The rest of the week was insane. Spencer didn't get to go to all of the shows because of school, but Naomi didn't miss a beat. She was at each and every one of her brother's shows. When the night of the final show came, Ian was dead on his feet. He wore the outfit Bryan picked out for him as he went through the motions of setting up his station.

One of the other hair stylists, a younger man came up to Ian and leaned against his station. Ian knew he had a crush on him. He made it dreadfully obvious throughout the week.
"You look beat.." he said softly.

"It's been a long week." Ian said without looking at him.

"You look great." He grinned, biting his lip. "Are you going to the after-party tonight?"

"I haven't decided yet. If I do, it'll be with my husband."

Leo sighed, toying with the drawstring on Ian's pullover. "You're no fun.." he pouted, giving Ian an innocent look.

Ian rolled his eyes and pushed his hand away. "I'm not interested."

Leo glared at Ian. "Why not?" He asked, hands on his hips. "If you're just trying to spare your husband's feelings, he doesn't have to know.."

"It's not about his feelings." Ian said seriously. "I'm happy with him. He satisfies me more than anyone else could."

Leo rolled his eyes, crossing his arms. "You couldn't handle this anyway.." he said seriously. "With that kind of attitude you're not going to get anywhere in this business.." he added before walking away.

Ian chuckled to himself. If that's what it took, he wanted nothing to do with it. He was actually proud of how much he'd grown as a person. Leo was very attractive, and definitely what he used to call his type. The old him would've at least been tempted. But now, it wouldn't happen. He was more than happy with his family and his salon. He wouldn't throw that away for anything. He decided to text Bryan.

"Want to come back and sit with me until I get started?"

Bryan excused himself from their family and found Ian at his station. "Hey baby."

Ian gave a tired smile. "Hey.." he said, kissing his cheek lightly.

"How are you feeling?"

"Exhausted. But I just thought you'd like to see your competition.." he chuckled, nodding towards Leo, who was bent over his station, arching his back.

Bryan raised an eyebrow. "Him?"

Ian held back a laugh. "Oh yeah, look at him. Hot, right?"

"So hot." Bryan giggled. He winked at Leo before pulling Ian in for a passionate kiss. Ian's eyebrows shot up in surprise before he held Bryan closer, moaning into the kiss. Bryan wrapped his arms around Ian's neck and smiled against Ian's lips. Ian gave a quiet growl "Fuck, baby.." he whispered.

Bryan grinned as he pulled back. "He looks pissed."

"Who cares? He's like twelve. He'll just find something new to play with.." Ian said, rubbing over Bryan's ass.

Bryan laughed. "True. Told you you're the hot one."

"I think you just proved yourself wrong when you did that.." Ian whispered against Bryan's lips. "I want you to take me right here.."

"As amazing as that sounds," Bryan said quietly. "That might get you fired. But if you're not too tired tonight, I just might take you up on that."

Ian smiled wide, nodding lightly. "Yes, sir.. Do you want to go to the afterparty?"

"I think it could be fun. But let's see how you're feeling after the show."

Ian nodded, resting his head on Bryan's shoulder. "I'm just hoping I'll make it through this show.."

"You can. I know it." Bryan said sweetly.

Ian smiled as he sat up and someone called that the models were arriving. "Shit.." He sighed deeply.

"I'll get out of the way."

Ian kissed Bryan softly before releasing him. "I love you."

"I love you too."

Ian smiled at the models as they came in, assigning each member of his team a job, having to be a little more stern with Leo due to his attitude. They finished just in time for the show. As Ian looked at their models, he couldn't help but feel proud of himself. He smiled. This experience was exhausting. But it was beyond rewarding.

After the show, Bryan waited for people to start clearing out before leading everyone back to Ian's station. "You were so great, baby!"

Ian smiled wide. "Thanks..God, it was really crazy back here.."

"It's over now."

Ian nodded, taking a deep breath. "I'm kind of sad it is.."

"Me too." Bryan admitted. "I really can't tell you how proud I am."

"Thank you.." Ian said softly.

"How do you feel about going to the after party?"

"I could go, only if you want to." Ian said softly.

"Do you guys want to go?" Bryan asked their family.

"Spencer's beat." Blaine said softly. "And Naomi isn't feeling well." Thea added. "You guys go have a few drinks and mingle."

"Are you sure?" Ian asked.

"Yeah." Naomi nodded. "Go have fun."

Bryan smiled. "Kurt? Are you coming?"

