Kurt took avoiding the Florida sun to a whole new level. He made sure to never leave the house unless absolutely necessary, staying away from windows, and wearing sunscreen inside. On top of wearing sunscreen inside Kurt also made sure to lather his skin excessively with aloe Vera to take away the pain.

Because of the burn Kurt hadn’t been able to do his moisturizing routine and was seriously contemplating not going back to the beach until he could get his pores back down in size.

Against his gut feeling, Kurt dressed that morning in his bright blue trunks, lathered himself with about a bottle of SPF 80 and headed out the front door. He decided instead of going alone he would bring his two cousins, which made Finn want to tag along as well. Anthony and Katie are well-behaved kids; so if any incidents happened that afternoon it would most likely be Finn’s fault.

Kurt pulled the jeep into a parking spot and unloaded their things. Finn wanted to go to a different part of the beach, claiming the area by the lifeguard tower was always too crowded and noisy. Kurt obviously wasn’t having any of it and set off in the opposite direction of where Finn was headed. It was a good thing Kurt had the cooler full of food or no one would have followed him.

They set up camp about half a football field away from the tower. Kurt couldn’t help but make sure his chair was sitting facing the tower. Finn, Anthony and Katie just dropped everything and ran toward the water while Kurt took out a magazine and pretended to read.

Kurt could only see a female lifeguard standing on the deck and felt his shoulders relax, not even aware that he had been tense before. He went back to his magazine, actually reading it this time. Thirty minutes later he felt more relaxed than he had the past two weeks of being in Florida.

He could hear his brother and cousins laughing and splashing in the ocean, bringing a smile to his face. He could hear the waves crashing on shore and the seagulls squawking, making him at peace and clearing his mind of any bad thoughts.

Kurt was feeling overly hot and decided it was time for a swim. He pulled his tank top off and headed toward the ocean. With one quick glance at the tower Kurt dove under and swam out to his family.

They weren’t goofing off for very long. A few chicken fights and splash fights later and Finn spotted a blonde jogging on the beach. Without another word Finn jumped out of the water and went to talk to her. Kurt took a look at his cousins then glanced back in the direction Finn went off in and saw him jogging along side the blonde, laughing about something. Kurt rolled his eyes and went back to playing with his cousins.

“Katie! Don’t swim out to far, I don’t want you to get swept out to see, never to be seen again.” Kurt laughed, showing he was joking. This went right over Katie’s head and she started to freak out. Kurt and Anthony swam out to get her. On the way back in though Katie let out a loud, spine tingling yell. Kurt had no clue what was going on.

“Katie, what’s wrong? Are you ok?” Kurt was panicking. Katie could do nothing but scream. Tears were rolling down her face. Kurt did his best to get them back to shore without getting pummeled by waves, but he was unsuccessful. They were knocked around by waves before Kurt got to an area where he could stand and the waves wouldn’t crash over his head.

When he laid her down on the towel Kurt saw at least fifteen red lines going in every direction covering the upper outside of her right thigh. Kurt gasped and took off in the direction of the lifeguards.

“HEY! I need help! Something happened to my cousin” Kurt was yelling frantically up at the station. The curly haired lifeguard came rushing out of the door and jumped down into the sand. “What happened? Where is she?” He was trying his best to keep calm and find a solution. “I don’t know, we were in the water and she just started screaming, and she has these marks on her leg.” Kurt was breathing fast and shallow, on the verge of hyperventilation.

“Just calm down and take me to her so I can check it out” He put a hand on Kurt’s shoulder. Kurt didn’t know why but it calmed him almost instantly. Kurt nodded and walked quickly over to where Anthony and Katie were. She was still hysterical and the welts were getting worse.

“Katie, sweetie I am going to need you to calm down, I have someone here that is going to help you” Kurt was rubbing her arm trying to calm her down. It wasn’t doing anything, she was actually screaming louder, effectively drawing a crowd to where they were situated.

“I need to take her back to the tower so I can take care of it properly and make sure it’s the type I think it is” The lifeguard moved to pick Katie up and carry her to the station. “What do you mean the type you think it is? What is it?” Kurt was frantic again. He had no idea what was wrong with his cousin and would hate to have to explain to his aunt how her daughter died at the beach.

