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Chapter Eight

Kurt was currently setting at his desk at work, trying to go over the final critique for the photoset and article layout he and Joe had done over the weekend. Plus the rest of the book, that was the unpublished magazine. It was hard considering he kept getting distracted by thoughts of Blaine, and sadly there weren't very good thoughts.

It'd been four days since Kurt had seen Blaine, and two since they had communicated, and it had only been a short text message from Blaine, saying he was busy with work. Kurt was a little worried he may have come on too strong, or that he had made some gesture that he wouldn't be okay with Blaine's extracurricular activities. Kurt had sent Blaine three text messages in that time period, the first was a I had fun yesterday, hope to see you soon (: that had been sent on Sunday, which he had then received the busy with work text from Blaine. The other two were basically a good morning, and hi, text when you're free, simple enough to ignore if Blaine wanted to.

Kurt didn't really want to send another text, it's not like it'd been a week since they had talked, maybe he was just being clingy, but they had clicked so well and Kurt really wanted to talk to him. Kurt sighed setting the photo layout down he checked his phone, for probably the tenth time in the last thirty minutes hoping there was a message from Blaine. He was aware that Blaine worked for the FBI and that something important could have happened, and Blaine could very well be saving the world or something, but he figured Santana would have known about that from Dani. Going back to his phone, there weren't any new messages from Blaine, but he did have one from his dad.

Hey kiddo, just checking to see when you were booking your flight?

Kurt blinked looking at his phone, trying to remember if he had made plans to go see his parents, or if it was related to a work thing he had told his dad about. Burt would sometimes check up on him, in case he went out of the country. Before he answered, Kurt went to look at his calendar to see if he had any scheduled events for work, he didn't have anything until end of October in China, which he wasn't even sure he would need to go to. Thinking it possible it was a personal thing, Kurt checked his personal calendar, the only thing that was happening this month was Carol's birthday.

Kurt wanted to slap himself, he had forgotten Carol's birthday! He needed to book the flight as soon as possible, he wasn't too worried about the pricing, because with all the traveling he did for work, he had tons of frequent flier miles, and Isabelle let him go home normally, as long as he kept all his work up to date. It really only took a few minutes to find a decent flight, he didn't mind flying coach either, well most of the time, and it was a short enough flight, that it seemed pointless to spend the extra money on business class.

Carol's birthday was on the 27th, so his flight was leaving on the 26th which was a Thursday, it'd give him the weekend to spend time with everyone at home, and then he could come home Monday morning and go into work to make sure everything was running smoothly. After entering his card information for the flight, Kurt leaned back in his chair and went about replying to his dad. He didn't want it to seem like he had forgotten Carol's birthday, but lying to his dad about even little things was hard, maybe he could just phrase the text really well.

Yes dad, do you want the information for the flight? -Kurt

It didn't take too long to get a reply, his dad probably used his phone just as much as Kurt did his, sometimes it really screwed with Kurt's head, because his dad wasn't supposed to be tech-savvy, but he was.

Yeah, do I need to pick you up? Or do you want to rent a car? -Dad

Kurt thought about it, sometimes he liked renting one, sometimes he didn't, really just depended on what kind of mood he was in. Right now Kurt wanted family time, but he didn't know if that would change in a week, not that he didn't want to spend time with his family; it's just nice to have an escape plan sometimes.

As of right now, yes please pick me up. I don't think I'll need a car, but that could change. -Kurt

Alright then, tell me when you are arriving though, so I know what time to expect you. –Dad

Arrival time is 9:15pm on the Thursday before her birthday, and it's nonstop so I don't think there will be any delays. –Kurt

Ok, well if you change your mind, let me know before the flight, still an hour and half drive there. –Dad

I will, thanks dad, can't wait to see you guys! Love you and everyone! –Kurt

We love you too. Now get back to work. –Dad

Kurt smiled down at his phone, he really missed his dad sometimes, and okay maybe he missed him all the time. It'd have been nice if his whole family could have come to New York, they had decided to move to D.C. after Kurt had graduated high school, then Burt had decided to move back to Lima after his 2nd term in office had ended. Kurt had really enjoyed visiting D.C., it was a lot different than Lima, he had even gone to see some protesters during his stay, that had been an adventure, but Lima was home. Even though Lima was filled with people who were homophobic bigots, it's still the place he grew up, the place his mother was buried, and the place he had accepted who he was, it would always be home. Shaking his head at himself, Kurt got back to work; he needed to finish up so that he could go on an emergency gift hunt, or at least plan one.

