"I realized something last night," Kurt said the next morning as they sat together with their coffees. Their fingers were comfortably entwined on top of the table, which Blaine had initiated this time, loads more confident to do so than he had been the night before.

Blaine made a noise in the back of his throat in acknowledgement as he took a sip of his medium drip, "And what may that be?" he quirked his eyebrow up a tiny bit.

"That I don't have your phone number," Kurt answered.

Blaine's eyes widened, "Oh my-wow, you're right," he realized, "Here, gimme your phone," he held his free hand out. Kurt reached into his pocket, pulling out his iPhone and placing it in Blaine's open hand. Blaine tapped on it for a few seconds before looking up and smiling brightly, "And now you can no longer say that."

Kurt laughed at Blaine's perfectly endearing nature, shooting Blaine a quick text that said is his name so that he would have his number, too, "I dare say I can't."

"What made you think of it?" Blaine asked curiously. It's not like he hadn't noticed it before, but he wasn't sure if Kurt had, too, well, until now.

Kurt turned a little shy, "Well, I, uhm, when I got back to my room and got all settled and everything last night," After I had finished completely freaking out, he thought, not daring to say that out loud, "I wanted to talk to you more, so I figure a phone call would work. Only, when I went through my phone to actually call you, I couldn't find a number to call you on anywhere," he knew his cheeks were getting all flushed as he explained this.

"That's adorable," Blaine blurted, only deepening Kurt's blush. Wes and David always told him that he hadn't been born with a filter, and if he had been, then he just had no idea as to how to use it at all, "But I'd be lying if I told you that I didn't try to do the same thing."

"That's very sweet of you," Kurt said, his blush still ever-present and showing no signs of fading any time soon, "Well now that we have the means of doing so, it won't be a problem anymore!" he said excitedly. He flipped their hands so that the back of Blaine's was flat on the table, palm open, with Kurt lazily tracing patterns onto Blaine's palm with his fingertips.

"I know! I have to warn you though, my texting skills are out of this world. So, you better be able to keep up," he said, his joking tone emphasized with a wink added onto the end of his sentence.

"Oh really?" Blaine nodded smugly back to him, "Well I guess you'll just have to wait and see," he said, his voice light and flowing happily.

"That sounds an awful lot like a challenge Kurt Hummel," Blaine said, barely even able to keep his laughter in.

"Did it? Oh, you don't even know what you just got yourself into, Blaine Anderson," he played along, laughing them both over the edge and into a chorus of laughter. When they calmed back down, Kurt spoke up again, "You know, Rachel is dying to meet you."

"Is she really?" Blaine almost squeaked out.

"Yeah, but you really don't have to meet her if you don't want to," Kurt was quick to add.

"No, no, I'd love to meet her," Blaine said honestly, "It's just, she sounds a little...scary from the way you talk about her."

"Well, intense and a little insane, but not scary," Kurt laughed, he didn't even think it was possible for someone to be afraid of Rachel, "Yeah, she's about five feet tall and completely over-the-top sometimes, but you have nothing to worry about."

"Because you'll protect me?" Blaine feigned a worried face.

"Of course," Kurt reassured him, visibly catching Blaine shiver slightly as he ran his finger lightly up from the bottom of Blaine's palm to the tip of his pointer finger and back down again. Kurt found it surprisingly satisfying that he could hold this kind of power over Blaine.

"Well in that case, I'd love to meet her!" he said happily, "You could bring her here one morning, if you would want to do that."

"But that's supposed to be my time with you," Kurt huffed, "I guess I could share you for a morning if you insist," he rolled his eyes to be even more dramatic.

"Did I tell you that you were adorable before? Because if I didn't, then I should definitely tell you that you're really adorable," Blaine said, his melodious laughter ringing in Kurt's ears and affection clear in his eyes.

"Well then I must be thanking you," Kurt said, "I mean, I do try."

"And let me tell you, you most certainly succeed," and then Kurt was blushing from head to toe.

"But Blaine, I'm serious, I can tell her to hold off for a while if you don't want to meet her just yet," he said, looking down, his eyes following the trail he was making on Blaine's palm.

"And I was being serious when I said that I'd love to," Blaine said sincerely, "She's your best friend. Isn't there some rule about the ‘Best Friend Seal of Approval' or whatever?" he asked, effectively lightening their mood back up.

Kurt shot him a sideways glance, "While I think that the two of you are going to get along just fine and that you have absolutely nothing to worry about, it wouldn't matter if Rachel gave me her ‘seal of approval' or not."

"Really?"

"Absolutely, my feelings for you are what they are regardless of what anyone else thinks," Kurt explained simply. Blaine stared at him in awe, "What?" he asked, feeling self-conscious.

Blaine had a contemplative look in his eye, "I find that I'm using the word adorable too much. So, I'm trying to think of a different word to use instead," he thought to himself for another second, "Aha! I got it!"

"Care to share?" Kurt giggled at his excitement.

"You're darling!" he said, looking quite proud of himself.

"Why thank you. You're quite charming yourself, you know," the corners of Kurt's lips trying to twitch up into an impossibly bigger smile.

"Aw shucks," Blaine waved him off with his free hand.

"I swear, you were born in the wrong time period," Kurt noted aloud.

"And why's that?" Blaine wondered. Other people had told him so, but he was curious as to why Kurt thought so, too.

"Because you're such a gentleman, and you're so dapper, and you're incredibly sweet, and you use words like ‘darling.' It's just that no other guy in this century would say things like that. And I mean that in a very endearing and wonderful sort of way," he was quick to add on.

Blaine laughed silently, "Well, thanks, that's very affectionate of you," he said, earning himself a look from Kurt that he was expecting to get.

"You're quite welcome," Kurt answered, looking up at the clock on the wall and then back into Blaine's honey, golden eyes, "Well, as it is 12:30, and as we have come to make that our designated departure time, shall we be off?"

Blaine's fingers curled around Kurt's in his palm, "We shall," he said, they got up and exited together. They, like always, walked to Kurt's hotel first because it was further away, this time, though, hand in hand, as boyfriends, and that was one of the greatest feelings either boy had ever come to know. And this time, instead of just a small, friendly goodbye, they kissed for a few seconds, whispering sweet things to each other before they parted for the remainder of the day. Those were definitely changes that were made for the better.

It was almost 10 o'clock when Kurt got his first text.

Hey there Darling Boy :)

Hi there Dapper Boy. How are you on this fine evening?

Quite well, and you?

 Tired, but very glad that I'm talking to you :)

There you go again with your adorableness.

Oh hush, you're just trying to flatter me.

...maybe...or maybe you're just really sweet and I feel the need to tell you.

Kurt giggled at his phone.

Then by all means, do as you please.

I will, hurumph.

Kurt rolled his eyes and smiled at his boyfriend's antics.

So, I talked to Rachel today when I got back.

Aaaaaand...?

Aaaaaand would tomorrow be too soon? She was sort of freaking out as soon as I told her she could finally meet you.

Not at all! That would be perfectly fine with me.

Okay great! So tomorrow, normal time, our table?

As if I would have it any other way. I'll see you then, Kurt.

Goodnight Blaine :) XO

Sweet dreams Darling Boy :) XO