Both Wes and Blaine have their heads in the cloud when they get back home. They almost took the train, since Wes was so flushed he wondered if he could transport them back safely, but they did it.

“We will definitely talk about this tomorrow,” Blaine says. Wes hums in agreement. Right now they’re both too whimsical.

Once Blaine’s in bed, he smiles when he sees that Kurt’s sent him a message.

Weltrusten, it reads.

Blaine can’t help it. He kicks his feet like a happy child, but even the small things like wishing each other good night makes him giddy. He has wished for something like this and he’s so glad he and Kurt finally got their heads out of their asses.

Blaine and Wes don’t talk about it, because most of the time they’re outside their shared flat. Blaine spends a lot of time with Kurt, Wes spends a lot of time with Rachel.

There’s a lot of kissing involved.

Blaine doesn’t complain.

Being with Kurt is just nice, even though it’s only been a few days. It’s also fun to throw all the pretence of studying out of the window when necessary. Sure, Blaine still tutors Kurt, since Kurt is still very dedicated, but both admit that they loved planning extra lessons in order to see the other.

So yes, they study hard, but if the study sessions ends with the two of them in Blaine’s bed, Blaine can’t complain.

Although he told Kurt to stop flirting in Dutch. Blaine isn’t even Dutch, but it felt really weird, especially since Kurt’s still learning the language to speak to his relatives. It’s more useful to learn to explain what Kurt’s studying (“Ik studeer aan NYADA! Wait. Studeer aan or studeer op?” “Aan.”) than whatever weird flirts he’s found online (“Hebben ze jou net uit de oven gehaald? Want jij bent heet!”) .

All good things do come to an end. That’s what Blaine realises when he comes home from another study-session-turned-make-out-session and he finds Wes sitting at the dining table with a grim look on his face.

“What is it?” Blaine immediately asks. If Wes’s look wasn’t alarming enough… Blaine also knows that Wes’s supposed to be on a date with Rachel.

Wes holds up an electronic device and Blaine immediately recognises it.

“Home’s called us,” Wes says flatly. He pushes a button and a static voice speaking an alien language, Blaine’s language, comes out of it.

Blaine listens and he knew this was coming. Wes knew too. Wes was the one who reminded him.

They are asked to come home.

The recording ends and it’s silent for a while until Wes tells Blaine that he’s already been in contact with the other aliens in New York. They’ve all gotten the same request.

“I wished we had longer,” Blaine says. His mind is reeling. Does this mean he has to wrap up his affairs as soon as possible? Does he want that? What about Kurt?

“Well… we can have that,” Wes says silently. He frowns at the device.

“Are you suggesting…” Blaine trails off.

Wes can’t be talking about staying now, can he? After all, Blaine is the one who has considered it briefly. He then put it away for later, but later has caught up with them.

“Wes.”

Wes looks up and their eyes meet.

“Blaine.”

“Wes,” Blaine says again, “Do you… I mean… are you thinking about it?”

Wes lets out a big sigh but then he pulls out a chair.

“Sit down, Blaine. I think it’s finally time we talk about staying here.”