"Would you quit watching them? They're going to think you're creepy." David said several months later, sliding into a seat next to Blaine.

"It's disgusting. All they do is make out and Peter does this weird thing with his teeth, alright? I don't think it's human." Blaine said without looking away from the two senior boys that were making out on one of the common room couches.

David glanced over. "That's pretty weird, you're right… but you should still quit watching them."

"I don't even think they know anything about each other, alright? They just suck each other's faces off all the time. What kind of a relationship is that?" Blaine continued.

"You are so jealous." David laughed.

"I'm not jealous of them." Blaine snapped. He then mumbled, "I just want someone to snuggle me that isn't Wes."

"Wes snuggles you?" David raised his eyebrow.

"On occasion." Blaine shrugged. "Ugh! There they go again! Don't they need air to breathe?"

"The beginning of any relationship is purely making out." David said. "They'll get to know each other later."

"It's disgusting."

"Yet you'd like to find someone to do that with yourself. You can be very hypocritical, Blaine." David laughed. "You'll find someone eventually."

"You think?" Blaine asked hopefully.

"Wes has a significant other, Blaine. I know."

"There is a lot of truth in that statement." Blaine hopped up and stretched his arms out in front of him.

"I thought you didn't want to date?" David asked, watching Blaine carefully. "You said that you needed some boy free time?"

"Yeah but it's been forever since that whole stint with what's his face." Blaine shrugged and sat back down next to David. "Plus, I get kind of lonely when you and Wes talk about going out on dates. The only people I have to hang out with are Nick and Jeff. Can you believe how awkward that is? They are so in love and neither of them sees it. I just want to take their heads and smash them together until they admit their love for one another."

"There are a lot of gay guys here. You've just got to talk to one of them and…"

"I don't want to date anyone here." Blaine frowned.

"How do you know that? You can't have possibly talked to every gay guy at this school. There are tons of them." David pointed out.

"I just… I'll know him when I see him."

"I don't think it works that way, Blainers." Wes said coming into the room.

"You have—."

"Got to stop calling me that." Blaine and Wes finished Blaine's sentence together.

"But seriously, dude, this is real life. Not movies. Go kiss a guy and if you see a spark, take him into your room, put a sock on the door, and—."

Blaine covered his ears, looking horrified.

"Oh wait. He's talking like… love and not sex?" Wes scowled. "This talk is all you, David. Jen is just my fuck buddy."

"Does she know that?" Blaine asked sharply.

"We haven't discussed it." Wes shrugged.

"Blaine, just talk to people. You'll find someone you want to date. It's not like you're going to walk down a staircase and he's going to just say 'Excuse me, will you be the love of my life?'" David said after sending Wes a look.

"I know he's not going to just be on the bottom of a staircase and ask that." Blaine said irritably.

"If you're not expecting something like that, then make it happen." David said. "You can't just stare at other gay couples and pout. Then you'll get a reputation for being a whiny gay stalker. And if they end up mysteriously dead, you'll be in need of an alibi."

"What?" Both Blaine and Wes asked, looking confused.

"Sorry. Mom and I have been watching a lot of Psych." David mumbled sheepishly before continuing. "Seriously. The only person that can find you a boyfriend is you. We'd offer to help but your list is a little unreasonable. Kind, compassionate, funny, all in one? You're asking a lot of a seventeen or eighteen year old guy. Not everyone is like you."

"Having standards may make me difficult, but I don't think it's asking all that much. Besides, not everyone is like Wes over here either." Blaine scoffed.

"Hey!" Wes said, holding a hand to his heart. "That hurt me right here. Right. Here."

"Your girlfriend—."

"She is not my girlfriend."

"She hangs out with you at nights, bakes you cookies, and is sweet to your friends. She thinks she's your girlfriend." Blaine snapped.

"No. She's just very friendly. I never said the G word, alright?" Wes argued. "At least I'm just an asshole. You're a creeper."

"I'm not a creeper. I'm just jealous." Blaine sulked. "Stop picking on me."

"I'm older. It's my job." Wes said, glancing over. "I mean, they're so lost in making out. If you just forced your way between them, they'd probably not even notice. Maybe they'd ask you to join and it can turn into a three way."

Blaine gagged, covering his mouth.

"Open yourself to experiences, Blaine." Wes laughed.

"Don't listen to him." David glared. "I know Dalton doesn't have a GSA, but what if you go to the Westerville GSA?"

"Oh because my dad would love that. I would be out of Dalton before you could say my full name."

"Yeah, but you have a pretty long name." David snorted.

"Okay, okay. What kind of person do you want?" Wes asked, actually appearing serious for once. "Apart from kind, compassionate, and funny."

"Blue eyes. Straight hair, because I shed enough for the both of us. Besides, if two of us are buying this much hair gel we'll never make it financially." Blaine said with a serious expression. "He has got to have a nice voice. He can't be boring. And he must have a nice smile. Can he be adorable?"

"Be realistic here. We're trying to find a person, not make one with a machine." David said. "If you have such high standards, you'll never find one."

"Ugh, he can't be hipster." Wes said. "I won't like him."

"He can't play sports either. Blaine's sporty enough." David added. "He can't be too preppy either because those guys are annoying."

"He needs to cook because none of us can. Look, this can work to our advantage. You and I… our girls won't cook for all three of us. But Blaine's a catch. Get someone to fall head over heels for Blaine and we'll all be fed until Blaine or the new guy dies." Wes grinned.

