Kurt POV

It was the Fourth of July, the famous Hummel-Hudson barbecue was in full swing. Kurt had paraded his new boyfriend around to all of his high school friends in attendance. Rachel and Finn were somewhere around there now, no doubt Rachel was showing off the new sparkly diamond that had found a place on her left ring finger. His parents would be driving them to the airport in the morning and tonight was the perfect send off.

Kurt had promised his dad that he would talk to Blaine about coming out for Thanksgiving with him. He could not have been any happier that Blaine was fitting in so well with his family. Not just with his immediate family but his entire Ohio family. Everyone he had introduced Blaine to, was swooning over him. All his family and friends in attendance ad fallen instantly in love with him.

Kurt was carrying a full plate of barbecued chicken that he had grabbed from his dad off the grill. That's where all the men were huddled for the most part.

Kurt had left Blaine talking to Mike and a very pregnant Tina. He looked over in the direction that he had left his boyfriend to make sure things were still ok and all he saw was Mike and Tina in stitches laughing at something that Blaine had said.

Blaine had a way of captivating whomever his audience was and Kurt had never been so proud to call someone his boyfriend. He refilled the chicken pile in the buffet line and returned to his boyfriend's side. He slipped his arm around Blaine's waist pulling him in close to his side. "Hey what are you guys laughing about over here?"

"Oh nothing," Mike said mid laugh. "Blaine was just telling us a story about how he got hit by a deer."

"He got hit by a deer. He was the one in the car," Tina finished.

Kurt looked at Blaine with confusion and Blaine just shrugged in way that said 'oh well, that's just typical me.' Kurt huffed out a little laugh. "Well the fireworks are going to be starting soon. You guys should go find a seat on the hill before all the good spots are taken." He turned to Tina. "You could probably use the rest anyways." Mike gently ushered his wife toward the small upward slope in the backyard that people were now finding spots. Blaine was off again floating; being the social butterfly that he was, flitting from group to group.

Mike turned around to Kurt. "Hey, dude. He is so awesome. You should keep this one." Mike gave him his most genuine smile and turned back to his wife.

Kurt looked over affectionately at Blaine engaged in a conversation with Rachel, Finn, Puck, and whoever his flame of the month was. Somehow Blaine seemed to blend in seamlessly with whomever he was talking to. Kurt envied that about him. He once again came up beside his boyfriend and gently laid a hand on his shoulder. "Hey babe, we should try and find a spot." Blaine's hand slipped effortlessly into his and he leaned in to place a kiss to his cheek.

They walked hand in hand over to the hill and found the perfect spot, near a tree in the middle of the crowd amongst their friends. Together they spread of the old blanket that Kurt had found in the closet of his old room. Soon they were settled in, Kurt leaning back between Blaine's legs, Blaine's arms encompassing him. It felt so natural to be sitting this way with Blaine.

The sun was just setting in the distance as a small girl, maybe about three years old or so, with a white dress and cute little pigtails protruding out the sides of her head wrapped up with red ribbons and a slightly older boy of five or so with a blue and white striped shirt and red pants came up to them. "Mr. Blaine, can you come and play tag with us?" They were Tina and Mike's two older kids both a spitting image of their mother.

Blaine looked down at Kurt just as Kurt was looking up at him. "You know what guys, not..."

"Go," Kurt said with certainty.

"Are you sure? I don't have to..." Kurt cut Blaine off again.

"Tell me you don't want to go." Kurt raised one eyebrow waiting for an answer.

Blaine hesitated then blurted out, "thank you." Blaine kissed Kurt's forehead before springing up to his feet. "I'll be back before the fireworks start."

Kurt just shook his head as his boyfriend ran off with two kids much more suitable for his spunk than Kurt ever could be. Kurt laughed at the sight before him. The little girl actively chasing Blaine at a much slower pace than Kurt knew he could run giving her a chance to tag him. The little boy running and tripping over his young feet and falling to the Earth but laughing and getting right back up. The little girl had finally caught up to Blaine as he mocked his surprise at being caught. He then turned around and started to chase after the two smaller children, once again running at an appropriate pace for the children. He ran around chasing the both of them as he let them duck out of his grasp as he faked the disappointment in his inability to catch them. Eventually he caught up to the little boy and instead of just tagging him he picked him up and spun him around in his arms as he giggled wiggling in Blaine's arms.

