I wrote another Tumblr exclusive story today. For those who love Neff and loved the latest spoiler video, you'll double love this. I hope. Anyway, link is on my profile, read and enjoy.

Two days, two hours and twenty nine minutes until Glee airs in Australia. But who's counting?

Oh, and also I went and edited my profile today and I've gone ahead and acted like I'm famous and made a FAQ section. If there's something you've ever been curious about, feel free to put a question in my review and I'll see if I get a few of the same sort of thing to add to the FAQ :)

From Nijaassasian:New Directions know that Kurt and Blaine are dating but they have never seen them kiss nor has Finn (even at home when they have the perfect time to) and so new directions investigate/spy.

TGTDOSBDK. Set some time in hiatusville.

I've missed Quinn.

Spy

"It's just not natural."

Quinn rolled her eyes but she was in the clear minority. "Are we seriously getting involved here? This is between the two of them."

Finn folded his arms, stubborn as always. "Kurt's my brother now and I want to make sure he's alright, that there's no issues going on that he hasn't told me about."

"And Blaine's half Asian so that makes him one of us," Mike chipped in, Tina nodding her agreement. "We need to keep an eye on him."

Quinn sighed and leant back in her chair, not bothering to try and get involved. When this group set their hearts on something, she knew they were going to stick to it, even if this did veer on the edge of blatantly ridiculous and intrusive. And yes, she was just as concerned about Kurt's happiness as the rest of them, but this was one of those times where the entire group was blind.

Because Kurt was happier than he had ever been. He had been invited to their post-Regionals party, even though they hadn't won and it had almost seemed like Rachel's way of rubbing salt in the wound, and naturally Blaine had been invited along as well as Kurt's boyfriend. At that stage they had been dating for all of three days but the change in Kurt was so noticeable when he bounded through the door, one hand in Blaine's and the hugest smile possible on his face even though he had just lost at Regionals and wouldn't be going to New York and Quinn knew the old Kurt would have been a wreck. Instead he congratulated all of them and then spent the rest of the party catching up on the gossip. And when Blaine wasn't across the other side of the room talking football and video games with the guys, he was standing by Kurt's side, nodding politely, their hands linked together like it was natural.

So when Blaine had to leave early - some family event he was meant to be going to - and Kurt walked him to the door, naturally Puck had peered through the glass to watch them. "Okay," he announced, giving a running commentary that nobody had asked for but nobody seemed to be in any hurry to stop, "they're facing each other… Kurt's laughing… Blaine's getting his keys out… oh, here we go! They're leaning in to… hug. And…"

Puck turned back to face them. "Blaine got in the car."

Nobody had looked particularly distressed at that announcement, even though a few of the guys looked a little confused. "Well clearly they're not up to that stage yet," Mercedes pointed out reasonably. "They're taking it slow. I like that."

But apparently that attitude was no longer prevalent even though it was only a week later. Yes, maybe most of the couples in this room had moved faster than Kurt and Blaine were, Quinn herself included, but what did it matter if they weren't ready to kiss yet?

It seemed like it mattered a lot. "So here's how it's going to work," Rachel announced, barging her way in as she always did. Quinn rolled her eyes, taking Finn's hand possessively as he sat back down. Yes, it was bitchy, but Finn was hers and Rachel would do well to remember that. "Us girls are going to get Kurt over for a sleepover on Friday night and grill him for details, try to figure out who exactly is holding back their progress and why. If that doesn't work, Finn will start doing his best to get Blaine over more often and get him apart from Kurt to talk to him about it."

The others all seemed in agreement and Quinn couldn't resist rolling her eyes yet again. "Has anybody considered just leaving them alone and letting them make their own decisions?" she asked. "This is Kurt's first boyfriend and he probably would never forgive you guys if you ruined that for him by scaring Blaine off."

"But something has to be wrong," Finn said, staring at her like she was crazy. "Blaine's been over twice this week and all they do is talk or do homework, even when Burt lets them work alone in Kurt's room."

"And how do you know what they're doing if they're alone?"

Finn actually dared to roll his eyes. "I check in on them, of course."

Puck snorted. "Dude, you're not exactly the king of subtle, they probably hear you coming from halfway across the house and have time to pretend they're behaving."

