Let Me Be the One

by AraniaDuncan

Life isn't always easy, but sometimes having that one person to share it with makes all the difference. A Klaine love story chronicling the development of their relationship post "Baby It's Cold Outside."

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Thank you for all of the wonderful reviews. I read and appreciate each and every one.

As always, the songs are in the footnote and I don't own anything.

Thank you for reading!

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"So it looks like the secret is out," Kurt heard Mercedes say through the phone the next day.

"Well, it is kind of hard to keep a secret when your idiot boyfriend serenades you in front of your entire family," Kurt lovingly snipped, squeezing Blaine's hand in his as they walked toward the cafeteria. Blaine leaned his head on Kurt's shoulder, batting his large puppy dog eyes at his boyfriend. Kurt smiled instinctively before shrugging him off.

"Remind me to hug that boy the next time I see him," Mercedes said, hearing the smile in her friend's voice.

"What for?" Kurt laughed in surprise.

"For making my best friend so incredibly happy."

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"We aren't doing auditions for Regionals?" Kurt questioned, the surprise evident in his voice.

"I guess not," Blaine replied. "That is what Wes told me."

"But how are they going to pick leads?"

"I guess that they already feel that they know pretty well what everyone can do and they are just going to make a determination based on prior auditions."

"Huh," Kurt sighed, his mind racing, wondering whether he had put in enough solid performances to be in the running for a lead. He had gotten to duet with Blaine at Winter Formal on only his second audition so he probably had a pretty good chance.

"Stop that," Blaine said dismissively.

Kurt's thoughts broke as he looked up to see his boyfriend's eyes staring back at him, his head tilted to the side.

"Stop what?"

"Worrying. You are absolutely in the running for one of the solos and you will probably get one."

Kurt smiled. He loved it when Blaine could read his thoughts.

"How can you be so sure?"

"You are amazing. Your voice is amazing. You command the stage."

Kurt blushed. "You flatter me so," he quipped, leaning in to plant a soft kiss on his boyfriend's smile. Blaine wrapped his arms around Kurt, pulling him closer.

"You make it very easy," Blaine said cuddling his boyfriend for a moment before continuing, "I just feel bad for Jeff."

Kurt's eyebrows raised inquisitively at Blaine's comment. "Why is that?"

"Well, when I went to talk to him last week about not leaving the Warblers, he was singing in his room. He sounded really good and different than the way I've heard him sing before. So, I told him that he should audition with that song for Regionals."

"Oh," Kurt mused.

"I think if he could pull off a performance to match the song everyone would be blown away. But the council is never going to hear it now, they won't know about this other voice that Jeff has."

"Why don't you talk to them about it?" Kurt asked.

"It's not really my place," Blaine said in an unsteady tone.

Kurt rolled his eyes. "Wes, David, and Thad are your friends, Blaine. They are always asking for your thoughts on songs and arrangements. They treat you like a member of the council. If anyone has their ear it is you."

"I guess," Blaine agreed, sounding unconvinced.

"If it really was as good as you say, then you should at least see if they would consider it."

Blaine nodded. "You're right. I will talk to them about it."

He smiled at his love, hearts filling his eyes.

"I'm so lucky to have you."

Kurt smiled, rubbing their noses together. "Me too."

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"I heard Jeff singing the other day. He was amazing and I think that you might want to let him audition."

Wes kept his eyes focused on Blaine and said with measured breath, "Jeff has auditioned many times before, Blaine. We know what he can do."

Blaine caught his friend's eyes, leveling an intense look at him. "Trust me. This is not something that you have seen before."

David, Wes, and Thad shared another confused glance, eyebrows raised in confusion.

"You seem rather insistent, Blaine," David commented.

"I'm sorry," Blaine began, suddenly feeling out of line, "I'm not trying to overstep here, I just really think that you should give Jeff a chance."

Wes smiled in spite of himself. He appreciated that Blaine wasn't afraid to communicate his ideas. Wes was definitely leaving the Warblers in good hands.

Blaine continued, "If you don't agree with me then you are welcome to go forward with your original plan."

"Okay, Blaine, we will give him an audition. But if it is like you said then we will have to rework our program," Wes explained.

"I understand."

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"Oh, hey Blaine," Jeff said in surprise as he opened the door to reveal the handsome lead Warbler.

"Hey," Blaine said casually. "Do you have a minute?"

"Sure," Jeff said, a bit of confusion washing over him. "Come in."

"Hey Blaine!" Nick greeted from his desk, removing his ear buds.

"Hey, Nick," Blaine returned, trying to decide if he should ask the other boy to leave before speaking with Jeff. "Um, Nick, would it be possible for Jeff and I to speak alone for a moment."

Nick narrowed his eyes a bit, trying to read from the air what the two could possibly need to discuss that would warrant that level of privacy. "Sure," he said tentatively.

"Thank you," Blaine returned, taking a seat next to Jeff on his bed.

Nick stood collecting his book and taking a moment to search Jeff's face for some indication as to whether his roommate knew what this was all about, only to find confusion. Nick took in the scene of Blaine and Jeff sitting side by side on Jeff's bed uneasily before relinquishing and heading for the door.

