"Blaine. Be still," Kurt scolded, trying to keep a smile off of his face. He was very serious and trying to concentrate and Blaine wiggling around and making cute comments wasnt helping, even if it was adorable.

"Sorry," Blaine said, smiling up at him from where he was lying on the bed. "Youre doing really well, dont be so hard on yourself."

Kurt rolled his eyes, he wasnt picking up this whole magic thing as quickly as he wanted and he was finding that frustrating. The sooner he got this, the sooner he could help Blaine. He shifted his gaze from Blaines earnest eyes back to his own hands, cupped, like he was trying to hold water in them and hovering over Blaines casually stretched out body. Blaine just smiled up at him, one arm folded under his head and a knee bent with his foot flat on the bed.

Kurt looked at his hands and focused all his attention on feeling that odd prickling sensation under his skin that hed discovered was his own small measure of magic. The same magic hed used against the Dontizu months ago. Blaine had been teaching him how to feel and anchor and use his magic – always praising him as a quick learner and a great student. Kurt thought Blaine was probably biased.

Finally, after staring at his hands for so long that he had a headache and thought he might go cross-eyed, a small but brilliant ball of green light started swirling in his hands. He grinned in satisfaction. Kurt had been surprised at the appearance of his magic the first time he saw it, disliking the green color of it in comparison to Blaines sparkling silver power.

Blaine, on the other hand, had gasped at the sight of it, stating that it was beautiful and comparing it to the color of Kurts eyes when he wore that forest colored sweater of his. Kurt had smiled at that, it was hard to dislike a color that made Blaine think of his eyes.

Kurt didnt have a lot of magic and would have never even have known he had any if Blaine wasnt so good at drawing it out of him. Today, they were trying something that they hadnt tried with Kurts magic before, and though Blaine looked calm and easy, Kurts stomach was swirling with nerves.

"Thats perfect," Blaine said, breaking Kurt out of his thoughts, "Thats enough magic to give healing a try."

Kurt glanced down at Blaines bare chest, long pink and white scars across it, as well as puncture wounds in his shoulder, and Kurt knew Blaines back looked even grimmer. Blaine never complained, and the scars didnt bother Kurt, nothing so superficial could ever make Blaine less beautiful to him. However, they ached sometimes, especially in the cold; Blaine would wince a little and Kurt knew that a small wince from Blaine meant more than a moan of pain from others. Kurt wanted more than anything to heal them, at least a little bit.

Still, as he knelt next to Blaine on the bed, staring at the swirling lights in his hand, he couldnt seem to make himself do anything. "I wont hurt you will I?" Kurt asked, glancing quickly at Blaines eyes.

"You wont hurt me, Kurt."

"I mean, I dont really know what Im doing."

"You do."

"And Im still so new to magic. And what if I try to help but make things worse?"

"You wont."

"So there is no way I could hurt you?"

"Kurt," Blaine sat up next to him. "You wont hurt me."

"But what if-" Kurts protests were cut off by a sweet soft kiss from Blaine.

"You dont have to do this if you dont want to," he whispered against Kurts lips. "But I trust you."

Kurt nodded, wanting to let go of the magic completely and just kiss Blaine soundly instead, but that wouldnt heal him. He took a deep breath and looked down at his hands before opening them towards Blaine and then pressing his palms against Blaines chest. He smiled at the warmth of Blaines smooth tan skin. It had been a little while since Wales, but Kurt was still getting used to Blaines temperature change-once always cold, he was now like a walking space heater. When it got cold at night, Kurt would just curl up closer to Blaine and let his body heat soothe him to sleep.

There were other changes in Blaine too, but Kurt found it was really more like learning new aspects of the man he loved than thinking he had changed. Blaine was happier, and louder, and would actually sing and dance around the apartment sometimes. He made Kurt laugh so hard his sides hurt. He thought hed loved Blaine before, and of course he had, but now it was like Blaine had been turned up. Like hed been a light with the dimmer turned down and now he was using his full wattage. It was a wonderful thing to see.

Blaine took in a quick breath and Kurt looked up at his face in worry.

"I think its working Kurt. It feels..."

"Tingly?" Kurt asked hopefully, remembering the sensation of having Blaine heal him.

Blaine nodded and looked down at his chest glowing with Kurts green light as Kurt slid a hand up to the bite scar on Blaines shoulder.

