"Is this a closed rehearsal or am I allowed to watch my fiancé rehearse?"
I smiled at the surprised reaction on Kurt's face as he turned at the question. It was what I had been hoping to accomplish by showing up at the Adam's Apples final rehearsal before the competition tomorrow.
"What are you doing here?"
"Well, seeing as you are performing in the Eastern Collegiate Show Choir Competition tomorrow, we all decided to come to New York to cheer you on."
"We?" Kurt asked, his surprise turning to panic as he looked around the auditorium.
"Relax, only I'm showing up here. Tina, Artie, Mercedes, Mike, Sam, Quinn and Finn decided they could wait to pounce on you after dinner when I drag you back to the hotel we're all staying at."
"All of them actually came?"
"Of course they did silly. Your parents, Mr. Schue, Mrs. Pillsbury, and Wes will also be at the competition tomorrow."
"I think I'm going to be sick," Kurt said nervously.
Though I was pretty sure he was being dramatic, I steered him to a chair just to be certain. "Don't be. We all just want to cheer you and your teammates on. Which reminds me, which one is Adam. You promised I could meet him when I came to New York next time."
"The one next to the stage with the papers strewn about," Kurt replied.
"He's hot. I can see why you fell for him."
"Come on, I'll introduce you," Kurt said, choosing not to respond to my observation. He stood up and grabbed my hand. "But behave."
"What, no 'me Blaine, Kurt's mine' comments?" I asked teasingly, attempting to sound like a caveman.
Kurt's face paled.
"Just kidding," I assured him.
Looking unsure, Kurt resumed a course toward his former boyfriend and now friend. "Adam, I want to introduce you to someone," he said, approaching the group's leader.
Adam looked up from the papers, and looked toward us. His face immediately broke out into a smile when he saw me.
"You've got to Blaine," Adam said. "As much as Kurt talks about you, I'd recognize you anywhere," he said, holding out his hand to me.
"That's me," I said, taking his hand.
"Kurt didn't tell me you were coming to New York this weekend," Adam said.
"That's because Kurt didn't know until he showed up here," Kurt muttered.
"I wanted to surprise him."
"Isn't that sweet. You're welcome to hang out for rehearsal," Adam said cordially before leaning toward me. "Just don't go slipping our set list to any of the other groups," he added jokingly.
"Oh, I plan on staying too busy to do much mingling. Although, if you didn't have plans, I was thinking you Kurt and I could go out to dinner after this and get to know one another," I suggested. It was the real reason the others were staying out of sight for awhile.
"Sounds like fun," Adam replied.
"Oh I hope I don't regret this," Kurt murmured softly, though I was pretty sure Adam heard him just as well as I did.