April 2022

London, England

London Vogue Headquarters

Even ten years after his initial move to London over the summer of 2012, Blaine was still living there, and to be honest, he loved it. He was working as a photographer for the London Vogue magazine, and he absolutely loved it.

He had gotten into photography during his years at college, and when he applied for his job at Vogue, he was pleasantly surprise when he got it. But he was currently heading to his boss', Amelia Srayes, office, as she apparently had something to discuss with him.

When he knocked on the door, and heard her voice telling him to enter, he walked into the office, and sat down at the chair across from hers at her desk.

"How are you today Blaine?" she asked, and he smiled.

"Very good actually, how about you?" he responded, and she smiled.

"Good thank you, but that isn’t why we’re here today,” she said, and she smiled slightly. “We’d like to transfer you to New York.”

~O~O~O~

Blaine Anderson’s Apartment

As soon as Blaine left the office building that evening, he called his parents to give them the news of his upcoming move to New York, they weren't thrilled per say, but Blaine honestly couldn't care less. The only reason he hadn't moved back to the states during or immediately after college was for them, and then for his job, which he loved, and he had regretted it since then.

But when Blaine entered his small flat above a grocery store a few blocks down from the office, he couldn't help but sit down at his laptop and update his Facebook status.

'I'm hoping that the states are ready for the return of Blaine Anderson! Does anyone in New York City have a spare bedroom or couch I could sleep on for a week or so until I can find a flat of my own?' he typed, and after rereading it and deciding that he was satisfied with his announcement, hit the post button before going to fix himself a quick dinner and order plane tickets.

~O~O~O~

An hour and a half later, Blaine logged back onto his account and read through the comments on his status. The first several were from some of his colleagues and friends here in London, saying things like 'Sorry to see you go Blaine' or 'I'll miss you!' before he got down to his old friends from high school and Cooper.

Cooper had said, 'Glad you're gonna be back Blainers! I'd give you my guest room, but I think having to commute from L.A. to New York may be a bit of a hassle :)' the next one was from David, who said 'Welcome back Blaine!' followed by a few from a few of the other Warblers, Sugar, Sam, Finn and Puck along the same lines. He had to smile though when he read Santana's who’s read; 'Nice of you to give us forewarning of the hideous bow ties return Frodo,' and then Wes' who offered him the guestroom of his apartment, as long as he was fine with dealing with pregnant women and toddlers that is.

After reading through all of the comments on the status, Blaine couldn't help but feel a small pang at the fact that there wasn't anything from Kurt. He knew that he shouldn’t have expected anything from Kurt. They hadn’t spoken in almost a year, and that was just a happy birthday wish that Kurt sent him when he turned 28. They hadn’t seen each other face to face in seven years, when Kurt had to make a trip to London for school, as Blaine hadn’t been back in the US since he had moved. Their contact dwindled and dwindled over the years, due to increasing work schedules, the costs of cross-Atlantic communication hindered communications due to the college-student salaries they were living off of, and of course, the time difference. So it was easy to say that they had fallen out of contact.

Which really hurt in Blaine’s opinion. He couldn’t say that he was as in love with Kurt as he was ten years ago, but he would be flat out lying if he said that he had absolutely no feelings for the man.

He just wanted to see Kurt again.

~O~O~O~

New York, New York

Kurt Hummel’s Apartment

Kurt honestly didn’t know what to do. Blaine Anderson was moving to New York. He definitely missed Blaine, it wasn’t nearly as bad as the first year or two, when he and Blaine had contacted each other whenever possible, or for the couple of months after being able to visit and um… reconnect with him when he was in London his Junior year of college. He couldn’t bring himself to write a comment for Blaine’s Facebook status, or even text him, as he knew if he did all he’d want would be for Blaine to be in his arms again, and he couldn’t do that to himself. Especially since Blaine was probably in a relationship by now, and he didn’t want to mess anything up. He’d just let fate take its course.

~O~O~O~

May 2022

New York, New York

John F. Kennedy International Airport

As Blaine stepped into the baggage claim, he immediately searched the crowd for Wes, whom he spotted near where he would be picking up his bags.

“Blaine!” Wes exclaimed when Blaine came closer, and he grinned at the former Warbler.

“Hey Wes! Feels like it’s been years,” Blaine joked, and Wes just chuckled, “But seriously, thanks for letting me stay with you, I should be able to move into my new flat on Wednesday,” he said, and Wes just smiled.

“Don’t mention it Blaine, it’s just nice to see you again,” he said, and Blaine smiled, it was nice to be back.