AN: Look at me, posting only eight days later! You guys can thank osarieme for this actually, you don't know how much your review mean to me! (makes me tear up) Sofia Michelle thank you too! Hope you guys like it! Let me know if anything is messed up.

Chapter Twelve

As soon as Kurt walked into his apartment with the bags, he went straight to his bedroom. Putting all the bags on his bed, and then quickly going into the closet to check the mirror and make sure he still looked good. Glancing up and down, he was happy to see everything seemed to be in place. He raised his arms to make sure there weren't any stains, he'd probably die, but it'd been so warm out, and while he hadn't felt like he was sweating you never knew for sure. Satisfied with the check over, Kurt went back outside, Blaine was waiting patiently for him in front of the building. It hadn't seemed necessary for them to both walk up, even though Blaine had volunteered to carry the bags.

Once Kurt reached the door to the building, he paused, he could see Blaine just outside, he was looking into his phone as if were a mirror. Kurt laughed a little, but honestly he couldn't say anything he was just as bad. Not wanting to embarrass him, Kurt was a little louder than normal with opening the door. Kurt smiled when Blaine jumped, and moved his phone away from his face.

"Hey, bags are all put up, I feel like I should buy more now though." Kurt said laughing.

Blaine grinned at him. "I know what you mean going home empty handed is always a little weird."

Kurt nodded, "Very true, we still could drop your stuff off. I know it's only one bag, but if you want we can?"

Blaine shook his head. "Not necessary, it literally fits in my pocket. Since I only got two."

He pulled the small bag out of his blazer pocket to show Kurt, which made him laugh.

"Okay. Well let's be off to the dessert part of our date, I could use something sweet right now."

Blaine smiled, moving into step with Kurt and taking his hand. The walk back to the subway station only last a few minutes, which was spent quietly, because of the noise around them. Once they got onto the train, Kurt struck up a conversation.

"There was something I wanted to ask you, about your job, do you mind?" He didn't want to intrude, but he was a curious person, and liked to know everything he could.

Blaine smiled and nodded. "Yeah, you can ask anything. Though I might not be able to tell you, or I might not even know. My job isn't really that important."

Kurt wanted to scoff at that, he figured that any FBI job was important, except maybe the mail carrier. That might sound rude though, and really Kurt wasn't trying to come off that way, he just thought Blaine was being modest.

"I'm sure it is important, but I'll let you be modest." Kurt said smiling to let Blaine know he was just teasing. "What I wanted to ask though, because I was talking to Santana about this, but do you carry a gun? And also did you have to take an admittance test?"

Blaine grinned, blushing a little at the thought of Kurt talking about him. "I don't carry a gun, no, I have used one though. They like us to know how to use them just in case, so I have a permit, but I don't really use one. Yes I did have to take a test, a lot of different ones actually. They had me do a lot of other things too, that normally I wouldn't have to. But because of the reason I was hired, I had to do a lot of extra things."

Kurt noticed Blaine wincing when he finished explaining, probably because of the whole him being a criminal thing. Wanting to let Blaine know it was okay, Kurt rested his hand on Blaine's arm and squeezed.

"That's good to know about the gun, both about you knowing how to use it and not carrying it normally. I'm not really for guns, but I admit that is a little sexy that you know how to use one."

Kurt smirked, noticing how red Blaine had gone at the word sexy.

Blaine just mumbled out a quiet "thank you."

"I bet since you had to do so many tests to get the job that probably means you're way smarter than the other people there." Kurt said smugly, loving the idea of dating someone so intelligent.

"Not necessarily, I mean sure I had to work harder, but everyone there is really intelligent still. And the agents too, they have their own tests to take, because of the physical aspect involved with their jobs."

Kurt may have scowled a little at that. It's not that he was petty and wanted to beat Santana at having a better significant other it's just that he wanted to have a better significant other than Santana. A little healthy competition was never a bad thing, expect maybe it was, Kurt didn't want Blaine to think that his being in the FBI was a reason he was dating him. It was just that he liked having something over Santana, which he actually did, he just couldn't say anything about the criminal aspect since it was illegal.

Not having noticed Blaine looking at him the whole time, Kurt was a little surprised about the huge smile on Blaine's face when he glanced back at him.

"You don't have to look so upset about it, I am smarter than a lot of the people working there, but it's not always about being smarter."

Kurt smiled sheepishly. "Alright, I'll take your word for it."

