As the music swelled toward the end, Blaine realized something. I want to kiss him. He wanted Kurt to be his soulmate, and nothing had ever mattered as much as this first kiss with this beautiful boy. This was it. He could feel something pulling him closer and closer to Kurt's beautiful lips.

As soon as Blaine began to move in, Kurt felt a pull toward the curly-haired boy. His eyes landed on Blaine's lips, and he sucked in a deep breath, his lips puckering just slightly. He leaned in, hungry for the kiss.

Then, their lips were nearly touching, and both boys closed their eyes tight, preparing for the fireworks that they hoped were about to explode when they finally met in a soft, slow kiss.

Without a pause or introduction, the DJ let the Owl City song fade away as he started a new song. He could tell that many of the couples on the dance floor were deeply into one another, and he didn't want to break their moment.

"Heart beats fast

Colors and promises"

Then, Kurt felt the tiniest touch of Blaine's lips against his. He leaned in, pulling the other boy's mouth closer, wanting to feel the sizzling hot press of their lips together. His left hand found Blaine's cheek, and he pressed their mouths together in the moment he'd been waiting for all night.

Blaine expected fireworks, and there were fireworks to some extent. Kurt's mouth felt like fire against his, and he couldn't stop kissing, couldn't stop pressing himself closer and closer to this beautiful, perfect boy. But, there was something else, too, and he could tell by the way that Kurt's hand stiffened against his face for just a moment that Kurt was seeing them, too.

Instead of an explosion of colorful lights behind their eyelids, the boys were seeing pictures, short flashes of clips and scenes of themselves, in places they'd never seen before. They saw themselves snuggled together under a blanket on a stone terrace, lying on their backs in a dark forest, a crown on Kurt's head. They saw themselves cuddled together before a fire in an invisible hut, kissing on a bed, their wrists pressed together and beautiful handwriting on their arms. They saw themselves kissing on a stage and sitting shoulder to shoulder on a colorful carpet as children. It all made sense and none of it made sense at the same time, but it didn't matter. They'd finally kissed, and something was definitely happening.

"I have died every day waiting for you

Darling, don't be afraid

I have loved you for a thousand years

I'll love you for a thousand more"

The boys pulled back only marginally, breathless, and Kurt immediately looked at his wrists. Around his left one, a bright bracelet glowed. He glanced at Blaine's wrist, too. He didn't need to, but he felt like he had to. A grin grew on his face as he saw a glowing band around Blaine's left wrist, too, a mirror of his own.

The two boys looked up at one another, eyes sparkling with delight, and said together, "We're soulmates." They stood there for several long moments, staring into one another's eyes and at their bracelets, amazed. They were lost in their own little world, oblivious to the music churning through the small bar and the couples dancing all around them. It had happened. It had actually happened. They were soulmates, something they hadn't believed possible only a short while before.

Kurt stared at his wrist. Mercedes is never going to believe this, he thought to himself. I'm soulmates with this boy I've known for less than an hour. She's going to freak! Just as he thought about pulling out his phone to call her, he felt a hand in his own.

"Come on," Blaine said, tugging at his hand. "Let's get out of here and go get some coffee. I think I want to get to know you better." He smiled softly as he pulled Kurt toward the bar doors.

"Every breath

Every hour has come to this

One step closer"

It wasn't until Kurt was standing by the entrance to the bar, waiting on his coat with Blaine that he registered the song that was playing. "I love this song," he said, leaning forward to be closer to Blaine's ear.

"Me, too," Blaine returned, reaching for his coat when the attendant passed it his way. "Do you want to stay?"

Kurt shook his head. "No. I'm ready to go some place quieter." He squeezed Blaine's shoulder for a moment before reaching for his own jacket. Then, he slipped his phone out of his pocket and glanced at the time.

"Time has brought your heart to me

I have loved you for a thousand years

I'll love you for a thousand more

One step closer

One step closer"

7:53. In less than an hour, he'd become someone's soulmate. Kurt sighed when the two of them stepped out into the cool night air. The silence felt funny, and it took him a moment to adjust. Music had been pounding in his ears for nearly two hours.

Blaine two took steps out of the door, adjusting his collar against the cold. Then, as if on reflex, he grabbed for Kurt's hand. Despite the chill, his hand was warm and soft in Blaine's, and the curly-haired boy sighed with relief. This was perfect.

Despite being able to talk easily now, the boys walked in silence for several minutes. Neither of them knew exactly where they were headed, but it didn't matter. They were just enjoying the silence and each other's company.

They walked past another bar, and they could hear the music on the street.

"'Cause all I need

Is a beauty and a beat

Who can make my life complete

It's all 'bout you

When the music makes you move

Baby do it like you do"

Kurt smiled. That sort of described his entire night, actually. He had his beauty, and the beat certainly hadn't hurt. He smiled to himself, absently squeezing his soulmate's hand. His soulmate. That was going to take some getting used to. He still couldn't quite believe his luck.

About a block from the second bar, a small cafe with a flashing '24 Hours' sign in its window invited them in with it's warm light. It was, mercifully, practically empty.

"Shall we?" Blaine asked, gesturing toward the front door.

"We shall," Kurt agreed, nodding.

Blaine opened the door for him, waiting until he was inside to enter himself. The two boys stood in the doorway, unsure of what to do next.

"Sit wherever you like," a pleasant older woman called to them from behind the counter. "I'll be right with you."

The boys slid into a booth, taking off their jackets and folding them beside themselves on the bench. They were in sync, almost like they had been doing this same thing for years. Then, Blaine reached out his left hand for Kurt's just as the waitress approached.

"Awww," she crooned, noticing their glowing bracelets. "Soulmates."

Kurt beamed across the table at Blaine. He loved hearing that word.

"How long have you been together?" she asked, smiling.

"Um, less than an hour," Kurt supplied, squeezing Blaine's hand.

"An hour?" the woman asked, as surprised as Blaine to learn about the time.

"Yeah. It's probably been…" He reached into his coat pocket and pulled out his phone. 8:01. "It's been about nine minutes."

The waitress blinked her eyes, unsure of what to say. These two boys certainly appeared to be in love. "Well, what can I get for the two of you tonight?"

"Coffee. Please. For both of us." Blaine waited until the waitress walked away to ask, "Nine minutes?"

"Yeah. It's been an hour since I first saw you." Kurt blushed.

"Really?" Blaine asked, grinning.

Kurt nodded. "And, I have something to say." He had to say it now, or he'd lose his will.

"Yes?" Blaine asked. He was sure he knew where this was going.

"I know it only took an hour," Kurt started softly, "but, I think I love you."

Blaine smiled wider than he had all night. "I think I love you, too."