The buzz of the crowd ebbed and flowed in anticipation. Blaine felt more nervous than he ever had before, even when he was set to perform. The feeling ate at him, he fumbled with something to do with his hands. He started to roll his program, but stopped himself. He wanted this momento, always.

A large hand clapped him on the back. "Calm down, you look like you are going to be sick," a gruff voice said from beside him.

"Mr. Hummel," he squeaked before standing.

"Want to scoot over there?' Mr. Hummel asked.

Blaine nodded before moving down so the Hummels could sit. He was a little surprised that Mr Hummel took the seat next to him. They had met over brunch earlier that day before Kurt had to come to the theatre for a quick rehearsal. He still wasn't sure what the man thought of him. Blaine just wanted Kurt's family to like him.

Burt leveled him with a steady gaze. "What has you so nervous, he's done this hundreds of times? Way I see it, it's just a different building."

Blaine laughed, of course Mr Hummel would only see it as just a different building. However, it wasn't the building that was the issue for Blaine either.

He looked around the crowd for a moment before speaking. "I know he can do it, that isn't the problem. He is amazing. I just don't know how I am going to do it."

Mr Hummel sighed, "It isn't easy watching someone you care about fall apart on stage. I get it. You just have to remember that it really isn't him up there. Works for me."

Mrs Hummel leaned over her husband, "Don't let Burt fool you, he has cried every time we have seen this show. It's hard, especially knowing his past, but Kurt is strong. It helps when you can hug him after."

Mr Hummel grumbled in his seat, "I'm not the only one crying."

The sound of a cell phone ringing filled the air. Blaine took a deep breath, and watched as the man he loved became someone else for a while.

If Blaine thought the show touched him the first time he saw it, it was nothing like seeing Kurt embody the story so completely. By the time the show ended, he was a blubbering mess, matched only by the two people seated beside him. As the lights went up and the cast came out for their bows, he clapped as hard as he could in appreciation. When Kurt emerged on stage, Blaine, and the Hummels stood up, the first to cheer. Kurt's eyes flashed to where they sat and his smile was radiant. He blew a kiss in their direction before taking his bow.

Blaine stood at the stage door with Mr and Mrs Hummel. They watched together as the cast chatted, took selfies and signed playbills. It wasn't long before Kurt opened the stage door.

Blaine was mesmerized at the confidence Kurt displayed, he knew all the compliments made him slightly uncomfortable, but the fans couldn't tell. He slowly made his way down the line, making sure not to skip anyone.

At the end of the mass, Blaine waited with Kurt's parents. He stood to the side as Kurt hugged them and chatted for a moment.

"We should get going, we have a train to catch," Mr Hummel said reluctantly.

Blaine was surprised when both Mr and Mrs Hummel pulled him into a hug.

"You two come visit whenever you get a chance," Mrs Hummel whispered in his ear.

Kurt and Blaine stood for a moment watching them walk away.

"Come back to my place?" Kurt asked, taking Blaine's hand.

He raised Kurt's hand to his lips, "Want to stop for food first?"

"Can we get cheesecake?" Kurt smiled.

Blaine kissed him gently, "Well, there is always room for cheesecake."

Together they walked hand-in-hand down a street in New York. Blaine couldn't help but think, with Kurt by his side, it would be a great day, and great month, a great year and a great life.