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October 3rd, evening

“I didn’t get the chance to finish watching The Big Lebowski while it was on Netflix,” Kurt sighed as he thumbed easily through the iPad open on his lap. His finger kept snagging on the protective covering during his classes, and he had discarded it out of frustration just the day before. “They didn’t take away Clueless, did they?” he asked a little louder as Blaine put an undershirt over his sopping wet curls.

April 22nd, evening 

“This...this is exactly how I want to spend the rest of this semester. At school, sure--” Kurt yawned into the warmth of Blaine’s soft neck and tucked himself in closer, “But...here, specifically.”

It had been a whole hour since they had abandoned their homework and reading assignments, choosing instead the comfort of each other’s arms. Before his eyes started to betray him with heaviness, Kurt would look down and smile at their tangled limbs. Half of Blaine’s shirt was peeled off and Kurt’s trousers were pooled near his shins. They had kissed and smiled and exchanged flirty grins, but they were too cold and sleepy to do anything more than curl up next to each other.

March 7th, 11pm

Kurt tightened his hold on Blaine's warm hand as they made their way through the long, brightly lit hallway of Kurt's dormitory. His face hurt from smiling for the last three hours as he and Blaine spent another enjoyable evening together. 

Their second date together was just as exciting and thrilling as the first. For someone who usually preoccupied himself with worrying over conversation topics and the other person's level of boredom, Kurt had let more than an hour pass before realizing that neither of them had run out of things to say. There was truly something prize-worthy about dating your best friend.

"I had a lot of fun tonight, those three hours really went by fast. I can't believe it's so late already," Kurt noted, looking sadly at his phone and at the time it displayed.

December 4th, 5pm

Kurt fidgeted with the protective plastic covering his phone, occasionally looking up at the clock just in time to be reminded that he had ten very long minutes until his shift ended.

He had already finished his work for the day, and had gotten a head start on tomorrow's work. His supervisor was on an errand, and the library was only populated by the few students who were getting a jump start on studying for midterms.

He unlocked his phone and found Blaine's name in his recent texts. 

October 18th, evening of Homecoming

Song: A Shot of Rhythm and Blues, The Beatles

"Do you like the boutonniere?" Kurt asked nervously for the third time that night as he and Blaine waited in line to secure a horse-drawn carriage to themselves. The white carnation looked beautiful against Blaine's lapel, drawing his entire outfit neatly together. For two people who were going to Homecoming as 'just friends', the evening had turned out to be rather romantic. His shoulder kept brushing against Blaine's, and try as he might, he couldn't suppress his grin the entire night nor could he help the shy glances they kept exchanging. 

August 14th, noon

Song: Do You Want To Know A Secret, The Beatles

Kurt held his lunch tray with one hand and stuffed his iPhone into his back pocket with the other, hoping that the soup that the lunch attendant had placed precariously on his tray wouldn't slide off in the process. He was just in the middle of looking for an empty table where he could review Physics questions, when he spotted the familiar face of Blaine Anderson. His stomach did a familiar swoop and Kurt had a minute-long internal battle about whether or not he should walk over. 

July 23rd, 8pm

Kurt kept his eyes on his physics homework, trying exceptionally hard to concentrate on his book and not on looking up at the door every five seconds. He shouldn't let the anticipation of seeing Blaine in the library eat away at him, but he definitely did. He couldn't help but smile every time Blaine came by to say hi and distract him.

The closer he came to the end of his shift, the more concerned he became that Blaine was too busy to show up.

July 14th, 8pm

Song: A Day In The Life, The Beatles

Kurt wiggled his highlighter lazily in his fingers; he was supposed to be studying his physics notes, but he was much more focused on the fact that the library was emptier now that dinner was over.

His usual company hadn't come by to talk to him, and Kurt had spent the better half of the last hour writing song lyrics on scrap paper they kept by the monitor. He hoped Blaine wasn't too busy to come by today; he had been looking forward to their daily chats. More so now that they had sung together. Twenty four hours had passed, and Kurt still had Blaine's voice stuck in his head.