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The New Directions all walked the halls of McKinley High. Everyone was staring at them. The group wasn't sure what to think. Artie was pulling the wagon with the Nationals trophy inside.

And then someone cheered, which led to everyone else cheering for the Glee club.

Kurt reached down and took Blaine's hand in his. "I love you."

Blaine turned to Kurt, he had never told him that at school before, they had both been too afraid, but he smiled at his boyfriend, "I love you too."

They all went to the choir room and Finn made a drum roll as Mr. Schuester unlocked the cabinet placing the winning trophy inside. They all cheered and leaned on one another.

"I suppose this is the last time we are ever going to be together like this," Rachel said as she sat in Finn's lap.

Blaine was leaning into Kurt, as they were both sitting in chairs, "I wouldn't say that," he said, "Besides we still have our anti-prom together."

"Yeah, but I think she has a point," Santana said.

Mr. Schuester smiled, "How about I take over then." They all gave a nod and he pulled his stool over to the front of the class while the students sat in the chairs. "Well I think Rachel is right, this the last time we are going to be together in this room as The New Directions we know them as right now."

"I have seen you all grow, even if you weren't part of the New Directions in the beginning," Mr. Schuester smiled at them, "You kids have been life the past few years and I couldn't have asked for a better family. I really love you kids."

The New Directions all stood up from their chairs and hugged their teacher. They were all crying tears of happiness as they held one another.

Later on that day, Kurt and Blaine were curled up together on Blaine's bed enjoying the quietness in the room. Kurt was lying on top of Blaine and hummed, "You know I don't think I could have asked for a better way to spend the end of my senior year."

Blaine smiled as he looked at Kurt, "Much better than last year?"

"Oh way better than last year," Kurt giggled as he pressed his face into Blaine's chest. He slid his arms around Blaine's middle, "Well I guess in a way it's good we hooked up last year, I mean then we wouldn't have probably either had the guts to say how we really feel."

"Are you saying you always liked me?" Blaine asked him.

Kurt sighed, "I suppose I did. I just was confused by the feelings because you were, well you. In a good way of course, I don't want you to get the wrong idea."

Blaine lifted an eyebrow, "Well I suppose you wouldn't. But I am happy to hear that I think."

"I mean it," Kurt smiled, "I just love you."

Blaine cupped Kurt's cheek, "I just love you too."

Kurt let out a giggle and shifted from his position so he was face to face with Blaine, "So I just realized something."

"What's that?" Blaine asked him.

"Well see, we have prom coming up and while we discussed it," Kurt said, "Neither one of us really asked the question."

"Oh," Blaine said thinking, "I guess you are right."

"Alright then," Kurt said with a smile, "Blaine Anderson would accompany me to prom?"

Blaine bit his bottom lip, "Well I will have to check my schedule first."

"Oh my god," Kurt said letting his body weight fall on Blaine.

"Oof," Blaine laughed and kissed Kurt. He pulled away, "Of course I will go with you."

"I knew it," Kurt smirked. "I also had a question for you." He pulled himself up and sat beside Blaine.

Blaine picked himself up and leaned on his arm facing towards Kurt, "Hey, what's wrong?"

"It's just that Nationals was a couple weeks earlier this year," Kurt explained, "And well you know we got together last year around then."

"Yeah," Blaine nodded and then he saw Kurt's mood change. He sat up and wrapped an arm around Kurt's middle, "What's wrong? You can tell me anything."

"Did you count the time we weren't together as us not being together?" Kurt asked him quickly, "Like did we hit the restart button?"

Blaine froze and then leaned on Kurt, "Hey, I said we weren't broken up and I still stand by that. You didn't think we were broken up did you? Because I told you we just needed the break."

"I know," Kurt said running a hand through his hair, "I just think about you and my head kind of gets all messy."

"You sound like I did when I was afraid to tell you how I feel," Blaine laughed.

Kurt hit his arm, "I'm being serious here, did we hit restart?"

"No," Blaine shook his head, "Well I mean I didn't, did you?"

"No, I didn't," Kurt shook his head, "So then I think we need to celebrate our one year anniversary."

