Something soft is brushing against Blaine’s chest. First he isn’t sure if he is awake or not, because he feels perfectly comfortable and he hasn’t felt like that for a long time. Something warm is pressing into his side, lying half on top of him, while the rest of his lower body is loosely covered by a thin silky blanket. The room is warm and Blaine feels the sunlight coming through the window prickling on his skin. But the brushing on his chest is definitely more present than sunshine.

He slowly opens his eyes, getting used to the brightness surrounding him.

“Good morning sleepy head.” Kurt smiles at him, leaning his head on one of his hands while wandering across Blaine’s stomach with the other fingers. The tracks Kurt’s fingers leave are burning on Blaine’s skin and he wonders how he was able to sleep while Kurt touched him.

“Good morning.” He can’t help but smile at the sight of Kurt in front of him. His hair is not perfectly styled as usual, it sticks out in every direction, and Blaine decides he likes it even more like that. Kurt’s face is lit up completely in a smile, reaching his beautiful eyes, looking relaxed and comfortable, just like Blaine feels. He loves to get to see this side of Kurt, to share this intimate moment with him, and he is sure there are more things about Kurt he hasn’t seen yet.

And I can’t wait to discover all of them.

Not able to control himself he reaches out to caress Kurt’s soft hair at his neck, loving the feeling of softness and flawless skin under his fingers. He drags up Kurt’s head to capture his lips with his own, but right before they meet he pulls away again.

“I’m sorry. Morning breath.” Their faces still are incredibly close, and Blaine can almost taste the other boy’s skin on his lips. “I don’t care.” With that Kurt leans in for a sweet, lazy kiss.

Suddenly Blaine is very aware of the fact that they are naked, pressed against each other without feeling awkward, like they were meant to do this, to share this situation, to be with each other, not caring about their breaths as well as the rest of the world.

It feels so right, so good to be here with Kurt. He feels like bursting from happiness every moment overwhelmed by his thoughts and feelings, like keeping it inside would tear him apart, and without thinking he blurts out the one thing he is very sure about now.

“I love you.”

Kurt’s lips, now attached to Blaine’s neck, freeze in their movements.

It was too soon. I shouldn’t have said it yet.

“I’m sorry, I shouldn’t have-“ Blaine is silenced by Kurt’s lips crushing back on his.

This time he doesn’t hesitate, slipping his tongue into Blaine’s mouth immediately.

Blaine opens his mouth further to deepen the kiss, relieved and happy he hasn’t scared off Kurt. “I love you too.” Kurt’s voice is breathless, whether it is because of the meaning of his words or because of the lack of oxygen during the kiss, Blaine can’t tell.

He slowly raises one hand, stroking along Kurt’s face from his hairline all the way down to his chin, trying to lock up this peaceful and precious memory in his mind forever.

Kurt closes his eyes, shuddering at the soft prickling of Blaine’s fingertips against his skin.

They lie there a few moments in silence, drinking up each others presence and the heat radiating from their bodies. But after a while Blaine’s brain starts to wake up and he groans. “Oh no. I have to meet my family for breakfast. I hope it’s not that late, so they don’t look after me and notice that I haven’t slept in my bed all night.” Kurt hurries to sit up and take a look at his clock. “It’s only 9 am, you should be fine. But you should hurry up if you don’t want to be seen by the other passengers. Coming out of my room early in the morning would be slightly suspicious, don’t you think?” Blaine grins, leaning in for another sweet peck on the lips before sliding out from under the sheets and putting back on his clothes.

Kurt wraps himself up in a blanket before standing up ant helping Blaine getting into his jacket. “This is going to be awkward, walking around in the morning, still wearing my evening dress. People will recognize immediately.” Blaine mumbles, more to himself.

“Don’t worry. You just have to avoid the main corridors and I’m sure no one will see you:” Kurt says, smoothing the collar of Blaine’s clothes. They smile at each other before kissing good-bye. But instead of the quick kiss they intended to share, their lips linger on each other a few minutes until Kurt finally pulls away, a big smile on his lips.

