Rushing pass Hummel was running exceptionally late for his 7:35am flight to New York. Lesson learned:do not book an early flight if your name is Kurt Hummel. He could not believe he slept through so many alarms. His dad had warned about the earliness of his flight being mixed with the night owl that was Kurt. But Kurt chose to ignore these warning stating how he "can nap basically anywhere and has something called self control".He could not of been more wrong.

Kurt was there at 7:15am racing down the terminal to get to his flight before boarding started. His magenta scarf flailing behind him whilst his black peacoat held its place, mostly, he is so thankful he decided against the hat and just braved the bedhead style but he made a huge mistake when it came down to shoes and jeans. New York is a place where fashion thrives so Kurt had to look his best. So he unfortunately chose tight skinny jeans and calf high lace up boots, both of which were rather restricting. But Kurt was making it work and found a way to run, avoiding the people who were actually on time and didn't have a care in the world. Other than keeping an eye out for them, Kurt just ran hoping that civilians noticed his look of stress and realised to dodge him before they collided.

Rushing pass Anderson was running exceptionally late for his 7:35am flight to New York. Lesson learned:do not book an early flight if your name is Blaine Anderson. He had spent all night saying his goodbyes to Jeff,Nick and Wes, celebrating his first steps towards his dream coming true. Blaine's early flight didnt seem to cross their mind while they were celebrating. Therefore at 2:00am they were still at Jeff's with what was like there third crate of beer and not in the right state to be catching a flight in 5 hours but oh well. It wasn't until Blaine's first alarm went off at 6:00am that they finally realised they had made a mistake. Half drunk still and on their last legs until the hangover crept its way in, they made their best attempts at getting Blaine ready for his flight. Thankfully Blaine packed beforehand and so just had to freshen up and prepare his carry on. Although their state made the whole situation as stressful as defusing a bomb.

Blaine was there at 7:15am racing down the terminal to get his flight before boarding started. His flight attire was slightly different than his regular attire. His shirt although slightly oversized fit him in all the right places to make his muscles look defined but not too bulging and in your face. Blaine coat had a slight tail that flailed behind him as he ran. Forgetting that he was heading towards a fashion capital Blaine opted for gym leggings as he knew he would be running late and therefore running towards his flight. He also made a smart choice with his shoes, they were in fashion but made for running. Yet Blaine still was running with difficulty due to all the people on time who were just waiting around. Even though it was difficult he was able to avoid the people who actually had their life together. well more like they had to avoid him.

Blaine eyes suddenly darted not the far in front of him as he noticed the most stunning magenta scarf scurry past him, heading ij the same direction. Blaine was having trouble avoiding collisions, this person seemed go be struggling with the running. Blaine was able to catch up slightly since he knew how late he was becoming. However Blaine eyes were seeming glued to the mesmerising purpleness of the scarf and so lost foot coordination, and fell. But his instinct told him too reach to prevent a face full of airport floor. Of course his hands went straight for the scarf, his mind seemed to trick him into believed that scarf was not an accessory but apart of the person. Unsurprisingly it slid round and fell somehow elegantly away from the strangers neck.

Kurt felt a sudden draft rounf his neck. Not taking too long to realise his scarf had just been stolen from around his ?Kurt whipped around to see a man slightly smaller than him but young falling down about top hit the floor. Kurt reaction was quicker than ever (probably from dodging so many swings at his nose in school) and he managed to grasp the mans shoulder before his face slammed against the solid floor. His scarf still in the strangers hands.

Averting his eyes away from his scarf, Kurt saw two eyes staring at him full of embarrassment but the mans full lips were curving in on themselves as in to stop from bursting into laughter. But the curving of his mouth showed how he was struggling. Kurt realised he had been staring at a strangers lips for a little while and instantly changes hos direction of eyesight only to look into those eyes that were still gazing at him. Kurt hadn't noticed at first how these were rather beautiful. They were a warm hazel colour with specs of green sprinkled like confetti, with lashes that were long and dark enough to make anyone jealous. Kurt felt as though he was falling in to a hazel rabbit hole.