"I would agree," Blaine said, "But as of right now neither of one of us have houses with no parental units around." Blaine's parents were home so they would be here for his graduation.

"I figured that," Kurt smiled, "So I may have booked us a hotel room for after prom to celebrate."

Blaine's eyes lit up, "You did?"

"Of course," Kurt said to him as he reached up fixing a piece of Blaine's hair, "I saved up all of my money from working at the shop with my dad. I want to treat you this weekend."

Blaine let his head fall to his shoulder, "You are amazing."

There was a knock at the door and Blaine said they could come in. It was his mom, "Hi kids. Just wondered if Kurt was going to stay for dinner tonight?"

"I can't," Kurt said with a sad voice, "I have some stuff to finish up at home."

Lucy smiled at the couple, "That's fine, just wanted to check. How is the prom planning going?"

"Good," Blaine smiled, "Kurt and I have our suits picked out. We are going for a masquerade. Santana liked the idea too which surprised me."

"I'm glad you are friends again," Lucy said to her, "Santana was always such a sweet girl."

Kurt tried to hide his laugh, but Blaine elbowed him in the stomach. "Right, she is great."

"Well I suppose you two were enjoying each other," Lucy said, "How is the apartment searching going?"

"It would be easier if Rach and Kurt would agree on the same things, but I think we have it narrowed down to a select few," Blaine told her.

Kurt glared at him, "Well I wouldn't be as picky if she didn't insist on thinking she can decorate the entire place."

"It was a set of forks," Blaine said to him. Kurt just scoffed from his spot on the bed. He turned to his mom, "See what I mean."

"I understand," Lucy smiled, "I hope you settle on a place soon. I should be off to start dinner now." She gave them a wave as she left closing the door.

Kurt turned to Blaine, "Your mom is super polite."

"I told you when I first introduced you to them," Blaine shrugged, "Manners are everything to them. Anyways, I suppose you need to leave to get home."

"I should leave to get home," Kurt sighed. He leaned down and pressed a kiss to Blaine's lips, "Doesn't mean I want too."

Blaine laughed, "Come on, I'll walk you out."

They both got off Blaine's bed and walked out his door. Walking down the stairs, Blaine handed Kurt his bag. He gave him one last kiss, "I will see you tomorrow."

"I can't wait to have my first dance with you at our prom," Kurt smiled.

Blaine smiled and gave a nod, "Now go before I tie you to my bed and have my way with you."

"Scandalous," Kurt gave him a look, "I like it." He gave him a kiss, "Bye."

Blaine laughed as he watched Kurt get into car and drive off. In just a few days was their prom and everything was almost ready. He was surprised that Kurt had gotten them a hotel room to celebrate their anniversary. Now it was his own turn to surprise Kurt.

"I can't believe you are going to your senior prom," Lucy reached up and tried to touch Blaine's hair.

"Mom," Blaine swatted her hand away, "My hair is fine."

"I know," Lucy smiled. "Doesn't he look dashing?"

Harold looked into the rearview mirror and smiled at his son saying just go with it, "Oh yes honey, he looks quite dashing."

Blaine was riding in the back of his father's car. They were driving him to the Hummel's house where they were going to take pictures before they were all going to get into a limo to take them to the hotel for prom.

Blaine's parents insisted on coming to take pictures even though Blaine said they didn't have too.

Harold pulled up to the Hummel-Hudson household where there were cars everywhere. Apparently other parents wanted to embarrass their kids.

Blaine grabbed the boutonni�re and his mask as he stepped out of the car. He saw the front door open and he saw Kurt. He felt his knees going weak, he knew he had seen Kurt in a suit before, but he was wearing a half jacket with a gold and blue tie that matched his own bowtie.

Kurt looked over and smiled as he walked over to him. "Well don't you clean up well?"

"I try," Blaine teased.

Letting out a laugh, Kurt just smiled, "I will let you get away with that one for now."

"There he is," Burt smiled at them, "I can see why Kurt was particular about the flower choice."

Blaine gave a nod, "Yeah, I guess."

