A/N: Okay, okay. Tinychat link is /jeffnaboots :) We're watching TV and stuff while we're writing, so ignore the weird stuff you hear :) Feel free to chat with us, we can talk and write at the same time.

Rating: G

"This is amazing." Kurt whispered, his eyes closed, face tilted to the wind.

Blaine grinned happily, watching him enjoying himself. It was a rare sight – to see Kurt so blissed out that he didn't even care about his hair, or what the salt was doing to his face. He was truly gorgeous. Blaine ran a hand through his own hair, stopping the stray curls from torturing his eyes.

"Thank you…for this…" Kurt whispered, inhaling strongly. "It's just what I needed."

Blaine shrugged happily. "What better way to celebrate graduation?"

Kurt hummed his agreement, and Blaine slid his arms around Kurt's slender waist.

"I love you." Blaine mumbled into his neck.

"And I love you…" Kurt said softly.

The boat rocked gently and Blaine felt Kurt tense up, his eyes wide. Blaine held him tightly, a small grin on his lips.

"If I get seasick, I'm going to apologize in advance." Kurt whispered, his eyes shutting tightly as he gripped onto the hand rails.

Blaine laughed, nuzzling his neck again. "You're cute."

"No, I'm serious." He rocked unsteadily. "I might throw up on you."

"Have you eaten yet?" Blaine asked, concern taking over.

Kurt shook his head, and Blaine took his hand firmly. "Come on, we're going to go get something to eat."

"I'll throw up." Kurt whimpered.

"No you won't!"

^.^

Ten minutes later, Kurt was throwing up.

"I'm sorry…" Kurt mumbled into the toilet bowl, clutching it for dear life.

He couldn't walk straight – couldn't see straight, and when Blaine noticed how pale he looked, he carted him back to their cabin before he could get sick in front of everyone.

"Don't apologize." Blaine soothed, coming into the bathroom with a damp cloth. "I should've made sure you weren't…seasick…before I scheduled this…"

Kurt grimaced, vomiting into the toilet again as the ship gave a lurch.

Unless that was his stomach. He couldn't be sure.

"Wouldn't have made a difference." He coughed. "I've never been on a boat before."

Blaine hurled him up, steadying him and pressing the cloth to his face.

"Seriously?"

Kurt nodded feebly, one hand on the toilet and the other on Blaine's shoulder.

"Okay, next time we're going on a yacht. Or even just like, a fishing boat."

"Next time?" Kurt whimpered, and Blaine grinned a little, kissing his cheek.

"You'll get used to the feeling of the ocean beneath your feet." Blaine whispered, rearranging the cloth.

"Mm…" Kurt mumbled, closing his eyes. "Thank you for taking care of me."

Blaine grinned.

"What are boyfriends for?"

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