"I've got bad news."
"No." Kurt moaned, sitting in his computer chair. "No, Blaine."
"Yeah. There's a mock trial that was just set up and I have to go watch." Blaine cringed. "It's for one of my classes."
It had been three weeks. Three weeks and they were so close to being able to see each other. At least, they had been. It was looking like those plans were changing.
"Oh." Kurt said softly, biting his lip to stop himself from sighing. School came first. School had to come first. "That's alright. I understand."
"I'm still coming. I'll just be coming two days later." Blaine said, frowning. "Kurt, I'm so sorry…"
"That barely leaves us two and a half days." Kurt said. "Is there any point in you even coming?"
"Well if you don't want me to come, then—."
"That's not what I said—."
"It sounded like—." Blaine took a deep breath. Why was he getting so defensive? Maybe he was more tired than he thought.
"I just meant that if you wanted to reschedule, then that would be fine." Kurt sighed. "Of course I want to see you, Blaine."
"I'm sorry. I think I just need a nap." Blaine sighed as well and rubbed his face. "I'm really sorry. I didn't plan to have to go to this, you know? I'm upset that our trip is being cut so short… What if you come here?"
"The only reason this worked out is you don't have Monday and Tuesday classes… I do. I can't miss class." Kurt sighed again. "I wish I could or I would."
"Right. Classes." Blaine let out a frustrated groan. "I knew that."
"Hey. Sunday instead of Friday night is okay." Kurt said, attempting to sound cheerful. "It's still time that we get to spend together. That is what's important, right?"
"I just wish I could see you Friday. Or now." Blaine frowned.
"Sunday is really soon too."
"Yeah. Yeah." Blaine nodded, not feeling convinced. "You're right."
"You look absolutely exhausted." Kurt said, watching Blaine through the screen.
"I had a late night." Blaine admitted.
"Go take a nap." Kurt said immediately. "I want you to get off of here, sleep for at least three hours, and call me when you wake up. Okay?"
"If I fall asleep I might not wake up." Blaine said very seriously, yawning.
"That's okay too." Kurt reassured him. "Go and get some sleep, alright? I'll be here to talk when you wake up."
"But I really wanted to talk to you." Blaine protested.
"About what?"
"To talk, to make sure you're not mad about me coming later, because I miss you… Just to hear you."
"Okay. You get off of here, call me, and I'll talk to you on the phone until you fall asleep." Kurt said. "Does that sound like a deal?"
"Can I still call you after I wake up?"
"Of course." Kurt smiled at him. "Are you going to call me now?"
"Mhmm." Blaine signed off and dialed Kurt's number.
"Hey." Kurt said.
"Mmhi." Blaine laid down.
"You won't last two minutes. I can hear it in your voice." Kurt laughed.
"I might." Blaine curled up comfortably, holding the phone. "I miss you, Kurt."
"I miss you too, sweetie. Sunday isn't that far away, right?"
"I guess." Blaine shrugged. "I'm gonna fall asleep now, mmkay?"
"Alright." Kurt laughed again. "I love you, Blaine."
"Mmhloveyoutoo." Blaine said before hanging up and falling asleep.
Kurt sat in one of the many studios at CCAD the next day, eating his lunch on his first break after having sketched for nearly three hours. LuckilyAlec was there too to keep him company, because it was much better chatting with Alec over lunch than any of the other students that were in various seats throughout the studio.
Kurt had confided in him about his and Blaine's discussion the night before. Even though he knew Blaine couldn't help postponing their trip, he was still sad—was the right word upset?—that he wouldn't be seeing Blaine as soon as planned and that the duration of the visit wouldn't be as long. Of course any Blaine was better than no Blaine, and maybe he was being a bit selfish in feeling that way, but he couldn't help it.
He found that the most logical thing to do would be to talk to Alec, who he knew was going through the same thing as he and had been going through it longer. Alec and Eric always seemed happy, so clearly Alec was doing something right. Kurt was willing to seek advice wherever he would find it.
"Cancelled plans are just something you have to get used to." Alec said once Kurt had finished relaying what exactly was going on while munching on some Sun Chips. "I know it sucks but it will get easier. Eric has to bail on me all the time."
"What do you do when that happens?" Kurt asked curiously.
