Okay, I need to discuss this. Angela sent me a link this afternoon to a photo shoot that Heather Morris did recently with the words 'That's sickening' underneath. The second I opened the link, I saw why. I don't know what she was thinking but Heather has done a photo shoot domestic violence style. As in, with a painted on black eye and an iron. It's horrifying. Why on earth would she link herself to something like that? If you haven't seen it, I don't suggest you go looking. I just wish we could boycott it somehow and get it removed.

To those who didn't pick up on the Starkid reference last chapter it was when Kurt was sulking about Blaine and thought to himself Blaine freaking Anderson! Which, you know, links in to 'Harry Freaking Potter' ;) oh, and in regards to the snow, thanks for letting me know. And for those who couldn't understand why I didn't already know, once again, I don't live in America so I have no idea when the snow seasons are.

From Kat3418: The prom one was basically...they dont go, Blaine knows how much Kurt wanted to go and is just i dunno amazed at this boy who would do something like this for him and just.. spends the whole movie thinking about Kurt and he just kisses him as Kurt babbles about the movie.

The first time I got this prompt it had literally about ten questions in it and I sat there going... huh, I could probably write a chapter story around this. Which, although it is slightly appealing, I won't do because I've got enough to write right now. So I asked for just one prompt and I got this which I love :)

TGTDOSBDK.

Sacrifice

"But I have to say, Blaine, that if it makes you feel uncomfortable at all, we'll just forget about Prom. We'll go to a movie instead."

Blaine glanced up at him again, sheer relief written across his face. "You're okay with that?"

"Of course." Kurt took his hand again, smiling. "I'll admit I did have the perfect outfit planned, but it can wait until next year. I don't think I'll grow any more."

Blaine smiled, shaking his head and wondering whether his boyfriend could get any more amazing.

Blaine stared at his reflection in the mirror, wrinkling his nose. Because it was Kurt's night, Blaine had made sure that Kurt had everything run exactly the way he wanted it to. And Kurt's first rule and the reason behind Blaine's current distaste; no gel.

Checking the time, Blaine hurriedly grabbed his bag and left his dorm room. Since it was Kurt's prom that they were missing and he would have been Kurt's date, it had been decided that Kurt would be the one to pick him up. Blaine had no idea where they were even going, but he trusted his boyfriend. As he made his way down the stairs, Blaine's smile widened as he saw his boyfriend leaning against the banister at the bottom, fiddling with the strap on his bag. Blaine jumped the last few stairs, landing lightly next to Kurt. "Hey there," he murmured quietly.

Kurt simply shook his head, but the smile on his face said it all. "Hi," he responded simply. "Ready to go?"

Blaine held out a hand which Kurt took immediately, twining their fingers together. "Where to?" he asked, hoping Kurt would at least give him a hint. He knew Kurt had mentioned a movie, but apart from the horrific Twilight movies, nothing good was out at the moment.

Kurt gave a little half-shrug with his free arm. "You'll have to wait and see. And thank you for ditching the gel."

"I feel ridiculously self conscious. So you're welcome."

Kurt smirked. "You look good, so don't even worry about it."

As Kurt led him through the doors, Blaine tried to find a witty response but couldn't think of a thing. "Thank you," he finally managed. "So do you."

"I should hope so with the amount of work I put into this outfit." Kurt unlocked the doors to his Navigator, unlinking arms with Blaine and moving around to the drivers side. Blaine shook his head as he hopped in. Seriously, how come he knows exactly what to say while I'm left almost speechless?

"So, how are things at McKinley?" he asked instead as Kurt pulled out of the parking lot.

Kurt shrugged. "They're all going crazy about Prom of course. I had told the girls I was inviting you, so showing up the next day to say that I wasn't coming at all was... well, a bit of a shock." Blaine winced but Kurt had clearly already anticipated his reaction. "Once I explained a little - without sharing details - they understood. Rachel was not-so-secretly pleased, more chances for her to hog the microphone. I think she was afraid that you'd want to sing with us if you did come."

"I probably would have," Blaine said, mulling over the idea. "I've always wanted the chance to sing a song like... I'm Not Going To Teach Your Boyfriend How To Dance With You."

Kurt turned to stare at him briefly. "And you think the McKinley Prom would be a good place for that number?"

"Probably not, but it would've been fun anyway!" Kurt laughed, turning the corner down a street Blaine hadn't seen before. Which was saying something because they were only just out of Westerville after all. "So, are you going to tell me where we're going yet?"

"Nope." Kurt made another turn, smirking. Blaine decided his boyfriend was having far too much fun holding him in suspense but didn't call him out on it. It was Kurt's night after all. "You'll find out in a minute anyway."

Blaine tapped his hands on the dash for the next few seconds until a sighing Kurt turned again and Blaine's eyes lit up. "I had no idea this was even here!"

Kurt pulled up to the ticket booth and wound down his window. "Popcorn?" he asked, smirking as Blaine nodded a little too enthusiastically. He talked to the man in the booth quickly before turning back to Blaine. "And I didn't either, but I did some research for the closest one. And when I saw what was playing -" he cut himself off, turning to grab the two buckets of popcorn and handing them to Blaine.

"What's playing?"

Kurt shook his head, driving into an abandoned spot. Looking around, Blaine noticed that most of the spots were abandoned with only one other car in the entire place. "You'll see. But at least we'll have the place to ourselves." And with that, Kurt reached into the backseat, pulled out a blanket and hopped out of the car. Blaine stared at him for a minute as Kurt waited expectantly before sighing. "Get out here."

