A/N: One of the best episodes of Glee (sorry (not sorry), I'm biased!). I just love all the cute Klaine moments we get the more and more we go on with the series. It's amazing! It helps when one of my favorite songs of all time is in this episode. Well, two, but Mark (yes, even after attempting to separate the actor from the character), still makes me uncomfortable due to the controversy. But, one of my favorite songs, Silly Love Songs by Paul McCartney + Wings (I know that it's officially Paul McCartney and Wings, but I just like the + sign more.) Sorry, not sorry (again). Anyway, lets jump right into Silly Love Songs!
Silly Love Songs
Kurt
Kurt hates Valentine's Day. All the stupid hearts. Cutsie looks couples give to each other as they exchange sweet, nauseating words. All the mushy gushy words are given and received. Pink and Red hearts everywhere. Romantic comedies decked throughout all Walmarts and Targets, and on TV. And...every imaginable couple stuffed toy and box of chocolates goes on sale 15% the day after, is really it's only saving grace. But being in the Lima Bean, surrounded by cute couples sharing coffee and hearts hanging from the ceiling. He felt like he was gonna puke. Luckily, Blaine was with him. So at least he had some kind of a distraction.
Kurt picked up a stuffed talky toy of two dogs sitting on a red heart, rubbing their noses together. Speaking with annoyance to Blaine, "Okay, I'm all for flair, but these Valentine's Day decorations are just tacky," he said, "I mean, what the hell is this supposed to be?" He groaned inwardly.
Blaine was shocked. Kurt was as Hopeless Romantic as you could get. But, he understood that being alone on Valentine's Day can be, well, lonely. But...he didn't expect Kurt to be so...cynical. "It's clearly puppy love," Blaine responded, clearly enjoying the adorable decoration, "It's cute, come on."
Kurt rolled his eyes and accidentally pushed a button on the toy. Making it make a kissy sound and an obnoxious: "I love you!"
"Oh, okay... that's creepy," Kurt quickly put it down.
"Adorable!" Blaine returned. Still in love with the decorations.
"It's a simple excuse to sell candy and greeting cards on a holiday," Kurt said skeptically and half-heartedly.
"Not true," Blaine countered, "People have been celebrating Valentine's Day for centuries. And call me a hopeless romantic, but it's my favorite holiday." Kurt looked over at Blaine with a skeptical look. And also shock. Mostly shock.
"Really?" Kurt asked. Not believing what he was hearing. Especially because Blaine once gave himself the title "Romance Challenged" after he attempted to come up with romantic scenarios with Kurt after watching Moulin! Rouge a few weeks ago.
"I think there's something really great about a day where you're encouraged to just lay it all on the line and say to somebody 'I'm in love with you'," Blaine said sincerely. Kurt just found himself a new reason to love his previously most annoying holiday!
"You know?" Blaine gave as they slowly moved up in line. "And this year I want to do something really radical, so I need your opinion on this." He took a deep breath. "There's this guy that I sort of... like. And I've only known him for a little while, but I want to tell him that I think my feelings are starting to change into something... deeper. So, I have to ask. Do you think it's too much to sing to somebody on Valentine's Day?"
"Wait...does he actually...like me, like me?!" Kurt thought to himself. This couldn't be happening. But it was. And Kurt couldn't help but let his heart flutter and beat intensely.
"Not at all," he managed to say. Was it all he hoped...? Did Blaine...really like him...? The moved one last place in line, to right in front of the counter.
"Uh, a medium drip and a grande nonfat mocha for this guy. And maybe I can get him to split one of those cupid cookies." Blaine reached for his wallet. Kurt standing in awe at Blaine. Did he...just remember his coffee order...?
"You know my coffee order?" Kurt asked in astonishment.
Blaine looked over with an "obviously" look, speaking in a humorously dull tone. "Of course I do," Blaine gave. Kurt reached to pay too before Blaine stopped him. "Don't even bother, dummy. It's on me." Blaine gave with a flirty smile and softly telling the contour girl to: "Keep the change." And made his way to the order table.
