Chapter 11

Kurt woke up happy.

Happier than he's ever been.

He had a base under his feel, good friends and the most amazing boyfriend ever.

‘'Good morning, love,'' Kurt rubbed his eyes and his vision came in blurry. Blaine climbed into the bed, the biggest grin on his face.

‘'Oh, yes, it's good,'' Blaine laughed lightly and pecked Kurt on the lips.

Only now Kurt's vision came to normal and he noticed a tray in his lap. Breakfast.

A bowl of fresh fruits, orange juice and scrambled eggs.

‘'I know you're not a huge fan of meat, so I saved the bacon to myself,'' Blaine informed.

‘'Thank you so much,'' Kurt sighed dreamily, ‘'You didn't have to.''

‘'It's fine,'' Blaine shrugged, ‘'I woke up early, stopped myself from creepily staring at your beautiful face and thought I should make something.''

Kurt blushed. He probably had some sleeping marks on his face and his hair was messed up but he was comfortable around Blaine. He loved him.

‘'Today, we're going to explore,'' Blaine said as he fell into the bed next to Kurt.

Kurt nodded and hummed at how delicious the meal was. He had not discovered yet that his boyfriend could cook so well. They should cook something together someday.

After eating breakfast and rolling around the bed, tickling and kissing each other, they dressed to get out.

Kurt again sighed. Blaine had planned everything. The sigh of relief and disappointment at the same time. He felt relieved that he didn't have to walk around a strange land and lead the way. That would probably get them lost and eaten by alligators at the end. But at the same time, Blaine was always the one. The one paying. And organizing. Kurt just felt guilty. He felt like he could not provide his boyfriend such an amazing date and that made him sad. Blaine was always the one doing the work.

‘'Beautiful,'' Blaine noticed Kurt's sad face as they walked, ‘'Don't worry. I'll take care of everything.''

‘'I just feel like I'm useless sometimes. It's always you doing everything. I feel like a spoiled brat.''

‘'Well, you're my spoiled brat,'' Blaine smirked, ‘'Please, don't stress about this,'' Blaine said seriously, taking Kurt's hand, ‘'I love you. And I want to make you happy. I want you to be spoiled. You deserve it. So much.''

Kurt felt like he would cry. He hated feeling so silly about words like this but this was the first person being so affectionate to him.

‘'I want you to relax and enjoy this. I hate that I took you on a vacation and you're thinking about how much I paid and how much time I spent on this. Please, don't.''

‘'Okay,'' Kurt whispered, ‘'I won't. I'm sorry. But the next date's on me. No matter how expensive it is.''

Blaine narrowed his eyes at the last sentence but nodded, ‘'Deal.''

They were walking along the road, up the mountain. As they got halfway, Kurt couldn't help but feel taken away.

They were pretty high already and the view was gorgeous. The whole ocean. So endless and full of unknown life. So beautiful, sparkling as the rays of the sun hit the waves.

The little houses by the water looked so small and adorable. There was almost no one around. This island was so silent and quiet. Kurt loved a getaway place like this.

Blaine smiled as he watched Kurt's face. He was so happy and joyful, he loved Kurt like this. He hasn't seen his crying. Thank god. Or even worse, mad. And he could get used to the thought. He never wanted to experience the bad side of emotions on his Kurt. He was determined to keep him safe, loved, cared for and by his side.

‘'For some reason, everyone is riding golf carts here,'' Kurt said as he looked around and down, at the roads they walked earlier.

‘'It's easier that way. Some people are just lazy. Don't have to walk that much.''

‘Are we lazy?'' Kurt smirked.

‘'I dunno. You wanna be?''

‘'Maybe.''

They walked up the road a little more, almost to the very top of the mountain and came across a abandoned golf cart.

‘'Look, Kurt,'' Blaine pointed and walked faster towards it.

‘'Is it not working that it's just left here?'' Kurt asked.

‘'Let's find out,'' Blaine grinned and got in.

Kurt joined him after a moment, ''the keys are in. Does it work?''

