They had been "officially" dating for a week now, and by the way it looked the only person in the relationship was Kurt.
The rumour train had gone psycho about the news that Kurt and Todd were together and there wasn't a day that went by when Kurt wasn't questioned by one the students at the institute. The answer usually being, "Yes we are dating and no that's not true" or the occasional "actually yes, that on is true."
At the present time Kurt had led Todd down to the pond in the park in Bayville, and had a firm grip on his hand.
"Come on dawg! You no I hate holding hands in public."
"Ja, but how else are ve meant to get to this date romanticly?"
Todd slouched back as he walked, "Does it have to be romantic, foo?"
"You're so lame" He whined back. He let go of Todds hand and fell back a little.
"Oh come on. Just cause I don't want to hold hand with ya means theres no date, yo?"
Just as Todd turned around Kurt pounced on him and ported them to the pond.
"Vas zhis better zhen?" He smirked back.
Todd pulled away and crossed his arms. He had a disgruntled look on his face.
"You know I don't like sneaky ports, fuzzbutt."
"But I saved myself from 10 more minutes of complaining didn't I? Now come here and me a hug." he said as he ran toward Todd.
"Oh no! Not after that port! I refuse to hug you!" and he hopped away.
Kurt chased him around for a bit before porting in front of him.
"Gotcha" he whispered before wrapping his arms around him and kissing him on the nose.
Todd immediately stopped running and fell down, before blushing and putting his head of Kurts chest after he kissed him.
"Whyda gotta be so god damn cute fuzzy?"
"I have tough competition," he said as he pulled Todd closer.
Finally he felt webbed fingers followed by two arms wrap around him and return the hug.
"Gotcha back" he whispered.