Sunday

 “EW, man, what the hell?”

“Wait. Oh my god.”

Blaine had trailed behind his friends as they headed to his car that morning and now he was faced with five faces turned to look at him intently with mingled looks of shock, horror, and surprise.

There was a gasp, and then Wes shook his head disapprovingly. “Blaine Anderson, is that a used condom??”

“Nice work Anderson. Didn’t know you had it in you.” Sebastian smirked.

“If you were going to have sex in the backseat the least you could’ve done was clean up” Jeff groaned.

 “I hope this means you’ll let me get in your pants now that the lifeguard has. I mean, what happened to ‘I want my first time to mean something, Sebastian. I’ll let you fuck me against the wall afterwards.’”

“What?!?” Blaine spluttered. “I NEVER said that last part.”

“Your eyes said differently.” Blaine glared. “Whatever. My point still stands. You barely know the guy. It’s obviously my turn now. Don’t short change me.” Sebastian looked pointedly at Blaine, winking at him as though he expected Blaine to drag him into the house to have sex right then.

“Oh my GOD.” Blaine burst out, glancing from Sebastian’s leering face, to the rest of his friend’s stunned looks, and back. “Sebastian, it was a joke. Kurt thought you deserved it after you threw condoms at me before our first date.”

Sebastian opened and closed his mouth for a moment, at a loss for words. After a minute he managed to speak. “I guess the lifeguard wins this time. My offer to fuck you into the wall still stands though. Kurt can watch if you’d like.”

“Okay Seb. Enough from you. Everyone in the car. And his name is Kurt.”

After waiting for the boys to determine who was removing the condom and then settle into the car, Blaine pulled out, blasting some Katy Perry in order to drown out anything they said.

When they arrived at the beach Blaine jogged over to greet Kurt. His initial plan was to kiss Kurt, but he instead just put a hand on his shoulder because there were other people on the beach.

“Well played Hummel” Sebastian called out from where the boys were setting up their towels. “If you can play like that then I guess you deserve him.”

Kurt merely smiled and shouted back “just don’t let it happen again Sebastian. I don’t appreciate my dates being attacked before coming to pick me up.”

“Dates?” Blaine asked slightly taken aback.

“Yup.” Kurt replied with a smirk. Then he noticed Blaine’s crestfallen face. “No, no, Blaine.” He slotted his fingers with Blaine’s, who was slow to comply. “I’m sorry, I was joking. That was a bad joke. I’m not used to being allowed to joke with guys like that without them taking offense. I’m sorry you’re the only guy I’m dating.”

“Yeah?” Blaine smiled hopefully at him.

“Yeah.” Kurt squeezed Blaine’s hand gently. “In fact you’re the only guy I’ve ever been on a date with.”

“Seriously?” Blaine asked, incredulously.

“Yes ‘seriously’” Kurt responded sticking his tongue out at Blaine. “In other news, what’re we doing tonight.”

“Well I- hey, wait a minute.” Blaine glared at Kurt, “you’re not getting it out of me that easily mister. It’s a surprise. I’ll meet you here when you get off work tonight.”

Kurt sighed in mock exasperation. “Fine Blaine, whatever you want… are you sure it won’t be easier for me to meet you there?”

“No!” Blaine exclaimed.  “Now, I’m going to go over there and join my friends before you succeed at getting me to spill or they come over here and persuade you to reconsider the date.”

“Ok, fair enough, I should probably get back to lifeguarding anyways.” Blaine released Kurt’s hand and began walking backwards across the sand. “Have fun with your friends, and don’t hit anyone with the volleyball.”

“I can’t make any promises, especially when the lifeguard is so gorgeous” Blaine grinned cheekily and then turned around with one last wave to Kurt.

At 6pm Blaine nervously approached the lifeguard stand with a bouquet of daises behind his back, and his favorite bowtie tied around his neck.

“For you” Blaine said bowing with a flourish and presenting the flowers to Kurt when he turned around.

Kurt’s eyes widened slightly at the bouquet, “thank you Blaine” he said looking awestruck. He tentatively reached out and took them from Blaine’s hand. “They’re beautiful.” Blaine beamed.

