Blaine managed to snap out of whatever was going on with Kurt before they left for Ohio. Of course he didn't have feelings for Kurt. He knew the day that he met him that he wanted to get to know him better. He was just a cool guy. A friend. A friend who Blaine just happened to have excellent chemistry with in bed. Cooper, on the other hand, did not see it that way at all.

"Blaine's in looove."

Blaine simply rolled his eyes. What was the point in arguing with him? Blaine knew they were just friends. Kurt knew. Nobody else mattered.

"Oh, sure. Roll your eyes, Squirt. You invited him to go to Ohio with us. Do you know how big that is? Mom and dad will want to meet him. You realize that, right?"

"They won't when I explain that we are just friends."

"Friends who fuck?"
"Whatever you want to call it, brother dearest."

Cooper shoved him.

"Would you grow up?"

There was a knock at the door and Blaine walked over to pull it open to find Kurt with a huge grin on his face. Blaine took a moment to sweep his eyes over his body. He looked absolutely stunning. He almost told him so but thought better of it. He didn't need to give Cooper anymore to build ridiculous theories off of.

"You look happy," he settled for.

"I'm just really grateful for what you're doing for me," Kurt explained.

"Kurt, I told you, it's nothing," Blaine said shrugging it off.

Kurt rested his hand on Blaine's shoulder. He looked so intensely into Blaine's eyes that Blaine almost felt uncomfortable enough to look away. "It is to me," Kurt whispered.

Blaine hesitated for a moment before stepping away from the door. "There's someone I need to introduce you to."

Kurt gave him an intrigued expression even though he of course knew it was Blaine's brother.

"Coop," Blaine began once they had gotten inside. "This is my friend Kurt. Kurt this my brother, Cooper."

Cooper instantly put on his charm as he always does when meeting someone knew and shook Kurt's hand. "It's a pleasure to meet you, Kurt."

"You too," Kurt said blushing. They continued shaking hands until Blaine intervened.

"Okay!"

Cooper released Kurt's hand, grinning at his brother's jealously. "I'm a big fan."

Kurt laughed. "Blaine told you I'm a designer then?"

"Nope. He said he borrowed that snazzy suit off of Kurt Hummel and I was totally thrown off. Why would such a talented guy be hanging around my brother?"

Kurt blushed. "You've really heard of me?"

"Are you crazy? You're like the up and coming thing! You're crazy talented."

"Thank you. That…means a lot."

Cooper put on one of his winning smiles and Blaine got annoyed once again. He didn't like it when other people made Kurt blush and he certainly didn't like it whenever it was his brother.

Are you guys ready to go?" Blaine interrupted.

Kurt nodded.

"Lead the way, Squirt."

Kurt giggled at the nickname.

Blaine groaned. It was going to be a long few days.

….

When they got onto the jet, Blaine and Kurt sat together towards the back. Cooper sat in the front but not before giving Blaine a look as if to say "You're welcome."

Blaine rolled his eyes once again.

"Is your office in Westerville?" Kurt asked softly.

"No, actually it is a lot closer to Lima."

Kurt grinned. "Alright. If I become an inconvenience just let me know and I'll grab a taxi to my dad's house and be out of your hair for the rest of the weekend."

"Don't worry about that," Blaine said waving him off. "I don't even have a ton of work to get done really. We're mostly flying in today because my parents wanted to see us."

Kurt gave a tiny smile. "Your family must be very close."

"Uh…"

"I'm sorry," Kurt said quickly. "That was an awfully personal thing to make assumptions about. It's just I figured since you work with your brother and you both followed in your father's footsteps…"

"It's fine, Kurt. Honestly. My parents and I just have a bit of a…complicated relationship."

"Okay."

Blaine smiled. "You don't ask a lot of questions."

"If you wanted me to know something personal about yourself, you'd tell me. Also, you don't like talking about yourself much."

"What makes you think that?"

"Well, I hardly know a thing about you and the day we met you refused to even tell me the name of your favorite musical."

"That question is more personal than people give it credit for. I mean, favorite color, favorite food. Whatever. But someone's favorite musical? Favorite movie? Favorite song? That says a hell of a lot about a person and people just brush it off as useless trivia."

Kurt nodded. "Fine. I guess that's a valid point," he said leaning on his pillow settling in to take a nap.

"Cabaret."

"Hm?"

Blaine gasped in fake offense. "Here I am barring my soul to you and you go to sleep. Unbelievable."

"Cabaret," Kurt repeated smiling.

Blaine pretended to ignore him.

"Fine. I'll just go to sleep then."

Blaine had assumed that Kurt was only kidding, but within ten minutes his breathing had evened out and he didn't respond when Blaine said his name softly. Another five minutes after that he had shifted his position and was rested on Blaine's shoulder. Blaine didn't really mind he just hoped Cooper wouldn't look back here because he really didn't need –

"Getting cozy back there?"

Damn.

"Would you stop talking so loud? He's trying to get some sleep. It's rude."

"I can see that. Blaine…"

Blaine looked over at him a little startled at his brother's suddenly serious tone. "Yeah?"

"Be careful with him, okay?"

"Cooper. It's none of your business."

"You're going to hurt him. Do you even see how he looks at you?"

"I was very upfront with him. I told him I didn't get serious with anyone. That's more than I'd offer most guys I sleep with," Blaine said and shifted a little uncomfortably sincerely hoping Kurt did not wake up during this conversation. It would make the rest of the plane ride pretty awkward.

"Not everyone can just turn off there feelings like you can."

"You don't even know him, Cooper. We're just friends."

Cooper shook his head sadly and turned away.

….

When they landed and Blaine switched on his phone he had several missed phone calls from his parents. He groaned as he went to check his voicemail.

"Son, the pilot told me there was something else on board with you and Cooper. I expect him at dinner tomorrow. See you there."

Huh. I got a "see ya." He must be in a good mood.

"Kurt?"

"Yes?" he said as Cooper helped him down from the jet.

"I know that you're here for your father so you can of course say no, but my parents are insisting I ask you to dinner."

"I just spoke with Carole and my father's conditions haven't changed much. I'll be at his side for days so I'm sure I can manage to spare one evening for dinner."

"I was hoping you wouldn't say that."