Love in the Air
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Chapter 14:
December 31st 2018:
Standing there in the main hallway, not ten feet in front of Kurt was none other than Blaine Anderson. The curly haired man looked dashing in a pair of well fitted jeans, a black vest over a grey shirt and blue bow tie around his neck. Blaine took a step forward and held out his hands, a goofy smile on his face, "Surprise!"
Kurt literally stood there frozen just staring at Blaine with his jaw open, after a few seconds he managed to gain some control over his body and in five quick steps he flung himself into Blaine's arms.
The pilot had to take a step back to avoid toppling over but Blaine held onto Kurt as tight as he could. Six days was a long time to be away from each other but Kurt still fit perfectly in his arms.
"You're here" Kurt whispered in awe, his nose brushing against Blaine's cheek.
"Yeah" Blaine chuckled inhaling the sweet scent of Kurt.
"In NewYork! In my apartment! Wait…" Kurt kept his arms around Blaine but moved back slightly so he could see Blaine's face, "Why are you in my apartment?"
Blaine let out a chuckle and leaned forward to quickly kiss Kurt, "Santana told me where the spare key was."
Okay, that made sense but it still didn't clear up some of the confusion in Kurt's mind, "Okay, but Jeff said that you couldn't get a flight to New York" Blaine pursed his lips and waited for Kurt to make the connection. Sure enough Kurt's blue eyes lit up, "That sneaky bastard lied to me!"
Blaine laughed, "That he did, he texted me freaking out because you and Santana saw him at the airport and he had to lie and say that I couldn't find a flight but I was actually just about to board one."
"Which is why you couldn't text me and said you had a flight." Kurt stated simply and rested his head on Blaine's shoulder because now it all made sense. "You really weren't kidding about wanting to surprise me were you?"
Blaine shook his head and pressed his lips to Kurt's temple, "No, I wasn't. The opportunity was presented so I thought, what the hell, and I went with it. This isn't too much is it? I mean- I don't want you think I'm some stalker and I can't go a few days without seeing you, it's just-"
Kurt rolled his eyes at Blaine's rambling and caught his lips in a heated kiss to make him shut up. "It's perfect, you're prefect." Kurt pulled back slightly so he could look into Blaine's eyes and finally say what he had been wanting to since Blaine walked away from him at the Columbus airport.
"I love you Blaine."
Blaine's eyes widened before the biggest smiled spread across his face, "I love you too Kurt"
That was all Kurt needed to hear before he was desperately kissing Blaine. There was a hurricane of emotions put into the one kiss, the longing, the sadness and the excitement because this was real. Kurt was really standing in his apartment, on New Year 's Eve making out with his hot pilot boyfriend who loved him.
If Kurt's attention wasn't otherwise occupied he would have pinched himself to make sure it wasn't a dream.
Blaine had undone the first two buttons on Kurt's shirt, his vest already discarded on the floor when Kurt grabbed his hand and twined their fingers together. "As much as I want to continue this, and I really do, I've just spent ten hours working and I'm starving."
Blaine sighed and he knew Kurt was right. "Okay," he pressed one last kiss to Kurt's lips, "what do you want to eat?"
Kurt bit his bottom lip for a second as he thought. "Why don't we order a pizza and we can just cuddle on the couch, eat our pizza and watch the cheesy New Year's Eve specials on TV?"
"I like this plan, but after midnight…." Blaine trailed off searching Kurt's reaction to see if he was totally over stepping or not.
"After midnight?" Kurt raised an eyebrow and gave Blaine a coy smile, "What could we possibly do in an empty apartment on New Year's eve after midnight?"
Blaine took a step forward and grabbed Kurt's hips so they were pressed together, "I have a few ideas" Blaine breathed into Kurt's ear and gave his earlobe a quick nip.
It literally took all of Kurt's concentration and the fact that he was starving to keep him from just dragging Blaine into his bedroom right then.
"Later." Kurt promised, kissing Blaine once before he pressed his hand to Blaine's chest and pushed the other man back, "Right now we are going to order some pizza."
"God, none of these new artists have talent. I swear, the music industry has really gone downhill since we were teenagers." Kurt complained as he motioned towards the girl who was on the TV screen.
Blaine laughed at Kurt's comment and leaned back to kiss his cheek. Kurt was sitting lengthwise on the couch, his back resting on an armrest. Blaine was seated between Kurt's legs resting against his chest. "Okay, since none of these artists have talent, who in your opinion does?"
Kurt took a bite of his pizza and chewed slowly as he thought, "A current artist or one from the past?"
"Anyone. Who in your opinion is the most talented?"
"Well from our generation, Adele, Mumford and Son's, Lady Gaga." Kurt trailed off.
