A/N: Alright friends, this is your official warning that we're starting to get into some not-so-Blaine-friendly territory. It's in the summary, so this should be no surprise, but I still wanted to give you a warning. This is your final chance to turn back.

Thanks for reading!

"It's about time," Wes scolds as Kurt enters Blaine's dorm room.

Wes and David are standing around the room, and Blaine is sitting on his bed, an envelope in his hands. His letter from NYADA. He had texted the three of them when he found it in his mail slot because he didn't want to open it without them there.

"Sorry, Ms. Watts asked to talk to me after class," Kurt says, trying to catch his breath; he practically ran here once she'd finally let him leave. "I'm here now."

"Okay Blaine, you can open it now. We're all here," David says.

"Okay. Alright," Blaine says, but he doesn't move to open the letter.

"Bee," Kurt says, walking over and sitting beside him on the bed, "you have to open it."

"What if I didn't get in?" Blaine asks, eyes wide and Kurt's heart breaks at the insecurity there.

How could this beautiful, amazing, talented boy ever doubt himself like this? But that's not what Blaine needed to hear right now. Kurt has made that point enough times already.

"You will, but even if you don't, we'll all still love you. I'll still love you. You'll find somewhere else to go that recognizes how talented you are," Kurt reassures, cradling Blaine's face in his hands.

Blaine smiles back at him. "How do you always know the right things to say, love?"

"Because he's perfect, now that that's settled, open the letter, Blaine," Wes says, rolling his eyes, but smirking at them.

"Right, okay," Blaine says, taking in a deep breath and looking down at the envelope in his hands.

"You've got this, Bee," Kurt says, wrapping his arms around his boyfriend.

David hands Blaine a letter opener from his desk, and Blaine slides it into the envelope carefully and tears it open. He places the letter opener beside him on the bed, pulls the folded letter out, then places the empty envelope down as well, clutching the folded letter in his hands. Kurt smiles, kisses his cheek, hopes that's reassuring enough.

Blaine takes in another deep breath, then he's unfolding the letter, scanning quickly through the words. And Kurt is too, he's right beside Blaine and he can just as clearly see what Blaine is reading.

"I got in," Blaine says, smile slowly spreading across his face.

"You got in," Kurt affirms.

"I got in. I got in!" Blaine says, and then he turns and kisses Kurt, full on the lips but brief, and then he's standing and hugging Wes and David as they congratulate him and clap him on the back for a job well done.

And that's when it hits Kurt. Really hits him, that this is it. He has a few more months of Blaine, and then Blaine will really be gone, gone to New York and living his new life and meeting new people, and that's going to be so hard. But they can get through it, he's sure. They have to. They love each other. They'll make it work. He pushes the feelings back down and stands to join the boys, who are currently in the middle of a group hug, and they welcome him into it.

Kurt got permission to stay out later than usual tonight. It's a Friday, and Blaine was just accepted to NYADA, so they're celebrating. His dad told the boys to have a good time, and Kurt should be back before midnight but to not worry about his usual curfew.

They were all celebrating, the four of them. They ordered some pizza, as was typical of anything they celebrated. And then they'd just hung out, talked about all the cool things Blaine would get to do in New York, how great it would be to get out of middle-of-nowhere Ohio. Wes had been accepted to NYU, so they were talking about the possibility of sharing an apartment, Wes' enthusiasm unhampered by Blaine's mock dismay at the idea. Overall, Kurt thinks he's been doing a pretty great job of pushing down his fears of being left alone in Lima in favour of celebrating his boyfriend and being happy for Blaine's success and what he has to look forward to.

Blaine had dropped a couple hints about wanting some time alone with Kurt, and eventually, the other boys seemed to pick up on it.

"Hey Wes, didn't we have that thing soon?" David asks.

"What thing?" Wes asks back.

"You know, that thing," David insists, rolling his eyes and not clarifying at all.

Kurt manages to hold in a laugh; David is great, but he's not the best at excuses.

"Oh," Wes says, mock realization flashing across his face, voice innocent, "you mean that pretend thing we're going to do so that Blaine and Kurt can get it on?"

"Wes!" Blaine scolds, and Kurt feels his face heat up.

Of course their friends know that they do stuff together, but it's still weird when it's acknowledged, and it's especially weird to have Wes and David leave specifically so that can happen.

David rolls his eyes again. "Yes, Wes, that thing, thank you for the subtlety. Come on," David grabs Wes' arm and pulls him toward the door, "we'll see you guys later."

