A/N: Teenage!Klaine :D This one I just...ugh, I hated it. The beginning stuck around for like three weeks - I only had about nine lines done and I loved the beginning but it just went nowhere and I forced myself to finish it tonight. It went well, if I do say so myself :D

Rating: G/K

"You know, if you suck out all the jelly, you can see right through these." Blaine held the donut to his eye, closing the other as he peered at Kurt.

"Blaine," Kurt looked around, a little embarrassed. "We're at a restaurant."

"Kurt!" Blaine whined in the exact same tone, making fun of him with a small smile. "We're at Breadstix. You should've let me take you to a real restaurant."

"This is a real restaurant." Kurt argued.

"This place doesn't have meals over ten dollars."

"That's because I can't be bothered to pay over ten dollars for a meal that'll last me all of 12 hours. I could buy much more important things with that money."

Blaine rolled his eyes. "That's why I would've paid."

Kurt sighed. "I don't like it when you pay for me."

"But that's what being on a date is all about."

Kurt grinned. "Being on a date is all about getting to know one another, like our hobbies and sharing thoughts, feelings, likes and dislikes…"

Blaine rolled his eyes. "You're quoting Enchanted. Quoting Disney is my job…"

Kurt laughed, digging into his tiny slice of cake.

"Enchanted isn't Disney." Kurt said after he swallowed.

"Yes it is." Blaine said, matter-of-factly. "I would know."

"But she's a person." Kurt said with a small frown.

"Disney does do human films…Pirates of the Carribean is Disney…"

Kurt raised an eyebrow and shrugged, finishing off his cake.

"I wonder…if I sucked all the jelly from these doughnuts, and then lined them all up…I could put a straw through it and…"

He caught Kurt's glare, pausing mid-sentence. "If you do that, I'll have to kill you."

Blaine chuckled, although a little uneasily. "Sorry."

He returned to eating his doughnuts in peace, and Kurt grinned at him.

"Good Blaine."

Blaine scowled. "I'm not a puppy."

"You're acting like one!"

"No I'm not!" he pouted.

"Fine. You're acting like a toddler."

"Then maybe I should just mash my peas all over the wall?"

"You don't have peas." Kurt pointed out with a coy smile.

"But I have…" Blaine glanced around his plate before grinning. "Jelly!"

"You wouldn't..."

Blaine raised an eyebrow daringly. "It wouldn't be the most embarrassing thing I've done. Not by a long shot."

"Blaine…don't you even…"

He grabbed one of his untouched doughnuts.

"Blaine…!" Kurt hissed as he poked out the jelly, gathering it in his hand. "Stop playing with your food!"

Blaine grinned, squishing it between his fingers.

"Blaine please…not here…"

"Kurt…open your mouth."

"Blaine…what are you doing?"

"Open your mouth."

"I don't want to."

"Trust me!"

"Blaine!" Kurt whined. "We're in a restaurant and you're fondling jelly. How the hell can I trust you?"

"Please?"

Kurt sighed at the puppy-dog eyes – his greatest weakness.

"Fine. But you have to come here."

Blaine grinned and nodded, changing seats so he sat beside Kurt, not opposite him. "Better?"

"Much."

"Now open your mouth."

Kurt winced a little before opening his mouth, looking up and around and not at all at Blaine.

"Jelly is tastey." Blaine said, moving it onto his index finger. "I want you to have some."

"What's your suddden fasination. This isn't going to end well. " Kurt said feebly, watching Blaine's jelly-covered finger inch closer to his face.

Blaine laughed, and as quick as a flash, coated Kurt's nose in jelly.

Kurt's initial reaction was shock – his eyes went wide, his face contorting into some livid grimace, but before he could act on his anger, Blaine leant forward and licked his nose clean. Kurt's eyes were still wide, less angry and more surprised.

Blaine grinned. "See…I wouldn't have done that in a real restaurant…"

"If I agree to go on a proper date, where it's a fancy restaurant and you pay for me, will you promise me to never do that again, and behave yourself?"

Blaine bit his lip with a grin. "Fine."

Kurt nodded, letting out a breath and wiping his nose with a napkin.

^.^

"Remember that time when you promised me that if I let you take me out properly, you'd behave yourself?" Kurt asked, a little frustrated as Blaine dipped his hot chips into a combination of mustard, mayo and ketchup.

"This is behaving myself." Blaine grumbled, popping the chip into his mouth.

"Blaine, we are wearing suits, and you are eating your food with your fingers!" Kurt hissed.

"Are you…do you…" Blaine finally noticed his frustration and sighed, picking up his knife and fork. He speared his chips, raising his eyebrows at Kurt. "Better?"

"Thank you…" Kurt said softly, letting out a sigh of relief.

The waitresses were starting to give them funny looks, and Kurt would rather not be thrown out of this place.

Blaine behaved himself most of the meal – except for one instance where Blaine tried to feed Kurt some of his chocolate cake – and Kurt had to remind him with a glare.

After dinner hey stood in the carpark – Blaine's hands were jammed in his pockets, looking sheepish.

"I'm sorry…" Blaine said softly, and Kurt raised an eyebrow. "I know you just wanted to have a good evening and then I completely ruined it by being a total dick."

Kurt chuckled. "Oh Blaine…I had a good evening…I was with you. That's good enough."

Blaine shook his head. "You're always so gracious and tolerant of me, and I'm such a jerk sometimes. Just being with me isn't enough...I'm sorry…"

Kurt stepped forward, capturing Blaine's face in his hands. "You're wrong though. I love every single second I spend with you. Whether you're being a douche or you're making me laugh…or you're wearing mismatched colours." Kurt playfully tugged at his tie. "But I just…I love you. And I'm not going to remember the perfect evenings where nothing happened. I'm going to remember the stupid things you did that made me so embarrassed I just wanted to walk out. Because that's who you are…and that's who I love."

Blaine's eyebrows had risen to his hairline, and when Kurt stopped talking, the only thing he could do was kiss Kurt until they were a gasping, so-out-of-breath-they-actually-might-die mess. They clinged to each other because what Kurt said was everything that they were.

They were the couple that people looked at and used them as an example – they were the couple that would be together forever, and you only had to watch their body language and hear the way they spoke to each other to realise it.

Blaine opened the door for Kurt, and he sat in the passenger side seat with a small grin. Blaine shut the door and went around to the other side, climbing in and grinning over at Kurt.

"Your place, or mine?"

"Your parents are out this week, right?"

Blaine nodded with a sly grin.

"Yours."

A/N: And full of sap - I'm sure I mentioned that, right?