Okay this is a real update for this story! I haven't abandoned this story. I'm sorry, it's just with school and everything! Spanish class is killing me... (I'm not exaggerating. Stupid Spanish 3.) This chapter will be about them spending time together, just hanging around the house. I think I'll make the next chapter about them talking in the rose garden. I've had this chapter written halfway but never felt like finishing it until now. Writers block sucks. Also I'll try updating more... wish me luck! Plus I finally have spring break this week so here's the chapter!

Disclaimer: I don't own anything. :( I wish I did though. ( ；´Д)

Chapter 3

Blaine's POV

I can't believe it after all these years Kurt is still the same. Of course he looked older but he has just the same amount of beauty. His blue eyes are even more radiant and his skin even more flawless. I couldn't help but fall in love again.

It just broke my heart when I found out that he was dying but I feel like I could save him. After I moved I never thought I would see him again. I still can't get over that I get to see him everyday again.

I stand up and walk to the bathroom to take a shower. After a few minutes I exit the bathroom with a towel wrapped around my waist to see Kurt rubbing his eyes, walking out of his room. He has a case of bedhead but nonetheless he looks amazing.

"Morning."

His sparkling blue eyes widen and a blush covers his cheeks as he looks over at me. I can't help but it let a little chuckle out as I walk pass him.

"G-good morning." I hear him stutter and I can't help but give him a smile as I turn back to look at him.

How can he still be this adorable?

I guess he never stopped.

I head back to my room and quickly dress. I can't help but look around the room, smiling at myself as I remember the memories of us together.

Afterwards I walk to the dining room, with a big goofy grin on my face.

"Good Morning, si-Burt, Carole." I greet them as I take a seat. I run a hand through my damp curls and look over to Kurt walking towards the table, hair perfectly coiffed, dressed in the tightest jeans I've ever seen. How he got into those is only a mystery.

"Sleep well?" Burt asks, his voice startles me and I nod quickly, turning to face him. "Yeah, when I woke up in the middle of the night, I did panic for a bit when trying to figure out where I was." I let out a nervous chuckle. Burt laughs slightly and nods. "You'll get used to it." I nodded and load my plate with food before eating.

"This is delicious, whoever the cook is they are amazing." I say as I eat.

I look over to Kurt as Burt and Carole do. I raise a brow and look over at them, Kurt is blushing and Burt and Carole have small smiles.

Then it hits me, "Kurt, you cooked this?" I ask, a bit of shock in my voice as I speak. Kurt nodded and smiled softly.

"I have a lot of free time so I would always practice different recipes and make up new ones." I nodded and smiled at him.

"Well you'll have to teach me at some point because maybe with your cooking skills you could teach a cooking wreck like me." I chuckle lightly as do Burt and Carole.

Kurt's blush darkens and he nods at me with a smile. "I'd like that." We all continuing eating and I can't help but glance over at Kurt every once and awhile, sending him a small smile.

I helped Kurt with the dishes and next thing I know we're covered in the soap suds and we're laughing just like how we used to play in the snow or the leaves as kids.

I look down at Kurt since I slipped and fell on top of him. I smile down at him and wipe away some of the suds on his cheek before caressing his cheek. I slowly lean down and I can feel his breath against my face.

Our hearts are racing. As I slowly lean our foreheads look into his sparkling deep blue eyes. He's not resisting and I take that as a sign. He has a deep blush covering his cheeks as he tries to avert his eyes but I'm holding him in place. I lean closer and now our noses are touching.

Suddenly I hear footsteps and a shadow appear on the wall. I pull away, standing up quickly and help Kurt up as I see Burt walk into the kitchen.

He chuckled as he looked at us. "You two really haven't changed." he shook his head as he laughed and scooped a handful of the foam. He placed it on top of Kurt's head before walking towards the door. "I'll see you two for dinner. Try not to destroy the rest of the house."

I let out a small laugh and nod. "Will do, sir." "It's Burt, kid!" he called out to me before I hear the faint sound of a car engine starting.

I turn to Kurt and smile as his cheeks are covered with a light blush. He looks over and we meet stares. "We... we should clean this up." he said, gesturing to the soapy floor. I nod and head to the closet for a mop but I help but peck his cheek lightly first

Wow I haven't written in ages! It's almost been a year since I've uploaded this story. I feel like a parent whose abandon their child or something. For those who actually like and read and review this thank you for sticking with me. I know I made Burt look like a cockblock in chapter but I don't want things to rush between them. I want them to rekindle their friendship and love for each other. I apologize in advance if I don't upload soon. I'm a major procrastinator. But I think I'll make the next chapter about them talking in the rose garden... Kurt talking about his past without Blaine and the same with Blaine to Kurt. I'm still getting used to writing in first-person again because I've been spending most of my time roleplaying on omegle and I'm so used to writing in third-person now. I'll do my best to update and write better.

Please read and review. It would mean a lot. 3