Dates

As always, Kurt arrived at Blaine's bang on time. He checked his relected in his car's mirror just to be sure. As he stepped out of the car he eyed Blaine's apartment complex, it was a nice building, very modern, with big glass doors at the entrance. Kurt walked towards the doors, pressing the button for apartment 1A: Anderson and Evans. Blaine's voice answered, and Kurt's heart fluttered just a tiny bit hearing his voice again.

"Hi, Blaine, it's me, Kurt, can you let me up?"

"Kurt! Hey! Come on up! We're on the first floor, straight up the stairs and on the right"

Kurt made his way through the doors, and up the stairs as directed. His nerves were increasing with every step he took. He reached apartment 1A, with a bright red door. He knocked tentatively, not wanting to sound too eager. A couple of seconds passed before he could hear a muffled yell of "Coming!"

The door swung open to reveal a grinning Blaine, Kurt's heart felt like it was lodged somewhere in his throat. Blaine looked gorgeous. He was wearing tight dark denim jeans, and a tight white henley, which showed off his muscles perfectly. Kurt swallowed, trying with all his might to stop his body reacting to the point he would end up having to sort himself out in Blaine's bathroom.

Luckily for Kurt, when he looked at Blaine, he seemed to be having a similiar problem, staring in awe at him. Kurt blushed dark red under the attention. It was then that he realised he was still standing in the hallway.

"Um, Blaine, as lovely as your hallway is..."

"Oh god! off course! come in! come in!" Kurt walked passed Blaine into his apartment, smirking at Blaine's quite clearly flustered exterior. This was going to be fun.

Blaine's apartment was what Kurt would describe as a very typical boys bedroom, but stretching all the way through the apartment. It was all very dark colours, with dark wooden furniture. The front hallway led through into a living room with two very comfortable looking couches centre position, pointed towards a massive TV, with every games console you could think of. There were another couple of doors off to the right, Kurt assumed those must be their bedrooms.

The apartment smelt gorgeous, he peeked through to a room on his right, noticing it was the kitchen, quite clearly the source of the smell.

"It's not much, but it's home" Kurt turned around at Blaine's voice. Smiling softly at him. In a move bolder than even he thought he could manage. He wrapped his arms around Blaine's shoulders, Blaine, looking shocked at first, rested his hands on his hips, stroking softly. He moved his lips to Blaine's ear, feeling a shiver run through Blaine at the contact. "I think it's perfect"

He pulled away, smiling shyly at Blaine, the reality of his bold move hitting him, praying he hadn't made Blaine feel uncomfortable. But, much to his relief, he saw Blaine smiling widely at him.

"Can I get you something to drink? Beer? Water? Wine?" "Just a water would be great, thank you"

Blaine headed towards the kitchen, Kurt could hear him searching through the cupboards for a glass. He went and sat down on the couch, it really was as comfy as it looked. "Whatever you're cooking Blaine, it smells delicious!"

Blaine poked his head round the kitchen door, smiling at Kurt "Thanks! It's Lasagne with salad, it is, er, was my Mom's recipe." Blaine dipped his head back into the kitchen. "Well, if it tastes as good as it smells, it's going to be amazing!"

Blaine came back into the living room a couple of seconds later, carrying a water and a bottle of beer. He handed Kurt the water, sitting down on the couch next to him. Kurt moved slightly so that their legs were brushing, he loved the intimate feel of the moment, just enjoying each others company.

"It should be done in about 5 minutes" Kurt smiled at Blaine.

"So, Blaine Anderson, tell me, what made you become a TA, of all the occupations out there, why that one?" Blaine looked a little bit uncomfortable with the question, and Kurt was just about to retract his question and apologise when Blaine started to speak.

"To be honest with you, singing and music has always been my passion, from a young child I was always running around singing at the top of my voice, driving both my parents, and probably the neighbours insane." Blaine smiled fondly at the memory, and Kurt couldn't help but feel a warmth spread through him at the thought of a young Blaine.

