"That is easily the most hideous couch I've ever seen. There is no way I will live in an apartment if that is in it," Kurt exclaimed, staring down at the puke green couch with weird brown patterns intertwined into it.

"Awww, come on, babe. It's not that bad. And feel how comfy it is!" Blaine argued back.

"Nope. No way. I don't care if it feels like I'm floating on a cloud. It's me or the couch," Kurt retorted.

"Fine. Couch it is! I think I'll name it Herbert. Hello, Herbert! Welcome to the family!" Blaine joked, jumping onto the couch and snuggling into it.

"You are mentally insane. How did I overlook that fact when I agreed to move in with you?" Kurt said, walking away from Blaine and the couch in the furniture store, making his way toward more modern pieces that would look great with the other furniture he had already picked out for their new home.

It had only been a week since Blaine had surprisingly showed up in New York City, serenaded Kurt at NYU, and asked him to move in with him. Kurt instantly agreed, and they had hurried to get the new apartment ready to live in. Until then, Blaine was staying in the dorm with Kurt, who had a single room. Kurt had never been happier than at the prospect of living in a high class New York apartment with his extremely attractive, talented, funny, famous boyfriend.

Blaine was equally excited at the idea of starting over, a new life with Kurt, in a brand new city that he was quickly falling in love with. He originally only moved to New York to be with Kurt, who he decided he just couldn't live without, but almost instantly realized the attraction of the city, as well. Blaine had everything he had ever dreamed of. He couldn't be happier.

The two boyfriends were easily adjusting to their new lives together. When Kurt went to class, Blaine met with various people he worked with, his publicist, manager, agent, record label company, and many, many more, setting up arrangements for his new work location. He was also meeting with local clubs and bars, making acquaintances so that he could play local shows to keep cash flow coming in. Every one he met with already knew who he was, though, so he knew booking shows wouldn't be a problem.

When Kurt got done with classes, Blaine would always be back in his dorm room, waiting for him, and then they would go get dinner and snuggle up for the night, watching movies, talking, or singing songs. And some nights they would go out with Mercedes, shopping, going to a movie, or just walking around the city. It had only been a week, but they just knew that this was going to work out. They could feel it.

And now, they were in the middle of a furniture store, trying to pick out their last piece of furniture for their apartment- a couch. They were planning on moving in to their new place together the next day, and Kurt wanted everything to be finished and perfect before they did. It was a Saturday, so they had the whole day to shop and just wander around the city together.

Blaine jumped up from the couch and ran after this boyfriend, wrapping his arms around him from behind, snuggling his face into Kurt's neck.

"As if I could choose a piece of furniture over you. You're way more fun to snuggle in to," Blaine whispered into Kurt's ear.

"Well, I'm glad I have something going for me," Kurt replied, sarcastically.

"You have everything going for you, Kurt Hummel. You're perfect... at least, in my eyes you are," Blaine said, completely serious, turning Kurt around to face him.

Kurt leaned down and pressed a quick kiss to Blaine's lips.

"I love you," Kurt said, as he pulled back from the kiss.

"And I love you."

"Come on. Let's go find this couch so that we can finally be done and just relax for the rest of the day," Kurt said, grabbing Blaine's hand, continuing his search for the perfect couch.

They ended up finding a nice, black, leather couch about thirty minutes later. It was chic enough for Kurt and comfy enough for Blaine, so it was settled.

"What do you want to do now?" Kurt questioned. Blaine was still new to the city, so he wanted to make sure that he had the chance to go out and explore and do what he wanted to do for a little while.

"I want to take my gorgeous boyfriend to get ice cream, then walk around Central Park for a little while," Blaine said, after thinking over his options for a minute. There was just so much to do in New York City!

"Sounds lovely. Let's go."

As they set off to the ice cream shop, they didn't notice the five or so paparazzi who were quietly following them, taking pictures any time the two men held hands or leaned in for a kiss.

The next morning, Blaine woke up relatively early and ran out to the nearest store to buy a Sunday paper. He slipped out of the dorm room quietly, careful to not wake Kurt up, then walked down the street to purchase his paper.

He was not surprised at all to find that his face was on the front page of the paper. He was used to seeing his face in random places now. Fame had its perks and it had its downsides, and this was just one of those downsides that he had gotten used to after a while.

What did surprise Blaine, though, was that Kurt was also in the picture. Kissing him.

He began to skim the article. "Blaine Anderson, California superstar, moves to a new city to be with his new beau. Apparently, he shows no fear in publicly showing affection to his new boy toy. How long do you think this relationship will last? Who is this mystery man? How did they meet? Is this the same boy that was seen kissing Blaine just a month ago in LA?"