Blaine smiled and shrugged. He turned the key and the motor jumped to life. Blaine laughed and turned the cart around to drive down the mountain.

He went for it and started driving. Kurt laughed at the silliness of the situation, ‘'Did we just steal a golf cart?''

Blaine laughed harder.

‘'Geez, slow down,'' Kurt chuckled.

‘'It's a golf cart beautiful. This is full speed and we're still going in an old woman's knitting speed.''

‘'Some ladies knit very fast,'' Kurt teased and Blaine gave him a look.

‘'Imagine how slow this thing would be if we wouldn't be riding down a hill.''

‘'At a beginners knitting speed,'' Kurt laughed and Blaine couldn't hide away his own smile.

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They returned the golf cart in the rent house and they received good news; they thankfully didn't steal the cart, they returned it. It had been rented yesterday and hadn't been returned.

Kurt's guilty heart could breathe.

They decided to take a breather, tired from the exploring, so they went back to their hotel room. Blaine suggested to watch a movie and Kurt, being the child he is, whined for snacks. Healthy snacks. Blaine rolled his eyes but agreed to go to the hotel café to get them something.

Kurt wiggled from excitement because he was allowed to choose the movie. He went to the movie rent and was glad to come across some older movies. Grease, It's A Wonderful Life, Singin' In The Rain and one that caught his eye.

‘'Breakfast at Tiffany's?'' Blaine grinned as he stepped back into the room, kicking the door closed with his foot because of his full hands.

‘'It's a classic and it has Audrey Hepburn in it,'' Kurt gloated.

‘'Here's your food,'' Blaine pushed the pile of snacks in Kurt's lap.

‘'Blaine!'' Kurt cried out, ‘'Skittles? Reese's? Mini Kit Kat's?''

‘'What? Those are what people call snacks,'' Blaine answered calmly.

‘'M&M's?'' Kurt kept examining the pile.

‘'Hey! Those have nuts in them,'' Blaine teased as he jumped into the bed, placing his hands behind his head.

‘'Blaine, I can't eat this,'' he sighed, ‘'I won't fit in my jeans.''

‘'Kurt, you're beautiful. Your body is perfect.''

‘'Won't be if I'll continue eating this.''

‘'One time won't do no harm. Please, don't worry. And if you won't fit into your jeans, I'll buy you new ones one size bigger.''

Kurt frowned and threw the packet of Skittles at Blaine who was laughing.

As the movie went by, Kurt kept peeking out the window. He couldn't help but feel like a lazy person. They were on an island. A ocean outside. So many possibilities. But here they were; watching a movie Kurt has seen at least two times.

‘'What's the furrowed face for?'' Blaine asked as they lay in bed, Kurt comfortably resting his head on Blaine's torso.

‘'I just feel like we should be enjoying our time,'' Kurt explained.

‘'I'm enjoying this. I love you by my side. Just relaxing.''

Kurt smiled, ‘'I love it too but we can do it any time. Not every day we're at Catalina.''

‘'Well, okay. The movie's almost over anyways. Let's go to the beach, then?''

Kurt nodded when he sat up, ‘'Sounds good.''

The sun was already setting and that made Kurt think of tomorrow. They would have to leave. Kurt got a little sad inside about thinking of leaving this beautiful nature, the gorgeous island.

But the sadness went away instantly when a little bigger hand wrapped around his. He looked Blaine in the eyes and smiled.

‘'You want to build a sandcastle?'' Blaine sang in a sing-song voice.

‘'Yes,'' Kurt giggled, ‘'What's that melody?''

‘'It's from Frozen. This song is up to my bow tie but somehow it just came out,'' Blaine shrugged and stopped as they found a nice spot just by the water.

‘'Is it a cartoon?'' Kurt gasped, ‘'Is it Disney?''

‘'Yes,'' Blaine grinned, ‘'I don't understand, how come you don't know about it. Every corner's full of it.''

‘'I don't know but let's go see it.''

‘'Kurt, nope. I'm sorry, I love you, but I'm not making that sacrifice. I'm not seeing it again. Ask Jeff or somebody.''

