Chapter Fifteen

'I'm in New York,' Blaine thought to himself in amazement. It was hard to accept as reality in his young mind. But as awe inspiring at the sights before his eyes were, his reaction was no way near the result of culture shock. At first Blaine was clueless to this fact until he and Kurt went deeper into Brooklyn and he started to realize why that was: it was all so familiar to him already. Even when he hadn't been there himself, it wasn't strange or new. Thanks to Kurt, this wasn't his first ride on the J-Train to Bushwick, because he'd ridden it many times before with Kurt via Skype. None of this meant that being there in the flesh was diminished it though; it just made the experience more enjoyable in his mind. Getting to see everything that Kurt had described to him at lengths during his treks to and from the city with his own eyes was wonderful. Best of all was how Kurt was sitting right beside him, pressed up close and looking handsome as usual. It hardly seemed real but the smells of the train, plus the loud chatter of those around them, told him he was really there – at long last.

"You're very entertaining to watch," Kurt whispered to Blaine.

Blaine cracked a small smile; amused that Kurt didn't mind how silent he was during their trek to the loft. That said a lot about their relationship and he allowed his attention to be slightly diverted to think about his boyfriend for a moment. It was easy to do and first Blaine found himself starring at Kurt's striking features. He looked totally in his element, sitting on the train, ignoring the many passengers, some yelling, crying and others looking stoned or worse. Kurt had long been desensitized to many of the odd events the city had revealed to him since arriving four months ago. As time passed and the subway ride came to and end, Blaine realized he'd barely spoken a word during the trip.

"I'm sorry I'm being so quiet," he apologized.

Kurt's reaction was for him to lean over and kiss him on the cheek. "Don't be, I think it's sweet," he assured his boyfriend.

"It's just everything's so familiar; because of you," Blaine explained.

Kurt flashed Blaine a playful smile in response, and he suddenly had a fun idea to suggest. "Well then, think you can lead us to our destination? If you know your way around here already?"

The challenge instantly struck Blaine's interest and he gave Kurt a sassy grin in response. Here was a chance to show just how well Blaine listened to his boyfriend when he went on and on about his surroundings. It still wouldn't be easy, especially without the use of the GPS app on his phone, but it still wouldn't hurt to give it a try. "Sure. Just don't be too disappointed with me if I just end up getting lost," he playfully replied.

Kurt scoffed, "Oh Honeybee, the day you disappoint me is the day I stop wearing skinny jeans. Meaning neither will ever happen."

"Don't even say that!" Blaine blurted dramatically, complete with a hand to his heart.

Their momentary playful banter over, Blaine set to the task at hand and started off by having a good look around to catch his bearings. They were pretty close to Kurt's neighbourhood, because he usually just walked the short journey from the subway station to his home rather than take the bus. It took Blaine a little while but he finally recognized a near by tree and grinned at Kurt as he stepped up to it.

"Isn't this the tree you walked into last week while we were on the phone?"

Kurt's less than subtle reaction, along with his classic eye roll, gave Blaine his answer without the need to voice it.

"Okay so then if I recall that would mean the Italian bakery you have so excitingly told me about many times should be on the right at the end of this street," Blaine muttered as he hurried towards the said area. Sure enough when he turned the corner there it was, complete with delicious smells wafting from within. "We will so have to go there later, but for now, I have a loft to locate."

Kurt quietly followed Blaine as he continued down the sidewalk, grinning with amusement as he went. It came to no surprise to him when Blaine managed to find the right building, walk up the short set of stairs and come to a stop in front of one of the large loft doors. Kurt couldn't help but laugh at Blaine's prideful grin as he waited for Kurt's praise in completing his challenge so easily. Kurt considered teasing him a bit but he'd much rather award Blaine for his effort, so he put down his luggage, grabbed Blaine by the shoulders and kissed him passionately right then and there.

While it took him a moment to recover from the unexpected gesture, Blaine was quick to add his own enthusiasm. When the kiss was finally over, Blaine rocked on his heels and let out a sigh of delighted exasperation. "Wow, that was one amazing kiss!" he stammered, still giddy.

"Flattery will get you everywhere, but later. Shall we head inside next?" Kurt suggested flirtatiously.

As soon as Blaine follow Kurt through the door, he was hit with the sudden realization that even though he'd never stepped foot inside before, everything, right from the wooden crossbeams, to the exposed brick wall that Kurt and Rachel had painted over with white, looked so familiar to him. The first thing Blaine did was reach out and touch the beam at the end of the door. He ran his hand down the rough wood and smiled; he'd been given a virtual tour before, but for the first time, he could touch things. That first touch only left him wanting more and Blaine ran his fingertips along the brick wall of the apartment as he walked towards the kitchen area. There was the black fridge that Kurt had found on Craigslist. How many times had Kurt opened up that fridge during their Skype chats he wondered? Now that Blaine could finally take a look inside himself he did just that and saw it was quite bare. Blaine wasn't the least bit hungry anyway, so he continued his exploration of the space. His attention stopped to look at the large sign that Kurt had hung on the wall to the left of the appliances. Even up close the words were hard to make out and yet that was so Kurt. He remembered that time when Blaine had sheepishly admitted he found the item a little silly. That comment had lead to the couple bickering for an hour but it was soon forgotten and there was no harm done in the end.