Kurt spent the next two hours working without any interruptions; he had even sat his phone in a drawer, so that he wouldn't constantly check it. He figured that if Blaine did text him, he could wait a little, since he had gone so long without any contact at all, honestly though if he saw it, Kurt knew he would probably immediately text back.

Kurt was surprised he hadn't heard from Santana today, even if she was busy actually working, she normally would text him. It was already two in the afternoon, and they almost always had lunch together, unless Kurt was too busy, but she would still bug him to go out with her. Since he had been working for a while, Kurt decided he would give Santana a call; he should probably eat now anyway, it'd been ages since breakfast.

Looking at his phone he was disappointed to still not see a message from Blaine, he even contemplated texting him again, after all he hadn't sent anything today, but maybe he should talk to Santana about it first. There were a few email notifications too, though since he was already at work; and the only person he absolutely had to answer to would call him first, so he figured those could wait. Kurt pulled up the last conversation thread he had with Santana.

Haven't heard from you all day, where are you? I'm hungry! Come have lunch with me. –Kurt

He was half expecting an instant reply, only because usually when she was at work, Santana usually had her phone in hand, unless she happened to be modeling. He knew there weren't any scheduled photo-shoots today, but it was possible she was doing a fitting. Kurt sat looking at his phone for a good five minutes before he huffed and put it down, it felt like he kept waiting on people to talk to him. It was kind of depressing; at least his dad talked to him, though that could possibly make it seem more depressing. Kurt groaned to himself, he needed more friends, or at least more he could tolerate on a daily basis. In answer to his mounting depression, his phone buzzed, grabbing it off the desk, he saw it was a message from an unknown number.

Yeah, I was doing a fitting, and my phone kind of died. You should be glad to know I have your number memorized. Starbucks? –Unknown

Rolling his eyes at Santana's need for coffee, and the fact she would automatically assume he would know it was her, never mind the fact that he actually did.

I'm sorry but I don't go to Starbucks with strangers. –Kurt

Fuck off Kurt, going or not? I'll leave your ass here. –Unknown

Kurt laughed at that, he did love Santana's attitude, it always brightened his day, even if it was in a weird way.

Yeah, ok, I'll meet you out front. How did you get my message though if your phone is dead? –Kurt

Magic. -Unknown

Kurt laughed and then looked at the spread of photos he had taken out of the book and were laying on his desk, he had pretty much finished all of it, well he did an intense look through, and then glanced through it a second time, just to make sure he didn't miss anything. There was also another person that would go over all the words make sure spelling was correct, all he was supposed to do was make sure the colors and photos coordinated properly. Nodding to himself, Kurt decided to go ahead and send it to the next person, who would look over it, normally he was the last one before Isabelle got the final product, but he had been bored, and needed something to do, so he got it first.

Kurt picked up the desk phone to call down to the journalist department, for someone to pick up the book. The phone rang a couple of times before a male voice answered.

"Vogue, Journalist Department, how may I direct your call?" Kurt was pretty sure that it was Joe that answered the phone.

"Joe?"

"Yes, how may I help you?"

Kurt grinned a little, obviously his voice wasn't recognized, and it was a little nice knowing he wasn't known that well, kept him from getting a big head. "It's Kurt; I need someone to pick up the book for editing, since I've finished with it."

"Oh, yes Kurt, I'm so sorry. Of course, I'll be up there in five minutes to personally get it and deliver it to our department head."

"Calm down, why are you sorry? But yes come up and get it, I'm leaving it with the secretary on this floor, and I want an email that it's been delivered to the head of the department. This is important, no going through the book, it's to be delivered straight to him, do you understand?"

Kurt's voice got a bit of a hard edge towards the end, having remembered one time an intern had decided she wanted to go through the book, instead of delivering it, least to say she had been fired, and probably hadn't been able to get a job in anything fashion related again.

"Just that I hadn't recognized your voice and of course I wouldn't look, I understand how important it is to not do that." Joe answered quickly, and with a bit of a quiver in his voice.

Kurt didn't want to scare him, well not too much. "Its fine Joe, just come get it, and make sure I get that email within the next 15 minutes. I'll be timing you."

"Yes of course, I'm leaving now."

