That afternoon Kurt and Blaine ate lunch together in a secluded area of the courtyard.
Of course Blaine spent the entire time watching Kurt. By the time the bell rang he realized, as his stomach grumbled, that he had hardly eaten anything at all.
They made plans to meet at Blaine's house after Kurt's solo audition. Unfortunately, Blaine couldn't be there to see it because the council didn't allow an audience for the auditions.
On the upside, he had time to get ready for their "date". Was it sort of date if your Papa was joining you?
After school Blaine found himself standing in his room wondering what to wear.
He decided to ask his Papa for some help. He had to have some good fashion advice.
"Papa," Blaine yelled, "can you come upstairs and help me pick out clothes after I take a shower?"
His Papa responded immediately, "Of course, Pumpkin. I'll come up when you're done."
"Thank you!" Blaine hollered, as he walked into his bathroom.
He took his time in the shower, giving himself a mohawk and singing into the bar of soap.
After he was done and halfway dressed in his room, he heard a knock on his bedroom door.
"Come on in," he said, grabbing a shirt from his drawer, "I need a lot of help if I-"
He stopped midsentence when his hazel eyes locked with a beautiful pair of blue ones.
Blaine quickly covered his bare, wet chest with his shirt.
"Kurt!" he said, his voice a little squeaky, "what are you, I mean, how-"
"Your Dad let me in," Kurt interrupted, his voice breathy, "he said it was okay just to come up."
Blaine stood there, still holding the shirt to his chest, with his mouth halfway open.
He was standing in his room, half naked, with Kurt staring at him. If it wasn't so embarrassing, it might've been a little sexy.
Finally Blaine came out of the trance he was in and stammered, "I'm, uh, going to go, uh, put on my, uh, shirt."
Kurt nodded as Blaine turned around to go back into his bathroom.
Blaine didn't see that Kurt was staring at his back with hungry eyes as he walked away.
After some awkward small talk about Kurt's audition, they were on the way to the mall.
Blaine sat in the backseat, while Kurt and Bryan sat next to each other in the front.
They insisted that they sit like this because, "Blaine, we need to talk about our shopping strategy."
Blaine huffed as his Papa and Kurt discussed their favorite designers, colors and seasons.
"Guys," Blaine interjected, "is all that really necessary? I mean, I just want a few new bowties."
Bryan and Kurt glanced at each other and laughed, "Blaine," Bryan said, "this isn't all about you, you know."
"Yeah, Blaine. We have needs too," Kurt said, his tone playful.
All Blaine could do was sigh in response. It was going to be a long day.
8 stores, one Dip-in-Dots stop and a bathroom break later, and Blaine could see the end of the tunnel.
He wished he could say that he was having a fantastic day with Kurt, but he had hardly talked to the other boy since they'd arrived at the mall.
Blaine sat on a bench with his chin in his hands, watching the shopping bags outside the store that Kurt and his Papa were in. He could see them talking and laughing as the salesman put their most recent purchases in boxes for them.
They seemed to be getting along very well. That was a good sign right?
It wasn't weird that the boy he had a crush on was bonding with his father, or was it?
He didn't get a chance to decide before Bryan and Kurt emerged from the store with their arms full of more things for Blaine to carry.
Blaine sighed, "Are you guys ready yet?"
"I'm ready if your Papa is," Kurt said, turning to Bryan, "I'm all shopped out."
"I'm ready," Bryan laughed as they walked towards the exit, "just you wait, Kurt. After a few more of these shopping trips with me and you'll see that this was barely shopping."
"I can't wait, Bryan," Kurt replied, with smile playing on his lips as he glanced at Blaine.
Blaine lazily smiled back. Maybe this day wasn't a total waste after all.