"Have fun," Wes calls back with a wink, and then David is pushing him through the door and closing it behind them and it's just Kurt and Blaine.

Blaine turns to look at Kurt, and Kurt knows the look in his eyes. "So, what time did you say you had to be home again?"

"Not until midnight."

Blaine leans forward and kisses Kurt lightly before pulling back. "That's quite a while away. What can we do with all that time?"

"I'm not sure, maybe I should just head home now," Kurt teases, standing and taking a few steps toward the door.

"You wouldn't," Blaine says, mock horror in his voice as he gets up to follow after Kurt.

"Well, was there something you wanted to do?" Kurt asks innocently.

"I'm sure I can think of something," Blaine says, and then he's closing the distance between them, kissing Kurt, harder and deeper this time.

Blaine backs Kurt up into the wall, lips never leaving lips. They've been slowly easing Kurt into this more, the idea of Blaine being over or on top of him, and Kurt has been, slowly, getting more and more comfortable with it. It's easier when they're standing, even though that's closer to the position he was in with Karofsky, but it's easier to move away when he's not lying down. The memory barely even crosses his mind as Blaine slips his tongue into Kurt's mouth, swirling with his own tongue, nipping at his lower lip. Blaine's lips leave Kurt's as he brings them down to Kurt's neck, licking and sucking the spot he knows Kurt likes, and Kurt lets out a low moan at the feeling. Blaine reaches a hand behind Kurt, cupping his ass, and pulling it forward to grind their hips together.

Kurt whimpers, hums happily, as Blaine's lips leave his neck, breath ghosting across his cheek, against his ear, and then softly nipping at his ear, whispering, "I want you, Kurt."

"I want you too," Kurt says back, and rolls his hips forward into Blaine's.

"No Kurt, I mean... I want you. All of you," Blaine says, and he doesn't pull back as he says it, still whispering seductively into Kurt's ear, but Kurt stiffens a little.

"Blaine, I don't... do you mean...?" Kurt thinks he knows what Blaine is asking for, and he's not ready, not for that, but he doesn't want to assume.

Blaine pulls back, finally, but stays close to Kurt, looks into his eyes. "I want to be inside you, Kurt."

"I'm not... Blaine, I don't think that... I'm not ready, for that, I don't think, I...," Kurt trails off.

"Come on, love. I just want to make you feel good," Blaine insists, leaning forward again and sucking on Kurt's neck, cupping him with a hand over the front of his jeans, and Kurt can't help but moan at the touch.

"Blaine, I'm don't know, I'm not-" Kurt tries again, but Blaine cuts him off.

"It will be so good for you, love, I promise," Blaine reassures, lips against Kurt's ear again as he moves his hands behind Kurt again, groping at his ass through his pants. "I'll make you feel so good. I just want to make you feel good."

"No, Blaine, stop," Kurt says, more firmly this time. Blaine is starting to scare Kurt; he's always been so good, so respectful, since that one time, and Kurt doesn't understand why he's being like this now.

Finally, Blaine pulls away again, takes a step back, and he looks almost hurt.

"Do you just not want me?" Blaine asks.

"Do I not... Blaine, of course I want you," Kurt says, shocked, because he thinks he's made that pretty obvious.

"I just... I don't get it." Blaine says simply.

"Don't get what?"

"You. This," Blaine says, as though that explains anything.

"I don't know what that means, Blaine," Kurt says, because really, what is that supposed to mean?

"I just... You're fine with all the other stuff. Not to be crude but, my dick has been in your mouth, Kurt, how many times now? I just... how is this different? I'll take care of you, I'll make it good, I promise. Is it just me? Do you just not want to do that with me?"

Kurt stares back at Blaine for a moment in shock, not really sure what to say, because this is the first time Blaine has ever even mentioned not being happy with the pace Kurt has set. In fact, Blaine was the one insisting that Kurt set the pace in the first place.

"Blaine, I... I'm just not ready. I don't know. I thought... I thought that was okay. You said I could take me time, and I just..." Kurt trails off, not really sure what he's trying to say. "It's not about you. It has nothing to do with you."

"Of course, love, of course you can take your time, it's just... I've been so patient, and I thought that eventually you'd be ready, and I just... I can't help but feel like it's something wrong with me."