“Now go, before they start searching for you. We’ll see each other later, okay?”

Blaine nods, unable to say a word because he is still breathless from their kiss.

Kurt giggles at the side of him before he pushes him through the open door. “Go!”

All the way back Blaine is not able to ban that stupid smile from his face.

Every part of his brain is occupied by Kurt: the way he smells, a mixture of vanilla, coffee and the exquisite scent that only can be described as Kurt. The way his skin feels on Blaine’s, smooth and flawless. The way his voice, high and clear like the voice of an angel, calls Blaine’s name. The way his eyes look, sometimes green-gray, sometimes blue, but always full of emotion - essentially kindness and love.

So when he suddenly knocks into his mother in front of her room he is completely caught off guard.

I haven’t even realized I am here already. I can’t lose focus like this anymore.

Just when his mother starts to look up and down at him he is aware of the way he looks, still wearing the same clothes as yesterday, his hair not gelled back like usual but loosened up, curls sticking in every way – what a delicate situation. He feels his face heating up and he’s almost sure of the fact that his mother has noticed his blush already.

“Mom- “ He stops talking immediately, when she raises her hand to silence him.

“The other two aren’t up yet. Take a shower and then we’ll talk.” Blaine nods resigning and hurries to get to his save room. He showers quickly, hoping he could talk with his mother before the breakfast, so he won’t have to explain everything in front of his father and Maria.

Maria… I can’t do this whole engagement thing with her. Not anymore.

Not after being with Kurt and knowing how it should feel like. I have to talk to her.

After putting on new clothes and the usual amount of gel in his hair, he makes his way to their sun deck. Much to his relief, he finds only his mother sitting on their table.

Blaine sits down, anxiously waiting for his mother to start the conversation.

“Blaine, I want you to listen without interrupting me. Do you understand? Hear out what I have to say, alright?” Blaine nods, terrified of what is about to happen.

“Yesterday I watched you closely at dinner. I already had the feeling you were acting different than usual earlier that day, and my feeling turned out to be right. When you went working with your father after breakfast I was wondering why, because you normally don’t like to work with him. It didn’t make any sense back then. But later, when we met you and this boy – was it Kurt? – in your room… I was absolutely sure something was different.”

Blaine’s eyes widened in shock.

Oh god, she knows. What am I going to do?

Blaine’s mother noticed – of course.

“Blaine, hear me out! Don’t panic okay? I noticed the looks you gave each other. And then during dinner I observed you more closely. The way you smiled at him, and he at you when you thought no one was looking. The way you blushed when your feet met under the table. I’m not a fool Blaine, I know the signs.”

By now, Blaine’s face is bright red.

She’ll hate me, I’m sure of it, she’ll be disgusted. What should I tell my father? He is going to kill me…

“But I also know that you can’t choose who you fall in love with.” With that Blaine’s head shoots up. “God, don’t look at me like that. I know exactly what you feel. And you may haven’t noticed, but you were so much happier these last few days. At first I thought it only was because we are going back to America, but now I know the reason. It may not be conventional, but I just want you to be happy. But you also have to be very careful. I might be okay with it, but other people won’t. I heard of horrible things happening to people because of this so called abnormality. You have to be careful, do you hear me? I don’t want you to get hurt over this, or Kurt for that matter. I don’t know about his family, but your father won’t be pleased about this situation especially since you are engaged already. You know you have to talk to Maria right? You owe her that, since you haven’t slept in your bed tonight and I assume Kurt wasn’t alone either.” Blaine’s mouth falls open and he can’t do anything except staring at his mother in awe, amazed by her acumen.

“I-I don’t know what to say mom.” He tells her honestly. “Then don’t say anything. Just know that I’m here for you and I’ll support you no matter what.”

He nods thankfully. “I love you.”

And in those words there never lay more truth in, except this very morning in a warm bed.