A/N: HAPPY NEW YEAR READERS! Hope you're all having a great 2013 so far! I realised that maybe putting the song URLs at the beginning of each chapter might be a bit more sensible so you can have a listen whilst the song is being used. Just add each ending to the youtube . com URL. First song (sung by the McKinley boys) is Do You Feel What I Feel? by JLS (jump to 0:35) - /watch?v=olrHnKp95mY. Second song (background music) is Single Ladies by Beyoncé (btw, if you don't want your ovaries to explode or to die from fangirling, then I advise against watching this) - /watch?v=5Fr0dnSw64U. Third song (sung by Blaine and the Warblers) is Drive By by Train (jump to 0:10) - /watch?v=oxqnFJ3lp5k. Fourth song (sung by Sam, Finn & Puck featuring the Warblers) is Dancing in the Moonlight by Toploader - /watch?v=0yBnIUX0QAE. ENJOY THE CHAPTER :)

Warning: Some homophobic language half way through the chapter - only for about 4 sentences though

Dalton Academy - New Semester Party

Boarding House Dining Hall

Sunday 2nd September 2012

19.00 - 23.00

Music, food & entertainment throughout the evening

No alcohol or smoking allowed

Please be considerate to the neighbours surrounding our school by keeping the noise within the previously agreed limit

(Warblers: no inappropriate songs if you decide to burst out into song)

Hope you all have a great evening

~ Mr H Thornton ~

Kurt and Blaine walked down the grand staircase of the boarding house hand in hand. There were people rushing past them, really excited for the party already in full swing in the dining hall. They could hear the music's beat from their room, knowing that the party had started 30 minutes earlier than originally planned. It was only when they heard Sam and Joe leaving their room, laughing loudly at something they were talking about, that Blaine suggested they began to head down to the party.

Kurt walked stiffly beside him, his hand gripping Blaine's tighter when they reached the bottom of the stairs. Blaine asked, confused, "You okay, Kurt?" Kurt just nodded but didn't relax, "Hey, what's up?" Kurt shook his head. Blaine stopped and turned to look at Kurt, "You can tell me. Come on, we're friends."

Kurt held back a snigger at that, "Friends? Really? That's what you went with? If I remember rightly, you were kissing me less than an hour ago."

Blaine bit his lip, briefly reminiscing what happened upon Kurt's return but then snapped out of his daydream quickly, "That's not important right now. I can tell something's not right." He brought their hands up and wedged them in between their chests, lightly stroking Kurt's knuckles with his thumb, "What's up?"

Kurt sighed, not relaxing in the slightest as he did, "Well, these kinds of parties aren't really my thing. I prefer something much more black tie and calmer. And on top of that, I'm gonna be faced with Karofsky for the first time, and I just... I don't want him to get you involved. But if he knows about you, he will."

Blaine let go of Kurt's hand and took a step back, "If you want, we could just go back to our room and watch The Philosopher's Stone. I mean, there will be plenty more parties I can go to throughout the semester, and I want you to feel completely at ease with everything else before you even dare to step out of your comfort zone by doing something that you wouldn't normally." Kurt rolled his eyes and reached forward to take Blaine's hand, who took another step back, "As for not wanting Karofsky to know about us, maybe we should keep the physical contact to a minimum, just until the party's in full swing and it's so crowded in there that he won't find us that easily."

Kurt shook his head hesitantly, "Well, I'm not happy about that. I want to hold your hand, Blaine. And I want to go to the party. I don't want to be the reason you're not going, and by the sounds of things you'll only go if I do. So I'm going. Anyway, it could be fun."

Blaine smiled and laced his fingers between Kurt's once more, "Okay, I'll hold your hand. No more than that. Anyway, by the time you're in there, you'll want both arms to dance more freely. You'll have a blast. Trust me."

Blaine couldn't wait to see Kurt on the dance floor. He was almost certain that Kurt's hips could move in ways which would make it very difficult to not be turned on. He was also convinced that Kurt would loosen up and just appear like he felt free from everything, even if parties weren't his thing. Blaine was snapped out of his thoughts by a tug of his arm, and Kurt saying, "Come on. Let's go have some fun before the semester starts."

They swiftly walked across the foyer, both of them feeling excited about the thumping of the music behind the grand oak doors.

