Question 1: If you could invite anyone in the world to dinner; who would it be?

The doorbell rang. Kurt checked himself in the mirror one last time. His clothes and his hair were okay. Why, Kurt Hummel, why? Sure, Rachel's classmate was cute, but Kurt didn't even know if he was gay.

"Hello, you must be Kurt. Rachel showed me your photo."

"I am. And you must be.."

The cute boy interrupted him:

"Blaine. Blaine Anderson. Nice to meet you."

"It's my pleasure, actually."

Control yourself, Kurt!

"Here, I brought cheesecake for dessert. I hope you like it."

"Rachel told you, didn't she?"

"Told me what?"

Blaine seemed genuinely not to know.

"It's only my favorite dessert."

"Really? Well, lucky me."

Did Blaine always liked to please people? Was he caring and stunning?

"I made some chicken pie for our dinner. Do you like it?"

Blaine smiled and his eyes sprinkled:

"I'm a food lover. I eat almost everything."

"Including chicken pie?"

He chuckled at Kurt:

"Including chicken pie."

"Kurt, this is the best thing I've ever eaten. If we become roommates, will you cook every day?"

Unintentionally, Kurt flirted a little:

"Would you do the dishes?"

"I'd do the dishes and buy cheesecake every day."

Was Blaine flirting back? Better change the subject before things get out of hand.

"So, you are Rachel's classmate but you are my age?"

Blaine's eyes averted his for a second before answering:

"She told me you guys went to school together and that she lost a year doing Funny Girl, right?"

"I'm a couple of months behind because I first only applied for NYADA and didn't got in. Then, I had an internship in fashion for a while before finding my true passion."

"That is?"

"Writing for theater. I go NYU's theater program. Wait a second, if you are my age, you are also a couple of months behind, right?"

Blaine blushed a little, it almost went imperceptible if it wasn't for Kurt really being paying attention to him.

"I don't want to intrude…"

Blaine smiled:

"No, it's okay, if we're going to live together there are certain things about my life you need to know. Rachel knows, I'm impressed…"

Kurt finished his sentence:

"She didn't tell me? I'm impressed too, because that girl is a gossip and she told me so much about… Sorry, I think I said too much."

Blaine laughed genuinely:

"I don't know Rachel for as long as you, but we've become close friends in this little time. She told me a lot about you too."

It was Kurt's turn to blush, but in his case, it was pretty intense and everyone could notice. Blaine was staring at him a bit too long.

"What? Is there something on my face?"

Blaine shook his head like he was wakening for a dream.

"No, there's nothing. Like me continue with my tale: I'm gay."

Kurt's heart accelerated and he was afraid that Blaine would see it pulsing through his shirt. He smiled at the boy being so honest in front of him.

"To break the tension for you, let me say that I'm gay too."

"Oh, great!"

Kurt blushed again. Blaine was quick to add to his comment, with cheeks a little rose too:

"I mean, you understand. I went to a Saddie Hawking in High School with a friend – the only other out kid at my school- we went as friends but the bullies came after us even so. My friend managed to escape, but I was beaten pretty badly and missed a couple months at an ICU. Then I exchanged schools to Dalton Academy (where there's a great anti-harassment politic), but they made me be a junior again."

"Oh, Blaine! I'm so sorry!"

Kurt's hand instinctively flew to Blaine's arm that was extended over the table. Blaine stared wide eyed to the other boy's hand:

"I…I… It's okay, it's in the past."

"Our Glee club competed once against the Dalton Academy Warblers."

Still absented mindedly, Kurt removed his hand from Blaine's arm and scratched his ear. Blaine returned his speech:

"I know, that was when I first saw Rachel. Funny, I don't remember you and I think I wouldn't forget your face…"

"I was traveling with my father and my stepmother. A bully had threatened my life and, after a week suspension, was back to school. My father was going on honeymoon but thought I'd be safer with them than at school. It wasn't like I could transfer somewhere like Dalton, we didn't have the money."

Blaine made a movement like he was about to touch Kurt too, but stopped himself midway. He put his hand to his own heart instead:

"Kurt that's awful!"

"It's worse: the bully forced kissed me and then threatened my life if I told someone. But why am I telling you this? No one knows the real truth, not even Rachel."

This time Blaine did touch Kurt's hand. Kurt felt a estrange jolt of electricity running through him.

"Your secret is safe with me."

Kurt glanced into the other boy's eyes still being touched by him:

"Thank you. I really appreciate that."

Blaine stared back at him for a while. Suddenly, he broke eye contact and looked at his watch:

"Look at the time! I don't live here yet, let's wrap things up and I'll be on my way."

"Blaine?"

"Yes?"

"The position is yours; I'd love to have you as my roommate."

"It will be my pleasure. Now, let's do the dishes."

"But you brought cheesecake tonight, let me…"

Blaine interrupted him:

"You cooked. Tonight, we do the dishes together and the other nights we can alternate between one cooking and the other doing the dishes."

"This means no more cheesecake?"

"I'll make you one from scratch someday."

"Oh my! You're such and improvement over Rachel already."

Blaine laughed looking at ease with Kurt and their proximity doing the dishes.

"Why is she moving anyway?"

"Probably not to do the dishes…"

They both laughed this time. Kurt smiled as he answered again:

"She's moving in with her boyfriend for a place nearer NYADA and he'll probably pamper her in all the ways possible."

Kurt walked Blaine to the door. They hesitated for a second but ended up hugging while they said their goodnights. Kurt closed the door, rested his back against it and slide to the floor. He might just have fallen in love.