A/N: beta and cover art by fearlesslyandforeverklaine. Any issues with NYC, computer or fashion related things just let me know. Thank you for reading!

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Chapter Five

Blaine leaned his head back against the wall, not believing that tonight had actually happened. He glanced down at his phone again, and couldn't fight the big grin that burst across his face. This amazingly stunning guy had just given him his number! He had danced with him, talked to him about every little thing; it was just so…perfect.

Blaine's phone vibrated; when he looked down he was ecstatic to see that it was Kurt, and that he was checking up on him even. Kurt was probably the sweetest guy Blaine had ever met. They spent a couple of minutes texting, Blaine assuring Kurt he could get home okay. Deciding that it would be a good plan to go ahead and go home, Blaine stood up straight, slipped his phone in his pocket, and went up to the line of taxis.

It didn't take too long to get home; he lived about 16 blocks away from the club. Blaine got out of the cab, after handing over the fare and a nice tip; he headed up to his duplex. He loved his place, it was a little expensive, but Blaine had the money, and ways to get it if he needed more. Still a little drunk Blaine was wary of trying to walk up the spiral staircase to his room; instead he just slept on the sofa. Stripping off his shirt, and kicking off shoes and pants, Blaine flopped down on the soft cushions of the sofa. It didn't take long for him to drift off; he still had Kurt on his mind so he went to sleep with a smile on his face.

The sun shone through the sheer curtain and straight into Blaine's closed eye-lids. Blaine opened his eyes briefly before groaning and turning his head into the sofa's cushions. Blaine had forgotten how horrible hang-overs were; he didn't hate them, only because why bother, this is what happened when you didn't have enough water in your system. Lazily dragging himself off the sofa, and into the kitchen, he grabbed a bottle of water from the fridge and sipped it slowly. He didn't really like taking pills, so there wasn't any aspirin in the apartment, but he did have bacon, which was better.

Slowly taking out a frying pan, and bacon from the fridge, so as not to aggravate his headache, Blaine started cooking. Leaving that to cook for a few minutes, he went to start a pot of coffee. After setting up the coffee maker, he flipped the bacon. When both were finished, Blaine took a plate and mug, and the cinnamon, over to the breakfast bar.

After a few minutes of eating, he heard his phone go off, Blaine got up thinking it was probably Dani calling to tell him about the date last night. Picking his pants off the floor, he dug his phone out of the pocket. He drug his thumb across the screen to unlock it, Blaine was shocked to find out it was a text message from Kurt. He had to sit down; he couldn't believe he had forgotten about Kurt, even if he was hung-over. Everything came rushing back from last night, how great it was how much fun he had had dancing with him. He had surprised him with the dancing, and how forward he had been. For him, last night had been extremely forward. Realizing he hadn't read the text yet, Blaine quickly looked back at his phone.

Hey! It's Kurt, from last night, in case you're still drunk I just wanted to check and see that you were okay? –Kurt

Blaine stared down at his phone in a daze, not really believing Kurt was actually a real person, someone that he dreamed up in a drunken stupor. Hurriedly moving to type out a reply, since it'd be ten minutes since he received the message, he didn't want Kurt to think he had forgotten him.

Hi, yes of course I remember you, and even if I didn't I could track your number and find out everything about you. –Blaine

Not that I would do that! That would be creepy! -Blaine

Oh God, now I sound like some creepier! I swear I'm not! –Blaine

Blaine felt like face-palming after sending that first text, sure he could do that but he never would. Now Kurt probably thought he was either a stalker or crazy, his phone vibrated. Looking down, he was almost worried to read it; oh he wished he could just take those back.

Blaine, really it's okay. I don't think you're a creepy stalker. It's actually really cool that you could do that, though I hope you won't? –Kurt

Thank God Kurt was so understanding, though that just added to the long list of reasons why he was perfect.

