It was a warm, spring day. NYADA had some sort of holiday this weekend, and Kurt and Blaine took advantage of the time off and rented a car and drove back to Lima.
Kurt looked over at Blaine from the passenger seat. The windows in the rental car were down, and Blaine's soft, un-gelled curls were blowing gently in the breeze. Kurt didn't even realizing he was smiling.
Blaine finally glanced over at him. "What are you looking at?" he asked.
Kurt blushed. "Just looking out the window," he replied.
Blaine reached over and grabbed Kurt's hand. "I'm glad we decided to do this," Blaine said.
"Yeah, it's really pretty out here," Kurt said. They were passing through a valley between two small mountains. Everything was just starting to green up after the winter and flowers were starting to bloom. There were very few other cars on the freeway, so it was pretty quiet, too. "I could see us living out here, too, you know, not just in New York," Kurt said.
Blaine smiled. "That would be really nice," he said. "Are you getting a little hungry?" Blaine asked.
"Now that you mention it, I am," Kurt replied.
"We should get something to eat at the next exit," Blaine said. There was a sign coming up. "It looks like the exit is in…" he quickly read the sign, then groaned, "Ugh, another fifty miles."
Kurt laughed. "I don't think I could live fifty miles from a Starbucks," he said.
"Same," Blaine replied. They kept chatting until they finally were able to get off of the highway for some lunch and, by that point, thankfully, a bathroom stop.