A/N: This one is long as hell, but I just COULDN'T stop writing.

Rating: T - little bit of swearing, and some suggestive groping but that's it :P

An alarm blared painfully. Kurt lifted his head from Blaine's chest, his eyes flickering groggily. He moaned and Blaine laughed at him, hitting the off button.

"How long have you been up?" Kurt asked, flopping back down on his chest and snuggling in tight.

"I only just woke up," Blaine wrapped an arm around his boyfriend, giving him a hug. "Good morning," he kissed the top of his head gently and sat up.

"There is nothing good about six a.m." Kurt moaned.

"And that's why I'm leaving and you aren't," Blaine pulled the covers off the both of them and stepped onto the freezing tiled ground.

"What?" Kurt sat up, trying to comprehend as he pulled the blankets back over him. "Why are you leaving?"

Blaine laughed, pulling on his socks. "You're really not a morning person, are you?"

Kurt lay back on his pillow to emphasise the answer. Blaine stepped up to the bed, giving him a soft kiss before stepping into his shoes.

"I gotta get back to my own dorm before the teachers wake up," Blaine reminded him and Kurt made a noise of comprehension. "I'll see you during break?"

Kurt barely nodded as Blaine silently slipped out.

^.^

The day was over, and the Warblers were slowly dispersing from practise.

"Friday, Friday, gotta get down on Friday…" Thad hummed as he left. Wes practically pounced on him, clapping his hand over his mouth.

"I don't want to hear those words out of your mouth again! Ever!" he snarled, before letting go and pushing the Warbler away playfully.

Blaine shook his head and took Kurt's hand.

"Got anything planned this weekend?"

"Not really. Have you?"

Blaine smiled. "I do. I would like you to join me at the beach tonight,"

"Tonight?" Kurt asked, raising one eyebrow.

"Yeah. We're going for a swim too, so bring some clothes and a jacket for afterwards,"

Kurt put a hand to his hair worriedly, and Blaine took the hand, kissing it gently. "Don't worry about your hair. It'll be fine. You can bring some hairspray if you're that concerned,"

Kurt rolled his eyes. "Fine,"

They kissed gently, and heard a snicker from the doorway. Jeff and Nick's eyes widened as the couple turned to them.

"Get a room!" Jeff cried jokingly and fled, Nick close behind him.

Blaine chuckled and kissed Kurt again, gently nibbling on his lower lip.

"So are you coming?" he asked, resting his forehead on Kurt's.

"Of course. It's time with you," Kurt took both of Blaine's hands and kissed him again.

"Come on guys!" Wes called impatiently from the doorway. "I've got to close up,"

The pair walked hand in hand out of the hall, and Wes shook his head at them.

"Keep the P.D.A to a minimum guys," he joked, giving them both a pat on the back, before turning to the door to lock it.

"You're just jealous you don't have a totally hot boyfriend," Blaine caressed Kurt's cheek, making him blush slightly.

"I…I'm not even going to answer that." Wes laughed. "Anything I say is just going to come out awkward,"

Kurt laughed and headed out to the car, Blaine following closely.

"So my stuff is in the car – we're heading to yours first?" Blaine asked and Kurt nodded.

They got into Blaine's car, making the silent trip to Kurt's. All the while, Blaine's hand rested on Kurt's leg, stroking and patting him gently. Kurt couldn't concentrate on anything – just the feeling of Blaine's hand on his leg.

"You want me to wait in the car?"

"That'd probably be better. Dad's not…well…entirely comfortable with us in the same room together,"

Blaine nodded. "I totally understand. You go grab your stuff and I'll just be rocking out to Rebecca Black,"

Kurt made a face. "I hate that song almost as much as Wes does,"

"Hey, she's just a kid, writing about what she knows. How can you blame her for that?"

Kurt slipped out of the car, circling around to the driver's side to lean in the window. "Her lyrics are dodgy, and she can't sing."