Jeff shifted awkwardly on the bed, turning to face Blaine,crossing his arms across his chest. His confusion mixed with discomfort. Blaine was sitting next to him on his bed and, well, that was new.

"So, uh, what's up, Blaine?"

"The council wants you to audition for a solo a Regionals."

"Really?" Jeff said, the level of surprise in his voice shocking even to him. "I thought that they weren't planning to do auditions."

Blaine smirked. Man information travels fast at this school.

"Well initially they weren't," Blaine said truthfully, "but I told them a bit about how you were singing the other day and I encouraged them to let you have a chance to audition."

Jeff repealed a bit. Why was Blaine doing this?

"Uh, okay," Jeff managed.

Blaine felt an immediate wave of regret sweeping over him. Jeff didn't sound happy or excited at all.

"I totally put you on the spot didn't I?"

"Well, kind of," Jeff returned studying his navy blue comforter.

"I'm sorry, Jeff," Blaine apologized. "I just thought that your song was really good and everyone should get a chance to hear it."

Jeff raised his eyes and was caught for a moment in the earnestness of Blaine's stare. Those feeling that he was fighting so hard to contain rushing back into his mind. Look at that face. Those eyes. The amazing heart behind it all. In that moment, he remembered why he had fallen in love with Blaine.

"No, no it's okay," Jeff quickly responded. "It's just...thank you. Thank you so much, Blaine. That was really kind of you."

"You're welcome," Blaine said, his mind adding it's the least I can do. And there it was. The motivation that Blaine didn't want to admit he had. He felt truly sorry for Jeff, sorry for what he had done and sorry that he could not return the feelings that his friend harbored. He wanted to make it up to him somehow and this seemed as good a way as any.

Jeff was trying to conceal his blush, fighting hard against the thoughts and emotions welling up in him. Why did Blaine have to be so goddamn nice all the time? Stop thinking like this. Blaine is in love with Kurt. You are his friend. He would have done this for any of his friends. Because he is amazing like that. Oh, god, why did this have to hurt so much? This train of thought was going nowhere fast, he needed Blaine out of his room as quickly as possible.

Blaine could see the emotions running through Jeff as he shifted uncomfortably next to him. Blaine stood to go.

"Sing the song, just the way you were the other day, okay?"

Jeff nodded, hoping that mincing words would make Blaine's departure come more quickly.

Blaine looked at his friend for a moment before straining a smile, nodding, and heading for the door.

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The sound of the gavel brought a wave of silence falling across the room.

"Good afternoon, gentlemen. We have a change of plans today, a last minute audition before we make our final decision on our Regionals numbers."

Chatter and whispering filled the room, only the three boys sitting shoulder to shoulder on one of the couches not looking surprised by the announcement. Kurt could feel Jeff's nerves through the fabric of their uniforms. He realized how hard this must be for Jeff. He had been unexpectedly put on the spot. The boy he loved had gone out of his way to make this special opportunity for him. He had both of their reputations riding on his back. Kurt could commiserate, Blaine had done the same for him once.

"So without further ado, Jeff, if you please?" Wes continued.

Jeff stood, the nerves that had settled in his stomach, spreading throughout his body. In all of the times he had auditioned for a solo this was the most nervous he had ever been. There was so much at stake. And he was the only audition of the day so there would be no other distractions from his performance. He looked a Kurt whose eyes were filled with compassion. Then he saw Blaine, an encouraging smile gracing his lips. Okay, Jeff thought to himself, I can do this.

Jeff took his place in front of the room gathering himself as the music began to beat throughout the room.

Don't you wanna go for a ride
Down to the other side
Feels so good you could cry
Now won't you do what I told you

Jeff's voice was reserved, contemplative though not without confidence. Jeff caught Blaine's gaze and Blaine nodded to him reassuringly. The room sat stilled as Jeff continued with more emotion.

I remember when you used to be shy
Yeah, once we were so fine, you and I
Why you gotta make it so hard on me?
It's hard on me

And I'm sorry but it's not a mistake
And I'm running but you're getting away

As the chorus began the audience looked at each other in shock and surprise. Eyes flying to the couple sitting close together on the couch, trying to judge their reactions. The council looked sideways at each other. Why on Earth would Blaine want Jeff to sing this song? they wondered. Blaine smiled broadly eyes following Jeff as he took command of his performance. Kurt's eyes were wide with shock. He couldn't believe what he was hearing. Blaine had knowingly encouraged Jeff to sing this song? He looked at his boyfriend taking in his wide, encouraging grin before looking back to Jeff. Kurt wasn't sure what to think.

This is it now
Everybody get down
This is all I can take
This is how a heart breaks
You take a hit now you feel it break down
Make you stay wide awake
This is how a heart breaks

Jeff could feel the music coursing through his veins. He clutched his hands to his chest to emphasize the heartbreak. He danced purposefully around the room giving it everything he had and proving to everyone that Blaine was not the only one in the group who could give a dramatically impassioned performance.

As he picked up the next verse, he directed his attention to Blaine singing to him with the force of pain he felt in his heart, finally letting it escape into the air.

