Blaine shivered in his sleep and moved to pull the covers up over him to protect against the chill. His hand reached out and grasped nothing but air. He slowly opened his eyes; the first thing he focused on was a bright red lady bug crawling up a blade of grass. He blinked his eyes and lifted his head taking in his surroundings, a field of green grass, and brightly colored flowers, the sky rosy and soft as the sun was just coming up. Blaine laid his head back down on the dew covered quilt under him.

He was chilled and a little damp from the morning dew, but a smile formed on his lips as he remembered where he was. There was movement behind him and a stifled yawn and Blaine glanced down to see arms wrapped around his middle. He was laying on his side and the hands holding him tightened their grip, hugging him close. Blaines smile grew.

The person spooning him mumbled a little and pressed their face against the back of Blaines neck and warmth blossomed in Blaines chest, his heart beating happily. He turned his head just a little to see Kurt tucked up behind him holding him tight and breathing into his neck.

He didnt want to wake him; he didnt want to spoil this moment. So he turned his head back to rest on his cheek watching the little ladybug and enjoying the feeling of Kurt wrapped around him, his back pressed against Kurts chest and their ankles linked together. Kurt only slept a little longer, slowly waking up, and hugging Blaine close as if Blaine was his heat supply. Then Kurt seemed to finally realize where he was, he let out a little squeak of surprise pulling his arms away from Blaine and sitting up. Blaine immediately missed his closeness.

"Oh my word," Kurt said and Blaine turned over on his back to look up at him. "We fell asleep out here!"

Blaine smiled sleepily. "Yup."

Kurt looked down at him, his eyes wide and his hair smashed up on one side from where he was sleeping and his cheeks ruddy. He looked adorable. He stared at Blaine and his expression of surprised morphed into a gentle grin. Blaine wondered what he must look himself; his hair had to be scary.

"Good morning Kurt." Blaine said still not getting up, everything was too perfect to move.

"Good morning." Kurt said in a hushed almost reverent voice. He reached down and brushed some curls from Blaines face and the touch made Blaine shiver pleasantly. Then he pulled his hand away quickly, licking his lips and looking away. Blaine sat up stretching his arms over his head and rubbing his fingers through his hair, and yeah that was a mess. He yawned and noticed that Kurt was again watching him intently.

"My goal wasnt for us to fall asleep out here."

"You mean you didnt purposefully lure me out to the clearing so you could snuggle up against me all night?"

Kurts eyes grew round and his mouth dropped open as his cheeks flushed red. "I… I…"

Blaine laughed and placed a hand on Kurts knee. "Dont worry Kurt it was nice."

Kurts mouth snapped shut and he covered his face with both hands. "This is mortifying."

"Kurt no!" Blaine said pulling Kurts hands down and then keeping hold of them with both of his. "I had an amazing time last night with the picnic and the stars and you. It was perfect. Thank you… and waking up next to you." Blaine smiled, "That was just a bonus."

Kurt looked at him for a long time his eyes crystal blue and searching.

"Didnt you have a good time?" Blaine asked, Kurts prolonged silence worrying him.

"I think thats the best time Ive had in a long while." Kurt said shyly and squeezed Blaines hands before standing up. "But Im covered in cold dew and Im a little stiff from sleeping on the ground and so hungry."

Blaine stood as well and got off the blanket so Kurt they could fold them. "We should have breakfast together."

Kurt looked at him brightly, "Id love that, we could-" in a flash his smile fled. "My dad!"

"What?"

"I never came home last night!" He stopped trying to fold the blanket and just wadded it up in his arms. "Im sorry Blaine I have to get home and tell me dad where Ive been… and… and it would be better I think if you werent there when that happens."

"You wont be in trouble will you?"

"No, I mean… not… hell just have been worried." Kurt turned and started hurrying away turning his head over his shoulder to call out behind him. "Im sorry!"

