A/N: Thank you to my amazing beta JayHawkWrites for catching all my errors and to MichKlaineLover for catching a very big mistake, thank you. Thanks to everyone who has read and reviewed my story. You are very much appreciated.

Chapter 22 Frienemies

Kurt and Blaine walked out of the underground and for the first time that day, they hailed a cab. They were both worn out, but it had been a fantastic day. They had experienced a lot of the things Kurt had said he wanted to do if he was ever in London. That night, they decided to eat dinner at a pub not far from their motel. According to the concierge at the motel, it was a family-friendly place, and when they got there, they found out just how true that was. Several families were sitting around tables enjoying their meals, so Blaine felt comfortable eating there with his little girl.

It's funny how quickly Blaine's mindset had changed. There had been a time when he wouldn't have thought twice about having dinner in a pub. Now that he was a father and had a precious life depending on him, he saw things differently. He spent time now determining if certain places were a suitable environment for his daughter to be in, things he would never have even thought about just a year ago.

"I guess in the morning, if it is ok with you, we can go over to the apartment and try to start sorting it out," Blaine said, looking at Kurt over the menu he had been handed when they sat down.

"It probably wouldn't hurt to see about finding a place that sells boxes on the way over there. Do you remember much about the apartment? What you might be interested in keeping and shipping home?" Kurt asked, setting his menu down, already knowing what he was going to order.

"Not really. Since I didn't know Shey, I didn't really pay that much attention to the apartment itself. My main concern was to get what I thought we would need for Sere, and getting Bryce out of there as soon as possible... Sorry, I hate talking about him with you," Blaine said with a half-smile. They stopped talking for a minute when their waitress came and took their order. The two started back up their conversation when she had walked away.

"It's ok, Blaine, really. You two had a life that I wasn't part of, I know that. Don't try to not talk about him for me. I promise you, it won't upset me. He is a big part of your past," Kurt said, looking at Blaine and hoping that he sensed his sincerity.

Blaine kind of half-laughed, "You know what's funny? When Bryce and I first started seeing each other, I felt like I talked about you to him too much. I would always catch myself telling him stories about you, and I promised him one night that I wouldn't talk about you again. He never once told me it was ok that you were a big part of my past. It was almost like he was saying move on like I was just supposed to forget about you."

"I'm not going to try to tell you to move on, Blaine. I know he hurt you, and for that, if he were still alive, I would hurt him myself. I'll say it again, you didn't deserve any of the things he put you through. He was still part of your life, part of your daughter's life, and that isn't something you can turn your back on or just forget," Kurt said, reaching out to take Blaine's hand, giving it a gentle squeeze to let him know he understood.

They stopped talking again when their food was delivered. Kurt and Blaine were both shocked by how quickly it had been brought out to them. The concierge had been right about this place. Blaine tried to feed Sere, but she just shook her head until he handed her her spoon, not that she used it for anything but playing. Blaine looked at Kurt and continued their conversation.

"I know. It's just that I hate even thinking about him, especially when I am with…"

"Blaine!"

Blaine looked up when he heard his name called and could only smile. He quickly stood up, and Kurt watched in shock as Blaine walked across the room and into another man's arms. To say that Kurt was shocked and just a little jealous was an understatement. He didn't like seeing Blaine in the arms of another man, especially one who was as cute as this man seemed to be judging on what he could see from across the room. Kurt sat there watching Blaine, wondering when he was going to remember he had left his boyfriend and daughter sitting alone at their table.

Kurt was just trying to decide if he should stand up and carry Sere over to remind him they were there when he saw Blaine step out of the other man's arms. He turned around and looked at Kurt, flashing him 'his' smile. In that instant, Kurt knew everything was ok. There was no reason to be jealous, well much anyway. He watched as Blaine and a group of men weaved their way back over to their table, and it was then that Kurt recognized most of them. They were all actors, and at least three of them had been in Blaine's show with him.

Blaine walked up to Kurt with a big grin on his face. "Kurt, this is my friend Joshua Edwards. He played my ex, Adam, on 'South of Always,' and this," Blaine said, pointing to the other men, "is Alan Marks, Gary Washington, Max Alexander, Phillip Rosen, and Greg Parks. Alan and Max were on the show with us as well. Alan played Ben. Josh, guys, I would like to introduce you to Kurt Hummel, my boyfriend," Blaine said proudly with a big smile on his face, wrapping his arm around Kurt's waist. Blaine knew introducing Kurt as his boyfriend again would never get old. He had always been proud to say those words, and that feeling hasn't changed.

