Kurt and Blaine, backdated to 12/4/14
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om_mainDuring their trip to California to be on ELLEN, Kurt and Blaine take some time to sight-see.
Kurt’s eyes were on the ground as he weaved through the crowd, reading the names etched into stars as his feet passed over them. Eddie Murphy, Glenn Close, W.C. Fields...
“I found it!” Kurt said excitedly, looking up to find Blaine. Spotting him further down the sidewalk, he called, “Blaine! I found it!” He lifted the hand not holding the unreasonably expensive smoothie he and Blaine had both gotten just because, and waved.
Blaine grinned and immediately stopped framing the picture he was about to take, and hurried over. He'd known how excited Kurt was for this- he'd been talking about it even before they left for the trip. "On a scale of one to ten, how excited are you right now?" he asked, wrapping his hand around Kurt's waist as they looked at the Errol Flynn star.
“Fifty!” Kurt answered, his smile, his voice, everything about him bordering on giddy. “This is so cool.” He couldn’t take his eyes off the star and Errol Flynn’s name stamped inside it. Squeezing, Blaine in a one-armed hug, he said. “Thank you for coming to see this with me, Spatzi.”
"Of course." Even if he hadn't been excited to see actors and actresses he loved, Kurt's excitement alone would have been enough to make it worth it.
"Here," he said, pulling away and holding up his camera. "Get down with it and I'll take a picture."
Kurt crouched down by Errol Flynn’s star, “Thank you!” They were getting a few looks by the people passing by, but that had become a common occurrence ever since they’d come out and he’d gotten used to it enough that he could almost ignore it. Tucking his tail in close (it had been stepped on once already, so he’d learned his lesson), and grinned up at the camera.
Blaine grinned and looked at the display, gesturing to Kurt to lean in a little more before snapping a few photos. After, he knelt down next to him, turning it on the front camera as he leaned in and kissed Kurt's cheek, taking another shot of them like that, with the star.
“We should send that one to Jeanne-Marie,” Kurt said as they stood. He took Blaine’s hand in his and took one last look at the star, smiling, before looking to him. “Where to next?”
Blaine nodded, looking away to fiddle with the phone until he'd texted it to Jeanne-Marie. "Hrm..." he said, glancing through the stars. "I think I saw Kermit the Frog's over there..."
--
"Our hands are about the same size," Blaine said, laughing as he pressed his hand against the handprint of Jimmy Stewart outside the TCL Chinese Theater. "This is so cool."
Kurt took a picture of Blaine while his hands were pressed into the imprint of Jimmy Stewart’s and his smile was filled with wonder and happiness. He texted it to Jeanne-Marie, adding a My fiancé is the cutest! “On a scale of one to ten, how excited are you right now?” he asked, echoing Blaine’s earlier question with a smile.
"Like, a thousand," Blaine said, purposefully one-upping Kurt's earlier answer with a grin. "This is the closest I will ever get to Jimmy Stewart. His skin cells could still be here, Kurt. I could to touching him." He was laughing, being purposefully silly, and made a face. "Sorry, that was really gross, actually."
“Oh, no, not at all,” Kurt replied with an unconcerned wave of his hand, then teasing him, added, “But, do you two need a moment alone or something?”
"I think I do," Blaine said, teasing right back. " This might be a good time to ask how you feel about open relationships."
Laughter bright in his eyes, Kurt sighed and replied, “I was prepared from the beginning. I knew one man could never tie you down.” He turned as if to leave. “I will leave you two alone now.”
He caught Kurt's tail, careful not to pull it as he twisted his arm to wrap it around his wrist. "I changed my mind," Blaine said, laughing, "Come back here."
Kurt went in easily, his own arm going around Blaine’s waist. “Are you sure?” he teased, his face turned in towards his fiancé’s, smile flirty. “I would not want to come between something important.”
"That's very big of you," he said, leaning in to kiss Kurt's cheek. "Oh, look at this one..."
