A/N: More pre-relationship from back in the day. I think it's ridiculous to warn for this, but this uses a Darren Criss song (as a Blaine song). If that's something you don't like, this is one to skip.


He was walking down the hall, having texted David when Blaine didn't pick up his phone. David had said that Blaine had been in his room the last he'd heard, so Kurt had made his way over to the dorms, intent on giving his friend a lecture about keeping your coffee date waiting after they'd driven two hours to visit (which was a little hypocritical as he'd made Blaine wait half an hour last Friday, when they'd gone to dinner before Rent, but whatever). As he walked down the hall towards Blaine's room he began to pick out music -a guitar. He was listening to a CD, clearly, and had forgotten about coffee. Kurt rolled his eyes, and was about to knock on the door, which was ajar, when there was a silence before the guitar resumed.

"…The sun: telling me the night is done.
Well I refuse to let it stop our fun.
Close your eyes—we'll make it dark again
And kiss; there's a thought, so how 'bout this?
Let's pretend that both our lips are made of candy.
After all, we need sweets every now and then."

He couldn't move. That was Blaine's voice. That was Blaine playing, obviously. He peeked around the door, and saw his friend sitting on his bed, playing and leaning over the notebook in front of him, a pencil behind his ear.

"Don't you want the way I feel?
Don't you want the way I feel?
Don't you want the way I feel for you?

Here we are: two strangers in a very different place.
Who knows what could happen to us next?
Here we are with nothing but this little spark.
It's too cold outside to lay this fire to rest.

Go? How so very apropos:
A goodbye just as soon as I said 'Hello."
Well alright, I'll see you later.
It's true: it's just a fantasy for two.
But what's the difference if it all could have been true?
I guess this is better."

This was a boy that used the word apropos in song. Yes, Kurt did want the way he felt for him, no matter what it was.

"But don't you want the way I feel?
Don't you want the way I feel?
Don't you want the way I feel for you?"

There was a pause as Blaine stopped to write something down, and Kurt let out a small sigh. The elder boy jumped.

"Kurt, I… how long have you been there?"

"Just a little while. Sorry, the door was… that sounded amazing."

He blushed. "Thanks… it's not done yet, I - oh my god, I was supposed to meet you downstairs." He picked up his phone. "And I have four missed calls. I'm so sorry."

"It's fine. The song is… it's awesome."

He looked nervous. "You like it?"

"It's beautiful."

He took a deep breath. "Good, because, you know, I -"

"I thought you guys were going on a not-date," David drawled from the hallway, behind Kurt's head.

Both boys glared at him. "We were just going," Blaine snapped. "Go away, David."

"Touchy. Have fun. Use protection!… those coffee cups can be hoooot!"

Blaine continued to stare daggers at his friend until he disappeared down the hall to his own room.

"You were saying," Kurt asked after a moment.

Blaine's eyes snapped back to him. "Nothing," he smiled. "Let's go. Coffee's on me."