Once Blaine and Kurt ate breakfast, they set to work on cleaning the bedroom. It only took half an hour until everything was pretty much restored to what it had been like before they set off on their little adventure.

"I love you so much Mr. Hummel-Anderson!" said Blaine who was staring in awe at Kurt as he picked a movie for them to watch. The house was completely furnished as Blaine had explained over breakfast.

Kurt winked and chose one and popped the disc in the Blu-ray player. He made his way back to the couch where Blaine was waiting with open arms. Kurt settled into Blaine's lap, as Blaine snaked his arms around his husband.

"What did you pick honey?"

"When Harry met Sally!" said Kurt batting his eye lashes at the significance of that movie in their relationship. "I told you they end up together in the end."

"That they do! I love you."

"I love you too."

They sat and watched the movie they had probably seen a thousand times. They whispered sweet nothings to each other and just enjoyed the others company. Kurt had dozed off around three forty five so Blaine took that opportunity to scoot off and prepare dinner.

He went to the shed around the back of the house and pulled out a small table and two chairs. He went into the linen closet and grabbed a white and red checkered table cloth. He set everything up on the beach and went back inside to grab some candles and cutlery.

Once the table was set Blaine brought his iPhone and the doc out and set it up behind a tree out of sight. He played his favourite playlist When Hazel met Glasz and then went back into the house to start cooking his famous pasta and meatballs that Kurt loved so much.

Once everything was finished and on the table on the beach, the sun was just setting and it looked like one of those perfect scenes in any romance movie. Blaine walked into the living room and found a sleeping Kurt sprawled out on the couch. He crouched beside Kurt's head:

"Kurt baby, dinners ready, you need to wake up."

"Hugmph."

"Kurt honey, I made us dinner okay? Come eat with me please. I made pasta!"

"And meatballs?" asked Kurt, Blaine laughed and responded.

"Yes beautiful and meatballs."

Kurt got up and hugged Blaine as soon as he was standing.

"Here baby get on my back!" said Blaine as he crouched so Kurt could climb onto his back. Once he was one Blaine walked them out to the beach and set shirtless Kurt's feet on the sand.

"I love you Blaine."

"I love you to sweet heart."

They finished their dinner and found their way to the water. Blaine slipped of his Shirt and Pants, and Kurt removed his shorts leaving them both clad in boxers. Blaine moved close to Kurt, his lips were inches away from Kurt's when he spoke.

"Last one in is a rotten egg."

Kurt shivered from Blaine being so close to him and before he knew it Blaine was running for the water, Kurt quickly followed and tackled Blaine, making them both fall into the soft sand under the water.

"Ahh! My hair!" Kurt frowned but Blaine just kissed it away.

They messed around in the water for a little under an hour before they made their way back to the bedroom. Blaine straddled B Kurt on the bed and planted sweet kisses to his lips and cheeks. He rolled off and shut off the lamp. Kurt snuggled into his chest and put his arm on his husband's stomach. He could definitely do this every day.

The rest of the two weeks passed by aimlessly, filled with swimming, movie watching and non -stop cuddling. They soaked up every last minute of being together in their quiet little oasis away from the hustle and bustle of New York, where they would be returning momentarily as the pilot instructed.