kurt.

Breathing in the sweet, seductive smells of Blaine’s surprise breakfast and momentarily caught off guard as he found himself staring shamelessly at his fiancé for just a moment, Kurt merely shook his head back at him in response as he sluggishly made his entrance into the loft’s kitchen; his own smiles growing infinitely wider and briefly stopping to look at some of Blaine’s newly fried creations before answering the man’s greeting. “Whatever happened to getting breakfast out in the city?” he breathed, pulling away from Blaine’s lips and looking positively stunned by this unexpected gesture. Whatever expectations he might have had about the pair of them waking up and living at the loft together up until now, Blaine had surely already managed to exceed them. 

          “Not that I’m at all complaining–” 

A low chuckle escaped his lips as he settled himself down on one of the vacant nearby chairs surrounding the kitchen table. “If anything, this sure beats having to share a bowl of straight-out-of-the-box cereal with Rachel,” Kurt couldn’t help but to tease the other male lightly, a slight sheepish grin soon enough once again taking over his sleepy looking features while his piercing blue gaze briefly lingered on those of the man currently still very much standing on direct opposite side of him. 

          “We probably should have thought of this whole moving in together thing a couple of months sooner,” he more thoughtfully admitted, though admittedly still not yet quite able to contain his own excitement at the particular prospect as he quietly poured himself his first cup of coffee that morning; the corners of his mouth curving up into a warm, loving smile and suddenly feeling more than eager to try out whatever else both Blaine and Bushwick seemed to have in store for them.

“I guess I sort of changed my mind when I woke up and you looked so peacefully asleep.  There’s always lunch or dinner,” he hummed after the kiss.  Fingers glided across Kurt’s back as Blaine watched him take a seat.  Grabbing the plate of fresh fruit off the countertop–he smiled down at the berries and oranges.  If this is what life was going to be like from here on out? He wasn’t going to ever let them lose how this morning felt.  Not after ten, twenty or a billion more.

“I love you..,” he had to say it.

Blaine crossed behind Kurt’s chair and stopped long enough to bend down and press a soft kiss to the top of his fiance’s head and blindly set the plate down.  The smell of shampoo, fabric softener from the pillows and his own cologne lingered in Kurt’s hair.  Blaine suddenly found his new favorite scent.  Not bothering to sit across the table, he picked the chair beside Kurt’s instead.  “I’d hope so.  As much as cereal can be a wonderful way to start the day.  Or end the night?  Pancakes are way better.”  His coffee mug paused on it’s way towards him and he turned to lean towards Kurt with a smile.

“Well I’m here now and that’s what’s important,” Blaine waited until Kurt was done pouring his coffee before one more morning kiss met Kurt’s cheek.  Settling back in his chair a smile later–Blaine lifted his cup and took a sip.  “What would you like to do first?  You still have to show me all your favorite spots you’ve found.  Maybe we could go shopping?  There’s some things I need to pick up for school and around the house.  That can wait til tomorrow if you want to take the time to wander around.  I’m just happy to spend time with you.  That’s all that matters.”