Kurt took a deep breath and pushed one of the doors open, stepping inside quickly before he changed his mind, with Blaine walking in right by his side. Kurt's jaw dropped open at the sight before him. The dining hall had been completely transformed. The oak tables were nowhere to be seen, creating a huge space for all the students to enjoy their evening in. The usual electrical chandeliers were switched off, being replaced by colourful floor lights lined up at the edge of the room; green and red lasers hung from the ceiling, creating patterns on the floor; several spotlights constantly moved around the room on their swivel joints attached to the edge of the wall and ceiling; and somewhere, although Kurt couldn't figure out where it was coming from, many ultraviolet lights made everything seem like it was tinted violet and other deep shades of purple. The maple balcony railings were covered in LED lights of all different colours, flashing one after the other as if the lights were moving across the hall in a line. The staff dining tables had also vanished, being replaced by a DJ table and several giant speakers, each of which helped to produce the loud, boisterous party music which would be playing throughout the night. Each curtain and window pane had fluorescent and glittery streamers hanging off them, only emphasised by all the different lights working their magic to change the atmosphere entirely. The room appeared to sparkle, until Kurt noticed that there was a large disco ball hanging from the centre of the ceiling, giving off the multitude of colourful sparkles that danced around the room.

Kurt couldn't believe what he was seeing. He wondered if this is what he had been missing out on whenever Finn was talking about all the parties he went to, and if so why he had declined so many plus-1 invitations that Finn had offered him to avoid taking Rachel so he could get drunk without worrying about a whining girlfriend. Blaine grinned beside him, tightening his grip, as he yelled over the loud lyric-less music track that was currently playing, "Welcome to your first Dalton Academy party."

Kurt stuttered, loud enough to be heard, "I-i-is this normally how these parties are?"

Blaine shouted beside him as he began to tug Kurt closer to the party, "They're different every time, but all of them last year were just as exciting."

Kurt grinned widely, squeezing Blaine's hand who squeezed back, "I think parties are becoming my thing, Anderson. Watch out, you might have yourself a party animal of a roommate. Might have a midnight room party one day."

Blaine turned to look at Kurt and put his arms around Kurt's waist, "Are you sure about that? Because every midnight of the semester, I plan to break the lights out rule and watch a film with you after our curfew."

Kurt's heart began to pound manically, and it wasn't because of the excitement the party had built up inside him, "Or maybe we can do that. Screw parties." Blaine tugged him slightly closer, their chests now touching and their faces really close. Kurt wanted to kiss Blaine right there and then, but instead he gently reminded Blaine, trying to wiggle out of his grip, "Blaine, you were the one who said no more than hand holding. What if Karofsky comes in?"

Blaine whined, "I know, Kurt. But have you seen yourself this evening?"

Kurt raised an eyebrow, "That's what a mirror is for, yes. I'm just dressed how I normally am."

Blaine bit his lip, "I don't know what it is. Maybe it's the lights, or maybe I'm on an adrenaline rush because of the atmosphere, or maybe I'm just falling for you that little bit harder, but you look amazing tonight."

"Whoa! This party is dope."

They both looked over at the door where all the other McKinley boys were now walking in. Puck patted Artie on the shoulder, "Right, let's find Hummel so we can show these Warblers what we're made of."

Kurt leant in and whispered into Blaine's ear, "You're about to see how the New Directions rocked their performances."

Blaine chuckled softly, "Bursting out in song is totally a Warbler thing to do. You guys will be great as Warblers."

Kurt pressed a kiss to Blaine's cheek, before taking Blaine's arms from around his waist, Blaine no longer fighting to keep Kurt in his arms. Kurt smiled as he began to inch over towards his friends, "I won't be long, but I doubt we will be able to dance together when I do get back. Pretty sure Karofsky will be loitering by that point."

Blaine nodded, "Okay, I understand. I- Just have fun performing out there. You'll do great."

The McKinley boys all congregated under the staff dining balcony, anxiously watching as the party was in full swing by the time they had managed to convince the DJ to play the backing track to the song they wanted to sing. It was rare for Kurt to hold any of their hands, but he was so nervous that he was gripping onto Finn and Joe's hands so tightly that their skin was paper white. Finn chuckled at his side, "Someone's nervous."

