"You have chocolate all over your face." Kurt said, laughing.

"Oh yeah?" Blaine asked, licking his lips before smashing his smore on Kurt's cheek. "Now you have chocolate all over your face." he said, smiling innocently.

Kurt gasped before bursting out into laughter. "Not nice, Anderson!"

"What are you going to do about it, Hummel?"

Kurt bit his lip in thought before smiling and grabbing a half melted marshmallow, squishing it on Blaine's nose.

Blaine laughed loudly, nearly falling over because he was laughing so hard.

"You're cold." Kurt pointed out. He couldn't get over how chilly Blaine's skin had felt when he hit it with the marshmallow, and now that he took a closer look, the boy was shivering.

"I'll live. Especially since I have this marshmallow on my face to keep me warm." Blaine said with a smile.

Kurt took off his jacket and handed it to Blaine.

Blaine blinked a few times, obviously surprised. "But, now you'll be cold."

"That's okay, just take it."

The parts of Blaine's face that weren't covered in chocolate and marshmallow were bright red as he put the jacket on.

"I'm really going to miss you..." Blaine said softly.

"That reminds me!" Kurt said, pulling something out of his pocket. "I made you this."

"You made me something?"

"I owed you, you made me a pipe cleaner flower."

Blaine took the colorful card and smiled. "To my best friend." He read out loud.

"My phone number is in there, and my address. You can call me, or write me letters... if you want to."

Blaine smiled. "I want to. Will you call and write back one you have my phone number and address?"

"Of course!" Kurt said with a big smile.

"I'm glad... I'd be really sad if my best friend stopped talking to me."

"I would never stop talking to you, Blaine."

"Even after I smashed a smore on your face?"

Kurt laughed. "I got you back, I'd say we're even."

They were quiet for a moment, the only sound was Blaine sticking another marshmallow on a stick so he could roast it over the fire.

"Do you think we'll ever get to see one another again?" He asked finally.

"Of course. Maybe not right away, but we will eventually. Until then, we'll write... call..." Kurt said softly.

"What if you find a new best friend and forget all about me?"

"I would never forget about you, Blaine."

Blaine smiled. "I would never forget about you either."

"My jacket looks so big on you."

"I like it."

"You do?"

"Yeah, it's comfortable, and it smells like you."

"What do I smell like?"

"You smell really nice, I like the way you smell."

Kurt and Blaine's faces were red again.

"Kurt, time to head home, buddy."

Kurt frowned. "I gotta go."

Blaine looked down. "I know... your dad's calling."

Kurt stood up, Blaine doing so shortly after.

"Bye, Blaine."

"It's not goodbye, it's see you later, remember?"

Kurt smiled. "Right... see you later."

"See you later."

"I'll miss you."

"I'll miss you too." Blaine said before hugging Kurt goodbye.

Kurt ran off to catch up to his dad, who was standing by their car.

"What is all over your face?"

"Chocolate."

"Why do you have chocolate on your face?"

"Just grab one of the wet wipes out of the car, daddy." Kurt said, laughing a bit.

His mother always kept wet wipes in the car. Kurt remembered how his father would always say she didn't need them taking up space in her car, that she'd never need them, but she would simply smile and say "you never know". When she died, Burt made sure he always had them in the car... you never know.

"Kurt! Wait!" Kurt turned his head to see Blaine running over to his car. "I forgot to give you your jacket back."

"Oh, thanks." Kurt said, taking the jacket from Blaine.

"Well, see you later... again." Blaine said, biting his lip before turning to walk away.

At the last second, he turned back and kissed Kurt on the cheek.

Kurt was pretty sure his entire face was bright red at this point.

"You taste like chocolate."

"That's cause you smashed it all over my face... and now it's all over your lips."

"My lips are made of candy."

Kurt laughed just as his father walked up with the wet wipes.

"Blaine, you're a mess. What were you two doing?"

"Smashing smores in each other's faces." Kurt replied.

"Clean yourself up before you get in the car." Burt said, handing them both the wipes before walking back to the car.

Kurt sort of wished he'd left the chocolate all over his face, because now that it was clean, Blaine could probably see how red it was.

Then again, once Blaine cleaned up, he noticed his face was red too.

"You, um... you can give me your wet wipes and then I'll throw them away for you so that you don't have to hold them the entire car ride home." Blaine said awkwardly.

"Oh, thanks." Kurt replied, sounding just as awkward... if not more so.

"I made things awkward, didn't I?"

"What?"

"I'm sorry, I shouldn't have kissed your cheek... do you hate me now?"

"No! Of course not, I could never hate you."

"Really?"

"Yeah... in fact..." Kurt leaned forward and kissed Blaine's lips, smiling when he pulled away and saw the completely shocked expression on Blaine's bright red face.

"You were right, your lips are made of candy." He said before turning and walking over to the car, climbing in.

The two boys couldn't stop smiling the rest of the night.