To everybody who's been asking about my Tumblr exclusive stories, they're now linked on my profile here on the site. And you all owe me, it took a lot of work to find the earlier ones.

So I've gotten a lot of comments on the last two chapters saying things like I have to write sequels for them. I understand that you want them, but I can say right now that Drunk will not be getting a sequel. Imagine what you will for what might have happened. Gone might get one but it won't be any time soon. I've got enough on my plate right now I'm afraid.

From Broken Gold and similarly prompted by kuroxdoragon: Actually, fun fact, King's Island used to have a Christmas Spectacular- several years ago! It's been canceled for ages. All it would take for Kurt to figure that out is a quick Google search, now isn't it?

Bless you both for this one. All the love to this idea. I hope I did it justice.

Ploy

As Mr. Schuester left the room with a promise to send a photo of the tracksuit he decided on, Kurt allowed himself to sit back on the couch with a wistful smile, thinking back over the duet he and Blaine had completed a few minutes earlier. It was one of his favourite Christmas songs of all time and to sing it in a duet with the boy he was in love with managed to fulfill at least three of his romantic fantasies in one go.

But of course it didn't mean the same thing to him as it did to me, Kurt reminded himself reluctantly. It was just a rehearsal for him.

Come to think of it, Kurt didn't know that Blaine actually performed outside of the Warblers, especially not in commercial shows. In fact, Kurt didn't know that Kings Island had a Christmas Spectacular - if he had, Kurt probably would have auditioned for the part himself. Digging out his iPhone, Kurt quickly pulled up the page for Kings Island, searching for Christmas related events. He was surprised to see nothing come up on the main page and continued to search. When that failed to yield results, Kurt pulled up Google and typed in 'Kings Island Christmas Spectacular.' Google had never failed him before after all.

"Kings Island Christmas Spectacular," Kurt murmured to himself. "A timeless show celebrating the joy of Christmas… blah blah blah… performed from 1986 to… what?"

Kurt stared at the page, frowning, before deciding that perhaps all of those warnings about Wikipedia being inaccurate were right. After all, how could the show have ended in 2007? But the more Kurt searched, the more he had to admit the truth to himself. Kings Island had had a Christmas Spectacular… three years ago. Which meant there wouldn't be one this year, which meant Blaine wouldn't be performing at Kings Island this year.

That means Blaine lied.

That realization hit Kurt a lot harder than the others. He thought he and Blaine were always honest with each other - sometimes painfully so, like when Blaine told Kurt about the seventeen uniform rules he was breaking on his first day or the time Kurt had helpfully advised Blaine to throw out anything checkered in his wardrobe and most of his cardigan collection - but it didn't appear to be the case this time. But Kurt's hurt quickly gave way to confusion. "Why would Blaine lie to me about something like this?" he said to himself absently, getting up to throw another log on the fire. "What's really going on?"

Sitting back down, Kurt began to think about the events of the evening. Blaine had definitely said that he had a gig at Kings Island, a duet that he had wanted Kurt's help to rehearse for. And that was weird in itself, come to think of it. Yes, Kurt's voice was feminine but if Blaine was performing with a girl in the no-longer-real show, then wouldn't he have been better off to wait until morning and ask one of the Songbirds to come over? Of course that would ruin his whole pretense… and here Kurt came full circle. Why did he pretend?

There were only a few options that Kurt could think of. One, that Blaine had some kind of superiority complex and needed people to think that he was important and wanted at all times - and Kurt really hoped that wasn't the case, he didn't need another Rachel Berry in his life. Or, two, that Blaine had had an ulterior motive behind wanting to sing the duet with Kurt.

Quickly deciding on the second option, Kurt was left with that question to ponder. Is there any chance the Warblers might be considering it….? But Kurt knew the Warblers weren't meeting again until early January and no Christmas performances were scheduled or needed. Maybe Blaine was performing for something else, something more embarrassing and he didn't want to admit what it was?

