Still struggling with what to do, he got online and hoped that his dad was online as well. Kurt felt himself let out a sigh of relief when the dot next to his father name was green. Before he could click to send him a video call, his dad was sending him one.

He clicked accept and waited for the familiar face to show up on his screen.

"Hey Kid- what's wrong?" His did asked "Nothing, I am fine dad, how are you?" Kurt said, trying to deflect. "You are not ok, your eyes are puffy, you look like you haven't slept in days and you are wearing an old sweatshirt. Now, tell me what's wrong." Burt said. Kurt took a deep breath and began. "It's Blaine." Kurt said, feeling a lump forming in his throat already.

"Did he hurt you, because I swear I will fly down there and kick his ass." Burt said, anger showing on his face. "No dad, it's not like that. It was me. He um, he- he told me he loved me a few days ago." Kurt felt the tears build up in his eyes and willed them to go away. "I am sorry son, but I don't see what is so bad about that." Burt said, concern making its way into his voice.

"It's not bad, I just don't want to get hurt. In a month I am leaving to come back home and he is staying here in Florida. It hurts less to end it now than to end it in a month when we are even deeper into this thing. I'd rather hurt like this now than hurt more later. It is just better for both of us. He will meet someone else, or a few other people, fall even more in love with one of them and get married. As will I." Kurt finished in a whisper, trying not only to convince himself, but his dad as well.

"That's stupid. Why would you throw something that could be so special away because you are scared of getting hurt? You don't know that it will end when you leave. If what you have told me before is anything to go by, I don't think Blaine will be too keen on letting you go come the end of summer." Burt said.

"But dad, what if he does, what if he says goodbye and everything from this summer is just a memory that hurts." Kurt asked, voice breaking on every other word. "If it does, then you have a summer than you can look back on and say was the summer you fell in and out of love. You spent the days beneath the sun, learning and growing with another person. Don't give that up Kurt. It is too precious and not everyone gets to experience that in their life." Burt said.

Kurt didn't say anything and sat looking at the floor. "Bud, get up, get dressed, and go fix this. I can see that you don't want to be without him. You love him and he said he loved you, so go make the most of what summer you have left. Don't waste it for some stupid reason that you will regret later." Burt said after a minute of silence.

"You're right dad. Thank you, but I gotta go. I love you. I'll call you later." Kurt closed his laptop and quickly pulled on his shoes, grabbed his keys and sprinted out the door.

Kurt broke every law of the road to make it Blaine's as soon as possible. He sprinted to the front door and bounced from foot to foot waiting for someone to answer. "Blaine I am- oh Cooper, could I speak to Blaine please?" He asked, getting more anxious. "He isn't here, he left a few hours ago for Vero Beach." Cooper said, crossing his arms. "GOD DAMNIT!" Kurt yelled. "If you go now, you could still catch him before he leaves to come back here. The gravesite is P405. Just so you know." Cooper yelled as Kurt ran back to his car.

It had started to rain on his drive down which frustrated him even more because that meant he had to drive slower and more cautiously. After a two and a half hour drive, Kurt made it to the cemetery. He slowly stepped out into the pouring rain. He made his way over to a map to find the plot. Once he located it, he started the short journey, silently hoping that Blaine was still there.

He could see a figure in the distance, sitting next to a marker; once he got closer he recognized the dark curly hair that was now drenched and falling in his face. Blaine. He moved a little closer, and realized that he was talking. He listened closely, as to hear over the rain.

"I messed up so badly mom. I should have just kept my feelings to myself. I knew he wouldn't be ready for that, but I had to go and let it slip out anyways. I had to go and ruin the best thing that has ever happened to me. I know that it is just a summer thing but god mom, I wish more than anything that it was more than that. I have never felt like this mom. I never even knew this was possible. God mom. He is everything. When he walks into a room it is instantly brighter, and when he talks, I automatically feel at peace. My world is so much brighter now that he is in it." There was a pause before Blaine continued.

"I don't know what to do mom. I just don't know and I can't lose him over this. I don't think I could handle it."

Kurt could see a sob rack through Blaine's body. Before he knew what he was doing, he was headed towards the other boy.

Blaine was staring at the marker, oblivious to the fact that Kurt was less than three feet away.

Kurt just looked at him for a moment. The way his hair was plastered to his forehead, his eyes red from crying, and visibly worn out. Kurt had never seen Blaine look so beautiful. The words were out of his mouth before he could stop them. "I love you too."