"Except for the fact that Kurt doesn't shut up," Finn pointed out. "I can always hear him talking or laughing and it's obvious that they're not messing around."

Quinn resisted the urge to ask why that was a bad thing - after her experiences, it was always good to at least wait a little while before getting into the physical. Finn didn't count, of course, because they had already been there the first time around, but if things didn't work out there then Quinn wouldn't be so hasty the next time she jumped into a relationship. Kurt and Blaine seemed to have the right idea.

"Okay, so we'll check in this time next week and see what we've all learnt!" Rachel clapped her hands together and Quinn sighed. "Meeting dismissed!"

As the group stood to leave, Mr. Schuester walked in. "Sorry I'm late guys, I - where are you all going? Glee hasn't even started yet!"

Quinn rolled her eyes again.

"Okay, so we all know the plan?"

Sighs met her question but Rachel needed to be sure. "Yes, Rachel," Tina finally said. "Kurt arrives, we make small talk, see what he's been doing lately with the Warblers, then I start talking about the date Mike and I went on last night which prompts Mercedes into asking how Kurt and Blaine are going and then you'll gently nudge the conversation in the direction of kissing and how nice it is to share your love in that way and see how he reacts."

Rachel nodded, satisfied. A second later, the doorbell rang and she jumped to her feet. "That's him!"

Ignoring Mercedes's snarky retort about there really being nobody else it could be, Rachel darted down the stairs and all but dragged Kurt inside. "We've missed you," she said in way of explanation. "Come on, loads of gossip to catch up on!"

And, true enough, they did gossip for at least the first half hour. Once Rachel had vented her frustrations about Finn and Quinn - because really, it was quite rude - and Mercedes had regaled them with a story from her Spanish class involving the foreign exchange student who had immense difficulty pronouncing some of the most vital English words, Tina opened her mouth to speak but was cut off by Kurt. "Okay, me next!"

This might be easier than we thought!

"Yes?" Rachel said quickly. "Gossip about you and Blaine? What's happening on that front?"

Kurt's smile was so brilliant that Rachel knew it had to have happened. "He took me out for dinner last night and it was a real date, the first one ever! He bought flowers and everything and then we went for a long walk afterwards and just talked and talked and I came so close to just telling him I love him but I figured too soon."

"Why too soon?" Mercedes asked.

Kurt shrugged. "Well, we haven't even kissed yet. I kind of don't want to throw that at him too fast in case he doesn't feel the same or feels a little overwhelmed by it."

The shocked glances between the three girls didn't go unnoticed. "What?" Kurt demanded instantly. "What is it?"

"You - Kurt, how have you not kissed yet?" Rachel asked.

There was a long silence and then Kurt sighed. "Okay, I'm going to have to tell you all - I actually don't know how I kept it from you for this long. I'm not going to give a name so please please don't ask for one but… I've been kissed and it wasn't consensual." Another silence as all of their minds whirred, trying not to come to the conclusion that Kurt was so clearly implying. "Someone kissed me," Kurt finally said, his voice quiet and tense, "and they forced it on me."

Tina started to cry. Rachel didn't blame her, she was close to tears herself. "Kurt," Mercedes whispered before biting her lip, clearly unsure of what to say.

"I'm okay," Kurt said reassuringly. "It was… it was some time ago now. Blaine's helped a lot. But he's waiting to make absolutely sure that I'm ready and I respect that."

Rachel's respect for Blaine had shot up completely and any issues she had secretly harbored against him - her mind had been blaming him for not wanting to kiss Kurt, not being man enough to kiss him, still having feelings for her after their impromptu and mind-blowing kisses - were completely gone. So she watched as Kurt comforted Tina, assuring her that he was fine and there was nothing she could have done.

And when that was over, she simply changed the subject. Kurt had been through enough, they didn't need to try and upset him more.

Maybe Quinn was right. Maybe this was a bad idea.

It wasn't an uncommon occurrence for Blaine to be at their house, but when he walked in on his own, Finn was instantly on alert. "Where's Kurt."

"Coffee craving," Blaine explained, gently placing his bag on the rack and shrugging Kurt's off his other shoulder to do the same with it. "He told me to just head on in and he'd be back in fifteen, I hope that's alright?"

Oh hey, this might be the right time.

