About a week later, Blaine was awoken by a mouth surrounding his dick. "You're a little minx you know that?" Blaine tells Kurt in a groggy voice. He places his hand on the back of his head and threw his head back. He then opened his eyes, and propped himself up to watch him do his work.

The sight he received when he looked down shocked him. What he thought was Kurt blowing him, turned out to be Greg.

Greg pulled off, noticing something was off with Blaine. But before he could ask what was up, Blaine flipped them over, causing Greg to smile into the kiss.

After his morning quickie, Blaine left the house, and headed to the coffee shop, like usual. When he arrived, he was fortunate to find that there was no line, which never happens.

"Hey Handsome," he greets Kurt.

"Hi," Kurt responded with a smile on his face and typed his order into the computer.

"Do you want to come over for lunch," Kurt asks as he makes Blaine's coffee.

"For lunch or for /lunch/?" Blaine asks flirtatiously with the lifting of the eyebrows.

"Actual lunch Blaine, I have to get to class at 2," Kurt states seriously.

"Ah, I don't know. There's nothing really in it for me so," Blaine teases as he leans against the counter.

Kurt furrowed his brows, speechless.

"I'm just kidding babe, of course I'll come over," Blaine confirms.

"Blaine, I'm seriously going to dump this coffee on your head. Don't do that shit to me," Kurt warns as he released a sigh and passes him his drink.

"Sorry babe, so I'll be over at 12:30 with lunch, alright?" Blaine asks.

"Sounds good," Kurt replied.

"Awesome. I gotta run, I'll see you later gorgeous," Blaine says as he gives him a kiss on the cheek, and rushes out with his coffee in hand.

At around 10 o'clock, Sam walked into Blaine's office.

"Hey man, you wanted to see me?" Same greets.

"Yeah, I have these sketches, and I wanted to see if you could have your buddy Nathan take a look at them," Blaine explained as he pushed the sketches towards him.

"Yeah, sure. These Kurt's," he asked as he flipped through the sheets.

"Yep, and I told him I would have a few people look at them," Blaine stated simply as he put his reading glasses back on and continued his work.

Unfortunately, he was quickly interrupted by his phone receiving a text message from Kurt, causing him to perk up.

"That Kurt?" Sam asks.

"Yeah, how'd you know that?" Blaine wonders as he lifts his head to look at him.

"You immediately lit up," Sam stated simply.

"Oh,yeah," Blaine replied sheepishly and texted Kurt back. "He just sent me the hottest picture ever."

"Is it a sext? Mercedes sends me those too sometimes," Sam says.

"No, look," Blaine turns his phone towards Sam with the picture of Kurt. It was a simple, fully-clothed, selfie. "Look how gorgeous he is," Blaine says, then looks at the photo again. "He's so cute in his work uniform," Blaine continued to swoon.

"Doesn't take much to get you going does it Blaine?" Sam chuckles. Blaine doesn't respond, clearly too distracted by his boyfriend's picture.

"So when can I meet him?" Sam tries again.

"I'll talk to him about it at lunch," Blaine responds.

"Lunch? Someone's getting lucky early today," Sam says with a smirk.

"You've got no idea," Blaine mumbled as he remembered the way he was awoken and continued to look over some paper work.

"What?" Same asks.

"Nothing," He dismisses. "But its not like that, I'm allowed to just have lunch with my boyfriend."

"I know, I know, I'm just teasin' ya," Sam states.

"Alright, so I'll get these to Nathan then," Sam says, holding up the sketches, and started walking towards the door.

"Thank you Samuel!" Blaine yelled after him.

"So Sam asked to meet you again," Blaine states as he takes a bite of his salad. "And I was thinking we could all go out for drinks on Friday night."

"Sure, sounds fun," Kurt confirmed.

After they finished eating, they still had time to kill, so Kurt forced him to watch Project Runway. As they were cuddled up on the couch, Kurt noticed two purple bruises on the side of Blaine's neck. Tears started to form in his eyes.

