I sat in a small two person booth in the back corner of the restaurant, Blaine had gone up to the counter to order our food. I watched as he talked with the guy, they laughed and I glared. Blaine reached a hand up to his shoulder in what looked like a reassuring gesture, but in the pit of my stomach I felt the jealousy starting to bubble.

No, there is no reason for me to be jealous. Blaine is not my boyfriend, we're not dating, we're friends. Friends. You're not supposed to get jealous over your friend, who just happens to be gay, and talking to another guy, who just might happen to be gay as well. I turned away from them, staring at the wall. The sound of approaching footsteps came from behind.

"Food should be ready in just a bit." Blaine sat down across from me with a smile on his face. A smile that guy put on his face. I frowned.

"Who was the guy you were talking to?"

His smile faded a bit. "That's my friend, Jeremy; he lives in my building with his girlfriend." Girlfriend? "This is the first time I've seen him working here, apparently they're expecting and he wanted to get another job to help save some money before the baby came." Pregnant girlfriend? Oh my god…I feel like an idiot. I can't believe I was getting jealous over a guy with a pregnant girlfriend. I have no right to be jealous in the first place. Blaine and I are friends. Just friends. I'm a horrible person. I can't believe myself. I want to go hide somewhere dark where no one would ever find me.

"Kurt…Kurt!" My head snapped up and my eyes locked with Blaine's. He smiled. "Lost in thought?"

Blushing, I mumbled a "sorry", taking a sip of the drink Blaine had brought back for me.

Blaine just laughed and shook his head. "No need to be sorry." We sat in silence, both of us trying to nonchalantly sip our drinks. Oh god…was it going to be this awkward for the rest of the day? First I get jealous of a straight guy with a child on the way, then I completely ignore Blaine to rant about it in my head, thus embarrassing myself further, and now we're awkwardly sipping out drinks. Oh god, I am never going-

"Kurt." I stopped my mental rant. Blaine looked determined, yet anxious. "I, I wanna be clear about this. About what this really is."

"Okay." Okay, just go ahead and tell me that this is just a platonic outing, crushing the part of me that's in lo-like with you.

He ran a hand through his hair, eyes darting away for a second before locking with mine. "Kurt, I, I'm sorry. This was selfish of me." Wait, what? I looked at him confused. "This wasn't just to pay you back for yesterday; I mean it is, but not completely. I," he paused, eyes looking anywhere but me. Closing his eyes, he took a deep breath. "I like you, Kurt, and this was just an excuse to spend more time with you." My eyes widened. What? Really? No. He was joking right? Blaine can't like me. "And I know you don't feel the same, that's why I'm apologizing. This was selfish of me and I'm sorry for tricking you into this."

I stared at him, confused, for several moments. "Wait, what?" He kept his head down, looking at the table.

The waiter delivered our food and left quickly, sensing the mood. I didn't know what to say. Blaine likes me? Me? And he thought I didn't like him back? No. No! This is supposed to be the other way around! It's supposed to be about how I like him and he has to turn me down, thus breaking my heart. This isn't right. "Blaine-"

"I'm sorry. I pretty much forced you into this and now I'm making it all awkward and…and I should go. Yes that would be the best plan of action." He made a move to get up and leave but I grabbed his arm.

"Sit down." His eyes locked with mine as he sat back down in his chair. "Okay. 1) You did not force me to come here. If I didn't want to be here, I wouldn't be. 2) Its only awkward because I'm pretty sure we're thinking different things. And 3)" I paused for a second my eyes darting away, only to come right back to his. "I like you too." His eyes went wide with disbelief and I couldn't help but think he looked even more adorable than usual.

"You, but, I don't, what?" Words spluttered out of his mouth and I watched amusedly as he took his turn at being confused. "But…I don't understand. Every time we're together you seem so distant, like you don't wanna be around me. That is, when you're not apologizing for Rachel."