Kurt had wanted to take him to a hospital once theyd gotten back to town after the long trek from the ruined Bryn o Wyrdd. Blaine was upright but barely conscious and Kurt was so worried his jaw hurt from clenching it too tight. Blaine had refused, though, saying it would be too hard to explain where his injuries came from and why they were healing so fast. Instead, they got a hotel room and Blaine had collapsed down on the bed and slept for the next twelve hours.

When he finally woke up again, his injuries had mostly healed, besides the scars, and his face finally had some color to it. He blinked up at Kurt and smiled and Kurt had asked the question that had been bothering him as hed watched Blaine sleep for the past few hours. "You arent going to become a Dontizu are you?"

Blaine had wrinkled up his brow, "No... Theyre all gone. Besides Cooper, and he would never-"

"No." Kurt shook his head and gently ran a finger over the wound on Blaines shoulder. "In stories when someone gets bitten by a werewolf they become a werewolf."

Blaine had reached for his hands, sweetly kissing his knuckles as he replied, "This isnt a story and there are no werewolves."

When Kurt just huffed out a breath in response, Blaine assured him that he was fine and in no danger of becoming a monster. "There arent any werewolves in our story, but you are my knight in shining armor," hed said and smiled when Kurt had laughed and rolled his eyes at that.

Kurt smiled now, watching the scars on Blaines shoulder grow smaller, the long lashes on his chest becoming thinner. It was working. His magic was actually healing Blaine. He let out a small joyful laugh. "I cant believe Im doing this. Quick, turn around while it is still working!"

Blaine complied and turned so that Kurt could press his palms against his back, where the worst of the injuries were. He watched in amazement as the wounds thinned and lightened in color. He wasnt able to heal Blaine completely the way Blaine could, but he was helping.

It didnt take long before Kurt was exhausted. That was something hed first learned about magic. It didnt just come from nowhere, it came from inside of you and it took a lot of energy. Kurts magic was small but it still wore him out to use it this much.

"Thats good," Blaine said, turning around and curling Kurts hands into his own.

"I can do more."

Blaine shook his head. "Not now love, I can tell it is tiring you."

Kurt nodded in resignation because Blaine was right, his shoulders felt heavy and his hands trembled a little. Still, it was an amazing feeling to know it was his magic that pumped through Blaines veins right now.

Blaine rolled his shoulders and then lifted his arms, stretching them over his head until they popped.

"How do you feel?"

"Amazing." Blaine declared, his face sporting a broad grin. "Really, really amazing." He grabbed Kurt by the waist and pressed their lips together, leaning in until they both toppled down onto the bed. Kurt laughed and held onto Blaines shoulders, kissing him back as the kiss grew heated and Blaines hands slid under Kurts shirt in search for more skin to touch.

It was a lazy Saturday morning and they had more than enough time for what Blaine was obviously going for here. Kurt quickly and gladly started stripping off layers before reaching for the button on Blaines jeans and undoing them. Blaine shimmied out of the pants and then ran his hands smoothly over Kurts bare chest until he was stretched out on his back with Blaine hovering over him, kissing every inch of skin he could reach.

"You are feeling good arent you?" Kurt laughed and Blaines lips moved from his neck down to his shoulder and then his chest.

"I feel incredible, Kurt." Blaine said as he swiped the tip of his tongue over Kurts nipple making him tremble. "I want to make you feel just as good."

Kurt laughed again, bringing a hand up to Blaines curly hair as his lips continued to travel down and down. Blaines breath was warm over Kurts thighs when he looked up at Kurt with beautiful golden eyes. "I love you."

Kurt blinked down at him, "I love you more than anything," he breathed, and with that, Blaine smirked and then took Kurt into his mouth, bobbing his head and twirling his tongue.

Kurt gasped, tilting his head back and letting his fingers curl in Blaines hair. Sparks of pleasure shot up through Kurts stomach, making him pant and buck his hips. "Oh god Blaine."

He felt Blaine chuckle, the vibrations intensifying Kurts pleasure and he choked out a cry before Blaine slid his lips off of him and then crawled back up, kissing his lips.

"Dont stop now." Kurt panted.

"I just thought…" Blaine lifted his eyebrows and then leaned over to the nightstand, opening the drawer and grabbing some lube and a condom.

"Oh… Yeah. Yes, thats a great idea," Kurt said as his body nearly lurched forward in eagerness.

Blaines warm body pressed against his as they continued to kiss and Kurt lazily worked Blaine open, his lips sliding down Blaines neck as he listened to him pant and moan. It wasnt long before they were moving together, the bed creaking beneath them, pressed chest to chest and breath mingled as Kurt gripped Blaine tightly.

