Author's Note: OMG! OMG! OMG! Last nights episode was amazing! The songs were amazing! It was so emotional I teared up on some places. I'm still sick so I'm blaming it on that.
Can't wait for next weeks... 'White Chocolate' is coming back. And I said give me a dollar right when Rachel did it was amusing.
This is just a cute little chapter, it came to me in a dream and I decided to write it :).
gottriplets Thank you, Stephen doesn't invade in this chapter... I don't even think his name is mentioned. I still have it on repeat :D it truly is perfect. My mom has threatened my computer because she got tired of it. And I have my voice back sorta so I squeak along :)
mylisa777 Did you like Perfect? No voice meant extra sleep. And Stephen can't get that he should want Blaine's happiness, he's as stupid as I am in that department.
marli-slashs fan Thank you.
Disclaimer. Don't own glee.
Warnings. Fired-up Kurt. (run everyone) and around the end I used alot of ( ) lol.
Kurt grinned as Blaine shut his door, they were going to spend one night together, skipping the Warbler's Party, then Kurt had to head home to Lima. When Blaine took a street away from his house Kurt looked at him surprised. "Where are we going?"
Blaine put a finger to his lips. "Shh its a secret. Do you really trust Puck driving your car?"
"It gives me an extra hour with you." Kurt said, laying his hand loosely on Blaine's thigh. That was truly his only reason. Blaine smiled as he pulled into a Holiday Inn. "Uh Blaine what are we doing here?"
"I wanted a night with you, no other Warblers, and not in one of our houses. I hope you don't mind. If so we could always go back to my house. It doesn't really matter to me." Blaine said, taking the keys out of the car as he spoke.
Kurt grinned, "No this is fine baby, just surprised me."
Blaine nodded, grabbing the over night bags he packed for this and going to the front desk. "A reservation for Anderson?"
"Yes. Room 307. Hope you have a pleasant stay." Blaine took the key and walked with Kurt to the elevators.
"So what do you want to do first? It's still early, I'm taking us to the small resturant for dinner, but other then that I'm down for whatever you want to do."
"I don't care honey, whatever you want will be fine." Kurt said, looking around the room. It was nice. One king sized bed in the middle, night tables on each side. Directly across the bed was a stand and a large TV. Beside that was a mini fridge. Right by the door was a desk and a loveseat, a lamp by it. A dresser was behind the door and there was another door that probably led to the bathroom.
"Well first lets put these clothes up, you'll freak if they wrinkle won't you? Get comfortable. I got it." Blaine demanded, pleased when Kurt stretched out on the bed.
"You packed my skin care things right?" Kurt asked, his head propped up on a pillow as he watched Blaine dig some clothes out of the bag.
"Of course love. You know I wouldn't forget such an important thing in your life. How about you decide what you want us to do love? This particular hotel has an indoor pool, a bar, a gym, a computer room... Stop me anytime." Blaine said, sliding up on the bed kissing Kurt gently.
Kurt laughed, "Okay okay. Let's go to the pool?"
Blaine jumped back up, grabbing a plastic bag out of the dresser. "Here, your's are blue. Mine are green. I went out and bought them a few days ago."
"You planned this love?" Kurt asked, grabbing his swim trunks. Blaine just shrugged.
"I left something in the car. See you in a minute?" Blaine dodged out while Kurt slowly made his way to the bathroom, shocked to see a hot tub, a shower, and a bath. He wondered how much this was from Blaine's pocket as he pulled on the swimming trunks and grabbed one of the robes hanging on a hook. Blaine was in the main room when he got back, pulling on his own trunks.
"Babe you are aware there is chlorene in the water, its going to get in your hair." Blaine teased.
Kurt rolled his eyes, "Come on, I didn't go swimming a whole lot this summer and I miss the feel of water."
Blaine nodded, getting his robe on before going to the door, taking Kurt's arm and walking out. They weren't surprised no-one was in the pool, but Blaine was surprised when Kurt just jumped in. Blaine eased himself in, grimacing at the thought of his hair getting wet, he absolutely loathed his curls sometimes.
When they finally decided they swam enough (after a splashing fight that resulted in clashing lips), they went to take quick showers (seperately). They then cuddled on the bed, having an hour left before appropiate dinner time. Blaine held Kurt to his chest while a show neither one of them were watching played in the background.
