The entire cast was on the bus singing an awesome rendition of 'Sal Tlay Ka Siti' as they rumbled down the highway. Kurt had handed his phone to Hannah to record the epic moment. He sent the video to Blaine as soon as they were done.

Kurt: When musical theatre nerds are on their way to Salt Lake City.

He headed to the back of the bus while the rest of the cast continued to sing selections from The Book of Mormon. He sat on the floor and made another video.

"I hope your conference went well. It has been weird not getting to talk to you. It is really one of the best parts of my day. Can I say we need to plan your flights a little better? You are traveling almost the whole time I am off vocal rest. I didn't want to waste that time, so expect videos from me today. Did I ever tell you about being in the Ensemble for Book of Mormon?"

He sent the second video and began to record the third. He noticed a notification come up on his phone while he was regaling Blaine with tales of tap dancing in 'Turn it off' and dancing with giant dildos in 'Spooky Morman Hell Dream.' He sent the video and then switched to his messages.

Blaine: I just don't know if he likes me the same way. You saw the way he was with me, what do you think?

A lump immediately formed itself in Kurt's chest. He felt sick to his stomach. Tears began to prickle at his eyes. Before the tears could fall, he received a new message.

Blaine: Shit. Sorry, that was supposed to go to Sarah.

Kurt shot off a response before texting Marian. He couldn't face walking into where the rest of the cast was.

Kurt: I'll just talk to you later.

Kurt: Can you come to the back of the bus. I need you.

Kurt turned off his phone and almost immediately Marian was there by his side.

"What is it kiddo?" She asked.

He looked up to her and this anguish must have been apparent. "Kurt what happened?"

"He likes someone else." He said feeling his heart break. "I was sending him videos and he sent a text to me by mistake about how he wasn't sure if the guy felt the same way. How they had seen them together asking their opinion. God, I feel so stupid."

He hung his head and let a few tears fall. Marian sat down beside him and cradled him in her arms.

"You don't know that he wasn't talking about you. Don't give up hope."

He pushed back out of her arms to look at her. "No one has ever seen us together. We haven't been in the same space for months. How would anyone else know how we are together, if I like him? No wonder he didn't want to come to Chicago."

"Did you at least talk to him about it?" Marian asked sternly.

"There isn't anything to talk about." Kurt challenged. He stood up, his stomach still tied in knots.

"I'm going to go lay down. Wake me up when we stop for food."

Marian tried to grab his hand as he walked off, but Kurt easily pulled it out of her grasp.

Alone in his bunk, Kurt berated himself for being so silly to think someone as amazing as Blaine could possibly like someone like him. All the reasons that Kurt had given himself for not doing this thing with Blaine back in Michigan came flooding back at him.

He lay there, feeling small and stupid, willing sleep to take him away from the hurt if just for a little while. Eventually the rocking of the bus took him out of his mind and he slept.

Kurt dreamed. It wasn't a distinct story but images of him and Blaine together. Walking down the streets of New York. kissing, snuggling on a couch. Image after image flooded Kurt's brain. When he woke he felt all the more empty because of them.

The bus stopped for food in some random town. Kurt hardly noticed his surroundings as he grabbed the first thing on the menu that didn't make him want to vomit. He took it back to the bus wanting to be alone. He hardly tasted it as he ate.

Marian was the first to get back on the bus. She found Kurt staring pitifully at the remains of his meal at the small table.

"Turn your damn phone on. Stop this pity party and talk to him." She yelled at him before stalking off to her bunk.

Kurt blinked after her. She was right, he needed to talk to Blaine, but he also needed some time as well. He needed a moment to mourn what could have been before embracing purely a friendship with Blaine. Wednesday he would talk to him.

Kurt was worried how he would do in the show Tuesday night, but it went surprisingly well. He used his heart ache to fuel his role and by the time he was taking off his character, Kurt surprisingly felt better.

He settled into his hotel room and turned on his phone. There was a message from Blaine waiting for him.

Blaine: I have waited for you to text me but you haven't yet. I have a feeling you might be upset with me. Please talk to me about it. I'm here when you are ready.

Kurt hit the button for a video call and waited, hoping for Blaine to pick up.

"Kurt, hey." Blaine said, his eyes looked tired. Kurt then remembered just how late it was.

"Is it too late to talk?" Kurt asked tentatively.

Blaine shook his head.

"I'm sorry I shut you out. I was hurt."

"Why?" Blaine's brow furrowed with confusion and and his eyes widened in shock.