"Soo, you kind of hooked up quickly after Bryce died. It's kind of weird, don't you think that you found someone that fast? That you seemed to have gotten over him that quickly," Alan said in a sarcastic voice, looking at Blaine.

Blaine looked at him for a few minutes. He had known, if anyone would have a problem with him and Kurt being together, other than Mitchels, it was going to be Alan. Alan had been Bryce's friend on and off set. They had met as teenagers and had been in several movies together, and over time, they had become best friends. Blaine knew how hard Bryce's death had hit Alan.

"I know it might seem that way to you, but a lot was going on that only a few people were aware of before Bryce died. As for Kurt and I, no, it wasn't quick at all. Kurt was my high school sweetheart, and for a while, my fiancé before we broke up. We have known each other for almost five years," Blaine answered him.

"So, what was Bryce? Just a rebound for you? A fast fuck? Did you try to use him just to get over Kurt? That sucks Blaine," Alan said, looking at Blaine.

Blaine could feel the hate rolling off of him. He tried not to get upset. He understood how Alan must be hurting after losing Bryce, but it was taking everything he had not to just go off on him.

"Number one," Blaine started as calmly as he possibly could, "you don't know what you're talking about. As I said, a lot was going on that I was trying to keep out of the media so that 'your' friend's name wouldn't be dragged through the mud. And to answer your other question, no, Bryce wasn't a rebound or a fast fuck. Trust me. Bryce knew where I stood on everything. He was very much aware of the fact that I didn't love him, and I knew for a fact he didn't love me. I knew he was still very much in love with Shey. We made the decision together to be there for Sere. We both knew that she needed a family, and we were both willing to try to give her that. We wanted to give her a home, to give her the best possible future we could give her."

"Well, I also heard that Bryce left you everything, even the house his parents live in. Man, you must be terrific in bed to be able to brainwash him that badly. You are nothing but a gold digger. You saw someone famous and rich, and you were all over him," Alan spouted off.

"You know, if you weren't so wrong, it would be funny," Blaine said, now mad. First, Alan had accused him of using Bryce as a rebound to get over Kurt, and now he was accusing him of using Bryce for his money and position.

"If you had done your research, you would have found out that I have more money than Bryce ever thought about having. The prenup we signed before getting married was to protect my interests, not his. I wanted nothing, nor did I need anything from him. Everything I was left in his will has been put in a trust fund for his daughter. Also, since you say you were his best friend and supposedly knew 'everything about him,' did you know he was married? Not married before me and then divorced, I mean still married when he married me? Oh, I can tell by the look on your face you didn't. That's right, your boy, your buddy, your pal, your best friend, was a bigamist. He married me while he was still married to his high school girlfriend, Jennifer," Blaine said he hadn't been this angry in a while. He knew he was saying things he never intended to tell anyone, but Alan was pushing the issue, pushing him.

"You're lying. Bryce wouldn't do something like that," Alan whispered, not wanting to believe Blaine, but he could tell by the way Blaine was looking he was telling the truth.

"I wish I could say I was lying, trust me when I say I wish it was. I found out how Bryce felt about our daughter, and about me from reading his journal. Unfortunately, that is also how I found out about his wife," Blaine said, his voice no longer holding the anger he felt. "Kurt was there for me. He helped me make it through this whole ordeal, and to be honest, he saved me. He was the first person I called when I found out the truth."

"Blaine, I am so sorry. I have had all this anger inside me since he died. I guess I needed something or someone to blame for his death. It was so sudden and absolutely senseless. He was so good with horses. He had been riding them since he was a kid, and then he died because one of them kicks him in the chest. I had just talked to him the night before he died, you know, we were making plans to see each other when he got back to California," Alan said softly, looking at Blaine, almost like he was seeing him for the first time.

"I'm sorry too. I'm sorry I said it the way I did. This is why I have been so quiet about his death and why I haven't gotten in front of the camera. Talking about how wonderful he was... I knew I wouldn't be able to keep a straight face through it. That's why everything that has been reported has gone through my publicist. I knew I would say things that I didn't want a lot of people to know. Bryce was a good person, well at least the person I first met anyway. I knew he had friends, he had you, and I didn't want to ruin his memory for you. I know to you he was a great person, he was your best friend, and I'm sorry. I wish I hadn't said what I said the way I did," Blaine said with a sigh.

