Life went on and on while Kurt and Blaine's friendship became bigger and closer. They literally weren't able to keep one day without gathering each other. There were so many stuff they could do together. Ususally, their day consisted of riding horses, dreaming in the grass and walking in the night & chatting about everything and nothing. Blaine helped Kurt with milking the cows, which was the big bonus cause after they did small picnics, drinking milk and eating cookies which Mrs. Anderson baked for them. So yeah, his parents knew about their friendship and totally accepted it, as they didn't mind Blaine seeing Kurt everyday, through the whole day. Boy also knew Kurt with his friends which Kurt happened to notice in the day they interrupted him with cows job. Alice, Brooky, Benjamin and Mike turned out to be very hilarious and kind people, so they didn't have any problem with Kurt. Life went on, but this time Kurt happened to actually care about it, care about the time, care about some new people and not only about his dead dad. He finally felt like he was enjoying his life which seemed to be so hopeless not so long ago.

Blaine.

There was something special in him. He was very open but once he did something unbelieveable like filling completely empty glass with a drink only by snapping, he didn't want to explain anything and he just changed the subject.

Hmmm.

Kurt caught himself at thinking about Blaine, AGAIN. He immediately got up and put some clothes on, excited to meet his friend. On his way to the old wooden door, his mother accosted him.

- Since when you're so happy about milking the cows? Did it start to talk and made you think that you find a friend?- she yawned – sounds creepy. Now go!

Elizabeth headed him the exit and went back to her job, sleeping.

Ugh!

He clenched his mouth and fists until they hurted from buckets' handles. Pain was so strong that he carelessly dropped them, hurting his feet by the way.

- Holy crap! - he literally yelled and realized his mother could hear him; he was still around the house.

- Seems like you need some help, don't you, Kurtis? - some voice in the back asked to help him, but when Kurt turned around, he didn't notice anyone.

- You're so funny Blaine, now get out of wherever you are and may you be so nice to help me with these fucking buckets? Like, please? - silence hit his ears. „Fuck you", he whispered and headed straight to the meadow.

- Ruuuuude – he heard when warm breathgiggled his ear.

Blaine was in front of him.

- How did you do that? Just man, how? But.. Holy shit, you won't say me anyways – Kurt said and ignored Blaine, knowing he'll follow him.

- I probably won't so yeah, questions are basically useless. - Blaine laughed and caught Kurt in his waist from behind.

- You! - caught boy smiled brightly since he was secretly laughing under his nose. Blaine rested his chin on Kurt's shoulder and made them walk forward in a hug.

- You smell nice – cute little thing named Anderson smelled Kurt once again. He knew he was lying though, in Middle Ages, nobody smells nice. Let's just face it.

- Good joke Blainey, but I have some cows to milk now – he eventually freed himself from a hug and hurried forward.

-How about absolving milk job for today? Just for one day. We could go to the inn, drink some beer and meet Alice, Brooky, Mike and Benjamin. It'd be nice, a little escape from daily habits. So, shall we? - the suggestion was super tempting and Kurt couldn't decide, like he was making a life choice.

- But, just for one day, right? And.. you will make the buckets full after all? - Kurt looked at Blaine with begging glance and all that requested boy could do is smile and make a promise to his bestfriend. Yeah, bestfriend.. Kurtis. He likes to call him that.

Kurt was a little bit nervous since he had never been in an inn before, not telling about any kind of a village party. He didn't know how to behave, how to talk and just how to have fun. Way to the purpose became shorter and shorter with every step and Kurt could feel that the nerves will eat him in a while. He didn't put much attention at Blaine's words, therefore he haven't noticed that he asked him a question.

- Oh, yes, I agree, you're so right – Kurt just nodded and bit his lip.

- Kurt! Are you even listening to me? - Blaine stopped and tried to make an eye contact with Kurt, but instead he found them wandering around.

- I am, oh come on, I've completely agreed with you. - he said, still looking for the inn. „Oh my Gosh, I think it's really close and oh my dear, I can see it! What? I'm about to run away in a while. I promise" He heard himself screaming inside.

