Blaine's eyes fluttered open as his alarm blared, happy to feel Kurt's warm form in his arms. He'd missed waking up with Kurt asleep next to him, smelling his scent, his blue eyes being the first things Blaine saw… Blaine had missed it all. Every little thing Kurt did- his adorable yawn and stretch before he woke up fully, the way his eye lids fluttered as he woke up, the smile that appeared as he woke up and the way light hit him perfectly as it streamed through the window.

Kurt rolled over in Blaine's arms and smiled, staring in to his bright amber eyes… he felt truly happy for the first time in a week. Kurt leaned in and lazily kissed Blaine, nibbling on his lower lip… Blaine moaned in response… Kurt mind cleared, fireworks exploded behind his eyelids… he needed to pull away, but he needed to feel close to Blaine again… he wanted to be close to Blaine, he'd missed Blaine. Although he'd hurt him a lot, even though what Blaine had done killed him, he still loved him so much, his body still wanted him. He managed to pull away.

"Morning Darling" he chimed.

"Um, yeah good morning" said Blaine, sounding flustered.

The kiss had surprised him. He wasn't expecting it… he still half expected Kurt to hate him… part of him wanted Kurt to hate him, he hated himself, he loved Kurt and he loved that he was getting a second chance but he felt like he didn't deserve it… not after what he'd done.

"I'll cook breakfast this morning; we don't want any fire alarms setting off again"

Blaine blushed and hid his face in his pillow, but he turned his head just in time to see Kurt leaving the bedroom his hip swaying, seductively. Blaine stared openly, he had forgotten how hot Kurt was, how great his ass was. He had for gotten how beautiful his smile was how great it felt to wake up next to him, how well he slept with Kurt safely ensconced in his arms.

"You coming mister?" asked Kurt as he popped his head round the door.

"Um, I'll be there in a bit… I'm going to um take a quick shower" said Blaine leaping from the bed and running somewhat awkwardly to the bathroom, Kurt giggled knowing full well what was going on.

Blaine closed the door behind him and jumped in to the shower. He roughly fisted his hard, pulsating, cock and began moving his hand slowly. Soft quietish moans of 'Kurt' and 'oh baby' fell over his lips. He moved his hand faster and faster along his length, imagining it was Kurt's ass that was making him feel oh-so-good, he closed his eyes and he saw Kurt's staring straight at him, he soon came all over his hand and stomach. He showered quickly after that and went to get dressed and went to join Kurt in the kitchen. He was cooking blueberry oatmeal.

"Nice Shower my dear?" asked Kurt knowingly… he'd heard Blaine from down the hall… he had never been very good at being quiet.

"Um, yeah, I guess…" said Blaine blushing… he loved how Kurt could still do that after eleven years.

Kurt giggled quietly to himself trying to ignore his own problem caused by Blaine sorting out his. He ate his breakfast uncomfortably, which wasn't helped by the fact that Blaine kept looking at him through his eyelashes, and grinning slyly knowing exactly what he was doing to Kurt. When they'd eaten Kurt got up quickly and all but ran to the bathroom and took a cold shower to cool off. They both dressed and left for work. Both their days were rather uneventful… until Kurt went out to buy his lunch.

As it was a Tuesday, the new issue of the New York Journal was out. Kurt bought it every week Blaine always had an article, mainly little ones. Today on the cover one article in particular piqued his interest, 'When a Marriage Breaks'. It was like the article was written for him and Blaine right now, he returned to his office to read it promptly. He almost spat out his coffee when he read the by-line.

by Blaine Anderson

He scanned through the article, it wasn't as bad as he thought, It was mainly about Marriage itself, there was a fair amount of Blaine saying how he 'should have done' things… it wasn't the content that bothered Kurt it was the fact that Blaine had broadcast their personal lives to the whole of New York. Everyone at his work would know, they all knew that Kurt's husband, Blaine, worked at NYJ. They would know that he was having problems and they would try to help, and if Kurt was honest, he couldn't stand half of them, they were all so obnoxious and self-centred.

He texted Blaine.

Coffee. Now!

