The day of Kurt's nineteenth birthday dawned early for Blaine.
He had so much planned for today.
Blaine headed downstairs sleepily "Hi, mama."
"Good morning, Blainey," Pam greeted him, putting some food down on the table for herself.
Blaine headed to the coffee maker and fixed himself a cup.
"You've got to be at the Hummels in a half hour," Pam warned him as he sat down.
"I know," Blaine said, inhaling the scent of the coffee and taking a sip. "I've just got to wake up more so I don't end up falling asleep there. It's happened before."
Blaine headed back upstairs and got dressed in record time, It really helped having Kurt lay out what he wanted Blaine to wear.
He fixed his hair and headed out to his car.
Blaine made it to the Hummels before Kurt woke up.
Burt ushered Blaine inside with a yawn.
Blaine rushed up the stairs to Kurt's room. He locked the door, having left this part out of his plans to his mom and Burt.
Blaine crawled under Kurt's covers cuddling close to him and leaving kisses all over Kurt's face. When Kurt started waking up he went lower, down Kurt's neck and chest, rucking up Kurt's shirt.
"Mmm, what are you doing here, baby?" Kurt asked sleepily as he ran his hair through Blaine's slightly gelled hair.
"Waking up the birthday boy," Blaine replied with a smile. "I thought it would take a little more to wake you up though."
"A little more?" Kurt raised his eyebrow. "What exactly were you planning?"
"Maybe tonight," Blaine grinned, not telling him.
"It's time to get up, amour," Blaine informed Kurt. "We've got plans."
"Do we?" Kurt asked interested.
"I thought we could go to that breakfast restaurant halfway between Lima and Westerville we use to go to when Dalton had a late start," Blaine explained. "And then we've got a community theater production of Sound of Music in Westerville."
"I have a surprise party planned don't I?" Kurt asked suspiciously.
"Yes," Blaine admitted. "But Rachel said she'd make sure it goes well until we get there."
"When did Rachel get back?" Kurt asked.
"Surprise?" Blaine sighed.
"Face it, baby. I know you too well," Kurt teased.
"Well, okay. What do you want to do today?" Blaine pretended to be sad.
"I'd like to stay in bed with you a little longer," Kurt smiled. "We can eat breakfast after the theater production?"
Blaine nodded.
With that, Kurt flipped them over and captured Blaine's lips in a deep lingering kiss.
"Surprise!" All their friends yelled as Kurt came through the door.
Kurt mimicked surprise.
"Blaine! You told him!" Rachel accused.
"I guessed, actually," Kurt laughed as Mercedes took his arm and led him away.
"So how did New York go?" Blaine asked curiously. "What happened with NYADA?"
"Well I did get in!" Rachel grinned. "They wouldn't tell me what caused the two letters though."
"That's good," Blaine smiled. He had an idea of what happened, but he'd never tell Rachel.
"I checked out the dorm I'm going to live in. I don't know how I'm going to be able to fully express myself in such a small room," Rachel complained. "Are you sure I can't come live with you two?"
"I'm sure you'll get used to it, Rachel," Blaine reassured her. "But Kurt and I have been waiting to live with each other for two years, and I don't think a roommate would give us that."
"Have you found a place, yet?" Rachel asked. "Maybe I could move into the same building. I'm sure my dads would pay for it."
"My mom actually bought a place for me when I was ten," Blaine said guiltily. "Kurt and I got a pick of two."
"Look at the two spoiled ass hobbits," Santana commented. "Talking about how their parents are paying for them to go play actor in New York."
"Didn't your mom give you your entire college fund to do whatever you wanted with?" Blaine asked, unimpressed. "And my mom isn't paying for everything. Kurt and I have been saving up all year. We didn't plan on her paying for anything."
"That doesn't change that you're spoiled," Santana commented. "So what do you get Hummel, if it's not kinky shit, for his birthday?"
"A normal present?" Blaine said rolling his eyes. "The world doesn't revolve around sex for us."
Blaine failed to mention that he had planned on giving Kurt a massage with a hopeful happy ending. Although if he'd said that outloud Santana might actually assume that it would end in sex.
Blaine was hoping more for Kurt using his body as a canvas to paint. He'd even gone to a shop in West Lima to buy body paint.
Puck walked by with a case of alcohol. Blaine followed him,frustrated.
"Didn't I say no alcohol?" Blaine asked. Nothing good could come of this.
"Yeah, but that was stupid," Puck told him. "It's a party."
"Let's play Truth or Dare!" a drunk Rachel declared to the party.
"I don't think that's a good idea," Blaine suggested. "How about we open presents?"
"Oh! Presents!" Kurt clapped his hands in excitement.
"Truth or Dare first! I wanna know the deets," Santana insisted.
The group gathered around in the circle for Truth or Dare.
"I guess we could play first," Kurt laughed at how drunk their friends were.
Kurt and Blaine took their spots.
The first few turns were fairly tame until the bottle landed on Kurt.
"Truth," Kurt said, thinking that would be easier.
"You really don't have sex?" Tina asked.
"No," Kurt replied, knowing that the question was phrased so his response wasn't clear. Especially since most of their friends had lost their reasoning skills.
It was Kurt's turn to ask. He spins the bottle and landed on Blaine.
"Truth" Blaine grinned. There was very little Kurt didn't know about him, so it would be easy.
"Oh that's not fair," someone piped up.
"What did you plan to do before I woke up this morning, baby?" Kurt asked curiously.
