“Thank you honey,” I said as Blaine opened the door of the restaurant for me, being the polite gentleman he always was.

Blaine smiled at my comment then took my hand after we had both made our way through the door. Even though we were in Westerville in Ohio and on our own, Blaine showed no hesitation in taking my hand in his. Blaine had taken me out for a romantic meal in exchange for how he acted yesterday when he was really jealous and brought up the Karofsky kiss. His whole argument had been really stupid and it had made me cry. After we had watched ‘The Dark Knight’ with the brilliant Heath Ledger as the Joker, Blaine and I had stayed up talking for a few hours about the argument. Blaine admitted to me that he was scared he was going to lose me. I told him that I felt exactly the same. The whole relationship felt like a dream come true and I was worried that something would happen that would end the happiest time of my life. What if Blaine met someone else or a new Warbler joined and Blaine was taken with him? Blaine told me I was being ridiculous and I told him the same thing. We knew we both loved one another and would never want anyone else. Blaine apologised for being a jealous jerk and promised me if he ever got jealous again, he wouldn’t lash out at me again like he did. He promised to never use that incident with Karofsky in an argument ever again.

Blaine and I walked hand in hand as we headed back to Dalton. Dinner had been absolute perfection. Blaine had insisted on treating me and not letting me pay a penny. We were doing exactly what Blaine had said last night we would as we were having a romantic walk in the moonlight. We were mainly walking in silence; except for the occasional small talk. It never felt awkward with Blaine. We were just soaking up one another’s presence. A slight chill hit my body, causing me to sliver slightly.

Blaine immediately saw this, “Kurt sweetie, are you cold?”

“Blaine I’m fine,” I replied, ignoring the cold.

I hadn’t brought a jacket with me as I hadn’t wanted to ruin my fabulous outfit. I was dressed to impress. I was wearing tight red trousers, a black Givenchy shirt with a red collar and my Hugo Boss black shoes. Blaine completely ignored me, let go of my hand and started to take his jacket off.

“Blaine I’m seriously fine!” I argued, not wanting my boyfriend to be cold due to my stupidity of not having a jacket on quite a cold night. I should have known to take a jacket just in case.

Blaine continued to take his jacket off, “I’m too hot in this jacket and was going to take it off anyway. Please wear this jacket for me Kurt. I don’t want the love of my life to become ill because he refused to wear my jacket.”

Blaine had me there. I took the jacket off him and carefully put it on, taking care not to crease my outfit. I surprised Blaine by kissing him on the lips before entwining our hands again.

“Thank you sweetie,” I smiled at him as we continued to make our way back to Dalton, “I’ve had a great time tonight.”

“It was just great?” Blaine teased as he squeezed my hand, “What about brilliant or fantastic or...?”

I had to interrupt him, “You know it was a brilliant evening Blaine. In all seriousness however, thank you for tonight.”

Blaine’s gaze softened, “You’re welcome my love. It’s all that you deserve. I’m so sorry for my stupidity...”

“Blaine...” I whined, capturing his attention, “Don’t torture yourself. You’ve apologise and I’ve forgiven you. Don’t dwell on it.

Blaine kissed my cheek, “I love you.”

“I love you too,” I immediately replied, smiling at my boyfriend.

It wasn’t too long before we arrived back at Dalton. As it was Thursday night there was a curfew of ten o’clock so we made sure we were back in time for that. We smiled at the receptionist on our way in before following the familiar route to the dorms. Blaine insisted on walking me back to my room. We paused outside my door. It wasn’t worth the risk of having Blaine stay in my room; especially since it was a weekday.

“Thank you for tonight Blaine. It was amazing,” I said as I gazed into my Blaine’s heart shaped beautiful eyes.

Blaine just grinned back at me, “Thank you for making my evening amazing Kurt.”

