Blaine was working and had the morning shift at Target today and got off at noon.

Wes, David, Puck and Blaine were sitting in the break room, Puck and Blaine were about to get off and Wes and David were just starting. They have been getting away with having more breaks since Shirley has mysteriously disappeared and a non threatening older man took her place.

Puck was once again rummaging through the fridge, "So how far have you gotten?" he asked with food in his mouth.

"I finished most of the boxes," Blaine said.

"No, I'm not talking about that, I'm talking about you and Hummel."

"Noah, I am not going to tell you about me and Kurt's personal life."

"It's cause you're not gettin' any."

David raised his finger, "I know for a fact Blaine is definitely getting some, no one can be that happy hanging around the same person all the time and not be getting any."

"Can we please change the subject?" Blaine asked, not wanting his and Kurt's relationship the topic of discussion.

"I can give you something to talk about," Earl said as he limped out of a corner.

"My birthday is tomorrow and I am having a huge party in my mom's basement. There is going to be pin-the-tail on the gorilla and a gnome search party."

"Okay?" Wes dragged out slowly.

Earl continued talking in a scratchy voice, "It is going to be a bundles of fun and none of you are invited." He laughed evil and rather loudly and limped out the door.

"Gorilla's don't even have tails," Blaine said. Then the four continued talking as if nothing happened.

"Any plans when you get off?" Wes asked Blaine.

"Yeah, Kurt is picking me up and taking me somewhere; he won't tell me where."

"I bet it's to his bed," Puck added.

Wes and David started singing "Blaine's gettin' lay-aid, Blaine's gettin' lay-aid."

Blaine walked out of the room ignoring them, as he left he heard shouts of, "Don't forget protection. Aisle four! Aisle four!"

Kurt and Blaine decided to take things slow and just do what feels right to them. So, so far they have only been making out and the occasional groping when it got heated. But soon he was going to have to speed things up a bit if Kurt continued to wear tight pants and low cut shirts.

Blaine had a few more things to do before his shift ended and he would be off with Kurt. He thought of Kurt to make his shifts go faster, his smile, his laugh, he realized he had it really bad for him.

He felt a pair of hands on his waist and then someone hug him from behind.

"David, this better not be you."

He heard a familiar light giggle and turned around in Kurt's arms and kissed him on the nose.

Kurt unlatched his hands and took a step back as Blaine chased him forward and had a small frown on from the missing warmth and smell of Kurt.

"I don't want to get you in trouble with Shirley," Kurt chuckled at Blaine's face.

They were in the back of an aisle with no one else around so Blaine stepped forward and put his hands on Kurt's waist, "Shirley's mysteriously disappeared," he grinned. "and some old guy took her place who can't see very well. He said I remind him of a zebra he once owned."

Kurt laughed and nuzzled in closer to Blaine. "Are you almost done? It is a bit of a drive."

"Yeah, just let me change out of these clothes."

"Hmm, I like you in red," Kurt said playing with Blaine's collar.

"Do you now?" he said back playfully and led them to the break room arm in arm.

Kurt waited outside while Blaine changed.

"I'm having a birthday party tomorrow," he heard a voice say. Then he saw Earl limp from around the corner. "You're not invited," and he laughed darkly and limped away.

"Hey Kurt."

Kurt turned around and saw Puck walking up to him.

"Aisle four is that way," he pointed and gave him a pat on the back and a smirk and walked away.

Blaine finally was done changing and came out.

"Hey Blaine, what's on aisle four?"

Blaine blushed, "Nothing special, why?"

"I saw Puck and all he said was 'aisle four' and smiled at me and also Earl is having a birthday party and I'm not invited, I don't know how you work with these people."

"You get used to the crazy, come on let's go."

The started walking toward the exit hand in hand.

"While I was in the break room David told me what happened to Shirley."

"What was it?" Kurt asked curiously.

