TMWYK

A/N: Here we are. It's the end. I have a hard time ending stories usually but at the end I'm proud of them. I think what sucks is I feel like this was rushed, and it is partly because I haven't really had the time to write like I want to (I'm sorry) But, I would like to thank you for coming on this long as hell journey with me and I hope it was an enjoyable one for you. I love you guys.

Epilogue

Kurt expects it to be hard.

It's two fucking years away from someone he finally admits to himself that he's in love with. A stupid kid with a bad attitude and very little regard for anyone else is the person he falls for, and Kurt wants to be confused by that and he wants to call himself an idiot for allowing it to happen but he really can't. Blaine Anderson is also beautiful and he's honestly a man who would sacrifice anything for someone he cares about and to Kurt, Blaine Anderson is totally worth it.

Well, it was without a doubt hard. But Kurt expected it to be harder.

He expects having to deal with distance and more immaturity and break ups, and meeting new guys who have more to offer and provide things that the guy he loves can't, but that isn't the case at all.

In the beginning it is hard. Kurt gets to New York and it seems like everything is in vain. He doesn't get the part he auditions for—the one that Rachel had basically demanded he fly to New York for in the first place. Kurt had a feeling he wouldn't, so he doesn't see it as much of a loss.

He calls Blaine to tell him as much. In his hand is the gift that Blaine got him before he left, and he's been holding off on opening it because he really doesn't need to miss him anymore than he already does, but Kurt believes that opening it will lift his spirits. It's only been a few days back, but Kurt could definitely use some spirit lifting. But when Blaine answers the phone, he's with Andrew, his boyfriend, and Kurt feels like an absolute dumbass.

He's already doing what he feared. He's hanging on to a guy six years younger than him, which is—whether or not Kurt wants to admit—almost a generation after his, and it's ridiculous. It's more than ridiculous. Blaine deserves a guy like Andrew and Kurt needs to acknowledge that what they did and had was great while it lasted, but it's been time to move on.

Despite all of their problems, he fell for Blaine and it really was great.

But he doesn't really get a chance to move on.

Blaine's calling him constantly. He emails. He texts. He sends pictures (not the dirty kind, just of him with Lily or of him holding up his report card—all passing grades, thank goodness). He tries to get Kurt to come to his graduation, offering to send a ticket if he'd give his address, but at that point Kurt has landed a role in an Off-Broadway show that lasts a few months and he's even got an agent (!) so he really can't. Blaine seems happier and more proud of Kurt than he is to actually get his diploma, and Kurt can't help but smile at that.

They'd been communicating through emails mostly—sometimes through text messages, but never over the phone. Kurt found that when he talks to Blaine on the phone, he's usually roped into a conversation that he really doesn't want to have. But as of late, things seem to be ok. Kurt never asks about Andrew, but he hopes things are going well for them, and though Blaine often questions his former teacher about his dating life, Kurt maintains the fact that he's only been on coffee dates with a cast member who seems to like him, and a lot, but he won't let it progress.

But now it's summer. Blaine's enjoying his time at his community college—he's making friends and he's getting along well with his professors (not as well as I got along with you, he'd tell Kurt over a text, making sure to include a winking emoji, but I go to class and turn in assignments and they actually respect me) and Burt even calls one evening to say he's hired Blaine part-time. Kurt has yet to hear that from Blaine himself, but he's proud of him nonetheless.

Because of it, he actually picks up the call when Blaine dials his number. It's a stormy evening in early July and Kurt is in his apartment with his script in his lap and a glass of wine in hand when he answers.

It's really the moment that everything changes. Kurt goes from thinking that Blaine will be one of his close friends to knowing that he'll be something more, and for some odd reason, despite them being miles apart, he's ok with that.

"You answered," Kurt can hear the smile on Blaine's lips as he says it. He can almost see it. "Wow. I'm shocked. I don't know what to say."

Kurt laughs a little and sits up on his couch. Santana is here, and she's drooling on one of his sofa pillows as she 'naps', but he doesn't really have the strength to care right now. All of it is put into not saying something stupid on this phone call. "Don't make me regret answering."

