"Are you ready?" Blaine asked. Kurt's back was turned to him. His hands fidgeted nervously pulling at his fingers. A few weeks had gone by with Kurt taking care of Blaine while he recovered from surgery. Most of their time together was spent in Kurt's room on the futon. He refused to let Blaine go back to his room, or worse back home to Westerville. After wearing an eye patch for two weeks, Blaine was ready to remove it.

"Yes, now hurry." Kurt said impatiently.

"Okay, turn around."

Kurt spun, his lips pulled into a smile. Blaine held the eye patch in his hand. Both hazel eyes stared at Kurt expectantly.

"Well?" Blaine asked.

"You look like your old self." Kurt took Blaine's hand and pulled him close. "Though I kind of miss Pirate Blaine."

Blaine's jaw dropped in mock rage. "Kurt Hummel, you made it two weeks without a single pirate joke."

Kurt laughed and shrugged and he put his arms over Blaine's shoulders. "I needed to sneak one last one in."

Blaine leaned in and left a kiss on Kurt's lips.

"Everything alright though?" Kurt asked with concern.

Blink blinked a few times, testing his newly recovered eye. After a moment he grinned. "Yep, everything is in perfect focus."

Kurt was glad to see Blaine recovered from the surgery completely. It killed him to see Blaine vulnerable and broken and Kurt hated Sebastian for it. Not like he hadn't hated Sebastian before all of this. Kurt still wondered why Blaine had invited Sebastian in the first place.

"We should celebrate then!" Kurt exclaimed bouncing on the balls of his feet. "It's been a while since we had coffee and our cookie. So why don't you get dressed and we can head over to the union, I still have two hours before class."

Blaine grinned. "Finn is still at Rachel's isn't he?"

"He's been practically living there the week." Kurt waved his hand to dismiss the conversation. Finn didn't want to crowd Blaine and Kurt while Blaine recovered, so he spent most of his time with Rachel in her room. Luckily for Finn, Rachel's roommate dropped out at the start of the semester. Blaine had a mischievous look on his face.

"What?"

Blaine licked his lips. "You think we could, you know?"

Kurt's cheek flushed pink slightly, "Blaine-"

"Come on Kurt, please?" Blaine pouted and moved up against Kurt, his hands moving down to his hips.

"What if Finn comes back?" Kurt asked as Blaine pressed kisses into his neck. He wasn't sure what had gotten into Blaine, but he didn't care. Kurt's heart picked up and he placed his hands on Blaine's lower back cursing the cast on his wrist. Blaine pulled on Kurt's tie and led him back over to the futon. "We'll be quick, and then we can get coffee and cookies and anything else you want."

Kurt could hardly think as Blaine pulled Kurt down on top of him, spreading his legs so Kurt could fit between them, he locked his legs around Kurt securing him in place with a grin.

"I love you." Blaine said, his lips ghosting over Kurt's. They kissed.

"Mmm, I love you too." Kurt replied deepening the kiss while his hips dipped down to grind against his boyfriend. Blaine's hips moved up not breaking the kiss from Kurt. After a minute, Blaine's hands moved to undo Kurt's pants.

Kurt split the heart frosted sugar cookie down the middle and handed one half to Blaine. Across the table Blaine sipped his medium drip staring at Kurt. He watched him with a hint of curiosity. Kurt took notice and tilted his head, a small cautious smile on his lips.

"Why are you staring at me?"

"What do you want to do with your life?" Blaine's question caught Kurt off guard. He wasn't exactly expecting that to come out of his mouth. To be honest Kurt was waiting for some kind of comment about their escapades an hour prior. Kurt thought for a moment.

"That's a very broad question. Eventually I want to move to New York and ideally star on and off Broadway." Kurt said nonchalantly sipping his coffee.

Blaine blinked, 'Then why didn't you go to NYADA?"

"I told you Blaine, my Dad got sick. I couldn't just leave him." Kurt became defensive. He hated this topic. "What kind of son would I be if I packed up and left for New York like that?"

Blaine spoke in a soft voice trying not to upset Kurt further, "Yeah but Kurt, he has Carol and Finn. Don't you think your Dad would want you to follow your dreams?"

