Disclaimer: If you recognize anything, it's probably not mine. I do own a few OC's shown here and the plot. But that's about it.

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Blaine inhaled deeply to calm his nerves as he continued to strum the guitar. The only time he'd ever performed was in front of his mother and his closest friends, so this was a little nerve-wracking. It wasn't because Kurt was someone he'd just met; it was because Blaine was starting too really like him despite only knowing him for a couple of days. After a few more notes, Blaine finally gave in and started to sing.

It was a slow song and Blaine knew that he was focusing on the words more than he should be. After all, he was the one who wrote this song. Not able to look at Kurt as he sang, Blaine closed his eyes as he concentrated.

Just as he was about to start the second verse Kurt's phone went off, making Blaine open his eyes in surprise. "I'm so sorry," Kurt apologized, digging through his bag trying to stop the song. But when he saw who was calling him, he looked at Blaine. "I have to take this, it's my dad. I'll be right back."

The raven haired boy nodded with a small smile and watched at Kurt left the room with his phone up to his ear. Once the door was closed behind him, Blaine set the guitar on the ground. "Oh, boy…"

Kurt wasn't gone very long when Blaine's own phone went off. "What does he want?" he asked himself as he listened to the very familiar song for a few seconds before answering. "Hey, David."

"Hey, Blaine!"

Blaine rolled his eyes when he heard Wes's voice instead of their other friend's. "Did you steal his phone again?" he asked as he stood up. Glancing at the door once, he started to pace.

"It's not my fault he just leaves it lying around. He should know better by now."

"Why do I get the feeling that it wasn't just lying around?" Blaine laughed as he continued to slowly walk around the room. The other boy chuckled back and Blaine heard the distinct sound of springs squeaking. "Speaking of David, where is he?"

"Helping his mom with something in the kitchen. Apparently his sister burned the cookies she was making."

Just as Blaine was about to say something the door to his room opened. "Hang on, Wes," he said into the phone and covered up the mouthpiece as he turned to Kurt. "Everything all right?"

The brunet had stopped halfway through the door before but then continued walking in when Blaine turned to him. "They could be worse," he answered, sounding a little miffed. "There's something wrong at my dad's shop and Finn is too busy with his girlfriend." He walked straight to his bag and hefted it onto his shoulder and frowned sadly at Blaine. "I'm really sorry but I have to go."

"That's okay," Blaine said, forcing a smile. It really was, well, kind of…He needed to work on the song a little more before he finished singing it. "We can hang later, if you want."

The frown changed to the most beautiful smile Blaine had ever seen and Kurt took a small step forward. "I'd really like that," he said before grabbing the small pad of from the top of the small dresser and quickly wrote down his number. "Just…call me later?"

"Sure," Blaine said, taking the piece of paper from Kurt and briefly glancing at it before looking right at the taller boy. "So…I'll call you later."

"I'll be waiting," Kurt replied with a blush and waved before sprinting out the door, his bag hitting the back of his legs as he moved quickly.

Blaine walked toward the still open door with a smile and thought about what Kurt had just said. 'He'll be waiting…' he thought, still smiling goofily. He was rudely brought out of his thoughts by the phone ringing in his hand.

"Who the hell was that!"

Blaine winced at how loud and excited Wes's voice was on the other side of the line. "I have no idea what you're talking about," he lied terribly and closed the door to his room. He could hear the other boy laugh and knew he'd overheard everything.

"Seriously, what's his name? Is he cute?"

Aside from his mother, Wes and David were the only people that Blaine had told about his homosexuality, but is still felt awkward talking to them about it. And for some reason, Wes loved talking to him about the boys he liked. "Shouldn't you be helping David?"

"Stop avoiding my questions, B. What's. His. Name?"

He knew there was no way he was getting out of this. If he tried to change the subject, Wes would just change it back, hanging up would result in him calling again, and there was no way he could get David on the phone. "Kurt…" he finally admitted, falling back on his bed with a sigh.

"Is he cute?"

"I refuse to answer that question, Wes," Blaine groaned, throwing his free arm over his eyes. There was another chuckle from the other end of the line and Blaine knew that Wes already knew the answer. "Why did you call me?

"Boredom, really. I told you, David went to help his mom and we're playing a two person game. There wasn't anything else I could do. Now…where did you meet him?"

For the next ten minutes Blaine answered all the questions Wes had about Kurt, only getting a little relief when David returned and stopped a very inappropriate question. "Tell him to stop asking all those perverted questions!" Blaine pleaded once David got his own phone back.

"That's like asking you to stop singing show tunes. Hang on, Wes wants me to put you on speaker."

"No! Don't!" Blaine cried out but it was already too late. He could tell that he was on speaker because David's voice was a bit fainter than it was before.

"Besides finding Kurt, what else have you done? Has Zoey asked about me?"

Ever since visiting a couple of years ago, Zoey had become infatuated with David and the teen had instantly claimed her as a younger sister. "She's been too excited to see me, D," Blaine answered, thankful for the final change in subject. "But we went to the park earlier and she saved a little kitten."

"Did she get to keep it?" Wes asked, his voice getting a little louder toward the end, indicating that he had gotten closer to the phone.