"Never," Blaine says quickly. "I just… yeah. I miss you. I'm happy—No, I'm thrilled to hear your voice, Kurt."

Kurt smiles at that, his eyes closed as he lets the beautiful voice fills his ears. Blaine sounds older—somehow more mature in the few months since he's actually spoken to him, and he wants to see him in person. He wants to know if Blaine's changed at all. He often mentions being in the gym and in one of the pictures he had a bit of stubble, and Kurt realizes he really, really misses him.

"I miss you, too. And whatever happened to 'Mr. H'?"

Blaine laughed and it was the most beautiful thing he's ever heard. Kurt has to wonder if he's the 24 year-old here or if he's actually 13. "That's your dad, now. Nick and Jeff call him it and now I can't even imagine calling you Mr. H anymore."

"Ew," Kurt says maturely.

"Exactly." Blaine stops for a beat. "But yeah, I really do miss you. I've… I don't know if it's too early but, I mean one day, I really want to come to New York. Just for a couple of days, when I'm not busy with classes or work or anything," he says. Kurt listens closely. He can't say it isn't a fantasy he's played out in his minds a couple times. "And I could take you out for dinner before I see your show. Just a thought."

Kurt hummed softly before he couldn't help the smile breaking onto his face. "I'll make you a deal."

Blaine laughed. "Make it a good one, then. You know how long I've been waiting to actually be able to take you out…"

"True," Kurt couldn't stop the smile on his face, and he was seriously trying to. "Well I'll tell you what— if you can do well enough to average a B in your classes this semester, then I have no problem buying a couple tickets for you."

"That sounds like blackmail."

"Oh, but it's the good kind," Kurt said quickly. "It's promoting positivity. You can't shoot me for that."

Blaine sighed. "Fine. I agree. And I get to see you twice? Yeah, definitely a deal."

Kurt raised an eyebrow as he stood up, dropping his script into his spot. Santana stretched her feet out and got comfortable, and Kurt had to roll his eyes at the freeloader. "Why would you be seeing it twice? The other ticket was supposed to be for your boyfriend. Don't be greedy."

There was a slight pause and then a hint of laughter. "I have a boyfriend?"

Kurt walked towards the kitchen. Um. Yes, the last time he checked, Blaine was definitely seeing that kid from Dalton. "Andrew? The one you took to prom."

"Oh please," Blaine sounded as if he was waving the idea off. "He left for college and that was barely a relationship. I sucked at it because I was thinking about you for a majority of the day. He wasn't stupid."

Kurt leant against his fridge and shook his head. "Are you serious? All this time I thought you were with him. You haven't said otherwise…"

"I haven't been thinking about him, Kurt. And I didn't think you were either. Don't you have Kevin?"

Kurt smiled. "You know I'm not seeing anyone, B. I can't handle that. I'm still getting over Sebastian."

Blaine chuckled. "Makes sense."

"So we're definitely on, right? You intend to pass with flying colors?"

"Definitely."

Kurt ignored the speeding up of his heart and the obnoxious sound the rhythm made in his ears. Still, the grin covered his lips. "I can't wait. So were you intending on telling me my dad hired you at the shop or are we going to have tons of secrets?"

Blaine laughed. "Oh yeah. I mean I didn't think much of it. He's a great guy and he's been looking out for me since you left, you know? He thinks my parents are a joke and so do I pretty much, and he needed the extra help for a few hours and I'm saving for when I move there so… it all worked out."

Kurt nodded. "Sounds good."

"Wes' parents paid me back before graduation and I traded my motorcycle in for a car, like I told you. I'm not doing too bad for myself financially since my classes aren't expensive and things are actually looking up."

"And you're not seeing anyone?"

Blaine's voice deepened. "The only person I want to see is you and I mean that."

Kurt bit his lip, shaking his head and looking in the fridge. Now was a good time to start throwing something together for dinner. Thunder crashed outside and he jumped a little, but the sound reminded him of a time with Blaine back when he was actually trying to fight his feelings for him, and now he couldn't help but smile. History was sort of repeating itself. "Two years is a long time to wait."

