Blaine felt guilty. After Kurt had handed him those flowers in the hallway, he'd wanted to kiss Kurt so badly. But because of who they were and where they were, they couldn't – their movements were restricted. It made him so mad that he couldn't even walk down the hallway hand-in-hand with his boyfriend. It just wasn't fair!

Little did he know that Kurt was feeling the same way. Although Blaine gave fantastic hugs, that one in the hallway had tasted of regret. Both had wanted to kiss, Kurt was sure, but McKinley High politics left them unable to do so. It just wasn't fair! They'd both been through so much to get to where they were. Yet they couldn't even hold hands without being called disgusting names or threatened with bodily harm.

Each conspired to do something for the other, to make up for what had happened when Kurt had been being big about essentially giving the role of Tony to Blaine. When they were finally ready, they called each other up one night.

"Blaine, can you come over?" asked Kurt.

"Actually, I was just calling to see if you could come over," Blaine replied.

They both chuckled. "How about we meet halfway? Say, the park?" suggested Kurt.

"Sounds good, I'll be there," said Blaine eagerly.

The pair hung up and each dashed for their cars. It wasn't long before they reached the deserted park. Suddenly shy, they tentatively opened their car doors, just standing there looking at each other. Then, at the same time, they crossed the distance separating them and tightly wrapped their arms around each other.

"I've missed you," Kurt murmured in Blaine's ear.

"I've missed you too," he admitted. "Aren't we silly? We've only been separated for a few hours."

"A few hours away from you feels like a few days to me," said Kurt, a blush instantly dusting his cheeks and causing him to bury his head in Blaine's chest.

Blaine just laughed good-naturedly. "No need to get embarrassed, Kurt. I feel exactly the same way."

"You do?" Kurt looked up hopefully.

"When you were in New York last year," said Blaine slowly, "I thought I'd go crazy with missing you. Didn't you ever wonder why I chose to say 'I love you' then, rather than some other time? It was because I could no longer imagine my life without you in it, and I wanted you to know how I felt."

Desperate for contact with his boyfriend, Kurt crushed their lips together hungrily. "I love you too," he mumbled, "So damn much."

Blaine smiled into the kiss and tightened his hold on Kurt's waist. "I love you more," he whispered.

"I love you most," Kurt declared. A moment later they burst into laughter. "Did we just quote Tangled?" he asked through his peals of laughter.

"I believe we did," said Blaine, smiling gaily at his boyfriend. Once they'd recovered, he pulled Kurt back into his arms and whispered into his chest, "Now, why did you want to see me tonight?"

Pulling away, Kurt made his way back to his car where he produced a basket with a flourish. "I thought we could have a midnight picnic," he explained. What Kurt hadn't counted on was Blaine starting to laugh hysterically again, to the point of rolling around on the ground and clutching his sides. "And what, pray tell, is so amusing?" he asked, starting to get annoyed.

Blaine immediately calmed down at hearing Kurt's tone. "I'm sorry, I don't mean to laugh. It's just …" Here, he made his way over to his car and took out a basket of his own. "I had the same idea!"

Now Kurt was the one to start laughing hysterically. Though, granted, he recovered a lot sooner than Blaine had or would have. "Well, you know what they say: great minds think alike."

"I like your way of thinking," Blaine replied instantly.

"Cheese ball," Kurt stated smugly.

"You love it," Blaine countered.

All Kurt could offer was a serene smile. He wasn't about to give in and admit that he actually adored Blaine's cheesy lines. "Shall we?" he asked, nodding his head to indicate that they should sit down. Taking Blaine's proffered arm, they walked to a grassy knoll where they set down their baskets and each withdrew a blanket to sit on. Once that was done, they began to take out the various items in their individual baskets.

"How did you get your dad to agree to this?" asked Blaine.

"It's Friday – I can sleep in tomorrow. Plus, I'm on top of my schoolwork, so he doesn't have to worry about my grades slipping if I spend just one night out with my boyfriend."

"Good to hear," said Blaine, leaning over to plant a quick kiss on Kurt's cheek.

Blushing, and ducking his head in an adorable manner, Kurt quickly recovered by saying, "What about you? You obviously had something planned for me, the same as I did for you. How did you get your parents to agree?"

"I didn't," Blaine admitted freely. "They don't care what I do, as long as it's nothing that would bring shame on the family name. So, I just left to meet you."

Kurt leaned over to give Blaine a sweet and chaste kiss. "I love you," he murmured softly.

Blaine just smiled in response. "So … can I ask what brought this on? Not that I don't appreciate the gesture …"

"I wanted to make up for not being able to kiss you in the hall today," Kurt whispered.

"Funny," said Blaine, smiling sadly at him, "That was my intention as well."

"We make quite a pair, don't we?" asked Kurt in wonder.

"That we do," said Blaine agreeably. "And, Kurt – I don't mind if we're not able to kiss in public. I understand – I really do. I knew what I was signing up for when I transferred, and I am more than willing to sacrifice a few kisses for the chance to spend more time with you."

Kurt was floored at the utter sincerity and devotion in Blaine's eyes and voice. "God, I love you," he whispered, before tackling Blaine and wrestling him to the ground. Not even caring about his hair or the state of his clothes, he hovered over Blaine's body, peppering him with kisses. "You are amazing, and I don't know what I would ever do without you."

"To be frank, I don't know what I'd do without you either, Kurt," Blaine replied, his hands helping Kurt to balance over him. "Come here, you," he said, bringing Kurt down to his level and turning them so that they were cuddled together. "I love you," he whispered, pressing a kiss to the base of Kurt's neck. Feeling him shiver, Blaine tightened his hold as he felt sleep beginning to take him.

The two boys stayed that way all night, safe in each other's arms. They knew that they would have to face reality in the morning, but for that one moment in time, it was just them – and no one was going to break them apart, not ever.