Okay, I've gotten too many reviews to ignore this. Everybody's telling me that I got Kurt's middle name wrong and it's actually Elizabeth. Now, I had to search this to figure out which episode it actually came from and I got a very good answer on one of the forums (I never realized there were so many just dedicated to Kurt!): ...if you check out Kurt's voting slip at the end of 'Duets', he writes his name in as 'Kurt Elizabeth Hummel'. Though it's not known whether that's his real full name, a Springtime For Hitler reference, or him inserting Dame Julie Elizabeth Andrews as his virtual duet partner...

I cannot believe that Burt Hummel would have allowed his son's middle name to be Elizabeth. I mean, he wasn't noticeably gay the second he was born (I really doubt) or anything. Some people say he does it as tribute to his mother, I personally love that thought. But for legal purposes, he would have another middle name, or none at all. So, because it's never been said on the show if his middle name really is Elizabeth, I'm choosing to go with it not being that. I'm sure in one of my other stories, this idea of his middle name being Elizabeth will come up and I'll have Kurt talk about it (my interpretation of course) but for now, thank you everyone who wanted to make sure my stories were accurate, but for me it's a non-issue.

One of many awesome ones from wynnie the pooh: In a car.

This felt like the perfect opportunity to bring out my Wes and David love. Hyperactive Wes and David love for that matter. This is also for The Dark Queen of Insanity who thinks Wes and David should be featured more. And of course, for me, cause I love them. And ROAD TRIP! Rotating POV because I enjoy it and because people sleep and other people watch them sleep. I fear I was a bit hyperactive writing this myself but I love letting my inner Wes and David come out to play in my stories.

Warning: Set aside plenty of time to read. You'll need it.

RoadTrip

"Come on, come on, come on!" Wes jumped up and down in the doorway of the room he and Blaine shared.

"Wes, calm down!" Blaine finally lost his temper. "I can almost guarantee that Kurt isn't going to be ready by the time we get out of here and David is still downstairs organizing the final details. We have plenty of time, and for that matter, we're not going anywhere! We're not going to be late for anything. We're packing to sit in a car for two days. We can just relax."

Wes froze at Blaine's outburst before sitting on his bed sulkily as Blaine continued to pack. When David had suggested a road trip over the weekend, Wes had jumped at the opportunity and immediately invited Blaine along, who reluctantly agreed knowing that refusing to go would be more painful than actually going. This seemed to be a yearly ritual for the two boys and they loved including Blaine in their group, which always meant the two of them sitting in the front talking about various girls and how hot they were while Blaine tried to sleep in the backseat.

But this year, when he was complaining to Kurt about it, he got a wonderful shock when Kurt said, "Why don't you invite someone to come with you to keep you sane?"

Blaine had blinked a couple of times, then a smile had crossed his face as he stared at Kurt. As soon as Kurt realized, he tried to backtrack. "I mean, I'm sure Thad or Nick would be willing to come along -"

"Kurt. Please?"

Blaine knew he had killer puppy dog eyes. Everybody told him so. And as such, he usually felt guilty for using them so they were reserved for special occasions like these. He had literally watched Kurt melt before agreeing - still reluctantly of course.

"Blaine, you're not even packing!" Wes had decided to pipe up again, dragging Blaine out of his thoughts. He shot him a dirty look before chucking a final few items of clothing into his bag and heading towards the bathroom.

"Hold on, Blaine. There's a condition this year."

Blaine froze. He hated Wes' conditions.

"We're all going without something we feel like we normally need. You may have noticed I didn't pack my gavel," Blaine offered up a silent prayer of thanks at this small miracle, "David has left behind his Selena Gomez CD with the pictures in it." Another miracle. "You and Kurt are going without your hair products."

"What?"

Blaine whirled around on the spot, pinning Wes with a death glare. "You can't be serious!"

"Oh yes, I am. You can go a day without hair gel. In fact, you don't have a choice because I've hidden it. So nyahh!" Wes stuck out his tongue and Blaine rolled his eyes before realizing what he had said. He turned back into the bathroom, pulling open his usual cupboard to find it empty. Blaine took a deep breath and pushed his anger back, saving it for later in the trip when they were stuck together and Wes had no choice but to deal with it. He grabbed his toothbrush and chucked it in his bag before re-entering the room.

