Chapter 6
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"Kurt the truck is here!" Burt Hummel yelled up the stairs. Kurt lifted the last few boxes off his floor to find them being lifted out of his hands. He look around the boxes to find his one and only, true love husband Blaine Anderson. He kissed Blaine on the cheek and turned around to take one last look at his old room. Time must have flew because when he turned around again Blaine was already back.
"Your gunna miss it aren't you baby?" Blaine asked wrapping his arms around Kurt's waist.
"Ya." Kurt said with a sigh.
"Well lets leave with something to remember."
Blaine said slowly pinning Kurt against the wall.
He slowly leaned his head in pressing his forehead up against Kurt's. Kurt's lips pressed against Blaine's, Sharing one last kiss before leaving the room.
"Boys lets go!" Carole called from down stairs.
Blaine was first to pull away. He grabbed Kurt's hand and led him downstairs to his car parked in front of the moving truck. They both jumped in and began to drive to there new apartment across town with the moving truck and Carole's car not far behind.
The three cars all pulled in the drive way and they began to carry the boxes inside. Kurt was first to open the door and he was directing the boxes around. He decided he was going to have to talk to Blaine about painting.
After all the boxes were inside Kurt kissed his parents good bye and closed the door. Before he could even turn around Blaine grabbed his waist.
"Let me guess you want to paint it light purple?" Blaine asked with a smile on his face.
"You know me far to well ,Blaine Anderson." Kurt said with a chuckle and gave Blaine a short but sweet kiss.
Blaine walked over to the closet and pulled out some cans of lavender paint and some paint brushes and rollers. Kurt popped open the cans and grabbed a brush, while Blaine grabbed a roller. The two boys painted away, happily humming and singing away. Blaine want into the Kitchen for a moment and Kurt continued to paint. Kurt turned the corner to see what was taking Blaine so long, just to walk into Blaine's paint covered roller. Blaine rolled the pant all over Kurt's shirt and began to laugh. Kurt didn't laugh and instead turned and ran into the bathroom locking the door behind him. Blaine gave Kurt a few minutes to calm down and then knocked on the door.
"Kurt, baby, I'm sorry can you please open the door?"
Kurt didn't reply. Blaine didn't know why but this made him nervous. He grabbed his cell phone and ran out on the front porch to call Burt. He sat in the chair and heard weeping around the corner. Blaine got up and went to investigate. It was Kurt as expected.
"Kurt, baby I'm super sorry I thought you thought it would be funny." Blaine said putting his hand on Kurt's shoulder.
"I would have thought it was funny if I wasn't wearing this shirt." Kurt replied burying his face in his hands.
"Why not this shirt babe?" Blaine asked sitting down beside Kurt.
"Because this is the shirt my dad wore the day he met my mom. He gave it to me at the wedding. I only wanted to wear it on a special day. I made sure it stayed clean until. . ."
Kurt stopped and buried his face again.
"Oh my Kurt, I didn't know, I feel horrible." Blaine got up and began to walk away.
"It's ok Blaine. Not your fault. Now come watch the sun set with me."
The two boys curled together and watched the sun go down. They didn't move or speak till nine o'clock. Blaine looked over and found Kurt asleep on the grass. Blaine picked him up and carried him into the house. He blew up the air mattress and laid Kurt down. Slowly he took of the paint covered shirt and through it in a sink full of hot water to stop it from staining. He laid down beside Kurt and stared at him for what felt like all night. He pulled himself under the blanket and rested his head on Kurt's chest and fell asleep.