The sun glared at the children laughing and running about on the slippery concrete. A gentle breeze blew through the pool area, swirling the scent of chlorine and sweat into the air. Splashes and screams echoed through the park, but it all seemed very distant to him. His knees shook slightly as he stood, towering above it all, staring directly at his bare feet. He heart crashed in his chest, and his breathing was labored.

What the hell am I doing here? he thought for the umpteenth time.

Just then, pruny hands wound around his waist. "How are you doing over there?"

Still not looking up, Blaine sighed. "I don't think I can do this."

Kurt smiled, resting his head on Blaine's shoulder. "Hey, you got me to go swimming in a public pool. If you can do that, you can do anything." He pressed his lips against Blaine's neck lightly.

"It's just..." Blaine's voice trailed off. It took a few deep breaths before he was composed enough to continue. "Kurt, I seriously hate heights." He spoke so softly that if Kurt's ear hadn't been so close to Blaine's mouth, Kurt might have missed his words.

Kurt moved even closer to Blaine, wrapping him in a tighter hug, his light blue swim trunks rubbing against Blaine's hot pink pair. "Hey, you. Just close your eyes and fall. It's that simple."

"No, it's not, Kurt!" Blaine's voice cracked. "That's a seriously long fall! What if miss the water and die?"

Kurt didn't answer right away, because he wanted to make sure that Blaine wasn't kidding. When he was satisfied that he was in fact not only serious, but clearly psychotic, he grabbed Blaine by the shoulders and spun him around. "Hey!" His voice was sharp. "You listen to me, mister. Courage, you remember that? When I was facing my worst fear day in and day out, you told me courage, and I made it through. I had you then, and you have me now!" With that he planted a kiss tenderly but firmly upon Blaine's rather startled lips. When he pulled back, he was grinning. "Hey, you jump, I jump, remember?"

That line sufficiently distracted Blaine from his worries. He rolled his eyes. "You are such a dork, you know that?"

Kurt didn't answer. Instead, he grabbed Blaine's hand and jumped feet-first off of the high dive. He beamed broadly as Blaine's shrieks of fear and exhilaration pierced the warm summer air. Before they knew it, they were submerged in green-blue water, the sounds of the other patrons of the pool and the nearby roadway suddenly quieted by the pristine water. Still holding hands, the lovers' heads broke the surface, gasping deeply and sputtering.

"Kurt!" Blaine screeched. "Are you out of your mind? What is wrong with you?"

Laughing hysterically, Kurt wrapped his arms around Blaine's neck. "Come on," he whispered. "You can't tell me that you didn't enjoy that a little."

"I most certainly did not!" Blaine's voice was sure, but his twinkling eyes betrayed him. However, instead of calling him out on his lie, Kurt chose to kiss his boyfriend deeply. Of course, once he did so, Blaine could not help but forget his indignation and kiss back with just as much enthusiasm.

When they broke apart, Blaine smirked. "Want to go again?"