Title: Whatever Gets Me Closer To You
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So this is the last full chapter! We know we said 17, but we edited some stuff and now we have a total of 16. We hope you enjoy this conclusion followed by the epilogue next week! After that, we will post some one shots that go with this story! Let us know if you have anything you would like to see. After this story is finished, we will be working on some Christmas things and then start posting a new story after the new year!
Picking up where we left off…
"You should call your brother and your friends. They'll be so excited," Kurt said thickly. Blaine knew he was seconds from crying. He looked down at Kit and then to Mercedes. "Thank you again. Now if you will excuse me, I need to go change Kit's diaper." He smiled tightly and disappeared down the hall.
Mercedes and Blaine watched him go.
"So, I'm going to go…" Mercedes smiled awkwardly at Blaine and patted his arm. "Congrats boo. I'm really happy for you."
Blaine thanked her and let her out. After she was gone, Blaine let his back thud back against the front door. He combed his fingers through his hair and slid them down to the back of his neck. So many thoughts and feelings were coursing through him.
Excitement at finally, finally getting what he wanted.
Trepidation that he might screw everything up. That he wouldn't be good enough.
Disbelief that this was happening. Just like with Kurt, down deep inside, he didn't truly believe it could happen.
Uncertainty since he had no fucking idea how he would keep up his relationships here while living on the opposite coast.
Heartache for Kurt who probably thought his worst fears were happening. He had to convince him that everything was going to be alright.
Blaine stood and followed his boyfriend down the hall to Kit's room.
They were at the changing table, Kit completely changed now and Kurt was righting his clothes.
"Yes, Daddy is sad, but don't worry. It's going to be fine."
At Kurt's somber tone, Blaine's heart broke a little. He went to him as he set Kit down and wrapped his arms around him tightly. Kurt broke down, sobbing into Blaine's shoulder.
"Hey. Sweetheart, it's okay. Come on and be happy for me."
"I'm happy for you, I am." Kurt's voice was muffled since his face was buried. Blaine could feel a wet spot where Kurt was crying. "I'm trying."
Blaine kissed the top of his head and held him close. Kit whined a little from the floor. "I'm never saying goodbye to you. We are going to figure this out."
"Yes you are!" Kurt pulled away and angrily swiped at his face. "You're leaving! And—"
Kit started crying, whether it was because Kurt was upset or he was tired or something else, they weren't sure, but now wasn't the time to talk. That would have to wait.
Later that afternoon when Kit had been put down for a nap, Blaine found Kurt on the couch, arms wrapped around himself and staring out the window. He wanted to celebrate and be excited about this, but he needed Kurt on board first. He couldn't wait to tell Cooper and his friends.
"Hey."
Kurt's eyes had been glazed over, but at Blaine's voice he inhaled sharply through his nose and smiled dimly at him. "Hey."
Blaine went to him, grabbing his hands and kissing Kurt's fingers before climbing into his lap. He straddled Kurt, knees on either side of his hips. He still held Kurt's hands in his, but he moved them to his own waist and then cupped Kurt's neck with one hand while he gripped Kurt's shoulder with the other. He felt so sure and solid beneath him as he kissed Kurt deeply. He felt his boyfriend cling to him and he moved closer, moving his lips down to Kurt's jaw and neck. He felt grounded by the man under him while the circumstances of his life threatened to untether him.
"Blaine…" Kurt's voice was a little raspy so he cleared his throat. Blaine straightened up so he was looking into Kurt's eyes. "I… I wanted to apologize."
"Kurt—"
"No, you deserve this and you deserve to be excited about it. I acted selfishly and I am sorry if I ruined the moment for you." He smiled softly at him and brushed his hair back a little. His eyes were a little wet. "I'm proud of you. And no matter—" Pain pinched his face and he choked up a little. "No matter what happens with you and I, we're always going to care about each other."
Blaine laughed; he couldn't help it. This caused Kurt to glare at him even as he tried to kiss the pissed off look from his face.
"I don't see what's so funny about my feelings."
"No, honey, stop trying to get away! I'm not laughing at you, I just think it's silly that you think this means we are breaking up." He pressed his lips to Kurt's even though the man just stared at him. "You're just too cute and I'm never letting you go."
"Blaine, you are doing this. You've wanted it since you auditioned. Since forever." He finally kissed Blaine back. "You're not giving this up."
Blaine kept kissing him, the urgency bordering on frantic. "Okay."
"Okay?"
"I'm not giving it up." He unbuttoned Kurt's shirt and began to dot kisses where his shoulder and neck met and then along his shoulder.
Kurt let his head roll back as he held Blaine close. "I don't follow."
"I'll live in New York and come back on the weekends. Simple."
Kurt scoffed. "You can't do that."
"I can."
"That's expensive and you will be exhausted. You're not doing that."
"Fine. We'll do long distance."
Kurt sighed in resignation. "Look, let's not talk about this today. Let's just focus on celebrating you. Let me take you to dinner?"
Blaine rolled his hips down into Kurt's lap and they both grunted at how it felt. "That sounds perfect. In the meantime, let me ride you and see if we can make you come a fourth time today."
"Blaine…"
Just as Kurt kissed him hotly, a cry sounded from Kit's room and both men cursed.
"Let me up," Kurt said, patting Blaine's leg as he tried to catch his breath.
Blaine fell over onto the couch and rubbed at his face. After untangling himself from Blaine, Kurt headed for Kit's room. Blaine watched him go as he willed away his boner. They probably should talk first anyway.
He was completely serious about making this work. He was determined to keep Kurt and Kit in his life. And it wasn't just the two of them, either. There was his friends and Cooper too. He had to figure out a way to keep them all close to him. Now just how the hell he planned to do that, he had no idea, but he would find a way.
The rest of the day passed with both of them trying to keep things calm for Kit and focus on him. Blaine was vibrating out of his skin with his news and getting more excited as the minutes passed. Kurt was putting on a cheerful front, he could tell, but he didn't want his boyfriend to break down again so he would wait until he could come up with a plan to convince him to bring it up.
They went to dinner that evening with Cooper, Tina, Mike, and Sam who were cautiously optimistic about what news they were about to share.
"Are you getting married?" Tina asked.
"No."
"Are you having another baby?" Cooper asked.
"No!"
"Have you come up with alter egos and are going to secretly fight crime?" Sam asked.
Everyone eyed him strangely and he shrugged. "It's possible I've been reading too many comics…"
"Did you get the Warbler job?" Mike asked.