"Sometimes we argue about it but it's pretty pointless most of the time, because if he can't make it… he can't make it." Alec shrugged. "Sometimes we just talk it through, make concrete plans for our next trip to see one another… Sometimes I just say 'okay' and then go out to a party that night or, you know, do nothing… There's no set thing I do, really. I just try to not let it bother me. I know he cares about me. I know that at the end of the week or month or semester that he'll be all mine again. He's worth the wait and so I wait."
"But do you ever… are you ever upset?"
"Oh yeah." Alec nodded. "If I haven't seen him in three weeks and we make big plans and he bails, I get pissed. That's usually when we fight. We fight when it's been a super long time and I'm so excited to see him. That's a little different for you, though. Typically I'll see Eric on weekends or every other weekend. It seems like with you and Blaine, it's just a break thing. It all goes down to the same thing though. If he's worth the wait, you may not like it, but you'll wait."
"You make it sound so easy." Kurt sighed.
Alec wadded up his chip bag and tossed it into a nearby trash can. "Sometimes it sucks, Kurt. I'm not going to lie. Sometimes I could just drive to him and be like 'That's it. Spend time with me or we're done.' Once I did that, actually."
"You did?"
"Last year, right at midterms. Then again I was freaking out about everything. I was overwhelmed and I just… I just wanted my boyfriend." Alec admitted.
"What did he do?"
"He asked me if I had lost my damn mind." Alec laughed. "And then he asked me if I was drunk. After it was established that neither had happened, we went out to dinner and talked. I felt better, I went home, and I went back to stay with him that weekend."
"What did you talk about?"
"The future. Buying a house after we're both done with school. Getting married."
"Having kids?" Kurt asked, smiling a bit.
"I don't… We don't know if we want kids yet." Alec said. "That is something we're re-evaluating on when Eric turns thirty."
"So thinking and talking about the future helps?" Kurt asked, taking a deep breath.
"It helps us because that's what both of us are working towards." Alec nodded. "Doesn't mean that will help you. You and Blaine are different and have a different relationship. I've been with Eric since I was fourteen. We're at this point where we know when to back off, when to keep pushing… We've had so many fights. But you'll find out the limits for what you and Blaine can do when you're both frustrated."
Kurt nodded, trying to mentally take notes on everything.
"Neither of you want to be separated. It's just necessary for the future. And Blaine doesn't want to bail on you, either. But school is important and expensive… so it has to come first." Alec said. "Just try to remember that."
"I mean, I knew plans would get cancelled eventually but I didn't think it would happen on our first visit." Kurt sighed and took a bite of his sandwich.
"Did you two argue about it?" Alec asked. "Is that why you're upset?"
"It's not his fault. Of course not." Kurt said. "I'm not mad at him."
"Just be glad you didn't argue then. Eric is only a few hours away from me and we struggle sometimes… you and Blaine will have worse fights when they start. Trust me. You'll make each other cry, slam things, and throw things… But the thing is to work through the fights. Get it out of your system, apologize, and move on from that one. He loves you. It is painfully obvious any time I've seen him. Make effort and you'll be okay."
"We might not fight." Kurt said, but he unmistakably looked concerned.
"Not today maybe. But even if you two can handle the distance, there are going to be fights."
"But I don't want to fight with him. Today or any day." Kurt sighed.
"Fighting isn't necessarily bad."
Kurt gave him a look as he drank some of his tea.
"They're not. They really help with the tension." Alec continued. "Plus, you and Blaine are a really good couple. You and Blaine will be able to handle the fights."
"But what if we can't?" Kurt asked, looking down.
"If you want to stay with him, you'll be able to handle it." Alec reassured him. "Don't you two fight?"
"I mean… We bicker. But we've only had a few fights. And they are always blown way out of proportion and drag on really long." Kurt's eyes widened. "What if we can't get through the fights?"
"I was trying to make you feel better, not worse!" Alec said quickly. "I meant that it's a good thing you aren't fighting yet."
"Yet as in we still could." Kurt said, eyes big. "How is the fact that we have impending huge fights supposed to make me feel better?"
"Listen." Alec interrupted him. "You and Blaine support each other. It's what you do. With Eric and I, there are phases. We'll have two good months where everything goes as planned and we're… well, happy with being apart. Not that we don't want to see each other, but it's easier and stuff. But there are other times when we scream and yell and throw things at walls and say things we don't mean. But we get it out of our system and apologize, and then we move on. You two will go through phases too but as long as you continue to support each other, then you'll be fine."
"That doesn't make me feel much better." Kurt sighed.
