Chapter 4

"Granddad, Hi." Blaine said into his phone. "Yeah, thank you so much. We're having the best time. Honeymoon of a lifetime." Blaine winked at Kurt. "We have been busy. Not just that. Of course not just that." Blaine blushed and Kurt guessed what that was about. Parents, or rather, grandparents these days just seemed to not understand that we don't share that kind of information. "I'll tell him. I love you too. We will. As soon as we get home."

"Did he ask if we were doing things other than sex?"

"Believe it or not, yes. He asked if they needed to replace the mattress." Blaine laughed at that because it was kind of funny. Kurt just blushed.

"At least they don't have to. So what do you want to do today?" He needed to change the subject after that. They were in Paris a week now and they ate out, shopped, went to a fashion show and explored the city. "I can't believe our trip is almost over." Kurt said sadly.

"Kurt, we still have nine days." Blaine said ecstatically. "We are going to Disneyland."

"What a great idea." Kurt didn't even think about that as an option.

"I know. This is really the last big thing that we're doing besides going back to the Louvre to really see it. The last time, we really didn't get to see it."

"I'd really like that. It's not like you get to the Louvre many times in your life. It would be nice to say that I got to see the Mona Lisa and that one painting that Tom Hanks ruined in the Da Vinci code." Kurt could always make Blaine laugh.

"Yes. It wouldn't be a trip without that. But, I thought we could do Disney tomorrow and today see if we can find an artist at Montmartre by the Sacre Coeur that could paint us or sketch us together. Wouldn't that be nice to have?"

"Blaine, I would love that." Kurt was so fond of how romantic Blaine could be. He was the best guy in the whole wide world and he was his. "I like sketches best, but anything would be awesome."

"There are all kinds of things that we can do around there. We can wander the day in that area and come back home for dinner."

"And we can make love again, but this time on the terrace." Kurt wanted to do that. He'd thought about it a lot before the wedding. It was about as daring as Kurt felt they could do without getting in trouble.

"Of course, as long as it's after dark." Blaine had special thoughts about that. "So that's the plan today?"

"Yes, I like it. It'll be nice and low key so that we aren't too tired out for Disney tomorrow." Kurt knew how much Blaine loved Disney movies. He was a kid at heart, always singing Disney songs for him or just humming them while he studied. Kurt often caught him smiling when he hummed along with them.

"I love Disney." Blaine smiled like a little kid.

"I know you do sweetheart." Kurt nodded knowingly.

"How do we even pick someone to paint or draw us?" Kurt asked wandered around. There were tons of artists at Montmartre. It was a haven for artists. "And how do we know if we can trust them?"

"We just need to walk around and check out the artists and see if we can find someone we like." Blaine said like it was the simplest thing to figure out. "Come on." He took Kurt's hand.

They weaved through the myriad of artists. It seemed like it was the simplest of things. There were people sketching and people painting pictures of the Sacre Coeur or people sitting for portraits. It was commonplace to see this. Kurt saw a nice looking man about their age sketching off to the side. He left Blaine where he was looking at some artists work that he liked. This artist was smiling as he sketched the little bits of the road and the scattered artist until you could see the dome of the church. Kurt seemed to take an interest because of the detail that this artist had. He shaded and drew, shaded and drew but worked swiftly to finish his piece. Kurt didn't even know if this young artist could speak English so he just said. "Very Good." Most people understood that simple phrase.

What shocked Kurt was the response he received. "I'm not satisfied with the section right here because that guy keeps moving and turning his face away from me." He pointed to the place on his sketch. "I'm not great at remembering features quickly. I usually need to see them close up."

"Oh, you're American." Kurt looked surprised. "You're very good."

"Thank you. I'm great at sketching." He turned back to his easel. "Not so good at other things." He stuck his tongue out a little as he tried to get the angle just right. His work was remarkable for his age.

Kurt started to really look at what he was trying to accomplish. "There's a little thing right there."

The man stood back and stared. "You're right. Good eye. Uhh..."

"Kurt. My name is Kurt." Kurt held his hand out to shake.

"I'm Mike." He wiped his hands off and shook the hand that was offered to him. "So where are you from?"

"I'm from Ohio, but I'm moving to New York City when I go back." Kurt glanced up at the blue eyes that stared back at him. "I'm going to college there."

"Oh. That's where I go to school too." Mike said. "I'm here for a few weeks this summer. Kind of an exploration thing. I thought now was as good a time as any."

"Oh. Me too." Kurt smiled. Mike was a bit charming.

"I go to Columbia. How about you?" Mike seemed interested.