Blaine's answering grin was the catalyst for everyone at the table to burst into cheers. Cooper leapt up and squeezed Blaine within an inch of his life, telling everyone that would listen that he was his brother. Tina started crying. Her mouth was moving, but no words were coming out and Mike just gathered her into his arms.
"Congratulations," he told Blaine with a warm smile. He probably would have offered a high-five if Cooper wasn't still smothering his younger brother.
Sam's smile couldn't have been bigger. "Dude! This is awesome! I can't wait to see you up on a billboard and be like, 'That's my best friend! I used to shave his back for him!'"
Blaine ripped himself from Cooper's hold and turned to Kurt who had been smiling, but silent. "Shut up, Sam. He totally does not do that."
Kurt laughed; it was forced. Blaine wanted to reach for him, but Kurt's eyes were focused on the table.
"There's more." Blaine wet his lips and met his the eyes of his friends and brother. "So, we will be based in New York. I'll have to move there, at least for awhile. But—"
"I take it all back!" Cooper boomed, dismay clouding his face. "This isn't the right job for you. Nope. I had a terrible feeling about it. If you go you'll be doomed!"
Tina had just gained control of herself when Blaine announced he would be moving and she started sobbing into Mike's shoulder again.
Only Sam was actually still excited for Blaine. "That's going to be so awesome! You're going to have so much fun in New York!"
"I'm going to change Kit," Kurt mumbled with suspiciously wet eyes. He pulled his son from his high chair and grabbed his diaper bag. He went to Blaine, straightened his spine, and pressed a kiss to his boyfriend's forehead. "We are all so proud of you. And we are all supportive of you going to New York." He said this pointedly staring at each one of them and then left for the bathroom.
Blaine watched him go.
"What about Kurt? And Kit?" Tina had wiped her face and collected herself the best she could. She was staring at Blaine now. "What are you going to do?"
"Are you breaking up?" Cooper asked, frowning like his world was ending.
"No," Blaine said firmly. "We aren't breaking up. We… well, we don't know exactly what we are going to do, but at the very least we are doing long distance."
"Did you talk about that?" Mike asked. He wrapped an arm around Tina's shoulder. She laid her head on his. "We've had to do long distance when I would travel for work and it's not easy."
"Not exactly. We started to." Blaine sighed. "Look, just don't mention it until we can figure it out. He's already upset and thinks he's being an ass because he's upset. I'm going to figure this out. We are going to figure this out."
"He might not want long distance," Tina said gently. "He's already got so much on his plate already…"
"We are going to be fine," Blaine assured the table, including himself. He looked at a Cooper who had his arms folded petulantly. He wouldn't even look at Blaine. "Coop…"
Cooper turned his head even farther away.
"Cooper…" Blaine gave him the biggest puppy dog stare he could. When his brother still refused to look at him, he scooted over to him and threw his arms around him. "Come on! Be happy for me?"
"Can I come to New York with you?" Cooper muttered.
"You cannot come to New York with me."
He popped his bottom lip out. "Then I'm not happy for you. I'm the complete opposite of happy. I am vexed."
Blaine rested his chin on Copper's shoulder. "Pleeeease?"
"No."
"What if I send you a Father's Day card like you've always wanted me to and I said was stupid?"
Cooper's mouth twitched. "No."
"I'll thank you first if I ever win a Grammy!"
"No."
Blaine turned Cooper's chin toward him. "Cooper. I can't be excited if my big brother isn't happy for me. Do you want to make me sad?"
Cooper broke then, his eyes filling up as he launched himself at Blaine. "I'm still mad, but fine, I'm happy for you! You still have to do the other stuff too!"
Blaine patted his sniffling brother's back. "Of course. Thank you Cooper. I love you."
"I love you too," he blubbered.
At that moment, Kurt came back carrying Kit. His eyes looked a little puffy, but they were dry. He rolled them at Cooper's heaving back. "Are you still hugging?"
"Leave me alone, Kurtis! You have to share Blaine sometimes!"
"Still not my name."
"Hey," Sam interjected as Kurt got Kit settled again. "I think we should toast Blaine." He held up his glass and started directly as his best friend. "To you, man. You finally did it. I know a year ago, we were all wringing our hands and not sure what to do because you were finally out of bed, but you weren't you anymore. There were days…" He choked up a little, blinking back the emotion. "There were days I didn't know if my best friend was gone forever or just still asleep, but you made it. You clawed your way back out of the hole you were in and I'm so damn proud of you. You worked hard and fought and got it. This is just the beginning. To Blaine Anderson. Love you man."
There wasn't a dry eye at the table at Sam's heartfelt speech and they all followed suit, raising their glasses to Blaine. He was touched at them all and he wanted to make a speech too, but all he could manage was a wet thank you. They all understood if their smiles were any indication.
Kurt curled his fingers around Blaine's. They caught eyes and Blaine knew it would all work out. It had to.
Tuesday
Kurt was sitting in his office at lunch, eating his food. That is, if poking at his food with his fork could be considered eating.
It had been a few days since Blaine had shared his news. Had they really finished their conversation to figure out what they were going to do? No. Of course not.
The thing was, Kurt wasn't really sure he wanted to know what conclusion they would come to. This was exactly what he was scared of when they first got together. Blaine was in complete denial about how difficult it would be to stay in a relationship with someone from across the country. He was being the optimistic one for once, which was saying something. However, Kurt wasn't sure how they were going to do this.
That left a few options.
The first would to do long distance. Kurt hated the thought of that. Would he do long distance? Of course, but he didn't think they could keep it up. They were already so busy and this new job would keep Blaine even busier. It would only be a matter of time before the strain would be too much on them and lead to a horrible, nasty breakup.
The second would to just go ahead and break up. Kurt didn't even want to think about that because it was devastating.
The third would be to move with Blaine. He liked New York of course. But it was different to him now and he wasn't sure if some time away could change his outlook on the city or if he would still be haunted by his past memories, but he could probably handle it. However, they hadn't even been dating a year and moving across the country with someone was extremely serious. Kurt loved Blaine, of course, but he wasn't sure if they were really ready for that yet. Plus there was the fact that Kurt would have to quit his job or transfer if they would even let him. He had just gotten his bearings and was staring to make a life here for himself and for Kit and he couldn't uproot him all over again. He just couldn't.
So that led him back to long distance.
Kurt tossed down his fork and put his face in his hands. This was just ridiculous. There had to be a better solution. At times like this, he knew who to call who would help him to calm his anxiety and make a rational decision. The most rational man he knew: Burt Hummel.
