"Have I ever told you about Blaine?"

"No, who's he?"

"He was my only friend before you, it was back when we were really really little. Our moms were close and we'd have play dates all the time. Believe it or not, my mom told me that I would always say we were going to get married. I guess I had this huge crush on him, it fits my friend track record pretty well, huh?" Kurt finished playfully, smiling slightly at Jake.

"I'm not sure if I should be jealous." Jake smiled back.

"Well, no need to be. He, um, he was abducted as a kid. It was really hard for awhile, I didn't understand where he went and kept asking my mom when he was going to come play again. From what I remember, he was great. He even kind of looked like you."

"He was kidnapped?" Jake asked.

"Yeah, that's what I was told. Why?"

"I used to have this..imaginary friend, I guess you could call it. His name was Blaine, it's really weird. I remember my Dad always telling me that he didn't exist because I would tell him all these stories about Blaine's life. He was so real to me and for a long time I thought that I was Blaine. I guess I must've had some wild imagination, right?"

"Right." Kurt replied, there was something about what Jake had just said that was off putting. There was something about Jake that he'd hadn't been able to place, maybe it was this. He felt like something bad was going on here, with Jake's father and Jake's "invisible friend" Blaine. Everything about it seemed strange.

"You're thinking too loud. I can hear the gears turning. What are you thinking? Maybe it's how.. great my ass looks! Or maybe how much you want to kiss me again." Jake chirped with a bright smile.

"Ding ding ding! We have a winner behind door number two! Come collect your prize, sir. I can promise you that it's a great prize." Kurt exclaimed loudly, trying not to laugh as he leaned in to Jake.

"How do I have a crush on you? You can be a bigger dork than me." Jake whispered as Kurt got closer.

"You think I'm adorable." Kurt replied with a small smile as he pressed their lips together. Their mouths slowly moving around the others. Jake brought his hand up to Kurt's jaw, cupping it gently and bringing him closer. As the kiss deepened, Kurt swatted away Jake's hand to move his own arms around his neck. Jake's tongue entered Kurt's mouth and set fire to something in Kurt, he deepened the kiss until they were impossibly close. His fingers winding into Jake's hair. Jake's hands wrapped around his waist, trying desperately to pull Kurt onto his lap. They broke away for a rushed moment for air, Kurt quickly sat himself on Jake and dove back into a kiss.

What they didn't here was the click of the lock in the front room. When the front door slammed closed, causing the boys to jump. Kurt scrambled trying to get off Jake and fix himself to look presentable, Jake sat there with a panic struck look across his face.

"Jake! I'm home." George called out.

"We're in here, Dad." Jake finally spoke, awaking from his haze, fixing his shirt and pushing his hair down where Kurt's fingers had just been. He cast Kurt a glance and shot across the room quickly to sit in his computer chair. George had just entered the room as Jake settled with a loud sigh. The man glanced back and forth between the two, trying to place why he had an odd feeling.

"The tv is still on out there."

"Oh yeah! We got sidetracked talking, I guess we just forgot. I'm sorry, I'll pay more attention next time." Jake explained with a small voice.

"It's fine. Just, uh, don't let it happen again." George slowly spoke, still looking at the two. "I guess I'll let you guys get back to what you were talking about. Try not to get too loud, I'm going to bed." He directed at Jake with a pointed glance before left the room, Kurt's hard gaze followed him as he did.

"Oh my god." Jake whispered as he put his head in his hands, brushing over his face and through his hair repeatedly as he tried to calm himself down.

"It's fine, J. We're fine." Kurt replied after a deep sigh escaped from him, he was just relieved he didn't have to see that man's face for longer than 5 minutes - any longer and he may have done something he'd regret.

Jake looked up at Kurt with wide eyes. "This is what happened last time. The reason we moved. I can't let that happen again, Kurt. I can't just up and leave my entire life again, especially not with you in it now."

"Hey, he's not going to find out, okay? You won't have to leave me or your life. We'll make it through this just fine."Kurt spoke as he got up and kneeled down in front of Jake, taking his hands and holding them tightly. " Are you still up to talking to the detective?". Jake's small nod to the question made the edges of Kurt's mouth twitch, at least the boy hadn't been scared off of taking that big step.

"Kurt?"

"Yes, Jake?" Kurt replied immediately.

"Thank you, for everything." The boy leaned down to place a small chaste kiss on the other's lips. "Maybe we should just go to bed now though. I don't want to...do anything while he's here."

With that, the two boys changed into their appropriate sleep wear and glanced at the bed.

"Are we sharing or do you want me on the couch?" Kurt asked politely.

"No! No, you can definitely stay here. Please stay here." Jake yelped hurriedly, not wanting Kurt to leave him alone for the night. From the bright smile that crossed over Kurt's face, Jake believed he had answered correctly and smile back lightly. The boys crawled into the bed, pulling the covers up around them and laid facing each other.

"Night, Kurt." Jake spoke through his large yawn, snuggling into his pillow and slowly drifting off.

Just as Kurt was falling asleep he answered in a slurred and sleepy voice.

"G'night, Blaine."