"I'll be a first year at Parson's."

Mike whistled. "You must be good." Parson's name was big everywhere.

"You're pretty good." Oh my God. Kurt hoped he didn't sound like he was flirting. "He was being nice. After all, this is someone that Blaine could be friends with or both of them could be when they move to New York.

"This is just a hobby. I'm pre law at Columbia. Gotta pay the bills and all that, you know." Mike finished his sketch and set it aside with a few different scenes that he had sketched. "I do pretty well with the tourists here."

"Like I said. You're pretty good."

Mike laughed. "So, what brings you here?"

Kurt saw Blaine approach. "I'm on my honeymoon."

"Aren't you kind of young?" He seemed skeptical.

"Some people think so, but we're really very happy."

"Who's the lucky gal?" Mike was serious.

"You mean the lucky guy?" Kurt looked up to see that Blaine had made his way there.

"Oh. You're gay." Mike said with a laugh.

"Yeah and this is my husband, Blaine." Blaine walked up with his standard formal smile and handshake. "Blaine this is Mike. He's pre law at Columbia."

"Wow. That's where I'm going. I plan on going to law school too. My parents are lawyers among other things." Blaine didn't want to drop names.

"What law firm are they lawyers for?" Mike asked crossing his arms and sitting back like he was intent on having a long conversation with him.

"Actually themselves. My Grandfather is an international lawyer and my parents are lawyers in Ohio and New York, but they can take cases in other states too. They like to do civil rights cases now a days." He didn't want to give their names like he was bragging. His family was very well known and probably studied in case law when they got to it.

Then Mike spoke. "I read about this lawyer that was big in civil rights. He had a huge case in Texas recently. We studied the case files and the court case as it went along." Mike was excited as he talked about it.

"Yeah. I know about that one too." Blaine nodded his head. He'd heard his parents talking about it. "I'm Blaine Hummel - Anderson."

"That was their name. Anderson!" Mike jumped out of his seat. "You're an Anderson? I admire your parents and grandparents. We sometimes talk about the cases they defended. They are legend."

Blaine laughed. He didn't buy the whole legend, but they were damn good. "They do well."

"So much of what they do is for gay rights which is something that I support. I can see yours too." He was really adamant about it.

"Are you gay?" Kurt asked disbelieving. He didn't seem gay.

"Me? No, but I'm for civil rights. I'm about tolerance and equal rights for all." Mike seemed really nice. "So, Blaine, you're going to follow in the family footsteps?"

"I think that's my plan, but I plan on doing what's right for both of us. If Kurt gets a job here in Paris, we might come here after we graduate. We love it here." Blaine took Kurt's hand.

"I love it here too. This is only my second time, but it's different world here." Mike seemed very free about everything.

Kurt felt comfortable around him since he was for civil rights and gay rights it seems. "I really like your work, would you sketch us? I want it for our wall at home."

"Yeah. What type of pose?" Blaine faced Kurt as they looked at each other and tipped their foreheads together staring into each other's eyes. He whispered something to Kurt. "Um.. that's nice right there as you are right now." Kurt's face was tilted down a little with head tilted away from Blaine so that access was provided to his ear. He was smiling. Blaine's lips were so close to his ear as his nose met Kurt's head on the side. It was very romantic.

"Really?" Kurt wasn't sure since they weren't looking at Mike at all.

"Trust me on this one. Just kind of do that again and hold it." Mike started sketching and glancing, sketching and glancing while Blaine and Kurt tried to keep still.

It was fine until Blaine started tickling Kurt with his growing beard. His chin scraped at Kurt's jawline causing Kurt to laugh. "You're doing that on purpose, Blaine." Kurt brought his hand to Blaine's other cheek and caressed it gently.

"Oops. I'm sorry. I forgot that you needed us still." He looked at Mike.

"No that's actually fine. You can move when necessary. I think I've got your faces roughed in so you guys could move a little."

"Thank you." Kurt responded.

"In fact, in a little bit, when I get the shading just right, you can probably go walk around while I finish it off." Mike seemed pretty confident and Kurt was happy with his choice of people to do this.

Blaine kissed Kurt gently on the temple. "I love you, Kurt."

Kurt giggled at the rough chin. "You're tickling me. You need to stop Blaine. Oh yeah, I love you too." He moved his head back and forth a little reveling in the feel of his beard.

Mike smiled as he watched the exchange. "You guys are really cute together. You seem really happy. How long have you been together?"

Blaine was first to respond. It was like a game to him. "A year and a half, but I knew I wanted to marry Kurt from the moment I saw him."

