Kurt booked an appointment with Miss Pillsbury to talk out their issues. And it seemed like Blaine had quite a few.
"I can't understand why Kurt would let someone send him flirty texts, just because I was busy with my auditions," Blaine brought up sadly.
"Kurt, how do you feel about that?" Miss Pillsbury asked.
"I don't know. I guess you've been so busy, that I felt neglected," Kurt sighed.
"Now Kurt, you can't just put the blame on Blaine," Miss Pillsbury warned.
"Maybe I was feeling a little insecure, because Blaine is usually around to compliment me and then he just wasn't," Kurt tried to explain again.
"That still seems like you're blaming Blaine."
"I don't mean to be," Kurt frowned. "I love him so much."
"I love you too, Kurt," Blaine smiled weakly.
"Anything else?" Miss Pillsbury asked.
"Stop snapping your fingers at the waiters. It's not going to make them come faster."
"Okay. I can doing that," Kurt reasoned.
Kurt and Blaine were slowly mending. Blaine still felt hurt and Kurt was feeling guilty that he'd made his best friend feel that way.
He was barely Blaine's friend anymore though. It felt like all their affection had been drained out.
Blaine wasn't entirely comfortable letting him be his Dom again yet either.
Their NYADA auditions were only a day away and Kurt still wasn't sure about what song he was going to sing.
"Maybe I need more candles?" Kurt suggested.
"No more candles," Blaine responded. He still wanted Kurt to be successful. "Maybe this isn't the right song?"
"What song are you going to sing?" Kurt asked curiously.
"'Not While I'm Around from Sweeney Todd," Blaine admitted. "I planned it sing it for NYU. But it didn't really feel right then."
"What do you think about Not the Boy Next Door from Boy from Oz?" Kurt asked nervously.
"It would certainly showcase your talent," Blaine said thoughtfully.
"But?" Kurt asked.
"No "but." I think it be a good audition song," Blaine told him awkwardly.
Kurt's audition went amazing. Blaine couldn't believe he could even move in those tight gold pants.
Now it was Blaine's turn.
He told Madame Tibideaux his song choice.
Blaine started singing and his eyes stayed on Kurt, even when it hurt, singing the song for just him. He might still need to sort of his feeling and let himself process, but Kurt was still the only Amour that Blaine wanted.
When the song was over, Madame Tibideaux complimented him. Blaine said thank you and then rushed off the stage.
"Blaine, you were amazing," Kurt gushed backstage as Blaine gathered his stuff up.
"Yours was good, too," Blaine told him with a slight smile.
He wanted to be happy for Kurt, but his heart hurt and it was a slippery slope from happy to forgiving him. And he wasn't ready yet.
Kurt went to hug Blaine and kiss his forehead, but Blaine dodged the kiss, leaving Kurt to awkwardly kiss the air.
Blaine left backstage with his things with a small wave. He'd told Quinn that he'd drive her home today.
Kurt wrapped his arms around himself, stubbornly wiping a tear away as Blaine walked out.
"It's just a thing in New Directions, Blaine," Quinn explained. "I cheated with Finn and on Finn."
"That's different, Quinn," Blaine sighed in frustration, turning a corner in Quinn's car. "He's my soulmate."
"Rachel thinks Finn is her soulmate and she still cheated on him," Quinn pointed out. "It's just a high school thing to do."
"I love him so much. Why can't I just hate him like a normal person?" Blaine complained. "It hurts to look at him and not to."
"Because you two are strong enough to get past this," Quinn soothed. "What did the texts even say?"
Blaine bit his lip, "I don't know."
"You didn't look at them?" Quinn asked in surprise.
"Only the one that popped up while I was holding the phone," Blaine confessed. "The guy was flirting with Kurt using history pick up lines. He asked if Kurt was a proletariat because he could feel an uprising in his lower class!"
"Ask Kurt to see those texts, Blaine," Quinn sighed. "You're reacting on an assumption."
Kurt sighed miserably as he started tagging his room with things he wanted to bring to New York with him. He had to stop himself from tagging anything related to Blaine.
Blaine had sort of agreed to be his boyfriend again, but it still didn't feel like it. It had been a long couple of weeks since he had gotten a good morning kiss. There were no little presents in his locker because Blaine had been thinking of him. Hell, even when Blaine was around, it felt like a piece of him was missing.
"Knock, knock," Burt said from the doorway. "Where's Blaine been?"
