A/N: Second chapter! It's three-thirty in the morning so I'm sorry if there are mistakes or something is off. I hope you like it! Thank you to everyone who read it! I honestly wasn't expecting this many people to actually read it. There will be more chapters, though I'm not sure how many. I do know that unless I change my mind about where I'm going with this that there will be more than two more. Anyway, I hope you like the second chapter. It's a little more happy than the first I think./

"What do you mean the shipment won't be in until next week?" Kurt said into the phone drumming his fingers along the edge of the table. The voice on the other end of the line was high pitched in worry, rushing her words as to try not to upset the man on the other end any further.

"No, don't freak out about it Linda. I'll handle it, I work best under pressure anyway" He sighed slumping against the counter. He knew he should have gone into work today, Linda was just too frazzled when put under all the pressure he usually dealt with. If he wasn't supposed to be helping his best friend move in today, he would have.

As it was, he was currently waiting on Blaine to bring his stuff over. He'd told Kurt not to worry about helping him move things, muttering something about free slave labor. So Kurt had been impatiently flipping through a magazine when Linda had called him, ready to pull her hair out.

There was swift knocking at the door and Kurt tucked the handheld between his shoulder and his ear, mumbling more reassurances to his assistant. He swiftly unlocked the door holding open the door for a man carrying a large cardboard box. The man stepped inside, setting down the box and turning around to reveal-

"Wes!" Kurt said, obviously pleasantly surprised. At Linda's confusion he muttered that he'd call her later. Kurt turned to the asian, pulling the man into a tight hug. Wes laughed but returned the gesture; it had been a long time since the former Warblers had seen one another.

"Hey no fair what about us?" Kurt heard behind him. He turned around to find David sitting on his own equally large box then across to where Nick and Jeff were setting down theirs. Kurt held out his arms with a smirk on his face. All three moved in and hugged him and didn't move until Kurt started to complain about not being able to breathe.

"What are you doing here?" Kurt asked now that he'd been freed, moving to lean against the center counter.

"We were enlisted as slave labor" David grumbled, he had moved back to sit on his box.

"Ah, so where is Blaine?"

"The hobbit should be downstairs with the giant; they said they could get the last few boxes"

"Who is the g-"

"Little bro!" A very excited Finn Hudson set down the two boxes he was carrying and threw an arm around Kurt. His hand moved up and mussed Kurt's hair, for which it was smacked.

"How many times do I have to tell you Finn? I'm older than you."

"Yeah, but you're smaller than I am"

"He has a valid point Kurt" Wes laughed and though Kurt frowned he didn't say anything further. He looked instead to the open door, waiting for Blaine to show up. He burst into laughter as Blaine came through the door carrying a box large enough that he couldn't see over it. He stumbled into the room quickly placing the box on the floor and readjusting the strap on his shoulder for the guitar on his back.

"That should be all of it" He said triumphantly smiling as he looked at the multitude of cardboard boxes. Kurt had to admit it was nice to see Blaine smile again; it had become less frequent after Jeremiah had left him. As much as Kurt hated it, Jeremiah had always made Blaine smile.

"So how did you get these clowns to help? And why is Finn here?" Kurt asked poking Finn in his side to get him to drop his arm from Kurt's shoulder. Knowing his clumsy step-brother, he'd put wrinkles in the Marc Jacobs shirt.

"They were all in town near here and all excited at the prospect of seeing you. That….and I might have promised to feed them pizza. I needed extra muscle and I know Finn lives around here, so I called him up. He said he hadn't seen you in a while and I told him I'd add in a pizza for him" Blaine shrugged.

"That makes sense then. Honestly you'd think you guys would get over your infatuation with eating after high school" Kurt sighed shaking his head.

"Never dude" Jeff grinned coming over to pat Kurt's shoulder, to which Kurt gave him a pointed look. Jeff laughed but backed away with his hands up, knowing how serious Kurt was about his fashion.