"I do believe I have a new favorite holiday," Kurt said to the register girl and giggled, before walking over to Blaine. "Ok...so where does this...sudden love of romance and Valentine's Day come from?" Kurt asked curiously.
"Well...as I saw my parent's marriage crumble over the last few years. And ever as a kid, I thought to myself: "I want better for myself. I want better for that...one person. Guy, that I end up marrying. And I want better for my kids! Because they don't deserve to cry at night when thunderstorms imitate the sounds of two parents fighting!" - Simple, I guess." Blaine elaborated.
Blaine
"So...Can I get any kind of hint on who you'll be serenading..." Kurt asked playfully. Sipping with an irritating tone to see if it'll make Blaine break faster.
"Oh, but then my dear Kurt, it wouldn't be a surprise!" Blaine gave as he took a sip of his drink. He took the pink and red heart cookie and broke it in half, handing one to Kurt. "I've...always thought of hearts like puzzle pieces. Y'know? You have all of the edges that keep it standing, all of the middle to make it function, but there's always that one piece. That isn't there. That's where you find it. You just...see that...person. From across the room, or on the stairs, or at school and think to yourself..."That's that person! That boy or that girl...who makes my heart whole! Go get them!"," Blaine explained in further detail. "I guess I'm wearing my heart on my sleeve when I hope that this will work...and that could lead it to break. But...I can tell...this is it." Kurt blushed, brushing his feet against the other under the table to contain his excitement.
"So...how come you hate Valentine's Day so much...? I'd expect you of all people to endorse it!" Blaine asked, sipping some more of his coffee.
"Well...I've never had someone to share it with. It doesn't help that all of February, and even in January, the deck out department stores, malls, and even pharmacies in cute pink hearts with people saying "I love you!"...it's kind of...invading..." Kurt trailed off a bit. "Just...never felt a need to do that. I don't want to send out cute mixtapes or serenade anyone...when I have no one to do that for me. So I simply...stay at home, eat my weight in chocolates and ice cream and watch romance films. Though...maybe not to my own benefit." Kurt continued. "But I'm ok. I don't...need anyone. I'm fine on my own." No, he wasn't. He desperately wanted to be loved. To be loved. To be held. To share secret words and have in-jokes that no one else understood.
"Well...I hope you do find that someone, Kurt. And who knows? It might be soon." He patted the other kid's shoulder to make him smile. "I'll catch you later." And walked out. Kurt bit down on his lower lips to keep the tears from shedding. But...then he remembered, he had a Valentine. Blaine was gonna sing to him. Now he was smiling.
Kurt
Kurt bounced and skipped his way down to classes. Humming softly as he did homework at the end of class. Nearly always turning it in before the bell rang. He was so in love, he could be like Maria and sing up top a hill. Except, those hills weren't aligned with the sound of music. They were aligned with the sound of Kurt's rapid heartbeat in succession and his love-filled thoughts. He would sketch hearts all over notes now. Even on homework assignments. Jeff and Thad looked over at Kurt, who was doodling all over his history papers before he turned in his now finished assignment.
"Is he...ok?" Thad asked. The Kurt they new had become a lot more reserved than his counterpart self that sang Don't Cry For Me Argentina. He was a true far cry from that. He looked like he was about to leap into the air and going into an impromptu performance of Counting Crow's Accidentally In Love or Belinda Carlise's Heaven Is A Place On Earth. Despite the fairer boy being an Athiest.
"I...don't know. I don't think I've ever seen him...this happy?" Jeff gave. Still looking at the other boy, who was now skipping his way up to the teacher's desk to turn in the paper, then skipping back. "Maybe...he has a date tonight...?" Jeff suggested with caution.
"Yeah...that might be it." Thad carefully agreed and then they both went back to their homework.
Kurt lounged in a chair. Using his fashion diary as a means to sketch again. Only, this time, it wasn't weekend outfit plans. It was a bright red heart. Kurt smiled fondly at the paper bellow him that read Kurt + Blaine in the heart. That looked like it had just been struck by Cupid's arrow. Kurt was in love. And was not ashamed to let it show. He didn't hear Blaine's footsteps lingering closer, and only for his attention to be grabbed by the tenor's voice.