"He's mad at me," Kurt admitted quietly.
"What did you do, Kurt?" Burt asked seriously. "Because I can't think of anything that would keep that boy from not practically living here."
Kurt looked down at the ground ashamed "I texted some other guy," Kurt sighed, looking up. "But it was just texting and now Blaine thinks I cheated on him!"
"Did you?" Burt asked carefully. "Because the way I understand you two, keeping secrets and finding what Blaine gives you elsewhere is definitely cheating on him. Especially if this guy isn't… what Blaine is." Burt trailed off, forgetting the word Blaine had used to describe himself.
"I know," Kurt sighed. "I just don't know what to do to fix it. He barely looks at me anymore."
"Give him some time, but make sure he knows you still care," Burt suggested. He couldn't believe he was giving his son, boy advice.
Blaine and Kurt sat in their English class working on their group project. The tension could be cut with a knife. Finally, Blaine spoke.
"Quinn thinks I need to read those texts," Blaine said softly, not really wanting to see them.
"I deleted them right after I told him not to text me again," Kurt admitted shamefully "Most of it was stupid jokes I only half got anyway."
"Oh," Blaine sighed, defeated. "Did you like him more than me?"
Kurt gasped in shock attracting the attention of the people around them. "Of course not!" Kurt lowered his voice, scooting closer to Blaine. "Of course not, Blaine. He was a brief distraction. You're- Well you were, my beautiful perfect sub, my best friend, my gorgeous boyfriend. You are the love of my life. And I believe in us. I haven't for a second even thought about not wearing our ring."
"I just don't understand why you would do it then," Blaine admitted sadly. "Why even have his number?"
"Why did I have his number?" Kurt clarified. "When I met him at Between the Sheets, I thought maybe it was a friend for us when we got to New York. I meant to give you his number too at the beginning."
"Then why didn't you?" Blaine asked, crossing his arms over his chest to hold himself to together.
"I don't know," Kurt confessed honestly. "I'm really sorry, Blaine."
It took awhile longer, but eventually it didn't hurt so much to be around Kurt.
Once Kurt admitted what he'd been in the wrong, Blaine's bruised ego and heart were finally able to heal.
Kurt decided to put his dad's advice to work. He planned a scavenger hunt for Blaine around important places in their relationship at McKinley. At the end he wanted to ask Blaine to prom. It wasn't getting Blaine back but at least it was a start.
Unfortunately, Blaine found all the clues a lot faster than Kurt thought he would and he showed up before Kurt was ready.
"How did you get through the Scavenger Hunt so fast?" Kurt asked nervously.
"The clues were easy and Mckinley's not that big, Kurt," Blaine laughed softly. "Also we spend too much time on the stairs."
"I noticed that, too," Kurt smiled, grateful to hear Blaine's cute laugh.
"So what do I get for finishing?" Blaine asked expectantly.
"A kiss?" Kurt dared, desperately hoping Blaine wouldn't reject it.
Blaine paused, considering. He shrugged slightly after a minute and leaned in.
They shared a soft kiss.
"Anything else?" Blaine asked. "I don't know, like Margaret Thatcher dog?"
"You noticed I stole it?" Kurt asked embarrassed. "It smells like you. It's very comforting."
"I might have saw I didn't have her a few days ago," Blaine admitted.
"Did you want to go to Prom this year?" Kurt asked unexpectedly.
"Don't you need to go as class president?" Blaine said, confused.
"I do. But I'm asking you," Kurt clarified. "I had a plan where you'd do a scavenger hunt reminding how much I love every single little thing we do together, because it's with you. Then you'd show up when I was ready and I could ask you romantically. But you're way too intelligent for that."
Blaine smiled. "I'm sorry I ruined your plan. And yes, I will accompany you to Prom."
"Good," Kurt smiled, pulling Blaine into a deep kiss, desperate to get Blaine's lips on his.
"What's the theme this year?" Blaine asked between kisses, enjoying the butterflies cropping up in his stomach.
"Once Upon a Time," Kurt revealed. "You dress as your favorite fairytale, fictional character or famous people. And hopefully people come with couples costumes."
"Fun!" Blaine declared. "Can I choose?"
"Of course, but please make it a couple I know," Kurt smiled. "No obscure book couples"
He'd find a way to give Blaine Pluto if he wanted it, a couple's costume wasn't too much to ask.