At that Kurt hung up his phone, grabbed his blazer, and went out to hand off the book to the secretary and then leaves to meet Santana.

…

Kurt opened the door to the Starbucks that was right down the street from Vogue; he really hoped Santana hadn't been planning to take the extra time to go to the one near the federal building. He looked around the small dining area, spotting what he assumed was Santana's hair at the very back of the restaurant. He walked over to see if she had gotten his drink yet, it did happen on occasion, just depended on what kind of mood she was in. Upon getting to the table, he saw there were two coffees, so he sat down; she was on her phone though, so he waited till she looked up.

"That coffee isn't yours, it's my second, and so you should go order and get your skinny ass some food too!" Santana said this without even looking up. Kurt scoffed, even though he did get up, he was hungry after all, but if anything was skinny, it sure as hell wasn't his ass, which was pure perfection, people have told him. Before he walked off he remembers that Santana's phone was dead.

"How do you have a phone, you said yours was dead."

Santana looked up at him, seeming not to understand his question. "Oh, yeah I may have borrowed this from an intern or someone; it was just lying on a desk!"

Kurt shook his head at her, before walking away to order. "You Santana are a horrible person."

Kurt could her Santana mumble something, but he was already in the queue, so he couldn't really hear her very well. The line was only two people long, so he waited for all of two minutes, before it was his turn to order. Since this was the Starbucks that they normally went to, Kurt normally knew who worked here, although they did get new people a lot, it was Starbucks after all; Kurt knew the barista today though.

"Hey Jeff"

"Hi Kurt, how are you? I missed you this morning!" Jeff had a huge smile on his face; he was so sweet, and always happy.

"I'm good, yeah I didn't come in today, was in a rush so I sent an assistant for coffee. How are you?"

"Right, Mister. I-have-assistants-to-do-everything-for-me! I'm good though, working, trying to find an acting job, same old, same old. What can I get for you today?"

"Oh hush, it wasn't even mine, Isabelle needed coffee so she would have sent her assistant anyways. Hopefully you will find an acting job soon; I know you're good enough. And I'll have my regular coffee, and tuna melt, haven't eaten since breakfast!"

Jeff went about making the coffee, and getting the sandwich from the deli counter. "I see, taking advantage of her, nice."

"I wasn't, that girl needs to do something! She made me have to come in over the weekend." Kurt may have been using Sugar more lately than before, but it was true that Isabelle had needed coffee today.

"Alright, and you don't know that I'll get one, but I'll take a good luck from you." Jeff smiled at him, while handing over Kurt's coffee.

"Thank you, and good luck of course." Kurt smiled while using his credit card to pay, and since he didn't have cash on him, he left a tip on his card receipt.

"You're welcome, and here's your sandwich. I don't know if you've talked to Santana much today, but she's been glued to that phone since she's got here. Didn't even really say more than a simple hi."

Kurt turned to where Santana was seated, and yeah she was staring down at the phone she had stolen/borrowed, hopefully she was in a good mood though.

"I haven't really, so I don't know what kind of mood she's in, but we'll see what happens. See you later Jeff."

"Bye Kurt!" Jeff waved at him, even though he had barely taken two steps away from the counter, but that was Jeff for you. Kurt smiled and waved back, making his way over to Santana.

Getting to the table, Kurt sat his sandwich and coffee down, and then slid into the seat. He went ahead and ate first, knowing that it might take a few minutes for Santana to start talking, and Kurt was hungry. While eating Kurt observed Santana, trying to place what kind of mood she was in, she was sitting relaxed, no stiff posture to show tension. She was heavily focused on the phone in her hand, but she wasn't texting, looked like she was scrolling through some website. Also her facial expression was very neutral, no smile, but she wasn't frowning either. Finished with his food, Kurt decided to speak up.

"So, what's going on? You're really invested in that phone you nicked."

Santana looked at him; she smiled a little, and then turned the phone towards him. Kurt glanced down to read what was on the screen; it was opened to Facebook, specifically Danielle Warrington's page. Assuming this was Dani, he laughed because either Santana was Facebook stalking her, or they were talking on here, which was good news too.

"Are you stalking her?"

Santana actually laughed at that, which surprised Kurt, because if she was stalking Dani, normally Santana would have tried to play it off, but if it was a friend thing she would have normally been embarrassed. This laughing was new, but more than likely a good thing.

"Actually a bit of both, we are friends on Facebook, but I haven't heard from her recently, so I decided to check when she last updated, but it's been since Sunday."