Kurt shot him an annoyed look, "I wouldn't have agreed to this if I had known you were giving me a solo. This is the whole school you do realise, and if Karofsky's here yet-"

Sam interrupted, "Kurt, chillax. So what if he's here and we're performing? He's terrorised us before so we know what to expect." Everyone nodded in agreement, with Kurt also giving a small, slow nod. Sam walked past Joe and stood in front of Kurt, "Plus, if you can find Blaine in this crowd, I'm sure singing to him will calm your nerves."

Kurt grimaced, "More likely to make my nerves worse. I'm trying to impress him still."

Before Sam could argue against that, the intro to their song echoed all around the huge dining hall, causing all the McKinley boys to snap into action and begin weaving in and out of the quietening crowd as Artie yelled, "Put your hands in the air baby."

Finn and Sam nodded at each other as they separated into the dancing students and began to sing:

There's a girl dancing dirty over there. Do you see what I see?
The way she moves I just had to stop and stare. Do you see what I see?

Kurt weaved in and out of the Dalton student population, desperate to find his short, golden-eyed, gel-haired roommate, hoping that Sam was right and his nerves would disappear as soon as he saw him. So far, there was little success as almost the entire student population must have been there by now, close on 750 people.

Joe and Puck joined in singing with Finn and Sam, with Mike and Artie making a dancing circle in the centre of the hall so Mike could show off some of his dance moves:

There's a DJ playing all our favourite songs. Do you hear what I hear?
We be drinking so we all just sing along. Do you hear what I hear?

Suddenly, Kurt was faced with Blaine, who had been shoving his way through the crowd to meet Kurt. Kurt grinned from ear to ear with Blaine mirroring his facial expression. Without thinking fully, Kurt placed his hands on Blaine's hips as they gently swayed to the music, his tight orange capri pants not leaving much to the imagination as he did. Kurt bit his lip, lightly stroking his thumbs over Blaine's hips thoughtlessly as he sang his solo, eyes locking with Blaine's beautiful, deep golden ones:

Dancing with you is so easy cause you're beautiful.
You make it hard for me, boy every time we're on the floor.
I wanna kiss you cause I gotta know that tonight is real.
Do you feel what I feel?

Kurt let go of Blaine's hips and, with a flirtatious wink, turned around and head towards the centre of the hall, where all the others had now congregated, with a lot of students stopping to watch Mike's dancing and flips. He could see out of the corner of his eye his roommate following close behind. Kurt chuckled to himself. Little did Blaine know that at the end of the evening, Kurt was going to make everything awkward when he asked for them to make what they have official, ending all the fun they seemed to have together.

All the McKinley boys were now standing around the edge of the circle, jumping and swaying a little to the music as everyone else jumped frantically behind them. All the McKinley boys chorused together:

Do you feel what I feel? Do you feel what I feel?
This beat is killing the club.
Do you feel what I feel?
Two people falling in love.

Artie wheeled himself into the centre of the circle as Mike did a backflip to the edge, and began rapping in true Artie Abrams style, energetically and with plenty of ease:

Can you feel the temperature rising?
Do you feel the drink in your cup?
Let me cast a beat and we'll ride it.
Go ahead and put your hands up.

Puck then began to yell over the music:

Put your hands in the air baby.
Put your hands up, put your hands up.
Put your hands up, put your hands up.
Do you feel what I feel?

Kurt took Blaine's hand in his own and dragged him to the centre of the circle with the other McKinley boys, unable to care about whether or not Karofsky saw because he was so hyped from giving this performance. He had really missed performing as a group. He had performed in his bedroom a lot during the summer, and was sometimes joined by Rachel and Mercedes, and one time even Finn, but there was nothing like getting out into the real world and putting on a show, especially at his first high school party where the adrenaline was already pumping through his veins. All the McKinley boys were smiling at each other, giving the group nods of approval. They had clearly missed doing things like this too. They all sang enthusiastically together:

This beat is killing the club. Do you feel what I feel?
Two people falling in love. Do you feel what I feel?
This beat is killing the club. Do you feel what I feel?
Two people falling in love. Do you feel what I feel?
Do you feel, do you feel, do you feel what I feel?
Do you feel what I feel? Do you feel what I feel?

The track stopped and there was a moment of silence before there was a lot of cheering, almost deafening them it was so loud. Blaine pulled Kurt into a hug and whispered in his ear, "I wanna kiss you because I got to know that tonight is real."

