AN: So I added smut because I got comments from it, so there you go, it's in italics if you don't want to read it. I keep adding stuff though, that makes this fic longer, so honestly I'm not sure how much I have now in chapters oops. Thanks for reading/reviewing/following/everything :)

Chapter Eighteen

Kurt was feeling absolutely wretched, he had cheated and he'd never felt worse about something. He'd not lied to Blaine, not really, because he hadn't known what he was going to wear, but he'd thought about it ever since the idea for the date popped into his head. He had so many ideas, that really it'd take just as long to pick out an outfit as Blaine. Well he thought so anyways, Kurt wasn't really sure how picky Blaine was, or how many clothes he had. Or how many different suits he had, or the colors, and now he was intrigued, it'd be interesting to go through Blaine's closet.

Kurt sighed, he was sitting at his desk, hurrying to finish the last project he'd been working on that day, it was already 5:10, he needed to get home and get ready. He'd been trying not to text Blaine through-out the day, just because he felt it might be clingy. But he realized around noon, he was being completely stupid. Why should he stop himself from doing something he loved, talking to Blaine, just because it seemed a little too much too fast. The answer to that was that he shouldn't, there were no rules to dating, so he'd been texting Blaine again ever since. Mostly it was just talking about what they were working on, until Blaine brought up the topic of clothes. His last text had started to make Kurt feel guilty.

I've been trying to think all day about an outfit, but it's been difficult, not being able to see them. How are you going to pick yours? –Blaine

It'd only been five minutes since Kurt had received that, but he still didn't know what to say exactly. Just because he had ten different outfits set up in his closet, didn't mean he didn't still have to choose. And knowing him, he'd probably change his mind again, so really it wasn't that big of a deal. Why was he even making it a deal at all? He thought, and groaned before turning to text Blaine back.

I have been thinking too, and I've got a good memory. Plus I looked some last night. –Kurt

That wasn't so bad, and it's not like Blaine was going to get mad, or like offended or anything. Why was Kurt even thinking about this? It's nothing; it's just clothes for crying out loud. Well not just clothes, but not something Blaine would be upset over; Kurt was probably just stressed from trying to finish everything before the weekend and was making a big deal out of nothing.

Oh you little cheater! That's okay, I'm sure you'd look better than me either way. Still can't wait though, feels like too long since I've seen you. –Blaine

Kurt face-palmed, of course he'd say that, reading the rest made Kurt frown a little. Why would Blaine just assume Kurt would look better, when he was the perfect one?

I didn't mean to, I just got excited and wanted to look (: And no, if anyone is going to be the better looking one it'd be you. Also we saw each other Monday. –Kurt

Its fine, I don't blame you at all, if I'd had the time, I would have too. I was much too tired after we Skyped ;) If you say so, but I'll always think you're the better looking one. Was it really only two days ago?-Blaine

Kurt giggled; last night had been lovely with Blaine, well more than that actually. It'd been all kinds of amazing, Kurt hadn't thought Blaine would do anything of the sort, but he'd surprised him.

…

"I'm sorry, Kurt, but could you repeat that? Seeing you without a shirt is much more distracting than it should be."

Kurt smirked at him. "Really, I think it's just distracting enough. What I said though, was that we should go do something fun, like a tour or something."

Blaine was blinking slowly, staring at Kurt's chest and then lower, and back up again like he couldn't decide where he wanted to look the most. "A tour? Like with tourists and those things?"

Kurt tried to hold in his laughter. "Yes, those things. Something active though, I don't just want to follow around some guide. The reason I brought it up, was because as I was walking home today, I saw these brochures, for different activities to do in New York, here I'll go get them."

Kurt got up from his bed and went to grab the papers from his dresser, when he came back he climbed onto the bed and crawled back over to the laptop. Somehow when he'd sat down again, his boxers had rode up so Kurt got up onto his knees and pulled them down a bit from the bottom, not realizing he'd put his crotch right in front of the camera. When he sat back down and looked at the screen again, Blaine was biting his lip and had his hand pressed against his dick. "You alright there Blaine?"

"God yes, I mean no, well fuck Kurt you can just do that to me." Blaine groaned, letting the words out in just over a whisper.

"Do what to you exactly?"

Blaine moved his hands around, clearly flustered. "You know, all pulling on your pants, and then just sitting there, like nothing happened."

Kurt smirked, he hadn't thought about it when he'd done that, but hey if it worked in his favor. "I'm sorry baby; do you want me to put some clothes on?"

"No!" Blaine all but shouted, even moving his hand like he'd be able to stop Kurt through the screen. "I mean, that's not really necessary. Just maybe, well, maybe we could do something?"

Kurt inhaled deeply, he'd never imagined Blaine would want that, but maybe he should have. "Any ideas?" He asked coyly.

