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What's Comic Con? (Kurt/Sam)
"...and so yeah, that's it." Sam winded down, that wide "personal sun" grin of his – that always made Kurt forgive and forget – spreading over his face.
Kurt swallowed down a sigh, and resisted the urge to rub the base of his nose. He loved Sam, he did, with all his heart, but this? He counted slowly to ten, breathing controlled and precise, thinking things through properly before speaking.
"Sam, you know I love you, more than anything, and I would do just about anything in my power to make you happy. And I can see just how happy this would make you." Sam's smile grew even wider, which usually would turn Kurt's head in all the best naughty directions, but. "But. We are not going to 'Comic Con' for our honeymoon. No way."
There were, after all, limits to what he'd go through. Even for Sam.
~The End ~