Kurt smiled down at Blaine, trying to cover up the chill his words sent down his spine. He looked around the entire hall with Karofsky nowhere to be seen, before craning his neck down to meet Blaine's lips with his own. They stood there kissing for what felt like hours but couldn't have been more than a few seconds, much to both of their disappointment.

Kurt only pulled away because he heard the next song being played and was immediately annoyed:

All the single ladies, all the single ladies.
All the single ladies, all the single ladies.
All the single ladies, all the single ladies.
All the single ladies, now put your hands up.

He turned his head to look at Finn, eyes narrowing, but not leaving Blaine's hug. Finn walked over to them and shrugged, "I know you can't resist dancing to this."

Kurt yelled angrily, "You set me up! Finn Hudson! You have 3 seconds to run!"

Finn shrugged once more, "Dude, what's the worst thing that could happen? Besides, you know you'll enjoy doing it."

Kurt nodded slowly, rolling his eyes, "Okay, fine. But ask if he can go from the beginning."

Finn rushed through the crowd and over to the balcony, hoisting himself up by the railing and asking the DJ to restart the song. As the track started to replay, he pushed Blaine away, as that seemed to be the only way to get rid of him for a minute, and went to stand in the centre of the space, taking a deep breath in before starting his Single Ladies routine, the one which his father caught him doing with Tina and Britney just under a year ago, swaying his hips fluidly as he did:

All the single ladies, all the single ladies.
All the single ladies, all the single ladies.
All the single ladies, all the single ladies.
All the single ladies, now put your hands up.

He looked over at Blaine, who stood with his mouth hanging open, ignoring the fact that David and Wes were both shaking him teasingly. Kurt had a clear idea in his mind as to why Finn had really set this up. Finn knew that there would be some sort of reaction from Blaine, and was almost certain that it would be one of shock, whether for the fact that Kurt had a dance routine in the first place or the fact that he was moved his hips as freely as he did. Kurt took his eyes off Blaine, just concentrating on getting this routine right instead of making a bigger fool of himself than he was already doing:

Up in the club, we just broke up. I'm doing my own little thing.
You decided to dip but now you wanna trip, cause another brother noticed me.
I'm up on him, he up on me, don't pay him any attention.
Cause I cried my tears, for three good years, ya can't be mad at me.

Kurt was too busy concentrating on his routine that he didn't realise who was making his way through the crowd. The McKinley boys all let their faces drop into a frown, yelling, "KURT! Stop! We have a problem!" But Kurt kept on dancing:

Cause if you liked it then you should have put a ring on it.
If you liked it then you should've put a ring on it.
Don't be mad once you see that he want it.
If you liked it then you should've put a ring on it.
Wuh uh oh uh uh oh oh uh oh uh uh oh!

"Faggot! I see blending in hasn't worked out for you!"

Kurt jumped backwards, looking up for the first time since he broke eye contact with Blaine. There he stood. David Karofsky. Towering above everyone else in the room, his stomach sticking out more than ever, and his hair cut in such a way that Kurt could briefly pity him, David Karofsky still looked like the menacing bully who had made Kurt's life a misery for the past two years. Karofsky yelled, "Are you just looking to get beaten up? Oh, of course you are. I bet you fags love being rough in bed. Bet you get turned on by getting hurt. That's the thing with you homos. You always have the weirdest kinks."

PUNCH! Karofsky fell to the floor, clutching his cheek in his hands as blood began to drip out of his split lip. Kurt's eyes widened, unable to tell who did it at first as he had seen several of his friends lunge forward. He didn't care if he had several people acting like a shield at this point; he wanted to punch Karofsky himself but knew that he didn't have any real strength to make it have an effect on Karofsky's rock hard jaw. Puck yelled, "Mess with my boy Hummel one more time ever and I'm sure I'll do a repeat of that special Puckerman delivery and throw in a package for your mini Karofsky as well." Karofsky grunted slightly before being interrupted by Puck continuing, "How about you scram, Karofsky? Oh, and if you rat me out, be sure to remember what I did, because I could do a lot worse. And when they ask why I did it, don't hesitate to repeat your words. Now beat it!"

Karofsky scrambled to his feet clumsily, giving Puck a look which could have killed and then darted his eyes towards Kurt, who shiver in fear at the eye contact. Karofsky then ran out the room, with no form of interaction with anyone else. The party was silent for a few more seconds before music started playing again, luckily for Kurt it was no longer Single Ladies, and people began chatting amongst themselves, pretending as if nothing had just happened. Finn muttered into Kurt's ear, "Dude, I'm so sorry."