Blaine looked up through his eyelashes. "We could." He took a deep breath. "We could watch each masturbate."

"Fuck Blaine." Kurt felt his cock twitch, sometimes Blaine could be really blunt, and nothing was hotter than that. "Yeah we can do that, would you like me to tell you what to do?"

Blaine nodded eagerly. "Yes, please. Do you want me to take these off?"

Kurt thought about it, he could make him tease himself through the shorts, make them get wet from the pre-come, but then he'd not be able to see as much. "Yeah, go ahead, why don't you grab some lube too?"

Blaine nodded and got up to do as Kurt said, he grabbed the lube first, and then his boxers came off a lot quicker than Kurt thought they should, he didn't say anything to make him slow down though. This view was just as nice. Blaine sat back down, and stared and Kurt, waiting. Kurt wanted to touch him, and not just his cock, he wanted to pet his hair, pull on it, and feel him shiver when he touched him. Kiss him roughly until Blaine was a whimpering mess, and then keep going. Damn that was a downside to this. Kurt focused back on Blaine, who was staring at him expectantly now. Not wanting Blaine to be alone, Kurt pulled his boxers off too.

"Oh God." Blaine moaned, causing Kurt to smirk.

"Don't get too excited just yet. I want you to finger yourself Blaine; can you do that for me?" Kurt asked as he sat back down.

"Yeah, I can do that. Do you want me to move the camera?"

That was another thing that sucked; the angle for this wasn't exactly the best. You either got to see what was being done, or his face, and Kurt thought both of those were worth watching. "How about you put the laptop towards the end of the bed, and then set some pillows up so that you can lean back, but I'll still be able to see your face?"

"Yeah I can do that. But what about you, I mean do I get to see you?"

"Of course, just tell me how you want the camera, and I can do the same thing, if that's what you want?"

"We can try that, if not then however you think is best."

Kurt nodded, they both took a moment to get everything set up, having to adjust the screen a few times, so they could both see each other, eventually it worked out.

"Okay, now I want you to pick up the lube and rub it onto your fingers and then slowly circle your rim, don't push it in yet."

Blaine nodded, and followed Kurt's instructions, he was shaking, Kurt could tell even from the distance. He looked gorgeous like this, all laid out, following Kurt's instructions happily. Kurt fisted his own cock, and squeezed it a little.

"That's a good boy. Now go ahead and push your finger in, slowly now."

Blaine did as told, moaning lowly, and spreading he legs further apart.

"How does it feel, do you want more?"

Blaine nodded. "Yes, please."

"Alright, go ahead, add another, and I want you to scissor them. Can you do that for me?" Kurt said, lazily pumping his cock, he really enjoyed telling Blaine what to do.

"Yeah, yeah."

"Add another for me, and touch your cock too."

Blaine did as told, Kurt wishing he could be there doing it for him, but this would do for now. "Good, now a little faster."

Blaine was breathing harshly, moving the fingers in his ass faster, and also the hand on his cock. "Please Kurt, I need more."

Kurt held in a groan, biting into his lip hard. Blaine was staring at him pleading with his eyes. "You sure you can handle that baby?"

Blaine nodded quickly, his fingers never slowing down. "Yes, please. Promise, it feels so good, wish it were you though. I wish you could fuck me, Kurt."

Kurt moved his hand on his cock faster, squeezing rougher and more quickly than normal, running his thumb over the head and then back down again. "Go ahead then baby."

Blaine added another finger; Kurt could see the tight fit, and how he had to push in a little more forcefully than before. Blaine's face was flushed a bright red, he'd been trying to keep his head up so he was able to watch Kurt, but he'd thrown it back a while ago. "Kurt, I, Kurt please."

"What do you need baby?"

"You." Kurt swallowed against the lump in his throat, Blaine sounded so strung out and desperate.

"Fuck baby, yeah I want to touch you, I want to be inside you, feel you clench around my cock, is that what you need?"

Blaine nodded. "Yes, please anything Kurt."

Kurt was biting his lip again; he wondered if Blaine had a vibrator, or a dildo, it was too late to ask now though, next time though. Blaine looked ready to come already, and he wanted him too. He just looked so good like that, all flushed and hot, Kurt could come now too. It wasn't going to be easy holding himself off, Blaine looked so good. Kurt closed his eyes for a moment trying to calm himself down but then he heard Blaine moan his name, groaning he opened his eyes again. Blaine had lifted his head up, so he was looking at Kurt.

"Can I see you?"

Kurt blinked, and then smiled. "See me? You are, or do you mean this?" He leaned back some, shifting his hips so Blaine could see his cock better. He moved his hand faster, squeezing the head, and sliding the pre-come down to the base.