- Kurt! - All of a sudden he felt himself nudging by Blaine who was, well, having likely funny time, laughing out loud. - Are you seriously trembling? Are you THAT nervous about going there? Calm down, it's supposed to be fun! - he said, but it didn't make Kurt feel any more confident. When he realized that, he tried once again and held his head against his own, keeping an eye contact - I know this is your first time in this kind of entertainment. And I know you might feel nervous, but you're not going there alone, right? I'll be there and if you don't like it, we'll just simply go out. Deal? - Blaine gave him asking look. Kurt's eyes eventually stopped wandering and focued on one thing: to have fun today. He breathed in and out, releasing all the nerves which he had inside, out. He can't be so childlish, he's adult therefore he HAS to experience some adventures without any „I'm so nervous, don't wanna go there, I don't know anyone there" thing. He squezeed Blaine's arm and proudly went into the inn. First thing he did was ordering two beer tankardsfor him and Blaine, like it was his daily routine. He handed one to his friend and got a suprised look.

- You're so unexpectable. Everyday, I'm uncovering something different about you. How many other undiscovered 'you' do you have left, friend? - Blaine said craftly and drank his beer in one tankard's heel over.

- I have the same question to you. Guess we're just doomed to discover each other in eternity. - They were the only words Kurt was in time to speak. A minute later, he was right next to the Alice, encouraging her to go on the floor to dance. Blaine headed to the barwoman, ordered next beer for him and Kurt, turned around for noticing Kurt already having fun on the floor all the way.

- Yes, Kurt, eternity. It's what we have – he whispered to himself and smiled.

Evening was amazing; as soon as Blaine could, he attached Kurt's on the floor, teaching him traditional Saverland's dance which, as he later found out, Kurt saw but had no idea how to dance that. Music was powerful, as always; some of land's residents volunteer every night to play for the guests. It can be anything, only if music can be got out out of it. So there were these few men and women, playing on laudry graters, pipes, boards, tambourines or wooden violins. Saverlanders need only a few, to be exact three things to have fun: local inn, traditional music and beer, kegs of beer. They drink, dance, laugh and sing and once again, once again, through all day and night. Kurt got it quite fast and after a few rehearsals with Blaine, he could dance Saverland's dance correctly. It was very lively and fast so everyone got exhausted pretty quickly, however nobody gave up. After long dance, Blaine, Alice, Kurt, Benjamin, Brooky and Mike sat down to talk. They told jokes, laughed, drank, sang and just had fun.

- Is it as stressing as you once thought it was? - Blaine tried to outshout loud music.

- Are you kidding me? It's by far the best day of my life! - he said and finished his about 12th beer. - Now, shall we dance again? - he stood up and bowed in front of Blaine, extending hand and making everyone laugh hilariously.

- Oh yes, yes we shall! - Blaine responsed and caught Kurt's hand, starting traditional dance from the begining. Suddenly, the local orchestra decided to play slowler so people could rest. Men around kept asking women to dance and when they agreed, males held females tight while they snuggled against their chests. Both boys were still on the floor and it got super awkward for them; they heard slow music, so they couldn't dance fast. They could just go back to their table, but they didn't want to. So they stood there awkwardly for a moment, having no idea what to do.

Blaine broke awkwardness by putting Kurt closer all of a sudden so their chests were touching; Blaine definitely wanted to do a slow dance with Kurt.

Blaine.

Anderson.

Pulled.

Kurt.

Closer.

And.

In that moment.

Their bodies.

Were.

Touching.

Kurt needed a moment to handle it; some thoughts about strangers, who might be friends of his mother's, could see him in an inn with another boy crossed his mind but he was too drunk to consider the situation, so instead he snuggled against Blaine. Boy hugged him tight, leading around axis, letting him to close his eyes and relax.

- I'm happy, Blaine - unexpectedly Kurt broke the silence between them and snuggled harder, like he wanted to never leave him.

