Light's Out

(Disclaimer: I don't own anything but my own thoughts.)

Blaine was determined. He may be a little too in over his head, but that's what he did. He tackled situations that he knew would be hard to fix, so he could give his everything in finishing it. He knew that if he did his best, then he would find out what really happened that day when the gun went off. Last week when Coach Roz was yelling at Becky, her face said she knew something that the rest of the school didn't. Blaine was going to figure it out.

First Blaine had to find out where Coach Sue was. It took some hunting, but he found that she was the new personal trainer at some gym in Lima. Blaine decided that he may as well try it out. He knew he looked ridiculous, but he walked in the room, keeping his head ducked so Sue wouldn't force him out. He was surrounded by girls, with the exception of one guy his age, maybe a little older, in an orange shirt and short-shorts. He was pretty nice to look at, so Blaine didn't mind.

The group got in their spots as the music was started. They started stretching along to the rhythm, loosening their muscles. Then Sue walked in and started to show them their steps. It was ridiculously hard. The one thing that Blaine did enjoy was the part when orange shirt guy, who was in front of him, turned around. He may not have cared that Blaine was checking him out, but if he did the knowing, flirty smile that he flashed Blaine said different.

Blaine continued with the routine, focusing on the moves. "Let's hear those childless pelvic hops," Sue instructed and Blaine moved his waist, thrusting his hips in ways that they haven't been moved in months. Blaine was actually getting into it, putting everything he had into the moves. Blaine caught the eye of the orange shirt guy again as they moved to lie down. He pulled his legs up and over his head, feeling the burn and taking steady breaths.

"Fishy hands," Sure instructed as Blaine moved his arms to go along with her instructions. He felt eyes on him and Blaine knew that orange shirt guy was looking at him. With his ass stuck up in the air, Blaine knew what he was looking at too. It was flattering, but Blaine wasn't in the position, literally, to do anything about it. When the workout was over maybe.

Blaine brought his legs back over and lifted up lower body up off of the floor, thrusting up into the air. "Take it. Take it. Leg up. Leg up." Blaine lifted his leg up and did a couple body lifts, his breathing almost nonexistent. Finally Sue said, "And down." Blaine had never been more grateful. "Alright that's it. No crying in my classroom. Go on."

Blaine got himself up, looking at the orange shirt guy. He thought that guy may have been looking at him, but he was very obviously checking out a lady who walked past him. So much for that. He turned to face Sue who was glaring at him. "Fact! If I hadn't mistaken you for a butch, Israeli girl, I would've never let you in here. B, the fact that you survived my boot camp 101, also known as Sue90X, trademark pending, I will allow you to speak, just don't sing."

Blaine was still trying to catch his breath. "I'll admit," he started, "I rejoined the Cheerios will the sole plan of destroying you from the inside-"

"Admirable," Sue said quietly.

"But now that you're gone, I can see that all the Cheerio girls are lost without you, and frankly as student council president I'm a little worried about the kind of advice that Coach Roz is giving."

"And that is why you all signed up with Doctor Fawn to get a couple of those fatty rips removed for flexibility," Coach Roz informed and every single girl was silent with fear.

Blaine couldn't believe what he was hearing from an authority figure. "Wait, what?" he asked confused.

Blaine shuddered at the memory. "You know, I always thought that Becky could look like a young Dolly Parton with a couple less ribs," Sue said dismissively.

Blaine let the topic go. "Something went down at that school, and it has something to do with you. Someway, somehow the kids are still shaken up. No one feels safe. Set the record safe. We need you Coach Sue," he said as he walked past her. He hoped that he got through to her in some way at least.

"Whoa there, killer," his father said as he walked through the door later that afternoon. He had his workout clothes still on, and he knew the sight that his father was looking at. "Can I ask what you've been up to, or did you join another new club?"

Blaine laughed as he leaned against the door frame to the living room. "Not a new club, but I just wanted to try out a new gym after school. Kicked my butt in the process and made me see how out of shape I am."

His dad laughed as he looked up from his laptop. "That's what exercise does for you. Your mom is fixing dinner, so you should probably go take a shower and get changed before dinner is ready."

Blaine nodded before hopping up the stairs. He turned his computer on as soon as he got in his room, logging onto Skype. He may have had a date with a certain New Yorker, but he was a little late. He jumped in the shower and took a quick five minute one before returning in a rush. He connected when he saw he had a call. "Hey!"

