A/N: This chapter was actually meant to come before the previous one.
It was a rare night for them. Blaine had finished enough of his work to come on Skype, and Kurt, with nothing pressing for the next day, was able to stay up late enough to speak to him.
"I miss you so much." The words tumbled from Blaine's lips the moment Kurt's head came into view.
"I miss you too," Kurt returned immediately, his voice wavering. "It's hard without you here."
"I know poppet," Blaine said, "I can't even imagine being in Dalton without you."
"Jeff distracts me," Kurt answered, "it's hard for him too, but, it's not the same Blaine," he admitted, ducking his head.
"Don't hide your pretty eyes from me," Blaine coaxed, his voice reverberating through Kurt's ear buds, "especially when I'm not there to lift your head."
Kurt sniffed but complied, meeting his eyes through the screen again. "I can't wait for this year to be over."
"Don't rush it," Blaine told him. "I want you here with me too poppet, badly, but this is your senior year. Love every moment of it. Senior year was the best for me, and I want that for you too."
"All I want is you," Kurt told him, with a shrug, "but I'll try to. It's already mid-October."
"Exactly," Blaine responded, his voice perking up. "And I'll be home at the end of next month for Thanksgiving week, remember? And you're going to join my family and I up here for New Years."
"And you're coming back for spring break," Kurt added, his own voice picking up slightly, "and you're not going to do any internships or anything this summer so-"
"I'll be right back in Ohio with you for your last summer home and then we'll come back out here, together - "
"No matter which school I decide to go to."
"Exactly poppet," Blaine finished, noticing but not commenting on the way Kurt's voice dipped into tentativeness with that last sentence.
"I still miss you though," Kurt told him.
"Me too. I really wish I was there. I'd love to see in person what you guys are doing with the Warblers. Hearing about the changes you've made just isn't good enough. I mean seriously, you guys are getting costumes made?"
"I designed it," Kurt said proudly. "Do you want to see the sketches?"
"Surprise me with pictures when they're done," Blaine answered, "With you as the model of course."
Kurt's cheeks flushed slightly. "I wish I can see your library," Kurt admitted once he had recovered sufficiently. "It seems so grand."
"It is! I'll sneak you in for a tour when you're here."
"Blaine the criminal," he teased.
"You'll bail me out of prison?"
"Of course I will," Kurt agreed, "except, won't I be next to you in the cell?"
"True." Blaine tapped his cheek thoughtfully for a moment. "I'll just have to plan out a schedule for Nick, so he and Jeff can bail us out first and then we'll return the favour."
"Blaine!" Kurt huffed with a laugh, "you're silly."
"Your silly," he responded.
"Yes, my silly."
"Forever," Blaine breathed, before chuckling at the way his sincerity caused Kurt to blush.