The courtship of Kurt and Blaine, from inside their heads.
(Never Been Kissed)
Blaine: Wow, you are pretty.
Kurt: Please be gay. Please be gay.
Blaine: I’m going to flirt with you via song, if that’s okay?
Kurt: Take me, I’m yours.
Kurt: Please tell me you are gay.
Blaine: Super gay.
Kurt: Oh thank God. Sorry, I’m going to have a minor breakdown in front of you—it’s nothing personal. It’s just that no one else in my life gives a shit and it’s sort of killing me.
Blaine: God, you sound just like me, a year ago. Let me tell you what I wish I had done.
Kurt: Confront them? That sounds like terrible advice, but you’re cute so I’ll take it.
Blaine: I mostly meant punch them in the face, but confrontation works too. Here, have my number in case you ever need someone to talk to and/or sext.