The phone didn't ring long before his father answered with his gruff voice.
"Hey, kiddo. How are you doing?"
Kurt sighed. "I'm okay."
"You don't sound okay. You sound like they shut down Broadway."
"Good news? Kit is talking more, work is going well, and Blaine got asked to join a band with some old friends which is pretty much what he's wanted for forever."
"What! That's great! Good for him!"
Kurt smiled a little at how excited his dad sounded for a guy he barely knew but cared about because he was dating his son. He had been duly impressed at the fact that Blaine had come to care for him and Kit when they got sick and he had heard more and more over the last few months. Kurt had shared some surface details about Blaine's parents with Burt and that had made him care for the man even more. So of course he was happy for him when Kurt shared the news. He knew how hard he had been struggling.
"Why are you saying that like it's bad news?"
Kurt toyed with his gold stapler, bouncing it up and down. "The fact he got it is wonderful and everything he wanted. The problem is he has to move to New York. I don't know what to do either. I mean, our best option is long distance and I hate that idea."
"Oh." His father's voice flattened. "That's tough."
Kurt waited for the advice that would solve all his problems. Nothing came. "It's tough… buuut…"
"But… because I taught you how to be a well-adjusted adult who knows how to communicate, you will be just fine?"
Kurt frowned. "Where's your sage wisdom? I need help here. Maybe give me an angle I haven't considered?"
"Sorry, kid." And he did sound sorry. "Part of growing up is learning even your old man doesn't have all the answers."
"I just don't…." Kurt squeezed his eyes shut against the sting of frustrated tears. He did not want to cry at work. "What do I do? I finally found the person I think I want to be with forever and now I don't know if we're going to make it."
Burt sighed. "I know. But I think you're going to have to just make it work. If you don't think you can make that commitment, you need to let him go. And who knows, you might find your way back to him one day." Burt's voice grew soft, like when he was trying to say something he knew would upset his son. Kurt loved him for it. "I think this is just something you two are going to have to figure out together. In the meantime, you decide what's more important to you: having your boyfriend there physically with you or just having him."
Biting his lip, Kurt nodded. "You're right. Thanks for the advice."
"Hey, don't work yourself up until you know what's going to happen. And I hope it does work out. Just don't do anything you might regret and need a divorce later."
Kurt rolled his eyes after wiping them. "I'm not getting married, Dad. I'm not that stupid."
"I was joking," he retorted. "But seriously, don't get married."
"I'm hanging up now."
"I love you. It's going to be okay. And if it's not, I'm here."
"I know. I love you too."
He hung up and would have spent the next hour or so wallowing if one of the people he wanted to see the least hadn't barged in.
"Heya, Hummel. How's life? Guess who just fucked Adam on his lunch break? Not you!" Sebastian perched on the edge of Kurt's desk and started tossing a paperweight up and down. "Too bad you broke his heart or else we could have had a threesome going on."
Kurt glared up at him from where he was holding his head on his hands. "Congratulations, I guess?"
Sebastian puffed out his chest. "You're so jealous."
The designer let his head flop down to his desk. "Yup. You totally got me."
Setting the paper weight back down, Sebastian huffed. "Eh. That wasn't as satisfying as I hoped it would be. Why the glum face? Did you try to ruin someone else's life and their best friend pulled your hair?"
"Not your business," Kurt mumbled into the desk.
"Have it your way." Sebastian shrugged and started snooping in Kurt's papers until he was smacked away. "What, did the hobbit break your heart? You honestly deserve it if that's the case."
"Sebastian, I'm fine. Blaine's fine. You got what you wanted, I got what I wanted. Adam's happy—"
"Of course he is," Sebastian interrupted. "He's with me. But speaking of Blaine, why hasn't he called me?"
Kurt arched a brow at him. "Why the hell would my boyfriend call you?"
"About the job. I gave him a card months ago and he never called. Sebastian Smythe doesn't do well with being ignored."
"You gave him a card? Why?" Kurt narrowed his eyes at Sebastian suspiciously.
"To join the band, duh!" Sebastian gave him a look like it was obvious.
Kurt hadn't realized Sebastian knew the Warblers, but oh well. "Yeah he got the job." He waved the man away. "Now, if you'll excuse me, I'm very busy."
Sebastian gave him an odd look. "Well, you're welcome."
"Sure. Now he's off to New York, so you win. You got Adam and I'll be alone and miserable. Now can you please get the hell out of my office?"
Sebastian stood more awkwardly than Kurt had ever seen him move and moved to the door wordlessly. After he was gone, Kurt locked himself in his office and succumbed to the urge to cry. His lunch break was well over by the time Brittany's voice chirped over his intercom.
"Kurt? Are you finished crying?"
Kurt's finger fell heavy on the button. "I'm not crying," he sniffed.
Her end was silent for a few long seconds which he took to blow his nose pathetically. "Blaine Anderson is here to see you, so take a few minutes to wipe off your face and I'll bring you your drink, okay hun?"
"Give me a few minutes." Kurt was already pulling his mirror out, fixing his hair and face. He didn't have plans with Blaine, so he was unsure why his boyfriend was there. Unless… surely he wouldn't break up with him in the middle of the day while he was at work! He had more tact than that, right?
After collecting himself, he let Blaine in and tried to act like he hadn't been despondently sulking minutes ago. He could do this. He was an actor after all.
"Hello, my dear. What a pleasant surprise!" Uh oh. He had flowers. Were they breakup flowers?
Blaine wasn't fooled. He returned Kurt's kiss and followed him into his office. "Why are you crying? What's wrong?"
Kurt laughed and took a seat behind his desk. "I'm not crying."
"Then why are your eyes all puffy?" He stood in front of Kurt's desk with his arms crossed.
"They aren't."
"Why did Brittany say you were crying?"
"She's lying."
"Why is your wastebasket full of tissues?"
"I spilled my coffee."
"Kurt."
"Blaine."
His boyfriend let loose a frustrated sigh and tapped his fingers on the bouquet of flowers. He was so beautiful even with a frown on his dreamy face. He seemed to remember the flowers in his hand and brightened.
"I brought you these and I was going to take you to lunch…" He eyed Kurt's half-eaten lunch.
"Why?" Kurt could hear the suspicion in his own voice.
"I just wanted to spend some time with you since we have both been busy and, to be completely honest, I just miss you. I want to talk about everything—"
"Go ahead. Say what you want." Kurt folded his hands in front of his on his desk, the picture of calm.