"Of course, come in." Finn at least waited until Blaine had sat down on the couch before launching straight into it. "I want to talk to you anyway."

A chuckle wasn't exactly the reaction he had expected. "Kurt told me you might be giving me some kind of protective brother talk. Apparently I'm meant to pass on the message that he's older so it doesn't work, plus he's perfectly capable of taking care of himself. Oh, and of course I'm not planning on hurting him any time soon, so I think we're cool."

Finn had to laugh himself at that. "Typical. No, it's not about that, although consider the standard threats given. I wanted to talk about where you and Kurt are headed in your relationship."

"I have to admit," Blaine said slowly, "I feel like I'm talking to Kurt's dad all over again. But sure. Uh, if you're asking if we've had sex, the answer is a resounding no."

Finn was just glad it wasn't TMI. "Great. Really great. So you haven't gone further than kissing?"

Blaine smiled. "We haven't even gone there yet, so you have no reason to worry."

"Why not?" Finn found himself demanding. "What, you don't want to kiss him?"

Blaine raised an eyebrow, suddenly looking defensive. "Does it matter what my reasons are?"

"Yes, it matters! If you, I don't know, don't find Kurt attractive enough to want to kiss him, I think it's a good thing if he knows that!"

Blaine was on his feet and Finn suddenly realized he'd gone too far. "I respect the fact that you're Kurt's brother, Finn, but this is none of your business. I will, however, have you know that I think Kurt is incredibly attractive, in fact he's gorgeous and I'm so thankful every day that he's mine. I don't want to hear you questioning our relationship, but more than that I don't want you to ever question what I feel for Kurt. It's real, I promise you that."

"And I know it," Kurt said as he rounded the corner, taking both boys by surprise - Finn hadn't even heard the front door. "I don't know what that was about but Finn, you do not get to interrogate Blaine without me around. Or ever, actually."

"What…?"

"What are you doing back so soon?" Blaine asked, his gaze softening completely as he turned to Kurt

"Lima Bean's closed for renovations," Kurt explained, looping an arm through Blaine's and glaring at Finn who resisted the urge to cower. "Come on, I'm going to take you out for coffee. Possibly dinner too, I don't really think I want to eat here tonight and it's my turn to take you out. Especially after that."

Finn could hear Blaine arguing as they left but it sounded half-hearted, more relieved than anything. With a sigh, he slumped back into the couch, hitting himself on the head. "Stupid," he told himself. "You should have just stayed out of it."

Maybe Quinn was right. Maybe this was a bad idea.

Unbeknownst to the others, Quinn had a plan of her own.

She had screwed up her chances of ever having that perfect first love, that first relationship that you look back on with such fond memories. Instead, Quinn would remember her first relationship as a broken train wreck that left her pregnant and alone.

Kurt had been broken so many times throughout his years at McKinley - broken and abused and hurt and treated so so badly. And for a long time, Quinn had been one of the girls who had thought it was normal, that it was fine to treat Kurt like that. She knew now how wrong that was, and whether Kurt knew it or not, she wanted to make things right.

Kurt and Blaine clearly felt so strongly for one another - Quinn could see it in the simple way they looked at each other, the way they trusted one another already and connected on a level that Quinn suspected was related strongly to past experiences, not that she would ever pry into Blaine's life to find out. And to have other people try to interfere in their relationship, try to change the simple but beautiful dynamic they had was not right in Quinn's mind. No matter how manipulative she could be herself, this wasn't right and they needed to know what was going on before it affected them badly.

It was amazing what being a girl in an all-boys school could do. Apart from being asked out four times since arriving, Quinn had immediately been informed of where she could find Kurt and Blaine and escorted there by a boy who assured her that he was gay himself and therefore wouldn't 'accidentally' lead her to his room like some of the others might. Thanking him politely, Quinn gently pushed at the door which was slightly ajar before stopping as the sound of voices drifted out.

"… didn't realize."

"I should have made it clearer," Kurt said gently. "I know and I'm sorry, I know you were waiting on me and I should have just come out and told you instead of assuming you would know when I was ready."

Blaine sighed but Quinn could tell it wasn't one of anger or irritation. "We're so new to this, aren't we?"

"Very," Kurt agreed, and through the crack in the door Quinn could see him lean back into the couch, the back of his head just visible.

