So I wrote this in spanish class. I was bored. I awwwed when I wrote it, Kurt and Luce totally have a Mr. Schue/Beiste moment (think Never Been Kissed). It's adorable if I do say so myself. The second half was completely hijacked by the whole youtube thing. Sorry, it just ended up that way. Not sure if it's good but I awwed when I wrote the end too, so hopefully it is. It's really called 'Walking That Fine Line Between Friendship and Something More' I thought it was too long so I changed it.

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Kurt couldn't believe how glad he was that the meeting was over. He couldn't sit in that room avoiding
Blaine's gaze any longer. Not without breaking down.

He raced down the hall still in his Adam Lambert inspired outfit, accumulating many shocked and stunned as well as slightly aroused looks. He normally would have found that flattering, but not now. He didn't even notice; tears were stinging at the backs of his eyes. He made it to his room without them spilling over, but once there he couldn't hold back anymore.

They ran down his cheeks as he let out an odd, strangled-sounding laugh. It was so stupid. He was so stupid. He had willingly gotten punched hard in the nose without crying only a month ago, and now he had dissolved into tears because his crush didn't notice when he wore a sexy outfit. He felt so pitiful.

He heard a knock on his locked door and attempted to call out, "Who is it?" without letting the crying show in his voice. He failed miserably and hoped that, whoever it was, he wasn't someone who would spread rumors around. The last thing he wanted was for everyone in the whole school to know that he was crying alone in his room. He felt an immense relief when he heard the voice through the door.

"It's Luce."

Kurt walked up to the door and turned the lock, then yanked it open. He pulled Luce in by the front of his shirt. The light boy was startled by the sudden force on his body and fell into Kurt's room on top of him. Kurt untangled himself as quickly as possible and got up to shut the door, forgetting to lock it this time. He turned to look directly at Luce. Luce's eyes widened as he took in Kurt's own, which were a little red and puffy from the tears they were still releasing. That shock was replaced by a little concerned frown.

"I just knew something was wrong earlier in rehearsal. You were wearing a real smile after our fabulous performance. Then all of a sudden you got that horrible fake one. When you ran out as soon as we were dismissed I knew it had to be serious. So tell me, what's up?"

"It's… It's so stupid. Idiotic, really," Kurt said with a bit of an attempt at a smile.

"I swear I won't think that it's stupid."

"It's just that he didn't notice," there was no need to explain who he was, "I was so sure I would get his attention in this outfit, with that song, but… he didn't even notice. I looked over while I was singing. I was going to beacon him- like this- and he was leaning back in his chair with his eyes closed! He wasn't interested at all, not even enough to stay awake! He didn't even hug me like the others at the end."

Luce looked at him kindly and hugged him close, speaking in his ear.

"I know for a fact that's not true; no one could be disinterested in you. You're beautiful."

Kurt looked at him with pleading eyes, as if to ask, "Really?"

Luce nodded and Kurt relaxed, leaning in closer to the boy he considered to be his best friend. Mercedes held that title as well, but Kurt was glad it was Luce with him now. Neither was better or worse or held a bigger place in his heart, they were just… different. Different pain, different tonic. Luce was the one that he wanted and needed right now.

He laughed, just a little bitterly, as he spoke.

"I was hoping to snare him in and make him fall for me. I was hoping he'd ask me out and we'd go on a d-date on the 14th. Four days. Because, wouldn't it be so romantic? To have my very first date on V-Valentine's day. I was hoping to get a better option to consider as my first k-kiss…" Kurt trailed off, thinking, no, fantasizing, it wasn't ever going to happen, about a date with Blaine. He knew his face had adopted a kind of sad, forlorn look.

Luce gazed at Kurt, who looked so lonely, and his heart couldn't take it. He was trapped in that horrible situation when telling either of his friends, Kurt or Blaine, that they loved each other would have betrayed someone's trust, but he couldn't help just aching for them to realize it and move things along. He considered what he could possibly do for his best and first friend he'd ever had, and after a little came to a conclusion. His heart sped up at the thought of it.

He slowly leaned down towards Kurt, hesitating just inches from his face. He knew he was turning more than a little red, and Kurt began to ask, "What's wr-"

Luce cut him off as he pressed his lips lightly against Kurt's. There wasn't any spark and there weren't any wild urges, but it was nice. The kiss was just sweet and tender. Kurt's lips were unbelievably soft, and they moved against his own in a tingly, pleasant way. Their mouths opened just a little and Luce's heart rate sped the slightest amount more. His tongue lightly grazing Kurt's felt good too.

