Hello, everyone! Welcome to my new Klaine story! First few chapters will be a character/story introduction, and less Klaine interaction. But after that, it's all about Klaine! So please bear with me. :)

Also, this story is M rated. Smut is coming in the later chapters.

There's no warnings in this chapter. If there is in the future chapters, I will let you know in the author's note. :)

You guys know my Beta. It's one of my best friends, Chris! I'm SUPER excited about working with him AGAIN! Thanks Chris for accepting to become my Beta again! He's currently writing an amazing Klaine fic himself called, "A Leap of Faith." Everyone should read it! It's sweet, adorable and heartwarming. :)

A Leap of Faith: s/10903713/1/A-Leap-of-Faith

Disclaimer: I don't own glee. I wish I did!

Hope you guys enjoy!

You Belong With Me

Chapter 1

Blaine Anderson was 20 years old, a chef at one of the most successful restaurants in New York City, Parkside Grill & Bar. When he was young, his mother taught him how to cook. She said, "Men these days have to be able to cook. Cooking makes people happy. One day you'll find someone you love and you'll want to make that person happy. There will be many ways to do that, but if you can cook, you can do that without any efforts or money. And that is a treasure."

Blaine still remembered her words clearly. He cooked with her every day and the more he cooked, the more he fell in love with it. As he grew and had to think of his future, he thought maybe he could find a job as a chef.

Cooking became his passion. He loved cooking for his friends and family and when he made any kind of dish for them, they were always happy. Seeing their faces light up with joy made Blaine realize that he wanted to make other people happy, and he couldn't think of any better job than being a chef. Going to college was not his option. Only thing he wanted to do was work in a restaurant, doing what he loved every day. So after graduating from high school in Ohio, he came to the big city to become a chef. And one day, he would fulfill his lifelong dream of owning his own restaurant in New York.

As soon as he started to look for a job in the kitchen, he found the Parkside Grill & Bar, a new restaurant recruiting opening staffs, including chefs. He immediately jumped into the opportunity, even though he had little experience in the kitchen when he worked part-time as a student. The owner of this new restaurant, Frank Garner, found something in Blaine and hired him despite his lack of experience. Blaine was thrilled about being part of a new restaurant. He knew he would learn a lot of useful things from this experience when it came to opening his own.

Parkside Grill & Bar was located on Essex Street, by Seward Park, New York City. It opened in November last year and since then, the restaurant had become quite popular around the area. All servers were so friendly and well-trained, and they had a great selection of alcohol, let alone lip-smacking food.

It was the beginning of January and it had been over a year since Blaine started working there. He loved his job and he was good at it. It took him some time but Blaine befriended everyone that worked there. Everyone was so kind and friendly. Whenever it was someone's birthday or they needed some kind of celebration, the entire staff was there for them. They even spent some weekends together sharing stories and having barbeques. And now that a whole year had passed, Blaine was starting to get really comfortable in the kitchen. He was learning so much. Blaine could not ask for a better job to work at. But there was one thing he hated about it.

His boss Frank.

The thing about Frank was that Frank was an asshole.

Frank just had a terrible personality. He would yell and insult his employees. He would do it in a way that he would make people feel bad about themselves. There was one employee that Frank insulted harsh and made her cry right on the spot. People that worked at this restaurant had only one option. And that was to tolerate Frank. People had to learn to deal with his awful behavior. Those that remained working in the restaurant mainly did it for the pay. The restaurant paid pretty well. As for those that didn't learn to tolerate him, ended up quitting by the next week.

Even though Frank was possibly the worst human being Blaine had ever met, he had to admit, Frank knew how to run a restaurant. As long as Blaine ignored Frank's arrogant and disrespectful attitude, he could learn something new every day. Just keep your head down, focus on your work and save up money, those were the things he had to do to reach his dream. He could do this.

However, Blaine sometimes had bad days. And on those days, there was only one thing that would lighten him up. Something that would make him smile. Something he looked forward to every day. Something he could never have, but yet, he would smile just by one single glance.

"Good morning, Blaine," a beautiful, familiar voice welcomed Blaine when he opened the door to the kitchen.

Kurt Hummel. Frank's husband.

"Morning, Kurt. What's up?" Blaine closed the door behind him as he walked into the empty restaurant.

It was almost 9 in the morning, about 30 minutes before everyone started showing up to start the day. He usually had morning shifts and always came in 30 minutes early so he could spend some time with Kurt and talk over some delicious coffee. Kurt also came to work every day around this time, much earlier than his husband. Frank always came in around noon. God only knew what he was doing before coming to work. Was he working at home or was he just sleeping in? Or maybe he thought he didn't need to come early because Kurt was always here. Blaine wouldn't know and he didn't care about it either. Because all he cared about in the mornings was this little time he could share with Kurt, alone, before everyone else arrived.