"I'm aware," Blaine said. "But you have to realize you're worth the wait, dummy."

Kurt smirked. "How're Cooper and Lily?"

"They're doing ok," Blaine said. "He and Lily's mom are trying to work out their differences."

Kurt nodded. "And Nick and Jeff?"

"Still assholes."

"But you love them."

Blaine was slow to answer, but eventually he agreed. "Thank you for answering."

Kurt placed ingredients on the counter as he closed his eyes. "Thanks for calling."

-x-

Time continued to pass just like that—slowly, but promising.

Kurt had gotten mostly positive reviews, but there were a few that said it was clear that he needed to get back into practice of being on stage. Because of that, he worked harder.

He spent a lot of time on the phone with Blaine, usually at night when they were both free. It resulted in a lot of sleepy days where he had to walk around with a mug of coffee glued to his hand to stay awake, but then that night would come and he didn't learn a thing.

Rachel and Santana were suspicious, as was Sam. Kurt kept his business to himself. He didn't need to tell them everything—especially not this, and they didn't need to know anything until he was ready.

But it was hard.

-x-

Blaine got all Bs and a B+ in his classes and Kurt really was proud of him. It had been five months since they'd seen each other, and with Blaine about to go into his fall semester at Springfield, he didn't want to miss the opportunity to see Kurt before he got way too busy. Besides, the next two weeks would be the last two that Kurt's show was running, and even though his agent got him auditions lined up for afterwards, Blaine wanted to see him in this one.

Blaine ended up flying to New York on a Friday morning. Kurt was a little more than nervous as he waited at the airport. He didn't know how he was supposed to act… he and Blaine weren't exactly just friends. Their texts tended to tread the line of innocent flirting and dirty from time to time, and there had been a couple phone calls where Kurt slipped and called him 'baby', but they weren't exactly… labeled, Kurt didn't think.

So now with Blaine walking towards him in a plain crew neck T-shirt and a red cardigan over it, navy blue denim jeans, and red Timberland boots, Kurt had to tell himself not to do what he actually wanted to do in this situation. He wanted to wrap his arms around Blaine and kiss him hello; to grab a hold of those curls and thread them through his fingers, to feel Blaine's hands on his hips, but. No. He couldn't. He opted to smile back, not as wide as Blaine was smiling now because his face would probably split, but wide nonetheless.

The hug he was wrapped up in made Kurt weak in the knees. Immediately he regretted not stealing something from Blaine because he missed the smell of the boy's cologne and everything about this, and as he hugged him back, he had to remind himself that they were friends. They still had 19 months of separation to go through.

It didn't take long for them both to forget about that.

Maybe it was awkward at first, but that was mainly because Kurt was stuck in the mindset of having to look over his shoulder and worry about someone seeing them, but it was fine because Blaine wasn't his student anymore and he wasn't breaking any laws. This was fine. Blaine teased him about it a bit, but eventually they both got to relax and grab a bite to eat at one of Kurt's favorite diners.

And then they were back at Kurt's apartment and, yeah. 'Just friends' was apparently the last thing on either of their minds.

Kurt didn't know how it happened, but he definitely blamed Blaine as he kissed his way down the tattoos of his arms. Neither of them lasted fifteen minutes before they were in his bed undressing, and Kurt definitely couldn't resist Blaine's begging and the way he said he'd been replaying their first time over and over and over again in his mind when he touched himself at night. Kurt had no reserve and it wasn't fair. Blaine wasn't fair.

They were sweaty half an hour later and tangled up in one another. Kurt's lips moved over Blaine's arms in soft kisses as the teen held him, smiling to himself and humming softly.

"How much do you trust me?" he asked.

Kurt opened his eyes and looked up at him. "I trust you."

"A lot?"

Kurt smiled and rolled over onto his back, grabbing the sheets to throw over them. "I trust you a lot. We've both done some growing up."

Blaine nodded as he stared up at the ceiling. "I meant to tell you that you have a lovely place here but I was too busy blowing you."

Kurt tried his best not to laugh but he couldn't help it. "Were you going somewhere with the whole trust question or …?"

