A/N: Hey kiddos - I'm going away for the weekend, so I'm leaving you in Claire's capable hands. I shall be writing over the weeked, but Claire's got work and a thousand assignments, so...we might not upload. We're not dead though! Just busy.

The future didn't look bright.

In fact, the only thing that was bright was the streetlamp.

And that wasn't comforting in the slightest.

Kurt was sleeping next to him, warm and breathing heavily, the rise of his chest steady and constant. It was lulling Blaine, but he didn't know if he could sleep.

It was cold, and the ground was hard, and the tree wasn't providing much of a nice backrest. He tucked the blanket over Kurt better, burying his face into the crook of Kurt's neck.

They could recover from this – they both had part time jobs – but it wasn't enough to pay the rent for even a one bedroom box of an apartment.

And of course, they couldn't ask for help. They were too proud for that.

So there they found themselves – under a tree in the light of a streetlamp in New York, worried about everything and owning nothing but a small suitcase with an assortment of clothes and their sheet.

It was hard, but they were going to get through it.

^.^

"This is actually kind of nice." Kurt mumbled that morning, yawning slightly.

"Mm…?" Blaine squinted.

"Waking up with the sun in your eyes." Kurt shrugged. "At least we don't need an alarm…"

Blaine kissed the side of his temple, smiling sadly. "You don't have to be happy about this, baby…I know it's not ideal…"

Kurt shook his head. "No…I think I have to pretend to be okay with this."

Blaine got what he meant. A couple of times he'd caught himself close to tears because of their situation – not sure what they were doing and why they were still doing it.

But at least they were together.

They had to enjoy the little things.

A/N: So, I have no idea if I'm even doing this right, but anyway ^^ Hai guys! It's been a while :P Like Jen said, we are still writing, when we can, but we both have heaps of assignments and we're (well, I am at least) kind of dying. I just wanted to let you know a couple of things.

Firstly, I go out on prac next week, which essentially means I'm going to be a student teacher for the next month. I'm going to be surrounded by little kids all day everyday, so it's highly likely you're going to get quite a few stories about that. :P Sorry in advance :D

The second is that I'm open to prompts, if you feel like sending them to me, but the stories are likely to be fairly short ^^

And third is that we appreciate each and every review we receive. You guys probably have no idea how much they make our day. And now that the A/N's are probably longer than the story, I should stop writing ^^