Blaine watched him go wondering how many times he was going to watch Kurt run away from him. At least this time he knew why. He felt guilty that Kurt was going to face his dad alone. Blaine didnt really have a read on Burt Hummel yet, but Kurt hadnt seemed scared, just worried. Blaine shivered, the morning breeze was chilling when you were covered with dew, he headed back to the Joneses to clean up and explain to Sam where hed been all night, glad he and Kurt had made plans last night for this afternoon, hed be able to find out how things went with Kurts dad.

When he got back to the inn Sam and the Jones family were already around the table having breakfast. Mr. and Mrs. Jones barely gave him a glance, Sam grinned broadly at him with a wink and Mercedes gave him the best evil glare hed ever seen. He need to set the record straight with her and Sam about what happened last night, and more importantly what didnt happen last night. Mercedes looked like she might skin him alive.

"Good morning everyone." Blaine said trying to cut the tension.

"Good morning." Sam said with a waggled of his eyebrow.

Blaine ignored that. "I… Im sorry Im... late. Ill just go clean up."

"I put some food aside for you." Mercedes said icily, even when angry she was a good host.

Blaine thanked her and then hurried up stairs, getting ready for the day was harder with just a pump for water in the lavatory to fill the tub, but he felt better once he was cleaned up and in a fresh pair of clothes. He went downstairs to find the Jones had left and Sam was waiting for him, nibbling on the bread from the breakfast Mercedes had set aside for Blaine. Blaine sat across from Sam sliding his food away from him.

"So." Sam said smiling broadly. "Did you and Kurt-"

"No Sam." Blaine answered quickly. "It isnt what you think."

"Uh huh."

"Sam, we had dinner and then looked at the stars and feel asleep." Blaine couldnt help the smile that covered his face as he thought about the wonderful time hed had with Kurt. "But what youre thinking? That didnt happen."

"You didnt…?" Sam made a confusing motion with his hands that caused Blaine to wonder if he understood sex between two men at all.

"No."

"Well thats too bad, its been way too long since you got any."

"Thanks Sam." Blaine said with a grimace.

"So we are packing up and leaving today?"

Blaine stopped mid bite and looked back at Sam. Hed forgotten that just yesterday hed been ready to leave Folaigh. "Oh… um." He watched as Sams smile started to grow smug, he knew what Blaine was about to say. "We could stay longer… the festival last all month and-"

"Wait, you want to stay all month?"

Blaine swallowed a bite of bread and butter. "I mean we dont have too…" He stomach dropped at the thought of leaving though.

"Are you kidding me? We have to stay. This is great!"

"Really?"

"Yeah!" Sam said hopping up from the table. "Im going to go tell Mercedes."

"Hey… if it comes up, put in a good word for me? I dont think shes that happy with me right now."

"No kidding." Sam said with a laugh as he bolted for the door. "Catch you later dude!"

Blaine looked down and his meal pushing eggs around the plate as a warm pleasant feeling filled his chest. A whole month here with Kurt.

Kurt ran all the way home arriving out of breath and with his quilt flying out behind him. He probably looked a little crazed. He ran into his house and stopped short when he found his dad calmly sitting at the table sipping on a hot cup of tea.

"Mornin Kurt." He said evenly and Kurt hated it when he couldnt tell if his dad was angry of not. Kurt plopped down into a seat across from him.

"Im so sorry dad. I am so sorry."

"Where have you been?" Burt asked with a steady gaze as he took a another sip of tea.

"Just in the clearing… and I…. we went last night to look at the stars and we accidentally fell asleep there. I didnt mean to worry you and nothing… happened… I…"

"Kurt." Burts firm voice interrupted his sons frantic explanation. "By we you mean you and Blaine dont you?"

"We just fell asleep. Thats all. Please believe me."

Burt rubbed his head wearily. "Of course I believe you. And you are old enough to make your own choices anyway, I just…"

Kurts worried his lip. He hated upsetting or disappointing his dad.

"Im not excited by the amount of time you are spending with Blaine. I dont think going out to the clearing to stargaze falls under Sues instructions to keep an eye on him."