Blaine was staring at him in confusion, but he carried on. "Let's talk about New York."
"Yes. Let's."
"I want to do this."
"I want you to do this."
"And I don't want to break up."
Kurt fingers twitched on the desk. "I don't either. But—"
"Look, I'll do whatever it takes." He leaned forward, setting the flowers on the desk in front of him. He stared Kurt down sincerely until he met his eyes. "I'll travel every weekend. I'll do long distance. I know it will be a challenge and I'm not saying everything will be perfect, but I know I want to try. I don't want to lose you."
And now Kurt was crying again. He looked back at Blaine calmly. "I don't want to lose you either, but wouldn't it be better to end things now than us fall apart later? I don't think I could handle that."
"So we should just give up before we even try?" Blaine started to yell, but calmed back down. Kurt knew he was frustrated and angry. They both were.
Kurt's stayed even as tears streaked down his face. "I love you more than I want to keep you. I don't want you worrying about everything going on across the country when you should be focused on following your dreams. I can't ask more of you than you can give. I want you to have that freedom. Maybe the timing isn't quite right—"
"Fuck that!" He slammed a fist down on the desk, rattling the picture frames. "You wouldn't be doing me any favors. I don't want to be free and you don't get to make that choice for me. Tina and Sam and Cooper have been doing that to me for so long and you won't do it, Kurt. You won't. I get what you're trying to say, but I have to tell you it fucking hurts that you don't have more faith in us."
Kurt dabbed at his face. "I feel like we are talking in circles."
"It would gut me."
Kurt looked up sharply, tissue still in hand.
Blaine was crying now and he looked more sad and lost than angry. He rubbed his arms like he was cold. "It would absolutely gut me to lose not just you, but Kit. I love you both so much… I don't know how to explain I would rather do difficult with you than easy alone."
Kurt sobbed, burying his face in his hands. He heard the chair squeak and then felt Blaine's arms wrapping around him, warm and familiar. He buried his face in Blaine's neck and clutched his shoulders.
"I don't want to lose you either. I'm just so scared."
"You don't think I'm scared too?" Blaine's voice was a low rumble in his ear. He could feel the man's arms running up and down his back soothingly. "Not just that I'll lose you to someone else. Someone better. I'm scared I'll get to New York and be lost or be terrible or the other guys will know they made a mistake with me. I don't want to leave LA. I'm so scared, but knowing you guys are here, supporting me and loving me makes it worth it."
"I didn't think of it that way," Kurt choked back. He sniffled into another tissue Blaine handed him. "I'm sorry. I didn't want to make you feel like that. I just don't know how to do this."
"Then let's figure it out together." Blaine eased back to where they still had arms wrapped around each other, but they could see each other's blotchy faces. Blaine was on his knees beside Kurt's chair. "If I'm wrong, I'll give you my motorcycle. That's how sure I am."
Kurt chuckled wetly and wiped his nose again with the tissue. "I'll put streamers on it like my childhood bicycle."
Blaine squeezed his waist. "You will do nothing of the sort. That's an abomination."
Kurt laughed again and accepted the soft kiss Blaine offered him by brushing his lips against his. He drew back and smiled at Kurt, gently brushing his tears away with the pad of his thumb. "Are we okay?"
Smiling and sniffling, Kurt nodded. "I think so. Let's just see how this goes and if we need to reevaluate, we can."
"Agreed. But I'm telling you I'm not leaving you until you tell me you don't want me anymore. You're stuck with me." Blaine kissed him again, his tongue slipping out to trace the seam of Kurt's mouth when Kurt pushed him back.
"Wait. There's something we need to discuss."
"How we are about to have the hottest makeup sex ever in your office?" This was accompanied by an eyebrow wiggle.
"No, about why Sebastian Smythe thinks you were supposed to call him."
Blaine frowned and blinked at Kurt for a few minutes before realization dawned. "Oh! He came to the bar months ago and gave me his card, but honestly I thought he was just hitting on me. And then I forgot. Why?"
Kurt shrugged. "He stopped by today and annoyed me." He started to comb his fingers through Blaine's curls. "Now let's talk about how you are going to be confident about New York."
Blaine closed his eyes at the treatment to his hair. "Hmm, I'd rather talk about how you haven't even looked at the flowers I brought for you."
"Or we can talk about how you don't want to leave LA," Kurt countered.
Blaine opened his eyes slowly. "I have a lot of great things here. My friends. My neighborhood. That pizza place."
"Blaine…"
"Oh, and you and Kit I guess. Sometimes Cooper."
"Blaine." He cupped his boyfriend's chin sternly. "I know you're scared, but you have to try new things and experience the world. You'll regret it otherwise."
"I know. I'm nervous, but excited too. I just don't want to be in New York forever."
"You won't." Kurt stroked his cheek. "And the flowers are lovely."
Two weeks later - two weeks until Blaine leaves
"I agreed to host this meeting of the minds with the extremely ridged condition that Cooper leave his shoes on," Kurt said as he plopped down a tray of finger foods. He scowled at Cooper's smelly feet resting on his coffee table with hands on his hips. "I'm not joking, Anderson. Wash your feet or get out."
Cooper huffed and pulled his feet down to the floor. "My feet do not smell."
"They really do," Tina said as she plucked a finger sandwich from the tray. "Ever since you started biking and wearing those rubber shoes without socks, your feet have smelled awful."
Sam nodded as he chewed his own bite. "Sorry, dude. They are right. You should get some of that foot scrub Tina has. It tastes— uh, I mean smells awesome!"
Tina wrinkled her nose at Sam. "I knew my foot scrub was running out way too quick! Is that why you had stomach cramps last week? That's disgusting."
"It shouldn't say sugar scrub if you can't eat it!"
"STOP EATING MY FOOT SCRUB!"
Kurt rubbed a hand down his face. He was kind of regretting helping the three of them plan Blaine's going away party, partly because Tina had the most sense between the three of them and partly because he didn't want Blaine to leave. His boyfriend had been trying to figure out everything from living arrangements to packing and working out notices at his jobs. Cooper was extremely salty about the last one. However, he loved Blaine and was trying to focus on being supportive and being a long distance boyfriend instead of the soul-crushing sadness. He also had to figure out how to handle Kit when he started missing Blaine. That would hurt.
So here they sat in his living room after work and prepared for the party. Kurt pushed aside his feelings for the moment to focus on it. "Can we get back to our mission here? What's the status of the invitations? Sam?"
Sam consulted his email as he licked his fingers. "We've got several RSVPs. Looks like the numbers we estimated will be correct."
