A/N: Okay guys! Here it is! BIG CHAPTER ahead, something happens but I'm sure all of you already had figured it out. I hope you like it and, I'm sorry to say, no update tomorrow. But I'll come back to you in two days ok? Have fun and thanks again for sticking with me.

P.S.: If you watch FRIENDS you may notice I took something right from season 6 (I pretty much took inputs from all the series I knew with assistants stories in it).

The City that Doesn't Sleep

"Kurt. Kurt?"

Kurt opened his eyes and Alexis' face was greeting him with a severe look. He fell asleep on the plane, he couldn't do anything about it: planes made him sleepy.

"Are we landing?"

"Yes. So you better splash some water on your pretty face, we have work to do."

Kurt rubbed his eyes and looked around, almost all the passengers were ready to get off the plane, Blaine was putting his jacket on. He had ignored Kurt all morning and he was all lovey dovey with Alexis the entire flight. Kurt was so frustrated, Blaine was so handsome and funny, rude sometimes, but he could work that out.

They landed and they all got up, the plane was full of people, so Kurt just happened to stand right behind Blaine. What he didn't foresee was that he was pressed up against Blaine's back, because the plane was really crowded, and something strange started happening.

"Oh, no."

Kurt felt his hard-on growing and tried to cool off, thinking about something else, moving away from Blaine as best as he could. Fortunately people were starting to get off the plane, so the crisis was soon averted. Kurt sighed and started to go down the stairs of the plane, following Alexis and Blaine – no bus for them, a car was waiting in the terminal to take them straight to Letterman's studios.

"Mr. Anderson, I have your suit."

"Thanks, mr. Hummel."

Kurt gave Blaine the suit and was very disappointed to hear the shorter boy calling him by his last name. What was wrong? His first day he thought Blaine was gonna be a douchebag, but he wasn't. But now he wasn't so sure of that.

"Would you find me some orange juice, please?"

"Sure."

Kurt walked away right when Alexis got backstage and started fixing Blaine's tie.

"I thought I hired you for this kind of thing, Kurt."

"I'm sorry, miss Cameron."

"Yeah, never mind. Don't let it happen again."

Kurt didn't answer and just rushed somewhere to find the juice. And he thought this trip was going to be fun. So naïve, Kurt, too naïve.

"Where's my pulp?"

"Excuse me?"

"I said, where is my pulp?"

"I didn't know you wanted pulp, you just said you wanted orange juice."

"Well, I'm sorry. You are my assistant, you're supposed to know this kind of things."

"I'm supposed to know your size or your telephone number! I don't read mind, Blaine!"

"Oh, now it's Blaine!"

"I'm sorry. I meant, Mr. Anderson."

They were both screaming. They were fighting backstage of David Letterman's show. That's a story you can tell your grandchildren, right?

"What's happening over here? Stop yelling, you two!"

Alexis hushed them.

"And you, Kurt, I don't think it's appropriate to yell at your boss."

"No, ma'am."

"Strike two, Mr. Hummel. Let's not make a three happen, okay?"

"Yes, ma'am. I mean, no ma'am."

"So, Blaine, I understand your new movie just came out."

"Yes, Mr. Letterman. And I'm very proud of it, go see it!"

"And what's in Blaine Anderson's future?"

"Oh, well, I don't know. I'm reading scripts and I hope to find the perfect one soon."

Kurt was watching Blaine through a little screen under a camera, he was still so hot from the argument before. Alex was right behind him, mouthing Blaine's words, like he had to prepare a script just to answer some questions.

"I know some of the stars here don't like to talk about their private lives."

"I wonder why is that."

"I know, right? But Blaine, you seem quite comfortable with people knowing all about it."

"Is not that I flaunt it, but I don't like to hide it either."

Letterman showed a photo with Blaine and Alexis: it was from Halloween, they were dressed as Peter Pan and Tinkerbell.

"I can't believe you found that! It's last Halloween: me and Alex as Peter Pan and Tinkerbell."

"Alex, your agent?"

"Yes." He paused and looked over at Alex. "Well and girlfriend."

A chorus of disappointed ooooh lifted up in the audience. Blaine laughed and stirred uncomfortably on his seat. The interview went on without problems and, as soon as it was over, Kurt, Alex and Blaine got back to their hotel for the night.

Kurt found it really weird that Alex and Blaine went straight to bed, as soon as they got to the hotel, but maybe they wanted to be alone. They said goodnight and Kurt entered his room and threw himself on the bed. It was past midnight but he was in New York and he wanted to go out so badly, so he just pushed the tiredness away and went out.

He opened the door and was surprised to find Blaine right outside.

"Shit! You scared the hell out of me!"

"I'm sorry. Are you – uh – are you going out?"

"Yes. Unless I need to assist you doing something."

"Well…"

"You should know this is not a 24h customer service, Mr. Anderson."

Blaine laughed and passed a hand through his curls, making Kurt's heart flutter.

"I actually wanted to apologize for my behavior today. I'm not in a very good mood."

"You've got to be kidding me."

"What?"

"We know each other from three days and I discovered hundreds of side of Blaine Anderson. There's charming Blaine Anderson: only for interviews and stuff. Then there's subdued Blaine Anderson: for when you're with your so-called girlfriend and agent. Then there's funny Blaine Anderson: the one who treats me like a human being and not like some gay version of Andrea Sachs, Miranda Priestly's assistant from The Devil Wears Prada!"

Blaine just stood there while Kurt was telling that all in one breath, as soon as he finished, he got closer to Kurt. He brushed Kurt's cheek with his thumb and, without even giving Kurt the time to understand what was happening, he kissed him.

The kiss was sweet, at first, their lips pressed against each other's but then Blaine took the tip of his tongue out, brushing Kurt's lower lip. Kurt allowed Blaine's tongue in and the kiss became sloppy and wet, with tongue twirling and teeth clashing – with Kurt putting his hands through Blaine's hair, grabbing his curls and Blaine lowering his hands on Kurt's hips to get him closer.
Kurt groaned at the contact and Blaine just started thrusting against him and the brunette broke the kiss to throw his head back, exposing his neck. Blaine immediately attacked it with bites and sweet light kisses that made Kurt go crazy.

"Blaine."

Kurt whispered while Blaine was licking and sucking his neck, leaving light marks behind.

"I love the sound of my name on your lips."

Hearing Blaine's voice was like a slap in the face for Kurt. He snapped his eyes open and pushed Blaine away, leaving the guy with a confused look on his face.

"What's this?"

"What's what?"

"What are you doing?"

"I think it's pretty obvious but, if you really want a description, I was sucking on your neck and was ready to go down and suck on something else."

"No! I mean, aren't you supposed to be straight?"

"I am supposed to be straight, yes." Blaine paused and looked at Kurt right in his eyes. "You're right. I'm sorry, I was out of line. I'll see you tomorrow."

Kurt followed Blaine as he got out of the room. His heart made a jump, he already had a suspect but, after kissing him, he was sure. No one's ever kissed him like that, and no straight guy kiss another guy so well. Hell, no straight guy kiss other guys, period. Blaine Anderson was gay and Kurt had just kissed him.

TBC