Blaine abruptly turned around, "Lady Gaga? Seriously Kurt? Lady Gaga? The women that arrived to the Grammy's in an egg?"
Kurt narrowed his eyes, "yes, Lady Gaga. She is very talented, our glee club performed her song 'Born this Way' we all made shirts with something that we are born with, she was kind of my role model as a teenager. She embraced the fact that she was different and didn't let anyone's opinions of her change who she was."
Blaine leaned back so he could press his lips to Kurt's, "I love you" he said, his eyes filled with so much emotion. Of course he knew what Kurt was referring to, they had both shared their bullying stories and it was something that only brought them closer.
Kurt pursed his lips, "I love you too. Since you don't think Lady Gaga has talent, who does?"
Blaine turned back around so he was facing the TV, "Who has talent?" he repeated quietly to himself, "Katy Perry-"
Kurt grabbed Blaine's chin and gently turned his head, "Katy Perry? Seriously? You hate on Lady Gaga and then the first person you think of is Katy Perry?"
"Yes" Blaine drawled, "Katy Perry. I love her music and I listened to it excessively in high school. Just ask Jeff or Nick. You know how you named 'Sparky'?
Kurt gave a small nod, not exactly sure that the connection between his antique car and Katy Perry was.
"Well, so remember I told you that my grandpa bought me a plane for my sixteenth birthday and I still have it back in LA? I may have named it Katy." Blaine turned around slowly to see Kurt's reaction.
What he didn't expect to see was Kurt trying hard not to laugh, "Why is that funny?"
Kurt coughed, turned out he had taken a bite of pizza and was almost choking. "It's not, -well it is. You named a plane after a pop singer, that's kind of funny."
Blaine squinted his eyes but he still didn't find the humor, "Okay… nope, I still don't see how that's funny."
Kurt shrugged and kissed Blaine's cheek, "Okay maybe it's not that funny, but it's adorable. I wish I could have known you when we were younger" he said wistfully ducking his head so it was rested on Blaine's shoulder.
Blaine moved his head slightly so it was resting against Kurt's, "I know me too. But at least we managed to find each other."
Kurt hummed in agreement and they both turned their attention back to the television, enjoying the simplicity of the moment.
As the countdown began on the television, starting from thirty, Blaine jumped off the couch and extended his hand for Kurt to take.
Kurt sighed, he was really comfortable but placed his hand into Blaine's and let the pilot pull him to his feet. Blaine grabbed the remote and turned up the volume of the TV before he pulled Kurt towards the kitchen.
"Blaine, what are you doing?" Kurt asked confused as to why they were leaving the living room. The countdown continued and now was at twenty seconds.
Blaine didn't answer and lead Kurt over to the glass door which he pulled open and led Kurt out onto the small veranda that looked out into the city. He pulled Kurt close, it was cold after all and wrapped his arms around the man.
Kurt now understood why Blaine turned the volume up because they could hear the muffled countdown; it was now ten seconds until midnight.
Kurt reached up to tangle his hands into Blaine's hair, both their faces were lit with a soft glow from the city lights around them.
After five seconds of staring into each other's eyes and not saying a word Blaine began to softly echo the countdown, "Five, four, three" he pulled Kurt even closer and titled his head, "two, one" before he leaned in and captured Kurt's lips.
Kurt smiled into the kiss and held Blaine as close as possible, opening his lips to nip at Blaine's lower lip. The warms hands on Kurt's hips tightened their grip and after one last kiss Kurt pulled back, "Happy New Year's babe."
Blaine smiled at the pet name, "Happy New Years, I honestly can't think of anyone that I would rather spend it with. I love you Kurt."
"I love you too Blaine," Rather than leaning in like Blaine was expecting, Kurt released his hold on Blaine's curls and backed up back into the house. Blaine followed Kurt's movements with his eyes, trying to figure out why Kurt had suddenly moved from his hold, "Where are you going?"
A small coy smile formed on Kurt's face and he parted his mouth, worrying his bottom lips between his teeth, "Well, its midnight and I have a promise to keep."
Oh, now Blaine understood. He began to walk forward as Kurt continued further into the house. Blaine shut the glass door behind him before he walked to his boyfriend's side. Kurt grabbed his hand and led him down the hall to his bedroom. Neither of them bothered to stop and turn the TV off.
January 1st 2019:
It took Kurt a few moments after he woke up for Kurt to realize that he wasn't alone in his bed. He felt warm lips press soft kisses over his shoulder blades and neck. "Good morning" Blaine murmured his breath ghosting over Kurt's pale shoulder.