Blaine leaned in and whispered in Kurt's ear. Kurt's eyes widening happily.
"Baby, you don't need to do that for me." Kurt reassured him.
"What did the lobster say?" Brittany asked.
"Not your turn," Kurt grinned.
Blaine spun the bottle and asked Mercedes something.
It seemed like everyone kept trying to spin Kurt or Blaine.
Finally the bottle landed on Blaine. Unfortunately Santana had spun.
"Dare, Blaine," Kurt commanded.
"Dare," Blaine said, following Kurt's direction.
"I dare you to reenact how you woke Kurt up this morning."
"No. That's private," Blaine denied her request.
"Then you have to do truth," Santana grinned in delight. "What did you want to do before Kurt woke up this morning?"
"I'm not playing this game anymore," Blaine decided. "You can't make me tell you our intimate moments! All of you are already too invasive in our relationship."
"Dude, it's just weird. Two dudes not wanting to have sex," Puck commented.
"It's not weird!" Blaine insisted before storming off.
"Puck. It be like me telling you, you were weird for liking to have sex with girls," Kurt explained before following Blaine out of the room.
He found Blaine face down on his bed.
"It's okay, baby. They're just ignorant," Kurt soothed him, rubbing his back.
"I'm sorry, Kurt. I shouldn't have made a scene, it's your birthday," Blaine apologized, turning over to see Kurt.
"Don't be sorry. I'm proud of you for sticking up for us," Kurt continued soothingly. "I'm surprised you didn't blow up sooner."
"Do you think I need to apologize?" Blaine asked.
"I'm pretty sure most of them are drunk enough to forget it happened," Kurt promised.
"I'm sorry they got drunk, Kurt. I said no alcohol."
"With this group? I'm surprised that there isn't more," Kurt sighed, rolling his eyes at their friends.
"The cake was beautiful, Blaine," Kurt said, taking another bite. "And it's just as delicious as yesterday."
"Should you really be eating cheesecake for breakfast?" Blaine grinned as he picked up some of the mess from the party. His hair was a soft green and his arms held all the words Kurt felt when he thought of Blaine.
"I intend to finish this cake before we move, baby," Kurt smiled. "And we only have a few days left."
"Do you want to just pack up your presents and open them in New York?" Blaine wondered. "Since everyone snuck off or passed out before we could get to them."
"Let's just open them now and tell everyone they were here to see," Kurt laughed.
"We could. They're your presents," Blaine said seriously.
Kurt smiled at Blaine then ran into the living room to open them.
From Rachel he got a guide to New York.
"Oh!" Kurt grinned wickedly at his present from Santana and Brittany "Any desire for some wax play, baby?"
Blaine's eyes widened. "That could be interesting, amour."
"Oh even more fun," Kurt smiled. "Massage oils from Mercedes."
"Too bad we didn't have those last night," Blaine mused. "They smell really good.
Tina, Mike, Artie, and Quinn bought Kurt gift cards for places in New York to help save on moving. Puck had thought similarly, but instead got him a gift card to a sex store in New York.
"I think all of these gift cards are going to be useful," Kurt said, looking pleased.
"Sam bought me two tickets to NYC Comic Con," Kurt snickered. "Clearly he was thinking of you."
"Tickets to Comic Con?!" Blaine asked. "Can we go, amour? Please?"
"We'll have to see what we're doing that weekend, baby," Kurt teased.
"Finn got me an NYU sweater," Kurt said. "Well, I think he got you a NYU sweater." Kurt held it up against Blaine in confirmation. "Finn obviously doesn't know my size or assumes I'm a small."
It was finally the day they were moving to New York.
They packed the truck and car up the night before, so all they had to do was say their goodbyes.
Burt and Finn were going in the truck, so they'd say goodbye in New York.
But Carole, Pam, and their friends were another story.
"Promise me you'll come visit us and get us tickets to your New York shows," Kurt said, hugging Mercedes close.
"You know I will, boo," Mercedes reassured him. "You and Blaine better take care of yourselves."
Sam had a hard hold on Blaine. "You're still going to call when our favorite fics update right?"
"You'll be on speed dial," Blaine smiled as Sam released him.
Tina threw herself at Blaine. "I expect to be invited to your opening nights."
"I promise, Tina," Blaine reassured her.
"I'm going to miss you so much, Blainey days." Tina sighed. "I know we didn't spend as much time together as we could have, but you're a good friend."
"So are you," Blaine grinned.
"You were such a lifesaver, last year. I don't know if I ever told you that," Sam told Kurt. "I'm glad there are people around like you.
Quinn hugged Blaine tight. "You go get them, Blaine. And don't let that city consume you."
Blaine kissed her cheek. "Remember New York is just a train ride away."
"I'll have to come visit when we're both settled," Quinn smiled.
"Okay, it's my turn now," Pam demanded, hugging Blaine tightly. "My little boy is all grown up and off to go live with his boyfriend." Pam pushed away the tears. "I'll come visit you every time I'm near New York. Okay, Blainey?"
"Thanks for being such an amazing stepmom," Kurt beamed, hugging Carole tight.
"I expect phone calls, Kurt. And not just when you're calling your dad," Carole requested.
"Of course," Kurt agreed.
Blaine and Kurt gasped at their first sight of Manhattan.
"It's perfect."
A/N: So that's the end of Ace and his King Part 2: Ace of Hearts, King of Diamonds.
I've only written 10,000 words of the Threequel. If there's anything you'd like to see, just leave a review or go to my askbox on tumblr. And maybe it'll end up in it.