They got to their stop in a few more minutes, Kurt letting Blaine go ahead of him. Once off the train, Kurt grabbed Blaine's hand and they walked up the stairs to street level. The bakery that Kurt had mentioned earlier was just across the street for the where they were. They waited at the crosswalk; it was a lot busier now, and not safe to cross the street at random. As the light changed and they were able to walk, Blaine asked a question.

"I've actually been wondering, because you mentioned working with the editor, but what do you actually do at your job?"

Kurt pursed his lips, thinking about how to explain it, since sometimes he did different things. "Well my actual job is organizing the layout for the magazine, or at least some parts of it. It's like how you would set up a display for a window in a store, but in paper form. Though sometimes I go with Isabelle, that's the editor, and watch over photo shoots, not that she even goes to that many anymore unless their important. I've been to fashion shows a lot too, pretty much did a little of everything really." Kurt explained as they walked, he finished just as the stopped in front of the bakery. Looking at Blaine, who was staring at him with a look of awe on his face, Kurt gave him a questioning look.

"What?"

Blaine shrugged. "Sorry, it's just I'm a little in awe over your job, it sounds like a dream to me."

That made Kurt laugh, but he also agreed, he really did love his job. "Yeah it kind of is, I love it, and the only thing that could make my life more amazing would be a side career on Broadway. And possibly a gorgeous boyfriend." Kurt gave him a wink.

Blaine flushed bright red. "That's great that you love it so much."

Kurt opened the door of the small bakery, it wasn't very big, had a few tables scattered around, overall it was a quaint little place. Once they were both inside, Kurt walked up to the display case, bending over to see what they had today. He didn't notice that Blaine had stayed behind him, but when he looked over his shoulder Blaine was looking up at the ceiling. Kurt didn't need to be a genius to know where he had been looking before, but he couldn't blame him. His ass did look glorious in these jeans.

"Blaine, what do you want to get?"

Blaine looked over and walked quickly to the counter, he bent down with Kurt to get a look at the food too. "Wow these look really good."

Kurt grinned, "And they taste amazing too."

While Kurt and Blaine were looking at the pastries, a man came out from the door behind the counter; he cleared his throat to get the men's attention.

"What can I get for you lads?"

Kurt straightened at the question. He knew exactly what he wanted, he had just wanted to check and make sure they had some first. "I need the Sopapilla cheesecake."

The man serving them laughed, "You need it?"

Kurt just smiled. "Yes, I'm sure you've had it. It is a need, not a want."

Blaine was looking between them a little confused, not knowing what it was that Kurt had to have. Kurt pointed out the dessert to him and explained. "It's this amazing piece of baked heaven, with cinnamon and cheesecake filling. You should try it, I mean you'd have to get your own, because while I really like you, I'm no good at sharing this."

Blaine laughed. "It's okay; I'll get my own, though I kind of want one of those chocolate scones too?"

Kurt smiled fondly. "Those are good too. You should try the stuffed cinnamon rolls too, they have fruit in them."

Blaine nodded, figuring they could share, or at least Blaine would share, if Kurt wanted some.

As they talked the server was pulling out each item they mentioned and sitting them on a tray. Once Kurt noticed that he had only selected three of the sopapilla, Kurt had to get more than that. "I need at least five of those, probably six though, I always take some home."

The man just smiled and put more of the tray, also asking if Kurt wanted a box to put the extra in, Kurt nodded.

When Kurt looked at Blaine, he almost laughed at the shocked look on his face. "Yeah, this is diffidently one man trait I have. The way to my heart is through desserts, though I will tell you know I expect the good stuff."

Blaine smiled shyly, glancing at the cashier to see his reaction, but the man was just smiling softly. Their items were rung up. "Did you boys need drinks?"

Kurt answered for them. "Yes, I just want a coffee. Blaine?"

"I'll have the same, please."

The man nodded, added the coffees to the total and then went to get their drinks. It only took a few seconds before he was back. Kurt had already looked at the total on the register's screen and ran his card through the machine. The shop may have been small, but it wasn't out of date.

Grabbing the tray Kurt started walking to one of the tables. "Now I come here a lot, but normally I just leave so I'm not sure how busy the place actually gets."

"That's okay, I'm sure it's no worse than going to Starbucks."

Kurt nodded; he placed the tray on the table, and sat down, motioning for Blaine to do the same. "Personally I don't think there is a place worse than Starbucks, except maybe fast food, but I'd hope you'd never even try for us to go there." Kurt shuddered just thinking of it.

Blaine laughed. "Do you have something against it?" He asked as he grabbed the sugar off the table to pour into his coffee.

