What do you do when you're stuck
'Cause the one that you love
Has pushed you away
And you can't deal with the pain

Kurt drummed his fingers on the table, checking his phone again as he waited. He had been confused when Blaine had asked to meet. It was a weekday after all. There was something in Blaine's voice, though. Something that told Kurt this meeting wasn't going to bode well for either of them. He'd have to be an idiot to not know what was coming. It was his own fault, though. He'd brought this on himself.

Blaine walked in, heading directly for the counter, as Kurt knew he would. He watched Blaine's every movement, admiring the fact that despite what he was about to do, he still looked so calm and collected and like nothing was going to happen. He came over to Kurt with a smile on his face that didn't quite reach his eyes. But only Kurt would see that. Kurt knew him well enough to know.

And now you're trying to fix me
Mend what he did
And find the piece that I'm missing

"Hey you." Kurt said playfully, trying to dispel some of the tension.

"Hey Kurt," Blaine said, settling in the seat across from him. "How are you?"

"I'm good," Kurt told him before taking a sip of his coffee. "I was going to spend the day working out what song I was going to sing for the sake of Christmas, but this is a much more pleasant way to spend my day."

"Christmas song, huh? Any ideas?" Blaine said, jumping on the topic. Kurt could see his hesitation, see that he wanted to stall for as long as he could before getting into the conversation he'd come to have with Kurt.

"Mhm," Kurt smiled. "I was thinking we could sing Let It Snow."

Blaine cocked his head for a minute, taking a deep breath. Kurt mentally kicked himself because he actually hadn't meant to force the conversation in that direction, but that really was what he'd been thinking about. Before he had realized that Blaine was going to break up with him, of course. Now he really wasn't sure at all what he was going to sing for Christmas, but he did know one thing. It sure as hell wouldn't be a cheerful song.

But I still miss him, I miss him, I'm missing him
I miss him, I miss him, I'm missing him

"Kurt..." Blaine said warily. He studied Kurt for a moment before taking Kurt's hand in his, and Kurt sucked in a deep breath. He didn't know why. Kurt was the one being broken up with here. Then again, the feeling was quite obviously mutual. Is this what they called a mutual break-up? Kurt had never really understood the concept.

And you're sitting in the front row
Wanna be first in line

"I know." Kurt interrupted. Blaine was struggling enough with this, and Kurt really didn't want to make it any harder on him. He wanted to laugh at this thought because since when did anyone ever try to make being broken up with any easier? But he was resigned.

Waiting by my window
Giving me all your time

"That this is...?"

"Yes."

Blaine gave Kurt's hand a squeeze. This was the wonderful thing about their friendship. Sometimes words weren't needed to convey anything. So this is what a mutual break-up feels like, Kurt thought to himself. He realized that this was only his second break-up ever and that it had gone so much smoother and less painful than his last. As he looked Blaine in the eyes, he knew that this was in no way going to destroy their friendship. In a way, he felt that it had made it stronger.

"I'm sorry." Kurt said quietly.

"No," Blaine said, shaking his head. "You shouldn't be."

"I don't agree. If I could just let go..."

You could be my hero
If only I could let go

"I wouldn't, if I were you," Blaine told him, and Kurt cocked his head. "Look, if I had a relationship that was even close to what you had with Dave, there was no way I'd ever let go either. You guys, however dysfunctional it was, had something that most people only dream of."

But his love is still in me
Like a broken arrow

"You don't think we had...?" Kurt asked hesitantly. He didn't believe that they did, but he also wanted to know exactly where he stood with Blaine. What Blaine's own feelings had been towards him, because ashamed as he was to admit it, it was never really something that he'd thought about.

"No," Blaine laughed, shaking his head. "I mean, I do love you. There's no doubt about that. But I also don't think we would have lasted more than a few years. We lacked-"

"Passion." They said in unison and both laughed.

