Kurt and Blaine loved mid-summer drives through the country. Blaine usually drove, especially when his father let him use the convertible. It was usually peaceful, minus the Beatles album in the CD player and the sometimes heated arguments over whether "Avatar" was better in 2D or 3D, and they both loved every minute. "It smells like manure out here," Kurt complained. Kurt always had to complain about something.
It got on Blaine's nerves somewhat, but he also found his boyfriend's quips adorable."Well yeah, there's a farm to the left…" Blaine said, laughing. They were silent again for a few minutes.
"Look!" Kurt yelled and pointed at the sky.
Blaine jumped and slammed on the brakes. Thankfully no one was behind them.
Kurt was pointing at a man, strapped to another man, falling from the sky with the help of a parachute.
Blaine sighed and continued driving. "Yeah, they must be skydiving. I read something about a new skydiving school being built around here."
"I could never do that," Kurt said.
"Why not? It looks like fun!" Blaine was always a little more adventurous.
"You've never seen those medical shows where the guys' parachutes don't open?" Kurt said, giving Blaine a look that said DUH.
"Why would I watch medical shows?" Blaine asked. They both laughed.
"I'll take you," Kurt offered.
"R…really?" Blaine asked. After Kurt's big deal he made about skydiving, this was the last thing he thought he would say.
"Yeah. For your graduation…from college," Kurt said.
Blaine laughed again. "Deal," Blaine said. They continued driving down the road.
"It still smells like manure," Kurt complained.