A/N: hey there! So this is kinda a multi-chapter that's solely inspired by MY vacation to British Columbia!
This is just the intro of sorts, leading up to the exciting stuff! This is just the introduction, all the boring structural stuff (so the rest of the story can make sense!), but there are cute klaine moments! Don't you fret! And some tear jerking moments! (well, they made ME cry. Can't speak for you haha)
ENJOY!
****READ THE BOTTOM A/N IN REGARDS TO NEXT CHAPTER****
Kurt and Blaine weren't your typical teenage boys, in most cases. They enjoyed Broadway musicals over video games, they preferred to be shopping than watching wrestling, and oh yeah, they were boyfriends.
They had been dating a few months and couldn't wait to get the summer off to spend more time together. They had big plans for the summer, and all the time in the world to do so.
It was the very beginning of summer holidays for both juniors, and the list of things to do before summer ended seemed, well, endless. But all their planning and the multitude of lists looked like they were going to go to waste because of one slight change of plans…
"We're going where?" Kurt squeaked. He had risen to his feet as Burt announced the family summer plans.
"We're going to Vancouver. I told you this months ago! I told you not to get too excited about summer because we were visiting your aunty Em." Burt gave Kurt and Blaine an apologetic look.
"But dad! At that time, I didn't have a boyfriend that I planned to spend the summer with! I can't just be gone for two months and leave Blaine hanging!" Kurt gestured to Blaine, who sat silently. He was almost begging for his dad to cancel the entire trip, as unlikely as it was.
"I'm sorry, Kurt. But I promised Em and the kids that we would be there. The kids really like you, Kurt. Especially Cara. She loves shopping with you! Plus, Em could use some company." Burt was truly sorry for springing this on Kurt so—somewhat—suddenly.
"Don't get me wrong, I adore aunty Em, and Cara and Evan, but I can't leave Blaine here alone! He's—he'll—I—" Blaine tugged on Kurt's hand. Kurt turned to Blaine. He took one look into his pleading eyes and plopped back into his seat.
Kurt cuddled himself into Blaine's side. He nuzzled into Blaine's warm neck, not caring that his father was in the room. Blaine seemed to care just as much as Kurt, for, without hesitation, he pressed a firm kiss to Kurt's head while stroking his side comfortingly.
"I don't want to leave." Kurt so nearly whimpered.
Blaine's thumb traced a soothing circle pattern onto Kurt's hip. Blaine pursed his lips; he wasn't exactly sure what to say. He couldn't say what he was thinking, "I don't want you to go either." that wouldn't end well. So he just pressed another kiss to Kurt's temple, aiming for comfort.
"Kurt, I'm sorry. But my decision is final. I'm real sorry, Blaine." Burt stood awkwardly before leaving the room hastily.
Just as Burt exited, Carole entered the house, grocery bags in tow. "Hi boys," She said in her normal, cheery tone.
Blaine twisted his head to give her a faint smile. "Hi, Carole." He spoke softly.
Carole sensed the mood of the room and dropped the bags before sitting down across from the unhappy couple. "What's wrong, boys?" She sounded concerned, and with Kurt and Blaine's track records, she had every right to be.
Blaine and Carole waited for Kurt to answer, but he didn't, he simply snuggled in closer, if that was possible. "Burt just told Kurt about your trip to Vancouver. He doesn't wanna go, and frankly, neither do I." Blaine rubbed his nose against Kurt's hair, inhaling it's refreshing scent, a scent that was only and so very Kurt.
Carole nodded in understanding, in truth, she'd completely forgot about the trip up until this moment. To her, it wasn't a big deal at all, a nice family vacation, and a chance to meet some of Burt's relatives; relaxing and fun. Carole hadn't really thought about how Kurt and Finn would be affected.
"I guess we didn't take this kind of stuff into consideration. Kurt and Finn were both single when Burt planned this, that I remember." Carole felt genuine sadness for the boys. Kurt and Blaine were nothing but adorable whenever they were in her presence, and Carole couldn't forgive herself if this family vacation was to cause troubles between the two. A part of her wondered how Finn would take this, but she assumed something similar—probably less heartfelt—to this.
"There must be something I can do to make this easier on you." Carole spoke, mostly to herself. Carole thought for a moment, running through possibilities. Cancel the trip, no. Come back early, no. Leave later, no. Bring them with us… "Blaine!" Carole shouted, which surprised both Kurt and Blaine, making them jump a little.
"Y-yes?" Blaine asked curiously.
"You can come with us! And Rachel! Oh! This is such a good idea!" Carole nearly began clapping her hands with joy at her idea.
"W-would Burt…would he…he'd allow that?" Blaine was a little confused. Though the idea was wonderful, and would make the summer much better than the alternative, it seemed slightly far-fetched.