Kurt jetted his jaw out and his raised his chin closing himself off from the conversation. His eyes narrowed on Blaine. He had had this discussion with Finn, Rachel and his Dad on a few occasions he didn't want to have it with Blaine. Sure they discussed it once before but Kurt thought they had laid the conversation to rest.

"Why are we talking about this Blaine?"

Blaine shifted in his seat, he opened his mouth to reply but no words came out at first. Kurt thought he might have been a little intimidated by Kurt's sudden cold demeanor.

"I think you should reapply for NYADA, there is still time and you can transfer next year."

Kurt rolled his eyes, "I'm not going to do that."

"Well why not?" Blaine leaned forward don his seat, his voice raising slightly out of annoyance.

"Because I don't want to leave my dad here." Kurt avoided meeting Blaine's gaze.

"Kurt."

"Blaine, I'm perfectly fine with Ohio." He kept his focus on the cookie, picking pieces off of his half.

"I don't think you are though," Blaine said with a sigh. His eyes followed every move Kurt made as though trying to read him. "You want to live in New York. You deserve to be there."

Blaine's nagging was really starting to scratch at Kurt's nerves. He felt himself wanting to scream but knew that would only cause more problems and he really wasn't in the mood for fighting with Blaine.

"Blaine, just drop it. Please."

"How come?"

"Because I don't want to leave you!" Kurt blurted out. He was loud enough to draw the attention from the other customers at the coffee shop. He licked his lips taking a deep breath in order to calm down. Lowering his voice Kurt continued,

"I'm not ready to leave you. I can't go to New York and leave you here in Ohio."

Blaine's face fell. He reached out and took Kurt's non-casted hand.

"Listen, I love you. I want to see you happy and take hold of every opportunity you can. You are so talented Kurt. So talented. And NYADA is lacking because you aren't there."

Blaine rubbed his thumb across Kurt's knuckles. He smiled a bit sadly.

"Don't worry about me," He said. "I'll just visit you every chance I get. Even if I have to drive out there every weekend to see you."

Kurt wanted to smile but he couldn't. He glanced down at the hand on his. "You could always move out there with me." Kurt suggested. "I mean, if you're willing to get an apartment with me."

Blaine's eye lit up. "Is that a yes then?"

Kurt shrugged, "It doesn't matter. It's too late to turn in an application, the late submissions were back in December. Even if I could apply, who knows if they would accept me to the second audition again. I turned them down."

Blaine let go of Kurt's hand and reached into his bag. He set a white envelope on the table and slid it toward Kurt. "Let's find out."

Kurt sat at attention. Was that really what Kurt thought it was? He picked up the envelope seeing the seal of NYADA on the front. He froze his jaw hanging open.

"Blaine…"

"Don't be mad at me but I kind of resubmitted your application in November, with help from your Dad."

Kurt looked from the envelope to Blaine unable to believe he would do such a thing. He literally felt tears pressing on the back of his eyes. The gesture was so touching Kurt could hardly stand it.

"It took me a while to forge your signature but I got it." Blaine smirked. "You deserve to be in New York Kurt. You belong there with your dreams."

Kurt turned the envelope over his hands were shaking. "I can't. What if I didn't get in? I can't live with that disappointment."

"Just open it you goof!"

Kurt took one more deep breath and dug his fingers under the lip of the envelope tearing it open. He pulled the piece of paper out unfolded it and let his eyes scan over it. Blaine waited silently, Kurt blinked and his eyes clouded with tears.

"I'm a finalist." Kurt exhaled. His face washed over with joy. They were both standing and Kurt launched himself into Blaine's arms. They celebrated with a mixture of laughter and crying. People proceeded to stare at them but to Kurt there was no one else around.

"Kurt, I am so proud of you." Blaine said with tears in his eyes.

"Thank you Blaine and I mean for everything." Kurt pulled out of the hug. He kissed him softly on the lips before sitting back down.

"So why don't we celebrate tonight after the dance?" Blaine suggested.

"Dance?"

"Kuuurt." Blaine whined, "The Valentine's Day benefit dance! You promised me you would go."

Kurt laughed. Blaine was so cute when he pouted. "I'm sorry I forgot. A lot has been happening. Of course I am still going with you. I'm so excited to dance with you."