Blaine knew he made a mistake by grabbing the scarf as soon as his fingers slipped over the velvety material. But he would never of expected to be caught quite so rapidly. It honestly took him surprise. Looking up to see his saviour he instantly felt a warm buzz in his body. WOW, his first thought,this man is enchanting. Shaking that thought out his head he noticed the man not staring at the stunning scarf like he was originally but at Blaine mouth. Blaine was already at the edge of laughter, this was not helping, he forced himself to bite his own lip to stop from bursting out to this beauties face. Not long after, he saw the man eyes, staring into his. They were more appealing than the scarf. Blaine could get lost in the ocean were so blue he felt as though he might drown. He could not draw his eyes away, he didn't want to still noticed the mans chiseled face,his cheekbones and jaw seemed to put Blaine in even more of a trance alongside this the mystery man had pink lips that were slightly parted as if to catch his breath. It seems as though the magenta wearing beauty was just as shocked to have Blaine in his arms as Blaine was to be in his.

They had been in this slightly awkward position for what seemed as hastily pulled Blaine up to his eyes not breaking contact. Without realising, they were both thinking about the beauty that they were facing. But it was unfortunately 7:25am. They had 10 minutes. Kurt blushed as he took back his scarf for their fingertips brushed ever so lightly, Kurt feeling the soft skin that had been gripping his scarf. Before Blaine could processing the moment,it was gone, along with Kurt had this smell that remained in the air,the smell of vanilla and champagne. Now suddenly out of his trance Blaine rushed ahead towards his flight that was now boarding. Blaine kept his eyes peeled for that magenta scarf or those ocean eyes but didn't see them again while he ran to his plane. But for some reason he kept his eyes peeled:like he knew they were both heading in the same pushed that crazy thought to the back of his head,it was insane to imagine they were heading for the same flight.

Kurt arrived while the gate just opened ,pushing past other flyers. It might if been a little rude but Kurt was desperate to get out of Lima. So boarding that plane was his top priority. Also Kurt had an amazing seat he didn't want to loose to some selfish was at the back of the plane so he could see everything happening in front of him and get first pick from peanuts or pretzels. Once Kurt sat his mind steadily drifted, thoughts changing ever so often. New York,hazel eyes,Rachel,green specs,Quinn,his father,full curved lips.Kurt was unconsciously clenching his scarf,to avoid damaging the delicate thing Kurt took it off and was going to discreetly place it in the overhead bin when someone else got up to do the was he thinking about that cluts and his dreamy eyes and his full lips and the way his hair was tamed but had a few curls escaping the grasp of hair gel,he wondered. Kurt tried to shake the thought of the attractive man out of his head but they were stuck their like glue(more like super glue). so Kurt let himself daydream about scenarios that could the man suddenly appearing o his plane, how weird would that be,or that he was walking(running) round the airport like some lunatic his mind also stuck thinking of Kurt,that is just crazy. Kurt sat there smiling at his thoughts, laughing at others and some, very few, but some making him blush.

Blaine liked the front of planes, he didn't have to see all the chaos that was happening behind him. He could just forget any drama happening mid flight and listen to his favourite didn't get the best seat but he was the third row and luckily all the screaming children were still sat behind him, so no chaos would come his direction. But although he preferred to keep his eyes front, Blaine couldn't resist the urge to look around a bit, the idea that the magenta scarf was on this flight as well."All baggage must be in the overhead bins before take off",Blaine took this chance to get his peak around the stood up to place his carry on in the overhead bin. His eyes wondered around the cabin. But he had no luck in seeing the stunning magenta accessory. All Blaine got a glimpse of was somebody at the other end of the plane taking his hand out the overhead bin, he had obviously get then placed something in before settling back down properly in his seat. Blaine also settled down putting on his headphones and closing his eyes to really take in the music as well as keep from seeing chaos and instead he began to picture the ocean eyes before drifting off.