I rolled my eyes. His words had some truth though. "It's called being shy and self-conscious around the person you like. And for most of them time that I've known you, I had convinced myself that you were straight." He laughed a bit at that and I couldn't help but smile a little. "I honestly can't believe you like me." I took a bite of my food.

Blaine smiled sweetly at me. "For starters, you're adorable. And even though I've only known for what? 3 days?" Oh my god it's only been 3 days. How can it have only been 3 days? I feel like-oh, he's holding my hand. "I feel like I've known you for so much longer. I know that's kind of cheesy, but it's true. And there's just something about you that makes me want to be around you and get to know you better." I blushed as his thumb caressed the back of my hand. "Maybe this is one of those times when you just know you're meant to be with that person." Is that really how he feels? No boy, no one ever, has ever said anything like that to me. I just could not believe this was happening. It's like my Prince Charming just fell out of the sky.

"You cannot be real." His smiled grew, continuing to stroke the back of my hand with his thumb. We stayed like that the entire time we ate. We talked about what other shows he's played for, where else he worked, just things like that. "So the job you were at before this was the music shop?" So far I've found out he works at the hotel, the music store, random orchestras for Broadway shows, and he manages an open-mic night with his friend on Saturdays.

"Yeah, this family runs it; it's a really nice place. I've been working there since I moved here." He took a bite of his food. "I work there every day, except Wednesdays, well now Wednesday mornings."

"Wow, when are you not working?" He laughed.

"I'm not working now, am I? And the extra hours are just until Jim's arm heals, though I have been called a workaholic many a time."

"I bet." I wiped my mouth with mouth with my napkin and set it down on the table.

"Done?" I nodded and he let go of my hand and repeated the same action. "Let's go then. Gotta go look for your new home." We got up and made our way out and over to Blaine's car. For the first time I could get in and not have any worries. I didn't have to worry about comments that Rachel and Mercedes might make, I didn't have to worry about my feelings for Blaine or whether this was a date or not. I sunk into the seat, realizing how comfortable it was, and turned my face towards Blaine as he started the car. Smile on my face.

"Thank you." He looked at me surprised and confused. "For lunch and for taking me out apartment hunting." And for liking me back, and being the nicest guy I've ever met, and for just being overall perfect.

"Of course." Taking my hand in his he pulled out into the street. I looked down at our intertwined fingers and my smile grew. With my free hand I pulled out my phone to text Mercedes.

'it was a date! c:' I quickly typed out, low against my thigh so Blaine wouldn't notice.

Almost immediately after, I got a reply. 'oh my god! What happened?'

Trying to suppress my smile I typed back. 'he told me he likes me.'

This time I got 2 replies, from both Mercedes and Rachel.

'OH MY GOD! DEATAILS! DEATAILS!'

'KURT! WHAT? OH MY GOD!'

"Who you texting?" My head snapped away from my phone at the sound of Blaine's voice.

"Mercedes is telling me about the places they're looking at." I couldn't tell him what I was really doing, that's just too embarrassing. He peeked over at me for a moment then back at the rode, smiling. Like he already knew what I was doing. I looked away blushing, and put my phone away. We sat in silence, which I didn't like. What if Blaine was having second thoughts? What if he decided he actually didn't like me? "So where are these apartments you're taking me to?"I asked, determined to break the silence.

"There are about 4 in my building we could start with."In his building? "The rent's not too bad, depending on the apartment."

"Okay, sounds great." He gave my hand a little reassuring squeeze. I guess my nervousness was apparent. He turned the corner and pulled into a parking structure.

"Here we are then." I unfortunately had to let go of his hand to get out of the car. "Do you mind if we stop by my apartment for a second? I need to drop something off and check and see if anyone called me."

"Yeah, no problem." Grinning, he walked over and put an arm around my waist. "Then up we shall go." He lead me over to the elevator and then up to the floor of his apartment. The entire time he kept his arm around my waist, lightly stroking my side. I gave into the urge and leaned my head on his shoulder. This all just felt so right.

