Time to Fly

AN: Hello! This is a collection of one-shots for my story 'Love in the Air' and they will all be posted here. This isn't necessarily a continuation of the main story, just some one-shots that I wanted to write that are either prompted or fill in some of the missing gaps. All the stories here will be from somewhere in the verse.

This was requested by the lovely mandifa1315 who asked about their honeymoon.

Enjoy!

Disclaimer: I do not own Glee, Modern Family, American Airlines, or anything else that looks familiar. All mistakes are mine.

Honeymoon:

July 17th 2020:

It wasn't the intense sunlight streaming through the open bay windows or the colorful chirping of birds outside that woke Blaine up. It was the soft, feather light kisses pressed against his back, neck, and lips that brought him out of his hazy of sleep and back to the present.

It was a struggle not to keep his eyes closed and relive the memories from the previous two days. Marrying the man he loved, partying with all their friends before catching a plane -his first flight where he wasn't the pilot- to Miami where he and Kurt spent a night before continuing towards their final honeymoon destination.

He exhaled slowly, squeezing his eyes shut for a few more seconds before lifting his head, "Good morning." His voice was rough and cracked causing Kurt to smile.

"Morning." Kurt grabbed Blaine's pillow from between his arms. His husband -the word still sent a tingle down Kurt's spine- whined in protest but still made no movement besides a subtle rise and fall of his chest with each breath.

"Blaine, wake up honey."

The response was a grumble and slur of indistinguishable words muttered into the soft mattress. Usually it was Blaine who woke up early and tried to coax Kurt back into a semi coherent state. Today though, it was switched.

Kurt sighed, and tried to nudge Blaine's side in a weak attempt to get him awake but it backfired. Rather than giving in and waking up like Kurt wanted him to, Blaine wrapped an arm around Kurt's waist and pulled him close while burying his face into Kurt's neck.

"Blaine, come on. I want to go explore the island." Kurt tried to squirm away but Blaine only tightened his grip and pressed an open mouthed kiss to the bare skin on Kurt's neck exposed from the light tank top he was wearing. It was too hot on the small island of Martinique where they were honeymooning to wear much more than a shirt and shorts. Blaine usually opted to forgo the shirt and just wear shorts, not that Kurt complained.

"Kurt" Blaine droned, breath ghosting over Kurt's skin. "It's our honeymoon, like the only time where it is social acceptable –hell- encouraged to not leave the bedroom for any reason whatsoever other than to eat and go to the bathroom."

As if to prove his point, Blaine shifted and tangled his legs together with Kurt's pressing his bare chest flush with Kurt's side.

For a moment Kurt was tempted to give in and continue where they left off last night but the breeze flowing through the large open windows into their private deluxe suite reminded him off all the things they could do together outside, before they returned to their small abode and ravished each other.

"I know but Blaine, I want to see the island too. Please can we go explore a little and then we can come back here for the rest of the evening." He rolled over, still in Blaine's arms so he could pout his lips and fix his deep blue eyes on Blaine.

As always it worked, and Blaine gave in releasing his hold on Kurt and rolling onto his back. "Fine, okay we can go explore."

Kurt smiled and bounced slightly, leaning down to kiss softly Blaine before he pulled away, "Okay, you get changed. I'm going to go get us some breakfast then we can leave." He was out the door before he even finished speaking, leaving Blaine to look after him with a look of love and affection.

"Oh my god is beautiful!" Blaine stopped on the edge of the small rock ledge and looked out over the waterfall and pool of crystalline blue water in front of him. He dropped his arms to his side and the backpack containing a few bottles of water, two different strengths of sunscreen (since Kurt insisted on using the highest SPF available), his shirt and a few snacks, slide off his arm onto the rock slab under his feet.

Kurt, who was a few steps behind taking a picture, stopped by his side and dropped the camera bag down next to Blaine's backpack, shucking his tank top in the process.

"It really is." He agreed voice full of awe. When researching a honeymoon destination, Kurt wanted somewhere tropical since he had never been outside the United States, but also not overly commercial. The small French Caribbean island of Martinique appeared perfect in research. Now standing here in person, Kurt had no doubt in his mind that this was the perfect honeymoon location.