You're not the best thing that I knew
Never was never cared too much
For all this hanging around
It's just the same thing all the time
Never get what I want
Never get too close to the end of the line
You're just the same thing that I knew
Back before the time when I was only for you

Blaine sat calmly taking the weight of Jeff's performance in stride, smiling through it all. Kurt's mouth fell embarrassingly agape. He was in complete disbelief, eyes darting between Jeff and his boyfriend. The rest of the Warblers weren't sure what to make of this whole scene: quiet, shy Jeff performing, well, like Blaine, a song with obvious subtext and directing it all at Blaine while Kurt looked on in horror. But they had to admit, Jeff was definitely giving an incredible performance.

This is it now
Everybody get down
This is all I can take
This is how a heart breaks
You take a hit now you feel it break down
Make you stay wide awake
This is how a heart breaks

Jeff danced, spun, and slid around the room turning the beat of the music into motion. The Warblers started grooving along, moved by Jeff's performance. Kurt looked around the room at the moving Warblers and then back to Blaine, who was also moving along. Then Kurt saw it. It wasn't about the words, it was about the performance which Jeff was currently killing. Kurt understood why Blaine had felt so compelled. Jeff was smiling, truly and honestly, appreciation in his eyes. This was helping Jeff. He had found some inspiration in his pain that allowed him put it all out there. And his performance had the whole room whipped into a frenzy.

(Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh)
(oh, oh, oh, oh, oh)
This is how a heart breaks
(Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh)
This is how a heart breaks
Oh...
This is how a heart breaks
This is how a heart breaks

The Warblers were swaying and dancing in their seats, singing along with Jeff as the song came to a close. They erupted into a standing ovation. Jeff made his way through the see of smiles and back pats toward his seat, reaching Blaine he hugged him enthusiastically nearly knocking the shorter boy down.

"Thank you," he said to Blaine as he released, turning to Kurt who stood next to Blaine taking in the interaction. Kurt raised his arms and shared a tight hug with Jeff, both boys smiling brightly.

There was commotion behind the council desk as everyone settled back in, still a bit in shock.

Wes banged his gavel to call the meeting back to order.

"Jeff," Wes said, "congratulations, you have our opening number at Regionals."

Jeff gasped, his hands flying to his mouth as the room clapped and cheered. He turned to Kurt, throwing his arms around him, Kurt returning the hugs. Blaine patted Jeff on the back. Jeff leaned back and Kurt could see the wetness forming in his eyes. Kurt and Blaine smiled widely. They were so proud of Jeff. He had come out of his shell and given an amazing performance. He finally had the lead he had been wanting.

"Thank you so much!"Jeff said, the emotion evident in his voice, reaching out his hand to Blaine.

"You're very welcome," Blaine said simply, squeezing Jeff's hand.

Kurt looked between the two boys and grabbed the hands clasped in front of him with his own. All three of them smiling broadly.

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Kurt giggled as he pushed Blaine through the door of his dorm room, their lips meeting hungrily as the door closed.

It had been a particularly enjoyable Warblers practice. Their numbers for Regionals were incredible. Jeff's performance got even better and more confident with each rehearsal. And his broken heart seemed to be mending itself through the song.

"I still can't believe we are singing a duet at Regionals," Kurt gushed as he and Blaine unbuttoned and removed each other's jackets, kicking off their loafers.

Kurt and Blaine were very much enjoying the opportunity to share the stage. They tried to quell the heat between them, never touching and certainly not kissing as they circled each other and moved across the stage.

"Less eye fucking, please," Wes had quipped, causing the Warblers to laugh and the couple to blush a deep red. The tension and stares between them did not seem to be able to be hidden despite their best attempts. Kurt and Blaine had left rehearsal hot under the collar and hand in hand. They forwent dinner, in favor of beating a quick path to Blaine's dorm room, despite the cat calls they received in response.

"I know. I can't wait," Blaine said reclaiming his boyfriend in his arms, staring at him for a moment. "God, you are so fucking cute."

Well, if the atmosphere wasn't already charged with enough sexual frustration, the sound of Blaine cursing definitely did it. Kurt started to blush, but didn't get very far before Blaine's mouth was on his, open and licking at Kurt's bottom lip. Kurt's heart began to race. He buried his hands in Blaine's crisp white shirt freeing it and moving his hands up underneath it to touch Blaine's warm skin.

Blaine kissed a hot trail along Kurt's jaw as he loosened his tie, stopping for a moment to slip it off and discard it over his shoulder before re-adhering himself to Kurt's neck. Kurt tilted his head back granting his boyfriend better access as Blaine started to undo the top buttons of his shirt until he could reach Kurt's collarbones. The ferocity with which Blaine was kissing him leaving Kurt breathless and gasping. He ran his hands up to grasp Blaine's shoulder blades and pull him closer.

