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WARNINGS: Spoiler character for Glee episode 3.15.


Chapter three


"Kurt Hummel," Blaine hissed into his phone as he crouched down in the corner of the Warbler's practicing room, his bag pressed up against his chest as he clutched it with his left hand. "You can't just text me that while I'm in school and not expect it to have consequences!"

"I'm sorry, I really am, I... I don't know, I was just thinking about it and - "

Blaine let out a stressed stream of air. "Why were you thinking about it?"

"I'm taking a Health class late this year, and we were talking about sex and it just... I was just wondering why we haven't done it yet."

Blaine slid down the wall further, planting his butt on the ground as he took in Kurt's words. "We had a talk about it over the summer, though. You weren't ready, I wasn't ready, and so we decided that we would talk about it when we both were, but until then - "

"And what if I am ready? What if I am ready to give you, to share with you, the last part of me?"

Blaine's brain short circuited.

"...Blaine? Are you still there?"

Blaine shook his head, then nodded. Then slapped himself because Kurt couldn't see the nod. "Yes, I'm still here," he said, exhaling loudly.

"I'm sorry if that was too forward, but I just... I'm ready, I know that I'm ready. I just figured I'd better be honest and let you know. I mean, if you're not ready, then that's fine and - "

"Kurt," Blaine said quickly and rather breathlessly. Kurt stopped rambling, and Blaine could picture him blinking, those eyelashes moving down and brushing against the skin on Kurt's cheekbones. Oh my god... "Kurt, honey, I am so ready."

There was a small squeak on the other end of the line. "Really? You're not just saying that? I mean - "

"Okay, I'm about to get embarrassingly honest here, okay? You happen to be the best masturbation material."

"Blaine!"

"What? Not like that's all you're good for, because you're good for so much more and - "

"You're not really helping yourself here, Blaine."

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I was just trying to say that I want you, Kurt. You have no idea how much I want you."

Kurt was silent for a moment on the other line, and then Blaine heard his breath hitch. "R-really?"

Blaine nodded his head frantically as he spoke. "Yes. So much."

Kurt exhaled and Blaine closed his eyes, picturing Kurt's chest moving as he breathed; pictured his new heart beating, allowing him to breathe. "Then... then the next time you and I meet up, preferably before the dinner this weekend... We should talk about this, about how we want to go forward with this, okay? Or... after our date sometime, so the the whole date isn't awkward?"

"Okay, okay, we can – we can do that."

"Oh, the bell just rang. Can you call me after you get out of Warbler's practice?"

"Of course I will."

"I love you, and I'll talk to you later."

"I love you too, bye."

He hung up, and then placed his phone into his pocket, thinking over the conversation he'd just had. He and Kurt were going to talk about having sex. Standing up, Blaine blinked, and then allowed a shaky smile to appear on his face. He and Kurt were going to have a conversation about them having sex.

Oh my GOD!

Blaine was a respectable boyfriend, as he'd often been told by his friends, their girlfriends, and Kurt's father. He was polite, gentlemanly, and it was obvious to everyone that he loved Kurt deeply. And when he'd been asked point blank by David if he and Kurt'd had sex, he'd said no, because they were waiting until they were both ready and the time felt right; David's girlfriend had leaned over and said that she wished all boyfriends were like him, all the while shooting David a rather dark glare.

It was just that Blaine didn't want to do anything that would ruin his relationship with Kurt. Kurt meant too much to him to ruin anything they had by pushing for sex.

But being a gentleman didn't stop his mind from wandering, from imagining what it'd be like to push Kurt against his bed, to run his hands over Kurt's skin, to taste, to feel; he'd always imagined what it'd be like for him to see Kurt naked, what it'd be like to see Kurt's cock, erect and wanting release. What it'd be like to be inside of Kurt, or for Kurt to be inside him -

Blaine's right hand had been getting used a lot lately.

With a small sigh of happiness, Blaine shouldered his messenger bag and left the practice room, heading towards his next class, thinking about Kurt. Kurt, Kurt, Kurt, Kurt, Ku-

"Blaine?"

Blaine paused mid-step, his hand tightening on the strap of his bag. He blinked, turning around to see who had called his name. "Oh my..."

The man smiled at him, taking his top hat off as he walked closer. "Hey, little brother, how are you doing?"

Blaine stared at him. "No way, Cooper?"