Kurt gave him an incredulous look. "You're not serious? Blaine just think of all the grease!"

That only made him laugh more. "Oh it's not that bad, I'm sure you've indulged at least once?"

Kurt faltered; he took a minute to take a bite out of the pastry and moaned at the taste of cinnamon and cheesecake cooked to perfection. After having closed his eyes to enjoy the pastry, Kurt opened them to see Blaine staring intently at his mouth, which made him smirk internally. Wanting to save the teasing for later, Kurt went back to their conversation. "Okay maybe once or twice, but honestly I can't be held accountable for what my dad fed me as a child. Surely that doesn't count!"

Blaine snapped his attention from Kurt's mouth to his eyes, hoping Kurt hadn't noticed his lapse. "I guess not, but you mean to tell me as an adult, you've never even had a Big Mac?"

"Actually I haven't, but that's more for the fact that I can't stand McDonald's. It's always so overly crowded and it seems to me not worth the trouble of it."

"Okay yes it normally is, but you should at least try it once." Blaine took a sip of his coffee.

Kurt wasn't so sure, it's not like he hadn't had burgers before, even if he hardly ever did. All that grease is not good for your pores, and he shuddered to think what it'd do to his digestive system. "I don't know Blaine, I might, but really I'd rather not."

Blaine nodded, he'd respect that. "Okay, no pressure. Now to change subjects, have you ever designed any clothes and I mean as in to sell?"

Kurt raised his eyebrows, pleasantly surprised by the abrupt subject change, though he supposed it made sense. They had been talking work before they came into the bakery. "Actually yes I have. I've thought some about doing my own line, but it takes a lot to get started. And then you have to wait to actually get profit from it. Isabelle has mentioned a few times about helping me, but I feel like that would be taking advantage."

"That's really cool that you've done that, you'll have to show me them sometime. If you want to of course."

Kurt nodded, taking a drink of his coffee. "Sure, I love showing them off."

"Thank you. Also I don't really think getting help from her would be taking advantage, I mean if she's offering it up freely."

Kurt groaned he knew she was, but he was no good at accepting help. "She is, and I know that, but it's hard for me to accept help. Plus it could end up not selling, and then I'd feel so bad, not only for taking up her time, but then I'd have failed."

Blaine smiled sadly, not really knowing what to say, he wanted to just say of course he wouldn't fail, but he didn't know that, not having actually seen anything Kurt had designed. "While I can't honestly say you won't fail, because it's possible for anyone to fail, I think giving it a genuine try is better than not doing anything."

Kurt smiled, "Blaine you're doing that thing again, where you sound like an inspirational poster."

Blaine just shrugged smiling. "Can't really help it, sorry."

"It's fine, like I said before I like it."

Kurt took a moment to eat some more of the pastry; he really did love these things, they were just so good. Noticing that Blaine hadn't started his Kurt said something. "Aren't you going to eat?"

Blaine started in his chair. "Oh yes, sorry I guess I just got distracted."

That made Kurt grin, knowing exactly what distracted Blaine, and he didn't think it was the conversation, it wasn't that riveting. "It's fine, but try it; I want to know what you think."

Blaine nodded; he picked up the sopapilla first, taking a bite. Kurt smiled hearing the small moan that Blaine made, and he was not thinking about Blaine moaning in any other way, not even a little. "Wow this is really good!"

"Right? The first time I tasted it, I thought it was a miracle food. It's like my ultimate comfort food that I occasionally have when I really don't need comfort, it's that good."

"I can completely understand your love of it."

Kurt smiled, eating more of it.

They spent a couple of hours just talking about anything and everything. Different likes and dislikes, food and wine, activities they liked to do for fun. Kurt ended up eating some of Blaine's scone, and shared more of the sopapilla with Blaine, but still kept some for later. By the time the left the bakery it was just gone four o'clock and while they wouldn't mind spending even more time together, Kurt figured now might be a good time to end the date. They could always go on another in a few days, or less, you know whatever they wanted. There wasn't a timeframe that needed to be met.

Deciding that it would be better, Kurt offered to walk Blaine home.

"Not that I really want to end our time together, I think we might need a rest, so would you mind if I walked you home?"

"Yeah, okay." Blaine sighed, though Kurt wasn't really sure why.

"Is something wrong?"

Blaine shook his head quickly, "Oh no, it's just me thinking I'll have to leave you."

Kurt awed internally. "Blaine that's so sweet, just know I feel the same way. But I figure it'd be healthier if we had a little time apart."