"So babe how much is this costing you?" Kurt asked quietly, looking up at Blaine through his eyelashes.
Blaine's breath hitched, did Kurt know how hot and innocent he looked when he did that? "Not as much as you think. And you aren't thinking about paying me back or you?"
"Maybe." Kurt responded, of course he was. Blaine got them a hotel room for the 'fun of it'.
"I'm not accepting any payment love." Blaine said sternly. Seriously he just used his birthday money for it, plus he still had some left over. Kurt groaned, of couse his boyfriend would be stubborn. "Anyways I'm thinking its time we get dressed, unless you want us to go to dinner in our boxers?"
Kurt rolled his eyes, "Fine. What do you want me to wear? You pick I don't feel like getting up."
Blaine chuckled when Kurt rolled off him. He went to the dresser getting them both an outfit before crawling back on the bed. Kurt gave him a smile before pulling him down for a kiss. Blaine moaned, at this rate they won't leave the hotel room. Finally Kurt pushed him away slightly. "Your stomach says we need to feed it before our lips get too full on each other."
Blaine shook his head, handing Kurt the clothes he picked out and getting himself dressed. Five minutes later they were going to the small resturant, Blaine ordering for both of them. They clasped hands on the table top, waiting for their food. "You know, this really does feel different then normal. I guess cause we are truly alone."
Blaine nodded in agreement. "That's what I was thinking. I'm glad you agreed to this. It seems like we always have some breathing down our necks."
Kurt got quiet as he tasted the chicken placed infront of him surprised at the good quality. "Mmm yes. Do you really have to go to Seattle?"
"Yes babe, dad said that if we went for Thanksgiving then they get to come here for Christmas break. I figured you prefer me being gone one week then two weeks."
"Does that mean no Black Friday Party?" Kurt asked, smiling at his boyfriend, he did prefer the one week.
"Yes honey. But you can still go, Wes has taken a liking to you." Blaine laughed at Kurt's horrified expression. They ate slowly, just relishing in each other's prescense when an elderly woman stopped at their table. Blaine looked up, a smile on his face. "Yes m'am, may we help you?"
"Yes, may you please take your disgusted gayness elsewhere? My husband and I are trying to eat." She said coldly.
Blaine noticed Kurt's hand tighten in his and he pushed his almost empty plate away, not wanting to face confrontation. "Come on Honey, if you're done we can go back up to our room."
Kurt shook his head letting go of Blaine's hand and glaring the woman down. "You listen here, if you and your balding husband can show your horrible faces in public then we can very well have dinner in public. You didn't see us going over there asking you to leave because you look disgusting why do you think you can do that to us?"
She frowned. "We aren't commiting a sin. Maybe if you chose to be normal-"
"You think we chose this fate? Like we choose to be ridiculed and judged? Maybe you're just jealous that we are in a loving relationship and your husband hates coming home at night because he has to see your horrible face." Kurt said, fired up. Blaine looked shocked and reached out to put a calming hand on Kurt's arm.
"Maybe we should just go." Blaine whispered.
The woman looked pleased. "Listen to your boy toy."
Kurt stood. "I'm getting tired of you, we aren't hurting anyone and we aren't ready to leave." Kurt bent over kissing Blaine deeply, when he pulled back, he smirked at the woman, "Any other complaints?"
She looked livid and Blaine was pleased when her husband came up. "Greta. Leave these boys alone. Thay aren't doing anything wrong."
"They are being gay. That's wrong!" She exclaimed, much too loudly, drawing attention to them.
"And I fear you shouldn't have ordered an alcoholic drink. There is nothing wrong with homosexuals. Greta go back up to our room. I'll get the food to go." When she walked away he turned to Blaine and Kurt sheepishly. "I'm so sorry boys, she isn't usual like that."
Kurt sat down crossing his legs. "Its fine, you aren't to blame for your horrid wife. Have a good night."
When people finally stopped staring Blaine laughed. "Ready to go up now?"
The next morning they ordered roomservice for breakfast before packing their thingss to go. Blaine grinned over at Kurt as they checked out, this night had gone better then he imaged, besides the old woman. Maybe he should try getting Kurt away from everyone else more often.
Author's Note: Okay what the hell happened at the end? I didn't plan that. Next will be Kurt's thanksgiving break. Then I'm doing Blaine's, since they'll be seperate.
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