"We're never going that long without going to Scandal's again," Kurt states as they wander out of the bar, both of them sweaty and smelling faintly of liquor despite the fact that neither of them had a drink tonight.
"Agreed," Blaine says, winding his arm around Kurt's waist. "It's fun to just be us without worrying."
Kurt smiles to himself, settling his arm around Blaine's shoulders as they walk back to their cars.
"So what're you doing tomorrow night?" Kurt asks. "It's too late to do anything else now, but tomorrow's the last day of winter break and I want to see you before we go back to school and have to...you know, pretend."
"I was actually going to ask you about that," Blaine says. "I...was wondering if you wanted to go on a date. Like, a proper one."
"You - you want to go one a date with me? Like, out in public?"
"You make it sound so scandalous," Blaine teases, pressing Kurt up against his car. He dips his head down to kiss Kurt's exposed collarbone, nipping at his skin a bit and causing Kurt to suck in a sharp breath of surprise.
"Well you know we - ah - you know we don't ever go out anywhere together except for here and Starbucks," Kurt says. He's doing his best to keep them on the subject at hand, but it's hard when Blaine trails his lips up Kurt's neck and further still to capture his earlobe between his teeth.
"I know," Blaine whispers, "and I want to change that."
"You do?"
"I wanna take you out," Blaine says, "like a real boyfriend would. I mean, we still need to keep everything a secret, but I do want to take a step in the right direction and I thought that, you know, doing this might help."
"You don't need to do something you're not comfortable doing, though," Kurt says. "I eventually do want to go out with you on a real date as real boyfriends, but it doesn't have to be now, not before you're ready."
"I'm not ready to tell everyone that I'm gay. But that doesn't mean we can't go out and do stuff. The most it might do is lead people on to think that we're friends outside of school and despite what you thought a couple of weeks ago, I don't care if people think that we're friends. I wasn't lying when I said that it's hard to be around you at school and not want to - you know, act like more. To us, though, we know it's more. And that's - that's what matters to me. I hope it matters to you, too."
"It does," Kurt says softly, resting his forehead against Blaine's. "I just don't want to move too fast for you in - in that way."
"It's not too fast," Blaine assures. "You need to know that I am working up to coming out. I don't know when that will happen, but I am trying."
"I know," Kurt says before pressing a kiss to Blaine's lips. "And a date with you sounds wonderful."
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Their date turns out to be pretty fantastic. They don't run into anyone they know and Kurt thinks it has to do with the fact that the café they go to actually serves food that doesn't clog their arteries. They eat lunch together, sitting with their feet touching beneath the table and Blaine isn't shy when it comes to shooting Kurt those small, secretive smiles that make Kurt blush.
They decide to see a movie, though Kurt has to admit that he doesn't even remember the name of it because the theater is dark and they're the only ones in the back row. Everyone else is closer to the middle rows of seats, and Blaine's the one to lift the armrest so that they can sit even closer together as the movie plays out on the screen. Kurt briefly remembers that it's supposed to be a comedy, but all thoughts of laughter flee his mind the moment Blaine leans over to whisper in his ear, his breath hot and heavy against Kurt's skin.
