The alarm was just as bad as Kurt described it to be. At four thirty the next morning, Kurt reached over the top of Blaine to shut off the alarm and promptly got up to take a shower, leaving Blaine alone in his room after a quick good morning kiss.
Blaine went about his normal morning routine as he waited for Kurt to get out of the shower, brushing his teeth in the main bathroom and eating breakfast with Finn before heading back up to Kurt’s en suite bathroom to take his own shower.
“Make sure you check the bags for our tickets, I stuck them in the front pocket of your messenger.” Blaine said to Kurt before closing the bathroom door.
“Did you grab your iPod?” Kurt called through the closed door.
“No, could you grab it out of my overnight bag and put it in my carry-on?” Blaine called back.
Kurt couldn’t help but notice how domestic they seemed. “Sure, anything else?” He asked.
“Could you grab my copy of Of Mice and Men out of my backpack? I need to read it for lit class and I thought I could do it on the plane.” Blaine asked, stepping into the shower on the other side of the door. “That should be everything then” He said.
“Okay, I’ll take our bags downstairs then.” Kurt called, picking up the large number of bags he’d packed himself to take down to his father’s car.
“G’ Morning” Burt said when he saw Kurt come down the stairs. “About ready to go?” He asked. Burt decided it would be smart to drive Kurt and Blaine to the airport himself instead of having the boys leave one of their cars in the parking lot of the airport.
“Almost, Blaine is still in the shower but he should be down in a few minutes. I was just gonna grab some toast and mess around on my laptop for a little bit.” Kurt answered.
“That sounds good; let me know when you’re ready to take off.” Burt said as Kurt heard the water shut off upstairs.
“I will.” Kurt said, turning on his laptop and pulling up his Twitter account.
Off to Cali with the best bf ever! He posted before Blaine came down the stairs whilst towel-drying his hair.
“What time does our flight leave again?” he asked, throwing the towel into the laundry basket outside Burt and Carole’s bedroom and plopping down onto the couch beside Kurt.
“We have to be at the airport by 6:30 but our flight doesn’t leave until 8.” Kurt replied, shutting his laptop and turning to face Blaine. “Did you want any breakfast?” He asked. “I was just gonna make myself some toast or something.”
“Toast is good.” Blaine said, standing up from the couch and extending his hand to Kurt to help him up as well.
They quickly made their breakfast, jelly toast for Kurt and peanut butter for Blaine. “You know, if we kissed right now we’d be PB&J” Blaine said, leaning across the table.
Kurt turned away from him, blushing slightly. “I can’t, I’m uh… I’m actually allergic to peanuts.” Kurt admits.
Blaine looks at him, dumbfounded. “You are? I didn’t know that… Wait; are you able to be this close to it?” He asks worriedly, subconsciously sliding the plate away from Kurt.
“Oh yeah! You’re fine, I just can’t have it near my face or I’ll turn into Violet Beauregarde.” He explains, taking another bite of his toast carefully.
“I can’t believe I didn’t know that. We’ve been friends for such a long time.” Blaine says, still surprised by Kurt’s allergy.
“I try to keep it a secret, when people know they tend to be too careful around me, censoring their food and stuff. It makes me uncomfortable.” He answers. “When New Direction found out they stopped eating Reese’s around me—it’s kind of a tradition for everyone to eat Reese’s together before every competition practice, I always just had a Hershey’s or something with them and when they asked why and found out about my allergy they stopped doing it. I was a little sad.” He explains. “So please, enjoy your toast. Make sure you brush your teeth before you kiss me though.”
Blaine laughed and ate the rest of his toast happily.
…
“I’m just going to warn you, I have a slight fear of flying.” Blaine said as they walked through the terminal to board the plane. “I’ll probably grip your hand for dear life when we take off.” He admitted.
Kurt nodded in understanding. “I’m just really excited to be honest.” He said. “I can’t wait to take off.”
“Chew gum when we do, your ears are going to pop and it can hurt if you don’t.” Blaine explained, handing him a stick of mint Stride and popping one into his own mouth.
Kurt nodded in thanks and stuck the gum into his mouth while they searched for their seats on the plane.
…
A few hours later, Kurt and Blaine had their feet firmly planted on the ground in Los Angeles.
“Remember, you have to call me Darren while we’re in public.” Blaine reminded his boyfriend as they stepped inside the limo that had been arranged to take them to their hotel.
“That shouldn’t be too hard.” Kurt said. “I just have to channel my inner Starkid.”
Blaine laughed and grabbed a can of Mountain Dew out of the mini fridge in the limo. “Want anything?” He asked and Kurt shook his head.
“I had like three glasses of Sprite on the plane.” He said. “How far is the hotel from the beach?” He asked.
Blaine got an excited look on his face. “It’s on the beach.” He answered. “We can go swimming whenever we want!”
Kurt smiled at the look on the curly-haired boy’s face. “You know, I’ve always wanted to go night swimming… You think we could venture into the unknown together?” He said with a smirk and Blaine blushed slightly.
“Sounds like fun.” He responded, the color in his face easing slightly. “Anywhere specific you want to go for dinner? I’ve been here before so you can choose.”
“Actually did you see that restaurant when we were leaving the airport? It looked so cool! I think it was called the Encounter?” Kurt suggested. The restaurant had a space-theme from the look of it, with futuristic lighting and retro furniture. Kurt couldn’t help but think of Starkid when he saw it.
