July 2022

New York, New York

Outside Blaine Anderson’s Apartment

“So where are we meeting Britt and Santana?” Blaine asks Kurt as they step outside, and he just smiles, shaking his head.

“I’m not telling,” he said, and Blaine pouts, which merits a giggle from Kurt, “You’ll see when we get there,” he said, hailing a cab. As they climbed inside, Kurt gave the driver a slip of paper with the address of the place they were going on it, and they set off.

“So how was work today?” Kurt asked, and Blaine sighed.

“Overly tiring, Vivian held us after for an extended staff meeting, so I only got home about forty-five minutes ago, and I had a show this afternoon, as well as having to write an article,” he said, and Kurt nodded sympathetically.

“I’m sorry,” he said, before his lips pulled into a grin, “Hopefully you’ll enjoy tonight,” he said, and then bit his lower lip, “Well at least I hope so, Santana planned most of it, so I can ensure that alcohol will be involved,” he said, and Blaine groaned.

“You are so lucky that tomorrow is a weekend Hummel,” he said, and Kurt rolled his eyes at the use of his last name, “Because knowing Santana and the fact that it’s my birthday I have a feeling that tomorrow I’m gonna have a massive hangover,” he said, and Kurt just smiled.

“Well hopefully you won’t decide to go making out with women this time around Blaine Warbler,” he teased, and Blaine groaned, blushing.

“You aren’t ever going to let me live that down will you?” he asked, and Kurt shook his head, smiling before leaning in to whisper something in Blaine’s ear.

“Well if I remember correctly your face does taste awesome,” he said, and Blaine flushed red, and tried to control the heat pooling in the bottom of his stomach.

~O~O~O~

When the cab finally pulled over and Kurt paid the driver, they climbed out of the car, and Blaine realized where they were, Mirage, a bar that he remembered Santana mentioning in the past.

“Well here we are,” Kurt said, before opening the door and holding it for Blaine, who stepped in, and scanned the dimly lit room for their friends, spotting them, he tapped Kurt’s arm and pointed in the direction of where they were sitting at the bar, and they walked over, where Blaine was promptly pulled into a hug by Brittany.

“Blaine!” she exclaimed, and Blaine smiled, hugging her back.

“How are you Brittany?” he asked, and she smiled, stepping back.

“Really good, I’m glad that all my dolphins are in the same city again,” she said, and Blaine grinned.

“Well I’m glad to be back Britt,” he said, before turning to Santana, who smirked.

“Hello to you too Hobbit,” she said, and Blaine grinned.

“Hi Santana,” he said, and she grinned.

“Well how about we get some drinks, and rock this!” she said, and they all nodded, and ordered their drinks.

~O~O~O~

Several hours later Kurt and Blaine were piled into the back of a cab and giggling incessantly on the way back to Blaine’s apartment.

“I’m glad you had fun,” Kurt said suddenly, looking up at Blaine, his cheeks flushed red and his eyes boring into him, “You did have fun didn’t you?” he asked and Blaine nodding, smiling.

“I always have fun with you,” he said, and Kurt grinned, resting his head on Blaine’s shoulder and closing his eyes for a moment.

“You smell good,” he said, and Blaine smiled at the man who was currently nuzzling his face into Blaine’s neck, and put his face into his hair, breathing in the smell of Kurt and hair product and sighing.

“You smell good too Kurt,” he said, and the cab came to a halt, and he realized that they were outside his apartment, and managed to extract his wallet from his pocket, and paid the driver, before climbing out of the cab and helping Kurt out, where he steadied himself on Blaine’s arm.

“Careful now,” he said, and they slowly made their way over to the door of his building, and stumbled over to the elevator.

As soon as the doors opened they stepped inside, Blaine hitting the number his floor was on with his fist, and looked at Kurt, who was staring at him.

“Your eyes are so pretty,” he murmured, stepping closer, and Blaine felt his heart beat start to speed up, and looked directly into Kurt’s eyes, which were wide and darker than usual, and Blaine liked his lips, and started to lean in.

And the doors opened, and Kurt stepped back, seemingly awoken from the trance he was in, and, grabbing Blaine’s hand, pulled him out of the elevator and started walking to the end of the hall, where Blaine’s door was.

Fumbling with his keys, Blaine unlocked the door, pushing it open and stepped inside.

During the next few moments it felt like time slowed. Kurt stumbled, tripping over the threshold of the door, and Blaine caught him, and without thinking, pressed his lips to Kurt’s soft pink ones.

~O~O~O~

July 2022

New York, New York

Blaine Anderson’s Apartment

Blaine blinked his eyes drowsily, wondering what the weight on his chest was, and why he felt a dull pounding in his head. He looked down, and saw a familiar brown head of hair resting on his bare chest, and the memories of the previous night came flooding back.

~O~O~O~

Dancing at a bar with Kurt, Santana and Brittany.

Kissing Kurt in the doorway of his apartment, being ready to pull away when Kurt started kissing back with a passion.

Stumbling through Blaine’s apartment towards his bedroom, their mouths still attached to one another’s.

Removing one another’s clothing, kissing down the other’s body.

Having sex with Kurt for the first time in seven years.

~O~O~O~

Kurt shifted on his chest, nuzzling his nose into Blaine’s skin, a feeling that Blaine had missed so, so much over the years. Blaine wrapped an arm around Kurt, causing his body to shirt and he felt a small bit of pain race up his spine which caused him to shift again, and Kurt started to stir.

Blaine stilled, but Kurt’s eyelids fluttered, before he opened his eyes and blinked for a few seconds before stiffening in Blaine’s arms.

“Oh god, do you want me to let go-“ Blaine started to say, remembering just how much Kurt had to drink last night, more than he had for sure, but Kurt cut him off by leaning up and pressed his lips to Blaine’s, relaxing into his embrace.

“No, I just wasn’t quite sure where I was for a moment,” he yawned, before wincing, “I have a horrid hangover though,” he said, and Blaine chuckled quietly, before pressing a kiss into Kurt’s sleep-mussed hair.

“Well how about we fix that for you,” he said, smiling, just glad to have Kurt in his arms.