Blaine stopped outside the building and looked up at it, seriously going over the thoughts in his head. Should he really go up to the apartment and try to work this out? Or should he do the easy thing and run? He could take a flight back to Lima, hang with his friends and try to forget that this ever happened. He could move on with his life and let Kurt have his life, which he seemed to want. But no. Blaine had made up his mind. He was going to walk up to the apartment, make this all work. Kurt must want it a little bit, judging by the text he sent. He knew that Kurt loved him; he'd just been a bit bad at showing it. And he loved Kurt, which he thought he'd proved by coming here. He opened the door to the building and walked in. His heart started beating faster and the nervousness was taking over him. He reached the door and put up his hand to knock, but hesitated. He thought quickly about everything before knocking two times on the door. He'd made up his mind, he had to do this. For their relationship, it was make it or break it. And they really couldn't break something that was already so shattered.

The door swung open to reveal a very excited Kurt who immediately dragged Blaine through the front door and into his arms. "I'm. Sorry. I'm. So. So. Sorry. Never. Leave. Again." He mumbled in between kisses. Kisses on Blaine's forehead, his cheeks, his nose, his neck until Blaine became frustrated and dragged Kurt into a passionate kiss (no tongue of course, Kurt hated tongue) before they ended up in Kurt's room. Both pulling at each other's clothes, this was a dance they had perfected over the years. Blaine couldn't help but smile as even in the midst of the passion Kurt still took the time to fold all his clothes into neat piles. Blaine's clothes however were thrown on the floor, something he knew Kurt wouldn't be best pleased with in the morning but right now he didn't care. He had Kurt back. And not just the Kurt from the wedding who wanted drunk, slutty wedding sex, but the Kurt who would kiss him in all the right places, the Kurt who didn't just have a look of lust in his eyes, but something else too: love. The two of them were so caught up in the moment that they didn't hear the door of the apartment swiftly open and a gaggle of voices in the living room. It wasn't until they heard a large crash that Kurt tore his lips from Blaine's with a slight nervous look on his face. "Blaine. I think someone's breaking in."

They quickly got dressed, which made Blaine frustrated as he clearly had activities on his mind that didn't involve clothes. But Kurt, lovely and sweet Kurt, wanted to see who the hell was breaking in. Blaine couldn't really care less. He wanted Kurt, now. But no, that wouldn't happen. Because someone had decided to ruin the moment. Kurt slowly opened the door only to let out a gasp, which made Blaine really confused. It didn't sound like a "I'm so scared, we're going to die" gasp, but more like a genuinely shocked gasp. Blaine peered out from the room and saw… the Glee club. In its entirety. They had completely taken over the apartment, with food and alcohol and hey was someone playing the guitar? Kurt opened the door more and said, "Guys?"

They all seemed completely oblivious to the fact that there were two very confusing guys watching their every move. Finn was the first one to turn around and he smiled brightly. "HEY!" he shouted, which made everyone else turn around. And with everyone, Blaine meant everyone. He could see Sam, who looked like he was in a passionate discussion with Ryder what song he'd just played on the guitar. And there was Santana, standing in the corner talking to Brittany and Quinn. Rachel was nowhere to be seen, as usual. Tina was sitting at the kitchen table with Unique, carefully pouring a drink. Artie was even there (God knows how they'd gotten him up the stairs?) and he was talking to Jake about something. Kitty was looking bored and drinking quickly from a cup as Marley told her in detail about what she and Jake had discussed on the plane there.

"What… what the hell are you guys doing here?" Kurt said, and broke the silence.

Finn looked around and smiled. "It's a reunion guys."

Blaine chuckled. "Yeah, we figured… But why?"

"Well, since you guys are reunited, we figured everyone should be!" Sam said, walking over and hugging Blaine.

"But… I talked to you on the phone like half an hour ago?"

Sam laughed, "yeah dude, I was in already in New York then. Got on a plane here quickly after you did"

"How did you know we'd work it out?" Blaine said, smiling.