Blaine ran his finger inside the crevice of one of the letters for a moment and he smiled giddily. The next place his hands found their way to was the cold metal surface of the oven. Blaine didn't think watching someone cook could be so entertaining. The reason he found it so enjoyable of course was due to Kurt and how he always did his best to include Blaine whenever possible, be it by asking him little things like should he add a pinch more salt or did the dish look too over cooked to him? Blaine would always do what help he could through a computer screen too.

Only once the left side of the apartment was thoroughly explored, touched and registered in Blaine's mind was he ready to do the same to the remaining right side. As much as he wanted to get to the bedroom sections, or more importantly Kurt's, Blaine stopped to eye the large wooden wall-bookcase that separated the kitchen from the living room area. Blaine still wasn't sure how Kurt and Rachel had managed to put up something so huge. But even without Kurt telling him he figured hired movers had to be involved. Blaine stopped to inspect the numerous objects, most of which were Kurt's that decorated the various cube shelves.

Soon his gaze fell upon a familiar green couch and he couldn't help but take a seat and happily confirmed it was just as comfy as Kurt claimed. It was also a Murphy bed as well and Blaine silently hoped it wouldn't be were he would sleep for the next week. He hadn't dared to ask Kurt about their sleeping arrangements yet, but he still wasn't too worried about it. There were so many hours spent with Kurt on this very couch, full of cute conversations, some trivial while others far more substantial. One of Blaine's favourite pastimes was when Kurt called him after class at NYADA and just filled him on how his day had gone. Blaine absentmindedly picked up one of the cushions on the couch and ran his thumb along the fabric.

Eventually Blaine realized he was tenderly caressing a throw pillow and he put it down and hurried off of the couch. He didn't go very far though, stopping to bend down and touch the wooden coffee table so he could admire it up close. Most of the furniture in the apartment came from Kurt's findings at Chelsea flea markets and he had to hand to his boyfriend's bargain hunting talents. He studied each chair, and chuckled at the one that had been taking out of a car, which Kurt had explained was homage to his dad's tire shop. Blaine quickly glanced over at the left corner of the room where Rachel's bedroom was, but he didn't move to get a closer look. It would hardly to polite to snoop around there when Rachel wasn't home, but that wasn't the only reason for not bothering. Blaine was much more interested in the room on the left, the one that was his boyfriend's and currently hidden by the drawn curtains. Truth be told Blaine thought the idea of those curtains was more than a little useless, because it wasn't like they made anything the least bit sound-proof.

Oh the memories this room held for Blaine – for them both: they had blurted out to each other how they wanted to be boyfriends, had seen each other naked there and had taken the first step towards physical intimacy as well. Yes Blaine was only visiting for a week but come the summer, he could be living there with Kurt, in the same city and sleeping in the same bed. His own belongings would be placed beside Kurt's and then a whole new onslaught of memories could begin. Just the thought of what that future might hold: mornings making Kurt breakfast in bed, doing laundry, going through their morning routines made him smile from ear to ear. Then, right when his jaw was beginning to ache, he heard a quiet cough coming from behind him. Blaine turned around to see Kurt grinning at him and he didn't seemed the least bit annoyed at how his boyfriend had forgotten him for so long.

Kurt wasn't angry with Blaine of course, how could he be when getting to watch Blaine explore the loft with his own eyes was such a wonderful gift? Blaine wasn't the only one picturing what it would be like once the summer arrived. The moment their eyes met, the couple laughed together.

Kurt held his arms out to Blaine and said, "Welcome home."

Blaine rushed Kurt's opened arms and hugged him tight. Kurt got him, he knew exactly what he had been thinking and had said the most perfect thing to him. He was home, he belonged there. From the second he'd stepped inside, Blaine had known this and the realization, along with Kurt's acceptance and understanding, was almost too much to take in all at once.

"Kurt...." Blaine whispered, hopelessly overcome with joy. "... I really am home," he sobbed.

Kurt let out a happy little cry as he hugged Blaine back with all of his might and refused to let him go just yet. He could barely hold it all in, in fact it was hard not to break out into song right now and express his emotions glee club style. "You really are," he breathed instead, opting for the more simple option.

It was no use, no matter how much Blaine wished he could hold himself together; he was crumbling under it all. So he merely gave into the experience and babbled along with Kurt as they continued to cling together until their arms were starting to tire. The mood was still happy, but a little more light and Blaine finally remembered what he had originally wanted to do.

"I didn't intend to leave you like that... I just got unexpectedly distracted...." he muttered. "I actually planned to make out with you the second we stepped inside here...."

At least Blaine knew better than to apologize this time, as it would have just been a waste of time. Kurt's heart was already racing at the idea of having a heavy kissing session with Blaine in his apartment, but he was fine to resist the urge for the moment. "It's all right Blaine, after all, we'll have plenty of chances for that this week," he said with a flirtatious wink.

Blaine laughed; completely charmed by Kurt and his skill with dry wit. "It just really hit when I got here, you know? That I really am here and we've reached this point in our relationship and while it's true that I'm only here for a week... from this point on there will be more visits to look forward too."

"I get it Blaine, you felt the need to touch things to prove they were real," Kurt finished for Blaine.

