Chapter 13

The following days Kurt expended every little free time he had working on Rachel’s dress. But still with all that in his head he found himself thinking about which were his feelings for Blaine.

Was he in love? He couldn’t be. He had only thought he was in love once (not counting Finn, because... agh, weird!), but in high sight he had realised he hadn’t been. He had been more in love with the idea of being able to fall in love than in love with Cole. It was more about finally getting a chance at romance than about his boyfriend for four months in his sophomore year of college.

Then it was Valentine’s Day.

Blaine sent a car to pick Kurt up early that evening. The car didn’t drive Kurt to Blaine’s place, but to a tall building that had an old movie theatre and seemed to be closed. When the car stopped, he didn’t know what he was expected to do. The car driver told him the door was opened and he was supposed to go inside. When he did, he found himself at the lobby of an old classic cinema; Blaine was waiting for him leaning against the door to the screening room. His boyfriend looked very nice in a caramel suit, light blue shirt and a bowtie. His hair was styled but almost free of gel. In his hand he held a purple rose.

‘Hi’ Kurt said a bit breathlessly.

‘Hi’ Returned Blaine with a grin.

Kurt walked to him and kissed him briefly, tracing a finger through the lapel of his blazer, ‘You look good’.

‘You do, too.’ Blaine handed him the rose.

‘Thank you. Is this like... a thing? I’ve the feeling they mean something.’ Kurt asked looking at the flower, as he remembered Blaine had already given him one of those.

‘The primary meaning of purple roses is enchantment. A single purple rose expresses beauty.’ Blaine answered as if he was delivering a thoughtful speech, choosing his words carefully.

‘That’s pretty.’ Kurt reasoned.

‘Just like you.’

Kurt smiled and looked at Blaine; putting an arm around his waist, he gave him a light peck on the lips. ‘Ok, we`re reaching too many levels of cheesy for me here.’ He chuckled. ‘What are we watching?’

‘You’ll see soon enough.’ Said Blaine taking his hand and walking him into the cinema.

They chose their seats in the deserted room and Blaine got popcorn and drinks out of nowhere. Their hands stayed intertwined and Blaine placed a light kiss to Kurt’s neck before leaning his head on his boyfriend’s shoulder. Kurt let his head fall onto Blaine’s curls and waited for the film to start. It took less than a minute.

Kurt chuckled the exact instant he heard ‘She’ and saw Julia Roberts on the big screen. Blaine incorporated a little to gather his reaction and smiled at him with a look that asked for assurance. Kurt gave him a wide, sincere smile and kissed his cheek, then pulling him to lay his head on his shoulder again.

Through the movie he busied himself playing with Blaine’s hair. When Will was walking Anna to the door for the first time, Kurt kissed the top of Blaine’s head in anticipation. The other boy shifted and faced Kurt, going to kiss him as Hugh Grant’s character said the weird, endearing line Kurt had quoted at their first date. It seemed as extremely cheesy as it felt perfect.

They sang quietly over ‘When you say nothing at all’ together and missed a few other scenes of the movie due to being more occupied on the other than on the film. When it ended, they took their time to disentangle themselves from each other. Then Blaine explained Kurt that they were taking different rides to his place.

‘And because I’m the best boyfriend ever, I’m letting you take the most fun one.’

Kurt just looked unamused at his goofy boyfriend without putting much thought to the ride. Then Blaine explained that Kurt would have to go to the building’s roof. The taller boy looked at him puzzled but Blaine nudged him to a service door and, with a smile, explained how to get to the top.

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Kurt’s suspicions started when he noticed this buzzing sound that kept getting louder and louder as he went up the stairs. When he opened the last door to the roof he already knew he was about to get on a helicopter.

‘Hi’ A man in his fifties walked to him with a big smile, talking loudly over the sound. ‘You must be Kurt.’

Kurt nodded, still a little in awe.

‘I’m Jack; I’m your ride for tonight. I hope you’re not scared of flying and forgot to mention that to Blaine.’ He joked.

‘Oh, no, no. I’m fine with flying. On planes at least.’

‘Great, we’d be fine then.’ Jack took him to the helicopter and got him settled, giving him a headset and explaining how to talk to him through the intercom. Kurt found it particularly interesting and asked a few questions that Jack answered gladly. When they took off, Jack explained that Blaine wanted to get to his place before Kurt, so they were taking some time to see New York from the air. Kurt didn’t mind at all.

He was still amazed at the fact that Blaine had hired a helicopter for a trip around New York. ‘This is amazing; I can’t believe Blaine did this.’

Jack smiled. ‘That kid loves the air. I’ve the feeling the only reason he doesn’t fly everywhere is because he doesn’t want to look like a diva.’

‘That sounds like Blaine. How do you know him that much?’ Kurt asked with curiosity.

‘Oh, I didn’t mention that? The company I work for is both here and in LA, I live there and have been flying Blaine for a couple of years. I just transferred temporally ‘cause my first grandson is about to be born here in New York and I’m not missing that.’

‘Oh, congratulations, grandpa!’

‘Thanks. Susan, my daughter’s wife, is due to the end of the month. I can’t wait!’

Kurt gave him a wide smile. In the back of his mind he couldn’t help but wonder why people from an older generation only seemed to become accepting when faced really close to the situation. Some of them not even then.

