Kurt Pov

I can't believe Pavarotti is dead. This little bird was my friend. I'm not so upset about it anymore, but decorating his casket is a bummer. It just reminds me that he's gone. And of course he had to die while in 'my' care.

"What's that?" Blaine asked coming to stand over my shoulder.

"I'm decorating Pavarotti's casket." I said. He was in a stylish cage in life, he will be in a stylish casket in death.

"Well finish up. I have the perfect song for our number, and we should practice." Blaine said patting my shoulder.

It was so amazingly exciting that Blaine said that he wants to sing a duet with me. At regionals no less. It made me have just the slightest twinge of hope.

"Do tell." I asked, trying to sound curiously excited, but knowing that it would probably be a pop savvy Katy Perry song. This is Blaine after all.

"Candles, by Hey Monday." He said and he shortly after bit his bottom lip.

I was surprised. He was usually so top 40.

Sitting down, he assured me that he just wanted something a little more emotional.

My heart started to pound. Don't get ahead of yourself Kurt. Breathe.

"Why did you pick me to sing that song with?" I asked him. There were plenty of other Warblers, all with awesome voices, but he chose me.

I looked directly into his eyes. He looked like he didn't know what to say. He sighed.

"Kurt there is a moment, when you say to yourself, 'oh! There u are."

Oh my god.

"I've been looking for you forever." He continued.

I could hear my heart hammering. Thud thud thud. I could almost not comprehend what Blaine was saying right now. My eyes started to rapidly move from looking at his eyes to his lips and back again.

Before I could think anymore, his hand was on mine. I had to fight not to gasp. I looked down at his hand. Was this really happening? I have been dreaming about the day that I could hold Blaine's hand again, like the day we met and ran down the hall together at Dalton. Though that wasn't really holding hands, still, I wanted to do it again, and now, here he was, holding mine.

"Watching you do blackbird this week….. That was the moment for me….. About you."

It was so quiet when he paused, but to me it felt like my heart was screaming. I didn't want to blink. I couldn't stop staring into his eyes,

"You move me Kurt." Blaine continued. I was so glad that he was talking again. His gorgeous Hazel eyes were boring into mine, and it was as if there was nothing else in the world. "and doing this duet would just be an excuse to spend, more time with you."

I hoped I wasn't really shaking, because I felt like I was. My head was spinning.

He rose above his chair and leaned towards me, I flinched just a bit. This was happening. He kissed me. He was kissing me, and it was amazing. It felt like I was flying. At first, I had no control over my body, but just as suddenly as that came, it went, and my hand was cupping Blaine's face and deepening the kiss. There was so much passion. I parted my lips just a bit and then, too quickly, he dropped the kiss. But both of our hands lingered on each other's cheeks for a moment before letting go.

Did that just happen?

His breaths were now as quick as mine, and I dropped my hand back onto the table, a little too hard and it made a bang. Blaine sat back down and smiled. He touched his forehead, and breathed out a laugh to himself. I was still in shock, and all I could think about was Blaine's lips on mine. I wanted to be kissing him again.

"We- we should practice." Blaine said, not looking at me.

I had to kiss him again. I needed to be kissing him again.

"I thought we were." I said with a slight chuckle.

Blaine took the hint, and he got back up and leaned into me. Just like that, we were kissing again. Our hands were immediately around each other's faces and this time, our lips were parted right away.

It felt like I had been kissing Blaine for years, the way that our mouths explored each other's, and felt so right touching each other's. After what seemed like forever, I dropped our kiss and stared into Blaine's eyes, and he stared back into mine.

"Kurt…." Blaine said softly, breaking the silence.

"Blaine…" I said back.

He grinned at me so widely at me. Maybe he liked my name on his lips as much as i liked saying it.

I kissed him again. I hoped i wasn't going overboard, but i was just so happy. It was a dream come true kissing Blaine. A dream come true. His lips were soft, and he tasted like his coffee and smelled like... Blaine... He wore some kind of cologne or body spray, or maybe it was deodorant but whatever it was, it's aroma made me go weak at the knees.

I had to look somewhere else. Staring into his eyes just made me want to be kissing him again, and we both needed to catch our breath, so i looked down to his chest. Blaine... i wanted to sigh, but it was just in my head. He really is gorgeous.

Especially in the blazer. Its hideous on anyone else.

But Blaine... He could make anything look fashionable. as long as it was on him.

"So, I guess it's only polite to ask if you'll be my boyfriend?" I stared at him, and wanted to roll my eyes, but I couldn't. He was just so amazing to me. Everything about him. He was worth waiting for, and I couldn't be luckier to be his boyfriend.

"I've been waiting for you to ask me that since teenage dream."

Blaine smiled so big, his lips reached his ears. "I guess I was singing to you all along. I just didn't know it."

l couldn't help myself. I kissed him again, and our smiles were so big, it was as if our teeth were kissing too.

"I could kiss you all day." Blaine said, not letting go of my face.

I could too. And with that, I kissed him again. He gladly accepted, and actually pulled me down with him, onto his chair. He wrapped his arms around my back, and we stayed that way, in each others arms. This had to be one of the best days of my life.