Kurt was getting a little antsy. He had watched a dodgy TV movie about the Carpenters and several old episodes of Frasier and was now drifting around the room looking for something to do. Carefully he side stepped a pile of car and music magazines which were strewn across the floor as he headed towards Jeff's book shelf to ponder its contents in an attempt to find some kind of distraction until Jeff returned.

Kurt had been surprised by Jeff, sure they had been friends for some months now but you never really know someone until you spend time living with them.

Kurt's initial assessment of Jeff was that he was kind-hearted, energetic and frankly a little nuts. He had come to this conclusion almost immediately after meeting him upon his transfer to Dalton, Jeff and Nick being some of Blaine's closest friends had welcomed Kurt into their group whole heartedly and Kurt could never be more thankful. Nick had been kind and warm, giving Kurt the space he needed to adjust but Jeff had bounded into Kurt's life with unwavering good humour and a lust for life that Kurt had found infectious. Both boys along with Wes and David had made his transfer much easier and he had found himself becoming firm friends with them all in only a short amount of time.

Staying with Jeff since last night Kurt had added many layers to his impression of his friend. Sure Jeff was still kind-hearted, ridiculously energetic and still completely nuts, but he was also quietly compassionate and caring; strong and loyal and above all completely trustworthy. Looking around Jeff's room Kurt considered the private Jeff. His room was colourful, much like his personality. Endless photographs of friends, family and warblers covered the walls and a selection of small head shots of Jeff & Nick were tucked into the edges of the dresser mirror, as were an assortment of ticket stubs from several movies and plays, clearly memento's from their dates. The floor surrounding the bed was scattered with several items of casual attire and various mismatched tube socks, a few half drunken bottles of water stood on the floor between the dresser and the bed. Bending slowly, testing his sore muscles, Kurt grabbed the clothing into his arms and crossed the room to the hamper lifting the lid and dropping the items inside; turning back he noticed Jeff's homework on his desk. Surprisingly it all seemed to be complete, Kurt wasn't exactly sure when and how Jeff managed to get this done as he seemed to spend most of his time with Nick, or with the rest of them, hanging out and messing around most nights. It seemed that Jeff might play the fool at times but he was clearly rocky smart and fiercely committed to getting the best he could from himself, apparently he and Nick didn't spend all their time making out like the rest of them teased them for. Kurt smiled at the thought.

Hanging on the door of the wardrobe was Jeff's Dalton uniform and unlike his casual clothing for which he appeared to have little regard, his uniform was hanging perfectly the jacket and the tie placed carefully around the neck of the hanger, his pants pressed to perfection under the jacket. Kurt could almost feel the pride coming from the way the uniform was presented; it was an oasis of contained perfection and Kurt couldn't help but reach out and touch the jacket smoothing out non-existent wrinkles smiling gently as he did so.

Glancing back towards the bed, a glint of silver caught Kurt's eye bending deeply, groaning as he did so, he reached down and felt around under the bed, keeping himself steady with the other hand resting on the comforter. Clasping his hand around cold metal he straightened up and opened his fist to reveal Jeff's rather expensive watch. Bringing it up level with his mouth Kurt blew hard to remove the fluff which was caught in the strap, flicking it slightly with his fingers when blowing proved unsuccessful. Wondering why Jeff had left it there, he gently placed in back on his dresser and wandered slowly back towards the book shelf.

Jeff had managed to extract himself from Nick's room, although not before he had made it up to his boyfriend for being preoccupied earlier that day. It was fairly late in the afternoon and hustling down the corridor Jeff glanced at his watch, or at least tried to, realising that he hadn't put it on this morning; muttering a curse he pressed on towards the kitchen feeling adequately guilty that Kurt couldn't have eaten since breakfast and was probably half starved by now.

