Sitting at the Lima Bean on a Sunday afternoon wasn't very exciting, but Kurt knew it was one place where he could talk to Blaine about what had happened the day before without being interrupted or worrying about who might hear them. They had decided to sit at a small table after ordering their drinks, where there were only a few other customers sitting down far away from them.

Kurt was cautious of his surroundings before beginning to tell him about what Dave had said to his father. Blaine sat in his chair silently, occasionally taking a sip from his cup, nodding, or raising an eyebrow at what he was being told.

"So he just... came out and told your dad?" Blaine had already asked this question quite a few times, but Kurt still felt that the whole situation was so surreal that he barely even noticed.

"Yeah," Kurt said, wide-eyed as he took a drink.

"That's... interesting," Blaine replied.

"Yeah," Kurt repeated, still not quite able to believe it himself.

Blaine looked down at his cup for a few moments, pushing it back and forth between his hands before speaking again. "How'd he take it?"

"My dad?" Kurt had finally broken Blaine's trance as he looked back up to his boyfriend.

"Yeah."

Kurt let out a rough sigh. "Oh, I don't know... I mean, we haven't really talked about it since it happened, to be honest." He glanced at a woman sitting a few tables over who was reading a book before looking back. "It's funny, as soon as I realized what Dave was about to say, I started freaking out. I was thinking, okay, my dad is possibly going to ask if I knew and then he's going to want to know how I found out... it was a little tense."

Blaine smirked a bit, "yeah, sounds like it."

"It was just," Kurt shook his head, closing his eyes briefly. "Unbelievable... I definitely wasn't expecting any of that, you know?"

"Yeah..." Blaine nodded, staring at the table as he was still assessing the entire situation in his head. "So, did your dad kind of freak out then?"

Kurt raised one of his eyebrows before taking another sip from his cup. "Didn't really freak out, no. He just," he shrugged. "He got a little intense, and then started asking those questions."

He laughed to himself before continuing. "But... it was okay. I think he kind of got Dave for the first time, if that makes any sense." Kurt was wondering if it actually did or not. "I mean, obviously, I don't think he's all okay with him now, but it probably makes much more sense to him than it did before."

"So," Blaine paused. "You told your dad how you found out about him then?"

Kurt scoffed in amusement. "Uh, no. That definitely didn't need to come up at that moment." Or ever, he thought. "I just... told him I followed him into the locker room that one day, and that we started yelling at each other, and... that he just told me."

Blaine's eyes narrowed as he stared at Kurt. "So, you lied?"

Kurt stared back at his boyfriend for a moment- his mouth open slightly as he thought over how to reply. "What was I supposed to say, exactly?" He couldn't help but roll his eyes.

"There's no need to get defensive," Blaine said, raising both his hands up to attempt to show he hadn't meant anything by that question. "I was just asking."

Kurt looked away and focused on the front counter. He could feel himself getting slightly irritated and started shaking his head to try to not saying anything else.

"Kurt, come on," Blaine continued. He reached his arm out over the table and placed his hand on top of Kurt's. "I mean... I don't know, you haven't even mentioned how he kissed you since that time I went with you to McKinley."

That was true. Kurt had that memory of his first kiss with a boy creep up on him on several occasions, but he always pushed it aside when it did. It wasn't something he wanted to analyze, and it definitely wasn't something he wanted to discuss. Especially with Blaine.

"Yeah, and we all know how great of an idea that was," Kurt said, now focused on a painting that was hanging on the wall to his left.

Blaine moved his hand back to his lap, never taking his eyes off Kurt. Kurt couldn't see, but Blaine's expression turned sympathetic quickly. They sat in silence for a few moments before Blaine decided to speak again. "What?"

Kurt finally looked back towards Blaine. "Maybe I don't want to talk about it. There's nothing to say."

Blaine scoffed, looking around the coffee shop and then closing his eyes for a moment. "Fine. I just... I can't help but wonder if he did it because he likes you or something."

"Blaine, stop."

