Summer was just beginning to heat up, and for the New Directions alumni, that meant it was time for their vacation together. It was something that every member of the group looked forward to. Since they had all graduated and their lives had begun to separate little by little, this was the time to forget for a week, to just enjoy each other.
Kurt and Blaine were packing for the trip, a little more last minute than Kurt really liked, but it was the fastest he could get his husband to agree to. Blaine really didn't like to have their suitcases sitting by the front door before they had to be. Apparently, he wasn't really feeling like packing today, either.
"Babe?" Blaine asked as he flopped onto their bed, nearly destroying the neat piles that Kurt had made. "Do you have a lot left?"
"I'd have less if you were helping instead of knocking over the piles." Kurt couldn't keep the annoyed tone out of his voice.
Blaine pouted. "I'm sorry. I just want to be done. I'm bored."
"We can't go on a cruise with everyone without all of our stuff. Did you get the bathroom stuff packed?"
"Does putting the toothbrushes inside their holders count?" Blaine grinned widely as Kurt groaned. "Yes, I got it all packed. You should probably double check it, though. I don't know for sure that I got all your moisturizing stuff." Though Kurt had been trying for as long as he and Blaine had been dating, he just couldn't get Blaine to realize how important that was.
"Fine. I'll double check it. You finish putting these shirts in the suitcase." He turned to walk into the bathroom, but threw back over his shoulder, "Just those shirts, Blaine. Don't add anything else."
The rest of the packing went smoothly, and before long, the boys and all their bags were packed into a taxi, taking them to the airport where they would meet up with the rest of the New York gang before heading to Florida to catch up with everyone else and board their cruise ship. For the most part, they didn't have much to talk about, so they sat, hands entwined, watching as the bustling city moved outside the taxi windows.
"Do you think Puck and Quinn will have Beth along?" Kurt piped up.
"I dunno. Do you think Britt and Santana have had any luck adopting yet?" Blaine made his voice sound like he was joking, but in reality, he really hoped that all of his friends would have their kids along, whoever and however many that may be. He had been looking for an opportunity to talk to Kurt about having kids, so maybe being around some on their vacation would open that door.
Kurt turned to him, nose wrinkled. "I kinda hope not. Kids will just ruin the little time we all have together. And there are so many responsibilities. Doesn't leave a lot of time for them to do what they want to do."
This was the other reason that Blaine hadn't brought it up. Kurt wasn't quite so on board with kids as he was. Asking him to add that kind of stress to their lives probably wouldn't go over well, so Blaine kept his mouth shut. Mostly. "It wouldn't be too bad, I guess." He shrugged. "But it would mean more responsibility."
Kurt giggled and gave him a kiss on the hand as the taxi pulled over in front of the large airport. "Come on! Everyone should be here by now!" He dropped Blaine's hand, not giving their previous conversation any more thought as he bounded out of the taxi to start grabbing their bags from the trunk.
Blaine grinned. His husband could go from zero to sixty in a matter of seconds. Life was never dull with Kurt that was for sure. As he helped Kurt grab their bags and head in to the airport, keeping a sharp eye out for their friends, he couldn't help but hope once more that someone would bring their kid with them. Maybe if he had the chance, he could show Kurt that being a dad would be fun before he really had to bring it up.
He was drug from his thoughts by a loud squeal from his husband and then a "Rachel!" Moments later both he and Kurt were engulfed in hugs from Finn and Rachel as the excited chit chat began.