It seemed neither of us moved but we ended up in one another’s arms. My arms were wound around Blaine’s neck while he had a tight grasp on my hips. Our lips immediately met in a sweet kiss full of love. Blaine deepened the kiss, tugging me closer to him. I felt his tongue flick my bottom lip before he gently sunk his teeth into it. I groaned before running my hand through Blaine’s slightly gelled hair; I hadn’t let him use a lot. I run my own tongue along Blaine’s lips and he opened his mouth. I pushed my tongue through into his mouth and pulled him closer by tugging on his gorgeous hair. Blaine gave as good as he got when fighting against me for dominance. I felt him back me against the wall next to my door, lifting me up a little. I sometimes forgot how strong Blaine was. It would have been so easy to get Blaine to come into my room and continue this in there. It would have been so easy to get lost in the moment but I knew neither of us wanted that. I eventually pulled away but Blaine just moved down to my neck and started attacking it, sucking at various points. I gasped and clutched at Blaine’s head and shoulder; my feet still not touching the ground. I knew I would have marks again in the morning. I had spent some time this morning covering the marks Blaine made last night. I had seen Jeff and Nick inspecting my neck throughout the day as if they hoped my cover-up would fade. I threw my head back and moaned as Blaine sucked extra hard. I completely forgot I had a hard wall behind me and whacked my head, causing me to let out a hiss and a groan. Blaine immediately pulled away and looked at me in concern. He must have seen a look of pain on my face because he gently lowered me to the ground and cupped my face with his hands.

“Are you okay baby?” I could hear the concern in my boyfriend’s voice.

“Yeah I’m fine,” I tried to reassure him, “My head just hurts from hitting it.”

Blaine looked upset, “It’s my fault you’re hurt. I’m so sorry Kurt.”

“Blaine it is not your fault!” I argued, “I simply hit my head because I threw my head back. It’s my fault and it doesn’t hurt I promise you.”

Blaine nodded before standing on his tip toes so he could place a kiss on the top of my head. I just rolled my eyes but had a smile on my face. It was the little things Blaine did that made him so perfect.

I leaned in and pressed a kiss to Blaine’s lips, “I love you Blaine.”

Blaine kissed me back before pulling away, “I love you too Kurt. I’ll see you at breakfast.”

I nodded before kissing his cheek, “Goodnight sweetie.”

I unlocked my door and opened it, before waving to Blaine as he walked away. I shut my door behind me and just collapsed onto my bed; my stomach full of butterflies and my heart full of love for a certain dapper boy.

(break)

I loved the feeling of sitting in between Blaine’s legs with his arms wrapped around my waist and his head resting on my shoulder. We were all sitting outside for lunch, a week after the fight, as it was a warm day. We were just hanging out with the Warblers. I laid my head back on Blaine’s shoulder and he pressed a kiss to my cheek.

“Oh my God you guys are too adorable!” I heard Jeff yell, “Some of us are trying to eat!”

“Stop staring at us then,” I called back, unable to keep the amusement from my voice.

“I suggest you listen to my boyfriend,” Blaine added, kissing my cheek again.

Jeff just made an exasperated sound which made everyone laugh. My phone buzzed and made a noise, signifying someone in the New Directions wanted to talk to me. I pulled my iPhone out of my blazer pocket that was lying in front of me and opened my message.

From Rachel 12:18
Kuuurt! I need your fashion advice! You better not reply anything about my amazing animal sweaters! Anyway it’s Junior Prom is tomorrow and I, of course, am going with Finn. I have a few options for dresses but I need your eye to say which one I will look the best in and make everyone jealous of me and jealous of Finn for being with me. Please help!!! Rachel xxx

I chuckled at Rachel’s text causing Blaine to give me a funny look. I showed him Rachel’s text which made him laugh too. I clicked reply.

From Kurt 12:20
Raaaachel! I don’t consider those sweaters fashionable so I won’t comment on them. Prom is tomorrow and you’re only deciding on which dress is the best!? Honey if it was me I would have decided months ago! Of course I will help. You know fashion is my calling in life; apart from Broadway and Blaine. Kurt xxx

I could feel Blaine reading over my shoulder but I didn’t particularly mind as it was nothing secretive. Blaine pressed his lips to my shoulder; obviously after he had read the part about him. My phone buzzed again, letting me know Rachel had replied.

