I looked at Blaine. It immediately brought a smile to my face. He looked so grown up. I found it hard to believe that the man standing before me who once had the face of a lost puppy now had a face that looked like it was sculpted by the gods.
"Kurt? You okay?" He asked me.
"What? Oh sorry I got lost in thought."
Blaine took a seat next to me and muzzled my neck. "I love you." He muttered. "Your all that I want. Your all that I EVER wanted. Lying in your arms right now feels like I'm in heaven. Thank you Kurt."
"Thank you? What are you thanking me for?"
"For giving me this feeling, for always loving me, for never letting me go, for inspiring me and just for being you."