As they flew Kurt found himself completely enchanted by the view of the city from the air, it made it look even more glamorous and imposing. He couldn’t wait to get to fly with Blaine now that he knew it was something he loved to do.

Eventually, they landed expertly on a tall building. Jack helped Kurt out and pointed to him where the building Blaine lived in was, explaining they weren’t allowed to land closer.

After Kurt thanked Jack and went to leave, the older man called him back. He took a card from his pocket and scribbled his number on it.

‘If you’re ever in the LA area and want to do something for Blaine,’ He handed Kurt the card. ‘I’ve got one of this of my one. Give me a call.’

Kurt opened his mouth to explain that he was grateful but he wasn’t his rich, famous boyfriend and there was no way he could pay for that, when Jack spoke again, ‘Don’t worry. With the way that kid tips he probably paid for half of that thing, it’s completely on me.’

Kurt smiled, ‘Wow. Thank you, that’s really nice of you. I’d keep it in mind.’

‘It’s nothing. Have fun, kid!’

Kurt pocketed the card and went down the service stairs of the building.

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Blaine opened the door to his apartment after Kurt knocked just once. He pecked him on the lips and went to give him a tour of the place.

The spacious living room was beautiful. It had large windows and a great view of the city. It was mostly white and impeccable. However, he understood what Blaine had meant; the place had a lot of potential but lacked personality. The only thing that said Blaine was the stunning expensive looking piano.

Blaine signalled the door to the kitchen but said they weren’t going that way yet. He took Kurt through and equally white dining room in which an elegant table was settled for two and to his bedroom. The larg bedroom was the only room of the apartment that looked lived in and Kurt could see Blaine’s presence in it. On the bed was an overnight bag that Kurt had left at the car that picked him up at the driver’s instructions. He remembered something and went to retrieve a small package from it.

‘It kind of seems silly in comparison to what you’ve done, but I’m giving it to you anyways.’ He said shyly, extending the present to Blaine.

He was met with a big grin on his boyfriend face. Blaine thanked him and opened the little box. Inside he found a silken bow tie in a multicolor geometric pattern. ‘It’s beautiful, Kurt.’ Blaine analyzed the details. ‘Wait, did you make this?’ He asked in awe.

‘Yeah, I figured you already owned all the Brooks Brothers’ ones.’ Kurt teased.

Blaine chuckled. ‘I really like it.’ He said, leaning forward for a kiss.

They went back to the living room and laid on Blaine’s extremely comfortable couch. Kurt explained Blaine that he could make the place his own by adding small colorful details that fitted his taste and personality better. Without even thinking about it, he found himself volunteering to help Blaine redecorate a little bit without making major changes.

While they chatted, a pretty red haired girl approached them to inform Blaine dinner was ready. When the chef introduced himself as the one from a French restaurant Kurt had always wanted to go to (his estimations telling him he couldn’t actually afford it until he was at least 30), he almost gasped. Blaine noticed and smiled, looking accomplished.

The food was exquisite, adding to the already quite perfect night.

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After dinner they moved back to the living room, talking until the catering staff went to leave. It amazed Kurt to see not the two he had already seen, but five people coming out of Blaine’s kitchen and leaving the apartment.

Blaine made it back from the door and went straight to the piano. He smiled softly at Kurt, ‘Come here.’

Kurt sat close to Blaine in the little seat and leaned his head on Blaine’s shoulder as the other boy played with the keys. They stayed like that for a while. Kurt looked around and saw a guitar case behind the piano. Curious, he asked in a low soft voice, ‘You play guitar? I thought you only played piano.’

‘Micah does actually.’ Blaine replied, mocking him.

Kurt straightened his head and faced him. ‘Micah... as in your character on the movie? That doesn’t make any sense.’

‘It does.’ Blaine rolled his eyes. ‘He’s a musician; he actually sings and plays a song in the movie. I was told I could fake the guitar playing but I wanted to give it a try. So I managed to convince them to push the shooting of that scene to the end of our schedule and I’ve been teaching myself since.’

‘That’s cool, but why bother so much?’ Kurt wondered out loud in confusion.

‘I guess the real reason is a little more selfish than that. The fact that I can do music is sort of out there, but I want to bring more attention to it and see if I can give it a shot.’

Kurt thought about what Blaine was saying for a second before asking, ‘You want a career in music, don’t you?’

‘Yeah, maybe. I love acting and I’m not giving up on that, but I always wanted to do both. I’ve always loved Broadway, too.’

‘Why didn’t you come here earlier, then?’

‘Mm... Coop was already in LA trying to make it as an actor.’ Blaine looked up with a smile and added, ‘Slash model, slash pretty face.’ He laughed softly. ‘Anyway, my dad wasn’t thrilled with any of us pursuing acting but my parents thought going to LA and having someone who at least knew the basics to keep an eye on me was a bit less crazy than coming here all by myself.’ Blaine explained. ‘I knew I was already pulling tight on the strings with my career choice, I could pursue both in LA and, as obnoxious as he is, I love my brother and didn’t get to see him often, so I went with it.’

‘I guess it does make sense.’ Kurt said, laying his head back on Blaine’s shoulder and staying in silence as he caressed Blaine’s arm.

Blaine kept playing something Kurt couldn’t name and Kurt felt his heart ache at the beautiful simplicity of the moment.

Yeah, maybe he was a little in love with him already.