Kurt started a little at that, maybe something had actually happened at work with Blaine, maybe something life threatening, except no, because Blaine worked on computers, not exactly life threatening. Something had to have happened though, since both of them had been out of contact, unless there was some weird rule that they didn't contact after dates, but that didn't fit either, because Blaine already had. Kurt was just running in circles in his head.

"Okay, so Blaine hasn't contacted me since Sunday either, he just sent a text saying he was busy with work. Do you think Dani could be too? Like maybe something happened?"

Santana gave Kurt a look, and rolled her eyes, and then she snatched the phone away from Kurt. "Whoa, just because they work for the FBI doesn't mean they are going to be getting into crazy stuff everyday Kurt, this isn't TV."

Kurt shook his head. "That's not what I meant, and yes some of it probably is you know, at least for Dani, you did say she was an agent after all."

"Yes but for white collar crime, which means robbery, not murders, so less likely for her to be shot at. And I doubt Blaine ever sets foot outside for work related stuff."

Kurt felt a little indignant for Blaine when she said that, Blaine's work was probably more important than Dani's. "I'll have you know that Blaine has actually successfully stopped terrorists." Kurt wasn't going to let on to the fact that Blaine was also the one that had possibly let said terrorists in the system.

"Maybe, but Dani is an actual agent, who carries a gun, and has probably put loads of people in prison."

"Yes, because guns are so awesome! We should all go out and get one. I'm like 80% sure Blaine is an agent too; in fact his title even has an acronym." Kurt smiled smugly at Santana, knowing she couldn't top that, if only because she didn't know what Dani's acronym would be.

"Whatever, gun trumps computer every time."

Kurt rolled his eyes. "I apologize; I forgot that you tend to prefer brawn over brains."

Santana leaned forward across the table, pointing at Kurt. "Dani is smart, she just happens to have both, and she's limber as fuck too."

Kurt floundered for all of two seconds, only because he got a very lovely mental image of Blaine being limber. "I didn't say she wasn't smart, I just said Blaine was smarter. He also had to take a test for his career, just like the other agents, so even though I haven't done anything with him, I guarantee he is just as good." Kurt didn't actually know if Blaine had to take that kind of test, but he figured Santana didn't either, so it worked.

Santana was still giving him the evil eye, but gradually it stopped and turned into a grin, and then full out laughing. "Why are you laughing right now?"

It took Santana a couple tries to stop laughing but eventually she got it out. "We are arguing about who the better agent is, and we haven't even been dating them that long! It's been like five days!"

Kurt looked around sheepishly, realizing that yeah, maybe it was a bit stupid and a lot immature, but he couldn't help it really. Kurt put his head down on the table, laughing a little at himself and Santana.

"Oh God, this is what happens when we don't go on actual dates for a really long time. We get defensive over absolutely nothing, why won't he just text me?"

Santana stopped laughing soon enough, and then answered Kurt's question.

"Well it could be work related, I don't think it's anything life threatening, but since they are both out of contact, it could very well be something like that. I don't know how often they work together though, from what she told me, it's a lot of over the phone work that Blaine does."

Kurt nodded, remembering that Blaine said he didn't get out that much, but he did work with agents on occasion. "Yeah you're probably right, so at least Blaine's not in any danger. Oh and of course Dani's probably not either."

Kurt winced a little, he didn't mean for it to have come out that way, he was just more focused on Blaine's life than Dani's, he couldn't be blamed for his priorities.

"I'm sure you care so much about her welfare, thank you. Have you texted Blaine yet? I sent Dani a message on Monday, but it was just a simple hi."

Kurt would have normally felt embarrassed, okay maybe not, he really didn't care that much what other people thought of him, and least of all Santana.

"Yeah, I texted him a few times, no answer since Sunday, I'm actually a little worried that I was coming on too strong, and he's just ignoring me. What do you think?"

Santana reached over the table to grab Kurt's hand, it wasn't one of those 'oh it's going to be ok, of course he likes you' gestures though, a lot more rough than that. "Hummel you listen to me, if that boy doesn't date you, I will personally get up in his shit and cut all his little bowties to pieces. You are a catch, and you damn well know it, so stop being so fucking insecure."

Kurt wrenched his hand out of Santana's grip, and shook it wincing in pain. "Damn Santana, ease up on the grip. I know I am, but I'm allowed to worry! And how do you know he loves bowties anyway?"