"You're too judgemental."

Kurt shrugged and headed towards the house.

^.^

He returned several minutes later, changed into stylish board shorts and a long sleeved shirt with a bag around his shoulders. Blaine had taken off his blazer and changed his shirt in the car. When he saw Kurt, he pumped up 'Friday' loudly, and Kurt hurried to the car, turning off the radio.

"You change the song or I'll steal your iPod," Kurt threatened and Blaine complied, kissing him as he changed the song.

"What'd you tell your dad?" Kurt took command of the iPod anyway, shuffling through the songs until he found an appropriate one.

"Told him I was going out with you tonight. It's not like I can lie to him…"

"And I'd never ask you to," Blaine grinned, starting the car. "I just wanted to know if you told him where we were going,"

"Well…I decided against it. The beach is like, an hour away,"

Blaine chuckled and turned up the song. The two of them sang along, finding their own parts within the duets, and singing together during the solo songs. Half an hour in, Blaine turned the radio down.

"There's some drinks in the cooler – in the back," he said softly. "Mind getting a coke for me? Take which ever you want."

Kurt complied, straining in his seat belt. He managed to get the cooler and pulled it into his lap, hissing slightly as the condensation soaked into his pants. Blaine laughed and accepted the Coke that Kurt practically threw at him. Putting the cooler back on the seat, Kurt turned up the sound again, opening his Pepsi.

The drive wasn't that long, but all Kurt could concentrate on was his drumming heart.

He'd get to see Blaine with his shirt off.

Of course, it wasn't the first time – but this time he'd be wet - sopping with water that would most likely be freezing. Kurt couldn't wait.

They arrived at their destination as the sun began to set, and Blaine pulled up in a parking spot.

"Ready?" the cold air whipped around Kurt as he opened the door, and he nodded.

The two of them collected their gear – a picnic basket, their bags and the cooler. In silence, they made their way down the sand dunes and onto the cold sand. Blaine stripped his pants, much to Kurt's alarm, but was wearing board shorts under them.

Kurt laughed. "How long have you been planning this?"

Blaine shrugged with a sly grin. "Quite a while,"

Kurt raised his eyebrow but Blaine didn't say anything else. They dumped their stuff near a dune and Blaine stripped off his shirt, weighing it down with the cooler. Trying desperately not to stare at his finely toned muscles, Kurt removed his own shirt.

Blaine smirked at Kurt's obvious attempts not to stare at him, walking slowly up to him and kissing him gently. This was the only time they could do it without being self-conscious – the beach was deserted and it was getting darker with every second. Blaine touched the firm skin on Kurt's stomach, finding his abs and stroking them gently. When Blaine first saw him without a shirt, he was surprised – his skin stretched tightly over his firm muscles.

Kurt blushed slightly, barely visible in the dark, and pulled Blaine into a tight embrace, running his hands up and down his Warbler's back. Taking his hand silently, Blaine pulled Kurt down to the water, until it almost lapped at their toes.

"It's going to be cold," Blaine breathed, and Kurt nodded, taking a tiny step forward as the waves were sucked forward.

"The best way to do it is just to plunge yourself in, without thinking," Kurt replied, taking another step forward.

"Agreed."

"On three?"

Blaine nodded.

"One."

"Two."

"THREE!" They cried together as the waves drew back in, and they pelted at the ocean.

The water surged back to break again, and Blaine dived, Kurt following him closely. All of Blaine's body parts screamed with the cold, and he flailed to the surface. Kurt was right beside him, doing the same.

"Holy shit!" Blaine hissed as the water retracted, leaving their torso's bare.

They shivered and swam further out, until their entire bodies, apart from their heads, were submerged in water. With silent flailing, and wishing they were warmer, they slowly warmed up.

"I didn't realise it was that cold," Kurt chattered, and Blaine pulled him into a hug.