“Oh yeah! We have reservations there for after the show tomorrow, actually. Joey’s obsessed with that place. It’s very… Us.” He explained with a laugh. “Do you wanna just hit In N’ Out down by the pier and then walk along the shore?”
Kurt smiled and nodded in affirmation as they pulled into the parking lot of the hotel to check in. “This place is huge!” He exclaimed as they stepped outside the limo.
“Wow, they went all out.” Blaine admitted, spinning in a circle around himself and admiring the view of their admittedly grand hotel. “They probably even clean their pool, which is more than I can say about some of the hotels we’ve stayed in.”
Kurt laughed. “Oh poor Darren, can’t even swim in his hotel…” He mocked.
“Hey, I said they didn’t clean them; I never said we didn’t go swimming in them.” Blaine admitted and Kurt gaped.
“That’s absolutely disgusting.” Kurt says, looking at Blaine with a grossed-out expression on his face. “You swam in a pool when you couldn’t see the bottom of it?” He asks.
Blaine nodded. “Joey got a bit of a rash but everyone else made it out okay!” He said excitedly.
Kurt and Blaine walked into the lobby of their hotel and got in line at the check-in desk.
“You know I’m really glad you came with me for this. Joey’s my best friend and I don’t get to see him very often; but he and I have always been around for the big changes in each other’s lives, good and bad.” Blaine admitted. “You mean so much to me, and Joey meeting you is a big step.”
Kurt smiled softly and squeezed Blaine’s hand. “You mean so much to me too, and I’m really glad you’re letting me see this part of you. Joey seems like such a nice guy and I can see how you two make such good friends so I can’t wait to meet him either.” Kurt admitted.
They got to the front of the line then, checking in to their room and then taking the elevator up with their luggage in tow. Their room was on the third floor, right across the hall from the ice machine. Kurt took the room key card and slid it into the slot, opening the door and stepping inside.
“One bed.” He noted, setting his bags down in front of the dresser and sitting in the arm chair.
Blaine nodded. “One bed.” He repeated.
It wasn’t so much the thought of sleeping in the same bed that scared them, they’d done it before. It was the thought of sleeping in the same bed without a parent around, and what it usually meant for teenage couples.
“I still get to be the little spoon tonight right?” Blaine questioned, teying to lighten the mood in the room.
Kurt giggled and nodded, shaking his head slightly.
“Just because we’re alone and sleeping in the same bed doesn’t mean we have to do anything okay?” Blaine said, kissing Kurt’s cheek and flopping back onto the bed. “So what would you like to do before Team Starkid shows up and destroys all semblance of peace in this hotel?”
“You know, despite my fears of cloudy hotel pools, I’d actually really enjoy some chlorine right now.” Kurt admitted. “Wanna go swimming?”
Blaine nodded enthusiastically and got up to grad his swimming trunks from his bag. “I’ll change in the bathroom and you can change in here. Just tell me when you’re dressed so I can come back out.”
Kurt nodded and grabbed his swimsuit out of his bag as Blaine went into the bathroom. He changed quickly and knocked on the door to tell Blaine he could come out and the shorter boy emerged where swim shorts and no shirt.
Kurt’s breath hitched slightly and he averted his eyes from Blaine’s defined chest, his cheeks coloring slightly and the sight.
The shirtless boy smirked slightly but didn’t say anything. “You ready to go?” He asked the angelic boy.
“Y-yeah. Let’s go.” He said, grabbing his Iphone and heading towards the door with Blaine in tow.
When they stepped into the hallway they were greeted with the sight of about four teenage girls on their way to the ice machine. At the sight of Blaine, they gasped and ran forward.
“Oh my god, you’re Darren Criss!” One of them shouted with a squeal of excitement.
Blaine smiled and nodded. “I am! Are you guys in town for the concert?” He asked enthusiastically, taking a Sharpie out of a girl’s outstretched hand and signing her AVPS shirt with the name of his alias.
“Yeah! We’re from Newport, but when we found out you were going to be here for the L.A. stop of the tour we just had to get tickets.” A redheaded, tall girl said.
“Can we get a picture with you?” The girl in the now-signed tshirt asked.
Blaine laughed and nodded. “Just don’t post my room number on Tumblr okay?” He said.
Kurt laughed and one of the girls acknowledged him for the first time. “Are you a new Starkid?” The redhead girl asked.
“He’s an honorary Starkid, this is my friend Chris.” Blaine said on cue, managing to only cringe slightly at the word friend. “He’s tagging along for a few of the tour dates.”
“Oh fun! Are you going to be in the show at all?” The quietest member of the fan group asked as they pulled Kurt into their picture as well.
“Not unless this weirdo decides to pull me on stage like he keeps saying he’s going to.” Kurt replies smoothly, smiling as the mom chaperoning the group snaps a quick picture of them.
“Thanks for coming out you guys! Hopefully I’ll see you in the audience tomorrow!” Blaine said, walking away from the group of girls and dragging Kurt behind him by the wrist.
“You really couldn’t come up with an alias that wasn’t your last name?” Kurt said, taking Blaine’s hand back into his own.
“I panicked! I didn’t want to say Kurt in case they posted about you on Tumblr!” Blaine pouted.
“So does that sort of things happen often?” Kurt asked.
“Honestly, it only really happens when I’m actually supposed to be in the city where they find me.” Blaine admitted. “It’s only happened once in Lima, and it was you so I’m not sure it counts.”
Kurt giggled and swung their hands in between them. “Simply because it took so long, I’m gonna go with no.”
“Just wait until tomorrow, if you think those fans were crazy then you have no idea.”