A quiet Thursday evening found all the Warblers in a cozy Italian restaurant, not too far from Dalton.

A last get together before the longed weekend finally arrived.

“So Kurt, what are your plans for the weekend,” Jeff asked next to him as he looked over the menu, probably already having decided considering the guy almost lived from pizza alone.

“I'm not sure,” Kurt sighed, “I'll probably help my dad in the garage a bit. I mean, all the new directions are in freaking New York at the moment.”

A hand touched Kurt's shoulder carefully after his admission. Kurt turned around with a grin on his face, already knowing he would be met by his favorite pair of amber eyes. “hey it's ok. I know how much you wanted to go to New York. Maybe we can go this summer?”

Kurt let out a chuckle, “I doubt my dad would let me go to New York on my own, especially with my boyfriend.”

A smirk appeared on Blaine's lips, “I can be pretty persuasive.”

The guys around the table started making gagging noises as Kurt slapped him on the back of his head playfully.

Blaine pouted as he rubbed the back of his head softly, “hey, it was only a suggestion.”

 “I know it was,” Kurt said as he leaned forward and pecked his lips softly, “and I love you for it.”

A soft smile appeared on Blaine's lips as he turned back to his menu, “how about we share a cheese pizza?”

Kurt nodded his head in agreement, “with a side of salad?”

Blaine's hand found his over the table, “of course love.”

The warblers found it the perfect occasion to act like they were swooning.

“Seriously guys, you are the worse,” he said as he pointed at each of them with his free hand.

“But you love us,” they said in unison, looking very proudly. It may have crept Kurt out a tiny bit.

“Not as much as I do,” said Blaine protectively while he leaned closer towards Kurt, looking suspiciously around him to all the warblers.

Kurt rolled his eyes playfully, like Blaine had any competition. “And how much would that be?”

He watched Blaine turn his head, looking lost in thought as if he was looking for the right words to say.

As he turned around, he held a playful smile on his face and Kurt just knew what was going to happen but there was no way to stop him.

Blaine opened his mouth and started singing as he took Kurt's hand in his.

When the moon hits your eye like a big pizza pie
That's amore
When the world seems to shine like you've had too much wine
That's amore
Bells will ring ting-a-ling-a-ling, ting-a-ling-a-ling
And you'll sing “Vita bella”
Hearts will play tippy-tippy-tay, tippy-tippy-tay
Like a gay tarantella

Kurt started giggling as Blaine kept on singing and the warblers started backing him up, all shaking their heads. It was such a Blaine thing to do.

When the stars make you drool just like a pasta fazool
That's amore
When you dance down the street with a cloud at your feet
You're in love
When you walk in a dream but you know you're not
Dreaming seniore
Scuzza me, but you see, back in old Napoli
That's amore

Blaine jumped on the table, thankfully still empty safe for their drinks and started doing a shimmy with his hips, all the while still looking towards Kurt.

When the moon hits you eye like a big pizza pie
That's amore (That's amore)
When the world seems to shine like you've had too much wine
That's amore (That's amore)
Bells will ring ting-a-ling-a-ling, ting-a-ling-a-ling
And you'll sing “Vita bella” (Vita bell- Vita bella)
Hearts will play tippy-tippy-tay, tippy-tippy-tay
Like a gay tarantella (lucky fella)

Jeff pushed Kurt playfully in the back until he was out of the booth as Blaine jumped from the table. He slowly moved over towards Kurt and wrapped his arms around his waist. Blaine looked at Kurt lovingly as he pressed his forehead against Kurt's and never stopped looking in his eyes as he sang the last verse.

When the stars make you drool just like a pasta fazool
That's amore (That's amore)
When you dance down the street with a cloud at your feet
You're in love
When you walk in a dream but you know you're not
Dreaming seniore
Scuzza me, but you see, back in old Napoli
That's amore, (amore)
That's amore 

Kurt leaned forward and slowly pressed his lips against Blaine's.

Their moment together didn't last too long as they were from one moment to another standing outside the restaurant.

“Guess not everyone enjoyed your performance as much, Blaine,” Nick chuckled as he clapped Blaine on his back.

Blaine rolled his eyes, “guess we'll just have to order in.”

Jeff started chuckling, “I'll call them in a few when we are back in Dalton and when they hopefully have forgotten about us.”

Blaine chuckled “It was so worth it though.”

“Really,” Kurt asked with a playful smile as he wrapped his arms around Blaine's neck.

“Really,” Blaine grinned as he pecked his lips softly, “so did I convince you?”

“Convince you about what,” Kurt asked while frowning.

Blaine slightly leaned his head to the left, just like a kicked puppy. “About how much I love you,” he pouted.

Kurt couldn't help but laugh, “you are such a dork. I know how much you love me.”

Blaine smiled one of his rare toothy smiles, “you do?”

Kurt shook his head while a smile played on his lips, “I do. And next time, please wait until we first got our food eaten.”

Blaine started chuckling, “I can't promise you,” he whispered as he stood on his tiptoes and carefully pressed his lips against Kurt's.

They were interrupted a long time later by a guy on a Vespa, “hey aren't you the guy from earlier,” the guy asked with a frown.

Kurt had to try his best to act serious, “we? No we've just gotten here.”

The guy frowned ever deeper, “oh ok, you guys look a bit alike. Did you order pizza.”

They paid for the pizza the guys had ordered and made their way back into the Dalton buildings.

Only when they had closed the doors behind them, they doubled over from laughing.

The guys must have heard them walk in, or have followed their noses as one by one peaked behind the door, looking confused at Kurt and Blaine's state of laughing.

“What did we miss,” asked Jeff as he took the pizza boxes from Blaine's hands.

Blaine looked at Kurt and saw him shake his head in silent laughter. Maybe they would keep this one for themselves.