Kurt nodded and broke a sandwich up for Kit who sat in his little high chair. "Good. Tina? The caterers?"
"Everything is fine except for the cheddar cheese will be subbed for Colby Jack. There's a shortage apparently," Tina replied. She tapped through her tablet screen. "I made them give me a discount."
Kurt grinned at her. "You're ruthless and I love it." He turned to the man on the couch who had begrudgingly shoved his shoes back on. "Cooper… Did you complete your task?"
Cooper rolled his eyes. "Yes, I found ice. I still think I should get to do something more important than ice."
Kurt smiled at him sweetly with hands clasped in front of him. "Did you find the balloons you lost?"
"No," Cooper coughed. "But, but… I took back the penis shaped piñata!"
"Get the ice, Anderson."
Cooper hung his head and grumbled, "Fine. I'll get the ice."
Kurt nodded and looked down at the table. "Shoot. Forgot the napkins. Be right back." He headed back for the kitchen with Cooper hot on his heels.
"I'll help you carry those!"
Kurt's eyebrow twitched up as he opened a cabinet. "I think I can handle some nap—"
"I didn't come here for napkins, Kurtis," Cooper hissed urgently.
Kurt sighed. He had given up some time ago trying to convince Cooper his name was just Kurt. "Okay. I'll bite. What did you come in here for?"
"I know it his might come as a shock to you, but your assistant Brittany Pierce and I have been in cahoots for some time."
"What?" Kurt said dryly. "I had absolutely no idea you were doing that. I am completely taken aback."
Cooper gave him a reassuring smile and patted his shoulder. "I know. We are pretty sneaky."
"Mhm."
"I was going to see if you wanted in."
"In?" Kurt squinted at him.
"Yes! In." He waggled his eyebrows. "In on the plan!"
"What plan?"
Cooper sighed in exasperation. "Kurt! Not so quick are we? That's a shame. No wonder it took you so long to bag my brother. Okay, so Phase One of the plan was to get you and Blaine together and Phase Two was live happily ever after! Now, we pulled Phase One off finally, but as we were executing Phase Two, Blaine had to go and fuck everything up!" He threw up his hands. "But no worries. Brittany and I are going to figure this out and we could use your inside help. I was thinking either we gently maim Blaine's hand so he can't play or you seduce him and convince him to stay here with you and be a stay-at-home dad who putters around with music as a cute hobby, but most importantly stays here and does NOT leave his only brother."
Kurt had his eyes closed as he counted to ten. He opened his eyes and Cooper was smiling expectantly at him. Like he had just made all the sense in the world instead of absolute idiocy coming out of his mouth.
"Cooper…"
"I know what you're going to say!" He held up a finger. "And I know the urge to kiss me is strong, but I can't do that to my brother. Sorry."
Kurt pursed his lips. He counted to twenty. "Cooper—"
"I—"
"I'm not finished!" Kurt cut him off. "Yeah, so first of all, you are not maiming your brother."
"I said gently maim."
"Second, he is not staying here. He is going to New York no matter how depressed it makes us feel. He deserves this, Cooper. You know it as well as I do."
Cooper was glaring at him, but his bottom lip trembled. He started chewing on his nails. "Fine. Since you won't help, I'll tell Blaine you want him to leave so you can have me all to yourself! I can fake the pictures!"
"Cooper," Kurt said kindly as he pulled his hands away from his face. "I love Blaine. I am pretty damn sure he's it for me. Kit loves him too and I know how much you mean to each other. But you can't stop him from going. Not just because it would be wrong, but because you love him too much to hold him back." He didn't let go of Cooper's hand even as the man's eyes began to fill. "He's going to come back. We have to believe that. You came to my office one day not so long ago and asked that I not hurt your brother. I'm asking you right now for you not to hurt the love of my life. Can you do that?"
"He's all I have," Cooper sobbed. "What if he gets hurt in New York and I can't be there! What if he gets depressed again and I'm not there to drag him out of bed? What will I do, Kurt?"
Kurt pulled Cooper into his arms and held him as he cried. Tina poked her head in and, seeing the situation, indicated she would give them a minute.
He smiled at her gratefully and rubbed Cooper's back. "He's stronger now and you have a lot to do with that. He never would have gotten where he is today without you." Kurt drew back and held both his arms. "But he's going to be fine now. We have to believe in him."
"Or we could tell him we need him for a jewel heist and he's the only one who fits through the vent…" Cooper wiped his face on his sleeve.
Kurt squeezed his arms before letting him go. "You'll be fine. You're his brother. He will always have you." He went a picked up the napkins again and headed for the door.
"He loves you too," Cooper said after him. Kurt stopped, but didn't reply. "He will come back to you too."
Kurt smiled weakly and went back to join Sam, Tina, and Kit so Cooper could have a minute to himself.
No matter what Cooper thought, it wasn't the same thing. He wished it was so, but he had decided that instead of worrying about what was to come, Kurt would soak up the moments he had.
That weekend - the party
Blaine scrolled through yet another listing in New York for an apartment. At this point, he was probably going to have to live in a shoe box. Nick and Jeff who were also in the Warbler's band had graciously allowed Blaine to stay with them until he could find a place to live, but this was stressing him out. This whole situation was stressing him out.
He glanced up from his phone and watched Kurt scurrying around putting last minute touches on stuff for his party. They were having it at Kurt's house since his boyfriend and two best friends had decided that would be the best space. He had so much going on the next few weeks, they had all agreed to do it now so he could focus on moving. They had invited a whole bunch of people Blaine really didn't care much about but apparently cared about him. Well, that or they just wanted to see what the inside of Kurt Hummel's house looked like.
Cooper was nowhere to be found. He had been avoiding Blaine a lot these past few weeks once reality set in that he would be staying there and Blaine would be leaving. He kind of felt guilty, but he had to live his life. Once he was there, Cooper would see it wasn't so bad. At least that's what Blaine was telling himself.
Did he want to move? No. Of course not. He wanted to travel, but he wanted to be based here with his family and the loves of his life (Kurt and Kit). But that wasn't really up to him. He was not going to reject this opportunity. Everything would be fine.
Kurt was talking to a delivery person, focused and listening. He had a hand to his chin as he nodded along with what they said. Blaine sighed. He wanted to take a picture of him. He wanted to take a video of this whole day so that once he was in New York all sad and lonely, he could look back and remember it. That was another thing. Blaine realized he had never lived alone before. After Cooper became his guardian, they lived together until after Blaine graduated and Tina and Sam all moved in together. Blaine had honestly thought his next move would involve him moving into Kurt's house with Kit or them buying a new one together. Although, he loved this one. They had some pretty amazing memories here.
