Blaine moves to LA in the second week of summer vacation with the bare minimum packed into a suitcase and his guitar. Burt’s driving a U-Haul down from Lima so he sees no point in packing much.

He’s giddy, excited and so ready to soak up the new experiences of college, all the things he’ll learn, the city and life with Kurt. The perma-grin he’s sporting makes Finn laugh at him constantly so he ignores the annoyed looks from the check-in ladies who are used to decidedly less bouncy people.

He’s thrumming with happiness and energy, practically vibrating and Finn has to hold him down and look at the stewardesses sheepishly to get him to sit and put his seatbelt on, and then proceeds to hold onto the buckle for most of the time that either of them are awake to keep Blaine from leaping from his seat.

The whoosh of the doors and the air that flows over them makes Blaine remember the last time he was here. Kurt was somewhere, wandering a boardwalk so many miles from his home and Blaine was coming to find him, he’d fought his brother over stupid comments and found Kurt. Now he was here to be with Kurt, forever. Blaine took a deep breath and grinned up at Finn who grinned down at him. The nightmares, mood swings and disappearing into his own head had slowly petered out since Kurt had come home and were now a distant memory themselves.

Finn looked down at Blaine. He looked so happy and despite the bouncing, grinning and goofy acting, more at peace than he’d seen him in a long time. He was so happy for his brother and Blaine. They’d come through everything and were now full circle; back together having gone through hell and come out the other side stronger. He was so proud. “Dude calm down, you’re going to see Kurt in a few minutes.”

Blaine blushed and tried to walk calmly, still grinning. “I can’t help it, I’m finally going to live with Kurt, and we’re going to be together forever now Finn. I can’t wait.”

Finn sighed good-naturedly. “You’ll be the death of me bro.”

They grinned at each other and looked for Cooper in the crowd. He’d agreed to come to the airport to pick them up instead of Kurt who’d be mobbed the second he stepped foot in there. They finally saw him, dressed in a suit, mirrored sunglasses and holding a sign reading BAH FHH and Blaine smiles at the dorkiness that’s just so Cooper. “Hey, what’s your bet that was Kurt’s idea?” Finn whispers as they walk towards him.

“Knowing Coop, I wouldn’t be surprised if they both came up with it.” Blaine whispered back, Finn sniggered.

Blaine reaches Cooper first and hugs his brother tightly, the sign digging him slightly in the hip. “Hey Coop, thanks for picking us up.”

Finn hugs him next and Cooper smiles fondly at them both. “It was nothing Blainey, all I could do to see you again and do a solid for my brother –in-law. Wouldn’t want him mobbed by screaming girls, he’ll get enough of that when you see him.”

Blaine’s brows come together and he glares mock-angrily. “Hey! I could attack you again you know,” He grins when Cooper gives a stage-gasp. “We’ll see a lot of each other now though?”

Cooper nods as they walk to the car. “Of course but I wanted to pick you up. Now, where can I take you fine gentlemen?”

Finn laughs as Blaine shakes his head, ignoring his brother and sliding into his seat. “Home Jeeves, and don’t spare the whip!” The tall man leans over and high-fives Cooper, Blaine laughing hysterically at the two of them.

Soon they arrive at the apartment and Blaine stares up at it. He loves the place, as perfect for him and Kurt as the two men are for each other. Kurt had let his old apartment go when he went back to Lima then when Blaine had gotten in to CSU they’d gone apartment hunting, Kurt searching and taking pictures and sending Blaine websites and emails to look over. They’d finally settled on a luxury apartment in Burbank that Blaine had fallen for the moment he’d seen it. Kurt had teased him it was just because it was Studio City and Disney studios were just around the corner. Of course it had made sense for Kurt, so close to work and it was closer for Blaine to the university than Kurt’s old place had been.

The door slides open and Blaine’s breath catches. There in his doorway stands the most gorgeous man on the planet. His light brown hair messy, his lightly tanned skin shining golden in the light, his outfit makes Blaine’s mouth water, hugging him in the right places, tight around the lithe, slim body Blaine loved and his glasz eyes twinkled with love and amusement. The man opened his arms, grinning and Blaine bounced over to him, jumping on him and hugging him tight.

“Whoa baby. Ok who gave Blaine coffee?” Kurt grabbed the doorjamb to stay upright and wrapped his arms around his giggling boyfriend, raising an eyebrow at his brother and Cooper.

The man glanced at each other sheepishly as Blaine started licking Kurt’s neck, Cooper raised his hand slightly. “Sorry man, he started begging to go to Starbucks for an espresso before getting here.”