- I'm happy, too. Mostly, because of you being here. And you being overall... in my life – he said but after a while he regreted it; Kurt was too drunk to remember anything he said tomorrow. It just wasn't a right moment. Kurt might as well suddenly fell asleep to this music. But he didn't. Instead, Hummel boy lifted his head and look into Anderson's eyes which, by the way, were awesomeeee.

- You might not know it – he started. - But I'm thanking God every night that I have you. That I in some way found you. What if we, you know, meant to be? What if God wanted to connect us from the begining? What if our friendship can save the world? - Blaine smiled and Kurt's last words, but the previous one made him really emotional. It was kind of a proof that Kurt probably felt the same what Blaine did for him.. Music finally stopped which made both boys sad; they wished this moment lasted forever.

When they left the inn, it was already dark and the time which Kurt was supposed to be home at, was getting implacable closer. They waved to their friends for the last time and promised to repeat the evening soon. Kurt was feeling better, yet he still needed Blaine's help to maintain balance. Blaine knew that Kurt can't go back home in this kind of condition, so he made a suggestion.

- How about a short walk? You need one – Kurt only nodded as a response. They walked until Kurt was able to maintain on his own feet. Since he was, they both decided to be aimed at their houses' direction. Night was really warm and the stars were adding the atmosphere. They talked about people in inn, amazing traditional Saverland's dance and everything which happened that day. Their laugters brighted up the night.

- Blaine? - after Kurt stopped laughing, he became serious. He was already completely sober, so Blaine stayed calmed. - Can I ask you a question?

- Always – he responsed and looked at the sky.

- What are we? What's between us? - and there we go; question has been asked. Blaine needed a moment to think about a proper answer.

- It's definitely the best friendship I have ever had in my entire life, no doubt about it – Blaine answered truly, although it wasn't everything.

- You know what I mean. - Kurt rebuked boy for answer he didn't want to hear.

- I know exactly what you want me to answer. But, what for? We both know what is it. There's no point at giving it a name, so why...

- Love. - he heard.

- Excuse me? - Blaine wasn't sure if it was Kurt or just his mind telling him something from tiredness.

- You heard me. I named that. Just so it can be clear. - Kurt was so confident of the words hi said and it made Blaine impressed. Of course he was right. He was just too scary to admit it, it's why Kurt didn't hear any reply for a while.

- Kurt, I'm aware of what we have. But it ain't easy. We live in a land.. small land. Everyone knows each other. Gossips splits up faster than you can imagine. I'm not ready to come out.. - he closed his eyes and took a deep breath.

- You're afraid of naming things. Bum, next thing I'm uncovering in you – Kurt smiled and took boy's hand in his. - Listen to me, Blaine. I'm not gonna tell anyone. I understand you. My mother can't find out about us also. We're just friends, right? And I... - he paused. - No, you will laugh at me.

- We can laugh together, but only if you tell me! - he suggested, finding Kurt's eyes wandering again. - And you wander when you're confused. Here I got you, next thing uncover! Bum! - They both laughed happily. - You can tell me anything, remember?

- Right. I, um.. I actually thought I was straight. I mean, I've never really had a contact with a boy or a girl in my age, so I just thought I am what everyone else is. But what if I'm not? What if I'm different? What if I'm.. gay? - the last word has been whispered.

- Well, I lived it a little bit different. My story is that I knew it since a girl named Becky bit me at the age of five. From now on, I promised myself to never mix up with girls. I tried so hard to keep this promise that I literally run away from every girl. I've always spent much time with boys, so I guess it's because of that. But I don't really care how it started, you know? The most important thing is the present. And the present is you, Kurt. The present is us. - he said and squeezed Kurt's soft hand.

- I'm not going anywhere. - Kurt approached his boyfriend (!) – The future will also consist of us. - He whispered mysteriously and.. that's when their lips met. Kurt didn't expect that. After what he said, Blaine's eyes got bigger; he was moved. This happened in a second, spontaneously; Blaine's soft lips pushed forward Kurt's, warming his body up and making his tummy go crazy. Although Kurt has never kissed anyone before, he responsed so easily that he literally could feel smile on the kissing boy face, even though it was connected with his.

Next thing about Blaine: uncovered! He is a damn good kisser.

Bum!