"I was," Blaine said. "I don't know. I just don't want to leave New York not your boyfriend, but I'm guessing it'd be hard for you to trust me enough to be your boyfriend from that far away. All the way in Ohio, while you could be dating guys here. There're cute guys everywhere."

Kurt shook his head. "You're the cutest."

"I'm also a couple months shy of 19 and in community college while you're an up and coming theater actor. The two don't compare."

"It'd be nice if you could ask me to be your boyfriend without bashing yourself," Kurt thought aloud. He turned and looked at Blaine who eventually did the same, and when their eyes locked he leant in to kiss him. There was a faint taste of bitterness on his lips that almost made Kurt blush as he pulled away, and Blaine cupped his cheek, waiting expectantly. "I know I said things when you were in high school and when I was your teacher, and maybe it'd be smart of me to stick by that because you're still younger and somewhere inside of me I have those same fears, but then again, I'm smart enough to acknowledge that I'm never going to feel what I feel with you with anyone else, Blaine. I'd be so, so stupid to let you walk away." He smiled when Blaine stared at him; a look of adoration in his eyes. "To let someone else have you…. I can't do that. I can't be that dumb."

"You mean that?"

Kurt nodded, kissing his chin. "I mean it."

Blaine stared into his eyes. "I really am crazy about you."

He moved in and connected their lips. It was a soft kiss that didn't progress past anything but firm mouths pressed against the other, but Blaine could feel so much from it. They hadn't had this closeness since their first time together in Cincinnati and that was the highlight of Blaine's life. There wasn't a question about it. But if he could have Kurt now, he would have a highlight reel.

"I feel the same about you," Kurt said quickly so that there was no hesitation. "And I really would love to be with you. The question is do we tell people now or wait until you're in New York…"

Blaine was quiet for a moment. He'd love to brag to Nick and Jeff and to the twins (especially the twins) and fucking everyone that he'd won Kurt and he was the one that would get to make him happy for years to come, but at the same time, they did have to play this smart. "Waiting might be the smartest thing even though it would kill me."

Kurt nodded agreement. "I think not being with you is what would kill me."

Blaine smiled and rolled back over. "Ah. To think you used to play so hard to get."

Kurt laughed as he trailed his hands down the teen's chest. That wasn't even remotely true. "I was merely trying my best not to ruin our lives. But, I have to say I'm happy that you were as persistent as you were."

Blaine nodded. "I'm a man who goes for what he wants, and pouts until he gets it."

Kurt smiled at him. "So you're definitely mine, right?"

Blaine shivered at the feeling of Kurt's lips on his earlobe as the question was asked. He nodded to himself and smiled. There was a soft hand moving beneath the sheets down towards his navel, and then past there, and he couldn't help but moan as he replied vocally.

"I'm—I'm definitely yours. But first…"

Kurt peeked up and smiled. "First?"

"You still haven't opened your gift and I'm kind of upset by that."

Kurt smiled and looked over at the Broadway wrapping paper covering the box. He sat up in bed and reached for it. "I was afraid to at first. I felt like opening it would finalize something and it'd be the only real part I had left of you."

Blaine watched him for a while with a smile on his lips. "That's the furthest thing from true."

It was framed pictures of the two of them on their first real date in Cincinnati. They were at the Aquarium and there was a photo booth and that resulted in a lot of aquatic themed cheesiness. Kurt regretted not opening it sooner because he can't stop laughing, and this would've made him feel amazing on a lot of nights just being able to look at it, but on the other hand, Blaine is pleased that he got to see his boyfriend's reaction to it.

Kurt's his and he's Kurt's.

-x-

The next couple of days proved to be amazing for both Kurt and Blaine, but Blaine could only hope that they were as incredible for Kurt as they were for him. They were two days of feeling like he was in an actual grown-up relationship and that was exactly what he wanted between the two of them for a long time.

They went to Kurt's show. He was so fantastic that it took a lot for Blaine not to stand up in the middle of the second act and declare his love for his boyfriend.

That's right. They were a thing now.