Blaine nodded in confirmation. "Exactly!" His affectionate grin swiftly turned into something more mischievous as Blaine gave Kurt his best come hither look. "You're really turning me on, with knowing me so well, Kurt...." he murmured in Kurt's ear. "Or maybe it's because it's we're finally alone."

There was no further convincing needed on Kurt's part and he quickly unravelled the scarf around Blaine's neck and threw it to the floor. The next thing Kurt did was grab the sides of Blaine face and kiss him full on the mouth. With no one to interrupt them, they kept their bodies and lips tightly pressed together as they continued to kiss again and again. Things quickly turned heavy and the heat created by their enthusiasm caused the couple to lose their bulky outer layers. As much as Kurt was enjoying himself, he made no attempts to go any farther than that, as did Blaine. With no one who could interrupt them, their kissing went on for quite a long time. Neither wanted to be the first to call it quits and by the time both were getting a little tired, things had moved to the couch.

What gave the raw state of the boys' lips away was when Blaine inadvertently hissed as Kurt's now chapped lips brushed his own for what felt like the hundredth time. Kurt blinked at him in surprise and Blaine felt mortified, but it could have been worse, things could have stopped because of a far more embarrassing boner incident.

"Um Kurt, I'm a feeling a little... kissed out," Blaine finally admitted.

Kurt rolled off of Blaine and sat beside him; taking a moment to fix up his ruffled hair. "So am I, who'd of thought that's even possible for us huh?"

Blaine chuckled. Just because they were done making out didn't mean they couldn't cuddle on the couch for a bit. To his delight when Blaine placed his arm around Kurt's shoulder, his boyfriend snuggled up close to him and laced their hands together and rested them on his knee.

"Maybe we should take a moment to reaffirm what sort of physical boundaries we want to set during my visit. I know we've talked about it... but... after how thrilling that make out secession we just had was, it might be a good idea to go over it again," Blaine suggested.

"That's a good idea, considering how our track records so far has gone. But really, we've done rather well with our... urges and honestly? I'm hoping we can stick to our original game plan. I know we have nothing to prove when it comes to withstanding our desires for one another. I'd just much rather focus on us finally getting to spend time together in New York than if we're ready to have sex or not."

"I'm not ready to be intimate with you Kurt, at least nothing that serious and I know you feel the same way."

Kurt smiled at Blaine; he was glad they were of one mind as usual. He suspected deep down Blaine might be a little disappointed, considering what they've already done. But the pressure of being alone together in his apartment shouldn't make them feel inclined to do something they weren't comfortable with yet.

"So we both agree that we'll stick to kissing and making out with clothes on while you're here?" Kurt asked, just to be sure.

Blaine nodded. "I still thing that's our best option, for the time being."

"Do you think you can handle sharing a bed with me for your stay, Blaine?" Kurt teased.

Blaine eyes widened. "You mean I get to sleep with you still?"

"Yes of course Blaine. Did you seriously think I'd make you sleep on the couch?"

"I honestly didn't know for sure and I wasn't about to make my preference known!"

"Why not? Your opinion and what you want is important to me, Blaine," Kurt argued.

"I know how much I mean to you Kurt... and the feeling is mutual, so can we let this one slide?" Blaine pleaded with puppy dog eyes.

It wasn't like Kurt wanted to spend his first day with Blaine in New York arguing anyway, so he was happy to let the matter drop. "I'm so happy we'll get to sleep in the same bed for the next six nights, Blaine," Kurt sighed dreamily.

"Me too," Blaine agreed. "So, now what then?"

Kurt was up on his feet and went over to fetch their abandoned luggage. Blaine followed him and watched as Kurt started to unpack not his own suitcase, but his first. Blaine smiled affectionately at Kurt; of course he'd made room for Blaine's stay and that was one of the many reasons he was so glad Kurt had fallen on him on that fateful day.

"As soon as we're both unpacked, there's something we really need to go out and get," Kurt answered casually.

"What?" Blaine asked while pouting; he didn't want to go out just yet. "I just got here and we're already leaving?"

Kurt rolled his eyes at the sight of Blaine, who looked adorable as ever but equally silly with his big sad eyes. "We need food Blaine, haven't you been telling me how much you're been looking forward to experiencing New York cuisine? Well you never get to if we don't venture outside, Honeybee..." Kurt explained matter-of-factly.

"I bet you just want to go out so you can get the clothes you had put away in storage," Blaine countered, albeit teasingly.

"That is another reason for heading outside, but I also want to take you to my favourite bagel place first," Kurt chimed.

"Okay fine," Blaine said, though his act wasn't fooling anyone.

Kurt closed Blaine's suitcase once everything was in its temporary place, he made quick work of his own belongings. The job soon done, he leaned over to Blaine on the bed and gave him an affectionate peck on the lips. Just the fact that he could do things like that whenever he wanted would take some getting used to – in a good sort of way though. Kurt lead Blaine over to their discarded coats and scarves and the couple helped each other bundle back up to face the cold air outside.

"So just in case you're unclear, our plans are for today are such: we'll head into the city to let you discover first hand just how amazing bagels here are, then we'll go get some groceries, go home... but not before quickly going to get my clothes," Kurt explained, slipping the last detail in at the end.

Blaine smirked at Kurt in amusement. "That sounds good to me, as long as we'll get to spend the remainder of the evening cuddling here?" Blaine alluded.

"I can't think a more wonderful way to end your first day here, Honeybee."

