Kurt woke up on the morning of graduation with a huge smile on his face. This was the day he'd been waiting for for pretty much his whole life, but it was the day he had been longing for since he'd begun going out with Blaine. He couldn't wait to be open about his relationship.

He climbed out of bed and went and took a shower, he then got dressed, fixed his hair, grabbed his graduation gown, and went down to the kitchen to make breakfast for himself and his father.

Upon entering the kitchen, however, he saw his father had already made breakfast. Pancakes, sausage, and eggs. And from the looks of it, he hadn't even burned down the kitchen.

"You made breakfast?" Kurt asked, sitting down at the table as his father handed him a plate.

"Sure did. Today's your day, Kurt. I couldn't be more proud of ya." Burt smiled. "Tell me if it's awful. Did I put the right amount of flour in the pancakes?"

Kurt took a few bites, tasting everything.

"It's perfect, dad." And it really was. He was highly impressed with his father's cooking. It had him almost wondering if someone else had come over and cooked breakfast for him, but Kurt doubted his father would have done that. He wanted to do something special for Kurt.

"You nervous?" Burt asked, as he ate his own breakfast.

"Not at all, actually."

"Excited?"

"More than excited." Kurt smiled.

After breakfast, he pulled out his phone to text Blaine.

To Blaine: Just a few more hours, and everyone will know that I have the greatest boyfriend on the planet. :)

To Kurt: I think you mean they'll know that I have the greatest boyfriend on the planet. But that's okay. Easy mistake. :p

To Blaine: Nope. I definitely meant me. I'll see you soon!

To Kurt: See you!

Kurt went out to the living room, picking up his cap and gown from where he'd left them on his way to the kitchen earlier.

"This thing is really awful." Kurt said, looking at the bright red robe disapprovingly.

"Put it on. Let's see it." Burt said.

Kurt shook his head, slipping the gown on over his clothes, and putting the cap on, cringing at the thought of what his hair would look like later.

"You look great, kiddo. You gonna let me drive you?"

"Might as well. I think Blaine and I are going on a date after, and he'll probably want to drive, so there's no use taking my car."

"Alright. Let me just get a picture, and then we can get goin'."

Kurt smiled at the camera, and Burt snapped a photo, and then they were out the door, on the way to end this chapter of Kurt's life, and move on to a better one.

Blaine was standing backstage with Mike, Tina was a Junior, so she wouldn't be graduating this year, waiting for the ceremony to start.

"Are you excited?" Mike asked.

"Ecstatic."

"Me too. I'm a little worried about going off to college and leaving Tina here, though."

"Don't be. She's strong. She'll be fine. And you two are like two halves of a whole. You'll make it." Blaine smiled, patting his best friend on the shoulder.

"Thanks." Mike smiled. "Sounds like the ceremony's about to start. You're up first, right? A for Anderson."

"Yup. I think so."

"Good luck. Don't trip."

"Thanks, Mike." Blaine laughed.

His name was called and he walked across the stage smiling, taking his diploma, and moving his tassel from one side of his cap to the other. He looked out into the audience and saw Burt cheering for him. His parents were there, too, but he wasn't very shocked to say he was more excited to see Burt.

He went to stand at the back of the stage, and smiled as all his friends walked across the stage getting their diplomas. When Mike's name was called he let out a little 'Woot!', and pumped his fist up in the air. Mike laughed, and walked back to join the rest of the students in line. Finally, Kurt's name was called. Blaine was getting butterflies in his stomach, knowing that as soon as the ceremony was over, he could tell anyone he wanted about their relationship.

He walked out, taking his diploma, and switching his tassel from one side of his cap to the other. But then he looked back at Blaine and gestured for him to step forward.

What was he doing? They hadn't planned anything like this. Blaine was apprehensive, but after a moment, he stepped forward, slowly walking over to Kurt.

As soon as he was within arms length, Kurt grabbed him by his collar and pulled him in, kissing him hard on the lips. Blaine heard a few shocked gasps. He couldn't blame them. He was in shock himself.

"Mr. Hummel, I have to ask that you let Mr. Anderson return to his spot in line, and that you go find your own spot as well." Principal Figgins said, sounding slightly uncomfortable with the sudden PDA.

