In the darkest night hour

Ill search through the crowd

Your face is all that I see

Ill give you everything

Baby love me lights out

Baby love me lights out

You can turn my lights out

XO by Beyonce

As soon as things settled and Ruby returned, Kurt planned a trip to Coney Island and all its amusement parks in an effort to remind everyone they were young and carefree. Rachel had been insufferable since she had started a new production of Into the Woods and all eight shows a week were beginning to take their toll. She wasnt kidding when she had said she would rehearse with Kurt and although their parts were different Kurt was expected to help her whenever he could. He would often come back to the apartment he shared with Blaine and fall onto the sofa in the hope of never leaving it again. Blaine, in these circumstances, always made dinner and spoke of his day in an effort to take Kurts mind off Broadway. He would play a song hed written, or describe how a child had made him laugh with a silly comment so Kurt could relax.

Blaine had never been happier or more secure in what he was doing day-to-day. He loved playing to children most days and still getting a chance to perform his own music and covers in the evenings at his regular gigs. Whenever he could, Kurt would join him for support and enjoy drinks and freedom until the late hours.

"Right, now Rubys back, we can go," Kurt said happily, "and that includes you Rachel." Blaine, Kurt and Sam were having a potluck dinner around Rachels.

"Im busy each night, you know that," she wailed.

"You can join us during the day, the theatre will still be there when you get back."

"Okay, okay, but why do you want to go so much?"
"Because we havent celebrated anything in so long and I know I got the show two weeks ago, but I always felt it was an anti-climax when I found out. Its a big deal to me."

"We know," Blaine said, kindly, touching his hand as it rested on the table. Rachel noticed, but said nothing though Kurt barely registered those gestures anymore. They had become more and more frequent and Kurt was used to the comforting touch or the gentle stroke of fingers on his skin. Kurt wasnt really an affectionate person, and he had always been suspicious when James had initiated contact, but from Blaine it was reassuring, soothing.

"So well invite Tessa and Ruby, and everyone here. Lets see if we can get Mercedes and Artie if theyre free," Kurt said excitedly. "And everyone will have a great time."

Blaine smiled at Kurts eagerness, but Rachels eyes just rolled.

The Cyclone rollercoaster was thrilling as Kurt sat next to Blaine, awaiting the screaming descent as the cars went slowly upwards. He thought hed prepared, knew what was coming by watching several people go on the ride first. He covered his face at the thought of what was to come. He could hear Blaine laugh next to him and he opened his hands to see and found Blaine looking at him, his eyes twinkling with happiness.

"Fasten your seat belts," Blaine said, leaning in close so Kurt could hear him above the rush of wind.

Kurt winked as he recognized the line from a film theyd seen again at an old cinema recently. "Its going to be a bumpy night."

They reached the top and descended in a rush and scream. Blaine lifted his hands in the air and hollered, and Kurt thought what the hell? and did the same, causing them both to laugh at each other. They dipped and rose, twirled and spun and it wasnt until the ride slowed down when they were able to catch their breath.

"That was awesome," Blaine breathed. "We have to do that again, when the sun goes down."

They went on various rides, ate too many sweets and candy floss until Rachel had to leave for work and they sent her off with a kiss on her cheek and a happy wave. The group seemed to disperse a little, people pairing off and coming back together again. They dodged in the bumper cars, racing around like crazies, and Kurt would laugh loudly, especially as he was being pursued, his body bouncing back when he was hit.

After a while, once Blaine and Kurt lost the others and the sun continued to set, they decided to go on the Wonder Wheel, where the wheels slid on rails between the hub and the rim as it rotated. The sky was a myriad of colours and they could see the old parachute jump that stood proudly with its neon lights, high above the rest of the rides. Kurt and Blaine were silent, only so they could digest the scene in front of them, take in all the fun of the day and wonder where it left them in all of the crowds around them.

"Did you have fun?" Blaine asked after a while.

"Yeah, its been great. Did you?"

Blaine nodded and looked over the sunset, the colours streaking the sky ahead of them.