"Yes, God Kurt, you are so fucking hot." Blaine said, but then laid back down, moaning in the process, having put pressure on the fingers in his ass.

"I want you to come now. Blaine, can you do that for me?" Kurt hoped he would, because he couldn't last much longer.

"Yes." Blaine pressed harder inside of his hole, trying to go deeper, and really nothing looked hotter than that to Kurt. Blaine only moved his hand once more down his cock before he was coming. He moaned loudly, turning his head into the pillow and biting it.

Kurt followed soon after, mostly coming from the sound of Blaine, and the way he had pressed down on his own hand as he came. Kurt worked himself through it, pulling on his cock until it started to hurt. He'd closed his eyes automatically when he'd come, and when he opened them, Blaine was watching him.

"You're beautiful." He said, making Kurt blush, something he normally wouldn't do, but he'd been caught off guard, and plus it was coming from Blaine.

"Thank you, but so are you."

Blaine just smiled at him, and then said. "That was great, but now I miss you more."

Kurt giggled. "Blaine, really? You are too adorable, you know that?"

"Sorry, can't help it."

Kurt smiled at him, leaning forward. "It's fine, I feel the same."

….

Kurt tried to shake the thoughts from his head, no need to get hard now; he needed to finish this up before he left. He answered Blaine's text with a simple yes and then sat his phone on his desk, and sat to work, so he could finish quickly. His phone buzzed, but he did his best to ignore it, that lasted for ten minutes, which really was a record for him.

Are you home yet? I was wondering if I should wear black, what colors are you wearing? –Blaine

Kurt groaned, damnit, he wasn't going to finish anything, not when Blaine brought up clothes; it was really a vicious cycle. He'd just have to take this home, and then he'd work on it if he had time to spare after he'd picked out an outfit and made sure everything was ready for tonight. Nodding to himself, Kurt closed the folder he'd been working on and stood up. He picked up any other files he'd need for the weekend and grabbed the rest of his stuff and left the office. He sent a text to Blaine, as he waited for the elevator.

I'm on my way home now; I'll have to get back to you about the last. I'm not sure about the black, I'm sure you'd look good in it, of course. I'm a little curious actually; you've mostly worn bright colors around me. –Kurt

Kurt got into the elevator and shuffled through the papers in his arms on the way down. He had kept the suit design he was doing for Blaine with him constantly since he'd started it; he wanted to write black on it, having not considered that as a color before. Blaine would probably look really sophisticated in black. Kurt spent the trip home, running the different outfits through his mind, thinking about coordinating colors with Blaine. That might be too couple-y though, but they'd look good that way. Not that they wouldn't look good either way, but it was always better to look your best.

Once home Kurt went straight to his closet, briefly walking through the living room to drop off the folders and papers in his arms. In the closet he went over to where he'd placed the outfits he'd picked out, most of them were kind of dark, some had colorful aspects, but it since it was a date he didn't want to go too extravagant. He flicked through the clothes, wondering if he should go with a full suit, or half-suit. He had three outfits, that weren't either of those; it was a very difficult decision. It almost felt like their first date, because while they had been out before, it wasn't in this setting; where they would be completely alone, sitting down from the start and eating dinner.

Deciding he should see if Blaine had gotten anywhere in his choices, Kurt texted him. Hey, any luck with clothes so far? I'm home now, and decisions! Lol. –Kurt

Thank god! I've been sitting here on my bed just staring at my closet. I have no ideas at all; I don't know why I'm so worried. –Blaine

Kurt felt bad, maybe he'd put pressure on Blaine without realizing it. Oh Blaine, I'm sorry, I wasn't trying to pressure you. This isn't runway; we don't have to look that great. –Kurt He felt weird saying that, because well that's not really him, but he wanted to reassure Blaine.

No, it's fine, like completely. I know this is important, I know that much about you. You don't have to pretend for me, remember? –Blaine

Kurt smiled, yeah he did remember. Yeah, just want you to feel comfortable. –Kurt

I do, with you, it's just the before that's a little nerve wrecking of course, but I can deal. –Blaine

Kurt sighed in relief, he really loved that about Blaine, wow he actually does love that, not just like, that's like a big deal, he thought. Or maybe it's not, is it? Kurt wasn't going to think about it, at least not right now, he had clothes to pick out. He turned back to the clothes; maybe he should go with a blazer at the very least. That way he could still look nice, but also give off a comfortable air.

Just letting you know that I think I'm going to wear a blazer, maybe a suit. Haven't decided that far yet. –Kurt

Oh good, that actually helps! Thank you, I'm going to go shower now, so I'll text you later (: -Blaine

Alright, have fun ;) –Kurt

I just might ;) –Blaine

Kurt giggled, he loved how Blaine answered his teasing, even though he would blush he would still flirt back, and it was fun. He couldn't wait till tonight, both to see Blaine and just talk to him face-to-face. He felt like he was constantly telling himself to hold back on his feelings, but why should he? He was happy with how their relationship was going, they were boyfriends, and nothing was wrong with them being excited to see each other constantly.

