Dear Readers,

I apologize profusely for my temporary hiatus. My computer died last week, and we just got a new one. I had to start this chapter from scratch. Which was really annoying. Anyhoo, due to the fact that I felt I should get this chapter out as soon as possible, it's quite a bit shorter than I would've liked. I'll make sure my next one is longer. Again, I apologize for not updating in forever. I hope you enjoy this chapter as much as I enjoyed writing it.

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You'reAbsurd

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Chapter 4: Midnight Confessions

"We got in! We got in!" Kurt came running up to Blaine, arms flailing as he shared his news. Blaine grinned at him and pulled him into a tight hug. They twirled on the spot for a moment, limbs still tangled together. They finally broke apart, smiles plastered on their faces. Blaine was wearing his "heart melting smile", as Kurt called it. Every time Blaine looked at him with that smile, Kurt melted, just a tiny bit.

"That's fantastic! I have to go tell Wes and David!" Blaine hurried off in the opposite direction. "I'll see you at dinner, Kurt," he threw over his shoulder. Kurt's face fell as he watched Blaine scurry down the winding corridor in pursuit of his friends. Ever since Blaine had met Wes and David, he'd been spending increasingly more time with them. Meaning he was spending less time with Kurt. He felt like he was being replaced. Blaine assured him that Kurt was still his best friend, but it still hurt. It didn't help that Kurt had all these unresolved feelings for Blaine that he was still trying to figure out. He'd thought that they'd be able to spend more time together once they both got into Glee Club, but with Blaine hanging out with Wes and David 24/7 he wasn't so sure that was going to happen. How was he supposed to figure out his feelings for Blaine when he hardly ever saw him? Kurt gave an exasperated huff and headed toward the dormitories, muttering under his breath all the way.

Blaine walked briskly down the hallway, craning his neck over the sea of whispering students, searching for his two best friends. Other than Kurt of course. He finally saw them, leaning against a pillar, watching the passing students on their way to class. They looked up as he approached, waving to him wildly and shouting about how much they "missed him". Yeah, right. Blaine ducked his head in embarrassment. Wes hooked his arm around Blaine's shoulders, rubbing his head vigorously. Blaine shouted in protest, his hands flinging up to protect his curls. He glared at his friend and backed away. "So what are you two delinquents up to this afternoon?"

"Terrorizing the first years, of course!" David answered cheerily. Wes nodded excitedly in agreement. "What brings you to our neck of the woods?"

"I have great news! I got into the Glee Club!" His exclamation was greeted with loud congratulations and fierce slapping on the back.

"That's awesome!" Wes beamed. "Now we can hang out even more!" He and David high fived. Blaine laughed at their child-like demeanor.

"I'll see you guys later, I gotta go meet Kurt for dinner." Blaine glanced down at his watch. Oh crap. He was going to be late. He rushed towards the Great Hall, his robes flying out behind him like a cape. He arrived at the Hall breathless and lost. He scanned the crowd for that all too familiar face, eventually spotting him at the far end of the Gryffindor table. He was taking up far more space than he actually needed. He was saving him a seat. Blaine's heart fluttered at the small gesture. The little things like that really showed him how much Kurt cared. He just needed to know if his feelings went past caring or not.

Kurt scooted down the bench and Blaine took his rightful place beside him. Kurt gave him a fleeting look, then went back to pushing his peas around his plate. His expression was contemplative and…. Angry? "Is something wrong?" Blaine asked worriedly.

"No, no, everything's fine." Kurt brushed off Blaine's query with a wave of his hand. Blaine was not convinced, but the Great Hall was hardly the place for this conversation. He turned to the table full of dishes in front of him. Before he could get his hands on a piece of shepherd's pie, the food in front of him disappeared, to be replaced with an array of desserts. He settled for a slice of treacle tart. As he ate, he thought. He and Kurt had never really had a personal conversation. They'd never spoken about anything...meaningful. Well, he thought. That's about to change. He swallowed the bite of tart he'd been chewing on, and leaned over to whisper into Kurt's ear.

"Tonight. Gryffindor commons. Midnight."

He could have sworn he saw Kurt shiver, just a little bit.

"Blaine," Kurt hissed. Blaine popped his head out from behind one of the armchairs. He gestured for Kurt to come sit beside him. Kurt padded quietly across the room, sliding down next to Blaine. "Well," he prodded. "What did you want to talk about?" Blaine hesitated. He didn't know how to start.

"I don't know, I just feel like, we haven't really had a real conversation yet." Kurt looked confused. "Like a heart to heart conversation. I think it's time we laid everything on the table," he continued. He took a deep breath. "And..there's something that you should know about me. Kurt, I'm…I'm gay." He peeked up at Kurt's expression. He looked speechless. "I hope this doesn't change anything with us. If it makes you uncomfortable, I totally understand - " Kurt slapped his hand over Blaine's mouth, quieting his nervous rambling.

"Blaine. It's okay. I'm gay too." As soon as the words were out of his mouth, his eyes widened, and he removed his hand from Blaine's lips to cover his own. He looked astonished.

"Kurt?" Blaine shifted closer, placing a hand on Kurt's shoulder.

"I..I've never told anyone before," Kurt said quietly. A tear rolled down his cheek. He pressed his hands to his eyes as they started to flow more steadily.

"Awh, Kurt." Blaine hugged him tightly, swaying back and forth slightly.

"I never thought I'd cry this much," Kurt chuckled lightly. "This is so embarrassing."

"Hey," Blaine pulled back to look at him. He tilted Kurt's chin up so he could gaze into his eyes. "There's nothing to be ashamed of." He pointed to himself. "No judgment." Kurt gave him a watery smile.

"Thanks," Kurt breathed.

Blaine shrugged and smiled. "What are best friends for?" Kurt beamed at him.

Blaine and Kurt talked well into the early hours of morning. They talked about Kurt's mom dying, about Blaine's unsupportive father, about getting bullied in Muggle school. About anything and everything. When they finally went to bed, it was with a new sense of comfort. Of acceptance. Of love. Both of them knew that they could always count on the other. They trooped up the winding staircase to their four-poster beds in comfortable silence. When they were about to go their separate ways, Kurt grabbed Blaine's wrist before he could leave. Blaine turned back towards him, curious.

"I'm really lucky to have you as a best friend," Kurt said simply. He squeezed Blaine's hand, and said goodnight.

Blaine's hand still tingled from Kurt's touch. He went to sleep feeling lighter and happier than he ever had.

Maybe that had something to do with the fluttering of his heart.

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