This was the little dance they had been doing almost every day, buttons undone, hands resting hotly on skin, under their shirts. Kurt was desperate for more. He wanted to feel Blaine's skin against his. He wanted to rip that crisp white shirt from Blaine's muscular form and lick a hot stripe from Blaine's neck to his waistband, and he wanted Blaine to do the same. But he hesitated. Kurt was trying to allow Blaine to set the pace, he didn't want to push him. He could tell that as much as Blaine's desire could easily overwhelm him, he was fighting desperately not to let it. Kurt knew that Blaine wanted to take things slow. Besides, Kurt was happy with the steamy make-out sessions that were taking up a lot of his free time these days, but at moments like this, when Blaine was sucking a mark on his collarbone and he was stroking his hands over Blaine's strong back, he couldn't help his desire to feel Blaine moving against him.

Blaine wasn't sure what it was about this moment that was clouding his thoughts, they had been doing this almost every day. Was it the sound of Kurt's strangled breath, the feeling of his hands clutching at Blaine's back, the tension that had been building up between them all day? Blaine couldn't be sure but his resolve was dissolving faster than usual.

Their mouths met again, a deep and twisting kiss. Kurt sucked teasingly on the end of Blaine's tongue causing a small moan to escape his lips. He teased kisses across Blaine's jaw, smiling at the stubble already starting to form there. Undoing a few of Blaine's buttons, he trailed kisses along the crest of his shoulder, Blaine's head falling back in appreciation, his hands twisting up under Kurt's shirt and resting heavily on the swell of his back. Kurt teased soft kisses up the side of Blaine's neck until he found his pulse, stopping for a moment to work the spot over before continuing to Blaine's ear and nibbling at his ear lobe. Blaine let out a noise that sounded like a strangled swallow and Kurt smiled against his ear. He loved the variety of noises that Blaine made when he was completely in the moment, they were almost as prolific and varied as the facial expressions he used when he sang. But, unlike the faces, the noises were for only Kurt to enjoy.

Kurt felt Blaine's hands run up his back and instinctively he leaned away, letting Blaine take the shirt over his head. Kurt shivered as the cool air hit his warm skin. Logic and reason fought their way back into Blaine's brain as he stood awkwardly for a moment staring at Kurt's shirt like he didn't realize that he was the one who had removed it. Kurt saw the stunned look on Blaine's face and quickly grabbed the shirt from him, tossing it on to Blaine's desk.

He caught Blaine's eyes and smiled. Blaine's heart skipped a beat and he was all at once very aware of the fact that Kurt was standing in front of him shirtless, and grinning. Kurt wasted no time liberating Blaine from his shirt as well and they just stood for a moment admiring each other. Blaine looked exactly the way that Kurt imagined, muscles clearly visible under his skin, strong but without unnecessary definition, a manly pattern of hair traced across the taunt skin. Blaine was surprised at the amount of definition he found under his boyfriend's shirt. In all the times he had imagined Kurt like this, he never thought he would have quite so much angularity. The great expanse of his perfect alabaster skin covering obvious muscle, the broadness of his shoulders contrasting with the slimness of his waist. He was so amazingly beautiful that Blaine thought he might cry if he wasn't so turned on. It was like looking at living, breathing statue of some ancient god.

Kurt smiled broadly as his boyfriend worked him over with his eyes, there was no doubt from his lustful look that he was enjoying every bit of what he was seeing.

Blaine regained control of his body, leaning forward to envelope Kurt in his arms before moving backward and tossing them onto the bed. The contact of skin on skin sent sparks throughout their bodies. Kurt settled on his back, Blaine's body pressed alongside him. Kurt's arm rested under Blaine's head, tracing patterns along his back.

Blaine ran his hand up and down the length of Kurt's torso, mapping it with his fingertips and eyes. He traced the line of Kurt's strong shoulders, over Kurt's chest and down to the small line of hair that disappeared into his pants. He traced the curve of Kurt's side with his palm, dragging his fingers along each rib. He rubbed the pad of his thumb over Kurt's adorable, nearly flat belly button. Blaine didn't know that belly buttons could be attractive, but he was certain that Kurt had the cutest belly button he had ever seen. Everything about this boy amazed Blaine.

Kurt enjoyed the attention of Blaine's hands drawing patterns on him for a while before turning the tables, pressing Blaine back onto the bed and curling up beside him to worship his hands over his boyfriend's form. He slid his fingers through Blaine's chest hair admiring it and wondering how much he would have in the future when he had fully grown into a man. Blaine held his breath for a moment, suddenly anxious at Kurt's attention, searching his boyfriend's face for a reaction. Kurt smiled brightly, chuckling a bit at the look of apprehension on Blaine's face. How long is it going to take Blaine to realize that I love every part of him? Kurt leaned over and kissed Blaine reassuringly. Blaine smiled and relaxed into the pillow, dragging his fingers up and down his boyfriend's spine as Kurt continued his exploration. Kurt looked with admiration on the sharp V-shape that started above Blaine's hips and disappeared below his waistband, suddenly awash in the desire to trace it with his lips. Kurt's heart sped up at the thought and he unintentionally licked his lips. Blaine chuckled, apparently Kurt liked what he was seeing. Kurt traced his fingers up Blaine's sides causing his boyfriend to giggle. Kurt raised his eyebrows. He had remembered the way Blaine had reacted the first time he had traced that spot in the backseat of Blaine's car, but Kurt wasn't quite sure if he was ticklish or just nervous. Kurt retraced the spot and Blaine's body pitched involuntarily, laughter spilling from his lips. Apparently, Blaine was ticklish. Good to know.