"Well, in that case, I'm ready." Wes eyed him suspiciously but jumped up from the bed, grabbing Blaine's bag.

"Grab your guitar and let's go!" Blaine smiled at the overexcitable boy before grabbing his guitar case and following him out of the room and down the main staircase. As soon as he spotted David, he cringed knowing what was coming next.

"WESLEY!"

"DAVID!"

The two boys rushed towards each other, meeting in the middle of the foyer in a hug that made everyone present question the sexuality of the council members. Blaine just smirked, knowing this was a tradition of the Annual Road Trip. Then he smiled because Kurt was coming towards him, carrying a bag and eyeing the two boys with a mix of trepidation and humor.

"Don't even ask. They're so far in the closet that they still think they like girls." Blaine looked at Kurt with feigned horror.

"How terrible. At least they'll have us along to educate them this weekend." Kurt smirked before Blaine wrapped an arm around him in a quick hug.

"So, I hear they deprived you too?"

Kurt glared at David. "The most I managed to get out of him was that one of the other Warblers has our stuff, one of the ones that went home for the weekend. I don't believe him but I didn't want to throttle him without you."

"Guys, let's go!"

Blaine cringed at the yell echoing through the foyer and he and Kurt quickly walked over to where David and Wes were standing impatiently by the door. Just before they got there, Blaine remembered tradition and leaned over to Kurt. "Block your ears," he whispered, quickly sticking his fingers in his own. Kurt shot him a curious glance but did the same. Just in time.

"GOOOOOOODBYE DALTON!"

The rest of the students cringed as the two boys bolted out the door, Kurt and Blaine following at a much more sedate pace. "How on earth did those two make it on the Warbler Council?" Kurt asked, staring at the boys fighting over who would drive first.

Blaine shrugged. "Because they're crazy enough to be scary?"

"I spy, with my little eye, something beginning with ... um... R!"

"Road."

"Damnit, Kurt, you're too good at this game!"

"Wes, we've been playing I Spy for half an hour now. You've said road three times, tree five and I know you didn't see a turtle back there. Let's just give it up." Kurt sighed, trying to stretch out in the confines of the car. They were two hours into their road trip and he already had a headache from Wes and David. David had won the battle to drive first and thereby pick the CD (currently blasting out Backstreet Boys, David's guilty secret), leaving Wes to sulk and try to play car games with the uninterested boys in the backseat.

Kurt sighed, staring across at Blaine who had fallen asleep about an hour ago. He envied the boy for being able to sleep in this kind of surrounding and escape the insanity. He watched for a moment as Blaine's chest rose and fell evenly, his mouth slightly open. One arm was hanging across the seat and his head was leaning against the window and he looked so peaceful and -

"I spy, with my little eye, something beginning with O!"

"Wesley, I swear if it's orange again -"

"Obvious. And oblivious come to think of it."

Kurt raised an eyebrow at the boy who had turned around to look at him. "Even though I really don't want to ask, just tell me. What's obvious?"

"That you like Blaine."

Kurt gulped and tried to think of a cover story. You were just making sure he was sleeping and not dead... you were looking out the window on his side... you -

"It's okay, we've known for awhile now." David chipped in, not taking his eyes off the road. "And we haven't said anything to him."

"Or to anybody else," Wes added, looking surprisingly serious. "And ... well, if you ever wanted to tell him, you'd probably be pretty happy with the result. We're just saying."

With that, Wes turned back around and started talking to David about some actress named Bonnie Gruesen and how gorgeous she was and Kurt turned to look at Blaine again. Could they mean that Blaine - no. He couldn't get his hopes up. It was Wes and David after all.

As Kurt internally debated, he almost missed Blaine's eyes opening. "Hey, Kurt. How long was I asleep?"

"Oh, um... about an hour. I think."

Blaine stretched slightly and rubbed his eyes. "Mkay. Hey, you alright?" Kurt knew his eyes had glazed over a little and shook his head, trying to snap out of it.

