As darkness took over the Lima landscape, Kurt was once again at the helm of Blaine's car headed back to the Anderson's house. Their ride in the hot air balloon had been nothing short of spectacular and though he loved looking at Lima from up above, he loved looking at Blaine's elated face even more. The fact that he had brought on such a beautiful smile to his boyfriend's face made him so happy he wanted to just plant his lips on Blaine's for the entirety of the ride. Thankfully, he had restrained himself since they were in the presence of the balloon handler, but he wasn't afraid to hold Blaine's hand or rub his arm whenever he'd get a peek of Blaine looking back at him.

Thankfully, Kurt remembered an extra memory card for the balloon ride and he had taken some stunning photographs of Lima and, of course, of Blaine. And Blaine acting silly. And Kurt posing with the balloon handler. And he and Blaine, grinning wildly at the camera. And, in one bold take, Blaine had even kissed Kurt on the lips and their third wheel had managed to capture the moment of Kurt's surprise and elation at his boyfriend's lips encountering his own.

But now they were drifting away from Kurt-and-Blaine Land and headed back to reality; a reality that meant Kurt was leaving for New York in the afternoon and Blaine had to go back to being a high school student and wrestling with the emotional crisis that loomed with his family. Kurt tried to push the thought into the depths of his mind, but he knew he'd have to face the fact soon enough.

As Kurt pulled into the driveway, he realized that he and Blaine hadn't talked the entire 20-minute drive from the field. Neither seemed to mind, it was likely that the reality of their impending temporary separation was on the brain for both of them. Grabbing his camera out of the back seat and locking the door, he skipped to meet Blaine and held his hand, still walking silently toward the door. Even though they didn't say a word, they knew what moments like this meant.

I love you. I'm going to miss you. I can't wait until I see you again. I can't wait to be with you again.

It had become routine for them. They'd spend their last few hours together just simply enjoying each other's presence, knowing that in the days or weeks to come that their voices would be heard over the phone each day, but their physical presence would be missed. So they focused on their physical closeness rather than the conversations that they could easily share over the phone in the coming days.

Blaine opened the door to his house and the lights were out except for his parents' bedroom upstairs. It was 9:30 and since they both needed to be up early for school and, presumably, job searching, they were nestling into their nighttime routine; leaving Blaine and Kurt to fend for themselves for the rest of the evening.

Kurt's stomach grumbled, causing Blaine to whip his head around in surprise. "Is it possible that you're actually more hungry than me for once?" he joked.

"I can't help it – it's way past my normal dinner time so I'm hungrier than normal."

"I suppose there is a first for everything," Blaine said as he tugged Kurt toward the kitchen. "I'm sure my mom has some of that pasta leftover or at least something that we can eat. There's no sense in trying to cook something for us this late at night. We might cannibalize each other before we have the chance to eat real food."

Kurt laughed. "I'm pretty sure I would never resort to eating you. Even if I was that hungry."

Blaine shrugged. "As I said, there's a first time for everything," he said, placing a light kiss on Kurt's lips.

Once the leftovers had been ingested and the plates cleared into the dishwasher, it was nearly 10pm and Kurt realized he was tired, but he couldn't part himself from Blaine, who was animatedly telling him about an upcoming Student Government meeting that he was going to lead regarding the upcoming musical. Mr. Schue had decided on Grease and everyone in Glee seemed excited about the choice. Blaine had taken it upon himself to get the student government involved in order to ensure more people to attend the performances. Though Blaine wasn't exceedingly popular at McKinley, his demeanor was very persuasive and he was nothing but charming and cordial with everyone he met. Blaine hoped that his charisma would help get more people to the show as a last "hurrah" for he and the other seniors who were in the show.

"I'm thankful that almost everyone has heard of Grease. West Side Story was great last year, but that movie came out like 50 years ago and it's not exactly the pop classic like Grease," Blaine said as he flailed his hands around to emphasize his point.

"I think it's great that you're cast as Teen Angel. While I think you would make an excellent, very sexy Danny, I think that it's great that you're going to be in the role of the ever-wise 'teen angel,'" Kurt said. "Besides, you were my teen angel," he blurted, feeling the heat rise to his cheeks as he blushed at his comment.

Blaine looked at Kurt and he seemed both proud and touched by what he'd said. Kurt shied away from his gaze, but it didn't last long when Blaine took his face into his hands and kissed him passionately. Kurt's lips fell apart as he tried to mingle his tongue with Blaine's, not caring that they both had just eaten garlicky pasta just a few minutes before. Blaine reciprocated and his tongue caressed against Kurt's, as the minutes seemed to turn into hours with their lips and tongues attached.

Kurt pulled back for a minute to catch his breath and looked at the clock. "Blaine, it's almost 11! We've been making out in your kitchen for like half an hour!"

Blaine laughed, his eyes still closed from their make out session. "I'm certainly not complaining," he said as his eyes finally opened. Kurt turned his attention back to the clock, but soon felt his arm pulling and Blaine looked at him coyly. "Let's get ready for bed, then." Blaine let go of Kurt's hand once they were both standing and sashayed away from Kurt, shaking his butt a little more than he normally would if he was walking normally. Kurt couldn't help but stare.

God, my boyfriend is such a tease. And so hot, he thought to himself.

Kurt continued to make his way up toward Blaine's bedroom, finding pieces of Blaine's clothing leading the path to his room; first his shoes, then his shirt, then his pants. Kurt picked up each piece as he walked up, knowing that they couldn't leave these things in plain view for Blaine's parents to find in the morning. Each article of clothing that he picked up only made him move faster, his desire for Blaine amplifying with each step. Once he found Blaine's boxer briefs outside of his door, Kurt stood there dumbfounded before pushing the door open all the way. There he found Blaine sitting on the bed, his legs positioned perfectly crossed in front of him, denying Kurt a glance at his nakedness.

"What took you so long?" Blaine asked.

Kurt continued to stare, gaping. "Oh Blaine, you will be the end of me," he said as he dropped the clothes on the floor, closed the door, and practically leaped onto his sexy boyfriend.