A/N: And that's 80 chapters.
"So, we have three options." Kurt said, not waiting to greet Blaine as he slipped past him into Blaine's room, spilling the brochures he was carrying over his bed. "Plane, bus, or train?" he asked, stretching as he turned around to face Blaine.
Blaine pulled him into a hug, sleepily nuzzling into his neck.
"Shh, wait until I wake up." He mumbled. Kurt laughed, pushing him away a little.
"Blaine, it's eight in the morning."
"And it's a Sunday." Blaine yawned, cuddling into him again.
Kurt laughed again, pushing him away fully and taking his hand.
"Come on then, let's go get you some coffee, and then we can talk travel plans." Kurt said, pulling him out of the room. Blaine stumbled sleepily along at his side, Kurt's arm around his waist the only thing keeping him upright.
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Ten minutes later, fully awake by now, Blaine bounced back into his room, coffee in hand. Kurt trailed behind him, laughing at how much his behaviour had changed after half a cup of coffee.
Blaine placed his coffee carefully on his bedside table, before throwing himself onto his bed, sending the brochures flying.
"Blaine!" Kurt scolded, gathering up the displaced paper.
"Come here." Blaine whined, pulling him into his arms, making Kurt drop the brochures again.
"Blaine!" Kurt laughed. "You have to pick those up now." Blaine looked at him pleadingly. "Now." Kurt insisted, crossing his arms. "Or no cuddles."
Blaine's eyes widened, and he quickly moved off the bed, gathering the brochures into an untidy pile and placing them next to his coffee before looking at Kurt, biting his lip. They often played this game – Blaine liked the scolding and the owner-puppy relationship they shared.
"Can I..?" He asked hesitantly. Kurt smiled, holding his arms out. Blaine snuggled into him happily.
"So, bus, plane or train?" Kurt asked a few minutes later, after they'd settled themselves comfortably. "Taking the plane would be the fastest, while the bus would take us past all of the tourist-y type things. The train has like, no added benefit unless you count leg-room." Kurt explained, studying the brochures he'd pulled back onto the bed.
"Train." Blaine said immediately, blushing a little when Kurt turned his head to look at him, eyebrow raised. "What? I like trains." He mumbled. Kurt laughed, leaning forward and kissing him.
"That's all kinds of adorable." He whispered, laughing a little. "Why trains?"
Blaine's face brightened and he shrugged. "Just like them. They're…calming. They've got this bad-assery about them and the people are so much cooler."
Kurt chuckled and pulled him closer
"Where are we even going?" Blaine asked after a moment.
"Blaine…"
A/N: This one was a little rushed and a failed ending, but you have to admit, a lot of these have been quality :)