Blaine was startled by a voice coming from his right. He looked over and his breath caught in his throat. He knew he heard Kurt, but knew it couldn't be because Kurt didn't love him, couldn't love him. But when he looked up and saw those cerulean eyes looking at him, his entire world stopped.

"Kurt?" Blaine asked, more in disbelief than anything. "Hi." Kurt said shyly, looking down, kicking his feet in the wet ground. "What are you doing here?" Blaine asked, standing up off the ground. "Well I went to your house and your brother told me you would be in Vero Beach, so here I am." Kurt said, chancing a look at Blaine. The sight before him broke his heart. Kurt was glad it was raining so hard because now Blaine couldn't see that Kurt had started crying.

"That doesn't explain why you are here." Blaine said coldly. Kurt felt himself stiffen at the tone. Kurt took a shaky breath before he opened his mouth. "I missed you Blaine. The past few days have been horrible. I haven't been able to eat or sleep. I have worn the same sweatpants for three days now. I am miserable." Kurt said, looking out into the distance behind Blaine.

"So you are having a sucky time so you thought you could just come say sorry and everything will be ok? You walked out Kurt, I said I love you and you just ran." Blaine said, another sob forcing its way out. "I know, and it was the biggest mistake I have ever made. I have regretted it every second since the moment I turned away." Kurt took a step towards Blaine, hoping that being closer would make him believe.

"Still doesn't explain why you did it though." Blaine replied, curling his arms around himself. "I was scared. I have never done this before; let someone get so close they could break me so easily. I have never had anything good in my life, and then you came along and everything was just a little bit brighter, then we kissed and it was like I would never be in the dark again. I had someone who cared and wanted to actually be with me. It was new and exciting. Then I started falling harder and faster and it terrified me. All my old insecurities came rushing back, thoughts of oh he could never feel the same, you are just Kurt Hummel, the fairy who sounds like a girls. So when you told me you loved me, I didn't know what to do." Kurt let out a breath before continuing.

"It made me so ecstatic then again I was scared shitless. With those three little words you gave me the power to break you, but trusting me enough to not to. That power terrified me, so I ran. I was so overwhelmed that I ran and lost the best thing to ever happen to me that is ever going to happen to me. You are not only my boyfriend, you are my best friend and losing you would be like losing the world." Kurt choked out, forcing down the sob ready to break free.

Before he knew what was happening, Kurt had a pair of lips on his and an arm full of Blaine. The kiss was rough and needy, all teeth and tongue. It was full of anger, and hurt, but also love and affection.

It didn't last very long and with a final nip to Blaine's bottom lip, Kurt broke away and let the first smile in days to spread across his face. Blaine buried his head in Kurt's neck and just let himself be held.

"I love you" Kurt said, so softly that Blaine thought he has imagined it. "Did you just say that?" Blaine asked, staring at Kurt, hoping he wasn't about to break him again. "I did, because I do. I love you Blaine. I opened my eyes and saw you for everything that you are. You are kind, and passionate, dapper, but goofy. You are brave, but scared. You are my best friend. We can talk for hours and never run out of things to say. We can sit in complete silence and be ok with it, or we can be loud and dance around the living room without a care in the world. I can be myself around you without fear of judgment. I also feel at home when you hold me." Kurt said, hoping to convey all his feelings with one look.

"Kurt" Blaine said brokenly. Kurt just swooped in a connected their lips. It was soft and gentle. Kurt slowly worked Blaine's mouth open. Once their tongues intertwined with one another; both boys let out a sigh and melted into the kiss. Once oxygen became a necessity, they broke apart and just smiled up at each other, their breaths mingling between them.

"I love you too." Blaine said before planting a chaste kiss to Kurt's lips. "Let's go back to my house." He continued. "Ok." Kurt said.

They spent the ride back to Daytona in a haze of love and being whole again. Their hands stayed connected on the center console. Once they arrived back at the house, they went to Blaine's room and changed into dry clothes before slipping in his warm bed.

They shared lazy kisses and I love you's until they drifted off to sleep.

The next morning the sun filtered into the room, casting it in a low glow in the early morning light. Blaine started to stir and leisurely opened his eyes. He slowly became aware of the warm weight pressed against his side and the arm that lay across his stomach. He looked down and the events of the previous night came rushing back. He smiled down at Kurt and extracted himself from the hold.

Blaine crept quietly to the bathroom and then downstairs to make French Toast for breakfast. Once he was done he put it on a tray, along with orange juice, milk, and coffee. He opened the door to his room and was happy to hear that Kurt was in the shower.

