"Kurt, Kurt, Kurt." Blaine panted from underneath his boyfriend while Kurt worked feverishly on his neck. Leaving kiss after open mouthed kiss on the same spot before finally sucking it into his mouth and nipping at it gently with his teeth.

Once satisfied with the bruise he knew he had left, he pulled away to look Blaine in the eyes again, "What is it, Blaine?"

"Kurt. Kurt, baby, are you absolutely sure you want to do this?"

"What happened? Just a few minutes ago you were telling me that you needed to feel me 'right now' and now you've gone back into celibate Blaine again. What gives?" Kurt poked him in the chest playfully, letting Blaine know he wasn't really angry.

Even still a blush was peaking shyly at Kurt from Blaine's cheeks as he said, "It's just that we both want this too much right now. I had plans Kurt..." Blaine whined the last part.

"I don't want plans Blaine. I want us. Right now. Unscripted. Please..."

"Just promise me Kurt, promise me that you won't regret this tomorrow, or next month, next year, or even in ten years from now."

"I Kurt Hummel promise you, Blaine Anderson that I will never regret this moment for as long as I live." Kurt even raised his right hand to show how serious he was.

Blaine smiled up at him, "How are you so perfect?"

"Only because you love me. But, can we please get back to where we were, and this time...with no more interruptions?" Kurt purred as smiled seductively down at his boyfriend.

Blaine leaned up to reach for Kurt's ear with his mouth. Warm air ghosting over it as he breathed, slow and deep right into it. But he didn't stop there as he ran his teeth up and down the sensitive skin before sucking Kurt's earlobe into his mouth. Kurt was now the boy whimpering from the action and had to stifle back a moan as Blaine gently bit at the flesh in his mouth. Blaine licked over the area softly before letting it out of his mouth. He moved up Kurt's ear again to whisper, "Yes Kurt. I won't interrupt anymore."

Beep! Beep! Beep! Kurt's eyes flew open in shock while his right fist flew over to pound his alarm clock. It was 6:30 in the morning. Kurt had set it a half hour earlier because he knew he was going to be seeing Blaine again today. At least, that's what the plan was...as long as Blaine worked the same shift at the coffee shop every weekday.

At least that explained why he was dreaming about Blaine again. He had been a constant presence in Kurt's mind all day yesterday and he already had knots in his stomach from knowing he was going to be seeing him today, even though this time he would be prepared. Kurt had planned out exactly what he was going to say as he was falling asleep and he planned on trying to gain back some of the dignity he had lost the day before. However, because of these dreams, Kurt was just starting to feel like more of a creep who had never gotten over his one and only relationship. A relationship that had ended seven years ago no less. Though he couldn't help but laugh bitterly at how the dream had cut off right when Blaine had said no more interruptions. Not that Kurt had wanted the dream to continue... of course he didn't want that...

Kurt groaned as he rolled himself out of bed. The coffee pot was still broken and he had not thought to actually buy a new one on his shopping exploit the day before. All he had to do this morning was get ready, and he knew dressing for today was going to be particularly challenging. He wanted to wear something that showed Blaine what he was missing, but something that didn't look like he was trying to show Blaine what he was missing. Plus, it had to be something that was work appropriate, and something that he could actually stand to last a full day in... Kurt huffed out a sigh at the daunting task ahead of him but he knew if anybody could do it, he could. He was Kurt Hummel after all...

In the end, Kurt was glad he had set his alarm clock early. The half hour of missed sleep had been worth the way he would look as he walked out the front door. He had taken extra time in front of the mirror to make sure that his hair was styled perfectly. Especially after the disastrous conversation the day before, Kurt owed it to Blaine for his hair to be immaculate. The outfit that he had finally decided on was a pair of form fitting black dress pants, matched with a deep blue button down shirt and a gray vest. Kurt had also tied a bright red tie around his neck just to tease Blaine with the old Dalton colors. Even though he had his doubts that Blaine would even notice. This outfit wasn't nearly as flamboyant as Kurt usually dressed so he couldn't help the knee high black leather boots. Plus, they had always driven Blaine wild... Kurt smiled to himself. Karma.

Kurt had taken advantage of every minute he had had to get ready so he was promptly out the door at 8 AM. His walk to work normally only took him twenty minutes and he wasn't expected until 9, but he liked to get there early and fully prepare everything for the day. The fashion design world was a lot more work than Kurt had fully expected. There were so many deadlines that had to be met, models to audition, fabric to be ordered...the list was endless. He was still slowly moving up in the company, and he kept getting more and more responsibilities. On many days the forty extra minutes wasn't enough. Today he knew he would be in the coffee shop for a few minutes, cutting out even more of his time. He cursed himself for not leaving even earlier, knowing how much catch up he would have from missing the day yesterday. However it didn't seem so bad when he realized he now had an excuse to get away from Blaine...

The walk to the shop seemed to take an even shorter amount of time that it had the day before. Kurt knew it was just because he was dreading seeing Blaine behind those doors, but still... He was suddenly wishing that he had run over what he was going to say a few more times, because now that he was standing outside the window most of it had flown out of his head. He felt his breath catch in his throat as he watched Blaine sitting at one of the small tables on the right hand side of the shop. Even his dream and memories from yesterday had not done Blaine justice.

