We got home to the apartment after spending a few hours together in the park to see Copper had packed his bags.

"I think it's time for me to go." He announced.

"Is this because you accidentally crashed out date? Because we aren't mad about that." Blaine asked.

"No...I just came to see that you were ok, and I see now that you are much more than just ok." Cooper told Blaine smiling at me.

"And to get away from that chick's husband." Blaine added.

"Oh fuck. I forgot about that...hopefully he has cooled down by now."

"Maybe his wife hooked up with someone else and he's after them now." Blaine suggested.

"Quite possible, alright come on give your big brother a hug, the both of you."

"You're not my brother Cooper." I told him.

"Not yet, but you will be one day."

"True." I said giving him a hug.

"Take care of him." He whispered.

"Always."

He let go of me and opened his arm to Blaine.

"Come here Squirt."

"Don't call me that." Blaine protested but hugged his brother anyway.

"I love you Blaine."

"I love you too Coop. Don't sleep with anymore married women."

"I'll try not to but things happen."

Blaine and I both shook our heads at him.

"Don't be all judgey, not all of us have found the person we're meant to be with yet."

"We're not judging you for dating around; we're judging you for fucking married women." Blaine said.

"Fine from now on I'll ask every woman I hit on if she's married and won't fuck the ones that are."

"That's all we ask." I told him.

"Come visit me in LA sometime, yeah?"

"We will." I promised.

"And you." He said pointing at Blaine. "I'd better be your first call when you ask Kurt to marry you."

"You will be."

He gave us a final hug each and then grabbed his bags and left.

"I think I'm going to miss him, does that mean I'm crazy?" I said turning to Blaine.

"The fact you love me means you're crazy, you missing Coop means you're certifiable." He said wrapping his arms around me.

"Hmm...guess that makes two of us."

"I'm really going to miss him." He said quietly.

"I know you are baby but you'll talk to him soon."

"Mm...can we just spend the rest of the day watching bad reality TV and cuddling on the couch?"

"Of course."

What started off innocently enough soon became me straddling Blaine's lap as we made out.

"What did I say?" Rachel asked coming in the front door.

"We're fully dressed, no sex happening here." I told her.

"Maybe not now but if I had walked in five minutes later what would I have seen then?"

"Don't worry we don't have any lube out here." Blaine told her.

"We have plenty of lube in our bedroom though." I told him.

He stood up still holding onto my ass and I wrapped my legs around his waist, we continued to kiss as he carried me to our room.

"I love it when you carry me." I told him.

"I know you do, you always hold onto me so tightly."

He laid me on our bed and we began to make out again, he groaned in frustration when my phone rang.

"Hi dad." I answered it.

"Hey kiddo, I just wanted to make sure you were still coming down next week."

"I am and I'm bringing Blaine with me."

"The roommate?"

"The boyfriend actually."

"Is Blaine a really common name in New York or is it the same guy."

"Same guy."

"Hmm...he treat you right?"

"Like I'm a prince."

"Good."

"You two must be serious if you're bringing him home."

"We're very serious dad."

"That right?"

"Yes, he's the love of my life." Blaine who was lying on my stomach looked up at me and smiled.

"Does he feel the same way?"

"He does."

"Hmm....I'm looking forward to meeting this kid."

"You'll love him dad."

"We'll see. Carole send her love."

"Give her my love back."

"Oh and Finn said to tell you he's sorry he didn't call this week, he has midterms...and well you know how your brother is with taking tests."

"Ah poor Finn, tell him to make sure he takes study breaks or he'll get too stressed out and not do well."

"Will do. Love you kid."

"Love you too dad."

I hung up my phone and placed it on my nightstand.

"You and your dad have a great relationship." Blaine observed.

"We do."

"Good."

"You ok baby?"

"Yeah...I just wish I had that too, you know?"

"I know but you have Cooper."

"And you."

"And me, you'll always have me."

"That's all I need." He stretched up and kissed me. "Want to go watch more bad TV?"

"No, let's just lay here."

"That work for me."

"Have you thought anymore about looking for another job?"

"I have...there's this coffee shop about five blocks from here and they have live music there, apparently their regular guy just quit so I think I'm going to audition."

"You should! That would perfect for you!"

"It doesn't pay all that much there are tips...but it still probably be anywhere near what I make now."

"That's ok though we can get away with you making a little less, Isabelle pays me way more than she should."

"And if we needed to I guess we could dip into the trust fund a little earlier than we planned."

"Only if absolutely necessary."

"I might not get it."

"Well then we need to make sure never to go there because they would obviously be insane not to hire you."

"You might be a bit biased."

I shrugged.

"Sometimes it feels like we've been together a lot longer than we have." He commented.

"I know if someone who didn't know us ever overheard us they'd think we've been together for years."

"Do you ever worry that we are moving too fast?"

"I don't, do you?"

"No...if anything it feels like we are moving too slow."

"What do you mean?"

"Just...I can't wait for us to have our own place and be married, you know? But like...it's way too soon for that and I know it's too soon and I know neither of us is really ready for that but I just...I'm really looking forward to when we get there."

"I understand what you are saying, I'm looking forward to that too but at the same time I'm really enjoying the process of us getting to that point."

"Me too...I just look forward to the day when you're my husband."

"I love you so much."

"I love you too Sexy."

"Promise me when we're old men you'll still call me that."

"Of course I will, you'll always be Sexy to me. Promise me you'll still love me if your dad hates me."

"My dad won't hate you but I promise nothing can make me stop loving you."

"Seal it with a kiss?" He asked. I bent my head down and met his lips.