Blaine smiled sheepishly. "Yeah probably, but you can't fault me really."

Kurt smiled "Of course not. I wouldn't dream of it."

They spent the walk, ride on the train and walk again hand in hand.

….

Once they got to Blaine's building, Kurt climbed up the few steps with Blaine and stopped at the door. Kurt let go of Blaine's hand, not wanting to be too distracted just yet.

"I'm going to assume both of us had an amazing time, and we plan on doing this again?" Kurt said it as a question, which Blaine just nodded to. Blaine's eyes were constantly flickering to Kurt's lips, and honestly if that wasn't a huge hint, then he didn't know what was. Kurt wanted an actual answer though, so he raised his eyebrow at Blaine. "Soon?"

Blaine nodded again, and then cleared his throat. "Yeah soon, tomorrow sounds good, yeah?"

That had Kurt grinning, but really, he wouldn't mind that at all. "Well then I guess that's it, yeah?"

Blaine frowned, and it took everything in Kurt not to laugh, he should really feel bad, but Blaine's expressions were too adorable. Deciding to quit the teasing, Kurt grabbed Blaine's hand, and yanked.

Blaine's body slammed against Kurt's, his eyes going wide and the pupils dilating. Kurt had to lean down a little to reach him properly; he stopped just before their lips touched not being able to resist a little more teasing. Blaine's breaths were coming in pants, so Kurt gave into him and pushed their mouths together. Blaine's lips were wet and warm, not the least bit chapped. Kurt licked into his mouth, not really wanting to make this some innocent chaste thing, when they were both adults, and Kurt knew Blaine wanted it, by the way he was leaning into him. All of a sudden Blaine started to get really into it; he started sucking on Kurt's tongue, which made Kurt's knees go weak causing him to lean into Blaine even more.

Wanting to touch him more, Kurt's hands went to Blaine's hair, he normally wouldn't have dared mess with it, but he figured since they were right at his door it didn't matter too much. Once his hands got a good grip on the hair he pulled a little, Blaine moaned so loudly that Kurt had to stop and look around, since they were still outside. Blaine didn't really want to let go, his mouth going straight to Kurt's neck. Kurt smiled indulgently.

"Blaine, not that I'm not enjoying that, but we are still in public."

He felt Blaine go still on his neck, and when he pulled back he had an abashed look on his face. "I'm so sorry, I don't know, I just, I'm so sorry."

Kurt laughed, "Blaine it's fine, really. I just didn't want to get carried away. That was a lovely first kiss though."

Blaine blushed, and Kurt just grinned wolfishly at him.

"Okay."

"We should probably separate right now though."

"Yeah okay, um I had fun?"

Kurt smiled again. "Me too Blaine, I'll call you okay?"

"Yeah."

Knowing that Blaine would probably wait outside until Kurt was out of sight, he decided he should walk off first. "Bye Blaine."

"Bye Kurt."

Kurt walked down the stairs and down the street; he glanced over his shoulder once, seeing Blaine touch his lips. He couldn't help but grin smugly to himself.

…

Kurt spent the short walk home going over the date in his head, from the breakfast, to the shopping, to the amazing kiss at the end. It was a really amazing date, and he seriously wanted to talk to someone about it, if only to gush about how perfect Blaine was. Hopefully Santana would be home, and if not he was calling her until she answered or he'd leave detailed voicemails. Either worked for him.

Getting to his building Kurt thought about the kiss with Blaine again as he walked up the stairs. He seemed to be really into it, and like he had been waiting for Kurt to make a move. That would be great actually because Kurt did love to be in control, but he'd need to talk to Blaine about pressuring him into something though. Kurt didn't mind taking the lead on things, if that's what they both wanted, but he wanted to be sure first.

Kurt arrived at his door, unlocked the door and went to the living room, hoping Santana would be there. Before he got there he could hear the TV, which was playing a Spanish soap opera that Santana watched, and denied that she ever did.

Once he got to the living room, he saw Santana's hand raised towards him over the back of their couch.

"Don't." Her voice sounded a little choked, almost like she had been crying. Kurt walked around the couch so that he could see her face, which was all red and blotchy, but she was also staring at the TV. Kurt looked too, seeing the actors yelling and crying, he figured she was just upset about the show. He sighed, not really wanting to wait to tell her about his date, but if he switched it off, she'd probably murder him. Kurt had to wait for five minutes before Santana turned to him, she had paused the show.

"You couldn't have done that when I came in?" Kurt asked.

Santana just grinned. "Nope it was at a pivotal moment, you can't just pause that, really Kurt, and I would expect more understanding from you."

