Author's Note: Takes place one month after part three. Kurt's friends stage an intervention.

"...What is going on?" Kurt asked Rachel, Mercedes, Tina, and Elliott as he walked in the door, eyes immediately going to the 'Intervention' banner behind them.

"Kurt-" Rachel started.

"This is not an episode of How I Met Your Mother," he said, moving past them to put his bag in his room.

"Kurt, come back here!" Tina called after him.

He rolled his eyes, taking his time putting his things away until he heard a whispered, "Should I call Santana?"

Straightening up, he eyed the privacy curtain, before squaring his shoulders and returning to the living room. "Okay," he said, facing the four of them, arms crossed. "What is this intervention about? I haven't bought a scarf in two months."

The girls glanced at each other. After a moment, a decision appeared to have been reached because Mercedes took a step towards him. "It's about Blaine..."

"Umm... okay?" Kurt shot them all a puzzled look. "Actually, not okay. What? Why do I need an intervention concerning Blaine? In the six months since we officially started dating I've cancelled plans on you guys once to go hang out with him. And I still see or talk to all of you a few times a week."

"It's not about that," Elliott interrupted. "You've been surprisingly adept at balancing everything. It's about the way Blaine treats you."

Kurt raised an eyebrow. "Oh... kay?"

"He treats you like a booty call, Kurt!"

He turned his attention to Rachel. "Where are you getting this from? He does not treat me like a booty call."

"He's almost never here when I go to bed, but then in the morning I find him eating breakfast in our kitchen. Most of the time when we all go out, he doesn't come with us, even though we invite him! And just the other week he bailed after only a half hour at your birthday party," she declared loudly. "Why would he be doing that if he actually wanted to be with you, Kurt?"

Kurt took a breath, trying to keep his temper in check. All he wanted to do was yell at them all for insulting his relationship and his boyfriend as though he didn't know how to take care of himself, but he knew they were having this intervention because they were worried. And looking at it from an outsiders perspective he supposed they did really have a reason to be concerned. "He's not treating me like a booty call," he said, taking a calming breath. "And he works most evenings, so he can't make it to a lot of our outings. We get lunch on campus all the time and hang out and study. You guys just don't see that because you're not there. I do appreciate your concern though." He fought down the temptation to glare at them all before storming into his room. "So," he said, a tone of forced calm. "I'm going to go shower to get the diner stench off of me. When I get back can we all pretend this never happened and just watch some TV or something?"

"There's a Pawn Stars marathon on that I was hoping to catch," Elliott said cheerfully.

"Ugh," Kurt groaned. "You guys work it out, but I'm voting against that."

"Hold up," Mercedes interjected. Kurt raised an eyebrow at her. "I want to have lunch or something with the two of you this week."

"Me too!" Tina interrupted. "Well, it would have to be today or tomorrow because I'm leaving to-"

Kurt sighed, but smiled fondly. "How about I see if he can hangout tonight? Would that please all of you? He said he might be working a short shift tonight."

The girls nodded enthusiastically while Elliott commented dryly, "What if he's threatened by my how on point my outfit is tonight?"

Kurt snorted. "He's dating me. I think he's used to fabulous outfits." He took a step towards his room, "I'll be out in a bit.

Kurt: Any chance you can take the night off?

Kurt: My friends just staged an intervention because they're worried about our relationship

Kurt: So if you could come hangout for the night that would probably help get them off my back. Plus Rachel wouldn't keep looking at you suspiciously over breakfast!

Kurt: If you can't though that's okay too. Just at some point it would be good.

Kurt set his phone down, locking it before heading to the shower. He hoped Blaine would agree. He'd been slowly trying to wear him down on the concept of taking an evening or two off every week, but Blaine constantly worried about not being there for someone in their time of need. Kurt had reminded him that in order to protect people Blaine needed to take care of himself but... he could be stupidly stubborn about things.

Twenty minutes later he hopped out of the shower and was surprised to hear Blaine's voice.

"I was actually on my way over when I got his text. My boss gave me the night off so I wanted to surprise- Kurt!" Blaine positively beamed at him when he excited the bathroom in his pajamas.

"You got here fast," Kurt commented, kissing Blaine on the cheek as he headed into his bedroom.

"I almost got to see the Intervention banner," Blaine called after him.

Rachel let out an indignant squawk while Kurt laughed loudly. "You told him about that already?"

Kurt returned to the living room to see Blaine staring wide-eyed at Rachel. "Wait, there was an actual banner? Can I borrow that actually? It could come in handy with my friend Sam."

"Is this an Ohio thing?" Elliott commented, getting up to grab a drink from the kitchen. "Because none of my friends would try to stage an intervention."

"You helped with this one," Kurt pointed out, nudging Blaine's arm so he'd put it around his shoulders.

"I wanted to see what it would be like. And I have to say, I thought there would be more yelling. Tina had me hoping for a few musical numbers."

Kurt glanced over at her. She shrugged. "Rachel had a few duets ready to go."

"It's always good to be prepared with a few-"

"Can we fast forward to the part where interrogate Blaine before watching a movie?" Mercedes cut in.

Kurt sat up, Blaine's arm falling off his shoulders at the movement. "I did not invite my boyfriend over so that you could interrogate him. We can just go to his place if yo-"

He felt a hand on his arm and stopped talking, glancing over at Blaine instead. "What do you want to know?" Blaine asked her, leveling Mercedes with a steady gaze. "You all clearly have some concerns and I'd rather address them now than have it become a big problem down the road."

"Do you love him?" Mercedes asked, quickly while Kurt shot her a nasty look.

Before Blaine could answer however, Rachel, Tina, and Elliott all chimed in with questions of their own.

"Why do you treat Kurt like a booty call?"

"What are your intentions with Kurt?"

"Will you come jam with me sometime?"

"You guys," Kurt groaned. "We already went over this. Can't we just have a nice night?"

Blaine laughed. "Yes I do love him," he reached over and twined their fingers together, smiling at Mercedes.

"What about-" Rachel started to ask again.

"I don't treat Kurt like a booty call," Blaine answered her earnestly. "We see each other during the day and I have work in the evening. I come over afterwards sometimes because it's nice to sleep in the same bed," he added, blushing.

"Where do you work?" Rachel asked skeptically.

"Wait- do you think he's a gigolo?" Kurt threw a pillow at Rachel. "He's not Brody!"

"Well, then he won't have a problem telling us what he does!" Rachel insisted.

"I work at a LGBT call center. I got assigned to the evening shift before I met Kurt. It works the best with my schedule and it's when the most calls come in."

"Oh- I- okay," Rachel deflated a little. "That is a very important cause."

Blaine nodded before turning to Tina. "And your question was about my intentions?"

Tina nodded back.

"I think that's between Kurt and I, but-" he covered Kurt's ears jokingly. "I think it's going very well and I have every intention of keeping it that way."

Kurt batted his hands away, laughing. "Are we all done now? Can we watch a movie or play Pictionary or something?"

"What about my question?" Elliott asked, even as he got up to grab the game.

"We can totally jam together sometime."

"Awesome," Elliott returned, game in hand. "Okay, how're we dividing into teams?"

"Dibs on Kurt and Blaine!" Mercedes declared.

"No fair," Tina whined, couples can't be on the same team.

"As long as I can sit next to Kurt I'm okay with that."

"Oh, you're going down, Anderson," Kurt smirked at him.

Blaine grinned back, "As. If."

"Okay, okay we get it, you're cute together," Elliott said. "Let's divide into teams. Rachel, do you want to pick first?"