Their itinerary confirmed, Blaine and Kurt strolled towards the door and out of the apartment hand in hand. Blaine felt exceptionally giddy and he got the feeling that his cheery mood would only increase over the next week. "I tell you what Kurt, I've never been so happy in not having to use technology in my life!"

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The first leg of the boys' journey brought them to Kurt's go-to bagel shop, and the circles of baked dough did not disappoint. Kurt watched Blaine close his eyes and let out a pleasured 'Mm' after taking his first bite.

"You know, normally I'd be jealous if something other than me caused that look on your face," he teasingly remarked.

Blaine rolled his eyes at Kurt. "I bet your eyes were full of lust the first time you bit into such toasted cream cheese bliss," Blaine countered.

"You already know the how story of when I had my first New York bagel goes."

"So? You know I adore hearing you repeat things, because there's always the chance that a new detail could come up."

Kurt rarely bothered to object to Blaine urging him to talk more, and he no longer worried about not pulling his own weight in the relationship either. They both had a tendency to ramble on and babble about the things they were passionate about and Kurt loved the sound of Blaine's voice as much as his boyfriend loved his.

"As you know it happened during Nationals in my Junior year when I got the idea for Rachel I and to have Breakfast at Tiffany's," Kurt began.

"Which was adorable," Blaine interrupted.

"I thought so too, anyway... Rachel was having a moral dilemma about choosing between love or career, so we got coffees and bagels and talked about that and our mutual Broadway dreams right underneath the Tiffany and Co sign. At that time I remember feeling proud that I wasn't bitter about her on and off again relationship with Finn anymore... though I was a little jealous."

"Understandable," Blaine said.

"I remember thinking if would I ever have to make that same choice? Or would I be doomed to live my life alone and unloved forever... god I was so dramatic," Kurt muttered sheepishly.

"Little did you know that I was back in Ohio wondering the same thing," Blaine added with a smile.

"And now... I'm not alone anymore and you're here with me in New York and you're belonging already," Kurt chimed.

Blaine popped his last morsel of bagel into his mouth and beamed at Kurt. "And here I am," he repeated.

Once Kurt finished his own bagel the couple headed off to their next destination: Kurt's usual grocery store of choice. Though Kurt explained to Blaine where he shopped all depended on where he was, what he needed and how much time he had. "I try to grab any items I might need, food or otherwise, on my trips home after class most of the time," Kurt explained.

Blaine saw a chance to mention something that he'd been fretting over a little, now if he could just play it down a bit, it wouldn't have to dampen their good mood.

"You know... I've always wondered that if you didn't have me to come home and Skype with every night... do you think you'd feel more inclined to go out and experience what New York has to offer? Go paint the town red and things like that? I'm not saying that I feel guilty about that possibility, at least not really. I'm just curious – for the sake of conversation," Blaine said nonchalantly.

Kurt got the feeling the question meant more to Blaine than he was letting on but he wasn't about to comment on that. "I've actually asked myself that a few times and I'm honestly not sure what the real answer is. Maybe I would get out more and be a bit more bold and social but for one thing, NYADA leaves me pretty drained most nights. That and hitting clubs, going out to parties to drink and stuff like that really isn't me. Rachel and I still go out together and we did back before I met you but it wasn't anything special. After the first month of living here, the novelty sort of wore off and we no longer felt the need to do something exciting all the time. There's still a lot of things I haven't seen or experienced yet and I'm glad, because it means I can share them with you, Blaine."

Blaine linked his arm with Kurt and they walked together happily down the street. "The same goes for me, Kurt," he cooed.

What followed next was Blaine and Kurt having the best grocery shopping adventure in their lives; complete with them breaking out into playful banter over the littlest thing, like which fruits were the ones to pick, what type of snacks they should get, and would it be a good idea to get Rachel a few things. All the while the happy pair were in couple honeymoon heaven as they performed such a mundane task together. They kept giggling too, so much that they noticed a few scowls and eye roles from their loving display, so they toned it back a bit. Once their task was completed, the boys headed off to retrieve Kurt's clothing next.

After that Blaine found himself pulling a large metal shopping-cart with storage tubs full of Kurt's most treasures articles of clothing (with Kurt carrying their food). It was all a bit much to handle so once they got off of the subway Kurt suggested they take a taxi for the remainder of their journey. Blaine quickly agreed and got to watch Kurt shout at the top of his lungs to hail them a cab and amazingly one came right away.

"That's impressive, Kurt," Blaine praised.

"I learn that from, Rachel," Kurt said.

Blaine's first taxicab ride was anti-climatic but still enjoyable and true to his friendly nature, he ended up striking a conversation with the driver. During which Kurt chose to sit back and listen to his boyfriend answer the cabby's questions. Each one of his excited replies was so adorable and thus typical Blaine, it was hard for him not to kiss him right then and there. The final stretch up the stairs to the loft wasn't easy but they managed somehow. Kurt set right to work directing Blaine were everything should go: starting with their food.

"Now Blaine, I know you had a look and I have given you tours. But there are some things I should explain now that you're staying here for a bit. First the food: Rachel, as you know, is a vegan, so it's very important you look and read items before eating them. You're more than welcome to eat anything that's mine while your here and Rachel also doesn't mind sharing, but let me tell you... it's a big surprise for your taste-buds if you don't know what you're putting into your mouth... Blaine stop that!" Kurt began to explain, only for Blaine to begin to snicker and smirk at his last comment.