"That was after he serenaded another guy on Valentine's Day."

Blaine groaned. "You're never going to let me forget that, are you?"

"Never. It's the one thing I have on you forever and ever." Kurt snickered.

"I envy you guys. You seem happy. Every girlfriend I've ever had gives me such a hard time about everything from my clothes to what time I have to be home after I've been out with friends. You guys appear to really have it together."

"Blaine is my best friend. He was my best friend before he was my husband, so it's very natural for us. I also think that fact that we're two men helps the whole situation. Girls are so catty and moody." Kurt responded.

"And you're not?" Blaine threw in before kissing his head. "By the way Mike, I know what you mean about the clothes and stuff." He nodded toward Kurt knowing that Mike would get what he was hinting at.

"I will not hesitate to hit you in public Anderson." Kurt threw playfully.

"That's Hummel - Anderson and if you can't even get that right, then you have no right to swing at me." Blaine got him.

Kurt pretend pouted. "Fine." They were so happy and could remain playful with each other.

Mike continued to sketch, admiring their freedom to be themselves and happy. He was a bit jealous over their relationship. It was beautiful. It made him think about happiness in a relationship and how nice it would be to find what they had. "Okay, I think you guys can wander if you'd like. Or you can hang out and talk while I finish this up."

They just sat holding hands. "So what year are you at Columbia?" Kurt decided to chat.

"I'll be a 2nd year. I'm majoring in Political Science." He was working between different pencils and a cloth. "What about you, Kurt said you're at Columbia." He looked at Blaine a little while continuing to sketch.

"I'm majoring in comparative literature and society." Blaine responded and he waited for the response that he normally got when he told people that that was his major.

"Man, that sounds... Well it doesn't sound like fun. Why that major?" Mike asked like he really wanted to know.

"I love English and it's a good precursor to law. Society because I like to study people and government." Blaine shrugged as Kurt rolled his eyes. "Not really sure, but I want to go into politics."

"Blaine is a pretty dramatic guy. That's one thing we have in common."

"You're a drama queen. Not the same as dramatic, babe." Blaine and Mike both laughed. "Anyway, I'm looking forward to it. I'm actually taking a few 2nd year classes when school starts. I tested out of English, so I'm already in 2nd year toward my major."

"That's cool. Lucky for you."

Kurt cut in with a grand idea. "Do you want to get coffee with us?"

Mike smiled. "That would be cool."

"Well, it would be nice to get to know you since you and Blaine are at the same school. You guys might even see each other on campus."

"What are you going to do in New York, Kurt?" Mike asked as he shaded more.

"OH, I'm going to Parsons for fashion design."

"Great, so you'll be in the city too. Are you guys living off campus in an apartment or something?" He stopped waiting for an answer.

"Oh, we have a condo on Park. It's getting renovated right now." Blaine responded. "We needed a place, you know, since we're married. Living away from campus made more sense."

"So do rich parents." Mike said without implying any jealousy. "I come here to make money." He put his pencils down and wiped his hands with his towel. "Come here guys." He waved the m closer. "What do you think?"

Kurt ended up right next to Mike. "I knew it would look great." He turned to Blaine kissing him on the cheek. "It's perfect."

"And so I scored the most touchdowns this year with Kurt's brother as the quarterback." Blaine bragged.

"I did lacrosse where I came from."

"That's sounds like fun. We didn't have lacrosse." Blaine sipped away as they chatted about sports and games. When a two hours passed, Kurt and Blaine agreed that Mike was a new friend and they exchanged phone numbers. "So when do you head back to New York?"

"OH, well, I'm here another two weeks. Then I head back. He reached into his pocket and grabbed a business card. Here's my address and phone number." He started to stack the few things he brought with him.

"We're here for nine more days. Maybe we can get together again. It's nice to know someone at college before we head back." Blaine really like Mike. He was nice and easy to get along with. He and Kurt shared their artistic side.

"Yeah, we really should Mike. Maybe you want to come to our place for dinner the day after tomorrow?" Kurt suggested. "I'll cook and you guys can hang out. We can eat on the terrace and then maybe go out for some dancing."

Mike smiled. "That would be nice."

Kurt felt like he might be overstepping. "I'm sorry. Unless you don't feel comfortable."

"What do you mean?" He brow furrowed in question.

"You know. Hanging out with a gay couple. People might start to think-"

"Kurt, stop right there. I don't care that you guys are gay and I don't really care what other people think. You guys are fun to hang out with. I would love to come for dinner." Mike was truly happy to meet them.