At around 11:30 that same night, Blaine laid awake in bed next to a sleeping Greg. He couldn't help but feel bad about what happened earlier with Kurt. He decided to shoot him a text.
Blaine: Hey! I know its late, but I just wanted to tell you I'm sorry for what happened tonight. I'll be able to sleep over on Friday after we go out with Sam and Mercedes. I'm sorry for constantly running out on you like you're some 'hump and dump,' cause you're not. You mean so much to me. I'll see you in the morning. I love you. 3
Blaine hit the send button then allowed himself to fall asleep.
The next morning Blaine found himself at the coffee shop to get his daily cup of coffee.
"Hey," Blaine greeted gently.
"Hi," Kurt replied, feeling the awkward tension between the two.
"Did you get my text?" Blaine asked, "Because I really am sorry."
"No need to apologize. I actually thought about it, and I realized I was really out of line, and just being a drama queen," Kurt replied sheepishly.
"You weren't being a drama queen, I shouldn't have acted like that," Blaine reassured.
"No, I was. I guess I've just been lonely lately, and I took that out on you," Kurt shrugged.
"Im sorry you're lonely, hopefully soon I can change that," Blaine replied.
"Its okay, I was just overreacting," Kurt said.
"So, we're okay?" Blaine asks hopefully. Kurt just nodded simply.
"Good. By the way," Blaine starts as he presented something from behind his back, "I found your Marc Jacobs scarf." Blaine ended up just buying another one so neither Kurt, nor Greg would notice.
"Thank you," Kurt gave a small smile, clearly not too impressed.
"You're not happy?" Blaine wonders.
"No, I am," Kurt lied and painted a fake smile on his face. "Thank you," he replied with a kiss on his cheek and passed him his coffee.
"You're welcome. I'll come over later, okay? But I can't sleep over, I will tomorrow okay?" Blaine said and Kurt just nodded in confirmation.
"Awesome, I'll see you soon," Blaine replied with a wink and left the café.
Once he left, Kurt released a heavy sigh.
Later that day, Kurt entered class and sat in his usual seat. He was a little early so he decided to work on some sketches. He was just leaning over to get his colored pencils from his bag, when there was a tap on his shoulder.
"Excuse me?" came a voice from behind him.
"Yes?" Kurt greeted as he whipped around. He was immediately taken aback by big, beautiful green eyes. The man in front of him was undeniably gorgeous, and seemed about the same age as him.
"I'm obsessed with your shoes! Where did you get them?" the guy asked.
"Thank you! They were actually gift. But I'm sure you can find them where ever Louboutins are sold, like a Saks or Barneys," Kurt replied politely.
"They're amazing. Im Jake by the way," he greets and offers a hand.
"Kurt," he replies and shakes his hand.
"Nice to meet you," Jake says with a smile. "You too," Kurt replies.
"So have you been watching the new season of Project Runway?" Jake asks hopefully.
"Oh my gosh! Yes!" Kurt confirms, leading them into a steady conversation up until class started. He knew they would become quick friends.
After his long day, Kurt arrives home to another note on his coffee table:
Because you've been feeling lonely lately, I got you something that should keep you company. Check your room.
Kurt, not knowing what to expect, walked to his bedroom and was greeted with a quiet, high-pitched meow.
"OH MY GOSH," Kurt exclaimed when he was met with the sight of a tiny kitten, adorning a bowtie, perched on his bed. Kurt scooped up the white, Scottish-fold and held him up to his face.
"Hi," Kurt cooed. "Arent you the cutest thing ever?" he continued.
"Whats your name?" Kurt wondered out loud as he searched his bowtie collar for the answer; he never found one, so he just decided to ask Blaine later.
"This is the cutest picture I've ever seen," Blaine said out loud.
"You said that about the last picture Kurt sent you," Sam replied as he took a sip of his Coke; They were on their lunch break and Blaine was glued to his phone.
"No seriously look," Blaine says as he shows Sam the selfie of Kurt with the kitten held up to his face.
"That is pretty cute," Sam gave in.
Blaine then received another message from Kurt.
Kurt: What's his name?
Blaine: I thought I would leave that up to you.
"Can you get off the phone," Sam sassed.
"Okay, sorry," Blaine replied as he typed out his last text. "So are you excited for tomorrow night?"
"Yeah, I'm excited to meet him, I mean you guys just became cat parents, must be serious," Sam said.
"I did /not/ become a cat parent, I don't really even care for cats," Blaine responded as he lent back.
"Then why did you get him one?" Sam asked confused.
"Because he told me he was lonely, and I know he's always wanted one," Blaine shrugged as he lent back in his chair. Sam just nodded.
"So, I heard back from Nathan about Kurt's sketches," Sam stated.
"Really, what did he say?" Blaine asked excitedly.
"He said he had a lot of potential and wants to meet him to discuss a possible internship," Sam explained.
"No way," Blaine replied excitedly.
"He said possibly, it's not definite," Sam warned.
"That's amazing, when does he want to meet him?" Blaine questioned.
"Next Thursday at 2:30 pm," Sam confirmed.
"Alright, now No more talk of this, Greg will be here soon," Blaine warned.
"This is just so strange," Sam mumbled to himself.
"You promised you wouldn't judge," Blaine said with a pointed finger.
"I'm not, Im just-" Same tried to say, but was interrupted by Greg's arrival.
"Hey guys," Greg greeted with a kiss to Blaine's cheek.