Meanwhile

Blaine entered his office to find Kelsey sat on his desk. She looked concerned, worried even. Blaine couldn't make sense of it, if it was problems with Darren or her roommates she would have texted him to meet for coffee, this fact scared him. Then he saw the copy of the New York Journal rolled up in her hand. He started to panic, a pit fell in his stomach, tears threatened to fall as he worried over what Kurt would say when he saw the article.

"Hey, Blainers" she said sadly. "Seen this week's issue"

"So he published it?"

Kelsey nodded slowly. Blaine thought about Kurt, how disappointed he'd be, how angry, how upset, how hurt. Kurt would surely want to leave him after this… Kurt was very private about their personal life, he rarely told their friends if they were having problems, he was going to hate that Blaine had shared it with the whole of New York.

"Shit, Kurt is going to kill me and then dig me up and kill me again and then once more for good measure" said Blaine, tears stinging his eyes.

"I'm sure it won't be that bad"

"Kelsey, I fucking broke his heart a week ago, now ive written about it and now it's all over New York and I wouldn't be surprised if it's up on the website" Blaine snapped.

Kelsey withdrew, and visibly shrunk at Blaine's tone.

"Okay, I'll um go; I just wanted to see if you were okay…"

"No, Kels Wait" said Blaine quietly "I'm sorry…I shouldn't have yelled at you… I'm mad at myself for writing it in the first place"

"No, you really shouldn't have yelled" said Kelsey, coldly.

"I'm really sorry Kelsey, please don't go?"

Kelsey stopped, she knew Blaine didn't mean to snap, she glanced back at him. She looked more closely she saw how broken he was, but she also saw that something good happened with him and Kurt last night.

"I know Blaine, It just hurt, I was just trying to be a friend and you yelled"

"I know and I'm sorry, Please stay… I, I want to talk to someone… I understand if you want to leave though… I was an ass"

"Yeah, you really were an ass. What happened with you and Kurt last night then?"

"He, he wanted to sleep in the same bed again" Blaine grinned, tears still falling.

Blaine went on to explain everything, what happened, how great it felt waking up next to Kurt… how much he'd missed him. At lunch time Blaine received a text from Kurt.

"Shit. He's seen it, I have to go, bye Kels"

"Good luck, Blainers"

Blaine headed off to his and Kurt's favourite coffee shop.

Kurt was sat at their usual table, staring down at his coffee cup- his eyes were reddened, his eyelashes matted, his cheeks tear stained. As he heard Blaine enter his head snapped up.

"What the fuck Blaine!" Kurt snapped, "writing about our personal lives?! What were you thinking?!"

"I,I,I err, I" Blaine stuttered.

"Well!"

"I never wanted it to be published"

"Why did you fucking write it in the first place Blaine!"

"You know I write when I need to express my feelings. It helps me order my thoughts… I didn't even mean to hand it in… I got muddled up with the Lawrence article" said Blaine, quietly.

"Oh" said Kurt. "Sorry, I didn't- I mean I didn't think about that… but why was it on your desk and why not in you goddamn journal?"

"I'm sorry Kurt"

"Oh, I'm sure you are. But I don't understand why it was out in the middle of your desk. Anyone could've picked it up and read it. But obviously that doesn't matter because now it's published for the whole world to see. Now the whole knows that our marriage has gone down the shitter. I want to fix this, Blaine. I really do."

"I do too, I really do… I fucked up I know but I'll do anything to fix this whole damn mess"

Tears stung both men's eyes, but they both refused to let them fall, both needing each other, both wanting to hold the other close and kiss away the pain- Both knowing it was too soon. They finished their coffee in relative silence, save for the clink of china from the counter, the sound of polite chatter from other- happier- patrons of the coffee shop, after an hour or so of uncomfortable silence, Blaine's phone rung. It was Nick and Jeff.

"Blaine… WE'RE ENGAGED!" Jeff screamed down the phone.

Kurt and Blaine entered the small karaoke bar, they immediately spotted Jeff as he came bounding towards them. He had the biggest grin on his face; his bright green eyes shone with excitement. Kurt and Blaine smiled, as they remembered their engagement party.