"I'd like to. But I don't want to keep you two from having fun."

"You won't." Ian said softly.

"You might not get another chance to meet these people." Bryan encouraged.

Kurt looked to Blaine and smiled hopefully.

"I think you should go." Blaine said.

"Okay!" Kurt smiled.

"We're going to head back. Have fun." Thea said before wrapping an arm around Naomi's waist.

Ian nodded, grinning.

Bryan couldn't contain his excitement as he looked to Kurt. "Come on!"

Kurt giggled happily as Ian led them outside to catch a cab. They headed to the after party and Kurt gasped. "This is..crazy.."

There were caged dancers, an open bar, multiple lounges, men and women in bikinis walking around serving drinks, and multiple celebrity designers and models.

"I like this." Ian chuckled.

"I bet.." Kurt laughed.

Bryan smacked Ian's chest playfully. "You're still that teenager I knew when we first met."

"Whatever." Ian grinned. "Kurt, why don't you have one drink? We're celebrating."

"Thank you. But I'm okay." Kurt said softly.

Ian pouted. "One glass of champagne?"

"One glass is all it takes. I don't want to risk anything." Kurt said.

Bryan sighed deeply as Ian pressed on. "But you're with us!"

"No." Kurt said seriously. "And if that is a problem, I will leave."

"Ian, leave him alone." Bryan said, gently grabbing Kurt's hand. "He doesn't need to drink to have a good time with us.."

"Thank you, Bryan." Kurt said with a small smile.

"Sorry." Ian sighed. "I just forget that's not the only way to have fun."

"You adjust when you can't have a drink." Kurt said. "It's okay."

Ian nodded. "Babe, do you want anything? I'll get you a tonic water with lemon, Kurt."

"Whatever you're having." Bryan said.

"You sure?" Ian chuckled.

"I don't know what I want." Bryan laughed.

"Okay." Ian smiled, kissing his cheek before walking to the bar.

"I'm sorry. He forgets how hard it is." Bryan said softly. "I'm really happy you're here."

Kurt shrugged it off chuckling. "I know how he is."

Bryan smiled as he looked around. "I still can't believe we're here."

"Me either! It's amazing. Let's go find a couch."

Bryan nodded as he followed Kurt. They found an area in the corner with a couch, a loveseat and a light up table. Everything was so amazing. Ian finally found them and brought the drinks. "Tonic for Kurt, Whiskey on the rocks for me, Vodka and red bull for you, babe, and two shots of tequila for both of us!"

Bryan rolled his eyes playfully. "Are you trying to get me drunk?"

"Maybe." Ian smiled.

"Wine works too." Bryan giggled.

Ian kissed him softly. "Mmm..Well wine is fine, but liquor is quicker!" He laughed.

"Oh my god." Kurt said as he shook his head.

"My husband.." Bryan smiled as Ian grabbed his shot.

"Are you really so bad that you have to get your husband drunk?" Kurt teased.

Ian laughed loudly, "Hey, it makes him last longer. He comes too fast when I fuck him sober." He said, earning a hard slap on the arm from Bryan.

"You're ridiculous." Kurt chuckled lightly.

Bryan rolled his eyes, throwing his shot back.

"That was good." Ian grinned.

Bryan cringed at the taste. "Oh my god.."

Kurt chuckled as he watched the two.

"God, that's disgusting." Bryan rasped.

Ian chuckled. "I like it."

"I bet." Bryan giggled.

Ian sat next to Bryan and kissed him softly. "I love you."

"I love you too.." Bryan smiled.

"You two have come so far." Kurt said.

"Ian has." Bryan nodded.

"You have too. Look at what you've both done." Kurt said happily.

Bryan couldn't help but smile. "Thank you, Kurt."

"You're welcome."

Bryan threw back his other shot and groaned. "Kurt, let's go dance!"

Kurt chuckled as he stood and followed Bryan. Ian grinned, watching them walk off. Bryan smiled as he started dancing. Kurt grinned as they moved to the music. He and Blaine went out like this often, but it was so amazing to be here. Bryan giggled as he leaned in to Kurt. "Someone is checking you out."

Kurt raised an eyebrow. "Where?"

"Behind you."

Kurt turned around and saw a younger guy watching them. "He's probably looking at you."

Bryan shook his head. "Definitely you."

Kurt turned back to Bryan, chuckling. "He's like twenty one!"

