Okay so this chapter is shorter, a lot shorter - I didn't even use a line break! :O basically, after the last chapter I just wanted to write some fluff, so that's what this chapter is. I'll continue this at the bottom...


"It feels so great that I can finally do this," Blaine grinned, leaning in to graze his lips against Kurt's before returning to give him a proper kiss. When he pulled back Kurt was grinning, a glint in his eye that Blaine knew was just for him. Half an hour had passed since both of them had confessed their feelings to one another, that time spent mostly kissing, ranging from sweet, tender kisses to desperate, hungry ones that left them panting when they finally pulled away. They had managed to switch positions; Kurt's back now lay against the opposite end of the sofa, Blaine lazily on top of him and stroking Kurt's hair idly with his hand, the other holding up some of his weight.

"I know," Kurt leant up and pressed his lips to Blaine's, neither of them caring that both pairs were now slightly swollen from their numerous attacks on each other. "Blaine?"

"Mm?"

"How long have you liked me?"

Blaine froze halfway through reaching down to press a kiss to Kurt's neck, caught off guard by the question. "Well, I've always liked you Kurt," He smiled, changing his course and pressing a chaste kiss to Kurt's lips instead. "Ever since we met when we were eight years old, even when we weren't in touch for all those years-"

"Sixteen." Kurt interjected.

"-For all those sixteen years- even then, I've always liked you, Kurt."

"That's not what I meant," Kurt rolled his eyes, huffing slightly but smirking all the same. "I meant; how long have you loved me?" His cheeks reddened, a rosy glow gracing his face that contrasted with the paleness of his skin, as he remembered that Blaine loved him.

Blaine thought about it for a second, his face clouding over slightly as he searched back through his memory for the moment he realised that he was in love with his childhood best friend, before his smile returned and he placed a kiss on each of Kurt's cheeks where his blush sat, intensifying the colour. "To be honest; I'm not really sure. I would say that it was the moment I saw you again that day you came to my dressing room, but I don't think it was." Kurt's face dropped slightly.

"Oh," He said quietly, his gaze dropping away from Blaine. "It wasn't?"

"No," Blaine almost whispered back, a small grin slowly appearing on his lips. "I think it was a long time before then, I just didn't realise." Kurt's face lit up again and he pulled Blaine down for a kiss, both of them beaming when they pulled away. However, Kurt's face soon contorted into confusion.

"But, how could you know that you loved me when I wasn't even a part of your life?" Kurt asked, deep oceans of glasz searching rich pools of honey. They sat up, moving together until they were sitting facing each other. Kurt was basically in Blaine's lap as they both leant against the back of the sofa, Blaine softly stroking Kurt's hair with one hand while the held onto Kurt's.

"Easily," Blaine whispered. "I remembered you." Kurt's heart swelled and his eyes began to tear up at the thought that Blaine could have loved him all this time, even if their paths were leading in different directions until they finally crossed again.

"But what about Sebastian?" Kurt asked, noticing the grimace Blaine pulled at the mention of his ex-boyfriend. "Didn't you love him?"

"Well, yeah," Blaine replied flatly. "Otherwise I wouldn't have been with him. But it was different. I can't explain how; it just was. With him, it felt… nice; I was part of a couple, he seemed to love me back and we were happy together, but it always seemed like there was something… missing. Like we weren't complete." Kurt listened, unable to tear his eyes away from the handsome man in front of him as he spoke. "But with you," Blaine's eyes sought out Kurt's again, full of the emotions he felt for the chestnut-haired man sat opposite him. "It just… We've known each other for so long and we were so close as kids, I never stopped thinking about you after I left. When I was trying to come to terms with myself I wondered if you were in the same situation; if you'd ever been so confused by your own feelings that you just wanted to be somebody else. I thought about you a lot, although once I started getting parts in plays and I went to Dalton, I started to think about you less and less and so when I did think about you I felt guilty. And then finding you again after all these years, I just… It seemed too good to be true. Now being able to tell you that I love you," Both boys melted slightly at hearing the words. "It feels right. Nothing's missing from my life now; I'm complete. With you."

