Blaine changed his outfit five times until he was somewhat satisfied with his look. Kurt texted him to dress casual but he wasn't really sure what casual meant for Kurt. Kurt's clothes never looked casual...He was afraid he would screw something up. Their date was great but Blaine still felt like he'd disappointed Kurt. Maybe opera and a fancy dinner was too much...Maybe it was too formal…Maybe Kurt would have rather done something else with their evening…Maybe...Maybe Blaine was just overreacting. Kurt wouldn't have invited him inside if he hadn't meant it. And he wouldn't have asked him out for lunch if the idea of a date with Blaine would repulse him.

Blaine slumped on the sofa with a groan. He needed to stop thinking for a while. How could someone turn their brain off?

There was a ring of the home phone and a doorman informed him that Kurt was on his way up. Full of expectations, Blaine stood in the hallway, waiting for the elevator door to open. He was more nervous than the day before because now he wasn't the one in charge. He didn't have things under control and it made him anxious. Kurt came in with a shy smile.

"You know you're on the list of visitors that can always come up, right? No need for a doorman to check with me..."

"Yeah, I know. But I wanted to pick you up for a date properly. I didn't like the idea of stepping out of your elevator without you expecting me…"

"I was expecting you."

"You know, what I mean." He kissed Blaine's cheek and gave him a box of chocolate pralines. "I know you're not one for flowers so…"

"Thank you. These are my favourite." Blaine said softly and leaned forward to kiss Kurt's cheek in return.

"I know." Kurt told him with a smirk. "Can we go?"

"Sure. Where are we going?"

"You'll see." Blaine nodded and followed Kurt to the elevator. He was surprised when Kurt pushed the button for garage. He wanted to ask once again what Kurt plan for them was but he didn't. They made a small talk, which Blaine was happy for because he wasn't able to concentrate on anything complicated. His heart was beating fast as he watched the city outside the window. He wasn't ready for having lunch anywhere in public. They had always had lunch in their apartments so far. Kurt had never taken him out. He wouldn't do that now, would he? There were only a few restaurants Blaine was comfortable to eat at and he was pretty sure none of them was on Kurt's list of possible places for lunch...He was so locked up in his own head that it took him a while to realize that he knew where they were going.

"Are we having lunch with the kids?" He asked when Kurt parked the car in front of H&C House.

"It's Sunday, Blaine. Kids are at home today. No one is here." Kurt answered and got

out of the car. Blaine slowly did the same and joined him as he was opening the trunk.

"Could you please hold this?" Kurt handed him a blanket and pulled out a picnic basket.

"Kurt, you…"

"I know it's not a park, but the garden is large enough and..." Blaine's laugh stopped his rambling and he was glad when Blaine took his hand and dragged him behind the big house. The moment Blaine was positive that there was no chance anyone from the street could see them;he captured his lips with Kurt's. Kurt almost dropped the basket because of the sudden movement but he managed to keep it in his hand while enjoying Blaine's soft kisses. Blaine was smiling and Kurt loved smile filled kisses. He loved that Blaine apparently liked their date even though it had barely started. He loved that tension that had been in Blaine's posture up until now disappeared. He loved that he did something right for Blaine.

"Thank you." Blaine said breathlessly. "I can't believe you took me for a picnic."

"Well, we can call it picnic only if you let me go so I can unfold the blanket and prepare our lunch." Kurt teased him, not really minding being in Blaine's arms at all.

"I like this spot." Blaine announced and pointed at the grass right where they were standing, making Kurt laugh.

"There is much better place by the tree. What do you say?" Kurt took the blanket from his hands and walked to the big lime-tree he had his eyes on. Blaine watched him with a soft expression on his face. Kurt carefully placed the blanket on the ground before he put the basket on it and sat down, beckoning Blaine to join him. Blaine was by his side in an instant. He was so adorable, giddy and bashful that Kurt had to beat the urge to forget about lunch and just make out with the amazing man sitting next to him. He had some manners though. He'd asked Blaine out for lunch so they would have lunch. After that, they could do other things...which Kurt was especially excited about. Not that he wasn't excited about lunch or the mere concept of being in Blaine's presence but now, after he'd got the glimpse of how Blaine's lips tasted and how they so perfectly fit with his own, he kind of couldn't think of anything that he'd rather be doing than kissing him.

"What's for lunch?"

"We have cheese and salmon spreads with baguettes. Then there are tuna sandwiches and PBJ sandwiches, fruit salad, cupcakes and cookies and homemade lemonade. Later we can grab a coffee just across the street as usual when we are here."

"Sounds great." Blaine took a bite of one of the sandwiches and ate it with a content smile. He tasted a bit of everything Kurt had prepared for them. Kurt himself didn't eat much. His stomach was tightened from all the nerves he had dealt with during the night when he'd been trying to figure out why Blaine's insecurities returned. The idea that he couldn't afford to do anything wrong today wasn't helping his appetite at all. He knew that one bad comment could ruin everything and he simply couldn't risk it. There was no way he would screw something up.