Blaine beamed and nibbled on his half of the cookie. Kurt noticed how his nose wrinkled with each bite, smiling the whole time. He tucked the letter safely away into his bag and picked up his cookie. He broke off a tiny piece and popped it into his mouth.

The ballroom in the union was crowded with girls wearing short almost next to nothing dresses, and guys dressed in only semi decent clothing their girlfriends probably fought them into. Kurt and Blaine were probably some of the best dressed and maybe the only ones not wearing jeans.

"Oh God, I feel like we stick out like a sore thumb." Kurt muttered to Blaine. He fiddled with his black skinny tie.

"Stop it, you look great." He said, weaving his fingers with Kurt's.

They swung their hands back and forth. Blaine led Kurt into the hall decorated with streamers both pink and red. Fun strobe lights and colored lights swam around the walls and ceiling focused mainly on the designated dance floor. A DJ was situated at the front pretending to look more important than he really was. All he did was select a song on his Mac and hit play.

"Did you want to dance first?" Blaine asked.

Kurt nodded to the food and drink table, "Punch?"

Blaine poured a cup of red punch handing it to Kurt before pouring some for himself.

"This is nice." Kurt smiled.

"Can we dance yet?" Blaine was pressed as close to Kurt as he could still allowing him comfortable room for bringing the cup of punch to his mouth. "I've been dying to dance with you."

Kurt bobbed his head along to the music quickly finishing off the punch. "Alright, Mr. Impatient."

Blaine winked at him and set the rest of his punch on the table taking Kurt by the hand and leading him out to the dance floor. Kurt giggled watching Blaine dance his way out to an open section of floor. He spun around and beamed at Kurt. The song "Moves Like Jagger" boomed over the speakers. Kurt shimmied his shoulders and danced along to the beat. Blaine was a natural dancer. He moved closer to Blaine. Blaine's arms went up into the air and the two danced inches from each other. They got lost in the music.

After a couple of fast dance songs, "Tik Tok" and "Just Dance" to be precise Kurt spotted someone across the room. He leaned in and spoke loud enough for Blaine to hear him above the music. "Sebastian's here."

Blaine turned to find him. Kurt's stomach was already in knots worrying about what confrontation might be inevitable. Taking Kurt's hand, Blaine shook his head.

"Ignore him."

Ignore Sebastian was easier said than done. He forced a smile and continued to dance to a remix of "Everytime We Touch". Kurt was exhausted after the song and pulled Blaine over toward the doors where the air was less dense.

"I didn't know you were such a great dancer." Blaine wrapped his arms around Kurt from behind resting his chin on Kurt's shoulder.

"Well, you know I have been told I could outshine Gene Kelly." Kurt bragged with a wink. Blaine chuckled, his breath warm against Kurt's neck. "Oh really now?" he stood back and spun Kurt without another word. Kurt flung his arm out not paying any mind to the person walking by.

"I'm sorry!" Kurt quickly apologized.

"Geez Hummel, you could take someone's head off." Sebastian mumbled. He fixed his navy blue tie and stared at the two of them. His eyes focused for a moment on Blaine's arm around Kurt's waist. Kurt narrowed his gaze.

"What do you want Sebastian?"

"At ease Hummel, I'm here to apologize."

Blaine folded his arms across his chest. "I don't want to hear it Sebastian." There was so much anger and hurt in his voice. Kurt watched him a moment from the corner of his eye.

"I acted like a jerk and I feel awful about what I did to you Blaine."

Kurt rolled his eyes, "Yeah I bet you are."

Sebastian ignored Kurt's comment. "I never meant to hurt you."

"No, you only meant to blind my boyfriend!" Blaine spat. Kurt had never seen him this angry before.

Sebastian flinched at tone and volume of Blaine's voice. Like the words slapped Sebastian across the face. He heaved a sigh, "I made a mistake and I'm sorry for it. Kurt, I'm sorry that you broke your hand on my face. I deserved it."

Kurt couldn't tell if Sebastian was truly sorry about everything he had done. It didn't really show either way on his face. Damn, the boy was good at hiding true emotions. Unless he was actually genuinely sorry. Kurt gave a snort, and Blaine remained unmoved.

"What do you want to hear Sebastian?" Blaine asked. "What are you looking for?"