"Blaine was too," Lucy said, "Oh look how pretty the girl's dresses are." She ran off to talk to them.

"Your mom really wished we had a girl," Harold gave a nod, "Maybe you can spring up some grandkids soon, eh?"

"Dad!" Blaine exclaimed.

Kurt could only laugh. He didn't get to meet Blaine's parents often, and since he had gotten to know them better they had opened up a bit more. He instantly saw where Blaine got his softness and kindness from his mother, and his drive and level headedness from his father.

"I think it's sweet," Kurt smiled and kissed his cheek. "We should put on our boutonni�res and then take pictures of everyone."

"Honey, come on," Harold called to his wife.

"Oh I wanted pictures of this," Lucy said taking out her camera.

Burt took out his own, Carole was busy fussing over Finn and his suit while Rachel was trying to pin on his boutonni�re.

Kurt rolled his eyes, "Yet again. Do you want to go first or shall I?"

"Can I?" Blaine asked. Kurt just gave a small nod. Blaine opened the small plastic box and took out the delicate flower. It was a white rose with gold accents. He carefully pinned it on Kurt's jacket. "Perfect."

Kurt looked down and smiled, "It's pretty. Now you," he said excitedly. He opened his own box and showed Blaine the flower inside. He took out the white rose that had small blue flowers and tiny baby's breath surrounding it, he gently pinned it onto Blaine's lapel.

Burt and Blaine's parents were taking pictures of the entire process.

Blaine leaned his forehead on Kurt's when he was done pinning on the flower. "It's wonderful."

Kurt smiled at him, "I try."

Pulling away, Blaine laughed, "You ruined it."

"I did not," Kurt said hitting him playfully on the arm. He leaned in and kissed his cheek. "You look amazing."

"And you look divine," Blaine smiled at him.

Rachel started waving at them, "Come on, we need pictures of everyone!"

When the entire group of the New Directions showed up, they started taking pictures of everyone. As entire groups, some singles, couples, and friends, some were silly and others were posed.

Rachel pulled Blaine and Kurt over, "I need one with my boys. We need to have a picture to hang up in our new place. Daddy can you take our picture!"

Kurt looked over at Blaine who just smiled at him and laughed. They posed with Rachel for a few shots and then Finn joined in with them.

"Wait, over here," Lucy said to Blaine and Kurt, "Now do what you boys do best."

Blaine sighed, "Mom, I think we have enough pictures."

"Oh it's your senior prom one more," Lucy begged. Harold was behind her giving his son that face again.

"Fine," Blaine groaned, "How should we be?"

Kurt wrapped one arm around Blaine and pulled him close while he took his hand and laced their fingers together. Blaine leaned forward and pressed their heads together, while he grabbed on to Kurt's arm holding onto his waist.

"I love you," Kurt whispered to him.

Blaine looked into Kurt's eyes and he knew it was true, after everything that had happened to them over the past couple of years it was true. Kurt loved him and he loved Kurt. He didn't have to say it though, by the look in Kurt's eyes he knew.

"I hate to break up this love fest," Santana said, "But we need to get going."

"Right," Kurt said with a nod, but he didn't move.

"Now Hummel," Santana rolled her eyes and she turned to Blaine's parents, "It's been a pleasure to see you again Mr. and Mrs. Anderson."

"You as well Santana," Lucy said to her, "I do hope we will see you before you are off to college."

The limo was waiting for the group and they all piled inside. The parents all waved goodbye to them as they drove off.

"Thank god," Santana slumped in her seat a bit, "Who brought the alcohol?"

Puck pulled a flask out from his pocket, "Don't leave home without it." He passed it along to her.

Kurt rolled his eyes at his friend, "This is a prom I want to remember." He reached down and laced his fingers together with Blaine's.

Blaine leaned his head on Kurt's shoulder as the limo drove them to the hotel they rented a room at. When they entered the hotel, the staff showed them to the room they had reserved and all of them were excited when they saw the sight.

