Kurt was awoken the next morning to the entire glee club jumping on his bed. They had all stayed up so late the previous night that they had all slept over. And apparently now it was time to wake up.

"Wake up!" Puck said loudly in his ear.

"Yeah!" Lauren was at his other ear. "Up and at 'em, Kurt!"

The large group ate breakfast and got ready to go, the girls getting into the previous night's disguises and the boys watching in amusement.

"You went to all that trouble to spy on one person?" Artie asked.

"Of course," Rachel replied. "Now you boys will need to sit somewhere behind Blaine but out of sight from everybody else too. You're all too easily recognizable."

All the boys rolled their eyes, but agreed.

"Now you all need to get out," Kurt said loudly. "Blaine'll be here in about ten minutes."

"Fine. We'll meet you at the Lima Bean later," Mercedes said.

Everyone hugged Kurt and they all left, leaving Kurt to plan what he was going to say.

"I know what you've been up to," he said aloud. "No, too vague. I know that you've been cheating on me? No, I can't say that without tearing up. How about—"

This aloud musings were interrupted by the ringing of the doorbell.

"Hey," Blaine said when Kurt opened the door. He brushed his lips against Kurt's but instead of deepening the kiss like he usually would, Kurt stepped away. All he could think about was that Alexander had probably kissed those same lips.

"Come on in," Kurt said. "I just need to get my bag and then we can go."

He rushed up the stairs before Blaine could say anything to collect his bags, vowing not to cry anymore.

"Are you alright?" Blaine asked as Kurt began to drive his car to the coffee shop. "You look like you've been crying."

"I was watching a series of sad movies with the girls last night," Kurt lied smoothly. "P.S. I Love You, The Notebook, you know. That type of stuff."

Blaine nodded, but something on his face told Kurt that he didn't buy it.

Kurt walked into the shop and saw all of his friends disguised in various parts of the shop. He caught Rachel's eye and made a face.

"The usual?" Blaine asked.

"Yes," Kurt said, opening his wallet.

"Don't worry about it," Blaine waved his hand.

"I'll get us a table, then."

Kurt walked away and picked a table right in the centre, beside the one that Rachel and Mercedes were sitting at.

Blaine returned and sat at the seat across from Kurt, taking his hand. "So do you want to tell me what's really going on? Why are you so upset?"

"I know, Blaine," Kurt said.

"Know what?"

"I know what you've been doing behind my back. How you've been—cheating –been cheating on me."

"I don't know what you're talking about," Blaine said, confusion on his face. Fake confusion, Kurt was sure.

"Are you really going to play dumb?" Kurt asked, now getting angry.

"I honestly don't know what you're talking about."

"Alexander!" Kurt yelled. "You've been cheating on me with some guy named Alexander!"

"How do you know about him?"

"Well, first I saw you at the mall with him, and watched you give him a long, lingering hug. But I decided to give you the benefit of the doubt because I thought you loved me. So I asked Wes and David about the guy you'd been seeing and they didn't know who he was. Suspicious, no? So I did a little research with the girls. We found out that you have had several dated with him scheduled and yesterday we overheard your conversation here. "

"A little research?" Blaine asked sin shock. "As in, spied on me? You looked through my phone?"

"Well I needed to find out the truth, didn't I?"

"I can't believe you would do that!" Blaine cried. "You don't trust me?"

"You're CHEATING on me, Blaine. I think that's the bigger issue at hand."

"Actually," Blaine hissed. "It's not. If you had have asked me about it, you would have found out the truth, but instead you invaded my privacy and came to your own conclusions."

"So you're not even going to deny that you're cheating on me?" Kurt asked as he stood up. "I can't believe I thought I loved you, Blaine Anderson." His stupid eyes were filling with tears again.

Most of the cafe was watching the pair now, as they were being extremely loud. He marched away, not listening as Blaine called after him.

Soon he was running, tears streaming from his already red eyes and staining his cheeks.

"Wait up!" Kurt heard his stepbrother's voice calling as he ran to catch up. "Kurt! Wait!"

"What do you want, Finn?" Kurt asked through his tears as he opened the door to his car, not caring that he was Blaine's ride home.

Finn got in the passenger's seat.

"You alright?" Finn asked.

"My boyfriend just cheated on me, Finn. Do you think I'm alright?"

