(Facebook chat with Mercedes)

M: hey, haven't seen you in a while

K: I've been busy, holidays and all that. What about you? How was Christmas?

M: good. ma made a big deal about it as usual. anyway, you going to rachels new years eve party? shes tryin to convince her dads to let her make it a girls sleepover.

aka, you and me, maybe tina if mike doesnt claim her, and then the glee cheerios

K: Rachel's having a party? Is she trying to get sophomore year's glee club back together?

M: for a night yes. did she not tell you about it?

K: She must have forgotten. She assumes I can read her mind sometimes because we're both going to apply for NYADA next year. I'll have to go yell at her about it.

M: no doubt already contacted finn about it.

K: Agreed, none whatsoever.

M: so, you coming?

K: I guess I can be convinced to make an appearance.

M: bring that college boy of yours, ive been dyin to see him.

K: Hmm, I'll ask him about it. I'm sure Finn will either be ACHING to go, or running away from the idea like it was poisonous.

M: itll be interesting to see which it is. either way, bring the college boy.

K: I'll see.

M: good boy.

Blaine was clingy, something he'd never noticed about himself before, mostly because he'd never had anything like Kurt too cling too.

After his realization Blaine had locked himself in the guest room, laid out on the air-mattress, and forced himself to come up with something, ANYTHING.

He'd come up a bit horny and with a pathetic, waxing poetic, set of lyrics he couldn't even TRY to think about again without wanting to shoot himself in the foot.

When had he gotten so sappy? When did he turn into this THING that wanted to cling to Kurt's ever pore and never let go?

And why Kurt? Kurt wasn't that interesting surely. No more interesting that his first boyfriend, or his second, or his… WHATEVER the fling with Sebastian was labeled, Kurt wasn't more interesting that THAT guy. Seriously, Sebastian was, like, the CRAZIEST guy Blaine knew. He'd lived in PARIS, and he…

Didn't hold a God damned candle to Kurt. Kurt was… Kurt was witty and sweet, sarcastic and compassionate. Kurt had this great little sense of humor, the most AMAZING closet Blaine had ever seen in real life, and he came from this kind family. Kurt had the most beautiful face Blaine had seen in real life and the way he just lit up when he talked about music and Broadway made him even MORE beautiful. Somehow even just talking to Kurt over coffee was precious, made Blaine want to spend even more time with him and never stop.

Blaine had groaned into his pillow. HE WAS SO STUPID!

He had it BAD for this boy! This boy he was leaving a few days into the New Year's and probably wasn't going to see again. He lived NOWHERE near Lima and, now that the holidays were pretty much over, he had no normal reason to come visit, only to see Kurt.

Besides, he'd told Kurt when they'd started this – this FRIENDS WITH BENEFITS thing that he wouldn't date him. FUCK HE WAS SO STUPID!

"Way to just fuck with a guy's head and lead him on," Blaine growled to himself.

But now he was kind of stuck. If he suddenly decided, about four days before he was leaving, that he was PERFECTLY alright starting a relationship with Kurt, that wouldn't be fair. The whole being two hours apart thing wasn't ideal to begin with, and then there was the whole high school versus college thing.

But those things could be worked out, at the beginning he'd been using them as valid reasons (which they still kind of were), but he'd also not thought he'd develop REAL feelings for Kurt so it had been okay, logical, SMART. Now it just seemed dumb and like a HUGE douche move. Seriously, he'd asked a sixteen year old boy to be his friends with benefits for a month because he couldn't keep his LIBIDO in check and making a God damned car trip was too much fucking effort once school started again!

Blaine wanted to hit himself, his selfish, hormonally driven, bastard self.

Asking Kurt to just ignore how much of an asshat he'd been was asking too much of the boy now. He COULDN'T do this to Kurt. He couldn't just up and say 'will you be my boyfriend now? I know it'll be tough and long distance, but I'm a clingy bastard and I need to push my feelings all over you' without serious amounts of guilt. Kurt had agreed to the deal, however douchey it might have been and fucking with that now, so close to the end, wouldn't be a good idea.

As much as it pained him, the only way for he and Kurt to continue on good terms was to let it just end when he went back to college.

Besides, Kurt probably hadn't developed feelings for him the same way. Anything Kurt was feeling could most likely be chalked up to relieving all of his sexual tension. After all, Blaine had fancied himself in love with his second boyfriend for a good three months before he finally came down off the sex high and realized their relationship was just casual and convenient. Hell Blaine had even introduced him to his current, and long-term, boyfriend specifically hoping they'd date. IF Kurt felt anything, which was a big 'if' at this point, it most likely wasn't real.

Blaine kind of hoped his feelings weren't real either, but he knew they were.

"… and so Rachel's dads agreed to let everyone stay over in the basement because they didn't like the idea of everybody out driving so late, especially since so many people get drunk on New Year's and try to drive like idiots," Kurt said to his dad over dinner on December 30th.

"YOU won't be drinking will you?" Burt asked.

"No, of course not." Kurt screwed up his nose, remembering the April/Ms. Pillsbury incident the year before. "Rachel's dads ARE going out, they don't have any beer in the house. Mr. Leroy's allergic to grain." It was technically true, 100 percent true, it was just deceiving. While there was no beer in the Berry house, there was liquor. Kurt, however, had no intention of drinking any of it and he didn't want his dad to tell him he couldn't go.

"None?" Burt asked with narrowed eyes.

"None." Kurt nodded.

"Alright then, you guys can go."

Kurt grinned. Now he'd just need to convince Finn and Blaine that they couldn't drink. He chanced a look at the two older boys, Finn looked a bit distraught but Blaine didn't look unhappy. Kurt counted it all a win.