Cooper Anderson gave him a wild grin, and then reached forward to pull Blaine into a rather rough hug. "Blaine, how are you doing?"

Blaine blinked and then allowed a large grin to appear on his face as he wrapped his arms around his older brother. "What are you doing here?"

Cooper pulled away and placed both hands on Blaine's shoulders, his eyebrows furrowing. "You're still as short as ever," he said seriously, which made Blaine glare at him. "Okay, but in all seriousness, I'm here because of the dinner this weekend, and also because..." He drew off, and then exhaled. "Dad called me."

Blaine's face fell. "...oh."

Cooper nodded. "He told me that you have a boyfriend."

Blaine bit his lip and took a small step back. "Yes... I do. We've been together for quite a while."

"Blaine, I..." Cooper took his elbow and pulled him into the nearest room, which was, thankfully, an empty classroom. "You know that dad called me here, to bring Alisa and show you what 'true happiness' is but..."

Cooper drew off and Blaine let out a sigh.

"But are you happy? Right now?"

Blaine's head shot back up and he stared at his older brother. "What?"

"Are you happy, with your boyfriend?"

A small smile broke out on Blaine's face and his head dropped back down as he chuckled. "I am so happy, you have no idea." He looked back up at his brother when he felt a hand drop down to his shoulder.

"Why don't I check you out of school, and then you can tell me all about him over lunch, okay?"

Blaine grinned. "Okay."

Cooper ended up checking him out of school early and taking him to the little cafe that they used to go to before Cooper moved out of the house to go to college. "So," he said as he settled himself down in the booth, taking a sip of his water. "Tell me about this boyfriend of yours."

That same small smile appeared on his face, and his fingers played with his glass of water as he started to talk. "His name is Kurt Hummel, and I first met him in a cemetery."

"Well, that's charming."

"Shut up, Coop," he said, not able to keep the smile off of his face. "Okay, well, we met at a cemetery, because he'd fallen asleep at his mother's grave. It was rather cold out, so I figured that I should wake him up so he wouldn't get sick; we started talking, and since Dad was taking me back to Lima later that week and I'd have nothing to do, I asked Kurt if he'd show me around. He said yes, we exchanged numbers, and we just... kept talking to each other after that.

"Our friendship just... took off, you know? It was like we were meant to be close from the very beginning; I trusted him with everything, he was fun to hang out with, to talk to and I just... He was so easy to fall in love with, Coop."

Cooper held up a hand to stop Blaine from talking. "Wait, you're in love with him?"

Blaine nodded. "So, so in love with him, Cooper. He makes everything worth it, and he lights up my life in the best way. I can't imagine going a day without speaking to him, and picturing the rest of my life? All I see for sure is that he's in all of it."

"Wow," Cooper said, leaning back against the booth, his eyes wide. "You are really in love with him..."

"Yes."

Cooper leaned forward again, giving Blaine a long, hard look. "How come I didn't hear about him until Dad called me, then? You'd think the first person you'd call would be your big brother."

Blaine inhaled sharply and then his head fell. Cooper pulled back a bit.

"I'm guessing it wasn't an easy thing, getting together, then huh?"

Blaine took a shaky breath, and Cooper was startled to see that his little brother was crying.

"Blaine?"

"U-um, I'm fine, Cooper. I'm fine, it was just... it's still a rather sore topic, you know?"

"Blaine, I'm afraid I'm not following."

"Um... Kurt became my best friend incredibly quickly, like... so fast it felt like I'd never not had him in my life. He'd been sort of like that missing puzzle piece that I'd been looking for forever, and once he was there, I never wanted to let him go. And then.. one day he sent me this... this text message out of the blue and it pretty much messed up my world for a while. I-I still have it," he said, pulling his phone out, thumbing through his texts. "No matter how much I wanted to delete it, I couldn't and I just... here," he stated, handing the phone over to Cooper.

Cooper took it, and then glanced down at the text message.

From Kurt (6:37): I have CHF. My heart is giving out and I'm dying.

Cooper stared at the text message. "Oh... So he - "

Blaine reached over and took his phone back, his thumb tracing the outline of the phone, sighing. "I didn't know how to take it, and our relationship really took a hit; then a while later, I got a call from his step-brother, who told me that Kurt's heart had stopped and that he was in the hospital – I went to visit him and everything fixed itself and - "

"And you got together?"