"You need to know, though, that there is a big chance this will all be coming out, and I won't be able to stop it. Bryce's parents are taking me to court to fight for custody of Sere," Blaine said, looking at all of them. These were the people he had worked with, a few of them at least, and he considered them his friends. He felt embarrassed about some of the things that he knew would be discussed during the court case with the Mitchels. He just hoped he could keep Kurt's name out of it. Hearing how Alan had talked about Kurt opened his eyes to how things might go in court.

"Why are they fighting for Sere? They didn't even want Bryce. Why would they want to deal with a baby?" Max asked, looking at everyone.

"I can tell you in two words 'trust fund'. When Shey died, she left everything to Bryce and Sere. Whoever is Sere's guardian has access to her money," Alan said, looking at Blaine. Blaine merely nodded in agreement.

"Well, isn't that special," Max said, trying to discharge some of the tension. He had liked working with Blaine on 'South.' Blaine had seemed like a really good guy, and he hated the way Alan had accused him of using Bryce.

They continued to talk, getting to know each other, and Kurt couldn't believe he was sitting at a table with six very well known movie and tv stars, well technically seven including Blaine. Until that moment, he had almost forgotten who his boyfriend was. Kurt was soaking it all in and just watching. Watching them all talk about the things that happened on this set or that one. Watching how Blaine fit in with them, how Blaine had been a part of that world. It dawned on him just how famous Blaine really was.

Kurt had been there a few times when Blaine had had to duck the paparazzi to stop them from getting pictures of him and Sere. It wasn't until that moment that he realized that Blaine belonged in a world that he never would. Blaine had made it. It might not be Broadway like they had always talked about, but still, he made it. Blaine belonged in that world, with these people. Kurt didn't, and he knew that. Suddenly, he felt very out of place, and slowly got quiet.

"Sweetheart, are you ok?" Blaine whispered in Kurt's ear.

"Yeah, everything is fine," Kurt whispered, looking at Blaine with a smile.

"Kurt, remember what we were just talking about at lunch. We need to talk to each other when something is wrong, easy or hard. Sweetheart, I can tell something is bothering you," Blaine whispered again. He was looking at Kurt. Blaine had noticed right away when Kurt had started getting quiet, when he had started pulling into himself. Putting his hand on Kurt's thigh under the table, he gently squeezed it, "Please, Kurt."

Kurt just looked at Blaine, loving how he wasn't afraid to show he cared. "Can we talk about this tonight when we get back to our room?" Kurt asked, looking around the table, letting Blaine know he didn't really want to have this conversation in front of strangers.

"Promise?" Blaine asked, looking at Kurt. He didn't want to let it go, but he also understood that Kurt wanted to keep their private life private.

"Promise," Kurt answered him, and could only smile when Blaine leaned over in front of his friends and kissed him on the cheek.

"So, Kurt, you knew Blaine in high school, huh," Josh asked with a grin.

"Yes. We met my junior, his sophomore year," Kurt said, looking first at Josh and then at Blaine.

"What was my friend like back then? I know how he was on set. I just wondered if he was any different in school," Josh asked, first looking at Blaine, and then at Kurt.

Kurt could do nothing but smile, remembering Blaine from back then. "When I met Blaine, he was the lead vocalist for his school's glee club."

Blaine just laughed. "You say that like you had no involvement with us. What Kurt just failed to mention was that yes, I was lead vocalist, but we only met because his glee club sent him to spy on my glee club. They wanted our setlist. I wish you could have seen Kurt the first time I did. I went to Dalton Academy. It's an all-boys prep school. We all wore matching uniforms, dark blue blazers with red piping around the collars and pockets, charcoal gray pants, and a red and blue striped tie. He apparently had looked on our school's website to see what we wore and tried to match it."

"You have to admit I came pretty close," Kurt said with a grin.

"Yeah, close," Blaine said with a smile, winking at Kurt.

"Well anyway, back to what I was saying before I was rudely interrupted," Kurt said, looking at Blaine with a shit-eating grin, "the day I met Blaine, he grabbed my hand and ran with me through the halls of Dalton to the senior's common room. The Warblers, that's the name of the glee club at Dalton and sang everything acapella, were preparing to give an impromptu performance for the other students. Before I even knew what was going on, this one here," Kurt said, pointing at Blaine with his thumb, "broke out singing Katie Perry's 'Teenage Dream.'"