"You slept with him," Kurt didn't even ask, he just stated it as a fact.

"What?" Blaine asked, confused.

"The hickies on your neck; I didn't put them there," Kurt responds.

"You're seriously mad that I slept with my husband?" Blaine asked incredulously. Kurt was suddenly overcome with distress, remembering he wasn't the number one man in Blaine's life.

"Not at all," Kurt replied. "Just wondering," Kurt remained lying on Blaine's chest. He knew he didn't have the right to be upset over Blaine sleeping with Greg, but he couldn't help it.

A few minutes later he asks, "How often?"

Blaine just sigh heavily with the roll of his eyes and says, "I don't know Kurt, I don't keep count."

Kurt knew that meant often.

Both Kurt and Blaine purposely didn't acknowledge the single tear drop that fell onto Blaine's chest.

"And he didn't even deny it, come to think of it, he didn't really say much about," Kurt explained to Rachel the next night while they had their girls' night in. "He could have at least apologized or tried to explain himself."

"Kurt, I'm going to be honest with you, because I'm your best friend," Rachel starts.

"He doesn't owe you anything. He was intimate with his husband. He's allowed to be. And I know you don't listen to me when I say you deserve someone better , so I have make you aware." Rachel prepared.

"If you want to be in this relationship, you have to understand that he is not yours; at the end of the night, he gets up and goes home to his husband. And you need to learn how to be okay with it.

Kurt just looks down at his half eaten Lo-Mein and let Rachel's words sink in.

The next morning, Blaine found Greg sitting at the dining room table, typing away on his laptop.

"So, our anniversary is next week," Greg stated as Blaine walked into the room.

Blaine had totally forgotten about it and was suddenly struck with the fact that he hadn't planned anything for it yet.

"Yep, 4 amazing years," Blaine states as he kissed his cheek as he passed by.

"Make sure you're off early that day so we can celebrate," Greg points out.

"Of course, wouldn't miss it," Blaine told him sweetly. "See you later," he said as he kissed Greg goodbye.

"Love you," Greg says against his lips.

"Love you too," Blaine replies and walks out the door.

"FUCK!" Blaine exclaimed as Kurt collapsed on his chest that night. "I love you," Kurt says between his heavy breathing.

"Love you too," Blaine released as he wrapped his arms around Kurt's back.

"Stay the night," Kurt says into his neck.

"Kurt, you know I can't," Blaine says and glances at the clock which read: 7:45.

"Shit, I gotta go," Blaine states as he pulls himself away from Kurt, who was immediately taken a back.

"No. please stay, we didn't even get to have our post sex cuddles," Kurt tells him clearly disappointed.

"I know, Im sorry, but I have to go," Blaine said as he tugged on his slacks.

"Blaine, just sleep over," Kurt tried again.

"Kurt,stop," Blaine warned as he buttoned up his shirt.

"Please just stay the night, and you can leave early in the morning," Kurt pleaded with big eyes.

"Kurt, no!" Blaine said sternly.

Kurt climbs forward with tears in his eyes. "Please don't go," Kurt begs as he kneels forward and tugs on Blaine's collar and wraps his arms around his neck.

"Enough Kurt!" Blaine shouts as he lightly shoves Kurt off of him.

Clearly scared by Blaine's reaction, Kurt lied timid on the bed, looking up at Blaine. "Please?" Kurt whispered one last time with a quivering lip.

Feeling a little bad, Blaine just said softly, "Baby, Im sorry, but you know I cant stay." He then kissed Kurt on top of his head, and exited the room.

Kurt shoved his face into the bed and let the tears fall, and whispered, "Please come back."

Kurt cried himself to sleep, with Rachel's words replaying in his head:

"You have to understand that he is not yours; at the end of the night, he gets up and goes home to his husband."

A/N: Hope you enjoyed this chapter! Let me know what you think!