Time seemed to slow after Blaine got that call from Kurt. There wasnt as many cheer practices to fill up his week, and the social events seemed to dwindle after spring break (which Blaine had unceremoniously spent on campus since his parents had once again found contract work during that time). There didnt even seem to be as much schoolwork to do in this semester compared to the last.

Blaine was bored.

Kurt still messaged him, but it wasnt as frequent. His friend-he-wished-was-more was busy with rehearsals, new friends, and a part time job he had gotten. When he did talk to Blaine, a lot of it was all about his friend Rachel or his roommate Elliott, who Blaine was quickly growing to despise if only out of jealousy for getting to spend time with Kurt. He wanted to be the one to be there. He wanted to see Kurts too rare grins, the twinkle in his eyes when he found humorous, and the way Kurt tipped his hips to the side when he wanted people to notice him as he walked.

The girls had all gravitated towards one another, as if their whole history and years of bitterness had evaporated over the course of the year. He supposed, for their sakes, that it was healthy, but it also left him alone more and more. Santana didnt even bother barging into his room anymore, though he was still regularly threatened with violence if he didnt keep his dorm clean - not that shed notice if it was.

His grades, at least, were impeccable since he had nothing better to do most of the time other than study. He might not have wanted to go into business, and the courses might be as boring as watching grass grow, but he at least felt productive in that way. He was taking care of things in order to secure a future for himself and the silhouettes of a family he one day imagined.

Most of the time, when the quiet became too much, he would look up at the bulletin board over his desk. There, pinned down with a red tack, was a ticket Kurt had sent for the show he was in. Section A, Row 5, seat 29. He had it memorized. Also pinned to the board was a sock Kurt had left behind that first night they had been intimate. Blaine had meant to get it back to Kurt, but the time never seemed to happen, and now it would just seem weird to give Kurt back one lone sock. Thus, it became a reminder that Kurt was real, and had been in his room.

Beside the ticket was a picture of the Spartans for that year, and under that, one of the Sirens that Quinn had bestowed to him. Kurt was front and center in it, looking both gorgeous and threatening with steely blue dominating his eyes at the moment the picture had been taken.

Finals couldnt have come soon enough.

As expected, his parents blew him off once again at the end of the semester, apparently doing a run to Atlanta where they had gotten a contract for work in their specialty field - a narrow niche that even Blaine hadnt figured out. Regardless, Blaine had plans. All his piano tutoring money had gone to his New York fund and he had enough for a round trip train ticket and a few days in a moderately priced hotel. Kurt had been messaged and confirmed that he would be waiting for Blaine at the station.

Now was the time for Blaine to figure out if what he felt for Kurt was real, or was the fantasy of a man obsessed.

"Blaine!"

He had barely stepped foot off the train when Kurt had called him, and hearing Kurts voice relieved tension in his muscles he hadnt even been aware he was carrying. Quickly he was wrapped up in arms and returned the hug without thinking before pulling back and looking at the man in front of him.

New York had been kind to Kurt. He had filled out a little more - no longer so gaunt in the cheeks. The dark circles under his eyes had all but disappeared, and his cheeks were rosy where they had usually been pale. Blaine got both the twinkle in Kurts eyes that he had been thinking about, and the toothless grin.

Whatever doubts he had left with the train behind him, because all he could do then was think about kissing those perfectly pink lips.

"Come on!"

"I… have a hotel reservation at -"

"Cancel it. Youre staying with me."

"But… your roommate…"

"Is away for some kind of hipster yoga retreat."

The call to cancel was made in moments, and despite having to pay a small cancellation fee, Blaine felt so much more empowered to know he wouldnt have to worry quite as much about his spending as he would have at a hotel.

They took a taxi to Kurts apartment, and Blaine watched Kurt as Kurt pointed out different places he had gone, or different landmarks of note. He should have been paying attention to the words that beautiful voice was uttering, but all he could focus on was the soft, peachy skin, the equally soft looking chestnut hair, the dimples that formed aside Kurts lips whenever he got excited about something he was talking about, and the way the sea seemed to spin around Kurts pupils.

"Blaine… Blaine? Mmph!"

He had been staring, and Kurt had caught him. In panic, he did the only thing he could think of to do, the same thing he had hoping to do for months - he kissed Kurt.

Initially there was a bit of panic and shock on Kurts side of things, but much to Blaines relief the other man melted against him, pressing his lips back gently and chastely and bringing a hand up to Blaines cheek as they both ignored the driver peeking in the rear view mirror.

"Well…. huh." Kurt muttered softly, looking completely dazed as they finally pulled back for air.

"Sorry… I just… Ive wanted to do that for…"

"Months. Yeah… me too…"

Blaine beamed, and then let out a nervous chuckle. "Oh… thank god… I wasnt even thinking and it just hit me that if you didnt want that… then the rest of this trip would be insanely awkward."

"Blaine?"

"Hmm?"

"Im glad youre here."

Quintessential
You get any gossip yet Santana?

AuntieSnix
About Blaine and Kurt? Nada.

KittysKorner
God.. the anticipation is killing me.

FondueForMew
Theyre probably busy. New York is renowned for its shopping, museums, and cultural sites.

Quintessential
Yeah. "Busy". Lets hope its that.

AuntieSnix
No kidding. I dont want to have to go out there and lock them in a room together.

KittysKorner
I should probably get interested in someone…. but agonizing over their relationship is just somehow more fun.