Since Kurt had gotten such a late night and such an early flight, he fell into a light sleep quickly, his mind still on the green sprinkled hazel eyes.

He awoke when he felt the turbulence of the landing flight, the majority of the flight had been smooth but Kurt was bummed that he missed his peanuts. People had already began vacating the plane when Kurt's brain had caught up with him. Kurt ended up being one of the last of his aisle to get up. He felt a light tap on his shoulder. An air hostess had gotten his attention. She was busy dealing with a sticky situation from the turbulence and so didn't have the time to check the seats. Regretfully she asked if Kurt would assist the set check, Instantly falling for her charm he agreed. Kurt checked basically every row in hi class whilst the hostess went to first. Kurt reached the fourth row from the front when he heard a slight grumble and sigh. Someone on the row ahead had accidentally fallen asleep and so was awoken by their head slipping out of their hands grasp. Somebody else was still on the plane so Kurt was about to head to inform the air hostess but she was already the other side of the plane and so it felt like a waste, Kurt was going to politely ask this person to get off the plane so the crew could clean before next take off.

Blaine suddenly awoke, he had fallen out of his hand that was propping him up, he grumbled at the sudden movement and sighed because he had to move after a pleasant sleep. Blaine kept his eyes down since he heard someone moving behind him and did not wan them to see his post sleep face.

"excuse...excuse me", Kurt practically whispered,"you have arrived at your destination",Kurt's volume increased as he inched closer to the person,"it is time to leave the plane and do what you got to do".

Blaine heard the(what he assumed was an air host) and got up to grab his carry on. Except when his head turned he saw a familiar,stunning colour. A certain shade of suddenly shook his head in disbelief, stopping any previous movement.

Kurt was now on the same row as the unknown person and saw some movement . Only for it to stop out of Kurt had done his job and so simply shook the man a little to get some movement back into him before heading to the exit. A voice came from behind him."Thanks"Kurt didn't turn to look at the voices owner just replied with "not problem the air hostess asked me to"

"not for waking me up",Kurt was confused he had done nothing but sleep the entire flight," thanks for stopping me getting a face full of floor".

Kurt felt like he had forgotten how to hazel eyed beaut was there on the flight,just like he only was he on th flight but he was speaking to true words to thank him. How did he remember the little thing Kurt did? was he thinking of Kurt like Kurt was him?

why was Kurt fooling himself? he didn't eve know if the stranger was gay.

Blaine mind went crazy. He had just spoken to the enchanting man with the stunning person he drifted off thinking couldn't process anything that was happening. "Can i have your number?" just blurted out of Blaine mouth like vomit."to thank you properly over coffee or something",Blaine added to sound less desperate.

He didn't even know if the stranger was gay.

Kurt turned to get a peak at the voices owner, and was not disappointed. He managed to get cuter over the few hour hair was less tame and his eyes dowey from being also got a netter look at the saw how his muscles were shown so perfectly in the shirt and the way the leggings wrapped themselves around his thighs so had to tell himself to stop staring at his thighs,

Blaine's thoughts went crazy as he realised that Kurt had replied with a 'yes' and was handing him a napkin with his number quickly scribbled man whose cerulean eyes were now looking at him, glossed over with post sleep watery eyes but they still were enchanting and looked even more like someone could just dive in.Oh My God...Blaine did the beauties to come off as cool but sounding more like a fifth grader with a crush."Can i get a name with that number?"

Oh MY God, Oh My God. Kurt mind was stuck on a loop as he wrote his number on s napkin to hand the beautiful he handed it over the heard another question and instantly said "Kurt" a little to loud and eager for the moment but it was too late now.

"Kurt",Blaine repeated,Kurt shivered with pleasure with the way Blaine said his name,putting emphasis on the 'T'."Blaine...I'll text you".Kurt turned as soon as the opportunity arrived he could feel the blood rushing to his cheeks and had to escape before he ruined shouldn't be getting so excited over a coffee 'date'.

Blaine just set up half a date with the stranger who was no longer a stranger but Kurt was happy to attend.