Blaine loved being wrapped up with Kurt. He frequently thought that they fit together so nicely with Kurt's lean, slender body and his own muscular body that they were like two puzzle pieces made only for each other. "Mmm," he purred as Kurt tangled his fingertips in the back of Blaine's curls. That feeling was always calming and soothing for Blaine when Kurt played with his hair. Blaine was forbidden from touching Kurt's hair, but never made any motion to stop Kurt from grooming or petting his own dark tresses.

"I missed you," Kurt murmured.

"Not as much as I missed you," Blaine replied.

Kurt pulled away to gaze at his boyfriend's face, but their arms remained around each other. He swooned hardly believing this moment was real. After months of his love going unrequited, Blaine was here, in his arms, looking back at him with longing and adoration. "How did I get so lucky?" he asked.

"We're both lucky." Blaine reached up and cupped the side of Kurt's face. He smiled closed lipped and leaned in towards Kurt's face. He brushed Kurt's lips with his own and placed a chaste kiss upon them before he wrapped his arms around him tighter again. "I'm so happy that you're where you want to be and you're happy, but I miss seeing you everyday. I miss having you near me at all times."

"Distance and time will not change how I feel about you."

The two pulled apart again; this time far enough to be only holding hands. "Funny," Blaine began, "It's both of those things that made me realize that I was falling for you long before I thought I was." Kurt smiled as a blush crept up his cheeks. God, it's so sexy when he blushes, Blaine thought. He released Kurt's hands and captured his face gently in his hands and kissed Kurt sweetly. He was sure that Kurt could feel the longing Blaine felt for him. Nothing was ever enough; visits were too short; close wasn't close enough; his heart couldn't contain how much he felt for the sweet faced boy in front of him. He felt his heart would explode from feeling too much.

Kurt parted his lips and deepened their kiss, thankful that at this time of day not many people were on campus and the chances of people walking in on them, particularly in this wing of the building, were miniscule. Blaine released Kurt's face and dragged his hands down Kurt's body to wrap his arms around to his back.

A shiver ran through Kurt's body. He wanted more. More than kisses. More than hidden moments. More than adolescent fantasies of a future just out of reach. "I want you," he whispered on Blaine's lips.

Blaine shot his eyes open. "What?"

The realization of what Kurt just said set in. "Oh! No, not like that. I mean, I want to eventually, just not right now, or in this bathroom." He backtracked and talked quickly. "I mean that I want you for always."

Blaine sighed and smiled, partially in relief and partially in embarrassment. "You have me for always," he answered.

"No, I want to not have to say goodbye. I want to not have to miss you or feel lonely at night. I'm standing here with you and all I can think about is how you're already supposed to be gone with Wes and David." Blaine looked at Kurt genuinely feeling his pain and didn't know how to comfort him. "I don't know what's worse," he said, "being with you at Dalton and desperately wanting to be with the New Directions or being with the New Directions and aching to be near you 110% of the day."

Blaine thought for a moment. "Do you know what I think is worse?"

"What?"

"Not having you at all."

Kurt knew he was right and smiled halfheartedly. "Come on. I have to return you to Wes and David." They exited the bathroom and while it disheartened Kurt to have to let Blaine go again, it boosted his despair that they were walking hand in hand down the hallway, at McKinley no less. This was something that Kurt and his father discussed once before he met Blaine. An act as simple as holding hands with another boy without it being considered wrong was something that Burt wished for his son: a world where his son could be comfortable and happy.

They reached the parking lot and found Wes and David leaning against Wes's BMW, waiting for their missing Warbler. "There you are," hollered David. "When did we lose you?"

Blaine grinned and looked down. "Somewhere in the hallway. I got lost."

"I see you were found," added Wes. "Good to see you, Kurt."

"Nice to see you too, Wes."

David looked down at his watch. "We're either going to have to extend Warbler practice, or reschedule it because it'll be over by the time we get back."

"Sorry," Kurt said simply.

"Don't be sorry," Blaine encouraged. "We would have never made it back in time anyway; it's not your fault."

Wes was thumbing through his blackberry and made a face. "We could just call it off for the night and have an early morning rehearsal before classes tomorrow."

"Sounds good to me," said David. "Other clubs do it all the time, so why not us?"

"Okay I'll send out the texts to everyone to meet in the piano lounge at 6:00AM." He thumbed the keys of his blackberry very quickly some more.

"Six?" Blaine asked unenthused about the time change. Wes and David eyed one another and then eyed Blaine. Blaine only stared back at them. Without words being exchanged, Blaine knew there was no argument to be had. He rolled his eyes. "Alright, six." David and Wes smiled as they reveled in their power to make such decisions and made motions to get in the BMW. They wished Kurt well and asked him to visit soon.

Blaine turned to Kurt to say yet another unwanted goodbye, but Kurt interrupted. "When do I get to see you again?"

Realizing quickly that he had extra time tonight because Warbler practice was now canceled, Blaine jumped at an idea. "Come see me tonight!" Kurt stared at him pensively. He was never able to see Blaine on many week days because between homework and Warbler practice, Blaine was frequently swamped until 11 PM. Kurt was able to finish his homework while still at school most of the time and Glee Club only had three evening practices a week. The rest of the rehearsals were before school.

Kurt knew his father would never go for him driving the hour and fifteen minute drive to Dalton at night, but he felt alone time with Blaine was well overdue. I supposed I can convince my dad that I'm meeting you for dinner tonight."

"You shouldn't lie to your dad, Kurt."

"I won't be lying. We will be getting dinner at some point, right? I just won't be telling him that it's at Dalton."

"Sorry, Darling. That's a lie of omission. It's telling the truth, but not the whole truth." Blaine smiled, happy to be putting his law class to good use.

"So help me God." The boys laughed and hugged each other. Kurt released him and opened the back seat door for his boyfriend. "I'll text you when I know for sure when I will be there."

"Can't wait." Blaine kissed Kurt sweetly and dropped down into the backseat.

Kurt shut the door and watched the car pull away.