Maybe Blaine wanted to sing the song because it's a romantic Christmas duet and he sang it with you because -

Kurt cut the traitorous thought off quickly as he always did when his mind began painfully bringing his hopes up about Blaine possibly reciprocating his feelings. But this time instead of submitting quietly, the thought continued to nag at him until Kurt had no choice but to consider it.

And as soon as he did, all the pieces fell into place.

There was absolutely no reason for Blaine to sing a duet with Kurt at that point in time unless he had feelings to back up the duet. And the only feelings that could make sense in that context were if Blaine was attracted to Kurt.

Well, holy crap.

Kurt couldn't stop the ecstatic smile from crossing his face at that, but quickly extinguished it. He had seen Rachel jump to conclusions about Finn from his behavior too many times and really didn't want to make a fool out of himself. No, what Kurt needed to do was make a plan, which is why it was a good thing that planning was what Kurt Hummel did best.

Ever since his first week at Dalton, Kurt had acquired a detailed and not at all stalkerish knowledge of Blaine's schedule and classroom and locker positioning. Therefore, it was easy for him to be casually waiting outside Blaine's History classroom on a Friday afternoon, pretending to look up information on his phone as Blaine walked out. "Oh, Blaine, I'm glad you're here!"

"Well this is my History room, so yeah. What's up?"

Kurt gave Blaine his best smile, wanting to put the boy completely at ease before he sprung his plan. "So I was thinking about our duet, the one we did as rehearsal for the Kings Island Christmas Spectacular?" Blaine nodded, looking self-assured. "Well I never got the chance to tell you how fantastic you sounded."

Blaine looked away modestly. "Well, thank you. I hope it's good enough."

"Oh, it will be," Kurt said cheerfully. "Which is why I was hoping to come and watch it. He pretended not to notice the way Blaine froze up as he said that, casually leading them into one of the student common rooms. "The only issue is that I couldn't find any relevant information online - it's like they haven't updated their website in the last three years! Anyway, when is it and how can I come and watch?"

Kurt could see Blaine struggling. "I - uh, I was under the impression that you would spend the whole winter break with your family. And it's really not a big performance, you wouldn't be missing anything at all."

Kurt laughed. "Since when are any of your performances not a big thing? Come on, after singing with you I feel almost obligated to go to see whether that girl is better than me or not."

"She won't be."

Blaine's tone was cold and Kurt knew there was no way he wouldn't have been able to ignore it if he hadn't known what was going on. "Blaine? What is it, did I -" Kurt cut himself off, widening his eyes. "Do you not want me to come, is that it? You just don't want me there?"

And now he had Blaine stuck. The easy option would be to say yes and deal with Kurt's hurt, but Kurt knew Blaine better than that. His friend hated to lie and Kurt knew the current lie alone was hurting him too much to continue it. "Kurt, I would love for you to come along, it just… it can't happen. Nobody can come to the performance."

"Not even you, right?"

Three seconds later and Blaine's eyes widened. "You…"

Kurt nodded. "Blaine, I'm sorry but I don't know how you thought you'd get away with it. Did you really think I wouldn't ask about it or want to come?" Blaine appeared to have lost his words and Kurt could see the panic in his eyes. Guiding Blaine to the couch, he sat him down and took his hand absently. "Now, why don't you tell me why you made it up?"

Blaine seemed to be searching for judgement in his eyes and Kurt smiled, making it clear that there was none. That was all Blaine needed. "Okay, there's no show. I - Kurt, I just wanted an opportunity to sing with you. I mean, from the second you auditioned for that solo, your voice… it captured me. And I knew I needed to sing with you."

"So why not just ask me, Blaine?" And even though Kurt was sure he knew, he needed to hear it from Blaine. After all, how can someone like this be actually interested in me? "It's not like I would have turned down the chance to sing, especially not with you." Kurt caught his slip a second too late but continued on, undeterred. "Why make up an elaborate story?"