Quinn's curiosity overwhelmed her. Slowly she nudged the door open a little more, hoping that the two would be too wrapped up in their conversation to notice her. Sure enough, when her view was unobscured Quinn could see Kurt and Blaine sitting on opposite couches, their hands clasped between them, eyes only for each other. "So you do want to?" Blaine asked.

Kurt smiled, ducking his head. "Yeah. And you do?"

"Kind of always have."

Quinn could see Blaine blushing and it was rather adorable and yes, all the cute ones weregay. Damn. "Well then," Kurt said, his voice suddenly breathy and high. "Do it."

Do what?

After a second of hesitation, Blaine leant in and kissed Kurt.

Oh.

Quinn knew she should turn away to give them some privacy because it was so very obvious now from their previous conversation that this was their first kiss.But she needed to keep looking, needed to watch them because this was what love looked like and this was what she needed to hold on to for the future.

The two broke apart gently, reluctantly, still staring at each other in silence. Then Blaine murmured something under his breath and Kurt laughed. Quinn had to smile, wondering what Blaine had said - hopefully an "I love you," or "you're gorgeous" - until Kurt suddenly spoke up. "Quinn, you can come in."

Ah. That.

Pushing the door open all the way, Quinn shot them each an apologetic look as they finally broke away from each other's eyes to look at her. "I'm really sorry, I didn't meant to intrude on that."

"It's alright," Kurt said and Quinn could tell he was being honest. "As long as you're not here to pry at our lives or ask us why we haven't… well, except we have so if that's why you're here then you've kind of got your answer."

"Actually, I came to warn you of what the others were planning but - it sounds like I'm too late. And looks like I'm too late," she added, watching as they both smiled almost sheepishly. "I'm happy for you both." Blaine grinned at that and Quinn saw him squeeze Kurt's hands. "Well," she said quickly, "I might just leave you guys to it since there's no reason to pass on my message."

"Wait," Kurt said and Quinn stopped, glancing at him curiously. "Could you pass on one from us?"

The group that met the following day was rather subdued, most of the occupants looking rather sheepish. The guys that weren't Finn, however, looked more anxious than anything. "Well?" Puck demanded the second they were all seated. "Spill!"

"We - well," Rachel began hesitantly, "Kurt… he explained. And we're not going to be pressuring them or trying to pry into their business anymore, and that goes for everybody. Kurt doesn't need any added pressure right now."

"Blaine cares about Kurt a lot," Finn chipped in. "And Kurt's scary when he gets angry, especially once Blaine's gone home and it's just him and his anger. So… I don't think we'll be able to work out what's going on through Blaine."

Mike sighed. "Well, I hope they work it out soon. Kissing is the best part of a relationship and I want them to experience that."

Murmurs of assent met his comment and Quinn cleared her throat lightly. "I am in agreement with that," she said, standing and making her way to the front of the room. "Which is why I went to see Kurt and Blaine at Dalton yesterday. But instead of me trying to talk to them, they enlightened me."

Pulling out a piece of paper from her pocket, Quinn bit back her smirk as she hit a button on her phone before rattling off the list of messages Kurt had given her. "Puck, you win the pool. Finn, when they proceed to making out, it will be on your bed. And we're all horrible spies."

At that moment, every phone in the room went off. Murmurs of surprise quickly turned into shock, elation and rounds of "I knew it!" as each member opened the photo that had been sent to them.

Quinn allowed herself to smile. "That's what true love looks like," she said softly. "And they found it without us. So don't interfere with them, because they're going to work this out themselves and it's going to be the best thing we've ever seen." With that, Quinn left the room, allowing the others to begin talking, speculating and - in Santana and Puck's cases - comparing technique.

Kurt would probably kill her for taking a photo, but it was worth it for the looks on their faces when she was the one who got it right.

MusicalEscape:

After being very slightly insulted by Brittany when she refered to him as 'the short guy', Blaine decided to cast a poll.

People who think Blaine is average height: 14

People who think Blaine is short(or hobbit size, bite-size, fun-size, appropriately munchkin-sized, etc): 35

People who know nothing of Blaine's existence due to how short he is and oh-my-gosh-I-can't-even-see-you-where-is-that-voice-coming-from: 1(*coughFrankenteencough*)