By the time Blaine got to the pictures from last summer, he was absolutely convinced about his craziness. How the hell could he talk to Kurt like that? How the hell could he think, even for a one second, that Kurt didn't love him? Why the hell did Kurt have to send him a message just now saying good night and making him feel worse? Blaine didn't reply. He knew Kurt would call him back if he did, and he wasn't ready to talk to his boyfriend yet. Instead he looked at their summer photos, remembering every single detail of it...

Their first - and so far the only - summer was spent in a row of unforgettable events that Blaine would cherish for the rest of his life. Kurt practiced with his band a lot since they were playing gigs at least twice a week. Blaine often accompanied him, and when the band played out of the city, they stayed in the place they were playing for a day or two longer.

Blaine wasn't without a job either. He occasionally stepped in for a pianist in their favorite restaurant and Kurt was there every time, sitting close to the piano and smiling at Blaine throughout the whole playlist. They had a meal after, lunch or dinner, depending on what time Blaine was playing.

The most rebellious thing he'd ever done happened that summer as well - Kurt and Santana talked him into clubbing. Elliot made him and Sam fake IDs and they went dancing anytime it tickled their fancy. Blaine never had a drink though. He was breaking the rules as it was, he didn't want to push his luck. Kurt made fun of him for that but in the end, he just kissed Blaine deeply and told him how adorable he was. And then they had sex when they came home, and Blaine couldn't really complain about that.

Another thing Blaine was very excited about was the camping trip. They were going to Ohio for two weeks to be with their families and Burt, along with Phillip Anderson, decided on one of their business meetings that they could use a few days off with their sons and came up with the idea of camping. Kurt wasn't as excited as Blaine was. The mere thought of sleeping in a tent for five nights in a row wasn't appealing at all but he at least managed to convince his father about sharing his tent with Blaine.

Kurt liked the idea of Blaine, Cooper and Phillip being together for a few days, in the forest, away from civilization and work that seemed to always get in the way of them bonding. Kurt, on the other hand, bonded with his father and step-brother just fine so he didn't need to be surrounded by trees without a phone or a laptop to have some alone time with his own family. He thought the Andersons could use the time alone, without them being around but he was afraid they wouldn't go anywhere if the Hudmelson's decided not to join them.

A week before their flight home, Kurt was sitting on his couch, legs crossed and laptop on his lap. He didn't even bother to raise his head from the screen when he heard keys in the lock. It could only be Blaine and Kurt was too deep in his searching to go and greet him.

"Hi, baby." Kurt said, his eyes still glued on the laptop. "What are you doing here? I thought you were having the weird Star Wars thing with Sam tonight."

"Yeah. It's still on. I just needed to talk to you and I didn't want to do it on the phone." Blaine sat next to him and Kurt finally looked at him.

"What's wrong? Why are you so sad?" He put the laptop on the coffee table, shifting his body to fully face his boyfriend.

"My dad called today..."

"Oh, no..." Kurt whispered. "What case is it this time? Did he cancel the camping trip?"

"Actually, it's not any case this time...Coop got cast in some movie. It was a last minute decision because the guy who landed the part initially bailed on them. He learnt it this morning. He has to be available for the next couple of weeks. His schedule is only like a day or two of shooting per week, but you know, he can't fly to Ohio in case there would be schedule changes...It's not a big part but it is at least something."

"I'm so sorry, Blaine. I know how you were looking forward to spending time with him..."

"Well, my dad thinks that we should go to LA for those two weeks we were supposed to spend together in Ohio. So we wouldn't miss out on our family time with Cooper...My mom is all for it and I couldn't really tell them that I don't wanna go."

"You won't be coming home with me?" Blaine shook his head no. He looked defeated.

"I was just browsing some camping tips and tricks so I wouldn't embarrass you." Kurt admitted. "I guess I won't need them anymore..."

"But you can still go with Burt and Finn."

"No, the only reason I was going in the first place was that you were going to be there."

"I'm sorry."

"It's okay, baby." Kurt pecked his lips and wrapped his arm around Blaine's shoulder to tug him into his side. "We've been together the whole summer and there are still two weeks of summer break left after we come back to the city. We can survive family time, right?"

"Yeah...I just really wanted to spend some time with Finn as well. We've become pretty close over the internet since we met. I know I would enjoy a camping trip with you guys more than LA..."

"You'll get to spend some time with your parents and brother. I know how much that means to you even though it's not how we planned it. Maybe you can go camping in California, not too far from LA so Cooper could easily return to city if needed..."

"You're right. I'm just being stupid..."

"No, you're not stupid. You were just looking forward to something that won't happen now, it's okay to be disappointed. Look at it from a different angle. You and your parents are visiting your brother. Together. As a family. Isn't it something you missed so much? The four of you being together?" Blaine didn't respond. He stayed quiet for a long time, playing with a loose thread on Kurt's pillow.

"Baby," Kurt started carefully. "There is something you are not telling me."

"I'm afraid of going..."

"What? Why?"

"When things got too much in Ohio, I always had somewhere to go. Like when I needed to get out of the house because Cooper was being Cooper and I'd had enough...I don't know anyone in LA. I've never been there. With him landing the part in a movie, he'll be insufferable. I just know that. My best defense is escape but I don't think I can apply it in LA. And I feel like the worst brother ever because I should be happy for him...I mean, I am happy for him..."