With a smile he turned back to the clothes, it felt like he kept getting distracted, but since it was Blaine distracting him, he really didn't care. He picked out every outfit that didn't included a blazer and put it back with the rest of the clothes, he had three outfits with just jackets, then two full suits. One of the suits he took out because it was a little too bright for his tastes tonight. He also took out another outfit that the jeans seemed a little too casual. That left him with four, which he'd then decide on after he took a shower.

…

When he'd gotten out of the shower and gone to put some boxers on, he'd seen Santana in the closet as he passed the door. He didn't say anything though; she was busy looking through her own clothes. Boxers on, he went to the closet, both to see what she was doing, and get dressed himself.

"Hey, you going somewhere?" He asked walking over to her and looking at the dress she was holding. It was a floral pattern, one that was fairly tight on her body, she looked good in it.

"I think so, Dani asked if I had any plans tonight, but once I'd answered she hasn't texted back." Santana answered, putting the dress back.

"Oh, well maybe she's looking into something for you to do?"

"Maybe, how is your decision going by the way?" Santana asked, walking over to where Kurt's clothes where. She flicked through the four that he had left out. "I like these, where are you going again?"

"Me too, we're going to Boulud, its French restaurant, very nice." Kurt said he placed his hand on one of the blazers, the black suede one; he liked that one a lot.

"Never heard of it, but sounds expensive as fuck. He paying?"

Kurt rolled his eyes. "No, I asked him, thank you. It is expensive though, but I have the money, and he deserves it."

"Why?" she asked.

Kurt frowned at her. "What do you mean why?"

It was her turn to roll her eyes. "Why does he deserve it?"

"Oh well, because he's Blaine." He said with a happy sigh, not realizing how utterly besotted he sounded.

"Oh my god, stop that. It's gross." She said, sounding disgusted, but the smile on her face said otherwise.

"I don't know what you're talking about, doesn't matter though. What do you think of this one? Are the pants too flashy?" He asked pulling down the blazer he'd been touching earlier, the pants where black and white water print.

Santana took them from him, examining them for a moment. "I don't think so, it's you, so who cares? Besides they are designer and not insanely flamboyant either, so I don't think you'd get anything other than appreciative looks." She turned them over in her hand to look at the back. "Definitely from Blaine."

"Oh shut up, I think I'll wear them then, I'm not sure what he's wearing, he was worried about it."

"I don't blame him, it's hard to show you up, let alone impress you."

"I don't want him to impress me! He's already done that, I don't know how to reassure him that I think he's perfect how he is."

Santana shrugged. "I don't think you can, you intimidate people Kurt, even Blaine, maybe especially Blaine. Besides anyone that knows you, knows how much you love fashion."

"I don't want to intimidate him, and I tried to tell him that what he wore didn't matter, but he didn't believe me." Kurt said frustrated, he didn't intentionally try to intimidate people, well some people, alright a few people.

Santana laughed. "You actually expected him to believe that?"

Kurt pursed his lips. "Well maybe not really, but I'd hoped."

"That was a waste of time; just tell him that, well fuck I don't know."

Kurt sighed. "See? Unless I lie there's nothing I can really say to make it easier, because at the end of the day I do care. Maybe I should just not say anything."

"You could, but he knows how you are anyway. Is he uncomfortable around you?"

Kurt shook his head quickly, that wasn't the problem. "Not at all, he's completely fine around me, it just when he's not."

"Oh my god Kurt, you can't worry about that. Hell, look at you right now, you're all a flutter and shit, worrying about him. It's literally the same thing; both of you worrying over each other, get over it and just enjoy it. Damn." She said, and then walked out of the closet shaking her head.

"Oh." He said, thinking maybe she kind of did have a point; it had to be nerves though, for both of them. He hadn't been like this for the other dates. Maybe it was also because he'd be leaving soon, for four days. Four days of not seeing Blaine, which really wasn't that much, he'd gone that long before. It was probably just the anticipation though, because he knew he was leaving, and that he wouldn't see him, but he hadn't known before. That had to be it.

Smiling Kurt picked up the outfit and put it on, the pants were tighter than he'd thought, but that might be a good thing. Kurt left the blazer off for now, he'd put it on last. He went over to where he kept his accessories and picked out a black skinny belt and put it on. He bent to pick out shoes next, he wanted something a little different, and so he grabbed his knee-high leather boots with straps and took them into his bedroom. He dropped the boots by the bed and went to his dresser to get some black socks. He put both of them on and went back into the bathroom.

