Week 6 Day 2 (Continued)

Kurt woke up the morning and stared at the ceiling, not immediately remembering what had happened the night before. Once the memory of everything that happened came rushing back, a smile crept across his lips. He remembered how Blaine came in the middle of the night to help him through his dream. He remembered all the kind things Blaine told him, about how he was going to be there for him. He remembered how much he really wanted Blaine, and the new things he had done that he had never experienced with another person before. And he remembered just how perfect his life had become when Blaine entered into it, even though some people wouldnt see it that way.

He bit his lip and looked over to see there was an empty space next to him. He wanted Blaine to be lying there, but he knew he had to leave soon after he fell asleep. He wondered about how great it would feel to wake up beside Blaine, and to see his smiling face staring back at him. Maybe if he did move to New York with him things like that could happen, but for now he was just hoping for the next seven weeks they had left of the summer.

Kurt rolled over onto the other side of the bed and buried his head into the pillow Blaine had used. Kurt breathed in Blaines scent, wanting no more than to thank him again for being there for him the night before.

He sat up and looked around the room, noticing that the clothes Blaine used were neatly folded on the dresser, with a blue sticky note taken from his desk sitting next to it. He walked over to his dresser and read the note, finding out it was from Blaine.

The note said:

Dear Kurt,

I wish I didnt have to leave you, but you know how things are…

I dont know how long I can go without seeing you again, but I was hoping we could go to the meadow together around three? I heard it is supposed to be a beautiful day.

-Blaine

Kurt smiled at the simplicity of the note and practically ran to his phone to text Blaine a reply:

Of course I will go to the meadow with you. And thank you again for last night. I dont know what I would have done without you.

-Kurt

He looked out his window and saw the sun was bright in the sky and there didnt seem to be too much damage from the storm. Not many people were down by the beach, and Jessica was at the post like she was every morning. Kurt remembered that Blaine had his shift from 12 oclock to 2 on Sundays, right after church, which his grandmother forced him to go to. But at least Sundays were a day that Blaine was mostly free.

Kurt got ready quickly and went downstairs to see if anyone was making breakfast yet. He saw that Carole was in the kitchen just getting out supplies to make pancakes.

"Do you need any help?" He asked as she got out the pancake mix and eggs.

She smiled and handed him a measuring cup. "Can you fill this up with half a cup of water please?"

"Of course," he said taking the cup and heading to the sink.

"Did you sleep okay last night? I heard that there was an awful storm. But your father and I didnt hear a thing."

Kurt smirked and filled the cup with water. Did he sleep well that night? Well… the second time around was better, although he did have the help of Blaine jerking him off… Kurt shook his head and tried to pull himself back into reality. "Umm...I didnt hear the storm either," he managed to choke out.

"Thats good," she said finally and went back to mixing the eggs into the batter.

While they made breakfast together, Carole didnt comment on how different Kurt was acting, although she did grin at the wide smile across his face and the tune he hummed while they worked.

Kurt was humming and smiling for reason. He felt better that day, like all he needed to do was let someone know things hadnt been alright before. Blaine had helped him exponentially, and everything down to his presence in the room had brightened. He actually felt good. He wasnt tired or irritable like he had been the past weeks following his near death experience. He felt like things would get better, and even though he knew it would be a while before the dreams totally stopped, or the flashbacks went away, he knew as long as he had someone like Blaine to hold onto, everything would be okay.

There was one thing she did comment on while they were making breakfast. "Maybe you should do something about those hickeys before your dad sees them," she said not turning away from the stove.

Kurt stopped immediately what he was doing and put his hand on his neck, blushing a deep red. How had he not noticed that? "Uh, thanks…" he said before running up the stairs, not noticing the wide smile on Caroles face.

"So, if you could go anywhere in the world, where would it be?" Kurt asked Blaine as he sat facing him on his lap, legs crossed behind his back and arms lying limply on his shoulders. Their faces were only a few inches apart as they talked lazily in the meadow on top of Blaines picnic blanket.

The day was beautiful, as Blaine had said it was supposed to be. It wasnt too hot or humid, although the ground was still a bit wet from the storm that ran up the New Jersey coast the night before. The forest was noisy and full of life. They could hear the birds singing and the different insects chirping away, which made everything that much more peaceful and relaxing.

"You first," Blaine said kissing Kurts nose quickly.

Kurt thought for a few moments. "Well…Ive already been to New York, and that was always my first choice. So..I guess now the next place on my list would have to be Paris."

"I hear Paris is a beautiful city. Its the city for lovers, such as ourselves." Blaine said in an overdramatically seductive voice.

"Okay Mr. Sexy," Kurt said hitting Blaines shoulder. "Its your turn now. Where is the number one place that you want to go? Your dream destination."

"Hmm…" Blaine paused for a moment. "There is this one place in Australia that is known as the best place to look at the stars in the world…" He shrugged his shoulders. "Not really the most interesting of dreams really…Its not like Im ever going to get there anyway…"

Kurt thought about how Blaine had told him he wanted to be an astronomer. He wondered what was holding him back. Maybe there wasnt enough money for him to go to college, but Kurt knew he probably was smart enough to get a scholarship. Kurt also didnt like that Blaine felt like his dreams werent important, or that he would never accomplish them.

"That sounds like a great place," he said softly. Kurt noticed Blaines face drop and tried to fix whatever was wrong. "Hey," he said trying to find his eyes. "We have our whole lives to go to these places. There is nothing wrong with having dreams. I am sure you will get there someday."

"How do you know?" Blaine asked immediately after Kurt finished, looking back into his eyes honestly.