"I'll take that as a no then," Finn muttered. "You know you can talk to me about this, right, dude? "I mean, I know what it's like, having someone cheat on you...twice. It sucks. It feels like you're dying inside."

"Yeah," Kurt sniffed. "It's like he just ripped out my heart and put it in the hands of Alexander the I'm-so-great."

"That's exactly how I felt when Rachel and Quinn cheated on me with Puck. It really hurts. The pain'll numb eventually, though."

"Oh, Finn," Kurt said. "I know you're trying to help. I really just don't want to talk about it. If you want to help than you can run into the grocery store and pick me up a tub of chocolate ice cream."

"Are you going to go all emotional eating on me?" Finn asked. "What would the health-conscious Kurt be saying?" Finn was teasing now.

"The health-conscious Kurt didn't have his boyfriend cheat on him," Kurt sniffed. "Now get me my ice cream and make everyone leave me alone." He pulled into the parking lot of the grocery store and handed Finn ten dollars. "Ice cream, now."

"Geez," Finn muttered. "You're bossy when you're heartbroken."

"FINN!"

"All right," he said. "I'm going."

Before Kurt knew it, he was back at home with Finn answering the door and phone telling everyone to leave Kurt alone.

Kurt was devouring his way through the ice cream, listening to sad music at the same time.

There was a rap on the front door and Kurt listened to Finn tell whoever it was to go away.

"Please, Finn," Blaine's voice came. "I just need to talk to him."

"No way, dude. You cheated on my brother. I really ought to hit you right now, but I'm not 'cause that would make Kurt mad and coach Beiste says not to hit people unless they're on the field."

"Finn," Blaine was pleading. "I just want to speak to him."

"No," Finn's voice was firm. "Go away."

"No. Not until I see Kurt."

Kurt sighed and rolled out of his bed, knowing that Blaine's stubbornness would make him stay until he got what he wanted. He made his way down the stairs to the landing and when he saw Blaine's his stomach jumped. He felt a little like he was going to vomit, but he pushed it away.

"Go away, Blaine," he said. "We're done. Go hang out with Alexander, your new boyfriend."

"Kurt, I just want to talk to you. Let me explain. Can I just do that?"

Kurt hesitated. He knew that what Blaine did was unforgivable, but it couldn't hurt to listen, could it? "This had better be good. Finn, go watch TV."

"No way, dude. I'm not leaving you alone with him." Finn crossed his arms stubbornly, his feet rooted firmly in the ground.

"Yes, you are."

"Fine. I'll be right in the living room, though. One room over." He slowly moved towards the door, not taking his eyes off of Blaine. Kurt had no doubt that as the door slammed behind his stepbrother Finn was listening with his ear pressed against the door.

Kurt rolled his eyes before turning to face Blaine. "You have two minutes before I kick you out of my home. Go."

"Kurt," Blaine began. "I didn't cheat on you."

"Then how do you explain that Alexander kid?"

"I'm getting there. Would you let me speak?"

"Sorry."

"I didn't cheat on you. I didn't deny it at first because I was annoyed that you had gone through my phone. Alexander is my cousin on my dad's side. He and I used to be really close as kids until my dad and his mom got into a gigantic fight when we were ten. Our parents refused to speak to each other, and Alexander moved across the country. At the end of school this year, though, he found me again. He ran away from his parents after they found out that he was gay and flipped. His dad beat him. But neither of our parents can know that he's here or he'll have to go back. He's not eighteen yet. I didn't tell you because he made me swear not to tell anyone."

Kurt pondered this. Blaine's face seemed so honest and heartfelt.

"It was a gigantic mistake not telling you," Blaine continued. "I never meant to hurt you."

"So what was the 'I'll tell him on the weekend' conversation?" Kurt asked.

"You heard that?" Blaine asked. "Oh my god. You were the Bieber kid, weren't you? I thought I heard Rachel's voice through a walkie-talkie but I chalked it up to an overactive imagination. You were spying on me?"

"Answer my questions and I'll answer yours."

"Fine," Blaine was a little huffy now. "Alexander wants to tell my dad that he's here. He thinks that he can help him. I disagree. I think my dad'll send him back to his home. Any more questions?"

Kurt shook his head. Was Blaine telling the truth? It certainly sounded like it. And nobody would make up a story like that just to cover up cheating.