Kurt smiled at him through the screen, raising an eyebrow as he took in Blaine's towels. "Hi, what are you up to?"

Blaine turned the laptop towards his dresser so he could move to get changed. "I took a shower because I just got back from the gym. Coach Sue is the new personal trainer there and I had to go talk to her about coming back to McKinley. We all want her back. It kicked my ass. I haven't done some of the moves since we were dating."

Both boys blushed at the memories. "So," Kurt said after a couple seconds. "Any cute guys?"

"Actually yes," Blaine answered, pulling the towel off from around his shoulders. "There was one other guy there. We were, you know, checking each other out and everything. I'm one hundred percent sure that he was staring at my ass at one time. When class ended, I went to talk to him, but he was checking out a girl as she walked out. Can you say confused?"

Kurt giggled softly, covering his mouth. "I'm sorry, but that is hilarious, Blaine." He paused and Blaine noticed how his eyes flickered down to his bare chest before he spoke again. "You do have that quality though. You'd easily be able to turn a straight guy gay."

"Thanks," Blaine answered. "That's nice to know." He shook his head. "I think I may have gotten through to Coach Sue. She looked intrigued when I left, but what do I know?" He took his towel and dried off his dripping chest. "I call that progress. I'm one hundred percent sure that something happened that day between Sue and Becky. I'm going to find out no matter what."

Kurt looked amused. "And how do you plan on doing that?"

"I'm going to interrogate Becky with Sam. She'll crack." Blaine paused before running the towel over his hair. "And if she doesn't, I'm pretty sure that Becky likes me. So I'll flirt a little. I mean she has slapped my ass and kissed me in the past."

"You sound a little cocky," Kurt said with a smile. "Do you really believe that if Becky doesn't want to tell you something, all you have to do is just flirt and she'd get flustered and tell you? Becky is one badass, Blaine Anderson. She will not break that easily."

Blaine blushed. "One can hope, Kurt." Blaine's towel went to fall off, but the boy was able to catch it before it left him naked. The towel now sat lower on his hips. "What's going on with you, huh? Anything exciting in New York?" Kurt didn't answer, so Blaine glanced up to see his ex staring at him unashamed of his leering. "Kurt?"

"Huh?" the boy said as his eyes traveled up his body, landing on Blaine's eyes. "I'm sorry; I didn't hear what you said."

Blaine laughed fondly. He was happy that Kurt still found his body attractive. That meant that he still had some effect on his ex. "It's alright. I just asked how New York is. Anything new?"

"Oh yeah," Kurt answered. Blaine listened as he turned around to grab a new pair of briefs. Should he change in front of the camera? It was nothing Kurt hadn't seen, but that was too far with their 'just friends' status. He moved just so he was out of view before changing as Kurt went on. "You know how I had to get that other job singing at the pancake shack because Vogue hasn't wanted me to come in?"

"Yeah," Blaine answered as he pulled off his towel, wiped himself off, and pulled on a new pair of briefs. "How is that going? I know you enjoy singing to people and making them smile."

Kurt smiled as Blaine emerged. "It's going really well. It's fun and everyone is so nice, but back to before. I got a call from Isabelle two days ago. She wanted me to come in today, which I did. I thought she may fire me, but she said that she loved having me and NYADA's gain was Vogue's lost, but she still wants me. She needs my help with the Gala for New York City Ballet's Education Programs."

Blaine snapped his head up. "Isn't that like the biggest social event of the performing arts season?" Blaine asked, jaw falling open in awe. Kurt nodded with a huge smile on his face. "Oh, Kurt! I'm so excited for you!"

Kurt laughed as Blaine started to hop up and down. "Blaine, you really need to stop that, you look ridiculous."

Blaine blushed deeply, stopping mid-jump. "I'm sorry, but this is huge! I know how much ballet means to you. You love it so much!"

"I do," Kurt answered. "Isabelle said I can bring along a couple of friends, so Rachel and Santana are going with me. This day has just been getting so much better as it goes on."

"Man, and now I've ruined it cause I don't have anything to make your day better," Blaine said as he pouted. He pulled on sweatpants before putting on a tank top over his head. "I'm sorry for breaking the streak in your amazing day."

"I wouldn't say that you didn't make my day any better," Kurt said as a blush rose to his cheeks. "I got a pretty nice show."