"Well…youre smart, kind, motivated, amazing, strong…must I go on?" Kurt said smiling widely.

"It wouldnt hurt," Blaine chuckled before adding, "I guess I just like to live in the moment. Sometimes people can get caught up in what they want for the future, and not enjoy the journey that gets them there. For me, the adventure is the much greater experience."

"This summer has definitely been an adventure hasnt it?" Kurt sighed. "I mean it would help if I didnt keep messing things up. Going crazy wasnt exactly on my things to do list."

"You are not crazy. Maybe a bit broken, but we can fix that," Blaine said while rubbing the side of his back. "Are you sure you dont want to tell your parents about your dreams? Or you could just tell them youre having a hard time coping with the accident? Maybe they could get you some help. There are plenty of therapists in the area—"

Kurt shook his head quickly. "No, no you are the only person I need. And my parents have enough going on right now with Aunt Annie. They dont need me in that mix."

Blaine took Kurts hand and kissed his knuckle softy. "Okay, but promise me when you go to New York you will get some sort of help, because I wont be there every day to help you get through it."

Kurt didnt like the idea of Blaine not going to New York with him. He also didnt like the idea that he needed professional help. He knew that he had posttraumatic stress disorder and those things should be treated seriously, but Blaine was enough, right?

"I promise," Kurt finally said. He would do anything to let Blaine know he would be alright.

Blaine smiled and pulled the back of Kurts hand up to his lips and held it there, closing his eyes. "What are you doing?" Kurt asked quietly.

"Just trying to memorize this. This, and every moment with you…" Blaine tilted his head to the side slightly and added with his eyes still closed, "And Im also trying to figure out why your hand is so soft."

Kurt laughed softly. "Moisturizing. Lots of moisturizing."

Blaine smiled and rubbed the back of Kurts hand against his cheek. "Feels really nice," he hummed.

"I do the same for my face," he added quickly. Not really the most eloquent of things to say but the response was the one he was looking for.

Blaine opened his eyes and brought his hand up to Kurts cheek, caressing it lightly with the back of his hand. Kurt relaxed into the touch and closed his eyes, realizing what Blaine was talking about when he wanted to memorize the moment. "My lips too," he added softly.

He felt Blaines fingers trail down his lips, parting them slightly.

Without opening his eyes, Kurt felt Blaine press his lips to his own. Blaine took the hand that was once on his lips and cupped his cheek to hold them in place. They kissed like that for a while before Kurt pushed Blaine onto his back slowly, so he was now straddling his thighs.

They broke apart so Blaine could fully lie down on his back, and Kurt looked down at the handsome boy lying under him, wondering why he was so lucky. Maybe Blaine was his reward for making it through high school alive. Whatever the reason, Kurt was happy now, and he knew that if he only had these few weeks to be with Blaine, he wouldnt waste them.

"You should sing for me," Blaine said, snapping Kurt out of his thoughts.

Kurt motioned to how he was sitting on top of him. "What? Like this?"

"If you want to. I wouldnt mind really," he grinned overly flirtatious at him.

Kurt rolled his eyes. "But theres no music, and I dont even have a song…"

"Come on Kurt. Ive never even heard you sing before. Please?" He pouted his lip and made sad puppy dog eyes. Kurt knew he was going to fail miserably at resisting his request.

"How do you even know I can sing?"

"Kurt, you got into a school in New York for dramatic arts. I am pretty sure you can sing. Do you not want to sing to me? Is that it? I mean, I understand if you dont…"

"Of course I want to sing for you," Kurt cut him off. "How about this, tomorrow before your shift come over and Ill sing for you while you play the piano. That way Ill have time to prepare and we will have more time for this now…" Kurt bent down and kissed him for a few moments before continuing, "My dad and Carole will be out anyway because Aunt Annie has to go into the hospital for some tests."

"I guess thats alright," he said trying to act innocent.

"Do you need me to kiss you again? Would that make up for me not singing for you?"

"Maybe…That could help a little…" Blaine looked into his eyes hopefully.

"Your adorableness kills me. I dont know if I will be able to take it the whole summer."

"Im adorable?" Blaine lifted an eyebrow. "Well that is very different from what you were saying last night when we were—"

Kurt kissed him hard while Blaine was in mid sentence, trying to keep him from rehashing the things they had done the night before, and rested his hands on his shoulders. He could feel Blaine chuckling under him and a smile spread across his face while he kissed back. "Do you want to do that again? Like last night?" Kurt asked shyly in between kisses.

"Umm…yeah…but…"

"I know… I know…not in a forest…" Kurt remembered the last time they started something like that in the meadow Blaine stopped it because he was uncomfortable. Kurt kissed him harder and rubbed his hand down his arms, feeling the tone in his muscles.

"Kurt, the woodland creatures may be watching…" Blaine said lazily while taking a breath, not really meaning much of what he was saying. The kissing picked up until the only thing they could hear were the sounds of their heavy breathing.

"And we dont want to have the scarring of little woodland animals on our consciences…" Kurt rolled his hips down subconsciously, unable to stop himself before letting out a whimper.

"Horrible thing to live with…" Blaine countered quickly, moving his hand down Kurts back and onto his ass, causing Kurt to rock again and both boys to moan.

"So, so horrible," Kurt breathed while running his fingers through Blaines hair.

"I guess I could be willing to pay for their therapy if you are…"

"Would it be worth it though?" Kurt asked while Blaine moved to kiss down his neck. "I heard animal therapy can cost a fortune…"

Blaine bucked his hips to meet with Kurts and moaned. "Totally worth it."