After a few moments Luce pulled back. Kurt didn't look disgusted or shocked, thank goodness, but a bit confused and slightly giddy.

"What was that for?" He asked.

"I was giving you a better first kiss, I hope!" Luce said, coloring his voice falsely with indignation. Then his tone softened, "You certainly gave me a nice one."

Kurt looked up at Luce, who was on his knees while Kurt was sitting on his floor. Luce who had just given up his first kiss to help a friend. Kurt sat up slowly and pressed his lips against Luce's warm cheek before whispering, "Thank you, it was wonderful."

The breath tickled Luce's ear.

Blaine knocked a staccato rhythm on Kurt's door, his fingers shaking ever so slightly. Half of him wanted to run back to his room, far away from any decisions or changes or vulnerability. He really wanted to. However, a more powerful and primal need demanded that he stay and wait for the door to open. He needed to say the words he was holding on his tongue and rolling around in his head, trying to make them smoother and more eloquent. There was no answer, but he could hear something from inside and rapped again, harder this time.

"Come in!" A voice he recognized as not Kurt's yelled from inside. Luce. Blaine swallowed the words he had been prepared to spout out and placed them prominently in his mind for later use. He walked into the room, at ease because he could avoid things that much longer.

Kurt and Luce were pressed close to each other on Kurt's bed, leaning over Kurt's laptop which was sitting on his lap. That little jealousy pang appeared, and Blaine suppressed it. If he knew what had happened earlier in the room, the pang would have been much larger and uncontrollable.

Kurt was in the middle and Luce on the left side of the bed, so Blaine walked around and sat on the right. He squeezed as close as he could to Kurt and marveled in the heat coming from the boy's skin. He wanted to touch him, to kiss those rosy and somehow plumper looking lips, but he was afraid of how Kurt would react after everything he had gone through at his old school. He would only ever take things slow with Kurt, if he got to be with Kurt at all. Please, let me be with Kurt, He threw the prayer out to whatever deity could hear him.

Of course, his face showed none of the turmoil that existed within his heart. He simply smiled and asked, "What are you guys looking at?"

"Well…" Kurt started off with an exasperated-but-not-really kind of drawl, "apparently someone at McKinley was a fan of mine and decided to dedicate a YouTube channel to my exploits. We were just going through the videos seeing what they posted."

"The next video is 'single Ladies.'"

Luce looked happy as he pointed it out, and asked Kurt which version it was.

Kurt mumbled the answer, almost to himself, "It should be the football one, more widely available. I hope."

Luce clicked the play button and Kurt as well as two girls Blaine recognized at Brittany and Tina appeared wearing leotards. Not that he was paying attention to that; he was entirely concentrated on the figure between them. It was Kurt Freakin' Hummel, looking sexy as hell in a sparkly black unitard.

Kurt was freaking out at what was apparently not the football video and attempting to block the screen with his hands. Blaine captured one of them in his own without breaking eye contact with the figure on the screen. He was vaguely aware that Luce had taken control of Kurt's other hand.

At the end of the video, Luce let go of Kurt's hand to go to the next one. Blaine kept the one he possessed tight in his grip, loving the feeling of the soft skin against his guitar-calloused fingers. It was heavenly, and he learned a lot about Kurt from watching those videos. He felt like he knew what Kurt had been through and how he had grown because of it better now, because Kurt was a singer first and foremost. Those songs were his emotions.

Luce and Kurt also talked about the stories behind each video, usually laughing, which made Blaine aware of them too.

"Push It"

Kurt groaned again in protest which was a sure sign it was going to be good. However, as soon as the video began Blaine had to agree. Those little hip thrusts at the beginning were getting to him, and he felt sure Kurt would feel his skin warming. Only a few layers of cloth separated them. He also got a bit jealous seeing Kurt slap Finn's butt, knowing that Kurt had been in love with him last year.

"Defying Gravity"

Kurt looked a little mortified at this, but Luce pressed play anyway. Blaine couldn't see why until the end. It had been going perfectly, beautifully, but Kurt didn't hit the highest note. Blaine looked at him, and he said, a little bit teary, "My dad got a phone call saying his son was a fag. It shook him up, and I knew if I sang a girl's song in front of everyone it would get worse, so I did what I could. I blew the note." Blaine just sat with his mouth open and Luce was the one comforting Kurt, hugging him close. Blaine felt almost intrusive in their moment, and hated that feeling.

