*casually updates a whole day late*

Happy Thursday! I've noticed some words towards Blaine about how he kinda pushed Kurt away and I'll just like to point out that Blaine loves Cooper. Ok on with the show.

He wished that he could spend the next week in his bed, moping, only getting up to maybe let Cupcake out.

Unfortunately for him, he didn't have that luxury.

Once Blaine got back to his apartment, his phone started blowing up with calls and texts from Cooper asking him what he wanted for his birthday.

That's right. His birthday was coming up. That upcoming Saturday to be exact.

Blaine groaned and decided to bury the Kurt issue for now. Not healthy, but necessary so Cooper didn't expect something was up. Once his birthday passed, he'll allow himself to drink a whole bottle of whisky and cry his eyes out.

He scrubbed his face and put on his best fake smile and answered the phone. Maybe this birthday planning with Cooper will help him forget today.

Kurt never answered any of Blaine's texts or calls.

Not even when Blaine simply told him that he was leaving him alone from now on.

The plans for Blaine's birthday were this: No parties. None at all.

Cooper and Blaine were going to take a weekend trip to a random Caribbean island. No frills, no fuss on the island. Just two brothers taking a weekend off to celebrate Blaine's 29th birthday.

Wow. 29. Blaine was getting old.

Cooper even found a resort that not only was dog friendly, but offered insurance for the guest's dogs in case something happened.

They left that Friday and arrived late at night, exhausted and ready to collapse on their beds. Which they did.

The next morning, the morning of Blaine's actual birthday, they spent their time on the beach playing with Cupcake. They watched her jump in and out of the waves and bark happily at the seagulls. That's when Cooper actually spoke.

"So Blaine, did you and that girl have a fall out?"

Blaine choked on the air he was swallowing and started coughing. Cooper slapped his back until he croaked out, "What?"

He sighed and lowered his hand, "Blaine, you can't fake happiness around me. I can tell that something's been up," He cocked his head to the side and waited.

"That's not- I didn't-" Blaine shook his head, "Cooper nothing happened this week."

Cooper didn't even blink, "Blaine I know you. I grew up with you." Cooper put his hand on his shoulder, "I was there when you asked for dance lessons and our parents said no. I was there whenever our dad said something bad against you while drunk. I know your 'I'm upset but I don't want anyone to know it' look."

Blaine couldn't breath. Did Cooper really know him that well?

"Blaine, I don't know what she did to make you so upset-"

Jokes on him. It was Blaine's fault.

"-but I know you. You're somebody that cares more about everyone else instead of you. You're somebody that, when handed a dog, takes care of her and accepts her rather than just taking her to the pound and leaving her there." He wrapped his arm around Blaine's shoulders and brought him in for a sideways hug, "Don't let this one girl ruin your personality because you? Are one of the best people I know."

Blaine tried to fight back his tears, again, because that was the best thing Cooper had ever told him.

It just reminded him even more why he couldn't let Cooper go, even for someone he might...

He might...

Love.

He lost the fight against his tears and they started slowly rolling down his cheeks again. Cooper noticed and shifted so he was wrapping Blaine in a full hug. He started rubbing his hands against Blaine's back and whispering calming noises in his ear. Even if Cooper didn't know what was going on, he was willing to comfort Blaine over losing someone that he loved.

It was that thought that made Blaine allow Cooper to hold him for what seemed like hours. They sat there until Cupcake came over and nudged her nose at Blaine until he allowed her to get in the middle of their hug, her head resting on Blaine's shoulder.

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When Blaine and Cooper got back from their mini-vacation on Monday, around noon, but for some reason, Cooper wasn't leaving.

"I just want to spend lunch with you!" He kept saying.

Except that excuse went out the window when the time stretched to 3:30 and they had lunch and he still wouldn't leave.

"Cooper, I love you, but why are you still here?" Blaine asked as sweetly as he could. It must've failed because Cooper just shot him a look and didn't answer.

The buzzer rang from downstairs and Cooper shot up immediately and ran to the intercom, "Let them up!" He sang through the speaker then just sat back down.

Blaine stared at Cooper, "Uhh..."

Cooper smiled, "Shh, it's a surprise. Late birthday present. Remember that art gallery that I went to last week?"

Blaine shrugged, because he vaguely remembered the reason why Cooper was in his apartment last week.

"Well, there was a girl there selling her photography. Lovely girl, can't shut up. Anyways," He waved his hand, "She had a great photo of Central Park that I loved, so I bought it for you. She's bringing it up right now."

Blaine just sighed. This was typical of Cooper. There was no point in arguing. Just accept the photo he didn't want.

There was a knock on the door and Cooper ran ahead of Blaine to open the door. He was obviously more excited than Blaine, but that was normal.

What was not normal, though, was the huge frame that started coming through his door. It was maybe eight feet long and six feet high. He couldn't see what the picture was because it was wrapped with brown paper, but he could see who was in the front carrying one half of it.

"Rachel?"

Rachel shot her eyes towards Blaine and smiled, "Blaine! You live with your brother?"

Blaine shook his head, "No this is apparently my birthday present. What are you doing here?"

She smiled, "I do ameatur photography on the side, and I guess Cooper liked it. I'm just bringing it over right now after he asked to wait this weekend. Where were you?"

"We went on a birthday vacation." Cooper answered.

Rachel sat the frame down, and Blaine realized that it wasn't as tall as he thought it was, it was more like five feet. What made it seem taller, though, was the person in the back holding the frame still. He hadn't let it go at all, even though it seemed like it was silly to just hold it after Rachel sat it down.

"Oh!" She exclaimed, "Blaine, this is my roommate Kurt. Kurt-Kurt put the frame down, there's someone I want you to meet."

Blaine's brain shut down. Kurt?

The man lowered the frame to the ground and, sure enough, there was Kurt. His face was a bright crimson, and he was avoiding Blaine's eyes.