"Well, she heard Puck sleeps with a bunch of moms. People in Shirley's book clubbing were talking about how amazing he is," Kurt made a face like he wanted to vomit, "yeah, I know, anyway Shirley heard and wanted some action, apparently in the storage room. Puck was grossed out and went to corporate. She already had a warning from trying to get with Carl so they fired her."

"Wow, I knew something was strange about her. So they replaced her with a delirious old man?"

"Yep."

"Target just keeps getting weirder and weirder. Please do not get sucked in."

"If I have any signs of weirdness I give you permission to slap it out of me."

"Yay!" and they got in the car and drove away.

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"How much longer?"

They have been driving for about twenty minutes and Blaine was getting antsy.

"Almost there, you are so impatient."

"I'm just excited! Any where I go with you is fun, but I have a feeling this is going to be extra fun. And is there a reason why you are wearing plaid? I thought you said plaid button downs are too hipster/mainstream."

"This is an exception and I have one for you too."

"You got me a shirt?" Blaine said with a look of adoration on his face.

"Yes, you'll need it."

Blaine stared at Kurt's profile as he drove. He would never get tired of looking at Kurt. He felt his heart swell as he gazed at Kurt.

"Hey Kurt."

"Yeah?" he glanced at Blaine with a smile. They were holding hands over the arm rest.

"Did you feel like we were in the honeymoon stage the first week of dating."

"Yes, still do. You can do no wrong in my eyes."

"Yeah, me too, I wonder if it's ever going to end."

"I hope not, it's a good feeling."

"It is, isn't it," Blaine pulled Kurt's hand to his lips and kissed his knuckles.

Kurt hummed and smiled.

::

"We are almost there, you should put on your shirt," Kurt said.

Blaine grabbed a red and black plaid shirt from the back sheet.

"I'm guessing you picked this out because it is red?"

"Yes, that is correct."

Kurt chose the perfect time for Blaine to change so he wouldn't see the big sign advertising what they are going to. He also tried very hard to keep his eyes on the road while Blaine had his shirt off.

He pulled into a big parking lot filled with cars. They got out and Kurt led them to the ticket booth.

"Two students please," Kurt told the lady and paid for their tickets.

"So are you going to tell me now?"

"Yes," Kurt said shaking a little with excitement.

"I have taken you too…" he did a little dance in his place with a bright smile, "a pig race!"

"What?" Blaine thought he heard it wrong.

"A pig race!" Kurt said again quickly.

"Every year my dad would take me to here to see the pigs race. He is really into it and for some reason I got into it too."

"So you just watch pigs race?"

"Yeah, and there is food and a ferris wheel and games, then at night they release the pigs. They crash into each other and some don't even race, they just lay in the mud. My dad's here with Carole. I promised we would spend some time with them."

"It actually sounds fun," Blaine said nodding. "Why haven't I heard of this before?"

"Dunno, it's actually very popular."

"Probably because my parents are business people and spend time traveling."

"Don't worry," Kurt said as he led him in, "I will show you all the awesome stuff."

They walked through and there were people all around. Some where sitting on stacks of hay some where posing with cardboard cut outs of pigs and others were just walking around. Booths were all lined up and in the middle was a ring where the pigs would race and a small ferris wheel off to the side.

"I see now why what you mean about plaid being an exception this time," Blaine said as he looked around and everyone was wearing plaid.

"Yep, the only day I wear plaid. Are you hungry?"

"Not yet I want to walk around," Blaine said as he went to grab Kurt's hand.

Kurt pulled away before he could reach him and had a small dejected face on.

"I'm sorry Blaine," he said showing his emotions in his eyes. "People here are very old fashion and if they saw two males together it… it wouldn't be good. I'm sorry," he said again.

"I understand," Blaine said sympathetically.

"I really like holding your hand," Kurt tried to get Blaine to smile, "we can still have fun, then we will have to whole night to ourselves."

Blaine smiled at that thought. His parents were out of town so he invited Kurt to spend the night. It would be their first night alone together.

They walked around for a while, just enjoying the scenery with their shoulders brushing more than once.

