As prompted (and also what I really wanted to write last time but didn't know quite how in so few words), a sequel to #123- Apartment Life! Awkwardness and Klaine.

I'm sorry if the details of how the little 'tea party' went are kinda weird- I've never actually been to one of those and I have absolutely no idea how it works.

As for the title… I couldn't resist.

Tea Time

Kurt was dressed in a white button-down with a beautiful tie Isabelle let him keep, and Blaine was wearing his favorite colorful polo shirt, with a pair of dark jeans.

Kurt told Blaine he was too dressed down, and Blaine said Kurt was too dressed up. The argument ended when they noticed they were almost late, each returning to his own hair.

It was going to be awkward and both knew it- they just didn't know how much. Of course any hickey not covered by clothes was well concealed, and yet, when Doris opened the door, smiling, both blushed tomato red.

"Good afternoon! Kurt, I must say you look spectacular!" The grey-haired woman flashed a smile at Blaine. "Blaine, right? Pleasure to meet you. Come on in!" She closed the door behind them, leading them to a warm colored, vintage styled living room. "Nathan, dear, come say hello!"

Nathan, nervous looking already, walked in moments later. The dark circles under his eyes indicated that he indeed had some trouble sleeping last night.

"I don't believe you've met Nathan yet." Nathan stared. Blaine returned his gaze with wide eyes. "Nathan, those are Kurt and Blaine Hummel-Anderson."

Kurt was the first of the three to recover- he smiled as pleasantly as he could, shaking Nathan's sweaty hand. He did his best to resist the urge to wipe his hand over his pants.

Come on. It was impolite and his pants were new.

"Nice to meet you," he said in an extremely high-pitched voice. An elbow to Blaine's ribs got him to recover as well and shake Nathan's hand quickly. He didn't resist the urge to wipe his hand on his pants discreetly. Kurt sighed.

"Sit down," beamed Doris, perfectly oblivious. "Nathan, would you go get the tea?"

They sat on the L-shaped couch, Doris sending them warm glances as they unconsciously linked their hands.

"So you just got married, right? First apartment together?"

Kurt saved Blaine from answering, smiling politely. "Oh, no, we've lived together through most of our collage years, but always with other roommates. It's much more comfortable living alone, though."

Blaine jarred awake suddenly, trying to make his way into the conversation. "Definitely. We get more room to ourselves, and then there's the huge plus of getting to decorate the way we want. Speaking of which, your place is lovely…"

They speak of home décor and pros and cons of the apartments in the building until Nathan arrives, a tray holding four tea cups and a teapot in his hands, which he laid on the coffee table. Doris poured the tea into the small cups, the conversation moving on to the slight difference between painting your walls soft gray, white, or light mocha.

At one point, Blaine suddenly pulled his hand away from Kurt's. He sent him a questioning look which he didn't notice, since he was looking at Nathan- oh. His eyes were wide, staring at where their hands had been just a second ago.

Blaine gripped his cup with both hands, taking a long sip that must've burnt his tongue.

Kurt found Nathan staring at his neck just minutes later, right where his biggest hickey was.

Could he know? He thought for one terrified second. Of course he couldn't. This is ridiculous. I've covered it up well enough that he couldn't see it if he was inches away from my neck.

"Kurt?" said Doris, confused at him dozing off.

"Oh, the carpeting, of course," he said quickly. "Well, we thought of this thick rug in our bedroom, but we also considered this wall-to-wall thing? Although I've heard it's quite hard to clean…"

This was going to be a long afternoon.