Kurt shook his head, "Don't be. I was having so much fun until Karofsky came in."

Kurt's knees collapsed, unable to support his weight any longer. He just needed a minute to take a deep breath and to understand what just happened.

Before Dalton, Puckerman would have never stood up for him like that. It was almost as if they actually had a decent friendship and were not under a silent agreement to get along because they were in the same club. But it wasn't just Puck either. It was nearly the entire group, apart from Artie who tried to ram his wheelchair into Karofsky's legs instead. He could understand Finn's reaction, but with the others, he felt like maybe they were truly friends, and not just sticking together because of all coming from McKinley together.

Kurt looked around to see who had caught him, surprised that Blaine had managed to catch him when he was standing opposite Kurt a few seconds ago. He whispered into Kurt's ear, "I've got you, babe."

Kurt smirked a little as Blaine lowered him to the floor and then knelt in front of him, "Babe again?"

Blaine took Kurt's hand in his, "I don't know. It just feels right. I can stop if you want."

Kurt shook his head, "No. No, don't. I like it. Is that weird?"

Blaine chuckled slightly, almost being knocked over by a couple of people jumping up and down to the music, "I don't know. Depends on everything."

Kurt smiled, changing the subject, "Doubt we'll see Karofsky again tonight."

Blaine threw a hug around Kurt, overjoyed by the thought, "Does that mean we get to dance together and I can kiss you whenever I want to?" Kurt nodded as Blaine continued, "Would it be weird to call this a date?"

Kurt leant back to look Blaine in the eyes, whilst still staying in the hug. Kurt looked for any signs of Blaine joking. Kurt's eyes widened slightly when he realised that Blaine was far from joking around. He bit his lip and looked down at the floor, "Blaine. I- Yes. Yes it would be because that would mean we're dating. And we're not dating, are we?"

Blaine smiled, trying to hide his anxiety, "I've been thinking about-"

"Anderson! We need to show these McKinley guys what we're made of when it comes to impromptu performances."

Blaine's eyes flickered over to David who was waving his hand for Blaine to go over and join the Warblers. Blaine sighed and pulled himself to his feet before extending a hand for Kurt to take. As he pulled Kurt up, he said coyly, "This conversation isn't over, okay?"

Kurt nodded, and replied shyly, "Okay."

Blaine let go of the other boy's hand, gave him a reserved wink and then walked off, leaving Kurt standing in the middle of the hall. Suddenly, he felt a hand on his shoulder. He turned to see Puck standing there, looking concerned, "Are you okay, Hummel? I'm sure Karofsky won't bug you anymore." Kurt nodded before Puck asked, "So, what was Blaine talking about which made you go all shy?"

Kurt didn't know what to say. He thought Blaine might have been about to ask if he could call him his boyfriend. Kurt responded bashfully, "He- he wanted to know if it would be weird to call tonight a date. And then he was saying he'd been thinking about... something. I don't know what. But I think- I think he was about to make everything official."

Puck's eyes lit up, "Congrats, Hummel. About time you had someone in your life who makes you happy."

Next thing Kurt knew, he caught himself smiling at Puck's words and then asking, "Puck, are we friends?"

Puck placed his hand on Kurt's shoulder again, "Well, yeah. I'd say we are."

Kurt's smile grew, "Well, if we're friends, can I ask you a favour?"

"Anything, Hummel."

Blaine and the Warblers stood on the steps leading up to the staff balcony in perfect formation, waiting for whatever song was playing to finish and for their track to start. Jeff stood with the DJ at the DJ table, preparing to take over just whilst the DJ took a quick 5-minute break. 5 minutes to perform; 5 minutes to out-perform the New Directions boys; 5 minutes to impress the Dalton student population once more.

Blaine watched as the DJ shuffled his way down the stairs of the other side of the room, past some of his fellow Warblers, through the crowd and then out the grand oak doors.

Thad looked up from his step at Blaine, "I really don't feel comfortable performing out of our uniforms."

Blaine chuckled in response, "Suck it up. It's not like we were going to leave the party to get our blazers on. It's far too awesome in here."