Thank you, I wouldn't. Of course not, and to actually answer your question, I'm fine. A little hung-over, but nothing water won't cure. –Blaine

What about you? Though I don't think you drank as much. –Blaine

Oh I am fine, I didn't drink as much and I have been up for like 2 hours already. -Kurt

That's good, I'm glad -Blaine

;) I kind of wanted to ask if you want to meet up for coffee later? –Kurt

Blaine stared at his phone stunned, he was pretty sure that Kurt just asked him out. Maybe it was just coffee, but still! This was new for him and Kurt was way out of his league.

I'd love to! –Blaine

Great What's a good time for you? –Kurt

Blaine had to actually think about it, and go look on his calendar to make sure he wasn't busy. Nothing was needed to do today, but he hadn't checked his emails yet either. Blaine quickly opened up his Gmail account, scrolling through it he had dates from work, but not until Monday. About ten messages in he noticed one from Lauren, he opened that one up.

From: Youjustgotzizesed

To:

New waves for you baby cakes, check out my feed.

Love ya, doll face!

Blaine knew he had to look at this before he could answer Kurt, which he hated because he didn't want Kurt to think he wasn't interested, or that he was blowing him off.

Sorry about delay, I had to check my emails to make sure nothing came up for work. I actually need to make a phone call and then I can give you an answer. So sorry! -Blaine

Oh that is completely fine! I'm sure your work is really important, and I'm not busy most of the day. –Kurt

Thank you for understanding. I promise I will get back as soon as I can. –Blaine

Can't wait! -Kurt

Wanting to get done as quickly as possible, Blaine jogged up the stairs and into his bedroom. His head was still aching from the hang-over, but it wasn't too bad. Walking across his room, to the closet which held his computers, Blaine opened up the locked doors. He had a secured laptop that he used for checking Lauren's feeds, the one that he actually did the surfing on, was locked behind another door. Grabbing the laptop, Blaine went to set on his bed and opened it up, turned it on and entered his password.

Lauren's feed was just her Skype, well her version of Skype that they could talk through without having to worry about getting tracked. Both of them routinely check it for security, not that they really did more than talking through, but words could be incriminating too. As soon as everything had loaded, Blaine called Lauren.

"There's my baby doll! What took you so long?"

"Hey Lauren, sorry I just checked my messages, I went out with Dani last night."

"Oh really, out to a club? Is my baby boy growing up and getting laid? Momma's so proud!" Lauren moved her finger down her cheek, imitating a tear falling.

"Yes I did, well to the club part and I met someone too." Blaine blushed, thinking about all the things that happened with Kurt last night. He knew to Lauren it was tame, but to him it was a big deal.

"Nice one Anderson! Well you can tell me all the juicy bits in a mo' we gots some things to talk about."

"Right yes, I wanted to do this quickly too." Blaine said.

Lauren gave him a little look, like she didn't get why he wanted to rush, he usually liked to take his time. Maybe he just wanted to talk about his new boy.

"Okay the thing is, what I picked up isn't legal, like not even a little bit, and you could get in deep shit for this. At least with your job, possible prison time even."

"Doing any of this can get me prison time, I know this. Just give me the details, and I will decide if I will do it."

"Pushy little man aren't you? I guess you would know more about possible jail time than I would anyways. Right, so NASA. The guy wants some files from there, nothing crazy I already checked, told him we aren't into causing deaths or loss of millions of dollars. The guy is offering a shit ton of money, and honestly this one is going to be fucking hard to get done. "

"NASA? Are you serious?" Blaine choked a little, he had tried to do NASA once before, of course that was when he was 13 and really wanted to be an astronaut, but this was crazy!

"I know what you're thinking, because I did too, but you got into FBI headquarters before, and they never did catch onto that fact. It can't be much more difficult than that." She knew this was a big thing to ask Blaine, but she wouldn't be able to handle all of it by herself. She just could really use that money.

"How much is it, the pay?"

"One hundred grand."

Blaine could not believe how much money someone was willing to pay, he didn't necessarily need it, but Lauren could use it he knew that. This was NASA though, and yeah he read about people hacking it before and not getting too much jail time, but because of his job he'd probably get in more trouble.