Kurt shook his head, though he did get it, sometimes you just can't hit pause, and it'd ruin the moment. "Alright, I get it, that doesn't mean I like waiting."

"Well now you have my complete attention, fill me in on your gay love shopping spree." Santana had turned on the couch so she was sitting on her feet facing him. Even if she was being a sassy little bitch about it, Kurt knew she was actually really interested in what he was going to tell her.

"I better." Kurt was giddy about it, but he didn't really want to show it too much. "Okay so I told you we were meeting for breakfast, well we did that. Oh! Santana his outfit, oh it was so adorable, but still classy, you know? I mean I felt underdressed a little even."

"What was he wearing then?"

"It wasn't too formal, like I would wear it on a normal day. Mostly it was the blazer, and it was really cute, I don't think I could pull it off though, it was striped, and he was wearing a bow tie too. He just pulled it together really well."

Santana nodded. "Designer?"

"Yes, well I'm pretty sure, I hadn't seen it before. But the quality looked really great, I didn't ask though." Kurt was actually a little mad at himself, for not having thought to ask, but really he was distracted.

"That's surprising of you. Why didn't you?"

Kurt just huffed. "I had other things on my mind."

Santana smirked. "Did those other things happen to be how Blaine looked in the clothes? Or maybe how he might look out of the clothes?"

Kurt let his head fall to the back of the couch groaning at Santana. "Oh shut up."

That just made her laugh. "Keep going, I want the juicy bits too."

"Okay well, mostly we just talked about shopping during breakfast, about what to get for Carol. Oh I need to show you what I got!"

Kurt hopped up from the couch, and ran into his room to grab the bags off the bed. Back in the living room, Kurt sat the bags on the couch in between them, and sat crossed legged facing Santana. Pulling out each item, Kurt handed them to her.

"So you know how I like to spoil my parents?" She nodded. "Well Blaine had this wonderful idea about making a gift basket, but not an actual basket. We are using this purse as the basket instead."

Kurt held up the purse, Santana took it from him, and started looking through it, even though it was empty.

"There's nothing in there."

"Was just checking, calm yourself."

Kurt rolled his eyes. "Anyways, I got all this other stuff to put in it, and maybe get a spa day for her in Lima too. I don't know, what do you think?"

Santana thought about it. "Well if you have enough left in your budget, go ahead. If not, don't worry about it. Pretty sure this is plenty for her. This perfume is really nice too."

Kurt smiled. "I have plenty, I actually got out really cheap, considering. Though I think I shocked Blaine some with the limit I had."

Santana's eyes widened. "Did you guys talk about how much you made? I'm kind of curious what he makes."

"No, I thought that was a little soon. Have you talked to Dani about it?"

She shook her head, "Nope, I have a sad feeling she makes more than me. But then again I don't know either, because it's the government and they might not pay much?"

Kurt shook his head, not knowing either. Of course that made him think about Blaine's other job too, he wasn't sure how much that paid either, and he hoped it was enough to make it worth it though. "I have no clue, but it better be a good amount, she is putting her life at risk."

Santana rolled her eyes. "Kurt I thought we had this discussion about their jobs not being like TV."

Kurt shrugged. "We did, but I still think it's possible. Plus the images are more fun that way."

She grinned at that. "Hmmm that's very true."

"Back to my amazing date. After we got all this great stuff, we went to have lunch at a little outside café. And Santana! When we sat down Blaine took off his blazer, and just the biceps on that man."

"Damn Hummel, let's try not to come in your pants while I'm sitting right here." She snarked, and punched him in the shoulder.

"Stop, that hurt." Kurt rubbed his shoulder; she always hit too hard when she was trying to be playful. "But speaking of that, you should have seen Blaine at the end."

Santana's eyes got big, more than surprised at humble little Blaine doing anything remotely sexual. "Tell me."

"It's nothing obscene, just that at the end of the date, I was planning on kissing him anyways, but I swear he wanted it more than me. And I really wanted it."

"That's it!? No leaking bodily fluids?"

Kurt's face screwed up in disgust. "Ew no, well not that I know of. I would like to wait until at least the third date for sex."

"Wasn't that the third date?"

Kurt thought about it, and he didn't think it was, unless you counted the club. "Do I count the club?"

Santana just shrugged. "I guess not, I mean you did just meet. You could think of it as a blind date if you wanted, but you've already passed over the getting laid on the third date opportunity so it's really pointless now."

