AN- Prom. OMG. Blaine, you are the best boyfriend ever. And Kurt, you are the sweetest boy in the world. And you two need to stay together and stay fabulous forever.

Now: Hairography: such a boring episode but I think you guys will like this. Enjoy!

So, Brittany took a picture last glee club.

And that's kind of a big deal because not only did Brittany learn to use a phone camera, but she's actually spying on them. For Coach Sylvester.

So Mr. Schue panics and somehow this leads to them watching their competition on their own stage.

And Blaine is kind of bored. Because their dancing consists of nothing more than the girls wiggling their butts on stage and flipping their hair. He looks over at Puck and sees him fixated on the stage, his mouth open and eyes wide. Beyond Puck is Mike, the exact same look.

Blaine leans over to Kurt, who is filing his nails. "Kurt. I don't get the big deal with the dancing. And everyone is like really into it."

Kurt raises an eyebrow at him, then looks over at the girls. Each one looks as bored as Blaine does.

"No, Blaine," Kurt whispers. "Not everyone."

Oh. Oh. It's just the guys.

Oh…

It's just the guys.

So, Blaine is walking down the hallway with Kurt when Quinn finds them.

She wants Kurt to give Rachel a make-over because she dresses horribly.

(Or, as Kurt says "dresses like a toddler and a grandmother at the same time")

And if they want to win at Sectionals, Rachel needs to look fabulous.

Kurt agrees, of course. Because it's fashion and that it so Kurt's thing.

"That's nice of you to help Rachel out," Blaine notices as Quinn walks away.

Kurt shrugs. "Yeah, well I figure if you can like her, there might be something not annoying about her. And I'll just have to figure that out."

Blaine nods. Kurt is right, ever since Rachel's one time crush, Blaine managed to become kind of friends with her.

The next day, Blaine sees the results of Kurt's makeover.

And. Wow.

Rachel looks fantastic. Like, really, really, fantastic. Blaine catches up with her in the hallway.

"Hey, Rach. Looking good."

She grins. "Thank you, I do look wonderful. Kurt worked magic, I think."

"Definitely. Any specific reason for the outfit or…"

And Rachel nods eagerly. "I'm trying to impress Finn. Kurt felt this was the perfect outfit."

"Oh…really?"

"So, I heard the funniest thing today."

Kurt glances up from his book and frowns at Blaine. "Hi to you too."

"Apparently, you're helping Rachel win Finn over. By dressing all provocatively."

Kurt flushes a little and looks back down. "So?"

"Didn't we just have a conversation; you, me and Finn about the kind of girl he likes."

"So?"

"He likes them natural, Kurt. As in, not what you made Rachel out to be."

Kurt says nothing but his face is redder than it was two seconds ago.

"Well, it didn't work. Finn saw it and was actually into her."

Disappointment flashes in Kurt's eyes. "Good. I'm glad."

So, that's when Blaine decides for plan Keep Kurt Away From Finn Because This Will Not Work Out And Not Because Of Any Other Reason Like Jealousy That's Just Crazy.

He's just, he's honestly looking out for Kurt.

The next day, he sees Finn and Kurt talking at Finn's locker. And Kurt laughs at something Finn says, then pushes at him. Total flirt move.

Blaine walks over. "Hey guys!"

Finn grins but Kurt frowns a little. "Sup, Blaine?"

"Nothing. Did you wanna get food after practice tonight? We could hit up a Pizza Hut, then chill at my house with movies and games."

Finn nods eagerly. "Yeah! We can invite the rest of the guys too?"

"Definitely. We should pick the movies now, so Puck can't try to throw on porn again."

Finn closes his locker and starts walking down the hall with Blaine as the plan movies. Blaine doesn't look back at Kurt.

He tells himself Kurt will thank him for this.

One day.

The next day, before glee, Kurt walks up to Finn with his best smile.

"Hey! So, I was thinking, you're really bad at Hairography," Finn frowns. "Don't worry. I can totally help you out. After school today, we can practice your hair swinging and maybe get something to eat after?"

Before Finn can answer, Blaine butts in.

"Oh, I'm really bad at that too! Mind if I tag along?"

Finn grins. "Definitely. I don't want to look like an idiot by myself."

"The more the merrier," Kurt agrees, forcing a smile.

So, Blaine realizes he's going to have to just confront Kurt because all this evasive shit is getting really hard.

