"You. Make. Me. Feel like I'm living a. Teen. Age. Dream. The way you turn me on."

The lyrics echoed around the crowded room, each angelic note would ricochet from the walls and carress Kurt Hummel's ears. As soon as he had heard the voice from outside the club, he was captured and too enticed to release it. He simply had to find out who it belonged to.

That was the moment when Kurt Hummel first met Blaine Anderson.

His strong hands gripped the microphone stand, his knees bent in time with the beat and he swung his hips gently. He was wearing some dior grey trousers, a green tastefully checked shirt, bracers and an emerald green bowtie. His hair was slicked back into a neat parting to his left and a styled wave or hair to his right. Kurt's eyes grazed over his slender face, strong jaw with a clean shave and olive tanned skin. He was gorgous. That was even before they locked eyes. They were delicious like glistening rich honey, golden and warm, full of kindness.

"I would do anything to marry that man" Kurt whispered under his breathe, so quietly that he was unsure that the words had even escaped his lips. Only when the beautiful man smiled at him did he realise that the song was over. Before he knew it, the man was off stage and making his way towards him, never once losing sight of eachother's eyes. When they finally came face to face, Kurt began tracing over every line and detail in the other's face with his eyes. He never wanted to forget his face, he never wanted to forget that night.

The night where the man of pure desire held out his hand and introduced himself. Blaine Anderson. It was perfect. He was perfect. He shakily took Blaine's hand and nervously muttered his name. It was almost on purpose, just to hear Blaine speak in his smooth and gentle voice again, even if it was just to ask him to repeat it.

"Kurt Hummel" Smiling shyly, Kurt looked at him through thick lashes, his hand still in Blaine's.

"That's a beautiful name. Would you like to dance?" Kurt nodded a little too anxiously as Jason Walker's 'Hope you found it now' came on. Within seconds, Blaine's left hand was on the small of his back, guiding him, and his right hand was still interlocked with Kurt's left. Kurt nervously grasped onto Blaine's shoulder and bit his lip. Calm down Kurt. He thought. You don't even know him.

But it was too late at that point, he found himself being pulled closer, their slender bodies touching and his chin resting on Blaine's neck, taking in his scent. Both of Blaine's arms wrapped around him, and Kurt, taking the hint, put his hands around Bline's neck and shoulders, even losing himself to the point where one hand laced into his hair.

"Nobody would believe that we've just met" Kurt chuckled warmly onto Blaine's skin, sending shivers down his spine.

"I feel like i've known you my whole life" Blaine's words were soft and tender. Taking a steadying breathe, Kurt grazed his jaw against Blaine's until they were nose to nose.

"I don't think there's any possible way I could forget you after this" There's gazes met, really seeing eachother for the first time, all of the worry and wanting of the future to come.

"I don't think I'd want you to" Blaine's petite smile had settled it. Love at first sight really did exist, and they were living proof.

Gingerly, they edged closer towards eachother until finally, their lips brushed. It tingled at the touch. Finally, they pushed lightly against eachother, moving, tasting and loving the feeling. Blaine's fingertips traced up and down Kurt's spine, sending warm chills through his entire body. All Kurt could do was let out a tiny whimper, sending vibrations into Blaine's lips, causing him to smile into the kiss. They pulled apart, mere millimetres away from eachother. They smiled sweetly at eachother, almost disbelieving what had just happened. Again, they embraced delicatly, their cheeks pressed to eachother.

"I hope you found it now" Blaine whispered along with the song into Kurt's ear, his voice still enchanting him, making him smile to himself. "I want to see you again" He mumbled suddenly, his voice lingeing in Kurt's mind. As much as Kurt longed to say yes and scream to the world in joy, he had to know if this was really it. The moment that would change everything. So, being strong, he pulled himself together and spoke as affectionatly as he had done before.

"If we're meant to be then we won't need to make a date" Blaine pulled away at this, his eyes almost begging for Kurt to change his mind, but instead, Kurt smiled pleasently.

"I won't stop searching for you. I promise" Kurt's eyes filled with compassion, the thought that Blaine wasn't going to give up on a stranger was heart melting, but he had to know.

"Blaine, I promise you. One day, if we're meant to be, we'll meet again. Probably when we least expect it, you'll have to trust me" Asking Blaine to trust him was a lot to ask but in the end, it would be worth it. Seeing Blaine turn the corners of his mouth into a charming smile clarified that he understood why Kurt was doing this.

"Then I look forward to that day"

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Kurt's eyes fluttered open, for some reason he felt uneasy and on edge. There was nothing on his mind, his life felt quite perfect, obviously his fashion designing was taking up some of his time but other than that, he loved everything and everyone in his life. His vision flickered over to his beautiful husband, Blaine. He remembered the day they met like it was yesterday, it was so enchanting and perfect, just like Blaine. And now, there he was, lying in bed next to him, breathing steadily and dribbling slightly on the pillow, everything he did was cute. Was that even possible?

"Honey, what time is it?" Even Blaine forcing words through a groggy sleep was angelic and simply enthrawling. Shaking himself out of his daydream, Kurt glanced at the time and groaned at the sight of the red numbers on the clock.

"3:03am sweetheart" Blaine matched Kurt's groan and whimpered as he attempted to open his eyes and switched the position of his arm. Kurt leant down and kissed him on his temple. "You go back to sleep, I'm going to get a drink of water, I'll be back in a minute" Kurt whispered as he brought himself to a standing position and began to tiptoe to the ensuite bathroom and run the cold water from the tap. Peeking around the corner, he saw Blaine once again drift off into a dreamless sleep. The numbers on the clock flicked from '3:03am' to '3:04am', Kurt rolled his eyes and picked up the glass on the bathroom counter and was just about to fill it until...

Clash!

Kurt turned off the tap and scurried into the bedroom where Blaine sat with wide eyes.

"You heard it too?" Kurt gasped out, his face pale and ghost-like.

"Yeah, but I really wish I didn't" Blaine swallowed thickly, his palms sweating and his breathing heavy.

"It sounded like smashed glass" Kurt mumbled, his hands shaking and his breathe unsteady, his chest heaved in the anxious atmosphere.

"Come here" Ushered Blaine, his arms outstretched.

Instantly, Kurt darted into his arms, pushing his face into Blaine's neck, inhaling his scent, it was almost comforting. Wrapping his arms around Kurt, Blaine hushed him, humming little lullabies into his ear along with comforting sentences such as: 'It's okay' , 'I'm here' and 'I won't let anything bad happen to you'. He wasn't supposed to know that these were lies, neither of them knew.

However, they bother knew that it wasn't just them in the house anymore. Yes, Blaine's comforting and rocking Kurt back and forth in his arms helped his to forget the sound of shattering glass, but it did nothing to mask the voices and bustling bodies downstaires. Kurt snorted, a small smile on his lips, catching Blaine's attention.

"You smell the same as the first time we met" It struck Blaine's heart strings.

"You still remember that?" He questioned softly.

"Of course I do. That was a night to remember." Blaine felt tears stinging his eyes. Stop it. Be strong. He thought. For Kurt.

"Kurt darling, don't do that. Don't reminisce. We've got our whole life to do that" Blaine's voice shook on the last sentence, hearing Kurt sniff and wipe away tears was enough for him to break down and sob until last breathe. But he couldn't. He wasn't going to take his last breathe like that, he wasn't going to take it for a very long time. If anything, he was going to take it protecting Kurt.

Thump. Thump. Thump.

They were coming up the staires. Blaine clung onto Kurt tighter, his fingers pressing into his shoulder and back. He placed a kiss onto Kurt's forehead and closed his eyes, still rocking his lover to and froe.