"Finn, why don't you help Blaine put his stuff in his room while the Warblers and I catch up. It's the first room on your right down the hall" Kurt pointed to the left where the little hallway was located. Finn picked up a box and started heading for the room, obviously just wanting to get this over with and move on to pizza. Blaine hung back a little, debating on staying for the catch up, but Kurt shooed him with a hand.

"How's he doing?" Was the first question out of Nick's mouth after Blaine left the room after towing the rest of the boxes to his room.

"As good as he can be doing, I suppose. Blaine's talked to me a little, but he's been pretty quiet about it other than when it was right after what happened"

"Ah he's trying to close down his emotions again?" David murmured.

"It looks that way; I just really hope he doesn't blow up like last time"

"That was a mess, Kurt I swear you looked like you were ready to strangle someone" Jeff laughed, trying to bring a little humor into this tense atmosphere.

"I was, I hadn't thought he'd hurt Blaine that bad"

"And after all that I can't believe he still hasn't noticed that you-"Wes was cut off by Kurt.

"Shut it! He doesn't need to know, I'm perfectly happy being his best friend"

"Kurt seriously-"Wes started.

"I mean it. Anyway this is supposed to be us catching up, what have you guys been up to the past few years?" Kurt's face softened into a smile, trying like Jeff had to lighten the room.

"Those two haven't changed a bit, still blissfully together, following after Blainey-boy" Wes gestured a thumb to Nick and Jeff, who by coincidence had been staring at one another.

"Shut it Wesley! At least we have love for an actual person, not your weird love for gavels. I swear to god, nobody even blinked an eye when you said you were becoming a judge" Jeff snorted.

"That's right! Blaine told me about you two joining is band. And secondly Wes, really?" Kurt couldn't help the laughter, sometimes these guys were just too much "What about you David?"

"I'm the only one married; Lily and I actually live not far from here. I work at my dad's law firm, probably going to take it over" David held up his left hand, a silver band proudly on display.

"That's great! Also very predictable, but I'm still happy for you." Kurt vaguely remembered seeing Lily at the wedding; she'd been wearing a stylish green dress.

"Everyone better tell me what they want on their pizzas, I'm ordering now" Blaine called stepping into the room again. His room was as finished as it was going to get today; he wasn't too focused on organization anyway.

The boys scrambled to tell Blaine their orders, leaving Kurt behind to watch from his place leaning on the counter. It was nice to have everyone over, ever since Rachel had moved out it had seemed a little lonely in his flat. Now of course, loud and obnoxious boys filled the silence. But Kurt didn't mind too much.

It was good to see all of them again. While Blaine had kept in touch with all of them, Kurt hadn't. He'd been too caught up with his career; he'd barely had enough room left in his brain for both Blaine and Mercedes, his best friends. But to see them all again brought back a lot of memories from his high school days.

The pizza arrived about an hour later; the boys fell on them like birds of prey. While eating his own single slice of pizza, he observed the rest of the group. Nick was chatting with Finn about some football game, Nick was mentioning something about music to Blaine, and Wes and David had fallen easily back into talking about things nobody really understood. Kurt smiled as he saw Nick and Jeff's intertwined hands.

Everyone except Blaine and Kurt left after the pizza boxes had been shoved into the trash. They all agreed they needed to meet up again, maybe at one of Blaine, Jeff, and Nick's gigs. The door closed and a silence filled the air. It was peaceful and unsettling at the same time.

"So, my room is at the end of the hall, the bathroom is on the left, and the other door is my work room which you probably never want to enter" Kurt said turning around to Blaine. He was surprised to see sort of a sad look on the curly haired male's face. Sighing, Kurt walked over and wrapped him in a hug. Blaine must have been holding onto is smile for the guys.

"It will get better" He whispered, then pulled back "I'm going to head to bed for tonight; I've got to go to work tomorrow. Goodnight Blaine."

Kurt didn't wait for an answer, just walked down the hall toward his room. There was nothing more he could do to comfort Blaine, because he was the best friend. He'd always be the best friend.