(Kurt's POV)

My heart broke as I thought about Blaine leaving McKinley. I knew that he was going to be okay, that he'd love it there and it'd give him the space to grow and find himself, but the truth is that I dont want him to forget me. We haven't spoken about the kiss that took place about a week or two ago, neither of us wanting to bring it up and ask what it meant.

I sat in french, staring at Blaine who was sat in his regular seat as he worked hard on his work. My heart ached when I remembered that he wouldn't be sat there for much longer, he wouldnt even be in the same town as me anymore. He's going to start dating when he goes to that academy place because its an all boys school, there is bound to be atleast a few gay kids and Blaine is a complete catch.

I had no idea how to confront him about my feelings for him, how I enjoyed the feeling of him in my arms, how kissing him was better than any fantasy i'd ever had the chance of imagining. I would walk past his bedroom in the weekdays and purely miss him. The smell of his raspberry hair gel would be what I'd miss most. The one thing Blaine had that soully reminded me of him.

When I got home that day, I walked straight up to Blaine's bedroom, he'd gotten a lift home with Carole as both Finn and I had football practise. When I entered his room, Blaine had packed his clothes and a few possessions ready to leave tomorrow. He was sitting on his bed and looking down at his lap, I knew he was crying but I had no idea why.

"Blaine, why are you crying sweetie?" I asked softly, trying not to startle the boy as I closed the door and walked slowly to the bed. He looked up at me with slightly reddened cheeks that had tear marks staining them. He sniffed and tried to even out his breathing. "I'm just...I'm gonna miss you. You're my best friend and.." I moved closer to him, telling him to lay down, I snuggled almost too close to him, his head buried in my shirt and my thigh between his legs, (but away from his... area). I held him protectively, almost like he was my possession. I kissed his forehead, which calmed him instantly. "Listen to me" I whispered, "I'm only going to be a phone call away, we can talk about everything at the weekends when you come home" I stroked his hair, Blaine was now humming softly. "This house will always be your home and I will always support you" I kissed his cheek to try and get my point across without the use of anymore words.

My heart flipped when Blaine held me tighter, moving his head to look at were essentially staring at eachother, waiting for the other to make the first move. Internally, I swooned, the intensity of the hazel pool was drinking me in and making me a little lightheaded as he watched me. At the same time, we leaned in to eachother, kissing softly and slowly, almost as if we needed to memorize this feeling.
We both sighed contentedly into it, our worries and tension melting away. I smiled when I felt Blaine move a little, trying to get closer. We pulled away for a minute of so, we both looked flustered and agitated, almost like we werent supposed to stop.

The raven boy straddled me carefully, minding his ankle, as he sat just above my pelvis, trying to use it as a ladder to get closer to me. He leaned in once again, our lips pressing together in what now seemed like a desperate and passionate kiss. The boy on my lap was now cupping my face as my arms wrapped tightly around his back. He moaned as his body slipped a little, which meant his crotch dragged against my torsoe as he fell to sit fully on my lap. We both gasped, our tongues seeking eachother out. I folded Blaine's legs around my waist carefully as he attempted to keep them there. I stood, my hands now finding their way to his ass to keep him supported. He was really light for a boy of his age, but I wasnt complaining. I moved to the centre of the bed, kneeling and putting Blaine down so I was on top of him, making the boy beneath me bite my lip.

"Kurt" He moaned, trying to grind against me to get a little friction. I didn't care right now, I just needed to pour my emotions for this boy into him whilst I had the chance. Whilst he was here and unclaimed. I pulled away, looking at his lust blown eyes and smirked, my body moving forward on its own accord and making my hips lock directly against his, even breathing heavily or gasping would make us grind a little due to the position. "Need. To. Talk" he tried, his face scrunching up as he tried to calm down. I kissed his temple and chuckled, moving my hips away, then moving away with the rest of my body.

"I want you to be mine, Blaine. For real this time" I said, laying back down into our original position, except Blaine's crotch was now shamelessly pressed against my thigh. "Finally" he whispered happily, a small chuckle to his voice. He closed his eyes as I looked at him, a microscopic smile on his beautiful face. I giggled quietly as I held him close to me, not even caring that his boner was on my leg.

We told my dad that night, more like asking for permission to be together rather than telling him, which was a relief because he was really happy about it. His exact words were "Finally, took ya long enough" which made us both grin like idiots. As well as giving us a fairly graphic 'sex talk' and rules about if we thought we were ready.

We layed on his bed as we fell asleep that night, wrapped up in eachother as if we always had. Tomorrow would change everything, but we were going to get through it together.