Blaine chuckled softly as Kurt asked the same question three times in a row. He had planned something special for their third date and wanted to keep it a secret until the very last second.

"The more you ask, the less I'll tell you." He playfully warned.

Kurt opened his mouth to protest, but snapped it closed, taking Blaine's threat seriously. "Just for fair warning, I'm not one to enjoy surprise." Kurt quickly stated. "My brother tried to surprise me once. Long story short: I nearly ripped my three hundred dollar Alaia jacket in two, because of the suspense."

"How much is the one you have on?"

"Only one fifty. Its Calvin Klein." Kurt said with a smile.

"Sexy." Blaine says with a teasing smile. "Don't fret, for the suspense is over. We're here." Blaine tells him, taking Kurt's hand as he guides him through the gate of the graveyard. There were tons of people, possibility hundreds, but Kurt was too busy trying to keep up with Blaine to count.

"What is this? Some kind of graveyard scary movie night?" Kurt questions as they finally stop. As Blaine unloads his backpack full of goodies, Kurt takes a look around, noticing the humongous movie screen set up several yards away.

"Something like that." Blaine notes, laying the blanket down. Sitting, he pats the spot beside him, welcoming Kurt. "I found out about this back in college. Once a month this group of film students will host a movie night, charging ten bucks a ticket. Its kind of retro and stuff. I went once after they showed 'Wuthering Heights' and I've been hooked ever since."

After wrapping the second blanket around their huddled bodies, Blaine pulled the box of popcorn out from his backpack, popping several pieces into his mouth before passing it onto Kurt. Kurt smile softly, gently picking a piece up and placing it in his mouth.

"Sooo, what film will be playing tonight?"

Kurt looks over his shoulder, finding Blaine smirking; a certain spark going off in his eyes as the lights shut off and the screen lightens. The film begins and the words Pretty In Pink fill the screen.

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Kurt walked with his hands in his pockets, his moves having a certain skip to them. He was true to his words when he said he didn't like surprises, but he couldn't help but to love Blaine's. Pretty In Pink, without doubt, was one of his top-ten of all-time favorite movies. Afterwards, as they walked around town and caught dinner, they spoke nothing more than movies. Eighties, mostly. Stating Girls Just Wanna Have Fun was the hit dance flick, while they fought between Carmen, Annie, Purple Rain, Yentl, Little Shop Of Horror, and the Little Mermaid as the hit musical.

"They just don't make movies like those anymore." Blaine sighed.

"No, they really don't. Now, it's all action, and gore, and sex, and horrible remakes."

"Most remakes aren't that bad. It really depends on who they cast, and if they stick to the plot the original had."

"I swear if they ever remake Pretty In Pink; or slap me if I jinks this, When Harry Met Sally, I will sure die of torture, along with the originals."

Blaine laughed at Kurt's melodramatic comment. "Well, those are both pretty amazing movies; one's that are so good that you can't beat it. But I can't promise that someone wouldn't try to redo and bring back to life." Kurt groaned, hating the truth. "Think of it this way: remaking a movie is like covering a song. They only do it, because they love it so much."

"Some songs shouldn't be covered." Kurt muttered, turning to face Blaine as they stopped in front of the apartment complex. Blaine thought back to when Kurt told him how he lived with his step brother and his girlfriend. A musical apartment, Kurt has stated. They were all in the same Glee club back in high school and have been singing ever since. Blaine envied him. He had a great family, but he was the only one with a musical strain in his DNA. "This is me."

"I had a lot of fun, Kurt." Blaine says, flashing his thousand watt smile.

Kurt did the same, brushing a stray hair from his face. "As did I, Blaine. I gotta say, as far as surprises go, that was definitely one of the best I've ever had."

Blaine stepped forward, brushing said hair away again. "Glad you liked it."

"I loved it." Kurt replies, his voice husky.

They were standing less than a foot from one another, Blaine's hand grazing slowly against Kurt's cheek. Their eyes, rich brown and a sea greenish blue never left sight, expect for when Blaine's broke to look down, catching the sight of Kurt's lips. Kurt leaned in, and then rolled his lips back as Blaine cleared his throat, stepping away.

"I, um . . . I'll call you. Good night, Kurt." Blaine says before turning to walk away.

"Night." Kurt says breathlessly, staring in shock as he's left out in the night.

Blaine mentally whips himself with each step he takes. It had been their third date and he and Kurt had yet to share a kiss. Blaine, of course, wanted to be a gentlemen; though the lower portion of his body continued to demand other things.

I wanted to treat Kurt differently! He tells himself. With respect and show how much he matters; that I don't just want sex from him! Ooh, but it's just a kiss! His mind retaliates. One soft . . . Loving kiss. His lips probably fit perfect on yours! Shut up! Shut up! Shut up! He commanded. Yes! No! Yes! No!

"Oh screw it!" He said aloud. Turning back, he hurried over, catching Kurt as he unlocked the door to the complex. "Kurt!" Kurt turned towards him, his eyes wide with shock. "I forgot something."

"Oh." Kurt's face fell. "And what would that be?"

"This." Blaine stated, leaping forward, covering the taller boys lips with his own.

It was easy to see Kurt was shocked; his eyes open and lips still. Sighing into the kiss, he leaned forward, kissing Blaine back. It was everything Blaine expected. Soft and sweet, practically mind numbing with goodness.

They were smiling as Blaine pulled back, both breathing heavily and laughing slowly.

"I've wanted to do that for so long." Blaine expresses.

Kurt laughes, smiling brightly. "Better late than never."