"Its beautiful and tacky here, all at once."

"Thats why I love it," Kurt said, smiling. "Weve finally made it."

Blaine thought over the words that made life seem so limited, as if the end was in sight, but thinking of the last few months, they had made it. Blaine realized he was where he was supposed to be, doing what he loved, and Kurt had achieved so many of his own dreams. Life was good.

Blaine took in Kurts happy gaze out to the world ahead and it wasnt limiting. They could do so much, be whatever they wanted as long as they were still breathing. Blaine snuck closer, breathed in the air that Kurt must have breathed out and they found their hands entwining again, a touch so common but so warm. They couldnt reach a final destination on the Wonder Wheel; it was ever a circle, always coming around to the same view, only changing slightly at every round. Blaine watched the colours of the sky change on Kurts face, saw the lights in his eyes and sighed. Life was wonderful as long as Kurt was in it.

Lights popped, neon bulbs flashed and eventually Kurt and Blaine were separated as they came off the Wonder Wheel, the crowds pushing them farther apart. It was a while before he realized he was on his own, Kurt talking to the person behind him for a minute until he realized it wasnt Blaine. He stammered an apology to the person he had been speaking to and he spun slowly, searching through the crowd, hoping to catch a glimpse of Blaine.

It overwhelmed him, the idea that people were closing in without meaning to; they were surrounding him, causing his breath to falter. His eyes scanned the lit up faces, and fireworks started to pop loudly, banging and showering them with more light. He tried to call, but Blaine didnt answer the phone and he suddenly realized he wouldnt be able to hear him if he did. People went to other rides, jostled to get a better view of the fireworks and still Kurt couldnt find him. The sky rang out with a shower of bangs that created a blue heart, which soon disappeared and Kurt thought he could see Blaines face in the sky and his heart skipped a beat.

Blaine was everywhere. Every face in the crowd, every guy with dark hair and mesmerizing eyes of honey was Blaine. Kurts hand went out to touch someone on the shoulder, until he realized it wasnt the one he was looking for and retracted it quickly. He felt panicked and then he saw him.

Blaine was standing still, throngs of people surrounded him, but it didnt bother him. He didnt come forward, but he smiled and Kurt saw another collection of sparks illuminate the sky above him, colouring Blaines face like splashes of paint. Kurt felt his fingers tingle to touch and hold him. He stepped forward and people seemed to leave him space to move, no longer jostling him along; they left him a path. He was it and there he was, just Blaine.

"I lost you," Kurt breathed and he was so close Blaine could feel the words on his face.

"I was always here." Blaine smiled and took Kurts arms to tether him to himself. Everything melted away. There was no more James, no more pain, only Blaine who would always be there.

"I love you," Kurt whispered and although they had gotten closer, their lips breathing in the same air, the statement gave Blaine a jolt of surprise and his eyes widened.

"You do?"

Kurt nodded and smiled.

"I love you too," Blaine whispered, his fingers coming up to stroke the soft skin of Kurts face, simple adoration in his eyes. Kurt came closer, bridging the small gap and placing his lips where they belonged. He had let him take, but as soon as Blaine realized what was happening, his lips moved slowly too and he teased Kurts tongue with his own. He breathed Kurt in; no one else was there. It was slow, awed, soft and hushed, and Kurt could taste the sugar on Blaines tongue. Kurt felt the addictive sugar rush, his soft hands cupping Blaines face, holding him close. Blaine felt heavy, in a daze, and swayed a little when he pulled back.

"Ive wanted to kiss you for so long," Blaine said on an exhale, his eyes still closed.

"You can kiss me whenever you want to," Kurt smiled, his eyes twinkling. His gaze never left Blaine who remained dazed but solid beneath his fingers. Blaine was everything and everywhere. Kurt felt stupid for leaving it so long, but it felt so different, so easy. He leant in again for another kiss, just because he could.

"I think I might have found a new obsession," he breathed when taking necessary air.

Blaine laughed. "Thats fine by me."