Blaine shook his head. "No. No, it took us a while. Um..." he fiddled with the glass in his hands and worried on his lip. "I was sort of an idiot, actually. Uh, do you remember Jeremiah?"

Cooper nodded, then furrowed his eyebrows. "What does he have to do with this, though?"

"He was the first person I told when I figured out I was in love with Kurt, and he sort of told me that he'd help me tell Kurt how I felt. However, I guess I made it look like I had a crush on Jeremiah instead of Kurt when I was trying to drop a few hints. I, as usual, failed with being sneaky, and on the day I was going to confess to Kurt, Kurt arrived to the house early and Jeremiah was there."

"Oh, so he assumed that...?"

"That Jeremiah and I were either dating or that I was going to tell him I liked Jeremiah." Blaine let out a sigh and ran a hand over his hair. "We sort of stopped talking a little bit after that, and during that time he just kept getting worse and worse and after he showed up to Regionals and left halfway through because he was so sick, I knew that I had to tell him. So I met up with him in a park that we'd decided was our little place, and he told me that he was so scared and I just held him and told him that I loved him and everything would be okay in the end as he cried. And then he pulled away and kissed me and everything fit together after that."

Cooper let out a low whistle. "That is some story, Blaine."

Blaine shrugged his shoulders. "I know that I should have called you to let you know, but for that little while I was just so happy being with him, I wanted to keep myself in that little bubble, and if I'd called you I would have had to tell you about his heart and I didn't want to think about that during those times."

Cooper opened his mouth, hesitating to ask. Eventually, he just decided to go for it. "And now? Is he still in need of a transplant or?"

He'd been expecting for Blaine to get sad again, for him to mention something about Kurt getting worse or staying the same; he was most definitely not expecting a large smile to appear on Blaine's face and for Blaine to shake his head energetically. "No, Coop, he doesn't. He, uh, he got really bad there, so bad that his dad had started planning his funeral and getting everything ready, but one night his pager went off and he got his heart and, Coop, he has a new heart and he's going to live," Blaine finished, bringing a hand up to his mouth, tears forming in his eyes. "I just... god, Cooper, I haven't actually said it out loud and - "

"I think I understand," Cooper said, glancing up as their waitress began to bring their food to them. "I want to meet him soon," he finished, saying a quick 'thank you' to the waitress as she placed his food on the table in front of him. "Would you be okay with that?"

Blaine nodded, taking a bite of his hamburger. "I'd be more than okay with that. I think I want you to meet him, too."

"That's good."

They ate together in silence, and then Blaine decided to voice what was on his mind. "Uh, Coop? I want to invite Kurt to the dinner on Saturday, and..."

Cooper's head shot up and he stared at Blaine, giving him a hard look that had Blaine shifting in his seat. "I don't think that's such a good idea, Blaine."

Blaine frowned. "Why not? I want to invite him because on Kurt's bucket list he'd had 'attend a fancy dinner party', or something along those lines, and I want to give it to him."

"You're trying to give him his bucket list, jesus, Blaine!"

Blaine shot up in his seat, sitting completely straight as he stared at his older brother. "And what's wrong with that? I want to give it to him, so I will; and that's not the point, Cooper. What's wrong with me inviting him to the dinner party?"

Cooper bit his lip, and Blaine let out a sigh.

"Dad's invited the Johnson's over, hasn't he?"

The Johnson family were very close to the Anderson's, and by 'very close' Blaine meant they tolerated each other, seeing as both of them were family owned law firms who happened to do a lot of business with each other. The Johnson's weren't usually invited to dinner parties, but when they were, Blaine knew it was because his father was planning something, and Blaine always knew what it was; the Johnson's had a daughter, around Blaine's age, and at one point in time, Blaine had caught his father and Mr. Johnson wondering if they could plan an arranged marriage between the two - after Blaine had come out of the closet.

Thankfully, Blaine's mother had stepped in, stopping all thoughts of an arranged marriage in its tracks. However, his father hadn't stopped trying to push Amanda (the daughter) on Blaine at every chance that he could get. Unless...

"I mean," Cooper was saying as he slowly chewed on his food. "I guess it might not be a bad idea after all to have Kurt be a part of the dinner... It would probably get the Johnson's off your back, and maybe dad for a while."

"You think?"

Cooper shrugged. "I'm not sure, but I'm sure not going to do what he expects me to do."

Blaine raised an eyebrow? "And that would be?"