It astonished Blaine that Kurt could look so comfortable in front of a class of 20 rowdy 18 year-olds, like teaching was what he was meant to do. But then seeing him on stage in front of tons of people while performing his heart out was like Kurt teaching x 5000. He looked like he was at home, and like he was happy, and Blaine loved that.

He went to give Kurt flowers afterwards and they walked across the Brooklyn Bridge on the way back home, stopping to kiss under the moonlight and being rather sickening to everyone around them. Blaine reminisced about the night, about getting to meet Kevin who was another actor in the show Kurt was in—the one who had an embarrassing crush on Kurt—and a few of the other cast mates. He thought about the show and how Kurt smiled at him when he gave a standing ovation, and he thought about how great it was to be here in the city he would hopefully sooner than later live in, walking the streets of it with someone he absolutely loved. It was new… it was different. It was what he wanted. Bad boy with a ridiculous reputation or not.

There was a lot of sex that night. Sex so loud that Kurt's friends Rachel and Santana wandered into Kurt's apartment right as Blaine's nails were scratching down his boyfriend's back. Blaine had never felt anything like that—Kurt somehow managed to get even deeper inside of him tonight than he had all the other times, but of course they were cock blocked. He went from two minutes from coming to watching Kurt throw shoes at the girls as they stared at Blaine with questions of 'who' and 'when' and 'why didn't you introduce us you bastard!?'

He was introduced the next afternoon, and though Kurt was teased for getting some— as Santana not so kindly put it— 'jailbait', they didn't seem to fuss over him too much. Rachel asked things about how long it took to complete his arm sleeve tattoos and if his eyebrows were 'naturally' triangles, but once she found out Blaine could sing and played a couple instruments, Kurt acknowledged that he wouldn't be seeing much of his boyfriend over the remaining day and a half.

That wasn't entirely true. They did have enough time together to go see a movie and make out in the back of a museum. And they shared the same bed again. That was Blaine's favorite part.

Then, more separation.

-x-

The first couple months didn't hurt so badly because there was Thanksgiving and Christmas. Kurt came back to Ohio to visit his family. During this time they usually found a moment to go out—during Thanksgiving there was Black Friday shopping and for Christmas, Blaine actually spent the evening with the Hudmels. Burt didn't seem to suspect anything and that was great for Blaine who still worked for him. Carole on the other hand did give him smirks every time he was caught looking at Kurt, and Blaine tried his best to be more careful.

They went ice skating the day after Christmas and ended up at a hotel Blaine reserved for them. After living through Skype and phone calls, actually getting to hold Kurt was just what the doctor ordered. Getting kissed by Kurt wasn't half bad either, and undressing Kurt had to take the top spot.

But then Kurt was back in New York. He got a bigger off-Broadway role now and was absolutely killing it in the Big Apple. On top of that, he performed once a month at 54 Below, and Blaine hated that he couldn't just fly to New York for a weekend and be with him, support him. He had school, work, and his parents were now miraculously back in the picture making sure wasn't slacking in any department.

It seemed like their Skype dates were being cancelled and texts were fewer in number by the time March came around. Blaine wondered if they were going to make it; he could totally see Kevin convincing Kurt that he was better for him… he wasn't a 19 year old a few states away, but Blaine tried his best not to think that way. Kurt told him he loved him and he believed that.

-x-

Maybe it was true that Kurt did love him, but they broke up on the one year mark of the first two years. Blaine was officially a college sophomore and he was preparing to look at universities in New York when Kurt told him that this wasn't fair to either of them.

"I love you, Blaine, and I really hope you know that I do, but I can't do this—I can't put you through this. I'm obviously busier than you're willing to deal with and I can't help that, baby. It's been 10 months of us being in this long distance relationship and I don't know… even though you say you want to be with me, I feel like I'm here holding you back from what you really could be doing. I don't know, Blaine. Maybe I'm being stupid. But I see these young guys here and they're happy and they're together, and you could have that but I'm being so selfish, making you sacrifice years of your life to have to wait and be with me. It isn't fair to you, and if we don't work out when you get here I will feel so bad, like I robbed you of time you could've been giving to someone else. At this point, I feel like even if you did want to try and be with another guy you wouldn't even tell me, Blaine. You always had this thing where you never wanted to let me down. You didn't want to disappoint Mr. H. Well now I just want to let you know that I wouldn't be mad if you decided to be happy. I'd still support you and I'd try my best to be happy. I'd understand. It's because I want you happy, and because I love you."

