The more Blaine saw Kurt, he liked him. They were similar—both from Ohio, with an interest in music, and both loved Taylor. As Sebastian's summer tour came closer and closer to starting, Blaine found himself upset. It was everything he wanted to do, but something felt off. To get some time to himself, Blaine began bar tendering again but at a new hotel, one on the Upper East Side, where $100 tips were saved in an envelope for something Blaine didn't know he wanted yet, and Sebastian didn't seem to mind at all. Sebastian was beginning to fall back into his old bad habits of neglecting his son and passing him off to Dave and Kurt, and while Blaine would've watched him his new job and his gig with Sebastian kept him away from the little monkey, who would leave Blaine voicemails asking him to take him to the top of the Empire State building with Kurt, or to the zoo. Blaine would have to bite his lip to not cry, because while Taylor knew he father was working for his future, Blaine was a friend to Taylor who Taylor felt he was losing, and Blaine didn't want that. Sebastian often told him not to worry about it, that Taylor would never hold it against him, but Blaine felt like he would.
As Blaine finished his evening shift, he made sure to clean the bar for Mischa, who was stepping in for John, who had to call out. Suddenly, he heard tiny footsteps, and looked over to see Taylor, with Kurt being pulled behind him.
"Hey buddy!" exclaimed Blaine, hugging Taylor, who squeezed him hard and laughed. "What are you doing here?"
"He asked me if we could go out to dinner. He kept hearing this place's name, though, and seriously insisted, or rather, begged until I said we could come." Kurt smiled, ruffling Taylor's hair. "And I told him it'd be my pleasure, and then look who we see here."
Blaine grinned broadly as he let go of Taylor. "Well, would you guys like to sit down? I think I might know someone who works here…" trailing off as Taylor poked his shoulder muscle.
"Blainey! You work here, don't you!" Taylor exclaimed laughing as Blaine picked him up and swirled him around, grabbing three menus and showing them his favorite table, the one that looked over Madison Avenue.
"Is Dave coming?" Blaine asked, about to leave, as he didn't want to run into his boyfriend's ex-husband and cause drama.
"No…he's uh, 'busy'." Kurt muttered, making small air quotes around it, Taylor not noticing, but Blaine understanding. What a dick, thought Blaine, Any guy would be luck for these two to be with them.
"Well, I just got off, can I sit down?" Blaine asked, looking at Taylor, who nodded.
"Can I please go wash my hands?" Taylor asked, holding up his hands, which made both the men smile.
"Yup," They responded in unison.
As Taylor danced away, Kurt watched him go, looking at Blaine, his eyes looking sad and downcast. "Blaine, would it be alright if I spoke to you about something more adult?"
Blaine nodded, and grabbed Kurt's hands, not really thinking.
"I think Dave's cheating on me. I told Taylor he was working late, but this has been going on for a while. I've just tried to look the other way, because he's so sweet sometimes—in the beginning, he was—and I can't leave Taylor."
Blaine held onto his hand and sighed. "I can't leave him either. But that's not what's up right now. You deserve better Kurt, you really do."
Kurt nodded before a teary smile appeared on his face. "Thanks. But so does Taylor."
Taylor returned quickly after, and Kurt and Blaine unlocked hands and smiled at him.
"Taylor buddy, you hungry?" Blaine asked.
"YES." Taylor said, grabbing a piece of bread and buttering it. "I could eat a horse and chase the rider!"
Kurt and Blaine burst out laughing at that. "Where'd that come from?" Kurt asked. "That was genius!"
With a mouthful of bread, Taylor smiled and said, "Burt!"
Bur had been Skyping his son and Taylor that afternoon, and to make Taylor laugh, told him every one in Ohio says it, so all afternoon, Taylor was saying it to himself to help himself remember it, but didn't wanna surprise just Kurt. Dave frowned and told Taylor people in Ohio not every says it, but Burt taught him a good saying. The magicial afternoon Taylor had had ended thanks to his father, and Kurt offered to take him out as Dave went into the office.
As Taylor ate his hamburger, he had a question for Blaine.
"When can I meet Cooper?"
"Soon."
"When?" Taylor prodded.
"In a few weeks, he'll come and see us, I promise, kiddo." Blaine said.
"Who's Cooper?" Kurt asked.
"My brother. He's an actor and a pain in my ass."
Kurt laughed and sipped his Diet Coke as Blaine smirked. "He's great, but we're brothers."
"Me and my step-brother Finn are like that." Kurt said.
"I'd love to meet him," Blaine said softly, watching Kurt's breath rise and fall.
"Me too." Kurt said.
"Me three!" exclaimed Taylor