Burt cleared his throat once everyone's plates were cleared. "OK, listen up," Burt said and they all turned to look at Burt. "I have an announcement. Now, I know that we've all had a rough year." Kurt and Blaine nodded in agreement, squeezing each other's hands. "So we have a little something for Kurt and Blaine." Burt grinned and both Kurt and Blaine shot each other a surprised look. "To help you on your way when you both move to New York, we have something that could help."

"Dad," Kurt breathed, amazed.

"We've been searching all through New York for a place that's close to the colleges you guys applied to and we've got you a two bedroom apartment." Burt told them, struggling to keep his voice calm through his own excitement.

"NO!" Blaine gasped, clutching Kurt's hand painfully tight.

"Yes," Edward countered, grinning. "A guy at my work, his son was moving out and he offered the place to me. Rent is reasonable and it's close to shops and Central Park."

Kurt squealed and in an instant he was out of his chair, flinging himself at Burt and hugging him tightly. Blaine was right behind him, hugging his father. They embraced each adult in turn but Finn remained at the table, looking stunned.

"Thank you!" Kurt exclaimed, tears in his eyes. "I don't know what to say."

"Think of it as a wedding present," Burt grinned.

"Thank you, Dad, thank you so much," Kurt beamed and hugged him again.

"And for you Finn," Burt continued, letting go of Kurt and turning to Finn who looked surprised at getting a mention, "when you get into college for that coaching course you're so keen on, we have agreed to pay for a year full of tuition."

"Wow," Finn breathed. "Thank you!" To him, this was so much more than an apartment; this was a path to the future. He needed this. He jumped out of his seat and into Burt's arm, giving him a hug.

Burt grinned and shrugged, chuckling happily and returning Finn's embrace.

"When do we move in?" Blaine asked, looking at his dad, excitement etched across his face.

"In a week," Edward smiled as Blaine pulled Kurt into his arms and spun him round, eliciting a giggle from his fianc�.

The apartment was beautiful and although it was empty at the moment, it wouldn't be for much longer. It was on the fourth floor of the vast building and looked out over the sidewalk. It had beautiful hardwood floors, a small living room that was connected to the kitchen, a bathroom and two bedrooms. The family had all come to New York to help Blaine and Kurt move in and their things currently down stairs, waiting to be brought up.

"I can't believe we're here," Kurt breathed, spinning around as he tried to take in the whole place.

"It's perfect," Blaine beamed and wrapped Kurt up in his arms. Kurt smiled and pulled Blaine into a kiss.

"Alright you two," Burt grunted, coming in with the first lot of boxes. "There will be plenty of time to do that later. Move your asses."

Blaine and Kurt separated, the latter looking at his father in shock. "Dad!" he berated, "You can't do that! Your heart! Light ones only, OK?" Kurt instructed, flitting across the room to grab the boxes away from his dad.

"Yeah, yeah," Burt stifled a laugh at his son's paranoia and willingly handed the boxes over, "you just try and stop me, kid."

Kurt smiled fondly at him, dropping the boxes into a corner before grabbing Blaine's hand and heading downstairs to start bringing everything else up.

It took them a good two hours to bring everything up into the apartment and by the time they were finished, they were all exhausted. They spread out around the living room, flopping onto the floor, taking a break. Annie and Carol had gone to the closest shop to get them some lunch and drinks.

"Thank God we don't have to move any more boxes," Finn moaned, leaning against the kitchen bench.

"At least you don't have to unpack them," Blaine muttered darkly, leaning in utter exhaustion against Kurt. He looked up half-heartedly as the women returned, Carol smiling brightly at him, having heard his last words.

"Don't worry dear," she reassured him, "we'll help you unpack."

They ate their lunch quickly and got back to work. Edward and Burt started setting up the bed, Annie and Carol were working on unloading the kitchen wear, Finn and Blaine were attempting to set up the TV and couch while Kurt was handling the wardrobe-he didn't trust anyone else to handle his clothes with the utmost care that was required to keep them looking fabulous.

The sun had set by the time they had finally finished unpacking. They had ordered a pizza and ate it at the small table that had been installed.

"To Kurt and Blaine," Edward said, holding up his glass. "Enjoy your apartment, the first of many."

"Cheers," they all cried and took a sip of their drink. They ate, laughing and talking, Kurt and Blaine all the while revelling in the freedom that this new place offered them.

The others were staying in a nearby hotel as there wasn't enough room in Kurt and Blaine's new place for them all and they had wanted Kurt and Blaine to be able to enjoy their first night alone.

After dinner and helping them clean up, the adults and Finn bade them good night with promises of seeing them in the morning. They were all going to go shopping for wedding supplies because the wedding was creeping up on them, Kurt and Blaine having decided a date in December.

Invitations had been sent out to their family and friends, each having responded with affirmative RSVPs of attendance. Annie and Carol had done research for the boys and had found a beautiful hall in which they could hold both the ceremony and reception and both Kurt and Blaine had agreed.