--
"Okay, you're sure you can teleport that far and back easily?" Blaine asked, glancing up at the overlook to the Hollywood sign, a long ways off.
Kurt took Blaine’s hand and gave him a reassuring smile, “I would not do it unless I was completely sure.” If he were on his own? Maybe. But, carrying Blaine with him? Never. Not unless they were in trouble and had no other choice. “Are you sure you are okay with it?”
"I trust you," Blaine said, squeezing his hand with a smile, and kissed his cheek. "I just wanted to make sure it wouldn't wipe you out for the night."
“Ah, so not an entirely unselfish concern?” Kurt joked, chuckling. He gave Blaine’s hand a squeeze, “Hold on. Here we go,” and teleported.
They reappeared standing inside the first ‘O’ in the Hollywood sign. The view was incredible. Stretched out below them was the whole of Hollywood, houses dotting hills of green that eventually gave way to a city of buildings and skyscrapers. It was amazing.
Kurt smiled at Blaine, “What do you think?”
Even though he'd long-since stopped having nausea when they teleported, it still took Blaine a moment to get his bearings, especially being so high. Once he was able to look, though, the view took his breath away. "It's amazing," he said, holding on to Kurt's shirt. "Look at it, Kurt. You can see everything."
Kurt stared at his fiancé a moment longer, smiling at the look of awe on his face, and then looked back out at the view, “It feels like we are on top of the world.” His tail curled around Blaine’s waist, a gesture meant to give him more stability as well as hold him just that little bit closer. “I am glad we came here.”
"Me too." Blaine wrapped his arm around Kurt's waist, letting himself relax into him, the fingers of his other hand wrapping around the spade of his tail, stroking it absently with his thumb. "We've come a long way." It was kind of incredible, to think about himself as the scared 15 year old with a sore collarbone that had come to the school. It seemed so long ago.
Kurt put an arm around Blaine’s shoulders, drawing him closer. “We have,” he agreed and he was quiet for a moment, thinking back on it, thinking about the boy who had seen so little of the world when he had first come to the school and the man he was now and everything in between that had brought him here. “Did you ever think you would be here?”
Blaine thought about it for a moment before shaking his head. "I hoped for it, definitely. I thought I'd get something like it, eventually. I didn't think I'd start to date until college. And definitely not all of this- being out, getting married this young, the publicity. Things like that."
He kissed his cheek, and smiled, though it was a little wistful. "I'm not saying we don't deserve it- I may not, and I don't mean that in a bad way, but all things considered, I've had a privileged life. But it kind of....doesn't feel right? Getting all this, when there are kids who've been through what what you've been through, or what some of the kids at the school have been through."
“I have thought the same thing,” Kurt admitted, a troubled knit creasing his brow. “I have had difficulties, but I am in a good place now. I do not want for much.” He was happy, and he was safe. There were so many mutant children out there who could not say the same thing. They needed help more than he did.
"Maybe we can donate some of the money to a charity or something," Blaine said with a little bit of a shrug. "We'll need some money for the wedding, since I just took on a lot of school loans. But we don't need a big thing. It's mostly going to be people from the school, anyway."
Kurt nodded. “That is a good idea,” he agreed. “And I guess we could always put off visiting my family for a little longer...” His mouth twisted with a small frown. He really wanted to see them, but there were kids who needed the money for more important things.
"Hey, no," Blaine said, shaking his head and holding Kurt's hand tight. "No, that is so important, Kurt. I'd rather just do the church wedding and put off the reception than not see your family." He cupped one of Kurt's cheeks as he pressed a kiss into the other. "You deserve to see your family."
Kurt smiled and turned his head to kiss Blaine, squeezing his hand. “You think I deserve the world,” he said, voice warm from teasing. “You are just the slightest bit biased.”
“We will find a way to make it work,” Kurt said decisively. “To see my family, give to mutants who need it, and to have our wedding with a reception.” He smiled softly at Blaine. “You deserve the perfect wedding.”