‘'Okay. I'll just arrange a date with Jeff,'' Kurt smirked as he fell to his knees in the sand.

Damn, he looked good on his knees.

Blaine growled at Kurt's teasing and narrowed his eyes playfully, falling to his knees as well.

They began building the castle, occasionally giggling about ridiculous things.

Kurt was so adorable when he got up and went to get mini sea shells for the castle's windows.

‘'Cool castle,'' they heard a cute voice say from behind them. They both turned and Kurt's face lit up as he saw a small, little boy's face.

It reminded him, how much he missed the kid's at the orphanage.

‘'Well, thank you. What's your name, sweetie?'' Kurt asked.

‘'I'm Cody,'' the boy answered.

‘'That's a nice name. I'm Kurt and this is Blaine,'' Kurt pointed at his boyfriend who adorably brought his hand out, the boy gladly shaking it.

‘'The truth is, we're just architects,'' Blaine told the boy, ‘'And we were just discussing, who could be the king of our castle.''

‘'Really?'' The boy asked excitedly.

‘'Really. We're looking for someone with a cute little nose, brown big eyes and light brown hair. In fact, you could be just right,'' Kurt said and poked the kid playfully in the stomach.

‘'Wow.''

Kurt got up and placed his palms on the boy's shoulders, ‘'I, sir Kurt, officially declare you, Mr. Cody, as the best and only king of the land of Codiness.''

Blaine watched Kurt lovingly. He could never imagine he'd fall in love with someone so much. He never expected someone like Kurt to come. He always had thought, he would live off of randoms. But not now. Everything he wanted was Kurt.

The boy jumped in happiness and ran to his mother to tell the good news.

Blaine looked at Kurt who was still looking at the child.

‘'You're so good with kids.''

Kurt looked at him and nodded happily, ‘'Yes. I have a lot of experience, though. And I'm used to them. It was so weird, getting to live so freely. I was used to being surrounded by kids. At all ages. Now all I have is Tina and her boyfriend,'' Kurt chuckled.

‘'Saul's going to love you,'' Blaine smiled.

‘'Oh my god, Blaine. You can't believe how excited I am about that. I just want to meet you brother and nephew so much.''

‘'You will,'' Blaine kneeled to get some water in his palms to refresh his face.

‘'Let me help you,'' Kurt smirked as he got a little deeper in the water and kicked, making little wet marks appear on Blaine's shirt and shorts.

Blaine made a ‘no you didn't ‘ expression and grinned as he kicked the water himself, making Kurt squeal and jump away to avoid the water.

Blaine giggled and Kurt narrowed his eyes, and swiped his hands strongly in the water, splashing Blaine very much.

Blaine just shook his head and Kurt tried to run, the water to his knees making him slower.

He jumped as Blaine got his waist from behind and that little action made them stumble and almost fall into the water. They both sighed and laughed in relief when they managed to stay on their feel.

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When they got back to their room, they both were pretty much drenched. No one fell completely in the water but the splashing still did the job well.

Kurt let Blaine take the bathroom first and he just looked out the window.

He heard the bathroom door open not a long time after. He turned and almost fell of his feet.

Blaine in nothing but a towel.

He had this urge to yank it off but he could never do that.

Blaine stopped in his feel himself, when he saw how hot Kurt looked; his shorts wet and his drenched t-shirt almost see-through.

Suddenly, they both met half way, kissing passionately. Kurt opened his mouth for Blaine's tongue immediately, showing his vulnerability.

He tangled his hands in Blaine's curls and pulled them lightly, making the man moan. The sound ran straight south, shooting a pleasurable jolt through his body.

Blaine wrapped one hand around Kurt's waist, the other on the back of his neck to pull his closer. He loved kissing Kurt so much but it wasn't enough. For both of them.

They slowly, walked to the bed, tangled in each other. They fell into it, Blaine on top of Kurt.

They both had to breathe, so Blaine moved from Kurt's mouth and kissed down, lightly sucking, on Kurt's jaw line, to the sensitive spot below his ear, to his neck and removed his shirt.