"No… it had nothing to do with that." Kurt knew that his spending time with Blaine had never really been because Sue wanted him too. "I dont know what Sue really wants me to learn from him, but last night... Youre right, that had nothing to do with her." Kurt took a deep breath, worried of over his fathers displeasure. "Maybe if you got to know him better youd feel better about this. Blaine is a gentleman and he is so sweet and-"

"Kurt this isnt about that. You need to know I have no problem with Blaine personally, but he is an outsider."

"That doesnt make him bad." Kurt said stubbornly wishing his dad could understand and surprised that he would judge Blaine so quickly. Blaine was kind and inviting, and funny. He was an outsider, but apparently Kurt had the wrong opinion of outsiders all this time. Blaine filled Kurts mind with images of skyscrapers, and underground trains, and telephones you could carry with you in your pocket. It was all so fantastical, and Kurt knew he wanted to see it all. That wasnt the real draw of Blaine though. Kurt loved spending time with him because Blaine was, was Blaine. Kind and smart and beautiful, Kurts heart beat faster when he was near and the way he smiled and his eyes would light up… Kurt couldnt understand why he dad was against him.

"Kurt." Burt said looking him straight in the eye and reaching across the table towards him. "You are misunderstanding me. Whether or not Blaine is a good person isnt the point. The point is he isnt from here and he doesnt belong here." Burt lifted his hand as Kurt opened his mouth to protest. "You know he cant be allowed to stay and you cant leave. I can see it in your eyes son, you… youre falling for this boy. I warned you about that before, but now Im afraid its too late. What will you do when he leaves and you are still bound to Folaigh? I dont want that boy to hurt you. I dont want him to break your heart."

Kurts chest tightened at his fathers words because he knew he was right, even if he wanted to argue it. He was already heavily invested in Blaine and when he left Kurt would never see him again. "If my heart breaks." Kurt said quietly not able to keep his fathers gaze, looking down at the tabletop instead. "Blaine wont have been the one to break it; it will be these rules that trap me here that break it."

A cold shiver ran up Kurts spine as the words left his lips. He had often wondered about the outside world. Sometimes in his heart of hearts he has secretly wished he could have more out of life, more than Folaigh had to offer, but never had admitted that he felt trapped. Now though, the borders of his beloved home were starting to feel more like prison bars. And yes, it was because he liked Blaine, he liked him oh so very much, but it was also because of the world that Blaine came from, and the life Kurt could never have.

"Ive never heard you speak about your home like this." Burt said and Kurt looked up to him to find that his expression wasnt angry but sad. His brow was creased and his eyes looked tired. "You know the council… we only ever did what we did to protect our families and those we love. It wasnt to trap you, but to… to give you a chance to thrive."

Kurt nodded and wiped his eyes a little realizing they were tearing up. "But dont you ever miss it? The outside world? I mean I was just a kid, but you must miss it."

Burt sighed. "I miss your mother. And it is the outside world that took her from us."

Kurts stomach churned at the pain in his fathers voice. "But it…" Kurt took a deep breath. "It wasnt Folaigh that brought you two together, you would have never met her if… if you or she had been locked away like we are now." Kurt couldnt believe hed said that and the pained look in his fathers eyes made him regret it instantly.

"I just want whats best for you son." Burt voice broke.

Kurt got up from his chair quickly and rushed over to his father wrapping his arms around his shoulders. "I know dad. I know and I love you for it. Dont worry about me please. I just… I need this little adventure with Blaine. And then hell leave and everything will go back to normal. Dont worry."

Burt nodded and hugged him back and Kurts heart hurt from lying to his father, because he knew that hed learned too much about a life hed never see and that things would never go back to the way they had been before Blaine.

After changing clothes and eating breakfast with his dad Kurt went out to the square, he was going to spend the afternoon with Blaine so he needed to look over his flower cart now. A few of his primroses were looking a little wilted so he brushed his fingertips over them, blue light glowing and sparkling for a moment and then fading leaving the flowers fresh and new as if theyd just been cut. He sighed, usually using his magic gave him a little tingling happy sensation, but this morning it didnt seem to warm him the way he was use to. Or maybe it did, but his melancholy overshadowed it.