Kurt wrapped his hand around his boyfriend's side, grasping him firmly. He leaned down and placed a kiss right over Blaine's heart. Looking into Blaine's eyes, they were swept away by the feeling of intimacy that hung in the moment.

Kurt covered Blaine's lips with his, leaning across him to curl his arm under Blaine's shoulder, their chests now flush. They could feel the other boy's heart quicken, their breathing starting to become erratic. Blaine pushed his elbow into the bed flipping them over and straddling Kurt, their lips never parting. Blaine slid his hands down Kurt's sides until they were resting on his hips. Kurt ran his hands down Blaine's back before dragging them back up to the nape of Blaine's neck. Their tongues danced happily together, Blaine tracing the outline of Kurt's open lips. Kurt gasped, pulling Blaine hungrily into a an even deeper kiss. The haze of desire slowly mounting.

Before either of them was sure what had happened, Kurt was inhaling sharply as Blaine flicked his thumb across Kurt's perfect pink nipple the wave of sensation heading directly south. Kurt bit his bottom lip, watching Blaine with wide eyes as he swirled the pad of his finger around the nub before moving across and doing the same to the other. Kurt could feel his eyes flying closed, head pressing back into the pillow, toes curling into the comforter. His hips moved desperately searched for friction, never finding the kind that they needed. Blaine watched in fascination the look his actions brought to his love's face. He loved watching Kurt become unhinged. He dropped a sweet kiss to Kurt's heart before returning to his lips.

Kurt reached out desperate to touch Blaine. He wanted to return the favor, to make Blaine feel what he was feeling. But Blaine grabbed his hand and pinned him firmly to the mattress. Kurt wanted to protest, but he couldn't find the will. The feeling of Blaine on top of him, pressing him into the mattress, their naked chests rubbing together, kissing wantonly, had undone all of the thoughts in his brain.

Eventually Blaine slid from on top of his boyfriend, Kurt pursuing him and pressing him back. Blaine placed his hand on Kurt's cheek, catching him with a pleading look, stilling his boyfriend. Kurt puzzled and opened his mouth to question, but found Blaine's finger pressing softly to his lips, followed by a soft kiss. Blaine nuzzled his nose against Kurt's, looking lovingly into his eyes before curling into Kurt, settling his head on Kurt's outstretched arm and pulling their bodies together.

Kurt easily relented. He wasn't going to argue with shirtless cuddling.

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A week later the couple was sprawled out on Blaine's bed, their minds focused on studying. Well, at least Kurt's mind. Blaine, however, was resting against the headboard taking in the sight of his shirtless boyfriend laying on his stomach across the bed, Kurt's gorgeous ass in his direct line of sight, his long legs resting crossed beside Blaine. It was such a beautiful picture. The shirts were coming off pretty much every day now. Blaine couldn't believe how fast they had gotten comfortable being shirtless around each other. He loved every second of the intimacy and comfort it communicated. Not to mention the infinite opportunities it provided him to stare lustfully at the boy he loved.

Kurt felt Blaine shift on the bed and shuddered a bit as he felt Blaine lowering himself onto him, his bare stomach pressing against Kurt's back, his breath warm against Kurt's ear.

"You are distracting me," Blaine whined.

"Sorry," he teased, not sounding the least bit sorry. "So you decided that you would distract me instead?" Kurt inquired, turning his head to look at Blaine.

They pressed their lips softly together.

"Hi," Blaine whispered as his eyes fluttered open.

"Hi," Kurt returned, a smirk on his face.

"Why does history have to be so boring?"

"Because it is all in the past?"

"And you are in the present," Blaine said, lowering his cheek onto Kurt's shoulder.

Kurt blushed. Blaine was so perfect sometimes that it hurt. He felt so warm pressed against Kurt, like a blanket draped over him. Kurt savored the feeling of Blaine's weight pressing him into the mattress.

Kurt gave in, pushing his book and papers out of the way and laying his head on the mattress, bending his arms. Blaine ran his hands along Kurt's arms until he found his hands, twinning their fingers together.

"I think I found my new favorite pillow," Blaine purred, nuzzling his head against the back of Kurt's neck.

"I think I found my new favorite blanket," Kurt sighed, smiling contentedly.

They just lay there, melting together, feeling the rise and fall of each chest, the heat of each other's skin, the beat of each other's hearts. They could lay like this for hours.

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Hours turned into days and days turned into weeks and before they knew it, Kurt and Blaine were walking hand in hand out of La Dolce Vita Italian Restaurant after an amazing anniversary dinner.

Blaine leaned in to kiss Kurt as he opened the door to his car, Kurt returning the kiss eagerly. They had kept their lips to themselves all through dinner and frankly their lips needed to be together. He grabbed Blaine's hand, liberating the keys he found there. Blaine pulled back in surprise.

"Get in," was all Kurt said as he moved from between Blaine and the car.

Blaine's eyebrows raised of their own accord at the mischievous look on Kurt's face.