"Yeah, just - headache."

Blain winced sympathetically. "They'll do that to you, sorry." He looked out the window and his face lit up. "Guys, we're fifteen minutes from the first stop."

"Yay!" Wes clapped from the front seat and Kurt snorted. "Let's play a game until we get there. I spy -"

"No, I think it's my turn." Kurt interjected, deciding to have a little fun with them. And perhaps get a message across to Blaine. "Whoever gets this gets ... I don't know, what's a good prize?"

"Gets to ask you to do a favour?" Blaine suggested.

Kurt nodded in agreement, then smiled evilly. "Okay, I spy, with my little eye, something beginning with A."

"Animals!"

"No."

"Antelope!"

"No."

"Agriculture?"

"No."

"Ashley Tisdale?"

"You wish, David."

By the time they had reached their first stop, Wes and David were begging Kurt for the answer. Blaine had given up after ten minutes and was chuckling at the antics of their friends as Kurt refused once again to tell them.

Pulling into the car park, David locked the doors and turned to face Kurt. "I'm not letting out of this car until you tell us the answer!"

Kurt just looked at him before flicking the lock and opening the door. As he stepped out he heard David say, "Well damn, didn't think of that."

"SHUT UP!"

Wes and David momentarily paused, staring at Blaine in the front seat, then continued.

"Is not."

"Is too."

"Is not."

Blaine sighed and began to hit his head against the window before feeling a hand on his.

"Don't give them the satisfaction." Kurt smiled at him, albeit strained, then returned his attention to the road.

"I don't know how you convinced them to let you drive. I try every single time we go somewhere and they refuse. David's too protective of his baby normally to let anybody but him and Wes -"

"Kurt! Is it Australia?"

"Wes, we're nowhere near Australia. We're in America. And before you can ask, no it's not America." Wes slumped back in his seat, disappointed as Kurt returned his attention to Blaine. "In answer to your question, let's just say sharing a room with David occasionally has its perks. Very occasionally." Blaine raised an eyebrow at the obscure answer but shrugged and leaned back in his seat, trying to lose himself in the sound of Kurt's voice softly singing along to Born This Way.

"Is not!"

"Is too!"

"Is n-"

"GUYS! Do you even remember what you were fighting about?"

David and Wes turned to face one another, equally puzzled looks on their faces. "No," said Wes slowly, "but I know David was wrong!"

"Was not!"

"Were too!"

Blaine resumed hitting his head.

"We should play the Alphabet Game!"

Blaine let out a loud groan at this. "David, this goes the same every time. We play, Wes wins, you sulk the rest of the day because you were the one that saw the Dairy Queen first and he shouldn't have gotten it. Every time."

"What's the Alphabet Game?"

Kurt knew he shouldn't have asked that question as Blaine groaned again from next to him, the steering wheel in a death grip, and Wes and David exchanged horrified glances. He spent the next five minutes listening to an overview of the rules, an extended version, corrections from David and a fistfight until Blaine threatened to pull over and eject them from the car (except Kurt of course). Finally sure that Kurt knew how to play, they began.

"Okay, so A like on that one there, Blaine? Oh, and B, and C? Is that right?"

Blaine burst out laughing. "Wes, looks like you've got some competition."

To Wes' horror, Kurt was well ahead and had actually gotten to Q long before Wes had made it past J. By the time Kurt was at X, Wes was close to tears, David had given up and Blaine was laughing his head off.

"Ooh, Zebra Crossing! Does that mean I win?"

Wes slammed his head into the seat in front of him, causing Blaine to jerk forward. "Yes, Kurt. You just beat Wes at his claim to fame."

Kurt snorted. "The Alphabet Game is Wes' claim to fame? Don't give up your day job, at least you're good with the gavel."

Blaine burst into fresh hysterics as Wes began to mutter mutinously in the back seat.

"Uh, Blaine, you awake?"

"Yeah?" Blaine blearily lifted his head, trying to focus his eyes in the darkness and finally managing to make out Kurt who looked apologetic.