"I'm going to sound like a Hallmark card, but any wedding where I'm marrying you is going to be perfect," Blaine said, and rested his head on Kurt's shoulder.
Kurt’s eyes were on the ground as he weaved through the crowd, reading the names etched into stars as his feet passed over them. Eddie Murphy, Glenn Close, W.C. Fields...
“I found it!” Kurt said excitedly, looking up to find Blaine. Spotting him further down the sidewalk, he called, “Blaine! I found it!” He lifted the hand not holding the unreasonably expensive smoothie he and Blaine had both gotten just because, and waved.
Blaine grinned and immediately stopped framing the picture he was about to take, and hurried over. He'd known how excited Kurt was for this- he'd been talking about it even before they left for the trip. "On a scale of one to ten, how excited are you right now?" he asked, wrapping his hand around Kurt's waist as they looked at the Errol Flynn star.
“Fifty!” Kurt answered, his smile, his voice, everything about him bordering on giddy. “This is so cool.” He couldn’t take his eyes off the star and Errol Flynn’s name stamped inside it. Squeezing, Blaine in a one-armed hug, he said. “Thank you for coming to see this with me, Spatzi.”
"Of course." Even if he hadn't been excited to see actors and actresses he loved, Kurt's excitement alone would have been enough to make it worth it.
"Here," he said, pulling away and holding up his camera. "Get down with it and I'll take a picture."
Kurt crouched down by Errol Flynn’s star, “Thank you!” They were getting a few looks by the people passing by, but that had become a common occurrence ever since they’d come out and he’d gotten used to it enough that he could almost ignore it. Tucking his tail in close (it had been stepped on once already, so he’d learned his lesson), and grinned up at the camera.
Blaine grinned and looked at the display, gesturing to Kurt to lean in a little more before snapping a few photos. After, he knelt down next to him, turning it on the front camera as he leaned in and kissed Kurt's cheek, taking another shot of them like that, with the star.
“We should send that one to Jeanne-Marie,” Kurt said as they stood. He took Blaine’s hand in his and took one last look at the star, smiling, before looking to him. “Where to next?”
Blaine nodded, looking away to fiddle with the phone until he'd texted it to Jeanne-Marie. "Hrm..." he said, glancing through the stars. "I think I saw Kermit the Frog's over there..."
--
"Our hands are about the same size," Blaine said, laughing as he pressed his hand against the handprint of Jimmy Stewart outside the TCL Chinese Theater. "This is so cool."
Kurt took a picture of Blaine while his hands were pressed into the imprint of Jimmy Stewart’s and his smile was filled with wonder and happiness. He texted it to Jeanne-Marie, adding a My fiancé is the cutest! “On a scale of one to ten, how excited are you right now?” he asked, echoing Blaine’s earlier question with a smile.
"Like, a thousand," Blaine said, purposefully one-upping Kurt's earlier answer with a grin. "This is the closest I will ever get to Jimmy Stewart. His skin cells could still be here, Kurt. I could to touching him." He was laughing, being purposefully silly, and made a face. "Sorry, that was really gross, actually."
“Oh, no, not at all,” Kurt replied with an unconcerned wave of his hand, then teasing him, added, “But, do you two need a moment alone or something?”
"I think I do," Blaine said, teasing right back. " This might be a good time to ask how you feel about open relationships."
Laughter bright in his eyes, Kurt sighed and replied, “I was prepared from the beginning. I knew one man could never tie you down.” He turned as if to leave. “I will leave you two alone now.”
He caught Kurt's tail, careful not to pull it as he twisted his arm to wrap it around his wrist. "I changed my mind," Blaine said, laughing, "Come back here."
Kurt went in easily, his own arm going around Blaine’s waist. “Are you sure?” he teased, his face turned in towards his fiancé’s, smile flirty. “I would not want to come between something important.”
"That's very big of you," he said, leaning in to kiss Kurt's cheek. "Oh, look at this one..."
--
"Okay, you're sure you can teleport that far and back easily?" Blaine asked, glancing up at the overlook to the Hollywood sign, a long ways off.
