So I was convinced by the lovely truffles ( .truffles on here) to write a fic for the first time in five years. Hopefully it's enjoyable!
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Kurt was about to explode out of his skin. Finals week was finally (no pun intended) over, and he was about to board a plane back to Ohio, where he'd get to see Blaine for the first time in months.
Blaine.
His no-longer-ex-boyfriend, who was going to be able to come back to New York and NYADA with him in the fall. They were going to live together (well, along with Santana and Rachel, but that's why they had privacy curtains) and go to the same school again and he could show Blaine all the interesting things in New York, like that bench in the park by his apartment where he swears he saw Pauly D sleeping once and the little alcove in between the dance studio and the main entryway at NYADA that he's pretty sure is juuust the right size for two fairly slim boys to have a quick make-out session in as long as Ms. July is nowhere near.
But first, a long, warm summer where he can see his dad and Carole and Finn and make some extra money in the tire shop and cuddle his most likely oh-so-willing boyfriend until their arms fall off from blood loss.
That is, if his plane would just freaking take off already. It had been delayed for two hours because of some unexpected rainstorm covering Ohio (and of course the weather's shitty in Ohio, why wouldn't it be?), so he had been forced to buy overpriced airport coffee and text Blaine about the minor setback in his travel plans whilst he waited for the weather to clear up, but the boarding announcement had just come over the intercom, so he knew it couldn't be too much longer.
After such an auspicious start, it was no surprise that the flight itself was horrid. He had booked the middle seat because it was the cheapest, so of course he found himself stuck in between a businessman with a pointy laptop and a woman whose body filled both her seat and half of his for just about two hours until the plane touched down in Columbus.
He bolted through the airport as quickly as possible, going briskly through security and baggage claim until-
there Blaine was, gel shining in the fluorescents and eyes searching for Kurt.
Kurt launched himself at Blaine, dropping his suitcases at Blaine's feet and wrapping his arms and legs around Blaine's shoulders and torso, sending the both of them toppling to the ground under his momentum.
"Whoa, hey there, baby," Blaine wheezed from below Kurt. "I missed you too."
"Oh God, I missed you so much, B," said Kurt, giving a final squeeze to Blaine's shoulders before picking himself up off the ground and offering a hand to Blaine.
"Really? I couldn't tell by the surprise tackle hug. The football team didn't know what they were giving up when you quit."
"Shut up, jerk. Don't forget that I know where you're ticklish."
"I'm sure your dad would love to hear that you're threatening me, his favorite chi-" Blaine twitched violently as Kurt scrabbled his fingers along his sides. "Okay, okay, you win! Uncle!"
"No. Boyfriend. Or did you forget?" Kurt rejoined playfully, bending down to kiss Blaine lightly.
"I think I might have. You should take me back to your place and remind me." Blaine's smile looked like the best toothpaste commercial in the world.
"I think I can manage that."