The tides had been turned and now Kurt was under Blaine. Their shirts had been discarded but their bare chest's had not yet made contact. Kurt was staring at his boyfriends toned body in awe. He couldn't resist the urge to touch as his right hand came up to softly run over Blaine's defined abs. Kurt smiled happily at the sigh that Blaine hissed out through his teeth.

Kurt's teasing touch seemed to be too much for Blaine as his muscles twitched with the sensation. His eyes were dark with arousal and Kurt whimpered at how Blaine was staring at him so determinedly. He had wanted this for a while and it was finally going to happen. Kurt started to rake his nails down instead of the feather light touch. Blaine moaned and swiftly lowered himself down to Kurt's naked chest, bare skin meeting for the first time that night.

"Blaine!" Kurt whispered harshly wrapping his arms around his boyfriend, trying to bring him closer.

"I'm going to make you feel so good Kurt," Blaine panted right into Kurt's ear, knowing that this was one of Kurt's most sensitive places.

"Fuck." Kurt called and Blaine chuckled, moving his mouth down Kurt's neck as he continued to laugh. The vibrations starting to make Kurt whimper a little knowing how they would feel even better on another part of his anatomy.

"That comes after Kurt," Blaine whispered into his neck, knowing what Kurt was thinking. Kurt could feel the movement of his tongue as Blaine said, "it's called foreplay for a reason."

"Don't be a smart ass." Kurt couldn't help but call Blaine out, even in his current state.

"You love my ass," Blaine growled and then bit down into Kurt's neck, hard. Pulling the skin into his mouth and sucking, nipping at it with is teeth as Kurt squirmed under him.

"It's not your ass that's going to be fucked tonight though Blaine. You owe it to me to be nice," Kurt panted out, hardly able to believe he was able to get complete sentences out of his hazy brain.

Blaine stopped working his mouth, instead lifting his head to look down at Kurt. The stared at each other for a moment, letting each other know how much they loved the other with their eyes. It became too much for Kurt and he pulled his fingers through Blaine's short curls to reconnect their mouths. Blaine pulled away shortly and Kurt whimpered at the loss. But then Blaine whispered against Kurt's mouth, "I'll make it very nice for you, don't you worry about a thing."

"Beep! Beep! Beep!" Kurt's hand slammed down on the alarm clock.

It was 7 in the morning the next day. When Kurt had gone back up to the apartment the night before, Rachel had been pacing around chewing on her nails. She demanded to know exactly what had happened and why Blaine had been in their apartment the instant Kurt had walked in. He had gotten her to take a few calming breaths and then he settled her onto the couch and told her the story of the whole day.

When he finished recapping the story that Blaine had told him, Rachel had tears welling up in the sides of her eyes.

"Oh Kurt! That might be the saddest thing I have ever heard. It's so great that he didn't really cheat on you though, now you two can get back together and he can move in with us! I really don't mind if Blaine lives here...I mean that was the plan all along and everything so I'm totally cool with the idea."

"Rachel," Kurt shook his head at her, "I'm not getting back together with Blaine. I refuse to fall for any of his tricks. You remember how much he hurt me and l haven't forgotten either. I am not going down that road again."

"But Kurt! You really should give him a chance! You loved him and he loved you and you were so cute together. I'm sure my dads had a rough spot once."

"Rachel, not every gay couple is just like your dads."

In response she had pouted and ran into her room locking Kurt out. But it was about time somebody told her... Even if he should have said back in high school...

Kurt groaned at the memory. It was too early in the morning to be thinking about this again. He had had a hell of a time getting to sleep trying to convince himself that he did not have any lingering feelings for Blaine. That Blaine had most definitely not turned him on at all when he pulled him close and whispered in his ear. That it was just his attention starved body. His hand could only get him so far and hey...it had been a long time.

And of course this persistent dream was only because he had Blaine on his mind so much lately. It had been a sick sense of foreshadowing that it had started on Monday when Kurt had first saw Blaine again. For the life of him though, Kurt couldn't figure out why it was this particular memory that his sleeping brain decided to give him every night. Even though deep down he knew that it had been that moment that he knew that Blaine really and truly loved him.

He didn't seem to have pushed the whole dream out of his head fast enough though, seeing as he was now half hard. Kurt slammed his head back into his pillow in frustration. There was no way he was using the memory of his first time with Blaine as spank material for the first time in seven years. Even though it would be so easy to just reach down...he could tell it wouldn't take long... Without thinking his hand started to move down and...No! He moved his hand out from under the blankets as fast as he could and took a few deep breaths. He just had to calm down. Kurt closed his eyes and took a deep breath, thinking of anything but what he had dreamed about. He sighed in relief when his erection faded away.

Opening his eyes, he rolled them at the ceiling before pulling himself out of his bed. Mostly in fear of his mind starting to wander for the second time that morning. He had to get ready, and actually get to work on time today. Plus, he knew Cathy was going to make him give her the play by play of the whole evening so that was going to set him back even further at work...he should have gotten up earlier. Instead he just ended up walking slowly into the kitchen to make himself coffee. Only to find the coffee pot gone. Rachel must have finally thrown it out because it was broken anyway and she had probably expected him to buy a new one yesterday.

Just wonderful. Already today he had to fight back a dangerously close call with his hand and his cock and now he didn't have any coffee. His life had just been getting worse and worse since Blaine had showed up again. There was no way he was going to stop at Blaine's shop to get coffee again. He would just go without or text Cathy to get him some on her way to work. Cathy wouldn't mind...