"What?" Josh said, laughing. "You mean to tell me our Blaine sings?" he said, looking at Blaine. Kurt didn't like the look he was giving Blaine or the way he had said "our" Blaine.

"Oh yeah, Blaine can sing. He can also play the piano, violin, drums, and guitar," Kurt said proudly, looking over at Blaine. "He's really good too," Kurt added.

"Thank you," Blaine said, looking at Kurt feeling proud at the way Kurt bragged on him.

Josh looked between them before shooting Kurt a look. Kurt knew in that instant that Josh liked Blaine as more than just a friend. "He also helped me stand up to my high school bully."

"Why wouldn't I?" Blaine asked, looking at Kurt, smiling his loving smile. Blaine could stare at Kurt forever and never get tired of seeing that face.

Kurt smiled at Blaine before looking back at the other guys at the table. "Well anyway, Blaine, as I said, was the lead vocalist. I ended up transferring to Dalton for a few months. Blaine was very hyper almost like he was always tanked up on caffeine. A few times, the head of the Warblers council had to stop Blaine from jumping off furniture. But, during that time, I got to see some amazing performances. He led us to a tie with New Directions, my old glee club when we went to Sectionals," Kurt said proudly.

Josh seemed to notice a piano in the corner of the room for the first time. He turned around and looked at Blaine. "Listening to Kurt brag on you, I am going to need to hear you sing," he said, smiling at Blaine.

"Umm, no, I don't think so. Didn't you see the awards show? That should be good enough," Blaine said, laughing. Other than when he performed for the awards show with the Warblers, Blaine hadn't sung for anyone other than Sere since he sang "American Boy" with Kurt.

"Come on, Blaine. Sing for me, man. Well, I mean us. I was out of the country and didn't get to see you when you performed at the awards ceremony. Hell, I didn't even realize until right now that you performed that night. We would all love to hear you," Josh continued, starting to make Kurt's skin crawl. He was flirting with Blaine, right in front of Kurt, even though he knew that he and Blaine were a couple. All of a sudden, Josh reminded him of Sabastian Smythe with his smary voice and sleazy smile.

"I think I will pass," Blaine said, laughing.

"No, do it, please. I haven't heard you sing in a long time," Kurt said softly. He had missed Blaine performing. Blaine had always seemed the happiest when he was sitting behind a piano and singing his heart out. It would also be another way of showing Alan the pull he had on Blaine. Blaine had outright refused to sing for Alan, but Kurt knew he would not refuse to sing for him.

"Are you sure?" Blaine asked, looking at Kurt. He was still acting off, and Blaine didn't know if he should leave him alone at a table with a bunch of people that Kurt didn't know.

"I'm sure," Kurt said, looking at him with a smile.

"Will you watch Sere for me?" Blaine asked. He smiled at all the cheese she had managed to get all over herself from her mac and cheese. She was going through a stage where she wanted to try to feed herself and right now, she seems to feed her clothes more than she feeds herself.

"You don't even need to ask," Kurt said looking at him.

Blaine stood up and walked over to Kurt, leaning down, he placed a kiss on Kurt's cheek before whispering in his ear, "Promise me we are going to talk when we get back to the room."

Kurt looked up at Blaine, looked into his eyes and saw the concern in them, and nodded his head. Blaine watched him for a few more moments, before weaving his way to the piano, whispering something in the ear of the man who had been playing. Kurt watched as the gentleman nodded his head, stood up and walked away from the piano.

"Hi, I am Blaine Anderson. I was asked by a few of my friends to come up here and perform something for them. I am sorry if I am disturbing your meal," Blaine said, laughing with a smile on his face.

Looking around the room and seeing how many people recognized Blaine, it hit Kurt once again just how much he really didn't belong in Blaine's world. That hurt more than he ever thought possible. He had convinced himself that Blaine hadn't really changed that much. He was still just the boy he had met and fallen in love with, but looking at the faces of the people sitting around the room, he knew that he was wrong. Everything had changed; everything but Kurt, that is. When he looked back across the room, focusing on Blaine, he noticed that Blaine was looking at him with concern written all over his face. Kurt looked at him and smiled, trying to ease Blaine's mind.