Thad began to protest, "But, Blaine, it's Warbler traditio-"

He was cut off by the introduction to the song they had planned. Blaine looked straight ahead out into the party, everybody dancing and generally having a good time. He caught sight of Kurt, who was chatting animatedly with Puck, Finn and Sam, who were replying enthusiastically to whatever Kurt had been saying to them. He couldn't take his eyes off of Kurt as he began to sing:

On the upside of a downward spiral, my love for you went viral,
And I loved you every mile you drove away, but now here you are again.
So let's skip the "how you been", and get down to the "more than friends" at last.
Oh but that one night is still the highlight, I didn't need you until I came to,
And I was overwhelmed and frankly scared as hell, because I really fell for you.

All the other Warblers began to walk down the stairs and stand at the sides of the room, whilst Blaine ran up the stairs to join Jeff at the DJ table, putting his arm around Jeff's shoulder as he did. All the Warblers chorused together, each of the grinning widely:

Oh I swear to you, I'll be there for you,
This is not a drive by.
Just a shy guy looking for a two-ply, hefty bag to hold my love.
When you move me everything is groovy.
They don't like it sue me, either way you do me.
Oh I swear to you, I'll be there for you,
This is not a drive by.

Finally, Kurt looked up at Blane, their eyes locking with each other's from across the room. Kurt was smiling widely, unable to hide his happiness from the conversation he was jut having. Or maybe it was the fact that he felt the same way as Blaine felt every time he looked at Kurt, as if the world was at peace. Blaine didn't drop eye contact as he sung alone, the music dropping in volume a little to emphasise his voice:

Please believe that when I leave,
There's nothing up my sleeve but love for you,
And a little time to get my head together too.
On the other side of a street I knew, stood a boy that looked like you,
I guess that's déjà vu, but I thought this can't be true cause,

Blaine broke the eye contact, unable to take how fast his heart was racing from watching Kurt smiling at him. His smile was perfect and brighter than the Sun, permanently causing Blaine to melt inside.

The Warblers all joined in once more, all taking a moment to glance at Blaine who nodded in approval:

Oh I swear to you, I'll be there for you,
This is not a drive by.
Just a shy guy looking for a two-ply, hefty bag to hold my love.
When you move me everything is groovy.
They don't like it sue me, either way you do me.
Oh I swear to you, I'll be there for you,
This is not a drive by.

Blaine hugged into Jeff, unable to contain how proud he was of the Warblers being able to move on since the seniors graduated. There was nothing like bursting out into song with his friends and knowing that they put enough confidence in Blaine to lead the way now.

Blaine only just registered the applause when he pulled away from the hug and patted the taller, blonde boy on the shoulder. He scanned the room to find Kurt once more, who was jumping up and down applauding, a flash of proudness sweeping across his face. Blaine gave Kurt a small smile across the room, unsure of whether to go over and see him or not after the awkward way he left their conversation. So instead, he walked down the stairs and over to David, Wes and Thad, who were congratulating him. But instead of saying thank you, Blaine spluttered out, "Guys, I screwed up."

Thad replied, "No you didn't, Anderson. That was incredible."

Blaine shook his head, "No, not the performance. With Kurt."

Wes patted Blaine's shoulder, "What happened?"

Blaine's eyes flashed with hurt, "I asked if it would be weird to count this - tonight - as a date. Because I mean, it's difficult to come up with date ideas when we spend our week here and then he goes home over the weekends when the day trip buses to Columbus are, and... I wasn't thinking straight when I asked him."

David replied sympathetically, "Don't worry. He'll come around. He's your boyfriend after all." Blaine looked down and shuffled his feet awkwardly, much like he had done when Thad had figured out Blaine wanted to make it officially. David continued, "You didn't make it official, did you?"

Blaine looked up and narrowed his eyes at David, "If you had given me thirty seconds more before you called me over, it might have been. Maybe. But I'm not sure he wants it."

Wes chuckled lightly, "I saw you two walk in, you know. Not everyone was here yet but I saw you. He was surprised at how awesome this party is, and then you were hugging. I saw the look in his eyes as you pulled him into that hug, and he definitely wants this, possibly even more than you want it."

Blaine smiled halfheartedly, "You think?" Wes nodded and then smiled wider as he looked over Blaine's shoulder, "Maybe you should talk to him."

Blaine turned to see Kurt squeezing past other students who were dancing, jumping around and chatting amongst each other. Blaine turned back and murmured, "Wish me luck."