Blaine tilted his head to give Kurt a small smile, "I was talking about you, beautiful." He said, wrapping an arm around Kurt's waist and pulling him close and placing a kiss on his cheek.

Kurt chuckled and lightly hit Blaine's bare chest, "You are absurdly cheesy, I hope you know that."

Scoffing Blaine turned them both so they were standing face to face, the waterfall off to their side. "You love it."

"No, I love you."

Kurt closed the distance between them, his arms automatically wrapping around Blaine's waist as their lips connected. It wasn't a very glamorous kiss, both their faces were streaked with sweat and sunscreen from the hike up to the falls, but it was full of love nonetheless.

As Blaine's lips trailed down Kurt's cheek to his neck worrying the skin between his lips, Kurt got an idea. He titled his head back to give Blaine better access while his hands moved to grasp with Blaine's. He captured both of Blaine's wrist with one of his hands, holding them together while his free arm draped against Blaine's side in a manner that wouldn't look overly suspicious.

Still, Blaine noticed that Kurt seemed a little distracted and pulled away to give his husband a confused look. With a small smile, Kurt pressed a barely there kiss to Blaine's lips before he released his wrists and pushed Blaine off the side of the small ledge and into the deep blue pool of water.

There was a loud splash and a few second later Blaine surfaced to see Kurt still standing on the ledge clutching his sides as his laughter bounced off the rock walls in front of them.

Blaine churned the water with his legs and flipped the dripping curls from his face, sending small droplets of water scattering across the water's surface. "That wasn't very nice Mr. Hummel-Anderson." Blaine tried to sound angry but the teasing tone of his voice and huge grin on his face proved otherwise.

"Whatever do you mean?" Kurt asked innocently. He blew a kiss to Blaine before backing up a few steps. With a huge smile stretched across his face, he ran forward and jumped off the cliff into the water. He surfaced a few seconds later and swam over to Blaine, beads of water sliding down his face.

Turning around Blaine kicked the water hard, sending a splash all over Kurt before he swam as quickly as possible towards the small alcove under the continuous wall of water, laughing the whole way.

Once Kurt managed to wipe the water from his eyes and took off after Blaine, shouting a stream of threats the whole time.

Kurt was a much better swimmer so he was only a few seconds behind Blaine. Once he cleared the water pouring off the edge of the rock cliff he glared at Blaine flinging water as he advanced forward.

In a futile attempt to keep water out of his eyes, Blaine raised his arms as a shield but it did little to stop the splashes aimed at him. Only once they stopped did Blaine lower his arms and open his eyes, only to get one last face full of water.

"Okay, that was just mean!" Blaine chided, shaking his head to clear the water from his vision.

Kurt laughed and shook his head once sending little droplets of water flying around them, "I'm sorry."

Blaine narrowed his eyes and moved towards Kurt who was now pinned with his back against the smooth, cold rock. "No you're not."

"Yes, I am. I'm so sor-" his voice was cut off with a squeak when Blaine's mouth caught his own in a desperate kiss while his body was pinned against the wall by Blaine's. "Okay, I'm not sorry now."

Blaine laughed both at Kurt's words and at how breathless his voice suddenly sounded.

"I knew it!" Blaine shouted, running his hands down Kurt's jaw, his shoulders and stopping at his waist. "And I'll admit that this is pretty amazing."

Kurt hummed in agreement, "even if we don't get to spend all day in bed?"

Blaine looked up from where he was adding to the hickey he started that morning. "Well, we are quite alone under this waterfall, so there's nothing to say we can't continue here." He trailed off suggestively, moving forward so their bodies were flush against each other.

Kurt smiled, his voice dropping as he pressed his hips back into Blaine's, "I wouldn't expect anything less."

AN: If there is anything from this verse that you want to see, such as an interview with Kurt on Ellen, something with Madeline and Levi, a side story with Niff or Santic, please review or send me a PM with the prompt! It can be a full paragraph or even just a word that I will use to write a one-shot for this verse. :)

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