Blaine's been home for a week and recovered well. The only problem he seems to be having is that he's going stir crazy. “Honey, you go back in three days, it’s not that bad.” Kurt told him softly, taking a seat next to him on the couch, propping his legs over his boyfriend's knees. Blaine whined, resting his head back. “It really is that bad. I'm so used to doing something all the time that sitting around the apartment is killing me.” He explained, looking over at Kurt with a pout, sighing dramatically. “You're such a baby.” Kurt teased, pinching Blaine's cheek with a giggle, making him glare. “You're so mean to me!” Blaine yelled playfully, acting like a little kid, shoving Kurt's legs off of him. Of course they couldn't keep the act up for long, both of them laughing at how ridiculous they were being. “I do it because I love you.” Kurt said quietly, pressing a kiss to his boyfriend's cheek before getting up and walking off to the bedroom. “I love you too babe.” Blaine yelled back, turning the TV off to go to the room and following Kurt.

“So do you think we should just stay here or find a whole new place to stay?” Kurt asked, resting his back against his side of the booth at the restaurant they were at later that night. Blaine shrugged casually, taking a sip of his soda. “Honestly I don't care. If we stay at your place, it’s familiar and comfortable. If we find a new place then we can make new memories and create it to be our own.” He said, not biased toward either idea. Blaine just wanted to live with Kurt; he could not care less if it was in an apartment or a cardboard box. “I like the new place idea. It’s just so hard to find somewhere to live, you know? I don't think we'd find anywhere more decently priced than my place.” Kurt told him, biting his lip as he thought about where to go if they were to move. “Babe, don't worry about money. We are financially stable together. All that matters is location.” Blaine assured, giving Kurt an encouraging smile, excited that they're talking about this seriously, getting the plan in motion. “We should look closer into the city then.” Kurt suggested, playing with the paper from his straw, staring down at the table.

Blaine pulled his eyebrows together, watching his boyfriend's body language. “Are you okay?” Kurt nodded, looking up to give a small smile. “I'm fine… I just... I'm not having doubts but this moving in stuff makes me nervous.” He said quietly, avoiding Blaine's eyes as he spoke. “Sometimes I think about it and get scared because, what if you want to leave?” Kurt added, biting his lip, glancing up to see a blank expression on his boyfriend's face as he took it all in. “I'm in this for the long haul Kurt. This is it. You're it. I won't be leaving okay?” Blaine told him firmly, reaching across the table for his hand, giving it a squeeze. “I love you and we're moving in together in April.” Kurt smiled widely, giggling. “I love you too Blaine. We're moving in together.” Blaine nodded, leaning over the table to peck his boyfriend's lips. The rest of their life together was coming fast and for once Blaine was totally okay with that.

Kurt stepped in behind the realtor, his eyes darting everywhere as he took in the place. They've been looking at places for the past two weeks and he wasn't about to get his hopes up now. “It’s very spacious. I like the kitchen!” Blaine chuckled, watching as his boyfriend stood behind the large island with a cheesy smile. It was a lot better than the breakfast bar that Kurt had now, he had to admit. “Very nice, let’s check out the bedroom.” Kurt nodded and grabbed Blaine's hand, following him and the realtor to the door. “There are two bedrooms and two bathrooms.” The realtor said with a smile, watching as they went in and walked around. “Oh my gosh, sweetie, this closet!” Kurt yelled, clapping excitedly as he stood in the middle of it, jumping up and down. “I want it! I want this place, its perfect and pretty and in a good part of town.” He continued, Blaine strolled up to him with a laugh, wrapping his arms around his boyfriend's waist. “You can see us living here?” He wondered, resting his forehead against Kurt's, watching his eyes shine as he nodded softly. “Yes. With Mocha. Maybe a kid in a year or two. I'm comfortable here, I like it.” Blaine sighed dreamily, kissing his boyfriend on the nose. “It’s homey. I like it too.” He agreed quietly, hugging Kurt tightly.