"Hey, whatcha doing?" Kurt slammed his notebook shut and looked up to see the hazel-eyed boy standing there. He grinned gleefully, attempting to make up an excuse for what he was doing.
"Nothin'," Kurt gave breathlessly and innocently. "Just, ah, daydreamin'. Plotting weekend outfits." Kurt continued. Ok...maybe he was a little embarrassed.
"Well, come on," Blaine said. "You're gonna want to see this. I've called an emergency meeting of the Warblers council." Kurt followed Blaine as they made their way to the practice room. His heart fluttering fast now. Like a butterfly on steroids. Trying to calm his nerves, he tried to have his voice sound as calm as possible.
"Sounds serious," Kurt commented.
"Let's hope not," Blaine said, reaching out to hang on Kurt's shoulders to hopefully steady his own nerves as they walked. "Just need to ask them a tiny little favor."
Kurt let out a soft "oh" as they made their way the room. Kurt sat as Blaine whispered quickly to the council and Wes made the meeting official with the bang of his gavel.
Blaine
"This emergency meeting is called to order," Wes announced. "Junior member Blaine Anderson, the floor is yours." Wes allowed, softly gesturing to the crowd. Kurt gave a tiny clap. Only to look around and see no one else was, so he stopped.
"Esteemed council," Blaine began, formally, "I'll be brief. Simply put, I'm in love."
Smiles and tiny laughs spread around the room. Especially Kurt's wide-eyed face, waiting in eager anticipation to see what he was going to say. Was he gonna ask him out right then and there? Only time and Blaine's lips would tell...
"Congrats." David gave in congratulation.
"I'm not really good at talking about my feelings," Blaine continued. "I'm much better at singing them. But still, I could use a little help. Which is why I'm asking to enlist the Warblers to help serenade this individual, in song." He paused briefly. "Off-campus." An uproar of commotion began with each and every Warbler speaking their disapproval for this suggestion. Except for Kurt, who sucked in a deep breath.
"I know what I'm asking is slightly unusual..." Blaine attempted to justify...his...rather unusual request, but the Warblers were not convinced. Not at all.
"The Warblers haven't performed in an informal setting since 1927, when the Spirit of St. Louis overshot the tarmac and plowed through seven Warblers during an impromptu rendition of Welcome to Ohio, Lucky Lindy," Wes sadly informed everyone.
"Why would we even consider what you're asking?" David challenged angrily.
"I firmly believe that our reticence to perform in public nearly cost us a trip to Regionals," Kurt nodded his agreement as Blaine continued. "We're becoming privileged porcelain birds–"
"You mock us, sir!" Thad's voice rose above all of the bickering Warblers. Everyone was on opposite sides of opinions. Some, like Jeff, said he might as well have his happily ever after moment. But others, like Thad, said tradition must be kept.
"Thad, David... I will have order!" Wes demanded with the bang of his gavel. Attempting to quiet everyone down a few notches.
Kurt reached his hand up, not resisting to join the conversation any longer. "May I please say something?" He asked as politely as possible. With a few nods, he stood and made his statement: With respect, I believe Blaine has a point," he said, "The Warblers are so concerned with image and tradition that sometimes I feel like we miss out on opportunities to step outside our comfort zones. When I was on New Directions, we performed in front of hostile crowds pretty much anywhere we went. I mean, mattress stores, shopping malls... I had a cat thrown at me in a nursing home once." The Warblers laughed at the absurdity of the situation he described. "But it gave us confidence. It kept us loose," he finished. Blaine smiled and nodded in appreciation.
"And where would this performance take place?" Wes asked. Kurt's smile grew as he sat back down.
"The GAP. At the North Hills mall," Blaine suggested. "I'd like to call it... The Warblers' GAP Attack." This provided much laughter once more. Kurt was curious about the choice. He and Blaine had never shopped there together. He never talked about going there. So...the significance was intriguing...
"Why the GAP?" Kurt asked.
"The guy that I like is a junior manager," Blaine said happily.
Kurt
Kurt's heart sunk. Deeply. He simply stared out into space as many more Warblers congratulated him on this festive celebration of romance. And...for a moment...Time froze. It was literally frozen around Kurt. And Kurt began to sing. The only song he could think of right now...
