It was morning when they arrived at Paris. The traffic was insane as they tried to reach their hotel. Just before they drove into the city, Wes had woken up. He had seen where they were and woken the others. All eyes were on the city while they passed huge monuments.

Their hotel was close to the Champs-Elysées. Everyone was excited. The van stopped in front of the hotel. It looked huge. The boys hopped out of the van. All of them were happy that they finally could stretch their legs. Sitting in a car for that long was still something they hated. Their bags were placed on the pavement. The van drove away to the close parking.

They took their bags and walked into the hotel. If the outside was anywhere near impressive, the inside looked even better. It was old-fashioned with a little modern touch. It held the romance of Paris and the modern side of the fashion city.

Blaine looked at Kurt who was really looking around with his mouth open. He was to adorable for his own good. Blaine placed his hand under Kurt's mouth and shut it simply. No reaction came. Blaine just chuckled and walked towards the reception. They all got their keys. The second floor would be their place to stay. Wes, David and Jeff took the elevator first.

Kurt was still looking around with awe-struck eyes. “Euhm Kurt, I'm starting to feel a little left out here you know. Why don't you ever look at me with such eyes?”

Blaine was pouting now. No reaction came. The elevator doors opened. Blaine placed the bags inside before pushing Kurt inside, still pouting. He pressed the button for the right floor. Silence hang in between. The sounds of arriving on the right floor disturbed the silence.

Kurt had snapped out of his awe and walked out of the elevator, looking in the hallways. Blaine took all the bags out of the elevator and waited for Kurt to turn around. “Kurt, A little help please? I only have two hands you know.”

A little bit of irritation was sneaking in his voice. Kurt turned around and took his own to bags. Blaine let them towards the room and opened the door. The room was very modern. It had all the right facilities they needed. It felt a little like their penthouse with the black and white worked into it and the glass.

Blaine placed the bags on the bed before walking towards the shower. He took his time to take a long warm shower. It was just what he needed after a long drive with little sleep. His muscles were hurting from sitting in a very uncomfortable position in the van.

When his skin was Turing red of the hotness, he stepped out the shower. Still a little irritated, he walked towards into the other room towards his bag to get some new clothes. He pulled on some red pants he barely wore and a white T-shirt with black stripes.

Kurt was sitting on their bed still looking around. “Kurt, you better head into the shower. We're going into the city in like an hour.”

Kurt just shrugged and went to the bathroom. The shower started running again.

Blaine stood in front of the window. The view was amazing. Never could he have hoped to even stand here one day in this situation. He was lost in thoughts and didn't hear how the shower turned off. A pair of arms wrapped around his waist after a while. A chin hooked over his shoulder. “Where you looking at?”

Blaine's irritation was forgotten when he felt his fiancé stand close. He got lost in the feeling of safety and warmth. “Nothing really. Just thinking about how I never could have wished for this.”

They stood there a little while longer, just looking over the place. A knock pulled them out of their position. “MAN IT IS TIME TO SEE THE CITY. STOP WITH ALL YOUR RAINBOWS AND LOVE EYES, WE HAVE TO GET GOING!”

Blaine took his glasses of the bed and decided to go outside for once without his beanie. There couldn't be that much fans around, right? He felt a hand in his as they opened the door to Paris.

They had decided to go first to the Champs-Elysées. It was the closest by their hotel after all. The shopping street was busy. They entered a few shops, mostly for Kurt to get some clothes.

Wes, David and Jeff took that as a sign to check out the sport shops. They decided to meet into the music store they had seen on their way. A few shops later and a lot of bags added, Blaine and Kurt walked into the music store. It was huge inside. They looked at the signs to see on which floor the music department was. The second floor was where they needed to be.

It took them a while to find Wes, David and Jeff. They were looking at a big rack with rock music. Their album was standing in it. Next to it stood a version of each of them in carton. Kurt grinned and stood before carton Blaine.

“You think I can get one of those for when I'm back in New York and you're still in Europe?” He looked up with hopeful eyes.

David just laughed. “Look Blaine, he already want to replace you with a carton Blaine.”

The bitchglare he got from Kurt immediately shut him up. Kurt took Blaine's phone and asked them all to stand next to their carton self. Twitter would go insane when they saw this. Just walked across our twins in Paris. Which one looks better?