"I swear it's not on purpose, baby!" Blaine said in defence.

Blaine behaved after that and went back to his polite and attentive self as Kurt moved his infomercial on to his bedroom next and Blaine continued to be useful as he helped Kurt put his clothes away.

"There we go, everything in its rightful place and I mean your clothes as well, Honeybee." Kurt said.

Blaine smiled at Kurt and fluttered his eyes lashes in beckoning at Kurt, who got the message and joined Blaine on the bed. What Blaine hadn't counted on was for Kurt to sit on his lap and drape his arms over Blaine's shoulders, but he wasn't about to complain.

"I'm touched that you made space for me, Kurt."

"Well I've already been picturing you living here on a daily basis," Kurt admitted.

Blaine's whole face lit up. "Really?"

Delighted by Blaine's surprise, Kurt stopped to give him a reassuring kiss.

"Yes you dummy, I can't tell you how long I've spent thinking about how well you'd fit in here. It makes me so happy that my assumptions are proving correct so far – but no pressure of course," Kurt rambled.

Blaine smiled dreamily at the thought. He could see it now – and hopefully would get a taste of it over the next week too – how they'd come home from their classes at NYADA, tired but still have enough energy to fool around a bit, or they might make dinner and watch TV together or maybe go out somewhere and then come back home to bed. Rachel would be there at the loft too of course and she'd join them sometimes to have a fun night spent simply enjoying each others' company. The times that she weren't around, well then, Blaine had a good idea what he'd want to spend those moments alone doing and just thinking of them made Blaine's heart begin to race.

"And if I'm to be perfectly honest... sometimes I think of all of the sexy times we'll have here together," Kurt admitted shyly.

Blaine attention perked and he stopped daydreaming. "Would you believe that I was just thinking the same thing?" he asked playfully.

"Given our age? I would," Kurt joked, but he was still being serious too. "Though if I were to go into any details it might not be wise, considering how we're trying to keep it in our pants during your visit – this time anyway."

"Let's think of this first visit as a continuation of beta testing to see how far we can push our limits and still remain in control," Blaine suggested.

Kurt kissed Blaine and said, "Sounds like a plan, but our clothes are staying on, right?"

"Right."

Suddenly Kurt pushed Blaine hard down on the bed and the act of aggression and although it was a nice surprise, Blaine squawked in response. Luckily Kurt ignored the embarrassing sound and stared down at him with what Blaine had to guess were his bedroom eyes and they were very thrilling – to say the very least.

"Too much?" Kurt asked worried.

Blaine shook his head and craned his head up so his lips could close in on Kurt's. "No, you're right on target..." Blaine murmured, kissing him full on the mouth.

Kurt got so bold as to lie on top of Blaine and he in turn made sure Kurt knew he was more than comfortable with the position. Blaine ran his hands up and down Kurt's back, minding to keep them from going under his shirt. This make out session started out less urgent then the previous one but that meant the boys could pace themselves a lot better. The result of which lead to Blaine and Kurt rolling around together on the bed, laughing and kissing, and amazingly their hands never went below the belt. Even with such strict boundaries in place, Blaine managed to enjoy himself quite a lot, as did Kurt, judging by the moans escaping his mouth. Blaine's lips eventually found his way to the side of Kurt's neck – a favourite spot for the both of them.

"This is so hot," Kurt gasped with pleasure.

"I know," Blaine breathed, grazing his teeth along Kurt's neck.

"Stop that," Kurt growled.

"Stop what?" Blaine asked innocently, but he didn't bother to stop teasing Kurt's neck.

"Do you want to stop making out?"

"No, I'm really enjoying this, aren't you?"

As much as Kurt liked it when Blaine got cocky, he was getting a little too enthusiastic with his tongue work. "If you keep trying my patience like that... then I'm going to half to cut you off – or soon enough I'll just want to get even with you," Kurt warned.

Blaine sighed; Kurt was right, but then his boyfriend ended up surprising him yet again, rolling them over so he was on top. Kurt kissed Blaine's neck and continued down towards the dip of his shoulder, leaving a trail of love bites along the way. Now Blaine was the one who's hold on his rising libido was thoroughly being put to the test.

"Is this getting even or reeling it back?" Blaine blurted out.

"I decided to go in the middle between both options," Kurt whispered.

"I think I like this choice too."

"Even with all the hickeys I'm giving you?"

Blaine laughed, "Marking your boyfriend up is one of the best parts of being in a relationship!"

With Blaine's approval, Kurt gave Blaine's neck one final hickey before turning his attention back to Blaine's inviting lips. This time his kissers were a little more soft and sweet but not any less enjoying. Cooling off didn't mean they had to stop entirely, not if it hadn't reached that point. Blaine wrapped his hands tightly around Kurt's waist, clamping him down and Kurt giggled. The minuets stretched on and Kurt's lips were starting to feel flushed and raw. No matter how well they paced themselves, Kurt knew that all good things must come to and end.

"Are you as tired as I am, Honeybee?" Kurt questioned.

"And sore lipped," Blaine added cheekily.

With a sigh of defeat Kurt rolled off of Blaine and lied back on the bed beside his boyfriend, who looked equally content and worn out. "Who knew I could tire of kissing," he muttered amusingly.