Kurt kept his eyes tightly shut and scratched his nails on Blaine's back. Every time, Blaine would hit a sensitive spot, Kurt would dig his nails deeper and Blaine would puff out his breath over the wet marks on Kurt's neck, making his shiver.

Blaine's arms traveled down to Kurt's short's waist, tugging at it. Kurt lustfully nodded and Blaine quickly opened the button and zipper, yanking the piece of clothing down. Blaine sat up, straddling Kurt, to get the shorts off completely, and Blaine stopped after throwing the shorts away to look. Kurt was wearing tight black boxer briefs, making his half-hard cock very visible.

Kurt blushed but didn't say anything. He remembered how he liked looking at Blaine's chest as well. In fact he was doing it just now.

Blaine stood up and Kurt quickly understood what was happening. Blaine showed his thumb in between his V and the towel, he smirked at how lustful and dark Kurt's eyes were.

He decided not to tease and tugged on it, allowing the towel to fall on the floor.

The biggest, thickest, most perfect cock was revealed. Not that Kurt's seen many. Or any.

It was a little lighter than the rest of Blaine's body and had slight hair at the base.

The sight made his mouth water. Made his want to touch it, feel it, taste it. But they had plenty of time for that later.

Kurt whined when he felt his own cock ache in the lack of friction and Blaine didn't hesitate to urge forward to give Kurt relief.

Kurt knew Blaine would ask first, so he was already nodding , allowing his boyfriend to take the last piece off his body.

And Blaine did just that.

He quickly yanked the boxers off and gulped.

‘'Kurt, you're beautiful. Just like I imagined.'' And dreamed.

Kurt moaned loudly when Blaine wrapped his hand around it and started pumping lightly.

‘'Will you turn around for me? On your hands and knees?'' Blaine asked.

Kurt didn't even reply. He just did it.

He trusted Blaine. He made him feel so good. The worry and nervousness was still there but it was overwhelmed by lust and want.

Blaine felt a rush of bliss roll over him when he saw the ass he adored so much here, right in front of him.

He felt as the bed moved. Blaine got up and went to his bag to get a bottle.

‘'I will make you feel good, Kurt.''

‘'Will it hurt?''

‘'Just for a little. I can't promise you that it won't hurt, but I can promise that you'll enjoy it.''

He heart the cap open and he felt as if his insides were shaking. From anticipation or nerves; he didn't know. Probably both.

‘'Are you sure?'' Blaine asked to make sure when he lined his finger with Kurt's entrance.

‘'If people love each other, all the moments are perfect. He'll make you feel loved and cared for. If you feel deeply for each other, it's a form of showing your feelings and expressing them.''

‘'Yes,'' Kurt said breathlessly.

He scrunched his eyes shut and gulped as he felt the first finger enter him. Blaine didn't hear any sign of protest so he didn't stop until it was inside.

Kurt tried to adjust to the weird feeling of being full and tried not to hiss at the slight burn. Blaine poured more lube on his fingers and started pumping the finger in and out, making Kurt gasp.

Soon, he added a second finger. He pumped and twisted them, trying to open Kurt up. As he added the third finger, he poured lube on his hand and pumped Kurt's cock firmly and smoothly, to distract him from the slight pain and burn.

 Kurt was breathing heavily from the simulation his body felt. At first, you had to get used to it but now he was pleading with lust and want.

He felt the fingers reach a little deeper and his tongue lost control.

‘'Oh...Blaine...please...please...Blaine...''

Blaine grinned; he loved hearing his name coming out from Kurt's lips. Even more when he said it like this.

‘'You can get on your back, now.''

He quickly removed his fingers and Kurt whined at the loss, turning around, falling into the bed on his back.

Blaine lubed up his cock and placed both of his hands at the sides of Kurt's face, lining up to his entrance.

‘'Do you love me, Blaine?'' Kurt asked silently.

‘'I love you so much that you can't imagine. I need you...so much.''

As Blaine responded, he placed light kisses along Kurt's skin, making his shiver.