From Rachel 12:22
Thank you so much! You are really my Best Gay! I don’t know what I’d do without you. You’re like my own Joan Rivers! Oh by the way Kurt, we were all wondering if you wanted to come to Prom. I know it’s short notice but you’ve been so busy recently and so have we getting ready for Nationals (sorry for rubbing it in your face). Would you? You could bring Blaine and it would be just like old times. It’s totally up to you of course. Let me know. Rachel xxx

I rolled my eyes at the bit about Nationals. Of course she had to mention it despite the fact it had nothing to do with Nationals. I just stared at the contents of Rachel’s text. I hadn’t been expecting that. It was Prom. I had always wanted to slow dance at Prom with the boy I loved and I had the opportunity to do so. If I went, I would have to wear a normal tux; maybe with a bit of Kurt Hummel flair if I had time. If I had been at McKinley and known at Prom in advance, I would have worn an outfit that was an homage to Alexander McQueen and the Royal Wedding between Prince William and Kate Middleton; with a kilt instead of black trousers. It probably would have caused problems with the homophobic jocks at McKinley but I would never shy away from who I was. If I wanted to wear a kilt, I would. I tried to imagine the night at Prom. Blaine and I would stand awkwardly side by side, trying to discreetly hold hands without attracting attention. We would dance as if we were friends but I would have to dance with Blaine when a slow song came on. I wanted to have the opportunity to slow dance with Blaine. We were no different when other couples; but obviously people didn’t agree with that.

Blaine placed another kiss on my shoulder, “Earth to Kurt Hummel! Sweetie, are you all right?”

I snapped out of my daze and turned my head slightly to see my boyfriend’s eyes gazing at me; his face etched with concern. I smiled at him, showing that I was all right but he only half heartedly smiled back. I snuggled back against Blaine’s chest, humming in contentment when he tightened his grip slightly. I let my mind wander back to Prom. Did I want to go? Did I want to return to McKinley and make a statement about my new life? I wasn’t ashamed of Blaine or trying to hide him. McKinley had been a part of my life but I had moved on. I was at Dalton and in the Warblers. I had never been truly happy at McKinley. Of course I loved and missed my friends but my life had been a misery. If I hadn’t met Blaine, I would have probably ended up killing myself. That thought caused a chill to run through me and I shivered, making Blaine hold me tighter and nuzzle his chin against my shoulder. I smiled at his little gesture. I decided I wouldn’t go to Prom. Blaine had told me all about his previous experience at a Sadie Hawkins dance. We had opened up to each other about everything and had no secrets. We completely trusted one another and I doubted that would change. I didn’t want to make Blaine feel uncomfortable by going to Prom and I didn’t want to subject us to any homophobic remarks or even abuse. We didn’t deserve that for simply being in love.

From Kurt 12:26
Thanks but no thanks. As nice as it would be it’s got to be a no. Thanks for the invite though dear. Love Kurt xxx

I sighed after I sent the text, feeling relieved.

Blaine leaned in and kissed my cheek, “Baby talk to me.”

I laid my head back on Blaine’s shoulder, “I love you Blaine.”

Blaine reached over to kiss my nose, “I love you too baby. As much as I love hearing that, that’s not what’s wrong.”

To my surprise, Blaine pulled me towards him, lifting him into his lap. I blushed as the boys around us starting whistling. Blaine positioned me so I was sitting sideways in his lap; his right arm wrapped around my waist and his left hand entwined with mine.

“Talk to me baby,” Blaine repeated, leaning his forehead against mine, “I don’t like you looking lost and confused.”

I just wanted to kiss Blaine at these words but knew all our friends were watching; plus Blaine wanted to find out what was wrong.

“Rachel texted me about inviting us to Prom Friday night,” I explained, toying with Blaine’s handing in mine.

“Friday night... as in tomorrow?” Blaine exclaimed, sounding puzzled.

I nodded, “Yeah she said if we wanted to come. I was just thinking about it.”

Blaine nuzzled his nose along my jaw, “What are you thinking babe?”

I giggled a little at Blaine’s touch before snuggling into shoulder, “I don’t want to go.”