Blaine stopped reading. This article really pissed him off. He was happy to see his kiss with Kurt in LA in magazines, because he wanted to show off his new boyfriend. But now, he just wanted a life with Kurt in NYC. He didn't want to drag Kurt into all the paparazzi and media and attention. He wanted to walk hand in hand with the man he loved and not have to worry about who was taking pictures and judging them. He didn't want people invading Kurt's life like they had done to him. He felt horrible. And he had no idea how he would break it to Kurt.

Blaine decided he'd better just face it already, and began the walk back to NYU.

Kurt had woken up only minutes after Blaine left, and decided to wander down to the cafeteria to get them both coffee for when Blaine got back.

"Hi, Kurt!" A boy Kurt barely knew greeted him.

Confused, Kurt replied,

"Umm... hi?"

"What are you doing next weekend? We should hang out some time," The boy continued, falling in to step with Kurt as Kurt continued to walk toward the cafeteria.

"Sure? I guess. What's your name again? Sorry."

"Oh, I'm Mike! Sorry, I didn't think to introduce myself."

"Oh, well, Mike. It's nice to meet you. Maybe I'll see you around."

With that, Kurt sped up, leaving the boy behind, feeling awkward about the random exchange that had just happened.

The cafeteria wasn't much better. At least five more people came up to Kurt, introducing themselves and asking to hang out with him some time. Why was he suddenly so popular?

Kurt shrugged it off and made his way back to his dorm room, coffee in hand.

Blaine was back, and he was sitting on his bed, a grim look on his face.

"Oh no. What's wrong?" Kurt asked, hurriedly making his way to the bed and sitting down next to Blaine, placing their coffees on his desk along the way.

"Am I that transparent?" Blaine questioned.

"Yes. But only to me, because I know you so well," Kurt replied, shrugging.

"Now tell me what's wrong."

"Well, there's something you should see," Blaine said, pulling the newspaper out from behind his back and handing it to Kurt.

Kurt glanced down at it, his eyes opening wide in shock.

"Seriously? Another picture of us kissing? Jeez! Calm down, perverts!" Kurt exclaimed.

Blaine couldn't help but laugh, but instantly became quiet again, knowing this would take some time for Kurt to adjust to.

Then, a sudden realization hit Kurt.

"That explains why everyone was so friendly to me this morning."

"Wait... what?"

"I went to get us coffee this morning, and like, six people I had never met before were suddenly my new best friends. They must have seen me in the paper and now they want to use me because I'm famous by association. They want to get close to you, or something. Ughhhh, this sucks!" Kurt exclaimed, leaning into Blaine's side.

Blaine instantly wrapped an arm around Kurt and pulled him close, trying his best to comfort him.

"I know. It does suck. I'm so sorry that I dragged you into all of this. I understand if you just want to call it quits," Blaine said, face down, tears forming in his eyes.

Kurt jumped up at that so that he was standing directly in front of Blaine. He grabbed Blaine's face and lifted it so that Blaine was looking directly into Kurt's eyes.

"Hey. I'll have none of that, now. I want to be with you. I chose to be with you. I knew it was going to be rough. I mean, the situation has gotten somewhat better by you being in the same city as me, now, but I knew that people would pry into my life. But, like I told you this summer- I'm going to be famous one day anyway. At least now I can ease myself into it, in a way. I want to be with you. Nothing will keep me from you."

Kurt had his argue-with-me-and-I-will-cut-you bitch face on, so Blaine knew to just nod and accept it, wondering internally how he had become so lucky.

"I guess it's good that we're moving off campus today. It will be easier ignoring all of the crazy people I go to school with if I'm not living and eating with them on a daily basis. I can just see them in class, then come back home to you," Kurt reassured Blaine, smiling warmly.

"I feel like I'm stealing your college experience," Blaine said, sadly.

"Maybe you are. I don't know. I don't really care. You're giving me a whole new experience that most people don't get to have, and I wouldn't trade it for anything in the world."

Kurt leaned in, giving Blaine a quick kiss on the nose, then walked over to his desk to grab their coffees.

"Now, drink this before it gets cold. You've got to have energy so we can move in to our new apartment!" Kurt exclaimed, excitedly.

So Blaine gratefully took his coffee, and began to make plans with Kurt for their day, talking excitedly about everything they would do, as if none of the drama had even happened.

A/N: Yay! I'm finally working on the sequel! I finished exams, and I'm still super busy with packing and such, but I had some free time tonight and decided to go ahead and write the first chapter. I have the entire sequel outlined, but I'll still take suggestions from you guys! I love to hear what you guys want to see happen! So review and let me know what you think!

Hope you guys like it!

Disclaimer: I don't own Glee or any of these characters.