Author's Note: Just a cute drabble for Day three of Klaine Hiatu Madness, Life's a Beach. This is short but I personally thing its adorable (shut up its totally allowed to think your own work is adorable).

Disclaimer. I don't own glee.

"Kurt! Come on! There it is! You see it? The sand. The water. What if we see a shark?" Blaine asked, pulling the cooler out of the back of the truck. "Why are you still sitting in the truck?"

Kurt groaned opening the door and climbing out. "Sharks live in salt water. This is a river and isn't salty. It's fresh. Why couldn't we stay at a hotel for our vacation like a normal person."

"No, you promised Kurt! I get to choose our summer vacation since last fall we went to Amsterdam. And you have to admit this is a whole lot cheaper." Blaine said, tossing the tent bag on his shoulder. "Are you going to help?"

Kurt rolled his eyes but grabbed the last few things, following Blaine to the camping spot they rented for the time being. Blaine immediately went to work pitching the tent, with Kurt watching, perched on the cooler. Once the tent was up Blaine turned, wrapping his arms around Kurt, "Come on. Let's go swimming before we do roast hot dogs over a fire."

Kurt stood, pulling off his tanktop, "Fine. You best be glad I love you."

"I am." Blaine kissed Kurt's cheek, "I really am. Now come on, there's fish in there! We get to swim with the fish!"

Kurt laughed, he was married to a kid. Blaine ran through the sand to the water, dragging Kurt with him, the water was warm from the suns rays and Blaine wasted no time going under letting his curls get soaked. Kurt carefully waded out farther until he had to tread the water to stay afloat. Blaine joined him smiling like an idiot. "Your hair isn't wet."

"No its not." Kurt replied trying to swim away from him. Blaine smirked, grabbing his husband's waist and pulling him under. Kurt emerged an evil glint in his eyes as he splashed Blaine, "I hate you. I hate you so much."


Kurt leaned his head on Blaine's shoulder, holding his arm, "You were right this is fun. You never see stars like this in the city."

"I do. The brightest star I have ever seen lives in the city." Blaine said softly, pulling Kurt to him. "I'd trade every single one of these stars for you."

Kurt kissed Blaine's bare shoulder, "You're cheesy and I love you."

"I love you too. How about we go skinny dipping?" Blaine asked, knowing Kurt wouldn't go for it.

Kurt snorted, "You know what, yeah, let's go. I don't see anyone else around, a little late night in the nude in a lake sounds fun. But I want smores first!"

Blaine stood, pulling Kurt up and to their dying fire, together they roasted marshmallows, squishing them between graham crackers and chocolate before making a mess trying to eat them. Blaine kissed Kurt, deeply, his tongue chasing the chocolate and sticky marshmallow taste, Kurt gripped Blaine's back, pulling him even closer, both of them were giggling and Blaine finally fell, pulling Kurt on top of him. "I have a feeling we're going to get sand in unmentionable places."

Kurt snorted, lifting off of Blaine slightly, "How about we go to the tent instead of skinny dipping then?"

Blaine scrambled up, dousing out the fire and dragging Kurt to the tent, barely taking the time to zip it before kneeling between Kurt's legs and kissing him deeply. Yeah camping sure was fun, and they could mark 'tent-sex' off their bucketlists.

Author's Note: See I told you it was cute.