A/N: Hi people! Thank you for the reviews and YUS I have a prompt! It'll be up next. I apologise for the little glitch with posting the first chapter again, don't know what happened there. Also, there's a competition to make a cover for Bountiful Klainebows on Instagram, so if you are interested my account is takeabiteofmyheart (hahah I feel like such a loser) Anyway I'd love to have some more prompts, or even just a quick review. Love, Riri xxx


blaine, can you come over? Xxx -K .

babe are you ok? Im getting in the car as we... text... :P Xxx -B .

I just miss you. and I want to spend every moment I can with you before I leave. X -K .

I miss you too. be there in 5 :) x -B .

Okay xxx -K .


Blaine pressed his foot harder on the gas. Every moment counts. He sighed, turning California Gurls down a few notches and running his hands through his hair. Kurt had hidden his hair gel last night, and he hadn't had time to buy more before he got his text this morning. He'd hurried out the door, forgetting any kind of product. He bet that Kurt won't stop laughing.

He sighed again.

Kurt was leaving for New York in a week. Blaine didn't know how he'd manage. True, they would be texting every minute and phoning at break and Skyping every night, but nothing compares to the touch of skin to skin.

Hand to hand.

Nose to nose.

A kiss.

Blaine pulled up outside the Hummel-Hudson house and knocked on the door, which was wrenched open by a sleepy, teary looking Kurt, who promptly hurled himself into Blaine's arms.

"I love you." He sniffled, burrowing his head in the dip of Blaine's collarbone.

"Let's go inside, Kurt," Mumbled Blaine into Kurt's hair, placing a soft kiss on the crown of his head.

Only very rarely did the fashionista let Blaine become the taller one. It was only when he needed severe comforting. And Blaine knew this. He knew as soon as he saw a slightly disheveled looking Kurt spring from the door, that today was going to be tears and cuddles.

The shorter led the taller to Kurt's room, and sat him down on the bed, pulling the blankets over them. Kurt slipped down the bed a bit, and rested his head on Blaine's chest, right above his heart, so he could hear it beating.

"I don't want to go any more." Whispered Kurt, "I want to stay here with you." A single tear slipped down his cheek, and threatened to drip onto Blaine's sweater, but he wiped it away, and cupped Kurt's cheek.

"You have to go. You'll regret it if you don't. New York is the city of your dreams! I won't let you stay. It's your time." Every word that slipped from his mouth was hurting. He wanted to be selfish. To keep Kurt for his own, keep him here. But he couldn't, Blaine knew that. And he also knew that their relationship will be so much stronger afterwards. Absense makes the heart grow fonder, right?

"Remember what you said before, Kurt? You and I will be that fabulous old couple, what was it, watching JaLo's memorial in a rest home? We will always be together. Nothing can stop us now."

Kurt's eyes were glossy, and so, so sad. Blaine turned his head and kissed him. Their lips touching and fingers entwining, it was a perfect moment, damped slightly by the tears and the prospect of New York.

Blaine had never loved anyone as much as Kurt... he sometimes wondered if his heart would explode for all his love, or his stomach would stop working for all the butterflies residing there. He sometimes wondered what would have happened if he had never met Kurt on the staircase, but then he would smile, and say, "It was meant to be."


A/N: Prompt and review? Pleaaaase? :)