"To encourage you to make the 'right' choice and date Amanda. I'm going to encourage you to sneak away with Kurt and do whatever the hell you guys have done so far."

Blaine's face burned slightly and he shifted on the seat. "We, uh... We actually haven't - "

Cooper grinned. "So, my little brother is still - "

"Hungry," Blaine hissed out as he reached over and shoved a fry into his brother's mouth. "He's still hungry."

..

Since he'd been checked out of school, he'd ended up being forced to help finish set up the dining area for the dinner party, his father giving both him and Cooper disappointed looks when they stumbled into building the Anderson's had rented for the weekend, both of them laughing over a story Blaine had been telling about Kurt and his first ever sunburn.

"I'd taken him out running," Blaine had been saying, recalling the memory with fondness. "It had been the first time he'd been running in a few years, and he just – took off, like he was flying, and honestly? I'd never seen him so free."

Cooper had clapped on the shoulder, grinning like he'd grinned as a child, when they were both burden free of their family. But, their father had pulled them into helping, which had ceased all fun activities; Blaine had been able to get away, though, pretending to have to use the restroom so that he could quickly figure out what his plans with Kurt were:

From Blaine (2:13): So, what are out plans to meet up, then? I'd call, but I got roped into helping finish setting up for the dinner.

From Kurt: (2:14): I can meet tomorrow and spend the entire day with you :)

From Blaine: (2:16): I'll pick you up then. Love you.

From Kurt: (2:16): I love you too. : *

And then, Blaine had been brought back to work,

It was incredibly boring work, with him just placing certain objects on the tables, or helping set up chairs; the movements were repetitive, so he allowed his mind to wander, thinking back to the summer, when he could see Kurt every day, spend the night at the Hummel's house.

He remembered when he first fell asleep in Kurt's bed, two days before they'd been informed that Kurt had a heart. Blaine had been the one to carry him up to his room that night, and instead of just placing Kurt in the bed, he'd laid down beside his boyfriend, pressing a quick kiss to Kurt's head. Kurt had remained asleep, even as Blaine snuggled up close to him, just feeling him and holding him and listening to him breathe.

Who knows how much longer I'll...

He'd had to stop that thought, because no. Kurt would get a heart, he was sure.

He'd fallen asleep there, one of his hands pressed up on Kurt's chest, feeling his heart beat, his head placed as close to Kurt's as he could, hearing him inhale and exhale when he needed. It had been one of the best sleeps he'd ever had, and waking up next to Kurt had been... something that Blaine couldn't' describe.

Sleeping with Kurt hadn't happened since the party over the summer, and Blaine found that he missed it, feeling Kurt's warm body next to his, hearing his heart beat and him breathing. He just missed his boyfriend.

I'm getting all sad now...

"Blaine!"

Blaine let out a blink, and then turned around and his mouth dropped open, his arms opening up just in time to catch the flying ball of Kurt Hummel that was sent soaring at him. "Oof," he let out as he was forced to take a few steps back to keep his balance. "H-hi, love," he said as he put Kurt down on the ground. Kurt leaned forward and placed a kiss on his mouth before he could say anything else and then moved away. "What are you doing here?"

Kurt grinned. "I know that you said we'd meet tomorrow, but I have a really big favor to ask of you and I wanted to ask it in person."

Blaine nodded. "Sure, sure, anything."

Kurt let out a relieved sigh. "I'm auditioning for New Directions tomorrow, and I was hoping that you'd be able to be there to hear me sing."

Blaine blinked again, the nodded repeatedly, leaning forward to press a kiss to Kurt's forehead. "Yes, yes, absolutely."

"Good," Kurt said as he wrapped his arms around Blaine's shoulders, Blaine's hands immediately going to his waist. "That just makes my audition even better."

Blaine twirled them around once, and then he leaned in and pressed their foreheads together. "Are you busy right now?"

Kurt shook his head, sliding his right hand down Blaine's arm to lace their fingers together. "No. I got out of having to do anything today at home, and I'm not auditioning for Glee until tomorrow, so I am all yours for the rest of the day." He then nodded towards the tables. "What about you?"

Blaine gave him a quick peck on the lips and tightened his grip on Kurt's fingers a tad. "They'll be okay without me. There's someone that I want you to meet."

Kurt raised an eyebrow as Blaine began to pull him towards another room. "Oh? Am I finally going to meet your boyfriend?"