When they were finally alone, Blaine had grabbed Kurt and pulled him into a passionate kiss. Kurt moaned in response, grabbing Blaine's arms and kissing him back hard. Blaine hands immediately started working on the zipper of Kurt's jacket and he pushed it off his shoulders. Blaine reluctantly pulled away, folding it and placing it on the table, Kurt watching with a giggle.

"Thank you," Kurt grinned, pulling Blaine back into his arms. "You know how I feel about my clothes."

"Mmm, that I do," Blaine mumbled against Kurt's lips and went back to kissing him. Kurt's quick hands had Blaine out of his jumper and shirt quickly. Blaine started dragging him towards the bedroom, lips barely leaving Kurt's. Blaine quickly shed Kurt of his shirt, ignoring Kurt's protests when it hit the floor.

Kurt made quick work of Blaine jeans, shoving them down and Blaine stumbled out of them, left only in his boxers. Blaine returned the favour and was happy to find that Kurt had been going commando all day. It made him laugh that everyone thought that his fianc� was so innocent and it was only Blaine that got to see the kinky, hot-as-hell side that emerged whenever they were alone. Blaine grinned and started sucking a hickey onto Kurt's collar bone, causing him to moan loudly and thread his fingers through Blaine's curls.

Blaine pushed his fianc� down onto the bed and smirked before going down on him, earning a loud moan in response.

Kurt hummed contentedly as he felt wet kisses being placed down his bare back.

"Morning," Blaine murmured against his skin.

"Morning," Kurt sighed happily, turning his head to look over his shoulder at Blaine, who was wearing an easy grin. He instantly moved up Kurt's back to kiss him sweetly on the lips.

"Hmm," Blaine smiled lazily. "I love waking up to you in our new home."

Kurt rolled over into Blaine's waiting arms. "I love it too. I love you."

"I love you too, babe," Blaine replied, trailing his fingers down Kurt's porcelain skin, marked with purpling hickeys from the night before. "Are you ready to go shopping for wedding stuff?"

"I'm always up for shopping," Kurt retorted, laughing. "I do wish that Nick, Jeff, Wes and David were with us, but I guess we can't have everything."

"That's funny, because right now I'm fairly sure I have everything that I'll ever want in my arms." Blaine breathed, nuzzling his face into Kurt's neck.

Kurt's smile was beautiful. "You know what I mean, Blaine."

Blaine chuckled slightly, looking up at his fianc�. "I know. But the guys said that they said they could make it up here next week to come and see the apartment," Blaine said, rubbing his nose against Kurt's, "and we find out then if we made it into the colleges we wanted."

"I hope we do," Kurt sighed, running his hands down Blaine's bare chest.

"We will," his fianc� murmured. "We worked really hard for this and we finally made it to New York."

"We really did it," Kurt beamed. "I can't believe we're really here. We've been talking about it for years and now we're really here. I just – this is real, right?"

Blaine nodded, grinning as he pulled Kurt into a kiss, slipping his tongue against Kurt's.

"As much as I would love to," Kurt panted slightly as he pulled away. "We have to get ready. Parents will be here soon." Blaine groaned, tightening his hold on Kurt, who smacked his chest lightly, pulling away.

"You know, we're renting now and we can save a lot of money on water if we shower together," Blaine mused, watching Kurt's hips sway as he walked to the bathroom.

Kurt looked over his shoulder and smirked. "Then by all means, come join me."

Blaine grinned and almost fell over his own feet in his haste as he hurried after him.

By the time the others knocked on their door, Kurt and Blaine were showered and dressed, looking surprisingly presentable for two people that had been going at it like rabbits mere hours before.

"Are you boys ready?" Annie asked, barely able to contain her excitement.

"Yes," Kurt beamed; clapping his hands together gleefully and Blaine chuckled.

"Let's go then," Carol said, leading the way out of the apartment. They boys quickly grabbed their things, locked up and headed out into New York.

Burt beamed proudly as he watched Blaine wrap his arm around Kurt as they walked down the street. Nobody battered an eyelid at them.

He had never seen the boys as excited as they shopped for wedding china, flowers, table cloths and endless numbers of items that Burt didn't even know existed, let alone had any use at a wedding. It was a relief to everyone, but none more than Burt, that Kurt and Blaine could act like a true couple here; they could hold hands, stand close together and even kiss, all without anyone looking twice at them.

Kurt was talking a mile a minute, Burt missing most of what he was saying, but Blaine was following eagerly and responding just as fast.

"They're so happy," Carol smiled, taking Burt's hand as they watched the two boys figure out if they wanted candlesticks or not.

"Finally," Burt said, surveying his sons with a smile. "Even though I'll miss having them around all the time, I'm glad they're living here. It suits them."

"They're going to be so happy here. They can act like a couple without the fear of being judged or attacked on the street because of their sexual orientation," Carol replied, sighing happily.

Burt hugged Carol tightly; he was so proud of his sons. He would be prouder still when they finally got married and could start living the rest of their lives together.