"Kurt, are you busy?" Blaine asked, turning his attention away from the window and looking at his boyfriend expectantly.

"Not really." Kurt replied, putting his book down. "Why?"

"Can we go for a walk?"

Kurt glanced out the window.

"Blaine, it's raining."

"So? You can take an umbrella."

"We'll get sick." Kurt protested half-heartedly as Blaine pulled him toward the door, stopping to hurriedly pull a jumper over his head and shove his feet into a pair of shoes. "And it's cold."

"No we won't." Blaine disagreed quietly, holding a hand out to Kurt. "And we can have a nice warm bath when we get home."

Kurt still hesitated and Blaine stepped closer, taking his hand.

"Please come walk in the rain with me?" he asked quietly, and Kurt bit his lip.

"Okay." He agreed, and Blaine beamed, kissing him gently.

The sun was slowly setting, casting a gorgeous orange glow, despite the dark clouds, over everything; the air slightly hazy with gentle bird calls being passed over their heads. Blaine and Kurt held hands as it drizzled, Blaine trusting Kurt to guide him as he held his face up, his eyes closed.

"I love it when it's like this." Blaine whispered. "You, and me...and the rain. It's peaceful."

Kurt nodded gently, one arm bent behind his back as he walked. The rain was ruining his hair, but it was far too hard to care too much when he could see Blaine like this: completely relaxed and blissfully happy.

Blaine's eyes lit up. "Maybe if we stay long enough, there'll be a rainbow?"

They entered a large park, and Kurt pulled Blaine in, wrapping his arms around him and resting his face on Blaine's shoulder.

"Too dark for rainbows." He whispered, planting a small kiss to Blaine's collarbone.

Blaine pouted slightly, his eyes closing as Kurt worked his way up his jaw.

"Mm...we can do this in the bath when we get home." Blaine whispered.

"Can we go home then?"

Blaine stepped away from him, taking his hand and lacing their fingers together before they started the slow, lazy amble back to their house. The silence that spilled between them was comfortable and happy, and they stole looks at each other – small grins on their faces.

It seemed as though they never got past the 'two week relationship phase' – where everything was new and exciting and happy and all they could do was love each other. They'd been dating for five years, and everything was still exciting and new and happy and all they could do was love each other.

With every day came new things to learn about each other – likes and dislikes, stories and experiences to share – and life was perfect.

Blaine grinned, fluffing Kurt's damp hair gently.

"I love you." He whispered.

Kurt leaned in to kiss him. "I love you too."

A/N: Inadequate... :)