The holiday season had descended upon Dalton Academy, and that only meant one thing for the Warblers: Their annual Christmas concert. This year, however, they were traveling to Cincinnati to perform a joint concert with another private school. The Warblers were discussing transportation, as their charter bus had just canceled on them due to the forecasted adverse weather conditions: Snow.

"Kurt, Wes, David, and I can all go together." Blaine stated to the rest of the Warblers.

"No, man. David and I are leaving tonight because we got invited to Jessica's party." Wes said, emphasizing the girl's name like she was some sort of goddess. "We are staying the night there and then meeting up with everyone tomorrow afternoon."

Blaine snorted, and turned to Kurt, "Well, it looks like it's just you and me then."

Kurt nodded in Blaine's direction, but was having a hard time processing this twist of fate. Kurt was never one to run into such good luck. A three hour car ride with the guy of his dreams; it almost didn't matter that Blaine was oblivious to Kurt's attachment to him. Three hours was three hours, and Kurt would take all the time that he could get with Blaine.

"Sounds good to me," was all Kurt managed to get out.

Blaine smiled warmly, "Great! Meet me out at my car at 9 AM, and we'll go from there!"

Blaine pulled himself from his chair, clapped Kurt on the shoulder, and walked down the hallway to his room. Blaine knew that Wes and David were leaving tonight. He just hoped that Kurt didn't know that he knew. He didn't want to seem too obvious, and had worked damn hard for weeks to remain as neutral towards Kurt as he possibly could, even though his heart jumped out of his chest every time they locked eyes. Blaine wasn't sure when his feelings went from friendly to super friendly; all he knew was that it had happened, and it wasn't going away. Tomorrow was going to be a good day.

Blaine leaned against the front door of his car and looked at his watch: 8:58 AM. "Stop. This is crazy. He doesn't like you. Don't get worked up about this. It's just a car ride between two friends," Blaine thought to himself, but to no avail. He was much too excited about this impending alone time with Kurt.

9:00: Still no sign of Kurt.

9:01: Blaine saw the front doors of Dalton Academy swing open, followed by Kurt looking panicked and extremely over-packed. He had three bags as well as a briefcase. Blaine was extremely puzzled as well as slightly amused.

"A briefcase? Really?" Blaine questioned as Kurt made his way into earshot. He took the briefcase as well as Kurt's other bags and loaded them into the backseat of his car as Kurt got into the passenger's seat.

"Blaine Anderson. You are going to feel really stupid after you know what this briefcase contains."

"Oh yeah? And what is that?" Blaine questioned as he pulled his seatbelt over his chest and buckled himself in.

"Snacks," Kurt said, simply.

Blaine turned to Kurt, shook his head, and laughed. Kurt knew him too well. He knew that Blaine got grumpy when he was hungry; Kurt had been on the receiving end of Blaine's hunger-induced unpleasantness one too many times, and these snacks were going to prevent another tantrum.

"So, what kinds of snacks do you have? Please don't tell me carrots, or apples, or… hummus," Blaine said with a grimace.

"No, Blaine. I would only bring those kinds of snacks on a trip with an adult. But, with you, the child in an adult's body, I brought Oreos, caramel corn, and pudding cups."

Kurt knew that Blaine wouldn't eat anything that any doctor would ever approve of; he gave up on trying to change that about Blaine a long time ago. And, let's face it; Blaine's body seemed to be handling the Oreo's quite well. Blaine was just as close to perfect as anyone that Kurt had ever seen, so buying some pudding cups to appease him on this road trip didn't really bother Kurt.

"That is amazing. This day just keeps getting better and better." Blaine said, realizing a little too late what he had said and praying that Kurt didn't read too far into that statement.

Blaine started the engine and turned up the heat in the freezing car. After rubbing his hands together in a futile attempt to warm up, he turned to Kurt, "Now, what do you think about coffee? Because, I'm thinking that we should stop at that coffee shop down the street before we really hit the road."

"Blaine. You know how I feel about coffee. I'm basically in a relationship with it. So, yes. Let's stop and get some. Coffee, that is." Kurt blushed a little bit when he saw that Blaine was grinning at him, obviously he had heard his slip-up.

"Alright! Let's get some!" Blaine joked.

"Oh my god! Shut up!" Kurt pled while putting his head in his hands.

Blaine laughed as he steered the car towards the coffee shop.

A/N: What do you think? I have a very clear idea of where I want this to go, but I don't want to continue if no one likes this!