Author's Note: The moment we've all been waiting for. Don't own glee, though I wish I did.

Chapter 9: There is a moment…

(KPOV)

As I was getting ready to head over to Blaine's house, I couldn't help but re-read the text message conversation from the previous night. Why did Blaine want me to meet him at his place? I mean I had been there before for dinner, and that was definitely an awkward evening, but we usually hung out at the Lima Bean or in the Choir Room.

I mean his house was huge, with so many rooms and interesting architecture, but it was not somewhere we chose to hang out. So why did he choose there to meet? I guess I'll figure out soon enough.

(BPOV)

It was officially 8:55; Kurt would be showing up soon. I had been pacing in the living room for the past 10 minutes. I kept reviewing what I was going to say. Making sure I had every single syllable down by heart. I had to make sure it was perfect. I had already run to the family room twice to make sure I had left the right sheet music on the Piano.

As I saw the clock slowly move towards 9, fear began to spread throughout my body. I had spent all this time thinking about what I was going to do once I told Kurt, but what happened if he didn't feel the same way? What if Kurt was put off by his forwardness? What if he laughed at me? I was about to text Kurt to tell him that something had come up when the doorbell rang. I guess it is now or never.

As I opened the door, I couldn't help but stare. Kurt was in the most amazing outfit, it accentuated the best parts of his body. When I looked into Kurt's eyes I was immediately wondered how I didn't notice these feelings the second I looked into those beautiful eyes for the first time.

I finally found words. "Hey Kurt, thanks for coming," I was desperately hoping you couldn't hear the nerves in my voice. I didn't want to tip him off early.

"No problem, so what's on the agenda?"

"Follow me to the family room and we can talk." I immediately grabbed his hand and pulled him in the direction of the room in my house with the piano. As we entered I put him on top of the couch. I didn't want to make it too awkward so I decided to sit on the piano bench but face him.

"You said you had a song for us," he said, breaking the silence between us, "do tell."

"So it's 'Candles' by Hey Monday."

"I'm impressed, no Katy Perry of P!nk" he said jokingly, but his face suddenly turned serious. "Why did you choose that song for us to sing together? I mean it's a lot more emotional than we usually sing."

Slowly I stood up and made my way to the couch. I took Kurt's hand in both of mine. If I thought I had butterflies in my stomach that was nothing compared to the swarm that took residence in there now.

"Kurt, there is a moment when you say to yourself 'Oh, there you are. I've been looking for you forever." I squeezed his hands, refusing to look up but continuing on. "Watching you do 'Blackbird' this week…that was a moment for me. About you. You moved me, Kurt, and this duet would just be an excuse to spend more time with you."

As soon as I finished, I decided to take the ultimate risk. I leaned forward, closed my eyes and kissed him. The second our lips touched, electricity was shot through my body. At first, I could tell he was surprised, but then he kissed me back with just as much force. The way our lips moved together, it was as if we truly were meant for each other. Finally, I pulled back. I didn't want to push too far. I looked into his eyes and saw the same joy that I was sure was reflected in mine.

I was flustered, and I could tell he was as well. "We should practice" was all I was able to get out.

He then replied "I thought we were." I took that as an opportunity to go back in with even more passion this time.

Electricity shot through me again and this time there was a different fire between us. I let my tongue taste his lower lip. It was the most delicious thing I ever tasted. I slowly let my tongue enter his mouth and allow those too to move together as one. Slowly we began to lie on top of the couch, with me on top of him. I could feel the warmth of his body touching mine. His hands were going under my shirt, feeling his way up and down my back. I moved my hands from near his neck into his hair. A small moan escaped my lips. This was better than I could've ever imagined. Our bodies truly worked well together, they moved as one.

After a long time, I started to realize that this was getting too hot for me. I wanted more but I didn't want to go that far right away. I slowly lifted my head and pulled away from him without actually getting off his body. I looked him in the eyes and slowly moved my hands through his hair once more.

"You know, if you weren't such a great kisser, I would be killing you right now for messing my hair." He joked and suddenly we were both laughing with such a joy that it made the moment that much better. I slowly sat up and we repositioned each other.

"So I know we just had a…great make out session, but I do have to ask you something. Do you want to be my boyfriend?"

"Mr. Anderson, I would be honored to be able to call you my Boyfriend." With that we wrapped our arms around each other and found ourselves lying down again. This time it wasn't filled with fiery passion. This was more in a way of celebrating the way our bodies seemed to fit together. I was happy to be able to lie in his arms. I never wanted to let go of him. And now it seemed I would never have to.

Author's Note: I liked this chapter. Let me know if I got the…um, details of everything right. Let's just say I don't have much experience in that field. Please Review.