Day 4-Thousand

Kurt started a his phone began to ring on his bedside table. Grumbling, he reached out for it, rubbing the last vestiges of sleep from his eyes. Blaine, apparently still fast asleep, followed Kurt's body as he shifted, arms wrapped tight around his naked torso. Kurt started when he saw that the call was from his dad. There was no reason for his dad to be calling so late at night, unless....

Thoughts raced through his head. Something had happened. Carole. Finn. Even his dad, someone else could be calling from his phone. Or it could be the recount.

The week before there had been a referendum election back in Ohio on the issue of marriage equality. They had sat there, glued to the computer as the results came it, too close to call. A recount had been ordered, should be done anytime now. It had been at the back of his mind the whole time, something he had hoped to see so long on the verge of happening. It didn't matter that he lived in New York, that he had been married legally for years. The decision in Ohio meant just as much as it would have meant to his sixteen year old self, because he knew there were plenty of other kids who grew up just like he had or worse, whose lives had the potential to change as a result of this referendum.

Kurt hit the answer button. "Hello?" he asked quietly, hoping not to wake his husband. "Dad? Is everything okay?"

He heard a chuckle on the other end of the line. "Everything's a-okay, kiddo,"

Kurt rubbed his free hand over his face. "It's late, couldn't this have waited until tomorrow? Blaine and I have work-"

"I know, I know, sorry for waking you up. But I was just watching the eleven o'clock news and the results are in."

Kurt's breath hitched in his throat. "The referendum?" he asked, already knowing the answer.

"Yeah. It was close, even closer than they thought."

"How close?"

"A thousand votes."

Kurt let out a low whistle. That was close. "Who won?" he asked tentatively, trying to discern any information from his father's tone.

His dad chuckled on the other end of the line. "You did, kiddo."

Kurt closed his eyes in relief. "That's-" he was at a loss for words.

"I know."

"Thanks for calling, Dad, I'll tell Blaine."

"No problem. Goodnight, kiddo."

"Goodnight, Dad,"

He hung up and reached over as gently as he could, trying not to wake Blaine. This could wait until the morning.

He had just settled back into Blaine's embrace when his husband stirred. "So, are you going to tell me?"

"Sorry, I thought you were asleep." Kurt whispered, brushing his hands through his husband's curls.

Blaine grinned up at him sleepily. "I'm wide awake now. Come on, tell me."

"It passed," Kurt replied breathlessly. Blaine launched himself at Kurt's lips, encompassing him a bone crunching hug.

"That's incredible," he whispered against Kurt's lips. "Now we can be married."

Kurt pulled back to give him a confused look. "We are married, sweetie," he replied, wiggling the finger with his wedding ring as proof.

Blaine rolled his eyes. "I know. But now when we go home to visit we'll still be married."

Kurt looked at him tiredly. "Blaine, we never magically stopped being married when we crossed state lines."

His husband shrugged. "I know. But it's nice to have it be official."

Kurt sighed, pulling them back into a sleeping position. "It might not even hold up. It only passed by a thousand votes."

Blaine shrugged. "It's a step in the right direction." He traced circles on Kurt's chest with his index finger. "Someday, I'm going to be able to officially call you my husband in all fifty states, you know."

Kurt chuckled. "Do I sense a road trip coming on?"

"You know me so well."

They settled down, trying to capture a few more hours of sleep before they had to get up at some ungodly hour. Kurt inhaled, smelling the familiar, comforting scent that was Blaine.

He couldn't wait to take that road trip.