"Oh god Kurt, oh god." Blaine breathed as Kurt moved inside him. There had been times since theyd gotten back to the states that Kurt would have small anxiety attacks thinking of how close Blaine had come to dying. How close they both had come to not surviving the Dontizu; in those moments, sometimes all he needed was Blaines calm voice, other times he needed the press of Blaines naked skin against his own.

This wasnt one of those times, though; this was sweet and heady and full of laughter as they came down from their climaxing, lying next to each other on the bed, sweaty and dirty and wrapped in each others arms. Kurt felt safe and complete when he was with Blaine. Even though his relationship with Blaine had brought more danger than hed ever imagined, things had calmed now, and they were starting a life together. He loved this man in his arms more than he could even say. Everything theyd been through was worth it to be with him.

Neither of them moved for a moment, Blaine heavy in his arms until Kurt became uncomfortable enough that he had to pull out and get up to grab a washcloth to clean them off. Soon, he was sliding under the covers to lay against Blaine. "You know, I almost wish we didnt have plans this evening," Kurt said. "We could stay all day in bed."

Blaines fingers lightly trailed up and down Kurts bare back. "That does sound nice, but this evening is a big deal, Kurt."

"I know." He shifted in Blaines embrace so he was looking up at the ceiling and then he glanced around the room. "We need to paint the bedroom next."

Blaine turned to look at him. "Hum?"

"Weve redone the living room and it finally looks like someone lives here, but now that Im fully moved in, we should redo the bedroom next. This apartment is actually starting to feel like a home." They waited for Kurt to finish up at NYADA before Kurt moved to Blaines place, it only made sense as he was spending most of his nights there anyway.

Blaine smiled brightly at him. "It felt like home to me the day you moved in."

Kurt stopped his perusal of the room to look Blaine in the face, blushing slightly before rolling his eyes. Blaine had become the king of saying sappy, cheesy things. Kurt teased him about it, but honestly he couldnt get enough.

Eventually they did have to get up. They showered and ate a late lunch before getting ready for the evening. Kurt had already picked out what he was going to wear, but as he pulled out his freshly pressed suit, he started questioning it.

"This isnt too formal is it?" Kurt asked, holding up the suit for Blaines inspection. Blaine was already in his slacks and an open button up shirt, looking both casual and dashing. Kurt was helping him replenish his wardrobe, as it seemed Blaine hadnt really cared what hed worn for the last few decades. He was finally starting to find his sense of style and Kurt loved it, he always looked like an old time movie star.

"Kurt, you look fantastic in that suit, and this is an important evening."

"Yes, but people dont dress up for shows the way they used too, I dont want it to look like Im trying too hard."

Blaine walked over and placed his hands on Kurts shoulders, then slid his hands up to cup Kurts neck, and Kurt shivered a little at the touch. He didnt think Blaine would ever stop making his stomach fill with butterflies.

"Kurt, you already pretty much have the part. Having dinner with the producer and then going to see the show is just a formality."

"Things arent as set in stone as you think, Blaine, just because Felix says it is as good as done-"

"Hey, Felix is getting good at this fortune telling thing hes taken up. I trust his prediction."

Kurt shook the suit on its hanger. "Okay, but this suit or not?"

"Yes, wear the suit." Blaine smiled, "Its the perfect choice because you picked it out a week ago just for this."

Kurt knew his nerves were starting to show, but it couldnt really be helped. He auditioned for a part on a Broadway show just on the off chance that something could happen, but mostly for the experience of auditioning. He never expected to get a call back or that hed be invited to have dinner with the producer who wanted to see the show with him.

If Blaine and Felix were right, the part was already his, but he was trying not to put all of his hope on Felixs rune stones. Kurt adored Felix and Blaine was the love of his life, and they may both have a long history with magic and trust such things, but it was still all a little extraordinary to Kurt.

Kurt put on his suit, a dark blue with a sharp black and blue patterned shirt underneath, and then helped Blaine tie his checked burgundy bowtie. He wasnt confident on how this evening was going to go, but either way, he would be well dressed.

"You look amazing," Blaine said, leaning forward to kiss Kurts lips. "And dont worry. Tonight is going to be great."

Kurt nodded and let out a long breath to calm himself down, then he reached for Blaines hand, swinging it between them and feeling calmer knowing Blaine was by his side. "Okay, lets do this."