The light from the window was striped across Kurt's beautiful face, lighting up the blues and greens in his eyes and making his skin glow. Blaine had already written probably a hundred songs with this man in mind, but what was one more? He started to piece together a tune, soft and sweet and a little sad. He wished he had some sort of instrument, but they made him leave everything at home so he could focus on being the center of attention. He owed Kurt so much when it came to inspiration that part of him was secretly worried leaving would dry him up again.
The delivery person headed outside and Kurt followed him, tossing a quick smile his way. Blaine returned it and started to follow, but Kurt shook his head.
"You just sit there and try to find your stupid brother! He has the ice!" Kurt shouted back before stepping out of the door.
Blaine sighed. "I wouldn't have even let him get the ice." Tina was helping the caterer in the kitchen and Sam was somewhere hanging balloons. He was probably texting Mercedes or something. Apparently they had gone out and hit it off. Blaine was so happy for him. Sam deserved to be happy after putting up with his ass so long.
Impulsively, he stood and went back to Kit's room where the child was napping, but found him wide awake and playing with a stuffed animal in his little bed. At the sight of Blaine, he smiled widely and held his little hands up to him.
"Hey, big guy." He reached down and picked up the still sleepy child. He rested his cheek on Blaine's shoulder and sighed. Blaine swayed side to side and rubbed his back. "Did you have a good nap? Daddy will be happy." He bobbed his head once at the picture of Finn and sat with Kit in the little chair in his room. He breathed the child in and looked around his room, tears stinging his eyes as he tried to commit every toy on the floor and every piece of furniture to memory. He was terrified that he would leave and Kit would forget him. They would drift apart just like him and Kurt. Blaine sniffed. No. He wouldn't think like that. They could do this. They would be do this. He had to be strong. He snuggled Kit a little tighter. They were his future and he wasn't going to let them go.
"Don't forget about me, okay?" Blaine murmured into Kit's hair as they rocked. "I'm going to tell you another secret. Ready? I'm going to go and be successful and when I come back, I'm going to ask Daddy a very big question—"
"Aw, when did he wake up?"
Blaine and Kit were both startled by Kurt's voice at the doorway. He smiled at the boy and crossed the room.
Blaine really hoped he hadn't heard his embarrassing little confession. "Uh, not sure. Came in here and he was just playing."
Kurt ruffled the little boy's hair and bent to kiss the top of his head. "We are almost ready. Let me just change him—"
"I'll do it." Blaine smiled up at Kurt who was staring at him with so much love he could hardly stand it. That look was number one hundred forty-seven on the list of things Blaine would miss. That look made him want to stay a cameraman forever. Kurt would kick his ass though. "You have enough to worry about. Go ahead."
Bending down again, Kurt kissed him sweetly, lingering long enough that Blaine began to lose himself in Kurt's eyes.
"Don't hide in here too long. Cooper finally got here and I already chewed him out. He brought a tray of half melted ice." Kurt rolled his eyes. "Mike is going to get some."
"He has been smacked by a boom mic one too many times. It's not his fault he's an idiot. It's the Anderson way."
Kurt snorted and pressed one more kiss to his lips then forehead. "Be nice to your brother today. He's having hard time too—" Kurt inhaled sharply as his eyes immediately began to fill. He forced a smile to cover it up and brushed imaginary dust off his clothes.
"Kurt…"
"Don't be too long!" He said with false brightness from the doorway. He wouldn't meet Blaine's eyes. "Guests are staring to arrive!"
Blaine sighed and looked down at Kit yawning widely. "This is going to be tough, buddy."
Kit just smiled and his world made a bit more sense.
By the time Blaine had dressed Kit and fashioned his hair into a cute little mohawk that Kurt immediately tried to pat down, Brittany and Santana had arrived along with a few of Blaine's coworkers from the bar and Cooper's show. Mercedes and Sam were sitting together and flirting while Cooper stewed in a corner. Blaine sighed inwardly. Cooper was usually trying to be the center of attention, even on Blaine's birthdays. He would have to go try and cheer him up. Kurt was right. He was just having a hard time. Mike was there too, chatting with some of the TV crew.
"There he is!" Tina said with a smile as she pulled Blaine further into the room.
Everyone cheered except for Cooper who barely clapped and checked his phone. Very mature.
"Hey guys." Blaine scratched the back of his head nervously and smiled at everyone, including the child in his arms. "Thanks for coming. I'm pretty excited and I hope—"
Cooper made a disgusted noise from his corner and when the others turned to look at him, he glanced around. "Gosh, I must have sneezed. Carry on!"
"Anyway, as I'm about to embark on this new adventure—"
Dark muttering came from the corner, but Blaine ignored him. "I can't help but think I wouldn't be here without a few people." He turned to his boyfriend. "Kurt, you have supported me and loved me through everything, even when I was being difficult. I love you and Kit so very much. You guys are my inspiration and my safe place. Thank you."
Kurt kissed Blaine's cheek and cuddled his son close.
"Tina. Sam. You guys have been my friends and my rocks since we met in high school and you adopted the weird angry kid from Ohio with tattoos and a chip on his shoulder. I don't know where I would be without your friendship and love. But you aren't just friends anymore, you are my family I chose. Thanks for always pushing me to be my best and for making sure I get my butt out of bed in the morning."
The two of them were clutching each other. Tina was already crying and Sam was barely hanging on, but they were smiling through it.
"Mike, we haven't known each other that long, but the way you treat Tina and the friend you have become to me over the last few years has only solidified our relationship. Thank you."
The man grinned at him from where he was stroking Tina's hair and nodded.
Now for the hardest part. "Cooper…" God damnit. He was already choked up. His brother was staring at anything but him and twisting his lips up in the way he did when he was trying not to cry. Blaine cleared his throat and smiled at the way Kurt rubbed his shoulder. "Cooper. You are my brother, sure, but you have become so much more than that to me. You rescued me from the very beginning. I know we have wanted to punch each other over the years, but I wouldn't be here if not for you. I love you more than I can possibly say and although I want to throttle you a lot and we are way too codependent on each other to be healthy, I want you to know there is no one I respect or owe more to. No matter where I go, I have you with me. Pinkie swear."
