FAREWELL (FOR NOW): Well, we've reached the end of the story. I will severely miss all of my lovely readers – without you, I probably wouldn't have been so motivated to finish this story, which is the first fic I have ever completely finished. I mean, seriously, you guys are so amazing and I hope you stick around to see my other fics come to life. But, there's someone you guys need to thank for this fic ever coming to life: 4leaf_clovers (on LiveJournal) for prompting this story on the kurt_blaine prompt post. Without that prompt, this story would probably never exist.
NOT THE END/GET INVOLVED: I seriously hope you guys don't think I'm going to stop writing. I'm working on a Mer-Klaine fic ("Ocean Eyes", you guys should go check out what little is up so far) and I plan on participating in NaNoWriMo this year as well. I'll probably make little ficlets in-between as well. Basically, I'm going to continue writing – well, as much as high school lets me – because it's something I love to do. So while I prepare for NaNoWriMo and continue writing my story "Ocean Eyes", I'll still be keeping the sequel in mind. If you have any suggestion for it or ideas you'd like to see me incorporate into the sequel, let me know! If I like on of your ideas or if you guys have similar suggestions, I'll more than likely incorporate it into the sequel (title of which is probably going to be "I See the Light" in honor of the song from Disney's Tangled).
IMPORTANT NOTE ABOUT EPILOGUE: The epilogue takes place sometime in the future, shortly after Kurt gets out of the hospital and is sent home. It should be pretty explanatory, but if you have any questions or want some clarification about what is going on, feel free to PM me.
You're staring down the stars
Jealous of the moon
You wish you could fly
But you're staying where you are
There's nothing you can do
If you're too scared to try
Blaine woke up to the sound of rustling sheets and soft sighs. He cracked one eye open and smiled upon seeing Kurt's bed of ruffled hair resting underneath his chin. The countertenor was wrapped up in Blaine's bedsheets and quietly peering up at the curly-haired boy with his bright, cerulean eyes.
"Morning, gorgeous." Blaine murmured and gave Kurt a quick kiss. "How'd you sleep?"
"Best sleep I've ever had," Kurt replied with a soft grin. He snuggled against Blaine's side and sighed happily when Blaine enveloped him in a warm embrace. "I just want to lay here all day and just rest with you."
"Alas, classes are calling you." Jeff called out as he and Nick burst into the room. Jeff had spent the night with Nick, which had left Blaine and Kurt alone for the night, much to their joy. However, now the two were back earlier than expected. "So get up and get ready."
"Ugh," Kurt groaned and buried his face in the crook of Blaine's neck, "I was hoping they'd go away for a little bit longer."
"Love you too, Kurt." Nick chirped in a sing-song voice. "Now, hurry up and get yourself together before you're late to class on your first day."
Blaine gently nudged Kurt up with a frown, "As much as I hate to admit it, they have a point. You don't want to be late to class, especially here at Dalton."
Kurt grumbled in distaste and snatched up some briefs and an undershirt from the dresser he shared with Blaine before stalking into their bathroom. He thought for a brief moment why he even transferred to Dalton to begin with, but when he looked back at Blaine, he quickly remembered why. He found his soulmate – the love of his life – and since the treatment at William McKinley wasn't getting much better, he'd decided to join Blaine at Dalton Academy, mainly due to the fact that their soulmate transfer plan saved his family big bucks on the enrollment fee.
"Don't worry," Blaine called out as Kurt shut the door behind him, "I've got a cool surprise for you after school!"
"Cool!" Jeff exclaimed while he and Nick flashed Blaine an expectant grin. "Do we get a surprise?"
"No," Blaine scoffed, "so get out of the room while Kurt and I get ready."
By the time lunch rolled around, Kurt came to the conclusion that he actually really liked Dalton so far. He shared most of his classes with some other Warblers, who were quick to befriend him and extend an invitation for him to sit with them during lunch. Thus was why he was quickly intercepted by Trent and Flint once he entered the lunchroom.
"Since you'll be spending the rest of your life with Blaine," Flint spoke up as they carefully guided Kurt to their table, "it's only fair that you sit with us during lunch at least once."
"Totally," Trent agreed. "Besides, we have more goofy stories about Blaine to tell you about."
Kurt laughed as he took a seat between the two, "Well, now you've got my complete attention."
"Success!" Flint grinned. He then pointed to Kurt and announced to the rest of the table, "Look guys, we brought Kurt!"
Immediately, the other Warblers at the table were buzzing of excitement. They barely had any time at the hospital to talk to Kurt, what with Blaine rushing them out of the room upon hearing they were going to tell Kurt embarrassing stories about his past. Now, with Blaine nowhere in sight, they were free to talk to Kurt.