The other three boys all walked off into the crowd, ready to rave in the last 30 minutes of the party. Blaine shuffled around nervously, fumbling with his hands as he thought about how he was going to phrase his desire to Kurt.

The Warblers had finished singing, and Kurt had to admit that despite the McKinley boys' tenacity, the Warblers had an edge they never had. Kurt was almost certain that it was their perfect synchronisation of movements whilst back in the New Directions, it was all mainly freestyle when they burst into song in the choir room.

Finn was grinning widely at Kurt as he applauded the Warblers, knowing that Kurt's claps were primarily for Blaine. He yelled over the noise, "Kurt, how about you go and start dancing with him. We'll go talk to Jeff about the plan."

Kurt could only nod, before he ran off, unable to contain his excitement. He was going to get to dance with Blaine properly at the first party he'd been to since back in the 5th grade, where the bouncy castle deflated right on top of him. He didn't have many good experiences with parties, but he was going to make sure that this party was different.

Over the heads of the partying students, Kurt could see Blaine talking to Wes, Thad and David, his expression unreadable as Kurt could only see the back of his head, but he persevered, desperate to be in Blaine's arms without any anxiety over who was watching. He saw Blaine turn around and then turn back before the other three left and he was all alone. That was until Kurt wrapped his arms around him from behind and rested his chin on the shorter boy's shoulder, "Hey you. Have I ever told you how beautiful your voice is?"

Blaine spun around in Kurt's arms and put his own arms around Kurt's waist, Kurt moving his arms around Blaine's neck instead. Blaine smiled up at Kurt, "Has someone spiked your soda or something?"

Kurt shook his head, "No, I just think that you have the voice of an angel." Blaine blushed a little before Kurt continued, "I mean, heaven's gotta be searching for you. Seriously."

Blaine grinned widely, "I don't see it. Just like you don't see how amazing you are."

Kurt shook his head, "No one else would agree with you."

Blaine protested, "I don't get why though. You're the most attractive person I know. It's no contest between you and the rest of the world."

Kurt couldn't find any words to say, so instead he leant down and kissed Blaine, unable to take in the fact that Blaine was moaning a little into the kiss, which sent a chill down Kurt's spine. Kurt pulled away and sighed, but before he could say anything, Puck was tapping on one of the microphones by the DJ table, "Hello, Dalton? You hear me?"

Everyone let out a slight cheer as they turned to look at Puck, Finn and Sam all standing on the balcony with Jeff preparing the music, watching the doors closely hoping that he'd be able to rejoin the party down below soon.

Puck continued, "Just want to start off by saying thank you to everyone for being so nice to all us newbies, not just the McKinley guys, but to everyone. And also, this party is rocking. Can't wait for the next one." There were a few cheers, but Puck kept on talking, "We would like to dedicate this song to my boy Hummel and his roommate, Blaine Anderson. This one's for you guys."

Blaine raised an eyebrow at Kurt as the introduction started to the song. Kurt began to gently sway to the music, trying to get into the right mood to have the conversation that so clearly needed to happen. Blaine asked, "Was this your idea?"

Kurt responded happily, "It was my idea for them to sing this, but the dedication had nothing to do with me."

Blaine joined in swaying to the music and Kurt rested his head on Blaine's shoulder, as Puck began to sing the song, with Finn and Sam joining in shortly afterwards:

We get it on most every night, when that moon is big and bright.
It's a supernatural delight, everybody's dancing in the moonlight.
We get everybody here is out of sight. They don't bark and they don't bite.
They keep things loose, they keep it tight, everybody's dancing in the moonlight.

"Kurt, you know how I said I'd been thinking but never finished what I was saying."

"Mmhmm."

"Well, do you want to know what I've been thinking about?"

Kurt shifted his head so he could into Blaine's honey tinted eyes, the colour blending with a hazel starburst surrounding his iris. He took a deep breath in, "Yeah, but first I have something to ask."

Blaine smirked slightly, "I said I have something to say first so let me say mine first."

Kurt shook his head, "Say it together and see what happens?"

Dancing in the moonlight.
Everybody's feeling warm and bright.
It's such a fine and natural sight.
Everybody's dancing in the moonlight.

Blaine took a second to think it over before nodding in agreement, "Okay, you count down and we'll say what we have to say."

