Blaine decided to let his curls hang free, it was around 5 and he needed to leave really soon. Toying them around with his fingers, he tried to look as presentable as possible. It's just Kurt, relax. Blaine thought. But exactly, it was Kurt. Kurt Hummel, this new amazing soul that happened to arrive into his life, as if by destiny.

Sure he stabbed him in the leg, but shit happens. Blaine giggled at the thought, it was all really hilarious. As Blaine's phone rang, he got a set of butterflies, thinking it could be Kurt.

Blaine essentially frowned as he saw Coop's name dance around the screen. 

"What's up Coop?" Blaine asked, straightening the bow tie around his neck in the mirror.

"Just sitting around in the terminal. I'm bored." Cooper sighed on the other line, Blaine could hear the chatter and background noise of the airport. Blaine HATED airplanes.

"Well, unfortunately for you. I have a date with one Kurt Hummel." Blaine smiled as the words poured out of his own mouth as he walked over to put his shoes on.

"Ooh, get it in Blainers!" He was laughing a little, but he was dead serious.

"Oh shut up, Coop. I've got to go. He's expecting me soon. Love you, text me after you land!" Blaine hung up his phone immediately after his spiel. God, he was so excited. A date could mean more dates, which could mean a relationship. That was exactly what Blaine needed in his life, and he knew that Kurt would be an amazing boyfriend. They just needed to know each other a bit more and learn every detail of their lives.

Planning on meeting at Mario's, a tiny cafe a few blocks down from their living area, Blaine shut the door and began walking down the street. He had a good 15 minutes, and he didn't want to be late. 

His phone buzzed in his pocket, sighing as he kept walking down the street. He rolled his eyes as well, ready to tell Cooper to stop checking out the stewardess and listen to his iPod.

One New Text Message from: Kurt :)

Blaine started to panic. Nervousness flowed through his system as the thought of Kurt canceling on him began to dawn into his thoughts.

"Hey, I'll be there in about 10 minutes. I'm looking forward to it." Kurt 5:12PM

A smile instantly planted itself onto his lips. He stopped at a crosswalk, hoping that the group of people around him didn't notice the blush creeping up on his cheeks. Kurt was looking forward to being with me.. Blaine couldn't stop thinking that Kurt could have a crush on him. 

"Got a hot date?" A middle-aged woman next to Blaine asked, a kind smile on her lips.

"Just meeting a friend for dinner, I'm excited to see him.." Blaine didn't want to reveal to much information, just in case she was homophobic.

"Ah, have a lovely evening." She smiled again as she walked across the opposite walk pointed in a different direction. 

Blaine felt happy, his mood must have been radiating for some random stranger to notice it. At least she was kind.

Walking inside of Mario's and placing a table for two, he sat down in the waiting area. It was only 5:27, so Kurt would be here soon. 

"Anderson, table for 2?" A teenage girl with a high pony tail and a lovely smile called out to the group.

He raised his hand and began walking toward the girl.

"Adult menus, I presume?" She asked, picking up two of the black-paneled plastic dining menus.

"Yes, please." 

They began walking toward a table near the large windowed display. He could see the skyline dimming in the background, the large city lights shadowing all around them. It was a beautiful and overwhelming sight. Very romantic.. Blaine thought.

He sat down on the chair to the left, ready to wave the beautiful boy over as he entered. 

Deciding to kill sometime, Blaine opened up the menu and peered inside for something delicious to eat. He was tight on a budget, but he wanted to treat Kurt tonight. 

About 10 minutes passed when Blaine began to get nervous, ready to brace the depression of being stood up.

Blaine's eyes were flickering over the front lobby when he saw the gorgeous figure walking inside, a gleam in his eyes. Blaine stood up and loudly announced Kurt's name, everyone in the dining area staring over at them.

"Over here.." He quietly murmured, a flush of red creeping into his cheeks as he sat back down, waving his hand to signal he was over in the corner.

"Well, that was quite the display. Turning heads all the time, aren't we Blaine?" Kurt smiled, taking his jacket off to reveal a white shirt that was tightly clung to Kurt's body.

He took a while to get ready..Blaine smiled at the thought that Kurt wanted to look nice for him.

"Yeah. I guess, I just wasn't sure you'd be able to hear me from over there." Blaine flashed a smile back, laughing slightly.

"I'm pretty sure people across the street at the bookstore heard you.." Kurt opened up his menu, glancing at something to place.

