Okay, I'm going to apologize for this being so horribly late. And I'm going to explain why. If you don't care, then continue on to the actual story, but this is just here. I was running a bit low on what I wanted to do with this chapter, because I wanted it to be fluffy, which is why it's so short. Also, on a more personal note one of my teachers told me that I'm not that great of a writer. Now, this is one of the only things I'm good at and what makes me actually feel good about myself, so I took this incredibly hard. It took a while for me to kind of get over that, so I hope that the next chapter after this will be out in a timely manner.
Hours later, Kurt and Blaine were in their apartment with Chinese take out, and a bottle of wine. Obviously they weren't celebrating anything, but it was still nice to just be together and forget, if just for a few hours, the events that had occurred only a few hours ago. They settled on the white couch, a box of lo mein being shared between them. The opening credits of the movie of the night began to roll when Blaine looked over at Kurt and smiled.
"I can't believe I didn't find you sooner," he mumbled as he kissed the other man's inviting mouth. "Then none of this would have happened and we could've been having nights like this one for years," he continued. Kurt rolled his eyes and pulled away.
"Oh, but where would the fun in that be?" he teased. He kissed Blaine's indignant pout away until they were both smiling and just a tad breathless. "But you're right. It would make things so much easier. Now, I really want to see this movie, so for once, could we actually pay attention to something other than ourselves?" Blaine cocked an eyebrow but nodded anyway.
"You know," he interrupted just as Steve Carell jumped out of the car "I don't think I ever did thank you for what you did today. No one…no one's ever done something like that for me. So, thank you." His voice cracked a little. Not that much, but enough for someone so attuned to his voice, like Kurt, could immediately pick it up. Kurt twisted around in Blaine's arms so they could look at each other, and, sure enough, his eyes were shining.
"Blaine, you don't have to thank me for that. I did it because I love you, and I couldn't bear the sight of you hurting like that. But, to be honest, your father scares the hell out of me. But the thing is, I don't care who he is, I'm not going to let him hurt you, because I love you too much for that to happen." He smiled, actually showing the teeth he was usually so self conscious about before swooping in for a quick kiss.
They stayed like that for the next hour, content with staying in each other's arms and watching a movie.
"You know," Blaine commented during the climax, "This movie title basically describes our life right now. Kurt smiled, but not because of what he was really talking about. He smiled because of the way Blaine had said 'our life' and not 'our lives'. It was like their lives were directly entwined, and that one could not exist properly without the other.
"You think so? Because I can definitely see the 'crazy' part being here. I don't think I've ever been around this much insanity whenever I'm not with you. And 'love', obviously because I think it's pretty obvious that I love you, and you love me."
"But not the 'stupid'," Blaine cut in. "I don't think I could ever see me loving you as being stupid."