"Can you blame me? Look, I'm sorry. It's just that he's making all this progress with your help and he's spending all this time with you and I'm starting to get a little-"

"Okay, I'm just going to say this to ease your mind, alright?" Kurt said, interrupting the end of Blaine's statement. He couldn't take it anymore. He wasn't that angry with Blaine, but the fact that he kept pushing it annoyed him.

"Yes, he kissed me, but I'm pretty sure that it was because I was in his face and yelling at him when he hadn't told anybody the truth yet. That was probably not how he had planned on telling me, though I'm pretty sure that it wasn't on his list of things to do that day either." The words were coming out of his mouth faster than he realized, yet he still had more to say.

"Do I think that he did it because he likes me? No. Do I think that he likes me now? No. Was I fine with what he did? No. But I don't want to talk about it with you or him or anybody. Yes, he's done a lot since then to make up for his mistakes. He needs a friend right now, and I'm doing that for him because I want to. That's all that's going on, so can you please just drop this?"

Blaine just sat there for a few moments, silent, as his mouth was open slightly. He looked around the Lima Bean once more, swallowing hard, before looking back at Kurt. "Yeah," he sighed before smiling in amusement at his boyfriend's rant. "I think I can."

Kurt attempted to hide his own smile towards his little outburst. "Thank you."

"You're quite welcome," Blaine said, resting his right elbow on the table to put his hand underneath his chin. He was still smiling at Kurt.

Kurt rolled his eyes again, shaking his head as he started to laugh lightly. "You're really irritating at times, you know that?"

Blaine nodded. "Yeah, well, you must like me at least a little bit if I'm still your boyfriend."

"Just you wait," Kurt replied, taking another sip from his cup.

"Is that a threat?"

Kurt shrugged, "maybe."

Blaine smiled, turning around to grab his bag off of the chair. "Alright, as much as I hate to have to say this, I gotta go."

"Fine," Kurt said dramatically. "I see how it is. Always running off and leaving me all alone."

Blaine looked at Kurt- his face sad all of a sudden. "You know how much I hate being away from you."

"I know," Kurt said, nodding.

"I'll call you tonight, okay?"

"Okay."

"I love you," Blaine said, standing up from his chair to pull the strap of his bag over his head to rest on his shoulder.

Kurt glanced down at his coffee cup for a moment and then back up to his boyfriend. "I love you too," he said too quickly. Why do I always say it like that?

Blaine kissed Kurt's cheek and walked away, leaving Kurt alone at the table to gather his thoughts. He glanced back over to the painting on his left that he had been staring at earlier. It was of a man sitting on a park bench by himself on a cloudy day, looking so sad about something.

Kurt couldn't help but wonder why he felt just like the man looked. I love him, he thought. Don't I?

PFLAG meetings had been going well between Kurt and Dave. They had spent most of the time researching on what they needed to do, as well as deciding to get Ms. Pillsbury on board to help them out. They had also made plans to stop by a meeting at Rhodes State College within the next few weeks. A few members of New Directions said that they were interested in joining, though a few were still surprised that Dave was involved. This, of course, included Rachel Berry.

Rachel was one of the few members to not truly acknowledge Dave's presence during glee club meetings or rehearsals. She seemed to not want to let go of the past, nor give David any sort of chance at all.

That was, until Mr. Schue announced the next assignment for the group one day.

Standing up at the dry-erase board, Mr. Schuester wrote out DUETS in large letters for everyone to see. He capped the marker, setting it back on the tray before turning towards his students.

"Please tell me we can win something again," Sam said instantly.

"Ha, nice try," Mr. Schue replied. "It's that time of the year again... duets!" He flashed a huge grin, opening up his arms wide to show off his jazz hands.

Everyone basically stayed silent, staring ahead at him to show that they clearly weren't as excited as he was.

Dave just looked scared. Santana was messing with her fingernails. Finn was staring at Rachel's legs, as she had worn a skirt that day without any socks or stockings. Puck was half asleep, about to start drooling on Lauren's shoulder at any minute.

