Prompt: Donna - "Because when it doesn't work out you end up drunk in my apartment in the middle of the night and you yell at my roommate's cats." - 'The West Wing'
"I should have known he was here again when Monkey and Coconut joined me in the middle of the night," Alex, my roommate since I had started college, commented as he stepped out of his room and spotted Blaine on the couch. Monkey and Coconut were his two tabby cats.
"Sorry," I said apologetically to him, looking over the counter at Blaine. I was surprised the smell of eggs, bacon, and coffee hadn't woken him up. As drunk as he had been when he had showed up here at one a.m. though I knew he was going to wake up with one hell of a hangover.
"Why doesn't he go home on nights like this?" Alex asked, walking toward the coffee pot.
"Because he's not over Kurt, and he doesn't want to face him when one of his dates end horribly wrong," I replied, feeling sympathy fro Blaine once again. Blaine had moved in with Kurt and Rachel when he had come to New York, and he and Kurt were still best friends but there was more to their relationship than that. The problem was, Kurt was too scared to tell Blaine he would take him back and Blaine was to scared to ask again.
"Well then, Wes, I think it's time you ran a little interference for your two friends," Alex told me, pouring himself some coffee. "Now granted, I'd never deny one of your friends a spot on the couch any more than you would any mine, but him ending up drunk in the middle of the night and terrorizing my cats has got to stop."
"I know," I said with a sigh. "I've just got to think about the situation," I told him.
The last thing I wanted to do was make things worse between them. Perhaps I needed some reinforcements who knew Blaine and Kurt as well as I did. David was coming to visit in a couple of weeks and I was sure I could count on Rachel and Finn to lend a hand.
A groan from the couch caught my attention. Glancing toward it, I saw Blaine was stirring. Turning the cooking duties over to Alex, I grabbed a mug, filled it with coffee, and headed for the couch. My first task was nursing Blaine through yet another hangover.