"And sent!" Chandler says excitedly, beaming at Kurt across the table as Kurt takes a sip of his coffee.

"NYADA?" Kurt asks.

"Yup! Did you submit your application yet?"

"Not yet, I'm just finishing it," Kurt answers, placing his coffee back on the table and going back to typing.

"That's NYU, Colombia, and NYADA down. Time for California schools. I think I'll start with California-Irvine, then USC."

Kurt's eyes widen a little in surprise. "How many schools are you applying to?"

"Oh, at least ten. They're all so competitive, so this way if I don't get into some of them I should still have options."

"Oh yeah, right," Kurt agrees with a nod, a little awkwardly. He hadn't really considered the possibility of not getting into NYADA; that's where Blaine is, that's where Rachel's going, that's where he needs to be. There isn't really another option.

Chandler gives him a weird look. "How many are you applying to?"

"I hadn't really thought about applying anywhere other than NYADA," Kurt admits, a bit embarrassed that it hadn't even occurred to him to apply anywhere else.

Chandler frowns at him. "You know, not that I don't think you'll get in, because you're amazing, of course you will, but, you maybe should probably have a backup or two, just in case, you know?"

"Yeah, I guess so," he agrees hesitantly. He doesn't know where else he should apply. He hadn't even considered it as an option, and god, where else can he apply, what if he doesn't get in?

Chandler picks up on his uncertainty immediately. "You want to be in New York, right?"

"Yes, definitely," Kurt nods.

"Alright, well you should definitely apply to NYU. Oh, my god, you have to apply to Parsons, Kurt, I bet you would love it there." Chandler's eyes are sparkling with excitement.

"I've never heard of Parsons... why didn't you apply?"

"Oh, it's a design school. They don't have any music or theatre programs," Chandler explains with a dismissive wave of his hand.

Kurt frowns. Now he's just confused. "Then why would I apply?"

Chandler just smiles back at him. "They have fashion! You would love it. I bet you'd be amazing at that. I mean, you already make your own clothes, and you have such good taste, it would be perfect for you."

Kurt is silent for a moment, contemplating. He hadn't really considered fashion as a career. Of course he loves fashion, it's such a big part of who he is, but making a career out of it? That hadn't really occurred to him. Now that Chandler mentions it, though, it's not really any more of a far-fetched idea than musical theatre and Broadway is. At the very least, it's something he would enjoy, and it seems like a good backup. But he must be taking too long to think about it, because chandler cuts back in again.

"You don't have to, I mean, it's just an idea, I'm sorry if I overstepped I just assumed that maybe–"

"No, no, it um... it's fine. I... maybe. I'll look into it," he agrees.

Chandler exhales, a relieved smile on his face. "Oh good, thank god, I just– it really seems like something you'd be great at."

Kurt smiles back. He has some thinking to do.

"I think I'm going to apply to Parsons."

Kurt is lying on his bed, head propped in his hands as he watches Blaine looking back at him on his laptop screen.

"They're a design school, right? Why?" Blaine asks, tilting his head to the side.

"I realized I need some backup schools, and I want to be in New York, and I think I would like fashion. If I don't get into a musical theatre program, of course."

He purposely leaves out any mention of Chandler. It's not that he's trying to hide anything from Blaine, not really, he just... doesn't think it's necessary.

Blaine smiles softly. "I bet you'd be great at it. I'm sure you'll get into NYADA, though."

"I hope so, but... it's competitive. And I should have a couple back-up schools just in case."

"Okay. Well, I think that's a good idea."

"Thanks," Kurt says, shooting a warm smile back at his boyfriend.

There's a loud knock on Blaine's door, followed by a voice he doesn't recognize. "Hey Blainey, your booty call has arrived!"

Kurt frowns. "Who's that?"

"Oh, crap. That's just Sebastian," Blaine says with a laugh, "I forgot he was coming over. Wes must have let him in. I have to go, Kurt, but I'll talk to you tomorrow, okay?"

"Oh, okay, sure," he says, still frowning.

"Love you," Blaine says, flashing him a quick smile.

"Love you, too."

Then the call disconnects, and Kurt is left staring at the blank screen and feeling a bit uneasy.