"When I was younger, well, when I was in high school, my boyfriend and I used to sing a lot together. We would use songs as a way to communicate things we couldn't always say to each other any other way. We could voice our concerns and ask questions that might not be asked if not through song. I have a song that I feel I need to sing. There is someone here with me tonight that I need to talk to. More specifically, I need to ask him a question, and this song will be perfect for that. I've actually sung this song before, not so much for him, but he did hear it. But anyway, enough talking," Blaine said with a laugh, never once taking his eyes off of Kurt. He knew something was wrong and just hoped they could fix it. Blaine wondered when had something that had always been so easy between them, turned so hard?

What would I do without your smart mouth?

Drawin' me in and you kickin' me out

You've got my head spinnin', no kiddin'

I can't pin you down

What's goin' on in that beautiful mind?

I'm on your magical mystery ride

And I'm so dizzy, don't know what hit me

But I'll be alright

Blaine sang, never taking his eyes off of Kurt. He knew something was going on, and it was driving him crazy not knowing what it was or if they could fix it. They had had an amazing day together, they were them, and then tonight, something had changed. Kurt had started pulling away, and he knew he needed to find out why.

My head's under water, but I'm breathing fine

You're crazy and I'm out of my mind

'Cause all of me

Loves all of you

Love your curves and all your edges

All your perfect imperfections

Give your all to me

I'll give my all to you

You're my end and my beginnin'

Even when I lose, I'm winnin'

Blaine watched as Kurt wiped a tear off of his cheek, and suddenly he couldn't wait anymore. He needed to know now what was going on in Kurt's beautiful mind. He finished his song, stood up, and walked back to the table.

"It was really good seeing you guys again, I need to get Sere back to our room because it's almost her bedtime," Blaine said, not even sorry he was using his daughter as an excuse to leave, an excuse to get Kurt alone. He needed to find out what was going on, and he couldn't wait another moment. He wiped off Sere's face and hands, before unbuckling her from the high chair she was in and picked her up.

"It was good seeing you again, and I loved hearing you sing. Maybe, once we all get back to L.A., we can get together and have a small reunion party," Josh said, pulling Blaine into a hug. "Oh, and Kurt, you're welcome to come as well," Josh said as an afterthought.

"Thanks, it was really good getting to see you all again. Call me when you want to set something up," Blaine said, stepping away from Josh and reaching down to take Kurt's hand. They slowly started weaving their way to the door, Blaine being stopped every few feet to be told how good he sang and how much they had liked him in 'Always' and asking for his autograph. Blaine smiled, signed about twenty napkins, and they were soon on their way out the door. When they got outside, Blaine let go of Kurt's hand long enough to put Sere in her stroller, and then he took Kurt's hand back into his. He didn't want to let go until they got back to their room, and he could find out what was going on with Kurt.

"Blaine, you didn't have to leave your friends. I could have just taken Sere to the room for you," Kurt said, looking at Blaine sideways as they walked down the sidewalk.

"Why would I do that?" Blaine asks, looking at Kurt puzzled.

"You haven't seen your friends in a while. They're important to you," Kurt answered, still walking and not looking at Blaine.

"Kurt, when are you going to realize that the two most important people in this world to me are with me right now? There is no one in that room back there that is more important to me than the two of you. Why would I let you walk away, and not follow you?" Blaine asked, seriously curious. Did Kurt still not understand just how much he meant to him and how important he was? Blaine wondered how after everything they had gone through, after every conversation they had ever had, there could be even a shred of doubt. Now, more than before, he was glad they had left. They needed to talk. He wasn't going to let things spiral out of control the way he would have before. This was too important to him. Kurt was too important.

"I need to stop at this little store up here on the way back to the motel and pick up some diapers," Blaine said, watching as Kurt let go of his hand so he could open the door for them. Once through the door, Blaine quickly grabbed Kurt's hand back back.

Blaine grabbed the first pack of diapers he got his hand on that was the size Sere needed and didn't even pay attention to what brand they were. He just needed them to get him through the night, and if he needed to, he would replace them in the morning. Blaine needed to be alone with Kurt so he could figure out what was wrong.

"I'm going to go and give her a quick bath and get her ready for bed, and then we can talk," Blaine said to Kurt when they got up to their room. Blaine looked at Kurt for a minute before placing a kiss on his lips, "I love you, Kurt," Blaine whispered as he walked towards the bathroom with Sere in his arms.

