Blaine woke up from the most blissful sleep he had had in a very long time. He woke up in Kurts arms. After all the conversations he had with Rachel, Kurt never came up. They talked about how she lived in New York and she did vaguely mention living with someone but she was never clear. She only made it clear that she had Kurt as a roommate the same call she invited him over for Christmas. The first time Blaine saw Kurt, he couldnt stop thinking about him. His beautiful blue eyes. The way his face scrunched up whenever he smiled. His pale flawless skin. His tall chiseled physique. Everything about him was absolutely perfect.

Now here he was. In this beautiful mans arms. The night before was amazing and Blaine had a feeling that every night for the next week would be amazing. Blaine turned around in Kurts embrace and snuggled closer to him, wrapping his arms around his waist. Kurt smelled like roses. He remembered his smell. Kurts eyes flickered open and rested on Blaines. They laid there staring at each other for some moments before Kurt lifted his hand and caressed Blaines cheek.

"Morning, Beautiful," Kurt said, stroking his thumb across Blaines cheekbone.

"Good morning," Blaine leaned into Kurts touch.

"It looks like we have some things to discuss, huh?" Kurt asked.

"Yeah. I guess."

They untangled their limbs and sat up on the couch. They sat in the center and leaned on one another.

"Youre leaving in a couple of days," Kurt said.

"I know..." Blaine played with the hem of Kurts shirt.

"What is this Blaine? I mean, we hardly know each other. I dont even know your parents names, for Petes sake! I think that we need to take a step back," Kurt broke away from Blaines warmth to look at him.

"Kurt. I saw your face and I just.. I knew. I knew that I have been looking for you forever. I know its too early to say I love you but I know that if I were to say I love you in the future.. I would want to say it to you."

Kurt blushed deeply and looked down at his lap. Blaine didnt want to screw anything up and he wasnt sure if he just did.

"Kurt.. Please say something."

Kurt looked back up and settled his eyes on Blaines. His eyes were turquoise. Blaine made that his new favorite color.

"Blaine. I met you two days ago. Whatever this is needs to be chill. At least for now. We cant jump into a full committed relationship. I mean, thats crazy. But we can start by being friends," Kurt half-smiled and looked at Blaine softly.

"Alright, Kurt. Friends. I can do that," Blaine took Kurts hand into his and gently stroked one of his knuckles with the pad of his thumb.

Kurt pulled his hand away and looked at Blaine.

"Which means no intimate physical contact."

"Holding hands?!"

"Yes, Blaine. That includes holding hands," Kurt placed his hand on Blaines back before standing up.

"Can we at least, like, hug?" Blaine asked with a pout plastered on his face.

Kurt stopped to think for a moment before answering, "yes. Hugs are fine."

"And cuddling?"

"Hmmm.. Ill have to think about this one," Kurt smirked.

Blaine jumped up and started tickling Kurt fiercely, pinning him on the couch and eliciting a fit of giggles from the taller mans mouth. Blaines movements stopped and he was gazing into Kurts eyes before they heard someone clearing their throat. They jumped apart quickly and were now on opposite sides of the couch. Rachel was standing in front of the door with a bag in her hand, wearing one of Brodys sweatshirts. She stared at the two boys for a moment, trying to pick apart what she had just saw.

"Umm.. I brought breakfast," she said holding up the bag and setting it on the table.

"Thanks, Rach," Kurt said, attempting to control the urge to erupt in laughter.

"Alright, well. Im gonna get some rest. I barely slept at all last night trying to help Brody and all," she walked into her section of the small apartment.

Blaine and Kurt finally released their builded laughter and got up to eat breakfast. They sat together, eating silently before separating. They got ready for the day quickly, eager to spend as much time together as possible. Once they were finished, they met up in the living room.

"Sooo.." Kurt began awkwardly.

"We should go to Central Park," Blaine said, shoving his hands into his pockets and looking at Kurt.

"Central Park?" Kurt looked at Blaine, confusion written all over his face.

"Yeah. I heard its supposed to be even more romantic than Paris," Blaine smiled and Kurt punched him in the shoulder playfully.

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Blaine and Kurt were sitting on a bench in Central Park, feeding bread to the pigeons.

"Ya know.. You never did tell me about yourself," Blaine said, throwing a piece of bread a few feet in front of him.

"Theres not much to say," Kurt mocked. Blaine put a hand over his heart, looking at Kurt dramatically.

"That hurt."

"Alright, alright. Okay. So. My name is Kurt Hummel. I am 23 years old, turning 24 in May. I was born and raised in Lima, Ohio. My parents took care of me until I.. Until..," Kurt stopped to control his breathing, "my mom died when I was 8."

"Oh my God. Kurt. Im so sorry," Blaine hugged Kurt from the side, kissing his temple briefly. Kurt nodded and looked away, wiping his watery eyes.

"Its okay," he took a deep breath before continuing, "anyway. Like I said before, I was in Glee Club. I love singing. Its one of my favorite pass times and I hope I get to show the world what I can do because I believe in dreams. And thats my dream," Kurt finished off his speech by throwing a chunk of bread. A flock of birds crowded around, trying to grasp the food as if their lives depended on it. Thats what Kurt felt like. He felt like he was dying, trying to grasp the one thing he needs to survive knowing that he will never get it. Blaine looked at Kurt lovingly before remembering their previous talk and looking away.

They got back to the apartment at 6 pm after walking around aimlessly and talking about their lives, not missing anything out. They ate lunch and dinner while they were out so when they got home, they immediately got ready for the end of the night and cuddled up in Kurts bed. Kurt decided that cuddles were okay, as long as it didnt go too far. They both fell asleep without hesitation.