Blaine hummed, swinging his hands back and forth as he walked through the halls of the Palace that were slowly feeling more and more like home to him. Of course Kurt's arms would always been where he felt most wanted, but seeing portraits of a younger Kurt as well as other Hummel family members kind of made him feel like part of a huge family. He and Kurt had been together for officially four weeks, and their relationship had consisted mostly of smiling at each other while trying not to be too obvious, the odd soft kiss shared when they found themselves alone, and Blaine curling up in Kurt's arms every night when they went to sleep. It wasn't much. But they were free to make each other laugh and smile, as long as it wasn't too obvious that they were still in the fuzzy-fluffy period in the relationship when all they wanted to do was curl up with each other and cuddle all day.

"Sir, What...?"

Kurt had grabbed Blaine's hand and pulled him into a supply cupboard, "Hey you," The Prince smiled softly.

Blaine's eyebrows shot up in surprise, "What are you doing?"

Kurt pressed Blaine against the wall and pressed his lips hard against the Slaves, Blaine let out a gasp of shock before he locked his hands in Kurt's hair and kissed him back just as passionately, "That's what I'm doing," Kurt told him, pulling away and flashing Blaine a grin before he captured the slaves lips back to his own. Blaine felt Kurt's hands caressing over his back and heard a muffled moan escape Kurt's mouth as Blaine tugged lightly on the Prince's hair. His hair was always so soft, Blaine took great pleasure in running his fingers through it at every available time, including when Kurt was cuddle up on his chest as they drifted into sleep.

Blaine gulped as Kurt pulled away from him, the little cupboard they were in was ridiculously hot, "You're crazy," He shuddered as Kurt dragged his finger down Blaine's chest, "We're going to get caught."

Kurt sighed in defeat, "But you look so cute," he pouted.

Blaine blushed, he'd never get used to Kurt praising him, "Only because you dressed me."

"Well I still need to take you shopping for clothes," Kurt grinned in excitement, his hand running over the soft fabric of the light green vest; bringing out the green in his eyes and making his wings look breathtaking. It was just a little bit to big for him, but Kurt thought it just made him look even more adorable.

Blaine frowned at smallest amount, not wanting to put an end to Kurt's excitement but still feeling uncomfortable, "I don't like the idea of you spending money on me."

Kurt tutted and shook his head a little, "Blaine, don't be ridiculous. I want to take you shopping, and I have more then enough money."

"I know, but...I've always worked for what I got. And now all I do is hang around and I still get food and warmth and I didn't even get that sometimes when I was working, it just feels...wrong," Blaine tried to explain, pausing and turning the words over in his head before he spoke.

Kurt bit his lip and cupped Blaine's face gently in his palm, staring into the Slaves eyes in a way that made Blaine's heart beat faster, "You do work. You help out the other Slaves all the time, it's something I really love about you. You're so eager and willing to help everyone."

"You'd do the same if they'd let you help," Blaine shrugged.

"Of course I would," Kurt nodded, "It's like your being me. Doing what I would have done if I wasn't a stupid Prince."

"You're not a stupid Prince, you're a beautiful and perfect, incredibly smart one," Blaine said firmly before he sighed, "But even helping the other's still isn't that much, I used to work twelve hours a day for one meal of scraps and a cold hard floor to sleep on."

Kurt winced, chewing on his bottom lip, "Don't, Blaine. I can't even bear to think of you like that."

"But it's true, I barley do anything now," Blaine sigh, guilt blossoming over his troubled features and Kurt's heart stopped at how beautiful he was.

"Blaine, you make me happy," Kurt tilted his head to the side, "Doesn't that count as a job?"

"Kurt..."

"And you do that twenty-four seven. You made my life enjoyable," Kurt dropped Blaine's face and grabbed both his hands instead.

"You saved my life," Blaine pointed out, "I can never repay you for that."

Kurt squeezed Blaine's hands, "You saved mine too."

"Only because I pushed you, if it wasn't for me the ant wouldn't have even..."

"No, no Sweetheart. That's not what I mean, you saved my life long before that," Kurt shook his head, "The best part of my day used to be going to bed, so I knew I could be free for eight hours. Dream of whatever I wanted."

"Kurt, that's..." Blaine frowned.

"I know, but now the best part of my day is waking up...with you beside me. Knowing I have someone who I can care for and who cares for me. You gave my life a purpose," Kurt squeezed Blaine's hands.

Blaine rested his forehead against Kurt's, "I spent each day not even knowing if I was going to see another sunrise. I never had a chance to enjoy life because I was always battling and grabbing to have a little more of it. To get enough to eat. That I didn't freeze to death in the winter. You taught me that life can be fun and enjoyable, that not everything is a constant battle. You made me feel wanted again. Kurt I...I think I love you."

Kurt let out a long breath, "R...Really? We haven't even known each other that long."

