Blaine opened his eyes slowly. His finger trailed over Kurt's shoulders as he tried to memorize the feeling of all the warmth surrounding him.

How he wished he could stay here forever or if he would take Kurt with him to LA.

The first thing he noticed when Kurt was waking up was how he scrunched his face, like he was trying to remember the previous day.

Then there was the softest smile lingering on his lips as he seemed to remember the previous day.

And then finally he blinked with his eyes two times before Blaine got to see those beautiful blue eyes he loved so much.

“Good morning,” Kurt said scratchy.

Blaine chuckled. “Good morning,” he whispered as he leaned forward and kissed those lips he loved.

Kurt's hands found their way in Blaine's curly hair as their lips kept on moving together.

Kurt pulled away carefully as he giggled a little. He looked at Blaine as his eyes were shining brightly. “I love you,” he smiled.

Blaine couldn't help himself as he leaned forward and kissed him once more. “I love you too,” he sighed as he let his hand follow Kurt's cheek. “I wish I could stay but I have a plan to catch,” he pouted.

Kurt's finger traced the pouting lip. “We'll see each other soon. You know, the end of my school year is getting closer and closer. I'm almost free,” he smiled.

“So where are you going after next year,” wondered Blaine. It was a conversation that neither of them had started yet, afraid of the answer.

Kurt shrugged. “I don't know yet, but I got time to figure it out, right?”

Blaine let his hand wander through his hair. “Yeah, we get time to figure it out. Now how do you feel about a shower,” he winked as he wiggled himself from under Kurt and made his way towards the bathroom.

Kurt stared at him until he disappeared into the bathroom. He let himself fall back on the bed with a happy sigh.

Blaine didn't have to shower alone for that long.

A few weeks had passed. After that one night, the feeling of missing each other was even harder.

It made them work even harder to be able to talk with each other.

Two weeks passed when Kurt received the first letter by mail, not much later he got another and another.

He made a stack of all the letters that he received and while he was curious about what was written inside it, he knew he should wait a little longer to open them.

At least until he received all of them, or at least until Blaine was there so they could make this decision together.

It was a month later when Kurt saw his opportunity.

The school was holding their annual senior week and somehow Kurt had been able to convince his dad to call him in ill.

There was no way he was going to spend a whole week remembering the joys of high school while he didn't hold any at all.

He smiled happily when he stepped out of the plane.

It was good to be here and somehow he could imagine this as his future home.

He followed the mass of people towards the baggage claim. Remembering how he had walked through these halls with Blaine months ago.

He never could have imagined that this would be where they were now.

A relieved sigh left his lips when he saw his baggage come closer. He put on his sunglasses, just in case there was some paparazzi around.

He had learned from hanging around with Blaine that you could never be too careful.

To his relieve, it was rather quiet evening at lax airport. Some taxis were waiting around and he took the first one he found.

The taxi driver opened the trunk and his bag was neatly placed inside it.

He took a seat in the back and looked out of the window as they drove farther and farther away from LAX.

He just couldn't wait to see Blaine's face.

Blaine's pov

Blaine was listening to the last version they had recorded. A soft smile on his face as he tapped his feet on the rhythm of the song.

He noticed from the corner of his eyes how Jeff was looking again at his watch. He frowned and looked up at him. “Seriously Jeff, if you need to go you can go.”

Jeff rolled his eyes. “Don't keep looking at me Blaine.”

Blaine pulled a face. “But seriously if you need to go, I won't stop you.”

Jeff looked at David, Wes and Nick. It was like some kind of silent agreement was passed between them.

“How about we all stop for tonight,” said Wes. “I think the song sounds ok and we could all use a quiet evening.”

Blaine looked suspicious at them. “So what are you not telling me this time?”

They all started laughing. “That's actually why we need to stop for today. You are seeing things that aren't here,” smiled Wes as he stood up and took his jacket from the chair next to Blaine.

“I see you all tomorrow,” he smirked as he walked out the door.

Blaine could only watch as each one of them slowly left the room until he was finally one his own.

He let out a sigh. He knew something was going to happen, he felt it in his gut.

After a while of sitting alone, he decided he should go too. He took his jacket and made sure the studio was closed as he stepped into his car and made his way home.

Blaine was starting to feel suspicious when he noticed the lights were on his loft.

He could see it from the street when he parked his car in front of the building.

He looked at the receptionist and wanted to ask her if she knew what was going on but she just said he should go upstairs and see for himself.

With a little doubt, because let's be honest, with those bandmates of him you never know, he took the elevator towards his loft.

Too his relieve, nothing had changed when he arrived into the small welcome hall.

Carefully he opened the door towards his living room and kitchen as he peeked suspicious towards the growing gap.

The lights were on and some soft music was playing.

Blaine removed his shoes and placed them next to the door together with his jacket and the bag he had been carrying.

On the tips of his toes, he made his way further into the room. Looking around for anything.

And then he saw him, standing at the stove, humming with the song that had been playing as he didn't even notice the new guest.

Well, that was until Blaine let out a squeal and run towards Kurt, not even caring about the stove being nearby and the food that was being cooked.

Kurt had just the time to turn around before he was wrapped into the tightest hug, lifted from the ground and spun around.

Kurt started giggling as Blaine couldn't contain his joy. “You are here, oh my god, they knew didn't they? Those sneaky bastards. You are actually here!”

He carefully put Kurt with both feet back on the ground. The most huge smile on his face. “You are here,” he said again as he helped Kurt a little tighter.

Nothing more was needed to be said when their lips met in the middle. Slowly remembering the taste and the feeling of something so deep.

Blaine started giggling as he pulled away. “I love you so much. I think I'm dreaming. Please tell me I didn't fell asleep while being in the studio with the guys. God I can already imagine the weird drawings I must be having all over my face by now.”

Kurt started laughing as he finally said his first words. “You are a dork,” he smirked proudly. “Since you didn't give me a chance to say properly hallo, I think I should do it now,” he smiled as he started playing with the curls by Blaine's neck. “Hi,” he said softly.

Blaine buried his face in Kurt's neck. Softly kissing the skin there. “Hi,” he smiled. “You are here,” he said again.

He felt Kurt's giggles through his whole body. “I think we established that, didn't we?”

“I still can't believe it,” whispered Blaine.

“I guess this was a good surprise then?”

Blaine unwrapped himself and cupped Kurt's face. “The best,” he smiled as they kissed once more.

“Now I'm really curious what is cooking behind your back,” he said as he stood on his tip toes while he tried to peek in the cooking pot.

Kurt slapped his hand away. “No peeking. You should get showered and put on something comfy. The guys told me you had a rather rough day in the studio. Why don't you relax. You have more than enough time for it.”

Blaine looked up at him. “I want to spend as much time with you as possible now you are here. Shower can wait.”

Kurt frowned. “As long as you take a shower somewhere in the week I'm here. I don't want to share the bed with a sweaty hobbit.”

Blaine's mouth fell open when he let Kurt's words sink in. “Did you just say a week?”

Kurt grinned proudly. “You may have heard that correctly.”

It didn't take long before he was wrapped again in a hug. “Ugh you are the best. Remember that I have to text Burt to thank him and the guys for letting go of me earlier,” he started rambling.

Kurt giggled, “I will. Now get your ass in that shower.”

Blaine started smirking and slowly pulled of his shirt. Kurt let his eyes wander lower as he took in Blaine. It had been way too long, he reminded himself.

Blaine started laughing and threw the shirt as Kurt. He gave him one last wink before he closed the door behind him.

This would be the best week ever.