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Blaine, Wes, and David wake up the next morning to the sound of humming and sizzling, along with the wonderful aroma of something like cinnamon. Blaine is the first to open his eyes and when he rolls over he's disappointed to see that Kurt's side of the bed is empty, but the aroma of food is too much for him and he finds himself pulling his glasses on and walking out to the small kitchen.
He stands in the entryway for a few minutes, just watching Kurt dance around and cook while singing along to the headphones that are in his ears. Wes follows a few moments later, followed by David. The three stand for a moment in silence, just watching their friend.
"You know, it's really creepy to stare." Kurt chuckles, turning to face them as he pulls out the headphones from his ears. The three blush, getting caught red handed.
"So Kurtsie, what'd you cook us?" Wes smirked, wrapping his arm around Kurt's waist.
"I swear my gaydar goes off the charts whenever you walk into the room."
David sputters on his coffee, sending it across the table, causing a chain reaction of laughter from Blaine and a frown and pout for Wes as Kurt smiles.
"I have bacon, eggs, toast, and I also made cinnamon buns."
"I think I love you dude." David chuckles, cleaning up the coffee from the table.
"Awww, you too boo." Kurt teases as he fills up three plates and places them in front of the boys, who immediately dig in. Kurt can't help but smile at his friends.
He's so used to cooking for his dad and Finn that he woke up that morning feeling disoriented. Which led him down the street to the grocery store and soon he found himself cooking for the three boys like they were his children.
He sheepishly sips at his coffee as he watches Blaine from behind the cup. The boy is being swallowed by a mess of curls and he has square black glasses propped on his nose that make Kurt want to devour his face. He instead opts for the cinnamon bun.
"So where are we heading next boys?" Kurt smiles as he takes a seat next to Blaine, their knees brushing against each other's and he doesn't think to move it.
Blaine smiles at the boy next to him as he chews on a piece of bacon. Long after Kurt had gone to sleep and Wes had crashed on the chair with a slice of pizza in his hand, he stayed up and talked to David about his feelings for Kurt. When the taller boy wasn't with his partner in crime, he was relatively calm and extremely insightful.
He had told Blaine about the conversation he had with Kurt in Toledo and Blaine just about broke his jaw from the smiling he was doing. But he had to remember that Kurt was still hesitant and scared after everything that happened with Karofsky at McKinley. He deserved to feel safe.
"Cedar Point." Wes smiles, breaking Blaine out of his reverie.
Kurt raises an eyebrow. "The place with all those rollercoasters?"
"You've never been?"
"I don't get around much anymore since my mom passed."
David nods sadly and smiles at his from. "Even better then."
"What?"
"You can go out and have all of these experiences. Show your mom how great you're doing."
Kurt blushes but nods his head, distracting himself by drinking his coffee so he won't cry and have to redo his skin routine all over again.
After everything is cleaned up in the kitchen and everyone's packed, they all gather into the navigator for the half hour journey to Cedar Point.
Kurt reluctantly gave up his position as driver and opted for the passenger's seat, but still claiming that he was owner of the car so he got ownership of the radio. All three boys groaned as Kurt pulled out his ipod and plugged it in.
It took the boys a few moments to realize that they were listening to recordings of New Directions so they stopped groaning and actually enjoyed it. Around the same time that Mercedes' voice came through the speaker's, Kurt's phone went off, startling the brunette.
Kurt turned the radio down and put the phone on speaker before answering it.
"Hey boo!"
"Don't 'boo' me white boy!" Mercedes voice came through the speaker and Kurt found himself slinking back into the seat, which made the three Warbler's chuckle. "What is this I hear about you running off on a road trip with the three amigos without telling me?"
Kurt let out a laugh and a chorus of "Hey Mercedes" rang through the speaker's to the dark skinned diva.
"Hello boys!" Mercedes chuckled, Kurt could just imagine her rolling her eyes and he suddenly missed his best friend. "Where are you heading?"