The boys left the music store to get some food. They decided to eat now a sandwich and get out for dinner later in the evening. They walked with their sandwiches towards the arc the triumph. It looked spectacular when they stood under it. It was really quiet under the arc. A lot of people were taking pictures of the grave laying there. They were circled by all the traffic.

After a while, they decided to walk further towards the Louvre. It wasn't that far away and they could walk through the park towards it. Their sandwiches were eaten and their garbage thrown away. It was a nice day and a lot of people seemed to spend their day in the park. A few kids were playing with boats in the little fountain. Everyone seemed happy.

It didn't take them to long to arrive at the Louvre. The row to get inside was insane long. They decided to take just some pictures outside. Most of them weren't that much of paintings fans. They loved art, but museums weren't just their thing. They posed for some pictures outside the Louvre.

A few fans into the row recognised them and left their place into the row. They were jumped on before they knew it. A little group of fans was now standing around them. Kurt took pictures of the boys with their fans. Autographs were given and hugs were shared.

A girl came towards Kurt and asked if he wanted to pose for a picture with her and Blaine. Kurt gave the phone at David and posed with his love and the girl for a picture. It was strange but nice.

When the group gave them more space, they took the last of their own pictures. With a last wave towards the fans, they walked away from the place. All boys agreed to look for a place to get dinner that night. Everyone was still feeling tired.

All boys just wanted a quick bite. David, Wes and Jeff ran into a McDonalds before Kurt knew it. Kurt just sighed and followed. One night couldn't hurt he thought to himself. He ate a burger with a salad and drank some diet coke. The other boys dinged into their food like it was their last meal. It reminded him of Finn and the football guys. After dinner, they walked towards the hotel. Goodnight wishes were shared before everyone went to their own room to get some sleep.

The next day, they left early. They were going to the Eiffel tower. They were all very excited. Kurt probably the most as he was jumping around like he had twenty cups of coffee in the morning. Blaine was watching him the whole time. He didn't notice how David was filming everything. He needed some memories of Paris after all and it would be the perfect blackmail if he ever needed something from Kurt or Blaine.

The rows were already pretty long as they arrived. They entered the line. Blaine was standing behind Kurt with his arms wrapped around him and his head over his shoulder. “You're adorable when you get excited like this.”

Kurt just turned around and pressed a kiss on his forehead. “I can't help I get excited. This is like amazing!”

The row slowly became smaller. It took them half an hour to get their tickets. They stepped into the elevator which brought them to one of the highest floors. Kurt dragged him through the crowds until they stood at the railing. The view was amazing. Kurt was taking some pictures with his phone. Blaine just lent against him, enjoying the view.

Kurt turned his phone to take a picture of them. Blaine just kissed his cheek the moment he took the picture. Kurt turned his phone so they both could look at the picture. The picture showed how Blaine kissed Kurt's cheek while Kurt had his eyes slightly closed with a huge smile on his lips, leaning into Blaine's embrace. “You better send me that one.”

Kurt just kissed his nose and looked around again. “Of course I will, I'll place them all on the computer when we're home.”

Blaine sighed happily. Wes, Jeff and David came to stand beside them after a while. They took a few more pictures when they realised they had been up here for a while. It was time to get going. The van would pick them up so they could check the venue out for tomorrow. Kurt thought that would be the end of their day, but little did he knew that Blaine had plans for the night.

The venue looked as spectacular as all the others they had played in now. The stage ready to be played, the space ready to be crowded. Their management looked happy that everything went so good. The special effects for tomorrow night were ready and their instruments were standing in the backstage, ready to be taken on stage.

Kurt took a picture from the stage with the boys on it. Ready for tomorrow night with @JeffForReal @WesWarbler @DavidOfficial. After a few hours, they were free to go and spend the night in the city. Wes, David and Jeff left the boys with their own plans once they were dropped at the hotel.

Blaine and Kurt went to their room first. Blaine only told Kurt to dress nicely. After a little less than an hour, they left their hotel room hand in hand. Blaine let them to a small restaurant near the seine. There was a table reserved for them near the windows. Kurt was looking out the window with a huge smile on his face. “This is really cute Blaine. I love it!”

“Only for you my love, only for you.”