"I know," Blaine blushed, "I should have waited to tell you, I'm sorry," He pulled away from Kurt and moved to leave the cupboard, but Kurt placed his hand over Blaine's on the doorknob.

"Wait, I...I've never been in love. I have no idea what it's like, but I'm pretty sure I love you back," Kurt stuttered a little.

Blaine's eyebrows shot up, "Really?"

Kurt nodded.

Blaine had to hold in a squeal, only just remembering that they were in a supply cupboard and had to be quiet. Instead he threw his arms around Kurt's neck and pulled him impossibly close, hearing Kurt let out a muffled giggle of happiness into his shoulder.

"I love you," Blaine mumbled.

"I love you too," Kurt sighed.

Blaine pulled away with a huge smile on his face, "I can't believe, I mean..." His smile disappeared and horror took it's place, "Oh no."

"What? What is it what's wrong?" Kurt frowned, stepping forward and pulling Blaine into his arms.

"I can't love you, I can't. It's unheard off. Crazy. It's illegal!" Blaine whimpered.

Kurt sighed gently. Blaine often went through little periods of time where he went into what Kurt called 'ultra-panic mode' where he thought of everything that could go wrong in their relationship and hated himself for breaking the law.

Kurt rocked him back and forth a little and hummed a comforting and random tune in his ear, "There's nothing wrong with love."

Blaine let out a sob, "But..."

"Sh," Kurt whispered, "I've told you, we can't help who we fall for."

"Life would be a whole lot simpler if we could," Blaine muttered sourly.

Kurt laughed gently, "I know it would Sweetie."

"Maybe I could...No, that wouldn't work," Blaine sighed, "Or maybe...No, no that wouldn't work either. There as to be something we can do."

Kurt bit his lip, "If I figure it out you'll be he first to know, believe me."

OXOXOXO

"I want to spend some time with you," Kurt grumbled as he and Blaine spread out on the grass the next day.

"We're spending time together right now," Blaine raised an eyebrow and pretending he was writing down the different types of flowers in his view so no one would ask questions...but really he was drawing Kurt's name in a doodles mostly containing hearts.

"But I mean properly. I have to pull you into a cupboard so I can kiss you. I have to wait until everyone's gone to sleep before I can hold you in my arms," Kurt pouted, spreading his wings out and sighing as the sun warmed them.

"I know, it sucks," Blaine agreed with a small nod.

"I just want to be able to hold your hand without worrying about anything, I mean...Hey, know where we can go and do all of that?" Kurt suddenly realized, looking at Blaine with a hopeful smile.

"No, where?" Blaine asked, raising an eyebrow.

"In the human world of course," Kurt grinned.

Blaine frowned a little, "Kurt, I don't know..."

"Please?" Kurt asked, "It's the only time we're ever going to get when we're completely alone."

Blaine knew he was right, "But it's dangerous..."

"But I love you," Kurt pouted. He'd played that card so many times today.

"I love you too," Blaine sighed, his body itching to just say yes. He wanted time alone with Kurt too of course, but he didn't want to put Kurt in any danger.

"Blaine, please? Pretty please? Pretty, pretty, pretty, pretty please?" Kurt whined.

"Fine. Fine," Blaine agreed with a sigh, "But if you get into trouble again it will be the last time."

"Okay, deal."

"Blaine, can you help me please?"

Both Kurt and Blaine looked up in alarm but relaxed when they saw Kathy walking towards them. There was no way she could have heard from that distance.

"Of course, what is it? Blaine asked.

"I'm over by the Orchids, I can't pull out some of the weeds. I'm not strong enough," Kathy battered her eyelashes and looked at Blaine longingly.

"Of course, I'll be there in a second," Blaine nodded.

Kathy grinned happily, "Thank-you Blaine, I don't know what I'd do without you," She sighed before turning and walking away.

"We also need to get away from her," Kurt mumbled.

"What? Why?" Blaine frowned, his eyebrows pulling in, "I thought you liked her?"

"I do, she's sweet. But she also keeps stealing you away from me with all her flirting," Kurt pouted unhappily.

Blaine smiled, "Are you getting jealous again?"

"Maybe a little," Kurt admitted.

Blaine smiled, "You have nothing to worry about, I only want you."

"Why don't you just tell her you like boys?" Kurt asked.

"Because I don't want to hurt her feelings," Blaine shrugged, scrambling to his feet.

"You're too sweet for your own good. Maybe I should make you a shirt that says 'Likes boys' on it, then she'll get the message," Kurt said sourly.

"You're crazy," Blaine chuckled, "I'll see you later. Enjoy the sun."

Kurt watched Blaine walk away before he picked up the notebook Blaine had been writing in, his heart doing a little leap at the doodles consisting of his name and love hearts. He picked up the pen and started doing the same but with Blaine's name.