Blaine pulled back a little, “Kurt... I hope you don’t want to go because of my past... or because you’re worried...”

I put my finger on his lips, “Blaine sweetie, don’t worry. I don’t want to go as I don’t see the point. As much as I’d love to slow dance with you at Prom and see you looking extremely dapper and handsome in a tuxedo, I’ve moved on from McKinley with my life. Dalton is my home now and you’re here with me. Why would I go back to the place I was tormented? I have friends there, yes, but there’s no real reason to go.”

Blaine kissed my finger on his lips before taking hold of both hands, “If you’re sure, I’ll support you one hundred per cent as usual.”

I had to give in and kissed Blaine on the lips in front of everyone. Blaine wrapped his arms around my waist and tightened his grip, before deepening the kiss slightly. The Warblers were all cheering and whistling again. We pulled apart before leaning our foreheads against one another’s.

“I love you Blaine Warbler,” I whispered as I soaked in my boyfriend’s presence.

Blaine smiled back at me, “I love you too Kurt Warbler.”

(break)

It was nearly eleven o’clock in the morning on the Saturday; the day after Prom. I was sipping my Grande Non-Fat Mocha waiting for Rachel in the Lima Bean. She was coming to fill me in everything that had happened at Prom since I didn’t want to go. I had spent last night with my family, just having a movie night. The door opened and Rachel walked in, wearing a bright orange coat. I instantly glared at the coat but Rachel didn’t seem to notice. She walked up to the counter and ordered her drink before coming over to sit with me.

“So how was Prom?” I asked, knowing that Rachel would tell me everything.

Rachel opened her mouth and began, “Oh Kurt it was so good. Of course the New Directions were performing so everyone sang. I had a solo, of course, as my voice is too good to be blended in with someone else’s... except Finn’s or yours.”

“Good save there Rachel,” I chuckled, taking a sip of my coffee.

Rachel ignored my comment and continued, “Quinn went on her own and I could totally see that she was eyeing up Finn and wishing she was with him. She did actually slap me in the girls’ bathroom after she lost out on Prom Queen, saying she would have won if she had been with Finn.”

I nearly choked on my drink at her words, “What!? Quinn Fabray slapped you? Because she didn’t get Prom Queen? I can’t believe that girl! Who was Prom King and Queen?”

Rachel nodded furiously, “I know! She’s lucky I appreciate the drama of being slapped; otherwise I would have set Finn on her. She had been campaigning for weeks but obviously lost.”

Rachel stopped so I encouraged her, “Who was Prom King and Queen?”

Rachel looked uneasy, “Prom King was Karofsky.”

I put my coffee down and sat back in my seat. It pained me to think that my old bully was voted Prom King, despite everything he had done. It was true that they had voted for a boy who in the closest but they didn’t know and Karofsky was unlikely to come out of the closet.

I groaned at that, “And Prom Queen?”

“Santana won the vote in the end. I think she just beat Quinn,” Rachel said, looking saddened, “Kurt... there’s something you should know. Oh God I don’t know if I should tell you because it might upset you and I...”

“Rachel!” I interrupted the rambling diva, “Just tell me... please.”

Rachel took a deep breath before taking my hand in hers, “I found this out at Prom. Apparently if you had come back to McKinley or even if you had come to Prom... the jocks would have done a secret ballot to ensure that you would have won Prom Queen.”

I froze at her words. The Neanderthals at McKinley were still trying to make my life hell, even though I didn’t go to the school anymore. They couldn’t just let me be and let me get on with my life. I pulled my hand out of Rachel’s and buried my face in my hands, resting my head on the table.

“Kurt I’m so sorry,” I heard Rachel say and felt her stroke my arm.

I didn’t look up. I was trying to blink back tears. Was I destined for a life where everything went wrong? Where I wasn’t allowed to be happy? I don’t know how long I stayed like that but I just kept my head down, willing the tears to go away. I thought I heard Rachel whispering but I ignored it. I didn’t want to talk to her. I didn’t care if I was being rude; I just wanted to be left alone.