"I just wanted you to know that I'm sorry, I really am." Sebastian gave them a small smile and he wandered off. Kurt had a sick feeling in his gut he turned to Blaine fuming.

"He's lying you know." Kurt grumbled. "He told me that it was meant for me, he wasn't sorry at all!"

Blaine drew Kurt closer to him in a hug, cooing in his ear. "Just forget him. Come on, let's go dance."

The only reason there was for Sebastian's apology was to get back on Blaine's good side. It hadn't worked. At least, Kurt was ninety percent sure it hadn't worked. He didn't want to think that Blaine would be so easily swayed. Elton John's "Your Song" started to play and Kurt put his arms on Blaine's shoulders back on the dance floor. They swayed to the music; Kurt was still upset with the Sebastian encounter. Kurt's eyes kept scanning the crowd for the freakish psycho meerkat.

"Hey," Blaine caught Kurt's attention. His face was slightly down turned. "Forget about Sebastian."

"Blaine, you know why he apologized, it wasn't because he was actually sorry." Kurt rambled on. Blaine cupped his hands on Kurt's face forcing him to make eye contact.

"It doesn't matter. I don't' care about him, Kurt. I'm here with you so please be here with me and pretend he didn't show up." Blaine let one hand drop but with the other he stroked Kurt's cheek with his thumb. The simple act of affection made Kurt smile, his eyes softened. He nodded and laid his head on Blaine's shoulder humming along with the tune.

"How wonderful life is, now you're in the world." Blaine whispered in Kurt's ear. He nuzzled into Blaine's shoulder and shut his eyes content.

"Can we go back to your room after this?" Kurt quietly asked still moving slowly with the music his body pressed against Blaine.

"I'll do you one better. Room 221 at the hotel down the street."

Blaine got them a hotel room. Kurt lifted his head and looked at Blaine his brow arched in pleasant surprise. "How senior prom of you."

"I just figured it's our first Valentine's Day together and I wanted to make it special. I know it's just a hotel room but at least there we could be alone and not have to worry about Finn or Rachel. And we would have a king sized bed to ourselves." Blaine smiled coyly.

Kurt's face turned a light shade of red. They could be alone on their first Valentine's Day. He pressed a firm kiss to Blaine's lips, holding him there for a few seconds. When he broke he leaned his forehead against Blaine's. "Can we go there now?"

Blaine's mouth hung open slightly, "The dance though…we just got here."

Kurt batted his eyes. Was Blaine really about to turn him down right now? There wasn't another word spoken. The two of them raced out of the union ballroom and to Blaine's car.

The hotel room was already set up with rose petals on the bed and a sparkling cider on the side table. Kurt ran his hand along the soft comforter on the single king sized bed in the room. "Blaine, how?"

Blaine shrugged hanging the "Do Not Disturb" sign on the door. "I kind of arranged this while you were in class earlier today. Do you want some cider?"

Kurt took off his vest and already kicked off his shoes. He slid onto the bed and patted the space beside him. "I kind of just want my boyfriend right now."

Blaine took his jacket off and shoes, along with his socks and crawled onto the bed beside Kurt. He took Kurt's face in his hands again and crashed their lips together. Kurt deepened the kiss, his hand running up under Blaine's shirt.

Blaine straddled over top of Kurt, breaking the kiss. "So as Valentine's Days go, how is this one adding up so far?" He asked.

Kurt pretended that he needed to think for a moment, "Hmm, it's topping the charts."

Blaine took this as a challenge. He pulled Kurt's tie off and tossed it aside, undoing his shirt next, removing his undershirt. Blaine's hands ran over Kurt's bare chest. Kurt shivered and reached up to play with Blaine's hair.

"You are so perfect." Blaine murmured in awe. "I know I've said that before but, you are."

Kurt smiled with adoration at Blaine. "So are you."

Blaine leaned down and peppered kisses on Kurt's chest all the way up to his neck, then along his jaw. "I love you so much Kurt." Blaine whispered in Kurt's ear, continually kissing him down his jaw line.

"I love you, too." Kurt moaned as his captured Blaine's lips. Kurt's mind was filled with nothing but thoughts of Blaine and how good it felt to be here with him. This was the perfect Valentine's Day. First NYADA and now this moment in the hotel with Blaine. He had never been more convinced that Blaine loved him with all of his heart.