It was a spring of the moment, a little surprise trip to go to New York and surprise a few of her friends. Well, needless to say, most of her friends lived in New York and Tina was sometimes a little lonely at Brown. So, what does the brown-haired girl do? Well, she hopped in a plane to travel to New York City, where she knew she would be welcomed with open arms. Blaine and Kurt’s apartment, of course!
It seemed simple enough, show up, unannounced and surprise two of her close friends. Boy, was she in for it! The two boys welcomed her in and let her crash on the couch, but did she mind? No, because it was a comfortable, yet stylish couch, probably Kurt’s doing.
She spent days with the Hummel-Andersens, enjoying every last second she had in the city with the boys. She let them take her to all the best shopping places as well as try to see a show.
It was early morning when Tina felt another body close to her, it felt like someone was trying to spoon her while she was getting some beauty rest in. Then, she heard the soft voice and she knew who was. It was none-other than Blaine Anderson, snuggling up to her on the couch, trying to steal her warm heat. She cracked a big smile as she heard his words, because she knew in her heart that she would miss being with Blaine. The last few days she spent with him and in a matter of hours, she would have to go back to Rhode Island. The brown-haired girl pushed away the sad thoughts before feeling Blaine hold her closer. She whispered back to him, just enough so he could hear her before they both dozed off, “I’m going to miss you more Blaine.”
Hearing Tina whisper back, Blaine smiled and pressed his forehead against the nape of her neck. “You know what’s crazy,” he continued to talk even as she drifted off keeping his voice a notch above a whisper as to not disturb her drifting away, “I’d totally steal you away and plop you into NYU with me if I could. Selfish as it is. Brown’s a great school but it’d be great to have you here.” His feet tangled with hers and the blanket was pulled up snuggly around their shoulders. Once they were warming up, his arm wrapped back around her and he held her gently but with her back pressed tight against his chest.
Rhode Island wasn’t that far away. They needed to see each other more. “I’ll visit next time. Way sooner than this,” he promised as he sank back into sleep along with her. They had the better part of the morning and afternoon. Another hour before the alarm went off and woke Kurt up wouldn’t hurt.
Kurt’s ‘awwww’ roused him first, an eye slit open and he looked up to see Kurt’s phone in his hand and an ear to ear grin plastered on his face. ‘I’ll text it to you both later,’ he wriggled the phone and bent down giving Blaine a kiss to his forehead before promising to return after a shower.
Left alone to wake her up, he nudged the back of her knee gently. “Hey, sleepyhead. Wanna wake up? I think we need to get some lunch before you disappear. I know the greatest spot.”
Tina’s last day in New York City. How did the time go by so fast? Wasn’t it two hours ago when she got in? Nope. It’d been days and now she was due to go back to Brown later that evening and Blaine was determined to make her last hours here something to remember. He had the day packed full until it was time to go to the airport. Groggily walking through the loft after a way-too-early alarm–Blaine stopped beside the couch and tilted his head. Could she fit herself any tighter against the back? Least she looked comfortable? Listening to her steady breathing made his eyes want to close again. Heavy limbs pulled him closer.
Breakfast could get started a little later–yeah? Kurt wouldn’t be ready to wake up for an hour or longer. Woe be to anyone who decided to interrupt his sleep after going an entire night without. Snuggling up to her was easy. Big Spoon? Thy name is Blaine Anderson! The bridge of his nose fit against the back of her head and he didn’t even mind all the hair. Sort of hard to mind much when this was so comfy and she was so warm. “I’m going to miss you,” he mumbled quietly. God, would he. This was always the worst about reconnecting with the friends who drifted off. That sad tug in his heart when he knew it was time to say goodbye felt awful. Hours, right? They had hours. Shutting that thought away–Blaine held her a bit closer and let himself doze off.
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