"I'm engaged! My sexy fiancé has got the champagne come one guys" squealed Jeff pulling them off to a quiet corner where Nick stood four champagne flutes in hand.

"So" said Kurt grinning taking two flutes of nick, asking one to Blaine "who asked who?"

"He asked me" they said in unison, harmonizing subconsciously.

Kurt and Blaine grinned at each other, but remembered their fight earlier and their faces fell.

"Sooo" said Blaine, putting on a smile trying to hide the fact that inside he was breaking constantly reminding himself that he'd broken Kurt... the one guy he loved, the guy he made feel like nick and Jeff did.

"So" said Blaine again shaking himself from his thoughts "how did he... how did you ask?"

"Eeeeee yes tell us... how did happen!" Kurt said, smiling, it was nice to see him smile.

"Well, he, I we… um, he took me out for dinner and he'd hidden the ring in my wine glass" said Jeff, beaming his face glowing with happiness.

"Jeff hid mine in the cake" said Nick, blushing profusely.

"We kinda asked at the same time"

"Ohmigod you guuuuuuuyyyyyyys that is soo cute" Kurt squealed "So, you got a date, theme, location, colour, scheme?"

"Kurt, Baby" said Blaine softly, wrapping his arm around his waist, Kurt flinched at the term of endearment… he still hated Blaine calling him the same as he did Sebastian that night.

"They only got engaged six hours ago, I doubt they've thought about it that much" Blaine continue.

"And? I have stuff planned two years before you asked me" Kurt Blurted, he covered his mouth quickly when he realised what he said.

"You. You what?" asked Blaine, grinning.

"Nothing, nothing, nevermind, I said nothing" said Kurt Blushing furiously. "Can I get anyone more Champagne, Alcohol, Cyanide no? Just me okay"

Kurt made to leave for the bar but Blaine grabbed his arm and curled Kurt back in to his chest, looping his arms around his husbands waist, he brushed hairs out of his face, staring in to Kurt's eyes. He wanted to kiss him so bad, kiss those perfect lips. Kurt was adorable, Blaine loved everything about him, he fell for Kurt a little more each day, this fact made it hurt so much more that he'd broken him.

"I think it's adorable, I think you're adorable" said Blaine, Smiling remembering their first Regionals together. He pressed a soft kiss to Kurt's nose.

Kurt smiled, genuinely at the kiss, secretly enjoying it. "You missed" said Kurt.

"What?"

"You missed" said Kurt as he leaned in and pressed his lips to Blaine kissing him soft and sweetly, he pulled away grinning.

"I'm sorry Kurt"

"I know baby, I know…"

"Awwwwww you guise" sighed Jeff.

The next few hours were filled with laughter, flirting and wedding talk. The two couples giggled as they relived memories. When the blood alcohol level had increased, and the four men felt happy and pleasantly warm, Kurt and Blaine decided to sing on the karaoke.

Come up to meet you, tell you I'm sorry

You don't know how lovely you are

I had to find you, tell you I need you

Tell you I set you apart

Blaine started, he look to Kurt as he sung. Kurt looked even more stunning than this morning. He looked more beautiful than ever, Blaine didn't know if it was the stage lighting or that he hadn't had Kurt in over a week but he really wanted Kurt, he wanted to take him and fuck him into the bed. he wanted to watch him writhe with pleasure as he hit Kurt's prostate, he wanted to see the lust in kurt eyes as he came screaming Blaine's name, he wanted to lie holding Kurt as they rode their orgasms. He just wanted Kurt.