"Well, it's you and Kurt. Of course you'd work it out. And if you hadn't, we'd thrown a party anyways. To cheer you up. Here, have a drink" Sam handed him a red cup and Blaine looked around. They were all here, his friends. And it was really cool of them to come here. But honestly, he just wanted to be alone with Kurt. He looked at Kurt, who was laughing at something Quinn had said and smiled a little. He was happy, that was for sure.

Kurt smiled over at Blaine from his position on the couch next to Quinn. Blaine and Sam were from the looks of it deep in conversation, Sam using wild hand gestures to prove the point he was trying to make whilst Blaine just grinned, clearly pleased with having the second half of Blam back. Kurt was pulled out of his thoughts as Quinn thrusted a drink in his hand and mumbled something about how she really needed to talk to Santana. Finn clearly saw this as an opportunity to quiz his stepbrother on how things had turned out with Blaine. Finn flopped down on the couch next to him looking incredibly pleased with himself. "I knew it! I knew you guys were going to get back together. Sure, it kinda grosses me out thinking about what you were probably doing before we got in but in all seriousness, I'm glad it worked out for you. I wish I could say the same for me." Kurt cocked his head to the side as in invitation for Finn to continue with his story. "I guess I just don't see where my life is going right now. I feel as if I'm having one of those midlife crises but I'm only nineteen! I swear to God I found I grey hair this morning." Kurt sniggered at Finn's overdramatics before giving him what he hoped was a motivational brotherly pep-talk, whilst being slightly distracted staring at Blaine. His mind drifted back to their earlier activities and was seriously tempted to drag Blaine back into his bedroom and continue where they left off when the sound of Sam playing the guitar whilst Blaine sung 'Wake Me Up Before You Go Go' came to his attention.

Blaine hadn't intended for them to start singing, especially not a song by Wham. But they had practiced it for Glee Club earlier in the week and it had been so much fun. Sam had just started playing the song on his guitar during the party and Blaine couldn't not sing, right? So he'd burst out in song with Sam and the rest of the glee club had joined it during the choruses. When the song was over, Blaine laughed. He was genuinely really, really happy. He looked at Kurt, who was sitting next to Finn in the couch. He looked so happy and he smiled at Kurt, who smiled back. Suddenly, the door to Rachel's room opened and she stood there looking confused.

"I wondered what the hell all the noise was…. What's going on here?"

"Racheeeeeeel" Sam shouted, clearly a bit too intoxicated. Blaine couldn't help but laugh as Sam lifted a very confused Rachel up and spun her around a few times and didn't stop even though she screamed. When Sam put her down, she just said, "Sam" sternly, which made Sam laugh hysterically before going to grab another drink. He was a weird boy, that Sam Evans. Which was why Blaine loved him so much. Suddenly Blaine felt an arm around his neck and he realised that Sam was clinging onto him. "Duuuuude. You're awesome" He tried hugging Blaine, but Sam was so drunk that it ended up with Sam giving Blaine a really tight side hug while Blaine just laughed. Rachel was still standing in her doorway, looking judgingly at everyone. She was trying to get Kurt's attention, but he was in a conversation with Finn that seemed to be serious, and Blaine knew that Rachel wouldn't go over there and interrupt it. Not after what had happened with her and Finn. Besides, that Brody guy was probably still in Rachel's bedroom.

"Hey guys, you know what we should do?" Kitty said, trying to get everyone's attention. She held up and empty beer bottle and smiled. "Anyone up for some spin the bottle?"

"Yes!" shouted Sam and pulled off his t-shirt, before Blaine could stop him and tell him that it wasn't a game that required him to be shirtless. Then again, it wasn't a bad sight. They all sat down in a circle, apart from Rachel who finally had enough of glaring at everyone and went back into her room and slammed the door shut. Not that anyone cared. Blaine doubted that most of them had even noticed her. Santana was the first to spin the bottle, because let's face it, if Santana didn't get to start she would probably throw down. The bottle stopped at Quinn and Santana rolled her eyes before leaning over and giving Quinn and quick but passionate kiss. It looked like it wasn't the first time they'd done that. Blaine raised his eyebrows at Kurt who nodded. Apparently Kurt agreed, huh. Maybe Quinn and Santana had a secret thing. Blaine looked at Brittany quickly, who just smiled. She looked like she hadn't got a care in the world. It was pretty much exactly what Blaine felt like right now. Happy and not a single problem. Why couldn't every day be like this?