"Sorry, I didn't realize you were asleep."

"S'okay. I need to wake up now anyway. Did you want to ask something?" Blaine knew he looked a mess and was aware that even when tired, Kurt still looked perfect. Damn them for taking my gel, tomorrow will be terrible.

"I didn't actually think about it beforehand... do we drive all night?"

"Ahuh." Blaine yawned and rubbed his eyes. "Wes and David are going to swap in a few minutes because Wes can't keep his eyes open any longer and I'll have to get up front to make sure David doesn't fall asleep. Then I'll take the wheel and we'll keep rotating. David planned it out before we left. You okay to spot me when I drive?"

"Sure," Kurt replied, smiling. Blaine's heart did a backflip at that smile that so far this trip had only been reserved for him. "Does that mean I should sleep now?"

"Probably a good idea." Blaine tapped Wes on the shoulder. "Get some sleep, okay? David can drive from here." He gave a quick smile to Kurt as they pulled over before jumping into the front seat that David had just vacated.

As Wes curled up in the back and Blaine focused his eyes on the road and David, Kurt leaned forward. "Goodnight Blaine," he whispered.

"Night Kurt." Blaine couldn't keep the smile off his face, thankful that nobody had noticed.

Or so he thought. Ten minutes down the road and Blaine turned around to have a look at the two boys in the backseat. Wes was twisted around with his head tucked down into his chest and Blaine winced at how sore his neck would be in the morning. Then he turned his attention to Kurt and had to fight to keep from gasping out loud.

Kurt was beautiful even in sleep. His head rested lightly against the window with one hand resting softly against his cheek, the other lying on the seat next to him. His eyes were gently closed and a small smile was on his face. Blaine could barely draw his attention away but knew he had to focus on the road. Reluctantly, he took one last look then turned back to see a smirk on David's face.

"You're as oblivious as he is."

"What do you mean?" Blaine carefully kept a straight face and stared straight ahead.

"I mean it's so obvious that you like him and he has no idea. Just like you have no idea how much he likes you."

No, it's not true. It's just David being stupid.

"I'm serious, you know."

"Well that's a first." Blaine tried to keep his hands from shaking at the possibilities that had begun to run through his head.

"Just ... look, I'm tired. You take over driving, wake up Kurt to keep you awake and maybe you can take the opportunity to talk about some important stuff. Wes and I won't interfere any further, except for me to say we had a similar conversation with Kurt when you were asleep this afternoon." David yawned and pulled over. "I'll let you wake him up."

"Kurt..."

Kurt groaned and batted away the hand that was gently shaking his shoulder. "G'way. S't'early."

He heard a familiar chuckle and froze. Cracking open one eyelid, he saw Blaine standing beside him with the car door open. Good job, Hummel. Real smooth...

"I'm sorry, I know you want to sleep but it's my turn to drive and I need someone to spot me. If you're not up to it, I can ask Wes -"

"No, it's okay." Kurt stretched, feeling his shoulders pop and climbed out of the car, allowing David to slide into his seat gratefully. He jumped into the front seat quickly, trying to get back to the warmth of the car as Blaine slid into the drivers seat and pulled back on to the road. Kurt rubbed his eyes and looked out at the sky, noticing the faint tinges of red. "What time is it anyway?"

"Three. Sunrise is in twoish hours. I always get the sunrise leg, which is awesome out this way." Blaine smiled and Kurt noted how cute he looked, eyes tired and hair curly and - wait.

"Kurt?"

"You - your hair."

Blaine immediately raised a hand to his hair, a faint blush staining his cheeks. "I know, it's awful isn't it? I can't believe they wouldn't let me bring my gel."

"Wherever David hid it, I'm making sure it stays there." Kurt hesistantly raised a hand to touch the curls, running one through his fingers. "Blaine, this is amazing."

"Really?" Kurt couldn't help but notice the emphasis placed on the word and suddenly he knew why David had arranged the driving order the way he had.

"Yeah." Kurt smiled at Blaine who was avoiding eye contact, his face red. But a small smile played around his mouth and Kurt lapsed into thought. Perhaps it was time to -

"Kurt, we need to talk about something."