Kurt feels awful. Of course his boyfriend is upset. Blaine has been so patient with him, so careful and respectful and willing to do everything on Kurt's terms, and the one time Blaine asks for something Kurt says no? He guesses that he can't really blame Blaine for being upset at him.

"Blaine, I'm sorry, I didn't realize that you... I swear, Bee, that's not what this is," Kurt tries to explain.

"I just want you, so bad, and it just feels like you... don't want me back."

"Of course I want you. God, Blaine, I... I'm so sorry," Kurt says, wrapping his boyfriend in his arms.

"It's fine," Blaine repeats, but it doesn't sound like he means it.

"Just... let me think about it, okay? Please?"

"Yeah. Okay," Blaine agrees.

They stand there in silence for a while, Blaine wrapped up in Kurt's arms, until finally Kurt speaks again.

"Maybe I should just go home now," Kurt whispers.

"Yeah, maybe," Blaine agrees.

"Okay. I um, I'll see you later," Kurt says, then he's picking up his coat and bag and opening the door. He turns to look at Blaine, watching him leave. "I love you."

"Love you, too," Blaine responds, and he just looks and sounds so sad, and then Kurt is closing the door and making his way to his car, trying to figure out what's wrong with him and why he can't give this to his boyfriend.

It's Saturday and Kurt has called an emergency meeting with the girls. They had all agreed to meet at Rachel's house, and now Rachel, Mercedes, Tina, and Kurt are all gathered in Rachel's room.

"Alright boy, spill. What's going on?" Mercedes asks, and the others all direct their focus to him.

"Blaine got his NYADA letter yesterday," Kurt starts, "and he got in."

"Kurt, that's amazing!" Tina exclaims.

"And now you're worried that he'll move to New York, leave you, and never look back?" Rachel asks, a knowing look in her eyes.

"Rachel!" Mercedes scolds, smacking her lightly on the arm.

"What? I wouldn't blame him, really, I mean it's New York!" Rachel insists.

"Not helpful, Rachel," Tina says, shooting her a glare. Then, eyes directed back at Kurt, much softer, "Kurt, that sounds like a good thing, so... why the emergency meeting?"

Kurt sighs. Rachel isn't entirely wrong. He is a little worried about Blaine forgetting about him in New York. Not that he would admit that to Rachel of all people; he loves her, but there are some things you just shouldn't tell that girl. Regardless, that's not the reason he wanted to talk to them today.

"Blaine loves me, Rachel, he's not going to leave me," he scoffs, hoping that he sounds as sure of himself as he's trying to. "I stayed late, to celebrate with him and Wes and David. And then Wes and David left and we were... you know."

"Did you call an emergency meeting just to tell us you had sex with your boyfriend, Kurt?" Mercedes asks, and her voice sounds annoyed but her face says that she's teasing.

"No, I didn't, that's the thing," Kurt tries to explain, "we didn't, but I... he wanted to. And I didn't, and he..."

"Did he try to force you, Kurt?" Tina asks softly.

"No, not really, I mean he stopped when I told him to, I just... he was upset. He just said that he's been so patient, and he didn't get it, and he's worried that there's something wrong with him."

"Well it has been a while, Kurt, can you really blame him?" Rachel chimes in.

"Rachel!" Mercedes and Tina scold simultaneously.

"What?! Of course if he forced you that would be awful, but he didn't. You've been together for a while now, quite frankly I can't say I blame him for being a little upset. Boys like sex. I'm surprised he's waited this long to say something," Rachel explains.

She says it as though it's the simplest thing in the world, and maybe it is? She has a point. They have been together for a while now, and Blaine has been really, really patient, and he did stop when Kurt asked... Why is Kurt making such a big deal out of nothing?

"I guess you're right, Rach, I don't know why I'm making this such a big thing," Kurt says, trying to brush it off.

"Don't listen to her, Kurt," Mercedes jumps in.

"You don't have to do anything you don't want to do, and he shouldn't make you feel bad for that," Tina chimes in.

"I guess, but... he's allowed to have feelings. Maybe I'm just overreacting," Kurt reasons.

"Sure he is, but his feelings shouldn't make you feel bad. You should talk to him about this, Kurt," Mercedes says.

"I'm sure he didn't mean to make you feel bad," Rachel adds with a small smile. "Talk to him and this will all be sorted out in no time."

"You're right, you're right. I just need to talk to him. Thanks, girls," Kurt says, offering small smile of his own in return. He just needs to talk to Blaine. That will make everything better.