"I have no idea what I want.. I think I'm just going to get the chicken parmesan and some more wine.." Blaine kept his gaze fixed onto the image of pasta and meat in front of him.

"Hmm. That sounds delicious. I might just order the shrimp scampi then.." Kurt put his menu down and looked up into Blaine's eyes. He looks stunning..Kurt thought, smiling into his eyes. There was the spark again.

After placing their orders with the young waitress, they were each on their 2nd glass of wine. The rush of alcohol flushed into their veins and caused them each to be looser. 

The conversation flowed more smoothly, never a dull moment during the wait for their meals. Sharing details of Kurt's classes, his plans for after he graduates, and what music he was interested in. When it was Blaine's turned, he told Kurt all about the Broadway production he auditioned for and how he worried he would have trouble on-stage because of his leg.

Kurt's heart dropped at the statement. He instantly felt terrible that he could prevent Blaine's dreams from coming true. It could be all of his fault if something bad were to happen when he was performing, or if they rejected him because he had trouble dancing. He felt like an awful friend.

"Oh my God Blaine..I'm so sorry.." Kurt said as soon as the food arrived, earning a pause right after the plate was dropped off.

"Kurt, it's alright. Enough of the apologies and get your fork into those noodles before I omnomnom them right up." Blaine winked, placing his hand onto Kurt's briefly. It lingered for a bit longer then necessary. After about 3 minutes, he pulled away, glancing around for any sign of hate around him.

He noticed that no one seemed to be paying attention to the two boys on a date in the window display. It was different here, people accepted, or just didn't reject them. 

Blaine and Kurt loved being able to share that with each other, as the conversation picked up and began a bit more risque as the liqour rushed into their bloodstreams.

Their lips clashed together instantly as they walked into Kurt's front room. Combining the sweet flavors of red wine and a mix of chicken and shrimp, piled together with the salty tang of pasta.

Kurt gasped lightly as Blaine ran his tongue across his bottom lip, his tongue sliding down Kurt's throat.

Kurt released a quiet groan as he flickered on the lights, pushing Blaine onto the nearest surface he could find.

Which just so happened to be his wooden dining room table.

Blaine smiled as their lips detached, and they stared into each other's glazed eyes. 

"Less clothes.." Blaine gasped, as Kurt ran his fingers along his chest, wanting to explore each part of him.

They already experienced each other before perhaps a bit too soon, but Kurt really wanted to see the gorgeous body hidden underneath this plethura of layers.

Within a few minutes both gentlemen were naked, their erections straining out toward each other as Kurt climbed on top of him on the table.

"Here? Are you sure?" Blaine stared up at him, taking in each inch of skin above him before staring wide-eyed into Kurt's gorgeous eyes.

"Fuck, anywhere." Kurt groaned as their cocks brushed against each other, causing Blaine's head to instantly tilt back against the table. He picked it up though, as soon as he realized he wanted to be alert for the great feeling.

Their cocks started to move freely against each other, the precome swiping together as it lubed them up. The pace increased, and Kurt's cock even once slid from the grip, brushing against Blaine's testicles and his hole.

Blaine moaned at the sudden intrusion, closing his eyes and bucking his hips up.

"You want that..?" Kurt breathed, staring down into Blaine's now dark, dilated eyes. 

Blaine nodded, but then opened his mouth to try and speak. "J-just..not now.." 

Kurt smiled and reached his hand down in between them, gripping their cocks together to signal as if he understood.

They both gasped at the pull of Kurt's hand on their dicks, brushing against each other and wet and so fucking perfect. Blaine began murmuring a string of obsceneties first, teetering on the edge of his orgasm.

Blaine started to thrust up brokenly into Kurt's hand. He screamed as his come splashed over Kurt's fist, along Kurt's cock and down his balls.

Kurt smiled as his eyes closed and he orgasmed as well, his come pouring over himself and Blaine, mixing between their thighs.

They both were breathing heavily, trying to regenerate their energy and managing to climb off of each other. Kurt disappeared briefly and got a warm wash-cloth to clean each other up. After they were both slightly wet, but still not yet completely clean.

"Shower..?" Kurt asked, a gleam of hope in his gaze. He hoped he wasn't pushing his luck, but considering what just happened he didn't think it would be a problem.

Blaine's hazel eyes instantly darkened again, his voice becoming deep and scratchy of the thought of being against Kurt in the shower, the wet water seeping between them and feeling amazing.

"Yeah.." Blaine's voice was broken, and he was instantly turned on.