Kurt snapped his eyes back to Blaine who was looking back at him and his words died in his throat. The look in Blaine's eyes was intense.

"Um, yeah. But I think maybe we should pull over first." Kurt gestured towards the road and Blaine chuckled a little before pulling the car over, leaving the engine running so they could stay warm. As he turned back, Kurt noticed the look had abated slightly and was giving way to fear. He reached over and took Blaine's hand, squeezing it gently. "What did you want to talk to me about?"

Blaine took a deep breath. "Kurt, there's something I need to say and if I stop I won't ever say it so I need you to just listen, okay?" Kurt nodded and squeezed his hand again. "Okay. So, David was talking to me and he said some things that got my hopes up, but more importantly made me realize that I owe you the truth. Whatever happens, I trust that our friendship is strong enough to endure, so I'm going to just say it and if you - well, yeah. There's no obligation. Anyway," Blaine hesitated for a second, then jumped straight in. "Kurt, you're amazing. Ever since you came to Dalton, I've just loved spending time with you. You've been my best friend, my source of sanity when these two get too crazy. We've got so much in common and so much not in common and I feel like I can talk to you about anything. And for awhile, I didn't realize just how amazing you are."

Kurt felt like his heart was melting into a warm gooey puddle as Blaine continued to talk, staring into his eyes.

"You're the most gorgeous person I've ever met, both personality and appearance. You make the room light up when you walk in. Every time you smile at me, my heart does a backflip. Like now," he added as Kurt couldn't help the involuntary smile that had crossed his face. Blaine took his hand with his own and shakily held it to his chest, Kurt drawing in a breath at the sudden contact. He could feel Blaine's heartbeat, jumping away erratically in his chest "Feel that? That's from you." Blaine drew his hand away but Kurt kept his exactly where Blaine had placed it, delighting in the way Blaine's eyes lit up when he realized.

"You make me so happy, Kurt. And I've never felt this before, so you'll have to forgive me for being oblivious for so long and not realizing how head-over-heels I am for you."

Kurt knew Blaine had stopped talking and was waiting anxiously for an answer but Kurt was lost for words. Trying to hold back the tears, he took Blaine's hand with his free one and held it up to his own chest.

"That's what you do to me."

For a few moments they sat there, their hands over each other's hearts. Kurt couldn't think of anywhere else he wanted to be in that moment, just staring into Blaine's eyes.

Then Wes began to snore in the backseat and the moment was broken. Blaine reluctantly moved his hand away, Kurt mirroring the action as he glared at the Warbler who had interrupted their perfect moment. Then a wicked idea came to mind. "Blaine, I know we should really talk about this more, and we will, but could you help me vandalize their faces first?"

Blaine stared at him for a minute before snorting with laughter. "Of course."

Blaine smiled as he watched the first rays of sunlight cross the front of the car and creep in through the windshield. This was the part of the trip he always looked forward to the most. Wes and David would always be unconscious in the back seat and Blaine would usually have the road to himself to watch the sun rising across the hills.

Except this time, there were a few changes. He was sitting in the passenger seat, the snoring figures in the back seat both sported black glasses, warts and facial hair, and there was a hand entwined in his.

Blaine looked over to Kurt and his smile grew wider. Kurt looked exhausted and his hair was a complete mess - something Blaine hadn't yet alerted him to - but he looked absolutely breathtaking in the early morning sun. Kurt caught his gaze out of the corner of his eye and a smile played across his own face. He allowed the car to slow and they stopped in the middle of the road, alternating between watching the sun rise and the glow it sent across each other's faces. Blaine knew that moments like these were rare in the insanity of Dalton and just enjoyed the quiet moment he could share with his new boyfriend.

Oh. Wait.

"Kurt?" Blaine gently broke the silence as Kurt turned towards him. "I probably should've asked about an hour ago, but will you be my boyfriend?"

Kurt just smiled and squeezed his hand. "Of course I will, moron."

They enjoyed their uninterrupted silence for the next few minutes until -

"BLAINE ANDERSON! KURT HUMMEL! WHAT DID YOU DO TO MY FACE!"