"Just trust me," Kurt said, playfully shoving his boyfriend down into the passenger seat.

Kurt took the driver's seat taking a moment to familiarize himself with the dash before turning the key in the ignition. Blaine was staring a loving hole in the side of his head.

"I suppose you aren't going to tell me what you are up to," Blaine pried.

"You would be correct about that," Kurt replied smugly as he pulled away from the curb.

"Okay," Blaine conceded.

"Just be glad that I didn't go for the blindfold," Kurt teased.

"That doesn't sound like something I should be glad about," Blaine deadpanned, trying to hide his smirk, eyes suddenly flying out the window.

Kurt's eyes flew involuntarily to Blaine, expression wide with shock because holy shit, did Blaine just say that? He could see the smirk on Blaine's face in the reflection in the window. Such a tease!

"I'm learning all kinds of new things about you, Blaine Anderson."

Blaine just chuckled and Kurt really wasn't sure how much of what Blaine said was teasing and how much was truth. At the next light Kurt removed the scarf from around his neck. Blaine's gaze was still focused out the window trying to figure out where they were headed. He gasped when the fabric moved over his face. Kurt quickly secured the scarf over Blaine's eyes, tying it loosely in the back.

"Ask and you shall receive," Kurt added as he returned his focus to the road.

Blaine's mind was disintegrating a little. Kurt had just blindfolded him and was taking him to some undisclosed location. Blaine was embarrassed by the extent to which this was turning him on. And it didn't help matters that Kurt was now playfully ghosting his fingertips over Blaine. He shuddered as Kurt grazed them across the side of his neck. Kurt smiled sinisterly. He loved seeing Blaine react to his touch.

Blaine wasn't really sure how long they had been driving because he was losing all track of time in Kurt's hands. All too soon, he felt the car stop and heard Kurt pull the keys from the ignition and open the car door. A moment later he felt the sting of the cold air hit his face as the passenger door was pulled open.

"We're here," he felt Kurt whisper against his lips. How had he gotten so close without my realizing it? But before Blaine had a second to think about it, Kurt's lips were covering his and teasing his bottom lip into his mouth. Kurt was definitely enjoying this, too. He took Blaine's hand and guided him from the car and onto the sidewalk. Blaine suddenly felt a little ridiculous walking around in a blindfold. As if Kurt could read his mind, Kurt promptly removed the scarf and returned it to his own neck.

Blaine knew immediately where they were and smiled brightly as Kurt pulled him inside, moving purposefully toward their table. Once at the corner booth, Blaine noticed the single red rose in a vase on the table and a note card that read, Reserved for the lovebirds, K &B. Blaine turned a loving stare to Kurt.

"You insisted on paying for dinner, I figured I could do dessert," Kurt explained. "I wanted to do something for you, it's our one month anniversary."

Blaine wrapped his boyfriend in his arms, kissing him soundly. This was the best kind of surprise.

They settled in next to each other in the booth, wasting no space between them, hands tangled together and resting on Kurt's knee under the table.

"Well, hello lovebirds," Stacy greeted cheerfully as she reached the table.

"Thank you so much for doing all of this," Kurt said gesturing to the table.

"It was my pleasure. It was all your idea anyway, I just set it up," Stacy returned, smiling brightly. "Now what can I get you boys to drink?"

Kurt looked at his boyfriend. "Coffee?"

"Yes, please," Blaine returned with childlike enthusiasm and Kurt resisted the urge to roll his eyes.

He returned his focus to Stacy. "Coffee for Blaine and lemonade for me."

"Okay, it'll be right out," Stacy said as she moved away.

When Kurt turned his head he realized the his boyfriend was staring at him with an adoring smile, one that Kurt quickly returned.

"Thank you. So much," Blaine said, his voice sure but emotional.

Kurt could have said 'you're welcome,' but he figured that he would let a kiss do the talking for him. He slid his lips over Blaine's, both of their eyes fluttering closed as they took in the moment.

"I only wish that I could have done more," Kurt whispered against his lips, their eyes opening and locking together.

"This is wonderful. Really. Thank you."

They sat lost in each other's eyes for a few moments until they sensed Stacy returning with the drinks and a plate. She lowered the plate to the table, Blaine's eyes widening. A large slice of cheesecake surrounded by raspberries and two forks sat on the table between the boys. Blaine looked excitedly at Kurt.

"My favorite," he gushed.

Kurt tilted his face toward his boyfriend's, looking up at him through his eyelashes, and saying in a low voice, "I know."

"But they don't even serve this here."

"Tonight we do," Stacy added, smirking before turning to go.

"I can't believe you did all of this," Blaine said in wonderment.

Kurt looked hard into his boyfriend's eyes. "You are worth this and so much more, Blaine. I still can't believe you are my boyfriend."

Blaine's smile grew wide. "And I can't believe that you are mine," he whispered, rubbing his thumb across the back of Kurt's hand.

Their lips met with more urgency this time, the rest of the world forgotten for a moment as they felt lips and tongues tangle together, palms reaching for cheeks, breath held between them. Hungry stares were leveled at each other upon returning to this world, bringing color to both of their cheeks.