"Ugh, did you know that we have a 30 people party tonight at 5? Jeez, it's gonna be so hectic after lunch time," Kurt said, sitting down at one of the booths and looking through the reservation book. "I don't think anyone is having a break today. I'm sorry about that."

There were two cups of steaming coffee on the table already, one for himself and one for Blaine. This was something that became a habit in the morning between the two of them. Kurt usually made the coffee for him and Blaine really liked that.

"Yeah, I heard. It's not your fault, though. We can't control when people want to have a party," Blaine smiled, sitting on the opposite side of the booth from Kurt.

"Yeah, you're right," Kurt laughed.

Of course Blaine acknowledged that Kurt was a married man, married to his boss. It's not that he's hoping for something to happen between the two of them. Blaine understands and respects the fact that Kurt is married. Yes, Blaine had a crush on Kurt, but for him, just having this little morning coffee time with Kurt was good enough.

Kurt was special for Blaine. He was something he couldn't even touch. He was smart, funny, and most importantly, so beautiful both inside and outside. Blaine still remembered the first time he met him. He literally stopped breathing when he saw him for the first time. He had never seen such a beautiful man in his life. And when he saw his smile, he had to stop everything he was doing and just stare at him.

And his voice. He had never heard a voice like his. It was soft and soothing and every time he heard his angelic voice, his entire body instantly relaxed but his heartbeat would speed up. He could just sit down and listen to it all day. Those were the things Kurt did to Blaine. And even if Blaine wanted him, he didn't deserve him. He didn't have the money or restaurant like his husband. Blaine was only a kid, who had graduated from high school only a few years ago while Kurt was a 24 year old adult, who had money, job, reputation, a significant other… He had everything. Someone like Kurt wouldn't be interested in him. It didn't even matter how Blaine felt anyway. Because Kurt was taken.

But Blaine couldn't give up this morning time. Just because Kurt was married, it didn't mean that Blaine couldn't have coffee and a little chat with him, right? It wouldn't harm anything or anyone.

"So, how was your day off yesterday, Blaine? Did you do something?" Kurt asked when he finished checking the day's reservations.

"Um… I didn't do much. Slept in, did laundry, some grocery shopping… Boring, every day-off routine," Blaine answered, sipping his coffee. Kurt already knew how he took his coffee. And the coffee tasted perfect.

"Don't you have a friend…? Or boyfriend to spend a day-off with?" Kurt asked in a teasing tone. He knew Blaine's sexuality because Blaine told him before. It was no big deal. He was always open about it.

"Speaking of friends, actually, my best friend starts working here today." Blaine decided to ignore the "boyfriend" question. Kurt probably only asked from a genuine curiosity but Blaine didn't want to talk about it with him. He didn't need a boyfriend right now. He had a dream and he needed to focus on that.

"Oh!" Kurt said excited, eyes shone and suddenly remembering the person Blaine was talking about. "You mean Sterling, right? Jeff Sterling? Does he start today?" he asked. A server quit last week because of Frank, and the restaurant needed someone to fill in the spot immediately. Jeff was looking for a job, so Blaine told Kurt about him and Kurt agreed to interview him.

Usually Frank would be the one to interview applicants for the kitchen, and Kurt would interview those for servers. But on Jeff's interview day, Kurt had a cold and couldn't come in, so Frank had to interview Jeff instead. After the interview, Frank told Kurt that he was going to hire him. So Kurt knew Jeff's name, but still hadn't met him yet.

Jeff was Blaine's best friend since elementary school. He didn't go to college because he wasn't interested in it. After graduation, he tagged along with Blaine and came to New York. He didn't have a single clue about what he wanted to do. But he did know one thing. He wasn't going to be separated from his best friend. It also helped that New York always seemed appealing to him. It was such a big city and there was always something exciting happening. Well that's what he at least thought. And while he was here, he hoped he could find something that he really wanted to do. New York always did sound like a place where dreams came true.

Jeff and Blaine shared an apartment in New York. They couldn't afford to live on their own quite yet. But neither of them minded. Both boys had been friends for so long, there was nothing they didn't know about each other. This helped them live together comfortably, unlike some people who decided to live together and didn't work out as roommates because there were things they couldn't stand about each other. Jeff and Blaine had no issues about it. Of course they were both not perfect, but they knew how to deal with each other's flaws after all these years. That was why they had been best friends for so long.

