I don't own Glee...

Blaine's POV

I should feel bad for wanting to leave Dalton. If I would've moved to Indiana with my mom, I would never be in this hotel room right now.

I knew that staying Dalton would change my life and make me happy, but I didn't think my entire future would be made.

Kurt Hummel had stopped me from leaving Dalton. He was the first person I could talk to about being gay, and he was the only one to know and to accept me. It meant a lot to me to have someone that understood.

He was adorable, sassy although kind, hilarious, indescrbibable. He was just... perfect.

And he was laying with me, at this very moment.

My heart was ready to burst. It was pumping pretty quickly.

"I'm glad me waited," I said to him as we snuggled together, him coiled up against me, us almost naked.

He laughed, closing his eyes. "I know."

I stroked his smooth, porcelain skin as he nestled his face into my chest. "I love you, so damn much right now. And forever, and ever."

I was serious. I loved Kurt with my mind, heart and soul.

He grabbed my hand and looked up into my eyes. "I love you, so damn much right now also. I love you forever, and ever, too."

"You mean so much to me."

Kurt held my cheek as we pecked each other on the lips.

The "first time" and honeymoon were only the beginning. We both knew it would get better.