"We're only human Kurt. How long did we go for anyway?"

Kurt stretched to fish his phone out of his back pocket and whistled. "Would you imagine and an hour and twenty minutes?"

"Not bad," Blaine said with a proud smirk.

"Up for some cuddling still?"

Blaine nodded and opened his arms to show Kurt just how much he approved of the idea. Kurt crawled over to Blaine and they both scooted backwards until their heads were each on a pillow. Blaine shifted his weight so he could half lie on Kurt without it being too uncomfortable for Kurt to manage for long. He rested his head against front of Kurt's shoulder and signed contently as Kurt placed his arms over Blaine's frame. It felt so wonderful for them to lie like this, so natural and Blaine took a moment to let it all sink in.

"I'm so glad that you're here Blaine... with me," Kurt whispered.

"We fit good together," Blaine said.

"Isn't it nice?"

Blaine kissed the top of Kurt's head and murmured. "Mm, really nice."

"Want to give spooning a try?" Kurt asked softly.

Blaine's heart skipped a beat. "Okay," he breathed as he tried to keep his heart-rate under control. "Do you want to be the big spoon or little spoon?"

"Little spoon," Kurt answered. "I want you wrapped around me. I feel so safe in your arms, Blaine."

Blaine rolled them both gently onto their side so he could press up against Kurt from behind. As soon as they were settled Blaine slipped his hands around Kurt's waist and pulled him in close as possible. The warmth from Kurt's back touching his chest was already making him feel sleepy and he yawned. He smiled when Kurt laced their fingers together and yet he didn't bother to say anything, because words weren't needed in this instance. He was happy just be there with Kurt, in body and not just in spirit this time – together at last.

"Don't leave me," Kurt whispered.

There was no need for Kurt to specify how he wasn't asking Blaine to abandoned his life in Ohio. As much as Blaine wished he could, he knew that Kurt was asking Blaine to stay in his life forever, even when it was too early to make such a promise to each other.

"I won't," Blaine replied anyway.
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Blaine eyes fluttered open groggily as the delicious odour of bacon woke him up and he sniffed the air hungrily. "What smells so good?" he mumbled sleepily. At first there was no reply and he paused for a moment before and tried again. "Kurt?"

"I'm in the kitchen, Honeybee," Kurt's voice chimed back.

Blaine forced himself out of bed with a grumble. There went his chance to make Kurt breakfast in bed, oh well, he could save that for another day so it was no big loss. Blaine was dressed in a pair of navy pyjamas -- they had gotten up to change before going to bed last night -- and he found no real urge to change just yet. He yawned again and stretched his stiff bones; sleeping with someone would take some getting used to. Who knew. Blaine's neck felt a little sore but it wasn't that bad and he ignored as he walked towards the kitchen. There he was, looking handsome as ever and humming away as he cooked.

"Morning," Blaine announced as he walked into view.

Kurt stopped at the sound of Blaine's voice, put his flipper down and came over to greet his boyfriend, kissing him. "Good morning Honeybee, sleep okay?" he asked.

Blaine grinned and gave Kurt one more kiss before pushing him back to the oven so he could resume cooking their breakfast. "You know I did," he laughed.

Kurt's grin in response proved he did and he brought his attention back to the bacon he was cooking in a frying pan. "You can take a shower if you like, breakfast should be ready by then. Sorry you didn't get to wake up next to me."

Blaine stepped behind Kurt and wrapped his arms around him; kissing the back of his neck affectionately. He made sure that Kurt's arms were still free to tend to their food and Kurt made no attempts to shoo him away. " Not just yet. I like watching you cook, it's rather sexy," he said saucily.

Kurt laughed, "But I'm fully dressed under my apron."

"You look hot no matter how many layers you have on," Blaine tutted.

"Blaine, you'll make me burn the bacon at this rate," Kurt warned as Blaine continued to kiss his neck playfully.

Blaine gave his adorable chef a quick kiss on the cheek before he relented and let him go. "I'm impressed you're making bacon. I've never seen you cook it before during our Skype dates."

"Normally I don't bother because... well Rachel's a vegan so it would be evil to torture her with the smell. But she's not due back for a few hours yet so I thought we'd celebrate your first morning here. I'm making eggs, hash browns and toast: the whole deal. So I suggest you go take that shower," Kurt urged.

"Are you telling me I smell?" Blaine teased.

"What? No, it's just it's best of you do it while I'm distracted with cooking."

"Fine, as long as I get to make us breakfast tomorrow."

Kurt turned around to kiss Blaine and somehow managed to stop himself from going back for more. "It's a deal, and as for today, you can even make our coffee when you're finished showering," Kurt added.

Taking a shower did sound rather good actually, so Blaine went back to the bedroom to fetch his supplies and outfit for the day. When he entered the bathroom he discovered that Kurt had everything set up for him there and he smiled. The water was cold at first but it eventually heated up and like he usually did, Blaine started to sing.

You took your time with the call,
I took no time with the fall
You gave me nothing at all,
But still, you're in my way

Kurt, who was still humming away, stopped when he heard Blaine's voice trail from the bathroom. He listened intently to make out what his boyfriend was singing and when he finally did; Kurt rolled his eyes with a laugh. Would they ever escape from that song, he wondered?

