Kurt and Blaine were completely refreshed since their day of relaxation together. They had finally gotten their much needed quiet time and were ready to face the world once again.
Blaine was moving full-speed ahead, trying to finish writing all the songs for his next album, recording them on weekends as he went along, and Kurt was hurriedly trying to keep up with school work while designing clothes for Blaine's album cover and interviews. They were still exhausted, but were in the honeymoon phase of their relationship, so all was well.
It was another quiet evening, about a week after that lazy day, that Kurt and Blaine found themselves curled up in their living room- this time completing separate tasks. Kurt was working on a design portfolio that was due at the end of the week for his fashion design class, and Blaine was writing another song for his next album. Both men were hunched over their coffee table, working diligently.
Except Blaine was having trouble staying focused. It was hard to pay attention to the task at hand when his gorgeous boyfriend was sitting right there across from him, biting his tongue in concentration. Nope. Blaine couldn't focus if his life depended on it
So Blaine decided to use this distraction to his benefit and just write yet another song about Kurt.
He stared openly, taking in all of Kurt's beautiful features, reminiscing on times they'd spent together, hoping to draw inspiration from that. He thought back to Kurt following him around the country, being at every show, moving in with him, lazy days spent in bed... Oh yeah. Blaine had more than enough material to draw from.
He instantly set back to writing, frequently glancing up at Kurt, before writing another verse.
"I know that you're writing about me. It better all be good stuff," Kurt teased, finally quitting his assignment for a few minutes, stretching his neck and back, which were sore from being hunched over for so long.
"I hope it's good. I'm having trouble writing about your eyes, though. Are they green or are they blue?" Blaine pondered out loud.
"Oh crap. Now it's gonna sound too much like Your Song. So excuse me forgetting but these things I do. You see I've forgotten if they're green or they're blue. Anyway the thing is what I really mean, yours are the sweetest eyes I've ever seen," Blaine sang out loudly, jumping up onto the table, arms stretched out wide.
Kurt hid his face in shame, even though no one else was around to see his crazy boyfriend. Sometimes Kurt wondered how someone as adorkable as Blaine had managed to become such a heart throb celebrity. Damn that sultry voice of his.
"Get down from there, you crazy!" Kurt called at Blaine through his laughter, tugging Blaine down back into his seat.
"What do you think, Kurt? I bet I could get away with telling people I wrote that song. I mean, it's not too recognizable, right?" Blaine joked.
"Totally. I mean, Elton John? Not that big of a deal. Neither is Moulin Rouge, for that matter," Kurt laughed. Blaine scowled.
"Oh, don't worry. Inspiration will come to you soon enough. And I'm sure I'll love whatever you write. I always do. In the meantime, I need to get back to work and pretend like I don't see you blatantly staring at me from across the table."
Blaine laughed at his boyfriend. How did he end up so lucky? I mean, seriously? All the guys he had dated in the past ended up being real jerks, using them for his fame or breaking his heart in some way or another. But Kurt was different from those other guys. Blaine trusted him completely. Kurt had stood by Blaine since he met him. Kurt even stood by Blaine before they started dating, rescuing him from the crowd of fans right before their first date happened. Kurt was the best thing to ever happen to Blaine, and Blaine had never been happier in his entire life. And just like, inspiration hit.
It was now the weekend. Kurt had finished all of his homework assignments and Blaine had finished his latest song, inspired by Kurt. Just like every other weekend, it was time for Blaine to head down to the studio to record yet another song for his album.
"Tell me again why I'm coming with you? Not that I mind, but usually I sleep in on Saturdays while you record your solos. I thought we wouldn't start recording the duets until next weekend," Kurt questioned Blaine, who was literally dragging him into the studio with him, holding Kurt's hand with one hand and Kurt's coffee with the other, holding it in front of Kurt's face as inspiration for the man to enter the building with him.