(and seeing Kurt's disappointment every time Finn can't do something is sort of killing him)

They have French together. And ever since they stopped avoiding each other, they've actually been sitting next to each other willingly.

Blaine leans over as the teacher drones on. "Hey, do you get this? I so don't get this."

Kurt raises one eyebrow. "Uh, yeah."

"Can you help me?"

"Sure. Come by my house after school today."

Kurt is really good at speaking French. Blaine is kind of bad at paying attention to what Kurt is actually saying when Kurt is speaking French because it is dead sexy.

….Well, it is.

And Blaine lied earlier; he does get it. So, he's surprised that Kurt isn't suspicious when he catches on really quickly.

They finish their work earlier than expected and Blaine leans back in his chair and stretches.

"Want to do something? Like, something fun?"

Kurt shrugs. "Sure. We could watch a movie. French always puts me in the mood for Moulin Rouge!"

"I love that movie!" Blaine blurts before he can stop himself. "I mean, yeah, sure whatever."

Kurt hides a smile.

That's where Burt finds them when he gets home.

On the couch, watching the movie, and sitting kind of close to one another. Burt clears his throat. Heads pop in his direction and Kurt beams.

"Hey dad, how was work?"

"Fine," Burt says, his eyes on Blaine.

"You remember Blaine, right? From glee club."

"Nice to see you again, sir," Blaine says, smiling nervously.

Burt nods then walks into the kitchen. Kurt follows.

"Are you hungry dad? Thirsty? I can make you something really quick-"

"Is he gay?"

Kurt blinks. "What?"

"That Blaine kid. Is he, you know, gay?"

"Uh, no. Well, he claims he isn't."

"So he's not your boyfriend?"

"Dad!" Kurt hisses, checking to make sure Blaine is very much out of earshot.

"Well, I'm sorry, Kurt. But I come home and find you on the couch with a boy and I'm curious."

"Dad- not every guy I bring home is automatically my boyfriend, okay?"

Burt takes a deep breath. He looks torn between arguing a little more and just accepting Kurt's answer. He settles on the latter. "Okay. So, you said something about food."

Just then, Blaine wanders in the kitchen. His eyes are kind of bloodshot and he grabs a wad of paper towel before sniffling and turning to Kurt.

"Stupid ending."

Burt waits until Blaine is back in the living room.

"Are you sure he isn't gay?"

So the next day, Blaine is at his locker, feeling really crappy about yesterday because he never did manage to confront Kurt about Finn and Finn never working out and-

Oh. Hi, Kurt.

"So. I realized something, after you left," Kurt begins, his eyes narrowed. "Every time this week that I tried to make plans with Finn, you were there."

Blaine's eyes widen. Oh, shit.

"And I whenever I tried flirting with him, you were there. Stopping me."

Blaine swallows.

"And it was really obvious when you confronted me about giving Rachel the bad make-over."

Blaine opens his mouth, ready to deny everything because he didn't want Kurt to find out this way, he wanted to let him down as gently as possible and he's so very sorry.

"It's all so obvious to me," And Kurt narrows his eyes and points at Blaine. "You like Finn!"

Wait? The fuck?

"What?"

"You like Finn and you're jealous that he's interested in me!"

"Kurt," Blaine snaps. "No, he's not. Finn is not gay, he never will be gay, and you need to get over this crush!"

Kurt's head pulls back like Blaine slapped him or something. Blaine closes his eyes and takes a deep breath.

"Kurt, I-"

"No, don't," And Kurt's smile is bitter. "I'm glad you were honest."

He turns on his heel and walks away.

Kurt storms into his father's garage, eyes blazing and posture tense. The workers know to dive out of the way as he walks by, making a beeline for his father, hunched over an older car.

Burt straightens up as Kurt moves closer, his eyes seeking out the identifiers of Kurt's bad mood. They narrow in suspicion.

"You alright, Kurt? Any more problems at school? Another solo?"

Kurt pinches the bridge of his nose and tries to take a deep breath. "No, dad."

"Then why'd you come storming in here like your engine was on fire?"

"Car metaphors? Really?"

Burt eyes his son carefully and Kurt, realizing he needs to concede, sighs. "Sorry. You're right, I'm in a bad mood."

His dad says nothing; he merely throws Kurt a nearby pair of coveralls and points to the car. Kurt understands this wordless request easily; they work while they talk.

Kurt changes quickly, then begins to inspect the engine with his father. He notices something needs to be tightened and grabs the closest wrench.

