Here's my new fic guys! Enjoy

Main Idea: Blaine Anderson and Kurt Hummel have been best friends since kindergarten. They went all through grade school together and even ended up at the same college. Now, they live in the same apartment building in apartments right next to one another. What will happen when another man comes in Kurt's life? How will it affect their friendship?

As the sun rose over the New York skyline, Blaine Anderson's alarm clock blared loudly on his bedside table. He groaned, while blindly feeling around for the noisy contraption, until finally he hit snooze and the loud beeping stopped. He lay in bed for a few minutes before finally pushing his tired body out from under the covers. Still half asleep, he lumbered down the hallway of his one bedroom apartment and walked into the bathroom. He turned on the shower, letting the hot water run and fog up the bathroom before taking off his plaid pajama pants and grey t-shirt and stepping inside, the water cascading over his naked body. He stood there for a moment, running through his day in his mind before finally picking up the wash cloth and washing his body and then his hair.

When finished, Blaine stepped out of the shower and picked up his towel from the side of the tub and wrapped it around his body. He dried himself off and then secured the towel around his waist and used his hand to defog the mirror. Standing in front of the sink, he took his toothbrush from it's holder and s squirted minty toothpaste on to it's bristles and then began to brush his teeth. Then, he moved onto hair gel and practically squirted a fourth of the bottle into his hand before rubbing it all over his head, making sure that every hair was in it's proper place. When he was finished, he went back into his bedroom and grabbed some clothes; a pair of salmon colored skinny jeans, a multi-colored shirt, a grey vest and a red bowtie. He slipped them on and then went into the living room where his things for work were sitting.

Blaine grabbed his laptop and the instructions on the craft he had decided to do with his kindergarten class today and shoved them in his bag. Then, he slipped on a coat and left his apartment, making sure to lock it before heading right next door and knocking on the door. He waited a moment before the door open to reveal a tall, brown haired, pale man with a smile on his face. "Are you early?" the man asked. "You're definitely early." he added bustling back into his own living room and frantically trying to gather up his papers.

"No Kurt, you're late...again, like you always are." Blaine replied, his tone bit snarky and playful.

"Oh shut up!" Kurt shot back. "We all can be punctual Blaine Anderson." he quipped, which made Blaine laugh. Blaine loved when Kurt got sassy; it was his favorite side of him. They had been friends for years, since their very own year of kindergarten. The boys had clicked instantly and had been together ever since. They went through elementary, middle and high school together. They even attended NYU together as well, but Kurt chose to pursue fashion while Blaine chose early childhood education. Now, they lived next to one another in the same apartment building and things couldn't be better. They both had homes and jobs, which was a major plus. Kurt was an assistant to Miss Isabelle Wright, the editor of Vogue and Blaine had a job teaching kindergarten at Archer Elementary School in the Bronx.

"Okay," Kurt said, his papers now in a neat pile. My papers are together. I just need to grab my coat." he added before flying off in a different direction, leaving Blaine by himself. Blaine waited a moment before Kurt returned, thick black peacoat wrapped around his body and his bag in hand.

"Ready?" Blaine asked and Kurt nodded. Together, they made their way out of their apartment building and in the cool september air, before walking down the street to their favorite coffee shop, "Brew". "Is it my turn to by the coffee?" Blaine asked. "I can never remember?"

"That's because you too have the memory of kindergartner." Kurt retorted. "And no, it's my turn." he added. "Why don't you go get us a table and I'll be right over." Blaine nodded and headed to the back of the shop, grabbing them the round booth in the corner, while Kurt went to the counter.

"One non-fat mocha and one medium drip." Kurt told the man behind the counter. He nodded and totaled the amount that Kurt had to pay. By the time Kurt was done paying, the coffees were ready. He grabbed them and then headed to the table where Blaine was seated.

"Thank you." Blaine said as Kurt sat the drink in front of him on the table. He waited a moment, blew on the coffee and then hesitantly took a sip, hoping not to burn himself, while Kurt took a seat on the other side of the booth.

"So what fun do you have planned for your kids today?" Kurt asked.

"Oh, I found this cool craft where they make turtles out of egg cartons." Blaine replied. "It should be fun. If they're good I may even let them do turtle races." Kurt laughed.

"You really never grew up, did you? You are still that same five year old boy who was so amused by everything." Kurt told him.

"Excuse you, I am at least six and a half now. Thank you very much." Blaine replied cheekily. Kurt rolled his eyes and took another sip of his coffee before letting out a sigh.

"All Isabelle is letting me do today is sort through paperwork." Kurt groaned. "It's going to be so boring."

"See making turtles doesn't sound so bad right now, does it?" Blaine mused.

"No, but we can't all go to work to play with arts and crafts." Kurt retorted. "That's not how life works."

"That's how my life works." Blaine replied, with a smile.

"Asshole." Kurt muttered with a laugh, taking another sip of his coffee. While sitting at the booth, Blaine glanced at the clock and saw it was getting late.

"We better get going. Neither of us wants to be late for work." Blaine told his best friend.

"Oh yeah. who would possibly make the egg carton turtles?" Kurt teased, making Blaine shoot him a glare. Together they stood up from the booth and began walking towards the exit, neither of them paying attention to where they were going. As they walked, Kurt felt himself bump into something hard and felt his coffee spill. He looked up and saw that the thing he had bumped into was actually a person...an amazing gorgeous handsome man...who now had coffee all over his suit. "Oh my god! I am so sorry. Let me help you." Kurt exclaimed, scrambling to get napkins. He frantically began dabbing the man's shirt, still apologizing for running into the man.

"It's fine really." The man replied. "I wasn't looking where I was going either."

"I still feel so bad. At least let me help you clean your shirt. I have a tide pen in my bag." Kurt offered. " Blaine, you can head to work. I'll catch up."

"You sure?" Blaine asked and Kurt nodded. "Okay, I'll see you later." he added before leaving the coffee shop.

"Maybe we should do this in the bathroom?" Kurt suggested, pulling the tide pen out of his bag. The man nodded and followed Kurt into the men's bathroom before Kurt went to work on the coffee stain. He did continues to clean the man's shirt for a few more minutes, until finally the coffee stain stranger spoke up.

"I don't think that's working." the man said.

"I think you're right." Kurt replied. "At least let me give you my number so I can pay for your dry cleaning, it's the least I can do. I'm Kurt Hummel, by the way."

"Alex Clark." The man replied. "What's your number again?" he asked.

"Oh right, it's 610 - 747- 2947." Kurt replied.

"Don't worry about the dry cleaning." Alex told him with a wink.

'Then why did you need my number?" Kurt asked cautiously.

"Check your phone." Alex replied. Kurt nodded and looked down at his cell phone. There was a text message. It read: "Dinner tonight? I promise it makes up for the coffee stain." Kurt smiled and typed back a response. He waited a moment before Alex's phone dinged. Alex looked at the text and smiled. It read: "Absolutely."

"Well Mr. Kurt Hummel, it looks like I'll be seeing you tonight." Alex replied. 'Can wait." he added before exiting and leaving Kurt all by himself, overflowing with happiness.

Okay I know what this looks like, but you have to know that Klaine is my endgame! So just sit back, hang in there and enjoy the ride! Thank you! Please Review and Follow!