It tore Blaine apart. He pleaded with Kurt because he was content where he was. Sure, he complained a lot about not being able to hold Kurt and not being able to see him. He did get upset with the man when he wouldn't answer his phone or when he missed the few Skype dates they were able to plan, but he didn't want to break up. He didn't want Kurt with anyone else and he didn't want to be with anyone else and that was for sure.

So what they argued a few times? Couples argued all the time. They could've worked past it.

-x-

They worked past it.

Blaine showed up at Kurt's place by surprise a week later. They talked out their differences and laid everything out on the table. Kurt now knew why Blaine was being such a nagging asshole, and it was because he missed him and was afraid of Kurt having this extravagant life and forgetting all about him. It was understandable but he had to quickly reassure him that his life wasn't all that extravagant. He still had work 6 out of 7 days a week. He had bills to worry about, and an agent to give a cut to, and he spent a lot of nights jerking off and wishing that Blaine was there. They were in the same boat.

Blaine promised that he'd be more understanding and that the next 12 months would go by a lot smoother. He saved up enough to visit New York once a month (minus the times that Kurt would come and visit for the holidays)—a few of the times would be a road trip, and they'd actually get to have more date nights and make love and Blaine was excited just from planning it alone.

They did it. They got their heads out of their asses, and they did it.

-x-

"I got accepted to Brooklyn College," Blaine told Burt with a smile. "I'm actually doing this. I'm going!"

Burt smiled at him as he closed the trunk of the car they were working on. "Brooklyn, huh?"

Blaine nodded. It was a few days past his 20th birthday and he had gotten a pretty awesome late birthday present in form of an acceptance letter. "I'll be taking all my music classes there and I think I'm going to do well. When I go to New York next month, I'm putting down a deposit for my place."

Burt looked proud of him and Blaine loved that. The man patted him on the shoulder. "Can I ask why you don't just move in with Kurt?"

Blaine raised an eyebrow and hoped that his face didn't flush as much as his heart dropped. "Move in with Kurt? Why would I do that?"

"Rachel told Carole and I about Kurt's new boyfriend about six months ago," Burt said casually. "She says that she always knew Kurt was into the badboy type, but she didn't know he liked them prepubescent."

Blaine closed his eyes.

"And that she loved his tattoos, and she wanted to get one of Finn's name but her fathers would kill her even though she has a child and is not far from 30. She doesn't have much of a filter."

Blaine refused to open his eyes.

"You see, I never understood why Kurt would keep a boyfriend of his a secret. He's come to me with guys he's dated in the past. I didn't mind. I'm a cool guy."

"I—"

"And you, Blaine," Burt began. "I see you at least 5 days a week. I feed you sometimes… well, my wife does. You've slept on the couch when you had that bad headache and didn't want to drive home and deal with your folks… you remember… until I let you sleep in Kurt's old bed."

"We were… we didn't want to say anything yet."

Burt was staring at Blaine when the boy opened his eyes. It was hard to tell if he was going to kick him in the nuts or smile and welcome him to the family. His face was unreadable, and you never knew with Burt. "Say anything like…?"

"Like…" Blaine sighed as he trailed off. "He's going to kill me."

"I doubt it."

Blaine leant against the sports car. "Like he and I have been dating for over a year now… it started when I went to see his show one weekend—"

"Wrong. It started in high school, right?"

Blaine swallowed. "It was all my fault—"

"Did you get that Smythe kid arrested on purpose?"

He shook his head no. "He wanted to have sex with me and I wouldn't, so I fabricated the child pornography thing," Blaine admitted. "I'm not going to apologize for that. He wanted to screw Kurt and blackmail me too. That wasn't going to happen. Kurt wasn't going to let it happen—"

Burt started to walk away. "But you do realize that if my son was with you in anyway while he was your teacher that he's as fault as well."