"You'll be okay. It gets easier as it goes." Alec reassured him. "It's tough but next year you'll be a lot closer to him. Then it'll be even easier."
"Thanks." Kurt sighed a bit, although he still didn't feel a bit better. He had hoped Alec would tell him all about how easy it would be, how they wouldn't fight. After all, anytime he saw Eric and Alec they looked in love and positively happy. That was reassuring, but the arguments? Not reassuring at all.
"Can I say something? Is that allowed?" Alec asked.
"Of course." Kurt nodded, sitting up a little straighter.
"You're making this harder than it needs to be right now. This is only the beginning. It had been a year before I was as upset as you." Alec said very slowly. "If you keep up at this rate, Kurt, you're going to burn out."
"How am I supposed to not take it this way?"
"Go out and take your mind off of things?" Alec offered. "Let's go see a movie or something. Make sure to go out together once a week just so you have some free time, aside from school and your internship, to… have fun and not think about it."
"I find it hard to go out and have fun without him."
"So what did you do before you dated him?"
"I was in Glee Club."
"And did you all hang out outside of school?"
"They're all gone." Kurt said shortly.
"Do that stuff with me." Alec shrugged. "Just because you're dating someone doesn't mean you can't do anything without them, Kurt. Even if you're madly in love and plan to get married. You are your own person."
"I know that."
"Look. I have been dating Eric for seven years now—almost eight." Alec said. "I go to parties without him—as he so kindly let you know the first time you met him. I go see movies even if its one he wants to see. You can't just wait around for him to come back to live. You were independent when he was here, right? And before you dated him? So, get over it. Yeah, it sucks. But what you're doing right now—it's not gonna work. Sorry to tell you. You're going to burn yourself out and you're going to inadvertently cause your relationship with Blaine to crumble."
Kurt's eyes widened in horror.
"You'll either end up breaking up with him because you can't take it, he'll breakup with you because of what he's doing to you, or one of the two of you will give up school to be with the other… leading to a life of bottled hatred and angst and blah blah blah until you break up, get divorced, fight over custody of your children, and whatnot." Alec said very bluntly. "Sorry if I'm overstepping here but you're my friend and I don't want you to do any of the above to yourself."
Kurt nodded, eyes still big.
"When will he be getting here?" Alec asked.
"He'll be home by the time I get there. Dad's picking him up from the airport since I had to finish and submit the assignment here." Kurt said, unable to hide the smile that came to his face when he thought of how he would soon get to see Blaine. To hug Blaine. At this point, that was all he wanted. Just a hug.
"I hope I didn't scare you." Alec said, grabbing his own sketchbook and pulling it back towards him.
"No, it's okay. I'd rather hear this stuff." Kurt said, pulling his own up and scooting closer to the table so he could finish his piece. "Thanks for being so honest with me."
"Anytime." Alec gave him a reassuring smile. "You and Blaine will be just fine. Now let's get done—or at least you get yours done—so you can get home to your man."
…
Blaine tapped his foot anxiously, going back and forth between looking out the window and looking into the kitchen where Melody was fast asleep on the floor with both Oreo and Kreacher curled up with her. Kurt had called and Blaine knew that he would be home soon, but with every minute he got more and more excited for Kurt to get home.
After five more agonizingly long minutes he heard Lady Gaga (unfortunately) and a car pulling into the driveway. Clearly Carole and Burt would not be listening to that—and he knew Burt wouldn't be home for hours still, because Burt had to go back to work after dropping he and the little one off—which could only mean one thing. Kurt was finally home.
With one last glance at Melody, who was still fast asleep, he ran outside and pulled Kurt's car door open before Kurt could even grab his messenger bag from the backseat. "Kurt!"
"Oh my God, I didn't see Dad's truck and thought—you're here! I didn't know if you all would have made it back, or if you'd stopped to eat—you're here!" Kurt scrambled to pull his seat belt off. "Blaine, Blaine, oh my God. I've missed you so much. You're here. Oh my God."
"I've missed you more!"
Kurt threw his arms around Blaine's neck, face breaking into an impossibly large smile. "You smell so good. You look so good. Oh my God, I missed you."
Blaine laughed loudly. "Should we go inside?"
"A few minutes." Kurt mumbled, clinging to him and kissing up and down his neck. "Mmh you taste good too. I love you so much, Blaine. And I've missed you."
