Kurt had his arm slung around the back of Blaine's chair, softly caressing his arm. Blaine leaned in close, stealing gentle kisses and then whispering sweet nothing's into Kurt's ear, thumb brushing over his knee.

Puck was staring into space when he suddenly realized he had matters to tend to. He vacated his seat and made his way over to the couple. Kurt pulled away from another kiss and eyed Puck with irritation, a perfectly groomed brow quirked.

"Hey, sorry for interrupting… but I've got them," he whispered conspiratorially.

"Got what?" Kurt snapped.

"The fake IDs, dude. C'mon. I thought this was both your guys' idea," he implored.

Kurt looked at Blaine questioningly. "What is he talking about, Blaine?"

Blaine put his arms up in surrender. "You got me. Babe, I wanted to do something exciting for our one year anniversary of meeting each other."

A smile crept up on Kurt's face, but it looked like he was trying to contain his joy. "That required fake ID's, and you got him in on it?"

Blaine shook his head in a very dapper manner, chuckling to himself. "No he-"

"I got connections, bro, so Anderson here paid me 100 bucks because he didn't doubt my skills in a time of need," Puck pursed his lips with a disbelieving expression.

Kurt looked at Blaine expectantly. "So where are we going?"

"Somewhere In Time," Blaine answered, grinning widely.

"Excuse me? If this is some sort of nerdy sci-fi convention reference that I don't understa-"

Puck cut in. "A gay bar. The only one in Lima. I hear it's pretty cool."

Kurt's eyebrows shot up. "Oh."

Blaine looked uneasy. "Is 'oh' bad? Because I'll be taking you out to dinner, and I have all these other romantic things planned afterwa-"

Kurt put one pale slim finger on Blaine's plump lips. "No, honey shhh, it sounds really fun. I'm just surprised that's all. Most of all floored that we even have one here in this godforsaken town."

Blaine smiled under his finger, and then took Kurt's hand into his, drawing light patterns affectionately into his palm.

"Well, there were TONS down near Cincinnati. Like a ridiculous amount of them. But I thought that driving all that way wouldn't be worth it if there's one nearby. If our dreams weren't bigger than Ohio, I would have been totally down with living there," Blaine said conversationally.

Kurt finally smiled toothily. Blaine thought it was adorable. It was like they forgot Puck was there.

"Well, here. Have fun," Puck said shortly, quickly handing the IDs to Blaine and walking away. Blaine looked up at Kurt excitedly.

His gorgeous eyes were glistening as he reached up to cup Blaine's cheek. "I love you. Thanks for doing this; I never would have thought of it. But I have a feeling that this will be an exciting new chapter of our relationship."

"I thought the same thing. I love you too," Blaine's voice was oozing with adoration. They stared into each other's eyes, being in each other's space thinking about how amazing it was to have each other.

And to think it was a year ago when Kurt was asking his father why he couldn't hold hands with the person he liked, when he was doing that very thing right here, right now.

After school they rushed to the Hudmel's residence to put the IDs in a safe place, and also have a few minutes alone before Burt, Carol or Finn got home.

They lay side by side on Kurt's bed, limbs tangled as they kissed passionately. Nothing else but this in the world mattered. The feel of their lips on each other was electric. Everything was Kurt and Blaine, and all else was just diminished down to their tastes, scents and sounds.

Kurt didn't even mind that Blaine kept dragging his hands through Kurt's hair, pulling slightly. On the contrary, Kurt discovered it was something he enjoyed quite a lot.

Kurt wrapped his arms tightly around Blaine's waist and pulled him closer until they were completely flush against one another. Blaine's hands left Kurt's hair and started to wander downward, memorizing each inch of his sculpted frame. Blaine could tell that Kurt has been working out a lot more lately.

Blaine's tongue invaded Kurt's mouth, which elicited a low moan from the taller boy. Kurt allowed his hands to travel south to grope the swell of Blaine's perfectly rounded ass. Blaine broke the kiss with a whine.

"Kurt, I want to make love to you. Or you to me. It doesn't matter. I just. Need you."

Kurt responded by kissing him languorously and intensely. Like there was so much weight behind it, and Blaine felt it. The atmosphere in the room got thick, and Blaine's heart started hammering against his rib cage.

Kurt started kissing along Blaine's neck until he reached his ear and breathed, "I-I'm ready."

Blaine pulled away, grabbing his face with both hands and looking deep into Kurt's eyes, overflowing with emotion.

"Do you have any-"

But Blaine's question was cut off but the deafening bang of Kurt's bedroom door flying open. Kurt hopped off the bed with amazing speed. But it was only Finn, looking a lot like a confused ape, staring at them open-mouthed.

"Um," Blaine began.

"Dudes, Dad is right downstairs, I'd recommend you come down before things become...," Finn sounded exasperated.

"Go away; we'll be down in a minute. Keep the door open," Kurt said icily, as he eyed himself in his vanity mirror, already putting his hair back into its perfect coif.