The real life Adonis was walking toward the stand and quickly explained, “She was stung by a jelly fish, I need to make sure it is one of the least damaging ones. Also I can take care of it there. I have all the supplied in the first aid tower.” He walked a little quicker when her screeching hit a new decibel he wasn’t sure he had ever heard a human hit.

The walked up the ramp and he made sure to place Katie on the cot under the window with her hurt leg facing out. Once she was lying down the curly haired boy moved over to the cabinets and started pulling, what seemed to Kurt, to be random things that you normally wouldn’t need to treat something. “It hurts Kurt, It hurts so badly” Katie was sobbing, faced buried in the pillow on the cot. “I know baby, I know. This nice man is going to help you though. He is going to take away the pain” Kurt ran his fingers through her hair trying to sooth her once again.

“Katie, my name is Blaine and I am going to need you to try and breath normally ok? I need you to be calm so I can fix you up correctly.” Katie wasn’t calming down so Kurt went and sat at her head, pulling her up so it was rested on his lap. “Katie, sweetie, I really need you to breath normally. Don’t focus on anything but my voice.” Blaine said as friendly as he could. Katie just nodded. She wasn’t the only one to focus completely on Blaine’s voice.

Kurt found it to be magical, a voice he could listen to forever and never get bored of it. It was like listening to his favorite musical, making him relaxed before the first song could finish. It was like coming home and Kurt didn’t know why.

“Why do you need a pot and thermometer?” Kurt was curious and just honestly just wanted to hear Blaine talk again. “To clean the wounds I need hot water, anything under 102 degrees wont do anything and anything between 122 and 130 works best. Jellyfish stings are hard to clean correctly.” Kurt let out the breath he didn’t realize he was holding while Blaine was explaining everything. Jellyfish stings were not on the list of possibilities for Kurt because he was thinking the worst and Jellyfish stings, in Kurt’s brain, did not equal amputation or death.

“So what exactly are you going to do?” Kurt was curious now. When people in Ohio talked about jellyfish stings they always joked about having to pee on them to take the pain away. He was not ok with anyone peeing on Katie. It was too unsanitary for Kurt’s taste.

“Katie, how are you feeling sweetie? I am just boiling water so I can clean your wounds and make the tentacles still in your skin stop stinging you so you can start to feel better. Just keep breathing and listen to mine and Kurt’s voice ok?” Katie just nodded, her screaming was becoming quitter and her wails were becoming less frequent.

“Ok sweetie, this is going to burn a little since the water is pretty hot, but overall it is going to make your leg feel better.” Blaine dunked a cloth in the water and began to quickly and methodically clean her leg. When Blaine went to soak the towel again you could see the mini, what looks like clear noodles, in the water. “I have to wear gloves because the stingers still have venom in them and if I touched them I would get stung as well and that wouldn’t help anyone.” Blaine rubbed Katie’s leg while Kurt and Anthony ran their hands through her hair and over her arm to sooth her.

“How does that feel Kate?” Kurt asked. “It burns a little but the stinging has stopped. It is starting to itch though.” Her crying had completely stopped at this point. She just looked to be uncomfortable, as if having an itch you can’t scratch is the most uncomfortable feelings in the world.

While Blaine was cleaning the wound it gave Kurt the time to actually look at him. He was in such a state of panic earlier he didn’t have time to take in the beauty that was the man before him. Today Blaine was wearing black and lime green trunks that hung very low on his hips. Kurt swore if they went a mere inch lower he would see penis. Kurt let his eyes rank up and down his torso. His abs were even more defined this close. The movement of them mesmerized him as Blaine worked on his cousin. He felt his mouth watering at the sight and had to snap himself back into reality as Blaine started to talk again.

