A/N: Loving the reaction to that last chapter. Honest to god I was really surprised. So today I will start taking the fics out - I'll start with 'It Just Wasn't Meant To Happen' and 'Uterus Kurt' because we're still updating that one, and then I'll move on. Can't wait to see how dramatically it effects the chapter count here. Also, I'll do a huge, huge edit and fix up all the things that Claire and I have problems with :D (Like the fact that Kurt was bleeding. Erm. That was weird.) :D

Rating: G

P.S: One day I'll find better titles for these fics XD

Kurt sighed sadly, pushing open the door and taking a deep breath, inhaling the scent of hair product and shampoo. He caught sight of Blaine and smiled despite himself. Blaine was the best – he did absolutely amazing things to his hair, and chatted easily the whole time he was working – not to mention he was drop dead gorgeous

He dropped his gaze as he sat down, not wanting to look at his reflection. Blaine noticed immediately, flicking the cape around his neck and doing it up with nimble fingers

"What's up?" he smiled easily, resting his hands on Kurt's shoulders.

"Long day." Kurt mumbled, glancing up.

As he suspected, dark circles made rings around his eyes, his hair a dishevelled state. He winced, nose wrinkling, avoiding his reflection again.

"You look fine to me." Blaine said softly, fingers tangling in his hair. "What do you want done?"

"Just trim it." He mumbled.

"Can I wash it for you? Pamper you?" he asked. "You look like you need it."

Kurt chewed his lip, eyes flicking to Blaine's. His genuine smile gleamed down at him in the mirror. "It's fine, Blaine."

"What if it's on the house?" Blaine tilted his head, grinning slightly.

^.^

Strong, slightly calloused fingers massaged their way through Kurt's hair, pushing concentrated moisturiser through his chestnut bangs. Kurt's eyes were closed, breathing deeply as he tilted his head. He flushed slightly, but Blaine indulged him and rubbed harder, massaging his temples before rinsing it through with water that was just right.

"Thank you." Kurt mumbled, barely masking the moan that left his lips.

"You deserve it." Blaine said quietly.

Kurt sat up, looking at him questioningly in the mirror. Blaine just flashed him a grin and moved the basin away, pulling his hairdressing kit over. Kurt sat in silence, heart starting its rapid increase as he stared at Blaine in the mirror. This happened frequently, and Kurt couldn't deny what he felt for Blaine.

Blaine ran his fingers through the still damp hair, before lifting his comb and scissors. Kurt stared shamelessly – Blaine was so passionate about his job that Kurt knew he wouldn't be caught.

"I...would like to ask you out." Blaine mumbled, still focused on the hair.

Kurt's eyes widened.

"Sorry?"

"I want to ask you out. On a coffee date, after my shift." He continued, grinning. "And if you say no, it's still on the house."

Kurt's heart was going into overdrive, but he managed a grin. "I...okay."

Blaine beamed. "Alright, seven then?"

"Seven."