"Blaine looks at me,
I fake a smile so he won't see,
What I want, what I need,
And everything that we should be..."
Kurt stood and walked over to Blaine, who was still frozen in time. His hazel eyes glistening from the sunlight that peaked in from outside. Colors dancing. Swirling, it seemed. There was no pure way to describe how beautiful the boy was to Kurt. He was just, simply, everything. Everything could've ever imagined in a boyfriend. In someone, he loved and cared for deeply. And now...all of those imaginations and thought began to slip away...
"I'll bet he's beautiful,
This boy he talks about,
And he's got everything that I've had to live without..."
Kurt's fingered danced across Blaine's jawline. Trying to keep an image of him in his head. Before everything turned to a ruckus and he met his Prince Charming at the...GAP. Seriously?! The GAP?! What did this boy have that Kurt didn't?! The answer was obvious: Blaine's heart.
Kurt walked out of the room to a suddenly full hallway, ignoring all the kids who swarmed around him as he continued to sing.
"Blaine talks to me,
And I laugh 'cause it's just so damn funny,
That I can't even see
Anyone when he's with me,
He says he's so in love,
He's finally got it right,
I wonder if he knows he's all I think about at night,"
Kurt hugged himself close. Tears already spilling down his cheeks. There was no holding the waterworks in. It was possible anyone. This was Kurt's breakdown. Over Blaine, over loneliness. This is what it felt like to truly have a broken heart. And Kurt didn't know if he could handle it...
"He's the reason for the teardrops on my guitar,
The only thing that keeps me wishing on a wishing star...
He's the song in the car I keep singing, don't know why I do..."
Kurt had felt this before. But...not to this level of degree. He felt this when Finn called the decorations for their old room "faggy". But this was a different level of heartbreak. This wasn't just sadness. But he felt his heart being ripped out of his chest and being stomped on. By this...other boy. He better know that Blaine wasn't a prize to be won. He was the kindest, most carrying boy in the entire world. And he deserved it all. Everything.
"Blaine walks by me,
Can he tell that I can't breathe?
And there he goes so perfectly,
The kind of flawless I wish I could be,
He better hold him tight,
Give him all his love,
Look in those beautiful eyes,
And know he's lucky 'cause...
He's the reason for the teardrops on my guitar,
The only thing that keeps me wishing on a wishing star...
He's the song in the car I keep singing, don't know why I do..."
Kurt sat in his English class. Looking over across the room, seeing Blaine talking with his friends from the Warblers and outside. He teared up more, wishing Blaine knew...and could see how much he cared for him. And hoped that this was the real thing for Blaine. So he wouldn't end up broken-hearted...
Kurt sang the rest of the song alone in his room. Just crying and singing his heart out to the non-existent audience inside his head. Where Blaine sat in the front row. Tapping into all the passion and heartbreak that he was feeling right now..
"So I drive home alone.
As I turn out the light
I'll put his picture down
And maybe get some sleep tonight."
Kurt placed his picture of Blaine's face down. Not wanting to fall any deeper than he has been for months. He couldn't take it anymore...
"He's the time taken up, but there's never enough
And he's all that I need to fall into.
Blaine looks at me, I fake a smile so he won't see."
Kurt lost it. Curling into a ball and sobbing into his knees. This was it. This was reality. And...reality really...really hurt...
Blaine
"This is Kurt Hummel. If I'm not answering, I'm probably doing something fabulous that doesn't involve you. But...if you're important enough, you can leave a message which I may or may not look at. Can't hurt, right? Leave your name and number...blah, blah, blah...bye *BEEP*"
"Hey, Kurt...this is my 5th time calling you today. You totally ghosted after leaving the Warbler meeting and I was hoping you're ok...I hope you get this message. Hope to talk to you soon. Buh-Bye." Blaine sighed as he hung up. Kurt hadn't been answering his phone all day. And by what Trent said, he didn't want anyone bothering him in his dorm either...
He just hoped he was alright...
Kurt
"...You totally ghosted after leaving the Warbler meeting and I was hoping you're ok...I hope you get this message. Hope to talk to you soon. Buh-Bye." Kurt played back the message and groaned, falling against his bed. He knew exactly what he needed right now...