“I am going to put some cream on it that will take the itch away ok?” She nodded at Blaine and actually watched to see what he was doing now that the pain was gone. “For her amazing big brother I am going to need you to make sure she takes some Benadryl tonight and tomorrow to make sure she doesn’t have an allergic reaction or anything, also have her take Children’s Motrin for pain. The stings are not the worst I have seen and should be completely gone in anywhere from 2-5 weeks.” Blaine explained while putting a piece of gauze over the wound to make sure no sand touched it before they left the beach.

“Thanks, we should probably head back home. Also I need to find my brother, I don’t know where he ran off too.” Kurt gathered up the towel Katie was clinging to before Blaine started to take care of her.

“Ok good, just do the things I said and she’ll be fine before you know it!” Blaine said with a smile and wave. Kurt just nodded said another thanks and headed towards their things. “Dude what happened to Katie?” Finn looked worried. “She was stung by a jellyfish shortly after you left to be with the bimbo you saw running, but don’t worry, Blaine was very helpful and fixed her right up.” Kurt was annoyed. Finn had thought with his dick and wasn’t there when they needed him. “Who’s Blaine?” Finn cocked his head to the side, like a dog would do when they were confused.

“Blaine is the lifeguard that was on duty when Katie got stung” Kurt started to gather their things up and get them ready to head home. Finn just nodded and helped Kurt take the umbrella down.

They packed up and made the trek to the car. When they were passing the lifeguard shelter Kurt noticed Blaine was watching them leave. He was more than a little obvious too; his head even followed them, not just his eyes. Kurt figured he just wanted to watch to make sure Katie was ok. Besides, there was no way someone as gorgeous as Blaine could be gay or even remotely interested in Kurt.

That night Kurt couldn’t concentrate on anything. At dinner Finn called him out a minimum of six times for zoning out and not responding when someone talked to him. Kurt tried to get a head start on his summer assignment but every few minutes he would realize he finished a page of reading and have no clue what happened in the book. Another twenty minutes and Kurt shut his book and threw it at his door. He had read the same page, what seemed to be, fifty times.

He couldn’t erase the curve of Blaine’s lips, the contours of the muscles in his arms as he worked the rag over Katie’s leg, the rippling of his abs, or the sparkling hazel of his eyes, or the absolute perfection that was his hair, out of his mind. It had him closing his eyes, trying to commit every feature to memory.

If Kurt didn’t know he was gay before, this definitely solidified it for him. Kurt got up off his bed and made his way to the kitchen. He knew he had to be quiet; after all it was just past two in the morning. He got the ingredient for brownies out of the cabinets and set to work. If he was going to show his appreciation for helping his cousin, he was going to do it the Kurt Hummel way.

Kurt hummed to himself and danced around the kitchen as he worked. He was so inside his own world he didn’t notice Finn had entered the kitchen. He did a spin and almost dropped the bowl of batter when he spotted Finn standing in the doorway quietly laughing to him. “Holy shit Finn, you almost gave me a heart attack.” Kurt put the bowl down while he tried to calm his breathing.

“Sorry dude, I couldn’t sleep so I thought I would get a glass of water. Don’t mind me, keep making brownies for the love of your life.” Finn winked and filled his glass with water. “He isn’t the love of my life Finn. I am just making these as a thank you for helping Katie. Besides, I doubt someone who looks like him would be gay. It just isn’t possible.” Kurt turned back to his batter and started to pour it in a pan.

“Whatever you say dude, I saw the way he was looking at you as we left the beach earlier. If he isn’t gay, you are definitely making him question.” Finn winked and walked out of the kitchen.

Kurt thought about the possibility but quickly squashed it. He couldn’t get his hopes up like he did with Finn sophomore year. He just couldn’t.

After the brownies were done, he let them cool, then cut them up and arranged them onto a plate to take to the beach that afternoon.

Kurt made sure to take them back to his room so Finn couldn’t get a hold of them in the morning. He had to make sure they actually got to Blaine.

Kurt fell asleep as soon as his head his the pillow and that night he dreamt of running his hands over the toned body of the lifeguard, and running his hands through his hair as those eyes looked at him in complete adoration.

Kurt woke with a smile on his face and new sense of determination in his mind. Determination for what, he couldn’t be sure of.