"When does it need to be done?"

"He wants it done within the week, which would be by Friday. I told him that I'd need half up front to make that kind of time, which he didn't like. Zizes knows how to get what she wants though."

Blaine grinned at her; she knew what she was doing that's for sure. He thought about it for a minute, trying to think about pros and cons. He really didn't think he would get caught; he hasn't been in a long time. Never really stopping surfing, even during his probation, they had let up quite a bit after the first year. Blaine figured he could go out to coffee with Kurt this afternoon, and then come back talk to Dani a bit about what happened with her night, and then start this project.

"Okay, yeah we'll do this. Get everything set up with the client, since you have his stuff? I will be ready about 8pm, if that's good for you"

"Yeah I got all his stuff. Okay sure, go meet your boy, and when you get back you can tell me all the good bits."

"Of course! I'll talk to you later, be good." Blaine grinned at her, knowing she wouldn't but he liked to tease her. She was the only person he allowed himself to be that close to, probably because she knew everything about him.

"Never, sweet cheeks! Have fun."

Lauren faded to black, as Blaine turned off the feed. He didn't really want to think about what was going to happen tonight, so he turned his thoughts to Kurt. Though thinking about Kurt brought up the fact of if he should tell him about the surfing, he didn't want to lie to him, not for anything. It's just how do you bring up something like being arrested into conversation. Blaine could always hope that Kurt was into the bad-boy type, not that "hacking" was exactly bad-boy either. Blaine hated using that word, but if he used surfing Kurt would probably get confused. Kurt never did ask how he got into the FBI, so if he did during coffee that would be a good opportunity, and maybe he could play it off as a joke kind of thing. Either way he went with it, Blaine needed to text Kurt and let him know, it'd already been 30 minutes.

Hi, it's Blaine. I just wanted to tell you I am free until this evening.-Blaine

Blaine stared at his phone for a good five minutes before it buzzed. He frowned because it wasn't even Kurt, it was Dani calling.

"Hello"

"Blaine, hi! I am so surprised you hadn't called yet. Don't you care about my amazing love life?" She sounded really happy; the date must have gone really well.

"Of course I want to know, I just woke up about an hour ago. I'm sorry I didn't call as soon as, but Kurt texted me, and then I got a call from a friend." No one knew about Lauren, except Wes, and he didn't even know what she looked like.

"Really, Kurt texted you? You are talking about Santana's friend right? Oh you have to tell me everything. What happened that you got his digits? This is so amazing we both made out with possible significant others! I'm so happy for us!" Dani was gushing, she was extremely happy for Blaine, maybe more than she was for herself.

"Calm down a minute, I will tell you everything that happened with Kurt, but you have to explain what happened with Santana too."

"Okay, yes sorry, but you going out, and then actually making friends, this is exciting news for you! You can't blame me for being a little enthusiastic about it!"

"I'm not, I know it's probably shocking for you, but I get my gossip first, since you are the one with the actual date." Even though Blaine was just excited about telling Dani about Kurt, he wanted to know her news too.

"Okay, okay. So first off I don't even remember when we left you, sorry about that."

"It's fine, go on."

"So after that we sat at one of those tall tables, ordered some drinks, and just talked about like everything, from school, work, home-life, family, tattoos. She lived in Ohio too! Oh Blaine, she's a fucking model, like can you actually believe that, I am actually going to be dating a fucking model! I can't begin to get over that fact. I know I sound like a 14 year-old right now, but dream come true!"

"You dreamed about dating a model" Blaine interrupted her.

"Who didn't dream about that?" She looked at him incredulously.

"I guess I never really thought about it, sorry." He shrugged.

"You are crazy. She is so nice too, kept complimenting me about everything, and was really interested in my job too, though I'm sure that was a little faked."

"Maybe not, when I was talking to Kurt about it, he was genuinely interested."

"I don't know what to say, I am stunned. You talked about work. Of course you did"

"What is that supposed to mean?"

"Just that you talked about work!"

