Blaine's sleep had been unsettled, it usually was. He was constantly tired but unable to get a decent night's sleep. He supposed being tired contributed to his anger.

He willed himself to get out of bed; kicking off his duvet he felt the cold air hit his body. He sat on the edge of his mattress and ran his hands through his hair and down his face stopping on his chin. Feeling the course hair he decided that first on the agenda today was that shave.

Blaine headed to the bathroom, undressed and turned on the shower. He washed his hair; it was a lot longer than it used to be. Blaine wondered what Kurt had thought of him yesterday with his stubble and wild gel free hair. Maybe he should put a haircut on his list of things to do as well. He couldn't help but give a little laugh at his older self, all that gel couldn't have been good for him. After finishing in the shower he dried himself off a little and wrapped the towel around his waist. He leaned against the sink and looked at the mirror above. The lack of sleep was definitely showing its effect now and he had dark circles under his eyes. He ran water in the sink and began his shaving routine.

Kurt slid himself out of bed trying his best not to wake up James. In all honesty he didn't even know why he was here. I guess you could call James Kurt's boyfriend, but Kurt would prefer it if you didn't. They had been seeing each other for about 2 months now, Kurt had enjoyed his company in the beginning but now he wished he'd just leave. James isn't particularly bad, he isn't particularly anything and that is Kurt's problem. James is boring.

When he had got home from work last night he was feeling confused and a little lonely. His journey home had been filled with past memories of Blaine and he found himself wanting company. That's when he had asked James to come round and immediately regretted it.

He had no intention of telling him about Blaine so he made up some lame excuse about missing his dad.

Kurt tiptoed around and got ready for work.

He wondered if yesterday might have been his only chance to see Blaine. He hoped it wasn't.

When Kurt walked into the office that morning he was met by Sugar the receptionist. Sugar seemed like a normal girl with brown hair and big brown eyes. She had a few downfalls though. She was an exceptionally awful singer but sang to herself constantly and made up her own theme tunes and she was also very nosey. When Kurt had first got the job here she hadn't left him alone for weeks, she has this desire to know everything about everyone. So when Kurt saw that smile she was giving him he knew it was going to be a long day.

"So, what the hell happened yesterday?"

"You know what it was, just some new guy in denial, it happens all the time. No big deal okay Sugar?"

"Sure Kurt. Just some guy, some guy who happens to storm out your room mumbling about how much you've changed and how stupid this situation was. Yep, now that you mention it, they all do that."

All Kurt could do was glare at her. Sugar had a proud smile on her face like she had just uncovered the story of the year. She sat at her desk and started filing her nails, but stared at Kurt willing him to continue.

"The guy has a problem, which is why he's here. Maybe I just remind him of someone." Kurt tried, he knew she wouldn't buy it but he didn't give her the chance to say anything else as he walked away into his office.

Blaine's appointment wasn't until next week, if he even turned up that was. So when Kurt had a call from Sugar asking if he had any time to speak to a client, he was extremely surprised when his name was Blaine Anderson.

"Send him in." Kurt told her.

Kurt had all of sudden became very nervous, butterflies had started floating inside him and his palms were sweaty. Blaine shouldn't have this effect on him. Not after all these years. He closed his eyes and took a deep breath. He would handle this professionally.

There was a knock on the door.

Blaine stood there, holding his breath.

"Come in."

Blaine entered; he looked more put together than their previous meeting Kurt thought. Clean shaven and hair styled. He looked presentable but Kurt had to admit he did rather like the rugged look he had been sporting the day before.

Blaine broke the awkward silence.

"Hey."

"Hey."