Blaine really passed all his O.W.Ls. Most were Os and it was crazy.

But it was summer and that meant one thing: Wicked.

“Bud, bud, calm down,” his dad tried to shush him. “I CAN'T!” Kurt yelped, “I am going to New York, dad, to the city of my dreams, dad. I'm going to see Wicked again, dad. Idina and Kristen are gone but I heard Mandy and Katie Rose, dad, I-” “Are you done?”

Kurt took a deep breath. “I think so.”

“Good, you're gonna be fine. The kids obviously loves you,” his dad said, “Normally, I'd be afraid and overprotective, but I trust you. And him.”

The doorbell rang.

Kurt rushed to the front door before Carole could do it and to his surprise, it was Blaine, but with Blaine's suitcase next to him. “Can I come in?” he asked. “Huh, what, yeah.” Blaine scrunched his face. “Great.”

He rolled his suitcase to the living room and Kurt decided not to ask questions. Maybe Blaine didn't know much about Muggle transports yet.

“Hey Mr. Hummel!” Blaine greeted Kurt's dad happily. Kurt's dad was also looking strangely to the suitcase, but also he decided not to ask questions.

“Hey kiddo.”

Blaine turned to Kurt. “You got your stuff?” Kurt smiled.

“Well, I see you've got yours,” Kurt crossed his arms and nodded to Blaine's, “You do know what I'm not allowed to apparate, right? I'm still learning.”

Blaine smiled. “Oh, I've got something better. I made Coop pull some strings with dad, because he listens to Coop and-” Blaine got something out of his coat. It was a small suede bag. “Mr. Hummel, Carole, please stand back.”

He opened the bag and threw… whatever it was, in the fireplace. It went on and Kurt was surprised to see green flames. “Floo powder?” he asked.

“Well, yeah, my dad connected your fireplace to the Floo network. No worries, it's temporary. I mean, I can't make reservations for a Muggle hotel, I don't know how to do that.”

Kurt's dad was fascinated by the green flames in his fireplace. “That looks extraordinary interesting.”  Blaine stepped forward and started explaining the whole Floo network to him and Carole. “This world knows how to surprise me over and over again,” Carole said, “I still remember when Finn got home after his first year at Hogwarts and he showed me moving pictures.”

“Wait, Muggle pictures don't move?” Blaine asked flabbergasted.

After catching up with Blaine, it was time to go. Blaine squeezed Kurt's hand. “No worries. First time Floo powder is always weird.” Kurt nodded. He was nervous as hell. Blaine continued rambling .“I prefer flying, but from Ohio to New York…” Blaine whistled and let go of Kurt's hand.

Kurt pulled out his wand. “Accio suitcase,” he said and god it felt so good to use magic outside of Hogwarts. Kurt's black suitcase flew inside the living room.

“Just follow me and remember: speak clearly. Quinn told you about the Potter incident,” Blaine winked and stepped into the fireplace. Carole yelped and almost ran to the kitchen to get a fire extinguisher, but Kurt's dad stopped her. Blaine smiled. “The Golden Cauldron in New York.”

The was a POOF and the flames rose. Blaine was gone.

Carole looked worried. “Does Kurt have to do that too?” Kurt was already in the fireplace and to his surprise, it wasn't hot or painful at all.

“The Golden Cauldron in New York.”

He heard another POOF and the flames rose around him. Everything went green and it felt like someone sucked him from earth. Kurt felt a little bit dizzy.

He flames lowered and he saw Blaine standing there, waving at him enthusiastically. “Could've been worse,” Kurt smiled.

Two full weeks in New York.

It was a dream come true. They spent the first week shopping and sightseeing. Blaine had to get used to dollars again.

He was amazed by the beauty of the Muggle world. He loved the boards on Time Square and the tall buildings. His eyes almost popped out when they went to the Statue of Liberty and the Empire State building. They passed several universities, including NYADA, NYU and Parsons.

Kurt was looking up to all the buildings and didn't notice Blaine staring at him. He looked worried.

They also spent quite some time inside doing the nasty, like Cooper said. Ha ha. You can't convince me otherwise.

Tuesday, second week, it was time for Wicked. Kurt couldn't contain himself anymore. “I'm going to explode.”

They were standing in front of the Gershwin Theatre and Kurt was on the verge of tears. It was so beautiful. The last time he was here, he went with his mom-mum.

Blaine got them some really good seats with a clear view. Kurt often wondered how he managed to do that.

They took their seats and Blaine held his hand. The lights went out and the ensemble started with No One Mourns the Wicked. Katie Rose Clarke entered the stage in her bubble.