That's when it happened. Everything rushed to him. Images of a future he never thought he wanted. Somehow the images of the Chang family faded and Kurt saw a new family emerging. A small curly head boy with hazel green eyes spinning within Blaine's arms cuddled in close to his chest. A little girl of a slightly younger age with flowing sandy brown hair blowing in the wind as she looked up at Blaine with her ocean blue eyes squealing with delight. Somehow a shiny gold band around Blaine's left ring finger appeared.

In that moment he hadn't wanted anything else in life but that. Vogue and designing be damned. He wanted it all. In that moment he knew what Blaine was talking about. He wanted the husband, the kids, the house, and the career. He could have it all if he wanted it. He wanted to know that happiness. He wanted walk up the stairs to the front door of that loft apartment of Blaine's knowing that a warm hug and a kiss from his husband await on the other side. He wanted the two kids in his mind to run up to him because they couldn't wait to hug their dad after such a long day of missing him. He wanted to see Blaine attempting to make dinner for the family in their kitchen but burning the meal so badly that Kurt just has to laugh and they end up ordering a pizza from that place down the street that he knows is Blaine's favorite. He wanted to sit down to a fun night of family board games and movies and laughing when Blaine wants to watch Aladdin or The Little Mermaid for like the millionth time.

He could see himself in a year or two going around to all the same people that he had introduced Blaine to today and reintroducing him as his husband. In the years after that, he could see him and his growing family flying out for this event. He wanted to be the envy of everyone there. He wanted that perfectly rounded family, the perfect husband that could support him but he doesn't need to because Kurt has a great job of his own, a little girl with her father's beautiful eyes and a boy who's unruly curls match that of Blaine's.

He was shocked out of his daydream by a small hand landing on his shoulder. "Are you ok, Kurt?" Tina was squatting next to him on the ground. She wiped a tear from his cheek. He hadn't even known his bodily reaction to the image. He could feel himself breathing at a much faster pace than usual and his heart was racing under his ribcage and he obviously had some deep tear tracks on his face that seemed to burn him now that he was aware of the fact that he had been crying.

"I think for the first time in a long time, I am so much more than just ok."

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It was probably an additional 30 minutes before Blaine had once again joined Kurt on the blanket that they had laid out. That was fine. Kurt had some time to compose himself. The pop of the first firework had just gone off. Blaine came up behind Kurt sliding back into his original spot on the blanket behind his boyfriend. Kurt could feel the heat and sweat radiating off of his body but for once, he couldn't have cared in the least. "Oh my god, Kurt, that was so much fun." He giggled and kissed Kurt's temple as he threw his arms around Kurt pulling him flush against his chest.

The fireworks continued to go off one at a time. Blaine and Kurt just cuddled in on the blanket wordlessly enjoying the summer night's air and the lovely firework display from each other's arms. Kurt smiled to himself with Blaine's cheek nestled firmly within his windblown hair. Yep, this is definitely what he wanted. No questions asked. If it couldn't be with Blaine then he didn't want it at all but it was Blaine. It had been all along. How Kurt had stayed blind to this fact for so long he would never know. How long had he been in love with Blaine? That new revelation shocked him. He loved Blaine. Without a doubt in his mind he loved Blaine. He had for so long he had just shut his eyes and thrown a tantrum like a two year old not wanting to see it but now his eyes were wide open. Life seemed to be so much more colorful now and it wasn't just the fireworks.

"Blaine?" Kurt tilted his head up to see his boyfriend's face.

"Yeah?" Blaine responded not looking away from the skies above.

"You remember how I told you that maybe a guy would come along one day that would make me rethink everything, marriage, kids, the works?"

Blaine looked at him now, his heart beating erratically through his shirt on Kurt's back. "Yeah," he said a little breathless.

"I think that guy is you. Scratch that," Kurt looked up into Blaine's eyes to look deep into Blaine's soul making sure that he knew that everything he said was true. "I know that guy is you."

Blaine took a shaky breath as Kurt could see tears threatening in his eyes and on the release of his breath; he plunged forward colliding their lips together. Neither paid attention to the rest of the firework display and neither paid any attention as people got up and left late into the night. They just sat on the blanket in their own little world, neither saying anything to ruin this perfect moment.