AN: Hey guys, I'm back again, but this time my story is about Kurt and Blaine from the TV show, Glee. I've loved Darren Criss since 2009 and Chris Colfer had me at Mr. Cellophane. I'm completely in love with the characters Kurt and Blaine and wish they had more intimate moments in the show like every other couple does. Anyway. I'll try to update this as quickly as possible, but we're in the last home stretch for school, so expect a little delay. I love you all! Please give me input; do you like it? Hate it? Any suggestions?

Happy Reading :)

It's hard being gay in today's society with all of these random people telling you that you're an abomination or that you're going to hell. There have been times that I just don't want to get out of my bed in the morning, but then I remember the most beautiful person in my life; my best friend and soul mate, Blaine Anderson.

Ever since he came into my life (More like I eavesdropped on his angelic Warblers practice), I've been much happier. Well, other than the time he serenaded that guy at the GAP or that horrendous occasion where he made out with Rachel. Being in a relationship with Blaine is fantastic, of course, but we both still have a hard time being open in public after all of the things the two of us had been through.

Sometimes I just wish that we could hold hands in the halls like Tina and Mike or share a spontaneous kiss after school like Finn and Rachel. But, see, if we did those things, we would get non-stop crap for it. We're just like any other couple, maybe just with better fashion sense, though. For now, just looking across the hall at Blaine is enough to keep my head held high.

I did just that one Friday afternoon as we strolled to our lockers after school.

"So what's planned for this weekend?" I asked and leaned against the locker next to his, watching him crinkle his eyebrows together as he spun in his combination.

The locker opened with a click. "Well, I have to visit my family in Cleveland tomorrow." He started pulling out books as I clutched to the one held to my chest.

"What about Sunday?" I sound pathetic, like I was begging to spend time with my boyfriend, which I completely was. Blaine rested his perfectly gelled temple against the door of his locker and smiled at me.

"We can do anything you want on Sunday, Kurt." He chuckled when a soft squeak escaped from between my parted lips. He slammed his locker shut, adjusting all of his books to one hand and gripping mine with his free one. He leaned in closer to me whispered, "My parents are staying in Cleveland until Tuesday. You know what that means, right?" He purred against my cheek and I al but fainted right on the spot.

Millions of visions ran through my head as I imagined just what my adorably sexy boyfriend was thinking of. My eyes grew wide as my mind skipped happily through the gutter, almost causing me to run into a Sophomore's open locker. Blaine pulled me out of the way and eyed me curiously. I shook my head quickly to clear my mind enough to respond with a simple and breathy, "What?"

Blaine's smile returned as we reached my locker, repeating the same process that Blaine had. He stood next to me, tapping his heel against the side of the lockers. "We can watch all the Disney movies we want." My heart stopped and I was so close to laughing, but his face shone with the innocent excitement that Blaine felt towards this idea. "We can have s'mores and turn the volume up as loud as we want when the songs come on!" My boyfriend was really a 6 year old.

My face was now a burning mass of embarrassment, realizing that my mind just took a dip into porn-land while Blaine's mind was dancing through a field of Disney princesses.

Blaine's face fell slightly as he glanced from my face to the ground, where his feet were pointed inwards, slightly. "I mean, if you don't want to… you know.. I know Disney movies aren't really… I don't know. I just love the music and the… love stories.. And the colors. God, Kurt, the colors." He rambled and I just stared at him with a smile creeping up on my face. Why should I feel embarrassed for wanting to do things to this man. He's sweet, beautiful, funny, innocent, sexy, smart, and just overall amazing.

"Blaine, I'd absolutely love to. But there's one condition…" I smirked and closed my locker, Blaine's eyes traveling back up to mine and we began walking to the parking lot. "You lose the hair gel on Sunday." Blaine almost stopped walking, but I pulled him along by the hand. I'd always wanted to see Blaine without all of the gel in his hair and this seemed like the perfect opportunity.

His lips were parted as he seemingly contemplated whether or not he was going to agree. "Kurt, you've never seen my natural hair…" He said slowly as we reached my car. He opened my door for me and as I climbed in, he rushed around to the passenger side, plopping in. "If you promise to not run away, screaming when it eats your hand, then okay. I'll do it."

I grinned at my boyfriend and leaned over to place a soft kiss on his lips. "Perfect. It's a date, then." My face never changed from its smile as I dropped Blaine at his house and then made my way to my own.

Sunday, come soon, please.