Sue had sent a message over to the Hummel house saying that she wanted a full report from him and Quinn today, but Kurt didnt think he was up for it. What was Sue hoping to learn anyway? This whole spying exercise seemed a little useless.

"Kurt!"

Kurt was snapped out of his musings by an angry voice; he turned to see Dave Karofsky storming towards him. "Kurt is it true?"

Kurt took in Daves angry appearance, mouth in a straight line across his face, eyebrows angled down over his dark and flashing eyes. "Excuse me?"

"Did you really spend all night with that… that outsider?" Dave spat the term like a curse word.

Kurt felt his cheeks redden both in anger and at the implication of Daves question. There were no secrets in this town and gossip was rampant, if Dave knew about that then by dinner everyone in Folaigh would know hed spent the night with Blaine. And they would all think more happened than did. "I dont see how it is your business." Kurt said trying to keep the edge out of his voice. He really didnt want to talk about this with Dave.

"It is everyones business if you are fraternizing with one of them. Theyre the enemy Kurt!"

Kurt was holding too tightly on a bunch of the purple cranesbills he loved, he placed them in the cart before he accidently broke all their stems. "Blaine isnt the enemy."

Dave clenched his jaw and Kurt could see a vein protruding from his tightened neck. "I thought you were smarter than this Kurt! You are going to trust an outsider you just met over the people of your town! Dont be a fool!"

Kurt could feel his own anger boiling up in his chest. Dave had no right to talk to him like this. "Stop yelling at me!" Kurt shouted ignoring the irony of shouting at someone not to yell.

"You are putting us all in danger Kurt, and what for, a pretty face?" Daves voice had lowered, but somehow had taken on an even more intimidating tone.

"Dave, the council has allowed them here if you-"

"No." Dave growled, cutting Kurt off and making him jump back a little. "Sue didnt make you do this. The council didnt tell you to… to…" Daves face turned a bright shade of red and his eyes started to water. "You staying with him all night that was not because of the council."

Kurt sighed, the anger still simmering inside but fading. Dave was worried about him and jealous, Kurt knew that, but he had no reason to taunt Dave like this. "What you are implying between Blaine and I didnt happen."

Daves faces relaxed a little. "What?"

"Not that it would be any of your business anyway."

Dave clenched his jaw. "Why him Kurt?"

"What do you mean?"

"Why him? Are the people here not good enough for you? Am I not good enough for you?"

"We arent…" Kurt scrunched his brow and rubbed his head, a headache fast coming on. Spending time with Blaine was never meant to hurt Dave, but Dave didnt get to say who he spent time with. "Dave you and I arent together like that."

"Only because you wont give us a chance Kurt."

"Dave please." All the anger Kurt had been filled with vanished at the hurt look on Daves face. Kurt had known Dave since he was ten. They were friends and though Kurt didnt, couldnt, feel that way about Dave he didnt want to hurt him either.

"Ive felt this way about you since we were twelve. You remember that time we found Mr. Figgins trap in the clearing and hed caught a rabbit, probably for dinner. And you just… you couldnt leave it there. We got it out and you healed its leg..."

Dave swallowed and took a step closer to Kurt. Kurts eyes started to sting with tears, why did Dave have to do this? It wasnt the first Dave had told Kurt about his feelings, but that didnt change what Kurts own heart told him. They would never work together.

"And that outsider is here just days and you…" Daves face was turning red again. "I see the way you look at him, like he glows from the inside and you are a mouth to his flame."

"Dave." Kurt could feel his face heat up in a blush, the description of how drawn he was to Blaine surprisingly accurate.

Dave moved a little closer. "All Ive ever wanted was for you to look at me like that, to feel those things for me. Why cant you?"

Kurt could feel tears forming in his eyes. "Dave I cant just choose to feel that way. You have to understand that."

"No Kurt I dont understand because youve never even let me try to… to…" Dave ran his hands through his hair looking frantic as he lost his words. Kurt was racking his brain trying to think of something to say to comfort him when Dave stepped forward again, putting himself in Kurts space. Then before Kurt even knew what was happening Dave moved forward, hands too firmly grabbing Kurts arms as he pulled Kurt in and pressed their lips together.

