When they finally made it home Friday night they made love for hours and eventually fell asleep wrapped up tightly in each others arms, every limb tangled together as they drifted off to sleep. And the next morning they hadn't separated at all, in fact the opposite was true, they somehow managed to get even closer and tucked themselves around each other.

Blaine was the first to wake but he didn't dare move, he tightened his sleepy arms around Kurt and breathed in his scent and tried to force down the panic rising in his entire being, this was it, it happened tomorrow, this was their last day together. He didn't know how long he'd been awake when Kurt's sleepy voice finally came muffled against his chest, "blaine.." he tried to shift closer but it was no use, the only way they could have gotten any closer is if they fell into one another and became one, and really that was almost what they wanted.

"hey" Blaine answered him back and they both fell into silence. And there they stayed, wide awake and wrapped around each other with the sun peaking brighter and brighter through the window, unwilling to move until Blaine's stomach growled loud against Kurt's "We should get up" Kurt said after a few minutes and Blaine shook his head "Uh-uh" he protested.

"You’re hungry" Kurt stated still making no effort to move out from his arms "Don't care" Blaine mumbled and if Kurt knew where his hair was he would have stroked it, but he was very disoriented, and really didn't think he could move any body part until they detangled themselves from each other. "I'm hungry" he stated and Blaine finally pulled back from him a little so he could look down into his eyes.

"Morning" Blaine said with smile that came across more sad than warm and Kurt couldn't stop himself from snuggling back down into his chest, "Five more minutes" he mumbled and Blaine held him tightly once again.

Five minutes turned into forty-five before they finally made it out of bed, and Kurt was in the kitchen staring into the fridge when Blaine finished in the bathroom and came padding in, and without even thinking about it Kurt lifted his arm so Blaine could snake his arms around his torso "I don't really feel like cooking" Kurt said still looking into the open refrigerator blankly "Then let's order in" Blaine offered and Kurt let the door swing closed.

They settled into the couch and Blaine pulled out his phone "What's it gonna be?" he asked with a yawn as he stretched over Kurt's lap "Pasta?" Kurt asked with a tiny smile and Blaine nodded, they hadn't had pasta since that first day in Blaine's cabin because Kurt kept insisting it had too many calories, but right now he really didn't care.

Blaine made the call and ordered the same thing they had that day and snuggled deeper into Kurt when he hung up the phone, and they were quiet. Neither one quite knowing what they should say, or what would even be appropriate, so they were both just quiet.

The food came after about twenty minutes and Blaine got the door. He didn't bother to go to the kitchen and get real forks like he usually did, he didn't want to leave Kurt's sight, instead they settled in to eat with the plastic forks that came in the boxes. 

They ate their food mostly in silence too, and neither one of them finished their breadbowl, not even half actually, it turned out they weren't quite as hungry as they'd thought. 

"Movie?" Blaine suggested, there wasn't really anything else he wanted to do and Kurt simply nodded. Blaine picked out The Lion King, slid it into the player and walked back over to the couch, crawling into Kurt's open arms and settling in. And it wasn't until they were completely tangled up together with Blaine's head on Kurt's chest and tucked securely between his legs, that they noticed the remote was on top of the TV.

"You want me to go get it?" Kurt asked lazily as he ran his fingers through Blaine's curls, "No" Blaine mumbled into his chest as held onto him tighter "Do you want to go get it?" he amended "No" Blaine said again and Kurt smiled down softly at him "But we can't start the movie" he stated the obvious "Don't care" Blaine mumbled again and Kurt's fingers stilled in his hair.

"Blaine..." he said his name softly but Blaine didn't respond, he just gripped him tighter and Kurt held him right back. And once again, that's how they stayed, neither one ever slipped into sleep, they just held each other for the rest of the day. Usually time slows to a crawl when you're not doing anything, but when your trying desperately to hold onto the best thing that's ever happened to you, when you know it's slipping away, quite the opposite is true.

Somewhere in the late afternoon Kurt let out a sigh and looked down at the man in his arms "I need to go pack" he said regretfully "What time is your flight?" Blaine asked quietly, for some reason all his words were coming out low and raspy today "five thirty, pm" Kurt answered with his eyebrows scrunched up a little "Pack tomorrow?" Blaine requested and looked up at him with big shining eyes, and Kurt couldn't say no.

He pulled Blaine's head back down to rest on his chest and bit back a tear "I'll pack tomorrow" he whispered, but not on purpose. And with that they both lost their voices, and the heavy silence that had been following them around all day, fell back over them.

The day absolutely flew by and dinner time came and went and neither one of them were hungry, the sunset and the minutes ticked on and their muscles started to ache from lack of movement, but they still didn't care.

Sometime long after the sun was gone and all the stars were sure to be out, the fire got low and cabin took on a chill and Kurt finally broke the long silence of the day "We should go to bed, my flight is gonna be hell tomorrow if I sleep on the couch" he said and Blaine reluctantly sat up, chewing his lip as he looked at Kurt while tears pulled at his eyelids, and damn if this wasn't breaking Kurt's heart.

