Disclaimer: Yet again, I do not, although I wish I did, own glee. That's Ryan Murphy's thing. So just letting you guys know, I will be going in order sometimes but occasionally I will jump around. Just letting you know ;)

Teenage Dream (April 2015)

Kurt was going crazy, or at least he thought he was. It was like any other morning since Blaine left last year. Kurt got up, went through his daily moisturizing routine, took a shower and got dressed. What came next was most unexpected. Kurt descended the stairs but stopped halfway down when he heard a familiar voice.

Before you met me, I was alright but things

Were kinda heavy, you brought me to life.

Now every February, you'll be my Valentine, Valentine.

Blaine? No. He would have called, wouldn't he? The smell of chocolate swam past Kurt's nose.

Let's go all the way tonight

No regrets, just love.

We can dance until we die,

You and I will be young forever!

You make me feel like I'm livin' a

Teenage dream, the way you turn me on.

I can't sleep

Let's run away and don't ever look back, don't ever look back!

Who else could it be? Kurt was still petrified, standing on the stairs. Could it be Finn, playing another cruel joke on him? No. Not even Finn could cook. Those were Blaine's chocolate chip pancakes he smelled. But it couldn't be! Kurt ran back up the stairs and hid behind a wall between their room and the staircase.

My heart stops when you look at me,

Just one touch, now baby I believe

This is real so take a chance and

Don't ever look back, don't ever look back.

He could hear the footsteps. The foot falls that were Blaine's signature shuffle slides and step touches. This had to be Blaine. But he wouldn't dare go downstairs.

We drove to Cali and got drunk on the beach,

Got a motel and built a fort out of sheets.

I finally you, my missing puzzle piece,

I'm complete.

Let's go all the way tonight.

No regrets, just love.

We can dance until we die,

You and I will be young forever!

You make me feel like I'm livin' a

Teenage dream the way you turn me on.

I can't sleep

Let's run away and don't ever look back, don't ever look back.

My heart stops when you look at me, just on touch now baby I believe

This is real so take a chance and don't ever look back, don't ever look back.

The person who could possibly be Blaine spun into view so Kurt hid again. He couldn't let him see the vision that could be Blaine. He spent the first few months imagining the phone call he'd get if Blaine were killed.

I could get your heart racing

In my skin tight jeans,

Be your teenage dream tonight.

Let you get your hands on me

In my skin tight jeans

Be your teenage dream tonight!

The voice stopped. The footsteps came closer and they ceased too. Then the figure opened its mouth.

"Kurt! Pancakes!" it called. Kurt's face lit up. He stood up from his crouching position behind the wall. At the foot of the stairs, was really Blaine. His Blaine! The hobbit sized boy with the curly hair. He was the one singing. Kurt wasn't crazy after all! He practically flew down the stairs and into Blaine's arms, knocking them both to the ground.

"Easy, cowboy!" Blaine laughed. Kurt couldn't help himself. He pressed his lips to Blaine's. And as Blaine gladly kissed him back, he could only think one thing.

It's good to be home.