"But?" Kurt prompted him.

"But I wanted a few days where the focus wouldn't be solely on him. I wanted to have fun on a camping trip...I wanted your brother to treat ME like his younger brother because he does that better than my own. I wanted to show you how to catch a fish. And then I wanted you to show me how to prepare it on an open fire. I wanted to play the guitar around a campfire and sing songs with you. I wanted to listen to you bitching about bugs and mosquitos. I wanted our fathers to talk about something else than work. I wanted my brother to come to me for advice on how to build a tent because he sure as hell doesn't know that...I feel like a spoiled brat because the way I see it now? It's like something has been taken from me again. Like I was put aside for something better...and yeah, Coop getting the part is much better and more important than a camping trip but I can't help it. Just once, I'd like to do something I want to do instead of doing what others want me to do...And I really like camping. We used to do it with Warblers every summer."

"Okay," Kurt nodded. "You seriously need to start working on your assertiveness, baby. We'll get to it as soon as you come back from LA."

"I don't wanna work on my assertiveness, Kurt."

"Great! You've just passed first lesson!" Kurt clapped his hands, giving Blaine a big smile.

"I did?" Blaine asked with a laugh. "What is my reward?"

Kurt leaned in to kiss his lips chastely but Blaine thought he did better on his assertiveness test than that. He cupped Kurt's cheeks with his hands and took control over the kiss, pushing Kurt to lay on the sofa.

"What about Sam and Star Wars?" Kurt mumbled after the button on his jeans was quickly opened by eager Blaine.

"They can wait." Blaine's answer was followed by Blaine's fingers on Kurt's zipper and seriously, who was Kurt to deny him something?

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"Hi, baby! Is everything alright?" Sleepy Kurt picked up the phone, still laying in his bed.

"Hi. I'm sorry to call you so early but I wanted to let you know that I'm about to board."

"Oh, great! I should get up then."

"You have hours until I'll be back in New York, Kurt. Go back to sleep. Your flight back was pretty late yesterday. You must be tired."

"No! I'm fine. I swear. I wanna talk to you."

"I have to turn off my phone soon, Kurt."

"Okay...I missed you when I came back and you weren't here. The city is lonely without you."

"I'm almost there. A few more hours."

"I know. I'll be waiting at the airport."

"I have to go now, Kurt. Love you."

"I love you too." Blaine hang up and turned off his cell phone. He had a long flight ahead of him but, at the end of his journey, his boyfriend would be waiting for him with open arms. That's what got him through awful turbulence on the full flight.

He spotted Kurt immediately after he claimed his luggage. Kurt ran to him, throwing his arms around him and hugging him tightly.

"Thank god you're here! I missed you so much." He whispered in his ear. Blaine pulled away and connected their lips in a sweet kiss.

"Let's get out of here. I need to kiss you and hold you properly."

"Sure." Kurt nodded and took Blaine's suitcase in one hand, while the other hand found it's way easily into Blaine's.

Kurt led them outside and across the parking lot to the car parked at the far end. Blaine stared at the big black vehicle, not believing Kurt would do that.

"You rented a car? And if so, why a Toyota Rav4? Didn't they have something smaller?"

"This car is small considering what I need it to swallow." Kurt told him calmly and before he had a chance to say something more, two people jumped out of the car to greet Blaine. Without a word, he just put Blaine's suitcase into the trunk.

"Oh my god! Finn! What are you doing here?!" Blaine shouted as Finn embraced him.

"I see," Sam crossed his arms on his chest. "I'm good enough only when big brother isn't here."

"Shut up, Sam!" Blaine laughed and hugged his best friend as well.

"Oh, come on! I'm dying from boredom! Could you leave this little reunion with hobbit for later? We should hit the road!" Blaine turned around, staring at Santana standing by the car next to them with wide eyes.

"What?!"

"Okay. Let's go." Kurt ordered, tugging on Blaine's hand to get him into the car.

"I wanna say hello, too!" The door on Santana's car opened and an enthusiastic Dani quickly squeezed Blaine before returning to the car at her girlfriend's death glare.

"Welcome home!" A grinning Elliot waved him from the car through window. "I would get out but I'm afraid Santana might kill me."

"Hi!" Ted's head appeared in the window next to Elliot's and Blaine just stood there, dumbfounded.

"Well, everybody said their hello, LET'S GO!" Santana ushered them into their car and then sat behind the steering wheel of the other one.

"Kurt? What's going on?" Blaine dared to ask when they were comfortably sitting in the back of the Toyota.

"We are going on a camping trip." Kurt responded simply, making his boyfriend speechless. "I hated that Cooper didn't want to go while you were in LA. You deserve to have your annual camping trip. I know we're not Warblers but it's the best assembly I could get together on such a short notice."

"Camping trip?"

"Yeah. There's this nice place not too far from the city and we thought we should check it out. Everything is in the back. I packed your clothes so you wouldn't have to camp in your LA attire."

"Oh my god! I can't believe it! You organized a camping trip for me!"

"I did. I hope you like your surprise."

"I love it!" Blaine beamed at him. "I absolutely love it and I love you. I love you so much! Thank you." Blaine expressed more of his gratitude with a tender kiss, keeping in mind that they weren't alone.

"I love you, too." Kurt mutter against his lips, capturing them again softly.