Blaine obediently climbed out, still confused. "It's a drive in movie theatre, why aren't we sitting in - oh."

Kurt had climbed on the bonnet of the car and was spreading out the blanket, smirking. All the heat was taken out of it by the sparkle in his eyes as he looked over at Blaine. "Answer your questions?"

The sparkle was contagious. Blaine felt the smile cross his face that Kurt had dubbed as his 'Teenage Dream look'. The obligatory blush formed on Kurt's face as Blaine crawled over beside him, resting back against the windscreen and linking their hands together. "Except for the all important 'what are we watching?' one," he teased.

Kurt rolled his eyes fondly. "I'm sure you can be patient another five or so minutes."

Blaine sighed, before looking at Kurt closer. "So how are you feeling about being here instead of... there?"

The smile dimmed a little, but it didn't fade completely to Blaine's relief. "I mean, I'll always wonder what it would have been like, but I couldn't put it past the jocks to do something to potentially humiliate me. And I wouldn't have been completely comfortable bringing along a boyfriend, to be honest. Nothing about you," he added hastily, "I just -"

"I know." Blaine took his other hand, squeezing lightly before releasing it. "But I do have something to ask you. How about a Prom with no judgement?"

Kurt frowned. "What do you mean?"

"Dalton's Prom is in two weeks. Go with me?"

Blaine wasn't sure what to think when Kurt simply stared at him. He hadn't expected Kurt to turn him down... and his suspicions were correct when Kurt squealed in delight. "Oh my gosh, yes! Now I can wear that outfit, and we have to talk about color co-ordination, did you have any plans on what you were going to wear? I know it's your Prom and you should decide but I did have things all planned and -"

"Kurt, breathe!" Blaine finally managed to override Kurt, laughing as he did so. "I'll leave it all up to you, you know what I'm like with fashion. Besides, don't you want to watch - we're watching RENT?"

"You like it?"

Blaine's eyes were immediately fixed on the screen. "You know I love it."

Kurt laughed, light and melodious. "Good." He squeezed his hand lightly again before turning his own attention to the screen. "Let's watch then."

Blaine was thankful that he had seen the movie many times before and didn't have to focus on the plot. He wouldn't have been able to anyway with Kurt singing along next to him, their hands still clasped together. And that in itself was distracting - Blaine could almost feel the heat spreading through that single point of contact. He knew they could easily move closer, but it wasn't even necessary. They were still completely together, no matter how little contact they had. And Blaine loved that too.

As the credits rolled, Blaine watched the other car head out of the lot. Now it was just him and Kurt, lying together in an abandoned drive in lot. It really shouldn't have been as romantic as Blaine found it... or perhaps it should. Either way, as he glanced over with Kurt who was still watching the credits roll with a blissful smile on his face, he knew he wouldn't want to be anywhere but here right now. Sighing happily, Blaine stared up into the night sky and prayed for this moment to never end.

"So, what did you think?"

Blaine stared up at the stars for a moment longer before rolling on his side to face his boyfriend again. "Of?"

Kurt rolled his eyes, smiling. "The movie, dummy. What else?"

"I don't know, you?"

Kurt ducked his head, blushing. "Well I enjoyed it anyway. I mean, for a movie that's nowhere near as wonderful as the Broadway version - and did you know Wes looks a lot like one of the actors in a version I saw? Anyway, the movie still managed to be wonderful. And the singing was sublime..."

As Kurt continued to talk, his eyes alight, Blaine simply stared at him. Is it possible to keep falling for someone every single day of your life? he wondered to himself, hoping it was. I never want to stop falling in love with you, Kurt Hummel.

And he knew he couldn't wait any longer.

"... and then when they -"

"Kurt?"

As Kurt stopped talking, looking at him quizzically, Blaine leant in and kissed him. Their lips melded together instantly as if this was what they were made to do. Blaine liked to think it was, as he continued to gently kiss his boyfriend who was slowly responding. It seemed that Kurt was on the same page as him... but just to make sure...

Blaine reluctantly broke the kiss, feeling slightly breathless. As he pulled away, Kurt's eyes fluttered open gently and he raised a trembling hand to his mouth, pressing his fingers to his lips. Blaine simply waited, hoping it was a positive reaction. Please tell me you liked that too because that was quite easily the best moment of my life and I just want to keep doing that...

And then Kurt lowered his hand, revealing a hesitantly beautiful smile. Blaine only had time to smile in response, before making a muffled noise of surprise as Kurt kissed him again, rolling him onto his back and pressing their bodies closer together.

"I am crazy about you," Blaine murmured, squeezing Kurt's hand tightly across the table. "And I promise we'll make it a good night. Better than a McKinley Prom could ever be for us."

And Kurt's smile in response, although a little disappointed, was brilliant.

Blaine broke away slightly, keeping Kurt's face clasped gently between his hands. "Still regret not going to Prom?"

"Not a chance," Kurt whispered back before gently pushing him back into the windscreen, kissing him soundly.

So, did they have a better night than they would have at Prom?

MusicalEscape:

The other thing that went wrong with Kurt's day:

Wes and David got into a loud verbal fight about whether imaginary elephants were pink or pink with purple polka dots.

"I'm telling you, they're polka dotted!"

"Nuh-uh!"

"If the two of you don't shut up, I will shave your heads and force you to eat it, while it's covered in Blaine's hair gel, and I will get Santana and Mercedes to CUT YOU."

Needless to say, Wes and David avoided Kurt for a week after that.