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Kurt made sure to look perfect before heading out of the door. He had on his navy and red board shorts with the Dalton Academy D on the lower left leg and a Navy tank top on. He styled his hair perfectly to look like it was supposed to be messy. He grabbed his white ray bans and headed out the door.

He got to his car before he remembered the most important thing: the brownies. He rushed back inside and grabbed them before finally making his way to the beach. Once he got out he smoothed down his clothes, checked his hair for ninth time after leaving the house and slowly made his way to where Blaine was supposed to be.

What Kurt found made him stop dead in his tracks. He was once again in a trance. Blaine was working out while facing the ocean to make sure no one went under and didn’t come up. Right at that moment he was doing push ups on the incline of the ramp. His feet were higher than his head, and to Kurt’s knowledge that was harder than a normal push up. Kurt counted to 50 before Blaine got up and went to a swing that was attached to one of the wooden rails going around the small hut. He climbed on it and started to try to get to the top of it.

Kurt could see the sweat dripping off the other boy, making its way to the waistband of his board shorts. Before he could let his mind wonder to very obscene things as the lifeguard did pull ups, he shook his head and made his way over. Kurt went and stood against one of the pillars holding the shelter up and cleared his throat. Blaine immediately stopped and dropped down into the sand next to Kurt.

“Oh hey! I didn’t see you there.” Blaine smiled and went to get his bottle of water. “Clearly, but I have something for you.” Kurt said, extending the plate of brownies toward him. “They are a thank you for everything you did for Katie.” Kurt looked away, Blaine’s eyes were too much to handle. If he looked into them for to long he was sure he would turn into a puddle in the sand.

“Thanks, it was nothing, but your sister was a trooper! She handled it like a pro.” Blaine smiled and nodded for Kurt to join him on the deck. They sat at the edge, their feet hanging off, and the plate of brownies between them.

“Oh she isn’t my sister, she is just my cousin.” Blaine smiled at that. “Either way, she is lucky to have a family member as amazing as you are.” Kurt blushed and looked back out to the ocean. The beach was quit empty for a summer day. Just a few families spread out here and there, to far away to really be a bother to their conversation.

Kurt watched as Blaine took a bite of a brownie. Kurt watched as his Adams apple bobbed in his throat; beads of sweat trailing along it. Blaine started talking again, forcing Kurt to look up at his face again. “These are delicious. Probably the best brownies I have had in a while.” Once again, Kurt blushed at his words. “You don’t have to say that. They aren’t anything special.” Kurt looked down at his hands and started to play with the hem of his shorts.

“I’m not just saying that, you are hella talented.” Blaine smiled at him again while Kurt promptly burst out laughing. “Hella? Who says that anymore! That is so 2007” Kurt was bright red in the face, tears welling in his eyes from how hard he was laughing.

“Well I don’t know where you are from but in Daytona Florida, people still say it!” Blaine stated matter of factly. Once Kurt calmed down he looked at Blaine and smiled, hopefully to reassure him that he didn’t mean to make fun of him.

“I am sorry, I didn’t meant to laugh that hard. And it’s Lima, that’s where I’m from.” Kurt said, wiping the few tears that managed to escape away. “Lima? Where is that?” Blaine asked. “Oh, its in Ohio. It’s nothing special. Just another conservative town that people drive right through on their way to Columbus.” Kurt shrugged and picked up a brownie.

“Oh, that’s probably why I didn’t know of it. HEY! Those are mine, you can’t just eat one.” Blaine tried to grab it out of Kurt’s hand. “I can so have one! I made them.” Kurt got up and ran away from Blaine so he could eat the brownie, not taking into account the possibility Blaine might come after him. Kurt looked back over his shoulder to see that Blaine was running towards him. He jumped over the railing and landed in the sand, Blaine following shortly after.

Kurt and Blaine were chasing each other around the stand for a while. Kurt stopped first, completely out of breath; both from laughing and running. Blaine caught up and promptly stole the brownie out of his hand. Blaine looked at him triumphantly. Kurt was having none of it and smacked it out of his hand. Blaine stood there completely in shock.