Suddenly Rachel’s voice was next to my ear, “Goodbye Kurt. Love you Best Gay.”

I didn’t even look up to reply but I could understand why she had left. To my surprise, I suddenly felt a pair of hands on mine, trying to pull them away from my face. I tried to fight back but the hands were too strong for me. I glanced up to see Blaine looking at me sadly. He was looking at me with such love and pity that I couldn’t help but let the tears overflow.

“Oh Kurt baby,” Blaine whispered, squeezing my hands, “Rachel told me. I’m so sorry Kurt.”

“Why can’t they leave me alone?” I whispered back, trying to hold back the tears, “I don’t even go to school there anymore but they’re still trying to terrorise me!”

“It was just a stupid joke,” Blaine tried to argue, not wanting me to get more upset.

“That’s the thing!” My voice got slightly higher due to my anger, “They were going to do it by secret ballot! They wouldn’t have said anything to my face. They would have let me think everything was okay and that maybe they were dating to accept me and anyone else who was gay; like some progress had been mad. I would have let my guard down, only to be publicly humiliated in front of everyone I used to go to school with!”

Blaine let go of my hands and stood up. He stood in front of me and pulled me up. Blaine pulled me into a tight embrace and just held me. I wrapped my arms around him and cried silently into his neck. I didn’t care that we were two boys hugging in the Lima Bean; I just needed my Blaine. Eventually I pulled away slightly and Blaine wiped the tears from my cheeks, before placing a kiss to each cheek.

“I love you,” I said, feeling so happy that I had this boy in my life.

“I love you too,” Blaine replied, “I’ll always love you. I’m so sorry this happened to you.”

I took a deep breath, “If we had gone to Prom, I wouldn’t run away. I would have probably run out but in the end, I would go up and get coronated and get my crown. I would show them that it doesn’t matter if they are yelling at me or whispering behind my back. They can’t touch me. They can’t touch us or what we have.”

Blaine suddenly kissed me and I eagerly responded; our arms still around one another. We didn’t kiss for long as we were in a public place in Ohio but it was still a kiss full of love.

Blaine pulled away first, “You are so amazing Kurt Hummel. When I think I can’t fall in love with anymore, you do something that makes me fall deeper.”

I grinned at Blaine’s comment, “You’re not too bad yourself.”

Blaine grinned back at me before pausing slightly, “Kurt, do you want to come round tonight? I’ve planned something for us but you need to dress up. It’s a formal event.”

I gave Blaine a look before replying, “Of course Blaine. Are we going to a posh restaurant or something? Formal as in a tux?”

Blaine nodded, “Formal as in a tux my dear Kurt. That’s for me to know and you to find out. I’m sorry baby but I need to head back home. Can you please be at mine for half past seven?”

“Of course I will,” I replied, “And Blaine, that’s fine. I should get home. I think I’m helping Dad out in the garage so we can spend some time together as we don’t see one another during the week.”

Blaine held out his hand and I accepted it, before we walked out of the Lima Bean hand in hand. Blaine walked me to my car and gave me a gentle kiss goodbye before walking to his own car. I watched him go before getting into my Navigator, wondering how Blaine was so perfect.

(break)

I arrived at Blaine’s house at exactly half past seven. I was a little nervous for some reason. I didn’t know what Blaine had planned or where we were going. I got out of the engine and knocked on Blaine’s door. The door opened and there stood Blaine, wearing a tuxedo just like me.

“Good evening Kurt. You look absolutely dashing. I particularly love your fey bowtie,” Blaine said as he pulled me into a hug before giving me a kiss hello.

“You look so dapper and handsome too Blaine,” I replied as Blaine took my hand and led me inside.

I had been to Blaine’s house before but his parents were usually in. It was obviously just the two of us; especially since there were no other cars on the drive apart from mine and Blaine’s. Blaine led us to the dining room where the table was all set with candles lit in the middle. There was two plates of steak and some vegetables with two glasses of sparkling cider sat next to them. I noted the cheesecake on the table for dessert. I was so touched by what Blaine had done. Blaine pulled out the chair for me so I sat down and watched as Blaine sat in his seat.