"I love you." Blaine said, taking his turn to kiss everywhere on Kurt that he could reach.
"I just love you so much." Kurt repeated, tilting his head to give Blaine better access.
"You still taste good too." Blaine finally said, slowly pulling away.
"Two and a half days." Kurt said, somewhat breathlessly. Blaine was there. Finally. After weeks of only having conversations via instant messenger, his boyfriend was right in front of him and wearing the most adorable smile Kurt had ever seen. "We have to make the best of it even if that just means cuddling while working on homework… apart from when I'm in class."
"Aww, you're suggesting we cuddle." Blaine grinned.
"Of course I am." Kurt said. "Don't pretend you don't want to. I've never heard of another person who loves to snuggle as much as you."
"You know I want to. That's not even a question."
"Have you seen Miss Melody?" Kurt grabbed Blaine's hand, slowly leading him towards the house.
"Yes. Luckily she wore herself out an hour ago. She talks more than I remember." Blaine teased.
"I'm not the only one who is excited to see you." Kurt went into the house. "Did Dad talk your ear off?"
"Yeah but he had to go back to work, so it's been Melody and I since we made it home." Blaine said.
"Mmmh, so Dad and Carole aren't here?" Kurt said, tugging Blaine close to him after locking and closing the front door. "I can't believe you just left her inside alone. We're going to have to get you some babysitting classes before we have our own kids, Blaine Anderson."
Blaine's eyes widened in horror. "Are you serious? What can she do asleep?"
"You should know well enough by now that nearly half of the time, Melody is not really asleep when you believe she is." Kurt laughed.
Blaine peaked into the kitchen and then giggled, kissing Kurt before speaking. "Your little sister is still asleep under the kitchen table."
"And you'll still be taking classes even if she is." Kurt grinned and pushed Blaine back onto the couch. "However, it is a good thing we're in the living room."
"If someone walks in—"
"I daresay they will not be surprised." Kurt said, climbing on top of him.
"We cannot have sex on the couch."
"Who said anything about sex?" Kurt mumbled before kissing Blaine passionately.
"Mmmh!" Blaine slid his arms around Kurt's waist and tugged him closer, breathing noisily through his nose. "This is—your—missed—." He mumbled incoherently, attempting to pull Kurt even closer than he already was.
"What you doooing?" Melody suddenly giggled, running up.
"Oh God." Kurt said, clambering into a sitting position. "Sweetie, hi."
"Kuuuuurt, I'm hungry!"
"Okay, okay." Kurt got up and reached his hand down. "Come on, little one."
"Come on, Blaine!" Melody squealed, waving him over with her tiny hand.
"I'm coming, I'm coming." Blaine laughed and followed her and his boyfriend into the kitchen.
"Pick up your baby doll from under the table, Mellie." Kurt said, letting go of her hand. "Blaine, what do you want to eat?"
"Kurt, trike!" Melody demanded as she picked up her baby doll.
"Mommy said you can't ride your tricycle in the house." Kurt said in a firm voice. "It's rude to talk over people. Blaine was about to talk. Tell him that you're sorry for interrupting him."
"Sorry, Blaine." Melody pouted.
"I don't care what we eat." Blaine laughed, reaching and scooping her up.
"Blaine, trike!"
"I think Kurt's answer is what we're gonna have to go with, pumpkin." Blaine kissed her cheek.
"Outside trike?" She tilted her head.
"Maybe later, Melody." Kurt said as he made sandwiches.
"Why don't we look a picture book and make up stories?" Blaine asked excitedly.
"Okay!" Melody clapped.
"Go find one!" Blaine sat her down. "Only the very best!"
"EEE!" Melody squealed as she toddled off.
"She's so cute." Blaine laughed.
"She is but she's starting to get a little bossy." Kurt whispered.
"Bossy?" Blaine gasped. "I wonder where she got that."
"Carole believes it's a 'combination of me and Finn.'" Kurt scoffed. "Hand me that bag of-oh."
Blaine giggled, handing Kurt the bag of Barbeque Lays.
"Let's forget that happened, okay?" Kurt asked meekly as Melody stumbled over with a book.
"Blaine! Blaine! Read!"
"No, no, no!" Blaine sat her at the table and took a seat by her. "We're going to make up our own story."
"What?" Melody tilted her head, clearly not understanding him.
"Alright. Her name is Lizzie." Blaine said, opening the book and point to a little blond girl.
