A/N Imagine Matt Bomer less Connor and more Neal Caffrey.

Also, see this graduation thing as a party after everyone got their diploma's. With family and graduatees.

"Do you have a date for the graduation party yet?" Rachel asked smiling. "You know you get to go because you're performing."

"I know and no I do not have a date."

Rachel looked around but Daphne shook her head before Rachel could even make a suggestion. "Come on, we can definitely find someone for you."

"What if I don't wanna find just someone?"

"What, you want to find Mr Right? You're 18, Daphne."

Daphne shrugged. "So what, people get married at 16."

Santana laughed. "And divorced at 17."

"I just.. I don't need a date for the graduation dance party thing."

"You don't have a date?" Blaine asked a little excited. "Because Connor wants to come so he can see me perform. Maybe he can come with you?"

"Your brother?"

Blaine nodded. "He's single."

"Picture? I don't really remember what he looks like." Blaine held up a picture. "Now I remember, he's gorgeous." Will looked up as he heard her say that.

"He's an amazing dancer, I'm sure you'd have fun."

Daphne looked at Will and already felt a little bad, the look in his eyes said enough. "I'll think about it okay? Let you know later?"

"Sure."

Holly walked in and stopped in front of Will. Daphne couldn't make out what they were talking about but she was definitely flirting with him. She was touching his arm again, leaning in close, fixing his tie.. Will nodded and smiled at her, not taking a step back. He turned towards the group. "Go home guys, me and Miss Holiday will see you tomorrow." He seemed to like making her jealous a little bit too much, well she'd show him..

"Blaine, give my number to your brother. Ask him to give me a call if he's interested."

Will looked up at her, he didn't say anything but Daphne could see he wasn't amused.

"See you tomorrow Mr Schue." Rachel said as she and Daphne passed him.

"See you tomorrow, Rachel." He grabbed his phone.

Daphne was just at her locker when she got a text. She smiled when it read 'Brad' it was the name she'd given Will in her phone. It always reminded her of the first time they'd kissed. She opened the text, it only said 'Seriously?' She smiled, mission accomplished. Just for not turning Holly down she wasn't going to answer.

She had just gotten in her car when her telephone started ringing. She checked the display 'Brad' she thought for a second before answering. "Hey."

"Are you alone?"

"In my car, yes."

"Are you seriously going on a date with Blaine's brother?"

"Well, you're going with Holly."

She could hear him sigh. "We're chaperoning, not dancing.."

"Well, I want to have fun. Also, she was fixing your tie. You could've taken a step back."

"I am pretending to be single."

"Well so am I. See you at graduation?"

"Daph.. what is it you're trying to do?"

"Making you feel how I feel when Holly and Emma are all over you."

"What do you mean? Are you jealous?"

"You'll know tomorrow, see you Will."

"I love you."

"Good, I love you too."

…

"Hey, I'm here to pick up Daphne." Connor smiled at Elise. "I'm Connor."

Elise shook his hand. "Elise, she's almost ready. Do you go to McKinley?" She asked a little surprised.

"No, I'm Blaine's brother."

Daphne walked down the stairs and smiled at Connor. "Hi, Connor."

"You look beautiful. Are you ready to go?" Connor grabbed the bag she was carrying. "Let me take that." She had to bring additional clothes for the performance.

Daphne nodded. "Night grams." She followed Connor to his car. "Thanks for being my date."

"You're very welcome, thanks for taking me with you."

…

Will had been trying to ignore Daphne and Connor, he had seen them the second they'd walked in. He couldn't stand to see Daphne, his Daphne on someone else's arm. Connor was flirting with her, making jokes and 'accidentally' touching her. It was even worse when Connor asked her to dance with him. Which of course she accepted, that was what he was looking at right now. A slow song came on and Connor put his hands on her lower back while she put hers around his neck. Will never considered himself a jealous man, not as long as the world knew his girl was off limits. That was the problem here, they couldn't know that. Connor moving his hands further down towards her ass was the last straw. He walked over and put a fake smile on his face. "Sorry to cut in, but I need Daphne for a couple of minutes."

Connor took a step back and nodded. "Of course, should I send Blaine your way?"