"Yeah, he is very excited about it," Blaine said, finishing his coffee. "He'll come in around noon."

"Great. We are happy that he will be joining our family," Kurt smiled, sitting deeply in the seat.

"Thanks, Kurt." Kurt's smile was contagious, Blaine thought, smiling back to him.

… … …

The restaurant opened at 11:30 AM and by noon, all tables were full with reservations and walk-in customers.

As Blaine started to mix ingredients such as ground beef, eggs, cooked onion and spices into a large bowl, he saw Jeff come into the kitchen.

Jeff stopped in front of him and adjusted his black, skinny tie. "How do I look?"

"You look great," Blaine smirked at his nervous-looking best friend. The uniform of the restaurant for servers was a white shirt with a black tie, black slacks and a knee-length black waist apron. Jeff looked professional, and this was his very first day on the job.

"You really think I look great?" Jeff asked.

"Yeah, I do. Just go out there and look for Danny. He's tall, black hair, skinny guy with glasses. He's a senior server here and he'll train you today. He is a really good guy, so don't worry."

"Okay, B. Thanks," Jeff smiled at him and took off towards the restaurant.

"Good luck!" Blaine shouted back. Jeff had some experience working in restaurants before and Blaine knew he would do great here.

It was close to 1 PM when Frank finally came in.

Everyone in the kitchen gave him a friendly 'hello,' but he ignored every one of them, not even looking at them. He gave Aiden, who was in charge of the kitchen, some instructions for the party in the evening, and went back out to the back, probably going to his office to change his clothes. After a while, he came into the kitchen in a server uniform, and this time, he went to the main restaurant.

Before the restaurant opened and Blaine started working there, Frank trained him to be a cook. So he knew Frank could cook. But not once had Blaine ever seen him cooking, even when the restaurant was busy and needed help, Frank would do nothing but say "hurry up." Blaine assumed Frank didn't like cooking. He was usually in the restaurant or in his office. Then again, Blaine didn't care. If he saw less of his face around, it would be his lucky day. The less Frank, the better.

As the time went on, the restaurant became quieter. By 3, the kitchen staff began preparing for the party in the evening.

Jeff came into the kitchen and spotted Blaine. "Hey, B," Jeff called as he walked over towards him.

"Hey, Jeff. How's your first day here so far?" Blaine asked, putting a sauté pan away.

"Great. Danny is awesome. I've already taken some of my own orders!" Jeff exclaimed with a wide smile on his face.

"I know. I was here, cooking the orders you took," Blaine laughed.

"Hey," Jeff said, leaning closer to Blaine. "I need to make more coffee, but I have no idea how to use the machine. And everyone in the restaurant is busy with customers. Can you help me?"

"Sure. We have the most advanced coffee machines here. It's absolutely different from ours. I'll show you. Come on." Blaine led Jeff to the coffee machine in the kitchen.

As Blaine finished showing Jeff how to use the machine, Frank burst into the kitchen, holding a dish on his hand, looking furious. When he saw Jeff, he came to him and shouted. "Did you take the order at table 7?" he said with an anger and annoyance tone.

"Y-yes, Boss," Jeff answered. Neither of the boys knew what was going on but Jeff immediately knew he had screwed something up.

"They said they ordered chicken fajitas, not beef fajitas. And they started complaining at me! You go out there, apologize, and fix this now!"

"Frank, this is his first day," Blaine told him. "Maybe you can give him a break and you can talk to the people out there."

"Are you telling me how to do my job?" Frank asked in a harsh tone.

"No sir, I'm not," Blaine said. "I'll cook the chicken fajitas right now." Blaine moved quickly around the kitchen, going to the refrigerator back and forth to grab the right ingredients for the order.

"I'm not wiping his ass and I don't deal with people who don't respect me," Frank spat out. "Besides, this is not my mistake." Frank threw the food in the garbage bin and put the empty plate in the sink. He then stormed out the back door, not bothering to look back.

But this is your restaurant, Blaine thought, shaking his head. Everyone else in the kitchen gave Jeff a sympathetic look.

"What's going on?" Kurt came into the kitchen. He must've heard Frank's voice.

"Uh… Nothing. It was just a wrong order," Jeff said hesitantly, grabbing the order sheet Frank shoved into his hand before leaving the kitchen.

Kurt took the sheet from Jeff's hand, scanning through it and looking at what Blaine was cooking. "Okay, so not beef fajitas but chicken ones?"

"Yeah," Blaine said impressed at how quickly Kurt grasped the situation.

"I've got this," said Kurt as he walked back into the restaurant.