"Nooooo." Melody giggled. "She's Clifford's friend!"
"Not this time. She's Lizzie. She's a... a..." Blaine said, looking thoughtful.
"HERO!"
"Alright! She's a super hero and this big dog is really-"
"Her Daddy!"
Kurt snorted loudly as he poured chips onto three plates.
"Right! The big red dog is her dad!" Blaine nodded. "What's his name?"
"Barnette." Melody said. "He's a girl!"
"Her daddy is a girl named Barnette. Got it." Blaine said, laughing. "And this spotted dog is-"
"The brother." Melody nodded.
"Great. Okay. So they're all walking down the street when there's a big flood!"
"What's that?" Melody tilted her head to the side.
"It's like a pool but everywhere." Blaine exclaimed.
"Uh oh! They need floodies?"
"Floaties." Kurt giggled as he put their plates on the table.
Melody giggled also. "More!"
"Okay, so superhero Lizzie uses her big Daddy Barnette who is a girl and she puts him in front of ALL the people so they don't get wet." Blaine said, skipping eight pages when Melody wasn't looking. After all, how the hell was he supposed to make a good story with what had been given to him?
"That's very smart." Kurt said as he sat down next to them.
"It is!" Melody chirped.
"And the brother goes and buys a really big bathtub stopper," Blaine continued before turning to the last page. "And then the water goes away. The End!"
"That story was so good that it took less than three minutes!" Kurt smirked.
"Must be the English major. I'm very good at summing things up." Blaine said, shooting him a 'Don't you dare' look.
"Cliff notes." Kurt sang.
"I'llwitholdbjs." Blaine coughed.
"Peanut jelly!" Melody cheered, clapping her hands.
"No peanut butter and jelly." Kurt said, sending Blaine a look and then whispering, "Everything. She repeats everything."
Blaine gave him a sheepish smile.
"Alright, Mellie. Let's get you in your seat and we can eat some lunch since you're oh so hungry." Kurt said, scooping Melody up.
"I'm not hungry." Melody protested.
"But you said you were and I think your little tummy is grumbling." Kurt said sitting her down in her booster seat. "Show Blaine your booster seat! Tell him all about how we're sitting at the table now."
"I'muhbiggirl!" Melody cheered as Kurt strapped her in.
"You are a big girl." Kurt nodded. "And mommy is going to be oh so proud that we're going to have a stress free lunch with no toddler meltdowns, right?"
"Uh huh." Melody said, puffing her cheeks out. "I'muhbiggirl!"
"You sure are." Kurt scooted her plate up to her. "Mommy's going to be soooo happy!"
"Mommy happy!" Melody clapped and began eating the cut up pieces of her sandwich.
"She's not mastered a happy meal at the table quite yet." Kurt whispered to Blaine. "She's good for a few minutes."
"How often do you stay with her?" Blaine asked.
"Carole's picked up more hours because the cost of Mellie's daycare has gone up. So any time I get home and she's not already home with someone else, I go and pick her up." Kurt said, shrugging. "It's not that bad. After all, she's adorable." He reached over, ruffling Melody's hair. "We like to keep each other company, don't we, Mellie Boo?"
"I wanna see Daddy." Melody whined, dropping a piece of her sandwich. "Daddy, Daddy, Daddy."
"And here we go." Kurt sighed.
"Daddddy!"
"Daddy will be home in an hour or two, sweetie." Kurt said calmly.
"Mommy?"
"Mommy will be home in—now. Oh, thank God." Kurt sighed in relief as the back door opened.
"Melody!" Carole gasped. "Look at you, you big girl! Kurt and Blaine got you all set up in your big girl seat!"
"I'muhbiggirl!" Melody said, waving.
"Did you hear that, Blaine? She's a big girl." Carole said, going over and hugging Blaine very tightly. "And look at you. How are you? We all miss you a l—."
"He's mine!" Melody whined, tugging Blaine's shirt sleeve. "Blaaaaine."
"Mommy was talking, hon. We don't interrupt people." Carole said in a firm voice. "Say you're sorry."
"Sorry, Mommy." Melody sighed.
Blaine laughed quietly, despite Carole's playful glare.
"Melody, did you have a nap?"
"Under the table again evidently." Kurt said, pointing to Blaine.
"She thinks she's the cat." Carole sighed. "Apparently Kurt thought he was a puppy when he was a toddler and now Melody thinks she is a cat. I have a feeling Burt is responsible for both but I can't figure out how."
