Kurt smiled as Blaine played, hand flying across the page. Unbeknown to Blaine, his boyfriend was sketching him. The mood was pierced by the sound of his phone going off and Blaine stopped playing, looking up. Kurt frowned and lowered his sketch book, picking up his phone.

"Hello?" Kurt answered.

"KURT! You have to help me, I'm freaking out," came Nick's panicked voice.

"What? Nick, are you OK?" Kurt frowned and Blaine's face crinkled in confusion.

"NO! I have a date with Jeff soon and I have no idea what to wear," Nick cried.

"You asked Jeff out?" Kurt beamed and Blaine chuckled, no longer fearful that Nick was in danger.

"Yes, yesterday after art," Nick said and Kurt smiled. "He said he would pick me up tonight but I have nothing to wear."

"I'm sure you have something. Describe your wardrobe for me," Kurt instructed, getting comfortable again. He had a feeling this conversation would last for a while.

Nick quickly explained his wardrobe to Kurt, who nodded along, his mind instantly forming outfits. "Please tell me you can help me," Nick moaned.

"I can help," Kurt grinned. "Ok, get out your nicest pair of jeans – the dark wash ones – and match it with the white shirt that has the picture of headphones on it. All you need to add is a pair of converse and jacket to match the jeans and you're done."

"I've been staring at my wardrobe for an hour," Nick sighed. "You can't even see my clothes and you put together an outfit."

"It's a gift," Kurt said smugly and Blaine grinned at him.

"You'll remember my size when you become a fashion designer yeah?' Nick asked and Kurt chuckled. "What about my hair?"

"Leave it. Jeff will like your natural look," Kurt assured him.

"Thank you so much, Kurt," Nick breathed.

"You'll tell me how it goes yeah?' Kurt asked.

"Yeah, I will," Nick grinned. "Bye, Kurt."

"Have fun!"

They hung up and Kurt looked up at Blaine and found him staring at his sketch book. He had taken it without him knowing and Kurt felt his face heat up.

"You drew me," Blaine smiled and Kurt nodded. "This is really good, Kurt."

"Well, I had a beautiful muse to sketch," Kurt smiled shyly and Blaine grinned, putting his guitar down and scooting closer to his boyfriend, putting his legs over his lap.

"Nick asked you for help?" Blaine asked, fingers walking up and down Kurt's thigh.

"Yes," Kurt beamed. "He asked Jeff out on a date and they're going out tonight."

"Really?" Blaine grinned. "That's fantastic."

"I hope it goes well," Kurt bit his lip.

Blaine chuckled and rubbed Kurt's thigh with his palm. "You are playing matchmaker."

"Am not," Kurt lied and Blaine just grinned. He scooted even closer, lips tantalisingly close.

"Are too," Blaine murmured. "You are such a good match maker." He closed his lips around Kurt's, humming contentedly. Kurt threaded his fingers Blaine's gel-free curls and gripped tightly, angling his head to kiss his boyfriend deeper.

"Well," Kurt murmured against Blaine's lips, pulling back slightly. "I got you, didn't I?"

"You have me," Blaine hummed. "For as long as you'll have me."

"I want you forever," Kurt whispered, licking at Blaine's bottom lip.

"Thank god," Blaine moaned. "I don't know what I would do without you."

Kurt whimpered slightly and licked his way into Blaine's mouth, essentially preventing further discussion.

"Kurt, Blaine lunch in nearly – oh. Oops," Annie giggled as the two boy's wrenched apart, faces burning bright red. "Lunch is nearly ready."

"Thanks, Mum," Blaine grinned sheepishly.

"Thank you, Annie," Kurt murmured, voice embarrassingly high.

Annie winked and headed back inside. Both boys giggled sheepishly before collecting their things and heading inside. They ate lunch with Annie, who was working from home that day.

"What are your plans for this afternoon?" Annie asked as they ate.

Blaine shrugged and looked to Kurt. "We could go out," Kurt suggested. "See a movie?"

"Sounds good," Blaine grinned.

They ate lunch and quickly looked up times for a movie. They picked one that they had both wanted to see for a while and Annie dropped them off, promising to pick them up when it was over and to wait inside for them. Kurt and Blaine hurried to buy tickets and snacks from the concession stand. Kurt rolled his eyes as Blaine came back with a box of Red Vines, his favourite and Kurt knew he would regret eating all the junk food that they had gotten.