“How could you? You wasted a perfectly good brownie because you are a sore loser.” Blaine was starting to giggle though. Kurt couldn’t stay mad forever, a smile slowly broke out on his face. That smile soon turned into laughter. Both boys were rolling in the sand laughing. Once they calmed down they sat in a comfortable silence. Blaine was the first one to speak up. “So Kurt, I have had a lot of fun today and I don’t want to seem, to forward, but would you like to come to this bon fire my friends are having tonight?” Blaine looked down and started playing with the sand.

Kurt was in a state of shock. He hadn’t expected that to come out of Blaine’s mouth. It took Kurt a few moments to process but in the end he was able to whisper one single word. “Sure”

A huge smile broke onto Blaine’s face. “Ok cool, good, very good. You can just meet me here just after the sunsets and we can walk over. Yes good that sounds good. Yes, that would be perfect.” Blaine was rambling which made Kurt let out a small laugh.

“Yes that sounds fine Blaine, but I must be going, I need to get home for dinner. I will see you tonight.” Kurt stood, dusted what sand he could, off himself and started towards his car.

“Yeah, see you later.”

0o0o0o0o

Blaine couldn’t believe his luck. The one boy that had been able to catch his attention this summer had actually agreed to go out with him. He was on top of the world. Now all he had to do was make sure he looked as good as he knew Kurt would that night.

Blaine waited for Emily to show up to take over before he went home, showered and dressed for the evening. Blaine arrived at the lifeguard station a little before the sun was supposed to set. He liked to look out over the water at sunset, even though the sun set from the other coast the sky was still a magnificent array of colors. It was always calm and quiet. The beauty of the beach was able to come through, casting a soft glow over everything. In those few moments, everything was absolutely perfect to Blaine. There was no other place he would rather be than the beach at sunset.

Kurt was very punctual and arrived right as the sun set for the night. “Hey” Blaine said, jumping down from the deck. “Hey yourself, you ready to go?” Kurt asked. “Yeah lets go” Blaine nodded in the direction they had to go and set off. After ten minutes of walking they arrived at the bon fire. There weren’t many people; probably around ten or twelve.

“Let me introduce you to everyone, these are all my friends from school.” Blaine grabbed Kurt by the hand and led him to the circle of people sitting around the fire. “So guys, this is Kurt, I met him at the beach about a week ago. Kurt this is Wes and his girlfriend Carly” Blaine pointed to a tall slender Asian, who was sitting next to petite brunette with the green eyes, the sparkled, even in the dark of the night. “That is Nick and his girlfriend Danielle” Blaine pointed to a brunette guy with a Justin Bieber hair cut who had his arm wrapped around a blonde who smiled sweetly at him. Next was a blonde boy with a Justin Bieber inspired style as well, but his was more surferish and fit his face better and his girlfriend was a redhead with curly hair. Kurt heard Blaine announce that their names were Jeff and Stacy.

Next was a black guy named David and his girlfriend who was Latina looking and named Taylor. There was also a girl named Briana and her girlfriend Kyra who were both brunette and on the taller side. They probably stood at the same height as Kurt.

They all greeted Kurt and made room for him and Blaine in the circle around the fire. Kurt and Blaine got lost in their own conversation. It flowed nicely and had no real lulls, for which Kurt was grateful.

“So tell me, why are in Florida, if you are from Ohio?” Blaine asked. “Oh that’s easy, my dad and step-mom wanted me and Finn, my brother, to spend the summer with my aunt and her family. I haven’t seen her since I was eleven.” Kurt snatched the bag of marshmallows and put a few on his stick. “I don’t think I could ever live in Ohio. I’ve lived here in Florida my entire life. The beach is my life, the beach and singing I should say.” Blaine pulled out a few graham crackers and few pieces of chocolate, getting them ready for the marshmallows Kurt was roasting.

“Ohio isn’t that bad, you just have to get used to it. As much as it is my home, it isn’t where I belong, I belong in New York City, singing on Broadway or designing for a major fashion label.” Kurt sighed, thinking about his future and how perfect it was going to be.

