Blaine was talking about his audition and his left hand was warm and inviting as he and Kurt held hands over the table. He was speaking enthusiastically with bright, wide eyes and a goofy grin. And Kurt was trying to listen. He really was! It was just hard to concentrate now that he was back with his boyfriend, sitting at their usual spot at the Lima Bean, after coming home very disappointed from NYC. Kurt's disappointment was vanishing rapidly though, because, now, he was here with Blaine again and nothing seemed to matter as they planned their summer together.

Well, there's also the fact that they totally just dropped the "L-bomb" on each other.

That confession, the saying of those three tiny words, was imperfectly timed if Kurt really thought about it. It was out of the blue, said in a local coffee shop, right after Kurt finished recounting his marvelous time at the Big Apple. The countertenor always envisioned the first time he said that to anyone but his family or friends to be more romantic, more sophisticated, with awfully cliché speeches and moonlight and roses and just all the works. But he couldn't really have cared less about that now. Not when he just shared that spontaneous moment with Blaine. Kurt had to admit, he completely admired Blaine's impulsiveness by saying the phrase out of the blue though, especially in public. To say that his heart found it "pleasant" would be an even bigger understatement than him saying he thought Wicked was "great". The fact that he just shared the moment with Blaine carried an entire weight of its own too, and Kurt mentally patted himself on the back for being able to work at their relationship, despite the history they shared.

Kurt could have lost himself in forever just thinking about that.

But now his boyfriend was looking strangely at him. One of Blaine's bushy, triangular eyebrows was quirked up and his lips were slightly pursed. Kurt smiled sweetly, trying to keep up the front that, yes, he totally knew what Blaine was talking about – even though he totally didn't.

"Kurt," Blaine said in an inquiring voice, "did you hear what I just said?"

The countertenor blinked a few times, leaving his smile plastered onto his face. "Of course I did!" he replied, his voice a few notches too high.

Blaine's expression clearly showed that he wasn't buying into any of Kurt's act though. His face didn't change much, other than the fact that it slightly betrayed that he was amused. "Oh really?" he asked then, challenge rising in his voice, "So you heard about the part where I said we should throw Thad into a jungle and make him create a dictionary for animals?"

Kurt swallowed. Okay, that was definitely not what he was suspecting. He didn't expect his dapper boyfriend to say such a thing, and now Kurt was wondering if Blaine was just messing around with him. (Though, the taller boy had to admit, he was biting back some giggles right now, because the thought of Thad near anything nature-related was just hilarious.)

Kurt was about to say something, anything, to get himself out of the hole he was in. But, thankfully, and before the countertenor could embarrass himself, Blaine stood up from his seat slightly and leaned across the table. Blaine pressed his lips gently against Kurt's once he was close enough. The pale boy was surprised by the gesture, but his breath was so taken away by the simple touch that he didn't mind. Instead, Kurt breathed in Blaine's scent. He took in the curly head's short giggle when his lips finally parted from Kurt's. He marveled at how flushed he was becoming since Blaine's hand tightened its grip on his.

After the Warbler pressed his soft lips once more to Kurt's, he dropped back into his seat. "You're cute when you think you're in trouble," the short boy admitted then, and a slow, toothy smile crept across his face. Red touched Blaine's cheeks in the most bashful way and Kurt couldn't help but redden at the sight too. He returned the shorter boy's grin with a sweet smile of his own.

Kurt chuckled softly before finally replying, "And you're just cute." The hand he had in Blaine's was tightened and his smile grew just a tiny bit.

Kurt watched as Blaine cupped his face with his hand and rested his arm on the table again. He looked at Kurt and tilted his head to the side at an acute angle. The paler boy was able to see the love and adoration in his boyfriend's eyes and Kurt's heart began to flutter in his chest the way it always did when he saw Blaine looking at him this way. Kurt kinda wished he could look into a mirror just so that he could perfectly mimic his boyfriend's expression right now. But, he was also kinda glad that he couldn't. He knew this expression well enough; he was the one giving similar ones (though those were filled with lust more than anything) to many failed crushes before. It was nice change to be on the receiving end now.

He and Blaine stared at each other for a long while in silence. Their eyes spoke in a way that most people's couldn't, and what they didn't say to each other was effectively said through this one look. They knew they'd eventually say all of these things out loud. But right now, with blue orbs meeting hazel ones, this one look, much like everything else, was enough.