Kurt pulled away, and Blaine looked at him, eyes wide and questioning.

Kurt mouthed a small 'Sorry' as the two of them both went to take their place in line once more.

Blaine looked out into the audience and saw Burt smiling wide. Had he been in on this? His parents were in a state of complete and utter shock. Sure, they knew he was gay, but they were convinced he'd never find a boyfriend in Ohio. Especially once they'd moved to Lima. He scanned the audience, searching for Tina, and when he found her she had her mouth covered, and she was shaking her head slightly.

Blaine was glad he and Kurt's relationship was out there. Of course he was. But he had wanted to tell Mike and Tina himself. They were his best friends, and they didn't deserve to find out this way.

Once the ceremony was over, Blaine ran out the doors, looking for Mike and Tina so he could explain. Kurt came up behind him before he could find them.

"Hey, you!" He greeted.

"Hey, Kurt. Um, give me a minute, please? I need to talk to Mike and Tina."

"Sure. Yeah. Of course. I'll just...I'll go find my dad."

Blaine kept walking until he found Mike and Tina in a corner, talking to each other in hushed whispers.

"Um, hey guys."

"Don't talk to me!" Tina snapped.

"What the hell even happened out there, Blaine?" Mike asked.

"Please, if you two will just let me explain. I...Please." Blaine said urgently.

"I don't think she wants to hear it." Mike said, tilting his head towards Tina.

"No, let him talk." Tina said. "But he better have a damn good explanation."

"Kurt and I have been together for...A while now." Blaine began.

"We assumed." Said Tina. "It looked like your lips were pretty acquainted with his lips. What I want to know is why you didn't tell us."

"I couldn't." Blaine said, eyes pleading with them to forgive him.

"And why not?" Tina asked.

"Because...Because Kurt wasn't ready for anyone to know. The only people who knew were Kurt's dad and Santana."

"You told Santana, but you didn't tell us?" Mike asked.

"Why would you want to be with someone who's ashamed of you anyway?" Asked Tina.

"It's not like that, okay?" Blaine said. "Please try to understand. Kurt was just trying to make it through high school without getting tossed into dumpsters. That's all. He's not ashamed of me. He just couldn't let anyone know we were together. It would've ruined everything he'd spent his whole life working so hard for. We agreed to wait until graduation. Of course, I thought he'd just let me tell you, rather than kissing me like that in front of everyone. But I'd say that was an effective way to make sure the news was out." Blaine said, blushing lightly.

"I just don't understand why you didn't tell us." Tina said weakly. "Don't you trust us?"

"Of course. Of course I do, Tina."

"Then why?" Mike asked.

"Because Kurt doesn't know you, so he couldn't trust you. We only told the people Kurt felt he could trust."

"That doesn't sound very fair."

"It was fair, because I was okay with it. I wanted what made Kurt comfortable, and that was it."

"What about him sleeping around?" Tina asked. "He's slept with everyone. Aren't you worried about that?"

"I'm not, because he's not like that anymore." Blaine explained.

"How do you know that for sure?"

"Because I know him. I know him better than he knows himself. He's changed. He's a better person now. I love him, and he loves me, and we're happy together. And I hope you can be happy for me."

"If what you say is true, then I am." Tina said.

"Yeah." Mike nodded. "Just...We're here for you if anything goes wrong, alright?"

"Thanks, Mike. But I think Kurt and I have gotten through our rough patches. For now, at least. I'm sure there are bound to be more in the future."

"You really think this thing with you and him is gonna last?" Tina asked.

"I do. I really, really do." Blaine smiled. "But if it doesn't, I'll know I helped him become who he is today, and I'll be able to keep that with me forever."

"You really are the sweetest." Tina gave Blaine a big hug.

"You, too." Blaine smiled. "I'm gonna go find Kurt. I think he thinks I was mad at him for kissing me."

"Go get him." Mike said.

Blaine walked down the hall, turning the corner and looking for Kurt. He saw him, standing by the water fountain with Burt and Santana. He saw him say something to them, and come heading his way.

"Blaine, I'm so sorry. That was a stupid thing to do. I shouldn't have done that. I understand if you're mad at me, and if you don't want to go on that date tonight, and-"

"Hey. Stop. Be quiet for a second. I'm not mad at you."

"You're not?"