Blaine glanced up to look at Kurt only to see a few tears trailing down his cheeks, a broken smile on his lips as he tried to hold himself back from crying. Instinctively Blaine wrapped his arms around Kurt, pulling him in close, and he suddenly realised that this was how he wanted to be in the years to come; not necessarily making Kurt cry by pouring his heart out to him, but Blaine wanted to be able to take Kurt in his arms, protect him from harm and tell him that he loved him every single day.

"What about you?" Blaine asked softly, pulling away slightly so that he could look at Kurt in the face again. Kurt studied him thoughtfully, not sure what he meant. "When did you realise you loved me?"

Kurt didn't take as long to think about it as Blaine had, instantly smiling and blushing at the same time. "When you left."

"But we were nine?" Blaine frowned, turning the statement into a question so that Kurt would explain.

"I know," Kurt bit his lip as he smiled, keeping his gaze away from Blaine as he explained. "At first I think I missed you so much that I thought the only reasonable explanation for it was love – I missed you nearly as much as I did my mother, and because I loved her so much I figured that I must love you too if I missed you that much – and, y'know, I guessed I'd always have a place for you in my heart if I ever met you again, and I think it's quite obvious that I still do." Blaine watched as an adorable blush crept up Kurt's neck and onto his cheeks, and he leant forward as he put his hand under Kurt's chin and turned his face so that they were facing each other again. Kurt kept his gaze down for a few seconds before looking up, their eyes locking together in an instant.

In that moment, Blaine had a thousand things he wanted to say dancing on his tongue but he couldn't focus on a single one long enough to actually say the words out loud, and so instead he spoke the only three words that could sum up how he felt in that single instant;

"I love you." The words still felt slightly foreign in his mouth, but he was more than willing to keep saying it until it felt natural, no matter how long it took.

Kurt grinned, a small tear escaping as he did so, and Blaine brushed it away with his thumb before cupping Kurt's cheek with his hand.

"I love you, too." Kurt whispered as he leant into Blaine's touch, closing his eyes to savour the feeling. Kurt sighed softly, and Blaine watched him with amused interest as he began to caress Kurt's cheek with his thumb. When Kurt leant even more into him, his lips parting slightly in surprise, Blaine couldn't hold back any longer and pressed their lips together. He felt Kurt jump beneath him, but he soon relaxed and returned the kiss, parting his lips slightly wider to allow Blaine more access.

After a few seconds Blaine reluctantly pulled away, the nagging thought at the back of his mind suddenly throwing itself into his direct attention.

"I have to go to work soon," He mumbled, resting his forehead against Kurt's and closing his eyes.

"Oh," Kurt whispered softly before tensing and snapping his eyes open. "Oh."

"Yeah, oh."

"What are we going to do, Blaine? You can't tell him! He'll be devastated! You're his- And I'm his-"

"Kurt, it'll be fine." Blaine cut him off, his tone firm but still caring and he began to rub Kurt's cheek again with his thumb, looking up through his lashes into Kurt's eyes. Kurt froze, his eyes wide with concern and anxiety as he remembered that Blaine's cast mate and best friend was the one and only Thad Harwood.

"Are you going to-?" Kurt's voice was quiet and timid, wobbling slightly as he tried to contain his emotions.

"Tell him?" Blaine finished for him and Kurt nodded, the movement awkward as their heads were still together. "It's up to you, Kurt. I don't mind keeping this – whatever this is – quiet if you want."

Kurt hesitated before nodding slowly. "I don't want him to find out. Not yet. It's not that I don't want to be with you, Blaine, because I do, but it's just- I don't think it will be fair on Thad at all if he finds out that I dumped him for his best friend."

"That's fine, baby," Blaine whispered, reaching up to press an innocent kiss to Kurt's forehead, unaware of the fireworks exploding in Kurt's chest at hearing Blaine call him 'baby'. "We'll just, keep this quiet for now, okay?" Kurt nodded, smiling again now that his panic had been sorted out as Blaine caressed his cheek one last time before standing up to leave the room. "That means no telling Rachel." He added just as he walked out the door, dodging the cushion that Kurt threw at him.


...Hihi! Okay, so I hope you all liked this chapter - I certainly did! Sorry it's late - I had a bit of trouble writing this as I wanted it to actually have Blaine going to work and talking to Thad but I just couldn't get it to fit. Anyway, I know how I'm going to do that now with a little help from RainySunnyEnding :)

So, I better go get writing it NOW before I forget everything!

Thoughts? :)

C xx