"I don't know." Blaine was staring at Kurt as if the idea had never actually occurred to him and Kurt had to believe it hadn't. "Kurt, it's…" He sighed. "Look, you've seen me around here. You know what I'm like - always organized, always in control, never acting rashly or impulsively." Kurt nodded, well aware of all of these things. He liked to sum it all up as dapper. "But when you're around, Kurt, it's like… it's like I lose my mind."

Um, woah?

Kurt blinked at Blaine in shock who was running a hand through his hair nervously, staring down at the ground. "What… what do you mean?" he finally squeaked out, cursing his voice for raising a couple of octaves.

"It's like I'm someone else when you're here. I - I just do things, I don't make a plan or think them through. I just act and then find myself thinking it over later, over and over again and trying to work out why I did that. I don't normally walk on couches, at least I didn't until you arrived." Blaine's voice was actually shaking slightly and Kurt tightened his grip on his hand. "It doesn't make sense - I just decided I wanted to sing with you and figured the best way would be to give you a reason that I was asking instead of just asking and… it just happened." There was a few seconds of silence before Blaine looked up again. "I'm sorry."

"Blaine, have you ever liked anybody before?" The question was out before Kurt could stop it or even begin to think through what Blaine had said. But as soon as he asked, he knew it made sense and he knew what was going on.

Blaine frowned. "I've had crushes on a couple of guys before…" he started uncertainly.

"But you've never really liked someone," Kurt finished. "Can I tell you what happens when you like someone?" He continued without waiting for a response. "You somehow manage to create a combination of overthinking and not thinking. You do things and then obsess over them later, worrying that you gave an impression that you shouldn't have. You want to spend a lot of time with them so you make up excuses and reasons to be there. It's like you're not being yourself, except deep down you know you've never been more yourself than when you're around them. Is all of this ringing a bell?"

"I like you." And then they were both staring at each other, equally stunned by the words. Blaine recovered first by some miracle and continued. "Won't this completely change our friendship now though?"

"Yes, please," Kurt said, ignoring the confused and slightly hurt expression on Blaine's face in favor of his next sentence. "I'd quite like to go beyond friends."

Blaine's expression was one of such hope that it almost hurt Kurt to see it. "You like me?"

"Kind of for ages now." And then Kurt's face was breaking into a smile and so was Blaine's because there was no way this was happening but somehow it was, it really was. Not only did Kurt like a guy who was actually gay, but said guy liked him back.

Now this I call progress.

But the question now was where did it progress from there? Well, Kurt knew where he wanted it to progress to, but hesitated for a second. After all, Blaine had only just realized his feelings, would it be too presumptuous and too forward to just -

Woah.

No, clearly it wouldn't be too forward to kiss Blaine, considering Blaine had just leaned in and kissed him. Kurt could practically feel the hesitance rolling off Blaine at the action though and quickly reciprocated, making it as clear as possible that he wanted this. Apparently he did a good job of communicating that message as the kiss didn't break for quite some time, but when they did finally break apart there were no doubts on either side. This was exactly what they both wanted.

"I'd better make it clear now that I've never been anybody's boyfriend before," Blaine said as his fingers absently traced patterns along Kurt's arm. "I don't have a clue how any of this works."

"You don't have a clue, full stop." Kurt laughed at Blaine's overly-dramatic pout. "It's alright, I've never done this either. But I think we can figure it out ourselves. And you know what this means?"

Blaine shrugged. "Your father, step-brother and all of New Directions are going to threaten me with grievous bodily harm if I hurt you?"

"No." Kurt paused. 'Well, yes. But no, what it means now is that we can sing duets whenever we like, without any reason."

And of course Blaine chose that moment to start humming Baby It's Cold Outside Again.

So glad this got prompted :)

Tonight's challenge: find the AVPM reference ;)

MusicalEscape:

*each mope in seperate rooms*

Wes: "Look, you guys like each other. You've pined over each other. Now get a room, preferably when you're sober, and make Gay Unicorn Klaine Rainbow Babies."

And in the end, they did. Plus they got a talking lion named Rumbleroar. The end!