Santana just smiled sweetly at him. "You can take a little pain. I know because Dani told me he wore them pretty much every day, and that he could actually pull off suspenders. Though I'm not sure how to take that because she's a lesbian, and I don't know if she's attracted to the suspenders or what."

Kurt laughed at the confused look on Santana's face. "Okay, well that's good to know. You can be attracted to whoever you want, just because you are gay/lesbian doesn't mean you can't fall in love with someone of the opposite sex, or even just find them attractive. I am not saying Dani is in love with Blaine by the way."

Santana looked shocked for a moment. "I can't believe you just said that, what happened to the guy who said gay guys can't love girls?"

Kurt knew exactly what moment Santana was referring too, mostly because she loved to make fun of Rachel.

"I didn't say that, I was just saying that particular guy didn't love Rachel, and besides I grew up. I realize that a person can love you for your personality and not what's in-between your legs."

"Wow Kurt, I'm really proud of you right now. But I really don't see you ending up with a girl, or me with a guy."

"Oh I don't either; I'm just saying that it's possible."

"Well okay then, I have to admit this has been the strangest conversation we've had in a while."

Kurt laughed a little, they've had stranger conversations, but this one went from arguing over which date was better to serious issues.

"Yeah it has, and I probably need to get back, I forgot about Carol's birthday and I booked a flight for home next Thursday. So I need to go make sure I won't have any work to do for that weekend."

Santana shot Kurt a surprised look. "You forgot Carol's birthday? The person, who spends a month trying to find the perfect gift, forgot something that is in two weeks."

"I know! I don't know what's going on, I thought of it a few weeks ago, but it's just slipped my mind. I'm going to have to go shopping this weekend, find something I haven't thought of before; I don't want to do clothes again."

They both stood up from the table, Kurt picking up his trash, and Santana her one empty coffee cup, and the full one.

"Well you can't blame me for this, seeing how I didn't make you go out with me Friday, and also you should have remembered way before that. Aren't plain tickets more expensive they longer you wait?"

Walking out the door, Kurt held it open for Santana and shouted a good-bye to Jeff. "Bye Jeff!"

"Bye Kurt and Santana!"

Santana just waved to him as they both went through the door.

"Yes tickets are more expensive when you wait, but it wasn't too bad, since I get to use the miles, and it's just coach so that helps too."

Walking down the sidewalk, Santana linked her arms with Kurt; she didn't like the crowds so much and preferred to stay connected with someone whilst walking.

"Okay, it's your money, though I'm shocked you're going to let yourself possibly sit next to someone with bad fashion taste."

Kurt rolled his eyes. "Yes that's my biggest fear with flying, you caught me. Seriously though, I have got to think of something good for a gift, maybe jewelry."

Santana shook her head. "No you don't want to do that, it's too simple, and yeah maybe you've gotten her great gifts before, but you still want something that is meaningful."

Kurt let out a breath; he knew that, but how to pick a gift in such a short amount of time! "I know, I just can't think right now, I really shouldn't have left it so long."

"No you shouldn't have, if for your own sake. Personally I always wait till last minute, I shop better that way, but you don't though."

"Very true, I find it amazing how you can still get great gifts twenty minutes before someone's birthday or Christmas."

"I'm impressive like that."

Kurt shook his head, and smiled down at her. "Modesty was never your strong suit was it?"

"Not even a little, and you can't even say anything, you're just as bad."

Kurt laughed. "Yeah, a bit."

…

Kurt and Santana had separated once they both got to back to Vogue, Santana still had to do more fittings today, and Kurt wanted to talk to Isabelle about work. He knew she wouldn't care, he could pretty much take off when he wanted, but he did need to give notice or at least inform her, and make sure anything he was working on would be completed on time.

Making a phone call to Isabelle's office, he quickly explained what was going on and that he would have everything completed before he left, and also delegate any work that wasn't done.

"Kurt, you know you really don't have to explain why to me, well maybe you do, I'm sure that's a normal employee to employer thing, but you don't have to, I trust you. Oh, I received an email from the journalist department that they had the book, so you don't need to worry about that."

Kurt felt like face palming, he had totally forgot to check his email to make sure Joe had delivered it. Hopefully he had sent the email, because he didn't want to look like an idiot when he didn't check it, and it actually was late. Kurt opened his email on his computer, and there was the email from Joe, dated for 2:18 which Kurt was pretty sure that was in the 15 minute limit.