He took a glance at the clock to check the time; it was almost seven, which was a bit later than he'd thought it'd be. He'd probably taken a longer shower than necessary, but he wanted to make sure he was clean. He blew his hair dry, styling it to perfection, it took less time than normal, but he was good at it. He brushed his teeth, and checked his eyebrows, making sure there weren't any weird looking hairs. He'd shaved this morning, so he wasn't worried about that. He left the bathroom and went into the living room.

The car would be here in just a few minutes; Kurt had apparently timed it perfectly without realizing it. He slid the blazer on, and went to tell Santana bye. He knocked at her door briefly, before opening it.

"Hey, I'm leaving now, not sure when I'll be back, or if Blaine is coming here either."

She was sitting on her bed, painting her toenails. "Alright, Dani texted me, so I've got plans and won't be back tonight, so you're good if you want to bring him back."

Kurt smiled. "Good, I'm happy for you, and myself really." He said the last with a smirk.

She laughed. "Wanky."

"Alright, see you." He said walking back out of the room, which he'd only stepped a couple of feet into. He left the apartment, and received a text that the car was waiting out front, Kurt smiled to himself, he had impeccable timing. Once outside Kurt quickly found the car, the man standing by it was probably in his forties, younger than the last one Kurt had hired, but that didn't matter much. He was dressed in a suit as instructed, but most of them did that anyway.

Kurt said "Hello." As he approached, the man quickly turned to him and smiled.

"Hello, sir. Are you ready?"

Kurt nodded and the man opened the door for him. The inside was just a basic black, Kurt had considered going all out and getting a small limo, but maybe that'd be a bit much, maybe on an anniversary or holiday.

"I've got the address you sent to the company, for your date sir?"

"Yes, we'll go there first, and I'll get out to meet him at the door."

"Yes sir."

Kurt smiled, and sat back into the seat, maybe he could text Blaine, let him know he was on his way. Would that be weird to do? It'd been too long since he's been on a date that'd he'd went all out on, and with Blaine everything seemed to be a little different. He decided to wait, the drive wouldn't be that long, they did live fairly close, or at least not too far, only a fifteen minute drive, though that depended on traffic of course.

Soon enough they arrived, and Kurt automatically got out, forgetting about the driver, he looked over his shoulder. "Sorry, in a hurry to see him, I guess."

The man laughed. "It's alright, I don't mind sitting, you go on."

Kurt smiled at him and got out of the car, walking up to Blaine's door. It was now 7:36, Kurt had been checking. He knocked on the door, and it was opened quickly, by Nick though.

"Hey, he's putting his jacket on now."

Kurt smiled grimly at him, he'd automatically thought of him being in the bathroom with Blaine, and that wasn't a pleasant thought. "Hello."

Nick's eyes widened a little. "I haven't touched him I swear, don't hurt me!"

Kurt grinned wolfishly. "Really? What makes you think I thought you had?"

He took a step back. "I don't know, but I was just letting you know, that I hadn't and would never, I mean even if he was single, I would never."

Kurt's eyes narrowed. "Are you saying Blaine's not touchable then?"

"No of course not! He's like, really great, just not, like my type. Because he's obviously too good for me! Yes, way too good, I'm not even close to being worthy of him."

Kurt just stood there with his eyebrow raised, and let him carry on.

"And, like he can fight, and he's obviously very good-looking, I mean like not that I notice, well I don't not notice, just you, I would never even think about touching him, I swear. He's also very smart and-"

He was interrupted by Blaine. "Kurt, hi."

Kurt perked up at Blaine's presence. "Hi, Blaine, are you ready to go?"

Blaine smiled and nodded, giving Nick a glance, and then pausing at the look on his face. "Are you okay Nick?"

He nodded quickly, his eyes widening. "Yeah of course! Completely fine, you go on your date, and like I'll be here. Have fun." He quickly turned around and back into the house.

Blaine turned to Kurt with a questioning look. "You didn't say anything to him did you?"

Kurt gave him an innocent look. "No, I barely said anything at all."

Blaine narrowed his eyes a little. "Did you do the eye thing? Because that's kind of scary you know?"

Kurt smiled sweetly at him. "I don't know what you're talking about, I was perfectly civil." He then paused to take a look at Blaine, and what he was wearing. "You look amazing though."

"Thank you, so do you, gorgeous even." Blaine said, even going so far as to lick his lips, though Kurt doubted he had done that intentionally.

"Who are you wearing though? I don't recognize it, surprisingly." He asked as he led them to the car, the driver, who was now standing beside the door, opened it for them.

"Oh, um Gant. It's not recent at all, and I wasn't sure about it, do you like it?" Blaine asked nervously as they both sat back into the seats, and buckled the seat belts.