Even though Blaine wanted to hurry so he could get back to Kurt, he wasn't going to rush with Sere. He took his time with her, giving her the undivided attention she needed. He softly sang to her while he bathed and washed her hair, laughing softly as she played with her little duck in the tub. This was their nightly routine. After he had finished bathing her, he picked her up and wrapped a fluffy towel around her and carried her back into the bedroom. He pulled out a new diaper and a pair of pajamas, then gently laid her down on the bed to finish drying her and get her dressed for the night, talking and singing to her the whole time.

When he had her in her pajamas, he held her tight and snuggled into her, singing a lullaby until she was asleep. Placing a soft kiss on her head, he slowly stood up and walked to her crib. He didn't want to wake her up so he moved very slowly. Before laying her down he kissed her on her cheek, whispered 'I love you' against her little head, then gently laid her down.

Blaine stood there for a few minutes, just staring down at her with a wistful smile on his face. He was thankful that he had this sweet little girl in his life. Blaine turned off the main light in the room and used the bathroom light to be able to see. He then slowly made his way over to where Kurt was sitting on the couch and sat down so that he was facing Kurt.

"Ok, sweetheart. Are you ready to tell me what was going on tonight and why you got so quiet and looked so sad?" Blaine asked. He reached out his hand to cup Kurt's face so that he had to look at him and rubbed his thumb up and down Kurt's cheek like he had done millions of times before. Blaine had known immediately that something was wrong with Kurt while they were at the pub. He just hoped Kurt would talk to him. This kind of thing was what he was afraid of, afraid of Kurt holding back and not telling him what was going on.

"It was nothing," Kurt said softly, looking at Blaine.

"Kurt, please don't do this. Talk to me love," Blaine said, wrapping his arm around Kurt's shoulders, pulling him close to his side. "Please, Kurt."

Kurt just looked at him for a minute, and then he was wrapping his arms around Blaine's neck, finally letting the tears he had been holding in all evening fall. Blaine just held on to him and pulled Kurt onto his lap, letting him cry it out. He didn't know what was going on inside Kurt's mind right now, or what had caused his beautiful boy to cry, but he would be patient until Kurt was ready to talk. Blaine started humming "Perfect," softly rubbing his hand up and down Kurt's back, placing small kisses on his head.

"I'm not, you know," Kurt said softly and sniffling.

"You're not what, sweetheart?" Blaine asked, going right back to humming, and placing soft kisses until Kurt talked again.

"Perfect," Kurt whispered, lowering his arms and laying his cheek on Blaine's shoulder.

"I disagree with you, but why do you say that?" Blaine asked, looking at Kurt, wanting him to talk so badly so that they could straighten everything out.

"I watched you tonight with your friends. They're all famous actors that you talk so easily to, just like you would talk to Finn or Sam. You were comfortable being around them and you belong in their world. They are the ones that are perfect for you, not me," Kurt whispered, not looking up until Blaine forced him to by gently using his finger under Kurt's chin to make him.

"Ahh, Kurt. Do you really still not understand? There is no one on this earth more perfect than you for me. No one can ever take your place. The minute I saw you, well, the minute I pulled my head out of my ass and saw what was in front of me, I knew you were it for me and that there could never be anybody for me but you. After we broke up I tried to find someone else, but I have been miserable since the day I let you walk away from me. Kurt, I have loved you, and have been in love with you since I was sixteen years old. That hasn't, nor will it ever change. You are it for me, my beginning and my end. With you, in my life, I can do anything. Please don't ever doubt me. Don't doubt my love for you again. Me being in a T.V. show and in a movie, and hanging around with other people who are as well isn't going to change that," Blaine said, pulling Kurt back into his arms and kissing Kurt with everything he had. He needed Kurt to finally understand.

"Will you hold me, please. Just for a little while, will you hold me?" Kurt whispered suddenly, so sleepy.

"Ahh, sweetheart, I could happily spend the rest of my life just holding you," Blaine whispered, placing another kiss on Kurt's lips before standing up with him, and then guiding Kurt over to the bed. Tomorrow, they would spend more time talking. He would make sure Kurt had no doubts in his feelings for his love. Blaine pulled back the blankets on the bed watching as Kurt slipped between the sheets. He followed Kurt under the covers, pulled Kurt close and just held him. Tomorrow would be better, Blaine was sure of it.

A/N: Song used in this chapter was All of Me by John Legend, but I always hear Blaine's Version