"Are you going to eat something or will you just stare at me?" Blaine asked him when he couldn't handle Kurt's gaze anymore. "I feel like I'm not supposed to touch the food…"

"No! Of course you can touch the food. It's your lunch!"

"I thought it was OUR lunch, Kurt…" Blaine noted softly and offered Kurt a piece of apple that was stuck on his fork. "This salad is delicious. You should try it."

"It's just sliced fruit, Blaine."

"It's amazing. Here." He started to feed him and Kurt actually managed to get something down his throat.

"See? It's not so complicated." Blaine smirked but continued in delivering food right into Kurt's mouth until he was satisfied with how much Kurt ate. They put leftovers back into the basket and then they lay on their sides on the blanket.

"Thank you." Blaine's eyes were shining at Kurt, his fingers playing with a linden blossom that fell down from the tree. "This is incredible."

"One day I'll take you to the park...when you are comfortable with it, I'm going to take you for a picnic to the park." Kurt promised seriously.

"I don't think anything could top this, Kurt. This is perfect…"

"I'm glad you like it."

"I'm sorry I didn't take you to the classic music concert. I already had tickets to the opera when we talked about it..." Blaine was still fiddling with the small flower, his nervousness radiating from him and making him even cuter in Kurt's point of view.

"Blaine, yesterday was perfect."

"Yeah, but I might be a cultural barbar for all you know…" Kurt laughed at him. By the smile Blaine was wearing Kurt was pretty sure he was just kidding but the hint of seriousness in his voice when he had said it made Kurt wondering whether Blaine was just being ridiculous or not.

"You're not a cultural barbar. I would never think something like that about you." Kurt told him and outstretched his hand to run it through his curls. They stayed silent for a while, content in their own little world. Blaine closed his eyes and let Kurt toy with his hair, taking in the feeling of being cared for. Kurt scooted closer to him and slowly moved his fingers from Blaine's forehead, leaving the curls there, to his nose and then cheek. He even caressed Blaine's lips with his thumb although he wasn't breathing while doing that. He didn't think he'd ever been so mesmerized by something or someone as he was mesmerized by Blaine. Apart from the fact that Blaine was a very handsome man, there was something else that Kurt was drawn to. Blaine's kindness and sweetness were what made other attractive guys just a hollow shadow in comparison.

"Can I kiss you?" Kurt whispered shyly. He needed Blaine's consent. He wanted nothing more than to get lost in Blaine but he still had to make sure they were on the same page.

"Yeah." Blaine breathed without opening his eyes and Kurt closed the gap between them. It was slow and timid at first but soon it became heated and Kurt pressed his mouth on Blaine's more forcefully, licking his lower lip. The tip of their tongues met and that was the moment when Kurt completely lost control over his body. He pushed Blaine on his back, laying half on top of him and literally devouring his mouth. He was in heaven. Blaine tasted so good. He couldn't get enough. There wasn't anything like getting enough of Blaine. It was impossible to ever get enough of him. He'd spent twenty-three years of his life without Blaine and he just knew he wouldn't ever be able to make up for the lost time. Kurt was so engulfed in kissing Blaine that he missed the sudden change in Blaine's body.

"K-Ku….mmmmpppphh...Kur…" Blaine never realized how hard it was to talk into the kiss. What he did realize was that he was probably going to break the best kiss he'd ever got but he had to move his head slightly to get out of Kurt's kissing attack. "Kurt, please stop."

Kurt immediately rolled down off him, his chest rapidly moving up and down.

"I'm sorry. God, I'm so sorry, Blaine." He whispered brokenly, not daring as much as look at him. A few heartbeats that followed Kurt spent in fear. He was expecting Blaine to say to take him home and never speak to him ever again. Blaine caught his breath and positioned himself on his side to look at Kurt but Kurt was lying on his back, gazing to the sky.

"What are we, Kurt?" Blaine asked. His voice didn't sound angry which gave Kurt hope that maybe he hadn't fucked up so much. "Are we officially dating? Or is it just casual dating? Are we boyfriends or…?"

Kurt turned his head to the left and locked his eyes with Blaine.

"Well, I wasn't planning on seeing other people while going on dates with you...Is that what you want? To see other people? I mean, we don't have to put any label on us…"

"But I want to put a label on us." Blaine interrupted him. "I don't want to go on dates without knowing whether we are together or not. We've known each other for months. It's not like we met a week ago. I wanna be with you. Only you. I have no interest in seeing other people."

"Me neither."

"So can we be boyfriends?"

"You want to be my boyfriend?" Kurt asked, having a little trouble with processing what Blaine had just said.

"I'd love to...if you want me to be."

"Yes! Of course I want you to be!" Kurt exclaimed and almost kissed him but stopped half way to Blaine's lips. The last time he'd kissed Blaine hadn't gone well so he opted for kissing Blaine's cheek instead and waiting what Blaine's next step would be.

"I need us to go slowly, though…I don't want to rush anything." Kurt listened to him intently, not sure what Blaine had in his mind. "Yesterday, when you invited me over...I couldn't go inside. I just knew the things would have gone further than kissing and I would have regretted it."

