A/N: Today is a better day. Sort of. I've taken a break from my Uni work though and I think I needed it because I feel better. I'll get stressed again when I go back to it tomorrow but once it's over (end of this week) I have a 2 month Christmas holiday. That also means I have abundant spare time to write fic ;)

Prompted by Emily31594: Graduation.

This is one of my favourite chapters! I didn't want to do an angsty chapter with Blaine upset with Kurt leaving, so I present a bit of Finn, a bit of the Warblers, a bit of Carole and Burt, a mention of Niff and a lot of fluff. It's all happening.

A cool breeze ruffled Kurt's robes and he adjusted his cap and plastered on a smile for yet another picture with Finn. Carole beamed at them both as Burt took a few more snapshots. Blaine stood to Burt's other side, trying to subtly blink back tears. Burt called that he was done and Kurt's shoulders relaxed and he took the few steps towards Blaine while Finn started to grumble about having to wear shiny shoes. Blaine smiled softly at Kurt once he was close and cupped his cheek. Kurt leant into the touch and closed the gap between them to place a brief kiss to Blaine's lips.

"You okay?" he asked as they pulled apart. Blaine nodded, staring intently at Kurt.

"You look amazing."

"Blaine, no-one looks amazing in a graduation cap. If only they'd let me get at it with my bedazzler," Kurt sighed.

"Bedazzler or not, you're beautiful," Blaine stated firmly, now framing Kurt's face with his hands.

"Blaine Warbler if you make me cry before we've even left the house, I may never forgive you."

"Am I allowed to cry yet?" Blaine's voice broke a little at the end and he moved his hands from Kurt's face as he ducked his head and cleared his throat. Kurt fiddled with a button on Blaine's waistcoat and smiled at the top of his head.

"No, you're not. You need to save some tears for the actual ceremony."

"I'll try," Blaine said as he lifted his head and placed a hand over Kurt's on his stomach. "I'm promising nothing though."

"I-"

"Dude, you're crying already?" Finn asked, interrupting Kurt.

"Shut up," Blaine murmured with an embarrassed smile, hiding his face in Kurt's neck.

"Oh, hey, it's fine," Finn back pedalled, waving his hands around a little. "I totally get that this is worse for you two. I mean you're like alone at McKin-"

"Okay, Finn," Carole cut in, guiding Finn back into the house. Kurt mouthed a thank you at her and Burt rolled his eyes in Finn's direction as he followed Carole, leaving the two boys in the garden.

"Hey, um," Blaine began, speaking against Kurt's skin before looking up. "D'you think I could get a lift with your Dad and Finn while you go with Carole? I want to go with you but..." he trailed off. Kurt nodded and wiped a stray curl from Blaine's forehead, glad he'd taken Kurt's advice to tone down on the gel.

"You'd cry a river?"

"Oh god, don't say it like that," Blaine winced. "I already feel like an emotional wreck."

"Sorry," Kurt chuckled. "You can ride with whoever you want. And speaking of, we better get going." Blaine nodded and held Kurt's hand through the house, only letting go to get into the cars. "Courage," Kurt said simply, climbing into the car.

"Courage."

Kurt had just stepped from the car when he was engulfed by a sea of teenage boys.

"KURT!"

Kurt gasped for breath and glared at the head of blonde hair currently nuzzling against his chest.

"Jeff, I'm not so sure Nick would agree with what's happening here."

"What's he doing?" Nick asked from somewhere in the group and Kurt rolled his eyes.

"If you all got off me, he'd be doing nothing." The group moved apart and Kurt straightened his outfit and robes before turning his attention to Blaine who come to stand at his side. "What happened to The Warblers being busy today?"

"They wanted it to be a surprise. I didn't know they'd mob you, though."

"Then you don't know us at all," Jeff said with a shake of his head and Kurt grinned at them all.

"I'm glad you're here."

"Wouldn't miss it," Thad said with a hand on Kurt's shoulder. "Besides, Blaine needs someone around to mock him while he cries and you need a cheering section."

"The first reason is not why you're here," Blaine grumbled.

"If it helps, we all have at least four packs of tissues for you."

"I'm seriously considering banning you from my graduation next year," Blaine sighed, dropping his head on Kurt's shoulder.

"There's no fun in that," Kurt pointed out, shrugging Blaine off and catching Burt's eye over the group who gestured for them to start moving. "Come on then. I need to find my seat and so do you lot."

Blaine took a decent amount of time getting The Warblers to sit down in the block reserved for them in the two rows behind his own and once finished he sat himself down next to Carole who had Burt on her other side. The ceremony soon begun and Blaine thanked any and all deities for his seat as he could see Kurt sat with the other graduates towards the front. When Figgins started calling the names and various students filed onto stage, shook his hand and left, Blaine listened intently. He clapped enthusiastically as Finn's name was announced and he climbed onto the stage. Blaine laughed a little as The Warblers burst into noise and shouted "GO FINNIUS!" at a startled Finn. It suddenly hit Blaine that Hummel came close after Hudson and he braced himself. He could already feel a tear escape and trail down his cheek and Carole nudged him lightly.