"No, I just need Daphne. Thanks Connor." He looked expectantly at Daphne.

"Let me just grab my purse and bag, where should I meet you?"

"Choir room."

Daphne nodded and she watched him walk off, the way he was walking reminded her of New York. When he said he was trying to control himself. She grabbed her purse and bag before leaving Connor behind. Will was sitting at the piano, waiting for her. "Hi." She said softly as she walked in.

He got up and walked towards her, pulling her further into the room and closing the door. He kissed her until she was breathless. "Hi? Really, another guy has his hands all over you and you say hi?"

"So, you understand my frustration with Holly?"

He stepped closer, making her take a step back. "I think I'm way past that." He kissed her, fast and demanding. He pulled her against him before taking a step back.

"Maybe the dancing was a little much."

"You think?" He took a breath. "You're beautiful, by the way, stunning." He kissed her again, slower this time.

She smiled as she pushed her hips into his. "So me dancing with Connor got you turned on?"

"No, thinking about all the things I could do to prove to him that you are mine did." He stroked her cheek. "Please don't torture me any more. I was seriously thinking about kissing you right there, screw my job. I just wanted to show Connor that he's to keep his hands to himself."

"Okay. I still have to change for the performance, want to help?"

"Fuck yes." He kissed her and found the zipper on her back, pulling it down as his mouth moved to her neck. She softly moaned his name as he pulled the straps to the side, letting the dress fall on the ground. He helped her step out of it before pushing her against the door, kissing her again. She moaned before unbuttoning his shirt and pulling the tails out of his dress pants. "I thought we were just undressing you?"

"You're telling me you don't want to be inside of me for the next.." She glanced at the clock. "7 minutes?" She unfastened his pants, pulling down the zipper.

He steered her towards the piano and lifted her on top of it, pulling down her underwear and finding she was ready for him. He raised his eyebrows at her.

"Jealousy is a big turn on for me. Also I must admit I did imagine you and me on the piano."

He grinned at her. "Me too."

…

He took a step back and smiled at her, breathless. "I love you." He fastened his pants again.

"I love you too. Can you hand me my bag?"

He nodded and walked towards the bag, his shirt still hanging open. "What do you need?"

"The whole thing?" She looked around. "Also, what did you do with my underwear?"

He zipped the bag open and pulled out the clean underwear she had inside. "I'm going to keep that with me, as a reminder." He smiled at her as he walked back towards the piano and handed her the underwear. "You don't need it now anyway."

She begrudgingly put it on. "Well, it was expensive so I would like it back eventually." She pointed to the bag. "Dress?"

He handed it to her before buttoning his shirt. "You will get it back, eventually."

"As long as the others don't find it."

"They won't." He watched her struggle with the zipper. "Turn around." He stepped closer, kissing the back of her neck and zipping up the dress. He walked back to grab her shoes from her bag and handed them to her as she sat down on the piano stool. "Ready?"

"Yeah."

"They should be here soon." He opened the door before walking back to the piano. "You're not going to dance with Connor again, are you?"

"Well, I rather liked your reaction." She shrugged. "So I might."

He opened his mouth to react but Finn walked in. "Ready Mr Shue?" He asked.

"My last performance with all of you? Never." He smiled at them. "I see you are all dressed already."

"Yeah. "

"Good. We go up in 5 minutes, does anybody have any questions or concerns?" Everyone shook their heads. "Don't worry about the spin, Finn. I'll be front and centre if anything goes wrong."

"It won't, Mr Schue."

"Good, lets do some vocal exercises."

…

Everyone applauded as the music finished. They all stood in a line and linked hands, bowing for the crowd. They waited until the curtain closed before running of stage laughing and happily chatting. Will ran backstage and high-fived them all. "Great performance, perfect."

"Thanks Mr Schue." Kurt answered. "It's our last as a group, we wanted to get it perfect."

"It was." He looked at them. "This is the last time we'll be here like this, how about a picture?" He held up his camera.

"A picture sounds great." Rachel smiled. "I'll take it with me to New York."

Will put it on a standard, set the timer and walked back to the group. They all smiled as the picture was taken.