Luckily Mine (Klaine)

Chapter 6: First Day

(BLAINES POV)

"How about you come over Thursday night? We are planning on doing takeout for the next two weeks until we are officially unpacked, so I hope that can live up to your expectations." I hear Kurt in the other room on his phone talking to Rachel.
"Tell her Thursday night is going to be our Chinese night!" I shout.
"Yes, Blaine just notified me... yup. Alright see you then. Love you!" Kurt hangs up the phone. He enters the sitting room I stand in as I survey the room trying to decide where all the furniture will go.
"So, what shall we do on this fine evening?" Kurt asks.
"Well, normally I would suggest movie night, but sadly we have no couch at the moment, let alone a t.v." I say.
"Well, we could go see a movie at this great theatre by Central park. I've been there with Rachel, it's like four stories high. Or we could go to this really fattening restaurant, well not really a restaurant, but it's in Madison Park, called the Shake Shack, we can just grab some dinner than eat in the park. Or, my personal favorite, the Highline, which you've heard of." Kurt says.
"You know so much about New York don't you." I say.
"You gotta know it if your going to be it." Kurt says.
"What does that mean, exactly?" I ask.
"It means that I want to be a part of New York, and the way to do that is to know it. Like if you want to be a part of New York then you need to know it. The smells, the burrows, the sounds, the local hotspots." Kurt explains.
I grab Kurt's waist and pull him into me. "I'll be whatever you want me to be." I say. I lean in and peck his lips. "And, it doesn't matter what we do as long as I'm with you."
"It does matter, it's our first night living together. Don't you want tonight to be magical?" Kurt asks.
"We already made it magical." I tease.
Kurt rolls his eyes with a smile. "You know what I mean."
"Why don't you decide?" I ask.
"Okay, how about all three?" Kurt asks.
"Sounds good to me." I say.
We decide to see Fault in Our Stars, which was cheesy and romantic, my type of movie. We then went to the Shake Shack and got burgers and shakes while we ate them in Madison Park. We then took the subway to the Highline and walked in the moonlight. It was a long night, but it was amazing and memorable.
Once we got back to the apartment, Kurt threw himself on the bed while letting out a loud and stretched moan.
"What?" I ask with a slight chuckle.
"Long night." he says.
"I know, my feet are exhausted." I say as I stumble to remove my Toms.
"Well get used to it! We will be walking every night." Kurt says.
"It's a good exercise though." I say as I strip down to my boxers and pull out a pair of pajamas from a drawer.
"Yeah, we worked off those calorie covered burgers." Kurt says flipping over on stomach. "So much calories!" he mumbles into the comforter.
"Oh come on, you look fine." I reassure him. I dress in my pajamas and sit on the bed next to Kurt as I rub his back.
"Oh, don't stop." Kurt mumbles.
"Come on, get changed." I say.
"I don't want to move." Kurt mumbles into the comforter.
"I know you don't, but once you change, you can climb into bed with me, and I can hold you as we both fall asleep to the sweet sounds of New York at its earliest." I say.
"Oh god, what time is it?" Kurt asks as he lifts his head up.
"It's one-thiry." I say.
"Then I need to change, now." Kurt says as he jumps off the bed and quickly strips down to his boxers. I couldn't help but stare at his sculpted chest as it glimmered in the moonlight, not like a vampire.
"What's wrong, is there something important you need to do tomorrow?" I ask.
"I have my job, remember?" Kurt says.
"Oh, yeah. What am I going to do?" I ask.
"You should come." Kurt says as he pulls out a set of pajamas from the drawer.
"I can't go there, I'll just distract you." I say.
"Okay mr. cockey. Well, you should try for a job." Kurt says as he slides on his pajamas.
"I don't know Kurt. No offense, but I don't think being a waiter is my thing. Let alone go from table to table singing and dancing." I say.
"Blaine Anderson are you scared of performing in front of New York people?" Kurt says walking towards the bed.
"Absolutely not. I've sung in front of New York people before. I just, don't see myself as a waiter." I say.
"I can see you as a waiter. I enter the dinner to see a tall, sexy man dressed head to toe in his red and black uniform. He looks up from his notepad and shoots me one of his breath taking smiles." Kurt says with a smile.
"Oh, so I'd be sexy in the uniform?" I ask raising one eyebrow.
"You'd be sexy in any uniform." Kurt says as he climbs into bed and kisses me softly.
I pull the comforter up to our shoulders and pull Kurt into my chest as I wrap my arms around him.
"I love you so much." I say.
"I love you, too." Kurt says.