"Can't Touch This"

Blaine was just… In a library? Really? And what the hell was Kurt wearing?

"Don't Cry For Me Argentina"

Blaine was going to kill someone for recording a Warbler's rehearsal, but the song tuned out to be Kurt singing with Rachel at his old school. Kurt smiled sweetly at the memory; Blaine pieced together that it was because it was the start of a new, nicer Rachel.

"There's a Light" "Touch-a, Touch-a, Touch-a Touch Me" and "The Time Warp"

Blaine mentioned that he hadn't seen Rocky Horror, eliciting gasps from both Kurt and Luce. After the videos, he decided he definitely had to. He just wished Kurt had had a bigger part, something like... Frank-N-Furter? He would look great in those clothes…

"One of Us"

The song was great, but Blaine wasn't religious and he had never seen Kurt perform so lifelessly. Kurt was tearing up again and this time Blaine managed to put a supportive hand on his back along with Luce.

"Bad Romance"

Blaine wondered how exactly Kurt could pull off any look, ever. He also wondered how he could possibly walk in those ridiculous heels.

"Pink Houses"

Kurt buried his face in his hands. After it started, Blaine took back what he thought about any look. Trucker wasn't good. But… it was kind of growing on him. Kurt's voice also sounded nice that low, his future Warbler council member mind working. And when it goes all hoarse like that… a more devious part of Blaine's mind chimed in and made Blaine think of what exactly he could do to make Kurt's voice hoarse like that again.

"To Sir, With Love"

It was adorable and a little heartrending, Blaine thought. He saw once again how familial New Directions was, and felt sad that Kurt had to leave them. He was so glad that Kurt was honest about who he was now, and silently thanked Mr. Schue along with the other glee club's members.

"4 Minutes" and "Celine Dion Medley- French"

Wow. Blaine couldn't imagine singing like that and also moving like that at the same time. It wasn't possible. How was Kurt even that flexible? What Blaine could imagine, now that he had seen it, was Kurt in a cheerleading uniform, and he was going to be imagining that and fantasizing about it for a while.

"Jump"

It was entirely too not-centered-on-Kurt for Blaine's liking, but two things made it all worth it. First was the sight of Kurt in those blue pajamas with his hair messed up. Second was that beckoning gesture he made running backwards between the mattresses. Blaine's heart did an aerial back flip out of excitement. Kurt and Luce were decidedly less vocal than they had been at the beginning of the "Kurt Hummel Marathon" they were watching

"Le Jazz Hot!"

It was wonderfully done, and Kurt looked proud when it came up. Still, after hearing the circumstances behind it Blaine couldn't help feeling a little bit sad and wishing he was there to sing a duet with Kurt.

"A House Is Not a Home"

Kurt looked embarrassed, well as though he might slap himself actually, and Blaine could barely stand looking at the video. Kurt's eyes were filled with such untainted, puppy-dog love for Finn that it hurt. Kurt was amazing as always, but Blaine was very glad when this song ended.

"Happy Days Are Here Again/ Get Happy"

It was just Blaine's opinion. The song wasn't theatrical or showy, and Kurt didn't get to dress up in any ridiculous costumes. But, he seemed happier, singing that song with Rachel, than he had during "Le Jazz Hot!" Kurt's slight, secretive smile next to him and the tightening of Kurt's grip on Blaine's hand seemed to point in Blaine's favor.

Kurt and Luce both looked like they were half-asleep. Blaine realized it was late, but still felt the need to finish all the videos. He could have gone back to his room, but he was warm right next to Kurt and didn't want to move at all.

"Mr. Cellophane"

Blaine was shocked at how bad it was. The Kurt he knew would die if he sand that way. Still, it was rather endearing and a sleepy Kurt next to him mumbled something about being nervous for that one.

"Rose's Turn"

Blaine could feel the emotions in the song, the anger Kurt was feeling evident. The almost asleep boy beside Blaine balled the hand Blaine wasn't holding into a fist/

"I Want to Hold Your Hand"

For this song, Blaine both knew the story behind and could feel the emotion. He thought of Kurt, mother dead and dad in the hospital, and almost cried. The sleepy form of Kurt has silvery tears marks running down cheekbones.

The videos were finally finished, and both Kurt and Luce were very much asleep. Kurt's hand was folded inside Blaine's, so Blaine used his other to lift the laptop gingerly off Kurt. He closed it and checked that Kurt's alarm was set for bright and early before snuggling closer to Kurt and his warmth.