Kurt was frozen in shock but only for a moment before pulling away with an indignant yelp. Dave was looking at him with fierce eyes, his chest heaving, before he moved forward to kiss Kurt again. Kurt was more prepared this time though, he dug the heel of his boot into Daves foot and stepped backwards as Dave released him with a cry. Kurt raised a hand to slap Dave, but then stopped himself at the shocked and terrified look on Daves face.

"Whats wrong with you!" Kurt yelled instead. "How could you... You can just take…" Kurts tears were spilling from his eyes now, hot and scared and angry. "Youre my friend." Kurts words puttered out and Dave still just stood there looking at him with an expression that send a cold shiver of sadness down Kurts spine

"He cant have you." Dave rasped out his own eyes pooling with tears. "Because someday youre going to realize youre mine."

"I dont belong to any one Dave." Kurt said pulling in a long shuddering breath. "And even if it werent for Blaine we wouldnt be together… youre my friend but…" He couldnt say anything more, hed explained this all before and he was still reeling from shock that Dave would have forced a kiss on him like that. He couldnt be here right now. He couldnt face Dave anymore. It was feeling sick and claustrophobic. He pushed Dave aside and started to run.

He ran out of the square, past the houses and buildings, out into the clearing and towards the tree line. He wanted to run and run and run until the memory of someone he trusted doing that to him faded from his mind. He got through the clearing and ran right up to the trees before he stopped, heart pounding in his throat and making it hard for him to swallow. It would just take one step. One step past that invisible boundary he knew held all of Folaigh. One step and he could be free. He could see the world; he could do whatever he wanted. Kurt closed his eyes and lifted his foot.

He couldnt do it. He took a step backwards.

He couldnt betray the people of Folaigh like this. He couldnt hurt the people he loved. Kurt collapsed on the grass and covered his face with his hands and cried until his tears ran out.

Blaine sat in the little church by himself looking up at the opening in the ceiling that let you look all the way up the inside of the steeple. He remembered going to church with his family as a little kid, it had been fun. His friends were there, and Sunday school always had snacks. Now he only felt sadness sitting in the little chapel. He hadnt been to church since coming out to his parents and they told him God would free him of his sinful desires if he just prayed.

He thought about what Kurt had said about Folaigh accepting people for who they were, and assumed Kurt must mean the church going people as well. Blaine smiled. He liked that idea.

Blaine looked behind him hoping he heard the door open but it was no one. Last night he and Kurt had planned to meet up so Kurt could practice his song some more and Kurt had coxed Blaine into promising to sing him something too. Kurt hadnt show up yet though, and Blaine was left sitting in a church all alone, but somehow not feeling like he should belonged here. Blaine got up from the pew and walked over to the piano plucking out a few notes with a heavy sigh.

Kurt was one of the most amazing people hed ever met, kind and funny and a fascinating mixture of shy and bold. He was beautiful too, with his pale skin and blue eyes that could look right through you, but as Blaine got to know him more Kurt just became more and more attractive. Blaine knew it was because Kurt was gorgeous inside as well as out. As cheesy as that cliché sounded, it was true about Kurt.

Blaine still had a few weeks here in Folaigh if he and Sam were going to stay for the whole festival… but after that? Blaine was trying to think of a way to ask Kurt to come and visit him in New York without having Kurt shut down the idea. He could see in Kurts eyes that he wanted to see more of the world. Every time Blaine would talk about New York they would light up. And he had endless questions about technology and art and he seemed like he just wanted to see everything. Still though, Blaine couldnt even get him out of Folaigh for lunch, how was he going to convince him to across the Atlantic?

After giving Kurt a little more time to arrive Blaine walked away from the piano and down the aisle and out of the church, his feet leading him to Kurts home. If he was in trouble with his dad or something maybe Blaine could help explain things to Burt. He got to the Hummels house and rapped on the door waiting, but there was no answer. He tried once more, but still there was no response.

Blaine walked around the side of the house on the off chance that Kurt was in his backyard and was rewarded by the sight of Kurt laying on the grass on the strip of clear space between his vegetable and flower gardens.

