A/N: I kept I promise, right? It's still Monday where you guys are... :P

Blaine took a mouthful from his drink, glaring across the club at where Kurt and Jason were dancing, grinding up against each other and laughing as they tried to shout over the music.

Rachel had disappeared a little while ago – Blaine spotted her every now and then as she flitted around the club, chatting up a guy one second, and being chatted up by someone else seconds later.

Blaine should have been enjoying himself - should have been letting himself get drunk and dance with the random guys who kept approaching him – but he couldn't help himself, too busy switching between glaring at Jason, and casting longing glances at Kurt.

It just wasn't fair. Blaine wanted him - deserved him - and he had been waiting for Kurt. He didn't expect to rock up to find him in the lap of some other guy. Was it that easy to get over him, then? Blaine sighed, knocking back the rest of his drink and tapping at the bar to get a refill. The only problem was that Kurt was happy with Jason... and knowing how much he'd hurt Kurt, could he really take away the one thing that had helped him?

But... Kurt was his. He and Kurt were in love long before Jason came along. And they'd never actually broken up, just... taken a break for a few months, until Blaine graduated.

Blaine nodded to himself, gradually getting more and more drunk. Kurt was his, and Jason had stolen him.

This meant war.

^.^

They finally returned home around midnight, Rachel hadn't brought anyone, thankfully, and they stumbled into their apartment - the four of them very drunk.

They brought out the alcohol there, too - mixing drinks and creating new tastes.

Rachel promptly fell asleep, face first on the couch around two in the morning.

Jason wasn't going to be around much longer, but Kurt and Blaine continued to match drinks with determination. Finally, Jason fell asleep in a corner – curled up around his pillow.

"I don't want to be awake anymore…" Kurt giggled, swallowing down another shot.

"You need another drink then." Blaine laughed, placing a full shot in front of him.

Kurt shook his head. "No..no…no more. I'm going to pass out."

He took up on wobbly legs, taking a deep breath before sauntering to the deck. Blaine frowned, wondering where he went, before following him out and leaning over the rails.

"Why we so high?" Blaine asked, squinting at the little traffic lights.

Kurt shrugged, sitting on the ground and resting his face against the cool cement. "Cheapest we found."

Blaine planted himself next to Kurt. He really wanted to kiss him. Like, really.

His lips looked so soft and warm and familiar.

"Why aren't you as drunk as me?" Kurt asked after a while, squinting up at Blaine.

Blaine blinked, realising he'd been staring. He looked away with a grin.

"I think I am." he admitted, and Kurt laughed, pulling himself back up until he could lean against the wall.

"What are we even doing?" Kurt giggled. "We should be sleeping."

"Mmm." Blaine agreed non-committedly, staring at Kurt as he blinked up at the sky. "I miss you." he blurted, without thinking.

Kurt turned to look at him, frowning in confusion. Blaine knew this was it – it was an opportunity he couldn't miss, and he leant in, kissing Kurt. Kurt didn't respond – nothing at all, and Blaine whined in protest. His hands went to Kurt's hips, pulling him forward into Blaine's lap.

But Kurt's hands were on his chest, pushing him away.

"No Blaine." Kurt said quietly, slurring his words a little. "We can't. I'm... I'm with Jason now..."

Blaine just blinked at him, and Kurt stood, wobbling a little as he went inside - in search of Jason, or just to get away.

Blaine was left to his thoughts, alone on the balcony.

Immediately, tears welled in his eyes and spilled onto his cheeks.

So.

Kurt didn't even want him anymore.

He curled up on the porch, letting sobs take over his body. What was he even doing?

He didn't know.

He didn't care.

He just continued to cry, head buried in his arms.

Hours later – with the sun slowly peeking through the buildings – the door to the porch opened, and a very groggy Rachel poked her head out. She padded over to him, dropping in a heap at his feet.

"Kurt told me what happened." She said softly. "And I think you're a horrible person, quite honestly." She shifted so he was leaning against the wall. She leant against his arm, sighing. "I love you, Blaine, and I know you're going through a rough time…but it's not fair on Kurt…or Jason…"

Blaine didn't look at her. His face was still wet with tears, and he had almost cried himself sober.

"I don't know what to do…" he mumbled. "I love Kurt so much…so much…I never stopped loving him…"

"Kurt stopped loving you, though…so you're going to have to get over it, Blaine. He loves Jason."

"He should love me." Blaine sulked.

"You broke up with him." Rachel reminded him, raising an eyebrow.

"I only did that because I couldn't deal with being separated from him." Blaine said softly.

