Kurt bundled up in his coat, trying to stay warm. Even though he and Blaine were comfortably in a booth on a dinner train, it was still a freezing cold December night, and the thin windows of the antique vehicle couldn't keep the cold out. But nonetheless, Kurt was happy. "I'm so excited!" he said to Blaine.
"I'm glad," he said happily. All he could do was stare at Kurt, bouncing happily like all of the little kids around them, with hearts in his eyes.
"Ladies and gentlemen, welcome to The Polar Express!" the conductor boomed over the loudspeaker.
Kurt grinned excitedly and the train started to move.
Blaine knew that The Polar Express was Kurt's favorite holiday movie and when he saw an advertisement for a train ride that almost reenacted the movie, he knew he had to take Kurt. The station soon disappeared from sight and the train chugged through the snowy Ohio countryside.
A waitress set two mugs of hot chocolate on their table and they each took a sip.
"This is the best hot chocolate I think I've ever had," Kurt said.
"I actually agree," Blaine said. It was creamy, and not too hot or cool.
"I really can't stay…" A young waitress sang.
"But baby, it's cold outside…" A male waiter answered.
The boys turned to each other and smiled, almost to the point of tears. Blaine joined Kurt on his side of the booth, facing the waiters. They finished the song themselves, suddenly becoming the only two in the room, murmuring the words in each other's ears. It was perfect.