Cooper made a strangled sound and rushed to his brother, squeezing the life out of him. "I'm sorry I tried to maim you," he choked out into Blaine's shoulder. Blaine raised a questioning eyebrow at Kurt who just shook his head. Cooper was still sobbing, so Blaine held him and continued his speech.
"Thanks to everyone else here for coming. Not that long ago I was just kind of floating along and stuck. Thankfully, I have some pretty amazing people in my life and some new ones came along and now I'm about to go to New York and start this new chapter… I'm just very grateful to all of you who had my back. Thank you."
The small gathering applauded him except for Cooper who was still blubbering into his already soaked shirt.
"Speaking of New York…" Kurt ducked behind a couch and retrieved a shiny new guitar with a big red bow on it. He gave it to Blaine with shaky hands. It was gorgeous and way too expensive and Blaine wanted to kiss him stupid.
"It has a strap too…" Kurt handed him a gift bag full of some strings and picks nestled beside a strap that Blaine pulled out. He gave a pained grunt at the sight of a tiny handprint on the strap right where it would lay over his heart should he wear it on his left side. He looked up at Kurt with watery eyes that matched his boyfriend's. "So you can have me and Kit with you wherever you are." He smiled and then Blaine kissed him stupid.
He drew back and looked into Kurt's eyes while still cupping his jaw. "I love it so much. Thank you."
"Some of the rest of us have presents," Tina hinted before they got too carried away. Sam had taken over consoling Cooper. Before they could give him the gifts, there came a knock on the front door.
"I'll get it," Kurt said as he wiped his eyes.
There were a few people Blaine did not want to see on a day like this. Some were in Ohio, some were at home with their wife and husband plotting his demise, and two were at the front door when Kurt opened it.
"Adam? Sebastian?" Kurt stared at them while everyone in the living room peered curiously at them. "Um, what are you doing here?"
The two men stepped inside, hands clasped between them. Blaine grabbed Kit.
"Oh heck no! Get out of here! You can't kidnap the child!"
Sebastian rolled his eyes. "Ew. I don't want that."
"Seb, don't be mean," Adam chided him gently. "You know you love babies."
"Eh. Sometimes. Not that one."
"Why are you here?" Kurt asked as he moved in front of his child and Blaine. "You were definitely not invited."
Sebastian clicked his tongue at him. "Now, Hummel. I thought we were all mature adults?"
"Now is not really the time—"
"Actually, it's the perfect time. Oh, thanks for letting us know where the party was at Cooper."
Everyone turned to glare at the elder Anderson and he sputtered. "I have no idea what you're talking about."
Kurt was pinching the bridge of his nose. "What do you want?"
"So, I know you are having a living funeral for Blaine and sharing feelings and shit—"
"Language!" Blaine chastised him while trying to cover Kit's ears.
"Does Auntie Snixx need to make an appearance at this party?" Santana purred with a dangerous glint in her eyes. She cracked her knuckles.
Brittany practically swooned. "You're so hot when you're ruthless."
"I'll help," Mercedes added as she stood next to Santana and narrowed her eyes at Sebastian.
Sebastian shrugged. "Whatever. We wanted to say something." He nudged Adam who looked around sheepishly.
"I was a bit of a prat before, but now I've realized Sebastian and I were meant to be." He smiled lovingly at the man next to him who tried to seem aloof, but was obviously just as in love. "Since I might never have realized it without you rejecting me, Kurt, we wanted to do something nice for you."
Kurt now was looking up at the ceiling and appeared to be counting to ten under his breath.
"How?" Blaine asked suspiciously. He knew from experience to be wary. Dylan had fooled him before.
Sebastian smiled like a shark. "It's completely your choice, but after I heard about your job offer, I did some digging. And I have a counter offer. I've actually had a counter offer months ago, but someone never called."
Blaine recalled him coming to the bar and giving him the card. "I thought you were just hitting on me."
"I'm with Adam." Sebastian said like he was stupid. "I don't want you unless you guys are into—"
"Stop." Kurt finally spoke. "Don't ask that again. Just tell us why you're here."
Sebastian smirked at him. "I know you're friends with the gargler guys, but we have a counter offer. See, I work at my family's record label and got the okay. We want to sign you to our label."
They had everyone's attention now. Kurt grabbed Blaine's hand.
"I don't know…"
"We are offering you more money, creative control, and best of all, you get to stay here. Originally, it was for another band, but they found someone. This would be just you as an artist."
Kurt gasped beside him. Blaine was more wary.
"Why?" He narrowed his eyes at Sebastian. "What's in it for you?"
"I think you're talented." He shrugged. "No ulterior motive. I can show you the contract if you want. Look, you will travel some of course, but you can be based here with your boyfriend who's okay, I guess. I got what I wanted and at first, I just wanted to help you out because of that, but I was listening to you at the bar. You are good. I think you would be a great addition to Smythe Records."
Blaine was sure if someone just pushed him a little, he would fall over. He held onto Kurt's hand so he wouldn't do just that. This was so much and he had no idea what to do. On one hand, this was his dream. He didn't really care either way, but he had kind of already committed to the Warblers. But this was even better than being in a band, so they could understand right? Plus, he didn't have to leave. He scrubbed fingers through his hair and felt Kurt's hand on his shoulder. He turned to his boyfriend who looked even paler than normal.
"I'm going to need a minute." Blaine grabbed Kurt's hand and pulled him down the hall into his room. The others were staring wide-eyed at him as he passed. Sebastian just nodded and helped himself to a drink.
Once they were in Kurt's bedroom, Blaine started to unravel.
"Oh my god. Oh my god."
He started pacing along the foot of Kurt's bed.
Kurt serenely sat on the edge, folding his hands into his lap. "This is a lot…"
"What do I do?" Blaine pressed his hands to his mouth. "This… I want it… but maybe being in a band would be safer? But this kind of thing doesn't happen that often… but I already committed to the band… but I feel like they would understand. And do we really trust Sebastian?" He went and kneeled at Kurt's knees, resting his chin in his lap and grasping his hands. "What do I do?"
"I can't tell you what to do," Kurt wove his fingers through Blaine's. "You have to decide because it's your life. I think either choice, you would succeed. A wise man once told me that sometimes two paths aren't right or wrong, just different." He smiled sweetly at Blaine. "I support you either way. Even if you change your mind later. I can't stop you from failing, but I can promise to make it safe if you do."
Blaine tried to smile. "You're so sweet. I don't know… I'm just so overwhelmed."
"You don't have to decide right this second." Kurt made Blaine look at him. "Don't decide right now. Go talk to Sebastian and think it over for a few days. Talk to the Warblers. This is too big of a decision to make right now."