I was broken from my thoughts when we came to a stop outside of a door. I could feel Blaine rummaging in his pockets for his keys. I lifted my head from his shoulder and looked at him, pouting as his arm slipped from my waist as he went and unlocked the door.

"Welcome to my humble abode." I smiled as he pushed the door open and gestured for me to walk through. I was instantly engulfed in the feeling of warmth. Blaine's apartment was very cozy. It was smaller than I thought it was going to be. To the left was the kitchen and across from that was the living area with a couch and TV, accompanied be by a pile of instruments to the side of it.

"Four people lived here?" I asked while Blaine tossed his keys on a desk to the right of the door and laughed.

"Bunk beds. We had one where the desk is and one in the bedroom. But yeah, it was a tight squeeze, especially when they brought their girlfriends over for the night." Oh, eww, gross. "But, anyway, have a seat. No need to stand in the doorway. I might be a bit, so feel free to get comfortable." I nodded and walked over to the couch. I sat down facing the wall opposite the door, watching Blaine re-arrange his instruments and check his phone. He swore and started to call someone. "Hello? Hi, sorry I left my phone at my apartment. Tonight?" He glanced over at me. "No, sorry, I can't do nights, I work as a lounge singer during the night, remember? Yeah, sorry. Yes I'm sure. Sorry, bye."

"Who was that?"

"My boss from the music store, he wanted me to work tonight." He put his phone in his pocket and sat down in front of me so that our knees were touching, resting his hands on my knees. "But, as you heard, I declined."

I nodded. "Because of your job at the hotel, do you work there every night?" I put my hands on top of his.

"Not every night. I don't work Wednesdays." Wait, but…

"Today is Wednesday." I looked at him confused.

He smiled. "I know."

"Then why did-"

"I wanted to spend more time with you." I immediately stopped talking. He turned down a job to spend time with me? Someone who admits to being a workaholic turned down a job for me?

"You didn't need to do that."

He gripped both of my hands in his. "No, I didn't. But I did. I wanted to." I blushed and held my head down. Oh god, I was blushing again. I was doing that too much today. Stupid Blaine and his stupid sweet, charming ways. My face was just going to be red for the rest of my life.

We sat there for a long time in a comfortable silence. I kept my head down, peeking at Blaine every now and then, while Blaine sat there brushing the backs of my hands with his thumbs. I know he brought me here to look at apartments in his building, but I didn't care. I didn't want to move.

"Do you wanna just forget about looking at apartments?" My head snapped up, almost head butting Blaine. My face was so close to his I could feel his breath on my lips, his eyes staring straight into mine. The words that had been on the tip of my tongue were swallowed as my mind went completely blank. I didn't know what to do. Was he going to kiss me? Oh my god! Was he? My eyes peeked at his lips and then quickly back at his eyes. "I don't think either of us is in the mood anymore." Not for apartment hunting, no, not at all for that. He gave a breathy laugh and leaned his forehead against mine; his eyes leaving me mine to look down at our hands.

"Blaine?" He brought one of my hands up to his lips and gave it a soft kiss that sent my skin on fire. He leaned in closer, nuzzling his nose against mine.

"You're adorable." And then he kissed me. Our heads had tilted simultaneously and before I knew it, Blaine's lips were on mine. His soft, sweet lips. The kiss was chaste but I lost myself in the feeling. This was my first real kiss. And it was with a guy that genuinely liked me and I for sure liked him.

And then it was gone. Just as suddenly as it had started, it ended. I let out a whimper, begging him to come back.

"I hope that wasn't too forward-"

"Shut up, Blaine." His eyes widened in surprise. "Get your face back over here." He grinned and leaned in to kiss me again. I wrapped my arms around his neck and pulled him closer. Yes, I would much rather be doing this than apartment hunting.

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