Kurt flipped over so he could look at Blaine who was propped up on his elbow looking down at Kurt. "Good morning" he replied, reaching up with right hand to brush a few loose curls from Blaine's face.
"Not to ruin the moment, but when do you need to be back at the airport?" Kurt asked brushing his fingers over Blaine's lips which parted at his touch.
"My flight leaves at three, so I should leave at one...which means" Blaine leaned over Kurt to look at the clock, "We have three hours. Are you working today?"
Kurt shook his head, "I'm off today," before he brought Blaine's head down so he could kiss him. Blaine exhaled against Kurt's lips and lowered himself down so their bare chests were pressed together. After thoroughly kissing Kurt, Blaine moved his lips lower to the pale skin and began to nip at the soft skin.
After a minute Kurt tugged Blaine's head back to his own, "Did you just give me a hickey?"
Blaine laughed and stroked Kurt's jawline with his thumb, "Maybe."
Kurt shook his head and then rolled over so he was on top of Blaine, "Santana I never going to let me live this down you know that right?"
"Yeah, but you love it and don't even try to deny it." Blaine said in between kisses.
Kurt honestly did like it, because it wasn't just Blaine sucking a hickey to his neck, it was the way he took the time to appreciate every part of Kurt, they had spent hours last night just mapping each other's bodies.
With one last kiss, Kurt maneuvered off of Blaine and reached down to pull the other man off the bed, "Come on, we are going to shower and then eat breakfast."
Blaine allowed Kurt to pull him out of the warm comfortable bed, "Fine, but I'm cooking you breakfast, I make an amazing omelet and Jeff swears my pancakes are the best."
"I'm sure they are" Kurt replied before pulling Blaine into the bathroom.
Thirty minutes later they were both dressed and in the kitchen cooking breakfast. Blaine was making the omelets while Kurt was making the pancakes using Blaine's recipe for the batter.
There was something very homey and domestic about the way they worked simultaneously, both singing along to the radio which Kurt had turned on after he turned off the TV which had been left on all night.
Once the food was cooked, they sat around Kurt's small kitchen table enjoying the meal, "So, what are we going to do in LA?"
"Well," Blaine cut off a piece of omelet and held it out for Kurt to eat, "I was thinking that Friday night, when you fly in, we could go out to dinner at this restaurant that has live music. Jeff's brother Eric is an agent but he plays music on the side and he is going to be performing."
Kurt nodded and held out a bite of pancake for Blaine, "That would be fun. What kind of agent is he?"
Blaine took a sip of his juice and held out another piece of omelet for Kurt who rolled his eyes before eating it, "A talent agent, he is actually Nick's agent as well as some other new actors. You should talk to him if you're still interested in musical theater. He sets up all of Nick's audition, maybe he could find you some, if that's something you would want."
Kurt was silent for a second, sure musical theatre hadn't worked out here in New York but maybe it could in LA, "That would be great, but I still have a job and I don't want to quit and leave Santana alone." Kurt offered Blaine a smile, trying to make it seem like it was no big deal but Blaine could see in Kurt's eyes just how much he wanted to be back on the stage.
"I understand" Blaine said, locking his eyes with Kurt and holding his hand over the table, "But you could still talk to him maybe Santana would want a career change as well."
"Maybe" Kurt said wistfully, pushing the pancake around his plate, "Any other plans for the weekend? Or are you going to lock us in your bedroom the whole time?"
Blaine laughed at that and pointed his fork at Kurt, "That is a definite possibility, but I don't really have any other plans for Saturday, although we are eating dinner at Nick and Jeff's that night."
Kurt glanced at the clock and sighed, "I'm really looking forward to it, but you need to leave in an hour so we should probably clean up."
At one o'clock, Kurt once again found himself in Blaine's arms, a few seconds away from saying goodbye. "I love you Kurt." Blaine said into his ear and giving Kurt a kiss.
"I love you too Blaine, have a safe flight and I'll see you in nine days". Kurt adjusted Blaine's uniform jacket, straightening the wings and gave Blaine one final kiss before he released his boyfriend and watched Blaine walk away for the second time.
Once Blaine had disappeared into the security area, Kurt exited the airport alone and drove back to his house. He still had nine days before he would see Blaine again, but now that he knew what awaited him in LA, the wait wouldn't be quiet as bad.
Lots of fluffiness! Next chapter, Santana and Kurt descend on LA and someone *wink* Santana *wink* might be getting a love interest.
I'm going to try and keep my flailing to a minimum, but Big Brother is seriously one of my favorite Glee episodes ever! I don't want to spoil anything but if you want to freak out with me send me a message here or on tumblr and we can freak out together!
Thoughts on this chapter? :)
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