When Finn left, Blaine got up from the bed and wrapped his arms around Kurt's torso, pressing a sweet kiss on shoulder. "Don't be mad at your brother."

Kurt huffed out, extremely frustrated. "Just give me a minute to calm down; he ruined a really big moment for me, okay?"

Blaine pulled him in closer, nuzzling his nose into Kurt's neck. "I know."

Blaine ended up staying for dinner and it was actually quite pleasant having them all together, despite the weirdness earlier. However, Finn kept giving Kurt odd glances, which he ignored because he sure never wanted to walk on him and Rachel heatedly kissing either.

"How about a movie! Aww, we haven't done that in so long," Carol cooed as she was putting leftovers in the fridge. Like the perfect gentlemen, Blaine was doing dishes while Finn stood there awkwardly with a dish towel waiting to dry them.

"Burt, honey," Carol raised her voice so it carried to the next room, where Burt was watching some meaningless game. "Choose a movie, will you?"

He grunted in affirmation.

Kurt lounged in his seat, still finishing his meal because he ate rather slowly. Kurt sighed contentedly, feeling like everything was just right. Blaine being here a lot with his family has become a sort of routine that he knew he would miss once he was off fulfilling his destiny in New York.

And then like his own personal buzz kill, he felt his heart sink. Blaine was still a junior, and Kurt would be leaving him here in Lima come post-graduation. The thought made him sick to his stomach, but he knows Blaine wants him to stop at nothing to follow his dreams.

At that precise moment, Blaine looked up and smiled so lovingly, eyes seeing through his soul. And just like that, all Kurt's worries went away. Once Blaine graduated, they would get married and live in New York together and be Broadway stars. He just knew it in his gut.

Burt was probably in one of those man moods, because he chose the Shining, rather than some other family friendly film.

Kurt wasn't going to complain because for one, he has already seen it, and was currently too tired to pay attention. Also, he got to cuddle under a blanket with Blaine on the love seat. Best deal ever.

Finn had never seen it before, so he sprawled out on the floor a foot away from the television, barely even blinking because he was so intrigued. Kurt failed to tell him that there were probably a few parts that would make him jump out of his skin.

Kurt started to no off toward the middle, and Blaine was giving him the best scalp massage in existence, so he couldn't really help it.

"Mmmm.. feels good," he mumbled eventually, still in limbo between light sleep and being awake.

Kurt shifted so he could stretch out a little more, and straddled one leg across Blaine's lap. Although more comfortable, Kurt's eyes shot open and stared at Blaine in shock. Blaine was half hard.

He looked kind of sheepish, and whispered. "I'm sorry, it sometimes happens when I'm close to you."

Kurt thought he had the most puppy-like expression on his face, so he leaned in to kiss him gently.

Kurt murmured against his lips, "That's so sweet, but now you're kind of turning me on. This is not good…"

"Shhhh!" Finn hushed them suddenly, and Kurt mouthed back "Sorry!"

Blaine laughed quietly, but a second later, inhaled sharply.

Kurt took one of his hands and started to rub Blaine's thigh, caressing in a teasing way. Kurt slid his palm very slowly until he reached Blaine's zipper.

"Kurt," Blaine whispered urgently. "What are you doing?"

Kurt put a finger on his lips once more to quiet him. He then started to trace around Blaine's mouth, and Kurt could feel him grow even harder.

Very quietly, the zipper reached the bottom, and Kurt unbuttoned Blaine skillfully, not even hesitating to slip his hand through the boxer access hole and take Blaine's cock surely into his palm.

Blaine was holding his breath. He couldn't believe that Kurt had the balls to do this right now while his whole freaking family was in the living room with them. Against his better judgment though, he didn't tell Kurt to stop.

Mind you, it was quite difficult to think straight because Kurt's hand was on his cock and that shot adrenaline through his spine knowing that they could get caught at any moment.

Kurt put his lips to Blaine's hair and started humming, then mouthed at the shell of his ear while pumping Blaine lazily.

Blaine's entire body went rigid. He had to make it look like he was still watching the movie and nothing suspicious was going on. So he stretched the blanket over them tight so no illicit jerking off activities could be detected.

Kurt's hand sped up, rubbing the underside of the head out of habit, because he knew exactly how to get Blaine off. When Kurt twisted his wrist slightly, Blaine had to bite back a long groan as he started to come. His vision blurred, and it took all his willpower not to throw his head back and shove his hips into Kurt's fist through the rest of his orgasm.

When Blaine came down from his high, he blinked slowly at Kurt, trying to look disapproving. Kurt just beamed innocently back, appearing completely satisfied with himself.

Blaine looked around and realized that nobody in the room noticed this dirty exchange, which sort of thrilled him. But he would never tell Kurt that.

Kurt leaned in and licked sweat off of Blaine's neck, which almost made him moan.

"You are never pulling anything like that again," Blaine grumbled quietly. Kurt started giggling.

"Shhh!"