In other words, it was your typical glee club meeting.

The only people who looked remotely pleased were Rachel, obviously, as well as the two newest members- Rebecca and Troy.

"Like we've been doing the past couple of years," Mr. Schuester continued, "I want you guys to pair up with somebody and work on a song together. Now, you're allowed to choose whatever type of song you want, as long as you split it up equally between each other."

"So... we won't win anything this year," Santana said, finally looking away from her nails.

Mr. Schue shook his head. "No, I'm sorry guys, but I shouldn't have to give you anything to get you all motivated." He looked around the room at all of his students for a moment, taking a deep breath before speaking again. "For most of you, this is your last shot at Nationals... but we still have Sectionals and Regionals to worry about. And that should be enough motivation to get you to work hard."

Kurt noticed Dave shift in his chair, clearly uncomfortable at the thought of finally having to sing in front of everyone. Dave had initially said that he had been working on something, but it hadn't been brought up since.

He nudged Dave's shoulder lightly, whispering, "you'll be fine." Dave looked over to see Kurt smiling softly.

He flashed an obviously fake smile back. "Yeah," he replied.

"Mr. Schuester?" Rachel said, raising her hand like she always did when she had something to say. "I'd just like to be the first to say that Finn and I will be partners for this assignment."

"What a surprise," Quinn responded.

"Sorry, Rachel. We're going to do things a little different this time around," Mr. Schuester paused for dramatic effect. "This year, instead of allowing you to choose your own partner or drawing names out of a hat... I will be choosing your partner for you."

"What?"

Kurt looked around, trying to determine who had yelled that out. He eventually came to the conclusion that it must have been more than one person, as most of the members of New Directions were now talking at the same time. Most were mentioning how they weren't exactly thrilled with Mr. Schue's idea after he had let them choose their own partner last year.

Kurt, on the other hand, glanced back over to Dave. He honestly looked like he was going to be sick. He better not throw up on my shoes, he thought instantly.

"Guys, come on!" Mr. Schuester shouted, attempting to get their attention once more. Everyone finally quieted down enough for him to continue. "I will be choosing your partner for you, and that's final. And I'm going to be pairing you up with someone that you either haven't gotten along with in the past or someone that you haven't sung with before."

Almost everyone started looking around the room, imagining whom they could possibly have to work with on this assignment.

Maybe Mr. Schue will pair me up with David... Kurt thought.

"This group has always been about teamwork, and some of you still need to learn about that. Alright?" Mr. Schuester asked. No one seemed to complain so he began looking around the room to see whom he could pair up.

"Okay, let's see... uh, Kurt, let's have you duet with Brittany." Kurt looked over towards Brittany, nodding and smiling softly. She smiled back.

He instantly was reminded of when they had "dated" back in sophomore year. And what an interesting experience that was.

"Tina," Mr. Schue continued. "I'll have you pair up with Finn." They also looked and smiled at each other, though Rachel instantly scoffed and crossed her arms.

Mr. Schuester looked at Rachel for a moment before speaking to her. "Rachel," he stated. "Let's have you work with," he glanced around at the faces once more. "David."

Almost everyone turned their head to look at Dave's reaction- Kurt included. He was staring at Mr. Schue with his left eyebrow raised and mouth opened slightly. He glanced down at Rachel and then at everyone staring at him.

"Mr. Schuester..." Rachel finally spoke up.

"Rachel, you're working with David. Help him out, alright?"

She said nothing, so Mr. Schue continued pairing people up.

Kurt leaned over a little to Dave, whispering to him again. "You look like you're going to be sick."

Dave swallowed hard, looking over to Kurt. "I'm okay," he said, though it definitely didn't seem that way.

"Good," Kurt smiled. "And you'll be fine," he reassured him. "Yes, Rachel can be really annoying and... okay, maybe she's a little scary at times as well. But she'll definitely be able to help you out. Don't worry."