"Thanks Isabelle, I don't want to get to the point where I'm taking advantage of you. I'm glad you got that email too, Joe seems to know what he's doing, maybe you should hire him permanently."

"That right there lets me know that you won't take advantage and I'll think about it, I'm not really sure how long he's been working here."

"Well thank you. I'm going to let you go, make sure that I can get everything done within the week. There's a photo-shoot on Monday, so I'll need to set up plans for the photos to be emailed directly to me instead of sent with a messenger."

"Alright, you know what you're doing. I know I'll see you again before you actually go anywhere, but I do hope you enjoy yourself."

"Thank you, I will."

"Bye, Kurt."

"Bye."

Kurt hung up his phone and got to work checking all his emails, getting everything organized for the photo-shoot in advance and anything else that needed taking care of.

A few hours had passed, Kurt had been able to get quite a lot done, and hadn't even checked his phone once. He decided that he would actually wait until he got home; it'd be like he made a record of longest time spent not checking his phone, at least for him.

….

Kurt walked into his apartment to music blaring, seemed like Santana had made it home before him. First thing he did was go into the kitchen and find food, or possibly place an order for food if there wasn't any. Once he got to the kitchen though, he could see take-out on the island; hopefully Santana had ordered something good. Looking through the bag he found Thai food, Santana had been ordering it constantly lately, Kurt was starting to get a little sick of it, but since it was already here he might as well eat.

Kurt grabbed the small bag and a water bottle from the fridge then went to Santana's room.

"Hey, I'm here now, and I'm eating this Thai whether you got me any or not." Kurt had said this through the door, even though he knew she wouldn't hear him, because of the music. "So I'm just going to my room now, bye!"

Kurt smiled to himself while walking to his bedroom, normally he did eat in the kitchen, but he wanted to get out of his clothes and into something comfortable. Kurt sat the food down on the dresser, and pulled out some sleep pants and a plain t-shirt. Remembering that he still hadn't checked his phone for texts Kurt changed quickly, it was very possible Blaine had texted him by now. Well he hoped it was possible.

Once changed, Kurt grabbed the food and his phone and sat down on the bed. He first opened up the food boxes, because he really was hungry, and what were a few more minutes. Finally after he'd taken a couple bites of food, he checked his phone and then proceeded to squeal like a little girl, because he actually had gotten a text from Blaine, a few in fact.

Hi Kurt, I am so sorry for not replying to you before. Something crazy with work happened and I just got busy, really there is no excuse for that. –Blaine

I mean I do have an excuse of course, but it seems so juvenile to give you one. –Blaine

I suppose I could anyways, explain what I'm allowed to tell you. Dani wasn't able to talk to Santana either, so I was hoping you had been able to deduce it being work related. –Blaine

Basically there was a very sensitive case, and we had to cut off any contact that was more recent than a month. I know it sounds crazy, but it's true I swear! –Blaine

All of the texts were sent within a five minute period, about an hour ago. Kurt felt a little bad for waiting now, because it was work related, but then again, he did wait for three days, and he knew absolutely nothing.

Hi Blaine! I'm glad it was work-related; I was a little worried I had done something wrong. And I hadn't talked about it with Santana until today, but once I realized she hadn't talked to Dani either I guessed it was work. –Kurt

Well and the fact that on Sunday you had said you were busy with work –Kurt

Oh good you replied! I thought you might be mad at me. –Blaine

Kurt smiled at his phone, and then took a bite of food; he absolutely loved Blaine's personality.

Sunday was really a surprise, and it immediately got hectic, then my phone died. –Blaine

First off of course I would reply, even if just to yell at you. Well text yell, though I wouldn't do that to you, you're way too sweet. –Kurt

Second you don't have to tell me everything you do, and everyone's phone dies at inopportune times at some point. –Kurt

That's good to hear! I really did want to talk to you, a lot! I almost broke the rule to send you a text, but it's harder to cover up that stuff when their watching my IP address. –Blaine

Kurt was beginning to think he had a thing for nerds all along, because seeing Blaine say IP address gave him butterflies, and he really wasn't sure why. It was like he had this hidden kink he never knew about until he met Blaine, or maybe it was just Blaine.

I love it when you talk like that, all smart and stuff. You should do it more often. –Kurt

It took about a minute before he got a reply back, he could just imagine the deep red, which would be Blaine's cheeks.