Kurt stood up and took a few steps away from him, showing him his back. He didn't know whether to be hurt or angry or offended. He was kind of all of the three.

"Kurt?" He turned around to face Blaine, his arms folded on his chest.

"You think I would force you into something? We had an amazing time together and I didn't want the evening to end! I didn't ask you to come in so I could have my way with you, Blaine! We could just sit and talk. We didn't even have to kiss! I didn't invite you for sex! Fuck! What do you think about me?!" Blaine jumped on his feet and rushed to him, cupping his cheeks with his hands and wiping angry tears that were streaming down his face with his thumbs.

"No, Kurt. I didn't think that...Shit...I'm really not good at this…" Blaine kissed him chastely, tasting the saltiness of the tears on his lips and rested their foreheads together before he spoke again.

"I know you wouldn't force me. I trust you, Kurt. I trust you more than anyone. I know that the moment I'll say stop, you'll stop. The thing is that it takes a lot of power to say it. Had I gone with you inside yesterday, I wouldn't have said no to anything. And if we had ended up doing something, I would have regretted it in the morning. I rushed into things in the past and I don't want to do the same mistakes with you. I can't afford to experiment with you. You're too important for me."

"Blaine, we don't have to do anything you aren't comfortable with. We can just hug or hold hands…Whatever you need…"

"I love kissing you, Kurt. You have no idea how much. We just have to watch out with the intensity of it because things can escalate pretty quickly."

"You know, for someone who is very eloquent while communicating with medias, you suck in expressing your thoughts in private life…" Kurt noted with a chuckle and Blaine giggled.

"It's because you make me nervous…" Blaine admitted silently. "I don't want to make things bad between us but I still do that unintentionally."

"Well, I should stop jumping to conclusions when it comes to you and wait for your explanation."

"That would help a lot…" They both laughed and Blaine pressed one more kiss on his lips before leading him back to the blanket. This time Blaine snuggled to Kurt's side and put his head on his chest. Kurt's fingers returned to his hair and once again everything was perfect.

"My parents are coming to the city tomorrow." Blaine said lightly. "They called me this morning. We are having dinner…"

"That's great. I know how much you miss them…"

"I was wondering if maybe you'd want to come with us?"

"I don't know, Blaine...I mean, I'd love to meet them but you probably have so little time to spend with them that I don't want to impose…"

"I'd love you to come. If imposing is the only reason you don't want to go, then I can assure you that you won't be. It would mean a lot to me if you joined us."

"Okay."

"Okay? Just like that?" Blaine raised his head to look at him. "I was ready to bribe you with kisses…" He said with a pout.

"Well, you can still do that." Kurt lifted himself on his elbows and waited for Blaine to lean forward. They exchanged sweet kisses for a while. There were no worries of screwing something up, no doubts about exactly what they were, no uncertainty in what they were doing. Right there, under the big linden on the soft blanket, they were an ordinary couple, enjoying each other's company in the sunny afternoon.

"There is something more I want to ask you…" Blaine whispered after they detached themselves because their swollen lips needed a rest.

"What is it?"

"I'm flying to L.A. next month. I have music video shooting scheduled for my first single from the album...Nick and Jeff are going with me. They have a cameo in it. Will you go with us? I mean, if your work allows it, of course."

"To L.A.? For how long?"

"A week. You have a couple of friends there, don't you? Maybe you could visit them while we are working…"

"L.A. God, I haven't been there for years."

"Is that a yes?"

"I don't want to be a burden, Blaine. You are going there for work…"

"Stop it! Why would you be? I want you there with me. I wouldn't ask you if I didn't...Look, this is the worst time to start a relationship and I'm aware of it but I couldn't wait any longer. I was afraid you would meet someone else while I'd be taking care of things with the new album...I'm going to do a lot of promo stuff and there'll be some concerts after the album comes out and maybe a tour as well. We haven't decided about that yet. It won't be easy...You work mostly from home so I'd like you to travel with me when I'll be away from New York for more than a few days."

"That sounds amazing. It really does but I'm not sure I could afford it. I'll go with you as much as I'll be able to. Okay?"

"Oh, don't worry about that..." Blaine started but Kurt shook his head in protest.

"No, Blaine! You're not paying for me so don't even bother."

"Kurt, I have a private plane because I can't stand flying in the plane full of people even though it's first class. So there is always room for others to come with me. And I always have a suite in hotels...so there is always a spare bed...and my bed is big enough for us as well so whatever you prefer. It's paid for anyway, Kurt. I know you don't like the idea of me spending money on you and I respect that. But I need you to respect that I do have money and it's not a big deal for me to use it to make me or someone else happy. Having you with me makes me happy, so if you think about it I'm not spending money on you but I'm spending it selfishly on me."

"That's not fair!" Kurt hit his shoulder. "How can I argue with that?"

"That's it. You can't! I won!" Blaine clapped his hands and Kurt had to laugh at him. Yeah, making Blaine happy was everything he wanted to do.