It wasn't long before Blaine returned, fully dressed, freshly showered and with his hair still damp from the shower. Kurt had their breakfast waiting for them on the table and Blaine grinned in appreciation at the sight of it.

"Wow Kurt, this all looks amazing! Also delicious, so I better get that coffee brewing now," he muttered and hurried over to the awaiting coffee press.

His own job done, Kurt took a seat at the table and watched Blaine make their drinks. He let out a long contented sigh; now this was the life. His eyes ended up falling on Blaine's behind and Kurt felt no urge to look away, or talk as he admired it dreamily. He couldn't waiting until Kurt could wake up to that glorious hinney every day.

Blaine glanced out of the corner of his eyes to see that Kurt was gazing at him with a glazed over hungry look. "Are you starring at my ass?" he asked.

"Yes," Kurt asked without hesitation.

"Okay cool, just checking," Blaine said and went back to making their coffee.

"Any ideas of a cute nickname for me yet?" Kurt asked all of a sudden.

Blaine smiled nervously at Kurt as he handed him his cup of coffee and sat down beside him at the table. "Um... possibly but can it wait until we've eaten? We wouldn't want all this food you've made us to get cold."

"Good point," Kurt agreed. "Although I still hope we can chit-chat during our morning meal, just like we always do over the phone."

Blaine nodded, his mouth full of bacon and he began to swoon. "Oh my god Kurt, this is so good. I feel terribly spoilt," he muttered.

"I relish the chance to have a boyfriend to spoil now," Kurt laughed.

"So what are our plans for today?" Blaine questioned.

Kurt grinned and took another drink of coffee. "Ah well, I left the day pretty much open. As I promised Rachel this would be her day to spend with us and more importantly: you. So once she arrives home we'll just see where the wind may take us, as you've put it before. Whatever we do, or wherever we go, I'm sure it will be an adventure," Kurt explained.

"I'm surprise you're handing me over to her so willingly."

Kurt rolled his eyes. "Please, if I ever feel neglected I'll be sure to voice it to you both," Kurt assured.

"I was sort of hoping maybe we could go to Callbacks tonight," Blaine admitted.

"I'm sure she'll take your requests into account. I mean honestly the three of us were born to sing. It's why I know we'll all get along really well, like roommies straight out of a sitcom," Kurt chuckled.

Blaine took a break from talking to finish his second piece of toast and give him time to gather the nerve to ask Kurt a burning question. "Do you think when I move here, to New York I mean, the three of us will live together here?" Blaine nonchalantly asked.

While it was unexpected, the question was one Kurt had been considering for a while too. "I know when the times come we'll need to sit down and talk about it honestly... to see what the best option is. But I will admit that I would love you to live with Rachel and I here, Blaine. I don't think there would be any aversions from Rachel either. As much as I want to think about it, it's still far into the future... sure it will creep up on us before we know it... but it's still months from now. I love to day dream about our future together, but for the moment, I'd rather live in the present," Kurt explained.

Blaine smiled warmly at Kurt; he had his basic answer then and so he let the subject drop – for now. He knew Kurt wasn't stalling on the decision of where Blaine should live. He just didn't want to assume he'd be moving into the loft without checking with Kurt first. Now that he had mentioned it, he was just happy that Kurt wasn't making a big deal of it.

"That sounds good to me," Blaine commented.

Eyes twinkling, Kurt grinned at Blaine and said, "Good, that means you can tell me your nickname possibilities for me then."

Just like his boyfriend, Blaine was never one to back down from a challenge and he decided to add a bit of flare even – just for kicks. Blaine brought out his cell and scrolled through the touch screen; luckily he was well prepared for this task. "I can do better than that, I'll give you a musical clue," he sassed and hit the play button.

Hand it to Blaine to put on a show ever at the breakfast table, but Kurt wouldn't want it any other way. He just beamed at Blaine, laughing as his boyfriend started singing along to a Taylor Swift song of all things.

I said oh my, what a marvellous tune
It was the best night, never would forget how we moved
The whole place was dressed to the nines, and we were dancing dancing

Like we're made of starlight
Like we're made of starlight

Just singing along wouldn't do for Blaine though and soon he was dancing as well. He flirted and smiled at Kurt, who soon couldn't resist his boyfriend's charm and was pulled up to join him. The couple danced together to the music, happy and silly, laughing away. They swung hand in hand and spun each other around. Kurt giggled at Blaine's need for flare, but then, he was loving every minute.

Like we're made of starlight, starlight
Like we dream impossible dreams

Like starlight starlight
Like we dream impossible dreams
Don't you see the starlight starlight
Don't you dream impossible things

It was a magical moment for them both, like straight out of a musical and their chemistry was so strong. By the end of the number, Kurt's head was spinning, even when he'd come to a full stop.

"That was fun, but I feel sort of light headed now," Kurt muttered.

"Take a moment to steady yourself before you make any guesses then," Blaine kindly offered.

"No need, I'm fine," Kurt assured.

"Any ideas?"

"Is it Starlight?"

Without any further ado, Blaine took Kurt by the waist, dipped him and kissed him passionately. "Bingo," he chimed.

Kurt felt like a winner indeed and Blaine was quite the prize. "Starlight... I like the sound of that. Why did you pick that one though? My curiosity is peaked, Honeybee," Kurt said cutely.

