It was at their first night in the new apartment. As Kurt made dinner, Blaine unpacked all their clothes into the shared closet. He couldn’t help but be overwhelmed by the number of skinny jeans one person can own and began to wonder if they would have enough space in the closet for both their clothes when he pulled out a familiar pair of pants he hadn’t seen since Kurt's senior year.

He lifted the golden fabric and closely watched the effect the dim closet light had on the dazzling pants. He remembered the day Kurt wore them, how he was so proud of him and so excited he couldn’t even breathe right. When Kurt took off the phantom costume and revealed the golden pants, Blaine’s face became flushed and his hands sweaty. He supposed he should have been embarrassed by it but he was so caught up in Kurt's performance that he couldn’t bring himself to care.

Blaine walked to the kitchen wearing a playful smile, the pants still in his hands. Kurt was in the middle of mixing something in a bowl when Blaine took hold of his hips from behind and kissed his cheek sweetly.

"Blaine...” Kurt whined, “Let me finish the dessert and I'll come help you with the unpacking." He tried to peel away from his hold, but the hands around him only held him tighter.

"Put these on tonight..." Blaine whispered into his ear.

"What?" Kurt turned his head to him with a confused look on his face. Only when he followed Blaine’s gaze did he notice that he was holding something in his hands. A wide smile spread on his face. "I forgot about these."

Blaine started to kiss his jaw. "Well, I haven’t." Blaine whispered into his neck.

Kurt tilted his head to give Blaine more room to continue what he was doing. Teasingly, he murmured "I never thought you liked these very much.”

"How come?" Blaine asked whilst lowering his hands to Kurt's belt.

"Every time I wore them you tried to take them off me." Kurt finished with a laugh and turned to catch Blaine's lips with his. Blaine let go of the pants and pushed Kurt around to face him, kissing him passionately. Kurt hummed happily when Blaine pushed him onto the counter, accidently pushing some bowls and spreading flour on it. "You're making a mess…" Kurt tried to scold him but couldn’t help kissing him harder. Blaine felt a welcomed pressure on top of him when Kurt put his arms around his neck and deepened the kiss even further.

"Then maybe I should stop?" Blaine said whilst unzipping Kurt's pants and pushing them down his legs. Kurt locked his ankles around his back, pushed them closer to each other and started playing with the curly locks on the nape of Blaine’s neck. In response, Blaine pushed a hand under his shirt and trailed it over his chest down to his boxers. A hand stopped his movements when he pushed his thumb under the waistband.

Kurt kissed up his jaw, open-mouthed, before whispering roughly in his ear "Bed. Now"

 
A shiver went down Blaine's spine. He picked Kurt up and all but ran into the bedroom, dropping him on the bed before lying on top of him with his legs between Kurt's thighs. Kurt pushed his thighs up, increasing the friction as he took off Blaine's shirt. He kissed his neck and exhaled heavily when Blaine trailed his hands up Kurt's legs. Blaine lost his breath in is arousal.

"Do it again."

"What?" Kurt was confused and searched Blaine's eyes, but Blaine only moved his head further leaving more skin for him to reach. "Oh." Kurt smiled and kissed his neck in the same way as before and after a moment he blew cold air on it slowly.

Blaine couldn’t stand it anymore. He rolled them over until Kurt was on top of him and growled "I need you. Now."

Blaine turned on the hospital's bench again. Having decided against going back to their apartment, he tried to get some sleep in the waiting room but so far he hadn’t got any.

Suddenly, a hand touched him.

"Blainey.."

"Merce!" Blaine got up from the bench to hug her. "Have you seen him already?"

She smiled at him. "Yeah, he’s a bit confused, isn’t he?"

"That's the understatement of the year..." Blaine chuckled, but his laugh held no humor.

She pulled him tighter into the hug. "Oh boy, you must be a mess…"

"I waited until the moment he woke up,” Blaine moved away and sat back on the bench, “but now this… I just want to go home and for everything to go back to normal."

 
"Give him some time. Burt said that the doctors are optimistic about his recovery."

Blaine held his head between his hands and mumbled "He doesn’t remember who I am."

Sighing, she sat beside him. “I knew something was wrong when he asked me about Matt." She laughed, and Blaine joined in though he didn’t know who ‘Matt’ was. "So…what's next?" She asked after a while.

Blaine looked at her and shook his head "I have no idea...”

--

Finally, Kurt was allowed to change into the clothes his dad brought him from home. Unfortunately, none of the clothes his father chose looked like his taste in fashion. Some were too plain; others were just ridiculous so he put on a black t-shirt that was a bit too big around the collar and a pair of light blue skinny jeans.  He sat on his hospital bed in the room he couldn’t wait to get out of, and waited for the letter of release with Burt.

"Dad? Where do I live now?"

Burt tried to sort through his thoughts, wanting to answer him without shocking his son with too much information "Uh...well, you left home for collage. You and Blaine have an apartment in the city-"

Kurt stopped him mid-sentence "-The city?"

"New York. You got into the New York Academy of Dramatic Arts."

Kurt smiled, nodded and said mostly to himself "NYADA.."

"You were so proud. We were so proud!  You became this amazing person right in front of our eyes."

Kurt's eyes started to shine, but he grew more frustrated by the minute with all the things he could not remember.  At that moment, the doctor entered the room. "Kurt, we are very happy with your latest scans. Nothing seems to be irregular-"

“Except that I don’t remember anything from the past four years of my life." Kurt added bitterly.

"Yes," The doctor nodded, trying to deliver his recommendation in the right way. "We think it will be best if you go back to your normal life as soon as possible."

"We're heading home as soon as you sign those papers." Burt said happily.

"Actually, I was referring to his present residence. He currently lives in New York, correct?"

Kurt shook his head "Yeah, but I don’t know this place. I don’t remember where I stay or the person I'm staying with..."

"Blaine." Burt added rashly, and then looked back to the doctor "Do you really thing that's best for him?" He added skeptically.

"The unknown environment might act as a trigger. It's his best chance to gain his memories and his life back.” And with that the doctor signed the papers. "Good luck, Kurt." He said with an encouraging smile before leaving the room.

They stood in silence for a while until Burt took a step closer to Kurt. "I want you to come home with me. We will take care of you. Carole will be there when-"

Kurt shook his head. "I think it's worth a try doing what the doctor said." Kurt murmured quietly "If it's the best chance for me to get my memory back…"

Burt nodded, sighing heavily. "It's your choice." He stepped forward and held him tight.

"I'm so scared" Kurt whispered into his shoulder.

"Don’t be." They stood there a little longer just holding each other, before Burt finally stepped away. "I should go talk to Blaine."

"No dad. I'll talk to him."

--

Blaine didn’t know what to expect when he saw Kurt step out of his room and walk towards him, his messenger bag in hand. He could almost imagine what it would feel like to be next to him again, holding his hand and kissing him tenderly but the awkward smile that spread across Kurt's face when he got near him took the dream away. Kurt still couldn’t remember who he was.

"Kurt!" He hurried to take the bag out of his hand. "How are you feeling?"

"Apparently I'm super, besides the memory thing." Kurt added as he looked at Blaine apprehensively.  "I guess we should go get something to eat."

Blaine smiled to himself as he nodded.  "Yeah, that will be great…"