Blaine Anderson lived a normal life in New York. Well, as normal as you can when you are an emergency room doctor. His days would normally consist of taking care of patients and documenting charts. Then he would go home, curl up on the couch with some take out food and watch the end of some sports game.
His friends would always tease him that he needed to spice up his love life, but Blaine would always say he never had time. Which was only partly true. The other part was that he hadn't met the right person yet. He was never in to the whole bar/club scene, now that he was out of college. Blaine wanted to meet someone the old fashioned way. He was still young, he could wait.
“So, any plans for this weekend?” Blaine's friend, Santana asked, as they were in the doctor's lounge. Santana was a nurse in the E.R and they had been friends for a long time.
Blaine looked up from the magazine he was reading and shook his head.
“Oh come on Blaine, you have to be doing something this weekend. This is the first weekend you've had off in months. Aren't you going to do something?” Santana whined.
Blaine smirked. “My plans are my own business Santana.”
Santana rolled her eyes. “Look, I am not going to have you sit around your apartment all weekend and mope. Brittany is off this weekend too, so we are taking you out and we are going to show you a good time.”
Blaine laughed. “I don't think so Santana, but thanks anyway.” he placed his magazine down on the small coffee table in front of him and stood up. “Now if excuse me, I have to get back to work.”
“I'll be at your apartment at 7:00, be ready to go by then.” Santana shouted as Blaine walked out of the lounge.
“Santana trying to get you to enjoy your weekend?” nurse Quinn teased, as she handed Blaine a patient's chart.
Blaine shook his head. “Don't ask.”
Quinn just laughed and followed Blaine into an exam room.
In another part of New York, Kurt Hummel, famous fashion designer and father of two was always busy. He was always running around because he had two children to take care of. 8 year old daughter Lila, who was his little princess, and 3 year old son Cory, who was a mini version of Kurt. Lila and Cory were Kurt's world. Especially Cory who had down syndrome. Taking him to all of his special therapies ate a lot of his time during the week. But on the weekends it was spent just the three of them. That's the way they liked it.
Kurt had been a single father since before Cory was born. When they found out they were having a baby with special needs, Kurt's ex-husband decided that he couldn't handle it and decided to leave. Lila doesn't remember her other father that well, and Kurt wanted to keep it that way.
Ever since then, his family and friends had been trying to get Kurt to start trying to start date again, but he always refused.
“Come on Kurt. I think it would be good for you to go out for at least a couple of hours.” Rachel suggested.
Rachel was having dinner with Kurt and the kids as she always did as their weekly Friday night dinners. Something Kurt's family had done when his mother was alive up until he moved away for college.
Kurt shook his head. “Rachel, you know I don't like leaving the kids after I've been at work all week.”
Rachel sighed. “Come on Kurt. It'll only be for a couple of hours. And I'll be here to watch them.”
Kurt looked at her in the eyes. He knew there was no getting out of this. He sighed. “I'll tell you what. I'll think about it.”
Rachel squealed as she jumped and clapped her hands. She wrapped her arms around Kurt and kissed his cheek.
“You'll have fun. I promise.” she stated.
Kurt nodded, reluctantly. “Yeah, yeah, yeah.”