Blaine pressed forward slowly, entering Kurt with the tip of his cock. He moaned whilee Kurt hissed. It was a lot bigger than three fingers.

Blaine shut his eyes tightly, trying to tell himself to go slowly.

But he just couldn't.

He'd been waiting for this so long. Ever since he saw Kurt...

He swiftly thrust forward with one fast thrust and pulled back again. Kurt screamed from the intensity and sudden shock, digging his heels into the back of Blaine's knees.

Blaine kept moving in and out quickly, making Kurt cry out and hiss, ‘'Please...ugh...Blaine...slow down!...please!''

Blaine didn't stop or slow down. Instead, he quickened his pace.

‘'Can't...so good...so tight...amazing...''

Kurt dug his nails in Blaine's shoulders and kept moaning. Blaine made his thrusts even harder and Kurt's eyes flew open and he couldn't help but release a loud moan when a bundle of nerves exploded in his body, shaking indescribable pleasure through him.

Blaine made his thrusts harder, more desperate as Kurt moaned. He laid his head in the crook of Kurt's neck, licking and sucking there, occasionally saying Kurt's name between moaning, cursing and pleads of love and care.

Kurt was so overwhelmed. It was all too sudden and fast but not enough at the same time. He dug his nails even deeper into Blaine's skin as something in his stomach tightened.

He came all over his and Blaine's stomach with a loud cry. Everything around Blaine tightened, he thrust three more times before coming with a moan and repetitions of Kurt's name.

They came down slowly, panting until they lay there sticky, sweaty and hot. Blaine rolled off of Kurt and Kurt rolled by his side, wrapping his arms around his lovers torso. His mind was still dizzy and gloomy but he felt wonderful. Even if Blaine didn't listen to his pleas, he knew how to take care of Kurt, right? He probably did it because he knew how much Kurt would enjoy it. He pressed a light kiss on Blaine's side but Blaine was too busy to notice.

His mind was a mess. He stared at the ceiling as his heart beat didn't want to slow down. After a while, he looked down and saw Kurt already asleep. He calmly and gently got up, making sure not to wake him. He went to the bathroom and cleaned himself up, bringing the washcloth back to the bedroom to do the same to Kurt.

He covered Kurt with a blanket and kissed Kurt's forehead, lingering there for a second, inhaling his scent. Jasmine and vanilla. He caressed his hair, ‘'I love you so much.''

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Kurt woke up blissful. He still couldn't open his eyes but he didn't want to. Yesterday was...the best day.

Sure, he wasn't planning what happened and it didn't go as he imagined but what went perfectly? He still enjoyed it. Maybe too much then necessary. To be honest, he felt just great. Something about being made to just take it. It made him feel safe. Controlled in  a good way. Taken care for.

He lightly stretched his limbs and sighed happily; he had everything. Good friends, Cantare, a future, an amazing boyfriend with him in bed. Or without.

Kurt turned to his side and his eyes opened when neither his hand or head felt the warmth. The other bed side was empty.

Kurt sat up on his elbows and looked around. The sliding door that divided the living area from the bedroom was closed. He listened if Blaine wasn't in the shower. When he didn't hear any sound, he decided to get up.

He smiled as he saw a robe on the end of the bed. Another sweet gesture. He put it on and slid the door open. His expression saddened as he saw Blaine sitting by the table alone, his forehead rested on his hands.

He silently approached Blaine, who looked up.

‘'Good morning.''

‘'Good morning,'' Kurt said after a second. He was waiting for a nickname, ‘'What's wrong?''

Blaine was silent for a moment, ‘'Nothing.''

‘'Then why are you here? Why are you sitting by the table and not in bed with me?''

‘'I...couldn't sleep well. I got you breakfast,'' he pointed to the counter.

Kurt hesitated but walked up to it and picked up a bowl of oatmeal and fruit. He went back to the table and sat down, ‘'Ahh'' he hissed. He definitely wasn't expecting his butt to suddenly sting so badly.

‘'Are you sore?'' Blaine's face scrunched in worry, ‘'I'm so sorry.''