"Hey Kurt." Blaine called cheerfully walking to him and settling down next to him on the grass. "I thought we were going to-" He stopped short when he looked at Kurts face. His eyes and nose were red and tear tracks painted his cheeks. Blaines chest felt panicky for a moment seeing Kurt look so distressed. "What happened? Are you okay?"

Kurt blinked up at Blaine, wiped his face with the palm of his hands and sat up to beside him. "Im… alright."

Blaine studied his face for a moment. "Youve been crying."

Kurt shrugged.

Blaine bit his lip and nodded. "You dont have to talk about it if you dont want." Blaine said putting an arm around Kurts back wanting to do something to comfort him, worry a tight knot in his chest. He was pleasantly surprised when Kurt leaned his head down to rest in on Blaines shoulder. "But Im here if you want to. Did you argue with your dad?" Blaine felt Kurt move closer to his side and would have felt giddy over it if he wasnt so concerned for him.

"I…" Kurt started his voice soft and hesitant. "I had an argument with Dave."

"Dave." Blaine said evenly, remembering the argument hed had with Dave where hed been sure Dave would hit him.

"He didnt hurt you did he?"

"No." Kurt said awkwardly shaking his head while keeping it on Blaines shoulder. He grew quiet after that and Blaine thought he wasnt going to expound but then he heard a gentle sigh and Kurt lifted his head up and turned to look Blaine in the eyes.

"Have you ever… courted someone before?"

"Courted?"

"Has there been anyone back home who caught your fancy?" Kurt said breaking his gaze to nervously pluck blades of grass out of the grown.

"Yes." Blaine said. "Ive dated. I mean, thats probably as close to what youre calling courting as we do where Im from. But Ive been out with guys."

Kurt nodded still focused on the grass. "And have you… have any of them ever kissed you?"

Blaine smiled a little. "Yes. Theyve kissed me. Ive kissed them."

"Oh." Kurt said and Blaine wondered if he imagined the disappointment in his voice. "I guess you dont think kissing is that novel than.

"No. Im not saying that. Kissing can be a really special." Blaine could feel his cheeks heating up at this conversation, thinking about what it would be like to kiss Kurt. Kurt looked up at him again his eyes a little misty and Blaine was pulled back down to earth. Kurt was hurting and he still didnt know why.

"Id never kissed anyone before. Not before today."

Before… today?" Blaine felt like the walls of his chest were pulling in making it too tight for his lungs.

"Dave, I told you hes always been a little sweet on me, but I never…" Kurt chewed on his bottom lip for a moment making it look plump and pink, but Blaines stomach was swirling with worry over what Kurt might say next. "He was angry about me spending time with you. He thinks that he and I could work out if I just gave it a chance. I tried to tell him it doesnt work that way, you dont choose who you have feelings for, right?"

"Right." Blaine said quietly knowing where this story was going and hating it already.

"He was just so upset and then he… he grabbed me and he kissed me. I didnt want it." A tear rolled down Kurts cheek and Blaine though his heart would break for this beautiful boy who could never deserve someone treating him like that.

"It was my first kiss and Dave stole it."

"Oh Kurt."

"I know it must seem silly to you."

"No. No no." Blaine hurried to assure him. "It doesnt seem silly at all. That shouldnt have happened. Im so so sorry that happened."

Kurt shrugged again.

"He didnt… he didnt do anything else did he?" Blaine asked the words hurting his throat.

"No, I yelled at him and I think I scared him. I think he was shocked by what he had done." Kurt smiled a little. "And then I ran from him."

"Kurt I... I wish I could take that away." Blaine said reaching for his hand and smiling softly when Kurt held on tightly. "That shouldnt have happened. He shouldnt… he…" Blaine closed his eyes tightly trying to think of what hed want to hear if the situation was reversed. "It doesnt have to count. It isnt your first kiss if you didnt want it. I mean that doesnt make it okay, I still wish I could do something to undo this for you but… but it doesnt count."

Kurt wiped his cheek again as the smile that had been trying to form won and spread over his face. "Thats true. I still havent kissed anyone myself."