“It’s Valentine’s day.” Blaine mumbled when he woke up two weeks later, giving Kurt a goofy smile. Kurt giggled and continued to get dressed, fixing his vest. “I know it is honey. Happy Valentine’s day” He whispered, pressing his lips to his boyfriend's forehead with a smirk. “Be home by six.” Kurt turned narrowing his eyes, watching as Blaine sat up and stretched his arms above his head. “We made a deal. Nothing on Valentine’s day. Seriously Blaine we have the apartment to worry about, it was a lot of money.” Kurt told him sternly, getting annoyed that his boyfriend didn't even seem to care. They were working on saving up money while the realtor kept their name down for it. “Babe stop! I put money aside for the apartment already, I have some left over and I want to take you to dinner. It’s just our diner okay? Nothing fancy” Blaine promised, getting out of bed to hug his boyfriend. He didn't want to send him to work all riled up over this. “Okay... Fine. No presents either?” Kurt asked with a suspicious eyebrow raised, watching Blaine carefully. “No... None. Unless you count what I'm doing to you when we get back here a present..?” The couple laughed quietly, sharing a kiss. “I'll see you later, love. Happy Valentine’s day.” Blaine added, pecking Kurt's lips again

When they entered Kurt's apartment after a lovely Valentine's Day dinner Blaine ran into the bedroom, locking it behind him. “Are you kidding me?” Kurt asked, knocking on the door gently, hearing Blaine walk around the room, shutting the closet door. “Give me a minute. I'll unlock it and then you can come in.” Blaine told him through the door, chuckling as he leaned against the wall, finishing up what he was doing. Kurt groaned, crossing his arms, and getting into his bitch stance for when the door opens. This better be one hell of a surprise. “Alright... I'm unlocking the door, walk in and wait on the bed.” Blaine ordered, his footsteps walking away after the click of the door knob sounded. Kurt looked down and narrowed his eyes in confusion, his hand tentatively opening the bedroom door to see nothing but an empty room. “Come on baby, on the bed.” Blaine called out from what sounded like the bathroom. With a dramatic sigh Kurt hopped on his queen sized bed, scooting back to rest against the headboard and waited.

A few minutes later the bathroom door opened up with the sound of heavy footsteps going toward the bed. Kurt looked over and lost his ability to breathe. “Oh. My. God.” He breathed out, his mouth falling open in shock. Blaine smirked, his thumbs sliding down the suspenders on his uniform. “Can I help you with anything sir?” He asked, walking to the bed in all his shirtless, fire uniform clad glory. Kurt cleared his throat, nodding slowly. “Do you need mouth to mouth?” Kurt gave a cheesy smile, not able to speak at the moment. He wanted to take a picture so he can keep it in his wallet or on his phone or something. This was a piece of work. “Wait seriously... Are you okay Kurt?” Blaine wondered, his boyfriend nodding quickly, pulling his phone out of his pocket. “Yeah... I... I'm fine sweetie. Just… Stand right there, don't move.” Kurt told him, standing on his knees at the side of the bed, holding his phone up to get all of Blaine. They both laughed at how incredibly dorky this was, but enjoyed it none the less. “Fuck Blaine you look so sexy...” Kurt whispered, tossing his phone on the side table, placing his hands on his knees, ready for whatever the hell his boyfriend had in store.

“You want it?” Blaine asked in a low voice, his mouth on Kurt's ear. His fingers stopped moving inside his boyfriend, curling them, enjoying the moan he received. “Yes.” Kurt whispered, nipping at Blaine's ear lobe, his hips rocking forward, wishing Blaine would move. This was absolute torture. “That wasn't very convincing.” Blaine teased, kissing down Kurt's neck, his fingers slowly sliding their way out of Kurt's ass, a whine escaping past his boyfriend's lips. Kurt bit his lip; his eyes squeezing shut as he slowly rocked his hips against Blaine's, needing friction. “Please… I want it. I want you. Blaine.” He rambled, chills spreading through his body as Blaine settled over him, their cocks sliding together in sweet agony. “You got it baby.” Blaine murmured, lining himself up to Kurt's entrance, pressing a soft kiss to his boyfriend's lips, sliding in slowly. Kurt took in a breath his hands tangling into the sheets. They were silent, their breaths mingling as they focused on healthy breathing because Kurt was sure he was about to lose it. “I love you so much.” Blaine whispered, resting his forehead on his boyfriend's as he pushed deeply inside him. Kurt smiled peacefully, his eyes closed. “I love you too.” He reached his hands up and pushed back Blaine's hair, wrapping his legs around his waist, urging him forward. Blaine smirked, rubbing their noses together as he rocked back and forth gently, their moans colliding as they kissed lazily. “I love a fireman who knows how to use his hose.” Kurt whispered, nipping at Blaine’s earlobe.