"I like you Blaine. I know it's silly but I was kinda hoping that we could be more than friends. I wanted you to feel the same way so when I got that text from you- it hurt." Kurt couldn't look at Blaine.

He wished he had just called him instead.

He heard Blaine huff a laugh and his head shot to the phone in his hand, Blaine was smiling softly.

"I was talking about you, you idiot. I was texting with Sarah while I waited for my plane. She was trying to get me to ask you out."

Kurt felt his eyes burning again with tears. It felt like an elaborate joke. "It can't be, she hasn't ever seen us together."

"I might have sent her a couple of your videos. I didn't want to mess up our friendship if I was making it all up in my head. Why are you crying?"

Kurt swiped at his face with his free hand. "You really like me?"

"Kurt, I have been crazy about you since that day in the restaurant." Blaine sounded so earnest, Kurt wanted to believe him.

"Why did you never say anything?" He stuttered.

Blaine laughed, "I could ask you the same thing. I was worried you wouldn't feel the same way. Do you know how much I hated saying that I couldn't make it to Chicago. How much I wanted to drop everything just to breathe the same air as you again?"

"God, I just wanted you to be here. I thought you just didn't want to come." Kurt admitted.

"Sarah was trying to finish a research project for this esteemed journal. She had to beg me to take her groups. I was planning on surprising you when you get to Philadelphia next month. She even offered to pay for my tickets." Blaine laughed again and the sound seemed to loosen something inside Kurt.

"So what does this mean now?" Kurt asked smiling through his tears.

Blaine's face was soft as he spoke. "What do you want it to mean?"

"Can we do this? While we are still so far apart?" Kurt answered with another question.

"I want to make this work anyway we can. I don't want to lose you because of silly misunderstandings or miscommunications. I think we could be something great if we just let ourselves."

Kurt wanted to leap through the phone, he wanted nothing more in that moment to touch Blaine, to feel that he was real.

"It won't be easy, long distance is hard and our schedules don't always mesh." Kurt pointed out.

"I don't want easy, Kurt. I want you. I want every inch of you. I look forward to hearing from you, any smidge of anything from you. We can do this. I know we can. But do you want to?"

Kurt couldn't see an ounce of doubt in Blaine's face as he searched it through the screen.

"I want to, I want you. God I wish you were here."

"I wish I was there too." Blaine licked his lips. "You know I always imagined when I finally told you how I felt I would actually get to kiss you."

It was Kurt's turn to laugh, "It isn't fair to promise kisses when you can't give them. A month? Can I really see you in a month?"

"I will take a train down every night if I can. It's only an hour and a half train ride. You'll see so much of me you'll be sick of me."

"Promise?" Kurt asked shyly.

"I'll do whatever I can to see my boyfriend." Blaine teased.

A smile bloomed on Kurt's face at the word 'boyfriend.' He just kept looking at Blaine's face through his phone, memorizing every feature. Finally he said, "Do you have to work tomorrow? I don't want to let you go, I want to talk to you all night. I don't think I can let you go right now."

Blaine smiled sadly back at him, "I do, but I don't have any patients until after noon. I was going to try to get some writing done, but this is more important."

They got ready for bed together. Kurt tried to catch glimpses of Blaine as he changed but he was just out of frame. They lay in bed together thousands of miles apart and talked without reserve.

"Sing to me?" Blaine asked, his eyes drooping and his voice low.

Kurt thought for a moment before softly singing 'I Just Want to Dance With You.'

Kurt watched as Blaine drifted off to sleep as he sang. After he lay there in the quiet of his room just looking at Blaine. He couldn't believe he had been such an idiot and nearly lost the chance at this. He knew in the morning he would have to tell Marian she was right. For the moment, Kurt watched his boyfriend sleep.

"Good Night Blaine," He finally whispered before ending the call and letting sleep overtake him as well.

Cameron woke Kurt early the next morning. He kicked himself for not thinking ahead to text Cameron to cancel. Kurt opened the door to his incessant knocking with a tired scowl on his face.

"Woah, Hummel what's up with you?" He asked.

"No run today. Need sleep." Kurt grunted.

"Too much phone sex?" Cameron teased.

"Not yet." Kurt sing-songed closing the door in Cameron's shocked face.

He lay back in his bed and tried to go back to sleep but he knew he would be unable. He sent a text to Blaine.

Kurt: Call me when you get up if you have time XOXO

He then fired off a text to Marian.