"Cedar Point." Kurt smiled into the phone, propping his feet up on the dash board.
"Blaine there?"
"Driving."
"Hey Merce!"
"Hello hobbit."
Wes and David laughed from the background.
"Hush up dumb and dumber!" Mercedes voice rang through, silencing the two and earning a giggle from Kurt.
"You there Blaine?"
"Yes."
"Are you treating my boy good?"
"I'm still in the car Cedes." Kurt groaned.
Mercedes continued to ignore him as she started to ask is Blaine was taking care of her boy before Kurt interrupted.
"Sorry Merce, we're here, talk to you later! Love you boo!" he claimed before snapping the phone shut with a red face.
"She called you a hobbit." Wes snickered.
"She called you dumb." Blaine retorted.
"Why do I have to be dumber?" Dave chimed in.
Kurt groaned, letting his head fall back on the seat, all he could think was;
Here we go again.
Blaine couldn't help but smile at Kurt's reaction. The boy was practically bouncing in his seat from excitement as they pulled into the parking lot.
"We're on an island! With boats! This is so cool!" he exclaimed, causing the pair in the back to smirk and roll their eyes.
They had to admit that they thought the two would be together by now, so they really had to put their plan into action.
David dragged Kurt and distracted him by directing him to the ducks that had gathered around the fountain out front while they put their bracelets.
"Blainey boy." Wes grumbled.
"Yes Wesley?"
"You need to get a move on! We have six more stops before we're back at Dalton! You need to get into those incredibly tight jeans!"
Blaine stared at him for a moment before shaking his head and sighing, walking towards the other two. "I think Kurt's right about your gaydar." He chuckled.
"Blaine!" Kurt smiled happily, bounding toward him with something fluffy in his hands.
Blaine immediately smiled at the boy, but confusion etched his features. "Umm, Kurt. What do you have there?"
Kurt held out his hands to reveal a baby duck in his hands. "Look!"
"It's adorable Kurt, but are you sure you should be kidnapping one of the babies?"
"Wouldn't it be awesome to have one?"
"Who are you and what have you done with Kurt Hummel?" Blaine chuckled, slinging an arm around Kurt's shoulder's as the countertenor released the animal back into the water.
"What do you mean?"
"No offense dude, but you're kind of an ice queen. I've never seen you so fun and, kid like." David cut in, walking next to the two as Wes grumbled from behind.
Kurt shrugged his shoulders. "I never got to do any of this stuff when I was younger. It's all new to me." He concluded.
Blaine smiled, pulling the blushing boy closer to his side. He'd have to make a trip to the gift shop.
"You look a little green, Blaine." Kurt laughed at the boy who was getting off of his 13th roller coaster.
"I am never going with Wes again." Blaine grumbled, sitting down next to the boy and stealing his water bottle.
The sun was just setting and the entire day was spent seeing which team could go on the most coasters the fastest; while at the same time David was getting some information on Kurt's feelings towards the lead Warbler.
After his fourth coaster Kurt gave up and found a merry-go-round that he forced David to ride several times before he got cotton candy and waited on the bench for the missing Wes and Blaine.
"I can't believe I went on thirteen roller coasters."
"You're insane." Kurt laughed.
"I know." Blaine grinned, leaning in to steal some of Kurt's cotton candy.
"Hey!" Kurt huffed.
Blaine just stuck out his tongue as Kurt took another bite. Blaine smiled at him, noticing a piece of the purple fluff on the corner of Kurt's mouth. He leaned forward, using his finger to daintily wipe off the sugared treat. "You had a little something." He whispered.
Kurt blushed but smiled. "Thanks."
"No problem." Blaine grinned, pulling the boy close to him.
When Kurt got to their hotel room that night, he found a small, stuffed duck waiting on his pillow and couldn't help smiling to himself.
He was seriously falling for one Blaine Anderson.
