I got a lot to say so I guess I'll start by saying that I love you.
"Hey Blaine, can we talk for a minute?" Kurt called into the loft.
"Sure, what's up?" Blaine asked him.
Kurt looked very sullen. "Um, I have to tell you something," Kurt began. He was wringing his hands in his lap.
Blaine gave him a look. "What's going on, Kurt?" he asked.
"It's not that bad, I swear," Kurt said.
"Just, out with it!" Blaine said. He could feel his heart pounding in his chest. This is how he felt when he found those texts from Chandler on Kurt's phone a few years back. It was a horrible feeling.
"Um, I have to go somewhere," Kurt said.
Blaine felt like a giant balloon inside him was deflating. He couldn't tell if he was relieved, or becoming sadder by the second. "Where are you going?" he asked.
"Los Angeles," Kurt replied. "For Vogue. For two weeks."
Blaine now was sure he was sad. "When do you leave?" Blaine asked.
"Sunday," Kurt replied.
"Kurt, it's Friday! That's in two days!" Blaine said.
"I know it is. I just didn't want to tell you. I'm going to miss you so much! And I promise we're going to spend all day tomorrow together. We can go for a walk in the park and go out to dinner and do whatever you want!" Kurt said.
Blaine still stared at his shoes. "I'm just going to miss you," he said.
Kurt kissed his cheek. "We'll Skype every single night," he said. "I promise."
Blaine nodded, still reluctant.
"Let's get started now. How about Magnolia Bakery for cupcakes?" Kurt asked.
"Cupcakes do make everything better," Blaine said, smiling. They grabbed their coats and left for the subway station.