It wasn’t like they didn’t have any problems after that big fight. They did have some issues they needed to work on as every couple had. It just wasn’t anything so serious it could jeopardize their relationship.

There were times when they yelled at each other with frustration…

“Kurt, where have you been?” Blaine asked his boyfriend clearly annoyed. Kurt looked at him confused. It was eight p.m. He came home with dinner. He wasn’t late for anything. Or was he?

“With Rachel. Where is Hi, Kurt. I’m so glad you’re home. I missed you…” Kurt joked but it didn’t ease the mood at all. It only made Blaine angrier.

“With Rachel? Are you kidding?”

“No…”

“We were supposed to go to the movie!”

“Wha…Oh…I’m sorry. I forgot.” Kurt said carelessly. “We’ll go another time.”

“We were supposed to go today! Kurt, I told you before I went to visit my parents. Mary was looking forward to meeting you.”

“Blaine, calm down. It’s a teenage girl you give piano lessons to. It’s not like I missed meeting with the president.”

“Do you have any idea what it would have meant to her if you had come? She is living in the golden cage, Kurt. Her parents are so busy they don’t have time for her. She is used to nannies and private tutors. She’s never been to a school. Not even a private one. She has no friends. She can meet whoever she wants. Every celebrity she would ask for, she would get the meeting from her parents. But it’s not what she wants! She wanted to go out and meet you because she admires the way you made it to the fashion industry. She admires you as a person. Not you as a slightly known designer.”

“Why didn’t you let me know then if it was so important? You came late yesterday and when I woke up in the morning you weren’t here.”

“I left the note on the fridge! I sent you five texts and called you like ten times but you didn’t answer any of it! I had to tell her you had a lot of work but I know she didn’t buy it. You were just another person that she wasn’t important for…”

“Blaine…” Kurt tried to approach him but Blaine just shook his head. He was more disappointed than mad and Kurt hated disappointed Blaine. Especially if he was the one making Blaine feels that way.

“Cooper wanted me to give him a call tonight. I’ll be in the bedroom.” Kurt sighed. He didn’t think it was such a big deal he had forgotten, but apparently it was. He went to the kitchen and the first thing he saw was the big paper clipped on their fridge.

Don’t forget we have a date with Mary today. Meet us at the coffee shop at five. Love you. B    

Twenty minutes later Kurt entered their room with a plate full of sandwiches. He wasn’t sure whether Blaine would come out from the room to have a dinner Kurt had bought on his way home. Blaine was still on the phone so Kurt put the plate on the bed side table and turned around to leave. Blaine grabbed his wrist and Kurt stumbled on the bed.

“Coop, I have to go. I’ll call you tomorrow, okay?...Love you too, big brother. Bye.”

“I made some sandwiches…”

“Thank you.”

“I’m sorry, honey…I had my breakfast on my way to work. I wasn’t in the kitchen at all. I left my phone at work…My boss told me I didn’t have to go back to work after lunch so I took the opportunity and went to see Rachel. She had a day off as well. I...I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to upset you.”

“I know…I was mad I couldn’t get in touch with you. I didn’t know what happened. I should have reminded you. I know I told you before I left but I was away for four days and not once did I talk about it on the phone.”

“Because you told me before and you assumed I would remember. I’ll make it up to her. Make another meeting and I’ll be there. I swear. We can go to the movie and she can spend a day with me at work if she wants too…And there will be a fashion show in two months. I’m not the one in charge this time but I could take her backstage…” Blaine smiled and leaned forward to kiss him.

“You would do that?”

“Of course. I hate when you are yelling at me. I shouldn’t have snapped at you. I knew how important it was for you…If I hadn’t forgotten my phone at work, I would have been there…It’s all my fault. I’m sorry.”

“Come here.” Blaine opened his arms and Kurt snuggled to him.

“Am I forgiven?” Kurt asked hopefully.

“I have to ask Mary. I’ll come back to you on this one.” Blaine said playfully and Kurt laughed.          

“What if we called her? You know how impatient I am…” Kurt suggested.

“Okay. But let’s eat those sandwiches first.”

“Blaine?”

“Hm?”

“I love you.”

“I know. I love you too.”

Then there were times when they were just Kurt and Blaine, happy together, without any drama and complications…

“Oh, god…Blaine, your arms are magical…yes, honey, right there…please, don’t ever stop…”

“Kurt, baby, I’ve been doing this for last forty-five minutes. I have to stop at this point…”

“No…” Kurt whined but Blaine put his arms on Kurt’s sides and slipped next to him.

“I’m exhausted, Kurt. Give me some time to rest.”

“But my back hurts if you are not touching it.”

“Come on, sweetie. Turn around on your back and relax.”

“I want a massage.”

“You’ve just had one.” Kurt turned his head to face his boyfriend and pouted. Blaine smiled and kissed it away.

“In the morning, okay?”

“Remind me not to fall asleep on the table next time…” Kurt murmured.

“I told you to go to sleep. You didn’t listen.”

“I like watching you composing…”

“Well, maybe you should watch me composing during the day. At two a.m. is not a good idea.”

“I was tired the whole day and I couldn’t move properly. Today sucked.”

“Hope tomorrow you’ll feel better.”

“What if I’m not?”

“I’ll take you to the doctor.”

“Oh, I’m already getting better…It won’t be necessary.” Blaine laughed and threw a pillow on him.

