Inspired by Klaine week day #3, missing moments. Those scenes where RIB and Co had a huge opportunity for a great Klaine scene with their setup, and then... they totally botched it.

There might be more, there might not be. But for now, I present you with:

Missing moment: Klaine changes their relationship status on Facebook.

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"Wow," they breathed in unison after they pulled away from their second, more passionate kiss, a little breathless and a lot excited by what this actually meant for them.

"So…" Kurt began. "Does this mean…?"

"Yes, my dear Kurt, I believe it does." Blaine reached behind his back and grabbed something that Kurt couldn't see and dropped to one knee before him.

"Whoa, Blaine!"

Blaine ignored him and took Kurt's hand in his left hand. "Kurt, will you do me the honor of – "

"Blaine, what are you doing?" Kurt protested.

Blaine pulled his hand out from behind his back and presented the object in it, Kurt's phone, to him. " – changing your Facebook status?"

Kurt relaxed instantly, feeling absolutely silly that he thought Blaine on one knee before him was THAT, mere moments after their relationship had begun. "Why yes, kind sir, I do believe I shall," Kurt agreed with a grin.

Just then, a pack of wild Warblers descended upon the common room that Blaine and Kurt had been occupying, ready to begin that afternoon's rehearsal. Wes, Thad, and David took their seats at the council table and prepared to start that day's practice.

Wes grabbed his gavel and struck it on the table. "This meeting and rehearsal of the Warblers will now come to order. Any new business since we were last together, gentlemen?"

Trent looked like he was fighting to keep still in his seat. He looked surreptitiously at the phone in his hand and raised his hand.

"The council recognizes Warbler Trent," said Wes authoritatively.

"I think Kurt and Blaine have something to share with the class," Trent replied in a sing song voice.

Wes looked up from the notes on the table at Kurt and Blaine, who were quickly trying to pocket their own phones before they could be caught. "Warbler Kurt! Warbler Blaine! You know the rules about cell phone usage during rehearsal unless it can be directly linked to official Warbler business!"

David, curious as to what all the fuss was about, had taken out his own phone while Wes was busy scolding the other boys. "Um, Wes, take a look at Facebook. I'm thinking this does actually have something to do with Warbler business."

Wes, grumbling because his strict schedule had been derailed, opened the web browser on his cell to Facebook. "This had better be good," he mumbled.

Scrolling down his wall, he came across two entries that, while only minutes old, had double digit likes and comments.

Kurt Hummel is in a relationship with Blaine Anderson.

Blaine Anderson is in a relationship with Kurt Hummel.

"Oh, well, I see." Wes pasted a stern look on his face. Kurt and Blaine, noticing this look and recognizing it as Wes' "you messed with my meeting, now you must pay" look, cringed and cowered in their seats a little. Wes stared at them for a few moments before opening his mouth. All the boys in the room braced themselves for the rant they were sure would follow Wes' infamous expression.

"I am just going to say one thing," he began. "It's about damn time. Now, if you would just do me the favor of resolving all the damn unresolved sexual tension oozing from both of you ALL the time, or at the very least keep it OUT of my rehearsal space, it would be appreciated."

Blaine, accepting a few well wishes and high fives from the nearby Warblers, had the decency to blush, while Kurt just sank further into his seat, looking mortified. "Yes, Wes," they said together.

"Now, if there is no more new business?" He looked around the room, but no one so much as twitched. "All right. Now, let's work on Raise Your Glass for Regionals. Our choreography…"

Kurt and Blaine leaned back into their seats, settling in for Wes' inevitable long lecture on their dance moves. They stole a glance at each other before focusing all their attention on their fearless leader, but not before hooking their pinky fingers together on the seat between them.