I've had a request from Thenumberonefemalediva to give her a shout out in this chapter because I'm the reason she joined the FanFiction community and it would be awesome. She's also put me up there with Darren, Chris and Riker... wow. So here you go!

akatrixie: I'm gonna be very vague with this one. One of Blaine's relatives is having a bat/r mitzvah, and Blaine desperately wants to have Kurt there to not die of boredom. Kurt is utterly miserable there. Blaine doesn't notice. Kurt begins rambling under his breath about how much he dislikes this, and eventually says out loud his feelings for Blaine. He doesn't realize Blaine can hear him.

This wins for most out of the blue prompt. It's something I'd never even imagined as a prompt which makes it all the better.

I've never been to a bar mitzvah, so if I make any serious mistakes, please let me know so I can change them. I don't want to cause any offense. That goes for all my stories with any culturally or religiously based themes, I would hate to offend someone with my ignorance so just let me know, okay? As for the boring part, I know some are probably lots of fun, but I also know that, like any other type of service, there would be some that would be ridiculously boring. I go to Church and there are some weeks where I can honestly say the service is boring. This just so happens to be one of those.

Service

"And I have to go?"

Kurt sat watching his roommate with amusement. Blaine was sprawled on his bed, his phone pressed to his ear and a look of utter distaste on his face.

"Like he'd even notice if I wasn't... yes, I know... okay, okay, I'll go!" There was silence for a few seconds, then Blaine's face lit up. "I can? Okay, that's alright then. Well, I'd better go, I'll see you on Saturday. Bye, Dad."

Blaine hung up and promptly threw his phone on the bed beside him, groaning. Kurt chuckled and moved to sit next to his roommate who had buried his head in the blanket. "What's up?"

"My cousin's bar mitzvah is this weekend and my dad's making me go." Kurt couldn't help himself, he burst into laughter as Blaine's head came up indignantly.

"Sorry, that's just too funny! I can't believe it's that big of a deal, at least there's some kind of food there, isn't there?"

But now Blaine was staring at him and it was starting to unnerve Kurt. "What?"

"Come with me." It wasn't a question.

"What? Why?"

"Because I'm allowed to bring a friend and I'll die of boredom if I'm there alone. Wes and David would cause havoc, and that's if I could separate them long enough to take one. And I'm not close enough to any of the other guys to justify inviting them to a bar mitzvah. Please?"

And of course Kurt couldn't say no now because Blaine was looking at him with those damn puppy-dog eyes and nobody could resist those eyes. It was a proven fact - one boring afternoon, Kurt had dragged Blaine to each of the Warblers and gotten him to ask a request of all of them using that face. Every single one dropped what they were doing to do what Blaine asked, even if it required driving to the store twenty minutes down the road to buy him Red Vines. Which, once Blaine realized it worked, was asked of three different boys, because Blaine had a slight fixation with Red Vines.

The point was, Kurt was trapped. "Fine," he groaned. "But you owe me. And there'd better be cake."

There wasn't cake. In fact, there wasn't much at all. Kurt sighed, surveying the dance floor which was currently full of people shuffling around one another. Beside him, Blaine was in animated discussion with one of his relatives, laughing about something or another that Kurt had no idea about.

It's not like there's even any cute guys to look at. Kurt gave another sigh, slightly louder to see if Blaine would notice. He didn't.

"This is so boring," Kurt muttered under his breath, still checking for a reaction from Blaine. "He brings me here to spend time with me and save me from boredom and then ends up having fun while I'm stuck here doing nothing."

Blaine laughed again and Kurt upped the volume of his disgruntled mutters. "I mean, it's like I'm not even here. I guess I'm used to being ignored, after all I don't get nearly as much attention from Blaine as I'd like."

He drew his attention away from Blaine, staring over the hall again as he continued lamenting to himself. "But of course I came because I'd do anything to spend time with Blaine. It's actually kind of sad how much I like him and he still has no idea that I could be anything more than his best gay friend."

He chuckled slightly. "Wow, not many guys can say that. I mean, I know he doesn't have experience with these things, but still. I know I've had moments where I've been nothing short of obvious and still nothing. Maybe he just doesn't want to know. Maybe he does know and had ignored it and hoped it'll go away because he doesn't feel the same..."

Kurt heard a cough and turned to see Blaine staring at him, smiling softly. The chair next to him had been vacated and he knew Blaine had been listening to him. His face went bright red as he stammered, "How much did you hear?"

"About you being my best gay friend and wanting to be more?"

Kurt groaned, dropping his head into his hands. "Hey, it's alright, Kurt, I -"

"Don't." He looked up, carefully schooling his features into indifference. "I don't want your pity. If you don't like me, just say it and we can pretend this never happened."

There was a heartbeat of silence in which Kurt tried to keep his face from breaking, then -

"Well, there's no way I want to forget this. And I certainly can't offer you pity, but -"

A hand was suddenly in his, pulling him up from the table as Kurt tried to wrap his head around the words that had just been said. Before he could, he was outside and pressed against a wall with Blaine's lips against his own.

Just as Kurt was beginning to respond and allow himself to get lost in the sensation of Blaine's lips, he pulled away. "I can, however, offer you this. Would you like to take it?"

Kurt heard himself whimper as he leaned forward, kissing Blaine again as his hands began to run across his shoulders and over his back. He knew he should be embarrassed but he couldn't bring himself to care because this was finally happening.

But then, of course, Blaine had to break away again, stepping back and straightening his shirt. Kurt simply raised an eyebrow, waiting. "You know I'd love to keep doing this, but we are at a bar mitzvah. They're not homophobic per se, but it is kinda against their religion and I think we'd better respect that. I should head back in to support my cousin anyway."

"Yeah, I understand." Kurt stepped away from the wall making sure his outfit was still immaculate before seeing the calculating smirk on Blaine's face.

" - After all, there's a dance floor in there with a mad two-step shuffle going on."

Kurt groaned as they turned to walk inside. "The things I do for you."

For anybody who doesn't know, the two-step shuffle thing is dedicated to the Warblers and their lack of dance moves :) honestly, I don't get what Will was worried about, New Directions kinda had the Warblers beat when it came to dancing... That said, there's some epic backflips in Billsx3... I don't know why they don't break it out on stage.