Based on a post from Imagineyourotp on tumblr. Because my favorite thing about Kurt being successful and going on work trips is him coming home to Blaine.
Knock On My Door
Kurt looks at the familiar splotchy-black of their oak door, feeling like he hasn't seen it in years. He knocks, even though he has a key, just to have Blaine come up to the door.
The door jerks open seconds later, like Blaine's been waiting nearby, and the flowers Kurt's holding are almost knocked away from his hand as Blaine pushes himself into Kurt's arms.
"Don't you ever go away again," Blaine murmurs when Kurt kisses his forehead. "The bed was so cold without you."
"You're so cheesy," Kurt says with a giggle.
"So are you, Mr. Red-and-yellow-roses," he says into Kurt's chest, pressing his palms against his back. "And I'd make you sleep on the couch for that if I didn't really need a good night's sleep as the little spoon."