Kurt wasn't honestly sure of how much Rachel actually would be willing to help Dave out, especially with the way she had been ignoring him lately. But he instantly felt like he had to try and make him feel better about the entire situation.

"Yeah," Dave replied, nodding a little. "Okay," flashing his fake smile again.

Mr. Schuester finally finished pairing everyone up after having to switch a few people around. "Alright, guys," he stated, clearly satisfied with whom he had chosen to work together. "I think that's enough for the day, so I'll see you all later. Get to work!"

Everyone started gathering up their things to head out. Dave was grabbing his books from the floor when he turned around to see Rachel suddenly standing directly in front of him.

"David," she said.

"Uh... hi."

"I expect you to meet me in here tomorrow right after school so we can start working," she nodded- her facial expression showing off her determination like it usually did.

Dave went wide-eyed and began to nod. "Okay..."

Rachel glanced over Dave's face, before turning around to walk out the door. Quinn quickly came over to his side. "You'll get used to her," she said smiling.

"Yeah, I hope so," Dave laughed lightly.

"Anyways," she continued. "I have an idea to get your mind off your nerves for a little while."

"Is that so?"

Kurt had moved to the other side of the room to catch up to Mercedes for a moment. She had just left the choir room when he turned back to go grab his bag.

Standing in front of Dave were Quinn, Santana, and Brittany. They were all either laughing or smiling about something, but all Kurt really noticed was Dave. He was smiling like he had only seen him smile a few times before.

A real smile, Kurt thought. And there's the real Dave.

Kurt had stopped at his locker momentarily to get a few books that he needed before he was able to go home. He quickly shoved them into his bag, moving his hand to shut his locker closed.

He immediately let out a light yelp, clutching his right hand to his chest. Leaning against the locker directly next to his was Quinn. "Okay, you really shouldn't sneak up on people like that."

"Sorry," she said laughing to herself. "A few of us are going to Breadstix tonight for dinner. You should come."

Kurt raised an eyebrow at the invitation. "A few of us as in whom?"

She shrugged, as if she did this all the time. "Santana and Brittany, me and Dave."

"Interesting group," Kurt nodded, smiling in amusement at the thought of Dave alone with three girls. "I don't know," he sighed.

"Come on, Kurt," Santana stated, as she showed up out of nowhere with Brittany. "You can even bring that boy-toy of yours along if you want."

Kurt scoffed at that suggestion. "Yeah, that might not be the best idea."

Quinn flashed him a confused expression momentarily.

"It was David's idea," Santana said quickly.

"Who's David?" Brittany asked.

All three of them looked at her instantly, though this kind of comment from Brittany wasn't exactly surprising. "Dave, sweetie," Santana replied.

There was a pause before Brittany finally said, "oh." Santana rolled her eyes and dragged her down the hallway towards one of the exits.

Quinn finally looked back at Kurt. "So that was Dave's suggestion," he stated, questioning it to himself.

"What did I suggest?" Dave, just like Santana and Brittany, had suddenly appeared in the hallway.

"That I should invite Blaine to this little get-together tonight."

"Oh," he shrugged. "Yeah... I did." He shrugged again. Kurt couldn't exactly read his face, and that worried him.

Yet, the more Kurt thought about it, the more amusing it was to him. He laughed to himself, only being able to let out a "huh."

Quinn smiled, though she still looked confused.

Dave laughed lightly, "what?"

"Are you sure you're okay with that? I mean, I don't have to invite him."

Dave thought it over for a moment before saying anything. "I know," he said, nodding. "But yeah, it's fine." His face was still unreadable.

Kurt sighed a little bit. "Alright, well... I guess I'm in."

"Good," Quinn said.

"I'll see you both later then," Dave replied, walking down the hallway towards the same exit Santana and Brittany had taken.

He watched him walk away for a few moments before turning back to Quinn. She was still staring at him, smiling, and obviously wondering what that little conversation was all about. "What?" she asked.

Kurt shook his head, laughing lightly again. "Nothing at all."