Another Angle – New York:

            “You’re going to spend an awful lot of time away.”

            Kurt smiled at his boyfriend pouting comfortably spread around his bed. He put more items on his suitcase and approached Blaine:

            “I know honey; but there’s no way I could not go.”

            “I’m not asking that. It’s just that I’ll miss you a lot. I wish I could be there with you or something. It’s good to have a boyfriend; especially when said boyfriend is you.”

            Kurt smiled and crawled over Blaine:

            “I’ll miss you more than you can imagine.”

            There was so much more that Kurt wanted to say with that little sentence. He wished Blaine could guess how much he missed him every day; how he thought of going back to Dalton just to be with him. Simply put: Kurt knew he was in love but was too scared to say it to Blaine. He had spent so many times this year making things up in his mind about Blaine that now he needed to be careful. Things were wonderful and Kurt didn’t want to scare him away with a word said on the wrong time.

            Kurt’s hopes were high about summer time; he would see Blaine more often and their relationship would change for the better. Maybe before the time they would have to go back to school Kurt would have managed the courage to confess his true feelings. Tonight, the eve before Kurt was leaving town, he would just enjoy Blaine’s company and relax in his embrace.

*

            Blaine was glad he had so much to study for Dalton; this way he had less time to miss Kurt. He was very proud of his boyfriend for being in New York competing at the Nationals Show Choir competition; but he was also a little jealous and feeling lonely. Wes and David were about to graduate and then Dalton would finish its transformation from best school in the world to a place to remember people who moved away. Blaine was less than enthusiastic about that…

            To brighten his day; his phone started buzzing announcing a call from Kurt.

            “Hi handsome; it’s so good to hear your voice.”

            “Blaine! I can’t stop thinking about you: New York is fantastic and I spend all the time wishing you were here with me to see the things I’m seeing.”

            Blaine smiled fondly:

            “I miss you every minute too; Dalton is kind of empty without you.”

            “Aw honey; that’s so sweet. But let me tell about the things I’m seeing around here: everything is so perfect and people seem much more... how I can put it… civilized! Now; I’m whiling to see 5th Avenue and Broadway to make my trip almost perfect. Because, you know, it would just be perfect if you were here.”

            “Let’s make a deal: I’ll take you one day to New York and take you to a Broadway show.”

            Blaine could hear the smile in Kurt’s voice:

            “That would be dreamy. I’ll hold you to that.”

            “You can: it would be dreamy for me too.”

            Kurt emitted a high squeak:

            “Blaine; there’s a gay couple holding hands on the street right now and no one is casting them a dirty look! I so want to move here…”

            “Why don’t I move in with you and I can hold your hand.”

            “I’m being serious, Blaine.”

            “Who said I’m not? My dream is to work with musical theater and where better than Broadway?”

            Kurt voice seemed a little broken by then:

            “What are the odds that I’d find a boyfriend with the same dreams as me in Lima, Ohio?”

            “Maybe we are meant to be, gorgeous.”

            Had he gone too far with his last sentence? Blaine felt each day closer to Kurt than the day before; if that was even possible… However, he never had his doubts clarified because Kurt’s answer took another way:

            “So sorry honey; I have to hung-up because Mr. Schue is calling us now. I don’t have much free time around here; but I’ll call you whenever possible. I miss you so much.”

            “Go get them. I miss you too.”

            The I love you that was hanging from Blaine’s tongue was left unsaid one more time. He was still afraid of Kurt’s reaction and not yet 100% positive about his feelings. Anyway; he was very sure that during a phone call was not the moment he had pictured to say it for the first time. If time could only run a little faster…

*

            Kurt liked being roomed with the girls; but one thing hit his nerves: having to share the bathroom with so many vanities. On the other hand; he’d rather put fire to his scarves collection to thinking about the state the boy’s bathroom would be by then. He resigned to waking up 5 am to have the bathroom just for him for as long as he wanted.

            Actually, he was quite happy: he was in his dream city, the New Directions was one of the top fifty show choir on the country and his fabulous boyfriend would send him a cute text every other hour. Dreams were coming true for Kurt Hummel. And what was he doing about it? Seriously; he was in New York City, for crying out loud, and the best thing he could be doing was really combing his hair to perfection?

            That was not the true New York spirit and Kurt wouldn’t let the city down. He’d seize the day and he had some idea how. He only needed a partner in crime with the same fierceness as him. Only one girl could understand his mind at that moment: Rachel Berry, today’s your luck day. They’d have breakfast at Tiffany’s and he would turn her into the perfect Audrey Hepburn.

*

            Blaine was, at the same time, excited and a little blue about that day; just like he’d been that whole week. It was Wes’ and David’s graduation and his friends would be moving together out of town the next day. Not to mention Kurt still being away.

            Dalton had special blazers for days like that and Blaine took more time than usual to get ready and leave the house. When he arrived; the graduation ceremony had already started. He tried to be as discrete as possible as he sat on the back of the auditorium next to Trent.

            “Have they already appeared?”

            Trent smiled at him:

            “Glad you could make it. I think they’ll start to call the students as the next thing.”

            The ceremony was simple but emotional; Dalton gave a home-like atmosphere for its students. Blaine said hello to a few of other Warblers that were there for their friends and congratulated Wes’ and David’s parents. Both of the boys passed him and David said while running to another room:

            “Blaine, you are our little brother. Wait for us here and we’ll have one hell of a celebration.”

