They continue walking along the guardrail, and because nobody is in sight they allow themselves to let their fingers touch, intertwining them again.

It is a mild evening, the sky almost entirely clear above them and just a slight breeze, typical for the sea, cuts through the air. “Well hello you two.” Blaine’s heart stutters at the sound of a male voice behind them. He lets go of Kurt’s hand as if he’d been burned and turns around, a constant please don’t let it be my father in his mind. He catches a glimpse of Kurt, looking equally shocked, before he is face to face with the person the voice belongs to.

Mr. Andrews is leaning in a door, a few feet away from them. His expression is unreadable.

Kurt seems to compose himself quicker than Blaine. He clears his throat but it doesn’t help his voice, sounding breathless, to quiver a little bit nonetheless, the blush in his face obvious as well. “Mr. Andrews! We were just… Well we were just talking about –“ he looks at Blaine, begging for help. “The contract!” he quickly adds. Kurt sights in relief. “Right, the contract. As you may have heard, our fathers decided to work together…” Mr. Andrews gives them a knowing grin. “It sure looked like that kids.” They can’t help but blush immediately and are very thankful that it’s already dark around them, despite the light from inside shining through the windows. “Well, have a good evening you two!” and with a wink towards them Mr. Andrews disappears behind the door again. Kurt and Blaine look at each other in disbelieve. They both know that he saw through their lies, but they also know that he won’t tell anyone. Blaine laughs breathlessly, turning to Kurt and sees his own relieved grin. “Well, that was interesting” he smiles, Blaine nodding in response. “I just hope we won’t have to experience something like that again. Maybe we won’t be that lucky next time.” Kurt nods approvingly. They continue walking, watching the waves roll off into the darkness. After a while, they reach a hidden corner, a few benches placed in it. Kurt turns to Blaine, an uncertain expression on his face. “Do you… Do you want to sit down?”

Blaine shakes his head. Why sitting? “No. I have a better idea.” He grins and walks over to the stack of blankets in a box nearby. Ha takes out a few, placing them on one bench that is placed perfectly. Their view over the ocean and the sky is endless, while they are nearly invisible from the sidewalk. Blaine lies down on them, opening his arms for Kurt who, reading his intentions, lies down, half on top of Blaine, half on the bench. Blaine wraps his arms around Kurt’s waist, pulling him even closer. They lie there for a while, watching the water dancing in front of them and the breathtaking stars. Neither of them has ever seen a night sky as remarkable as this one, and it feels wonderful to cuddle each other under a sky of bright sparkling light. After a while, none of them knows how long they lie there already, Kurt sighs lightly. “Everything alright, love?” Blaine smiles at the endearment that just left his lips so natural. “Yes. This is really nice. Just lying here with you, not worrying about anything, or anyone for that matter.” Blaine hums in agreement, enjoying the feeling of Kurt’s body vibrating against his chest with every word he says. He keeps looking at the sky, when suddenly… “Kurt, a shooting star! Look how beautiful it is!” He looks down at Kurt, excitement written in his face. “You are beautiful.” Kurt answers simply. Blaine feels his face heating up, despite the cold air. He clears his throat, trying to calm his suddenly racing heart.

“You know you can make a wish when you see a shooting star, right?” Kurt smiles in that adorable way Blaine loves, eyes creating laugh lines and nose turning up even more, before closing his eyes all the way, a concentrated expression on his face.

Blaine looks in awe at the perfection he is holding in his arms, feeling the well-known flutter in his stomach again, that is spreading to the tips of his toes and the top of his head.

What have I done to deserve you?

When Kurt’s eyes open again he looks serious. “What did you wish for?” Blaine nuzzles his nose into Kurt’s neck and takes a deep breath, the smell of Kurt surrounding and filling him, turning the flutter into a pounding, heavier than everything he has ever felt. Kurt thoughtful gazes up to the stars again. “I-I’d rather not say it. It’s embarrassing.” He whispers.

“I told you before, you can tell me everything. I won’t judge and as long as you want to tell me, there is nothing to be scared of.” Kurt groans, lifting one hand to bury his face in it.

“It’s not important, I just- oh god, this is mortifying.” Blaine can’t help but getting curious.

What could possibly be so mortifying?