Head in the refrigerator grabbing random items to put in sandwiches Jeff hummed along to the song in his head and it occurred to him that he wasn't entirely sure what Kurt was going to like remembering that he was usually eating something green and leafy whilst Jeff preferred any manner of interesting food combinations. Deciding to play safe and stick to the basics Jeff rustled up several rounds of chicken salad and a few bags of chips, turning to grab a couple of sodas he looked up and saw Blaine leaning against the kitchen doorway.

"Hey Jeff you hungry?" he teased gesturing to the pile of sandwiches on the counter.

"Uhhh" Jeff replied awkwardly.

"Only, joking man" smiled Blaine strolling into the kitchen with his hands in his pockets "knock yourself out, been working up an appetite with young Nick?" he winked.

"Yep, yep, that'll be it, yep" stumbled Jeff self-consciously as he gathered up his bits and pieces and headed for the door.

"Jeff" Blaine called.

"Yeah" said Jeff, sticking his head back round the doorway.

"You finished that chem report yet?"

"Uh, yeah, actually" Jeff replied.

"You mind if I look it over?" asked Blaine, "I just need to get a handle on it before I start. Do you mind?"

"Uh, I guess not" Jeff replied hesitantly.

"Hey, I understand if you don't want me to" Blaine interjected quickly.

"God Blaine, I don't mind, of course I don't mind" Jeff added quickly, "I'll just go grab it for you."

"That's okay" smiled Blaine, "I'll come with you. I should really get started, so the sooner the better. Hey do you want me to carry some of that for you?"

"Sure, thanks" smiled Jeff valiantly hiding his internal freak out that Blaine was expecting to follow him to his room and would most likely find Kurt there.

Turning from Blaine and leading the way down the corridor towards his room Jeff allowed his panic to show in his eyes, following behind carrying the chips Blaine was blissfully unaware of the chaos rotating in Jeff's mind at that moment.

"So, was it bad" asked Blaine.

"Sorry, what" Jeff blurted spinning round to face Blaine.

"The chem report" clarified Blaine, "was it bad?"

"Oh, right. No. Not too bad" replied Jeff as he continued to head down the corridor, "You shouldn't have too much trouble."

"Well gee thanks" laughed Blaine,"actually, it's probably a good thing that Kurt went home this weekend" he said, mainly to himself.

"Why's that" asked Jeff slowly.

"Well, you know, big chem report due, super hot boyfriend" he said making weighing motions with the bags of chips, "what's a guy gonna do?" he grinned, "I really need to ace this report and Kurt's, just, well, he's a distraction, a completely gorgeous distraction" he sighed.

"Yeah, I know that one" sighed Jeff, thoughts turning to Nick.

"Hey Blaine, you mind holding this for me" Jeff almost shouted once they reached his dorm room passing the plate to Blaine who was fumbling with the chips to free up a hand.

"Sure" Blaine replied puzzled by Jeff's sudden volume issues.

"Great, thanks" Jeff all but yelled "just gotta find my key."

Cracking open the door Jeff stuck his head and shoulders inside and paused as he looked around quickly, the bed was crumpled but he couldn't see Kurt anywhere. Opening the door wider he slowly entered the room with Blaine following behind.

"Um, just stick them down on the dresser" Jeff said gesturing at the food in Blaine's hands while he furtively looked around whilst trying to remain casual.

"Sure thing" Blaine replied crossing the room and depositing the plate as directed and chucking the bags of chips onto Jeff's bed.

"So, you got this report then" Blaine prompted as Jeff continued to monitor the room turning in a slow circle as he did so.

"Uh yeah" Jeff responded confusion evident in his voice as he crossed the room to his desk. Passing the report to Blaine, Jeff continued to look around confused.

"You okay man?" asked a concerned Blaine.

"Um, yeah. Yeah. Of course" Jeff replied shaking his head as he tried to pull himself back into the now, "have a good read, no rush" he quipped as he ushered Blaine towards the door and like Nick, Blaine found himself stood in the corridor, looking at the outside of Jeff's door before he even had a chance to know what happened.