Blaine's eyes widened as he sat down on the bed and turning the laptop so he could see. "Well, in that cast, I'm happy to have given you the show. Doesn't your boyfriend do that for you?"

Kurt coughed awkwardly, shifting in his seat. "How's school?" Kurt asked changing the subject. "Apart from all the Cheerios stuff, how's New Directions? Getting ready for Regionals in two weeks?"

Blaine nodded. "It's funny you ask that. Today when we were in glee club, the lights just went out all over the school. The generators are out and there was like a short in a fuse or something. I can't remember. They don't know how long it'll be out."

Kurt cocked his head as he raised an eyebrow. "So you guys won't be in school until they fix it? Isn't that like bad, because I know how crazy Mr. Schue is? And I also know that he waits until last minute to rehearse. Aren't you guys worried?"

Blaine laughed. "Uh, Principal Figgins is still making us go to school." Kurt's expression was hilarious. "So we're having class in the dark. Mr. Schue is making us do unplugged songs."

Kurt nodded. "I guess that's not that bad. You should be good at that with being in the Warblers and you know…how you turned our song into an acoustic version."

Blaine smiled as Kurt looked at him with an affectionate expression. "Teenage Dream?" the younger boy asked.

"That is our song, isn't it?" Kurt asked softly, looking down before up through his lashes.

"It is," Blaine answered. He couldn't not notice how gorgeous Kurt looked like that. "I didn't think you liked that performance because of everything that happened that night. I even though that you forgot about it."

Kurt shook his head. "It's my favorite performance you've ever done. All the emotion showed through the lyrics and your voice. I've never seen you like that before. It may have been because of all the guilt you had, but I could tell and feel how much you loved me."

Blaine smiled brightly. "I…that night was so hard for me. I knew how happy you were that I was there, and I was so excited to see you, but behind everything I knew of the idiotic thing I did to you. I meant every lyric to that song. You are my teenage dream."

"Blaine," Kurt warned, but his voice betrayed him as did his smile. "I thought we weren't going to talk about stuff like that?"

Blaine shrugged. "You know how I feel. The question is how do you feel?"

Kurt looked at him for a long while, not saying anything for minutes. Finally he decided to speak, "you know that you mean a lot to me, Blaine."

"I know, Kurt." He bit his lip. "I know I promised that we wouldn't talk like this. I'm sorry."

"Don't," Kurt replied. "It's fine, really."

They looked at each other for another couple seconds. "I miss you," Blaine finally admitted. "These chats just don't do you justice."

Kurt smiled because yes, he was going home the next week, but he definitely wanted to keep it a secret. He had just got the tickets the day before. He wasn't just going to see Blaine; he also wanted to check up on his dad and the glee club. He couldn't wait to see the look on Blaine's face when he showed up.

"Soon," Kurt answered. "I told you that I could try and get time off to come back for Regionals. I'd love to see you and everyone else. I just don't know if I can swing it."

"Don't worry about it. I just miss you that's all. I know I tell you this every single time we talk and most people would say I'm pathetic, but I don't even care. I still won't let you go. You are mine forever."

Kurt's expression softened. "Why do you always have the capability to say things to make me swoon?" he joked with shining eyes. "I swear everything that comes out of your mouth is from a romantic novel."

"I can't help but express my feelings, and my feelings for you are strong."

"I know they are."

Blaine opened his mouth to respond, but his door opened. "Blaine, Honey, dinner is ready," his mom said as she popped her head into the room.

Blaine smiled up at her. "Mom, come here. Come say hi to Kurt."

She listened and soon she leaned into the frame to see Kurt. Kurt's face lit up as he waved to her. "Hi, Mrs. Anderson! Are you taking care of Blaine for me?"

His mom smiled as she waved back. "Hi, sweetheart. I'm doing my best with this one, but he's so unpredictable." They all laughed. "You need to come visit though. I miss you."

Kurt smiled fondly, looking down. "I miss you too! I'll come soon, I promise. I'll let you guys go, but make sure to watch out for my Blaine okay?"

Blaine knew that Kurt didn't notice that he said that, but he couldn't help the smile that spread across his face. He was Kurt's and that's all that mattered. His mother nodded. "I will. It's nice to see you again, dear."

"You too, Mrs. Anderson." He looked over to Blaine. "I'll talk to you later, Blaine. I wanna know what happens with you and Sue and everything else."

"I'll call you, promise," Blaine answered.