Blaine was never one to miss a chance at romance, even when before meeting Kurt, he'd always claimed he wasn't very good at it. Another one of his weaknesses was speaking his feelings over singing them, but my how times had change for the young performer. Now he didn't shy away at the chance to express his adoration for Kurt, who fluttered his eyes at Blaine in anticipation. Blaine glided over to the couch and patted the spot beside him and once Kurt was snuggled up beside him, he was ready to give his answer finally.

"You light up my word Kurt, you make the darkness so much brighter and you shine stronger than any star in the night sky. That's because you are a star Kurt, so you're meant to shine. You're made of starlight Kurt: beautiful and sometimes almost blinding light," Blaine explained.

There were tears in Kurt's eyes and yet the most striking thing about Kurt's reaction was the sheer look of adoration. He was so moved by Blaine's words that he feared he wouldn't be able to say anything good in reply. Kurt sniffled and then hugged Blaine tightly, and started decorating his lips and face in soft butterfly kisses. "And you're my sweet, sweet, Honeybee Blaine. That was a perfect answer," he gushed.

Although bordering cheesy, Blaine basked in Kurt's loving praise and he turned all bashful and flustered. "So you like the nickname then? It's a keeper?"

"I love it," Kurt said, placing his hand on Blaine's knee as he leaned in close and kissed him again.

That started the couple off on another long make out session, but this time they were wise enough to keep things vertical. Kurt kissed Blaine's lips, starting slow and then gradually each following kiss went a little longer and got deeper too. There was no fear of taking things too far, not when Blaine was the one to initiate tongue and Kurt just went with it. "I love kissing you," Kurt murmured.

"We're saying that word a lot," Blaine pointed out.

Kurt sighed, "Hmm, baby steps Blaine, I'm just glad we're not tripping over it."

"One step at a time."

"One kiss at a time."

Kurt was tempted to use the romantic moment to confess his feelings, but he wasn't really sure what those exactly were just yet. Was he already in love with Blaine or was he still in the process in falling head over heels for him? Kurt wasn't sure. He certainty liked Blaine, adored him even and he truly cared about him too. To him that sure sounded like love but the last thing he wanted to – just like with their physical relationship – was go too fast. For now he would be content to enjoy their growing connection and wait for that wonderful epiphany to arrive.

As for Blaine, he too was fine just to enjoy Kurt's company – that and how good it felt to kiss him – again and again. Just as it usually happened when they were together, the rest of the world was soon ignored, though at first there was nothing to miss out on. Until off in the distance the large door to the loft rolled open and a young woman stepped inside. Neither Blaine nor Kurt heard her call out their names to see if they were there. Blaine was more perceptive to his surroundings but not when Kurt's lips were on his, how could he focus on anything else then?

Rachel scanned the area for signs of her roommate and his visiting boyfriend but so far, there were none. "Kurt? Blaine? Are you two here?" she called. "Hello!"

'And so it begins,' thought Blaine annoyingly. "It's Rachel," Blaine muttered.

Kurt, who wasn't happy for his roommate to come at the worst possible moment – right when Blaine had been rocking his world, or the PG-Rate equivalent at least – groaned in annoyance. "Shh! Just ignore her. Maybe she'll take a hint and go away," he hissed.

"Tough chance, she lives here," Blaine replied.

Being sensible sucked sometimes but Kurt really should have known better to think Rachel would do such a thing. He heard the sound of someone clearing their throat loudly and sure enough, Kurt looked up to find Rachel standing over the couch, glaring at them both with arms crossed and she did not look amused.

"Oh hi Rachel, what a pleasant surprise," Kurt said innocently, like she hadn't caught them in the act, even when it was just kissing.

"Welcome back," Blaine told her in greeting.

Not even Blaine's presence could soften Rachel's scowl and that made Kurt start to worry why she looked so pissed off at them. If coming home to find her roommate making out with his boyfriend on the couch fully clothes was the cause, well then she was in desperate need of a reality check.

"What's up with you?" Kurt asked.

Rachel threw her hands up in the air dramatically; the boys were in for it now. "Kurt! I can't believe you'd do something that cruel! You knew I was coming home around this time, and yet you didn't even think how hard it would be for me to see something I can never have! How could you!" she accused.

Four years of being Rachel Berry's friend wasn't enough time for Kurt to get the hang of her fully and this time, he was totally clueless. She couldn't mean Blaine. Yes he was handsome, adorable and just the sort of guy that Rachel might fancy, but he was gay! Kurt didn't think that Rachel – regardless of her faults – could act so jealous over Blaine, it just didn't make sense to him.

"Rachel, what in the world are you talking about?" he asked in confusion.

"The bacon! I could smell it the second I opened the front door! You didn't even try to hide the signs! There's still a piece of it on one of the plates!" Rachel cried out.

Mouths wide open, Blaine and Kurt looked like twins as they broke out into fits of laughter. While they might be enjoying themselves, Rachel sure wasn't and her angry scowl was back and looking angrier than before.

"Not funny guys!" Rachel growled.

"I'm sorry! I'm sorry! I thought for a second that you were talking about Blaine!" Kurt explained.

"What? No! Kurt! How could you think! Oh my god!" Rachel shouted as she stormed away from the pair in frustration.

Kurt rolled his eyes and muttered, "And the diva returns."