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You're ready?

"Blaine! Are you ready? We really have to go by now, otherwise we'll miss the plane!" Kurt shouted at the bottom of the stairs. He had packed his suitcase days before, but Blaine.. Well.. At the last moment he just figured he forgotten half of everything he had to bring. So now they were a couple of minutes late as a result of Blaine's useful way of packing.

A muffled sound came from the bathroom when Blaine stepped out with a comb and a few bottles in his hand. Beautiful as ever, his hair not fixed in gel, tight jeans, white shirt. He was so perfect.

"Almost, be there in a minute, babe." Kurt just melted at those words. He just couldn't get used to the fact that Blaine's voice sounded so sweet when calling him 'babe'. He tried to hold himself together, felt his knees started to tremble. Still, every time he saw him, he had to keep himself from staring obsessively. A pound on the floor led him back to the world again.

"I'm ready." He stood at the top of the stairs, with his bags, and just watched downwards to Kurt. "So.." Kurt started when he noticed Blaine wasn't about to move. "Oh.. uhm, right. I was just.." Blaine mumbled, cheeks turning pink. He walked down the stairs, around Kurt and towards the door.

Kurt followed him with his eyes. Only to notice Blaine did exactly the same thing. They shook their head in unison, smiling lightly, as they took their bags from the floor and started walking dreamingly to the car. Why did Blaine had to be so breathtaking beautiful.. Kurt thought to himself, when he caught himself staring again.

While Blaine was lifting the bags to the backseat of the car, Kurt jumped in the passenger's seat. Blaine had to drive, just because that gave Kurt the opportunity to stare at him, and get lost in thoughts. When he got to drive, he had to focus and that was the last thing he wanted to do right now. Blaine joined him in the car, turning the key and starting the engine. They finally drove away, one hell of a weekend laying ahead of them.

When the music started to flow out of the radio, a little chill ran up Kurt's back. It was the song Candles, the first song they sang together, their song. When he caught the twinkling in Blaine's eyes, he immediately saw the words Blaine was trying to hide, he knew this wasn't coincidence. It was a CD! Blaine made it, just for him! "You didn't?!" He couldn't keep the excitement out of his voice. "Oh yeah, I did." Blaine's lips curled into a tiny smile and then he started to sing along with the songs they knew by heart. The songs they would remember forever. The songs they had sung together.

Kurt's heart was overflowing with happiness. The boy he loved was taking him to one of the places he wanted to visit the most, he was singing with him, he loved him back, he was here with him, he was.. doing everything Kurt ever dreamed of. He could actually not lay a finger on the fact that this was not a dream. That he could be so happy. That Blaine was still his, after all that time, after all the things they've been through. But he forgot the fact that that was the thing that made them stronger.

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You're ready?

"Blaine! Are you ready? We really have to go by now, otherwise we'll miss the plane!" Kurt shouted at the bottom of the stairs. He had packed his suitcase days before, but Blaine.. Well.. At the last moment he just figured he forgotten half of everything he had to bring. So now they were a couple of minutes late as a result of Blaine's useful way of packing.

A muffled sound came from the bathroom when Blaine stepped out with a comb and a few bottles in his hand. Beautiful as ever, his hair not fixed in gel, tight jeans, white shirt. He was so perfect.

"Almost, be there in a minute, babe." Kurt just melted at those words. He just couldn't get used to the fact that Blaine's voice sounded so sweet when calling him 'babe'. He tried to hold himself together, felt his knees started to tremble. Still, every time he saw him, he had to keep himself from staring obsessively. A pound on the floor led him back to the world again.

"I'm ready." He stood at the top of the stairs, with his bags, and just watched downwards to Kurt. "So.." Kurt started when he noticed Blaine wasn't about to move. "Oh.. uhm, right. I was just.." Blaine mumbled, cheeks turning pink. He walked down the stairs, around Kurt and towards the door.

Kurt followed him with his eyes. Only to notice Blaine did exactly the same thing. They shook their head in unison, smiling lightly, as they took their bags from the floor and started walking dreamingly to the car. Why did Blaine had to be so breathtaking beautiful.. Kurt thought to himself, when he caught himself staring again.

While Blaine was lifting the bags to the backseat of the car, Kurt jumped in the passenger's seat. Blaine had to drive, just because that gave Kurt the opportunity to stare at him, and get lost in thoughts. When he got to drive, he had to focus and that was the last thing he wanted to do right now. Blaine joined him in the car, turning the key and starting the engine. They finally drove away, one hell of a weekend laying ahead of them.

When the music started to flow out of the radio, a little chill ran up Kurt's back. It was the song Candles, the first song they sang together, their song. When he caught the twinkling in Blaine's eyes, he immediately saw the words Blaine was trying to hide, he knew this wasn't coincidence. It was a CD! Blaine made it, just for him! "You didn't?!" He couldn't keep the excitement out of his voice. "Oh yeah, I did." Blaine's lips curled into a tiny smile and then he started to sing along with the songs they knew by heart. The songs they would remember forever. The songs they had sung together.

Kurt's heart was overflowing with happiness. The boy he loved was taking him to one of the places he wanted to visit the most, he was singing with him, he loved him back, he was here with him, he was.. doing everything Kurt ever dreamed of. He could actually not lay a finger on the fact that this was not a dream. That he could be so happy. That Blaine was still his, after all that time, after all the things they've been through. But he forgot the fact that that was the thing that made them stronger.