"Bye Blaine."

"Bye Kurt," Blaine waved before shutting his laptop. He noticed his mom smiling at him. "Stop looking at me like that, Mom."

"You are so funny when you talk to him. You love him so much and I can so obviously see it on your face." She paused at the door. "He loves you too, you know? I can see it on his face. He even called you his, Bee. He loves you and when he comes back, I can guarantee that the sparks will fly."

Blaine rolled his eyes and pushed her from his room. "Yeah, yeah," he said acting like it didn't mean everything to him to hear her say that, but it really did. "He still has a boyfriend."

"That boy's not you," his mom said as they walked down the stairs. No one is as good as my son, and Kurt knows that. Just you wait and see. I can promise you."

Blaine smiled. "I can only hope that he'd give me a chance when he visits. Now let's eat some dinner." The two entered the dining room and sat down with Blaine's dad. They didn't mention the Skype conversation at all, that Blaine was grateful for.

-1-

Blaine hid in his closet. Yeah, he may be a seventeen year old boy, but in his heart he was six. This was all part of his great plan to get Kurt to go see The Avengers with him. He was very hopeful, but when Kurt didn't want to do something, he did not do it, so Blaine was a little nervous. Graduation was coming, and Blaine just wanted to spend some time alone with his boyfriend who would be leaving soon for New York.

The door to his bedroom creaked open, and Blaine saw Kurt walk inside before shutting it. "Blaine?" he said looking around. Blaine knew that he probably decided that Blaine was in the bathroom when Kurt sat down on the side of the bed, his back to the closet. Perfect.

Pulling his mask down over his eyes, Blaine took a deep breath before bursting out of the closet, screaming, "Ah!"

Kurt fell off the bed with a terrified scream, moving so that he was pushed against the wall opposite Blaine. He took Blaine in, his chest rising and falling at a quick speed. "What the hell!"

Blaine grinned before jumping jump on the bed. "Hey, Babe," he greeted with a bright smile. "Did I scare you? You know who can save you? Kitten Boy." He stood on his bed with his hands on his hips, proudly showing off his costume that he had bought off eBay. It was a replica of Robin's costume, but he added some kitten ears.

Kurt looked up at his boyfriend in astonishment. "You…Why did you think it would be a good idea to show me your new costume by scaring the shit out of me?"

Blaine looked down and Kurt did not look amused. Uh-oh. This wasn't good at all. Kurt couldn't be mad. He sat down on his knees. "I'm sorry," he said quietly. "I didn't think you'd get so mad. I thought you'd think it was funny."

Kurt stood and brushed his shirt down. "Well it wasn't funny, but I forgive you because you're so cute. Is this for some role play thing?"

Blaine shook his head quickly. "No, but it can be." He wiggled his eyebrows, which he knew would look ridiculous because of his mask.

Kurt laughed then, loud enough to cover his mouth with his hand. "Oh, Blaine." He pulled Blaine's chin up so he could lean forward and press a peck to his lips. "Now, why the costume?"

"Because," Blaine began, taking Kurt's hand in his gloved ones. "You know what movie just came out?" Kurt shrugged. "The Avengers!"

Kurt raised an eyebrow. "Let me guess, you want me to go see it with you tonight? You thought that hiding in your closet and scaring me to death was a great plan that would end with me saying yes? A movie that is ten hours long of stuff that I could really go my entire life without seeing."

Blaine then knew that his plan had failed. Kurt didn't want to go see the movie, so they weren't going to go see the movie. Maybe Mike would go with him?

"Sorry," he said again. "It was a dumb plan that had failure written on it from the beginning. It's just that I've been waiting for this movie for so long, and I thought that you'd want to go with me because it's something I'm very passionate about. I love superheroes and everything that involves them. It's fine. We can do something else."

Kurt sat down next to him, pulling his leg beneath his body. He reached over to take a hold of Blaine's hands. "It did have failure written on it," he laughed, but kissed Blaine's lips when he pouted. "And I really don't know how you saw it working. When I get pissed off, you know that I stay pissed off."

Blaine nodded slowly. "Like two weeks ago when I got your sweater dirty because me and Mike thought it would be a good idea to go out and play football." Kurt nodded as he chuckled softly. "You didn't talk to me for a whole twenty hours."

"I was so angry at you, Blaine Anderson. That was my favorite sweater."