"Right."

"And Dave… he…. Ill have to deal with him. But I made how I felt about it clear."

"Should you tell your dad what happened?"

"I dont know. Maybe. I mean Im angry at Dave, but at the same time I dont want to get him in trouble."

"I do." Blaine said angrily before he could stop himself.

"Well if Dave thought there was ever any chance of us getting together he killed that now. I trusted him and…" Kurt shook his head looking ready to cry again. "Never mind. Im going to put to whole thing out of my head, at least for now."

"Okay." Blaine said still searching Kurts eyes wishing he knew how to help.

"I was supposed to meet you to rehearse my song." Kurt looked at him as if he had just realized hed missed that appointment. "I wanted to hear you sing."

"Dont worry about that Kurt, really. And Ill still sing something for you sometime."

"Sometimes I wish I could just leave." Kurt said turning his whole body to face Blaine, but inching close to him, their folded knees touching. "Pack my bags and leave Folaigh. I want to see the world and get away from everyone here. I mean I love them, I do. Ive known these people almost my whole life. But I just feel… stifled sometimes, caged in, and I want to run and run and not stop until my legs give out."

"Kurt." Blaine said lifting a hand to gently smooth his knuckles down Kurts cheek. "You should just do it then. I mean, where I grew up was nothing like this place, but I understand the feeling of needing to escape. You can do what you want Kurt, nothing is holding you back."

Kurt let out a pained laughed and he looked into Blaines eyes, "Its really… its complicated."

Blaine sighed and nodded. He didnt know how to combat Kurts years of tradition, he didnt even think it was his place too.

"Okay." He wasnt going to push it; this was something Kurt had to do for himself.

Kurt was quiet again but still looking intently into Blaines eyes making him blush a little when he realized his hand was still on Kurts face, he thumbed a tear away from under Kurts eye and then started to move his hand wondering if it was inappropriate. Kurt moved his own hand first, covering Blaines and holding it against his cheek as he leaned just a fraction closer.

He glanced from Blaines eyes to his lips and back again and Blaine couldnt help but do the same, feeling mesmerized by the pull of Kurts piercing eyes and soft looking lips. He wanted to kiss him, he wouldnt though, not first at least, not after what Dave had done. Kurt was going to have to close that gap if it was what he wanted. He really hoped Kurt wanted to.

Kurt moved in so that their lips were almost brushing against each other. "I… Id very much like to kiss you." Kurt whispered.

Blaine wanted to laugh with joy, but he nodded slightly instead. "I want you too."

A little smile tugged on Kurts lips before his eyes fluttered closed and he leaned forward erasing any space between them and softly pressing his lips against Blaines. Blaine felt like he would melt on the spot. Kurt brought a hand around to the back of Blaines neck and kept kissing him. It was a soft, innocent kiss but full and powerful in a way that Blaine felt in the pit of his stomach.

Blaine sighed and kissed Kurt gently back, lifting his other hand to Kurts face and his thumbs brushing over Kurts cheeks. Kurt parted his lips a little, sliding them against Blaines and Blaine let out a small embarrassing moan as Kurts hands move to cling to the back of Blaines shirt, both of them lifting themselves to their knees bringing their bodies together.

The kiss was sweet, a little wet, and perfect, their lips fitting together like they were meant to kiss each other. Their chest pressed together so Blaine could feel Kurts heartbeat. It didnt last long enough, Kurt pulled back his eyes dancing, his cheeks pink and his breath quick. Blaine was worried for half a second that Kurt regretted it, until a beautiful smile broke over Kurts face and he let out a happy little laugh that floated in the air around him.

"That was a good first kiss." Kurt said before his face sobered "Wasnt it?"

"Oh god yes." Blaine gushed and Kurt laughed again before leaning in with his arms around Blaine for another sweet press of lips. Blaine was lost in Kurts kiss, no thoughts of Dave, or practicing music, or how soon he was going to have to go home. Kneeling there on the soft grass with the scent of flowers swirling around them and Kurts lips against his own, this was everything to Blaine and he never wanted it to end.