Kurt: You were right about everything. I should have just talked to Blaine.

Kurt: and he WAS talking about me ;)

It wasn't a whole minute later before there was an excited knock on the door.

He got up again, grumbling slightly, and opened the door.

Marian was standing there with a box of donuts in her hands and a shocked look on her face.

"I was coming here to cheer you up but it looks like you don't need it," she smiled.

"I'll make us some coffee and I'll tell you everything." Kurt said, returning her smile.

He told Marian everything. She reacted just how he hoped she would. She was just happy for Kurt, she didn't even say 'I told you so'. She hugged him tightly when Blaine called on the way to his office.

Things didn't really change for them after that, they just grew. More time texting, more videos of their day, more times sneaking in conversations when Kurt thought he could get away with it. Kurt began counting down the days until they would head to Pennsylvania. It was his new goal.

After Salt Lake City, they would head to Omaha, Nebraska. Then on to Philadelphia. After that they would spend most of their time on the East Coast. Most of their stops were within a few hours train ride from the City. If he could just make it through this month he could see Blaine again.

News of his new relationship status spread through the cast quickly. They were a small, sometimes annoying family, after all. Kurt endured a lot of teasing, and he didn't regret it one bit.

Sunday, halfway through their Salt Lake City run Kurt lay in bed listening to Blaine talk. He kept watching his mouth move as he spoke. "God, I want to kiss you," he moaned before he could process what he was saying.

A beautiful blush colored Blaine's cheeks.

"I am so sorry," Kurt mumbled.

"Don't be," Blaine said, his voice husky. "I've just been trying not to think about all the things we have to look forward to in Philly."

Blaine seemed to think about what he said and began to stammer, "Not that I am implying we have to do anything. That isn't why I am coming out to see you."

"Isn't it?" Kurt flirted. "I'm looking forward to getting to know all of you better, if given the chance. Tell me what you want."

"We are not having phone sex." Blaine said. It didn't sound like he was really opposed to the idea as much as not wanting to give into temptation.

"I'm not saying we should. But isn't it the responsible thing to talk about what we like and don't like, what we want, what we think about?" Kurt's voice grew breathless as he spoke.

"Kurt," Blaine whispered into the night.

"We're both adults, Blaine. I would assume sex isn't new to either of us. Shouldn't we talk about it when talking is all we can do?"

Blaine's face was red, but his pupils were large. Kurt didn't think the lighting could be entirely to blame. "I just don't want to see you, all of you, until I can actually touch you and not myself."

"Then we won't. But tell me Blaine, " Kurt urged, "when you do see me, when you can touch me, what do you want to do?"

Blaine swallowed thickly before answering, "I want to worship your body. I want to learn every inch of it until I know it better than my own."

It took all Kurt's self control to ignore his erection as it pressed tightly against his pants. He wished he had changed before starting this. If he had known this was where they were headed, he would have.

"God, I want to feel you." he whispered. He thought Blaine didn't hear him at first but then his eyes widened.

"I want to taste you, as much of you as I can." Blaine admitted.

"You can." Kurt said. "Do you want to know what I like?"

Blaine nodded so Kurt went on.

"I like it all."

"What do you mean by all?" Blaine's voice cracked.

"I mean, I like giving pleasure as much as receiving it. I know not everyone likes to switch but I do. So what do you like, Blaine? Tell me please."

"You can have me anyway you want me. I want everything with you. I want the dates and the hand holding. I want the talks and the kisses. I want to feel you inside of me and I want to feel you tighten around me as you come." Blaine admitted looking directly into the camera lense.

Kurt closed his eyes trying to control himself. "It's a date," Kurt finally managed to say.

He then added, "But for now, I think I need to let you go. Um, I have something I need to take care of."

Blaine's eyes shifted to the side before darting back to the camera. "Me too, I'll uh- I'll talk to you later then."

"Good night, Blaine." Kurt said quickly before ending the call.

The phone had barely touched the bed before Kurts pants were around his knees and his hand was tightening around his erection. With visions of Blaine's body laid out underneath him Kurt jerked himself off. He came with a surprised shout. He lay on his bed panting, longing for the weeks to pass when he could see if his fantasies came close to reality.

A week later, Kurt was packing his bag getting ready for another overnight trip. He reminded himself that in only 2 weeks he would see Blaine again. He couldn't hold in his smile at the thought. There was a knock at his hotel room door. He opened it and standing there was Tony with a man Kurt hadn't seen since his last audition almost 2 year ago.