Kurt dragged himself back through the apartment to get ready for his work day, however he felt as though he was moving in slow motion. He really had gotten to bed late...and especially after the emotionally draining day he had and he was exhausted. Kurt knew he was running on pure adrenaline, what he could really use was some caffeine, but of course that damn coffee pot hadn't magically fixed itself.

The whole time he had been getting ready he was silently cursing everything. Cursing Blaine for showing up again, cursing Rachel for breaking the coffee pot... Kurt cursed Blaine's morals and he cursed himself most of all for ever having gone on that date and actually somewhat enjoying himself. He was about to walk out the front door an hour (and dozens of curses) later when he realized his shoes clashed horribly with his black pants... he really was out of it to almost miss that mistake.

Once he had put on properly matched shoes, he sluggishly made his way back to the front door. Kurt was trying to put off going to work as much as he could even though he now had two days to make up from. He sighed as he pulled the door open and went to take a step. Where he almost stepped directly on something that had been left on the welcome mat, presumably left after Rachel had left for work at seven.

"What the?" Kurt whispered as he looked down at what he had almost stepped on. It was a single yellow rose in a long clear glass vase. The yellow rose signified things such as 'gladness' and 'joy' as well as things like 'remember me,' 'welcome back,' 'promise of a new beginning,' and 'I care' Kurt's mind recalled for him. Kurt bent down and picked the vase up, bringing it into his bedroom. He set in on his nightstand and he smiled looking at it.

"Really Blaine? A rose? That's old fashioned, even for you," then Kurt realized he was standing there smiling stupidly at a rose and talking to it. He blushed for no one to see while cursing himself, again. He had already let his guard down and let Blaine warm his heart. That wasn't allowed! Kurt huffed as he glared at the peaceful flower. Finally he closed his eyes and turned out of his bedroom left the apartment very flustered.

Kurt stomped his whole way to the coffee shop. He didn't bother to look in the window and he threw the door open angrily. The bell went off.

"I'm hate that bell," Kurt growled while he turned back to glare at it.

"Bad morning?" Blaine's voice came from behind him. Kurt jumped and turned back around. Blaine was standing behind the counter with a rag in his hand wiping it off.

"Must you do that?" Kurt exclaimed holding his chest.

"What? Talk?" Blaine looked at him smugly. Kurt was really beginning to hate that look.

"Sneak up on me!"

"I'm all the way over here Kurt. Do you want your regular?"

"Yes. Wait...what?" Kurt looked at him in confusion and anger.

"Your coffee. Do you want your regular coffee order." Blaine spoke to him like he was speaking to a small child.

"Yes," Kurt said in a small voice as crossed his arms over his chest. Wait...no. He had come here to tell Blaine off.

"Coming right up," Blaine said happily as he started to bustle around making the coffee. Kurt walked over to the front of the counter.

"So. A rose. That's your big plan?"

"It's part of it," Blaine said conversationally. "Don't even try and tell me that you didn't smile when you first saw it. I know you better than to believe that."

Kurt stared angrily down at the counter. Blaine was right. It really had made him smile. It was actually an incredibly sweet gesture- No! Kurt shook his head like he had been slapped. Not knowing Blaine had turned to give him his coffee and had seen the whole thing until he cleared his throat. Kurt jumped again at the sound and blushed deeply at the smile Blaine had on his face. Like he knew what was going on inside Kurt's mind.

"At war with yourself? Realizing you still have feelings for someone that just unexpectedly came back into your life? Someone from high school perhaps? Someone that never forgot your coffee order? Someone who has really untidy hair? Hmmm? Someone like...me?" Blaine grinned cheekily at him.

"Like I could ever have feelings for someone that had hair that looked like an un-groomed poodle."

"You wound me Kurt! Rachel told me just today how nice my hair looked."

"Rachel?" Kurt said with scorn.

"Yeah that girl that you live with that made-out with me at a party once."

"Yes Blaine. I know who Rachel is. But why would she come here."

"Well unlike some people I know," Blaine looked at him directly, "she knows how to apologize and wanted to apologize for her behavior yesterday. That I had caught her off guard and that she hoped she hadn't scared me away. I assured her that if you hadn't yet that nothing she could ever do would scare me away."

"I'm sure she just felt much better after you made that so clear for her. Actually, if you two are getting along so well why don't you woo her and leave mealone?"

"I'm gay Kurt. Unless you don't remember how much I liked sucking your co-"

Kurt looked at him in horror, "We're in public Blaine!"

"Oh so you do remember. I mean I always guessed they were pretty unforgettable if they were anything like what you used to do to m-"

"Shut. Up." Kurt was blushing crimson. Of course he remembered, especially with that dream bringing back all sorts of memories... No. No way. This could not be happening right now. Absolutely not. Kurt noticed that Blaine's whole frame was shaking with laughter. Great, now he was wiping tears away with the back of his hand.

"Your plan is failing miserably Blaine Anderson. Exactly why would I want someone back in my life that just embarrasses me."

Blaine's laughter was slowing, "You're right. I apologize. But you just make it so damn easy. And I've kinda always loved your blush," he admitted a light blush dusting his cheek bones. Which in turn made Kurt blush more, if it were possible, which made Kurt beyond frustrated.

"Goodbye Blaine." Kurt smirked and then turned to leave.

"Aw Kurt don't go. I was just trying to make you laugh."

"Well, you didn't. Goodbye Blaine."

Blaine sighed audibly, "Have a good day at work." He sounded defeated. Good. "But remember, I'm not giving up this easily. I've waited far too long to get you back. This means nothing."

Kurt's back stiffened in response and he walked out the door with his coffee.