Blaine chuckled and told his friends what had happened the past few days. The three of them talked a little bit longer but then Blaine's mom told him it was time for dinner. "Tell the boys I say 'hello,'" she said before closing the door behind her.

"Tell Kurt we said hi," Wes said after Blaine relayed his mother's message. Blaine just rolled his eyes and hung up.

It had gotten darker since he'd started talking to his friends but that hadn't deterred the townspeople from eating at the B&B. There wasn't even a free table when Blaine got down there. Luckily, his mother had arrived early enough to get one of the smaller tables. "I was wondering if you were ever coming down," she joked when he joined her.

"You're hilarious," Blaine replied with a smile and gladly took the menu from her. He hadn't realized that he hadn't had anything to eat until now. His stomach growled loudly just as their waitress stopped by. "Sorry about that."

The redhead just shook her head with a smile, "What can I get you two?"

They ordered quickly, not wanting to keep her from her other customers. But when she was far enough away, Blaine's mother leaned forward with a playful smirk on her face. "She was checking you out."

Blaine blinked at her in confusion and looked over his shoulder to see their waitress looking right back. When she realized she was caught, she quickly spun around and fled to the kitchen area. "Huh…" was all he said and turned back to his mother.

Karen just chuckled and started to read the dessert menu. "So, you found a kitten?"

"No, Zoey found a kitten," Blaine corrected and leaned back in his chair. Sure, he'd already told this story but it was funny and he didn't mind. His mother set the menu down as he told her about his afternoon and stopped just short of him inviting Kurt back to his room. "What did you do today?"

Karen eyed her son suspiciously but answered his question. She'd spent her afternoon at a friend's house and talked with the women she hadn't seen in a year. "I'd really like you to meet them," she said then thanked their waitress when their food arrived. "They've all seen pictures and they want to make sure I haven't been making you up."

Blaine was about to say something to his mother when he noticed there was something written on his napkin. But when he picked it up, he realized he wasn't his. "She gave me her number," he said in disbelief and showed his mother with a blush.

"I told you she was checking you out," his mother said with a laugh before she started eating Caesar salad. Blaine just shook his head a few times before setting down the napkin and put some ketchup on his hamburger.

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Later that night, after Blaine and his mother shared a piece of apple pie, they'd each gone to their respective rooms. Blaine was lying down in his bed when he dug his phone out of his pocket. But when he reached for the phone, he felt something brush against his fingertips. "Oh!" he exclaimed, pulling out the paper with Kurt's number on it.

He simply stared at it for a moment, wondering if it was too late to call the other boy. Thinking that it was, Blaine set his phone down beside him on the bed and got up to change into his pajamas, figuring there wasn't anything he was going to do now. Just as he was pulling his shirt off, his phone vibrated and started singing, Baby Got Back.

"How did he do that?" Blaine asked and quickly grabbed his phone to stop the song. He glared at the text message, speak of the devil.

From: Wes
Have you talked to him yet?
-W

Blaine replied with a quick 'No' and tossed his phone to the bed. He was about to continue undressing when he noticed Kurt's number again. Maybe it wasn't too late…

He ignored the next text from Wes and quickly dialed Kurt's number before his lost the nerve. It rung for a couple of times, making Blaine rethink about calling him. Okay, maybe it was too late. But before he could hang up, Kurt answered.

"Hello?"

"Oh, hey, Kurt," Blaine said and winced when he realized how nervous he sounded. He cleared his throat once. "How'd everything go at your dad's shop?"

"Great. He just needed an extra pair of hands for something. How was your evening?"

Blaine couldn't help but smile as he listened to Kurt talk. There was just something about his voice… "It was fine," he answered, sitting on his bed and ignored the vibrate telling him he'd just received a text message. "I talked with some of my friends from school and had dinner with my mom."

"Sounds nice."

"It was," Blaine said, lying back. "So, what are you doing tomorrow?"

"Working."

Blaine chuckled as the disdainful tone that Kurt used. "Working here?"

"Unfortunately, yes. I hate taking people's orders. It seems like no one in this town under the age of 50 has any manners!" An unfamiliar voice came from the other end, making Blaine arch an eyebrow. Before he could question it, Kurt called out, "I wasn't including you, Carole."

"Who's that?" he asked, trying to hide his curiosity but Kurt just chuckled.

"She's my step-mom. I didn't know she was in the room."

Now, Blaine chuckled, amused by Kurt's obvious embarrassment. Neither of the boys spoke after that, they couldn't think of anything to say. But the silence wasn't uncomfortable; Blaine actually enjoyed it, just knowing that Kurt was on the other end.

"I have to get up early tomorrow." Kurt laughed lightly but Blaine frowned. He wasn't ready to hang up yet. "Maybe we can talk after work."

"I'd like that,' Blaine said honestly, the smile coming back faintly. "What time do you get off?"

"3."

"Then I'll call you at 3," he said, smiling a bit bigger.

"I'll be waiting."

Okay, now Blaine was smiling a lot bigger now. "Okay. Bye, Kurt."

"Bye, Blaine."

They were both silent for a moment before Kurt hung up the phone. Blaine continued to smile as he lowered his phone. Even his text song couldn't make it go away. He just looked at the message and answered Wes' questions before grabbing his guitar to continue working on his song.

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