Blaine let out a laugh. "No, no, you're not meeting him just yet. But, uh... Hey, Cooper!" he called out, signaling for his brother to come over. "Get over here!"

Kurt paused. "Blaine, is that...?"

"My brother? Yeah, it is."

"...I think that I really like the Anderson genes."

Blaine frowned at him. "Oi."

Kurt pressed a kiss to his cheek, then another one on the corner of Blaine's eyebrow. "Aw, I still think you're the best Anderson of all, though. After all," he said, his voice moving to his deeper register. "You're the one that I'm going to lose my virginity to."

Blaine would have said something back, but all he could do was allow his jaw to drop open, just in time for Cooper to stop in front of them.

"Blaine? You called me over?"

Blaine grinned up at him, then pushed Kurt slightly forward towards his brother. "Cooper? I'd like you to meet Kurt Hummel, my boyfriend. Kurt? This is my brother, Cooper Anderson."

Kurt glanced at Blaine out of the side of his eye, then up to Cooper before he held out his hand. "Hello," he said politely. "It's nice to meet you; Blaine's told me a lot."

Cooper took Kurt's hand, then grinned widely and Kurt could suddenly see the resemblance. "It's nice to meet you as well, Kurt. Let's drop the formalities right now, okay?"

Kurt barely had time to nod before he was being yanked into a hug, Cooper's arms closing around him tightly, and he could hear Blaine laughing in the background. "Uh..." he stated, before slowly allowing his arms to come around Cooper's hack. "I take it you're like Blaine and are sort of touchy feely?"

Cooper pulled away from the hug, his smile softened somewhat. "Only towards those who make my brother as happy as you've made him."

Kurt flushed slightly, turning his head to look back at Blaine, who was even more red than him. He felt Cooper take his arm firmly and his head swirled around to stare at him. "Yes?"

"I'd like to talk to you alone, if that's okay?"

Kurt nodded, his arm being let go as Cooper led them both over to a small round table, quite a ways away from Blaine. "Um... is there something wrong, or?"

"No, no, not at all, um.. I honestly just wanted to talk to you alone to thank you; I know that I'll have plenty of time to get to know you better, but really - " Cooper's face softened, and his gaze traveled over to his brother, who was sneaking some food from the only table in the room that was set up and fully equipped with food. "I have, honestly, never seen him so happy. And that's all thanks to you."

Kurt bit his lip. "I-it's probably not just because of me, you know; he's the lead singer of the Warblers, and he's applying to some really great schools for college, like Columbia and - "

"Schools in New York, right? Where you're planning on going?"

Kurt shrugged, but he knew it was true. "Honestly I hadn't thought about it much yet, because I didn't really think I'd ever get there – um..." The conversation was slowly becoming more awkward, and he shifted on his feet and looked over at his boyfriend, who was now getting scolded by the caterer for stealing food; he let out a laugh, shaking his head. "He needs to stop doing that."

"Oh, I know. He's been doing stuff like that ever since he was young, only he got away with it because 'oooh, just look at how cute he is'," Cooper said in a high voice, rolling his eyes as the caterer seemed to be won over by Blaine. "Ugh," he said, mock disgust in his voice. "It's those damn eyes."

"They do get him a lot of stuff – free stuff. He mostly gives what he gets to me, so who am I to complain?"

Cooper tilted his head to the side. "That is true... Hey!" he exclaimed, nudging Kurt's shoulder as Blaine hurried over to them. "I have so many embarrassing stories to tell you about your boyfriend."

Kurt raised an eyebrow. "Oh? Looks like we have a get together sometime in the near future."

"What's that?" Blaine asked, taking a sandwich out of his pocket and handing it over to Kurt. "I thought you might be hungry," he whispered, glancing over his shoulder at the caterer; she caught his gaze and he gave her a beaming smile, to which she grinned at and turned around to yell at a waiter. "So," he continued, turning back to the two of them and sliding his arm around Kurt's waist. "What were you two saying?"

"We were just planning a day to meet up so that I can tell him all of the embarrassing childhood stories about you," Cooper said as he examined his fingers.

Blaine's mouth fell open; he turned to Kurt, who shrugged his shoulders, eyes wide, and then took a bite of his sandwich and began to head out of the room. "Bye Cooper!" he called out as he went.