Blaine followed him into his office. He shut the door behind himself and watched the man drop into his seat. "Listen, Mr. Hummel. Everything that happened, I initiated. I've always had strong feelings for him, even when he was my teacher, and he eventually started to see the good in me, which is very little, and I'm grateful for that. We tried to wait until I moved to New York officially but I couldn't do it that long. I couldn't risk having him fall for someone else while I was here trying to get a degree from a freaking community college."

Burt was quiet.

"To answer your other question, I don't want to move in with him yet. Maybe after a year or so of me being there we can talk about it, but for right now I still want to respect his space."

"Who else knows?"

Blaine rolled his eyes and looked down at the ground. "Probably the whole world if Rachel had anything to say about it."

Burt smiled. "Your parents?"

Blaine shook his head no. "I doubt they'd care. Cooper might have something to say but I know he likes Kurt. Nick and Jeff will have the biggest reaction, I think."

Burt scratched at his bald head. "I'm going to miss you around the shop. I'm an old man without many people he can actually trust."

Blaine looked at him for a while and nodded. "I'm going to miss you too. Are... are you upset? About Kurt and me?"

Burt shook his head no. "I told you I've known since about half a year ago. If I was upset you would've known then."

Blaine smiled. "I love him, Mr. Hummel."

Burt nodded. "He loves you too. Has since I showed up at his place and you were hiding in the back."

Blaine laughed a little and gestured outside. "I'm going to go finish up and clock out."

Burt stared at him for a while. "We're having tilapia for dinner."

Blaine smiled. "I'll be there."

-x-

Blaine realized that he hated school in fourth grade when they started putting letters in math and his vocabulary words started to have more than 5 letters. But for some reason, he loves college.

It may be because he's doing what he loves. Music was his life before he sort of screwed it up and he feels like now that he's back into the swing of things, he's living again.

Kurt got him this amazing keyboard as a housewarming gift. It was more of a crappy 1 bedroom apartment warming gift but it's home, and Kurt spends a lot of time there with him listening to him on the guitar, joining him in duets about sex, and then having sex. It's home.

Blaine is thriving in school now and Nick and Jeff are totally jealous of his hot boyfriend. However, they're engaged to one another, Blaine is Nick's best man, and Blaine has been thinking of popping the question himself. But even though it's been a couple years now, it still feels like it's too soon.

He goes over to Kurt's place because he's made dinner and wants to watch a movie. Kurt promises that Santana and Rachel definitely will not interrupt and that's enough to get him over in a hurry. He undoes his tie when he walks through the door and smiles when he sees Kurt preparing the plates.

It's now that Blaine thinks they are going to go far. Even though the fear of losing this to someone more deserving lurks in the back of his mind—the fear of Karma making her way to him because of all the wrong he's done in his life—somehow Blaine knows everything is going to be alright.

Kurt smiles at him and takes the plates to the table. "Bonsoir mon amour. Vous regardez la belle."

Blaine walks over with a grin and wraps his arms around him. Kurt's hands slide down over his tattoos as he turns his neck to kiss him hello. "You really think I was paying attention during those French tutoring lessons, huh?"

Kurt turns in his arms, laughing softly as he leans in for a proper kiss. "I know you were. I missed you today."

"J'ai raté vous plus."

"Ah," Kurt teases. "You have learned."

Blaine slides his hands to his hips and looked down at the food. "Everything smells lovely, but I really really want suck your cock right now."

Kurt spends his time kissing down Blaine's neck and undoing the buttons of his shirt. "That's why I own a microwave."

Blaine fights back a moan as he wears the cheesiest smile he's probably ever worn. He knows for sure that they're going to be alright.

THE END

A/N: You are the best. If you'd like to leave a review, even if you hated it, that'd be fine by me. Try to leave a review here on the site and not on my tumblr. We can chat on tumblr if you'd like but I find the reviews easier to access when they're applied to the actual story and not on my blog.

Once more, thank you for sharing this experience with me. I'm lucky to have you.

Until next time,

Nellie.