"I'm sure I can talk him into it, there will be some restrictions, of course, but…why not! You are practically a part of the family, Blaine. Though I can't say the same for Rachel, I know it would make things easier on everyone if they had their significant other there." Carole patted Blaine's knee with assurance before rising to find Burt.
Kurt looked at Carole with a blank expression as her and Blaine conversed. He knew it wouldn't be an easy sell, but Carole was his dad's wife for crying out loud. If there was something that Kurt's begging and bargaining couldn't get, Carole's empty threats and stern looks could.
As Carole almost left the room, Kurt found his voice again. "Thank you,…mom." Kurt couldn't look at Carole to gauge her reaction to what he'd just said, and though he was apprehensive, the word sat nicely on his tongue.
Carole really was, dare he say it, his mom. Though she could never replace Elizabeth, she had—without question—taken Kurt under her wing as if he was her own flesh and blood. And for that, there was no room for a reason as to why she couldn't be Kurt's mom.
Carole felt tears prickling her eyes as she heard the word fall from Kurt's trembling lips. She'd never asked Kurt to call her that, she'd never even broached the subject. For Kurt to simply say it on his own accord probably made the whole situation that much more endearing.
Before Carole had a chance to burst into happy tears, she put on her brave face as she ventured to talk to Burt.
As soon as Carole disappeared through the kitchen door, Blaine turned to face Kurt, pulling his face to his, lips meeting in a soft kiss. As Blaine pulled away, Kurt's lips puckered in an adorable awe, his eyes a little wider, and his cheeks a little darker.
"What was that for?" Kurt spoke while holding back a sigh.
"Just for being you. I'm really…I don't know, proud? I guess you could say that. I know that wasn't exactly easy for you, so I'm proud of you." Blaine placed a small kiss to the tip of Kurt's nose. Kurt was defenseless against the adorableness that was Blaine Anderson, so he let out a soft giggle. Blaine was almost positive it was the cutest sound he'd ever heard.
"I'm not really sure what to say to that," Kurt admitted shyly. Blaine could almost feel as the color flourished Kurt's cheeks. Kurt looked away modestly, avoiding Blaine's hazel gaze.
Blaine stared at Kurt, almost longingly. Kurt was beautiful to no end. His hair was that perfect shade of brown, one that couldn't be duplicated in a salon. His skin was smooth and colorless, making his electrifying blue eyes stand out. His lips were thin and long, in a perfect swooping shape, allowing the adorable way that his teeth never showed when he smiled. Individually, all of these things made Blaine swoon. Collectively, they made Blaine fall even more in love with Kurt.
Blaine often found himself staring at Kurt like this, just looking. Sometimes he wondered if Kurt did the same when he wasn't looking. As hard as Blaine tried, it was hard not to stare at Kurt. His beauty was beyond anything he'd ever seen, undefined, original, indescribable.
"I love you." Blaine divulged suddenly. Though he'd said the words before, and Kurt had heard the words before, it never made it less surprising when they were spoken. The sheer fact that they loved, and were loved in return, was mind boggling to both of them.
"I love you, too." Kurt whispered, so only Blaine could hear. Though it wasn't necessary, it gave Blaine all the more reason to cuddle in closer to Kurt.
Kurt and Blaine both turned their heads in synch as they heard Carole's raised voice. "Burt Hummel! I suggest your pull your head out of your ass! He's not a baby anymore, and neither are you! Start acting like a grown man for god's sake!"
Kurt's breath hitched, he'd never heard Carole yell before. He wanted nothing more than to jump up and defend his dad.
"Don't worry, love. She means well," Blaine stroked Kurt's cheek gently with his thumb. "Besides, she's only trying to defend you. She really loves you, you know." Blaine spoke with comfort.
"Kind of like I really love you." Kurt mumbled softly before burying his face in Blaine's chest, resisting the urge to blush. Kurt still hadn't been able to channel those feelings yet, the feelings of embarrassment. He loved Blaine, he really did. It was okay for him to love Blaine; for him to proclaim his feelings to Blaine, Blaine was his. Kurt hadn't quite worked out how he was going to get the constant shyness to melt away.
"And like your dad loves Carole, I really love you too." Blaine was smiling softly, though Kurt couldn't see it. "Except, we're not married yet." Blaine spoke offhandedly, not realizing the extremity of his words.
Kurt's head shot up from its comfortable place on Blaine's chest, only for his eyes to burn into Blaine's.
"You want to marry me?" Kurt spoke with wide eyes and his heart daring to leap from his chest cavity.
Blaine swallowed thickly, he knew what he was proposing was heavy stuff for two seventeen year olds, but at the same time, it felt so right. Kurt was it for Blaine, and no matter of time would change that. Blaine only hoped that Kurt felt the same, as impossible as it seemed.
"Someday, not right now, but, one day I hope…if you still love me." Blaine's words faltered as his sentence ended.
Kurt flung his arms and legs around Blaine, giving him a full body hug. Blaine couldn't help but laugh a little breathlessly.