"Are you sure you want to talk, dad?"

"When have I ever not wanted to?"

And Kurt pauses long enough to shoot his father a look- and suddenly Burt is recalling a certain comment he'd made a few weeks ago, about how he "wasn't ready for guy problems yet"

"Oh."

"Yeah."

"Is-is it that Blaine guy?"

Kurt flushes a little, more so out of anger than embarrassment. "He is part of it but…dad, are you really sure you want to hear this?"

Burt takes a deep breath, then leans over the engine again. "Yes."

"There's a guy," Kurt begins slowly. "That I…that I like."

Burt nods, trying to stay calm and not phase into over-protective dad mode.

"And, there is a possibility that I'm fighting a losing battle," Burt blinks at him. "He's probably straight."

"Oh…that…sucks?"

Kurt hides a smile. "Yes, dad. And Blaine and I got into a fight over it."

"Does he…like him too?"

"I'm not even sure he's gay, dad."

"And you don't know if the other guy is either?"

"Right."

"And you and Blaine fought over this because…." Burt trails off, looking for Kurt to fill in the blank.

"Because he felt the need to rudely tell me that I'm wasting my time," Kurt huffs, then throws the wrench back into the toolbox. "I mean, I get that he's probably straight. But, he doesn't have to yell at me about it! And he doesn't have to get in the way every time I-"

And Kurt stops, looks at his dad and suddenly remembers where he is. He blushes and Burt, realizing that something awkward almost slipped out, looks away.

"Sounds like he's a real jerk," Burt offers.

And, for some reason, Kurt immediately shakes his head. "No- he was just…I don't know."

"What else could he be doing, Kurt? I mean, telling you this guy isn't interested, stopping you from making a fool of yourself? He's obviously-"

"Looking out for me," Kurt finishes softly.

Burt's smile is soft. Yeah, this Blaine guy was a jock; and there was an almost certain chance he was gay. But, at the moment, it seemed he was being a good, albeit misunderstood, friend to Kurt and that's all that mattered to him.

Maybe he could give him a chance.

Blaine feels like a really, really shitty friend.

Honestly, he didn't have to snap at Kurt. He should have calmly sat him down and gently explained that Finn wasn't interested and-

Oh, god. What if Kurt tells his dad Blaine snapped at him and made him really upset and then Burt would come to school and kill Blaine?

And that makes Blaine panic because he doesn't want to die and he thinks Burt would use his bare hands so it would be really painful and-

"Hey."

Oh God, he's here! Blaine jumps almost a foot in the air and whips around, coming face-to-face with Kurt.

"Are you okay? Or do you make it a habit to jump out of your shoes at small noises?"

"Oh, no, you scared me," he pauses. "So, you're talking to me?"

"I am," Kurt nods.

"So you're not mad at me?"

"Oh, no, I am. But…you could be right. And Finn and I could never have a chance because he prefers girls."

"I'm sensing a 'but' here."

"But, you've got to let me deal with this myself. And stop getting in between all my efforts to get close to Finn."

"Kurt-"

"I get that you're looking out for me and I really appreciate. But, here's the thing- I really like him."

Wow. That, that kind of really hurt. Blaine isn't sure where that came from but the second Kurt uttered those words, Blaine felt like he missed a step going down the stairs.

Because, it's one thing to suspect it. It's a totally different thing for Kurt to actually admit to it.

"And I'm not going to just get over it."

Ever?

"So, I just, I need you to be patient with me."

Blaine nods. "I…I guess I could do that."

But he doesn't want to. He doesn't want to be the good friend who stands up and watches Kurt have a crush on Finn. He wants to be the friend who shakes sense into Kurt and who Kurt-

And who Kurt likes instead.

"Blaine? Are you okay? You look kind of pale."

Because there it is. What Blaine has been denying from day one. The possibility that he could maybe like Kurt as more than a friend.

"Blaine?"

The boy in question shakes his head and looks at Kurt. He forces a smile.

"I'm not feeling too hot. I think I'm going to go lay down in the nurses office."

"Want me to take you?"

"No! No, I'll be fine. I, I will call you later, okay?"

"Yeah," Kurt smiles (and it kills him.) "Feel better."

"Thanks."

Blaine walks away, his thoughts going a million miles an hour

AN- Oh Blaine. You crushin. Also: I know squat about cars so that was not going to be a detailed scene. I also adore Blaine/Burt father-son ness. And, Kurt/Burt father-son awesomeness.