"What's that?" Blaine pointed at a booth with an older man in front with grey hair. The sign in squiggly letters read 'See Your Future'.

"Oh, that's just a booth that takes your picture and a computer shows you how you will look when you are sixty-five. I think it just generates randomly because every year I look different. Last year I had a long grey beard. Come on, let's see our future," and he pulled him over to the booth.

"Yello gents," the old man said. "Come to see ya future ey'?"

"Yes, sir," Kurt said.

"Okay then, both ah ya sit o'er there in front o' the camera," he pointed at a bench.

"Smile!" Kurt and Blaine smiled and the old man smacked a button and the camera flashed.

There was some electronic tinkering noise for show to let you know the computer was generating your image and out printed a picture.

The old man took it, "handsome men y'all turn out to be fella's, much betta lookin' than me."

He handed them the picture and Kurt and Blaine burst into laughter.

Blaine had only one tooth left in his smile and a big wart on his nose. Kurt was completely bald and seemed to not have any eyebrows either. Both had wrinkles all over their faces.

"My hair!" Kurt shrieked, "I'd prefer to have a long beard instead of no hair.

Blaine was still laughing, "You still look cute even bald and old."

"Are you mocking me," Kurt gave a glare, but it was playful.

"No, I'm serious, you look better than me."

This reminded Kurt something is dad told him 'The real way to find out if someone loves you is, even of you go bald, they still will love you'.

"I'm keeping this picture," Blaine said grabbing it from Kurt's hands.

"No you aren't," Kurt said trying to take it back but Blaine moved his hand out of the way. "I do not want anyone else to see this."

"I promise I won't show anyone else. I'm just going to keep it in my room."

"Sure," Kurt said slowly and Blaine took one last look at it and put it in his back pocket.

"Kurt! Blaine!" They turned and saw Burt and Carole walking toward them. Carole had a stuffed pig with a hat on in her hand and they both had smiles on.

"Hey, having fun?" Burt asked.

"Yeah we got out picture taken!" Blaine said smiling. Kurt glared at him.

"We were just going to get some food," Kurt said changing the subject. Blaine looked at him curiously.

"Want to join us?" Kurt asked Burt and Carole.

"Sure I could go for some bacon," Burt said rubbing his stomach.

"They sell bacon here? That's just wrong," said Blaine.

"I know, they're fried in grease but they have good salads," Kurt said and they went to get food.

Finn and Rachel were there too and met up with them. They got their food and sat and ate. Burt and Finn were the only ones that got bacon, a bacon sandwich to be exact.

"You singing again this year?" Burt asked Kurt.

"Maybe," Kurt said nibbling on lettuce.

"You should, they love you."

"Sing what?" Blaine asked.

"Kurt sings the national anthem before the pig race and everyone loves it," Finn said chowing down on his sandwich.

"I just don't like that they like my voice but if they knew my sexuality, they would hate me."

"You've got to step up son, show them your a great singer and person," Burt told him.

"I'll do it!" Rachel said happily.

"You can't," Finn said, "It's traditionally sung by a male every year and Kurt's done it since anyone can remember."

"Well that's a stupid tradition," Rachel pouted.

"I'm going to do it," Kurt declared. "Only because I love singing." Blaine squeezed his knee under the table and smiled at him.

They scattered off again after eating. They went to most of the booths, Guess How Much the Pig Weighs, cotton candy, and ring toss. The also went on the ferris wheel and stole a kiss at the very top out of wandering eyes. Kurt even won Blaine a stuffed pig with a red beret.

"The race is going to start soon. We should get a spot, it fills up fast." Kurt said as they finished up their cotton candy that was shaped as a pig.

People were already starting to crowd around the ring.

"You can actually bet on which pig you think is going to win. But it is hard to predict, the pigs behavior is so random." Blaine nodded at this.

Soon someone with a mic came in the middle of a ring and while he was talking the pigs were brought out in luxurious carts. They had nice pillows and blankets, and one even said 'Princess lies here'.

