All's Well That Ends Well

I Think He Knows

If you were to ask them about what happened the next day, Kurt would tell you that he had no idea how it all began.

Blaine would tell you that each move he made was planned meticulously and carefully.

Kurt would tell you that he didn't have a clue where his sudden confidence came from in that moment.

Blaine would tell you that everything was thrown off track when the lights went off and the wine came out, though he never once faltered.

But neither could tell you how it happened.

Just how it ended.

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It started the morning after Blaine's slight freakout about the lamp in the bedroom.

He woke up on the couch, the TV still on but silent. Looking down, he saw his phone buzzing next to him- the sound most likely being what woke him up- and checked the Caller ID- Sam. Of course it was him.

Blaine picked up the phone and answered with a groggy "Hello?"

"Hi, Blainey!" The voice on the other end dragged the words on, much too cheerfully.

Blaine furrowed his eyebrows in confusion. "Wait...Tina?" He held out the phone to check the Caller ID once more, still reading Sam's name. "How are you- did you steal Sam's phone?"

"That information isn't up for disclosure at the moment, Blainey Days, but we have more important matters at hand." Tina says, barely able to supress a smile.

"Who is 'we'?" He asks, slightly suspicious.

"I'm here, too," he hears Sam's voice then come through the speaker, "because someone decided to wake me up for this even though she could have done it herself."

"Hey! It was your idea!" Tina retorts, defending herself.

"I didn't say to call him at the crack of dawn! I wanted to sleep!" Sam exclaims, and Blaine only then notices how tired his friend sounded.

He listened to his friends pointless arguing for a moment before interrupting them. "As much as I love to hear your endless bickering, is there a reason you guys called me?"

Both Sam and Tina stop talking at the exact same time, and he hears faint mumbling between the two of them before a hushed "okay".

"What we're going to tell you is either going to make you love or hate us ten times more," Sam started, sounding a lot more levelheaded than before. "But I don't really care, cause I know you love us anyway."

Tina spoke up, adding, "Oh, and you can't get mad at anyone. Especially Mercedes and Mike, because they keep telling us not to do this... even though Mike was fangirling when she told us."

"Told you what?" Blaine asks, sitting up and curious.

He heard them both inhale deeply and smiled, he truly did miss his friends and their antics.

"So you know how you're like, in love with Kurt or whatever, right?" Sam asks expectantly.

"I never said that!" Blaine exclaims defensively, feeling his face heat up at the accusation.