“Blaine baby... what is all this?” I asked in wonder.

“I wanted to do something special for you,” Blaine replied, smiling sweetly at me.

Dinner was a lovely affair. We ate our dinner while talking about everything. I loved that Blaine and I were best friends as well as boyfriends. We shared everything with one another and never kept secrets. I knew everything about Blaine and he knew everything about me. I was extremely happy when Blaine handed me a slice of cheesecake. That was my one weakness and Blaine knew it. He had even picked it up from my favourite bakery as they do the best cheesecake in my opinion. Eventually dinner was finished and Blaine was clearing away; insisting I was his guest and I wasn’t doing anything to help whatsoever. When Blaine came back, he took my hand in his and led me through to another room; the main room downstairs. When I walked in, I gasped in wonder and awe. The lighting had been dimmed and the candles had been filled with candles. In the background, there was some music playing; setting the perfect romantic atmosphere.

I immediately turned to face Blaine, who was looking at me with so much love in his eyes, “Blaine what is all this?”

Blaine wrapped his arms around my waist, “I remembered you saying something about slow dancing with the person that you liked at your Prom. I know you didn’t go to the McKinley Prom and that Dalton doesn’t have a Prom so... I decided to have a Prom just for the two of us.”

I basically jumped on Blaine when I hugged him, “Blaine that is so romantic. I love you so much.”

“I love you too,” Blaine replied, “May I have this dance?”

I smiled at my boyfriend, “Yes, yes you may.”

Blaine and I walked to the centre of the room and turned to face another. Blaine wrapped one arm around my waist and took my hand in his, while I wrapped one arm around his neck. We held one another close as we slow danced to Bryan Adams’ ‘Everything I Do, I Do It for You’. I stayed in Blaine’s arms as we twirled around the room, dancing to songs such as ‘Heaven’ by Bryan Adams, ‘I Don’t Want to Miss a Thing’ by Aerosmith and ‘Hero’ by Enrique Iglesias. Our positions had changed to Blaine with both arms around my waist and I had both arms around Blaine’s neck; pressed close together. We were just swaying to the music, unwilling to let go of one another. When Bon Jovi’s ‘Always’ came on, Blaine sang certain lines in my ear.

“And I will love you baby... always,” sang Blaine, making me love him more and more.

I gripped Blaine tighter, never wanting to let go. I wanted to be with him forever and ever. I needed him. He was my soul mate and he was the one for me. I knew the odds were against us as we were each other’s first loves but it can work out, if both are willing and committed. The song changed to ‘Your Song’ by Elton John and Blaine continued to sing in my ear. I was instantly reminded of ‘Moulin Rouge’ when Christian sang that song to Satine. I could always imagine Blaine and I singing ‘Come What May’ and it being our song; apart from ‘Teenage Dream’. I felt so happy in this moment. It was perfect. I suddenly heard Blaine’s voice coming out of the speakers and realised it was an acoustic version of ‘Teenage Dream’ sang by the one and only Blaine Anderson. I could hardly believe it. His voice sounded so raw and emotional and beautiful. I closed my eyes and let Blaine’s dreamy voice wash over me. Blaine sang to the words to me as well; making my mind wander back to the moment we first met and when Blaine sang this song to me. I heard the song end and pulled away slightly to gaze into Blaine’s eyes. He smiled at me; his eyes full of love and happiness. I couldn’t help myself so I leaned in and kissed Blaine. He immediately responded and deepened the kiss, running his tongue against my lips. I opened my mouth slightly, allowing Blaine’s tongue to enter my mouth. Our tongues battled it out before I pulled him as close as possible; while Blaine was doing the same to me. Eventually we pulled apart for breath and rested our foreheads against one another’s. We gazed into one another’s eyes, feeling so much love for one another and wanting to show our love for one another. I knew we were sharing the same thought but I knew Blaine was being a gentleman and letting me make the first move to show I was ready.

“I want to go to your room,” I said, urging my voice not to break.

Blaine simply looked at me for a few seconds before he smiled at me, “Okay.”