"When I was in High School, i joined their Glee Club, we were pretty good, getting to regionals a couple of times, and that's where I felt most at home, up there on that stage, performing in front of everyone. I was due to go off to college to study music, everything was set. however, that's the year my Mom started to get sick. To be honest with you, watching my Mom go downhill kind of took all my passion for music away, I didn't want to stand up on a stage and entertain people, when I knew my Mom could die at any minute"

At this point Kurt took Blaine's hands in his, Blaine looked so broken at the memory. Yes, he could relate on a certain level, but his Mom's death was such a long time ago, the pain had dulled somewhat, he could tell just by looking at Blaine that the pain he was feeling was still very much raw. Blaine looked gratefully at Kurt, rubbing his thumbs across the tops of his hands before continuing with his story.

"So, I changed my mind, I decided to go to college and study teaching instead. I knew that I wanted to help people out, but just not in the way I originally intended. I love my job now, even more so since I started working with you." Blaine winked at Kurt, and Kurt knew this was Blaine changing the topic, quite clearly not wanting to talk anymore about his Mom, at least not right now, so Kurt let it drop.

Just as Blaine had finished his story, the timer went off in the kitchen. Blaine jumped up and hurried into the kitchen. "Do you need any help, Blaine?" "Nah, I'm good, why don't you come and take a seat though, I'll bring it right over.

Kurt made his way into the kitchen and through into the dining room. He gasped softly, putting his hand to his heart. Blaine had laid the table up like a posh fancy restaurant, complete with long tablecloth and candles in the centre, he had never been more touched. He walked over to Blaine, who was just dishing up the salad, and placed a soft kiss on his cheek. "thank you for doing all this for me"

Blaine smiled, and brought the two plates over to the table. He cheesily pulled Kurt's chair out for him. Kurt rolled his eyes, but obliged, sitting down and looking at the meal Blaine had prepared. "This looks amazing Blaine" "Thank you, my Mom knew how to make a good lasagne!"

Kurt tucked into his dinner, making a few sounds of appreciation, it really was delicious. The ate in a comfortable silence, every now and then touching their legs under the table, he had never felt this close to someone on a date before. Not that he had been on many, but still, Blaine felt different, it felt, right.

Once they had both finished their meals they moved through into the living room, curling up together on the couch, a mixture of limbs. "So, you know about me, same question to you. Why a teacher?"

"Funnily enough similar kind of reasons to you, I got into NYADA. Was planning on going there, then my Dad had a heart attack, and I just knew I couldn't bear to be in New York if anything happened to him. So I switched colleges and ended up doing a teaching course, finally landing my job where I am now."

"What about your Mom? You talk about your Dad and Step Mom, do you not see your Mom too?" Kurt knew the question was coming, it always did, but it never made it easier to answer.

"She died when I was a kid. Carole is amazing, and I love having Finn as a step-brother, but I do miss her like crazy. I can understand what its like to go through losing a Mom"

Blaine had tears in his eyes when Kurt looked back up at him, and it was in that moment that changed everything for Kurt. Blaine got him, he understood him on a deeper level, plus the fact he was hot. Kurt was falling in love with his TA, wow.

Kurt surged forward at this revelation, hoping Blaine wouldn't reject him. His lips met Blaine's and it was like nothing else in the world mattered. They kissed passionately for a few minutes until eventually coming up for air.

Blaine tucked Kurt's hair behind his ear. "You know Kurt, I really think you could be someone special, someone I never want to say goodbye to"

Kurt responded by sealing his lips again to Blaine's. The rest of the evening went by much in a same fashion, sharing kisses and longing touches, until eventually it was time for Kurt to head home.

Kurt got up and went to put his coat on.

"Stay! Please Kurt, no funny business, I just want to hold you all night."

Kurt looked back and Blaine and saw nothing but sincerity in his eyes and slowly nodded.

"Okay, I'll stay"