Blaine liked to think that he was a rather ‘safe’ player in life. With the exception of being in a romantic relationship with a student, he always erred on the side of caution; his past making him a little bit reserved, to keep his cards close to his chest, to not let people in easily. Somehow, Kurt had managed to smash every single internal wall that Blaine thought he had and as he wormed his way into his heart.

Blaine couldn’t bring himself to regret it though.

Looking at Kurt, just taking in his perfectly coiffed hair, his dazzling and oh so distracting blue eyes seemed to make everything better to Blaine.

Logically, he knew that that taking his senior AP English class on an excursion to the movie theatre might not have been the best idea. Movie theatres were somehow a little romantic in Blaine’s mind. It was possibly because he could never be one of those teenagers that could sit up the back, making out with their date for the evening. He would readily admit that he was jealous of the freedom that heterosexual couples got in Ohio. Things had changed a little over the years but not nearly enough for it to be seen as ‘acceptable’ for a gay couple to be one of those couples up the back of the movie theatre.

“Mr Anderson? Can we go in now?”

Blaine blinked and nodded at his class of students. “Regular theatre rules apply, guys,” he said. “You can sit wherever you want but I want you to be on your best behaviour, you are representing Dalton right now.”

There were a few groans but Blaine waved his students on into the movie theatre and followed in after them. The class mostly grouped off together and Blaine kept his gaze on Kurt as he sat with Nick and Jeff.

Blaine took a seat on the same row but three seats away from them. He didn’t want it to seem like he was doing it on purpose. He balanced his popcorn on his knee as he flicked his phone onto silent, slipping it back into his pocket once he was done. He glanced over at Kurt, just enjoying the way the lighting from the screen illuminated his face.

Kurt glanced over and gave him a shy smile, raising his hand to briefly wave at him. Blaine smiled and waved back. He wished nothing more than be able to go join Kurt, to sit next to him, to hold his hand while they watched Baz Luhrmann’s Romeo and Juliet. It would have been perfect.

Instead, Blaine had to sit by himself, watching one of his all time favourite movies alone, with the love of his life just within reach.

The movie was just over half an hour in when Blaine saw something out the corner of his eye. He watched as Kurt got up and left the movie theatre and he frowned a little before figuring he must have gone to the bathroom.

Blaine turned his attention back towards the movie theatre screen and almost jumped out of his seat when he felt a hand on his shoulder. He looked back to see Kurt smiling at him and he slipped into the empty seat next to him.

“What are you doing?” Blaine whispered.

“Sitting with you,” Kurt replied. “It’s okay, I’ve already seen where everyone else is and we’re definitely out of their line of sight.”

Blaine shuffled a little so he could see Kurt properly. “You’re going to get me into so much trouble,” he whispered but reached over to take Kurt’s hand none the less.

Kurt pressed a kiss to the back of Blaine’s hand and set them on the arm rest. “Just watch the movie.”

Blaine shook his head and quickly glanced around at his students. They were all, indeed, paying attention to the movie and not looking towards the back of the movie theatre where Blaine was sitting.

“So, I was thinking I could come over tonight and cook?” Kurt said softly as the movie headed into its final fifteen minutes.

“Sounds nice,” Blaine replied. “What did you have in mind?”

“It’s a surprise.” Kurt grinned and pressed a chaste kiss to Blaine’s lips. “I’d better go.”

Blaine nodded and watched as Kurt swiftly moved back to his seat next to Jeff and Nick.

The movie finished and Blaine stood as the lights came up, ready to usher his students out of the movie theatre once more. He let his gaze linger on Kurt for a few moments before calling out to a few of the boys that had decided they wanted to watch all of the credits.

Blaine dismissed the class from the movie theatre since they had arrived just before two o’clock and he headed to his own car to head back to his apartment to tidy before Kurt got there.

He didn’t have to wait long before Kurt arrived, letting himself in with Blaine’s spare key.

“Hi,” Kurt said, setting the grocery bags on the kitchen table.

“Hi,” Blaine echoed, pulling Kurt in close. “That was very sneaky of you today.”

Kurt gave him an innocent smile. “I have no idea what you’re talking about, sir,” he said before pressing his lips to Blaine’s in a kiss.

Blaine let out a content sigh, squeezing Kurt’s waist a little tighter as they kissed. All too soon, Kurt’s mouth left his and Blaine sighed softly.

“Want to join me for a shower?” Kurt asked.

“As tempting as that is,” Blaine said regretfully. “I have some tests I have to mark before tomorrow. You hop in and I’ll get these done before dinner.”

“Deal,” Kurt agreed, kissing Blaine once more before leaving the room.

Blaine pulled out the tests to mark and his trusty red pen and settled on the couch to get started.

He had barely started when he heard Kurt’s melodious voice drifting through into the living room from the shower and Blaine grinned. He struggled to keep his attention on what he was doing, regretting turning Kurt down for the shower.

