Kurt actually liked New York City again. The first few months back were painful and he got back into therapy. He felt like purging himself of all the self doubt, pain, and bitterness he put himself through with Dave was the best way of actually moving on with his life. He found out that he still harbored resentment, anger, and hurt from high school. He hadn't actually fully forgiven David all the way and coming to terms with it and actually making a conscious choice to forgive completely. Rachel kept him informed of David's actions, even when he told Rachel he didn't want to know. He knew that once the divorce had been finalized, that Dave would say yes to Jamie and they would get married. It still hurt him to think about, but he was determined to just let it go.

Three years passed. In that time he had managed to be in six more Broadway shows, witness Rachel and Puck reconnect and get married. It came totally out of the blue too. Puck was in town to visit Santana and he asked to see Kurt. Rachel came along and two weeks later Puck and Rachel were definitely together and grew stronger as the months passed. He was able to be there for Mercedes first major album release, date two very different, but both equally amazing men, and buy his first apartment. He also was there to witness Dave's wedding to Jamie.

Dave and Jamie dated for another year after Kurt and Dave finally got divorced. Kurt didn't have contact with David until about two weeks before the wedding was supposed to happen in Chicago. Dave showed up on his doorstep asking to talk to him. Dave apologized and begged Kurt for another chance. He wanted to have his best friend back in his life. He missed Kurt and loved him. Kurt tried to turn him away and tell him no, but his heart refused to let him go, even after all the time they had spent apart. Kurt gave up trying to run from his heart. He was doomed to a life of being in love with his best friend and it would suck. He knew it would suck, but he did it anyway. He told Dave he loved him too and that he'd like to have a friendship again.

Their friendship consisted of Skype, phone calls, and hilarious text conversations about everything and nothing. Kurt really had missed David and was glad that he was back in his life, even if in just this shallow and artificial way. He helped David and Jamie with the wedding plans and told David to use Rachel as his "person". He didn't want to stand up at Dave's wedding to someone else. It was too much for him. Dave simply nodded. The night before the wedding, Dave showed up drunk off his ass to Kurt's hotel room. He told him that he thought he was making the biggest mistake of his life. Kurt's throat caught in his chest.

"What do you mean?"
"I mean, I shouldn't be marrying Jamie."

"Why not?"
"Because I love you. We should be together, Kurt."

"You do not love me like that, David. We've been over this before. You love Jamie and your feelings for me are just leftovers from high school."

"No, Kurt. Really. I love you."

Dave kissed Kurt then and Kurt's heart felt like it was expanding and being torn to shreds at the same time. It was by far the worst feeling ever. He loved it. He wanted to never stop kissing Dave, but he couldn't continue to kiss him without feeling like an awful person and knowing that Dave was just confused and didn't actually mean any of it.

He pushed him away and told him to sober up and get some sleep and that he'd help Dave get dressed for his wedding in the morning.

The next day he sat in the back row of the church and watched as the man he was in love with said I do to someone else. He did it with a smile too. No one was allowed to see how much it killed him on the inside to have to let go of all the hopes and dreams he had been holding on to in hopes that Dave would one day wake up and realize that Kurt was the man he was supposed to be with.

Kurt went back to New York and after a year of licking his wounds and pining over a married man, he decided it was time to get back out there and date. He had secretly been hoping that David and Jamie would have problems and get divorced and that Dave would come running back to him and beg him for another chance but after two solid years of marriage, Kurt knew it was nothing but a delusional dream.

So he met, Frederick. Rachel introduced the two of them at another one of her parties. They hit it off and dated for six months. Kurt felt happy and hopeful for this relationship, more than he ever had with Jeff. But it wasn't right. He tried to let himself be happy, he tried to smile through his aching heart and tell himself that he was happy and that it was enough, but he wasn't happy. Frederick saw it and asked Kurt who he was.

Kurt spilled everything to Frederick. He told him all about his relationship with Dave and what it meant to him and how he still missed him and felt guilty for wanting someone who was married. Frederick told him he wasn't going to stick around to be a footnote in Kurt's love story with Dave and that Kurt might in fact be better off alone.

And that is exactly what Kurt was when he found out that David and Jamie were moving to New York. Rachel was ecstatic when she called Kurt with the news. Her two favorite men outside of Noah and their son, Lucas, were going to be just a train ride away.

Kurt's emotions didn't know what they were doing, they were all over the place. He felt sick to his stomach, excited, angry, relief, pain, agony, and nervousness. He of course, would only ever show David and Jamie that he was happy for them and happy to see them, but his heart wanted him to run away and never look back.

The night before David was set to get into New York City to sign the paperwork for his new lease, Kurt couldn't sleep. Rachel was going to pick him up and then get Kurt and they were going to have their first proper best friend breakfast for the first time in four years. Kurt couldn't believe it had been that long.

He tossed and turned, threw up twice, and then tried to watch some funny videos on Youtube to get over his nerves, but nothing helped. He finally got up at 5 a.m and got ready. He was sitting at his kitchen table watching out the window when he saw Rachel's car. Rachel got out and Kurt stood up. He took a deep breathe and prepared himself to see David.

Rachel smiled that smile at him and he looked around. David was not in her car.

"I'm sorry, Kurt."

"For what?"

"He didn't want to have breakfast with us."

"You didn't have to have breakfast with me, Rachel. You could've just gone with him. I would have understood."

"I hate this, Kurt. This is wrong. You two should not be like this. I understand that it's awkward and weird, but you are friends, you have always been friends. Why are you acting like this?"

"Why am I acting like this? I was willing to go to breakfast with him and tell him how happy I am for him."

"I meant both of you. It's just wrong and I hate it."

"Well, I'm sorry. I can't speak for David. But it's weird and awkward for a reason. He tried to tell me he wanted me and kissed me the night before he married Jamie. I didn't want to be his excuse and told him to marry Jamie and be happy. And then he did and stopped talking to me for all intents and purposes. I miss him and what we used to be everday, Rachel. But I can't change it on my own."

Rachel sat down heavily and sighed,

"He kissed you?"

"Yep."

"And you stopped him?"

"Of course I did. I didn't want to be yet another reason why David blamed me."

"Wow. Well that explains a lot, I guess."

"What is that supposed to mean?"

"I'm sorry, Kurt, but I have to go talk to David. I don't want you to think that I am abandoning you, but he really needs me right now."

"It's fine, Rachel. I understand. He's moving back to the city and needs to find a place to live."

"Yeah. I'll call you later, okay?"

Kurt nodded and hugged Rachel.

He wondered how long it would be before he ran into David or one of them just finally bit the bullet and make the first contact.

It turned out Kurt didn't have to wait very long.

Eight hours later after getting some Thai takeout his phone rang.

It was David. Kurt's heart caught in his throat.

He stared at the phone for a few minutes and finally pressed the accept call button.

"Hello?"

"Hi, Kurt."

"David."

"I was hoping we could talk."

"About what?"

Kurt didn't want to give away how nervous he really was, but he was actually shaking while talking on the phone.

"It's not something that I can do over the phone. Just, please."

"Fine. You know where I live."

"I'll be there in an hour."

That hour of time seemed to drag on forever. He finally heard the buzz and let Dave in.

The three minutes between the front door and his door felt even longer.

When he finally saw David standing in his doorway for the first time in years, he just wanted launch himself in his arms and tell him how much he missed him. But instead, he invited him in.