"Hey, I had drugs as an excuse. Melody is just weird." Kurt teased.
"Daddy Burt." Melody chirped.
"Mommy talked to Daddy and guess what?" Carole asked excitedly.
"What?" Melody bounced in her seat.
"He's coming home early because Blaine's home!"
"EEEE!" Melody shrieked happily. "I love Daddy!"
"You're just a big Daddy's girl, aren't you?" Blaine laughed.
Melody nodded and clapped.
"You boys go and spend some time together before dinner." Carole said after hugging Blaine again. "We'll talk all about Harvard while we eat."
"Alright." Kurt said, grabbing his plate.
"Thanks for watching her, boys." Carole squeezed Kurt's shoulder before they headed upstairs.
"Do Burt and Carole not have enough for Melody's daycare?" Blaine whispered.
"They have enough but Dad's cutting shifts so the guys can get hours. They've got families too. Half the time he's there he's not on the clock." Kurt said shutting the bedroom door behind him.
"But…" Blaine began. "Do they need… I can get into my savings and pay back part of my tuition…"
"Dad told you that he doesn't want the money back and that if you insisted on it, that he wanted small payments after you're out of Harvard with a stable job." Kurt interrupted. "He won't let you give him anything. It's okay, really. Plus, he always gets a lot of extra business close to winter."
"I wish I could do something to help…" Blaine frowned.
"They're fine. We're fine, I mean. I promise. It's nothing that cannot be handled."
"And you have time to babysit her?"
"I feed her and stick her in front of Bob The Builder. She's got a little crush on him." Kurt smiled reassuringly. "Plenty of time for me to do school work. She's less distracting than you and Kreacher."
"Where is the thing? And my cat?"
"Kreacher is probably still in his cage. Oreo is probably hiding under Melody's bed." Kurt said taking a bite of his food. "Your Harvard loans went through and everything, right?"
"Yeah." Blaine nodded.
"And you have enough money? Dad worries about it. I told him we've still got that one joint account and how we can see each other's accounts on the website so I know you've got money. He's still worried, though."
"I'm fine." Blaine nodded. "Alex's still sending money too. Burt doesn't need to worry."
"It's no use in telling him that." Kurt laughed and crawled onto the bed, opening his arms.
Blaine laid down, immediately getting into Kurt's open arms and snuggling close. "I missed this."
"Me too." Kurt kissed the top of Blaine's head and gave him a tight squeeze.
"I just want to lay here until Tuesday morning when I have to leave." Blaine said, rolling and pressing his back to Kurt's chest.
"That would be perfect but we both have homework to work on. Remember?" Kurt sighed a bit.
Blaine whined. "Alright. But apart from when we're doing homework, eating, and using the bathroom… we shall spoon. We'll alternate who is the bigger spoon, of course."
Kurt leaned over, pressing a kiss to Blaine's cheek. "I'm glad you came home for the weekend."
"Me too." Blaine turned his head and smiled at Kurt adorably. "I couldn't have lasted another day without seeing my gorgeous boyfriend whom I love and adore."
Kurt smiled happily. "I love and adore you too, you know?"
"I know." Blaine's smile grew and he relaxed against Kurt. "I know."
"Do you really read four hours a day?" Kurt asked the next day.
"We're supposed to read forty to sixty hours a week and then add studying onto that… apparently midterms and exams you basically don't even get to breathe." Blaine sighed. "I try to read a few hours in the morning and a few hours at night."
Kurt stared at him, eyes wide.
"The next two years are supposed to be a lot easier." Blaine said quickly. "And a lot of it right now is terminology and stuff. It's not that bad."
"Forty to sixty hours of reading plus studying isn't that bad?" Kurt echoed. "I guess I know why first year law students can't work. Do you sleep?"
"Yeah. Not as much as I used to." Blaine said. "I sleep between classes a lot. Wes and I take turns waking each other up when it's time for us to go. He's going out of his mind. He doesn't even have time to hit on girls that are out of his league."
Kurt snorted loudly as Blaine giggled. "Do you think he'll ever settle down?"
"No." Blaine laughed. "I don't think so. I don't think any girl would put up with him."
"That's true." Kurt laughed a bit.
"You have a lot of homework too though. You've been doing stuff the whole four hours I've been reading."
"It's just weird. I'm used to you not having to put a whole lot of time into stuff." Kurt admitted. "You're kind of hot when you're concentrating so hard."