"Of course I'll still love you. I'll always love you," Kurt spoke into the junction between Blaine's neck and shoulder. "You're kind of…it for me."" Kurt spoke barely above a whisper, Blaine wasn't even sure if he was supposed to hear it, but he did. It only made him hold Kurt tighter.
"You're kind of it for me, too." Blaine spoke clearer, so Kurt was sure to hear him.
Kurt pulled back from the hug to kiss Blaine firmly on the mouth. Kurt let his tongue trace along Blaine's lips, and Blaine allowed him entrance. They kissed for a minute, until they heard footsteps. The boys were well practiced at springing apart and acting appropriately at only a second's notice.
Carole sauntered into the room with a sly grin on her lips, tugging Burt in tow. Carole shot a wink to the boys before they took their seats opposing the couple.
"Kurt, I thought about what you said, and you're right, it's not fair of me to just take you away all summer," Kurt only nodded solemnly in reply. "And I know I'd feel like a real ass if something were to change between you two because of my decision," Burt continued, only occasionally making eye contact with Kurt. "It took a little shove from Carole, but I'm willing to make a compromise. Blaine, what are your plans for the summer?" Burt switched his eyes to Blaine.
"Well, to be honest, they were all things me and Kurt had been planning. That's about it." Blaine felt a wave of shyness roll over him, something he'd never felt in the presence of Burt.
Burt nodded in understanding, his previous talk with Carole still looming over him. "They love each other, Burt! Can't you see that? You take Kurt away, and I'm afraid that something will change! Kurt is the happiest he's been in months, maybe even years! I don't know! All I know is that when they're together, they are happy. Don't hurt them both by being over-protective. He's not a little boy anymore."
"I see," Burt said shortly. Carole gave him a gesture to continue. "Well, if it's alright by your parents, we'd love for you to join us in Vancouver." Even though Blaine knew what Burt was going to say, it didn't subdue the shock that coursed through his body.
"I-I'd love to, sir." Blaine spoke too formally.
"I told you, you can call me Burt." Burt repeated himself for the umpteenth time since Blaine had visited.
"Right, sorry. And I'm sure my parents won't mind at all." At least I hope they won't. Blaine thought.
Yes, his parents knew about Kurt, and yes, they were okay with it. But that didn't mean that they were okay with him leaving the country with his boyfriend and his family. Though the odds weren't in Blaine's favor, he knew he could sway them into allowing him to go.
"Alright then, that's…good. There's other stuff we need to sort out but we can do that later. Yeah. Carole and I would…we…well we'd—" Burt stumbled over his words, so Carole took over.
"What Burt is trying to say is, we'd be honored if you were able to join us. Otherwise we'd all have to subject ourselves to Kurt's whining." Carole smiled at Kurt, who simply rolled his eyes in response, only joking around of course.
"Yeah, that," Burt said while nodding. Kurt and Blaine weren't sure if he was nodding to convince them, or to convince himself. "I'll be going, the grass needs cutting." And with those parting words Burt stood to leave.
"Don't strain yourself, dad!" Kurt called as Burt closed the door behind himself.
Carole sat perched on the sofa smiling happily. Blaine sat with his mouth slightly gaping at the woman. "T-thank you, really. You didn't have to do that." Blaine spoke sincerely, and Kurt felt himself falling even more in love with Blaine.
"Don't even mention it, dearies. Really. Blaine, you're a wonderful kid, and you're polite and you make our Kurt happy. You're practically part of this family. It only seems fit to have all our boys with us on a family vacation, hm?" Carole smiled softly.
"Save that speech, mom. We're not getting married." Kurt said wryly. Blaine tugged Kurt close to him smiling brightly.
"Yet." He mumbled softly. Kurt felt himself smiling big and child-like. He couldn't resist the urge he had to kiss Blaine, so he did. It was a warm peck that contained so many emotions.
Kurt dove in for another peck, and repeated this, elongating the kiss each time. Carole took this as her cue to slip out of the room wordlessly, she felt intrusive on their private moment. Though, she had to admit, they were beyond cute.
As Carole climbed the stairs, she had a huge smile plastered on her face because of what she'd heard. Though she wasn't sure if she was meant to hear it—and she would've felt horrible if she wasn't—but she knew what she heard, and what she heard was Blaine's promise of marrying Kurt one day. And deep down in her heart, she knew it was going to happen. Call it mother's intuition.
A/N: tah dah! First chapter/intro/da da da thingy! :D didya liiiiiike it? I HOPE SO! Cause there's a lot more where this comes from.
But I need your input, next chapter: should I a) write Blaine asking his parents (this would be family stuff)
b) write Finn and Kurt "bro talk" later that night (this would be like…family love)
c) write about Kurt packing (this would be comedy)
or
d) skip straight to the plane ride (this would be comedy and fluff)
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it would be much help to me!