"But he didn't know that. You hurt him Blaine, hurt him badly, and because of that, he still doesn't know whether or not he can trust you not to do it again. And Jason makes him happy. He was so miserable before he met Jason...Blaine, I've never seen sadness like that in a person...and seeing him now..." Rachel trailed off, lost in her thoughts.

Blaine wanted to throw something against a wall. "I know. I know. Everyone and their fucking dog has told me, and I have told myself."

"It's because you aren't getting it into your head!" she whined, throwing her arms up in a huff. "We keep telling you because you're being so stupid!"

Blaine stood up, wobbling and stumbling away.

Inside, he could hear Kurt and Jason's voices coming from their room. He shook his head, grabbing his phone and wallet and leaving the apartment. He couldn't deal with them today, and if he stayed there, Rachel would just come and find him again.

^.^

Jason studied Kurt's face – the tears streaming down his face. "You kissed?"

"I'm so sorry." He gulped, his hand covering his face as he sobbed.

"Kurt…" Jason muttered.

Kurt's eyes closed, and he shook his head. "I don't know what to do…"

"You're still in love with him."

Kurt's eyes widened as he looked at Jason, the guarded look on his face scaring him.

"I…I…" Kurt stuttered, but Jason put his hand over Kurt's.

"Hey…stop." Jason pressed a gentle kiss to his lips. "Look…I understand…"

Kurt shook his head. "You don't"

"You're still in love with him."

Kurt shook his head, but Jason kissed him again. "Babe, it's okay. I…I've been thinking about it for a while…."

Kurt pulled away from his hands. "Jason, please…"

"Kurt…" Jason looked into his eyes, trying to convince him he was telling the truth. "You might be in love with me, and I completely believe you…but…you're also in love with Blaine." Kurt's eyes watered and Jason pulled him into a hug. "It's okay, baby…we knew this from the beginning…"

"But…"

Jason hushed him again. "And regardless of what you think…you're in love with him more than you are with me."

Kurt shook his head.

"Kurt…I'm not angry at you…"

Kurt went silent, sobbing against Jason's chest. "Why are you so perfect?"

Jason smiled sadly. "It took a while."

Kurt chuckled, pulling him close and nuzzling against him.

"This conversation isn't over…" Jason said softly, and Kurt stiffened against him.

"Why not?"

"Because you love Blaine. And Blaine loves you."

"But I love you…" Kurt protested.

Jason nodded, kissing him gently again. "But we can't happen."

Kurt's eyes widened, tears filling them immediately. "You can't leave me."

Jason soothed him, pressing gentle kisses to his temple. "I won't leave. But we can't be together."

"Jason…Jason please…" Kurt whispered, cuddling into him, tears streaming down his face.

"I'm trying to have a serious conversation with you." Jason said softly, rubbing his back.

"I don't want to."

"Kurt…" Jason laughed gently. "Come on. We're happy together…but we aren't perfect. You and Blaine…from what I heard, you had something special…"

"He left."

"And people do leave." Jason said softly, closing his eyes. "But you could forgive him…and give him a second chance."

"What about you?" Kurt asked, pulling him close.

"I'll always be here…I'll always be in your life. But I can see you aren't completely happy."

Kurt's eyes closed and Jason held him contentedly.

"How are you real?" Kurt asked softly.

Jason smiled, stroking his back. "It's taken a long time, Kurt…but I can see when things aren't completely right."

Kurt shook his head. "I don't want you to go. I don't want you to leave me."

Jason kissed his forehead. "It's better if I do…"

Kurt started tearing up again, shaking his head and clutching Jason close.

"Look…you're still a little groggy." Jason soothed. "And I definitely need some more sleep…so we'll talk in the morning."

Kurt swallowed hard. "I'll talk you out of this. I promise."

Jason chuckled, laying them down and wrapping his arms around Kurt, pressing little kisses to the back of his neck. Kurt stayed silent, tears streaming down his face as he tried to saviour this moment – remembering it and keeping it close.

But his mind floated.

He tried to remember late nights with Blaine – curled up in this exact position. With no cares, no worries – nothing that could ever tear them apart. He remembered - mere hours ago - Blaine's lips on his, so familiar, and how hard it was to stop.

Blaine.

How could...

Jason squeezed him.

"Think about it in the morning."

A/N: That conversation went on for about 500 years, so I had to cut it off. Jason's pretty special. If he seems a little unrealistic - go back to the earlier chapters and find him. I'll be making direct references to more about his past in the next chapter, which will give you more of an indication about his sister and what happened. But still.