Jeff stared at the door to the restaurant. "What just happened?"

Blaine smiled and continued cooking the food.

A few minutes later, Kurt came back into the kitchen. "They are all good now. They are regular customers and often make small things into a big deal. Don't worry about it. Can you bring the food when it's done, Jeff?" Kurt told Jeff with a reassuring smile. He turned to Blaine. "Thanks Blaine for cooking again."

"You're welcome," Blaine smiled at him.

"Yes. Thank you," Jeff answered in awe, grabbing a coffee pot Blaine just made.

"No problem. I'm Kurt, by the way. We haven't had time to introduce you to everyone yet. Sorry. Welcome to Parkside Grill & Bar, Jeff," Kurt said with a smile and left the kitchen.

Jeff stood next to Blaine at the stove on his way out of the kitchen and whispered to him. "Who the hell was that hot guy?"

Blaine rolled his eyes, not knowing it was coming. "Don't get any ideas, Jeff. That's the boss's husband."

"What…? Him? Married to that asshole?" Jeff's eyes widened in disbelief.

"You tell me. There are so many things we don't understand about this world, Jeff," Blaine said, finishing up what he was doing and putting everything on a small grill for the customer.

"I guess. Oh, hey, don't tell Nick that I said Kurt was hot. Please?" Jeff blushed a little as he said his boyfriend's name. He just called someone else hot and he was already in a committed relationship with a guy named Nick who he loved so much.

"I won't. Here, just take this quickly before they get mad again," Blaine sighed and handed Jeff the dish.

"Thanks!" Jeff took the grill and rushed out to the restaurant.

… … …

10 PM.

"Boy, that restaurant was busy," Jeff said tiredly, sinking into the couch at his and Blaine's apartment. He opened a cold bottle of water and closed his eyes.

"I know. You'll get used to it, though," Blaine sat next to him and turned the TV on. He chuckled as he saw Jeff all worn out. Blaine had come home earlier than Jeff since he had morning shifts and it was amusing to see Jeff all worn out instead of the other way around how it usually happened.

"But at least the cooks give us great food during our breaks, and we've got great co-workers… except for one particular person," Jeff said, resting his head on the back of the couch. Blaine laughed, knowing who Jeff was referring to. "And why exactly are we working for him again?"

"Because he pays really good money," Blaine said flicking through the channels and stopping at a movie that seemed interesting. It was 'The Hunger Games.' He had heard a lot about this movie so he'll give it a try.

"Right," Jeff opened his eyes and watched the movie that was just starting. "You've told me a million times that Frank is an ass and I knew that. But man, he is evil! I'm glad Kurt saved my ass today… Wait…" Jeff looked at Blaine. "You've never told me about Kurt before. Why?"

Blaine averted from Jeff's questioning eyes and fixed his on the TV screen. "I don't know. I didn't think much. There was nothing to tell you about him."

"Really, B? I mean, he's really kind and super hot. Plus he is the bastard's husband. I think there are tons of stories to tell if you work with him every day, unless…" Jeff trailed off and stared at Blaine's side profile for a second. "Oh my God, you like him, don't you!? Like, really like him!"

"What? No! What are you talking about!?" Blaine couldn't help but blush. Jeff didn't miss that.

"You have a crush on the boss's husband?"

"I don't! Stop it or I'll tell Nick that you said Kurt was hot… twice only today! And one of them was 'super hot'!"

"It's cool, Blaine. I won't tell anyone," Jeff smirked at Blaine. "You are a good guy and good looking too. I think you two will make a cute couple. Much better than him with Frank."

Blaine gave up denying and simply turned his head towards the TV. "It doesn't matter. Kurt's married to him and that's the fact. I'm only a co-worker to him."

"You can change that, you know. You don't honestly think Frank is good for him… do you?" Jeff sounded more excited than he probably should.

"I don't want to do anything about it, Jeff. It's his life. We have absolutely nothing to do with it. Just leave it alone, please," Blaine spoke without expression.

"You're boring, Blaine." As soon as Jeff knew Blaine wasn't taking this conversation any further, he got the message and decided to drop it. Blaine was right anyway. Kurt and Frank were married. What could they do about it?

"Uh-huh. Go take a shower and go to bed, Jeff. You have the morning shift tomorrow, right?" Blaine made himself comfortable, getting ready to watch the movie in the zone.

"Yeah I do. Okay, B. Goodnight," Jeff yawned and took off to the bathroom.

"Goodnight, Jeff." Blaine sat on the couch and watched the movie until the end, then went to bed, already looking forward to tomorrow's morning coffee with Kurt.

… … ...

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