Hi there! Im Alexx! Ive had this story written for quite a while now, but because I am dyslexic I waited until I found a beta (Who is my awesome friend Caty!) to publish.

SPOLIER/WARNING: This story contains mild abuse, and is NOT Sebastian friendly. Dont fret though, I will include plenty of fluff and loving between our boys to even it out. This is rated M for a reason because there will be smut.

I dont own Glee (:

Enjoy!

Checking his reflection in the mirror one last time, Kurt danced out of his bathroom and over to his window, stopping only to slip his shoes on. He glanced out to the driveway, anxiously waiting for Blaine to arrive.

It was only a few moments later when he saw what could only be headlights shine into his room. He quickly rushed downstairs, only tripping once (thank you very much), and opened the door before his boyfriend had the chance to knock.

"Hey baby," Blaine greeted, stepping just inside the door to link his hand with Kurt's, "Ready to go?"

"Of course," Kurt answered and they made their way to Blaine's Prius.

Once inside, Kurt couldn't help himself from reaching over and pulling Blaine into a deep kiss.

"Love you," he whispered.

"I love you too," Blaine whispered back against his lips, pecking him once more and pulling out of the Hummels' driveway.

They rode the short distance to the Lima Bean in silence, Kurt's hand on Blaine's thigh, tapping along with the music from the radio.

When they were finally settled in their usual spot (table for two, near the corner, under the painting of a coffee shop window overlooking the Eiffel Tower) both realized what this moment meant. Throwing caution and care to the wind, Blaine allowed himself to sit as close to Kurt as possible; his arm draped on the chair back. While Kurt himself snuggled into Blaine's side and placed the hand that wasn't holding coffee, once again on Blaine's thigh.

But still, the conversation stayed minimal:

"I think this is the best coffee we've had here," one would whisper.

"I agree... Funny how things work out like that," the other would reply.

Then there were no words, just tender touches and kisses.

Sooner than they wanted their barista notified them that the shop was closing. They disposed of their cups and walked slowly out into the November cold.

They walked along the sidewalk with their arms linked until they came across the neighborhood playground.

They found themselves sitting with Kurt's back leaning against Blaine's chest, his arms around Kurt's waist. Both watched the wind blow the swings back and forth.

And before Kurt knew it, one tear slowly rolled its way down his cheek, turning into two, and two turning into a quiet sob. He promised he wouldn't do this. Wait until the night was over, at least. But he couldn't help it.

(FLASHBACK)
It was a Tuesday night; Kurt was cleaning up after dinner when he heard his dad call him from the front door. He was shocked to see Blaine standing in the doorway, considering that his house was at least 45 minutes away, and he had gone home from their coffee date after school not even 3 hours ago.

"Hey honey, what's up?" Kurt asked, looking at his dad for help. His dad just patted him on the shoulder and walked back into the living room.

"Blaine?" he asked again.

"Can we go to your room and talk?" Blaine replied quietly.

"Of course, come on." He grabbed his boyfriend's hand, and gently guided him up the stairs. He was starting to really worry for Blaine. Whatever it was, they would handle it together.

"So what's up? Is something wrong?" Kurt sat on his bed, Blaine on the desk chair across from him.

"Kurt, I, uh... My dad got a promotion," Kurt was puzzled, "Honey, that's great! Wasn't this going to make things better for your family?"

"Yeah, for my family." There was a long pause, "His new office is great... and it's in Dallas."

Kurt could physically feel every cell in his body go cold.

"Dallas, Texas?" Blaine just watched the tip of his tennis shoe rub the carpet, and nodded.

"That means-" Kurt refused to finish the sentence.

"We leave the end of the month."

"What are we gonna do?"

Kurt was pulling threads from his blankets when he asked, and the only response he heard was a strangled noise from Blaine. His head shot up. He noticed there were now tears on Blaine's cheeks. He was in his lap instantly, cradling Blaine's head against his chest and running his fingers through his curls

"Honey, it's okay. Let's talk about this, okay?" he said, fighting tears, himself.

Kurt brought them both over to his bed, laying Blaine down and cuddling into his side, head on his chest.

"I can't do it Blaine," Kurt whispered.

"I know... I just-" Blaine sighed, "I know."

"I love you with all of my heart, but Blaine you know this stuff only ends up destroying people."

"I know it does. And that's the last thing I want."

"Me too."

"So what do you want to do?"

"You leave at the end of the month? That gives us 16 days."

"Are you saying we-"

"It's our only shot at closure."

Blaine sighed again, "Okay."

"Okay?"

Blaine sat up, taking Kurt's hands and sitting next to him, their legs hanging off the side of the bed.

"Okay. But only if you promise me one thing."

"Anything honey," Kurt assured.

"Promise me that when I come back, I get one night with you, one date, just to see if we could be together after all that time apart."

"Blaine that's 2 years-"

"Please?"

"Alright honey."

"I love you so much" Blaine whispered.

"I love you too honey," Kurt smiled, bringing their lips together for a long kiss.
(END FLASHBACK)

That's how they ended up here, crying into each other's coats, and clinging to every last moment they had together.

"Blaine?" Kurt sniffed, "I'm gonna miss you so freaking much."

"I'm gonna miss you too baby," Blaine sobbed in return. Blaine leaned in to kiss Kurt.

It was deep, and easily the most passionate kiss they had ever shared. Kurt was clinging to the lapels of Blaine's pea coat and Blaine's arms were wrapped tightly around Kurt's waist. Their tongues caressed and explored and tasted every last bit of the other's mouth and neither one could breathe but it was glorious. They had already had their last bout of lovemaking the previous night at Blaine's while his parents were at meetings. It was bittersweet, and the kiss they were sharing now resembled the urgency they had then. Blaine broke away first, moving to places kisses on Kurt's neck, Kurt buried his face into Blaine neck in return, and just let the feel of him sink in one last time.

Blaine eventually calmed enough to place a sucking kiss to Kurt's earlobe before whispering, "It's late. Let's get you home."

Reluctantly they walked the same path back to Blaine's car, again riding in silence.

The walk up to Kurt's driveway was uncomfortable. Their hands were shaking and their breathing irregular.

And then they stood, face-to-face in front of the door.

"Bye, Kurt," Blaine said, moving in for a hug.

Kurt felt a wave of fresh hot tears streaming at those words.

He held Blaine closely, "Bye, Blaine."

One last kiss to the cheek and one last "I love you," and then Blaine was gone.

I already have most of the rest of the story written, and will update as often as possible. But I would still love to hear your opions and advice and what you guys would like to see! Because honestly I dont have enough confidence in this story to carry on without some sort of feedback (: Have a wonderful day, loves!