"Rachel? Yeah...it's Kurt. Can-Can I come over...?"
"KURT! Yeah! Of course! I'll call Mercedes and order us some Vegan pizza! Promise! Ok...See you soon!"
Relieved, Kurt headed to his car and drove to Lima. He couldn't deal with Blaine right now. He loved the boy...deeply he did. But he needed some girl time...
"Did he ever actually say you two were dating?" Mercedes questioned as Rachel did her hair.
"Well, not in so many words..." Kurt explained as he took a bite of pizza.
"Well, did he put the moves on?" Mercedes continued.
"No, but we were always singing duets, and he was always smiling at me." Kurt elaborated. Then the realization hit him. "Oh, my God, I made up the whole thing in my head, didn't I...?" Kurt asked the obvious question.
"Listen, we've all been there." Mercedes gave sympathetically. "At least I have, with you." Mercedes offered, hoping to cheer Kurt up with the memory of her crush on him from their Sophomore year.
"I know exactly what you mean." Rachel turned, facing Kurt. "I mean, if Finn thinks that he's just gonna walk out of my life, he's wrong. Then he's gonna be forced to kiss me 100 times," She continued, "...and when his lips touch mine...he's gonna feel it." She said dreamily.
"We're supposed to be giving Kurt advice, remember?" Mercedes reminded the other girl. "So you are going to The Gap Attack though, right?" Mercedes asked.
"Sh-Should I?" Kurt stuttered.
"Yes!" "Mm-hmm." Both girls advised. "Scope out the competition. See what this guy's like." Mercedes advised. "You know, you two are both so guy crazy," Mercedes said bluntly. "Look at me. I don't have a date for Valentine's Day, and I could give a rip. The three of us are divas. Look at our idols: Whitney, Barbra, Patti LuPone. They all became stars while they were single. They took all the pain and loneliness, and they put it into their music. People can relate to it. Everybody feels lonely. Harnessing this pain is why they became legends." Mercedes explained.
"How has this never occurred to me?" Rachel asked, voice slightly drifting.
"Sometimes you have to choose between love and talent and, as far as I'm concerned, we all need to fly solo for a while." Mercedes gave finally.
"It's so nice to be around girls for a change," Kurt said sentimentally. Rachel giving an "aw" and both girls scooting closer to him. "Don't sit on the pizza..." He warned.
Blaine
"Ok...everyone just...pretend like you're shopping," Blaine suggested as they spread out. Kurt stood with him, holding up a brown blazer up to his chest. Actually liking the simplistic clothing that he was surrounded by. Though, it was a far cry from his usual fabulous attire...
"That's him," Blaine said, pretending to be interested in a rack of jackets. "The blond one folding sweaters." Blaine pointed out. Kurt looked up and his "gay-dar" immediately went off...
"Hm, I can see the appeal... quite a head of hair." Kurt lied, directing his comment to the smiling boy who was helping a girl with a beanie out. Trying to mask his jealousy.
"His name is Jeremiah. If he and I got married, the GAP would give me a 50% discount..." Blaine's voice trailed off as he stared dreamily at the boy. Kurt giving in a look at the comment. Kind of wondering what he saw in Blaine at the moment. "This is insane. I don't know what I'm doing. We haven't even really gone out on a date. We shouldn't do this," Blaine said as he tried to leave, Kurt stops him. Though his better judgment was telling him to just tell Blaine he loved him already. If this boy made him happy...then what was Kurt to do to have Blaine lose this opportunity.
"Okay, come on, come on," he attempted a pep talk, "Man up. You're amazing. He's gonna love you." Kurt felt the same surge of jealousy as he let Blaine sing. Blaine looked at Wes and nodded. Signaling them to begin singing...
"Vum Vum Vum Vum
Vum Vum Vum Vum..."
The Warblers started out, slowly grabbing the shoppers attention. Blaine began to follow Jeremiah as he started to sing.
"Oooooooh (Vara Varam)
Baby girl, where you at?
Got no strings, got men attached (Vara Varam)."
