"What are we doing out here?" Kurt asked.
Blaine smiled reassuringly. "You'll see," he replied. After a lovely dinner, Blaine had invited Kurt to take a walk in the small patch of forest behind his house. He hadn't given a reason as to why. He had just attacked Kurt's legs with bug spray and led him out to the path. It was nearing dusk and the trees seemed to be glowing a golden color.
"What's that out there?" Kurt asked. They were nearing a small patch of lights in the woods.
Blaine smiled again. "You'll see," he said once more.
Kurt sighed. He knew it: another one of Blaine's surprises. They came upon a picnic table covered by a white tent encased in twinkling little lights. On the picnic table were two chocolate cupcakes.
"I come out here all the time to think," Blaine said.
"It's so peaceful." They sat down at the table and ate their snacks.
It was getting dark and Blaine pulled a flashlight out of his pocket and they began their short walk back to the house. "I'm going to miss this. The woods, the quiet," Blaine confessed.
"But the city's amazing!" Kurt said. "We have so many adventures in front of us!"
"I just feel like we'll never have private moments like this when we're there," Blaine said.
Kurt sat down on a rock nearby and Blaine sat next to him. "The city can be private and quiet and romantic, if you know where to go." Kurt put his head on Blaine's shoulder. "All last year, I walked around looking for places to take you to just get away. I have a whole list."
"Where?"
"That's for me to know and for you to find out." Kurt kissed him on the cheek and stood.
"Let's go, I'm getting eaten by bugs." He slapped another mosquito away, laced his fingers with Blaine's and went back to the house.