"Excellent," Blaine said. "Now I think it's your turn to explain. You invaded my privacy, Kurt."

"I know," Kurt said. "But wouldn't you do the same if roles were reversed?"

"No," Blaine said. "I would have asked what was up. You jumped to conclusions and spied on me. How can I trust you if you don't trust me?"

"I'm really sorry about that," Kurt said. "I just needed to know. I mean, you're good looking, smart, adorable and charming. You could get any guy you want and I guess I was feeling a bit inadequate. I never should have invaded your privacy like that, and I'm sorry. The girls and I also shouldn't have spied on your date with him and the girls shouldn't have spied on us today."

"Wait—the girls were there today?"

"So were the boys. What can I say? My friends care."

"Wow. You guys really did do thorough research." Blaine remarked. "Why didn't they just butt out?"

"Because they're my friends." Kurt said, slightly disbelievingly. Normally he would defend them, but since things were so rocky, he decided to let it drop. "So are we all right?"

"I don't know," Blaine replied honestly. "I can't believe you would invade my privacy like that. You spied on me. You went through my phone. I'm assuming you looked him up on facebook, too. I don't know how I can trust you not to jump to conclusions like that."

"I'm sorry," Kurt replied. "But look at it from my perspective—my handsome boyfriend was seen hugging another, very good looking man in public while his boyfriend is inadequate and not worthy of him."

"Kurt, you know that's not true. But I wish you had asked me about it instead of snooping."

"I really am sorry, Blaine. But I'm not the only one to blame in this. You kept secrets from me. Cheating or not, I still didn't know that Alexander even existed. Why couldn't you tell me?"

"Because nobody was supposed to know he's here! He could get sent back to his dad!" Blaine was raising his voice in frustration now.

"I'm your boyfriend! You really think I would have told? I don't believe in telling other people's secrets and you know that!" Kurt's voice was steadily rising too.

"It's not like it's any of your business, regardless."

"Oh, it's not my business?" Kurt said, snapping. "It's not my business that my BOYFRIEND has some important issues going on in his life and won't tell me about them? You let me believe you were cheating on me! You let me wonder what wasn't good enough about me; about why you were doing that to someone you said you loved. And while I shouldn't have snooped, that doesn't change the fact that you were keeping secrets and that was wrong too."

"I don't have to stand here and listen to this, Kurt."

"Then leave," Kurt replied. "You're the one who came here."

"I came here to fix things, but you're being awfully difficult."

"At least I apologized."

"Yeah, because you did something wrong. I didn't."

"Really? I think keeping secrets is a pretty big thing."

"Stop acting so self-righteous all the time. You're far from perfect too, you know. You have trust issues. People have hurt you in the past, I know that, but your inability to trust has now affected our relationship. I get that you've been betrayed by people before. You've been hurt. Karofsky threatened you out of school, your New Directions don't appreciate you, your mom died and left you and your dad alone. But that doesn't mean you can assume that I'm going to do that same."

Kurt recoiled at those words, his eyes filling with tears. Talking about his mom. That was a low blow. He felt his stomach twist. "Get out," he said quietly.

Blaine looked horror struck at what he had just said. "Kurt," he said. "I didn't mean it."

"GET OUT!" Kurt yelled, his voice cracking with his efforts not to cry. "LEAVE! NEVER SPEAK TO ME AGAIN!"

Finn came bursting in the room at that moment. "Blaine, get out of our house before I make you." His face had an uncharacteristic menacing scowl on it.

"I didn't mean that," Blaine tried to say again. "Kurt—I"

"LEAVE MY HOUSE!" Kurt screamed.

"Go," Finn said. "Before I hit you. I don't care what Beiste says."

Blaine threw up his hands and opened the door, giving Kurt one last pleading look before leaving, the door shutting softly behind him.

"Dude," Finn said softly as Kurt began to sob. He flung himself into Finn's body, hugging him and crying into his shirt. "It's okay," the tall teen said as he gently pulled them into the living room and onto a couch. "What he said was low. The guys and I are on him. Don't worry."

Kurt didn't say anything, but cried harder, not even removing his face from Finn's chest. They stayed like that, Kurt curled up into Finn's chest until they both fell asleep.

A/N: Yay! Furt brotherly love! My favourite thing ever :) Only one more chapter to go!