DISCLAIMER: I own nothing. If I did, I wouldn't be a "fan" thus nullifying "fanfiction"...duh.

There were lawn signs. So many lawn signs all throughout the living room. And envelopes. Stuffed and unstuffed with election flyers and information packets. The mess made him antsy, but what the hell...it's for the good of democracy. His dad's campaign had taken over every inch of the house and nearly every other aspect of the family's life. But there was one thing the once far fetched campaign hadn't touched. And that thing was at the door.

Kurt meandered his way to the door in socked feet and opened it to reveal his best friend/boyfriend holding a backpack over his shoulder.

"Hello handsome." Blaine said with a smile as he kissed the taller boy on the cheek as he made his way into the house. "Wow," he said upon entering the home turned campaign headquarters. "Where do you guys sit?"

"Who has the time?" Kurt replied not entirely kidding. "How was SAT prep? Do you feel more prepared?"

"Blaine is to SAT prep, as evil kneivel is to watching paint dry." said Blaine as he dropped his back pack on the kitchen floor.

"What was that sweetie?" Kurt asked as he pulls two juices from the refrigerator handing Blaine one. They toasted and Blaine took a sip before explaining in his best high brow know-it-all-tone.

"It's an analogy Kurt. I learned all about them in my SAT prep class. So worth my parent's money. But it was part of the deal for going to McKinley so, eh. Your socks look comfy." Blaine noted when kurt put his feet on Blaine's leg from the other side of the table.

"They are. Maybe you should try wearing them sometime." The older boy replied snarkily as he leaned back to take another sip of his juice.

"Oh you're funny today." Blaine blushed.

"Just saying you're a member of New Directions not Vampire Weekend. And while I think your ankles are just darling; this is Ohio; and it will snow eventually." Kurt tried to keep a straight face as he teased his boyfriend. But he was simply too fond of the other boy to keep the teasing up for too long. He nudged him with his feet before putting them back on the ground and standing. He walked past Blaine and kissed him on the top of the head before grabbing his hand and pulling him out of the chair.

Blaine got up and followed his boyfriend out of the room like a little puppy. He knew where they were going and ever since they begun having sex a week prior, They had taken every opportunity to try and get better at it. And with an hour until Finn got home from football and Burt and Carole in a neighboring county talking to a retirement home the house was all theirs. An hour would be more than enough time for 2 teenage boys who had just begun having sex 6 days ago.

Kurt and Blaine were redressed and sitting at the kitchen table 55 minutes later. They were stuffing campaign envelopes and discussing the merits of a national political campaign.

"And obviously I'm going to have to make Carole a little more Jackie Kennedy and a little less Kate Gosselin. Oh my god can you imagine if she became friends with Michele Obama!" Kurt's wheels were visibly turning and he drifted off into space lost in his revelry.

"Maybe your dad can re-appropriate tax dollars for a plane ticket so I can come visit you in New York. Because a Kurt Hummel who doesn't get his way is a pretty big threat to national security." Blaine joked with a smirk on his face. Kurt's however fell instantly. "Wow, okay not so funny. No offence." Blaine put his hands in the air in mock surrender.

Kurt put down the envelope he was stuffing and looked at his hands. "It's not that. I am a holy terror when I don't get my way, no qualms there. I'm just really gonna miss you when I go to college."

"Calm down buddy we have months before you leave. And we'll see each other all of the time I'm sure. I'll go to New York to look at schools. Then I'll stay with you and you'll show me all your haunts. Then you'll be home for Thanksgiving then Christmas, then on spring break I'll cut school and we can go on a wild adventure, then next thing you know I've graduated, it's Summer and we're on our way! It'll fly by, you'll see." Blaine said with a genuine smile on his face and his hand on his boyfriend's forearm.

"I really love you. Like, a lot." The blue eyed boy said.

"Huh. Not really so much on my end." The hazel eyes responded jokingly.

"Oh wow Curly! Now you're the one who's funny today." Kurt replied as he pinched Blaine's side.

Blaine jumped and answered "No Hummel, I'm funny every day." Feeling bold he ruffled Kurts hair and ran into the living room dodging election signs and his very fast, very agile boyfriend.

Back on the kitchen floor, unbeknownst to Blaine, he was getting a phone call from a very persistent, and sufficiently skeezy warbler. He'd deal with that later.