"He's like a baby to you." Bryan laughed. Kurt giggled, looking over his shoulder. The guy winked at Kurt and gave a small wave.

"Oh my god.." Kurt smiled.

"I told you he was looking at you!" Bryan chuckled.

"What do I do?" Kurt asked.

"I don't know.."

"I think there's someone looking at you.." Kurt smiled.

"Is it Ian?" Bryan giggled.

"No.." Kurt chuckled.

Bryan turned to look. "That's so weird."

"How is that weird?" Kurt giggled.

"Because it doesn't happen much. I've never been used to even thinking about someone other than Ian looking at me."

"Bryan, you look great. We are in a room full of gay men. Embrace it." Kurt smiled, bumping his hip against Bryan's.

Bryan giggled as he blushed. "I'm just not used to it."

Both of the men approached them and Bryan smiled as he saw Ian's eyebrow quirk up. Bryan looked back and forth between the guy in front of him and Ian.

"Hi.." The man said to Bryan. "I'm Zayne."

"I'm Bryan." Bryan said.

"Want to dance?" He smiled.

"Just dance." Bryan nodded as he looked to Kurt who was already dancing with someone.

Zayne nodded, smiling as he moved closer to him. "Are you a model? I don't remember seeing you in any of the shows."

Bryan shook his head. "My husband is one of the hair stylists."

Zayne let out a noticeable sigh, but smiled. "He's very lucky."

"I'm the lucky one." Bryan smiled.

Ian stood, walking over. "Can I cut in?"

Bryan chuckled lightly as Zayne nodded and walked away. "I'm surprised it took that long for you to come over here."

Ian smirked, pulling him close. "I gave him a bit of time so he could say he danced with the most gorgeous man here."

Bryan shook his head as he moved his body to the music. "Now I am."

"Who is Kurt with?" Ian chuckled.

"I don't know." Bryan laughed with his husband.

After a while Kurt thanked him for the dance and returned to Bryan and Ian on the couch.

"Have fun?" Ian chuckled.

"He was twenty." Kurt laughed, shaking his head.

"Maybe he was looking for a daddy." Ian grinned.

"Oh my god." Kurt snorted, sitting down.

Bryan giggled wildly. "That's so funny."

"Bryan's drunk." Ian laughed.

"Am not!" He said, still giggling.

Kurt rolled his eyes playfully. "Oh Lord."

Bryan leaned against Ian and smiled. They stayed a bit longer, and Bryan had a few more drinks before they walked out to catch a cab.

"Hey!" A voice called.

Bryan looked over and saw a guy walking towards them. "Do you know him?" He asked his husband.

Ian shook his head and Kurt looked over, seeing a tall thin man with wild faded pink hair. "Oh god.." he whispered to himself.

"You look really familiar." The man said to Kurt.

Kurt kept his eyes forward. "I don't know you, I'm sorry."

"You used to run with Jess and her crowd right?" The man asked before giving a small laugh. "Jess used to hook me up with the best shit."

Kurt looked over, taking in a shaky breath. "Look, I don't know who you are, or who you're talking about, now leave me alone."

"I didn't mean any harm." The man said as he took a step back. "I was just seeing if you two were still dealing. I'll back off."

Kurt said nothing as he stepped forward, hailing a cab.

"Are you okay?" Bryan asked carefully.

Kurt just sighed. "Let's just get back to the house."

Bryan nodded as a cab pulled over for them. They all climbed in and rode back home. They stayed quiet until they got inside the house. Kurt turned to them. "Thank you guys for tonight. I had a really good time. I'm going to head to bed.."

"Okay." Bryan sighed. He felt terrible for whatever Kurt was feeling.

Kurt hurried to the bedroom, holding back his tears.

"Babe?" Blaine asked as he sat up.

Kurt kept the light off as he got dressed. "I'm here.. Sorry we took so long.."

"It's okay. How was the party?"

"It was fun.." Kurt said, wiping his eyes. "I-I'm just tired.."

Blaine sighed. "Come here. I've been with you long enough to know something is wrong."

Kurt's eyebrows knit together as he climbed in bed. "I want to go home.." he whispered.

"What happened?" Blaine for asked as he wrapped his arms around Kurt. Kurt took in a shaky breath before explaining his encounter with the man. "What are you feeling right now?"

"Like I can't get away from who I used to be.."

"I'll arrange our flight tomorrow. We'll leave. You're not that person anymore."

Kurt held himself close to Blaine. "I'm so sorry.."

