"Happy Belated Birthday!" Kurt yelled cheerfully.
Kurt and Blaine stood in front of a big structure, soaring about fifty feet in the air with a net below it. There was a man in a leotard and tights flipping around on a trapeze.
"You got me a flipping guy?" Blaine asked.
Kurt laughed. "No, silly. You're always talking about doing something daring, so I got you trapeze lessons! I'm sorry, but I'm not letting you jump out of a plane," Kurt said.
Blaine smiled. "Kurt, this is awesome, thank you!" Blaine exclaimed. They went inside the building and were instructed to change into the proper attire. Kurt looked at home in his unitard, but this was a new experience for Blaine. They were then led outside and instructed to climb up to the platform.
Blaine scampered right over to the ladder and climbed about 10 feet up. "You coming?" he called down to Kurt.
"I might just stay down here and take pictures," Kurt replied.
Blaine gave him pleading eyes.
Kurt sighed. "Fine," he said. He started up the ladder. Thankfully, the platform was only about 25 feet up, and they were harnessed in the whole time. Once on the platform, Kurt clung to Blaine.
The instructor, who seemed to be very used to frightened people, instructed them on how to just latch onto the trapeze and then let go and bounce into the net, just to get used to the falling sensation.
Blaine eagerly went first and yelled with joy the whole time.
Kurt tiptoed to the edge of the platform, gripped the trapeze, closed his eyes, and jumped. He fell gracefully into the net, laughing the whole time.
"Well?" Blaine asked him once they were on the ground.
"Can we do it again?" Kurt asked excitedly.
Blaine hugged him. "I'm proud of you," he whispered.
Kurt had never been prouder of himself.