Kurt took Blaine’s hand and gave him a reassuring smile, “I would not do it unless I was completely sure.” If he were on his own? Maybe. But, carrying Blaine with him? Never. Not unless they were in trouble and had no other choice. “Are you sure you are okay with it?”
"I trust you," Blaine said, squeezing his hand with a smile, and kissed his cheek. "I just wanted to make sure it wouldn't wipe you out for the night."
“Ah, so not an entirely unselfish concern?” Kurt joked, chuckling. He gave Blaine’s hand a squeeze, “Hold on. Here we go,” and teleported.
They reappeared standing inside the first ‘O’ in the Hollywood sign. The view was incredible. Stretched out below them was the whole of Hollywood, houses dotting hills of green that eventually gave way to a city of buildings and skyscrapers. It was amazing.
Kurt smiled at Blaine, “What do you think?”
Even though he'd long-since stopped having nausea when they teleported, it still took Blaine a moment to get his bearings, especially being so high. Once he was able to look, though, the view took his breath away. "It's amazing," he said, holding on to Kurt's shirt. "Look at it, Kurt. You can see everything."
Kurt stared at his fiancé a moment longer, smiling at the look of awe on his face, and then looked back out at the view, “It feels like we are on top of the world.” His tail curled around Blaine’s waist, a gesture meant to give him more stability as well as hold him just that little bit closer. “I am glad we came here.”
"Me too." Blaine wrapped his arm around Kurt's waist, letting himself relax into him, the fingers of his other hand wrapping around the spade of his tail, stroking it absently with his thumb. "We've come a long way." It was kind of incredible, to think about himself as the scared 15 year old with a sore collarbone that had come to the school. It seemed so long ago.
Kurt put an arm around Blaine’s shoulders, drawing him closer. “We have,” he agreed and he was quiet for a moment, thinking back on it, thinking about the boy who had seen so little of the world when he had first come to the school and the man he was now and everything in between that had brought him here. “Did you ever think you would be here?”
Blaine thought about it for a moment before shaking his head. "I hoped for it, definitely. I thought I'd get something like it, eventually. I didn't think I'd start to date until college. And definitely not all of this- being out, getting married this young, the publicity. Things like that."
He kissed his cheek, and smiled, though it was a little wistful. "I'm not saying we don't deserve it- I may not, and I don't mean that in a bad way, but all things considered, I've had a privileged life. But it kind of....doesn't feel right? Getting all this, when there are kids who've been through what what you've been through, or what some of the kids at the school have been through."
“I have thought the same thing,” Kurt admitted, a troubled knit creasing his brow. “I have had difficulties, but I am in a good place now. I do not want for much.” He was happy, and he was safe. There were so many mutant children out there who could not say the same thing. They needed help more than he did.
"Maybe we can donate some of the money to a charity or something," Blaine said with a little bit of a shrug. "We'll need some money for the wedding, since I just took on a lot of school loans. But we don't need a big thing. It's mostly going to be people from the school, anyway."
Kurt nodded. “That is a good idea,” he agreed. “And I guess we could always put off visiting my family for a little longer...” His mouth twisted with a small frown. He really wanted to see them, but there were kids who needed the money for more important things.
"Hey, no," Blaine said, shaking his head and holding Kurt's hand tight. "No, that is so important, Kurt. I'd rather just do the church wedding and put off the reception than not see your family." He cupped one of Kurt's cheeks as he pressed a kiss into the other. "You deserve to see your family."
Kurt smiled and turned his head to kiss Blaine, squeezing his hand. “You think I deserve the world,” he said, voice warm from teasing. “You are just the slightest bit biased.”
“We will find a way to make it work,” Kurt said decisively. “To see my family, give to mutants who need it, and to have our wedding with a reception.” He smiled softly at Blaine. “You deserve the perfect wedding.”
"I'm going to sound like a Hallmark card, but any wedding where I'm marrying you is going to be perfect," Blaine said, and rested his head on Kurt's shoulder.