His body heat did little, but Kurt stopped shivering. "Still worth it though,"

Kurt nodded and kissed Blaine, pressing their bodies close. They groped and touched, using the constant movement to keep warm – kissing all the time. Blaine kissed little trails from Kurt's lips to his chest, making the boy shiver – only this time it wasn't from the cold.

"I love you," Kurt hissed into Blaine's ear as his hands travelled down his hips.

Blaine stopped his journey, staring at Kurt. "I love you too," he leant forward to kiss him, only to be blocked by a giant wave. It crashed heavily over them, knocking their footing and throwing them at the sand.

Blaine rolled numerous times, smacking his shoulders, bum, head and arms against the sand. He fought for oxygen, bursting up into the rolling waves. He looked around frantically.

"Kurt!" he yelled, and noticed a dark figure near the shore.

Praying it was him, he furiously swam towards it. Kurt was bobbing gently in the swells, watching the shoreline. He heard the yell and turned, relieved to find Blaine thrashing towards him. The two hugged.

"Shit, I thought I'd lost you!" Blaine muttered.

"The bugger came out of nowhere…I got pretty bashed against the sand,"

"Yeah, me too. Are you okay?"

"Fine. I couldn't find you – I thought you might've caught it sneakily and washed up on shore…" Kurt gushed. "And then you didn't appear and..."

Blaine kissed him, although he had to pull back early due to his lack of breath.

"Let's go back to shore,"

Kurt nodded and allowed himself to be lead back to their stuff, where they towelled themselves dry and put on the coats they had brought. It was still freezing. They turned to each other, and Blaine laughed at his boyfriend's hair. Although damp, it had retained its figure, unlike his own. The gel had been completely stripped and his curls rained down relentlessly. Blaine pulled his bag over his shoulder, turning to Kurt.

"Let's go for a walk," Blaine suggested and Kurt nodded, intertwining his fingers with Blaine's.

They walked in silence, lazily dawdling. The moon sat high in the sky now, and Blaine kissed Kurt gently, dropping something intentionally in the process. Kurt didn't notice, and they kept walking after the kiss.

"I don't want anything to change," Kurt said after a moment, and Blaine shot him a sidelong glance.

"What do you mean?"

"I don't know," he whispered. "Things feel stuck in limbo, and I like it. But everything has to change eventually. I don't want it to."

"It won't matter," Blaine said softly, "Because you and I won't ever change,"

Kurt grinned and kissed his boyfriend again, and they started to head back. Blaine was careful to make sure they retraced their steps.

"What's that?" Blaine asked when he saw what he'd dropped.

Kurt hurried up to it, curiously picking it up.

"It's a bottle!" he announced eagerly, and Blaine pulled a flashlight out of his bag. Shining it on the bottle, Kurt's eyes opened widely. "There's something inside!"

He unscrewed the lid and fished the piece of paper from inside. Unravelling it, he peered at it through the dim light of the torch.

"A map…" Kurt glanced at Blaine, whose grin was a mile wide. Kurt's eyes narrowed and he elbowed Blaine in the ribs. "You set this up, didn't you?"

Blaine just chuckled and Kurt stared at the map.

"Well, I assume this is the beach, due to the poorly shaded ocean," Blaine scoffed and stepped away, until Kurt pulled him back into a hug. "I was joking," he planted a kiss on his neck.

"I'm sure," Blaine laughed and motioned to the map.

"I think we should follow it,"

Kurt grinned and looked at it closely.

"A Restaurant, hey?" he grinned and started heading to the dunes, climbing over them with Blaine following closely.

They crossed the road to a fancy restaurant. It corresponded with the name on the map, so Kurt strolled in, Blaine chucking as he followed him inside – they were still slightly damp.

"We should get some coffee?" Blaine suggested and Kurt nodded, sitting down at a table.

Blaine slid in opposite him and hailed over a waiter, who beamed at them as she laid out napkins and coasters.

