Hi! I got this idea a few days ago, so I just started writing it. I don't know how long this will be, but this is just a little introduction to the story, and I'll try to get more written in the next few days so I can post it here. Enjoy and review! :)

Blaine never knew the exact moment he fell in love with Kurt, but after he did, there was nothing that could be done to get the boy out of his mind. It was if someone had burned the image of Kurt's face in his brain, because every single little thing always brought Blaine back to Kurt. The pull of Kurt's gravity was extensive; Blaine could be sitting in his Chemistry class, learning about ions and anions and cations, and then his mind would drift to cats, and milk, and that time in the Lima Bean with Rachel and Mercedes and Kurt when Kurt mentioned that he brings Finn warm milk every night for some "lady chats". At the time he was strangely jealous of Finn for having an intimate relationship with Kurt—a brotherly friendship—but then he remembers that Kurt is one of his best friends.

He never intended to fall in love with him either. It just sort of happened. When he first met Kurt, he only meant to be a friend, a counselor, a support system, because that was what Kurt needed. Then they spent more time together and Blaine could see that Kurt no longer needed him. As a counselor, a support system. Just as a friend that could still be there for him.

There was a moment that just clicked with Blaine that made him take a step back from life and realize that hey, the one he's been looking for is Kurt. Everything about Kurt then seemed so perfect to him, his every mannerism, every quirk. Every imperfection, even, seemed perfect to him.

It was weird for Blaine to hold someone is such a high regard, but eventually accepted the fact that he was head over heels for Kurt. There was no denying it.

But Kurt had no idea. How could Blaine ever work up enough courage to tell him, to act on his feelings? It was silly to think that the one-word mantra that Blaine had preached to Kurt failed for himself. He supposed it failed for Kurt, too, because all it got him was an unwanted kiss from a closeted bully.

Yes, courage didn't work out so well, and that was why Blaine committed himself to admire from afar, because where was the harm in that? There was no way to hurt Kurt's feelings if he didn't confess his own, and he couldn't get hurt from the possibility of rejection if Kurt didn't feel the same.

Boy was he wrong about that.

Blaine had been studying in his room when he got a text from Kurt. It seemed like Kurt was excited about something, and he wanted Blaine to meet him at the Lima Bean for some coffee to tell him something. He responded that he would meet him, and he grabbed a jacket and his car keys and went down to the parking lot to his car and drove to the coffee shop.

In the car, between singing along to the songs on the radio and gazing at the passing scenery, he wondered what Kurt wanted to tell him. A small fluttery feeling grew in his stomach when he thought about it. What if Kurt wanted to tell him that he liked him? Every day Blaine thought about this possibility, but that day, it took him over until he was nearly sick with nervous apprehension at his meeting.

When he got there, he stood in line for some coffee because he saw that Kurt hadn't gotten there yet. He ordered Kurt a nonfat mocha, and a medium drip for himself, and picked out a table in the corner. He smiled back at the barista when she handed them both of the drinks and sat back down at the table. About five minutes later, Kurt walked in with a flushed smile on his face. Blaine brightened when Kurt spotted him and sat down at the table.

"Thanks for the coffee, Blaine! How much do I owe you?" he asked.

Blaine smiled. "Oh, you don't have to repay me. It's no problem. Now tell me why you've invited me here."

Kurt could hardly contain his excitement. "I'm in love," he said simply.

Blaine could feel his heart in his throat. Was this really it? "With whom, may I ask?"

Kurt smiled coyly. "Oh, I'm not going to name any names. But he's cute. He can sing."

Blaine perked up at the mention of singing. His heart beat faster in his throat. "Really?" he asked quietly.

"Yes! And he's so sweet! He's smart, and funny, and so tall!"

At the mention of tall, Blaine could feel his heart plunge into his stomach. It wasn't him. Not at all. There was no way that it could be him. He wasn't tall. In fact he was shorter than Kurt. In class pictures he was always placed in the front row because of his height.

"Tall?" he choked out. He hoped Kurt didn't notice how he tripped over that word.

"Oh yes! I think he mentioned that he plays a little basketball. Isn't this exciting?" Kurt asked.

It was far from it, Blaine thought. Instead he nodded a little too vigorously, in an attempt to cover up what he was going through. He now regretted coming to the coffee shop, but he couldn't take back this exchange if he wanted to. He was going to live through this somehow; he just hadn't figured it out yet.

"So are you going to tell me who the lucky guy is?" asked Blaine a little while later, after they sipped their coffee in silence.

Kurt considered this, then shrugged. "I don't see why not. His name's Jake. He's in the Warblers."

Blaine frowned. He didn't remember anyone in the Warblers that went by Jake. "Are you sure? I don't recall anyone with that name," he said.

"He's new, he's starting school on Monday. I met him last weekend here at the Lima Bean. We haven't talked much, but there's something about him that just jumped out at me. Do you know what I mean?"

Unfortunately yes, Blaine did know what Kurt was talking about. And it was the numerous things about Kurt that jumped out at him.

"Yeah, I do," said Blaine softly.

Kurt finished his coffee, and stood up to throw his trash away. "Well, what I was getting at was I wanted to ask you if you could make sure he gets a warm welcome to Dalton. You know, like the one you gave me. He seemed really confused when we met and I told him that you would show him around."

Blaine swore his heart stopped when Kurt asked him to do that. "I—you want me to—uh okay then. I guess." He had trouble forming coherent thoughts. First Kurt drops this bomb on him that he likes some other random guy, and now he wants Blaine to befriend him? He couldn't say no, of course. This was Kurt asking him. But he felt his heart sink lower when Kurt smiled widely in relief.

"Thank you so much Blaine. I know he'll fit right in." Kurt stood for a second longer, then moved towards the front door. "I have to get back home now, Dad's expecting me for Friday night dinners." Kurt waved a little goodbye, and Blaine watched as his roommate left him in the coffee shop with a bitter taste in his mouth and a heavy heart.

Love wasn't supposed to be like this, thought Blaine.