"Oh, really?" Blaine smirked. "What if I got reading glasses?"
"I don't think I'd be able to handle the sexy." Kurt said, moving Blaine's book and climbing onto his lap.
"Mmh and this is why it's good I went away to school." Blaine teased as Kurt leaned down to kiss him. "Neither of us would get anything done because of my sexiness."
Kurt laughed loudly and wrapped his arms around Blaine's neck. "That's the silver lining you're choosing to go with? Not 'it's for our future' but 'I'm so sexy we'd both drop out?'"
"Don't deny it." Blaine teased. "You're pretty damn sexy too. It might end up your fault. We're a danger to each other's careers, Kurt."
"Mmmh I'm fine with that." Kurt kissed Blaine eagerly.
"Are—mmh!"
"Quiet time now." Kurt mumbled into his lips, letting his hand slide down Blaine's side. "Shh."
"You seem quiet." Kurt said late Monday night, sitting across from Blaine at the kitchen table. He nudged Blaine's foot with his own.
"I feel like half of the visit was spent on homework and now I have to go home tomorrow." Blaine admitted. "These two days have been so good but I have to go back to Harvard without you… and I feel like it's going to be even harder now that I've seen you."
"I know what you mean." Kurt sighed, reaching his hand out across the table.
Blaine reached his hand as well, lacing fingers with Kurt. "I know… I miss you a lot. I know I have to cancel Skype dates and stuff but I really do miss you… I really hope you know that. I'd much rather be talking to you than doing homework or studying."
"But you like watching the mock trials more." Kurt teased.
"No. I don't." Blaine protested. "But I do love them. They're really interesting. Sometimes I see it more as fun than school work even."
"You're definitely in the right field of work then." Kurt squeezed his hand.
"You are going to go to Parsons now, right?" Blaine asked.
I think so." Kurt nodded. "I've been talking to Andrew, the guy that I intern for. He's not big himself but he knows a lot of big people. He says there is really no other grad school to go to if I want to make it… and he said he thinks I can."
"Wait, what? Who is Andrew? Does he own a company or just work in one?"
"Oh! I accepted an internship! I meant to tell you in person, but I was so excited that you're here that I forgot!" Kurt said. "Alright. His name is Andrew Blevins. He works for a company called United Designs."
"That's awesome! How long are you doing it?"
"The entire semester. I go in one day a week for about 7 hours. It's not intensive or anything at all. I do mail runs, basic stuff nobody else wants to do. When there isn't anything stupid for me to do, Andrew shows me the ropes of the office, shows me his designs and stuff, talks about the process more in depth." Kurt explained. "It's kind of different from how they explain it in school, but that makes sense."
"Wow." Blaine said, smiling. "Do you like it?"
"Oh, yeah. They're all really, really nice." Kurt nodded.
"But… you're picking Mellie up all of those days?" Blaine questioned.
"I pick her up four days a week. Dad gets her the other day and takes her to the garage until Carole or I can get here—but Carole usually gets off and to the garage before me." Kurt shrugged.
"And you're… okay getting school work done?"
"I have some days I get out of school early. I'm doing okay. Work is getting done." Kurt gave him a smile. "Don't worry about me. I'm fine."
"Now about that Andrew guy saying he thinks you can make it… I've been telling you that for years. But I guess you take the word of a 'professional' over your boyfriend." Blaine teased, squeezing Kurt's hand that was still linked with his own. "You must not trust my judgment."
"I did until you went to UK and started wearing t shirts all the time… but you've dressed very nicely on this little visit, so my faith is slowly being restored." Kurt giggled.
"I could try some more things on for you." Blaine stood and leaned over, still holding hands with Kurt.
"Is that so?" Kurt asked interestedly, leaning over as well and kissing him.
"We do have the house to ourselves." Blaine grinned.
"And it could be Thanksgiving before I see you again after this if Halloween weekend gets cancelled…" Kurt said thoughtfully.
"And your legs are looking especially nice in those pants."
"Well I have to remind you why you should come back again, don't I?" Kurt gave him an impish smile.
"Oh I don't need reminding about anything when it comes to your body, Kurt." Blaine smirked right back.
"Well I certainly hope you wouldn't come all the way to Ohio for a booty call, I guess." Kurt joked and kissed him again. "You know… you may have actually gotten shorter."