"Oh it wasn't like that. I wanted to talk about his job, because he is in fashion and that's just amazing. He kept bringing it back to the job; I think he really wanted to know."

"Well that's really good, I'm so happy for you." Dani was surprised Kurt was interested in Blaine's job, not because she thought he would be shallow or anything of the sort. Just Blaine's job was kind of boring, a lot of computer work that most people didn't understand, though maybe the FBI appeal was a kink or something. "You think he's got a thing for cops?"

"Oh God Dani! No I don't think he does, that's not my job anyways."

Blaine could hear her laughing through the phone; he pulled it away from his face and noticed that he had a new text. "Hold on for a second Dani."

"Okay."

Going to the text messages on his phone, he pulled up the message that was from Kurt.

You don't have to tell me who you are, I saved your number. That's good though, want to meet in about an hour? I know a great place. –Kurt

Yeah that sounds great! Just send me the address and I'll meet you there. –Blaine

It's called The Grey Dog; it's on 16th St. –Kurt

Okay great, can't wait. See you in an hour! –Blaine

-Kurt

"Dani you still there?" Blaine asked bringing the phone back to his ear.

"Yep, what were you doing?"

"Oh Kurt just texted me about having coffee."

"Oh my God! Really? Oh this is so exciting!" Dani squealed into the phone. "You are so dating now!"

"It's just coffee really. I mean yes of course I'm excited about it, but what if it's just a friends thing?" Blaine was actually worried he had read into things too much last night, what with him being drunk.

"Blaine, no, people are not just friends with you, unless they aren't attracted to men. I swear you have fan girls at work!"

"I do not have fan-girls; you are so making that up!" Blaine was blushing, not believing a word.

"Believe me or don't, but you do. Now with Kurt, I can't say for sure because I didn't spend that much time with him, but you really are too adorable to resist, I think you have a chance with him."

"Dani, did you see him though? He's so gorgeous! He could be a model too."

"That may be true, I did see him, but don't underestimate your own looks too. You have that dapper thing down to a tee, and let the curls out; he'll be all over you! When are you meeting him?"

"I couldn't do that! In an hour."

"Why are you still talking to me then!? Go shower get ready, call me when you get back, because we are so not finished talking about last night."

"Alright I'm going I'll talk to you soon."

"Bye, have fun!"

Hanging up his conversation with her, Blaine got up from his bed and moved to his closet to put away the laptop and also pick out an outfit. Sorting through his shirts he picked out a checkered black-and-white button up, a pair of salmon colored pants, and some saddle shoes. He then set the clothes and shoes on the bed. Out of the wardrobe Blaine picked out a gray bowtie, throwing that onto the bed too, as he passed it to go to take a shower.

He spent 15 minutes in the shower, trying to cut down on his time, since he didn't have much left. After drying off and slipping on his boxers, Blaine went to the vanity to fix his hair. He took enough time to make sure every hair was in place and then put deodorant on before going into the bedroom to get dressed. After dressing and putting on shoes, he went back to the mirror to double check hair and spritzes some cologne. Satisfied with his look, Blaine went downstairs and out the building, adding the address to his phone GPS.

Blaine arrived at The Grey Dog at 1:53, the place was bigger than he had thought, and he was just about to text Kurt when he heard his name behind him. Turning around he saw Kurt, who looked fabulous again, he was wearing a waistcoat, and what had to be designer jeans. Suffice to say Kurt just always looked really good, and yeah Blaine might be in over his head.

"Hey Blaine, I thought that was you." Kurt ran his eyes up and down, checking out both Blaine and what he was wearing. "You look really good, love the bow-tie. Let's go inside."

Blaine of course blushed, and fiddled with his bowtie a bit, whilst following Kurt inside.

"Thank you, so do you. You look really, really good." Blaine said the last part in more of a whisper, hoping that Kurt would miss it.

"Thank you." Kurt turned around a bit and winked at him.