Giving up, Blaine set his work down and stripped as he walked to the bathroom.

“You sound amazing,” Blaine said, kissing the back of Kurt’s neck the moment he stepped into the shower.

“Hey, stranger,” Kurt said fondly. “I thought you couldn’t make it?”

“Changed my mind,” Blaine replied, slipping his hands down Kurt’s wet torso. “I have this incredibly sexy guy singing in my shower and I just couldn’t leave him alone.”

“Really? Do I have anything to worry about?” Kurt asked playfully as he turned in Blaine’s arms.

“Mmm,” Blaine mumbled, kissing across Kurt’s wet neck. “Probably. He’s an amazing guy. I don’t think anyone can compete.”

Kurt’s breath hitched as Blaine sucked on a particularly sensitive spot. He felt Kurt’s fingers slipping into his hair a few seconds later before their lips met in a heated kiss. Blaine held Kurt close, slowly rutting against him.

The sound of Kurt’s panting filled Blaine’s ears as they frotted together. He touched every part of Kurt that he could, stroking down his wet back.

“You are insatiable,” Blaine whispered, kissing Kurt lovingly.

Kurt whimpered softly, slipping his hand down Blaine’s back, cupping his bottom. Blaine automatically thrust against Kurt at the touch and they let out twin moans.

“I love you,” Kurt whispered as he came, clinging to Blaine.

“I love you too.”

Blaine came a few seconds later, keeping his hold on Kurt. They shared sweet kisses, just basking in each other’s presence as the water washed away their come and sweat. Kurt’s fingers gently carded through Blaine’s wet locks and he smiled.

“We should get out,” Kurt said. “I have a lovely dinner to cook and a boyfriend to cuddle up with tonight.”

Blaine kissed him once more before nodding and shutting off the taps. “Do I get a clue what you’re cooking though?”

“Hmm, it’s food,” Kurt said as they stepped out of the shower to dry themselves off.

“Oh, ha ha,” Blaine replied dryly and Kurt just laughed.

“You’ll just have to wait and see.”

Blaine opened his mouth to banter a little more with Kurt when there was a knock at his front door. Blaine frowned, wondering who it could be and he quickly pulled on a shirt and sweatpants.

“I’ll be back in a minute,” he said and Kurt nodded at him, shooing him away.

Blaine ran a hand through his still soaking wet hair and instantly regretted it. He wiped his hand on the back of his pants as he pulled open the door.

“No wonder he didn’t hear us!” Sally said to Wes. “He was in the shower.”

Blaine’s eyes widened. “H-hey, guys,” he said. “What are you doing here?”

“Movie night, remember?”

Blaine blinked. “Movie night?” he repeated.

“You forgot?” Wes asked.

“No, no, of course not,” Blaine lied. “I just… I’m a little busy right now.”

Sally quirked an eyebrow. “Really?”

Blaine nodded. “Yeah, I am.”

Sally grinned and stepped into Blaine’s apartment before he could beg her not to. His stomach sank and he mentally cursed himself for opening the door.

“This really isn’t a good time,” Blaine said, glancing at his two friends. “Really.”

“C’mon, Sally, let’s just go,” Wes said softly.

Sally pouted. “Alright,” she relented. “But we want to meet him soon!”

Blaine nodded and ushered his friends back to the door just as he heard Kurt’s voice speak out.

“Who was at the door?” Kurt called as he exited the bedroom towelling his hair dry.

Blaine’s eyes widened dramatically as Sally stopped and turned on her heel.

“I recognise that voice,” she said, giving Blaine a look.

“Oh.”

The room went silent as Kurt looked up at Blaine’s guests, still in the doorway of his apartment. He turned white and Blaine closed his eyes, feeling sick.

“Blaine?” Sally said. “Why is Kurt Hummel in your house? Wet?”

“He… uh…”

“Wait? Kurt Hummel?” Wes asked. “Your favourite student from last year, Sally?”

Sally nodded and Blaine saw that she had her gaze trained on him. “That would be the one.”

“I thought you said he was a junior then?”

“He was.”

“Oh.”

Blaine swallowed thickly. “I can explain,” he said. “Just… shut the door. I can explain.”

Sally and Wes stepped into the room and Blaine closed the door behind them. He shot Kurt a worried glance, only to see his boyfriend return it with extra fear in his gaze.

Blaine perched on the arm of his couch before immediately standing again, realising that Sally and Wes were staring at him. He explained as loosely as possible that he and Kurt were together.

“How long?” Wes asked.

“Not long,” Blaine replied honestly. “We just… It just happened.”

“But you’re showering together?” Sally asked, glancing between them, clearly taking in both of their still wet hair.

“Blaine, this is a felony!” Wes hissed. “You’re sleeping with a student?”