The game of spin the bottle was going surprisingly well, considering the incestuous nature of the glee club. Of course there was the awkward moment where the bottle landed on Finn and Sam - Sam clearly way to intoxicated to care that he was about to kiss one of his best friends "butttttttttt Fiiiiiiinn, we're the only people who haven't kissed!" to which Finn shot Kurt an exasperated look, prompting Kurt to move the game swiftly on. Santana and Quinn shared another kiss, followed by Ryder and Marley, then Ryder and Kitty before finally landing on Blaine and Kurt. Ignoring the catcalls and the numerous 'WOOOOOOOOOOS!' (Undoubtedly from Sam) Blaine crawled over from his space next to Tina before resting directly in front of Kurt, tugging at the collar of his shirt to pull him into a kiss. Blaine had kissed Kurt plenty of times, in they had so many kisses that he couldn't keep count but this one was different. It spoke volumes more than words could and when Kurt stroked that place on the back of Blaine's neck that made him go all kinds of crazy he figured he should probably end the kiss soon before they ended up giving the glee club a show. Blaine pulled out of the kiss, smiling brightly at Kurt before returning to his spot next to Tina.

Sam was drunk, like really really drunk. When he stood up the world was spinning, not that he didn't enjoy it. He liked feeling a little bit lost, feeling like he was really living life. He started humming some Ke$ha song quietly, or at least he thought so. Blaine shook his head and said, "Sam, why are you singing?"

Sam turned around a bit too quickly and got a head rush and had to sit down a chair. Blaine grabbed his arm just when he was about to fall off the chair. Wow, Sam really was wasted. "I'm singing… because I love, LOVE, L O V E, life!" Sam slurred and smiled and Blaine couldn't help but laugh. He looked around the room and smiled. The glee club members were all passed out on different places in the room. Santana had dragged both Brittany and Quinn into her bedroom, while Artie was passed out on the couch. Marley and Jake had fallen asleep on a spare mattress on the floor, and next to them were another mattress which had a snoring Ryder and a passed out Kitty on it. Kitty kept hitting Ryder in her sleep, or well, at least Blaine thought she was asleep. To be honest, she could've been awake for all he knew. Blaine had made it his mission to get Sam to go to sleep, but Sam seemed hell-bent on being awake and singing Ke$ha songs really loud. There were two more mattresses plotted out around the living room and kitchen area and Finn had just passed out on one of them.

"Duuuuude" Sam whined, which brought Blaine back from his thoughts.
"Yeah?"

"I tired. I need sleep"

Blaine smiled and grabbed a hold of Sam. He wouldn't make it to the mattress on his own, Blaine knew that much. Sam stood up and felt like he was in an earthquake, or well a spinning one. It was all too much. "Whoa whoa" he said before taking two steps forward and falling headfirst onto the mattress. Well, at least he was on it. Blaine sighed.

"Are you okay, man?"

Sam let out some muffled noises and Blaine laughed. Sam lifted up his head and said, "Dude, I'm good. Thanks for taking care of me. You're awesome."

He then let his head fall down on the mattress again and one minute later, he was snoring. Blaine just smiled, happy that Sam had finally fallen asleep. He walked into Kurt's room, closed the door and looked at the bed. Kurt was already asleep, down for the night. But that was okay, because it wasn't like Blaine was planning on having sex with Kurt while the whole Glee club was outside anyway. He took off his clothes, leaving only his boxers on, and got in the bed. The bed was warm and as he put his head on the pillow, he realised how tired he was. He put one arm underneath the pillow and the other arm around Kurt. He'd missed this so much. He kissed the back of Kurt's neck, before falling asleep – feeling happier than in a long time.