Ok first of all I apologize to the people who were reading my story, Wings, if I'm honest I just had absolutely no idea where I was gonna go with it. Sorry to whoever wanted to know how it was going to end but that will remain a mystery to both of us because I had no idea how I was going to end it myself. Well, one good thing came out of writing that (very short) story was that I am no good at writing supernatural... No good at all.
Anyway... Hopefully this story will go better, by the way I have made up an Island beause I thought it would be easier then looking up one islands history. So if anyone decides to look up 'Malakye Island' your search will come up with nothing. Obviously.
I own nothing (apart from the island)
Kurt and Blaine have been married for 5 years, 5 years today to be exact. Kurt has finally just finished packing for his and Blaines holiday to Malakye Island. It's 6 in the morning in New York City and their plane leaves from JFK airport at 10. "Blaine, have you finished packing?" Kurt asked while racing around the apartment making sure he hadn't forgotten anything.
"Yes Kurt, for the 100th time, my bag is packed and it is sitting by the door waiting for you" Blaine assured while watching his frantic husband fondly. He still remembers the day he met Kurt like yesterday. It was a bright and shiny day at Dalton, Blaine was rushing down the staircase to get to the performance that the Warblers were holding when he was tapped of the shoulder by the most beautiful porcelain skinned boy he had ever seen. And since then Blaine Hummel-Andersons days were just getting brighter.
"Sorry hun" Kurt said while looking at the time "Oh geeze, the taxi will be here in 2 minutes" Kurt cried while grabbing his bags and running to the door, Blaine opened the door for Kurt considering he had so many bags to carry. They both got in the elevator and went outside to meet the taxi-driver. The driver kindly placed their bags in the boot of the car and drove them to the airport.
"Are you nervous about flying?" Blaine asked while taking his seat on the plane next to Kurt. He was a little worried about his husband because he knew that Kurt had never flown before.
"A little" Kurt answered. Blaine looked at Kurt knowingly. "Ok, a lot." Kurt admitted.
"Don't worry, sweetheart. Just hold my hand and everything will be ok, I'll keep you safe" Blaine assured kurt. Kurt looked at Blaine with love in his eyes, he mouthed "thank you" to Blaine, smiled at him and took his hand.
And Blaine was right, they arrived at Malakye airport safely. Everything was ok.
Ok that was a little cheesier then I had planned. Oh, well.
Hope you enjoyed that chapter.
Next chapter: Kurt and Blaine arrive at the hotel.
