Inspired by this beautiful fanart: dinojay-tumblr-com/post/49412205384 (Change the - into . )

Literally saw it and opened the Word document.

Count Me In

"Kurt!" yelled Blaine. "Kurt, Kurt!"

Kurt rushed down the stairs, terrified, to see Blaine standing in the kitchen with an envelope in his hand. He felt relieved nothing was on fire- until Blaine looked at him, eyes wide. "My NYADA letter, Kurt, it's here."

Kurt hugged him tightly. "No matter what it says, Blaine, you're still going back to New York with me."

Blaine took a shaky breath, gripping on the paper in his hands. Kurt released him slowly, one of his hands petting his back slowly, calmingly. Their gazes locked for a silent beat, then Blaine looked down at the formal print. New York Academy of the Dramatic Arts. He swallowed, counted to ten, and ripped the envelope open with trembling hands.

Mr. Blaine Devon Anderson, we are pleased to inform you…

The paper slipped from his frozen hands, gliding through air to land on the floor with a swoosh.

"Blaine?"

He looked up at Kurt, dizzy with too many emotions running through him. "I got in, Kurt, I got in!"

Kurt gripped him enthusiastically and kissed him forcefully, actually lifting him and swirling him around. Blaine squealed, hands fisted in Kurt hair, and pulled him closer.

"I got in!" he screamed when Kurt let him breath. "I got in!"

"You got in, baby, I knew you would, you are the best student NYADA will ever see, I love you so much, I knew you'd make it!" mumbled Kurt between little, excited kisses all over Blaine's face.

"We're going to New York together!" Blaine was literally bouncing with joy, not that it stopped Kurt from trying to kiss him, over and over again. "We're going to share a crappy apartment and argue over who's going to take out the trash and we're going to have sex every night!"

A cough startled them, and Blaine stopped jumping, though not stilling completely. Burt frowned at them, but Kurt didn't loosen his hold over Blaine's waist. "What's all the hype about?"

"Blaine got his NYADA acceptance letter, dad!" he beamed.

Burt's face lit up with a smile. He tried to hug Blaine- a difficult task, since Kurt wouldn't let him go- and said, "I'm proud of you, kiddo."

Blaine quickly wiped a single tear from his eye. "Thank you, Burt."

Burt wrapped his hands around both his kids. "My boys, going off to the big city. You grow up too damn fast, you know that?"

Ugh, I love Burt being fatherly about Blaine.