Blaine had quickly learned that Kurt would do basically anything for coffee, so in the off chance that Kurt didn't feel like getting out of bed to come down to the studio with Blaine, he figured he should offer some sort of collateral. As soon as Kurt stepped foot into the building, Blaine immediately handed Kurt his coffee, offering him his reward. Kurt smiled triumphantly.
"You'll see. It's a surprise," Blaine answered.
"Hey Blaine!" The music producer, Tom, greeted him with a wave.
"Hey Tom. How's it going? This is Kurt, the guy I'm always singing about," Blaine laughed, gesturing to Kurt.
"Hi Tom. It's a pleasure to meet you," Kurt said, reaching out to shake Tom's hand.
"So, last solo song for the album, huh, Blaine? You ready to get this done with?" Tom said, moving to sit in his booth, hands already on the controls, ready to get the show on the road.
"You bet," Blaine answered.
"Kurt, can you go sit in there with Tom? I want to make sure you can hear the song."
"Sure," Kurt nodded, still confused as to why Blaine wanted him there. But, regardless, he made his way into the booth with Tom, getting a direct view of Blaine in the recording room from where he was sitting.
"Alright, Blaine. Ready when you are," Tom said.
Blaine nodded that he was ready, and began to strum on his guitar, never once taking his eyes off of Kurt while he sang.
You're stuck on me and my laughing eyes
I can't pretend though I try to hide - I like you
I like you.
I think I felt my heart skip a beat
I'm standing here and I can hardly breathe - you got me
You got me.
The way you take my hand is just so sweet
And that crooked smile of yours it knocks me off my feet
Oh, I just can't get enough
I'm a stoup I need to fill me up.
It feels so good it must be love
It's everything that I've been dreaming of.
I give up. I give in. I let go. Lets begin.
Cuz no matter what I do,
Oh (oh) my heart is filled with you.
I can't imagine what it'd be like
Livin everyday in this life - without you.
Without you.
One look from you I know you understand
This mess we're in you know is just so out of hand.
Oh, I just can't get enough
I'm a stoup I need to fill me up.
It feels so good it must be love
It's everything that I've been dreaming of.
I give up. I give in. I let go. Lets begin.
Cuz no matter what I do,
Oh, I just can't get enough
I'm a stoup I need to fill me up.
It feels so good it must be love
It's everything that I've been dreaming of.
I give up. I give in. I let go. Lets begin.
Cuz no matter what I do,
Oh my heart is filled with you.
Oh
You got me. You got me.
Oh
You got me. You got me.
By the end of the song, Kurt could feel the wet streaks on cheeks from his tears. He couldn't believe that Blaine wrote that beautiful song about him. He had heard bits and pieces of Blaine's other songs inspired by him, but this one... wow. Just wow. Kurt was pretty sure he was the luckiest guy in the entire world.
As soon as the recording light went off, Kurt ran into the room, grabbing Blaine and pulling him into a bone-shattering hug.
"It was perfect. So perfect. Thank you so much," Kurt said, still crying, too happy to comprehend.
"It was inspired by you, so... yeah... I love you, Kurt Hummel," Blaine replied, glad that Kurt was so moved by his song.
"And I love you, Blaine Anderson."
A/N: If only all good things could last forever... leaving the honeymoon stage next chapter. It's time that these boys get a little dose of reality.
Also, sorry this chapter was so freakishly short. But, I posted two chapters in one night, so I figure that makes up for it. The rest of the chapters will be back to average length, if not longer.
Last note: I got a couple of reviews saying how this story is different from Go The Distance. I really hope you guys mean it's a good kind of different. And I just wanted to clarify that while it's a sequel to Go The Distance, it's going to differ from the original because Kurt and Blaine are together now. There is no more pining or chasing one another around the country. They are equals in their relationships and will be dealing with issues surrounding that, now. The fame aspect will still make itself known in this story, but, right now, I'm just focusing on the honeymoon phase. Don't worry though... major drama starts next chapter.
Argh! I forgot to say what song I used! You Got Me by Colbie Caillat
