Five years. Five years to the very day. Blaine's been gone, for five years. Sure, he was doing a noble thing but did he really have to leave Kurt alone? He hadn't seen that beautiful face since the day he said he'd enlisted. Kurt didn't have the courage to see him off to war, he couldn't bare to write. In fact, he was surprised to receive a phone call from Blaine asking to be picked up at the airport.
Kurt stood in the airport, anxiously awaiting Blaine's return. He found himself playing with the hem of his sweater, and biting his lip. How would Blaine look? Will the army have turned him straight? Will he still love Kurt?
Blaine's flight landed and Kurt got even more impatient then he had been. He noticed the curly head of hair in the crowd of people, and started jumping around.
"Blaine! Blaine over here!" he yelled, like a lunatic, and when their eyes met it was like they'd never been apart. Blaine ran for Kurt, picking him up and spinning around like crazy.
"Kurt, oh my god Kurt." he sat the taller boy down, grabbing his face in his warm calloused hands. "God, you're still so beautiful…" Blaine grinned. "You haven't changed."
"I've missed you." Kurt breathed, pulling Blaine closer.
"I've missed you too…"
"Blaine… Blaine I-" Kurt couldn't finish the sentence. Didn't the army have that stupid policy? What if Kurt ruined his career with that? A simple 'I love you'? Blaine stared at him, knowing what he wanted to say.
Everyone's around
No words are coming out
And I cant find my breath
Can we just say the rest with no sound?
And I know this isn't enough,
I still don't measure up
And I'm not prepared
Sorry is never there when you, need it
But I do, want you to know I'll hold you up
Above everyone
And I do,
Want you to know I think
You'd be good to me
And I'd be so good to you
I would
Kurt started in here, knowing the words perfectly.
I thought I saw a sign
Somewhere between the lines
Maybe it's me
Maybe I only see what I want
And I still have your letter
Just got caught between
Someone I just invented
Who I really am and who, I've become
They began singing together
And now I do, want you to know
I hold you up above everyone,
And I do, want you to know
Whoa, whoa, whoa
Whoa, whoa, whoa
Whoa, whoa, whoa
And I do, want you to know
I hold you up, above everyone
And I do, want you to know
I think, you'd be good to me
And I'd be so good to you
I would
And I do, want you to know
I hold you up, above everyone
And I do, want you to know
I think, you'd be good to me
And I'd be so good to you
I'd be good to you
I'd be good to you
I'd be good to you
I'd be so good to you
I'd be good to you
I'd be good to you
I'd be good to you
I'd be so good to you
"I love you." Kurt whispers, not caring that anyone is around that could possibly get Blaine kicked out of the army. All he cares about is Blaine, and how he's home, and they can be together. Blaine is home.
"I love you too." Blaine presses his lips against Kurt's, so softly, so gently, and Kurt realizes how much he missed it. He'd never even tried dating anyone else, their love will never die.
A/N: dedicated to .1613 because the lovely lady (lady I'm assuming) requested it. Good To You -Marianas Trench