Kurt’s eyes widened. “You let him have an espresso? Finn I’m disappointed you let him.”

Finn’s eyes widened and he held his hands up in surrender. “No, no I didn’t. I got him his usual medium drip.”

Blaine let Kurt’s neck go and giggled. “They’re spoilsports.”

Kurt raised an eyebrow at his hyper boyfriend then looked at Finn and Cooper with his eyebrow still raised. “Thanks guys, you can go now.”

Finn laughed as Cooper ran down the stairs, pretending to be scared for his life, maybe he was a little. Kurt was scary mad. “See you at dinner guys.” Finn waved and Kurt shut the door.

His face immediately melted into a fond smile and looked at Blaine. “Hey, don’t crinkle the McQueen.” He said softly and suddenly Blaine’s crying harder than he’s cried in months into Kurt’s jacket. He cries for the last few years, for the moment they met, the day they kissed, for the weeks they spent holding, kissing, touching, happy together, the months they spent apart and mostly for the years he never thought would come but his future’s here and all he can do is cry with happiness. Complete.

Kurt rubbed Blaine’s back, letting a few tears of his own slip out. Finally both men parted, kissing deeply then staring at each other for a while. Kurt lead Blaine to the bathroom and helped him clean up then started unpacking Blaine’s things into their drawers, putting Blaine’s toothbrush next to his in the glass in the bathroom.

Blaine sat in the living room, boxes piled up everywhere. He didn’t know where to begin.

Burt patted his back as he passed another box labelled ‘Blaine’s Stuff: Photographs etc’ to Cooper. “Don’t look so scared Blaine; all of this is yours now.”

Blaine shook his head. “I’m not scared about that. Just wondering where to put everything.”

Burt nodded and walked into the bathroom, unloading the ‘Blaine’s Bathroom Stuff’ box into the cabinet and the sides Blaine and Kurt had shown him.

Blaine looked around, he guessed sorting out where all of his stuff went was like back when Kurt came home, figuring out where their lives merged and slotting in. They’d managed to work through their problems and Blaine to learn to trust Kurt again, promising the world and forever to each other again and this time Blaine knew it would last. In his mind’s eye he could see where his things went and he and Kurt curled up on the sofa singing along to one of his songs.

Kurt walked through the door, exhausted from a long day of filming and was captivated by the sight in front of him. Blaine was sat in the middle of the floor, shirtless and surrounded by photographs, a photo album by his feet. Kurt smiled and shut the door. “Well, Mr.Anderson. What a surprise. I come home to my handsome, sexy boyfriend and find him shirtless and…what are you doing Blai?”

Blaine looked up and waved him over, waiting for Kurt to step gingerly around the photos and sit down next to him. “I’m putting photos in an album. I’m up to Valentines last year. Look Mercedes took this after we sang Love Shack. I loved surprising you. Of course I loved what happened after the party even more.” Blaine held up a photo of them sat at the table they’d sat at with Finn and Rachel after Blaine had surprised all of them after his near-blinding and sung Love Shack with the girls, Kurt and the rest of the restaurant joining in. They were sitting close together, looking at the camera with happy, loved-up smiles. Blaine’s head was leant into Kurt’s, his hat messing up Kurt’s hair but neither of them caring; too happy to be together after almost losing each other. Kurt remembered that night. They’d sung, danced, kissed and hung out with everyone else, their hands never parting then they’d gone back to Blaine’s and made love all night.

“You know Blai, that night was one of the happiest in my life.” Kurt smiled, meeting Blaine halfway and kissing passionately.

The kiss finished and Blaine nuzzled Kurt before leaning away and looking into Kurt’s eyes. “I know Kurt, but you know it was only one of, and tonight is going to be better, right up there with the happiest because,” Blaine grinned at Kurt’s raised eyebrow and took the small box out from under the couch. “Kurt Hummel, I want to make you the happiest man in the universe every day and I want to do that as your husband. Kurt Hummel will you please marry me?”

Kurt grinned, his eyes brimming with tears. This had always been inevitable but it still thrilled and overjoyed him. “Yes baby of course! I can’t wait to be your husband, Blaine Hummel.”

Blaine slipped the platinum ring studded with blue topaz onto Kurt’s finger and kissed Kurt deeply, licking his lips and pushing his tongue in when Kurt’s lips parted, their kiss deepening and building in passion.

Finally they separated and Kurt held out his hand to Blaine who took it and they walked into the bedroom together, wrapped up in the happiness of true love, leaving on the floor pictures of their shared relationship, snippets of their life and love, frozen smiles shining through glossy paper.

Captured forever.