Kurt walks arm in arm with Rachel down the hallway of McKinley toward the choir room.

"And then Sebastian shows up, saying Blaine's booty call has arrived, and then Blaine just cut our call off."

Rachel's eyes widen. "You don't think he actually...?"

"No, god no, of course not. Blaine would never," Kurt says, shaking his head. "It was just... weird, I don't know."

"Well if I were you, I wouldn't let someone talk to my boyfriend like that," Rachel says, voice firm.

"I can't control how other people talk to him," Kurt argues.

"No but you can control who he talks to."

Kurt rolls his eyes. "No, Rachel, I can't do that."

"Your breakup," she says with a shrug as they enter the choir room and walk over to their seats.

"We're not breaking up."

"Who's breaking up?" Tina asks as they take their seats next to her.

"Nobody," Kurt says at the same time Rachel says, "Kurt and Blaine."

"We are not," Kurt says again.

"What's wrong?" Tina asks with a frown.

"Some hot new guy is trying to steal Blaine away," Rachel interjects before Kurt has a chance to explain.

"That's not– why do I even talk to you? Nobody is stealing Blaine. He just has a friend that is... I don't know, it's weird."

"I think you need to meet him," Rachel decides.

"He lives in New York."

"So? You haven't gone to visit Blaine in New York yet, right? Go! Spring break is coming up, spend the week there, meet his friends, make sure everyone knows he's yours."

"Rachel, you're being ridiculous," he says, but part of him doesn't hate the idea. It would be nice to spend a whole week visiting Blaine, and he has to admit he would feel a little better if he could meet Sebastian. He's been trying not to jump to any conclusions, he knows how frustrating that can be first hand, but he can't deny that it would ease his mind to meet this guy and get a real feel for him.

"A visit might actually be nice," Tina chimes in.

"Maybe," Kurt reasons, but he's already made the decision; he'll ask his dad tonight if he can make the trip.

Mr. Schue walks in then, standing at the front of the class as he starts to lecture them about the importance of friendship, or something, Kurt isn't really paying attention, just trying to figure out how he can convince his dad to let him fly to New York for a week.

They're sitting down to supper that night when he decides to ask.

"Hey, dad?"

"Yeah Kurt?" Burt asks, taking a bite of his baked chicken.

"I was wondering if I could go visit Blaine for spring break."

Burt glances over at Carole, who just shrugs, and the he looks back at Kurt.

"Actually, Carole and I were thinking of suggesting that."

"Really?" Kurt asks, putting his fork down on his plate.

"Yeah, you haven't been to New York to visit him yet. And it would be a good chance for you to get to know the city a bit, since you'll be moving there in the fall anyway."

"Yeah, okay. Thanks." That was a lot easier than he was expecting it to be.

"I can't wait for this week to be over," Blaine groans, "it's just so long. Man, I need a break."

"I have a surprise that might cheer you up," Kurt says with a smirk.

"Oh?" Blaine asks, perking up a little and raising his eyebrows.

"I'm coming to visit for spring break." He can't help but break into a smile.

"To New York?" Blaine asks hopefully.

"Yes. To New York," Kurt confirms.

"Oh my god, Kurt, that's great! I can't wait to show you all the little coffee shops, and we can walk around Central Park, and– oh! And I can show you the NYADA campus!" Blaine babbles excitedly.

"And maybe I can meet some of your friends, too? Get to know all the people you spend your time with," Kurt suggests cautiously.

"Yeah, I'd love for you to meet my friends," Blaine agrees. "Did you get your tickets yet?"

"Not yet, my dad is going to get them tomorrow. I wanted to check dates with you, see what works."

"Right, right. Um, well, the longer the better. I'm done class early on Friday, so maybe you can fly in Friday night and go back the next Saturday? I work a long shift on Sunday so it doesn't really make sense for you to be here Sunday. I have to work on Tuesday too, but Wes will be around so I'm sure you could hang out with him, or just go explore on your own, or even hang out at my work and see me in action," Blaine says with a wink.

"That sounds great," Kurt says with a smile. "I'll tell my dad."

"I can't wait to see you again," Blaine says with a smile. "I miss you."

"I miss you, too."