"Oh, baby" Kurt uttered and pulled him into a bone crushing hug, fuck the rules. Blaine fisted into his shirt as silent tears streamed down his cheeks and Kurt rubbed his back, when this whole thing started never in his wildest dreams would he have thought goodbye would be this hard, but he wouldn't have traded their time together for the world.

Everything that had happened to them since they met held a speical place in their hearts. Every moment together was more precious than the last, because soon it would be their last. 

Blaine shook slightly in his arms and Kurt slid a hand up into his hair holding it tightly in his fingers, and yes his heart was definitely breaking, and it was no big secret that Blaine's was to. Blaine opened his mouth against Kurt's watery cheek, the words were right there, all he had to do was say them, and Kurt would know, all he had to do was say them. But they got stuck in his throat and all he could do was close his mouth and hold him tighter.

Blaine could have stayed there in Kurt's arms forever, but the position they were in was uncomfortable and the bed sounded inviting, so he eventually pulled back and Kurt announced he had to use the bathroom, standing up and holding Blaine's hand until the distance forced their fingers to slip apart.

Blaine stood up once he was gone and put some wood on the nearly dead fire, he planned to got to the kitchen and get a drink, or return to the couch, or go make sure the door was locked, instead he found himself sitting on the edge of the bed staring at the bathroom door waiting for it open. And when it did he was in Kurt's arms in an instant and Kurt would have chuckled if he wasn't just as desperate as Blaine. 

Kurt let out a shaky breath, not quite sure why he was so exhausted when he literally hadn't done anything that day, "Can we, sleep by the fire? One last time?" Kurt asked quietly "Of course" Blaine answered and led them to the living room, he laid down on the feather bed and pulled Kurt down to sleep in his arms, for the last time. 

Kurt buried himself deep into Blaine and hugged him tightly as he squeezed his eyes shut, refusing the tears that were trying to make their exit. "Kurt?" Blaine said his name and his lip quivered right along with his words "I'm... I'm gonna miss you Kurt" he choked out and Kurt turned his face him to meet Blaine's eyes, one of them finally said it, and Kurt didn't have to say it back, Blaine could see it in his eyes, so he just kissed him instead, hard and raw and full of passion and Kurt wasn't sure whose tears were making their cheeks wet and their kiss taste salty, but he was pretty sure is was a mix of them both.

When they parted Kurt settled back into his arms and didn't bother to wipe his tears, letting them dry on his cheeks and make them sticky, but he just didn't care, he didn't care about anything today.

They held each other close, but still didn't fall asleep, they didn't want to, because they knew what the morning brought. So they stayed awake long into the night, until sometime after one Kurt's exhaustion and the steady beat of Blaine's heart in his ear won out and he slipped into unconsciousness. Blaine didn't.

He held Kurt far to tightly than could ever be healthy, and let his mind drift back over their month together, like a diary in his mind, determined to remember each and every moment they'd had together.

~*~*~

"You have, so many clothes" Blaine's eyes were nearly falling out of his head looking over his luggage and Kurt laughed at him "Well, when every outfit consists of five to eight pieces, it adds up" he said and Blaine nodded still a little in shock.

"I need a closet... Or fifty" Kurt said and looked sideways at Blaine and all of a sudden it hit Blaine that they were really doing this, Kurt was going to be staying with him, for a month, and a wide grin split across his face "What?" Kurt asked and squinted at him.

"You can have ever closet in the house" Blaine offered, which was good, because by the end it took nearly every closet.

~*~*~

“That is the weirdest lettuce I have ever seen” Blaine commented watching Kurt cut it up “That’s because it’s not lettuce, it’s cabbage” he stated and Blaine leaned over it from his place sitting on the counter “Oh, I don’t think I’ve ever had cabbage” he said thoughtfully “You’ll like it” Kurt told him and scraped the slices in with some other vegetables in the skillet.

“Where’d you learn to cook?” Blaine asked swinging his legs and watching him carefully “Well, I learned to bake from my mom” he said checking something in the oven “And after she passed away, I learned my dad couldn’t cook canned spam” he giggled “So I decided to learn to cook myself so we wouldn’t starve or die young from over eating fast food!” he smiled up at Blaine.

“I would like to learn to cook some day, I think I just never got the chance at home” Blaine told him and Kurt grinned “Well, it’s a good skill everyone should have” he agreed, “Except for my friend Rachel, you can only set a kitchen on fire so many times before you learn cooking is just not for you” he said and Blaine’s laughter filled the kitchen

~*~*~

“N-n-no! I’m serious!” Kurt laughed from his place in Blaine’s arms “Barbra Streisand was almost the first lady of Canada!” he repeated as Yentl played on the tv “She was almost engaged to the prime minister but turned him down!” Kurt elaborated and Blaine laughed “Only Barbra would turn down an offer like that”

~*~*~

Blaine looked down at Kurt, naked and glistening in the fire light and a smirk crossed his face as he shook the metal can in his hand. Kurt chewed his bottom lip as he watched Blaine expectantly, and he could have sworn Blaine was shaking the thing far longer than he needed to on purpose. 