Kurt sighed as Blaine plopped down next to him after disposing of the condom, the two of them staring at the ceiling. “Wow... That was.” He trailed off, turning his head to look over at his boyfriend. “Amazing. Per usual.” Blaine finished, glancing over at Kurt with a tired smile. “Screw chocolates and flowers. That was hands down the best Valentine's day present ever.” Kurt said with a giggle, rolling over to rest against Blaine. “I had a feeling you were going to say that.” Blaine mumbled, eying his boyfriend with a small chuckle. “I figured my uniform would come in handy for the bedroom someday.” He added, giving Kurt a cheesy smile. “Well... It did its job. You looked so good in it.” Kurt told him, pressing a soft kiss to Blaine's lips, the two of them kissing slowly, smiles on their faces. “I can't believe this is our first Valentine's Day.” He whispered, playing with Blaine's hair as his chin was resting on his hard chest. “Feels a lot longer than that.” Blaine mumbled, pecking Kurt's lips, his eyes drooping slightly, comforted by Kurt running his fingers through his curls. “Maybe because it's the first of many,” Kurt kissed Blaine with a wide smile, giggling. “Many more.” He added, Blaine's eyes searching his face, a peaceful smile gracing his mouth.

“I can't wait for it... Imagine. This time next year we'll be in our new apartment.” Blaine mumbled, looking down at Kurt, playing with his hand. “With candles and rose petals scattering the floor.” Kurt described with a smirk, lacing their fingers together. Blaine bit his lip, taking a chance. “Maybe an engagement ring on your finger” He whispered, giving Kurt's hand a squeeze, watching as his eyes widened. Blaine leaned forward, pecking his lips with a smile. “Planning our amazing wedding.” Kurt finally said, smiling as he stared up at Blaine kissing his hand. “I hope I don't annoy you with all the groom’s magazines I'll hoard.” He joked, making his boyfriend roll his eyes. “Not at all. You do all the planning you need.” Blaine assured, running his fingers through Kurt's soft hair, cocking his head to the side with a goofy grin. “I just want you happy Kurt.” He pressed a kiss to Blaine's cheek, smiling widely. “You make me the happiest man alive.” Kurt told him, lying on his side with his elbow propped up. “Imagine five years from now we'll be in our apartment, having a special dinner with our family, listening as our daughter or son rambles on about their school's Valentine's Day party.” He explained giggling excitedly, imagining the little scene in his head. “And how they handed out the best Valentine's ever thanks to her awesome daddies who helped pick them and decorate her little mailbox.” Blaine added, smiling proudly about his fictional daughter. “Well of course, I'm not letting my child come in with any old Valentine cards.” Kurt said smugly, making Blaine chuckle. “She'll talk about how she gave one out to everyone, even the bully because her daddies taught her well.” He continued, leaning forward, kissing Blaine sweetly and excited to have kids with him someday. “Damn Skippy we did!” Blaine yelled, Kurt raising an eyebrow in curiosity. “Skippy?” Blaine frowned. “What's wrong with Skippy? I can't say damn straight, we aren't straight. Clearly” He pointed out with a smirk, earning a giggle from his boyfriend. “Skippy sounds like you're out of an episode from ‘Leave It To Beaver’. But I love it.” Kurt admitted, shaking his head fondly. “Of course you love it, I said it.” Blaine chuckled, kissing Kurt's nose. “Oh don't flatter yourself sweetheart.” He said, placing a hand on Blaine's cheek, slapping it gently, the two of them laughing.