Kurt grabbed a fork from the table, cutting a sensible piece of cheesecake with the side and holding it up to Blaine's mouth. Blaine parted his lips teasingly, Kurt nearly dropping the fork from his hand at the sight. He slid the fork into Blaine's mouth taking in the motion he made as he cleaned the fork. The tingle of desire started to move within his body.

They took turns feeding each other bites of cake, few words exchanged, feeling the moment and the heat. The hungry stares on their faces not being satisfied by the food they were enjoying. Yes, it was definitely getting hot in here.

When they had finished they chatted comfortably for a few minutes before Blaine got up the nerve to say, "Home?"

"Yes, please," his boyfriend answered excitedly.

Home. This was how they referred to Blaine's dorm room these days. Blaine's roommate, James, was hardly ever around which meant that Kurt and Blaine basically had the room all to themselves. The happy couple spent pretty much all of their free time there studying, watching movies, singing, and generally living their lives together. Each night at curfew Blaine would walk Kurt to his room and kiss him goodnight. Each morning one of them would appear at the other's door to walk to breakfast together. They just couldn't get enough of each other. Life was very, very good.

The boys crossed the restaurant hand in hand, thanking Stacy once again for the special preparations. Kurt reached out to give her a hug, never releasing Blaine's hand. She then turned and hugged Blaine, whispering in his ear, "I'm so happy for you."

Kurt held the door for his boyfriend as they exited, the red rose held tightly between Blaine's fingers.

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I'll be your dream
I'll be your wish
I'll be your fantasy.
I'll be your hope
I'll be your love
Be everything that you need.

I love you more with every breath
Truly madly deeply do..
I will be strong, I will be faithful
'Cos I'm counting on a new beginning.
A reason for living.
A deeper meaning. Yeah.

Back home the couple had settled their bodies comfortably together as they danced unhurriedly around Blaine's floor, sharing lingering looks and sweet kisses. Eyes locked, smiles ever present, noses grazing across each other's, they loved the feeling of being wrapped up together.

I wanna stand with you on a mountain.
I wanna bathe with you in the sea.
I wanna lay like this forever.
Until the sky falls down on me...

Oh can't you see it baby?
You don't have to close your eyes
'Cos it's standing right before you.
All that you need will surely come...

Here he is. Right in front of my eyes. Everything I have ever wanted. More than I could have ever dreamed.

I wanna stand with you on a mountain.
I wanna bathe with you in the sea.
I want to live like this forever.
Until the sky falls down on me...

The song changed over, their lips pressed tightly together, inhaling each other. They caught each other in a desirous stare. Blaine's hands moved between them removing Kurt's bowtie and gently lifting his sweater over his head. Kurt slowly unbuttoned Blaine's cardigan helping him shrug it from his shoulders. They let their shirts fall to the ground and kissed their way to the bed, laying on their sides facing each other. Hands grazed softly over warm skin, rubbing emotion into their love's body. There was no urgency, only feeling. The feeling of their mouths fitted perfectly together. The feeling of skin against skin. The feeling of legs intertwined. The feeling of skin under fingers and fingers touching skin.

Blaine teased Kurt's bottom lip into his mouth and Kurt gasped softly. He kissed Blaine forcefully, running his tongue along Blaine's teeth the way he knew made Blaine start to unravel. Blaine returned with more fervor, pulling Kurt tightly to him and sucking his tongue into his mouth, swirling his own tongue around it in a way that could be described as perverse. Or mind blowingly hot. Their mouths started tangling and twisting deeply together. Kurt slid his hand down to Blaine's hip, squeezing the bone in his hand. Blaine's hand grasped at Kurt's lower back, teasing his nails against Kurt's skin. Kurt gasped again. He placed his hand on Blaine's knee, squeezing it before dragging his hand up Blaine's thigh.

Blaine winced breaking their kiss. What did I do? Kurt wondered, a concerned look sweeping across his face. Blaine just smiled weakly and began to kiss him again. Kurt's eyes remained open for a moment trying to figure out what had just happened before the presence of Blaine's mouth on his sucked him back into their love filled haze.

Suddenly Blaine was pulling away and moving Kurt to lay face down on the mattress. Blaine climbed atop his boyfriend, straddling his hips. Kurt savored the feeling of his love's weight on him, heat coursing through him, his imagination starting to run away with him. Blaine began teasing feather weight kisses along the side of Kurt's neck as he worked his hands into Kurt's shoulders.

"Mmmm," Kurt cooed.

Blaine smiled, beginning his descent with his mouth, kissing across Kurt's shoulders before kissing a soft trail down his spine. Each time Blaine's lips met his skin, Kurt felt a spark. He never thought of the back as being a particularly desirous or sexy part of the body, but with Blaine's mouth mapping it, he was starting to reevaluate. Because it felt so good. How could someone kissing his back feel that good? Without his permission his body was arching into Blaine's touch and his hips were bucking into the mattress finding friction that was usually absent.

Suddenly Kurt realized what he was doing, his eyes flying open.

"I, uh, I, um, Blaine," he somehow managed.

