A/N: All right, I can explain my lack of updating on this story. Honestly. My laptop broke and I was too far into this chapter to rewrite it. But now, the wonderful people at Dell have finally fixed my screen (hooray!), so now I've been able to update this. I apologize if this is rather sucky, but I'm not quite in "the zone" yet. I should be by next chapter, though, so don't fret.
SHAMELESS SELF PROMOTION: I have a new fic up (in case you haven't read it yet) called "Glee: The Next Generation". It's turned out pretty well so far, and I expect it to keep going in that direction. I haven't updated that in a while either because I've been away. I know, so many excuses, but it's true. I should have the next chapter finished by tomorrow, so keep your fingers crossed that I'll still feel productive by tomorrow afternoon when I haven't had much caffeine.
Since there's no A/N at the end, I'll simply sign here: Please review with suggestions and encouragement, as I've hit a brick wall now and may or may not end the story with the next chapter. Also, if you have any other suggestions for another fic, that would be much appreciated! Thanks!
Disclaimer: Unless the whole world has been lying to me since I was born, I am not Ryan Murphy and therefore do not own Glee or Klaine :'(
A few weeks later...
"Oh, Blaine, you look simply fabulous!" Kurt exclaimed as he took in his boyfriend's attire the night of prom. They had kept it a secret from each other so they would both be surprised, and, boy, were they ever. Blaine looked dashing in his black tux with a light purple vest, as requested by Kurt. He looked even more adorable with the look of amazement that was plastered on his face when he saw what Kurt was wearing.
"It's nothing compared to you, babe," Blaine replied smoothly, leaning against the door frame. Kurt was dressed impeccably, as usual, in an obviously designer tux with a complementary coloured purple vest. Of course, he topped off the look with a stunning top hat. Blaine fell in love with the gorgeous brunette all over again. He grabbed Kurt by the waist and kissed him deeply until he heard someone clearing their throat from inside the living room.
"Welcome back, Blaine. I can see you're all ready for prom," Burt said gruffly. Blaine had gone to Puck's house to get ready so the surprise wouldn't be spoiled.
Blaine blushed. "Yes, sir, I'm very ready and excited to be going with your son." He grabbed Kurt's hand. "Thank you again for allowing me to take your son to prom, Mr. Hummel."
Burt gave Blaine a half-smile and replied, "Please, call me Burt, and you're welcome. I've never seen my boy so happy before he met you. You've changed his life, and if he's happy, I'm happy."
Just then, Carole came bursting into the living room, dragging Finn. "Alright, everyone, picture time! The limo is coming in 10 minutes, and we'll need to get some photos before we leave. I want to get ones of all the boys, and then, of course, with Quinn." She didn't notice Blaine and Kurt gag at the mention of the ex-Cheerio.
Burt sighed. "Fine, let's get this over with," he said, and the other males agreed. Carole kept snapping picture after picture until the limo came and they were saved. The chauffeur greeted the boys warmly and opened the doors for them. Carole wished them all luck and gave them hugs and kisses before they drove off to pick up Finn's date.
"So, are you three excited to go to prom with your lovely ladies?" the driver asked the teens. He glanced back and noticed Kurt and Blaine holding hands and cuddling on the seats. "Oh, well, I mean..." he tried to backtrack, now realizing the two boys' relationship.
"It's fine," Kurt assured him. "We're used to it by now. We're picking up his date though." Kurt motioned to Finn, who was sitting there looking rather glum.
"They're nominated for Prom King and Queen," Blaine added, which made Finn sigh loudly.
The driver laughed. "Well, I can see your excitement," he said teasingly. "You don't want to win?"
"No, it's not like that," Finn explained. "It's just...she's obsessed with winning this. She used to be head cheerleader, and now she wants to get her status back. I could care less, to be honest, but she just wants this so badly."
"Why are you with her then?" the chauffeur asked, confused.
Finn hesitated. "I-I don't know, to be honest," he answered as they pulled into the Fabray driveway, and he spotted her in her beautiful gown.
Kurt turned to Blaine and whispered, "Well, at least we're not confused, right?"
"Not at all, my darling," Blaine replied as they kissed chastely, eager for the night to begin.
"And the winner of Prom Queen is...Kurt Hummel," Principal Figgins announced to the crowd anxiously awaiting news.