"No." Blaine shook his head.

"It's just...You looked like you were mad. You...You didn't even want to talk to me, and you ran off to find Mike and Tina. I just..."

"I just needed to explain to them what was happening, Kurt. They were really upset with me. But I explained everything to them, and they understand now. They're happy for me. For us."

"Good. I'm glad. I know you care about them."

"I do. But I care about you more." Blaine said, kissing Kurt on the forehead.

"I just want to get out of here. I've already had six people come up to me, looking like they were ready to kill, but then they noticed my dad, and Santana was actually giving everyone the bitch glare as well, so they knew to back off." Kurt laughed.

"Hey, you two!" Burt called. "Lemme get a picture of ya together!"

"Okay, dad." Kurt said, and they walked back over to where Burt and Santana were standing.

Burt took a few pictures, one of them standing next to each other holding their diplomas, one of them kissing, which made Blaine blush, and one in which Santana jumped between them, grabbing their faces and squishing them against hers. Blaine was pretty sure that might end up being his favorite.

"Welp, I've gotta get goin'. My mom's havin' a little party or something, and I'm the guest of honor, obviously. I'll catch you two hotties later. Have a good date. Don't do anything I wouldn't do." Santana winked at them as she sauntered away.

"Do less than she'd do." Burt said. "I'll see you at home later, Kurt. And congratulations to both of you."

Burt came over to Blaine, giving him a hug, and Blaine wasn't sure how to react. He was frozen for a moment before hugging Burt back and smiling widely.

"Thanks, Burt."

Burt hugged Kurt as well and bid him goodbye and then they headed out to Blaine's car.

"Before I even get in this car I'm taking off this God awful thing." Kurt said, pulling the gown up over his head after removing the cap. Blaine laughed. "Don't you laugh at me. This is the ugliest thing I've ever had the misfortune to wear."

"Well, I thought you looked great."

"You have to say that, you're my boyfriend." Kurt teased. "What are your plans for this big date, anyway?"

Blaine removed his own cap and gown and got into the car. Kurt climbed into the passenger seat and waited for Blaine to respond to his question.

"I thought I'd keep it simple, but also something where we'd be seen, since we've finally gone public. So, Breadsticks? Unless that was an awful idea."

"No. It's perfect. Anything with you is perfect."

"Yeah?"

"Yeah." Kurt sighed, turning on the radio, and leaning his head back against the seat, closing his eyes and just breathing.

He couldn't believe he'd actually made it. He'd graduated. And now he was going on his first real date with his amazing, wonderful boyfriend. Life was looking up.

"I love you."

"I love you, too, Kurt."

Kurt smiled, his eyes still closed, until they pulled to a stop. He opened his eyes, realizing they were already at Breadsticks. The car ride had felt faster than usual.

"Hey there, sleepy head." Blaine said.

"What?"

"I'm pretty sure you fell asleep for about five minutes there."

"Oh. I thought the car ride seemed to take less time than usual." Kurt laughed. "I guess today just sort of wore me out."

"I'm not surprised. It was a big day." Blaine smiled, unbuckling his seat belt. "Now come on. Let me buy you dinner."

Blaine got out of the car and walked around to Kurt's side, opening his door as Kurt unbuckled his seat belt. He held out a hand for Kurt, and Kurt took it gratefully.

They went inside, still holding hands, and were seated at a table.

"Damn. They gave us a booth. I was hoping to be able to pull your chair out for you, too."

"You're just going all out tonight, aren't you, Anderson?"

"I try."

"Well, I like that we got a booth. Now I can snuggle up right next to you." Kurt said as he slid into the booth, Blaine following right after him.

Kurt scooted over so that their hips were touching, and laid his head on Blaine's shoulder.

"I guess I could get used to a booth." Blaine said, picking up a menu so they could look at it together.

"I think I'm just going to have a salad." Kurt said after a moment. "I'm not really hungry."

"Are you sure?"

Kurt nodded.

"Alright. Well, I'm having the spaghetti. Try not to get jealous of how good it looks when your salad shows up."

Kurt laughed. The waiter came and they placed their orders.

Their food arrived just a few moments later, and Kurt was impressed with the fast service. They must have hired some new workers. They'd never been this fast before.

As they ate, Kurt began to think.

