Sadly I do not own Glee or any of the characters and/or songs used in this fanfiction.
A/N: This takes place when Kurt and Blaine are 75.
"Kurt! Kurt look honey!" Blaine says as he slowly walks over to the snack shelf in their local Walgreen's.
"What is it dear?" Kurt asks. He takes his glasses of the clip he keeps them on in his jacket and puts them on his face, they balance perfectly on his nose and ears.
"Redvines? They still make these?" Kurt wonders.
"Kurt can we get them! Please" Blaine begs. He purses his worn down and wrinkled lip.
"We're already old enough, we don't need more sweets dear" Kurt tries to abolish the idea, but if there's anything he knows about Blaine it's that he won't stop until he get's what he wants: that was also the reason they had 5 children.
"Yes and that means we should enjoy what time we have left!" Blaine says with a scary amount of logic to that statement. "And these are special to me" Blaine continues.
"Why are candies that have been around for like a hundred years special to you old man?" Kurt wonders.
"I bought you redvines on our first date" Blaine says. Kurt's at loss for words. He closes his eyes for a minute and suddenly he's back on the streets of the Westerville carnival.
"Do you want something?" Blaine asks Kurt as he squeezes his hand.
"No thanks I'm good" Kurt smiles.
"Come on, you have to want something" Blaine teases.
"Okay, fine… how about..." he ponders for a second looking around at the candy stand, "…those!" he says pointing at long stringy red things.
"Okay" Blaine says. He walks over to the stand and pays for them then brings the bag back to Kurt. "The guy selling them told me they're called redvines. Sounds stupid if you ask me" Blaine says.
"Little did you know that they would take over you entire life" Kurt teased. He rubs his sore thumb on Blaine's wrinkly cheek. "Get them" he says.
"What made you change your mind?" Blaine asked as he put them in the cart.
"You're right, we need to enjoy the time we have left together. And there won't be much left so we should enjoy it. Starting now, will you go on a second first date with me Blaine Hummel-Anderson?" Kurt asks.
"I would love to Kurt Hummel-Anderson" Blaine whispers. He kisses his husband's cheek.
"We can start by you buying me those redvines" Kurt laughs.
They walk around the city that day hand in hand enjoying their second first date.
Later that night when they're both cuddled up in bed, wrapped around each other and as close as possible they both pass away peacefully; totally content with their lives and the choices they'd made and free to live on for eternity together.