It was really happening.

By the time Mandy Gonzalez, who played Elphaba flawlessly, flew up during Defying Gravity, Kurt was openly crying.

IT WAS SO BEAUTIFUL!

In the end, it was all worth it. “That was really impressive,” Blaine stated, “It didn't look like magic and flying and all, but it was well done for Muggle standards. The songs were really good too. I should ask Brittany to sing Dancing Through Life with me.”

The last day of Kurt Hummel's dreams: a lot of crying, happiness and dining at a really good restaurant.

The actual last day: Blaine.

Blaine.

When Kurt woke up on the last day in New York, he felt sad. It was time to leave the city of his dreams. Kurt wasn't sure if he could do that. But he had one more year to go.

Of course, he knew that there'd be crying, but he expected his tears, not Blaine's.

Yes, they did end up in a Muggle restaurant, a good one, but it wasn't it. Kurt couldn't stop talking about the city. It was all he ever wanted.

Blaine was looking down and Kurt spotted some tears.

“… Blaine?”

No reaction. Blaine kept staring at his plate.

“Blaine?” Kurt tried again. Then, Blaine finally spoke and Gulpin' Gargoyles! Kurt never saw that coming.

"I don't want to go home."

No, he really didn't see that one coming.

"I mean, I love seeing you happy like this. I don't- I want you to be this happy. I'll understand your love for New York so I want to stay here and watch you fall in love with the city if love over and over again."

Kurt didn't want to tell Blaine that Paris was the Muggle city of love, because he was so honest. So kind. It was kind of endearing.

"Blaine…"

"And I saw you looking, when we passed the universities, I saw you staring. You looked like you saw a Veela. Multiple Veelas to be honest."

"Blaine…" But Blaine kept on rambling.

"And that is fine. Totally fine. You want to go to New York and I see the appeal so I'm not- you're not obligated to stay in the wizarding world for me. I mean, I've seen the Muggle world now and outside Ohio and I'm thinking about going with you."

"Blaine, I-" 

"For real. I love you, Kurt Elizabeth Hummel, and I want to be with you. Wizarding world, Muggle world, even if you decide to live among the Giants… Like bowtruckles on doxy eggs: you're stuck with me.”

Kurt wiped away the small tears that had started forming. He looked at Blaine. Shy, doubting, little Blaine who was also strong, determined, brave Blaine. Blaine never gave himself enough credit for… well, everything.

Even when he was thinking about turning his whole life upside down for Kurt.

“Was that too much?” Blaine smiled shyly.

“Maybe,” Kurt smiled back, “But you're always too much.”

“I like that.”

The decision was kind of made after that: Kurt was already looking for places in New York and Muggle schools. One particular school called NYADA caught his eyes.

They went home and they announced their plans. Kurt's dad and Carole were very supportive and asked a lot.

“But, how does that work then?” Kurt's dad asked, “Are there wizards who can help my kid out? He doesn't have a Muggle high school diploma.” “The American Ministry of Magic can help wizards who want to move to the Muggleworld if they have a valid reason. There are wizards everywhere who can guide those wizards, but they need to know you're coming and why you're coming.”

“Ah, and how?”

“Well, if Kurt passes his N.E.W.Ts good enough, it will count as a, uh, Muggle high school diploma. We're sure of that. You just have to give a name of a Muggle school and they'll do the thing and suddenly, you graduated from high school. If we're really going to do this, I'll ‘graduate' from Dalton Academy or something. I don't know, my dad told us.”

“This is all so interesting,” Carole murmurs.

“Look, I don't know much. My dad simply refuses to tell me. Cooper told me all. Cooper also arranged the Floo powder for our New York trip. My dad… well… nah.”

Kurt's dad eyed him.

“Anyway, the whole living in the city thing is something else,” Kurt's dad continued, “How-” “By ourselves,” Blaine answered, “We ask the Ministry to change our money from wizard to Muggle currency, or at least a part of it. That's it. We can always change more, but to do everything at once is a little bit too much for most of us.”

“I understand,” Kurt's dad nods, “Very smart, all of it.”

“It all happened in 2000. There was a Squib revolution. They wanted more interaction between Muggles and wizards. Squibs are wizards without powers, by the way. Anyway, they managed to change a lot of things without the Muggles noticing and here we are.”

Kurt's dad nodded. Then he looked up to Kurt. “You really want this, bud?” he asked. “I really want this, dad,” Kurt told them, “I've always wanted this, but then the whole wizard stuff happened and I got kinda side tracked. But going back to New York… I know for sure now.”