Blaine had been confused when Kurt had asked to pick the song, but secretly glad. He – for the first time – was at a loss for ideas and hadn't needed the extra job. But he was surprised when Kurt bounded into home room the next day, triumphantly wielding a CD.

"I've found it!" he exclaimed, launching himself into the seat next to Blaine and practically flinging the disc at his face.

Blaine laughed uncertainly, taking the disc from Kurt and looking at it expectantly. "Found what?"

"A Christmas song!" Kurt replied, wild-eyed. "And I think you'll love it."

"Wow." Blaine examined the CD more closely; it was a rewritable one that obviously burned the song onto. "How long did it take you to find it?" Kurt didn't look like he'd got a lot of sleep last night.

Kurt waved away the question. "I'll show you it at first break if you like," he said enthusiastically.

Blaine smiled. "Great."

That seemed to settle Kurt down a bit, and the two friends sat in silence until the bell went and their teacher began to dismiss them to lessons.

"Where're you headed?" Blaine leaned over and whispered the question in Kurt's ear so as not to interrupt their teacher.

Kurt blinked at him. "English."

Blaine sighed internally – English was the other side of the school to where he needed to go. He took a breath. "Cool. I'll walk you."

No! Blaine's brain screamed at him. You've been late enough this last week; don't offer to walk him to English!

But his heart overrode the signal when Kurt looked up at him, his eyes big and full of magic. "Thanks."

It was all Blaine could do to smile in return, for fear of his voice giving up halfway through a sentence.

Kurt noticed a bug on his desk and the moment was broken. Blaine looked down at his feet, cursing himself for being so obvious. Stop it, he told himself. This isn't going to end well. And he could barely imagine his father's reaction if he brought Kurt home to meet him.

When everyone began to stand, Blaine grabbed his bag and waiting for Kurt to do the same.

"To English, then," Kurt smiled.

"To English," Blaine echoed.

Trent looked at Blaine in confusion when he turned right with Kurt. Blaine shot him a look that said, "you can walk to History on your own, you know" and then smiled apologetically, before putting his arm round Kurt and starting to talk.

"'Romeo and Juliet', huh?" he asked, catching sight of the book in Kurt's pocket.

Kurt nodded. "We're on the balcony scene."

"Ah," Blaine said. "'Romeo, Romeo, wherefore art thou Romeo?'" He sighed. "That bit annoys me."

Kurt looked up at him in horror. "It's one of those classic moments in theatre as we know it! It's the most quoted line from any Shakespeare play!" At Blaine's raised eyebrow, he sheepishly added, "probably."

Blaine shrugged. "I just think that they each want something different. She wants to get married or whatever and he's just interested in getting in her pants."

Kurt gasped – a literal, shocked gasp.

"Just reread it," Blaine said, "and tell me that's not true."

They came to a stop outside Kurt's English classroom. "So, I'll meet you in the Warblers' hall at break?" Blaine clarified.

Kurt nodded. "Yeah, great."

Blaine hesitated for a moment before rubbing Kurt's arm in a friendly sort of way before murmuring a goodbye and heading off down the corridor.