“Don’t you dare lie to me about your condition in the morning. If it still hurts we are going to see a doctor.”

“Okay. I won’t lie.”

Blaine was woken up by Kurt giving him the back massage next morning. He really did feel better.

There were times when they needed the support and someone to share bad or good things with.

“Blaine, honey, please stop pacing the floor. It’s not making time go faster.” Blaine continued walking from one wall in their living room to the other. They were listening to the radio, waiting for the first play of Blaine’s song. Kurt’s mission for the last hour was to calm him down but nothing worked. They still had a few minutes to spend. Kurt stood in his way and only when Blaine bumped into him he finally realized Kurt was there with him.

“Kurt, I’m sorry.” Kurt, without saying a word, framed his face with his hands and kissed him.

“Kurt…mhhh…” Blaine tried to say something but Kurt was persistent.

“Shhh, I’m right here, honey.” Kurt’s kisses were slow and deep but firm and Blaine melted in them because who was he to resist Kurt? He never knew how to do that. Not that he ever wanted to. When the song was announced on the radio, they immediately pulled away and sat on the couch. Kurt was holding Blaine’s hand, squeezing it tightly. They’d heard the song millions of times before. Blaine had his own copy since the day it was recorded. But listening to it as it was playing on the radio, knowing that other people were listening to it as well was different.

“What if they don’t like it? What if they won’t play it again because people won’t like it?” Kurt grabbed the laptop from the table and opened the web page of the radio station. There were already a few reactions for the song in the discussion.

“They like it, honey. Look.” The song finished and Blaine barely took a look on the screen when his phone started buzzing.

“Hi dad…thank you…it was nerve wrecking…hi mum…thank you so much…I don’t know, maybe it was the last time they play it…well, I’m glad you believe in me so much…love you too, bye.” Kurt wiped away the tears from Blaine’s cheek and was about to kiss him when Blaine’s phone started buzzing again, signalizing incoming messages.

It was awesome! I’m so sad I can’t be with you right now. This deserves the best celebration ever. I’m seriously thinking about taking the next plane to New York. So proud of you, man. – N

Amazing, Blaine. Can’t wait to hear the other ones. This is going to be a hit. – M

Congrats! It was great. I can see it in the top 40. – L

Squirt, I can’t call you because I’m on set but I have to let you know that you rock! Call you later. And yes, I’m going to scold you because you didn’t tell me about your big day. :P Love you, little bro. – C

Blaine, you have to write something for me as well. I’ve always been more into Broadway than recording but I changed my mind. I want to be your singer! – R

Dude, I have no idea what to say…I mean…wow…Kurt got himself a talented one. =) – F

Congratulations on your debut, Blaine. The song is wonderful. – B+C 

“Kurt?”

“Yeah, honey?”

“When I asked you not to tell anybody about it…”

“Before you get mad at me, listen to me, okay?” Blaine nodded, still confused and fascinated.

“I know you didn’t want anybody except your parents to know but I thought your friends would love to share your success with you. So I told them and made them promise not to tell you…I mean…Nick was there for you all the time and Mathew and Lucas are your best friends as well…Rachel took us to the after party where you met Paul, she deserved to know…and Cooper is your brother. He might be too much sometimes but I knew he would be sad if he missed this. I told my family because I was selfish. I wanted them to know what an amazing and talented boyfriend I have. So sue me.” Blaine didn’t say anything. He simply put his arms around Kurt’s shoulder and hugged him.

“Thank you. I wouldn’t be here if it wasn’t for you. I just…thank you so much.” He whispered to Kurt’s shoulder trying to hold the tears back.

“I love you, Blaine. I’m so proud of you.”

And there were also times for the big decisions…

It was one of the lazy Sundays they loved so much. They’d just had lunch and right now they were watching the TV, none of them really paying attention to it. Kurt was sitting on the sofa with Blaine’s head on his lap, stroking his curls and thinking while Blaine was slowly falling asleep thanks to Kurt’s soft touches.

“Honey?” Kurt finally broke the silence.

“Hmmm?”

“How long do you want to stay here?”

“Forever…”

“No, I mean…”

“What? You want to be here like this forever?” Blaine asked with a smile in his voice and turned his head to look at Kurt.

“I mean, in this apartment…How long do you want to live here?”

“I don’t know…Why?”

“I think maybe we should look for something bigger…” Kurt suggested.

“What?” Blaine abruptly sat down.

“We don’t have to if you don’t want to…I love this apartment. It’s our home but…I don’t know, I think we need more space…”

“More space for what? There is something you’re not telling me, baby.”

“I was thinking about my own shop…you know how we talked about it? And maybe it’s time for me to start something on my own. I’m not leaving my job, not yet. But I can’t design something that is not for the company at work…It just doesn’t feel right. And I don’t have a space for designing here…”    

“Okay…what do you have in mind?”

“We can afford paying the higher rent. I think maybe the apartment with three bedrooms…and walk in closet because what we have here is only improvisation and it took the space from the music room I could use for my designing…”

“Three bedrooms?”

“One will be ours, one will be a guest room and the last one will be the music room where I could fit with my designing stuff…and the kitchen and living room of course…”

“Okay. I’ll call Charlie tomorrow.”

“Okay? Just like that?”

“Yes, of course. We need more space. I love it here but I knew we were not going to spend the rest of our lives in here. It’s time to move out.”