"You're too cute for Blaine," Brock commented as he leaned forward in order for Kurt to hear him over the chatter. "I mean, have you seen him in the morning? He looks like a baby grizzly bear getting out of hibernation."
Kurt couldn't help but laugh, "Be that as it may, he's my baby grizzly bear, and I love him either way."
"True love right there," James snickered, causing the rest of the group to burst out laughing.
"What's true love?" Blaine asked as he plopped down next to Kurt, only causing his friends to laugh even more. "Wait, what did I say?"
"Nothing," Kurt reassured, giving him a quick peck on the lips. Their friends cat-called and whistled suggestively, causing both boys to blush. "So, where have you been?"
"Oh, you know. Here and there," Blaine replied vaguely. Kurt looked at him with doubt. "Okay, so I was getting your surprise ready with some help."
"Help?" Kurt questioned suspiciously.
"Wes and David were kind enough to help out," Blaine replied. "Thad, Nick, and Jeff just sat around stuffing their faces with food."
"You mock me, sir." Thad snapped as he shoved Blaine to the side in order to sit next to Kurt. "Everything that comes out of his mouth is a lie, Kurt, I swear."
"He doesn't like us, and for no apparent reason, to boot." Nick scoffed, mockingly hurt. He (and Jeff) stood behind Kurt, ruffling the countertenor's hair slightly.
"No, it's because you're a bunch of moochers." Wes mused and plopped down on the other side of Kurt. "Anyways, I hope you enjoy your surprise with Blaine today. I'm sure you'll have a great time, considering how amazing my decorating skills are."
"And how great our distracting skills are," Flint added confidently, "even though you didn't really need to be distracted; you did that all on your own."
"Wait," Kurt looked around at the boys around him in shock, "you were distracting me?"
"We're so ninja you didn't even notice," Jeff crowed triumphantly. "Victory!"
"They wanted to help me out with planning our first date," Blaine explained, shoving Thad off of the bench in order to get closer to Kurt. "I wanted it to be perfect – I want you to never forget it."
Kurt intertwined his hand with Blaine's and smiled up at him as tears of joy pricked at the corners of his eyes. "I have no doubt in my mind that I'm going to absolutely love it."
Through a serious of events – which involved Flint, Brock, Nick, and Jeff kidnapping Kurt as soon as school ended – Kurt found himself being deposited in front of a seemingly closed coffee shop known as the Lima Bean. Kurt had never been there before, and honestly had no idea why his friends chose to leave him in front of the place to begin with.
"Wait!" Kurt cried out as the four Warblers started to drive off. "Why am I here?"
"Go inside!" Brock called out from the window, waving to Kurt. "Have fun!"
Damn Warblers, Kurt thought icily as he stormed to the front doors. I swear, it's like I'm surrounded by a bunch of cleverly diabolical children.
Once he successfully pried the doors open, he cautiously stepped into the dark shop. "Hello? Anyone in here?"
A hand pressed against the small of his back and he yelped in fright, only to turn around and find Blaine looking at him with a sheepish grin.
"Oh my lord, don't do that!" Kurt hissed, smacking Blaine on his chest. "You almost gave me a heart attack!"
"Sorry; didn't think you'd be so freaked out." Blaine chuckled, giving Kurt a soft, passionate kiss. Upon breaking apart, he whispered, "Now, follow me if you want to know where we'll be having our date."
"Lead the way," Kurt all but purred, allowing Blaine to guide him towards the back of the coffee shop.
"So Wes's dad knows the owner of this shop, and they were kind enough to close it down for us." Blaine began to explain while they approached a door which led to the backrooms. Kurt could hear the gentle sound of music drifting from the other side, and light seeped through the cracks. "I mean, it might be as glamorous as some places, but I think it's very romantic."
Blaine then pushed the door open, revealing a brightly lit room with a small table set up in the center of the room. Wes and David stood to the side dressed in waiter uniforms, smiling at the couple. As simple as it seemed, it was beautiful to Kurt. To think that Blaine set this up just for their first date nearly drove him to tears of joy.
"Welcome to la Maison de l'Amour – the House of Love," Wes said, both he and David bowing at the two. "We hope you enjoy your time here."
"Oh my gosh," Kurt whispered in shock, looking at Blaine with teary eyes. "You did this for me?"
"Of course," Blaine laughed and pulled Kurt into his arms. "You deserve the best."
Kurt choked on his tears, placing a hand over his mouth as a tear trickled down his cheek. Blaine wiped it away gently and held him in a warm embrace.
"I love you so much," Blaine whispered. "You mean the world to me, Kurt, and I can't wait to spend the rest of my life with you."
"I love you too," Kurt choked out, throwing his arms around Blaine's neck and kissing him. "You're more than I could ever ask for."