"Why are you sorry?" Blaine asked. "You haven't done anything."

"For what I did to you.. Leaving..The drugs..The drinking.. S-Selling myself.. All of it.."

"You don't have to apologize to me. You've been through hell and back. And now you're here with me." Blaine said softly. "I wish I would've gone after you. Wish I would have found a way to find you and save you before all of that happened. But I didn't. That's in the past. We have a family. I love you more than anything. Our kids love you no matter what."

"They can't ever know.."

"No. They don't need to. I'm just trying to say you're not alone. You're stronger now."

Kurt nodded, sniffing lightly.

"I love you so much, Kurt. I always will."

"I love you too.." Kurt whispered.

"Get some sleep. We'll head out tomorrow."

Kurt nodded, pulling himself closer to him. Blaine rubbed Kurt's back as he hummed to try and soothe his husband. Kurt closed his eyes and tried to sleep. Blaine sighed to himself. He was so worried about his husband.

In the later the night he got up to get some water and looked out the window, seeing Ian on the front porch smoking.

Blaine walked out and gave a small smile. "Can't sleep?"

Ian smiled. "Nah. You?"

"No. I think we are going to leave tomorrow."

"Is Kurt okay? Does he want to leave?" Ian asked.

Blaine nodded. "He wants to leave. He just feels like that part of his life always comes back somehow. He feels like he can't get away."

Ian nodded, taking a drag of his cigarette. "I understand.."

"He's terrified the kids will find out one day."

"They couldn't.. And even if they did, it wouldn't change the way they looked at him.. They love him."

"I know that." Blaine sighed. "But he doesn't want them to know."

Ian nodded again, looking down. "We'd love for you two to stay..Spencer has a school program coming up soon and I know he'd be over the moon if you two would come."

"I'll talk to Kurt. Maybe he'll feel a little better in the morning. I hate leaving spencer. I wish we could see them more. I'm kind of worried Kurt won't want to come back. But I want to know Marisol and Spencer. I hate being away from you guys."

"Well if anything we could try to come see you."

"I know. But it gets hard with school and work." Blaine said. "It'll work out somehow."

"Yeah.." Ian smiled, putting out his cigarette. "I hope Kurt feels better."

"Me too. What's keeping you up?"

"This week was just so crazy. It's all kind of surreal."

"You earned it. I'm surprised you aren't passed out.

"So am I." Ian chuckled as they walked back inside.

"Do you just go back to working at the salon now that fashion week is over?"

Ian nodded. "Maybe with some side jobs here and there."

"That will be nice. Not so hectic."

Blaine turned as he heard the guest room's door open. "Blaine?.." Kurt called.

"I'm coming," Blaine said just loud enough for Kurt to hear. He said goodnight to Ian before heading to their room. Kurt was back on the bed, wrapped in the blankets.

"Are you okay?" Blaine asked.

"Yeah.. I just woke up and you weren't here.."

"I'm sorry, Kurt. I couldn't sleep and I saw Ian was up too."

"Don't be sorry, it's okay.." Kurt said as Blaine sat down. Blaine offered a weak smile as he looked to his husband. Kurt sat up and kissed Blaine softly.

"I wish I could take the pain away from you.."

Kurt bit his lip, looking into his eyes. "You do.."

"Really?" Blaine asked.

Kurt nodded slowly. "I just have to look at you, or our babies..And I forget about all of it.."

Blaine wrapped his arm around Kurt. "If there's ever anything you need, please tell me. I'm always here."

Kurt nodded, curling up against Blaine.

"Do you know how beautiful you are?" Blaine asked.

Kurt blushed. 'I know you think that I am.."

"Well, I know you are. You know how sometimes you see some kind of art that you want for the house? Then eventually it just becomes something normal to us? No longer this new amazing thing." Blaine said. "I could never get tired of looking at you."

Kurt teared up slightly. "Blaine.."

Blaine cupped Kurt's smooth cheek. "Don't cry, baby. I'm just so in love with you. I always have been."

"I love you so much.."

"I love you too, Kurt. You're my forever."

Kurt pulled himself closer to Blaine. "You're my whole life.." he whispered.

"You make me so happy."

Kurt closed his eyes, breathing Blaine in. Blaine rubbed Kurt's back as he fought a yawn.

"Get some rest.." Kurt smiled.

"You too." Blaine said sleepily.

Kurt nodded, sighing happily before they both quickly fell asleep.