Jeremiah quickly looked back at Blaine. He didn't seem impressed. If anything...he seemed embarrassed. This was a true horror to be seen. It could only be worse in slow motion.
"Can't stop that feelin' for long, no.
Mmmm (Vara Varam) you makin' dogs wanna beg
Breaking them off your fancy legs (Vara Varam)
But they make you feel right at home, now..."
Shoppers and patrons began to smile. Finding the performance simply...charming. But others probably found it quite cringy.
"Ooooohhhhhhh
See, all these illusions just take us too long
And I want it bad
Because you walk pretty
Because you talk pretty
'Cause you make me sick
And I'm not leavin'
Till you're leavin'."
Kurt felt so bad for Blaine. The reaction that Jeremiah was giving Blaine. A very obvious: "STOP!", but...poor Blaine was really too into the performance to even notice...
"Oh, I swear, there's something when she's pumpin' asking for a raise..."
Blaine placed some hot pink sunglasses on from a rack in excitement. Kurt really hoped the performance would end soon...
"Well, does she want me to carry her home, now?
So, does she want me to buy her things?"
Kurt rolled his eyes as Blaine took off the glasses and threw them to Jeff. Who placed them back onto the rack.
"On my house,
on my job
On my loot,
shoes,
my shirt
My crew,
my mind,
my father's last name?
When I get you alone
When I get you you'll know babe..."
Jeremiah faced Blaine. Who was probably hoping like Kurt that the singing would end. While Blaine was riding a high wave. Where nothing could go wrong. If only he could cloud out his excitement long enough to truly see Jeremiah's expressions that were being given to him. Maybe then he would stop...
"When I get you alone
When I get you alone
Come on... yeah-yeah..."
Blaine jumped on a spinning table as he continued to sing. Pressing a finger to his lips for a quick second for a line. Kurt bit his lip, watching how into the performance Blaine was.
"You can keep your toys in the drawer tonight
All right
All my dawgs talkin' fast-
Aint you got some photographs?
'Cause you shook that room like a star, now
Yes you did, yes you did
All these intrusions just take us too long
And I want you so bad..."
The suggestiveness of the song was made worse by Blaine's facial expressions. Adding a whole new layer of "cringy sexy" to the song that Blaine must've thought that it was lacking...
Kurt leaned against a mannequin, frustrated. Trying to keep a positive attitude in all of this. But Blaine really wasn't making it easy...
"Because you walk city,
Because you talk city,
'Cause you make me sick
And I'm not leavin', till you're leavin'
So I pray to something she aint bluffin',
Rubbin' up on me
Well does she want me to make a vow?
Check it
Well does she want me to make it now?
On my house,
on my job
On my loot,
shoes,
my voice,
My crew,
my mind,
my father's last name?"
Blaine grabbed a pair of socks and jumped into a frenzy in the middle of a department. Warblers surrounding him. Kurt quickly fixed his demeanor as he made his way over to join them.
"When I get you alone
When I get you you'll know babe
When I get you alone
When I get you alone
Oooohhhh..."
Blaine slid across the floor on his knees to the register. With a twirl, Blaine ended the song. Smiling at Jeremiah, he placed the socks down on the counter.
"When I get you alone..."
Kurt
Scattered clapping occurred. Jeremiah wasn't happy. But Blaine didn't seem to notice. A big, burly man walked up to Jeremiah and whispered to him, but the words were obvious to hear.
"Jeremiah...can I talk to you?" He looked at Blaine and then at the boy with oobviouscurly blonde hair that didn't hide anything. "Alone...?" He then added. Gesturing with his finger to follow him. Blaine bounced over to Kurt who was analyzing the same sunglasses rack that Blaine had previously taken from.
"So...do you think he liked it?!" Blaine beamed. Kurt pointed to a man standing behind him. SECURITY knitted in bold yellow letters on a badge.
