Kurt awoke 11 hours later still in the same position he was before his head resting on Blaine's shoulder with his arms snaked around his husband's waist. Kurt thinks to himself that this is how he should wake up every morning, and then he realizes that he will, and that cause him to stir and Blaine notices he is awake.

"Good morning beautiful, did you sleep well?" Blaine asked trying to flag down the flight attendant for some coffee for Kurt. If there was one thing he knew about Kurt was not to challenge his mind in the morning until he has been sedated with caffeine.

"Yes I did thank you, and you?"

"Splendid darling, we will be landing in Thailand in 15 minutes then it isn't long until we get to where we are going. Sound like a plan?"

"Yeah, can I have another hint?" asked Kurt trying for his best sexy look he could manage at-what time was it anyway? "What time is it by the way?"

"No you cannot have another hint as you will find out where we are going soon enough and it is noon my love," replied Blaine in a sweet voice that Kurt could not get angry at.

Kurt was given his coffee and he gulped it all down even though it was scolding hot. The Blaine landed and Blaine grabbed his and Kurt's carryon bags.

"Do you want me to take something honey?" asked Kurt.

"No love, I've got it. "

They went to the luggage carousel and Kurt grabbed his suitcase and Blaine grabbed his own. They stalked off into the nest docking zone and boarded a small private jet.

"What's with the private jet Blaine?"

"I borrowed it from David and Wes, none of the public planes would take us where we need to go."

"Oh." Was all Kurt could say.

Not 2 hours later they were landing at a boating dock.

"Thank you Fernando! Be sure to tell Wes and David I said to pay you well!"

Blaine grabbed all the luggage and put it into the back of a small motor boat. He grabbed Kurt's hand and pulled him into a soft kiss.

"Okay, now once we get off the boat we will be at our destination, so hop aboard gorgeous." Blaine winked at him and patted his ass as he walked to the boat. Blaine helped him in and then followed. "Ready?"

"Always."

They drove in the boat for 15 minutes and then Kurt spotted a light from a distance away.

"Blaine honey, what's that?"

"That my darling blue eyed husband is occhi azzurri,"

"What?"

"It's your island, occhi azzurri means blue eyes in Italian. This is my wedding present too you, and where we will be staying for our honeymoon. Do you like it?"

"Like it? I love it! Blaine you bought me an island as a wedding present?"

"Yes, and you deserve it. I hope we have many many memories here Kurt, because I won't leave you until you tell me to go, and even then."

He was cut off by a kiss; this was more heated and passionate. Once they stopped making out in the middle of the Pacific Ocean Blaine finished the short journey they had left to the island. First he brought all the luggage in to the small house made entirely of glass, and then he picked Kurt up out of the boat and walked him into the house bridal style.

"Are you tired my love?"

"No," replied Kurt and he began trailing kisses down Blaine torso.

"Good, before this goes any farther I want to sing to you if that's alright."

"It most certainly is."

"Okay then, I'll grab my guitar, why don't you head out to the beach, I will be out there in a few minutes.

Kurt strode outside and once he could fell Blaine watching him he took off his shirt and vest and shoes so the only thing he was left wearing we Blaine's khaki shorts he had changed into on the second plane. He sat on the cool sand and remembered back to 2 short days ago and how much love he felt for Blaine.

"Okay are you ready?" asked Blaine who was dresses exactly the same as Kurt.

"Yes, I am so ready."

Blaine began to strum his guitar and Kurt could feel the tears start to well up in his eyes as he recognized the song.

I walked across an empty land
I knew the pathway like the back of my hand
I felt the earth beneath my feet
Sat by the river and it made me complete
Oh simple thing where have you gone?
I'm getting old and I need something to rely on
So tell me when you're gonna let me in
I'm getting tired and I need somewhere to begin

I came across a fallen tree
I felt the branches of it looking at me
Is this the place we used to love?
Is this the place that I've been dreaming of?

Oh simple thing where have you gone?
I'm getting old and I need something to rely on
So tell me when you're gonna let me in
I'm getting tired and I need somewhere to begin

Blaine dropped his guitar in the sand and took Kurt's hand pulled him into the shallow waters of the beach and started to dance. They were somewhere only they knew and he was determined to make this the most romantic and special night of Kurt's life. He continued to sing softly into Kurt's ear.

And if you have a minute why don't we go
Talk about it somewhere only we know?
This could be the end of everything
So why don't we go
Somewhere only we know?

Oh simple thing where have you gone?
I'm getting old and I need something to rely on
So tell me when you're gonna let me in
I'm getting tired and I need somewhere to begin

And if you have a minute why don't we go
Talk about it somewhere only we know?
This could be the end of everything
So why don't we go
So why don't we go

This could be the end of everything
So why don't we go
Somewhere only we know?
Somewhere only we know

This could be the end of everything,
So why don't we go,
Somewhere only we know,
Somewhere only we know,
Somewhere only we know.

"I love you so much Kurt Hummel-Anderson, it is so silly to think I could ever have existed without you."

"I love you to Blaine, with everything that I am."

Blaine started a hot kiss down Kurt's neck and then night only got better from there.

The next morning Blaine awoke on the double king bed with Kurt wrapped up in his arms.

"Kurt, Kurt honey wake up," Blaine whispered.

"Hmm?" inquired Kurt.

"Look around you," Blaine said with a love sick grin plastered to his face.

Kurt and Blaine sat up and gasped in horror at what they saw. Blankets and pillows were scattered around the room, there were 7 condoms filled with - you know - thrown across the room. The bedside lamp was on the ground smashed into millions of little pieces and there was a rip in the sheets.

"What the?"

"My question exactly! How many times did we do it last night?"

Kurt counted the used condoms and chuckled to himself. "Looks like 7 times, no wonder my ass hurts like a bitch!"

"Mine too. Do you want some breakfast darling then we can come back here and clean up this mess?'

"Sounds like fun!"