A/N: Happy Fourth of July, faithful readers! :) Enjoy this short, but sweet drabble for today. :P
Chapter 7- Fireworks
Blaine Anderson spread out his extra large blanket, shivering from the cool night air as his boyfriend, Kurt Hummel, followed. Dusk was soon, and the sky was a nice color variation of pinks, oranges, and a hint of reds.
Because it was their second year of being together, they decided to watch the Fourth of July fireworks from the field across Dalton. Kurt decided to stay at the all boys school because of safety reasons. He was graduating this year, whereas Blaine was still a junior.
Kurt smiled up at the beautiful sky, and Blaine gestured his boyfriend over to sit on the blanket. "Baby?"
"Hmmm?" Kurt mumbled, his eyes never leaving the sky.
"Come. Sit with me?" Blaine asked, rubbing the empty spot next to him.
Kurt chuckled, and sat down as Blaine pulled out another blanket from his backpack, just in case it got a little bit chilly. Blaine wrapped his blanket and arm around Kurt, and they both stared up at the sky, waiting for the fireworks show to begin.
""So, Blaine, I was thinking that after the show tonight, you can maybe come back to my place and spend the night?" Kurt asked, fiddling with the blanket, a prominent blush on his face.
Blaine raised his dark, triangular eyebrows. "R-Really Kurt?"
No, they haven't done anything, really, past blowjobs and sleeping in bed together, with their boxer-breifs on, mind you.
"Yeah...I...I already asked my dad, Blaine...he said it was ok..." Kurt mumbled, but then looked up to see Blaine's intense gaze on Kurt's.
"Ok." Blaine answered quickly.
"Ok." Kurt smiled adoringly, grabbing the shorter boy's hand.
A few minutes of silence pressed on, before Kurt said, "But he said we have to keep the door open at all times..."
Blaine let out a snort, saying, "Of course!"
About 15 minutes later, when it began to darken, the fireworks started to light up the sky. Greens, blues, reds, and other colors boomed loudly from up above.
"Beautiful..." Kurt said, entranced with the explosives.
"I know..." Blaine replied, but he wasn't talking about the fireworks. He stared at Kurt, noticing the way his whole face lit up, the angle of his jawline, his pink, luscious lips forming a grin, and his soft, chestnut locks slightly moving from the wind. He truly was beautiful.
Kurt looked over at Blaine and gave him a sweet, chaste kiss. "I love you, Blaine..."
"I love you, too, Kurt. Happy Fourth of July." He said happily.
"Happy Fourth of July, Blaine. And many more to come..." Kurt repsonded, laying his head on his boyfriend's shoulder, now watching the grand finale.
They were both truly happy.
