"Ugh.."
Kurt watched as Blaine slowly sat up and rubbed his eyes, looking around Kurt's room.
"Good morning Blaine, it's nice of you to finally join me."
"What?" He turned around to look at the alarm clock, which read 12:15.
"I'm so sorry, why didn't you wake me up?"
"You were totally out of it last night, so I decided I was going to let you sleep."
"I feel like shit. My head is pounding. And the light is hurting my eyes." He mumbled, covering his face with a pillow.
Kurt laughed. "Come on, get up. Coffee will help with that headache, and you can't stay in my bed all day."
"But I want to.." he pleaded.
Kurt took the pillow off of his head and threw it at him.
"Fine."
Blaine and Kurt were standing in line, getting ready to order.
"I didn't drink THAT much!" Blaine said, defending himself.
"Are you kidding? You spent the entire night sucking Rachel Berry's face. That, sir, is what we call rock bottom."
Blaine's phone vibrated and he looked down at it. "Oh my god, speak of the devil." He said quickly, before answering.
"Hi, Rachel. Kurt and I were just talking about you."
They picked up their medium drips and began walking to their table.
Kurt watched Blaine listen for a while, desperately wanting to know what Rachel was saying.
"Is she drunk?" He asked.
Blaine shushed him.
"Uhm, yeah. Uh huh. Alright, I'll see you then. Okay, bye."
They sat down at their table, and Blaine finally spoke.
"Rachel just asked me out." He said, laughing.
Kurt couldn't believe what he had just heard. "That's amazing." He said, laughing. "She's got a girl crush on you."
Blaine got up to get some sugar for his coffee.
Kurt took a sip of his. "Wait a second, why'd you say yes?" He questioned. "You can't lead her on."
Blaine looked back at him. "Who says I'm leading her on?"
He returned to the table and Kurt's mouth fell open.
"You can't be serious.."
"We kissed, it felt good."
"It felt good because you were drunk."
"What's the harm in going out on one crummy little date?"
"You're GAY, Blaine."
"I thought I was, but.. I've never even had a boyfriend before.. Isn't this the time you're supposed to figure stuff out?"
"I can't believe that I'm hearing this right now." Kurt said, looking away.
"Maybe I'm bi, I don't know."
"Bisexual is a term that gay guys in highschool use when they wanna hold hands with girls and feel like a normal person for a change." Kurt said, starting to get angry.
"Whoa whoa whoa, wait. Why are you so angry?" Blaine asked.
"Because I look up to you. I admire how proud you are of who you are. I know what it's like to be in the closet, and here you are, about to tiptoe back in."
"I'm really sorry if this hurts your feelings or your pride or whatever, but however confusing it might be for you, it's actually a lot more confusing for me. You're 100% sure of who you are, fantastic. Well, maybe we all can't be so lucky."
"Yeah, I've had a lot of luck, Blaine. I was really lucky to be chased out of high school by a bully who threatened to kill me." Kurt said coldly.
"And why did he do that?" Blaine asked.
"Because he didn't like who I was."
"Sort of exactly what you're saying to me right now. Isn't it?"
Kurt opened his mouth to speak, but didn't say anything.
"I'm.." Blaine took a deep breath before continuing. "I'm searching, okay?"
Kurt stared at him with his mouth wide open.
"I'm honestly just trying to figure out who I am. And for you, of ALL people, to get down on me for that, I didn't think that's who you were."
Blaine got up from the table.
"I'll see you. I'd say bye, but I wouldn't wanna make you angry."
He quickly left the coffee shop, leaving a stunned look on Kurt's face as he watched Blaine leave.
"Thanks for helping with the party clean up. Especially considering that you didn't even drink." Rachel said, looking at Kurt while he picked up a plastic cup and placed it in a garbage bag.
"I was in the neighborhood." He answered.
"At 10?" she asked. "Are you sure you're not hear just to find out how my date with Blaine went?"
"Oh! Was that tonight?"
Rachel shot him a look. "Look, we're friends, so I'm gonna be honest with you." She said, looking at him.
"That date was lovely." She said, smiling widely. "We saw Love Story at the Revival Theatre. We even dressed up as the characters."
"That's not gay at all!" Kurt said, going back to cleaning up. "Did you kiss?"
"No. Our lips spent the evening mouthing Ali MacGraw's dialogue. Frankly, I did expect a little snog as the date drew to a close, but I guess the timing just wasn't right." Rachel sat down.
"Or the blood alcohol level." Kurt added.
"Look." Rachel began. "I know that you have feelings for him, and I'm sure you think I'm crazy for asking him out, but Blaine is obviously conflicted, and if he turns out not to be gay, well then, I guess I will have done you a favor."
"And I'm doing you a favor.." he began, sitting down beside her. "By telling you that Blaine is the first of a long line of conflicted men that you will date, that will later turn out to be only the most flaming of homosexuals."
"Blaine and I have a lot in common."
"A sentiment expressed by many a hag about many a gay."
Rachel made a face at him.
"Look — I don't doubt that you and Blaine would have a jolly good time shopping at Burberry and arguing who would make the better Rum Tum Tugger. I don't dispute that." Kurt said, putting his hand on his chest. "But, there's something you and Blaine will never have." He paused. "And that's chemistry."
Rachel thought for a moment. "Fine." She said, beginning to nod. "But I'm gonna prove you wrong. I'm gonna take the beer goggles off and I'm gonna kiss him sober. And if the spark is still there, then I'm taking you to your bakery of choice for a piping hot slice of humble pie."
Kurt's eyes widened.
"You're on."