The inside of the coffeehouse was kind of a mix of restaurant and couches and chairs. There were small tables in front, mixed in with the chairs and sofas. Towards the back Blaine could see larger table and booths, set up more like a restaurant would be. Kurt pulled on Blaine's arm, to get his attention, motioning to the counter so they could order.

The line was fairly short, so Blaine looked up at the menu.

"So are you very hungry? I ate an extremely early breakfast, which was only really a smoothie, so you'll have to forgive me."

"Oh no, that's perfectly fine, all I had was some bacon. That was only two hours ago though" Blaine was a bit embarrassed to tell Kurt that he had bacon. Kurt had to be health conscious; no way could he look that good without caring about being healthy.

"For the hang-over? I've done that, only time I've ever really eaten bacon, but it works." Kurt shrugged his shoulders, like it couldn't be helped. Blaine nodded.

They reached the front of the line, Kurt ordered a non-fat mocha latte, and a tuna melt. "What do you want?"

"The house-blend is fine, a large, and a veggie press too. Thank you." The cashier smiled at him, not actually used to people being polite.

After Kurt paid, which Blaine had failed to notice, too busy staring at Kurt's face, they walked away to find a table to set at. "You sure are coming across as perfect; I thought I had just imagined it all last night or something."

Blaine looked to Kurt as he said this, surprised that Kurt thought he was perfect, though he must be joking.

"I'm not perfect, I just like to be polite to people. Is that what you mean?"

Kurt sat down at a window table.

"Yes, but also that you are really interesting. I do remember everything that you said last night, and I'm sure there are more of you to get to know."

Blaine just kind of stared at Kurt a bit, not knowing how someone like him even had a chance with Kurt, but apparently this was really happening.

"Well I guess there is, you can ask me anything really. I'm not that good with just coming up with things though."

"That's fine; I am good with being nosy. In fact, you will probably have to tell me to stop at some point." Kurt laughed at himself. "Of course, you get to do the same thing, or if you can't think of anything, I can just tell you the same thing I want to know about you, sound good?"

Blaine nodded, looking at Kurt with a bit of wonder. Just then the waitress brought their food over. Each man taking their own food, and tucking in for a few minutes.

"To start with the easy questions, where did you go to college?" Kurt asked.

"NYU, for computer science, I also took a few classes for art, but couldn't really take much based on my major. "

"Oh you did art too? What kind? Oh and I guess you'd like to know my school too. I went to FIT, got a BA in Fashion Merchandising, which is something I didn't know I would want. It was really interesting though, and kind of lets you have a say in a lot of different places in the industry. Plus I got to go to Italy."

Blaine sat up in his seat once he heard Kurt say Italy. "You went to Italy? That's so amazing!"

"Well, yeah it was amazing, and all the other places I've been too, not to brag or anything."

"Oh no, please brag all you want! I haven't really traveled anywhere exotic. I would love to hear about it."

Kurt smiled, liking how he had Blaine's full attention, it was really wonderful.

"If you insist, well during school I studied in Italy, they have a one-year program at FIT for it. I had a lot of fun, but the community there is a lot more religious, so I had to get used to that. I have also been to various countries since I started at Vogue, mostly France and the UK, but once we did go to Hong Kong, which was a lot different. You aren't getting out of telling me about those art classes though."

Blaine blushed a little, taking a sip of his coffee. "It's really not that interesting; I just took some web design classes. I don't think it can be described as real art."

Kurt gave Blaine a skeptical look.

"That is art; don't let anyone tell you otherwise, I had to take some classes for it too. Plus, I would say all the things I do for the magazine is art, and most people wouldn't consider that art either. It's my work though, and I put a lot of time into it."

"Sorry, I didn't mean to offend you, I just didn't want you to think I was some hipster artist that went to art shows and stuff. Not that there is anything wrong with that! I just normally don't have the time and I'm not the most social person." Blaine hated offending anyone, and he diffidently didn't want to offend Kurt of all people.

"You don't have to apologize for that, I understand. I haven't really gone to many art-shows myself, unless they are work related. I do enjoy art though, but I wouldn't call myself an "art-snob" maybe a fashion one though." Kurt winked at him over the table.