They began walking down the beach, Kurt grabbing Blaine’s hand. After ten minutes or so Blaine slowed down and spoke. “Okay, so I know we both spent all week on the beach, but I thought it would be nice to have a picnic while we watch the sunset and then stargaze.”

Kurt squeezed Blaine’s hand “That sounds wonderful.”

They spent dinner talking, and giggling, and feeding each other bits of food, laughing even more when they missed. Finally, as the sky turned pink and the sun began to set over the water, they laid back on the blanket. They watched the colors change in awe of the way the suns’ rays hit the clouds, lighting up the sky. By the time the sun had set completely, they were lying cuddled together under a blanket and Blaine had begun nuzzling at Kurt’s neck.

This led to him leaving a soft trail of kisses up Kurt’s neck and along his jawline. And soon they were making out. Kurt rolled on top of Blaine after a few minutes of awkwardly trying to find a decent angle to kiss at on their sides. Just as they were really beginning to get into it, they heard a load splash in the water and sprung apart, startled. Blaine sat up, looking out over the water, trying to determine what had made the noise. After a minute there was another splash and Kurt groaned, resting his head on Blaine’s shoulder, laughing.

“It was just a fish.”

“Oh” Blaine squeaked. “A fish. Yeah. Ok. A fish…”

They both settled back down on the blanket again, this time with Kurt curled against Blaine, starring up at the stars. After a long stretch of silence Kurt spoke.

“I’m afraid I won’t make it on broadway.”

There was a pause and then: “I’m afraid my dad will never fully accept that I’m gay.”

Kurt squeezed Blaine’s hand and hugged him closer. After a long silence he whispered: “I’m afraid that I’ll wake up tomorrow and discover that I made you up.”

Blaine laughed. “I’m afraid of that too. Well I mean I’m afraid that I’ll wake up and find that you never existed.”

The conversation devolved into silence once more as the stared at the stars.

Finally Kurt whispered “I’m afraid you won’t want to be my boyfriend when I ask.”

For a moment the only thing they can hear is the crickets, waves lightly hitting the shore, and their own breathing.

“You’re- you’re going to ask me to be your boyfriend?” Blaine croaked out.

“Honestly?” Kurt hesitated. “I’ve been trying to get up the nerve to ask since yesterday.”

“Sooooo?” Blaine asked, turning to look at Kurt expectantly.

“What?” Kurt grinned teasingly at Blaine.

“Should I ask you then?”

“No!” Kurt took a breath and then rotated so that he was fully facing Blaine. “Blaine Warbler, will you be my boyfriend?”

“You know that’s not my name, rig- HEY!” Blaine yelped when Kurt smacked him on the chest. Blaine pouted and widened his eyes.

Kurt snorted. “Ok, ok, I’m sorry.” Mock serious, Kurt started over again. “Blaine Anderson, will you do me the honor of becoming my boyfriend?”

Blaine leant in and kissed Kurt softly. “Yes. Yes I can definitely do that.”

At the end of the night, Blaine dropped Kurt off at his house. When they pulled up Blaine jumped out of the car before Kurt had even unbuckled his seatbelt and ran around the car to open Kurt’s door. Kurt grinned. “Always the gentleman aren’t you?” He asked raising an eyebrow at Blaine.

Blaine blushed. “Just trying to be polite” he mumbled.

Kurt grinned. “I like having a polite, dapper, handsome boyfriend.”

They reached the front door and kissed goodnight. Blaine was halfway down the walkway when he turned around and walked back to the door. Kurt who had been watching from the other side of the screen, stepped back outside.

“I was thinking… Can we carpool back home together tomorrow?” Kurt quirked an eyebrow, confused about what Blaine meant exactly. “Like, you and I drive down to Lima in your car, and my friends will follow behind in mine. That way we can spend some extra time together and stuff.”

Kurt smiled. “That sounds like an excellent idea. I’ll head over to your place around 10:30 tomorrow if you text me the address?”

“Awesome!” Blaine beamed. Kurt leaned over and kissed Blaine softly before pulling away and pushing him lightly.

“Now go home before your friends send a search party.”

“Yeah, yeah ok. I see how it is, you’re just trying to get rid of me aren’t you?” Blaine turned as he walked to his car and grinned.

“Goodnight Blaine” Kurt called.

“Goodnight Kurt.”