The small ballroom was transformed into A Night Under The Stars, with midnight blue and gold as the color scheme. There were gold stars hanging from the ceiling and a fixture in one of the corners. A karaoke machine was added to the small stage area as requested and a stereo playing music was already going. There were four round tables set up with chairs around them.

"This turned out amazing," Kurt squealed excitedly.

Rachel grabbed Finn's hand, "We are so going to be first when singing a duet."

The group then spread out and in true fashion, Mr. Schuester and Ms. Pillsbury came to chaperone their dance.

Every one of them had a turn to sing and they remembered all of the times they spent together. They even told stories of before when there was almost no one in the Glee club. They all had an amazing evening just spending time and having fun with one another.

Kurt and Blaine had their first dance and no one gave them funny looks or shouted at them. They were just together and it felt fantastic.

The room had to be cleared out at eleven o'clock, so the group ventured out and split up. Kurt took Blaine's hand and gave him a wink, "Don't worry I already checked us in while you were dancing with Rachel earlier."

"Sneaky you," Blaine smiled at him. He took his hand and they started walking towards the elevators. He hit the up button, but he wasn't sure what floor when they stepped on.

Kurt reached over and hit the highest level, "It's a surprise."

Blaine just leaned onto Kurt, "Well a surprise sounds brilliant, course I think anything with you is amazing."

"I am so happy to hear that," Kurt leaned down and press their lips together in a kiss. He deepened it by pressing his tongue inside of Blaine's mouth and searching inside.

The door opened and they pulled away breathing heavier than they were before. Kurt pulled Blaine out of the elevator and over to a room, he slipped the key card in the lock and opened the door.

Blaine's eyes widened at the sight of the room. It wasn't a master suite, but it was a suite. There was a king sized bed with so many pillows and at the end on the bench was a bottle of champagne and bowl of strawberries he assumed Kurt must have ordered for them.

"Wow," Blaine said, "How did you do all of this?"

"Like I said, saving up from working with my dad," Kurt smiled, "Now come on, I want you in less clothes." He reached up and started to untie Blaine's bowtie. He tossed it on to one of the chairs.

Blaine took Kurt's jacket off and then his tie placing them beside his bowtie. He slipped out of his jacket and threw it near the other clothes.

Kurt pulled him close and started to kiss him. He turned them, so he was walking Blaine backwards towards the bed. Blaine fell down with a plop and Kurt leaned down to take off their shoes. Then they pulled off their pants and unbuttoned the shirts they were wearing.

They each had on their underwear and undershirts. Blaine scooted up the bed, while Kurt retrieved the champagne and strawberries. "I thought we could us a bit of a celebration."

Kurt popped open the bottle of champagne and poured them each a glass before setting the bottle on the table beside the bed.

"Thank you," Blaine smiled and took a small sip. The bubbles began to tickle the inside of his mouth. "Wow."

Kurt smiled, "Yeah, I got the good stuff." He picked up a strawberry and fed it to Blaine. "I just wanted tonight to be special."

"With you every day is special," Blaine said to Kurt as he fed him a strawberry.

"Do you remember that first day I visited your house?" Kurt asked him.

Blaine gave a nod as he took a bite of strawberry, "I do. And the times after that, I may have freaked out over you seeing my stuff."

Kurt laughed, "Anyways, I remember feeling something, but I couldn't recall what it was. And I have to say it was love." He leaned over the edge of the bed and pulled out a rose, "This is a single red rose which means 'I Love You' and it's thorn-less which means love at first sight."

Blaine took the rose and smelled it, "Thank you."

They cleared away the strawberries and set their glasses down on the table beside Kurt. The couple laid next to one another and exchanged slow kisses as they left the night unfold.

Kurt soon so he was on top of Blaine kissing him hard, pressing his head against the pillows. He reached down and pulled his undershirt off, with Blaine's following.

Blaine brought his hands up to feel, he loved the way Kurt's chest felt. He could spend hours worshiping his chest.

Pulling Blaine's boxers off, Kurt flung them to the floor while he tried kicking off his own. He ended up kneeing Blaine in the thigh, "Oh shit, I'm sorry."

Blaine just laughed through the pain, "I'm fine. I promise. Please make love to me."