Kurt stood and watched in the window as Blaine scribbled quickly in a spiral bound notebook. From his vantage point he could see that Blaine's eyebrows were furrowed in concentration and Kurt could only guess that Blaine was composing. He found himself longing to know what Blaine was so enthralled in, and almost giddy when the fact sunk in that Blaine was actually still composing. Just because Blaine had changed his hair style, not everything about him had changed. He was still just as handsome (if not more so, Kurt thought bitterly), his eyes had not changed...they still couldn't decide what color they wanted to be, brown or green. Blaine looked more like a man now than he did seven years ago, his muscles more well defined and his jaw more pronounced it seemed.

He continued to stare at Blaine until he realized what he was doing. Kurt was trying to memorize this new man that sat before him, through a coffee shop window. Almost as if he was a 10 year old kid trying to pick out the perfect puppy to bring home. Kurt's eyes widened when this sunk in and he quickly shook himself and grabbed hold of the door handle. It was now or never.

The bell jingled merrily again and without immediately looking up from his notebook Blaine called out, "Hello! Just give me once second I don't want to lose this..." Blaine's hand started to move across the page faster.

"Take your time, Blaine" Kurt answered quietly, and Blaine's hand stopped moving, pen dropping out of his hand, as his head snapped up to look at Kurt.

"Kurt." Blaine had clearly not been expecting Kurt to come back into the shop as his voice was brimming with emotion. Kurt's heart swelled until Blaine faked a cough as if trying to adjust his voice and repeated, "Hi Kurt." But this time it was full of false politeness.

"Really Blaine. Don't lose whatever you were working on. Keep going." Kurt motioned with his eyes back to the page.

"No, no, it's fine. It's gone now anyway." Kurt couldn't tell what emotion Blaine said it with.

"My apologies."

"Really Kurt, don't worry about it. It'll come back if it was meant to be. Speaking of which... You came back today. Was it to argue with me again, or to actually try the coffee?" Blaine raised his eyebrows in question as a smile played with the corners of his lips.

Kurt bit back the biting retort that had automatically came to his lips, he had come here to be the bigger man and to show Blaine that he couldn't get under his skin anymore. "Actually I came back to apologize for my behavior yesterday. And I really do want to try the coffee. Rachel broke our pot."

Blaine smiled, a real smile, as he got out of his chair to move behind the counter. Kurt followed him to stand in front of it.

"Non-fat mocha," the pair of them said at the same time. They looked each other and then twin grins broke out on their faces.

"You still remember my coffee order?"

"Of course I do."

To say it was a moment was an understatement. Their eyes had locked during the exchange and Kurt could only hope that Blaine was remembering when they were Juniors in high school ordering coffee together at the Lima Bean. Blaine broke eye contact first and started moving around behind the counter to make the coffee. Kurt looked down at the counter in front of him. This was not how this was supposed to go. Blaine wasn't supposed to make butterflies in his stomach anymore. Kurt could feel his walls doubling in strength.

By the time Blaine stopped and turned back around to give Kurt his coffee, it seemed that Blaine had melted more and Kurt was hiding under his protective layers again. Kurt could actually see Blaine recoil from the look on his face.

"Thank you," Kurt reached out and took the coffee from Blaine's hand while Blaine just looked at Kurt in confusion and sadness.

"T-three fifty." Blaine stuttered.

Kurt reached into his satchel and took his wallet out from the inside zipper compartment. While he was fishing the bills out he could still feel Blaine's gaze on him. It just made him angrier that Blaine was looking at him like that, like he actually missed Kurt. He didn't miss Kurt. He couldn't. He wouldn't. Kurt laid four dollars out on the counter and he turned around to leave.

"You gave me four dollars." Blaine's voice came from behind him.

"Just keep it! I have-I have to go to work Blaine."

"No! No Kurt! What the hell? You come in here and say you want to apologize and then 30 seconds later shut down again! And I think I deserve to know why."

Kurt turned back around and he saw that Blaine had his arms folded over his chest. Clearly exasperated and demanding.

"You want to know why Blaine? I just suddenly realized nothing good can come from knowing you again after all these years. I trusted you with everything I had and then you broke my heart. I have a career now. I have a life. And you aren't in it anymore. You won't be. Goodbye." Kurt turned to leave again.

"Goddamn it! NO Kurt! You never gave me chance to explain and maybe if you stopped being such a pansy you could actually hear me out on this. But I guess you're just too afraid to, aren't you?"

Kurt whipped back around at Blaine's words. "Fine. You want to explain why you cheated on me. Go ahead. I can't wait to hear this."

Blaine opened his mouth to answer but then slowly a grin formed on his face, "No. If you want to find out, and you know you have to find out now that it's in your head. Or else it will just eat away at you Kurt, you know it will. No, if you want to find out you have to go to dinner with me tonight. Only after we spend an evening together without fighting will I tell you my story."

Kurt just stared at Blaine, with his jaw on the floor. He had come in here to apologize politely, get some coffee, and then be on his merry way and forget that Blaine was even alive. "What?" Was all he could get out of his mouth.

"You heard me. I'll see you outside the shop at 6 tonight. Have a good day at work." Blaine winked, and then walked into the back room, leaving Kurt standing alone, clutching his coffee with his mouth still open.