"Blaine?"

"Mhhm."

"I don't have any plans. For my future, I mean."

Blaine turned to look at him, and he continued to speak.

"I guess I was just spending all my time worrying about the present. Worrying about even just making it to the future, that I forgot to plan a future. I didn't...I didn't apply for any colleges. I don't know where I'm going, or what I'm doing, and all I've ever wanted was to get out of here, but I can't because I don't know where to go. I just don't know, Blaine." Kurt took a sip of his water, his throat feeling dry. "And I'm sure you've got plans, and if you made them before you met me and I'm not in them, then I understand. But you're really the only part of my future that I'm certain about right now, and so I hope you keep me around, and I just-"

"Kurt." Blaine cut him off. "Kurt, hush, baby. You remember how my dad lost all our money?"

Kurt nodded.

"Well, that included any money we had for a college for me."

"Okay?" Kurt said, not quite getting his point.

"So I didn't apply for any either."

"Oh."

"Want to know what my plans are?"

"Of course." Kurt replied. He truly hoped they included him.

"I want to move to New York, get a job, save up some money for college, and hopefully apply at NYU next year." Blaine smiled. "Is that something you might be okay with doing?"

"Definitely. I...Yeah."

"Good. Because I already talked to your dad and bought our plane tickets. We leave next week."

"Blaine...You mean it?!"

"Of course I mean it. I got us a little apartment, and it's sort of falling apart, and there's only one bedroom, but I was hoping that wouldn't be a problem." Blaine said with a wink.

"Of course it's not a problem. Blaine, I...I can't believe you did all this. Thank you." Suddenly, Kurt's appetite was back. He wanted more than just his salad.

"You don't have to thank me, Kurt. I did it all for me, so I could spend my future with you." Blaine smiled.

"I love you." Kurt said, leaning in to kiss Blaine lightly on the lips.

"I love you, too."

"Good. Now buy me some cheesecake."

Blaine laughed and called the waiter over so they could order some cheesecake.

A week later and Burt was driving Blaine and Kurt to the airport. Kurt was so excited he couldn't bare it. He'd waited all his life to get out of Lima, and now here he was, doing it with the one person he loved most in the world, aside from his father.

His phone beeped and he looked at it, seeing a text from Santana.

To Kurt: You and loverboy have a good flight. I hope you love New York. Expect me to be coming and crashing in your shitty little apartment someday. I think city life might be the life for me. So if you get a knock on the door and it's me, you'd better have a couch. Or a bed big enough for me to fit. Although, now that I think about it, ew. I don't want to sleep where you've slept. Or where you've fucked. So the couch would probably be out too, huh? Maybe I'll just stay at a hotel. Anyway, have a good flight, Hummel.

To Santana: Lopez, you disgust me. But thank you. I'll tell Blaine you said to have a good flight. And if you come to visit we'll make sure there's at least one place for you to sleep. ;) I love you, Santana.

To Kurt: I thought I told you to never get mushy with me, Hummel?

To Santana: And I thought I told you to get used to it, because I'd get way mushier as time goes on?

To Kurt: Fine. I love you, too, Hummel. And I mean that. Have a good trip.

Kurt turned around from where he was sitting in the passenger seat to see Blaine in the back.

"Santana says to have a good flight." Kurt smiled. "She also said some other things that I won't mention with my father in the car."

"So do Mike and Tina. Minus the inappropriate part."

They all laughed, even Burt. They pulled into the parking lot at the airport, and they all got out, getting the luggage out of the trunk, before Burt gave them each a hug, and wished them luck in New York. They waved goodbye, and went into the airport, boarding the plane, and setting off for New York.

A week later and they were finally settled in their crumbling old apartment. It might have been awful, and maybe Blaine was worried that it was a little dangerous. That it might just fall over at any second. But it was his new home. His new home with Kurt, and he couldn't be happier.

Kurt had found a job before he had, so Kurt was working, and he was trying to fix up the house as well as he could while Kurt was gone.

He had just finished making dinner when he heard the front door click open.

"Honey, I'm home."

"You're cheesy, is what you are." Blaine called from the kitchen.

"Mm. I smell food." Kurt said, walking over to Blaine and wrapping his hands around his waist from behind.

"What a coincidence. I just happen to have made food."