Um, yes I could do that. If you wanted to, I know lots of words and things. –Blaine

Kurt couldn't stop the laugh that came out of his mouth, oh he really wished he was with Blaine right now, it'd be perfect.

I bet you do ;) –Kurt

So aside from work, how have you been? –Kurt

I've been really good, busy of course with work. So I haven't really had much to do lately, but it's been a normal few days. –Blaine

What about you? –Blaine

That's good to hear. Oh pretty much the same, nowhere near as busy as you though. I did forget an important event, now I have to do an emergency shopping trip. –Kurt

Oh really? What kind of event? I love shopping though, don't you? –Blaine

Kurt smirked to himself, thinking he might have just found the perfect shopping buddy. Of course it'd be another excuse to see Blaine, but Blaine didn't need to know that. Or he didn't have to know that right away.

My step-mother's birthday, I actually feel horrible I forgot about it, I never forget these kinds of things. I actually do love shopping though, it's just with gift buying I like to buy a month in advance. –Kurt

Oh, well there's a first time for everything, don't feel too bad about it. I could help you, if you wanted; I mean I buy my mom stuff all the time. –Blaine

Not that I'm saying it's the same thing, I'm sure your step-mother has her own tastes, but it'd be some help. If you wanted. –Blaine

I don't want to pressure you. –Blaine

Oh Blaine was just perfect, he was so sweet and really Kurt didn't think he would ever be able to tell him no for anything. Kurt felt like he kept thinking that word an awful lot, perfect, he needed a new word to describe Blaine.

You would be a life-saver if you helped me! I wouldn't feel pressured at all. Besides shopping would make for a lovely third date don't you think? –Kurt

Kurt could picture Blaine's face right now, he'd probably be blushing, and a little surprised that Kurt had already asked for a third date. Hopefully Kurt hadn't been too forward, he sometimes would forget and just went with whatever came to mind. Maybe Blaine liked that though.

That would be really great actually, I mean you and shopping sounds really fantastic. –Blaine

Okay that was little surprising to Kurt, it was great of course, just surprising.

That wasn't me! I mean yes of course I would love too! But my friend stole my phone. –Blaine

Kurt chuckled, okay that sounded more like Blaine, and how crazy was it that Kurt felt like he could already tell the difference in Blaine's text messages.

It's fine, I'd be happy with either text, you still said yes. ;) I really enjoy spending time with you! –Kurt

Ok, that's great. I feel the same way. When do you want to go? –Blaine

Kurt thought about it, Blaine was probably going to be a lot busier than he was, and though he did want to get it done as soon as possible, he didn't want to have to rush through shopping.

How about Saturday? I don't want to have to rush after work; I do need to go before Sunday for sure though. –Kurt

That sounds perfect actually, I'm normally not working Saturdays, unless something happens. And we could start early too, so we have plenty of time to search. –Blaine

Do you have any ideas? –Blaine

Kurt only wished he had ideas; hopefully Blaine would be able to help with that.

Ok great, Saturday it is. But you still have to talk to me in the meantime; I don't want to have to wait till Saturday. Sadly I don't have any ideas, which is my problem. –Kurt

Of course I'll talk to you, I'm so sorry again for before; I promise I wanted to talk to you. –Blaine

It's ok that you don't have any ideas; maybe we could have breakfast first, and discuss what she likes before shopping? –Blaine

Okay, if Blaine didn't end up being his husband, something was seriously wrong with the world for introducing Kurt to this amazing man, and then taking him away. Kurt laid back onto his pillow smiling, he kind of forgot about the food, until it was knocked over. He'd have to clean that up later.

That sounds great! And you really don't have to apologize I believe you. –Kurt

Ok great, I really can't wait for Saturday. –Blaine

Me too. You really are amazing. –Kurt

Thank you, but you're way more amazing. Actually I still can't believe I actually met you, and that you want to talk to me. –Blaine

Kurt smiled, turning into his pillow to hide it from absolutely no one, Blaine was just great, and well he didn't really have words.

Blaine, I have no words for you. You are just the best. –Kurt

I don't know what to say, but thank you Kurt, I feel the same. –Blaine

Kurt was going to be anticipating Saturday for the rest of the week, no matter what else happened during that time, he couldn't wait to see Blaine. Suddenly Kurt shot up in bed; he needed to pick out an outfit for Saturday.