DONT HATE ME I'M SO SORRY.

Although it was probably common courtesy, Kurt let Blaine leave that night (granted around 3 in the morning and entirely sore) so he could go and take care of Cupcake. It made him feel weird, like maybe he shouldn't be leaving, but Kurt insisted that they'd see each other that afternoon anyways so he should just go home and take care of his puppy.

It made Blaine appreciate Kurt all the more.

But when he got home, he noticed Cooper's coat on his normal chair, and he sighed. Why was Cooper here?

He went into the kitchen and sure enough, there was Cooper. "Do you have an apartment? Because it sometimes seems like you live here rather than me."

Cooper darted his eyes up from his bowl of cereal (Blaine's cereal, really Coop.) and just sighed, "I just got back from an art gallery opening, your place was closer." He pushed the bowl away and gestured Blaine to sit.

He did, but only because he didn't want to stand any longer, not because Coop was acting like Blaine had just walked into Cooper's space.

"Blaine, where were you anyways? You never leave if you have to." He rested his chin on his hand.

He returned it with a dirty look, "None of your business Coop."

"Jeeze I was just asking..." Coop sighed, "What happened to you you're more...jumpy."

Blaine rolled his eyes, "I'm not jumpy. It's just not your business what I'm doing with my personal life."

"Is this about the bow tie from the other day?"

Blaine got up and left the kitchen, "No Coop this isn't."

He heard Cooper run after him, "Don't lie to me what did I say?"

"Nothing Coop just..." Blaine stopped just before his door and leaned his head against the doorframe, "Just go finish what you're doing. I'm going to bed."

"Blaine." Cooper's hand rested on his shoulder, "Look, I don't know what happened or what I said, but I care about you. You know that right?" Blaine turned to face him and Coop continued, "I just want what's best for you. I know that I seem...pushy, but I just don't want you to be so lonely all the time." He patted Blaine on the cheek, "Good night Blaine."

Blaine turned and went into his room.

When he got to the normal spot the next afternoon, he had beaten Kurt, like normal, so Blaine relaxed in the bench and watched Cupcake chew on her paw next to him. She had been getting bigger by the day and she seemed to be interested in chewing her paws rather than anything else.

Without any warning hands covered his eyes and disoriented him a bit, but then a voice whispered in his ears, "Guess who?" and Blaine's world righted itself again.

Kurt.

The hands removed themselves from Blaine's eyes and Kurt came into view next to him. "Hey stranger," Kurt smiled, "How was your night?"

Blaine blushed and Kurt laughed, "Sorry, I couldn't resist."

Blaine saw Kurt slowly pull something out of his pocket, and he gasped.

It was a rainbow pin.

He looked to Kurt's eyes and he stammered, "I didn't...I...well...I thought now that we're...well...maybe?"

Blaine's mind, for some reason, jumped to Cooper last night, his hand resting on Blaine's shoulder, trying to get Blaine to talk about what was wrong and his life, and something came to him. He couldn't ever tell Cooper he was with Kurt. Cooper was his only family left, and he didn't want to push him away for someone he only knew for a few months. Cooper had been there for him, helped him move to New York, and he couldn't just leave Cooper.

He couldn't let down his only family by doing this.

"I can't," Blaine blurted.

Kurt faltered in his speech and looked at him, "What?"

"I can't...I'm not gay," Blaine tried to say.

Kurt laughed, out loud and brightly, but when Blaine didn't laugh along with him, didn't act like it was a joke, Kurt tapered down his laughter. "What do you mean you're not gay?"

Blaine hesitated, "Look, I just don't think I am..."

"You seemed pretty gay last night when I had my dick in your ass."

Blaine recoiled at the anger in Kurt's tone. He had never heard Kurt be so...hateful.

"Kurt..." He tried to say. He wanted to explain everything going through his mind. He wanted to tell him about Cooper and his family and how he just couldn't be gay, it would make him lose one of his only links to family he has.

But Kurt just held up his hand, "No, I am not going to be some experiment to you Blaine. You don't want to be gay? Fine," Kurt stood up and grabbed Carrera's leash, "But don't expect to figure it out with me." He turned on his heel and stomped off, Carrera's dragging behind him, whining at Cupcake.

Blaine buried his head in his hands and, for the first time since he was 18, felt the tears drag down his face.