"Well, I'm glad we were on the same page." Blaine grinned. Kurt couldn't help but think they shouldn't be laughing or happy right now, but then, what else were they to do? Kurt honestly didn't feel all that upset, and he could see that Blaine didn't either. In fact, the air between them felt incredibly lightened, and Kurt couldn't help but wonder if maybe their decision to pursue a romantic relationship had dragged them down in a way.

"Yes, well, I love you, too. Not in a romantic way, but I do love you." Kurt said as he gave Blaine's hand a squeeze.

"I was a little surprised. I didn't really seem to be your type." Blaine chuckled.

"Ah, but I was taken with you the moment I met you, if you recall." Kurt grinned and Kurt could see the amusement in Blaine's own eyes. Oh, this was so ironic.

"You looked at me as though I was some sort of god."

"I did not!"

"Did too."

He's the thorn in my flesh
That I can't take out

"So what now, Blaine Anderson?" Kurt asked.

"Let It Snow?" Blaine asked, raising an eyebrow.

"Well, it seemed like it would be fun. But it's too cheerful, I think." Kurt answered honestly.

"You are an artist, Kurt. We don't hide the way we feel by covering up with things that we don't feel. We use our art to express how we feel. So, I think you should do something melancholy." Blaine told him, sitting back in his chair.

He's stealing my breath
When you're around

"You're probably right. I don't think the Glee club will like it all that much. Well, maybe Santana, but that's just how she is," Kurt mused, drumming his fingers on the table. A sudden thought struck him. "Oh my god, Mercedes is going to kill me."

"Why do you say that?" Blaine asked, cocking his head.

"Because she's like... she's pushing so hard for you and I. And now that we've... well, she's going to be super pissed." Kurt said sullenly.

"Not her relationship," Blaine said, taking a sip of his drink.

"Doesn't stop her."

"Well, you know, if she's really your friend, she'll care more about your happiness than who you're with, right?" It was Kurt's turn to cock his head, because he hadn't really thought about that before. Mercedes did care about him, he knew, but she also apparently thought she knew what was best for him. Kurt would be lying if he said it didn't bother him a bit. He knew she just didn't want to see him get hurt, though. He could understand that.

"You'd think so." Kurt agreed.

And now you're trying to convince me
He wasn't worth it
But you can't complete me
He's the part that is missing

"I might be out of line asking this, but I'm tired of tip-toeing around. Now that we're back to our previous 'friend' status, I only think it's fair that I get the juicy details. What's going on with you and Dave?" Blaine asked.

Kurt hesitated. Before he and Blaine had become boyfriends, he wouldn't have thought twice about dishing out the details and asking for advice. But when that friend becomes your boyfriend, you don't really want to upset him by whining to him about your ex. Kurt realized for the first time that they had been holding back with each other. Going from friends to boyfriends had kind of stunted their relationship in a way. They had limited themselves because they didn't feel they could be so open with each other anymore. How messed up was that?

What do you do when your heart's in two places
You feel burned but you're torn inside

"Nothing, honestly," Kurt said, chewing his lip. He could tell Blaine everything. Or he could keep his mouth shut. But he felt that he owed this to Blaine because in all honesty, he hadn't been fair to the other boy at all in these last few months. He could give him this much.

So he explained it all to Blaine, down to the last detail. He started with the song in the car, to which Blaine had a eureka moment, everything suddenly fitting together. The intensity with which Blaine listened to Kurt left Kurt in awe. Blaine truly was an amazing man.

You feel loved but you just can't embrace it
You find the right one at the wrong time

He ended with the email he'd gotten back from Dave, and Kurt could see that everything seemed to make sense to Blaine all of a sudden. Maybe that was what Blaine had really wanted. That clarity so that he could understand what had been going on with Kurt.

"First of all," Blaine began with a huge grin. "I totally didn't see Santana coming into your story at any point, but if you think about it, it really makes a lot of sense, doesn't it?"

"What does?" Kurt asked, confused.

"Alright. Look at this group: You, Dave, me, Sebastian, Santana, Brittany. What do we all have common?"