Kurt turned to him. "Of course, it looks so good on you. Though I admit, I'm quite surprised by the lack of bowtie."

"Yeah, I thought with the sweater vest and the blazer, it might be a bit too grandpa style. So I left it off."

Kurt leaned forward so he could see the front of Blaine, who turned his body after he noticed what Kurt wanted. "Maybe, though really, you could pull it off either way I think."

Blaine smiled at him, glad that Kurt approved. "I really like yours though; the pants look amazing on you."

Kurt grinned at him; he ran his hands down his legs unintentionally. "Yeah? I wasn't sure about the print, but Santana said it wasn't that bad."

"It's not bad at all, you look really great."

"Thanks baby." Kurt reached over to Blaine giving him a quick kiss and grabbing his hand, lacing their hands together. He saw Blaine smile out of the corner of his eye and smiled himself.

They spent the rest of the ride to the restaurant talking about fashion, Kurt was so tempted to tell Blaine about the design he was doing for him, but decided to wait, that he'd surprise him once it was finished. They arrived at the restaurant and Blaine noticed a few people standing outside with cameras. "Who are they?"

"Probably paps, don't worry, they won't take our pictures. Must be someone famous eating here tonight, though it's a bit odd since it's a weekday."

The driver got to the door and opened it; Kurt motioned for Blaine to get out and then followed him, the men turned to look at them briefly, before going back to whatever they had been doing before.

"See? No worries, though one day maybe, if I ever get famous." Kurt said laughingly.

"I'm sure you will, actually I know it. I guess I'll have to quit my job when you do though, wouldn't want to have you get caught up in that."

Kurt turned to Blaine stunned, but they had arrived in front of hostess, so he had to wait to say anything. "Hi, Kurt Hummel."

The women smiled and looked down at the screen in front of her, checking for the name. "Of course, right this way sir." She grabbed two menus and motioned to them to follow her, their seats were at a table, off to the side but not completely secluded. "Your server will be with you shortly."

Kurt waited until she was out of ear-shot before turning to Blaine. "Blaine, I can't ask you to do that."

Blaine looked up at him, frowning. "Do what?"

"You know, stop your side job thing." Kurt replied waving his hand, he was glancing around; also making sure the waiter wasn't coming yet.

Blaine just smiled at him. "Of course I do, you don't need to ask, when you become famous I won't be able to do that and be seen with you. Unless you wouldn't want to be seen with me?"

Kurt internally awed at him, he couldn't ask for a better boyfriend. "Blaine no, of course I'd want to be seen with you, you are so worth showing off. But you like doing that, I couldn't ask you to quit something you love."

"Like I said, you wouldn't be asking. I guess it doesn't matter that much now though, at least until you're famous."

Kurt smiled at him. "How do you even know for sure that'd happen? I mean I could just stay behind the scenes, you know?"

"True, and if that's what you want, then I'd completely support you. It's just I don't think that's what you want, maybe later, but I think you really want people to wear your clothes."

Kurt bit his lip shyly for once, it was like Blaine could read him completely, and he loved it. "Yeah, I like that plan."

"Welcome to Boulud, my name is Martin and I'll be your server this evening. Would you like to hear the chef's special tonight?"

Kurt looked over at Blaine, and then back to the waiter and nodded. "Yes, thank you."

"Our chef has prepared a grilled Colorado Lamb Loin, empanada, roasted peppers and salsa verde, it is quite delightful."

"That sounds lovely, but I think I'm in the mood for a little seafood." Kurt said, looking over the menu.

"Of course sir, we have a lovely salmon, served with squash, baby zucchini, bell pepper and ratatouille coulis."

Kurt looked up, he didn't care for salmon much, but when he glanced over at Blaine he noticed him staring at him, he wasn't sure why though. He raised his eyebrows at him in question, Blaine nodded at him. It took a moment but Kurt got it. "Thank you, actually he will have that, but I'll have the bass en paupiette."

"Of course sir, would you like a wine list?"

Kurt nodded and handed the waiter the menu, Blaine did also, and he left for a moment and then brought the wine list to Kurt. He looked over it quickly; he hoped Blaine wasn't picky about red or white. "We'll have a bottle of Vouvray."

"Yes sir, I'll have that brought right out."

"Thank you."

The waiter left and Kurt looked at Blaine, wanting to question him about not speaking to the waiter. "Do you not like talking to strangers?"

Blaine blushed lightly. "In a way, I prefer not to, but it's more that I like having you decide things for me."

Kurt nodded. "Okay, but I didn't really; I mean you kind of told me what you wanted."

"Yeah, but you told him, and some of it is talking to other people, I've gotten used to not having to talk to very many people. So sometimes it is easier for me to let someone else do it."

"That makes sense; I don't mind doing it either." Kurt said with a smile.