"Relax," Blaine whispered as they entered the dark theatre. "Your skin is going to be fine." Kurt gave him a withering look. "You are beautiful no matter what."

Kurt flushed as the compliment and quickly hurried to find a seat. They choose one up the back, thankful that the theatre was practically empty.

Blaine slid into the seat next to Kurt, putting the drink between them and opening his Red Vines. "You have an unhealthy obsession with those," Kurt commented dryly and Blaine grinned.

"You love them too," he smirked.

"Clearly not as much as you do," Kurt said, eyes drifting to the packet.

The lights dimmed further and the previews started. Kurt settled back in his chair, hand drifting over to take Blaine's. He squeezed his hand and tangled their feet together, smiling brightly. Kurt found it increasingly hard to focus on the movie when Blaine was drawing patterns on his palm with his finger tip. Kurt blinked, realising that the movie was over and that he had no idea what had happened.

"That was really good," Blaine grinned, "did you enjoy it?"

"I – uh yeah," Kurt said, absently. Why must Blaine be so distracting in the best way possible?

"You OK?" Blaine asked, turning his body to face Kurt.

Kurt nodded. "I – uh – I don't really know what happened."

Blaine grinned sheepishly. "Neither do I. I was too distracted by you."

Kurt beamed at him and gave his knee a squeeze. "Come on, Annie will be waiting and I want to kiss you."

Blaine jumped up and Kurt giggled. They hurried out and Annie was waiting for them by a giant poster. She smiled at them and they headed out together. "Good movie?" Annie asked.

"Yeah, it was great," Kurt grinned and Blaine sniggered.

Annie gave them a curious smile, obviously missing their little joke but brushed it off. They slipped into the car and Annie took them back to the Anderson home. She smiled as the two boys jumped out quickly and nearly sprinted into the house.

Annie followed at slower pace and when she finally made it inside she heard muffled laughter upstairs and Kurt's shriek of glee. She was glad that her two boys were laughing again.

Elizabeth would have been horrified to see her son so miserable and she was glad that she could do something to make him happy again. Annie knew her son was a big part of the reason why Kurt was happy and that Kurt was why Blaine was happy. Herself, Edward and Burt knew that Dalton had been the right choice. They had friends now, relationships they never would have had a Westerville High.

If Elizabeth were still alive today, she would have been thrilled to see Kurt and Blaine together. They often joked about how wonderful it would be if their two boys got together.

Annie and Elizabeth looked out the window of the Hummel home, watching Kurt and Blaine playing in the back yard. They had were playing 'save the prince', Blaine battling an evil fire breathing dragon to save Kurt – the prince – with Blaine playing the role of the knight. Kurt had tripped over a loose root on the ground and fell to the ground. Blaine gasped and quickly raced to Kurt, falling to his knees beside him.

"Oh no," Elizabeth gasped.

"Wait," Annie stopped her, placing a hand on her friend's arm.

Blaine was telling Kurt something and gently leaned down and placed a kiss on Kurt's knee. Kurt was looking at Blaine in awe, the curly haired boy rocking back on to his feet, pulling Kurt up with him. Kurt threw his arms around Blaine and hugged him tightly, Blaine returning the hug with gusto.

Blaine said something else and turned around. Kurt climbed onto his back, little legs wrapping around Blaine's waist and the boy ran off, taking Kurt to the swing set that was set up in the backyard.

"That is so cute," Elizabeth gushed.

"Oh, I wish we had recorded it," Annie giggled.

"They are so cute together. Imagine if they grew up and fell in love," Elizabeth mused and Annie grinned.

"They would make the cutest couple," she agreed.

"A mother can dream right?" Elizabeth sighed.

"You and me both," Annie smiled. The two women giggled and watched as Blaine carefully peered at Kurt's knee to make sure it was OK, placing another kiss to it.

Annie smiled sadly, bringing herself out of her memories. She missed Elizabeth and wished that she could see how much her son had grown, the man he was becoming. She would be so proud.

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Upstairs, unbeknownst to his mother, Blaine had effectively pinned Kurt to his desk and was investigating the inside of his mouth with his tongue.

Kurt moaned softly, hands tangled in Blaine's hair, his boyfriend's hand palming the muscles under his shirt. Blaine groaned, pressing himself closer to Kurt.

After a few moments, he pulled back, panting softly. "Best movie ever?"

Kurt laughed breathily and rubbed his thumbs over Blaine's cheekbones, gently bringing their lips back together. "Mmm."