Living with Quinn and Rachel was . . . different, to say the least, to living with Sebastian and Blaine. They had different patterns that they had fallen into after a few years and Kurt found it a bit hard to sinking into at first, for example, they made an effort to have dinner at the table every night with a nice home cooked meal, TV off and soft music playing in the background. At first Kurt had felt awkward, it seemed like more of a date than a casual dinner but they assumed him that it was fine.

Another difference is that there was only one bathroom between the three of them, but that's not worth getting into at the moment.

Kurt was getting back into the swing of things, he'd get up, fight the girls for the bathroom, before rushing out to catch the subway to his work. It was a linger commute but at least he could still get there in time.

After work he usually came back to find Quinn relaxing on the couch, oh the perks of working from home.

"They keep calling," Quinn mentioned as Kurt walked through the door.

"They wouldn't be if you didn't tell them I was here," Kurt hissed back, this was all he'd heard from her these last few days.

"Oh of course, I was just meant to let them worry, thinking you collapsed in an alleyway somewhere, or you've been kidnapped."

"They wouldn't have thought that." Kurt shook his head.

"Those were Blaine's exact words; he's worried sick about you."

Quinn could see the turmoil in Kurt's eyes, thinking fast she added, "He's been crying."

Kurt growled at her, marching into the spare bedroom and shoving the items he'd brought over a few days ago when the apartment was empty in his suitcase.

"I can take a hint, Quinn," Kurt narrowed his eyes at her as she smiled, pretending to be immersed in her book.

Back at the apartment Blaine was lounging on the couch, debating whether or not to call Kurt for the third time that day.

The choice was taken out of his hands quite literally by Sebastian plucking the phone away from him.

Kneeling down so they were face to face Sebastian ran his hand through Blaine's lightly gelled hair, thankful that he at least still did that. He hadn't been eating properly, his emotions visible on his face; he was suffering from Kurt's departure.

He wasn't sure if that was better, or worse, than what he was doing.

Sebastian had, to put it bluntly, closed off all his emotions where Kurt was concerned. Since Kurt clearly regretted what had happened, he wasn't going to let anyone see just how hurt he was. He was going to be the strong one, for his and Blaine's sake.

Sebastian returned the smile Blaine gave him as he rubbed his thumb along Blaine's cheek.

"It's almost been two weeks and it looks like Kurt's slowly moving out," Sebastian stated the facts.

Blaine frowned at him, ready to start up the same argument they've been having all week, before he could though Sebastian raised his hands in a surrendering gesture.

"I know this . . . isn't exactly romantic but," Sebastian paused. Confused Blaine sat up on his elbows, his heart throbbing painfully when he saw the way Sebastian was kneeling.

"What-" Sebastian cut him off.

"Blaine Devon Anderson, this isn't what I had planned, but with all the drama lately I wasn't able to solidify any big huge romantic gestures. But you have to admit, this is much more us," he continued as Blaine's lips quirked into a smile.

"You mean the world to me; I still can't believe you agreed to date me all those years ago when I was still that kid who was full of reckless abandon, not giving a shit about who I hurt in the process. This happened to be you many times. But I like to believe all the troubles we've had have just strengthened our bond in a way.

"With everything that's happened with Kurt, I was putting off this, clinging to the stupid hope that we could all be something more and I'm sorry about that, because of a stupid crush-"

"Bas, no-"

"Please let me finish," Sebastian interrupted, Blaine nodded, his lips pressed tight together.

"Kurt's not the one we are in a relationship with, you're the one I'm dating and I'm sorry I let us lose track of that, but, I think it's safe to say that Kurt clearly doesn't feel the same way, and it's time to move on with OUR lives." Reaching into his pocket Sebastian pulled out the velvet box he'd had hidden for months and revealed its content to Blaine.

"Blaine, will you do me the honour of marrying me?"

Blaine's eyes watered, tears quickly spilling out of his eyes and running down his cheeks before he launched himself at Sebastian kissing every expanse of skin he could through his frantic cries of "Yes. Yes. Yes."

Sebastian sighed in relief, wrapping his arms around Blaine and pulling him as close as possible.

Neither of them saw the door open or the figure standing awkwardly to the side until they cleared their throat.

Kurt had gone through a thousand possible scenarios on the way back to the apartment, only a handful of them had a positive ending. But he wasn't stupid enough to believe that they' just be sitting there waiting to accept his return with open arms and magically want to be in a relationship with them.

No.

In Kurt's mind, the most likely scenario to be played out was them looking down on him, his stuff in a pile by the door and them telling him he wasn't welcome there anymore, that they didn't need him ruining their relationship like he did his own.

When he did walk through the doors of the apartment, he wasn't surprised when he saw them making out on the floor. He cleared his throat to get their attention, needing to know if he should pack the remainder of his things.

"Kurt?" Sebastian was the first one to notice him, his voice going high at the end as Blaine bit down on his shoulder. Kurt shuddered, that voice all too familiar to him still.

Blaine paused; twisting himself around to face Kurt, his confused expression changing to one of such happiness that Sebastian could literally feel what had just happened between them being pushed aside. Clearly the only thing on Blaine's mind right now was Kurt.

Sebastian tried to ignore the stinging feeling of betrayal coursing through him.

Blaine shot up off of Sebastian, crashing his arms around an unmoving Kurt. After a few seconds Kurt patted him on the back awkwardly before he pulled away.

"I can't . . . I- I thought you were never," Blaine stumbled over his words as he ran his hands through his curly hair.

The small feeling of hope that had started to grow in Kurt's chest came to a crashing halt when he saw the diamond ring on Blaine's finger.

"I'm sorry I freaked out and ran away, I was just really embarrassed about how I acted," Kurt spoke slowly, his voice sounding oddly distant as he rocked back on his heels away from Blaine.

Blaine tried to control his wide smile, unable to believe his day was getting better by the minute. His two boys were with him, and he hurried to reassure Kurt that it was OK that he'd run away but before he could get a word out Kurt spoke up again.

"It was a mistake, I missed Steven, I'm sorry you two got caught in the middle."

"Technically, you were in the middle," Sebastian spoke up after a pregnant pause. Kurt's cheeks burned at the implication while a heavy weight settled in Blaine's stomach, he knew that tone of voice Sebastian was using, he was closing off his emotions again.

Moving quickly to stop the temperature in the apartment dropping any further Blaine did damage control. "Your half of the rent is due, we managed to get the landlord to give us a little more time but it was really inconvenient of you to walk out like that," but he still couldn't keep the sharp edge out of his voice just like Sebastian, he felt used.

"Right," Kurt said, bitting his bottom lip and moving to put his suitcase back in his room, Blaine couldn't stop himself from saying one last thing.

"And Kurt, this whole thing you have going on with Steven, leave us out of it."

Kurt nodded, his nose tingling as the bottom of his eyes filled with tears. I should have just stayed away.

He shut the door behind him with a solid thud, feeling like it was a lot more symbolic than it should be.