Blaine's eyes were wide as he stared after his boyfriend; then Kurt's right hand appeared behind his back, the fingers wagging in a message. Blaine took off after him, taking Kurt's hand in his once he caught up, excused falling from his lips. "No, you don't want to hang out with Cooper at all, Kurt, he lies about a a lot of things and – and, Kurt, you're not really going to, uh – BYE COOPER!" He yelled out before they left.

Cooper had a feeling that he would really, really like Kurt Hummel.

..

Kurt Hummel was completely and utterly nervous.

He'd never had an official audition, never had to sing a song that would determine if he would get into a club, and the reassurance that almost everyone got into Glee club really hadn't helped at all. Blaine's hugs and kisses and help hadn't done the job either.

What if I'm horrible?

What if they hate my voice?

What if...

So, he settled himself on the stage and closed his eyes, doing his breathing exercises to calm his mind down and to slow down his heart beat. The entirety of New Directions, as well as Blaine, were sitting behind him in the auditorium, which just made Kurt even more nervous, because usually auditions were held in the choir room. However, Rachel had said they should use the auditorium instead.

"The acoustics are better for your singing, Kurt," she'd said with a beaming smile.

And so he had relented to performing in the auditorium.

Well, it's now or never...

Taking a deep breath, he exhaled, then turned around and faced the group.

"I, uh... Okay, so I've never really performed in front of anyone, other than Blaine, of course," he said, nodding his head in the direction of his boyfriend, who gave him a wide smile; Rachel sent him a glare out of the corner of her eye, and Blaine shifted awkwardly in his seat. Kurt cleared his throat. "Alright, so I just... go whenever, right?" he asked Mr. Schuester.

Mr. Schue nodded. "Whenever you're comfortable enough, Kurt."

"Okay, okay..."

He took a deep breath, closed his eyes for a moment, then thought back to what he'd been thinking and feeling about when he'd picked his song. A smile appeared on his face, and then he let out a small laugh, soft enough that only he could hear it. Alright, he said, signaling the band to begin. Let's do this.

And I feel,
All the faint morning light,
Filled with hope 'cause you're here in my life,
And we've gone,
From the edge of our souls,
Made it back to a place we call home.

You, see me through,
I was alone in the dark and the fear was my truth.

Yeah, all the things that you are,
Beautifully broken, alive in my heart,
And know that you are everything,
Let your heart sing and tonight, we light up the stars,
All that you are.

Kurt remembered not really thinking he was going to survive to see his senior year of high school, not living to see anything crossed off of his Bucket List, and most definitely not surviving long enough to fall in love with someone as amazing as Blaine Anderson. He'd lived each day, wondering if that day was going to be his last day; his last to see his dad, to learn, to eat food, to watch TV, to see the sun and hear everything that was living around him.

I feel wrong,
I'm so human and flawed,
I break down even though I'm still strong,
And time, will make fools of us all,
Builds us up, and then laughs when we fall.

You, pull me through,
When I'm alone in the dark and the fear was my truth.

Yeah, all the things that you are,
Beautifully broken, alive in my heart,
And know that you are everything,
Let your heart sing and tonight, we light up the stars,
All that you are.

Something changed in him, though, once he met Blaine, once he made the friendships that he had now. There was something more beautiful about the world, and even when he'd been dying, he could see the beauty in living until he couldn't anymore one again. And it was all thanks to Blaine, to his friends. His song was for his friends; for his Blaine.

Yeah, all the things that you are,
Beautifully broken, alive in my heart,
And know that you are everything,
Let your heart sing and tonight, we light up the stars,
All that you are.

Yeah, all the things that you are,
Beautifully broken, alive in my heart,
And know that you are everything,
Let your heart sing and tonight,
Let your heart sing and tonight, we light up the stars,
All that you are.

Oh I feel,
All the faint morning light,
Filled with hope 'cause you're here in my life.

When he was finished singing, he kept his eyes closed, just in case his singing hadn't been well received; but then there was mad clapping, and his eyes opened to see the entire Glee club and Blaine standing, all clapping as hard as they could. "Holy shit," Puck said loudly, and Kurt let out a laugh.

"Kurt! You're voice," Rachel said, her mouth open. "You're amazing!"

Blaine was moving to get up onto the stage, and once he had, he wrapped his arms around Kurt's waist, pulling him into a crushing hug. "That was amazing," he breathed against Kurt's neck.

"You think so?"

"Absolutely."

"It was for you; for my friends too, but mostly for you," Kurt whispered as the Glee club all clambered onto the stage. "Thank you for helping me when I needed someone there; last year, I mean. And now."

