The Singer And The Musician - Klaine [DISCONTINUED]

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If kissing is a quick peck of the lips before having to break apart, call Blaine and Kurt professionals. Between Kurt realising he should text his dad to Natalie wanting to know more about Kurt, they didn't get much alone time. Strangely, Kurt didn't mind. Playing with the younger ones and conversing with Cooper was much more fun than his home life had been in ages.

At one point Blaine had invited Kurt out for a walk, something he agreed to instantly. Cooper winked at them but they ignored him, favouring going out to see the arriving sunset.

"I should probably be going home now," Kurt sighed. Blaine wrapped his arm a little tighter around Kurt's midsection and sighed with him.

"I'd argue against that but you probably should."

"See you tomorrow?"

"Of course," Blaine responded with a fond smile, "French and glee."

"Au revoir then."

"What does that mean?" Blaine joked.

Kurt laughed, "Give your siblings some love from me. Except Cooper, he doesn't deserve any."

"Hey, don't be mean! He hasn't had a girlfriend in quite a long time."

"Bye," Kurt smiled and walked over to his car. Blaine savoured the last touch of their fingertips.

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As soon as he walked into glee practice, Kurt was bombarded with questions, most of them about Emma.

"Guys, can I explain?" The room quietened down so he continued, "Firstly, how did you even know?"

"Britts and I were in the same park in which you somehow transformed into a total dick. It looked pretty worthy of a shitty drama movie," Santana smiled evilly from where she was sitting next to Brittany in the middle row.

"And why were you and Brittany in the park?"

"It's a public park, idiot. Why wouldn't we be there?"

"We all know what's really going on, Sant-"

"Kurt," Mr Schuester spoke up, "That's enough. All of you. I don't want any of you feeling like you have to hide relationships in this room but please don't meddle with each other's private business. Now, let's begin," he clapped his hands together and Kurt took a seat at the side of the room by the band.

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"Please, guys, can we just do this one song? I promise, no more Katy Perry after this for at least three months."

"That's an odd request," Jeff stated. "But we could do that, I guess."

Blaine spoke up again, "There's... Uh, one more thing. I want to sing."

"Is this the part where we tease you for your terrible voice even though we all know you can sing," Wes asked, "or the part where we gladly let you because you're breaking out of your shell?"

"The latter would be just fine, Wes."

"Technically we have time to work out the arrangements now if we want," David said.

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Kurt opened up his laptop and found a bunch of emails plus several YouTube notifications.