A/N: Okay for the songs I have decided that Sam is going to be in bold and Kurt is going to be italics and both of them together will be like this.
hope you enjoy :D

"I wanna talk to you."

"The last time we talked, Mr. Smith, you reduced me to tears. I promise you it won't happen again." Kurt started wagging his finger towards Sam.

"Do I attract you?"

"Do I repulse you with my queasy smile?"

"Am I too dirty?" Sam started to wiggle his eyebrows and Kurt winked towards Sam.

"Am I too flirty?"

"Do I like what you like?"

"I could be wholesome"

"I could be loathsome"

"I guess I'm a little bit shy"

"Why don't you like me?"

"Why don't you like me without making me try?" Kurt walked over to Sam put an arm around his waist.

"I tried to be like Grace Kelly"

"But all her looks were too sad"

"So I try a little Freddie"

"I've gone identity mad!" Both Kurt and Sam started to jump up and down enthusiastically like they were 6 year olds on Christmas.

"I could be brown"

"I could be blue"

"I could be violet sky"

"I could be hurtful"

"I could be purple"

"I could be anything you like"

"Gotta be green"

"Gotta be mean"

"Gotta be everything more"

"Why don't you like me?"

"Why don't you like me?"

"Why don't you walk out the door!" Sam turned around and started walking, but Kurt slapped him on the ass and pulled him back by his buckle loop on his trousers.

Blaine thought he had seen enough by this point and felt himself go cold. He couldn't even remember what happened, he didn't want to remember. Blaine had plenty of other gay friends and they've kissed and got together, but there's just something about Kurt that makes Blaine want to keep all boys off of him. When he looks at Kurt, he looks at everything Kurt stands for. He sees fresh summer days, peace, happiness, music and blue skies. He sees everything he loves.

Everything he loves.

Love.

Realization kicks in for Blaine as he stares at Kurt. He sees a future with him. He see's winning nationals together, a first dance at prom, Broadway and New York. Blaine see's coffee dates during their lunchtimes, and Saturday night's just sitting on the couch and debating over who the best Friend's character is whilst eating a tub of Ben & Jerry's cookie dough. He sees a future with Kurt.

Why didn't he realize this before?

Blaine had been so caught up in his thoughts that he didn't realize who was now standing right next to him. Santana coughed to make her appearance known to Blaine, who jumped back at the sudden human interaction.

"It's so obvious you want in Hummel's pants." Santana remarked winking at Blaine.

"Why does it even matter? He's too wrapped up in Sam." Blaine replied weakfully.

"Curly fry…Sam's my boyfriend. I'm pretty sure he is not gay since he went out with Quinn and myself." Santana snorted. "Alcohol does make people do crazy things you know."

"But you…and Brittany, on the couch earlier?" Blaine asked, referring to the girls who were kissing on the couch a couple of minutes ago.

Santana looked over to Brittany who was sitting on Artie's lap and sighed. "We're just friends." Santana held her gaze for a few momenst then turned back to Blaine and put her hand on his knee. "But did you know about Hummel's plan to get into your pants by the end of the night?"

Blaine raised an eyebrow. "I'm pretty sure that's not it. He told me he had a plan but… now I just think it was to win over Sam or something."

"Not gay!" Santana reminded him. "Look shortie…" Blaine laughed at all the new nicknames he was getting from one girl. Santana continued "I know that you've probably been told that I'm kind of a bitch, but I care about Hummel okay?"

Blaine smiled and covered her hand, which remained on his knee, with his hands and squeezed them. "I could see us walking out of here as friends you know." Blaine joked.

Santana looked at him through her lashes and beamed. "Now go get him Hobbit."

Blaine squeezed her hand one more time and hoisted himself up off the ground. He reached out his hand to Santana and gracefully helped her up. "You go get her too." Was the last thing he said to her before he walked off into the direction of Kurt.

Blaine paced over to Kurt and grabbed his hands leading him outside.

"Blainey Bear! Where have you been I have something to show youuuuu!" Kurt screeched as he tried to pull free of Blaine's grasp.