"And what did I do for you the next day to make up for me being a horrible boyfriend?" Blaine asked with a smile.

"You got me another sweater," Kurt answered. "An even better one that I love so much. You were lucky that time though. I'm not that easy all the time. You need to know that for future references if this between us goes as far as I think it will." Blaine grinned up at him. "I hold grudges."

"I know," Blaine said. "I'll never get you that made at me though. I love you too much."

Kurt sighed, looking away for a second. "Do you really want to see this movie? Like you have to see it or you'll die?"

Blaine nodded profusely. "I can't breathe unless I see it, Kurt. And I would really love to see it with my gorgeous boyfriend because he always has all these snarky comments that make the movie ten times better."

Kurt bit his lip, looking up into Blaine's eyes. "And if I get confused, you'll answer all my questions without getting aggravated. My dad and Finn do that a lot."

"I'd be happy to answer any and every question of yours." Blaine couldn't help from bouncing up and down. Kurt was actually thinking about doing this for him.

"If I get bored, will you allow me to steal a kiss or two?" Kurt asked and Blaine answered by leaning close and pressing a tender kiss to his boyfriend's nose. "As long as we sit in the back row, of course."

Blaine nodded. "So does this mean…?"

"You aren't wearing that, are you?" Kurt questioned as he glanced down at Blaine's costume.

"Of course not," Blaine said quickly, pulling his mask off over his head. "This superhero isn't even in it. Give me five minutes before I'm ready." Blaine ran into his closet, peeling off the tight costume and replacing it with jeans, a polo, and, of course, a bow tie.

When he walked out, Kurt was sitting on the bed with his phone in his hands. "Okay, if I knew that Robert Downey Jr. was in this, I would have said yes from the start." Blaine rolled his eyes. "Oh! Who's the blond? Thor? He's pretty hot too." He glanced up at Blaine. "All these guys are pretty good looking."

"Maybe we shouldn't go see it," Blaine said with a smile. "You might not be able to make it with all the good looking superheroes in tight clothes and all that."

"Shut up," Kurt instructed as he stood and crossed the room to meet Blaine at the door. "It's only you and you know that. You did look quite nice in those tights now that you mentioned it."

Blaine's grin widened if possible. "I knew you were checking me out," he gloated.

"Oh shush," Kurt said. He reached out to lace his fingers through Blaine's, pulling him from the room. They continued down the stairs as their banter continued. Blaine knew that the night was going to be a great night.

Kurt was ready to get back to Blaine's house. The movie wasn't as bad as he thought it was going to be, but see all the sexy guys in their costumes kept bringing the image of Blaine from earlier. They hadn't been intimate in a week or so, and Kurt missed his boyfriend. It didn't help it when Blaine wrapped his arm around Kurt's shoulder and pulled him closer so they could snuggle. Kurt also was ready to blow off the movie whenever Blaine would lean closer to tell him something that made the movie make more sense. Doing that, Blaine would pull Kurt's chin over and kiss him passionately each and every time. Kurt's heart was going to explode. And hearing Blaine tell him how much it meant to him that Kurt came to see it…Kurt was ready to show Blaine just how much he cared.

The movie dragged on, and finally it was over. Blaine was grinning like a mad man, taking Kurt's hand and leading them out of the theater. It was a Saturday night, so the place was pretty busy. Kurt was a little nervous that some idiot would say something to them, or call them names, but it never came. Kurt was so grateful for that. He didn't want to ruin the mood. They got to Kurt's car eventually, and Blaine hopped in the driver's seat as usual.

"So," Blaine said as he backed out of the parking spot. "Did you like the movie? I tried to explain everything as best as I could. The last thing I wanted you to be was bored."

"I wasn't bored, Blaine," Kurt insisted truthfully. "It's not my favorite type of movie, but it was okay. The actors were nice to look at, and knowing that you loved it so much made it fine."

Blaine smiled brilliantly, reaching over to take Kurt's hand with one of his own. "You are the best boyfriend in the entire world."

"Tell me something I don't know," Kurt joked lightly. "So…what are your parents' plans for tonight? Are they coming back, or staying in Indy?"

"They are staying," Blaine informed, glancing over at him. "What are your plans for the evening?"

"I don't know. I was planning on going to my boyfriend's house and seeing if I could get him to put on that superhero costume again. We could maybe see where that leads us?"