"Let's just head out...while we still can," Kurt suggested. Blaine nodded in agreement. The Warblers left and congratulated Blaine as they left for their separate cars. But Blaine insisted that he and Kurt wait for Jeremiah. "Blaine-"
"No...I-I need to see him, Kurt!" Blaine demanded. Kurt didn't dare argue with that voice. Blaine and Kurt sat on a cold, wet bench for nearly 20 minutes before Blaine said anything else. "Was it too much?" Blaine finally asked, nervousness in his voice. "It was too much," Blaine confirmed an answer for his own question. But his face brightened as the blonde walked out. "Jeremiah, hey!" Blaine said brightly. Standing to meet the other boy.
But Jeremiah just had an irritated look on his face. "What the hell were you doing?" The boy asked, but it came more off as an accusation rather than anything.
"What?" Blaine asked. Blissfully oblivious.
"I just got fired," Jeremiah revealed, "You can't just...bust a groove in the middle of someone else's workplace."
"But they loved it,", Blaine tried to defend his actions.
"Well, my boss didn't. And neither did I." Jeremiah revealed more, before lowering his voice so no one heard his next comment. "No one here knows I'm gay." He spoke softly. So no one else caught what he said.
"Can I be honest?" Jeremiah's attention turned to Kurt, who still sat on the bench. "Just with the hair... I think they do." Jeremiah didn't respond and just turned his attention back to Blaine.
"Blaine, let's just be clear here. You and I got coffee twice. We're not dating. And if we were I'd get arrested because you're underage." He reached out to pat Blaine's arm, and then just...walked away. Blaine stood there. Kurt stood and walked next to him.
"Do you wanna get some coffee?" Kurt offered.
"Not now...maybe-maybe tomorrow." Blaine looked down then at Kurt. "I'll see you tomorrow. And uh-thanks...thanks again, Kurt." His voice broke as he walked away. Blaine needed to be alone right now. He didn't need anyone bothering him.
Blaine
Blaine and Kurt stood in line at the Lima Bean the next day after school. Blaine looked around with a disgusted look on his face. Far from the blissfully romantic one he had earlier in the week. All Blaine wanted to do was smash those...hideous heart-infested decorations with his guitar.
"Ugh, don't they have anything here that isn't covered with stupid little hearts? Gross." Blaine groaned as he continued to look around. Kurt's eyebrows shot up in shock.
"Well you've certainly changed your tune," Kurt commented. Reminding him of how he felt earlier that week.
"I don't think I've ever made that big a fool of myself," Blaine said unhappily, "which is really saying something because I've performed at theme parks!" The raven-haired boy sighed deeply and heavily. Not wanted to believe anything that happened the previous day actually happened. "I just– I can't believe I made it all up in my head..." Blaine said pitifully and bitterly. Kurt nodded, knowing exactly how he felt.
"Okay, can I ask you something?" Blaine looked over at Kurt and nodded. "Because we've always been completely honest with each other..." Kurt continued. He tried to forget his anxiety and just went for it. "You and I. We hang out. We sing flirty duets together. You know my coffee order... Was I supposed to think that was nothing?"
Blaine was confused, as always. Having no idea what Kurt was talking about. "What do you mean?"
Kurt sighed as he tried to get what he was saying through Blaine's thick, oblivious skull. "I thought the guy that you wanted to ask out on Valentine's Day... was me," Kurt confessed.
Blaine was...utterly speechless. How had he not caught on before? Now it was time for Blaine to admit something. "Wow, I really am clueless," he concluded. "Look, Kurt," Blaine continued, trying to explain where he was emotionally with himself and how he felt with others. As best as he could, "I don't know what I'm doing. I pretend like I do. And I know how to act it out in song. But the truth is... I've never really been anyone's boyfriend." Blaine admitted. But at least he wasn't alone in that fact...
"Me neither," Kurt admitted as well.
"Let me be really clear about something," Blaine started up again. "I really, really care about you. But as you and about twenty mortified shoppers saw... I'm not very good at romance." These words were painful for Blaine to admit. But he had no other choice than the truth. "I don't want to screw this up," he finished. Kurt was his friend. His best friend. He didn't want to ruin it with romance. He heard the horror stories with that. He just wanted to single it out for a while...a long while...
"So it's just like When Harry Met Sally...," Kurt said playfully. "But I get to play Meg Ryan." Blaine chuckled and smiled at Kurt's statement.
