<!-- /* Font Definitions */ @font-face {font-family:Cambria; panose-1:0 0 0 0 0 0 0 0 0 0; mso-font-charset:77; mso-generic-font-family:roman; mso-font-format:other; mso-font-pitch:auto; mso-font-signature:3 0 0 0 1 0;} /* Style Definitions */ p.MsoNormal, li.MsoNormal, div.MsoNormal {mso-style-parent:""; margin:0in; margin-bottom:.0001pt; mso-pagination:widow-orphan; font-size:12.0pt; font-family:"Times New Roman"; mso-ascii-font-family:Cambria; mso-ascii-theme-font:minor-latin; mso-fareast-font-family:Cambria; mso-fareast-theme-font:minor-latin; mso-hansi-font-family:Cambria; mso-hansi-theme-font:minor-latin; mso-bidi-font-family:"Times New Roman"; mso-bidi-theme-font:minor-bidi;} @page Section1 {size:8.5in 11.0in; margin:1.0in 1.25in 1.0in 1.25in; mso-header-margin:.5in; mso-footer-margin:.5in; mso-paper-source:0;} div.Section1 {page:Section1;} -->

Blaine heard Kurt’s message come through while he was in the shower. He placed his phone on the sink in case Kurt called again, but he knew that the text meant that Kurt was fast approaching on his destination.

As Blaine massaged his scalp, removing any remnants of gel that might have lingered from the night before, he made a checklist of things he needed to remember for their road trip.

Mix CDs, snacks, camera, blank paper for doodling or notes they would write to each other while the other was focused on driving.

Blaine made Kurt mix CDs earlier that week with the intention of giving one to him and explaining how every song reminded him of Kurt. Once he started compiling the CD, it quickly turned into four because so many songs reminded him of Kurt and how much he loved him.

He rinsed out the conditioner and turned the shower off. After drying off, Blaine dressed in Kurt’s favorite outfit – a short sleeved red v-neck sweater with fitted dark washed jeans and his black oxfords. Kurt said it showed off his “biceps and other man bits very sexily,” so who was he to argue. Once he had intricately placed gel in his hair, he took one look in the mirror, did a quick spin and as he grabbed his keys from his dresser.

After bumbling about the house and yelling goodbye to his parents, he scooted into his car and put his carefully-crafted mix CDs on the seat, the snacks in the backseat, and the paper tucked into the glove compartment along with Crayola markers since Kurt loved feeling like a child sometimes.

Blaine grabbed a CD and stuck it in the player. One had show tunes, one had Motown divas (Kurt’s favorites), one had top 40 tracks, and the last had a collection of sappy love songs that he and Kurt loved to sing together. Blaine was so glad he found a guy who loved performing and singing as much as he did. Though there was a short time during their Warbler days when Kurt was a little jealous of Blaine, that had all faded once they acknowledged that they were never in competition with each other, but were there to support each other.

Blaine was thankful that he absent-mindedly started belting out Katy Perry’s “Firework” as it pumped through his speakers. As he turned right and exited town, the sign on the side of the road read, FORT WAYNE – 60 MILES.

“Less than an hour until I see Kurt!” he sang in time with Katy Perry’s lyrics.