"Okay and I'm sure you're not any kind of snob."

"Oh Blaine, trust me I am. Both Santana and I can take bitchy to a whole new level when it comes to clothes, not to mention the other times when nothing involves clothes."

"I thought you both came off as really nice, Dani thought so too."

Kurt frowned a bit, thinking about how to explain it without ruining anything for Santana or himself. "I'm going to try and explain this without sounding condescending I hope. Santana and I are what you would classify as bitches, there are no other words. We worked hard to get where we are, sometimes we pushed other people down, but I want you to know that neither of us are bullies, not even close. I like to think I'm nice too, Santana thinks I'm too nice, but I'm sure once she talks to you more she'll change her mind."

Picking up his coffee, Blaine took another drink.

"So what you are saying, are you guys are like the bossy cheerleaders in movies that are really mean on the outside but heart of gold on the inside?" Blaine was grinning over the coffee cup as he asked this.

Kurt grinned back at him, giggling a bit too.

"Actually yes, we were exactly like that in high school, both of us were cheerleaders. I will say this we do get protective and possessive of our friends."

Looking at little shocked Blaine asked:

"You were a cheerleader, like the outfit and all?"

"I knew you would get stuck on that one! Yes I was, at that time, I had planned on going to a performance school, and cheerleading would have been nice on my transcript."

Blaine nodded a bit, remembering Kurt saying last night that he had been in Glee club, something Blaine had loved about Dalton.

"What made you change your mind? I remember you talking about your glee club last night."

"You do? Well it was a few things really, I was worried about my dad's health at the time, and performing would take up a lot more time, schooling wise. I had wanted to be able to make as many frequent trips home as I could. I also wanted something a little more practical, but something I could still love. And I love clothes, quite a lot, if you can't tell. Being famous had an appeal, I'll admit, but you can get that in fashion too. I'm happy with my choice."

"That's good, I'm sure you have an amazing voice though, if based on your speaking one."

"Blaine you flatterer! Though I will admit, I do sound amazing. Speaking of career choices, how did you get into yours?" Kurt pushed his plate away, and rested his arms on the table, seeming genuinely interested in the answer.

Blaine was holding onto his cup of coffee with one hand, and fiddling with a napkin in the other, thinking about how to answer the question. He was really up in the air about how to play it off. Does he go serious, or make it into something he was proud of. In a way he was proud of himself, he was doing a good job at the FBI and also getting away with surfing, which was a thrill. Blaine didn't consider himself a bad person, but breaking the law was exciting, he couldn't deny that. Realizing that Kurt was waiting for an answer Blaine decided to be as truthful as he could, he wouldn't lie to Kurt.

"Are we friends now?" Blaine wanted to check, he didn't want to just tell someone, though maybe it didn't really matter.

Kurt sat up straight all of a sudden and leaned forward, looking expectant at Blaine.

"Oh is this top secret information? Yes we are friends though, and maybe more later?" Kurt asked grinning.

Blaine tore his napkin at that, smiling wide at Kurt.

"That's great!" He coughed out. "It's not, not really top secret, more a bit embarrassing is all."

"Okay, well this will be good, tell me then" Now Kurt was diffentedly intrigued, wondering just what it could be to get someone like Blaine into the FBI.

Trying not to look Kurt directly in the eyes was actually hard, they kind of drew him in, but he didn't think he could say this while doing that. Blaine took a deep breath and started to explain.

"I started messing around with computers in high school, just really goofing off, seeing how they worked and all. I had some problems with bullies at school, and my parents transferred me. When I got to Dalton, that's the new school, I was wary of meeting new people, I didn't want to go through another bullying problem. So being aware of that, I kind of looked into the schools files to see what kind of kids were in the glee club." Blaine paused for a minute to look at Kurt, see how he was taking it. Kurt face was a mix of excitement, intrigue, and shock.

"Are you saying you hacked into the schools files?"

"Well I really don't like to call it hacking, makes it sound bad, I prefer the term surfing."