            Soon enough, the three of them were on their way to David’s house. His parents had left town to drive his grandmother home and he had already made plans for a party that night. So, the three musketeers were in charge of getting everything ready for later.

            David opened the door to him already handing him a beer:

            “Call your parents and tell them you’re spending the night: I’m planning on putting a lot of booze in your system tonight and none of us want you behind the wheel after that.”

            Blaine smirked:

            “Look at that! Who would say that all you needed was a diploma to start being a responsible man.”

            Wes was right behind David and started laughing really loud:

            “Well, don’t keep your hopes up-high Blaine-boy; I’m still the same dork I was yesterday.”

            Blaine laughed:

            “I won’t wait for you to begin growing up because, although I’m young; I don’t have all that time.”

            Wes engulfed him in a bear-hug that also involved messing up with Blaine’s hair:

            “I’ll miss you and your obliviousness. Speaking of which; where’s your better half?”

            “In New York for Nationals.”

            David said a little disappointed:

            “We should be there with him…”

            Wes went to hug David instead:

            “Don’t worry my friend: we’ll have the best party ever tonight and Kurt will be the one missing out. What was he thinking when he left Blaine alone in our power?”

            Blaine raised his hands in alarm:

            “I won’t do anything I’ll regret tonight boys; I’m whipped.”

            David and Wes exchanged a conspiratorial look.

            “David, did you remember some months ago when Blaine would swear he and Kurt were nothing more than friends?”

            “If my memory doesn’t betray me; I remember it well, my dear Wes. However, I’m of the opinion that you did pretty well by getting those two together…”

            Blaine interrupted him:

            “Wes got us together? Where does my natural magnetism enters this tale?”

            Wes laughed:

            “You and your ego can thank me later; now let’s start working or there’ll be no time.”

            Wes let David go ahead and begin the hard work as he put Blaine aside:

            “Seriously now; I can’t leave town without knowing how things between you and Kurt really are.”

            “They couldn’t be better. I have a strong suspicious that I’m in love with him.”

            “Well, that I’ve known since the both of you laid eyes on each other for the first time. But if you weren’t Captain Oblivious; you wouldn’t be the Blaine-boy I know. I’m proud of how much you’ve grown.”

            Blaine felt his eyes began to moister. Boy; how’d he miss those two!

*

            Kurt wished he wasn’t in such a crowded room to make this call; so, the hotel corridor was the best option he had. He took his phone with him and dialed Blaine who answered on the second ring:

            “Kurt! How are things?”

            “Hi honey; everything is…okay, I guess. Why there’s so much noise around you?”

            “I’m at David’s and Wes’ graduation party. But that’s not important; why are you so blue?”

            “We lost and things are kind of chaotic around here. I wish I could see you.”

            “I wish I could hug you now.”

            Kurt’s heart warmed at that statement. He could never get used to the way Blaine made him feel adored and taken care of. He smiled widely:

            “Can I see you tomorrow?”

            “I have to buy some sheet music for an audition the day after tomorrow; I can’t postpone.”

            “Can I go with you? Maybe grab a cup of coffee and tell you all about my trip.”

            Kurt could tell Blaine was smiling:

            “That would be great. How about I pick you up at five tomorrow? You’ll have arrived and won’t need to drive.”

            “It’s a date! You’re the best.”

            “No gorgeous; you are. See you tomorrow.”

*

            That wasn’t the way Blaine had planned but things turned out for the best. He was just absorbed watching Kurt tell his stories about the trip when the words escaped Blaine. Not that they weren’t true, but he kind of wanted to make a special thing out of it. After all, Kurt made him feel special.

            But the better part was Kurt saying it back. All the time they had took to find each other and sorting things out had paid off. Kurt loved him. KURT FREAKING HUMMEL loved him. He couldn’t believe his luck.

            They were walking around the sheet music store and Kurt was concentrated looking at the musicals section. He looked so beautiful when he wasn’t worrying about anything but yet was serious. Blaine hurried to get closer to him and grab his hand just because.

*

            Kurt was in the passenger seat of Blaine’s car carefully analyzing every trace of his boyfriend’s face as he drove. Blaine had so often lived in Kurt’s dream (even before they met and Kurt longed for someone just like Blaine) that sometimes he had trouble believing they were really dating. The marvelous part about it was that he could also make Blaine happy and that day he had the confirmation.

            Blaine parked the car and turned to him:

            “I missed you so much this week.”

            Kurt smiled and whispered before capturing his lips in a kiss:

            “Me too; even the best city in the world is nothing compared to you.”

            They stood a couple of minutes with their foreheads touching and just breathing each other. Until tiredness finally took over Kurt and he left the car promising he’d accompany Blaine to his audition the next day. Now there had found each other; Kurt wouldn’t let him go.

            Kurt entered slowly in his room and took a look around recognizing all the things he’d been away from that week. He took a longer time with the pictures; pictures of New Directions, the Warblers, his family (old and new), Pavarotti and Blaine (so many pictures of Blaine). Kurt remembered all he had been through this year and how much he had grown. From the bullied boy to a healed man with hopes and dreams. Blaine was part of most of them and had been a crucial element of Kurt’s grown; or was it the other way around and Kurt could only had found Blaine because he was growing? Anyway, Blaine was now in his life and that made him happier than ever.

            He took his phone from his pocket and typed a quick message to his boyfriend:

            Just to say I love you because now I can, XXX your Kurt.

            He sent the message and lay in his bed with a huge grin on his face: from then on, Kurt wouldn’t be alone anymore.