He placed the tray on his desk and made sure to get an outfit out for Kurt to wear. He opened the bathroom door quietly and placed the clothes on the counter. It wasn't very long before Kurt entered the room again, the sweatpants slung low on his hips and Blaine's shirt a little too tight, and showing off a pale strip of skin where the shirt didn't quite meet the pants.

"I made breakfast." Blaine said, going over to his desk and grabbing the tray. He motioned for Kurt to sit on the bed. Kurt crawled up and leaned against the headboard, legs extended out in front of him. Blaine sat next to him and placed the tray on his lap.

He poured syrup on the French toast and cut a small portion off. He held it up to Kurt's lips and watched closely as his lips closed around the fork. Kurt licked his lips and moaned in appreciation. Blaine felt arousal pooling in his lower half. He regained his composer and cut another piece off for Kurt.

It went on until all of it was gone and the glasses drained. Blaine placed the tray on the nightstand next to the bed before turning back to Kurt. He noticed that Kurt had a little syrup on the corner of his mouth. He tried to motion to Kurt to wipe it off but he didn't understand.

Instead he moved forward and with slow and deliberate movements, licked it off. He moved back half an inch and looked into Kurt's eyes. His pupils were blown wide with lust and without noticed, slammed his lips into Kurt's. It was messy and rough.

Blaine didn't waste any time licking his way into Kurt's mouth and battling for dominance. When they both needed air, Blaine didn't hesitate to latch onto the side of Kurt's neck. Kurt moaned and hadn't even noticed that they had laid down. After a particularly hard suck on his neck from Blaine he thrust his hips up to meet Blaine's, both letting out loud moans.

"Kurt" Blaine said, sounding so broken. They thrust their hips together faster. "Blaine. More, I need more." Kurt said, thrashing from side to side. "Can I touch you?" Blaine asked between moans. Kurt whimpered and Blaine took that as a yes. They quickly rid each other of their clothes, except for their boxers. They could feel each other so much better now and it was becoming too much.

Blaine froze above Kurt and looked him straight in the eyes before he ran a thumb under the elastic of his black boxer briefs. Kurt just nodded and Blaine slowly ran his hands over Kurt's sides and hooked his fingers into the band. He very slowly dragged the fabric down and watched closely as Kurt's erection sprang free. His mouth watered and he placed a delicate kiss to his hipbone before trailing his fingers lightly over Kurt's penis.

Kurt's hips lifted off the bed and he whined deep in his throat. Blaine let out a shaky breath and wrapped his fingers around Kurt's length. Kurt felt his hips stutter and thrust himself into Blaine's grip.

Blaine started off slowly, just moving his hand up and down, but as he got braver he twisted his hand just before it reached the head. Kurt's back arched off the bed and let out a low moan.

Blaine removed his hand, causing Kurt to whimper and get the friction back. Blaine licked his hand and returned to working Kurt over. He lowered his hips to the mattress and started rutting against it.

"Blaine, so close." Kurt said between choked moans. His hips moved faster, trying to get even more from Blaine's hand. Blaine rutted harder into the mattress. He attached his lips to the inside of Kurt's thigh and sucked hard. He nipped one last time and licked over it to sooth the mark before Kurt was shouting out and coming over Blaine's hand.

A few rough thrusts into the mattress and Blaine was coming as well.

Blaine stared at the white streaks on his hand, mesmerized by the fact that it was Kurt's. He has made Kurt come apart and no one else had done that before. His mouth started to water and before he did anything he looked up at Kurt through his lashes. When his eyes locked with Kurt's he lifted his fingers to his mouth and sucked on them, reveling in the taste of Kurt.

Kurt growled and pulled Blaine up to him and attacked his mouth. He licked his way into Blaine's mouth, tasting himself. They knew they should feel dirty and if it had been anyone else, they would have.

After a few moments and chaste kisses later, Kurt spoke for the first time. "Wow" was all he said. "That's all you have to say?" Blaine quipped back. ""That is the only word my brain is capable of forming at the moment." Kurt said, a satisfied smile settling on his face. "I love you." Blaine said, shuffling down and burying his face in the crook of Kurt's neck.

"I love you too." Kurt said, placing a kiss on the top of Blaine's head.

They knew they had to clean up and get dressed, but neither was worried about that at the moment. They were just wanted to hold each other and let their love wash over them.

Kurt had a feeling that something major was on the horizon but didn't want to think about it until the time came. What he didn't know that it wasn't as far off as he thought.