Blaine giggled, but nodded quickly. "I think that sounds perfect actually. I feel like saving somebody's life tonight. Do you know a damsel in distress?"

Kurt laughed. "Maybe not a damsel, but I can see what we can do about that."

Kurt watched Blaine as he drove, admiring his sexy boyfriend. He could never get over the fact of how lucky he was to have gotten him. Blaine was so out of his league from the start. "What are you thinking about?" Blaine asked as he turned to glance at Kurt. "I can practically hear your brain working."

"How lucky I am to have you in my life," Kurt answered honestly. "I'll never understand why you gave me a chance."

"Because I love you, Kurt," Blaine said, gripping Kurt's hand tightly. "I love you so much, even back then. I knew that you were it for me. You were what makes me happy. You are what I look forward to every day when I get up. It's always been you, and you are all it will ever be for me."

"If I asked you right now to marry me, what would you say?" Kurt asked quietly, a little curious.

"I'd say, 'where's the chapel,'" Blaine answered without hesitation. Kurt laughed quietly, looking up to him. "I'm serious though. I'd do anything for you. I'd love to marry you, and I know that we will eventually. Are you asking me?"

"God no," Kurt said looking out the window. "It will definitely be more romantic than in a car ride home, Blaine. I wouldn't mind if you asked me either." He shot Blaine a look, his cheeks turning pink. "Just saying, but it definitely needs to wait until after you've graduated and are in New York with me."

"How about at my graduation?" Blaine asked. "I'll just get down on my knee on stage and propose to the love of my life. That'll be romantic."

Kurt rolled his eyes, sitting back. "Can't wait."

The rest of the car ride was spent in a comfortable silence, Blaine squeezing Kurt's hand every so often. Kurt couldn't be happier when the car pulled up to Blaine's house. As always, Blaine ran across the car to open Kurt's door, placing a swift kiss to his boyfriend's cheek.

"Thank you," Kurt said as he intertwined his fingers with Blaine's. They walked up the sidewalk to the deserted house. Once in Blaine's room, Kurt shut the door and pushed Blaine back against it. "I love you."

Blaine's eyes sparkled as he brought his arms up to wrap around Kurt's shoulders. "I love you too." Kurt looked into Blaine's eyes, leaning forward slowly to place a tender kiss to Blaine's lips. "Kurt," Blaine whined when the older boy pulled away.

"I'm pretty sure you promised to put that costume on for me," Kurt smirked as he lay down on the bed. "Go."

Blaine was gone in a flash and Kurt smiled. He loved it when they did things like this. He loved being close to Blaine in ways that he was with no one else. He waited and waited until he finally heard Blaine speak. "You look like you need some help, random citizen. Is there anything Kittenboy can do?"

Kurt giggled as he sat up. Blaine stood in front of his closet, hands on his hips. This was his boyfriend. "Actually yes," Kurt spoke moving to the end of the bed. "It would really be helpful if you could help me get out of these clothes. I just can't seem to get them off myself."

"Why of course I'll help, but you must know that I do have a boyfriend," he said quietly, taking a few steps closer. "And I love him to the end of the world and back."

"You're just helping me," Kurt flirted, batting his eyelashes. "That's what superheroes do, right?"

"Of course! We help people!"

Kurt smirked untying his shoes. "These hurt, they need to come off." Blaine jumped forward pulling the boots off Kurt's legs before carefully setting them down on the floor. When he was free of them, Kurt leaned back on his elbows. "These pants are so tight that they are cutting off my circulation. Kittenboy, help me?"

The younger boy jumped, leaning on the bed undoing Kurt's button and zipper. His eyes flickered up to Kurt. "Sir, do you not have underwear on?"

"These pants are just so tight, Kittenboy," Kurt explained. "You have to understand that they just wouldn't fit."

The hero nodded his head, carefully peeling off the painted on jeans. Once they were off, Kittenboy ran his hands up Kurt's strong legs, stopping to look at Kurt's very obviously hard member. Kurt smiled when the boy licked his lips. "My shirt, Kittenboy?"

The boy jumped, pulling Kurt up in a sitting position. He easily pulled both his shirt and undershirt off in one go. Then Kurt was naked. "Is there anything else I can help you with?"

"I must kiss my savior," Kurt whispered as he leaned forward to kiss Blaine's lips, wasting no more time as he pushed his tongue through Blaine's parted lips, but the boy pulled away.

"I have a boyfriend," he whispered halfheartedly, his hands running down Kurt's bare side.

