Kurt and Blaine sat in Kurt's landlord's office, fingers laced.
The landlord had stepped out to find the rent contract in another room, leaving the boys by themselves.
Kurt was cool, calm, and collected, but Blaine was shaking because he was so excited. "I can't believe it's finally happening!" Blaine said.
Kurt smiled. "Are you ready? I mean, when I had just graduated, I didn't know if I wanted to move to New York or was ready to be on my own," Kurt said.
Blaine rolled his eyes. "Kurt, I've dealt with my country-club parents for eighteen years. I'm ready to live in a run-down loft with the love of my life in the biggest city in the world," he said.
Kurt leaned over and kissed him. "I love you. I'm so excited we finally get to live together," he said.
"I love you too," Blaine said.
The door opened and Mr. Sykes, Kurt, and soon Blaine's, landlord stepped inside. "Sorry about that, boys," he said. He plopped the contract on the table in front of Blaine. "All I need is your signature, Blaine and you'll be ready to move in."
Blaine picked up a pen out of a cup on the table and scribbled his signature on the line at the bottom of the page.
"Alright, you're all set! Get your stuff and start moving in!" Mr. Sykes said. He and Blaine shook hands and he led the boys outside into the lobby, where Blaine's belongings were piled. "Need any help?" Mr. Sykes asked.
"That would be great, actually," Blaine replied.
The three of them loaded their arms with stuff and climbed the stairs to the loft. Mr. Sykes left Kurt and Blaine to start unpacking.
As soon as he shut the door behind him, Blaine flung his arms around Kurt.
"It's the first page in a new chapter of our lives," Kurt said, quietly.
Blaine kissed him on the lips and smiled. "This is amazing," he said. They happily began to organize Blaine's belongings, starting a new part of their lives together.