"As you wish," Kurt pressed a kiss to Blaine's lips and reached down to stroke his cock. He watched as Blaine's face changed in pleasure.

"Kurt, please," Blaine pleaded, "Need you."

Kurt gave a silent nod as he reached down and pulled out what they needed. He took out the small bottle of lube and a condom.

Blaine shook his head, "Can we not use that, I want to feel you."

"Are you sure?" Kurt asked him, "I mean I know we are both clean, but it's sort of messy that way."

"I don't mind," Blaine smiled at him, "I want to feel you."

"Okay," Kurt gave a nod as he set the condom down on the table. He picked up the bottle lube and poured some onto his fingers. He moved his hand and let it trail down as he found where he wanted to go.

Carefully, Kurt gently pushed one finger inside of Blaine and instantly Blaine beared down. It wasn't like their first or second time, this was different. Kurt pulled his finger in and out slowly, with the small noises Blaine was making he knew he could add another.

When Kurt pushed in two fingers, Blaine's body curled. "Oh Kurt," Blaine pressed his face into Kurt's bicep.

Kurt pulled his fingers out, and pressed them back out feeling around a bit. He found the spot he was looking for as Blaine let out a loud moan. He pulled on Blaine's hair slightly, using his hand not busy thrusting into Blaine, to move Blaine's head for an easier angle to kiss him.

Blaine was making noises as he kissing Kurt. He could feel Kurt hitting his prostate over and over with his fingers. The feeling of three fingers entering him, made him whine in pain slightly, but he sucked on Kurt's tongue taking it.

Kurt felt Blaine's body adjust to his three fingers and he gently moved them in and out. He pulled away and tugged on Blaine's curls, "I love you."

"Love you too," Blaine grunted, "Now, I'm ready now."

Giving a nod, Kurt took his fingers out and grabbed the small lube bottle. He applied a generous coating to his own cock making sure he didn't want to hurt Blaine. They had sex like this before, with Blaine on the bottom, but Kurt always wanted to put his safety first.

Lining up his cock, Kurt pulled Blaine's legs around him to hold him place. Kurt started to gently press his cock inside of Blaine.

Reaching out for something, Blaine finally grabbed Kurt's hands and laced their fingers together. He breathed in and out as Kurt bottomed out and waited. He waited for a few seconds to get used to the feeling, before he gave Kurt a small nod, "You can go."

Kurt pulled out slightly, and pushed back in. Blaine's legs held onto Kurt waist as he pulled out and pressed back in. Kurt squeezed Blaine's hands as he moved.

Blaine let out a moan, as he felt Kurt's cock hit his prostate which surprised him, but it felt amazing. He didn't say anything though, he just panted as Kurt started to move faster.

Leaning down and pressing their lips together, Kurt moved his hips picking up the pace as they went. He was pushing in and out of Blaine at a rough pace and he held onto Blaine's hands.

"So close," Blaine whined, "Touch me, please."

Kurt let go of one of Blaine's hands and reached down to stroke his cock. "Come when you need too. I'm close too."

Blaine let out a loud grunt as Kurt thrust his hips in a harder way and suddenly his orgasm took over.

Kurt felt his own orgasm as he moved in Blaine and didn't stop moving or touching Blaine as they rode out their highs. Finally he stopped moving and pressing his head onto Blaine's shoulder, he tried to move, but Blaine's legs held him tight.

"Not yet," Blaine said to him, "Just a little bit longer."

Kurt lifted his head and kissed Blaine's face. He kissed his eyelids, then his nose, his cheeks and then finally pressed a kiss on his lips.

Blaine chased after his lips and deepened the kiss. After a few minutes, he felt the messiness and realized Kurt had to pull out. Without any words, he assumed Kurt knew and he did.

Pulling out slowly, Kurt could feel his own cock miss the warm heat already. "Bath?"

"That sounds amazing," Blaine smiled at him.

Kurt filled the tub for them and they had a long bath together just talking in whispers while taking sips of the champagne. Blaine thought it really was the best way to the end the best prom, and Kurt agreed.

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