back on him to lock the brand new office doors.

"Was that a threat?" Blaine asks, his tone even.

"Well, it sure as fuck wasn't a suggestion."

"I'm not here to fight you, David so why don't you try and be civil for once."

"Civil? Yeah, that's not really something I'm known for, so whatever you have to say, make it fast."

"I wanna talk to you about Kurt."

Karofsky crosses his arms and leans against the door, his eyes stare coldly at Blaine.

"I know you love him. I know you would do anything for him. There's just one thing, so would I. I love him and I'm gonna make him happy…"

"Good for you, now get the hell out." Karofsky says through clenched teeth, as he turns away to finish with the shop.

"I'm not trying to be an asshole here. Just listen to me. You broke it off with him because you thought he deserved better. I respect you for being strong enough to do that but you're still here. David, I can give him so much more," Blaine says in a pleading voice as Karofsky goes around the place slamming things shut and throwing things into place, "I can be there for him in all the ways you never could."

"Don't you think I fucking know that?" Karofsky turns on Blaine, rage taking over.

"Then stop what you're doing. Sometimes we have to make sacrifices for the ones we love."

"Sacrifices? He's everything to me! And I quit him! I let him go and you have no idea how that feels so don't fucking talk to me about sacrifices, Blaine."

"But you didn't! Look at what you're doing! How's he suppose to move on when every time he tries you pull him back?"

Blaine's words stab Karofsky like a knife to the stomach. He hasn't exactly made things easy for Kurt. Karofsky wants to do what's best for Kurt and he thought that staying away from him romantically was the best thing he could do. But deep down, if he's honest to himself, he always wondered what was so wrong about loving him? I love him more than anything. I would do anything to make him happy. What's so wrong about that? That you didn't, he tells himself. Karofsky didn't do everything he could to make Kurt happy. He could have made a bigger effort. He could have faced his fears. Instead he ran away because he couldn't be strong enough to do what he needed to do. But I can. I can try harder to be what's best for him.

Karofsky snaps out of his thoughts as Blaine continues.

"You decided to let him go. Now follow through," Blaine says.

Karofsky looks at him, the rage is gone. His voice is calm and firm.

"What if I changed my mind?" he asks.

Blaine looks at him with a stone face, his eyes turn cold surprising Karofsky, who doesn't let it show.

"Then we have a problem."

I hope you liked it :[

I had to work extra hard on this because the mood of it just felt different to me. Anyways thank you for reading. Love reviews.

Karofsky fans please don't kill me over all the Blaine action. I think there's one reviewer who seems to really dislike him lol

I love Karofsky too, I promise :]

But ya'll can't deny Blaine was kinda cute when he sang Baby, It's Cold Outside with Kurt during the Christmas episode.