The waiter was back with the wine then, and poured them each a glass. "Anything else for you sirs?"

"No that'll be good for now, thank you." Kurt answered for them.

The waiter nodded and left the table.

"I know this might not be the best place, so you don't have to answer, but have you made any plans?" Kurt asked Blaine.

"You mean about Nick?"

Kurt nodded.

"In a way, we have to do some things first before we can really do anything, so there's still some time." Blaine answered while fiddling with his napkin.

"Hopefully by we, you mean Nick and someone that's not you." Kurt said, looking pointedly at Blaine.

Blaine coughed into his napkin. "Well, mostly yes. I'm not going to be overly involved, but I told him I'd help plan."

Kurt nodded, accepting his answer. "Okay, I just don't want you in any danger. I realize I shouldn't even be asking you not to do something, that's kind of wrong, isn't it?"

Blaine shook his head, and reached over the table to grab Kurt's hand, squeezing it gently. "It's perfectly fine Kurt, and understandable, I wouldn't want you in any type of danger either. I'll be sure to let you know everything that we do though, so you won't have to worry too much."

Kurt smiled. "Good. I hope everything goes smoothly too, for both of you."

"Both of us? Here you had me thinking you didn't like Nick." Blaine said with a smirk, teasing him.

Kurt rolled his eyes. "It's not that, I just prefer him to be away from you. Preferably very far, and not involving you in any danger."

Blaine smiled sweetly. "That's very nice of you, to be so worried, but it's not necessary, I do know what I'm doing, promise. And you have nothing to worry about with Nick either."

Kurt sighed. "I know that, but it's still not easy. I can't help hoping this will be over soon and we can just do stuff together. Like that Painting Lounge I showed you, that looked like fun."

"Yeah, that was the one with the drinking and then trying to paint, right?"

Kurt nodded. "I know it sounds a little weird, but the brochure was intriguing. Oh and that circus thing too, I love the aerialists, always thought it'd be so cool to learn to do that, I took a class once."

Blaine chuckled, almost full out laughing.

"What?" Kurt asked a little indignant.

"No sorry, it's just you take so many classes."

Kurt huffed. "Well so sorry, I can't help it, I get interested in things and want to learn them, nothing wrong with that."

"No, of course not." Blaine said, stopping his laughter, he really hadn't meant to offend Kurt. "I don't think I'll ever stop being surprised by you."

Kurt blushed and smiled. "I hope not."

The rest of the evening went by in a blur of somewhat trivial conversation. They had their salads whilst Kurt had gotten caught up talking about fashion, and Blaine loved it just as much so he went along with it. Fashion then moved to interior design as they ate their entrées. They spoke about how Kurt wanted to one day own his own apartment, and remodel it so it would fit his lifestyle perfectly. Blaine had loved the idea, saying that it'd be amazing to remodel a room and be able to hide his computer equipment whenever needed. The talk about remodeling eventually led to talking about children's rooms, and if either one wanted kids.

"I think I want kids, I've never really thought about it to be honest, do you?" Kurt asked, hoping his in-decision on the subject didn't put Blaine off.

Blaine smiled softly at him though. "I love kids; I know I want them, but not when. There's so much I want to do and I know that having kids would be a full time commitment, plus I think I'd have to give up some things first."

Kurt breathed a sigh of relief, glad that Blaine didn't want them right now, but that he wanted them. Some men were very 'never happening' on kids, others wanted them now, Blaine was perfect, but of course he was, he was Blaine. "That's good to know. I can imagine you being great with kids, I'm actually not sure if I would be. I've never really been around children before." Kurt said frowning a little.

"Oh, well do you not have any friends with kids?" Blaine asked.

Kurt shook his head. "No, most of my friends are too involved with their careers, though Isabelle has a daughter, she's fifteen though, so not really a child."

Blaine hummed thoughtfully. "Well I'm assuming you would want to adopt? Or do you want a surrogate?"

Kurt bit his lip in thought. "I hadn't thought that much about it, I always figured I could just talk about it with my partner when the time came."

Blaine just looked at him blankly.

Kurt stared for a few seconds before he got it. "Oh, but Blaine we've only just started dating! Don't you think it's a little too soon?" Kurt asked, his cheeks flushing partly from embarrassment and partly from nerves.

Blaine smiled, and leaned forward towards Kurt. "I know, I'm just teasing, but I was going to say if you liked adoption, you don't have to get a younger child, you could always get an older one, they need homes too."

Kurt smiled at Blaine then, understanding what he was getting at. "Aw you want to help kids, don't you?"

Blaine sat up straight, staring seriously at Kurt. "Yes of course, I feel so bad for them, how they probably see the younger kids getting adopted and are always left thinking no one cares about them. It's heart-breaking."