He could tell that Blaine wanted to kiss him, for them to just be alone right now, but Kurt felt arms pulling him from Blaine, and then he was in the middle of a New Directions group hug, cries of, "Welcome to New Directions, Kurt!" were being tossed around. He could spend this time with them, though, because in an hour or so, it would just be him and Blaine, doing whatever Blaine had planned for their night together.

"Thank you, you guys. I think I'm going to enjoy it," he said to them once they'd let him go. Glancing up, he caught Blaine's gaze and couldn't help but give him a beaming smile. "You'd think I'd just won an Oscar," he mouthed.

Blaine shrugged, then held up his phone, pointing to the time. Kurt waved at him and Blaine blew him a kiss before he headed out of the auditorium. Kurt's phone vibrated, and once he'd been able to, he pulled it out of his pocket to check it.

Blaine (3:02): I'll pick you up in two hours; enough time for you to get ready, and enough time for me to make sure that everything is perfect. I love you, and I'll see you soon.

Kurt let out a happy sigh, and he was going to respond when another text came through.

Blaine (3:04): You were amazing, and you looked so beautiful up on that stage. I am so lucky, and I am so in love with you, Kurt Hummel.

Kurt would have been lying if he'd said he hadn't teared up a bit at his boyfriend's words. They told each other that they loved each other often, but sometimes it just hit him, that the wonderful and amazing boy named Blaine Anderson was in love with him, that they were together, and that Kurt had months, weeks, years to look forward to with him.

Kurt (3:07): I'm in love with you too.

Putting his phone back into his pocket, he tapped Mercedes on the shoulder and hugged her once she'd turned around. "I'm going to go home; I have a date to get ready for, so I'll call you later, alright?"

"Mmmhmm, you better," she teased as he exited the auditorium, a full smile on his face.

"Will do!" he called back as he waved goodbye to everyone. God today was a good day!

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"Pizza for the night is okay, right?"

Kurt nodded as Blaine pulled out the two pizza boxes and placed them on the blanket next to him, then once Blaine was situated, he curled up into Blaine's side, running his hand over Blaine's stomach. "This is really nice," he said, glancing up at the night sky, watching the stars shine. "Thank you so much for this."

Blaine placed an arm around his shoulder and offered him a bite of pizza. He held it at Kurt's mouth until his hand was pushed away slightly, then he took his own bite, placed the pizza back into the box and laid down beside his boyfriend. "You don't have to thank me, really. I just knew that you wanted to watch the stars; I'm just glad to see you smiling."

"I've been smiling a lot lately, huh?"

Blaine nudged Kurt's nose with his own slightly, pressing a quick kiss to his lips. "I like you smiling."

Kurt's smile grew for a moment, but then it fell, his face moving into a more serious look. "How did you know that I wanted to watch the stars? I don't think I've ever told you that."

Blaine nuzzled his nose into Kurt's cheek. "At Tina's party, when you tossed me your Bucket List, I sort of... read a little more than the one you'd told me to read." He paused, "Are you mad at me?"

Kurt shook his head. "No. I gave it to you, I should have known that you'd be curious to see what my dying self was dreaming about."

"Kurt..."

Kurt shook his head again. "No, it's really fine, Blaine; completely fine, in fact. If there was anyone who I'd wanted to know my dreams, it's you." Kurt pressed a kiss to his nose, then rested his head back down on the blanket. "Which ones were the interesting ones to you?"

Blaine's eyebrows furrowed. "On your list? I, for one, really liked number forty five."

Kurt thought about it, then went red. "Wait, the one about me skinny dipping?"

Blaine kissed him.

"Blaine!"

Blaine allowed Kurt to swat at him, laughing the entire time. "Okay, okay," he said once Kurt had calmed down and curled back up in his arms. "In all honesty, though? My favorite one is number 50."

"Oh... Me too. I really like that one as well."

No. 50: live.


Author's notes: Uuuuuummm... yeah, there's a really high chance that this fic will get to the rating of M. Possibly.

Probably.

Most likely.

The scene with the M rating has been written, soooooooooo

Yeah.

But it's not for a while, and I'll make a system up so that if you aren't comfortable with reading an M rated scene you can skip it, and I'll warn at the top of the chapter as well as tell you how to skip it once that chapter is posted. Good?

Good.

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UO