Kurt blushed. Blaine placed his hand against his cheek to feel the heat. “I love that I still can make you blush you know. I hope I'll be able to do that forever. It's cute to see you like that, one of my long list of favourite things about you.”

The blush became more red and Blaine just grinned. The waiter came with their menus. They choose to eat canard with croquettes. It looked delicious. They ate in silence, enjoying their meals. Loving looks where shared every once in a while and their hands were placed on the table, touching each other lightly. It was perfect. At the background, a man was playing piano.

When their dish was empty, they decided to eat a dessert. Both of them ate a crème brûlée. Blaine paid for dinner and let Kurt outside. He took Kurt for a walk through Paris at night.

There were lights everywhere, like a fairy tale. Kurt hoped that he never had to wake up from this. He found his prince, he found where he belonged and he never wanted to find out what it would feel like to live without it.

Blaine kept walking until he found his destiny. He dragged Kurt through the last street until they were there, the seine. It was lighted up with street lanterns. He looked at Kurt to see him look with big eyes around. “This is beautiful Blaine.”

“Walk with me?”

Kurt just nodded and followed Blaine. They walked next to the river, holding hands, following the lights. Blaine stopped Kurt after a while. He looked at Kurt with nothing with love.

“You know, this was how I originally planned to propose. It was how I planned it while we were packing our bags. A nice dinner and a long walk along the Seine. Then I realised that there were probably a lot of people who had done the same and I didn't want that. I wanted to give you something special, something that only happens once in a life time. So I decided to turn it in a date for our last free night in Paris.”

Kurt wrapped his arms around Blaine's neck. “You know I would have said yes either way. You're it for me.”

Blaine snuggled his head into Kurt's shoulder. They stood there, under the lights, hugging.

Kurt pulled away and kissed Blaine passionately. “Thank you for tonight. It had been amazing. I love you.”

“I love you too Kurt.” They walked back towards the hotel. Neither ready to end the night, they lay in bed together sharing their love once more.

It was their last full day in Paris. The van picked them up early to get to the concert. Few fans were already waiting outside. The boys did their sound check easily. A quick lunch was eaten before the fans ran into the meet and greet.

Every fan meeting was exciting for the boys. A few fans talked to them in French. Blaine's French had never been good but they were able to answer some questions.

Before they knew it, they were standing backstage ready to get on stage. Blaine was warming his voice up while the other boys were playing with a football. Before they went on stage, they gave each other a hug. The concert went great. They were halfway through their concert when they decided to use their special effects for the night. The venue went dark. Some fans started to scream and others were screaming the boys names.

The venue was lightened up again with little lamps on the ceiling. It was like they were standing in a room full of fireflies. Blaine took his microphone and started to sing the bridge of fireflies jokingly. They played the rest of the show under their little lights. It was an intimate feeling. The view from the stage was unbelievable.

After they played their last song, the boys took out their phones to take pictures. They each took a sight and took a picture of themselves with the fans in the background. The boys were exhausted and ready to jump right in bed. Kurt and Blaine snuggled close, knowing they would be back in Paris soon.

Early in the morning, Blaine woke Kurt up. They took a quick shower and dressed quickly. Blaine tried to place all Kurt's new clothes into their bags. It was impossible, so they decided to place them in the back of the van, still in their shopping bags. Wes, David and Jeff would be picked up later.

The van took Kurt and Blaine to Montmartre. Blaine had one thing he had wanted to do before they left Paris. They took the steps towards the big basilica. The view was amazing but they had little time to enjoy it. B

laine dragged Kurt to the little march. Everywhere were painters sitting. They walked around at first, looking around before they found the perfect artist. It was a real painter, no caricatures. They posed for the painting. The painter went for details. The way Blaine looked into Kurt's eyes and of course the engagement ring.

After an hour, their painting was finished. They stood up and looked at the painting. It looked amazing. They asked the painter if he could write the date at the bottom. The painting was rolled up and placed into a tube.

Blaine got a message from Wes that they where they were waiting with the van. Kurt and Blaine ran towards the van. They showed the boys the painting. Everyone loved it. Kurt was already making up plans, deciding where they would hang it. The van started driving to their next destination, Belgium. They knew little about the small country but where more than ready to explore together.