Kurt smiled at him, Blaine was just so amazing and thoughtful, Kurt was unbelievably lucky to have met him, let alone date him. "Blaine, you are probably the sweetest man I've ever met in my life."

Blaine blushed deeply, ducking his head. "Not really, I just care."

Kurt shook his head at him slightly, genuinely amazed at Blaine's modesty. "But Blaine, most people don't, most people just care about making themselves happy. Hell even I usually just look out for myself, and a few select people. There should be more people like you."

Blaine smiled at him. "Thank you."

"You're welcome." Kurt said, he paused looking around the room, only just noticing that it was a lot quieter than it had been, so Kurt looked at his phone. It was already well after ten, he hadn't realized that it was so late, they should probably go.

"Blaine, I think we might want to go, it's already after ten, and we both do work tomorrow. I hadn't realized it'd gotten to be so late."

"Oh, yeah okay, I hadn't either." Blaine said, glancing around at the lack of customers left.

Kurt waited until a waiter was walking by and asked for their check. It was quickly brought back, and Kurt paid for the meal. He also took a moment to send a text to the driver to let him know they were ready to leave now.

"You know, I'm starting to feel a little bit guilty with you paying for everything. I think I should take you out at least once." Blaine said watching Kurt sign the receipt for the bill.

"You can, but you haven't asked me out yet, so…" Kurt said trailing off at the end, hoping for Blaine to offer.

"Oh, I guess that makes sense." Blaine laughed at himself. "I hadn't thought of it actually, though really Kurt you haven't given me much of an opportunity to ask you."

He glanced up at Blaine then, thinking of all the times he's asked Blaine out, and realizing that he had pretty much done it almost after every date they'd had, except this one. "Well, guess you just have to be quicker about it." He teased.

Blaine grinned. "Okay I will then."

"Good." Kurt said, getting up from the table and offering Blaine his hand to pull him up, he didn't let go of it though, just entwined their fingers together.

They walked quietly out of the restaurant and only had to wait a few more seconds before the car was brought around to the front, the valet opened the door for them and they both slid in. Once seated and buckled, Blaine turned to Kurt.

"Kurt would you do me the honor of letting me escort you on a date next week?" Blaine asked smiling softly but also with a mischievous glint in his eyes.

Kurt giggled at him. "Of course Blaine, I'd love for you too." He leant forward and gave Blaine a quick kiss. "That was probably the most formal request for a date I've ever gotten."

Blaine laughed his face alight with joy. "Sorry, I just wanted to make sure it came across in the right way."

"Understandable. I can't wait for it, I'm sure you have the best ideas for dates." Kurt said with a happy sigh, leaning in slightly to Blaine.

"Oh, well actually I have no clue; I don't think I've ever really planned a date."

Kurt looked over in surprise. "Really? I wouldn't have expected that."

Blaine shrugged. "Well I've not really had a boyfriend to plan dates for before at least not like this, and then of course a lot of times I let other people do the planning."

"Well this will be an experience for you then, I'm all excited now." Kurt grinned at him.

Blaine smiled back and then leaned far enough that he was close enough to kiss him. Kurt looked at him, he wanted to lean forward that very small distance and really kiss him, but the driver. He sighed and then went for it anyways; he could just give him a kiss, nothing that would offend anyone. Blaine's lips were always so soft though, it was hard to pull away, he pressed a little harder against his mouth, wanting so bad to just open his mouth and take whatever Blaine wanted to give.

Blaine scooted as close as possible; the seatbelt stopped him from moving too close though, which Kurt was only half grateful for. He rested his hand on the side of Blaine's face, rubbing his cheek gently with his thumb, and placing short kisses onto his mouth. Blaine tilted his head to the side, silently asking for more, Kurt pulled back though.

"Blaine, as much as I want to, it'd be rude." Kurt said, gesturing towards the driver with his head.

Blaine blushed, probably having forgotten there was another person there. "Sorry, can't help it sometimes, or really always. You're a bit addicting you know."

Kurt laughed. "I could say the same about you."

They had arrived at Kurt's place then, the driver getting out and opening the door for them. Kurt's plan had been to either invite Blaine up or walk him home, so they could spend more time together. Of course he was hoping for the latter but he wasn't going to pressure Blaine. So once they were both out of the car, and Kurt had spoken briefly with the driver, thanking him for his service, he turned to Blaine.

"So I wanted to invite you up, if you wanted. I know it's a little late, and you have work so it's fine if you don't, I can walk you home too." Kurt said, crossing his fingers for the first option.

Blaine reached behind Kurt and took his hand, grinning. "I never did get that tour you offered."

Kurt laughed. "No you didn't, shall we?" He offered his arm to Blaine, who took it and they both walked into the building, neither one actually thinking about a tour.