"We're gay? Or well, mostly gay. Brittany is semi-gay, but yeah. Gay."

"Well, yes. I guess you could say that. Maybe I shouldn't have included Britt," Blaine said, scratching his chin. Kurt realized for the first time since Blaine walked in that he actually had stubble. When did Blaine ever have stubble? "We're all troubled. I mean, yeah, all ordinary teens go through their troubles, but we deal with special kinds of circumstances that most don't. We all need each other more than we realize, I think. It only makes sense that we'd all come together in some way or another."

"Huh," Kurt said, sitting back. It did make sense when Blaine put it like that. Some kind of... gay alliance? It was because they were gay that they all faced the issues that they did. It was their sexuality that brought them all together in the way that it had. "Feels weird, in a way."

"I have an idea." Blaine said suddenly, leaning forward in his chair.

"Do tell." Kurt said, intrigued.

"We should all get together on the weekends. A group hang out. The six of us. I think... I think it would be good for all of us."

"I don't know..." Kurt said, hesitant. "Don't you think that might be a little awkward for some involved?"

"Or maybe it would help resolve issues that need resolved?" Blaine suggested, quirking an eyebrow.

"Think about this for a moment. Dave's my ex. You're my ex. Sebastian is Dave's ex. Dave and I obviously aren't on speaking terms. I don't even know if it's possible for Sebastian and I to sit in the same room without fighting. Santana and he would probably try to kill each other by the end of it. And Brittany would be doing god only knows what."

"You underestimate Brittany, you know."

"How's that?"

"You really think that our dear sweet Brittany is going to let things get tense or heated? Not likely. She is the ice-breaker."

"You think so?" Kurt asked, biting his lip.

"I know so. You aren't the only person from McKinley that I talk to, you know."

"Is that so?" Kurt grinned, playing with the lid on his coffee cup. He had suspicions that Blaine and Mercedes texted back and forth a lot, but he hadn't really thought about Blaine and Brittany talking. What did they even have in common? Ah, well, he wasn't going to worry about it.

"It is," Blaine answered, grinning. "We got completely off-topic here, though. The second thing that I wanted to say is that you shouldn't give up on Dave."

"He gave up on me." Kurt said.

"For your sake. Kurt, he loves you so damn much. I honestly can't imagine you coming across anyone that could ever love you as much as Dave does. And I know that you'll never love anyone like you love Dave. You two were meant for each other, which is why you need to keep pushing. Eventually, he's going to give in to his own desire to have you, you know?"

"I don't know. He's so fucking stubborn."

"So are you, Kurt. Just..." Blaine took Kurt's hand again. "Don't give up on him, okay? Do this for you. For Dave. For those of us who want nothing more than to see you guys happy."

"Are there a lot of you?" Kurt asked, smiling.

"I can think of at least seven people."

"Seriously?"

"Seriously."

"I didn't realize we had a fan club." Kurt laughed. Blaine shrugged and gave Kurt's hand a squeeze before pulling his hand back and sitting back in his chair.

"It's something like that," He told Kurt. "I still think we should do that weekend thing with the others."

"Let me try to get things worked out with Dave first," Kurt said and Blaine nodded. Kurt wondered just who these mystery people were that were so invested in his and Dave's relationship. He hadn't ever realized that they meant anything to anyone besides themselves. But support was coming in from so many unexpected places, and it amazed Kurt that he had so many good friends to speak of. He'd been wrong before when he said he didn't have many friends. Besides, the number didn't matter. The quality of the friendships did, and Kurt had to admit that he had some of the finest. "Was it as hard as you thought it would be?"

"No. I mean.. I thought maybe there would be tears and everything. But it was just so... easy. Should it have been so easy?" Blaine wondered.

"Who knows? But it worked out well for us."

"I agree. I feel... lighter." Blaine said, smiling.

"Me too, actually."

But his love is still in me
Like a broken arrow

"So, now what are we going to do to get you and Dave back together?" Blaine asked with a huge grin and Kurt groaned.

"Here we go again."