The next morning when Kurt woke up, he was already jittery and excited. And scared. A little bit. Okay, nervous was probably a better word for it. He was nervous.

After a moment longer of lying in bed staring at the ceiling, he jumped out of bed. Today he was going to have coffee with Blaine. And then he was going to ask Blaine out for dinner because you don't just kiss someone and ask them out to coffee without the intention of having it be a date.

It would have to be an early dinner though, because, hello, superhero.

Kurt arrived to class earlier than usual hoping to get a chance to talk to Blaine before class started. Unfortunately, Blaine didn't show up to class until about five seconds before their professor started talking. He shot Kurt a nervous smile as he settled down in his normal seat, but then focused his attention up front for the remainder of the class, leaving Kurt a bit thrown off, but at least feeling confident that coffee was still happening.

When class ended, Kurt quickly shoved everything into his bag before approaching Blaine who seemed to be putting his things away at a careful, slow pace. He frowned as he saw Blaine wince, pausing briefly to move his bag away from his leg before continuing. Biting back the temptation to ask what happened ( because asking Blaine about Nightbird business in a classroom would likely lose whatever trust has been established), Kurt instead watched the rest of their classmates exit the room.

"Coffee?" Kurt asked, when Blaine looked up at him, smiling nervously as the last few students left.

"Yeah," Blaine beamed, smile lighting up his face and momentarily sweeping the tiredness out of his eyes.

Blaine stood, and they headed out the door in silence, Kurt's mind whirring for something not related to class or Nightbird to say.

Finally, his brain looped to some of the conversation they shared last time, and he ends up asking Blaine about the bowtie he's wearing. Apparently, Blaine either wasn't paying attention or can see right through Kurt's awkward attempt at normal conversation, because instead of answering he says, "Let's grab coffee at the food truck over there and then find a quiet place to talk."

Kurt nodded in agreement and they ended up finding a tree that was out of earshot of anyone else drink their coffee under.

"So," Blaine sighed heavily, holding his coffee tightly in front of him like a shield.

He paused, and Kurt couldn't help but say, "So what?"

The corner of Blaine's mouth twitched up. "About last night, I-"

"You don't have to explain," Kurt interrupted, because Blaine kept fidgeting nervously.

"I want to. I-" he took sip of his coffee, body visibly relaxing. "I'd kind of been panicking since you'd told me that you knew. At first I didn't even consider that you might tell other people, I was so busy trying to get my mind around the fact that, well, you of all people had worked it out."

Kurt raised an eyebrow. Why was he of all people a surprise? Should he be insulted?

"I don't think this is coming out right," Blaine sighed, seeing Kurt's expression. "I didn't mean anything by that, I just- I'm bad at deception. I know I'm going to school for acting, but I've always been an open book to the people I'm closest with, and I like that that's the case. Which is why you knowing," Kurt was surprised to see Blaine start to blush as he spoke. "Is kind of a big deal."

"I don't think I'm following," Kurt said when it became apparent that Blaine was looking for some sort of response. "What does that have to do with me knowing?"

Blaine's flush deepened, but he didn't break eye contact. "I've kind of… had my eye on you all semester? Well, since you sang Being Alive at last year's Winter Concert actually. And when we were put in a class together, it was the perfect way to get know you and maybe ask you out, but then I'd have to tell you about the whole Nightbird thing, and who knows how you'd react," Blaine rambled. "I just didn't want to ask you out and then tell you and hurt both of us, or lo-"

Kurt took a step forward, quieting Blaine by wrapping an arm around his waist and pulling him closer, before kissing him. Blaine responded eagerly, both arms wrapping around Kurt in return.

There was a loud shout and they broke apart.

"Does this mean you like me too?" Blaine asked hopefully.

"Perhaps," Kurt teased.

Blaine pouted.

"Let me take you out for an early dinner date tonight?" Kurt asked. "You got to tell me all about how you've liked me for ages, so I should probably return the favor."

Blaine beamed. "Yeah, yeah, I would like that a lot. Want to meet outside the library at 5?"

"It's a date." Kurt kissed him one more time before reluctantly pulling away. "I should get going to my Shakespeare class."

Blaine pulled him back, kissing him on the cheek before letting go. "I need to study for music theory anyways. Walk you to class?"

"Sure," Kurt agreed, accepting the hand Blaine was holding out for him. "I would love that."