“No!” Blaine exclaimed. “We… We’re not. Kurt was out of the shower before I was.”

“Hair product,” Kurt blurted out. “I have to have wet hair for my hair product to work properly.”

Blaine could see the scepticism on both of Wes’ and Sally’s faces but they didn’t say any more on the subject.

“This is over,” Sally said warningly. “You can’t do this to your career, Blaine, and you can’t do this with a student. You’ll end up in jail!”

Blaine sighed. “I know,” he replied. “I know. Can… can you both keep this between you? I don’t want it getting out that I have a student here…”

“As long as it ends now, Blaine,” Wes said tightly. “For good.”

Blaine nodded.

“Blaine,” Wes said softly, stepping closer to him. “A student, really?”

“It’s not what it seems, Wes,” Blaine insisted. “We just clicked.”

“Even so, he’s a student, didn’t you think?”

“Of course I did!” Blaine said, feeling the hurt rise up in his chest. “It just happened. Honestly, Wes.”

Wes stared at him for a few long moments before nodding. “C’mon, Sally,” he said, tone even.

The sound of the door closing sounded extremely loud to Blaine and he immediately turned to Kurt, guilt flooding his veins.

“I am so sorry,” Kurt whispered, wiping tears from his face. “I am so sorry.”

Blaine crossed the room and wrapped his arms around Kurt’s shoulders, pulling him in for a tight hug. “It’s okay,” he whispered back. “It’ll all be okay.”

Kurt sobbed softly, clutching Blaine’s shirt tightly.

“This is it, isn’t it?” Kurt asked after a while.

Blaine nodded numbly and pressed his lips against Kurt’s. “I love you so much.”

“I love you too.”

Blaine cupped Kurt’s cheek, swiping tears away with his thumb. “I’m sorry.”

Kurt nodded and averted his gaze. “I’d better go then.”

Blaine felt his heart ache at the words but he knew it was for the best. Now that people knew, that one of his colleagues knew about them, Blaine had to do the right thing. He couldn’t risk hurting Kurt for his own stupidity. He would never forgive himself if they got caught by someone else.

It was too good to be true, really, Blaine thought as he watched helplessly as Kurt gathered his things.

“I guess I’ll see you around,” Kurt said softly.

“Of course you will,” Blaine replied, trying to smile but he was certain that it was coming out like a grimace.

They stopped at Blaine’s doorway, just staring at each other before Kurt made the first move and left.

Blaine stood in the same spot for a long time after Kurt had left.

In his life, Blaine had thought that he had been through some pretty tough times. Getting beaten up so badly and having to change schools; losing his virginity to an idiot who only wanted one thing; and general homophobia had all taken their toll on him.

None, however, made him feel like he did after Kurt had left.

Even though he logically knew that they couldn’t keep going, that they had to end things because people knew about their relationship, it didn’t stop Blaine from feeling so utterly heartbroken.

Kurt hadn’t been in class for the entire week after the incident happened. Not that Blaine could blame him, either. Kurt felt exactly the same way about him as he did about Kurt. It was bound to be hard for him, too.

Blaine didn’t want to ask Nick or Jeff how Kurt was in case either of them decided to turn on him and rat him out to the Principal.

So Blaine settled for just retreating into his work, trying to focus on something that wasn’t thinking about Kurt.

It proved harder to practice than to think.

Every single senior AP English lesson was hard. Blaine constantly wondered how Kurt was feeling, if he hated him, how he could speak to him without raising any suspicion.

Sally dropped by more and more frequently and even though they didn’t speak about it, Blaine could tell that it was right there in the front of her mind. He spent more time with Sally and Wes on an evening, which was both soothing and annoying at once. It was nice to be around friends but there was some kind of tension between the three of them that couldn’t be shaken unless they talked about it but that wasn’t going to happen.

Blaine stopped sleeping as long in the evenings, only getting a few fitful hours if he was lucky. He lived on coffee and the occasional biscotti, feeling too sick to eat anything else.

His heart was breaking in his chest and there was absolutely nothing that he could do about it.

He wasn’t even sure if the worst part was that he and Kurt hadn’t even ended on bad terms but that they had just ended.

Three weeks after the break up, Blaine saw Kurt for the first time outside of class.

He walked down the corridor to get to his next class and he stopped dead when he saw Kurt chatting with Nick and Jeff.

Their gazes locked and Blaine thought he was going to burst into tears. Kurt looked positively unhappy. He had this… utterly heartbroken look about him and Blaine wanted nothing more than to go over to him and wrap his arms around Kurt in a tight hug. He wanted to tell him that it was going to be okay, that they would be together soon. That he had started to look for a job somewhere else so that they could be together. He just wanted to fix them. He felt absolutely miserable and pathetic without Kurt and once glance let him know that Kurt felt the exact same way.

Sadly, it didn’t stop his heart from aching so damn much.