"Hey, this is my boyfriend we're looking for. Not your maid." Blaine snapped. Why had he brought this up again?

"We're getting something out of keeping you around." David teased, grinning as well.

"He can't be an attention whore." Wes nodded. "Because they'd butt heads too much. If they're fighting all of the time, we might not get fed daily."

"Maybe I'm not ready to date. You two clearly aren't mature enough yet." Blaine hopped up.

"Of course he'll have to have a big shoe size if you catch my drift." Wes continued. "I bet Blaine would like that. Right, Blaine? Right? You get what I'm saying? It was a sex reference because you like sex."

"Yeah, Wes. I got it." Blaine said. "Can we stop talking about my lack of dating life yet?"

"But it was just getting fun." David laughed.

"I have to go to an oral exam in French anyway." Blaine stood. "I'll see you guys tonight after I get dinner with my lovely mother, alright?"

"Sure." David said as Wes stuck his lip out in a pout. "Do you want to borrow my car? I know yours won't be ready until tomorrow."

"You are amazing." Blaine said, perking right up. "And the car is pretty sweet too."

"Just return it safely." David held out his keys. "And bring me back one of those iced cookies too if you can."

"Okay."

"Hey! I want one of the chocolate ones!" Wes chirped. "Please? I'll find you good gay porn if you do."

"Don't say things like that. It makes me question your sexuality." Blaine whispered.

"What is wrong with a straight teenager watching gay porn?"

…

"Uh oh. He's got grumpy face." Wes cooed when Blaine made it into his dorm later that night.

"You never leave mine and David's dorm, do you?" Blaine asked plopping on his own bed.

"How'd it go?" David asked curiously, turning from the desk he was at. "Really, Wes? You're even under my covers?"

"I was cold. Leave me alone." Wes said. "Speak, Blaine. Tell us allll about it."

"Someone's cheerful." Blaine muttered. "It went like this: Why don't you visit more? California sounds like a good place for college. It's nice and far away from home. Have you found a not-girlfriend yet? Did you get the check for your textbooks? It's just like never ending questions any time I go. Then again, I guess that's better than an actual discussion. It's stupid. Like she cares."

"You've only got like ten more visits and then you'll be away at college." David reassured him. "And the visits never last too long."

"Yeah, this guy came in and she practically flew out the door. I told you she was having another affair." Blaine rolled his eyes. "My mother has a husband and a boyfriend, yet I can't even have one boyfriend let alone a gay friend."

"At least you don't have to put up with your family for much longer." David shrugged as Wes snickered at Blaine's comment. "Besides, focus on the fact that in less than a year the three of us will be off in California or somewhere far away from here together going to school. This is our year. We've got classes and Warbler practices to focus on. And you have soccer. And, of course, our latest mission to find you a boyfriend."

"Meh." Blaine sighed and stared at the ceiling.

"Should we tell him?" David asked, glancing at Wes.

"Go on." Wes sighed. "Ruin the surprise early."

"What surprise?" Blaine asked, looking at them.

"As you know, on Friday we're going to find out what school we're up against at sectionals." David began. "Wes, Thad, and I feel like we've got a good team that will take us all the way. Your voice has never been as good as it has been this year, Blaine."

Blaine sat up a little straighter, eyes lighting up.

"We feel that if we let you do songs you really like at practice that you'll do better in the actual competition. Practices have been going really, really well. So well, in fact, that the council has decided to finally let you—"

"Sing Teenage Dream?" Blaine exclaimed, jumping up. "Sing Teenage Dream?"

"Yes. We feel like if you are singing songs you like that it'll raise our chances even more. Your voice has never sounded better and—."

"Oh, God. I love that song so much. When do I get to sing it?"

"We'll practice it and perform it for the school next Tuesday before fourth period."

"Finally, finally, finally." Blaine said, doing a little dance. "Are we going to start practicing for it today?"

"Yes. We are." David laughed.

"I have been waiting for this ever since that song was pre-released on MTV and iTunes. You guys are the best friends, like, ever."

"Leave it to Katy to cheer him up. And he says he wants a boyfriend." Wes snorted.

"All he needs is Katy."

We know what happens the following Tuesdayyyyy!
Sorry that took so long to get out. I had written a chapter where Blaine gets his DUI. But then I realized that would mean posting the chapters out of order, which is something I didn't want to do. If you're interested, it can be found on my Tumblr.

Also, something I got a few reviews on is the fact that I said "This chapter took place in late March of Blaine's junior year and we all know Kurt shows up early November of his senior year." at the end of the last chapter. Defining Moments goes along with my story What Brings Us Closer Together. It is an Alternate Universe story where Blaine is a senior and Kurt is a junior when they met. At this point in time, people were still under the impression that Blaine was older from previous interview statements Ryan Murphy had given. I am aware that in canon Kurt is a year older and they met when Blaine was a sophomore. This has just been something I've never been able to really accept because I was already so used to my own head canon, I suppose, and that's why the story is this way. I felt like it should be addressed here and not only in private answers because it's something that will pop up again in Defining Moments.

Thank you for all of your reviews! The next update should actually be posted really soon because I've already got most of it handwritten in old school notebooks, so expect a update in the next few days. Review and let me know what you think!