"You alright?"

"Yeah, I, uh," Blaine stuttered.

"It's fine," Carole soothed. "Kurt will flood the place next year, I can guarantee it." That got a small laugh from Blaine and Carole offered her hand which he took gladly and squeezed it as thanks. Blaine made a note to thank her with words later and possibly a hug for not flinching as he gripped tightly when Kurt's name was called.

Kurt strode on the stage with confidence and his grin widened as The Warblers erupted with shouts and whistles. Blaine jumped slightly at the level of noise but stood up with them, applauding as hard as he could. His face became soaked with tears but he ignored it, not wanting to miss a moment. Kurt shook Figgins hand firmly and briefly looked shocked as Figgins spoke into his ear. It passed as soon as it came however and he was handed his rolled up certificate and glanced towards Blaine. Their eyes locked gazes and Blaine beamed, mouthing "I love you" to which Kurt replied with the same words. Kurt left the stage and Blaine slumped back into his chair, his jaw aching from his smile. Carole gently patted his thigh.

"Cried out yet?"

"Maybe," Blaine breathed and when he thought about it, he formed another reply. "Probably not."

Everyone clapped politely as the other students received their certificates and Blaine was glad when it was over as he was sure a person could only clap for so long without going crazy. Figgins congratulated the students as a whole and mere seconds after he finished, the graduates cheered and Blaine watched in amusement as each black graduation cap was thrown into the air and narrowly dodged as they came back down. Blaine could vaguely make out Kurt in the group, hugging Rachel, and he started to get up but stopped himself, unsure of whether to go over.

"Go on," Burt said, jerking his head towards Kurt. Blaine got up and shuffled down the row as quickly as he could, breaking into a run once he had space. He flew through the crowd and barrelled into Kurt's front, lifting him up and spinning them around when Kurt locked his legs around Blaine's waist and his arms around his neck. Blaine pressed kisses along Kurt's jaw and finally captured his lips causing the girls around to chorus an "Awww." Upon remembering they were there, Blaine dropped Kurt back to the ground and rested their foreheads together.

"I'm so proud of you," Blaine whispered.

"I hope so," Kurt said, nudging their noses together. "I want you to be." Blaine's breath hitched at the repetition of his own words from the beginning of the year.

"I knew I wasn't cried out." Kurt simply kissed him.

Blaine was currently stood at the end of Kurt's garden, which had been filled with circular tables and chair for the post-graduation party, giving a speech. Kurt paid close attention to the words although Blaine had already recited it to him that morning as a practice and he had wanted Kurt to hear it first.

"One day in the boring life of Blaine Anderson, that angel over there," Blaine pointed towards Kurt, "stopped me on a staircase and tried but failed to be a good spy. Somewhere along the way, in between the rehearsals, the endless cups of coffee and stupid mistakes, on my part mostly, I fell in love." The girls squealed from their table and The Warblers laughed at how cheesy Blaine could be. "I preached courage to him and I have never" Blaine's voice began to crack and Kurt could see his eyes filling with more tears and he began to deviate from the script. "Okay, I'm just going to start crying again and then I won't be able to talk so I'm gonna quit while I'm ahead. Sorry everyone and sorry Kurt. I promise I'll do better on our wedding day." Blaine raised his glass and stepped down from the makeshift stage as Burt choked on his own drink and widened his eyes at Kurt. Carole giggled from next to Burt.

"Dad, he's kidding," Kurt laughed, patting his Dad's hand.

"Oh, come on," Finn interjected. "You two are totally gonna get married someday."

"Yes, someday," Burt emphasised. "Someday in the future."

"Oh my god. Me and Blaine aren't actually getting married so can we move on, please?"

"We're not getting married?" Kurt looked to his left where Blaine had returned to his seat and was now overstressing his pout and wiping at a stray tear.

"You're not helping," Kurt said flatly. Blaine's mouth turned up into a smirk and he leant forward to look around Kurt at Burt.

"I promise no marriage proposals for a long time, Burt."

"A loooooooong time," Burt said with a stern point of his finger towards Blaine.

"Millennia," Blaine nodded, much to Burt's approval.

"I've always liked you, kid." Blaine looked ecstatic at the statement and Kurt sighed dramatically with the understanding that he wouldn't be getting married until he was dead and that no matter how ridiculous his family seemed and no matter how much Blaine cried, he'd never stop loving them.

I titled Jammy's email with this "You can smell the cheese wafting from this." After reading it she told me it is the only cheese she will ever like (she hates cheese). Successful chapter, me thinks. Is the cheese to your liking?