Blaine caught Kurt's eye and they burst into laughter.

"I feel gross!"

Kurt sighed and leaned back against the seat, wrinkling his nose at the feeling of his messy and greasy hair on his face. He flicked it away a couple of times before giving up and huffing.

Beside him, Blaine was mirroring his actions. "You guys suck."

"We suck? Blaine, we just had to walk into a diner at 6 in the morning with Sharpie glasses on our faces. You have no complaining rights." Wes glared at him across the table, the remnants of hastily scrubbed Sharpie still around his eyes. David just stared into his coffee cup in silence, having been woken by his hysterical friend twenty minutes earlier and still wasn't completely with it.

Kurt poked at his breakfast for a little bit longer before giving up and drinking his own coffee. "So, what time will we be back at Dalton?"

"Probably around five." Blaine drunk the last of his coffee then rolled his neck to crack it. Kurt winced at the noise. "We'll stop for our usual picnic lunch where these two will bug me to play songs so we can sing and then we'll go back and we won't see either of them for the next two days while they sleep."

"Sleep?" David looked up vacantly, picking up the only word he cared about and Kurt laughed.

"Yes, David, you can go back to sleep as soon as we get back to the car. I'll drive -" Blaine and Kurt groaned simultaneously, "until we get to our lunch spot, then you can drive the rest of the way." Another groan from the two boys, until Kurt realized this would leave them alone in the back seat for most of the trip. He leaned over to whisper this realization in Blaine's ear, drawing a nervous glance from Wes as Blaine smiled. "Whatever you two are planning, I don't want to know. We're even now." He took one more nervous look at them, then rose from the table and tossed a couple of bills on it. "Let's go."

"Hey, Kurt, we never actually guessed what you spied." After another hour of sleep, David had sprung back to life and was now turned around facing Kurt in the back seat where he and Blaine had been quietly talking. Blaine looked up, annoyed at the interruption but Kurt just laughed.

"Well, go on then."

As David ran through a series of 'A' words, Blaine allowed his mind to drift back to a few hours ago, to a more pleasant time when he and Kurt had sat in the quiet and shared their feelings with each other -

"I've got it!" Blaine interrupted David and quickly leant over to whisper in Kurt's ear. Kurt smiled, causing that now-delightful flip-flop of Blaine's heart and nodded.

David groaned. "No fair! What was it?"

"Not telling." Blaine smirked as David stared at him for a few seconds open-mouthed, before spluttering and turning to complain to Wes.

"So, what are you going to ask me for?" Blaine turned back to Kurt and took the moment of privacy to take his boyfriend's hand and squeeze it gently, enjoying the slight flush that crossed his cheeks at the action.

"I'll think about it and tell you later," Blaine said. "It's time to pull over now anyway - WES! You missed the turn off AGAIN!"

"You make me feel like I'm living a teenage dream,"

Kurt and Blaine shared a smile before Blaine broke into the bridge, strumming at his guitar. So far, Wes and David had managed to convince Blaine to sing I'll Make A Man Out of You (while both making suggestive faces at Kurt who had sedately ignored them), Silly Love Songs (where they all joined in for the harmony) and now Teenage Dream. Kurt wasn't oblivious ... well, not anymore. He knew they were on a misguided attempt to make the two boys see the light and admit their feelings.

They're going to be annoyed when they find out. Kurt thought back to his and Blaine's conversation about whether to tell Wes and David that they were now dating. They had both quickly agreed that while their hearts had been in the right place, neither of the boys deserved to know just yet and they would find out eventually. So Kurt just sat back and allowed his boyfriend to serenade him, enjoying the moment.

"Let you put your hands on me in my skintight jeans,

Be your teenage dream tonight."

Blaine finished the song and put his guitar away before Wes and David could request anything else. "Let's get on the road, okay? We're three hours from Dalton and I'd like to get back to shower soon."

