When March arrived, Kurt could barely contain his excitement.

The fact that he was going to New York, by himself, didn't fully sink in until his Dad drove him to the airport one Friday after school.

Kurt was staying in New York until Tuesday, and he had no idea how Blaine managed to convince Burt to give him two whole days off of school, but he didn't really care either.

"Are you okay, bud?" Burt asked as they made their way inside the airport. "You kinda look like you're going to throw up, or pass out...or both."

"Don't get me wrong, I'm really excited but I'm really nervous too. I'm flying to a completely different state, which I've never been in before, by myself."

"True, but you'll only be by yourself on the actual plane ride. I'm here with you right now and Blaine's gonna be waiting for you at the airport in New York."

"You're right...ugh, okay I should go before I miss my flight. Bye Daddy." Kurt said, hugging his Dad.

"Have fun." Burt smiled as Kurt walked slowly away from him, dragging his suitcase behind him.

The flight to New York seemed to last forever for Kurt, and when the plane finally did land, he suddenly had an overwhelming urge to throw up.

Sure, he'd had sleepovers and spent a night away from his Dad before, but he had just gotten on a plane, for the first time, to a different state by himself and he was spending five days away from his Dad. Five. Whole. Days. And he was kind of freaking out.

He allowed himself to be pulled into a hug by an excited by Blaine but his boyfriend, instantly being able to know when something was up with Kurt, knew that something was wrong with the younger teen.

"You okay?" Blaine asked, pulling back slightly.

"Yeah I just...I feel a little sick. Can we go please?"

"Yup." Blaine replied, pressing a feather-light kiss to his boyfriends forehead before taking his hand leading him out of the airport.

They put Kurt's stuff in the back of the car and got into their respective seats before Blaine proceeded to drive them back to his apartment; the car journey not exactly helping with Kurt's sudden nausea.

The two boys arrived at Blaine and Rachel's apartment a while later and instructed Kurt to sit on the sofa while he went into the kitchen and got him a glass of water. When he returned, he sat next to Kurt – who was sitting with his knees pulled up to his chest – and handed him the water.

"Thank you." Kurt said quietly, taking the water from Blaine and slowly sipping it.

"Okay, you've been in New York for nearly an hour and you haven't asked for a tour of the city yet – what's wrong?" Blaine asked as Kurt leant sideways so that he could rest his head on Blaine's shoulder.

"Nothing I just feel a little overwhelmed. I just had my first plane ride ever, by myself might I add, and I'm staying in a completely different state to my Dad for five days. It's just kind of weird and new to me. Plus, the plane made me feel really sick."

"Come here," Blaine said, scooting into the corner of the sofa and patting his lap – Kurt instantly lying down with his head resting there – before combing his fingers through the younger teens hair, calmingly actually. "Go to sleep," He continued, leaning down to press a kiss to Kurt's cheek. "You'll feel better when you wake up."

So he did. And Blaine was right.

When Kurt woke up, he was mostly filled with his usual teenage energy, insisting that they go out to eat instead of ordering take out like Rachel suggested when she graced the two boys with her presence.

"Kurt's suggestion wins, sorry Rach." Blaine said, grinning like the Cheshire Cat while cuddling Kurt to his side.

Rachel was smiling like an idiot too, however. She probably hadn't seen Blaine that happy since they'd moved to New York. Sure, he was happy – extremely happy – but you could always tell that something was missing for him. And that 'thing' was obviously Kurt, judging by the smile on Blaine's face.

Later in the evening, the three friends made their way to a small Chinese restaurant that Blaine and Rachel had both fallen in love with. Apparently Kurt was falling in love with it too, claiming that their food was delicious after practically every bite of food he had.

After dinner, they walked around the city for a little while and Blaine just laughed at the adorableness laced into Kurt's excitement. Blaine was pretty sure that Kurt was more excited than Rachel was when they first moved there, but it was really cute in Blaine's opinion.

Rachel joined in with Kurt's obvious flailing, responding with things like 'I know right!?' and 'that's exactly what I said when I first came here!' when Kurt would exclaim random things about New York.

"I love you both, and this is adorable," Blaine laughed. "But we should probably start heading home, it's actually quite late."

"But, New York." Kurt whined.

"New York will still be here when you wake up in the morning," Blaine said, laughing at his boyfriends pout. "Come on, goofball." He said, pulling Kurt down the street by his arm.

"Fine, but I expect lots of hugs and kisses when we get home."

"Duh." Blaine said, pulling the younger teen into his arms and kissing him, completely ignoring the fact that Rachel was still with them, and completely missing the fact that Rachel was taking a photo of them on her phone.

"Okay, we can go now." Kurt giggled adorably when they pulled apart.

Blaine kissed the top of Kurt's nose before taking his hand and the three of them made their way back to the apartment. They put a movie on the TV but the two boys ignored the whole thing in favour of kissing and cuddling...Blaine did promise after all.