“That sounds wonderful, I am sure you will be amazing on Broadway or have every A-lister trying to get you to design them a dress for some event.” Blaine nudged Kurt’s shoulder, making him blush. “Thanks, I guess we will see, either way you will see my name in lights, whether is be on Broadway or at a New York fashion week, mark my words.” Blaine just laughed and pulled the marshmallows off the stick and made the smores.

He handed one to Kurt and they ate in relative silence, just looking out at the ocean, letting the others carry the conversation of the group.

Kurt looked down at his phone and realized it was already close to midnight. “Crap, I hate to do this, but I have to go, it’s getting late and I told my aunt I would be home before midnight.” Kurt removed the blanket Blaine draped over their laps midway through the night and collected his things. “Hey, let me walk you to your car, I would hate to have anything happen to you.” Blaine stood as well. They said their goodbyes to everyone and Blaine gave all his friends a hug and they left together.

They made their way to Kurt’s car, continuing their conversation. They talked about everything they could, from music, to favorite books, and ended with favorite sports. “Thanks for walking me to my car. I appreciate it! I am sure you scared off all the big bad monsters that were ready to attack.” Kurt said as he laughed.

Blaine thought he would give anything to hear that laugh again. He decided it was worth it to take a leap of faith and be more impulsive than he normally would be. “Kurt, I hope this isn’t being to forward again, but could I get your number. I would love to see you again outside of you coming to the beach.” Blaine looked down, thinking Kurt would reject the idea.

“Of course you can, hand me your phone.” Kurt stuck out his hand, waiting for Blaine to hand it over. Kurt added his number and even took a photo of himself so Blaine would know whom it was. There weren’t to many Kurt’s running around but he thought he could never be too careful.

“Thanks, I will give you a call tomorrow.” Blaine pocketed his phone and smiled up at Kurt. “I had fun tonight, thanks for inviting me. I shall be awaiting your call kind sir.” Blaine laughed at Kurt’s horrible British accent and smiled a smile that reached his eyes. “Oh I will most definitely call you.” Blaine replied still giggling a little.

Kurt smiled and placed a soft kiss to Blaine’s cheek, opened the door to his jeep and stepped in. Once the car was on, he rolled down the window, said a quick goodbye to Blaine and was gone. He drove the entire way home with a smile on his face. He didn’t turn on the music; just let the events of the night sweep across his mind. He let the breeze flow through the car, he let the stars and the moon illuminate everything and lead him home.

Blaine stood, stuck in the same spot, unable to comprehend what had just happened. Kurt had just kissed him on the cheek. Kurt had just kissed him. His smile got impossibly wider as he made his way back to his car.

He took out his phone and sent a quick text to Kurt, along with a picture of himself. He put his phone away and headed in the direction of his house, smiling the entire way home. Once home he climbed into bed and fell into a peaceful sleep, thinking of Kurt and his smile never leaving his face.

0o0o0o0o0

When Kurt entered his aunt’s house he felt his phone vibrate.

I had an amazing time tonight Kurt, Thank you for joining me. I will talk to you tomorrow. Sleep tight :)

Kurt smiled and hugged the phone to his chest as he made his way up the stairs and to his room. He quickly got ready for bed, shortening his moisturizing routine to about thirty minutes instead of forty-five. He just wanted to crawl in bed and relive the entire day over and over again.

Once he was finally settled in bed, he took out his phone, reading the text message from Blaine again, he squealed into his pillow. He felt like a teenage girl but he couldn’t bring himself to care, he couldn’t remember the last time he was this happy. The summer was turning out to be better than he ever thought possible and he was only two weeks in.

He looked at the message again and realized there was a picture attached. He opened it and dropped the phone when he saw the picture. It was of Blaine, sitting on the beach, shirtless with an Indian style blanket wrapped around him. His curls were sitting perfectly on his head and his hazel eyes shining bright as he was caught in the middle of a laugh. The corners of his eyes were wrinkled and his pearly white teeth were easily visible. It was the most beautiful picture Kurt had ever seen.

Kurt squealed again and snuggled further into his blankets. He fell asleep with the feeling that this summer was going to be the best summer of his existence.