Disclaimer: I don't own Glee. If I did, it would air new episodes every day.

Blaine stared in amazement as the pair of eyes he gazed upon seemed to change color. Azure to jade. Jade to silver. Silver to Azure.

"You have really pretty eyes." he blurted out, unable to help himself. Awkward silence filled the air when he realized what he had just said.

Crap. He really, really hadn't meant to say that out loud. As the prince's face reddened, he mentally scolded himself for being such a blundering fool then closed his eyes. He didn't even see who those eyes belonged to. What if it was some kind of simian or another troll? Well - , he thought, - beautiful eyes like those should belong to a beautiful creature, right?

Laughter, like a peal of bells borne on a gentle breeze, interrupted his inner ramblings. His eyes snapped open at the sound and he gaped at what he saw.

As Blaine had just survived a near-to-death experience, he thought that what he had previously seen was a daydream or a hallucination. Why wouldn't he? The most beautiful creature he had ever seen sat a few meters away from him.

A wood nymph.

And even though Blaine was half-conscious when he saw that nymph, he was sure that who he had seen before and who he was seeing now were the same creatures. Green vines covered sinuous limbs and snaked around a lithe body. Pale, pink lips opened in gentle laughter. Perfect dun hair topped an angelic face. Soft-looking alabaster skin glowed mildly in the dreary sunlight.

The prince was gawking, that much he knew. He had never seen anything more stunning, not ever.

The laughing stopped. "Thank you for the compliment, but may I ask why you are staring at me like I've grown two heads?" an effeminate male voice asked. The question snapped Blaine out of his reverie. He blushed from the neck up.

Stuttering uncontrollably, he managed to let out a lousy excuse for an answer, "Uhm – I – ah – it's because – well – " The nymph shook with suppressed laughter. He covered his mouth and let out a cough, trying to control his snickers. "Never mind, my dear sir. Let that question be left unanswered." He said with amusement coloring his tone. The prince cleared his throat. "Thank you for saving me. I am forever in your debt for your kindness."

The nymph smiled. "You are most welcome." Blaine looked at him and attempted to sit up. Pain hummed in his bones, making him groan. The nymph sighed and stood up to help Blaine.

"You shouldn't overexert yourself. Your wounds have not fully healed yet. It will take three days at most." he explained.

Blaine nodded. "May I know your name?" he asked.

The nymph shyly smiled. "It's Kurt."

As soon as the prince could support himself, Kurt left him and retrieved a large leaf full of bright red berries.

Kurt. That was easily the most beautiful name he had heard in his own life.

"Now that you know mine, may I know yours?" Kurt asked, his eyes shining.

"Of course! It's Blaine."

The two smiled at each other. Blaine reached out a hand. "It's nice to meet you, Kurt." he said.

Kurt giggled and shook the boy's outstretched hand. "It's nice to meet you too, Blaine."

At the moment their skins met each other, electricity jolted between them. They dismissed it and thought of it as nothing but the result of Kurt's cool skin being in contact with the warmth of Blaine's.

They chuckled, their laughs intertwining and filling the morning air.

...

"I think I may be in love with you..." Blaine whispered when Kurt had fallen asleep in a nearby tree.

"I was hoping I wouldn't, but I did. I have fallen for you." Kurt murmured as he stroked the sleeping prince's hair.

...

Three days had passed by without any disturbance.

Blaine spent them recuperating with Kurt taking care of him. They had surprisingly gotten along well, which was odd for a human and an enchanted creature. What they did not know was that the friendship they had formed had turned into love somewhere along the way.

It wasn't just a magical love-at-first-sight. The two had fallen for each other as each day passed. For Blaine, he only realized the fact that he was in love with the nymph when he began to think about never seeing Kurt again. For some unfathomable reason that he would soon come to know as love, that thought sent stabs of longing in his heart. He would miss the nymph's smiles, touches and bare presence.

For Kurt, he only realized that he was in love with the human when he was chatting with Blaine. The mere pleasure of just having someone to be with was something he would miss when the prince would leave. Kurt feared that day. Blaine was just someone who made him genuinely happy for once in his life. Even his friends didn't make him that blissful.

The two had adopted an odd way of sitting throughout the times they had spent together. Blaine would lean on a rock while Kurt would rest his head on the human's outstretched shoulder. They were comfortable in that position, completely aware of the heart beat of one another.

...

"Kurt?" Blaine asked, turning his head to look at the nymph.

Kurt gazed at him with a questioning look. "Yes?"

"I was just planning on telling you something.." A nervous chuckle.

"Blaine, you know you could tell me anything."

"I know. But do you promise that whatever I may say won't ruin our friendship?"

"I promise. Now would you just get on with it?"

"O – okay.. It's – just – ah.. "

Blaine met Kurt's eyes with complete resolve. He knelt in front of the nymph and took Kurt's hand.

"I'm in love with you." he said, sincerity ringing in his voice.

A/N: I'm REALLY REALLY sorry for not updating in like, a million of years! I was just busy and had writer's block for the longest time. I'm also sorry that this chapter is soooo short. I promise to make the next one longer and update it asap! So please don't hate me?