To kiss you whenever and wherever you want. 

From an outsider's point of view, most people would think that Kurt was the most nervous person in the world during the car ride from the school to Blaine's house. 

But in all reality. It was Blaine. 

He couldn't sit still. He kept leaning up to the radio and touching the buttons, not changing the stations, just touching them as if to make sure they were still there. Kurt watched him and tried his best not to laugh. 

When Kurt pulled up to Blaine's house, Blaine immediately jumped out of the navigator and walked quickly up to his front door. Hands shaking, trying to get the key in the lock. Kurt had completely caught up to him by the time the door was unlocked and he followed him from a few feet away up to his bedroom. 

Blaine walked over to his bed and sat down on it, looking up at Kurt. The butterflies in his stomach becoming more and more prominent. 

Kurt leaned down and kissed Blaine on the forehead, moved down to his cheeks, and then finally his lips for a short time. When Kurt pulled away it was as if some sort of reminder sounded in his head. 

Oh yeah! You're supposed to be romantic, do you want him to leave? NO. 

Blaine reached out and pulled Kurt probably a little more rough than he should have and pulled him on to the bed next to him. Rather than apologizing he kissed Kurt the exact same way he just had. 

He moved down to his shirt and pulled off his grey vest, then the grey  shirt that was underneath it. He pressed kisses to Kurt's neck then moved all the way down to his toned stomach, without stopping the kisses. 

Without fail both of the boys had significantly relaxed compared to the silent intensity that the room had previously been holding. Blaine moved his lips back up to Kurt's mouth and kissed him passionately for what felt like hours. But he didn't much mind.