"Hey Blaine's husband," Sam said sarcastically towards Blaine, who gives him a dirty look.
"Hello Sam," Greg replied confused.
"So Blaine, considering that our year anniversary is next week, I was thinking that we could go away for a quick vacation," Greg suggested hopefully.
"Yeah that would be nice, but I have to work," Blaine tried to get out of it.
"I know, I know, but it would only be for three days, and I'm sure the office will be okay without you for a few days," Greg continued. "Please?" Greg pleaded, reminding him of the way Kurt begged him to sleep over the other night.
Blaine kept looking back and forth between Greg and Sam, trying to form an answer.
"Okay," Blaine eventually replied.
"Yay!" Greg exclaimed and latched onto Blaine.
Around 3 o'clock, Blaine walked into Kurt's apartment.
"Kurt?" Blaine called out.
"In here," Kurt called from his bedroom where he was tucked under the covers with the kitten snuggled on his chest.
"Oh my goodness, this too cute," Blaine cooed.
"I know, he's adorable," Kurt replied as he gently pet the cat.
"No, I was talking about you," Blaine corrected as Kurt just rolled his eyes.
"Did you name him?" Blaine asked as he climbed onto the bed and laid next to him.
"His name is Louis; Like Louis Vuitton," Kurt replied.
"Figures," Blaine says with a chuckle. "So I have some bad news and some good news. Bad news or good news first ?"
"I guess the bad news," Kurt sighed.
"Well, Greg and I are going on a three day vacation for our anniversary next week, and I thought you should know; so you don't ask me to come over on those days."
"Okay," Kurt says simply as he continues to pet the kitten.
"That's it?" Blaine questions.
"Yeah, I mean what do you want me to say?" Kurt asks.
"I don't know," Blaine says.
"Good news?" Kurt asked.
"Oh! Right! Well, I had Sam give your sketches to Nathan Marx-" Blaine attempted then was cut off
"NATHAN MARX!?" Kurt exclaimed, starling the kitting in process, "/the/ Nathan Marx?"
"Yep," Blaine said smugly.
"So what'd he say?" Kurt demanded as he sat up on his knees.
"He said you had a lot of potential, and wants to meet with you on Thursday to discuss a possible internship," Blaine explained simply.
"WHAT!? ARE YOU SERIOUS!?" Kurt exclaimed.
"Yes, but don't get too excited because you're not guaranteed anything," Blaine replied.
"I know, I know," Kurt responded and pecked him on the lips.
"So, Sam is really excited to meet you," Blaine tries to change the subject. "And I know you and Mercedes will get along so well.
"Yeah, I'm excited too," he replies, as Blaine starts trailing kisses down Kurt's neck.
"Blaine, not in front of our son," Kurt says with a smirk.
"Then just put him in the living room until we're done," Blaine says as he continues his kissing.
"But I feel bad," Kurt says as he coos at the kitten, "I don't want to leave my little Louis alone."
"Babe, he'll have much more fun out there than he will in here. I got him a bed," he says with a kiss to his neck, "And a scratching post," and another kiss, "and toys," and another.
"Okay, bye Louis, see you in an hour," Kurt stands up quickly and places Louis in his bed in the living room, leaving Blaine in bed laughing.
Just as he promised, Kurt walked out into the living room, only in his boxers, to retrieve his kitten.
"I missed my little Louis so much," Kurt told him as he walked back into his bedroom.
"Its true Louis; our sexy times were cut short because of you," Blaine says teasingly. Kurt just rolled his eyes and climbing back on the bed.
"That is such a lie okay? You were the one who didn't last that long old man," Kurt threw back.
"HEY!" Blaine exclaimed.
"Im just kidding babe, I love you," Kurt said into Blaine's scowling face. "Cuddle me."
Blaine obliged and took Kurt and Louis into his arms. After about ten minutes of silence Kurt finally speaks up.
"I know you don't want to be pressured, and I understand that, but its been eating away at me and I have to ask," Kurt started.
"What?" Blaine wondered.
After a few seconds, Kurt finally asks, "Would you ever leave Greg?" thankful that he wasn't facing Blaine so he didn't have to see his face.
"I don't know," Blaine told him truthfully.
"Do you want a life with me?" Kurt questions, letting Blaine take his time.
"Yes."
"Then why don't you want to leave him?"
Blaine knew this conversation was coming; he knew the best way to handle it was to be a hundred percent honest with him.
"Because I care about him and I don't want to hurt him," he replies.
A few seconds later Kurt asks, "You care about me too right?"
"Of course!" He responds quickly, "I love you."
Eventually, Kurt whispers out, "then why do you insist on hurting me?"
Something jolted through Blaine. He finally understood why Kurt acted the way he had the other night. He understood that when he would beg him stay, it wasn't to bust his balls; it was a test. A test to see how much he cared. He constantly avoided the whole decision making concept. He knew then and there that he needed to make a decision.
"You know what? I shouldn't have said anything," Kurt retracted, "I know you don't want to be pressured."
"No," Blaine stated. "You're right. I promise I will start thinking about making a decision."
"Really!?" Kurt exclaimed as he turned around in Blaine's arms. Blaine just nodded simply.
Kurt then buried kiss face into his neck and mumbled and very quiet," thank you."
A/N: It feels like I haven't posted in forever because i had been posting everyday for a while, but here is chapter 6! I hope you enjoy!