Kurt took in another deep breath, nervous that he had made everything up in his head and he was on his own in having some form of any real emotional connections with the boy in his arms. He sighed heavily, "Okay... 3, 2, 1."

"Will you be my boyfriend, Kurt?"

"I want to start calling you my boyfriend, Blaine."

"Oh."

Kurt's eyes widened for a second before replying to Blaine's question, "Yes. A million times yes."

We like our fun and we never fight, you can't dance and stay uptight.
It's a supernatural delight, everybody was dancing in the moonlight.

Blaine just blinked a few times, confused by what just happened, "Wait. You wanted to take this step too? You've been wanting to take this- how long for?"

Kurt shrugged, "Since we began texting pick up lines to each other."

Blaine slowly rubbed his nose against Kurt's thoughtlessly, the warmth of Kurt's breath ghosting past his lips, "That's weird because that was about the same time I thought about this."

Dancing in the moonlight.
Everybody's feeling warm and bright.
It's such a fine and natural sight.
Everybody's dancing in the moonlight.

Kurt smiled widely, "So this is really happening? We're official?"

Blaine pressed a brief kiss to Kurt's lips, "Wouldn't trade this moment for the world."

Kurt squealed happily, unable to contain his excitement. Kurt Hummel, of all people, the boy who had been bullied because of his sexuality at his previous schools, had a boyfriend.

Dancing in the moonlight.
Everybody's feeling warm and bright.
It's such a fine and natural sight.
Everybody's dancing in the moonlight.

Blaine began to nuzzle in Kurt's neck, but he looked up when he heard Kurt was saying something but was unsure what he had said. He asked, "What was that, babe? I didn't hear you."

Kurt repeated what he said before, "As much as I love it when you do that, I also really like looking into your eyes." Blaine bit his lip, clearly conflicted with what to do. Kurt simpered as he continued, "Plus, if we're like this then I can..."

He leant in closer, their lips only a millimetre away. Blaine wanted to grin but he also wanted to kiss him. He whispered against Kurt's lips, "Oh yes we can."

Blaine closed the small gap between their lips, kissing Kurt as if nothing else mattered to him, the kiss deepening as time went on.

Dancing in the moonlight.
Everybody's feeling warm and bright.
It's such a fine and natural sight.
Everybody's dancing in the moonlight.
Dancing in the moonlight.

Kurt pulled away, resting his forehead against Blaine's, breathing heavily, "I'm so glad we found each other."

Blaine huffed, "Me too. Promise me we won't lose each other?"

Kurt smiled, "I promise."

There was a part of Kurt, however, which knew that the future's unknown, and so although he did promise, it might not have been a promise he could keep under some circumstances. But for, he was Blaine's, Blaine was his, and that was all that truly mattered to him. And at no point was he planning on letting go.

Dear Journal,

That party was insane. They went for a fluorescent/glowing sort of thing and it was just insane. Did I mention it was insane? Because it was most definitely insane. Okay, insane is starting to look weird so I'm going to stop writing it.

The atmosphere was incredible. Everyone was having an amazing time. It was brilliant on so many levels. Trust me, it was the best party ever.

The Warblers performed this evening. Always wanted to sing Drive By, and finally got to. Was such a rush. The McKinley transfers sang too, and Kurt was singing to me. Yeah, to me. And he was dancing with me and everything was perfect when Finn, Sam and Puck were singing. It was perfection. Everything's perfect!

So I'm gonna keep this brief. Kurt's my boyfriend now. IT'S OFFICIAL! I want to scream it to the world that he's mine, but for now, we need to keep it on the down low. It's not I'm ashamed. It's more the fact that this Karofsky could end up hurting Kurt, and I don't want to be the reason he gets hurt. But regardless of that asshole, Kurt and I... It feels so right. It really does. There was this instant connection and I'm just... So happy whenever he's around. He's just amazing.

Everything's the way it's supposed to be. Everything's perfect!

- Blaine

Dear Journal,

First party since the 5th grade, first group performance at Dalton, first slow dance, first boyfriend.

First boyfriend.

Blaine Devon Anderson.

My first boyfriend.

I'm done.

I have nothing to say.

How the most gorgeous guy I've ever known is my boyfriend, I'll never understand.

Blaine's my first boyfriend.

We're boyfriends.

- Kurt

A/N: Thanks for reading. I hope you enjoyed this chapter. PLEASE REVIEW :D - foreveragleek44