"Cute," she muttered, and Kurt shot a confused look at Blaine, who shrugged nonchalantly. "What can I get you?"

"You want the usual?" Blaine asked and Kurt nodded, ordering their coffee – a non-fat mocha and a medium drip.

"Sweet, I'll be back soon," the waitress grinned and left the table.

"What was that about?" Kurt asked, and Blaine just grinned. "This is so unfair,"

Blaine licked his lips and rested against the cushiony back-board, enjoying Kurt's impatience.

"All good things come to those who can wait babe," he grinned, gently nudging his foot under the table.

Kurt returned the nudge as the waitress returned with their drinks. Blaine grinned as she turned to Kurt. "I think you'll find what you're looking for under your coaster,"

Kurt's eyes widened and he thanked the waitress, who nodded at Blaine before leaving. He turned his coaster over, and taped to the bottom was a key. His eyes widened to saucers and he stared incredulously at Blaine.

"A key?" he asked.

Blaine nodded and gently sipped his coffee.

"To what?"

Blaine grinned. "You'll find out once you finish your mocha,"

Kurt let out an annoyed huff and quickly drained half his cup.

"Slow down, you'll get a cramp," Blaine laughed, but couldn't blame him.

He finished his drink almost as quickly a Kurt, who was already jumping up. Kurt fished for his wallet, which was securely in his shirt pocket, but Blaine pushed his hands away.

"I've already paid – the waitress and I set it up yesterday,"

Kurt scowled, but he practically pranced out the door.

"Where to?" he asked and Blaine grinned.

"Consult the map," he leaned against the door of the restaurant.

Kurt pulled it from his pocket and looked at it. A thin black line led back to the beach, where they had left their stuff. Kurt looked over at Blaine, his mouth parted slightly.

"You're quite amazing," he kissed him, taking his hand and leading him quickly to the beach again.

They quickly located their things, with the help of the torch, and Kurt found the giant 'X' made with sticks in the ground.

"How did I not see this before?" he asked,

"You weren't looking for it," Blaine grinned, and got down on his hands and knees.

They cleared away the sticks and they both started digging. A little ways down, Blaine stopped digging and stood up. "I'll be back in a sec,"

Kurt nodded and continued, until he hit something solid. He squealed and pulled out a large box. His eyes wide, he opened it to find a photo-frame and a smaller box – one that looked suspiciously like it had a ring in it.

With shaking hands, he picked up the photo-frame. It was from Sectionals – the both of them backstage with their arms slung around each other. Blaine was grinning at Kurt, who was looking rather sheepish. Kurt grinned at the memory as Blaine sat back down, a flickering candle held in his hand. He refilled the hole and placed the candle in the sand, grinning at Kurt.

"Open the little box," Blaine whispered, and Kurt placed the photo-frame on his lap, before taking the little box.

It had blue velvet on the outsides, with a gold trimming. He shakily opened it, and a thick silver ring sat in a holder. He let out the breath he didn't realise he was holding.

"Whoa…"

"You like it?"

"I do…I've always had a fondness for rings," he glanced up at Blaine. "What's it for?"

"It's a promise ring," Blaine crawled forward, avoiding the candle so he was sitting next to Kurt. He kissed his jawline and picked up the ring carefully. "A promise for more rings."

He slid it gently onto Kurt's left ring finger, kissing it gently. "And a promise that we'll always be together,"

Kurt's heart was about to break free and swallow the both of them whole. His stomach was doing weird things, and he could only stare at Blaine.

They kissed gently, and lay back against the sand.

"Always?" Kurt said after a moment, tracing gentle patterns on Blaine's chest, the other hand gently massaging his curly locks.

"Always."

A/N: Okay, so I started this about 5:03pm, it's now 7:42pm. I just couldn't stop! Oh, and I watched...an episode of Glee last night, I don't remember what it's called, but where Sam proposes to Quinn - I totally forgot about that! _stolen idea_ oops XD