Kurt jumped to his feet eagerly. "Shower! Let's go, go go!" He shoved David to his feet and pushed the keys into his hands, ignoring the chuckling of his boyfriend. The four boys quickly packed up and got back into the car, Kurt and Blaine taking the back seat again as Wes and David began to bicker over music. When they weren't looking, Blaine leant over and pressed a kiss to Kurt's cheek, leaning back quickly. Kurt felt the blush crossing his face and ducked his head, a smile on his face.

"You okay, Kurt?"

Blaine, who had been dozing against the window, snapped alert at these words. He turned to look at his boyfriend who was rubbing his shoulder and wincing.

"Yeah, fine. Just slept the wrong way."

"Do you want a massage?" Blaine saw the expression of pain on Kurt's face and the words were out of his mouth before he knew what he was saying. Kurt's eyes shot to his and he went to argue until the car went over a bump and his shoulder hit the window, causing a whimper of pain.

"Okay. Thanks."

Kurt shuffled so he was facing the window and Blaine unclipped his seat belt and moved into the middle seat. He hesitated for a second before gently slipping under his collar and placing his hands on Kurt's shoulders.

How can skin be that soft? Blaine's hands stayed motionless for a second, taking in the feeling of Kurt's skin against his fingers, before he remembered what he was meant to be doing and began to knead his shoulders. "That okay?"

"Mm." Kurt sighed from in front of him, his head drooping. "Wonderful."

Blaine smiled, continuing to massage the younger boy's shoulders as he relaxed, leaning further back into Blaine. After awhile, Blaine stopped his actions, leaving his hands resting on Kurt's shoulders. Kurt sighed happily, then turned to face Blaine.

"That was great, thank you -"

Kurt froze. Blaine knew the same thought was running through both of their heads. His lips are so close...

"You know, you still need to ask me for a favour." Kurt's lips barely moved as he whispered but Blaine caught every motion. It took him a few seconds before he realized what Kurt was saying but a smile curved across his face as he understood.

"Kiss me."

"With pleasure," Kurt whispered back before leaning in.

Blaine's eyes fluttered shut as he was lost in the feeling of Kurt's lips upon his. He felt Kurt's arms wrap around his neck and brought up a hand to touch Kurt's cheek. Kurt deepened the kiss slightly and Blaine reciprocated, running his free hand around Kurt's waist.

Blaine was the first to remember where they were, breaking apart reluctantly as he realized the car had stopped moving. He took one last look at Kurt before turning to face a grinning Wes and David, raising a warning finger.

"You are not allowed to go back to Dalton and parade around telling everyone you were the reason we got together. You are not allowed to tell everybody or anybody about this moment. You are not allowed to Facebook it - put that iPhone away now, David. If you do, you will be in trouble. David, you know I have dirt on you and because of that, I have dirt on Wes too. You both know what I'm talking about. So zip the lips, turn around and be good boys all the way home. When we're ready, we'll tell people."

Blaine turned in amazement to his boyfriend who was glaring at a stunned Wes and David.

"Fine." David spoke after a few seconds of silence. "But I think we deserve some kind of thanks for making you see the attraction between you - THAT'S IT! Attraction!"

Kurt clapped. "Congratulations. Unfortunately, or perhaps fortunately, Blaine already called in the favour, but I can give you a similar one if you like?"

Blaine's head whipped around to face his boyfriend again as David said in a strangled voice, "No, that's okay. I'll just -" He broke off and turned around beginning to drive again.

Blaine raised an eyebrow and Kurt leaned over to whisper to him, "Don't worry, I wouldn't have," before leaning in to kiss him quickly. Blaine smiled because we can do that whenever we like, and took his boyfriend's hand, gently running his thumb over it. The Westerville sign came into sight and Blaine sighed happily, thinking of the hot shower that awaited him back at Dalton. What a trip this has been, he thought to himself quietly.

"Oh, Wes, David," Blaine caught the attention of the boys in the front. "Thanks."

I got very close to the end of this before realizing I'd brought along Blaine's guitar without using it. Bad Sarah! So I did my best to make up for it.

So. Very. Long. Over 6,000 words! But I'm grinning like an idiot right now so I think it was worth it. Hope you guys enjoyed the length as well, I think it makes up for some of my 700 - 800 word stories nicely :)