Hello wonderful Klainers! Another semester of college has nearly come to an end for me. I am now going to try to update this a bit. So I realized before this that Kurt and Blaine were in high school together (shows how long it's taken me to update...) and now Kurt is in New York. So I am going to try to keep this current with the show.
PS: I may be pretending that horrible breakup thing never happened. Because I might be in denial.
"The governor's mansion is over 150 years old," the tour guide droned on outside of the beautiful building. Blaine was on a field trip with their political science class to the governor's mansion in Columbus and Kurt, home for the weekend, was along for the ride. He took the class the class the year before and the teacher was glad to let him tag along. Neither of them were really into the subject of political science, but it was an easy elective with a cool teacher and an excused day out of class. Neither of them was really paying any attention to the tour guide as she led them into the mansion, now talking about the architectural structure of the building. "And this is the grand ballroom. It is approximately…" she babbled. Blaine was a few paces behind Kurt, so he smashed into him when he stopped dead in the middle of the floor. Kurt was gaping at the huge room, just staring off into the rafters. The ceiling reached all the way to the roof and there was a grand staircase with windows that overlooked a lake. The tour guide led the group out of the room, and Blaine attempted to take Kurt with them.
"Wait," Kurt said.
"What?" Blaine asked.
"It's so beautiful," Kurt said breathlessly.
"It's certainly very fancy," Blaine said, still trying to urge Kurt to go with the group.
"Dance with me!" Kurt ordered, yanking Blaine into the middle of the floor. By now, the tour group had disappeared into the next room.
"I guess we can catch up in a minute," Blaine said. Kurt wrapped his arms around Blaine's waist and Blaine rested his head on Kurt's shoulder. Kurt began humming a familiar tune, but it was too sweet and quiet to recognize.
"What's that?" Blaine asked.
"Beauty and the Beast. I thought it would be appropriate," Kurt replied. Blaine smiled dreamily up at his lover.
"It's perfect," Blaine whispered, gently kissing his boyfriend.
"Boys! What are you doing?" Mr. Henderson, their teacher, asked. Kurt and Blaine jumped away from each other.
"Um…" Kurt began, wracking his brain for an excuse. Mr. Henderson laughed.
"I know political science can be very romantic, but please try and stay with the tour group," he said.
"Sorry," both boys said in unison. They followed their teacher back to the group, fingers laced behind his back where he couldn't interrupt their moment.