There was silence in the room before one person started to clap. Slowly, more people began to applaud before the whole room was politely clapping for the recently elected Queen. Kurt walked up to the stage and received his crown honourably. Blaine was so proud of his boyfriend at that moment that it took all of his self control not to jump up on stage with Kurt and kiss him all over. He patiently waited until Kurt had given his speech before hugging his boyfriend and congratulating him. Kurt looked to dance with Karofsky, but the boy was nowhere to be found, so Kurt decided he'd rather dance with Blaine. As "Dancing Queen" played in the background, Kurt and Blaine swayed with the music, always grinning at each other.
"I'm so proud of you, babe," Blaine murmured to Kurt. "You stood up to those jerks, even after they played the prank on you. You showed them!"
Kurt replied, "Well, they need to know that their hate isn't gonna bring me down. I was so tempted to run away, but then I remembered the one little word that helped me get through most of the trouble I'd had before-"
"Courage," the boys said at the same time, giggling at their similarity. Kurt often wondered whether he and Blaine had some sort of telepathic connection, as they were always finishing the other's sentences. He knew this was one of the reasons that they were so perfect for each other, the fact that they knew each other so well.
After the customary prom photos, Quinn, Kurt, and Blaine walked out to the waiting limousine. Finn was picked up several hours earlier by a very angry Burt Hummel, and Quinn was still sulking over her loss, so there was quite a bit of tension during the ride home. After the Cheerio left, however, things got much more peaceful, and the two boys shared a quiet moment together until the driver, a different one than before, started speaking to them.
"Uh, so, are you two, you know..." he inquired, not sure how to politely ask the question that had been burning in his mind.
Kurt smiled at the driver. "Yes, we are together, and very happily so. We met after I went to his school to "spy" on their Glee Club. We both go to McKinley High now and are in the same club, so neither of us need to spy anymore."
The driver paused for a moment, then said, "Oh, you're both in show choir? That's so fascinating. I've always wanted to be in one since middle school, but my classmates already thought things about me, and I didn't want to fuel the fires of their rumours."
"Oh, believe us, we've gotten a lot of crap about being gay and in show choir," Blaine assured the man, "but at least we've had each other for support. Do you have anyone?"
"Nah, nobody that would encourage my singing. They all wanted me to do football, which I did, and look where it got me. I couldn't afford college, and they didn't have enough sports scholarships to pay, so here I am, stuck driving limos for my job. My dream is to be on Broadway, but everyone laughs at me for wanting that."
Kurt shot the driver a sympathetic glance. "Yeah, that's my dream too, actually, so we're moving to New York after graduation so I can pursue my theater career and Blaine can work on his music."
"That's so fascinating," the driver said, before glancing at his GPS to check their location. "Oh, well, we're here."
"Thank you so much," Blaine told the driver. "How much do we owe you for the ride?" He pulled out his wallet.
"Oh, don't worry. This one's on me. Give me a call if you need anything," the driver said, handing Kurt a business card. He then walked around to the back and opened the door to let Kurt and Blaine out. The two boys thanked the driver again before heading towards the front door of the Hummel house.
"This night was magical, wasn't it, love?" Blaine murmured to his boyfriend as they entered the house and sat down on the couch, cuddling together.
"Mmm, yes, it was, but that was all because of you," Kurt replied, kissing Blaine on the nose.
"I hope I'm not interrupting anything," Burt said, coming down the stairs, and the boys separated slightly.
Blaine smiled and spoke in his most charming voice. "Not at all, sir," he said. "In fact, we were just heading upstairs to our rooms. Right, Kurt?"
Kurt looked like a deer in the headlights as he said, "Uh, um, yeah, we were...we just got home, and now we're...yeah, what he said."
Burt grunted and watched as Kurt and Blaine headed upstairs. When they were both out of his vision, Blaine kissed Kurt deeply, savouring the taste of the countertenor's mouth. There was so much he wanted to do with Kurt, but that would all have to wait until both were more comfortable with the idea of intimacy.
"I love you so much more than you will ever know, dear," Kurt told Blaine, "but right now we have to go to sleep before my dad flips out." He gave Blaine one last kiss before adding, "Goodnight, Blaine."
"Goodnight, love," Blaine replied. "I love you more than the universe could hold."
"Yeah, well, I love you more than-"
"Just shut up and go to sleep!" Finn yelled from his room, and Kurt and Blaine burst into laughter as they went to their rooms and went to sleep, both thinking about the wonderful times they had and would have in the future.
A/N: Alright, I lied...I just had to put in an A/N down here. I know part of the prom scene is kinda made up, but I know most of you are clever enough to fill in with what really happened. Also, I just had to put in the little "I love you more" bit because I really wanted to have that somewhere, and it seemed to fit extremely well here. Anyways, please see above for further instruction. Toodles!