A/N: Hello, everyone! Thanks for checking out my story, and I truly hope you enjoy. The next chapters will be based off my own adventures on the island on Kauai, but with more romance and Klainebows. So that means, as of July 5th-ish, I will (hopefully) be updating daily! There will be mostly fluff, and maybe a little bit of angst. If I decide to try my hand at smut, the rating will be upped, but I will give fair warning! So without further a due, the story. :D
Tropical Kisses
Kurt heard his father clear his throat from the doorway, and Blaine jumped off him before Kurt could even blink. "Kurt, Blaine could you join me in the kitchen please?" Burt asked.
Blaine's eyes were wide and his face was red as he stared at Burt fearfully. Kurt glanced at his father in confusion, trying to decipher what he wanted through his eyes to no prevail. It couldn't be the "safe sex" talk; they'd gotten that the week after telling Burt they were together. So Kurt stood up, gently grabbing Blaine's hand to tug him along, and walked after his father into the kitchen. The first thing he noticed was the presence of Blaine's parents.
"Mom, Dad? What are you doing here?" He asked them, clutching Kurt's hand a bit tighter.
"Sit down, boys," Burt told them, nodding at the two chairs on the opposite side of the kitchen table. Blaine, ever the gentleman, pulled Kurt's chair out for him before sitting down himself. Claire beamed at her son, obviously confident that she'd done well in his upbringing.
"So Kurt, Blaine," Carol began, smiling fondly at them both, "you both graduated this year, with flying colors may I add, and it's also your second summer as a couple."
"And we thought that you both deserved a little something…" Claire said. Both women were smirking and Kurt glanced over at Blaine, who was clearly just as confused. Arthur cleared his throat to get their attention, "Now Blaine, your mother and I trust you to take good care of Kurt. We have to put a lot of trust in you both for this, and we don't want you abusing it."
"Dad, what are you talking about?" Blaine asked. He was clutching Kurt's hand like a life line, both of them eager with anticipation.
"Well, you know how the Berry's are taking Finn and Rachel on a trip?" Carol asked. Kurt nodded excitedly, "Well we've decided to send you and Blaine on a trip to—"
Kurt let out a squeal of pure delight before Carol even got to where they were going, and for all Kurt knew they could be sending them to the coldest place in Canada. What Kurt was excited about with the 'you and Blaine' part. There was no "Me and you and Blaine". It was just "you and Blaine". Alone. Kurt could care less where that alone took place.
"Kurt, sit down," his father said firmly, "We are not finished."
Kurt reluctantly sat down, grabbing Blaine's hand immediately. "As I was saying," Carol smiled, "We're going to be sending you to Kauai."
"No way." Kurt exclaimed, "You're… you're taking us to Hawaii?"
"No," Claire smirked, "we're sending you to Kauai. That's where the trust comes in."
As he thought, they were going alone. Kurt was going to be spending time with his boyfriend on a tropical island. "Thank you, thank you, thank you!" Kurt said, clapping his hands excitedly.
"Kurt, calm down," Burt said, more sternly this time, and waited until Kurt was safely seated. "Now, you need to thank Blaine's parents for this. They've paid for your condo and transportation. All Carol and I have done is paid for the plane tickets, and we're going to give you money for food."
Kurt could barely contain his excitement, and was unable to sit still for more than a couple seconds. Blaine spoke up beside Kurt, who remembered that he was still there, "You guys are sending me and my boyfriend to Hawaii?" Blaine asked, looking strictly at his father, who nodded and even smiled a bit. Kurt remembered that Arthur was less than accepting when Blaine first came out. "Thank you mom," Blaine looked to his father again, tears in his eyes, "dad."
Kurt smiled brightly at his boyfriend, tears in his eyes, and gave his hand a reassuring squeeze before leaning in to place a gentle kiss on his cheek. "I love you," Kurt whispered as he moved to face their parents again, and he could just hear Blaine's quite "I love you, too."
"We've scheduled this trip for the first couple of weeks of July." Burt said, "You'll be gone from the 5th until the 20th."
"Two weeks!" Kurt said brightly, "Oh my goodness, thank you so much Mrs. and Mr. Anderson!"
"Kurt, sweetie, how many time's have I told you to call me Claire?" Kurt smiled at her as their parents started to fill them in on the remaining details of their trip. This was going to be the best summer of his life.
Kurt skipped around his room, throwing things into suitcases and humming along to his new summer playlist, which featured Jack Johnson and some traditional Hawaiian music. His father had told him sternly to make sure he had one suitcase and one carry on only. He also said that the suitcase had to be under 45 pounds, which was quite a challenge for Kurt. But he figured, if all came down to all, he could just purchase a thing or two while there. Since his father and Carol were giving them food and drink money, with instructions to only eat out a few times since they were in a condo and could make their own food, he would have some spending money. They would be leaving for the airport early (way too early for Kurt's liking) the next morning, and Kurt and Blaine had both decided to part for a day so they could pack. Kurt wondered if his dad planned this trip for the simple reason of being tired of constantly having Blaine over. He gave up long ago with trying to keep them in separate rooms, as he would just find them together the next morning. Kurt heard his phone go off with Blaine's ringtone, and he ran to turn his music down before collapsing onto his bed and answering the phone.
"Hellooo," He sang happily.
Blaine laughed on the other end, "Hello, love. How's packing?"
"Difficult," Kurt frowned, "I don't know how to make my suitcase under 45 pounds. I'm going to have to put some of it in my carry on. What about you? How far are you?"
"Almost done, I'm not nearly as worried about my attire as you. I could care less how I look, I will be there with the most amazing man ever."
"Oh my goodness, is Johnny Depp going to be there, too?" Kurt joked, a bit giddy still.
"Very funny, Kurt," Blaine said seriously before breaking and laughing along.
"I love you," Kurt said suddenly.
"I love you too. More than anything. I can't wait to spend these two weeks with you. Alone."
"No more Finn interrupting," Kurt said happily.
"No more worrying about our parents coming home early," Blaine added.
"Just us." Kurt concluded, closing his eyes and happily picturing himself and Blaine on the beach. Yes, this was sure to be the best summer of his life.