Hey guys, sorry its been a while, Senior year is starting to get to me :( But i found time! Let me know what you think, and what you'd like to see happen next! The more ideas, the more likely it will happen!

Normally Kurt would think that spending a cold night eating ice cream with a person he gave a lap dance too at a strip club would be weird, and quite frankly, insane. But there was just something about Blaine that he couldn't get enough of. He wasn't sure if it was the generally kind nature that seemed to flow out of the young mans pores, or the way his eyes sparkled every time he spoke, he didn't know. Kurt wrapped his jacket tighter against his skin as he licked his spoon clean, Blaine smiling at him as they side by side on a rusty old bench in the middle of central park. Probably not the wisest decision either man had ever had, but in the moment they both seemed to be enjoying it.

"Just so you know, this isn't what I normally do every night" Blaine smiled as he dug him spoon into the tub of ice cream, the metal scraping against the bottom of it.

"Really? I'm shocked. You definitely seem like the kind of guy who shares ice-cream with strangers in the middle of central park" Kurt cast him a grin before he dropped his spoon into the tub and stretched out his arms, giving out a yawn.

They'd been sitting in the park for about an hour now, and he couldn't really feel his fingers.

"Of course. Kurt… I just wanted to thank you again, for being so cool about my… um…"

"Stalker-ish tendencies? Its fine" Kurt gave him a smile and Blaine nodded. He finished off the ice cream and licked his lips, Kurt giving him a small giggle.

"What?" Blaine asked and the man shrugged his shoulders.

"Nothing. You're just adorable" he smiled and he had the pleasure of watching Blaine blush.

"Thanks. You're also quite cute" Blaine sniffed before he rubbed his nose and stood up.

"Kurt, I'm about to ask you something, and you can say no if you'd like…"

" I don't do sex on first dates" Kurt said with a shrug and Blaine proceeded to choke.

"I'm sorry?" he squeaked and Kurt giggled as he stood up.

"Relax Blaine. It was a joke." Kurt grinned and Blaine nodded, his eyes still wide.

"Right…well… I was going to ask if you wanted to come back to my house and meet my cat." Blaine smiled and Kurt raised a delicate eyebrow as the wind rushed through his hair.

"Really? We're already at that level?" Kurt asked and Blaine simply swallowed.

"As flattering as meeting you're very abusive cat, I actually have to go home and figure out some form of excuse to feed Santana for why I wasn't on stage" Kurt smiled and he took a small step closer, tightening the red scarf around Blaine's neck for him.

"But, I'd be more than happy for you to walk me home" Kurt smiled and Blaine nodded, the pair walking side by side as they continued down the path, Blaine sighing.

"Kurt… I really am…"

"Sorry. I know. I find it kind of sweet that you'd come back just for me" Kurt bit his lips, dipping his hands into his pockets, Blaine doing the exact same.

"Don't you think it's weird… that we've known each other all of an hour and I'm already walking you home?" Blaine asked and Kurt looked at him as they walked, his eyes shining in the dark.

"Weird? Yes. But it doesn't feel weird" Kurt shrugged his shoulders and Blaine looked at his shoes.

"I know. Maybe… we're supposed to be friends?" he offered and Kurt let out a loud laugh into the night air.

"What's so funny?" Blaine sounded almost offended as they young man caught his breath and looked at him.

"I'm sorry, you just sounded like a teenage boy out of a really bad chick flick. But I suppose you have a point. Or, maybe we're supposed to be ice-cream buddies" Kurt grinned and Blaine nodded.

"Yeah."

They fell silent and carried on walking, coming up to the traffic now, the sound of the city hitting them.

" So, you have a boyfriend in your life? Or girlfriend?" Blaine asked suddenly and Kurt giggled.

"Honestly? You think I'd be straight?"

"Or bi? I don't know… I'm trying to be polite" Blaine smiled and Kurt shook his head.

"Nope. I'm recently single and ready to mingle." Kurt smiled and Blaine could see the light suddenly drain from his eyes.

"I'm sorry. Touchy subject?"

"Yep. But how about you?" Kurt asked and Blaine bit his lip.

"I'm gay, and my last boyfriend ended up being a total sweetheart." Blaine sighed and Kurt raised an eyebrow.

"What?"

"He asked me… to… um… he asked me to marry him." Blaine swallowed and Kurt let out a small gasp.

"Seriously? Oh that's…. not so great apparently… Sorry" he blushed slightly and Blaine let out a huff of air, mist swirling around his head.

" Yeah. I guess I wasn't ready for that kind of commitment… or he just wasn't th right guy." Blaine nodded and the pair came to a stop outside a rather tall and rather run down building.

"This is my stop" Kurt gave a small sigh and Blaine smiled.

"Thank you for sharing ice-cream with me Kurt Hummel." Blaine held out his hand and Kurt shook it with a smile.

"It was my pleasure Mr Anderson. I take it you won't be hanging around my work anymore?" Kurt asked as he leant against the door, Blaine shaking his head.

"I don't think so, I don't want to get you into trouble" Blaine sighed and Kurt nodded.

"Fair point. Well then. I suppose this is it Mr Anderson" Kurt smiled and Blaine nodded.

"Have a nice night Kurt." He gave Kurt a wave and began to walk away, Kurt pulling him back, a small smile playing on his lips.

"You know. I could always scrap my one rule, just for tonight" He smiled and Blaine swallowed.

"You…."

" Catch on quick Anderson" Kurt rolled his eyes and Blaine looked stunned.

"This was… this was a date?" he asked and Kurt fixed Blaine's scarf again, smirking slightly.

"If you want it to be." He grinned and Blaine looked at the other man, those glasz eyes almost begging him to stay.

"You barely know me," Blaine whispered and Kurt nodded, moving a little closer, their chests now pressed together.

"I want to get to know you Blaine. All of you." Kurt breathed and Blaine felt the young mans hot breath on his ear, his body shivering.

" Kurt…I… I don't know…" Blaine swallowed and Kurt pressed their noses together.

"Blaine" he sighed and Blaine proceeded to trip backwards of the steps and land in a set of bushes.

"Blaine!" Kurt cried, rushing forward to the others mans aid, though Blaine was already on his feet, eyes wide in shock.

"Sorry! Um… I should get going. I have… a thing… with my… um… Simon." Blaine swallowed and Kurt folded his arms across his chest.

"Simon?"

"Yeah… he's… well he's my cat… but he needs feeding… and if he doesn't get fed he gets grumpy and eats my socks, and I need them." Blaine rambled on and Kurt smiled, a small chuckle escaping his lips.

"That's fine. Goodnight Blaine" he walked forward and pressed his lips to Blaine's cheek for a second or two before he walked back up to the door, disappearing inside the building. Blaine let out an angry cry and stomped home. He had no idea what he'd just done, but he knew Wes would only have one thing to say to him.

Blaine Anderson, you my good man, are a total and utter dickhead.