‘'N-no, it's fine. I was just surprised...It's still...something new.''

Blaine's expression didn't change. Instead he heavily sighed, ‘'Are you excited to go back home?''

Kurt smiled as he thought about their friends. Tina, Jeff, Nick...''Yes. I'm a little sad we have to leave but I miss everyone. Even if we've been gone for two days.''

Blaine slightly smiled and nodded, ‘'You eat and start packing. Don't hurry, though. We still have plenty of time. Just don't want to do anything last minute.''

Kurt nodded, ‘'Where are you going?''

‘'I'm going to get our clothes. After you passed out, I took them to the dry cleaning,'' Blaine said as he got up.

‘'Sorry...for passing out.''

‘'It's okay. You were tired. We built a kingdom of Codiness. It was a big day.''

Kurt smiled as Blaine exited the door. Something seemed off. He seemed...distant. Not even a goodbye kiss.

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Jeff looked out the window as he sat at a table in a cafe, waiting for his best friend. He watched as people passed by. Some freely and casually, some in a hurry. Soon, he would have to be the last. It's already mid-summer and he'll have to do something in the fall. He'll probably have to go to college. He hasn't talked to his parents yet. Right now, they're supporting him in Cantare and allowed him to live with his aunt, mother's sister, in LA. He wasn't sure, how they'd feel if he told them he wanted to stay for college as well.

Cantare was like a bonus job in an addition to school. Since he just graduated, he'd have to work on applications soon. The problem was, to where? He didn't want to abandon the choir and his friends.

He was so caught up in his thoughts that he didn't see the black haired boy approach.

‘'Hi. Sorry I'm late,'' Nick said as he sat down opposite Jeff, panting a little.

‘'I-It's okay. I don't mind...'' he trailed off, ‘'What are you so joyful about?'' Jeff asked as he narrowed his eyes and looked at Nick. He was blushing and his face was glowing.

‘'I had a date with Amy,'' Nick said out in a hurry.

Jeff's face fell for a second but he forced back a smile, showing support.

‘'She's an incredible person. She's so funny. We had so much fun. The time just flew by,'' Nick told excitedly.

‘'How did that happen?''

‘'I don't know...when I think about it...it just did. After Cantare practice, I asked for her number in case I have any ‘problems' and she did, we sort of started texting and today we just crossed paths. Decided to go to lunch and stuff.''

Jeff nodded and avoided eye contact. He didn't like this at all.

Seemed like the teacher was very irresponsible. She definitely remembered Nick from practice but still agreed for a date so quickly and with no doubt. No guilt and no professionalism.

Or maybe he was just looking for a reason to hate her...

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The way home was pretty uneventful.

Kurt kept trying to snuggle up to Blaine but nothing seemed to cheer him on. He was so restrained. Always lost in his thoughts. Seemed like he was in his own world.

Kurt had a new fantasy. He didn't know if he was in his right mind but he wanted it. He wanted to sleep with Blaine on the plane.

He kept thinking of ways to cling to Blaine but nothing worked. Kurt wanted to talk to him. Before the taxi dropped him off, he arranged dinner with Blaine this evening.

He climbed the stairs, searching through his bag for the keys. He turned the lock on his door but before he could open the door, he heard a lady speak, ‘'Kurt. I haven't seen you in such a long time.''

Of course. Kurt was so caught up in plans and had totally forgotten about Lydia. He forgot how nice it was to hear her voice. It was so soothing and made him happy.

‘'Hi, Lydia,'' Kurt greeted with a smile, ‘'I'm so sorry, I haven't been so present. I've been so busy with the choir and stuff.''

‘'It's okay. I understand. It's completely normal to be busy in your age. I was quite an occupied lady myself,'' she looked at Kurt's bag, ‘'You coming from somewhere?''

‘'Yes, actually,'' Kurt nodded, ‘'Would you like to come in?''

‘'Sure.''

Kurt went to his bedroom to drop off the bag and returned to the living room, ‘'I went to Catalina.''