"Is that so? I never would have guessed." Kurt teased.

They sat down and ate dinner together. When they were finished, Kurt looked at Blaine with a devilish glint in his eyes.

"You know...We haven't really broken in the bed yet." He pointed out.

"You're right." Blaine confirmed. "We should probably do that, shouldn't we?"

"I think so."

They both got up, leaving their dirty dishes on the table, and practically sprinting to the bedroom. They stripped off their clothes, not wanting them to get in the way, before Kurt lied down on the bed, his hands above his head, and Blaine climbed on top of him.

"You're so beautiful, Kurt."

"I know that. Shut up and kiss me." Kurt said, tangling his fingers in Blane's hair and pulling him down into a heated kiss.

Blaine thrust his tongue into Kurt's mouth, moving it around slowly, memorizing the feel of Kurt's mouth, wanting to remember this moment forever. Their first time together in their own home. And even if it was shabby and small, it felt perfect to him. Here, with Kurt warm and soft underneath him. Nothing could be better.

Blaine moved his lips down Kurt's jaw, sucking and nipping at the sensitive flesh. Kurt let out a small whine, his hips bucking up into Blaine's. Blaine could feel his hardening cock rubbing against his thigh. He slowly inched down the bed, trailing kissing down Kurt's chest and stomach, until he reached his cock, taking the base into his hand, before sinking his mouth down around it. Kurt keened as he took him all the way in, sucking and licking up the vein on the underside of Kurt's cock.

"Fuck, Blaine. So good."

Blaine moaned around Kurt's erection, causing Kurt's hips to buck up involuntarily. Kurt was fully hard in his mouth now, and he pulled off slowly, reaching over and grabbing the lube and a condom from their bedside table drawer.

He popped the cap on the lube and slicked up his fingers. Kurt spread his legs wide, giving Blaine easy access.

Blaine circled his finger around Kurt's hole a few times, reveling in the small gasping sounds he was making, before pushing in slowly.

"More, Blaine." Kurt begged.

"Are you sure? I just-"

"More. Please."

Blaine added another finger, moving them in and out a few times, before adding a third, and stretching Kurt around them.

"Ready?"

Kurt nodded quickly.

Blaine pulled his fingers out, and ripped open the condom package, rolling it down onto his throbbing erection, and pouring lube over it. He lined himself up with Kurt's entrance before slowly pushing in all the way. He then began to move slowly, in and out.

Kurt's hands were on his waist, gripping tightly. He wouldn't have been surprised if there were bruises there tomorrow.

"Faster. God, please. Faster."

Blaine picked up his pace, shoving into Kurt in fast, gentle thrusts.

"God, baby. You feel so good." Blaine mumbled into the skin of Kurt's neck, before attaching his lips there, sucking hard enough to make a bruise.

Kurt moaned long and loud.

"God, Blaine. Don't stop."

It had been a while since they'd done anything like this, and Blaine knew he wasn't going to last long. He decided to slow down his thrusts, moving in and out at a slightly slower pace, trying to hold off his orgasm for just a while longer. He angled himself just so, so that his cock was brushing Kurt's prostate with every glorious thrust.

"Fuck. Blaine. I'm...I'm close."

"I know. Me too." Blaine panted.

"Faster. Please. I want to...I want to come." Kurt begged.

Blaine sped up his pace, taking Kurt's dripping cock into his hand, and using the precome to help him stroke it more easily.

Kurt was falling apart below him, lifting his hips up off the bed and keening loudly. His muscles were clenching around Blaine, and that was all it took to push him over to the edge, spilling into the condom as he came with a long groan.

He kept stroking Kurt's cock, thrusting in and out of him slowly, already feeling a little too sensitive.

Kurt's orgasm hit him a few seconds later, as he moaned Blaine's name, come spilling across his own stomach and Blaine's hand.

Blaine pulled out slowly, wincing slightly, removing the condom and tying it before tossing it in the trash. He grabbed a few tissues off the side table wiping his hand off, before wiping off Kurt's stomach. He the pulled the covers up over them, settling behind Kurt, and wrapping his arms around him.

"That was amazing." Kurt breathed out.

"The first of many amazing times in our amazing new life together." Blaine smiled against Kurt's skin.

And it was.