*Disclaimer* I do not own Glee

It was the last day of school, but that was the farthest thing from Blaine's mind as he tapped his pencil against the desk and stared anxiously at the clock. He was having Kurt over to his house for the very first time, and he couldn't be more nervous about it. In the past, Blaine hadn't been entirely comfortable with the idea of having Kurt over for fear of how his father would react, so Kurt always graciously invited Blaine over to the Hummel-Hudson residence instead.

The clock struck two o'clock and Blaine bolted for the door and headed towards his car. Waiting for him there were two familiar faces, Wes and David.

"What's your hurry, Blaine?" asked Wes.

"Sorry guys, can't talk! Gotta go pick up my boyfriend! Have a good summer!" Blaine said quickly as he got in his car and drove away, not giving his two friends a chance to respond.

As he pulled up to the Lima Bean he saw Mercedes walking to her car with Sam, who had been hanging out with Kurt until Blaine got there. Then he saw Kurt. Skin-tight black jeans, dark blue button up shirt with rolled up sleeves, perfectly coiffed hair, and those boots that Blaine loved so much.

Blaine took a sharp breath and smiled as Kurt walked up to the car and got in.

"You're late," Kurt said coldly through pursed lips.

"I..I..I'm so sorry Kurt! Wes and David—"

"Blaine! I'm kidding!" Kurt laughed. "Relax! Everything's going to be fiiiiine. But, remind me again why I get to go to your house? Not that I'm not thrilled, but this is just so out of the ordinary," Kurt said curiously.

"Well, actually my mom suggested it," Blaine responded.

"Oh really?" Kurt asked. "That's…interesting. Does your dad know?"

"Yeah…she talked to him about it the other day. She said that she thinks I spend too much time at your place and misses having me around the house. And since we've been together for a couple months now, I think my dad is more used to the idea of me actually having a boyfriend, so he finally said that you could come over."
"Interesting… But oooh yay!" Kurt squealed, clapping his hands together. "I'm so excited… I've wanted to see your house for such a long time now, but I never wanted to say anything because I knew you weren't comfortable with the idea."

"Today is your lucky day then!" Blaine laughed.

"Blaine Warbler, your house is absolutely gorgeous," Kurt said as they pulled up to the driveway.

"Thanks, Kurt. But it's really not that special…"
"Oh shut up yes it is!" Kurt said quickly.

They walked through the front door and Kurt felt like they were in some sort of extension of Dalton. Everything was so Victorian and fabulous looking, and there was even a spiral staircase.

"Hi mom! I'm home! And…Kurt's here too!" Blaine yelled.

"Hello Mrs. Anderson! You have such a lovely home!" Kurt said.

"Oh hi boys! I'm just in the kitchen starting dinner. Thank you, Kurt! Let me know if you two need anything! Oh and Blaine, your father will be home in about two hours, so we'll eat then," Blaine's mother said from the kitchen. From how muffled she sounded, Kurt could tell that the kitchen must be far away. That didn't surprise him, though, considering how huge the house was.

"Come on, let's go to my room," Blaine whispered into Kurt's ear as he grabbed his hand and led him up the stairs.

As they walked down a long hallway, Blaine pointed out certain things like the guest room, the bathroom, and his mother's art studio. Kurt was beginning to feel sorry that they had to spend so much time in the much smaller, much less impressive Hummel-Hudson house.

"And this," Blaine gestured toward a closed door, "is my room. Go on in!"

Kurt smiled at Blaine and excitedly opened the door. As soon as he looked inside, however, his jaw dropped and he froze. The room was enormous. Along one wall there were shelves filled with books and magazines, another wall was covered in family pictures, a third wall was home to a giant window, and against the last wall was a king size bed along with other assorted pieces of furniture.

"Well? Go inside, Dummy!" Blaine said as he pushed Kurt through the door.

"Blaine. This is the most amazing bedroom I have ever seen that belonged to a teenage boy. It even rivals mine," Kurt stammered.

"So you approve? Great! So what do you want to do now?" Blaine asked, sitting down on the bed, looking at Kurt with his adorable puppy eyes that Kurt could never resist. "I mean, you did just lose nationals…I think we should practice so you have a better chance at it next year," Blaine teased.

Kurt knew very well that "practice" was code for "make-out session", so he scoffed and shot Blaine a look. "Ha-ha very funny. As much fun as that sounds…do you think we could do something else first?"

"Um…sure," Blaine said, wondering why the puppy eyes didn't have their usual effect. "What do you want to do then?"

"Well, you have so much furniture in here…I was wondering if we could…maybe…build a fort? You know, with sheets and blankets?" Kurt asked sheepishly.

"Hah! Yes! Totally! That sounds awesome! Gosh, I haven't done that in so long. Yeah!" Blaine said as he jumped to his feet and ran back out into the hallway.

"Wait, where are you going?" Kurt asked. Blaine mumbled something but Kurt didn't hear what he said. While Blaine was in the hallway, Kurt walked over to the bed where Blaine had been sitting and he noticed a book in the middle of the bed. "Blaine, I didn't know you read John Green books! Looking For Alaska is my favorite!" Kurt said as Blaine walked back into the room carrying a stack of sheets and blankets.

"Of course I read John Green books! They're great! And yes, Looking For Alaska is my favorite too! I'm currently re-reading it for the zillionth time," Blaine said as he dropped the sheets onto the bed. "Okay, let's build a fort!"

About thirty minutes later the two stood in front of a huge fort with big smiles on their faces.

"Wow. This is the best fort I've ever seen. Kurt, I'm glad you're such a perfectionist," Blaine said, a hint of wonder in his voice.

"Yes, sometimes that does have its advantages. Well, let's go inside! I'm tired and want to lay down!" Kurt said with excitement.

The two crawled inside and lay down on the fuzzy blanket Blaine put down to add more comfort.

"Children around the world would be jealous of how cool this fort is," Blaine whispered as he laid his head on Kurt's chest.

"Mhmm," Kurt said sleepily. "Now shush. I'm at your house and everything is perfect. Let's just enjoy this moment for a while," Kurt whispered back.

Blaine said nothing, but kissed his boyfriend on the forehead. Kurt was right; everything about that moment was perfect and Blaine only wanted to focus on being with his boyfriend. Synchronizing his own breathing with the gentle rise and fall of Kurt's chest, Blaine dozed off, not worrying about the summer homework he had, the fact that senior year was coming up, and certainly not about how his father would act around Kurt later at dinner.

TBC…