how do they make up after a fight?

They sat on the couch in a awkward silence, loving and hating each other at the same time. This fight was about how Kurt allowed another woman to flirt with him, and he encouraged it!

"Why?" Diane asked folding her arms and her legs at the same time.

"I don't know. Probably, because you are hot when you are jealous, but you were eyeing our waiter all night." Kurt growled.

He didn't understand why she was making such a big deal out of nothing, all he wanted to do was to keep her eyes off of the young guy bringing drinks.

"Eyeing?" Diane threw back at him, completely appalled by his statement.

"Yes. Eyeing." Kurt turned toward her exasperatingly.

"I was not!" Diane stood angrier than ever.

"You were, so why can't I flirt a little."

"Because I am your wife." Diane wanted to walk out the front door and she chose a different exit, she left the room, heading for the bedroom.

"Diane!" Kurt got up following her, but she had shut the bedroom door and locked it behind her.

"I am not unlocking this door." Diane told him, she wanted to end this fight, but the only way that was going to happen was if she won. She slid to the floor using the bed as a backrest.

"Diane, unlock this door or I will break the God damned door down." Kurt had never really gotten angry like this before. He would get upset make a comment or two and stay silent for the rest of the evening but this was different.

"No." Diane was crying now. This was all so stupid, fighting over who was or wasn't flirting. Who cares?

Kurt took the key from the top of the door. He knew she didn't want him in there, but he needed to end this. When she cried he felt like his world was crashing. His hero, the woman who was as tough as nails was crying because of him.

"Diane?" Kurt said as he slowly opened the door. He looked down at her, she wiped her eyes quickly, leaving a little bit of smudged mascara.

"Hm?" She hummed trying to act okay even though nothing felt okay.

He kelt down on one knee, placing both hands on the sides of her face, and wiped her tears with his thumbs, "I am sorry. I shouldn't have flirted. It was a waste, she wasn't pretty enough."

Diane couldn't help but smile and give a small chuckle that made him lean forward and kiss her temple.

"I am a mess." Diane laughed with a sniffle as Kurt helped her off the floor.

"A beautiful mess."