AN- Hey everyone! Next chapter! Just wanna make something clear: I'm doing this AU mainly to follow Kurt and Blaine. So if there is another story line that doesn't have anything to do with them in the episode, I'll most likely skim over it, and mention it in passing. I don't want to, like, re-write the entire episode.

Thanks for reading! And for the awesome feedback I got back last chapter!

So the thing about dating Santana is there is a lot of making out. Like, a lot. Right now for instance, they're on Santana's bed (and her parents are not home) and they're making out.

And it's nice, Blaine thinks, as her fingers curl through his hair. But that's just it; it's nice. It's not hot and heavy like he knows it totally should be but…well…he can't. Like, can't. And it makes him panic a little.

He's managed to hold Santana off for the first few days, buying her dinner and taking her to movies and pretending he doesn't want to get caught with her hand down his pants in the middle of a movie theater.

(well, he really doesn't have to pretend that hard)

But right now she's tugging on the hem of his shirt and slipping her hand onto the warm skin underneath.

"Santana," Blaine whispers catching her hand.

"The fuck, hobbit? No one is home and I am horny as hell. I gots needs, Anderson. And if you aren't going to meet those-"

Her rant cuts off when her phone buzzes on the table next to the bed. She grabs it and her frown turns into a smirk.

"Quinn and Brittany are coming over. You can leave."

Blaine is quick to comply.

She forgives him the next day. Grabs him by the collar of his shirt and lays one on him in the middle of the hallway.

"My place tonight? We'll be all alone again."

And he tries to grin against her lips. "Sounds awesome."

This game is getting harder and harder

(pun not intended)

Kurt does not look at them when he gets to his locker. But seriously, who does Blaine think he's kidding? He was the one going around and kissing strange boys he didn't know and now he's got his tongue down a girl's throat? Hell no.

"Have you ever kissed anyone Kurt?" Mercedes wonders innocently.

And how is Kurt supposed to answer that? If he says yes, she'll want to know who and then she'll want to know why he can't tell her and he'll have to tell her why and he's not ready to tell anyone why yet.

He makes a crack about his elbow to stall, but when she looks at him, he knows she wants a real answer.

"No," he lies. "I haven't."

Mercedes' eyes are focused on Blaine and Santana.

"What do you know about Blaine Anderson?"

Kurt's locker slams a little too hard on accident. "What? Why?"

"He's cute. And he's a jock and, yes, he's macking on Santana but…I don't know. He's cute."

"I-I don't know him too well," Kurt says. "We don't interact much outside the dumpster tosses."

"Oh," Mercedes says softly. "Well, forget that."

Kurt chuckles and links their arms together. He starts planning outfits for their trip to spy on their competition and after a few remarks about fashion, he flounces away.

Maybe Mercedes can become his bff or something.

Blaine follows Santana down the hall, where she randomly meets up with Quinn. His eyebrows furrow as they move in on the black girl from glee club (he really needs to learn names).

He hears them talking about Kurt. About Kurt being her type. And being into her. And that is such a lie, there is no way she gets it and oh…

He thinks she does.

Well that's not good….

"Why did you do that?" Blaine asks the second that Quinn and Mercedes are gone.

Santana adjusts her pony tail. "Do what?"

"You know he's," and here Blaine's voice drops, "gay. And she might believe you."

"Do you know from experience? That he's gay?"

"What? No, of course not."

"Then he could be straight. Excuse me for trying to help a glee-sister find love."

The bell rings and Santana's lips are on his, full and possessive.

"Later, honey."

Kurt's at his locker after school when Blaine finds him.

"Kurt, we need to talk."

Really? After all this time, all the avoiding and within two weeks of sophomore year, this was the third or fourth conversation he's had with Blaine Anderson.

The hell?

"About what?" Kurt asks with an icy look over his shoulder.

"Mercedes. She, she thinks you're interested in her."

"We're just friends."

"Santana and Quinn have her thinking that you like her and-"

"Why do you care," Kurt asks suddenly whipping around. "Maybe I am interested."

"We both know that's not true," Blaine says.

"Well, you're dating a girl. Why can't I?"

And that stings. He can practically feel Blaine's recoil but he doesn't care. Because two summers ago happened and he's not going to ignore it.

"Look," Blaine says, "Mercedes doesn't deserve to be led on like this."

"Look," Kurt mocks, "Why don't you mind your own business."

Then he slams his locker shut and struts away.

Santana drags Blaine to some car wash thing to raise money for glee club. He's honestly surprised she cares that much but then he sees that she gets to dress scantily and he realizes why.

"You like?" she whispers against his neck, her body pressed against a car she's supposed to be washing.

"I like," he (tries) to assure, his hands splayed on her hips.

Then they're kissing and she's moving closer and he's getting better at pretending that he wants her to.

(he's just nervous; that's all)

He jumps when he hears glass shattering and glances over his shoulder to see Mercedes stomping away from Kurt's navigator.

That now has a giant hole in its wind shield.

Kurt looks really upset and Blaine kind of feels for him, even though he can guess what happened.

Quinn sidles up to them and discretely high-fives Santana while they share wide smirks.

"All according to plan."

Blaine kind of hates both of them.

He has a fight with Santana over it. There's a lot of "How could you play with someone's feelings" and "I didn't know you were really such a heartless bitch."

And then there are a couple "Why don't you go kiss her and make it better?" and "Why does it matter so much if he might be gay?"

In the end, Blaine leaves Santana's house in a huff.

Blaine stays after school because he knows Santana is probably waiting at his car and he's kind of still pissed at her.

He's wandering the hallway when he hears the tail end of Mercedes' apology. He peers around the corner and sees them at Kurt's locker.

"Mercedes," Kurt calls as she walks away. There's a moment's pause before Kurt whispers something. And Blaine is like 99.9 percent sure he knows what it is.

"Why didn't you just tell me?" Mercedes asks.

"Because I've never told anyone before," Kurt says and Blaine can almost hear the tears in his eyes.

"You shouldn't be ashamed of who you are, Kurt."

And that cuts Blaine. Like, really cuts him. Because, that's just it. Kurt isn't. He isn't ashamed that he's gay, he's just worried about people will react.

Blaine totally gets it. And he's so in awe of Kurt right, to be brave enough to put it on the line and let it be out there.

Kurt Hummel is gay.

He watches them walk off arm-in-arm and he's happy they were able to resolve their differences.

(Kurt Hummel is gay.)

His phone goes off and he glances down to see that it's Santana calling.

(Kurt Hummel was brave enough to come out.)

Blaine's finger hesitates on the ignore button.

(Blaine Anderson is a coward)

He hits talk.

"I'll be right out, babe."

AN- Oh, Blaine.