Blaine nodded. He was right. Of course he was.
"Kiss me? For strength?"
Kurt laughed softly and bent down so that their lips met. Blaine immediately felt better.
They left the bedroom and found most of the guests had left the party since the announcement. All that remained were Sam, Tina, Mercedes holding Kit, Cooper, Adam, Sebastian, and Mike.
Blaine asked Sebastian to go outside with him so they could talk. The man happily obliged and pulled out his papers. Kurt watched them nervously through the window. Blaine still seemed stunned, but like he was coming to his senses now. At least he had lost the wild-eyed look.
Mercedes came over with Kit who grabbed for Kurt. He took him.
"This is so crazy!" Mercedes gave Kurt a drink which he sipped gratefully.
"It really is. Thanks for taking care of the guests."
"Of course. Santana and Brittany said they would catch up later. Everyone thought you guys could use some space." They watched as Blaine pointed at something and Sebastian pulled out a pen and scratched it out. Kurt hoped Blaine wouldn't agree to anything just yet. He really wanted him to take some time and really consider things. "Are you doing okay? How great would it be for him to get to stay?"
Kurt nodded. Selfishly, he wanted it. Of course he did. But this was something Blaine needed to decide for himself. It was a big decision and he would try to help as impartially as he could manage. "It would be wonderful. I don't want him to leave… but I want him to do what's best for him."
"We all do," Tina chimed in behind them. They turned to the others who were piled on the couches and chairs. Only Adam stood off by himself looking decidedly uncomfortable. "But I'm pretty sure we all think what's best for him is to be here."
"Yup. That." Cooper pointed at her. "Everyone listen to Tina and tell Blaine—"
"We are going to tell Blaine to do what he thinks is right for him," Kurt said sternly. "We are not going to be selfish."
Cooper scoffed and crossed his arms. Adam approached Kurt then.
They hadn't talked a lot since they went their separate ways, but they were both doing well with work and in their respective relationships. Kurt's guilt had eased since the break up, especially when he learned he was dating Sebastian.
"Hey." Adam's hands were in his pockets. "Doing alright? Hey there Kit."
The boy grinned a little shyly at Adam.
Kurt smiled at him. "I think we are all shocked, but yes. Doing fine. I see things are going well for you."
Adam smiled fondly at Sebastian who looked to be reading off several paragraphs for Blaine.
"They are. I'm happy." His smile slipped a little. "I don't think I told you, but I'm happy for you too. I wanted to apologize too. Things got a little nasty and I hope you know that wasn't me."
"There's nothing to apologize for. Let's just move on. And who knows? Maybe we could go out on a double date sometime. Not a foursome," Kurt added quickly in a whisper so Kit couldn't hear.
Adam laughed. "He's mostly kidding about that. I think. Anyway, I intend to talk to Blaine too, but I wanted to talk to the reasonable half first."
Kurt laughed. "I think he's over it." He glanced back at their boyfriends. "He's going to treat Blaine well? Please be honest."
Adam watched them with nothing short of admiration. "Absolutely. He takes his job seriously. He can be so devious, but when he's on your side, it's the best. He's in good hands with Seb."
Kurt nodded, biting his lip. He hoped that was true.
Blaine took a week.
He had quit his jobs, so he rode around on his bike to think.
He played with Kit.
He cuddled next to Kurt.
He looked into Sebastian's company and found out he had a great reputation and some amazing artists. He was pretty cutthroat, but he protected his artists fiercely.
He talked to the Warblers. They were disappointed if he decided to go his own way, but they said there would be no hard feelings. He had to make the best choice for him.
He took lots of pictures. Of Cooper sleeping in his chair after a movie. Of Tina kissing Mike in the kitchen. Of Sam talking on the phone with Mercedes. Of Kit stacking his blocks. And of Kurt. So, so many of Kurt.
He kind of felt like he was stalling. But he was thinking the whole time and in the end, there was only one choice.
He picked up his phone.
Kurt was seated at his kitchen table doing something on his laptop. Kit drove his little cars around the tile when Blaine dropped by at the end of the week. They both looked up smiling as he knocked on the back door and slipped in.
"Hi." He smacked a kiss to Kit's cheek as the little boy came running to him and then gave Kurt one on the lips. "How are we today?"
"We are in need of fresh air." Kurt was already grabbing his keys. "To the park?"
"To the park."
They went to the one they had gone to all those months ago when they were still unofficial. They had been a few more times since, but today something was in the air. Blaine could hardly contain himself.
"So," Kurt began. He was just as on edge as Blaine. He pulled Kit along in a little wagon behind them. "What have you been up to today?"
He never asked if he made a decision like most everyone else (Cooper) or got impatient (especially Cooper). But Blaine could tell it was wearing him thin. Time to put him out of his misery. He just hoped Kurt would like the idea.
"I signed a contract."
Kurt stumbled to a stop, the wagon smacking into his legs. "You— you did?"
Blaine nodded. He couldn't stand the hopeful look on Kurt's face, so he blurted it out. "I signed with Sebastian. I had that lawyer you recommended look at it and Brittany did too. She's vicious. There were tears. From the label people, not her. Anyway, I got a really great deal and more importantly, I'm staying here."
The grin that bloomed wide on Kurt's face was worth every second he had spent agonizing over the decision. The bone crushing hug was worth all the pain of the last few years. Having this man in his arms had made his suffering make sense. He couldn't have gotten closer to him if he tried.
"Daddy? Why cry?"
Kit was watching them with a concerned frown as Kurt cried in Blaine's arms. He bent to get the boy and looked him in the eye. "Yeah, he's crying, but it's happy tears. Daddy cries a lot, if you haven't noticed— ow!" He rubbed his arm where Kurt had pinched him. "Maybe I'll go to New York after all." Blaine felt like running laps and screaming for joy and choking on Kurt's dick all at the same time.
Kurt pulled him close. He could probably read the blowjob thing on his face. He was kind of an open book like that. "How about we keep this news to ourselves for today? You come home with us and we can spend time together and then Kit can go to bed. Then we will celebrate however you want." The lust in his eyes shone brightly.
Blaine was the luckiest guy on the fucking planet. "Make it a movie night and it's a deal. I love you guys so much."
"We love you too. Let's go home."
We still have an epilogue we will post next week and then we are thinking about doing some bonus one shots too. Please let us know if there is a scene you would like to see with the other characters or kurt and blaine. We hope it was what everyone wanted! Let us know if you loved it or hated it! Much love - A and K