‘'Is that so?'' Lydia smiled, ‘'How was it?''

‘'It was amazing,'' he sighed happily, ‘'It was my first time going somewhere by a boat, actually. It was very beautiful there. It was a short weekend and the time passed very quickly but I enjoyed every second.''

‘'That's good to hear. Who were you with?''

‘'My boyfriend.''

Lydia smiled and slowly lifted her eyebrows, ‘'I didn't know you had a boyfriend. Have you been together long?''

‘'One month.''

‘'Nice. Can I meet the young man?'' Lydia asked,  ‘'I don't want to be intrude and stuff but if no one has objections...I really care about you, Kurt, and I'd like to meet a man you love.''

‘'Of course. I'll ask him. We're meeting later today.''

‘'Okay.''

‘'I,'' Kurt pointed out his finger, ‘'got you something.''

‘'You didn't have to-‘'

‘'Don't worry, it's nothing big. I saw it and thought you might like it.''

Kurt went to his bedroom and came back with a little package. Lydia thanked and took the box. It was a necklace. And there was an oyster inside.

‘'Don't worry, it's not alive,'' Kurt teased.

Lydia chuckled and Kurt brought a knife to help open the oyster.

‘'The point in this is; there's a pearl inside the oyster. And the pearls have meanings written on the back of the package. You'll se what pearl you have and put it in the little charm on the necklace,'' he pointed to the chamber looking charm on the necklace, ‘'You'll place it inside and always remember the meaning of the pearl.''

‘'That's very unique. I've never seen necklaces like this. Thank you.''

Kurt struggled for a while to open the oyster but when he did, Lydia smiled and she saw a black pearl in it.

‘'Kurt...Black pearls are one of the rarest.''

‘'What does it say on the back? What does it mean?''

‘'It says...love.''

‘'Oh,'' Kurt smiled.

‘'Oh, my. I think I'm a bit old for that,'' Lydia laughed.

‘'Well, I think it doesn't necessarily mean a husband or something. A dog maybe? A new friend?''

Lydia smiled at Kurt. She couldn't stop smiling. Kurt was one of the kindest persons on this world. She was blessed to have him as a neighbor, renter and talk companion.

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Kurt tried to prepare very neatly for the dinner.

He wore his favourite outfit and made sure his hair was perfect and he was smelling good.

He had to seduce Blaine. Or at least find out what's up with him.

He glanced at the clock and there were a few more minutes until Blaine would pick him up. He grabbed his phone, keys and gift box and went downstairs.

‘'So,'' Kurt grinned as they sat at a table in an Italian restaurant, ‘'I realized that I didn't give you anything for our anniversary.''

‘'Kurt, you didn't have to get me anything. Just that you're here with me, gives me everything I want.''

Then why are you being so distant?

‘'Don't be ridiculous now. No matter how fabulous and awesome I am, everyone likes gifts.''

Blaine chuckled and nodded for Kurt to go ahead.

He brought a little box from beneath the table and handed it to Blaine. The hazel eyed boy opened it and grinned as he saw a gorgeous plaid bow tie. It was very colorful but not overwhelmingly; with greens, reds, blues and purples. This would look great with simple dress shirts.

‘'Thank you, Kurt. This is very sweet of you. Now I feel bad that I didn't bring you anything.''

‘'Blaine, seriously... you took me on several dates, you took me to an island and you're paying for this dinner. There's no need for more spoiling. I swear.''

They spent the rest of their dinner talking and enjoying themselves.

When they climbed into the car, before Blaine could start the car, Kurt stopped him with a steaming, hot kiss. He forced Blaine to his side.

So needy. Blaine grinned.

Kurt was tugging at his shirt and giving his everything into the kiss like this would be their last.

Blaine forced himself to pull off, ‘'I'm sorry, Kurt, but I'm tired.''

He wanted this so bad and it killed him to see Kurt's eyes suddenly so sad. It broke his heart.

He shrugged to get himself together and started the car. They didn't speak for the rest of the drive.

Blaine had to do this. For Kurt's sake.

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