Kurt rolled his eyes at her. "Not everything is about sex either, no matter how much I'd love to see Blaine naked on a bed, or floor, wall, couch, just a surface." He really wouldn't mind seeing Blaine on his desk at work, maybe after Blaine had brought him lunch because he was that sweet. Or even something as cliché as Blaine being under the desk, that'd be something amazing too. If Kurt went by how amazing that kiss was, then Blaine had to be amazing at using his mouth for other things.

All of a sudden Kurt felt a slap on his face. Turning to face Santana, he saw her sitting there smirking at him. "What the hell?"

"Sorry but you were going to a place best left for your alone time."

Kurt shrugged, he wasn't ashamed, especially not in front of Santana, he's heard her having sex way too many times. Thank God for head phones. "Sorry, can't be helped."

"Of course not, I'm sure Blaine is a compact sex machine."

Kurt laughed, not in a bad way, but because he just imagined having Blaine in his pocket.

"Blaine is amazing, and that date was perfect, it's just sad that it had to end. Now I need to figure out how to wrap the gift, I'm leaving on Thursday."

"Well figure out if you're going to do the spa thing or not; then go have it wrapped professionally."

Kurt scoffed at that idea, like he would pay someone else to wrap his gift that had to be rude. "I am not doing that. I have some stuff her, well I have some ribbon. I can always go to that shop down the street to get paper, and a box. Okay, I'm going to go look online for spas in Lima, see if it's even worth it."

Santana nodded her head, turning back to the TV and un-pausing her show.

Kurt gathered up the gifts, putting them back in the bags so he could take them to his room. Sitting on the bed, Kurt pulled his laptop to him and opened it up. Waiting for it to turn on, he started thinking about what colors he could use for wrapping, if he should match to the purse or go with something different. He could text Blaine and ask him, but it'd only been an hour since they've seen each other, maybe that was too soon.

Noticing that his laptop was ready, Kurt put off that thought for the moment. Doing a simple search for spas in Lima actually brought up decent results, ones that he was surprised he never knew about. Though it was possible that place hadn't been open when he lived there. Looking over the website, Kurt decided he was going to get Carol a package from Jewel's Health and Beauty Spa. They had cute packages designed for the type of jewel; Kurt was getting her the Ruby Experience. It had One Hour Swedish Massage, Revitalizing Facial, Spa Manicure, Spa Pedicure, Shampoo and Finish and would last for five hours. Looking at this kind of made Kurt want to go to the spa, maybe he and Blaine could do that. Kurt had to call to purchase the gift card, which was different than he was used to, but worth the effort. They didn't have anything he could print out for a gift, he'd have to go there to pick it up, or leave his name, and the giftees name and she could just sign in for her appointment.

So with lack of an actual physical gift, Kurt decided he would just make one. He would have to go to the scrap booking store to get supplies, but that wouldn't be a big deal. He could do that tomorrow, along with getting the supplies for wrapping. He just wanted to relax tonight and think of the perfect date he had had. And with that thought he decided he was going to text Blaine, it's not like there were actual rules that said you had to wait.

Blaine, hi. I just wanted to tell you how amazing of a time I had today. Thank you for helping. –Kurt

He didn't have to wait long at all for a reply. Or two.

Hi –Blaine

I mean, you're welcome. And I had the best time too, it was really perfect.

Kurt smiled giddily.

I'm glad. I found a spa treatment for Carol just now. But the sad part is that while I can purchase a gift card, I'd have to pick it up at the store and I can't right not. –Kurt

Oh well that's great! You can make one and that's always fun right? –Blaine

Kurt giggled, he could just imagine Blaine scrapbooking, and it'd be so adorable. He wished Blaine could go with him, and then help him. But that'd be too much, wouldn't it?

Yeah (: I do enjoy crafts. Shouldn't take too long to do it either. –Kurt

See? You'll have fun and I'm sure Carol would enjoy a hand made one even more. –Blaine

True. I wish you could help; it'd be fun doing that with you I think. –Kurt

It took a little longer for the reply to come through that time, which had Kurt a little worried he was asking for too much.

I would love too. As long as you're not tired of me yet? –Blaine

I don't think that's actually possible Blaine, getting tired of you. –Kurt

What are you doing tomorrow? –Kurt

Thank you. –Blaine

Hopefully scrapbooking with a very attractive man. –Blaine

Kurt laughed out loud, surprised at Blaine's forwardness, but enjoying it too. And having Blaine come over tomorrow could end very nicely.

Well then it sounds like you are going to have a very lovely evening tomorrow. ;) –Kurt