Blaine finally tipped the can upside down and held it over his chest, pushing the nozzle to the side and placing a small white dollop of the fluffy cream over his nipple and Kurt in took a sharp breath as the cold substance met his overheated skin. Blaine leaned forward and kept his eyes trained on Kurt’s face as he licked it off Kurt’s tight nipple and Kurt moaned low in his throat. 

He proceeded to draw cold lines up Kurt’s stomach and over his thighs, down his shoulder, across his collarbone and lastly a thick stripe up his hard cock and tossed the bottle aside. He started with his thigh and licked it off in one long streak, he sank his mouth down over Kurt’s cock as some off it smeared off on his cheek and he sucked it off. Kurt groaned and arched into him and Blaine hummed approvingly.

Blaine pulled off him and mouthed at the stripes on his chest, sloppily eating the sweet substance off him and enjoying Kurt’s low throaty noises. He reached his collarbone and sucked on it for far longer than it took to get the whipped cream off, and then moved to his shoulder, licking at it with just the tip of his tongue. 

The very last bit on his skin Blaine scooped up and kept on his tongue, he moved to Kurt’s mouth and when his lips parted and Blaine’s tongue plunged inside, Kurt moaned and sucked the cream off as their bodies stuck together.

~*~*~

“I think, when I get my own fashion line, I’m gonna give it a French name” Kurt said thoughtfully around a bite of submarine sandwich “Why?” Blaine asked, his eyebrows scrunching up “Because France Blaine” Kurt stated and Blaine laughed “That’s not an answer Kurt” he grinned.

“Ms Beth!” Kurt called and she strolled over to their table “What cha’ need honey?” she asked sweetly with a pot of coffee in her hand even though it was after one in the afternoon. “Do you feel like something is fancier and more suave if it’s written in French?” he asked cockily and Beth nodded “Well ya” she said smacking her gum and Kurt smiled smugly at Blaine, who kicked at him under the table.

~*~*~

“Ok I’m sorry but if you can’t see Merlin and Arthur are sleeping together you haven’t seen the show” Kurt commented as they sat in Blaine’s bed with Kurt’s computer across their laps, watching the latest episode of Merlin.

“Just look at the way Arthur looks at him, like, I mean come on” Kurt stressed and Blaine laughed making the computer bounce up and down “Hey you're preaching to the choir here” Blaine agreed “And you know Arthur watches him walk away, every. time.” he added.

“And Arthur always panics when Merlin is in danger” Kurt giggled “And Merlin risks exposing himself to save Arthur” Blaine continued.

“Arthur won’t go anywhere without Merlin”

“Merlin won’t let Arthur go anywhere without him”

“Arthur won’t defy his father for anyone but Merlin”

“Merlin has tried to sacrifice himself to save Arthur more than once”

“And Arthur still won’t let him”

That went on for a good hour, until they got both got board and decided they would never reach the end of reasons to ship Merthur.

~*~*~

"Mountains!" Kurt shouted 

"Goats!" Blaine shouted back earning him a weird look

"Gray!"

"Fifty shades of!" Kurt swatted at him

"Square!"

"Boring!"

"Disney!"

"Princess!" Blaine shouted and Kurt had to stop because he was laughing to hard to continue "Ohmygod Blaine!" He giggled "Well what's the first thing you think about when you hear the word Disney?" Blaine asked "Animation" Kurt said in a 'duh' tone and Blaine laughed.

"Alright, your turn." He said and Kurt straightened up a little "GO!" Kurt shouted

"Ice Cream!"

"Chocolate!"

"Banana!'

"Bread!"

"Scones!"

"England!"

"Sky!"

"Blue!"

"Blue!" Blaine repeated and grinned when Kurt stumbled

"Um, ocean?" Kurt answer/asked "Is that even allowed?" He asked and Blaine shrugged "I don't think this really has rules" Blaine replied and Kurt pulled out his phone "I'm googling it"

~*~*~

The wind had died down but a chill still hung in the air as Blaine wrapped his arms tight around Kurt from behind and they watched the snowflakes fall softly and Blaine tucked his face into the side of Kurt’s neck breathing in his warmth.

Kurt leaned back into him and traced his fingers over Blaine’s and sighed gently. Of all the things, besides Blaine, this was what he was going to miss most. All the calm tranquil moments that came along with Blaine and the small town of Telluride. All the peace and stillness of the snow, and gentle relaxation of the fire, it was like Kurt had stumbled into some magical land.

Blaine placed a tiny kiss on his neck and Kurt smiled, he thought it would be very easy for him to stay there forever. In this mans arms safe and warm, and loved. Even if they never said it, and refused to think it, Blaine still made him feel loved. 

Blaine laced their fingers together and pulled Kurt tighter into his chest. Loved indeed.

~*~*~

The minutes and hours ticked by and memories played in his mind and Blaine refused to let his eyes close, until fresh tears started to slip down his cheeks, and when he'd cried for how long he didn't know his eyes finally closed, too raw and too heavy to stay open any longer, and sleep took him.