Tell me your secrets and ask me your questions

Oh, let's go back to the start

Running in circles, coming up tails

Heads on a science apart

Nobody said it was easy

It's such a shame for us to part

Nobody said it was easy

No one ever said it would be this hard

Oh, take me back to the start

I was just guessing at numbers and figures

Pulling the puzzles apart Questions of science, science and progress

Do not speak as loud as my heart

Kurt glanced at Blaine, his ass looked so good in those Jeans. Kurt had drunk quite a lot his inhibitions had been thrown out the window, his cock was running the show. He really wanted Blaine, needed him. Kurt needed to feel him, needed him inside him… making him feel great… he missed having intimacy with Blaine, being close, feeling, touching, fucking.

but tell me you love me, come back and haunt me

Oh and I rush to the start

Running in circles, chasing our tails

Coming back as we are

Nobody said it was easy

Oh, it's such a shame for us to part

Nobody said it was easy

No one ever said it would be so hard

I'm going back to the start

Oh ooh, ooh ooh ooh ooh

Ah ooh, ooh ooh ooh ooh

Oh ooh, ooh ooh ooh ooh

Oh ooh, ooh ooh ooh ooh

As the song came to a close both boys were extremely aroused, both had tears in their eyes. They turned and walked towards each other arms open, seeing how broken the other was, and fell in to each other's arms. Kurt turned his head and pecked Blaine's cheek.

"I'm so sorry baby, I'll do whatever it takes to fix this" Blaine whispered, softly in Kurt's ear.

"I'm sorry too Blainey" said Kurt, he kissed Blaine's neck slowly sucking on his pulse point, his cock leading the charge.

Blaine was surprised by Kurt's actions, he couldn't complain though, it felt nice. He really had missed Kurt, feeling him this close, holding him, touching him, feeling him, kissing him. Kurt pulled away.

"Let's go home" Kurt growled.

All Blaine's blood flooded south, his boxers strained, he's pants grew tight and uncomfortable. He looked into Kurt's eyes, his pupils' lust blown. Blaine was torn, it was too soon but he'd missed Kurt and the intimacy husbands share… It was a classic fight between his head and his dick… his dick won the argument.

"Um, Guys, I think we're going home" said Blaine Kurt smiled in to Blaine's neck.

"Okay, well it was nice seeing you to see you" said Jeff, Still grinning, "Kurt, could we maybe enlist you as our wedding planner?"

Kurt nodded. They all embraced, said their good byes and Kurt and Blaine hailed a cab and headed back to their apartment. When the entered Kurt slammed Blaine in to the door his cock getting the better of him unable to stop himself from kissing Blaine deeply and passionately. He grabbed Blaine by the shirt and walked him in to the sofa falling on top of him, Kurt pressed his thigh.

"Mmm" moaned Kurt "I'd forgotten how good you taste, you taste of my Blainey"

Blaine's brain managed to regain control and he pulled away and sat up. Kurt looked mad, but Blaine knew that this was the right thing for him to do, he just hoped sober Kurt would agree. Kurt leaned in and started to kiss down Blaine's neck again.

"Kurt, stop" said Blaine pushing Kurt off and standing up "it's too soon, and I hate that it is because this feels so good so right, but I hurt you… it's not the time for us to be there again"

"If it feels good why don't we just do it"

"Because it's too soon and deep down, behind your drunken haze you know that…"

"Fuck you Blaine!" snapped Kurt, storming off to the guest room "I just wanted to have some fun! You always spoil my fun! I hate you. I hate you, I hate you I hate you!"

The door slammed, Blaine winced. "You're acting like a grumpy teenager Kurt! In the morning you'll see that this was a good decision."

Kurt curled up and cried in his bed, Blaine had never turned him down before… a small voice in the back of his head was telling him Blaine was right, Kurt knew that Blaine was, but he just wanted to touch and feel blaine like he used to… before all this mess, Kurt just wanted things back to normal.

Blaine sat on the edge of the bed, put his head in his hands and run them down his face. It was the right thing to do. He really hoped that Kurt didn't really hate him… it killed him to hear those words leave Kurt's mouth and have them directed at him.

Later that night

It was the early hours of the morning and Kurt still hadn't slept, he knew Blaine probably would be asleep by now. He knew he always slept best in Blaine's arms… he snuck into their room and snuggled next to Blaine hoping to wake him.

Blaine stirred. "Mmm, Kur?"

"Damn you caught me"

"Happy anniersersary" Blaine mumbled before falling back to sleep

"Yeah," Kurt sighed "happy anniversary"