"Come on, Kurt, let's go!" Blaine said. He sat in his rarely used suit on the couch in the living room of the loft. He was waiting impatiently for Kurt so he could whisk him away into the whirlwind that was the surprise date that he had been planning all week.
"You tell me that I have an hour to dress up and get ready to go to an undisclosed location. You don't have the right to rush me," Kurt called back.
Blaine groaned, knowing this would take a while.
A little while later, Kurt emerged, wearing his favorite suit and some freshly shined shoes.
"You look great," Blaine said.
"So do you. Now where are we going?" Kurt asked.
"You'll see," Blaine replied.
There was already a taxi waiting for them outside. Blaine handed the driver a piece of paper with an address on it and whispered, "Shh, it's a surprise for him," to the driver.
The driver nodded and drove them to their location. It was on the outskirts of the city, so it took a while to get there.
Once they were there, Blaine paid the driver and they got out. He led Kurt through a building, where he spoke to a man at a kiosk about reservations. They then had to wait outside along some railroad tracks.
"The New York Railway," Kurt read out loud from a sign. "Why are we going on a train?" Kurt asked.
Blaine leaned over and kissed his fiancée. "You'll see," he replied.
The train arrived and they boarded. It was a dinner train with tables with place cards. They quickly found theirs and sat down. Dinner was served and a violinist started playing in the background.
"This is so nice," Kurt said.
"I'm glad you like it," Blaine said. They held hands over the table and looked at the dusky scenery. The ride lasted for hours, and they loved just being in each other's company.