"Deal," Blaine agreed. Maybe he did have feelings for Kurt. But...he needed to discover himself a little more first before diving into a new relationship. His first relationship. "Don't they, uh, get together in the end?" He asked as they reached first in line in front of the contour.
Kurt gave him a playful smile and spoke to the register girl behind the contour, "Could I get a nonfat mocha and a medium drip for my friend Billy Crystal?" He lightly teased.
"Ah, you know my coffee order," Blaine teased back.
Kurt thought for a moment before turning to Blaine, "You know what?", "I think I've got something for us to do on Valentine's Day."
They took their coffees and Blaine smiled as they sat at their usual table. "And what might that possibly be, Meg Ryan?"
"Well...first, you are coming over to watch When Harry Met Sally..." Kurt started.
"Ok." Blaine agreed softly.
"Then...I'm going to organize a...Lonely Hearts Dinner at Breadstix. For those who need...a little confidence boost, and a friend for Valentine's Day. Maybe a few people can...meet a few people and...mingle." Kurt suggested, taking a sip.
"Sounds perfect."
Kurt
Kurt tapped a red microphone as he began to speak into it. Completely nervous, but, also very excited as well. "Testing, one, two, three. Testing, one, two, three. So, happy Valentine's Day everybody!" Kurt lightly laughed as he began speaking to the crowd. "For those of you Breadstix patrons who don't know who I am... I am Kurt Hummel, and welcome to my first ever Lonely Hearts Club dinner. Whether you are single with hope or madly in love and are here because I forced you to come out and support me, sit back and enjoy. And to all the singles out there: this is our year..." Kurt concluded, smiling dearly. Believing every word he said. He joined the Warblers as they began to harmonize the beginning of their song.
"I can't explain the feeling's plain to me, so can't you see? (I love you)
How can I tell you about my loved one? (I love you)
Ah, you gave me more, you gave it all to me, so can't you see? (I love you)
How can I tell you about my loved one?"
The Warblers began singing together, before Blaine emerged. Singing out his solo with his reestablished passion and drive. He needed a boost like this after the "GAP Attack". It was so needed.
"You'd think that people would've had enough of silly love songs (Ooooh...)
But I look around me and I see it isn't so (Ooooh, no...)"
More Warblers emerged and walked around the Italian eatery. Interacting with many of his patrons. Many were the New Directions who came to support Kurt.
"Some people wanna fill the world with silly love songs (Ahhhh...)
And what's wrong with that? (What's wrong with that?)
I'd like to know (Like to, like to know...)
'Cause here I go ('Cause here I go...) again! (Ba-ba-ba-pa-rap-ba...)"
The Warblers wandered around the restaurant as they sang. Wes even mingling with Santana. Kurt smiled at his friends Mercedes and Rachel. He couldn't believe that a lot of them actually showed. Some didn't. But that was ok too. Some had dates. It was all ok.
"I love you, (I love...)
I love you, (I love...)
Love doesn't come in a minute, (Doesn't come in a minute...)
Sometimes it doesn't come at all, (Doesn't come at all...)
I only know that when I'm in it, (Only know when I'm in it...)
It isn't silly, (At all...)
No it isn't silly, (At all)
Love isn't silly at all, not at all..."
All the Warblers re-met on their stage and began singing and dancing together joyfully. Blaine giving playful glances to Kurt as they did. Both smiling from ear to ear.
"I love you, (Doo-doo-doo-doo-doo-doo..)
I love you, (I can't explain the feeling's plain to me, so can't you see?) (How can I tell you about my loved one?)
I love you, (Ah, you gave me more, you gave it all to me, so can't you see?) (How can I tell you about my loved one?)"
Blaine
Blaine smiled as he watched Kurt reconvene with his friends briefly before they left. He grinned as the boy bounced to him. "Hey!" Kurt gave spritely.
"You ready to get our Meg Ryan and Billy Crystal on?" Blaine asked.
"I thought you'd never ask..." Kurt said breathily and the two headed out.
A/N: Do you all like the little addition I made? I think I pulled it all off without a hitch. Well, anyway! Signing off! See you in Comeback! I'll see what I can try and do with it!
