p style="text-align: left;"Burt had come to pick Kurt up exactly on time. "How was it?" he'd asked the moment Kurt had climbed /br /"Good," Kurt had replied with a smile. "Really good."br /br /Now he was texting Mercedes regarding the day – and, more specifically, Blaine./p
p style="text-align: center;"br /emHe showed me the Warblers' hall this morning, and we sang together./em/p
p style="text-align: center;"br /emAw, cute 3 so he cute AND gay? Snap him up, Hummel! Xx/em/p
p style="text-align: center;"br /br /emIDK if he likes me too, though./em/p
p style="text-align: center;"br /br /emWhat's not to like? Xx/em/p
p style="text-align: center;"br /br /emHaha :) x/em/p
p style="text-align: left;"br /But it hadn't come to anything and Kurt was still hopelessly unsure about the situation./p
p style="text-align: center;"br /emGive it a bit of time! It's only day 1 xx/em/p
p style="text-align: left;"br /He sighed. Mercedes was right. Leaping into this so soon couldn't be good: maybe he was getting over the leave from McKinley in a weird way. Or maybe, his mind teased, it's because he's the first gay guy you've met (excluding, for obvious reasons, Dave Karofsky and Sandy Ryerson). Besides, worrying wasn't going to get him anywhere. Kurt leaned back into the car seat, feeling the leather behind him and watching the world go by through the window. Maybe he'd ask Finn for advice about boys when they got home./p