A/N: Finally! It's finished. Thanks for reading, and I hope you enjoyed it.

"I feel like I should've at least taken you out on a proper date before kissing you."

"Kissing takes two people. I feel the same way!"

Blaine and Kurt still lay curled together next to the pond in the twinkling moonlight, the insects providing their same symphony of music around the pond. They could see the moon reflected in the crystal-like surface of the water.

Kurt stretched his arms underneath Blaine and yawned. "Okay. Soon. You can take me on a proper date. I expect a five course meal on a cruise ship complete with a walk on a private beach and dancing under the stars."

Blaine sat up and pondered this. "Well, I can take you for a one course meal, splitting a piece of cheesecake, in a nautical-themed restaurant. And then we could find a public beach and walk. And we can dance under the stars right now." He gestured to the glistening firmament above them and smiled down at Kurt.

Kurt laughed and said, "There's no music," as Blaine lifted him to his feet.

"Shh..." Blaine put his finger to his lips and glanced around them. The sound of crickets and slowly running water filled their ears.

Blaine took Kurt's hand, held him, and started to sway back and forth. Kurt smiled and twirled Blaine in response, his clunky boots making gracefulness a little difficult, leaving them silently laughing.

Blaine pressed his forehead to Kurt's, having to arch his neck back slightly to meet Kurt's height. "God, Kurt." He breathed, almost like a sigh. He had never felt so comfortable, so at peace with anyone before. "You're incredible."

"I know what you mean," Kurt sighed in response and leaned into Blaine's embrace. He closed his eyes and swayed with Blaine. The temperature was dropping, but both were warm from each other to even notice.

After some time of dancing with their private symphony, Blaine said, "We probably should head back. They'll think I've kidnapped you," He rolled down the sleeves of his collared shirt and shivered in the cool air. "Plus, it's getting pretty cold."

Kurt agreed and took Blaine's hand. "Blaine - wait."

Blaine stopped and turned around and looked at Kurt. That was another thing about Blaine that Kurt undoubtedly loved. The way that when you were talking to Blaine, he would give you one hundred percent of his attention because he was truly interested in what you had to say. "Yes?"

"I leave tomorrow." Kurt stated.

"I know." Blaine said sadly.

"Maybe you could...come visit me? You know, at my 'farm'?" Kurt chuckled.

"Kurt that's...that'd be...great! Wait, like...now?" Blaine gasped and started jumping up and down with Kurt's hand in his. "Kurt I totally can come visit you now! My brother Cooper is coming up with his latest girlfriend..." he rolled his eyes at his brother's dating life, "so my mom will have them to help her! I mean...if it's okay with you? And with Rachel?" he blinked at Kurt questionably, his hazel eyes sparkling in the moonlight, the green becoming harder to see.

Kurt considered this. "Well, I don't see why not!" he exclaimed. He had to admit that he couldn't wait for the day when he could show Blaine around the busy city that is his home of New York. They were closer than ever this evening, and Kurt really thought they had a potential for a strong relationship if the first couple hours were anything to go by.

"This is great, Kurt. I've never been to New York!" Blaine took Kurt's hand once again. He started talking animatedly about everything he'd want to do once there, including seeing Central Park, Broadway, On Top of the Rock... They started walking back to the barn, saying hello to Pavarotti and Eternity before walking to Kurt and Rachel's cabin with the yellow warbler on the door. They had been out late enough so all the fire-goers were most likely asleep in their respective cabins.

"Goodnight, Kurt. Thank you." Blaine pressed a light kiss to Kurt's cheek, almost like the wing of a warbler itself.

"Thank you? For what, Blaine?"

"Just for...everything. For being you. For wanting to get to know me. For taking a chance and going horseback riding with me." Blaine looked down and grinned bashfully. "But...thanks for just being there. I don't feel alone anymore. Like, I don't have to do this by myself." His strong, tanned hands from years of work on the farm came up to softly caress Kurt's cheeks.

"Thank you, as well, Blaine. For being you. For taking a chance with me as your student on those horses." Kurt chuckled, his laugh full and bright. "Thank you for dancing with me and being here."

They met once more, their lips pressing against each other, hungry for more contact. Kurt felt Blaine arch his neck for more and willingly obliged, tentatively running his tongue against Blaine's bottom lip. They parted before they would get carried away and spend all night out on the porch. Both were dizzy with admiration.

They next day, Blaine would pack up some of his things and load it into Rachel and Kurt's car to come with them to New York. Blaine would protest with Kurt when told he was not allowed to carry four pairs of cowboy boots, and Kurt would almost give in when seeing Blaine's puppy dog eyes. Rachel would intervene, and help Blaine choose a more practical selection of footwear. She would then sigh at the two lovebirds she was chauffeuring, beyond happy for both of them. It was a very successful trip.