KURTS POV

Kurt woke up bleary eyed, strangely warm.

Oh yeah, right, I have a gorgeous man in my arms.

Kurt smiled to himself as he got ready for the day, letting Blaine enjoy some more sleep before their drive back to Dalton. He still couldn't believe that he was going to Paris, with his beautiful boyfriend.

He moved closer only to wake Blaine up by accident, and Blaine tumbled off the bed while trying to roll to his left.

"Grrrunnggh"

"Hun, I don't think that's English."

"Foooooood."

"What's the magic word?"

"I love you."

Blaine was still face planted on the hardwood floor.

Kurt leaped from the bed to cuddle up beside him, dust and dirt be damned.

"I love you too, but that's not the magic word."

"Hogwarts?"

"Carole! Blaine doesn't need any pancakes!

Blaine immediately shot up to sit, his eyes wide open.

"PLEASE!"

Carole replied from the top of the stairs.

"You sure? You growing boys need your breakfast!"

Kurt replied, staring amusedly at Blaine. "Oh! He changed his mind. We'll be up shortly!"

"Urghnnnff."

"Come on, get up." Kurt took Blaine's hands to pull him up standing, and Blaine proceeded to hug him limply, as if he was still asleep.

"God, you are so not a morning person. Alright, get dressed, and I shall make you coffee."

"Okayyyy." Blaine moved around the room sleepily, and I headed up the stairs to find Finn, his hair a mess, in a bath robe (closed, thank fully) zoning out into oblivion.

"Um, Finn?"

"Ergh?"

"Why are none of the men in my life coherent this morning?"

"Ergh."

"What's wrong?"

"Rachel. University. Bad, sad, mad. No sleep. Sleep is for the weak. Finn not weak."

"Two cups of coffee it is. I hope you two work things out, I suppose. She's a diva, but you seem to love her for it."

Finn let his head thud onto the table and Kurt kept quiet as he made one coffee in a mug, and two to go.
His dad had already made his amazing pancakes, and presumably went back to bed. It was alright though, they'd said their goodbyes last night. Now Kurt and Blaine had to get on the road.

As if he had read Kurt's mind, Blaine appeared in the kitchen. Kurt immediately passed him coffee. He didn't know how many more unintelligible grunts he could decipher.

"Is he-?"

"Rachel."

"Oh."

They went about breakfast quietly, eating pancakes and shamelessly playing footsie underneath the table. They tried to get Finn to show a sign of existence, but his head was still against the counter. They left him breakfast, and it was only when they started to get ready to leave that they heard his soft snores echoing around them.

"Ready to go?"

"Yup."

They got into the car and Kurt immediately started up on the conversation.

"So do you think your sister will be able to come to Paris?"

"I don't know, she's kind of shrugged it off for now, and told me she'd answer later. She's wondering whether she should make a move on this guy she likes, or wait it out. She's the queen of flirtation, he's probably head over heels already, but when she's trying to get someone, she really puts all her effort into it, so…"

Kurt smiled at this. I wonder where she got it from, Huh Blaine?

I couldn't wait to get back to Dalton, unpack everything, and start packing for PARIS! I couldn't believe it. I was going to Paris.
Paris, France. I'm so surprised.

We're leaving Thursday, in TWO DAYS, and I can barely contain my excitement.

It's going to be wonderful.

Hey guys, sorry again – I suck at updating.

I have some questions though, and I really need your input. This fic can go wherever you want it to go, you're in charge! So tell me:

Should Blaine and Kurt go to Paris alone?
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Should Finn be with Rachel? Should they break up? If so, do you want him to be with anyone else?

Please let me know.

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