Disclaimer: I do not own Glee.
A/N: More was not enough. I needed..., need Magical.
Magical
'It is a word people don't usually use a whole lot,' Kurt thinks to himself as he walks up to the spot he had found written down in the letter, short, Blaine had left on his bedcovers.
They had fallen asleep last night, tightly wound around each other – more one than two. Wholly intertwined in that impossible looking way that Burt makes fun of, with happiness, warmth and love in his voice and words, every time he finds them asleep like this on the living room couch that summer.
Kurt knows the smile just as well as Blaine by now. And as much as Kurt usually ends up grumpy when woken from his sleep, '…getting to see dad smile like that makes the sleep interrupted so worth it, every time.'
It is a smile as bright as the one Blaine is wearing right now, as Kurt spots him on the picnic blanket in their spot in the park and their eyes meet.
Not walking the same paths as everyone else, whatever your reasons may be, allowes you to find the most beautiful amazingly fantastical places there are to be found. And people.
Kurt cannot help the thought, says it out loud as he sinks down directly into Blaine's arms. "You are the most magical person I know. With you every place is bright and warm and…."
Kurt feels like he could go on for hours, Blaine's lips on his are a beautiful , the most beautiful way though he can think off, the best reason, maybe the only…not having to use words but being able to show Blaine how deeply he loves him. And Kurt smiles into the "I love you," Blaine breathes into the kiss still lasting, and breathes it right back, "I love you." Breathes and thoughts one, alive, so alive.