A/N: Sex is implied but I don't think I'll ever feel completely comfortable with writing full-blown smut. LOL. Some of this is written in Karofsky's POV but still third person and I would like to disclaim this, because I always forget to.

IN ADDITION, I APOLOGISE FOR MAKING YOU ALL WAIT! I had the most intense writers block and I'm sorry if this sucks. Feel free to tell me if it does ((:

"I know baby, but I have to go to work!" Kurt pretended he didn't notice the space bar from his laptop under the sofa as he shrugged his coat on.

"It's Tuesday!" David leant on the wall, staring Kurt down when the younger man wasn't looking at him. He had decided he would pretend nothing was wrong, and see if his fiancé noticed or not.

"I know, but I have to finish my newest Portfolio… Dee and I made plans to do it today. I'm sorry," Kurt gave his fiancé a quick peck on the cheek and watched his eyes cloud over for a few seconds. Something was definitely wrong. "Besides you'll be at work, so you won't miss me. Bye babe. Love you." He grabbed his car keys and practically ran from the apartment; sweat had started to form on his brow. David was acting very strange.

As soon as Kurt left, Karofsky gazed momentarily at the spot he once stood. Making sure Kurt would be in the elevator right now; he stepped out and shut the door behind him. He knew where Kurt was going - he just wanted proof.

Karofsky pulled into a space five cars behind Kurt's prized baby. He rolled the window up and watched as his beloved fiancé got out of his car, checked his reflection in a wing mirror and pretty much skipped across the road toward a small but well designed bungalow. The door swung open as soon as Kurt reached it and a hobbit-ish shaped man stepped out and pulled him into a tight embrace. From where David was, he could tell that the small man was obviously Blaine and not Diana… His jaw nearly dropped when Kurt initiated a passionate kiss with said man, his heart nearly stopped, his temperature rising a little bit to accommodate his new found anger.

Why couldn't he see this before? Kurt and Blaine were always together. Why didn't he find it strange that when he came home, he found Kurt wearing a different shirt from what he had on earlier and Blaine sitting on the washing machine ogling his bum? David had always taken the piss out of him, but not because of their obvious friends-with-benefits relationship, but because of his height and/or his love for Disney. How could he have been so nonchalant toward their friendship? Hah. Just the word friendship seemed wrong for their sexual ways.

Tapping the wheel with his fingers, David Karofsky glared at the couple. They were still on the doorstep, but they were just hugging. They saw each other last week at Mercedes' party, so why were they acting like they hadn't been together for so long? David had been purposely keeping Kurt busy and stopping him from leaving the house, it helped him maintain a feel of control in the relationship he was so close to losing. He had only let Kurt 'go to work' today to make this long speed bump in the relationship seem normal to everyone else. Especially Blaine. He didn't want Blaine to get involved in his obvious possessiveness over Kurt.

From where he was, he could see Blaine mouth 'I love you' and he had no doubt Kurt replied because the next second they were back to kissing. Did this pair have no limit on the PDA they were practically vomiting everywhere?

Blaine pulled away and walked back into the house, his hand clasped gently onto Kurt's smaller one. Kurt followed with a very big smile on his face. The expression on Karofsky's face could only be described as neurotic. He didn't know whether to throw something at the house - like a brick - or to curl up on the backseats and cry. You could see, as the door closed, Kurt jumping onto Blaine and wrapping his legs around the shorter man's waist.

Karofsky changed the gearshift and pulled away. He was getting away from this before he lost his temper, or his heart fell unwillingly out of his chest.

That man will die.

Kurt grinned as he pulled his jeans back on. They cradled his ass quite well. Looking to his left, towards the bed, he tilted his head at Blaine, who was staring at him with a peaceful awe filled smile. Blaine was still naked, under the covers; his head was resting on his arm, which was lying on the cream coloured pillow.

"What?" Kurt giggled as he fluffed his hair and squirmed under his lover's gentle gaze.

"You're just really beautiful…" Blaine rolled over and crawled to the side of the bed that Kurt was standing on. He reached his arms up, and wrapped them around Kurt from behind. Kurt spun on his heels, and looked down at the man. He was still giving Kurt an adoring glance. The brunette threaded a long finger through one of Blaine's perfect ringlets; he rolled it and unrolled it. His expression was peaceful.

"I love you," Kurt couldn't think of any other logical answer to Blaine's loving statement and couldn't help but look at the photograph of him and Blaine at junior prom, proudly framed on the bedside table. Blaine followed his path of sight, chuckling when he realised what he was looking at. The Raven kissed his bare chest, just below his belly button, tenderly.

"I love you," he exclaimed. For some couples those 3 words where a chore, something you say when you want something or need something, but for him they were the most meaningful words in the world. They could mean anything, but when he was with Kurt, when he said them to Kurt, his heart sped up and when he was pressed against Kurt, he could tell the younger man's heart did too. He meant those words, and he was sure Kurt did too.