Blaine's voice was hot in his ear, "Yes?"

Kurt shivered.

"I, uh... these are really nice pants," Kurt said blushing.

"Oh. Oh, babe. I'm so sorry," Blaine apologized as he sat up, embarrassed. "I'll stop."

NO. NO. NO. PLEASE DON'T STOP.

Blaine climbed off of his boyfriend settling in next to him, nuzzling Kurt's face and draping his arm across Kurt's back. Kurt wanted to cry in frustration. He could feel the tears welling up in his eyes. He buried his face into the comforter, willing the tears not to fall and his breath to come back to normal. Is he trying to kill me? Why does he keep doing this? Why did he stop? Why?

Kurt was desperate for answers, but it was their anniversary. Did he really want to pull at that string right now?

Blaine placed a soft kiss to the back of his head, springing up from the bed. He moved to his closet grabbing one of his Dalton Warblers t-shirts and slipping it on. He pulled out two pairs of sweat pants and returned to the bed.

He rubbed Kurt's back softly. "Kurt?"

Kurt turned his head to look at his boyfriend, hoping his face would not betray his frustration.

"I, um, I may have pulled some strings with the RA so that you could sleep here tonight...if you want."

Kurt's frustration quickly melted into excitement. He sat up quickly his eyes brightening.

"Really?"

Blaine nodded and Kurt grabbed the back of his neck pulling him in for a steamy kiss.

"I have these pants that are too long for me that you can borrow if you want. I assume you don't sleep in your skinny jeans," Blaine said, his eyes trailing down to Kurt's very well fitting jeans.

Kurt felt a bit of color coming to his cheeks. "No, not usually," he said, taking the pants from Blaine. "Thank you."

"I'm going to go to the bathroom and change. I'll be back in a couple."

They exchanged a kiss and Kurt watched him go. He quickly changed into the sweats, pulled back the covers, and climbed into Blaine's bed. His mind wandered as he waited for Blaine to return. For all of the time they spent together they never changed in front of each other. Kurt wondered for a moment if that was weird.

Of course, he couldn't keep his mind on that thought for long because he was wearing Blaine's pants and was under Blaine's covers and that was a first. Blaine's scent surrounded him. He closed his eyes and drank it in. His mind flitted to the feeling of cotton against his exposed skin. He wasn't usually one to sleep shirtless, but he figured that if it meant getting to feel Blaine's skin all night long then he was sure he could make do.

He let the happiness of the moment sweep over him. He was celebrating his one month anniversary with his boyfriend. He was in his boyfriend's bed. In Blaine's bed. And he would be back in a minute and would climb in next to him and they would sleep. In a bed. Together. Kurt scrunched the covers up to his face and let out an excited squeak.

Blaine looked at himself in the mirror as he washed his hands. Staring back at him was a face layered with excitement and fear. He closed his eyes and steadied himself. He had to keep his composure. He had to keep it together. But it was so hard for him around Kurt because Kurt did things to him that he never expected. He short circuited Blaine's brain and made him lose the ability to think rationally.

Blaine was going to go back to his room and his heartbreakingly gorgeous boyfriend was going to be waiting for him, probably in his bed. Wow, that image was taking him down the wrong path in a hurry. Okay, no, they were going to sleep together. Blaine really wanted that. But they were not going to do the other things that came with those words. Those things both he and Kurt wanted to do. The things that scared Blaine. They were not going to do those things. Not tonight anyways.

Kurt smiled brightly as Blaine locked the door behind him, peeling off his shirt, sliding off his loafers, and crossing to the bed. It was exactly as Blaine had imagined, the thoughts and feelings that came with seeing Kurt laying in his bed, under the covers. The sheets hovered around Kurt's waist and for a moment Blaine's mind exploded at the idea of what he may not be wearing underneath the sheets. Of course, Kurt was being a good boy and Blaine thanked the stars for it. He was going to have all he could do to hold on to himself once he laid down next to Kurt and pulled the covers around them.

"Movie?" he asked, hoping that would be enough of a distraction from other activities.

"Sure."

Blaine put a movie on and flicked off the lights. He took a deep breath and slid under the covers next to Kurt, pulling the sheets around their shoulders. They moved themselves together, Kurt laying his head on Blaine's shoulder the way that they often did when they watched movies. Except, of course, that this was completely different because they were half naked and they were under the covers and they were spending the night together. Blaine rested his head against Kurt's, his arms wrapping around his boyfriend over the covers. Blaine couldn't quite pinpoint what it was, but there was something so delightfully sinful about the feeling of Kurt's body through the covers that he was sure that it would always be one of his favorite sensations.

Every once in a while, Kurt would lean his head back to share a gaze and a soft kiss with his boyfriend. Every once in a while, Blaine would move his hand from Kurt's back to tangle in his soft hair. Neither of them made it to the end of the movie. Pulled in by the warmth of their love's body, they gave in to sleep. Kurt's head resting on Blaine's shoulder. Blaine's cheek resting against Kurt's head. Their hands intertwined, laying over Blaine's heart.

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Songs:

This Is How a Heart Breaks – Rob Thomas

Truly Madly Deeply – Savage Garden

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