"How y'all doin'? Welcome to the 55th annual pig race!"

Everyone clapped and whooped.

"To start out the race we welcome once again Kurt Hummel to sing the national anthem."

The crows cheered even more and Kurt walked into the ring and grabbed the mic. He was smiling and waving to the crowd like he had done this before and was used to people cheering for him.

He started the first notes and everyone became silent to hear him sing.

He sang with beauty and grace and put as much emotion as he could in it while sneaking glances at Blaine. The crowd really loved him because they all remained silent and had a look on their faces that said they were proud to be an american.

He finished and everyone clapped and cheered, a buff man in a do-rag was sobbing in tears quietly to himself.

Kurt gave a bow and small wave and returned to Blaine.

A gun was shot in the air and the race began.

There was food attached to a string for pigs to chase. Only two were chasing, one was rolling in the dirt and the other was fell asleep at the starting line.

People were cheering and shouting 'run pork run!'

The smallest pig finally reached the finished line and everyone went berserk.

Blaine didn't understand why people were going so crazy over pigs but the race was entertaining. Kurt was also shouting and clapping but not as violently as others.

"Only one person bet on Princess" the announcer looked at a clipboard. "Earl come claim your money."

Earl was screaming and waving his hands in the air and ran up to the announcer.

"Congratulations $8.75"

Earl was as happy as can be, he took the money and ran away laughing.

"He forgot he has a limp," Blaine said.

"Oh well," Kurt shrugged.

It was getting dark and everyone began leaving after the main event. Kurt drove them to Blaine's house.

Blaine's big empty house with a big comfortable bed, yeah, Kurt was a bit nervous. He has never been alone with a boy like this before.

They were sitting in Blaine's bed.

Blaine was fidgeting with his hands. "So this is new to me, I never had a boy sleep over. Well, I did but not one I liked. Well, maybe, but that was when I was younger and finding myself."

Blaine was rambling. Kurt noticed he did that when he was nervous.

"Me too," Kurt gave him a reassuring smile.

"So I must warn you then," Blaine had a smirk on his face. "I sleep in only my boxers."

Kurt blushed and laughed. He was very fine with that.

"That's fine."

Kurt went to put on his pajamas and Blaine stripped down to his boxer and got under the covers.

Kurt came out fully covered in his pajamas and Blaine did a small groan to himself. Maybe he can convince him to take off his shirt later.

Blaine patted the spot in the bed next to him and Kurt climbed in.

"Want to watch TV?" Blaine asked,

"I'd rather make out."

"Really?" Blaine asked intrigued.

Kurt nodded and then Blaine moved and was suddenly straddling Kurt.

They kissed slowly with Kurt roaming his hands on Blaine's chest. He loved the way his muscles moved over him. The kiss soon turned more passionate and Blaine unbuttoned two of Kurt's buttons on his shirt. He waited for a protest but got a moan instead. That made him want to rip Kurt's shirt off but he settled with one button at a time.

Soon Kurt was shirtless and they were chest on chest while Blaine was sucking on Kurt's throat.

"Blaine." Blaine sure did have a skillful tongue Kurt thought.

"Hmmppfff Kurt," was all Blaine could manage to say.

Blaine returned to Kurt's mouth and sucked on his bottom lip for a while.

Then Kurt licked Blaine's bottom lip and Blaine parted his lips. Kurt's tongue explored the inside of Blaine's mouth for a while.

The only thought's Blaine could manage were, why haven't we been doing this sooner, and we should not stop doing this, ever.

They eventually slowed down until Blaine was kissing Kurt's face in places all over.

Kurt's lips were pink and swollen and his hair was in different places from Blaine's hands running through it. He certainly loved Kurt like this, he filed Kurt's look in his memory.

He laid his head down on Kurt's bare chest and listened to his heart beat.

"We should do that more often," Kurt said, his voice a little breathless.

"I have never agreed with you more."

They dozed off to sleep holding each other the whole night.