Kurt felt a nudge in his sleep and wasn't ready for that nudge to be real so he just ignored it. Then he felt it again. "Kurt, Baby. Wake up." Blaine kissed him on the cheek. How could he resist Blaine's sweet kisses? It would be like a kid refusing ice cream. "Kurt, time to get up." Blaine was almost singing it.

"Blaine…Don't want to get up yet. Five more minutes."

"No. Get up. We are going out for breakfast with my grandparents."

Kurt sat straight up. "Shit! It totally forgot that they were here."

Blaine laughed. "Are you okay?" Kurt looked worried and stunned all at the same time.

"Yeah. Do you think they heard us last night?"

"I don't know, but they would never say anything if they did."

"How am I not supposed to be embarrassed when I look at them?"

"It's not the first time they've heard us. Come on, let's just get going. The sooner we have brunch the sooner, we can have our house back to ourselves."

Kurt and Blaine took the quickest shower they had ever taken together and found Jack and Ellen downstairs already up dressed and packed. "You aren't in a hurry are you?" Kurt looked hurt.

Ellen responded with, "Kurt, honey. No, but we need to get back. Is there anything I can do for you when I'm back in Boston honey?"

"Can you find me a florist?" Kurt seemed to get excited whenever the wedding came up. "And a tuxedo rental store? I'll need to know about the field, the caterer, tables and linens, chairs. Just so much Ellen. Any information you can get me would be wonderful Ellen." Ellen laughed because it was just what she expected from Kurt.

"Kurt, why don't you and Blaine come to Boston as soon as football season is over and we can do some real damage planning your wedding. I'll start to look up those things for you and will bring it when we come to the next game."

Kurt jumped to envelope Ellen in a big hug. "I would love that. Thank you so much."

Ellen had tears in her eyes. "No, thank you Kurt for making me and Jack so happy. We are ecstatic that Blaine found you. You brought him such happiness." They looked at Blaine who was in conversation with Jack. It looked so serious. "Gentlemen, can we get some lunch so that we can get going soon?"

"Sure grandmother. Let's go."

Kurt returned to school on Monday after a week off and everyone was talking… About him and about Blaine. He hated that people were constantly staring and whispering. While he was at his locker alone, it felt like the entire school's eyes were upon him. It's funny how he hated that he was invisible while Karofsky tortured him, but now that everything has changed, he was there and everyone noticed him. Blaine wouldn't be fazed in the least by this, but Blaine was used to being center of attention. This was a bit unnerving for Kurt. In the end, he preferred to be nameless and faceless to these high school kids.

As soon as he closed his locker and turned around, he found himself face to face with Dave and Azimio standing in front of him. The deal was still in place, so Kurt wasn't really scared. Kurt's head and heart were at home anyway with Blaine. "What do you guys want?"

"How's Blaine?"

"He's doing better and with luck and no thinking or moving, he should be released Wednesday. At least, that's what we're hoping for." Azimio nodded solemnly.

"I want to say it again Kurt. I'm sorry for all the crap from before. I want to try to be friends."

"Friends? I don't think we could be friends Azimio, but it would be nice if we could at least be cordial. Friends maybe someday after we're gone from this place." Azimio nodded his understanding.

"I still want you to know that I hope Blaine gets better and not because of football. He's a good guy."

A small smile found its' way to Kurt's face. "Thank you. Both of you."

"No prob man." They turned and walked away.

"Kurt, dude, you're back." Puck put his arm around his shoulders. "How's our man?"

Kurt smirked. "Our man? I think you're on drugs Puck."

"Nah. You know what I mean. Is he getting better?"

Kurt sighed. "Yeah. Slowly but surely. I hope he's back to school on Thursday." Puck and Kurt headed off down the hall toward first period. It was going to be a long day without Blaine.

Blaine lay in bed still groggy, but mostly because he didn't know what else to do. It's not like he was allowed to do anything except for those two hours that the doctor allowed him. He was going to make the most of those two hours.

He glanced at his phone hoping that Kurt would text him since he went back to school, but Kurt was going to be a stickler on the rules. He wanted Blaine to get better and Blaine would do anything to make sure this happened quickly. He wanted them to get back to normal daily life. They had the contest for Glee coming up and he wasn't even allowed to play music.

Blaine decided to use his two hours today to work on a duet for him and Kurt. Showering, he was probably thinking too much, but he really wanted the right song for them to sing. Then it hit him and he knew what to sing. It was perfect for them. Maybe it was a little corny, but he was sure this would be the perfect song for them and no one else would pick this. It was that far off the beaten path. Blaine smiled as he stepped out of the shower carefully.

Blaine was so sure this was the right song as he quickly changed and let his curls go without brushing or gelling. He wanted to get to the loft to start learning the song. He glanced at the clock. It would be about 2 hours until Kurt got home from school. Kurt could never disagree with doing this song. Blaine knew he found the perfect song for them and he wanted to get it on recording in his keyboards so that he could play if for Kurt as soon as he got home. There was something else he wanted to do for Kurt and that was cook dinner, so the sooner he could get the track laid down, the sooner he could get dinner made.

Magically, Blaine was able to get it learned and recorded within an hour and half and he had chicken breast in the oven when Kurt stepped in the door. Kurt thought he must have been in the wrong place. Blaine wasn't capable of doing dinner and really he shouldn't be messing with dinner. Kurt was worried. "Blaine!"

"In the kitchen!"

"What are you doing?" Kurt stood with his hands on his hips. Blaine knew this look. He was not happy.

Blaine gave Kurt a very timid and innocent smile. "Cooking?"

"And how long have you been up and moving around?" Now he was tapping his foot. This was not going well. Kurt did not approve, just as he thought.

"Kurt, I couldn't just sit around for another day. I feel so much better." Blaine pleaded for forgiveness with his eyes.

Kurt was relentless. "How long Blaine?"

"Moving or thinking?"

"How long Blaine?"

"Well, since about noon? Maybe after."

"That's three and a half hours. Get to the couch right this second." Blaine stuck out is lower lip and pouted. "Not going to work Anderson. Get on the couch and lay down right now!" He pointed to the couch and Blaine could do nothing but obey. "Lay down, right now."

Kurt was pretty angry because he didn't want Blaine hurt any more than he was right now. He was eager to get back to normal life where they went to school together. "I'm sorry Baby!"

"I'm not listening. Lay down and close your eyes until I'm done with dinner." Kurt was surprised. Dinner was almost done and Blaine did a good job. He glanced at the table and Blaine had already set it with candles and everything. Kurt felt a wave of guilt pass over him as he realized how important this must have been to Blaine to use some of his two hours to do this. He walked over to Blaine on the couch. "I love you Blaine… and what you did. It's perfect." Kurt had tears in his eyes as he kissed Blaine. Blaine's eyes opened and as soon as he saw the tears, he pulled Kurt to him hugging tightly.

"I just miss you."

"I'm always here Blaine."

"I miss being in the land of the living. I never thought I would miss school, but I do. I miss it a lot. I miss having a life and reading and playing music and even football." Blaine was the one with tears now.

"Oh Blaine. Soon Sweetie. We go to the doctor's the day after tomorrow and if you still feel good, I'm sure you'll get released for more. I just don't want to take any chances with you." Kurt wiped the tears away kissing Blaine on the lips gently. "I couldn't bear to have you hurt. Just please, take it easy." He kissed him once on the nose.

"Okay. I promise. But I have something to show you after dinner."

"What is it?"

"It's not really to show you, it's more for you to listen to."

"Okay." Kurt lifted Blaine to a sitting position slowly. "Let's eat our romantic perfect dinner then I'll listen."

Kurt lit the candles and pulled out Blaine's chair. "Kurt, I'm not crippled. I had a concussion."

"I know. I just want you to rest as much as you can before the doctor visit. You need to get better."

Blaine smiled. "Do you like dinner?"

"It's perfect, like you." Kurt winked. "Eat. I have homework to do and I want to go to sleep early tonight. I'm so tired from my first day back at school."

Blaine took Kurt's hand as they ascended the stairs to the loft. Kurt had his bag on his shoulder because he didn't want to have to come back downstairs after whatever it was that Blaine was going to show him. He dumped it in the bedroom and realized Blaine went to the loft where the music was. "So you decided to do music today?"

Blaine just smiled as he messed with his keyboard. "I picked a song that I thought we would sound good singing." Kurt just watched. "For the competition? Do you want to hear it?"

"Wait. Do I know it?"

"Yes. Most definitely."

"Do I like it?"

"You did. I think. It's really perfect for us."

"Is it a true duet?"

"yes. You get to be the female part."

"But of course. Who else would be suited for that part?" Blaine just smiled as he made some adjustments with his headphones on.

"Okay, ready?"

"Yes. Let's hear it."

"Tell me if you hate it? I just really want you to like it." Blaine was pleading with his eyes. Kurt knew he must have put thought into the song to want him to like it so much.

"If you picked it, I'll love it because I love you." Kurt paused before it played. "Do I know the words?"

Blaine smiled brightly and nodded. "Yes." He hit play. Kurt smiled because he knew it from the first note.

Kurt:

Take my hand, take a breath
Pull me close and take one step
Keep your eyes locked on mine
And let the music be your guide

Blaine:

Won't you promise me?

Kurt:

Now won't you promise me?
That you'll never forget

Blaine:

We'll keep dancing

Kurt:

To keep dancing

Blaine:

Wherever we go nextBoth:

It's like catching lightening, the chances of finding
Someone like you
It's one in a million, the chances of feeling
The way we doAnd with every step together
We just keep on getting better

Kurt:

So can I have this dance?

Blaine:

Can I have this dance?

Both:

Can I have this dance?Blaine:

Take my hand, I'll take the lead
And every turn will be safe with me
Don't be afraid, afraid to fall
You know I'll catch you through it all
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Blaine:

And you can't keep us apart

Kurt:

Even a thousand miles can't keep us apart

Blaine:

'Cause my heart is wherever you areBoth:

It's like catching lightening, the chances of finding
Someone like you
It's one in a million, the chances of feeling
The way we do

And with every step together
We just keep on getting better

Kurt:

So can I have this dance?

Blaine:

Can I have this dance?

Both:

Can I have this dance?Kurt:

Oh, no mountain's too high and no ocean's too wide

Both:

'Cause together or not, our dance won't stop
Let it rain, let it pour, what we have is worth fighting for
You know I believe that we were meant to be! Oh!It's like catching lightening, the chances of finding
Someone like you
It's one in a million, the chances of feeling
The way we doAnd with every step together
We just keep on getting better

Kurt:

So can I have this dance?

Blaine:

Can I have this dance?

Both:

Can I have this dance?
Can I have this dance?
Can I have this dance?

Kurt had the biggest smile on his face. "It's perfect Blaine. What made you even think of that song. It's almost corny, but it is perfect for us."

"I don't know. I thought about us and senior year and beginnings and ends. Then I remembered High School Musical 3 and they graduate and how innocent and perfect it would be to use something from there."

Kurt took Blaine's hands in his. "I can't wait to sing this with you." Kurt leaned in for a kiss. This one was a not so gentle kiss. "Now, my future husband. Let's get you in bed. Two more days Super Hobbit. You need to rest so that you can accompany me to my boring classes."

"Okay. I would gladly walk on your arm every day until I die. I would walk to the ends of the earth if It meant that I could spend eternity with you, because eternity isn't even enough with you."

Kurt's heart must have burst in his chest. "God Blaine. I love you so much. Now lie down and sleep. You need to rest your brain. You've already overdone it for today. I hope you're not going to pay for it tomorrow. I'll stay up here with you while you rest. I have homework to do anyway."

Blaine obeyed because, frankly, he was getting pretty tired. He did more today than he had done in a week. He drifted to sleep with the scent of Kurt around him, breathing in the relaxing sweet smell that he knew he would never tire of.

"Hi Catherine. Blaine's sleeping." Kurt answered his phone. "He's going back to the doctor on Wednesday to see if he's released for school."

"We're really busy this week, so we won't be able to come into Lima on Friday. He probably won't play anyway."

"No, that's fine Catherine. I don't want him to play, but you know Blaine. If he gets released, I have no doubt that he'll be on that field. I'll want to kill him, but I can't control his drive." Kurt giggled because Catherine was laughing on the other end of the phone.

"You know Kurt, you've been the closest to ever calming him down. I'm really glad it's you, Kurt. I don't know if we've ever really said it, but know that JR and I both think you are a perfect match for our son. We wouldn't have wanted him to do all of this so early in life. There's so much life to live, but sometimes life throws the curveballs and it did. I truly believe that you're it for him, forever and I can't wait to see your futures."

"Thank you Catherine. I love the support you give us. It means a lot to me."

"Okay, when my son wakes up, tell him to take care of himself and that we love him."

"I will."

Wednesday afternoon came painstakingly slow and they were finally at the doctors office. "Dr. Cameron, I'm dying. I can't stand to stay home one more day. I need to be in the land of the living." Kurt just sat next to Blaine and held his hand while Blaine's dramatic side took over him. Kurt smiled slightly, trying to hold in the laughter that was about to burst out, because the look on Dr. Cameron's face matched his. Blaine was becoming the drama queen.

"Blaine, you are quite the student of drama, arent' you."

"No, I really feel like a pent up dog. I haven't seen anyone but Kurt and I'm so bored I can stand to even be at home for one more day."

"No headaches?"

"Nope."

"Dizzy spells?"

"Nope."

"Nausea? Disorientation? Sleepiness?"

"None Dr. Cameron. I feel back to normal."

"Kurt? Do you have anything to share?" Dr. Cameron addressed Kurt as being the responsible one.

"No, sir. He seems to be doing well. I've been getting home from school to find him cheating on the two hour limit you gave him. Seems like the real Blaine is back."

"So you agree with all of his answers?"

"Yes, sir."

"Then I see no reason why you can't be released. No football this week. If you feel up to it next week you can return to practice, but no hits to the head. Get the special helmet. No playing at all unless you have the helmet." Dr. Cameron wrote a note in his chart and turned to leave. "Blaine take care of yourself and remember, any of those sysmptoms, you need to come back here to see me."

"Yes. I will." Blaine looked like he got his favorite toy for Christmas. "I can go back tomorrow!"

"Okay, Baby. Let' go get that note allowing you to go back to school."

Kurt took Blaine's hand as they headed out to the car. "So I am released for normal activity." Blaine winked and ran his thumb over Kurt's knuckles. They had been cautious since Friday night. They had not made love once since Friday night out of Kurt's fear that Blaine would be hurt. Kurt have given Blaine a blow job and he let Blaine give him a hand job, but it was off limits. Blaine was sexually frustrated and planned to make a night of it.

"Normal activity Blaine." Kurt gave him a knowing look.

"Are you becoming a prude on me?" Blaine waited for an answer.

"No, I want you pretty much every minute of every day." Kurt smiled because he really did want this. He wanted it really bad. Truthfully, he was afraid of getting sore from all the sex that he wanted to have when Blaine was in the clear. They've had minimal sex for 2 weeks now and he was imagining the pain of his ass after such a long break. "Will you go easy on me? It's been a while."

"Oh. Baby, you know I would never hurt you. I will be really gentle if that's what you need." Blaine leaned Kurt against the car door and pressed his body into him. "But, I really, really, really want you. You've been depriving me long enough my future husband. I don't really care how, but I just need to fuck you. I need my cock inside your tight hot ass. I need you wanting me. Soooo.. I'll be gentle on you if you really need that."

Kurt's mouth dropped open and his breath was stolen for a moment as his cock hardened at the visual Blaine just created. "Fuck that. I want you Blaine. Hard, soft, rough, gentle. I just want you." He opened the door and pushed Blaine in the car and ran

His eyes darkened. "I'm going to make us some salads for dinner and then, I'm going to fuck you over the arm of the sofa. Then I might fuck you in the shower too and if I still haven't had enough, I'll ask you to ride me into the mattress until I can't think anymore."

Kurt's whimpered trying to control himself. "God Blaine, get home. I don't even need food, I just need you to fuck me."

"Shit Kurt. If I had known that that would be all it would take to get you hot and bothered, I would have said that stuff to you days ago."

Blaine kept his promise as Kurt was bent over the arm of the couch in the living room. All you could hear was the slapping of damp flesh against Kurt's ass as he moaned loudly. "Blaine, you are so fucking hot. Fuck me harder."

"I don't want you to hurt."

"Fuck the pain. I deserve it for letting us go without this for days."

"Aaahhh. Right there, Blaine! Again! Again! Harder! Harder, faster!" Kurt was yelling at Blaine and the feel of Kurt's tight hole sucking his cock in. It was like his ass was saying that his cock belonged there and nowhere else. Kurt clenched down hard when Blaine hit his prostate hard knocking the air out of his lungs.

Blaine was moving quickly in and out. He could barely comprehend how close they both were to the end. Kurt's hips were pressed hard against the couch and thanks to the towel he grabbed when he dragged Blaine through the laundry room and stripped him, the couch would be saved from spoil. Kurt was grinding his hips into the sofa with each thrust. Blaine felt so good pounding into him. "Kurt, you are fucking hot." Blaine ran his hands down Kurt's spine causing his already overly sensitive skin to tingle. Kurt started to whine. He wanted to feel Blaine's touch. He needed Blaine's touch on his skin. He wanted the ache in his ass. He wanted to remember that Blaine was his and he was Blaine's forever.

"Oh God Blaine! I fucking love you, I fucking love your cock. Fuck me!" Kurt squeezed his eyes shut, he was feeling light headed from all the sensation. He couldn't handle it any longer. A tear fell from his eye. He was so happy right here under Blaine's spell. He came with thoughts of only Blaine on his mind and in seconds he felt Blaine spilling inside of him.

Blaine collapsed on Kurt. His breath on Kurt's ear as he sighed is satisfaction into Kurt's ear. "I love you so much Kurt." He kissed just under his ear. "Are you okay? I know you're going to be sore. I'm sorry that I pounded you kind of hard, but when you get so hot like that and you start yelling at me, I just do whatever you ask. It's like I have no control."

Kurt turned to face him. With a sweet and innocent smile. "Ready for the shower?"

Blaine actually groaned. "You're going to be the death of me."

"You don't want to?" Kurt knew Blaine better than that.

"I don't think I can move right now. In fact, I think my cock is still in your ass. I have a feeling that I may never be able to move."

"You'll move. If you want this ass, you'll follow me."

Blaine kept his promise and fucked Kurt in the shower and it was after midnight when Kurt woke Blaine up and was riding Blaine into the mattress. It was late when Kurt collapsed spread eagle on top of Blaine falling asleep to the steady breathing of his lover. The contentment of their lovemaking calming their souls.

"Ughh! What is that incessant beeping?" Kurt groaned at the interruption of his blissful sleep.

"Alarm clock Baby." Blaine reached an arm out to hit the snooze button.

Kurt's whining began immediately. "I don't want to go to school."

"But, it's my first day back. You have to come with me." Kurt was still lying on top of Blaine.

"Okay." Kurt looked around stunned. "Did I actually sleep like this? I can't believe I slept like this."

"You did and it was nice. I had a nice soft Kurt blanket." Blaine wrapped his arms around Kurt holding him tight where they kissed softly and tiredly.

Beep...Beep…Beep

"Okay. I guess we need to get up." Kurt went to push off of Blaine. "OOOhhhhh. SSSsssss" The heat flared up Kurt's ass. "I don't think I can walk Blaine." A tear dripped from his eye.

Concern flashed across Blaine's face. He caressed the side of Kurt's face while wiping away the tear. "I knew I was too rough. What can I do?"

"Nothing." He gingerly sat up feeling the pain searing all the way up his back and down his thighs. Kurt tried to control his reactions because he didn't want to make Blaine feel guilty. "I just need to start moving." Kurt moved to stand as he gasped in pain and swallowed a tear down. The pain was great.

"Stop Kurt. Stop moving." Blaine held Kurt close to stop him. "I can't stand to see you like this. Come here. Lie down." Kurt laid down and Blaine grabbed some lube to massage Kurt's hole. He loved the feel of Kurt's puckered entrance. Kurt winced and hissed, but Blaine continued. He knew Kurt had to relax for this to help at all. Blaine lay next to Kurt stroking his hair with his free hand and kissing him softly on the cheek "Shhh. Relax Baby." Blaine continued to just rub circles around his hole loosening the muscles.

"Feels good Blaine."

"I'm sorry."

"Not your fault."

"Yes it is. I knew better than to do that." He felt Kurt start to relax. The pain went from searing to dull. Then he heard Kurt sigh. Blaine rolled Kurt back over and kissed him. "be right back."

Kurt heard the tub filling with water. "Blaine there's no time for that."

"Sure there is, we can skip coffee this morning. This is far more important than injecting ourselves with Caffiene."

They managed to get to McKinley with some time to spare. As soon as Blaine walked in the door, people started stopping him to ask him how he was doing. People Blaine didn't know were walking right up to him to talk. Kurt stood there next to Blaine, but he thought he must be invisible because not one person said hello to him or even acknowledged his presence. They remained in the hall with Blaine talking to everyone and smiling. Kurt thought to himself. Blaine seemed to be happier and Kurt was not going to take away his fun and excitement. This was the first time he had some type of popularity in public school and Blaine was a natural charmer.

By the end of the day, Blaine had everyone eating out of his hand. He was suddenly the star of the show and Kurt was a mere mortal.