Woo! It's done! Sorry it's a day late again, but here it is! There might be an epilogue after this, but I haven't decided. There might be some sexy times again, but whateva. Enjoy!

Blaine was sure that Rachel was still talking to him and Kurt, saying things like about how she met Blaine and this photograph and how the bird somehow represented something.

Really Blaine couldn't care. It wasn't that great of a picture.

Cupcake had come bounded out from wherever she had been hiding, jumping up to Kurt with a happy bark and her tongue hanging out of her mouth. Kurt looked down in mild shock but bent down anyways to pet her and whisper something to her.

Blaine was still in his own shock.

Kurt looked...well he looked sad. He was wearing a paint splattered sweatshirt and semi-tight sweat pants. His hair, which is normally styled with hairspray or whatever he used to get the height, was now tousled like the height came from sleep. He looked like something terrible happened to him.

And he wasn't still looking at Blaine in any way.

Rachel snapped her fingers in Blaine's direction, and he whipped his head towards her. She smiled and just stated, "Sorry about Kurt, he's going through a sad phase. Apparently some guy slept with him then tried to claim he was straight when Kurt wanted to date."

"Rachel." Kurt hissed, but it was obviously a mute point because Rachel ignored him.

"So he's still a little mopey. This is the first time he's been out of the house actually." She beamed at Blaine, even with his obvious discomfort at the conversation.

"Wait he slept with someone then they claimed to be straight?" Cooper asked. He had returned to the couch and had a look of confusion on his face, "How can a guy be straight after doing a horizontal salsa with another guy?"

Blaine now wanted the floor to open up and swallow him up. Or Cooper. He wasn't picky.

"Who knows?" Rachel scoffed, "I say his loss, Kurt's amazing."

"Rachel."

"What? It's true!" She moved her attention back to Blaine and she tossed her hair, "Did you know we're from Ohio too?"

Actually, Blaine did know that, but he let Rachel tell the story so he could watch Kurt. Kurt, now sitting on the floor with Cupcake, was still avoiding looking at Blaine and anything else in the room.

Blaine had missed him. He didn't realize how much he had missed him until he was actually in his apartment-

Wait. Kurt was in his apartment.

He needed to tell Kurt how he was sorry, that what he said wasn't what he meant, that he still wanted to be friends.

Wait that was a lie. He couldn't be just friends with Kurt.

When Kurt reached his hand out and patted Cupcake on the head again, it clicked in his mind. He wanted Kurt. He wanted to see Kurt every day. He wanted to eat dinner with him and pick out socks that wouldn't irritate each other's legs and fight over design choices and rub his feet after a long day at work and-

While he was sure the room was distracted, he left and went to his room. He reached for his bowtie, which had been sitting on his nightstand every night since receiving it, and hastily tied it on his neck. He wasn't wearing the appropriate shirt for it; it didn't match the color nor did the shirt even have a collar but he thought it was the symbolism that counted, not the fashion.

With a nod in his bedroom mirror for confidence, he marched out of the room and cleared his throat.

Kurt and Rachel had migrated to the couch next to Cooper, and they all looked up at Blaine when his throat was cleared.

"Blaine, why are you wearing that?" Cooper asked gently. Blaine could hear the understated 'You're acting like someone you aren't'.

"Cooper, I've got something to tell you," Blaine looked right into Cooper's eyes. He didn't think he could look at Kurt right now, "Cooper I met someone a few months ago. And they've been everything in my life. I look forward to seeing them every day. I can't go a day without talking to them, and this past week I've been in hell because I said something to push them away." He took a deep breath and darted his eyes to Kurt, "I've regretted it since."

Cooper sighed, "I know, you've been mopey even after your birthday weekend." He waved his hand, "I'm telling you, she's not that speci-"

"He." Blaine interrupted.

Kurt's mouth dropped open and Rachel's did too, but Blaine ignored that, "He is that important. He has made me a better person, he has helped me more than I can ever tell him." He took another deep breath, "And I'm wearing this to show that I'm ready to tell you that I'm gay. And that it's who I am and that I can't lie anymore."

Kurt got up from the couch and approached Blaine slowly, "Y-you mean that?" He whispered softly.

Blaine nodded and held out his arms, "Yes. Kurt I'm so sorry, I don't know what I can say or do to make you forgive me but just know I am so-"

Kurt rushed in and grabbed Blaine's waist. He leaned down and silenced Blaine's apologies with his own lips, accepted Blaine's muffles with a soothing tongue running lightly over Blaine's bottom lip.

When Kurt finally pulled away, he rested his forehead against Blaine's, "That bow tie doesn't match your outfit."

Blaine snorted out a laugh and reached up to peck lightly on Kurt's lips.

"So you're gay?" Cooper asked, startling Blaine enough to make him turn around, although he made sure Kurt still held onto his waist so he could lean backwards into him.

Blaine gave a curt nod and waited for Cooper's reaction.

It wasn't what he thought it would be.

Cooper just gave a smile and nodded, "Figured you'd tell me eventually."

What.

"What?"

Rachel laughed from beside Cooper, "Oh honey, Coop and I knew for a while that your boy and Kurt's man was the same people. We kind of hoped that you'd just tell Cooper this weekend, but when you didn't we had to do something to get you two to talk." She smiled sweetly, "And it worked."

Blaine scoffed, "So wait you knew?"

Kurt chuckled from behind Blaine, his chest moving Blaine's back slightly, "It's alright, Blaine. Could be worse."

Blaine sighed and shook his head, "Only you Coop would do something like this rather than just tell me you knew."

Cooper shrugged, "Hey what can I say? If I asked you'd deny it." He settled his hands in his lap, "I still love you Blaine, gay or straight. I just kind of wished you realized that."

Blaine blushed, and Kurt's hands squeezed lightly across his stomach.

"Now!" Cooper stood and took Rachel's hand, "I think it's time for us to let you two, ahem, apologize to each other."

"Good idea!" Rachel exclaimed. She jumped up and started dragging Cooper behind her, "We'll be at Santana's. She's having Margarita Night and nachos."

Cooper paused and looked at Blaine, "P.S., Blaine you should really hide your gay porn better. Santana took glee when I told her I found it."

That bitch.

When they finally left, Blaine turned in Kurt's arms and wrapped his arms around Kurt's waist, "So..."

Kurt smiled and kissed Blaine on the cheek, "Do you mean it, Blaine?"

Blaine nodded gently and kissed Kurt just as gently, "Of course. I-I think I might love you."

Kurt gasped softly and grinned wide, "I think I might love you too."

Blaine wanted to feel what Kurt's smile would feel against his own lips, and he was glad he did. It felt amazing, for the record.