For the next couple of weeks, Kurt and Blaine simply lived. Blaine went to school; Kurt got himself a job at a local theatre. They didn’t see each other every minute of the day, but that’s what made their relationship so perfect. Because no matter what happened during the day, no matter how tired they were or how hard they worked, they always made time to just sit and talk on the couch as they cuddled together.

It wasn’t like high school; they didn’t have a constant need to be together, or to talk whenever they were together. And with the simplicity that was their relationship came the comfort of having a best friend and a lover. They didn’t have to work to impress each other anymore, so they could just relax and be themselves. It was a lot healthier, a lot better, than it was before.

Which is why on their one month anniversary Blaine decided to take Kurt out to a fancy dinner at one of the nicer restaurants that Seattle had to offer.

“But it’s only a one-month anniversary,” Kurt had said when Blaine told him.

“I don’t care. I love you and I want to take you out for a nice dinner.” Kurt had blushed, but he agreed.

So now Blaine was waiting patiently in the living room for Kurt to finish getting ready so they could go. He was dressed in a blue suit with a navy blue and red striped tie, feeling a lot like he was back in uniform. Blaine let out a little laugh.

“What’s so funny?” Kurt asked, and Blaine turned to look at his boyfriend. His breath was taken away at the form fitting, but simple black suit with black pinstripe tie he was wearing. “Blaine?”

“Oh… sorry, you just… you look absolutely stunning.” Kurt blushed and Blaine couldn’t resist taking the two steps to close the distance between them to press a firm kiss to Kurt’s lips. He reached up to deepen the kiss but Kurt slapped his hands away.

“I just spent an hour on this hair. No touching.” Blaine stared in disbelief before laughing and kissing his cheek instead. “So, what was so funny?”

“The tie.” Blaine said as he reached for his house keys. He had already called the cab, and was sure it was waiting for them downstairs.

“The tie?” Kurt asked, looking at it for a moment before letting out a giggle himself. “Oh, I see. How nostalgic.”

Blaine smiled. He locked the door to the apartment before turning to Kurt and holding out his hand. Kurt’s fingers intertwined with his in the simplest way as they made their way down the stairs and outside. The cab was waiting for them and Blaine opened the door for Kurt before walking around to the other side and getting in himself. He told the driver the name of the restaurant and they were off.

Blaine stared at Kurt’s profile as they drove, placing his hand on top of Kurt’s that was resting on the seat. Kurt looked over and smiled at him. “I love you,” Blaine whispered.

“I love you, too.”

“I’m going to be saying that a lot tonight.”

“Me, too.”

After arriving at the restaurant, the waitress led them to their seat. It was a booth in the back of the restaurant, and they were isolated from the other couples dining around them. Blaine had asked for it specifically, not wanting any homophobes to ruin their evening.

“Blaine, this place is expensive.” Kurt said after looking over the menu. Even the appetizers cost a small fortune.

“Don’t worry about it,” Blaine replied with a wave of his hand as he studied the menu.

“I can’t let you pay for this.”

“Why not?”

“Because you’re—but you said you were having financial issues.” Kurt looked down at the table, fiddling with his napkin. “I don’t want you struggling just so you can impress me or whatever. You don’t need to.”

“Kurt,” Blaine reached over and placed his hand over Kurt’s, stilling them. “It’s fine. Really. My paintings have been selling, and not for a small price either. It’s all good now.”

He watched as Kurt bit his lip, obviously still worried, so he leaned in to press a kiss to his temple. “Kurt, trust me. I can afford it.”

Kurt still looked apprehensive, but he nodded and returned his gaze to the menu.

When the waitress returned to take their orders Kurt asked for their spinach dip and Blaine ordered a steak with a bottle of red wine for them to share. “You could’ve got a meal, Kurt. Seriously, you didn’t have to get an appetizer.”

Kurt smiled warmly, “I know, Blaine. But I’ve heard a lot about their spinach dip, so I thought I’d give it a try.”

They fell into a comfortable conversation about nothing important. That was another great thing about their relationship; they rarely had deep, heartfelt conversations. They didn’t feel the need to anymore. They talked if they wanted to about whatever came to mind, and if they didn’t want to talk they wouldn’t.

When their meals arrived, the conversation stopped for a while as they ate. Kurt’s spinach dip lived up to its reputation, and Blaine seemed to enjoy his steak. Blaine stopped eating at one point so he could raise his wine glass.

“To my wonderful boyfriend, whom I hope to spend a long, long time with.” Blaine toasted, and Kurt blushed before raising his own glass.

“And to my equally wonderful boyfriend.” Kurt giggled.

After they had finished eating, Blaine took Kurt down to the Waterfront. As they walked Blaine couldn’t take his eyes off of Kurt’s profile, which was illuminated by the light of the moon reflecting off the water.

“What?” Kurt asked, feeling Blaine’s gaze on him. The blush that spread across his cheeks was barely visible.

“It’s just… you look so beautiful.” Blaine admitted, stopping to run his fingertips along Kurt’s defined cheekbones. A breeze came up from the water, messing Kurt’s perfectly styled hair up just a little bit, and making him seem all the more gorgeous. Blaine intertwined their hands again and swung them gently as they walked. Blaine started to sing softly, his voice barely audible over the sounds of the city.

Haven't you heard?
I'm stuck on a verse
I'm stuck on a boy
who fills me with joy
I knew I was wrong
to jump straight on into
this picture so pretty
But he is so pretty to me

            He looked to Kurt, smiling brightly and slowing their pace just a bit.

And he doesn't know
just how far I would go
Just to kiss him
He doesn't know I pine

So I make whirlpools
And watch him sparkle
And we'll make love make magic

            They stopped walking and turned to face each other, Blaine humming the sounds the guitar would usually make. He offered a hand to Kurt, who tilted his head to the side in question but took it. When Blaine pulled him close and started to sway, Kurt laid his head on Blaine’s shoulder; just listening to the sound of Blaine’s voice as he sang.

And haven't you heard?
I thought I had first
And he loves me so
We're two in a row
Just look in his eyes
They're blue as the skies
a picture so pretty
but he is so pretty to me

So I make whirlpools
And watch him sparkle
And we'll make love make magic

But I couldn't tell you
Just tell that it takes you
'Cause words don't make
what I make with him

            Blaine stopped swaying and Kurt lifted his head so he could look into Blaine’s eyes as he sang the last verse.

Haven't you heard?
I'm stuck on a verse
I'm stuck on a boy
who fills me with joy
I knew I was wrong
to jump straight on into
this picture so pretty
But he is so pretty to me

            As soon as he finished, Blaine leaned in to kiss Kurt gently. As their lips pressed together they heard clapping. Kurt broke away from the kiss and looked around to see a fair sized group of people looking at them. He blushed, but didn’t remove his arms from where they were wrapped around Blaine’s waist.

“Why can’t you do that for me?” Kurt heard one of the girls ask.

“Babe, I can’t sing…” Her boyfriend responded, and Kurt chuckled.

“I love you,” He said to Blaine, “Thank you for being so wonderful.”

“I love you, too.”