Blaine dropped his hand and sat back down in his chair, letting out a loud and adorable whine.
"Wake up."
"Mmmh." Blaine burrowed under the covers, rolling onto his stomach and nuzzling his pillow.
"Blaine, babe…" Kurt whispered, leaning over the side of the bed and kissing Blaine's cheek. "Wake up."
"Mmmhno. 'S early." Blaine moaned.
"I know it is." Kurt whispered, fingers running through his hair. "But we're going to get breakfast and coffee."
"Hmm." Blaine smiled, rolling onto his back.
"Yeah." Kurt moved his fingers to stroke Blaine's face. "We can make a long trip out of it and go to the airport from there."
Blaine's smile faded a bit. "Oh. That's today."
Kurt leaned down, pressing his lips against Blaine's.
"I've got morning breath." Blaine moaned, turning his head.
"I don't care." Kurt leaned over more to recapture Blaine's lips. "I love how you look when you're first waking up."
"Sleepy and disoriented?" Blaine laughed, sitting up.
"Messy haired." Kurt corrected.
"You're already dressed." Blaine said, looking Kurt up and down.
"You like?"
"Always." Blaine said, tugging Kurt onto the bed and kissing him.
"Only a few minutes." Kurt gasped out, fingers tangling in Blaine's hair.
"MOMMA MOMMA MOMMA MOMMA!" Melody shrieked from outside of their bedroom.
"Wha—."
"They're just getting Mellie ready for daycare." Kurt murmured in his ear, kissing his cheek.
There was a bang on the door and then, "Melody! Kurt and Blaine are sleeping. Don't wake them up."
"KURTTTTTT!" Melody whined.
"Kurt's asleep." Carole repeated.
"Should we let her in?"
"No. Carole knows I'm up." Kurt shook his head. "If she sees me, she won't get ready for school."
"That's cute." Blaine smiled, snuggling up to him.
"I guess." Kurt laughed. "Hurry and get dressed so we can sneak out, okay? I want to have plenty of time with you."
"Okay." Blaine's smile grew and he crawled out of bed in search of some clothes to change into.
Twenty minutes later they found themselves in a small coffee shop near the Lima airport, coffee and blueberry muffins in front of them.
"I really wish I could stay longer." Blaine said after swallowing a bite of his food and nudging his foot against Kurt's.
"So how is all of that stuff with your roommate going?" Kurt asked before taking a sip of his coffee.
Blaine rolled his eyes, looking annoyed. "I'm trying to just avoid him right now."
"Does that mean he's still being a jerk?" Kurt sighed.
"He hasn't said anything but I think that's because he's afraid Wes will kick his ass." Blaine shrugged. "He gives me looks every time I walk by him. It's frustrating."
"Are you going to say anything to him?"
"Not until he says something to me. But once he does…" Blaine trailed off, shaking his head. "I don't want to talk about that, though."
"Alright." Kurt reached over and laced their fingers together. "I know it may seem a bit early, but I can't wait until Halloween weekend."
"So you're going to come when?"
"It's our break. We have Thursday and Friday off. I'm going to come Wednesday night." Kurt grinned.
"That's great." Blaine grinned back. "I can show you around and stuff. And we won't have to worry about your Dad hearing us."
"Oh, really?" Kurt's grin turned into a mischievous smirk.
"Really." Blaine laughed.
"If that isn't another excuse to look forward to it, then I don't know what is." Kurt said.
"I don't know about you but I'm already looking forward to winter break. We'll get like an entire month." Blaine said. "I was thinking maybe we could spend Christmas here and then you spend the rest of the break in Boston with me. The other roommate will be gone the whole break."
"That's definitely an idea." Kurt said thoughtfully, finishing up his breakfast. "Are you done?"
Blaine ate the last bite of his muffin and then nodded. "Yes… Does that mean it's time for the airport?"
Kurt sighed, also nodding. "We better. You're supposed to be there early in case."
"I'm going to miss you." Blaine stood, holding out his hand for Kurt to take.
Kurt threw his arms around Blaine, hugging him tightly right in the middle of the cafe. "I love you."
"I love you too. More than you could even understand." Blaine mumbled into his shoulder, trying to find it in him to move from that spot so they could get into the car and head to the airport.
"Twenty-eight days." Kurt whispered. "Twenty-eight days and we'll have four or five days ahead of us."
"I'm sick of counting days." Blaine sighed.
"It's all that we've got for right now."