Kurt bit his lip watching Blaine's face, how smooth and handsome it was. He couldn't wait to wake up to that every morning. “Do you ever stop and think, what would happen if we hadn't listened to Rachel and Sebastian?” Blaine shrugged, looking down at their joined hands. “I try not to.” He mumbled, running his thumb over Kurt's knuckles. “It wasn't that long ago, you know? God it was only...” Kurt trailed off, thinking of how long they've been together. “Nine months.” Blaine smirked, kissing the back of his hand. “And here we are.” Kurt whispered, biting his lip, taking a deep breath. “What's the matter?” Blaine asked, brushing the hair out of Kurt's face as he watched a tear slip from his cheek. “It’s... This is the first Valentine's day I've ever spent with someone who means so much to me and to have it be you...” Kurt explained, smiling widely. “This perfect, amazing, wonderful boyfriend... And talking about apartments, weddings and kids... It’s just so much.” He added, looking at Blaine. “I worry maybe one day you'll wake up and realize how fast this is all going…” Blaine shook his head, wrapping his arms around Kurt and pulling him close. “If this was going too fast for me Kurt I would have left a long time ago.” He assured, kissing his boyfriend's head. “I want to talk about apartments and marriage and kids... I want that with you.” Blaine whispered, smiling down at Kurt as he looked up, tears in his eyes. “I do too. I love you so much...” Kurt wiped his tears, chuckling at himself for being so stupid. “I'm sorry I'm being so emotional.” Blaine cradles his face in his hands, pecking his lips. “I love you too.”

Blaine grinned, watching Kurt. “What is it?” He wondered, seeing the huge smile on his face. “Thank you for giving me the best Valentine's Day ever.” Kurt said quietly, lying back down, his head on Blaine's shoulder. “Thank you for going along with my little act I put on for you. I've wanted to do that for a while.” Blaine admitted with a wink, chuckling playfully. Kurt bit his lip. “Well don't retire it just yet. After all... We have all night… And I plan on spending a lot more Valentine's with you so I'm sure this will come in handy.” He told him seductively with a wicked smirk, nuzzling his nose with Blaine's. “Of course it will... Maybe I'll even get you one of those cheesy firemen calendars made... But it will only be pictures of me.” Blaine suggested, licking his lips, starting at Kurt's mouth. “I would love that.” Kurt mumbled each word between the kisses he pressed to his boyfriend's lips, the two of them bursting into laughter. “I figure you would.” Blaine murmured, giving him a wink. “You're so cocky tonight!” Kurt yelled with a giggle, smacking his arm playfully, earning a chuckle. “You totally love it. Plus I'm your sex God of a boyfriend.... I have a right to be a little cocky.” Blaine explained with an eye roll. Kurt rolled his eyes right back, kissing Blaine's nose. “You are so lucky I love you.” Blaine nodded triumphantly. “Hell yeah I am!” He answered, kissing all over Kurt's face playfully.

“Blaine… How does a Valentine's day wedding sound?” Kurt wondered, Blaine hovering above him, pressing one final kiss to his cheek. “I think it sounds lovely... When were you planning on having this said wedding?” Blaine asked, raising an eyebrow. “In the not so distant future, but a wedding needs time to plan... Some say around a year, give or take, not that I'm rushing.” Kurt rambled, pressing a sound kiss to his boyfriend's lips. “Just saying.” He added cutely, pushing Blaine off so he can lie on top of him. “Did we just pick our wedding date?” Blaine looked up, wrapping his arms around Kurt's waist as he rested his body on his, resting his chin on his chest. “Blaine we aren't even engaged.” Kurt pecked his lips, loving the fond look his boyfriend sported. “Yet… Just because we aren't engaged doesn't mean we can't have a date.” Blaine insisted, hoping to string Kurt along for the next two months so they could be engaged. Kurt sighed dreamily. “Okay... I love you.” He whispered, smiling. “I love you too.” Blaine mumbled, his fingers running over Kurt's back softly. “So this time next year we'll be married and on our honeymoon.” He added with a wink, the two of them chuckling tiredly. “And you had better be wearing that uniform of yours.” Kurt pushed, giggling as his cheek pressed against Blaine's chest, his eyes closing peacefully. “I think I can fit it into our luggage... If you really want me to.” Kurt nodded gently, taking a deep breath. “Oh I really want you to.” He assured, the way Blaine's hands were moving on his back making him sleepy. “I think I can make that happen... Promise me one thing though?” Blaine asked, staring at the ceiling with a wide goofy smile. “Hm?” Kurt hummed, too tired to speak real words. “Our son has to be Blaine Jr.” He requested jokingly, getting a barely alive laugh from Kurt before he conked out.