"What he doesn't know won't kill him," Kurt murmured. He reached up to push the mask off Blaine's face. "Besides I'm painfully hard and I need your help."

Blaine grinned before tossing his leg over Kurt's thighs, straddling his lap. "Let me take care of you? Please Kurt?"

"You've been watching me, haven't you? That's how you know my name?" Blaine nodded as he started the place hot, wet kisses against Kurt's neck. "Blaine."

"You've been spying on me too," Blaine smirked as he pulled away. "That's how you know my secret identity."

"Enough of this," Kurt instructed, pulling Blaine down towards him. "You aren't naked and I need you naked." Blaine caught his lips in a hot, sloppy kiss before Kurt turned them over. "Are you ready for the time of your life?"

Blaine grinned up at him, leaning up to catch Kurt's lips. "I'm so ready for it," he murmured before Kurt started tearing his clothes off, careful not to harm them. Kurt couldn't believe he was able to do all of this whenever he wanted. Blaine looked up at his boyfriend, and Kurt breath was taken away. He was so beautiful like this and no one but him was ever going to see him like this. Kurt had him for the rest of his life, and quite frankly, he couldn't wait for their future together. He leaned down to kiss Blaine's lips as if it sealed their fate together indefinitely.

A/N: Hi guys! Another chapter down. I have realized that I only have two more chapters until the end of the season! It's so very sad because I love to write all of this! Uh, this episode was eh. I'm not enjoying these and it may be because the lack of Blaine. I was so pumped for the huge story line with Blaine and Beck and Nightbird, but they cut it all out. I was going to write it, but I decided it was best to not do it for future chapters. You guys just got Blaine and orange shirt guy and cute Klaine!

Thursday is so close I can like taste it! I'm freaking out! The promo was amazing and everything. The best thing is that Thursday, as I have explained before, is my birthday! Yay! I'm so excited to be 18! It's about time. But it just makes the day even better! I get some Klaine-y goodness. It just seems to be dragging on. I'm also excited for the Artie story line! YAY! About time!

So something exciting has happened since the last time I updated. For those of you already know, our Darebear is going on tour this summer. I threatened my mother while I was at school on Wednesday to purchase my presale tickets for the Indy show. I was so nervous and I got home and she's the bestest mommy in the world cause I now have two tickets to go to see my future husband with my sissy! I'm just so happy! But I do know that the tickets were almost impossible to buy on Saturday because of all the scalpers, and a lot of fans don't live in the US, so a lot of you aren't able to go. I will not brag about it. I just wanted you guys to know! Oh and Adventures in Wonderland is the worst excuse for a VIP package website I've ever seen! I'm not going into it, but I said a few choice words to the runner on Twitter. How about you get a better website so it doesn't crash? Sounds good!

On Saturday, I decided to go get my second tattoo! Yay! It is Klaine inspired plus a little bit of my personal life. I love I so much and I want to share it with you guys. If you go to my Twitter or Instagram(my name is Chelseabug2013 and it's the first post on both for right now.) it's on there! Go please?! :) I really want you guys to see it. It hurt like heck but it's perfect. I don't know how to do links because they don't work for me. :(

I don't really have anything else to say in this. Just that I'm going to be busy. Work-wed, birthday-thurs, work-fri, birthday party-Sat, and Sunday is the only day I have off then I got school. I'm not sure about when I'll have Wonder-ful uploaded. I want to do it justice and everything, so I can already guarentee that it'll be long. I'll try and get it uploaded by All or Nothing, but no promises. Be patient with me!?

I would love for you all to review and comment! Tell me what you thought of this? Tell me if you are going to Darren's concert or not. I'd love to hear from you all! SPEAK! ;) Maybe as a birthday present to me? Yeah I'm pulling out all the stops to hear from you guys!

Shout Outs to some awesome people! Harrypotterfan2011, Guest, Penelope Elizabeth Anne Snape, gleekin2013, Fettkat, Nightingale63, herecomethefireworks, JulieG24, Sally B. Mcgill, XxDreams of a Violet RosexX, and Little Miss Thalia Grace. Thank you for the comments and favorites. Keep it up?! Please?

Final Note: Darren looked extra scrumptious on the Today show today! God he's gorgeous!

Final Note Squared: I might not be able to survive Thursday if I get some Klaine! We've done our waiting!

-Chelsea-