Kurt started giggling at that.

"Oh I can so see you saying that! But go on, I'm fascinated here."

Blaine blushed a little, smiling too.

"Okay, so after that I didn't do it again for a while, and then one of my friends was having trouble accessing a website for college. I helped him with that, he was really surprised and started me doing these jobs, and I guess you can call it for some extra money. It wasn't anything crazy or illegal, well strictly speaking I guess it was illegal but not dangerous. I did that for a while; eventually I got bigger jobs, and got caught. The first time was pretty easy, just a fine and community service, of course my parents made me pay the fine, I didn't mind though."

Kurt raised his hand a bit to interrupt Blaine.

"What do you mean the first time?"

Blaine looked up at him, worried it had maybe gotten too much, but Kurt was just grinning at him, maybe even looking a bit more interested.

"Yes, um the first time. I know it's a bit different, but you asked so…."

"Oh no, please tell me, I feel like I'm in some kind of crime novel right now." Kurt was leaning across the table, still grinning widely, like he couldn't help it.

"Okay, so I still got into NYU because for my career choice having a record for "hacking" wasn't exactly too bad, and they still take students no matter records. It's the job that would have been hard to get. My friend from school that I had done all this with, he was going to Cambridge, so he was able to still give me jobs."

"You were still doing it even after getting in trouble? Wait no of course you did, because you said first, sorry go on."

Blaine gave Kurt a small smile.

"Right, so I was still doing it, just covering up my tracks better, which I actually learned from school. What happened is, Wes, my friend, he got a job from a guy we had never worked with, and it turned out to be a government hack, which involved a lot of money and files released to possible terrorist."

"Oh my God Blaine! You helped terrorists?" Kurt whispered the last part, leaning over the table looking around to make sure no one could hear them. Blaine laughed a little at that, thinking maybe telling Kurt this wasn't going to be bad at all.

"No, well we don't think they were anyways. I did get arrested by the FBI for it, and since I had only opened the door to let the other person in, I didn't get in as much trouble. All the files were recovered and I had to watch the system I had opened, since I knew the IP address of the client. I got two years probation and community service, I should have gotten more but since the only reason they had found me, was that they had been looking into that specific address at the time, they offered me an internship. Later a job, but yeah so that's how I got to work in the FBI." Blaine smiled bashfully at Kurt, wondering how he would take it all.

Sitting back, Kurt took a long drink from his coffee, which had gone cold, but he needed something. "Okay, so wow, that was not what I was expecting from you."

Blaine ducked his head, hating himself a little, but knowing he probably wouldn't have stood a chance anyways with Kurt.

"Yeah I know it's a bit too much."

"No! Well not in the bad-way, this is the most interesting thing I've heard in years, and it's not from a book. Are you actually telling me the truth and not just using that as a pick up line?" Kurt gave him a sour look.

"No, why on earth would I do that? Would that even work?" Blaine was puzzled, Kurt was going all over the place, and he honestly didn't know what to think about him.

"Well the whole bad-boy thing is intriguing to me." Kurt smirked a little, watching Blaine blush. "It's not an automatic turn-off though, maybe not everyone would like it, but you aren't doing anything harmful to anyone. So I take this as a good thing."

"Okay, that's good to know. I was worrying about telling you before, because it really is embarrassing. I don't want to come across as criminal you know."

"You were thinking about how to tell me this already? Wow Blaine, you sure do put it all out there, this is only the first date you know?"

Blaine flustered with his napkin a bit, maybe he had come on too strong. Was this really a date? Oh god! "Sorry, I just didn't want to lie, and most people ask that. I didn't mean anything, sorry!"

"Blaine, calm down, I'm just teasing you. You sir, are going to have to get used to that, because I will do it daily."

Blaine smiled into his chest, thinking about daily with Kurt, how brilliant that would be.

"Okay, whatever you say."

"Good, you should always listen to me."

When Blaine looked up at Kurt, he was looking at him; as soon as their eyes met Kurt smiled.

"I will."