Kurt had always had a habit of keeping Blaine's eye for too long. But the strangest thing about it was when he'd smile as well - as if he knew he was doing it, as if he was doing it on purpose.

It had been 3 months since Karofsky and Kurt had come out to the New Directions that they were dating. Kurt was trying to put off telling Blaine because he knew both their hearts would crumble. Over the 3 months, since the very day he and David clicked, Kurt had had been having bad nightmares about telling Blaine. The look on Blaine's face in his dreams was always enough to stop himself from telling the Raven… He'd spend half the night in his room pacing back and forth, working up the courage to tell Blaine but the minute he was face to face with the older boy, he just couldn't do it.

Today. He would tell him… Everything.

Kurt allowed himself to be pulled back onto the bed by his lover. He giggled out muffled sentences like 'stop it!' and 'Blaine that tickles!' but never once did he want this to stop. He wanted to be with Blaine forever.

"I shan't."

"Blaine, I can't breathe!" Kurt giggled his back arching to accommodate Blaine's ticklish touches.

"Well, that's too bad Hummel. You'll just have to try and stop me," Blaine chuckled as Kurt reached up and rapped his arms around the formers neck.

"Now… I wonder how I'd do that…" Kurt nibbled on his lovers jaw until he knew Blaine would be to numb to continue his tickling. Blaine groaned when his phone rang but Kurt insisted he should take it. He watched blissfully as a naked Blaine wondered into his en-suite and sat on the bath. He was so happy with Blaine…

Why was his whole life so difficult?

"Hey Kurt!" Blaine hollered across the car park. Both Kurt and Blaine had decided to take summer jobs in Walmart during the summer. They had the same shifts, so spent hourly amounts of time together during just one day. Kurt was happy with being that close to Blaine. Kurt turned and smiled as said boy skipped across to him in a camp manner.

"How do you do?" Blaine bent over a little and took Kurt's hand in his; he grazed a knuckle with a small kiss before looking back up and dropping the hand. Kurt giggled. It seemed the brunette did that a lot when Blaine was around.

"Very well thank you Mr Anderson, and you?" Kurt clutched the strap to his bag tightly and continued his path to the employee entrance. Blaine jogged in front of Kurt, spinning around so he was necessarily walking backwards.

"Very well thank you," Blaine repeated Kurt's answer. Kurt giggled, yet again.

"You're going to crash into something."

"Wouldn't you like to see that," The Raven winked, whilst clipping on his badge and scowling playfully at the teenager in front of him, "besides, I'd get off work if I crashed and broke some bones. I only got this job so I could spend time with you, seeing as you seem to be spending lots of time with someone else…" Kurt tried to ignore the hurt in Blaine's smooth voice.

"Yeah… about that," Kurt took a large inhale of breathe before he continued. "You know I've been seeing someone?" Kurt glanced sidelong at Blaine, his face had fallen quite a bit.

"…" Blaine opened his mouth to say something and Kurt watched as he battled against the words wanting to spill out. He decided he couldn't say anything to Kurt, not at that moment in time.

"I think you deserve to know who I'm dating, right?" Blaine nodded wordlessly. He knew what was coming, he'd seen all the evidence and remembered Puck's reasoning.

"Yeah…" Blaine knew what was coming, he could stop Kurt from continuing and say he knew but somehow he needed to hear this from the man himself. He had to hear Kurt say who - the one name he didn't want to hear, but knew was coming.

"Blaine," Kurt took a deep breathe and watched Blaine's eyes cloud over. Was it hurt or anticipation? "I have been dating David Karofsky…" Blaine's eyes completely cloud over this time.

So Puck wasn't over exaggerating.

Blaine felt like millions of bricks had been poured on him, or someone had shot him right in his heart. His heart was sinking lower and lower for every second he was thinking up a response that hid his hurt and made him seem comfortable and happy for Kurt.

"I'm," Blaine coughed awkwardly, "really happy for you…" He smiled faintly, trying his best attempt at making it seem calm and un-affected by Kurt's news. "And - er, I need to go. Sorry." He walked off quickly, ignoring Kurt's half-hearted concern-spiked voice calling after him. He needed to get away from Kurt.

"Blaine, wait!" Kurt's knuckles were white with his death grip on the bag. What did it really matter to him that Blaine seemed so heart broken? They were best friends, of course they were going to date people but… why was there a pain in his chest, a yearning to Blaine to say it was okay and he understood, or that they could run away together?

That wasn't a feeling that normally came with friendship, was it?

HAHA, I think. So read and review, I have some stonker chapters coming up. and by stonker I mean WOW, it's my own word, you like? ((: