Chapter 38 - Oil Soothes the Soul

Blaine and Kurt were lying side by side on the massage tables.  "Blaine.. Blaine..  this is like being in heaven.  What made you think of doing this?"

"I thought about how achy my body has been from football and how nice it would be to have a massage."  The eucalyptus oil they were rubbing into Blaine sore body was soothing.

"Thank you. Thank You.  Thank you.  What is that wonderful smell.  It reminds me of the wilderness.  It's so calming."  Kurt sighed.

"It's a eucalyptus lavender oil.  It's very calming."  The massage therapist answered and then asked them to roll over as they continued to massage their chests, shoulders and then thighs.  Two more people got started on the facials.  Cassie was bent over Kurt admiring his skin.  "You have a beautiful complexion.  Your skin is in wonderful shape.  Sal, come here.  You rarely see a man with a perfect complexion.  His pores are almost invisible."

Blaine snickered from his table.  "Hey Anderson.  I've told you so many times that you need to take care of your face.  I know you love it when I take care of your face for you.  I wish you would let me, Babe."

"What products do you use on your face?"  Cassie questioned as she massaged Kurt's forehead gently. 

"I use mostly Clinique for me, but I love Kiehl's and Murad too."  Kurt added, "Blaine would have great skin too if he let me take care of it.  He has such great skin color, I just wish he would let me use a tanning lotion on him all the time."

Sal was already working on him.  "You do have very nice coloring Mr. Anderson."

"Kurt, I don't moisturize, remember?"

"Honey, you need to.  Now be quiet and let Sal fix your face and skin."

"I thought you loved my face."

"Oh, I do, but you need to take care of your skin or one day everyone is going to think that I'm married to a man twice my age."

Blaine humphed.  "Fine.  Fix me Sal."  Within a few minutes, Blaine was sighing.  "Well, that feels so good.  Kurt, baby, if you did this, I would let you give me a facial every day."  Kurt just giggled as cucumbers were placed on his eyes and a soft cloth draped over his now prepared face. 

Blaine and Kurt completely enjoyed the pampering and before they knew it, it was time to go home.  They were sitting in chairs on the screened in porch just holding hands and talking.  "We need to start working on the song we want to sing for Sectionals.  What do you think we should do?"

"I don't know.  I think something slower is better for us.  That way you won't have to do the silly dancing moves that you do."

Kurt was offended even though he knew he wasn't a good dancer.  "I thought you liked my moves."

"Oh, I do.  Those moves should be only for me."  Blaine squeezed Kurt's hand tighter.  "I wish we had a place like this to visit whenever we wanted to."

"You have the money to do it."

"I know my parents do, but I personally don't have it."  Blaine looked at Kurt wondering where that came from.  They never talked about his parents money or the fact that Blaine was filthy rich.  "You seem a little annoyed, Babe."

"Well, I didn't realize how rich you were until the trip."  They never really discussed in detail why Blaine never said anything.  "Why didn't you tell me?"

"I wanted you to love me for who I was, not because I had money."

Kurt looked like he was going to cry.  "You really thought I would do something like that?"

"No.  I really didn't."  Blaine reached up to caress Kurt's arm.  "Especially, after I really got to know you.  I knew you would never do that."

"I like that you have money Blaine, but I think that maybe I should start contributing to our living situation and to the wedding."

"Kurt, no.  I can take care of you."

"I'm not a girl that needs to be taken care of."

Blaine remained calm and thoughtful.  "I know you're not a girl, Kurt.  I'm pretty sure I had your dick in my mouth and sucked on it.  In fact, I've done it hundreds of times."  He tried to lighten up the conversation and smiled questioningly at Kurt hoping this could be dropped.

"I just feel like it's so one-sided lately."

"It's not.  My parents and grandparents have the money.  We don't take it for granted and we hang out with them when they visit.  You need to think of it in the way that they want to take care of the people that mean the most to them.  You and I fall into that category."  Blaine paused to collect his thoughts and explain it properly.  "When you grow up like I did, you spend a lot of time seeing the rich brats that spend money like it's water and never learn what it's like to work hard for something because it's always been so accessible.  You never ask me to buy you things or to pay for things.  Just the fact that you worry about it makes me love you more because of how good and honest you are."

"But you still buy me stuff."

"You never ask for it.  I do it because you're not selfish.  I do it because I love you.  I do it because you're worth every last penny I have Kurt.  You deserve to be treated well because it's so clear that you appreciate everything I do for you.  Everything.  Do you understand?"

"I guess."

"Think of it this way.  My grandparents and parents want this extravagant wedding.  It's not really our choice to do it.  If it were me, I would be happy taking you to Paris or wherever and get married just us.  I don't care who's there or where we do it, I just want to be married to you."

"I fall more and more in love with you every day.  I didn't think it was even possible, but it is."  Kurt's eyes were filled with tears of love.  The man he was in love with professed his love for him.  He felt so much for Blaine, more than he thought he could ever feel.

They both sighed as they looked out over a small lake and the trees, just taking in the peace of the afternoon.  "Sirs?"  John appeared in the doorway.  "Sorry to bother you both, but I knocked and no one answered.  I hope it's okay that I just came in?"

Blaine stood first.  "Certainly John.  We're ready.  We were just relaxing and talking, but we're ready to go."

"I'll just get your luggage in the car and I'll wait outside for you."  John left without another word.

They stood just looking at each other holding hands.  "Best trip ever."  Kurt smiled.

"Best? Really.  I guess I need to show you a better time if you think this was the best.  What about New York?  Or Europe?"

Kurt shied a little.  "I think every trip with you is the best, but I was just referring to last night."  He blushed light pink to his ears.

Blaine kissed him gently on the cheek and then each hand.  "Last night was epic."

"So, what are you planning on singing, now that you won the contest?"  Rachel was sassy as she sat herself down close to Kurt. 

Kurt chewed his salad. "hhlphd on."  He swallowed.  "You pick the most inopportune times to ask questions sometimes Rachel."  Blaine hadn't been paying attention at all.  He was talking football with the rest of the boys.  The season was coming to an end in a few weeks.  He tried to hear what they were talking about but couldn't figure it out.  "I think we are still in the midst of football.  I'll be glad when it's over."

Blaine caught the end of his sentence.  "When what's over?"

"Football."

Blaine's puppy dog eyes made themselves known.  "I'm having so much fun though.  We might make it to the playoffs too."

"Senior night is in two weeks.  Then if we make the playoffs I'll have a few more games."

"I want to start planning our wedding, Blaine.  We also need to start deciding what song we're going to sing for Sectionals.  I feel like we have dozens of decisions to make and it hangs in the balance of when football season ends."  Kurt was a little frustrated and Blaine knew he had to calm him immediately or he would go nuts.

"We'll talk about it tonight.  Plus, we're going to go to Boston for Thanksgiving.  We'll get a bunch of stuff done then.  I thought my grandma was sending you things?"

"She is.  As long as the cake tastes good, I already have it picked out."  Kurt had the biggest smile on his face.  "Do you want to see it?"

"I want to be surprised."  Blaine responded with a smile.  "I like surprises."

"Well, I would like to see it."  Rachel nudged Kurt.  "Surely you have a binder with wedding plans."

"Please..  You know how I am."  Kurt hunched over and got all excited and soon Rachel and Kurt were giggling about his plans.  Blaine loved to see Kurt all excited.  It made Kurt glow when he talked about it.  "I'll show you after school if you come over.  The binder is too big to bring with me."

"Let's do coffee after school and you can show me everything!"  Rachel became extremely high pitched and chatty.

Kurt squealed over it.  "Blaine, I'm going to meet Rachel after school for coffee and go over the things I already know.  This is your last chance to choose your cake."

"You pick."

"I already picked the wedding cake, but there is also a grooms cake."

Blaine was so confused.  "Aren't we both grooms."

Kurt rolled his eyes.  "Yeah, but on our wedding, I will be the center of attention."

Blaine shook his head.  "I like chocolate cake.  You can pick everything else related to the cake, Babe.  I just want you to have fun and be happy."  Kurt smiled because it was his forte.

"I promise it will be perfect, Blaine."

"Just like you."

"You guys make me sick.  Blaine, you make all dudes look bad."  Finn responded after listening to their conversation.

"Excuse me Finn?"  Kurt was pissed diva.  "Why does he make ‘dudes' look bad?"  Kurt held his fingers up making quotes in the air.

"Well, because he is just letting you do whatever you want."

"But, Finn, I'm a guy too."  Kurt locked his eyes on Finn and Finn actually looked scared.  "Well, just because you are kind of the more.. uh..  fashionable dude in the relationship.  H-h-he's kind of the guy dude."

"I'm going to pretend you didn't say that Finn."  Rachel reached for Kurt's hand.

"Finn.  That was kind of mean to say to Kurt.  You of all people."  Rachel took Kurt's side.  She had seen him at his lowest and knew that would be a blow to his ego.

Blaine wrapped his arm around Kurt and whispered in his ear.  "He didn't mean it that way, Kurt.  He loves you.  You know that."  Kurt knew he had to leave the room or he was going to cry in front of everyone.  He stood to leave and Blaine could see the tears he held back and the pain in his eyes.

"Kurt!  Wait!  I'm sorry, Kurt.  You know I love you, dude."  Finn realized the sting of what he said, but he truly didn't mean it as a bad thing.  Finn just never thought before he spoke and Kurt should have been used to that.  He caught Kurt and saw the tears in his eyes.  "Man.  I'm so sorry Kurt.  I didn't mean it like that."

Kurt sighed looking still dejected.  "It's okay Finn.  I'm too sensitive.  I know you didn't mean it like that.  It hurts though.  You need to know that when people say that they think of me as the .. You know, the girl, that it hurts my feelings.  It hurt's more when it comes from my brother."

Finn had the saddest look on his face because he just didn't think before he spoke.  "I really am sorry Kurt.  I love you, you know that.  You're an awesome brother and our family is sort of awesome."  Kurt nodded and Finn pulled him into a big hug.

"Okay.  I'm going to class."  Kurt smiled slightly. 

"We're okay?"

"yeah.  We're okay."

Blaine and Rachel walked over as soon as they saw the boys hug.  Blaine grabbed Kurt's hand.  "Are you okay?"

"Yeah.  I just hate when people think of me as the girl in the relationship.  There are other things too, but I don't really feel like talking about any of it right now."

"Later then?"

"Yeah."

They walked to class.  Blaine worried about what was bothering Kurt that he wanted to talk about later.  He was committed and would deal with dispelling any worries that Kurt had.  Kurt thought about things a lot and Blaine knew how much thought went into everything that Kurt did.  That was the passion that Blaine loved about him.  That was the passion that made him feel like he could take on the world ever day as long as Kurt was with him.

Rachel and Kurt met at the coffee shop and Kurt pulled out a binder that was 6 inches thick.

"Oh my God, Kurt.  What is all of this."

Kurt opened it and showed her every tab.  "I have cakes, colors, suits, food, decoration, invitations, limosines, wedding favors, bridesmaid dresses, groomsmen suits and last but not least, guest lists."  Kurt smiled because even though it looked like a big mess and like he was over the top, he just knew everything was going to be exactly how he wanted it.

He took a sip of coffee as Rachel paged through the book.  She got to the bridesmaid page and slightly gasped.  "That's my name.  There I am!"  Rachel was almost singing it.

"Of course it's your name.  Remember, I asked you already."

"I know, but this just makes it real Kurt."

Kurt was giddy with excitement.  He was bouncing in his chair.  "Yes it does.  So I made a little change.  I know you agreed to be my Maid of Honor, but I want to ask Puck to be my Best Man.  Blaine's already got Finn, but since I wanted 2 people I thought he could have Finn and Wes."  Then I have Mike, David, Nick and Jeff as his groomsmen."

"Why did you give Finn such a hard time if you are going to have all of these Bridesmaids?"  She noticed all the New Directions girls that were included in the wedding party.

"I don't know.  You know I love my girl time, but I just get sensitive you know?"  Kurt really couldn't explain it.  He knew he identified with the girls better, but just hearing Finn say it made him want to change it.  "But, I also can't leave Tina, Mercedes and even Quinn out of the group."

"What about Brittany and Santana?"

"The rest of New Directions are going to be doing things in the wedding too.  They are the only people that ever accepted me, so I want them to be part of my special day."

The next 2 weeks of school were so normal and non - exciting.  Everyone in Glee club attributed it to the excitement of Homecoming being over and now all they looked forward to was Sectionals.  The Glee guys that were on the football team looked forward to Senior Night and the possibility of getting into the state playoffs.  Kurt continued to plan the wedding and was on the phone nightly with Ellen getting a schedule together for Thanksgiving when they would be visiting Boston.

Everyone was going to Boston for Thanksgiving this year, including Rachel.  "You are in for  huge surprise when you see the family jet."

"I've seen some of your pictures Kurt.  It looks awesome."

"It's even more so when you are in it.  It's like a house in the sky."

They were in the Bleachers waiting for all the Senior Night festivities to start.  "Why didn't you walk with Blaine tonight."

"It's a night for parents to feel important that their child is graduating soon."

"Blaine should be getting word soon about Columbia, shouldn't he?"

"Yes.  The last date to apply for early admission is November 1st.  I'm a little nervous about getting in.  I think Blaine is a shoe in based on his visit in September.  I'm just worried that I won't get in anywhere."

"What'll you do?"

"I don't know."  Kurt didn't want to talk about it and thankfully he didn't have to because they started announcing some things for Senior Night. 

‘We are proud to recognize our Football Seniors tonight.  Join us in recognizing these fine athletes for their hard work on the field.  Number 54, Azimio Adams, escorted by his parents, Joe and Tasha Adams.'  The announcer continued on with Azimio's history with the team and school accomplishments.

Kurt leaned into Rachel.  "Blaine's next.  Where are his grandparents?"  Kurt glanced around to see them making their way over to them.  "Ellen, Jack.  Thank God you didn't miss them."

"It would've been alright Kurt.  It's not like we never get to see them."

"But, Jack, this is special.  He is a senior football player.  It's his last year."

"Well, Kurt, wasn't it his first year too?"

"Technically, no."  Kurt reminded Jack.  "He played as a freshman before going to Dalton."

Jack laughed.  "I guess you're right Kurt.  But still, I'm here so I get to see him."

‘Number 88, Blaine Anderson, escorted by his parents JR and Ellen Anderson.  Blaine Anderson is a first year McKinley player.  He is a wider received that leads the team in touchdowns and receptions.  Blaine plans to attend Columbia University and major in Comparative Literature and Society."

Rachel turned to Kurt with a weird look on her face.  It almost looked like she ate a bug. "Rach?  What's wrong?"

"Comparative Literature and Society?  Why?  Why?  It sounds pretty icky and boring."

Kurt just laughed while Jack responded to her.  "That was my major Rachel."  Ellen joined in the laughter because Rachel didn't even know how to respond.

"Oh.  So he's going to be a lawyer too?"

Kurt knew his plan was lawyer or politics.  "Maybe.  I think he's definitely interested in law,  especially equal rights.  He's a first amendment junkie.  He'll be great in law or politics or anything he wants to do."  Kurt had such belief in Blaine's ability.  Jack just beamed at the trust and faith that Kurt had in his grandson.

It seemed like this was taking forever.  Number 9, Finn Hudson, escorted by his parent's Burt and Carole Hummel.  Finn is a fourth year player and in his second year as the first string quarterback.  Finn had completed more passes for touchdowns this year than he has in the last 3 years put together.

Everyone clapped as they finished up the rest of the seniors.  JR and Catherine were walking up the steps with Burt and Carole.  "Hey Kurt.  I guess this is it?"  JR actually looked sad that football season was coming to an end.

"If they make the playoffs, there will be a few more weeks."  Kurt said with a little hope for JR.

Burt chimed in.  "Even if they make it, they'll have a tough time making it past the first round.  The team they have to play is from Dayton area.  It's that school that has had quite a few player move on to the NFL.  They're always a powerhouse."

"We have sectionals coming up and we still need to figure out a song that we're singing?"  He turned to Blaine's parents and grandparents.  "Did he tell you that we won the contest to be the feature for sectionals?"

JR looked confused.  "He didn't, but we've been busy.  It's possible that Catherine knew."  He looked to her, but she shook her head.  "So the two of you are singing together?

"Yeah.  Every competition we compete for who gets the feature song.  This time, we won, so we get to sing a duet as the feature song for sectionals competition."

"Is it safe to do that Kurt?"  JR looked worried, not mad or upset.  He really looked afraid.  "I mean, in this community you both have made a name for yourself and people actually know the two of you, but outside of here, there might be people that won't like it."

"It'll be okay.  We sang together last year and no one did anything.  I guess it's different among singing groups.  They tend to be the outcasts in schools like ours, so they tend to be more accepting."

Rachel had been listening the entire time.  "Also, many of the show choir people plan to go to Broadway like me.  If they plan on doing that, they'll have to deal with gay people all the time.  I hear half of Broadway is gay."  Rachel smiled proudly, like she has some special intelligence.

"Oh, I didn't know you planned on going into theater Rachel."  Burt laughed.  JR looked at Burt as Rachel set on her discussion about how talented she was and her dance lessons since the day she could walk.  She went on to talk about her vocal coaching and how Barbara Streisand was her idol.  She continued on as the game started and it seemed she would never stop. 

Burt leaned over to JR sometime during the first quarter.  "I guess I should have warned you about her.  This could go on for days."

Kurt sat there staring with glazed over eyes.  He hadn't even noticed that Blaine had just scored and he finally lost it.  "Oh my God Rachel, not everyone needs to hear your life story.  You could just say, I have aspirations to go to Broadway and leave it at that!."  Burt and Carole laughed. 

Rachel looked a little hurt being talked to like that.  It was Carole that lightened it up.  "Oh, Sweetheart.  We know that you're excited, but sometimes you need to give people time.  One story at a time might be easier."

"Thank you Carole."  Rachel looked up at the score board.  "When did they score?"

Burt responded, "Just now.  Finn passed to Blaine for a touchdown."

The rest of the game went on with the standard idle chatter.  Kurt talked with Catherine and Ellen about some of his decisions for the wedding and about when they came for Thanksgiving, how he decided what things he could get crossed off the list.  He was excited.

Finally in bed alone.  Kurt was just staring at Blaine and running his fingers through his damp curls.  Blaine closed his eyes just enjoying the tender fingers on him.  "You smell good."

Kurt just laughed.  "Thank you.  You look good."

"I look like a hobbit."

"I wish you wouldn't say that.  You are most definitely gorgeous. Girls love you."

Blaine tilted his head to Kurt's and captured his lips.  "I don't care about girls.  I care about your soft lips and how they should be attached to mine right at this moment." 

Kurt obliged kissing Blaine gently and giving in to Blaine's tongue as he deepened the kiss poking his tongue inside Kurt's mouth to taste the familiar taste of Kurt.  Blaine decidedly loved whatever made Kurt's mouth taste like it did.  He always had the hint of coffee and something that was just Kurt.  It was like Kurt's come.  Whatever it was that Kurt ate, must ooze out of him because his come was sweeter rather than more bitter.  As he thought about Kurt's come, he started to harden, but that was okay because Kurt had snaked his hand under the covers to Blaine's quickly hardening cock, caressing him.  God, Blaine was so glad they slept naked all the time, because that meant he could grab Kurt too.  That's what he did.  He reached down to stroke Kurt lovingly just as Kurt was doing for him.

Blaine whispered, "lube".  Kurt's touch disappeared as he leaned back to get it from the nightstand.

"What do you want Blaine?  I'll do anything."  Kurt whispered sweetly back to him.

"This is what I want.  I want to breathe you in and see your eyes on me when you come."

Kurt smiled gently and squeezed lube in the palm of his hand tossing it aside and reaching for Blaine's hand taking it in his and entwining their fingers together rubbing the lube gently between their palms.  "That's what I want too."  He released Blaine's hand and resumed stroking Blaine twisting his wrist as he reached the head.  Blaine followed Kurt's actions as they looked in each other's eyes.  The feel of Blaine's fist was gentle, sure and firm and as he rubbed the top of his head circling it with his thumb, Kurt let out a whimper as he kissed Blaine so lovingly and deeply breathing in his scent and everything that was Blaine.

"Kurt.  That's so perfect.  You know me so well."  Kurt let Blaine's cock go for a minute as he caressed his balls and ran his fingers from his hole over the perineum and back to his balls again.  "UUuuungh.  So close baby.  So close."

"Mm-me too."  Blaine watched Kurt fall apart as Blaine did the same thing to Kurt, but rubbed his finger circling over Kurt's hole.  He knew how sensitive Kurt was and his reaction was just as expected.  Kurt's breathing stuttered and his eyes shut. 

"Baby, open your eyes.  I want to see you when you come."  Blaine kissed his forehead and his neck.  Kurt opened his eyes though it was difficult with all the sensations.  He breathing sped up as he could see Blaine breathing heavier too.  The recognition of how close they were resonated in his mind and he, too, couldn't wait to see Blaine in that moment just before he comes. 

"Kurt.. Oh my God.. Kurt, I'm...  I'm coming!"  Blaine eyes widened slightly before he had to close them just for a split second.  They were bright and looked like he just saw something so beautiful. 

In that same second, Kurt was whining with every stroke that Blaine made.  He stroked and twisted his wrist and rubbed Kurt's head as he breathed heavily, clearly ready to come.  As Blaine screamed, he heard Kurt whine his name quietly.  "Blaaaaiine.  Oh God."  As he curled in toward Blaine trying to control how sensitive he was.  Blaine had only lost sight of Kurt for those first few seconds that his mind was blown away in space somewhere, but when he could train his eyes on Kurt again, he saw pools of blue, completely lust blown and shining brightly.  They were blank but Kurt was there in his blissful state.

"You're so beautiful when you come Kurt.  I never want to forget this.  I never want to forget how you let go and how much control and trust you give to me.  You let me make you feel good and there's no embarrassment to it.  Then you give me the gift of making me feel good too.  It's such a wonderful gift."  Blaine was teary eyed.  He was honest and laid his heart out for Kurt to grab in his hand and take as his own.

"We are a gift.  Our entire relationship is a beautiful, fantastic gift.  The fact that we can pleasure each other without feeling embarrassed or awkward.  We've given ourselves to each other completely and I always want that.  I never want to hide things from you."  Kurt looked away from Blaine, because he had been hiding something.

"What have you been thinking about?" 

"Well, let me get a washcloth first and I promise to talk to you about it."

Blaine looked frightened.  "Should I be worried?"

Kurt gave him that easy going smile.  "No, of course not."  Kurt returned with the washcloth in hand and wiped himself and Blaine and tried his best to clean off the sheets.  "Let's just sleep on top of the sheet, I'll grab another blanket."  When he returned with a fuzzy soft blanket for them to sleep under, he immediately nuzzled into Blaine's neck.  "I've been thinking about what it means to become an Anderson."

"What?"  Blaine was somewhat shocked.  He didn't expect it to be something like that. 

"You heard me."  Kurt pushed back so that he could look Blaine in the eyes to have this conversation.  He needed to learn to be adult about things.  "I've been thinking about what it means to become and Anderson.  John, you know, the limo driver?"

"Yes?  Did he say something?"  Blaine looked like he was about to get mad.

"Yes.  But, nothing bad.  He just made me think.  He talked about how he would do anything for any of the Anderson's.  He's very loyal and it seems like he really respects you and your family.  I just started to think that your name is very important."

It was like a light bulb went off in Blaine's head.  He knew where this was leading.  "Anderson is important, but each Anderson is responsible for creating their own life and their own importance."  Blaine paused.  "This is about our names right?"

"Yes.  It's about the name we take when we get married.  I don't want to stop being a Hummel and I don't think it's fair to me to stop making you be an Anderson.  Hummel-Anderson and Anderson-Hummel is so long, it might be ridiculous to keep both names, but I can't think of anything else that would acceptable."

"Let's put acceptable aside.  Anything we decide is what becomes acceptable.  No one else can tell us what's right for us. Okay?"

"Yeah.  I guess."

"So this is what's been on your mind for two weeks?"

"A bit."  He looked shyly at Blaine who wasn't convinced.  "Okay, so I've been thinking about it a lot.  I just don't want to disrespect your family or my dad.  I want to make everyone happy."

"Kurt, we only have to answer to each other.  It's what makes us happy, not everyone else."  He paused.  "The name doesn't make me, Kurt, I make my own name for myself and so do you."

"You're right, I guess."

"I know I am.  So what name did you have in mind before you started thinking about the Anderson name."

Kurt blushed a little and smiled as he thought it in his head before he said it out lout.  "I think I would like to be Anderson-Hummel.  I think I like to hear Kurt Anderson-Hummel.  It's just nice sounding.  Maybe because I've always been Hummel that hearing Anderson first really changes it for me.  How about you?"

"I think Anderson-Hummel sounds perfect."

Kurt sighed in relief.  "Thank you Blaine."

"No need to thank me, you decided and I was happy with it.  I would have told you if I didn't like it.  I think it sounds perfect.  Next time don't think about it for two weeks to discuss what's bothering you.  We can always talk to each other, right?"

"Right."  Kurt nodded and big weight lifted off his shoulders.

"We should probably sleep so we can go to Between the Sheets tomorrow and get music to try out. Okay?"

"Yes.  I love you, Blaine."

I love you too, Kurt Hummel."