"What Kurt?" Blaine asked frustrated.

Kurt poked his belly and started singing. "Look! Jelly on a plate, jelly on a plate. Wibble wobble wibble wobble jelly on a plate!" Kurt kept singing the same lines over and over again until Blaine pulled his hands away from his stomach and led him into the kitchen, fetching Kurt a glass of water so that he could sober up. He couldn't keep it in any longer.

"Drink this." Blaine ordered as he thrust water into Kurt's hands.

"Anything you want cap'n." Kurt replied as he saluted Blaine and downed the water. The next thing Blaine knew, Kurt was out of the room in a shot and running towards the downstairs bathroom. Blaine heard the fatal choking and walked slowly to the bathroom where Kurt was now lying limpless on the floor.

"Am I dying?" Kurt whimpered as he tried to pull himself up by the bathtub but failed miserably.

"No you're not, but by the amount you've drank tonight you've lost a little bit of your life." Blaine joked but it seemed to send Kurt over the edge as he started crying. Blaine rushed over and wrapped his arms around Kurt. "Hey now I was only joking, you're fine look at you, you're cleansing up already!"

"Look at me I'm a mess! Can you please leave? I can't believe you've seen me like this." Kurt gasped and he pulled free of Blaine grasp and started to push Blaine towards the door.

"Kurt, I'm your best friend. I'm supposed to deal with situations like this, now come on let's get you to a bed or couch for you to lie down on." Kurt put up a struggle but felt even worse as his head started to hurt like hell and his stomach churned in all the wrong ways. Blaine let Kurt rest most of his weight on him as they stumbled down the hall and into where everyone else was.

What they found was quite surprising. Everyone was already passed out on the floor ether with a cushion or someone else. There was a big group in the middle including Puck, Lauren, Sam, Quinn, Mercedes, Tina and Mike who were all leaning on one another. Artie appeared to have fallen asleep in his wheelchair and as Blaine glanced around, he noticed Santana and Brittany curled up together on the couch. He smiled to himself watching the two girls sleep peacefully with each other.

"Well it looks like I'm sleeping on the floor…" Kurt concluded looking around. Finn and Rachel had taken up the other couch, huddled together which Kurt found odd because they broke up only a couple of weeks ago. Kurt threw down some pillows on the floor and positioned himself on his back.

"We can sleep in the guest room, there's two beds and it's got a bathroom for your morning ahead." Blaine stated, still smiling at Santana and Brittany. When he didn't hear a response he turned to where Kurt last was and found him passed out on the floor.

"Well…" Blaine realized he was talking to himself and went about his task, removing Kurt from the floor and carrying him bride style, into the guest bedroom. Blaine thanked everything that is good that it was on the same floor and involved no stairs. He placed Kurt down on the bed and took off his shoes. Blaine was just about to cross the room for the sake of himself sleeping but two arms wrapped around his waist and jerked him onto the bed.

"Keep me warm." Kurt mumbled, obviously too asleep to know what he was doing.

"There's a cover Kurt." Blaine reasoned, trying to not fall into the trap.

"You beat anything." Kurt tried again as he positioned them so Blaine was sitting up and Kurt's head was on his lap. Blaine slithered himself down so that he was laying down with Kurt's back curled into Blaine's front.

"Mmmmm." Kurt started mumbling words into the air which Blaine couldn't quite grasp. "Blaine?"

"Yes Kurt?" Blaine replied as he stroked back some of Kurt's hair from his face.

"I love you." Kurt plainly mumbled and moved back more into Blaine's embrace. He let out a soft sigh and went lifeless in Blaine's arms, oblivious to what he had said before.

Blaine's body froze. He cranked his neck so that he could catch a glimpse of Kurt's face which was perfected with the faint light of the moonlight, spilling in from the window.

"I love you too, Kurt." Blaine whispered silently into the dim room, tightening his arms around Kurt's sleeping form. Blaine closed his eyes and drifted into sleep peacefully.

A/N: I want to give a shout out for my friend Mollie, whom gave me the joke of jelly on a plate in the middle of media :D

As usual I will try and update next Sunday

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