“Hey, it’s okay. You don’t have to tell me. Let’s just forget that I asked, okay?” Kurt turns immediately. “No! I mean, I want to tell you. It’s just- It’s about us. I… I wished I could share everything with you that can be shared in a relationship.” His face flushes instantly.

Oh. Oh god, what am I answering to that? “Oh.” There you go, I made a sound.

Before Blaine is able to think of a more articulate answer, Kurt speaks again.

“I know it’s a little early to say the least, but when I’m with you, I just feel things. And I want to share that with you. I just don’t know how.” His voice is barely audible over the whistling wind and the waving ocean. They don’t dare to speak, Blaine still trying to wrap his mind around the meaning of Kurt’s words. After a few moments, Kurt can’t stand the silence anymore. “I’m sorry, I shouldn’t have told you. That was inappropriate, I’m so sorry for making you uncomfortable. I won’t-“ He makes intentions to get up, away from still silent Blaine, but he is held back by a pair of strong arms. “Where do you think you’re going? It’s okay Kurt. I feel the same way. You just caught me off guard, that’s all.” Kurt finally gives in and turns to face Blaine. Instead of the expression of shock and maybe even disgust he had feared to see on the other boy’s face, Blaine just smiles, pulling his neck down to capture his lips in a sweet kiss. Blaine feels Kurt’s heart beating fast against his chest and it’s the best feeling imaginable. He reaches up to run his fingertips along Kurt’s temple, brushing away some of his hair lightly. Even when their lips part, they refuse to bring distance between them, leaning their foreheads against each other. “You really think that way?” Kurt’s voice sounds breathless, and Blaine can’t believe he is the reason. “Yes I do.” He answers simply.

Kurt, somewhere during the process turned from lying on his back to lie on his stomach, snuggles closer and lowers himself to bury his face in Blaine’s chest. Blaine wraps his arms around Kurt’s shoulders, very aware of Kurt’s index finger drawing lines across his stomach.

They remain silent, following their own thoughts, before Blaine speaks up again.

“What did you mean with ‘I don’t know how’?” Kurt lets out a nervous giggle.

“Well, in general I know what happens when… But I never heard of two men- I mean is it even possible to, like, ‘go all the way’?” Blaine has to chuckle too.

“Well I read something about – that topic once. Of course it’s not the same, but there are certain ways to, you know, be together. In ancient Greece it was quite normal for men to have young boys to act on their ‘urges’.” Blaine can’t help but blush, feeling slightly embarrassed to have this load of information. Kurt stares at him in awe, like he is the only thing that counts. Suddenly, Blaine is very aware of the fact that he is talking about sex while lying on a bench with the person he wants to have it with. At the same time they lean forward, their lips crashing together with pure need. It’s totally different from their other kisses, wild and unreserved. It reminds them of their first kisses, but now there is more behind it, more feelings, more understanding, more certainty, more everything. They need air eventually, but as soon as the oxygen filled their lungs again they rejoin their lips. Blaine opens his mouth, eager to taste Kurt again and slides his tongue over Kurt’s bottom lip, as soon as he parts his lips in response Blaine lets it slip between them. The feeling of Kurt’s lips against his, warm and slightly damp, creates a tingling heat in his chest, which still gets stroked by Kurt’s hand.

He lets his own hand wander down Kurt’s spine before resting on his lower back.

When the lack of oxygen parts them forcefully again, Kurt’s lips stay attached to Blaine’s skin, kissing along his jaw line and down his throat. Blaine takes a shuddering breath at the sensation of Kurt’s lips ghosting over his Adam’s apple. When Kurt reaches his collarbone and tries to reveal more of his skin by pulling aside the collar of his jacket, Blaine gets hit by the cold air. Suddenly he realizes that they are outside, in public.

“Kurt. W-We need to stop” His voice sounds deeper as usual, doesn’t it? Kurt raises his head to withdraw his lips from the other boy’s neck and Blaine misses their warmth and the tickling of Kurt’s breath against his skin almost instantly. “Why?” Kurt pouts slightly.

“Because we could get caught every minute. I don’t want this moment to get disturbed by anyone.” Kurt’s smile is bigger and brighter than every smile Blaine has ever seen before.

“In that case I should ask you if you want to come to my room then.”