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Blaine's phone rang just as everyone was getting out of glee practice. Kurt gave him a curious glance before going down to get some sheet music from the cupboard.
Blaine smiled back at him before answering. "Hi, Coop."
"Airport. You can get there, right? Airport. Go go go! It's an adventure. I promise you'll love it. You can even bring Kurt."
"Wait what? Where are we going?" he asked, heading into the hallway to talk.
"I haven't figured that part out yet, I'm at the airport now. I thought when you got here we could rock paper scissors." Cooper paused. "I already cleared it with our parents. All of them. Dad says use the cards he gave us."
"Oh God, You know Kurt takes a week to pack," he replied, heading off down the hall.
"Don't tell him, bring him along. They have stores where we're going, I'm sure - and I've got my kit, so it's not like we'll be out for moisturisers and shaving cream or razors."
"If he kills me, give me a beautiful eulogy," Blaine replied.
"I promise it will have no pointing. Grab him and come ON. I'll meet you at the gates."
"Okay fine,we'll get there as soon as we can. "
"YEAH! See you in a few, Blainey!" And with that, Cooper hung up.
"Get where?" Kurt asked, having caught up to him with their sheet music.
"Ummm. It's a surprise," he replied, reaching for his hand.
"Ah, okay." Kurt smiled deciding to go with it and taking Blaine's hand, lacing their fingers. "Let me just go give Sam my keys so he can get home - Rachel's already dragged Finn off somewhere," he told him. With a kiss to Blaine's cheek, Kurt went down to where the blond was at the door waiting, handing his keys over. "I'm going out with Blaine,” was all the explanation he gave before going back to his boyfriend, the blond making kissy faces and laughing behind him when he walked away.
Blaine laughed, heading to the car and opening the door for him. Kurt shook his head, sitting in and putting on his belt. "No hints?" he asked as Blaine got into the car.
"No, although it's alright, you only know a little less than me," he replied as they set off.
"Somehow this doesn't make me feel any better. You know how good I am not at spontaneity. Unless I'm planning it."
"I know. You'll love it. Hopefully."
"You sound soooo believable right now, Blaine. I don't know how you do it." Kurt sighed and gave him a smile that said he trusted him anyhow, before flicking on the radio and holding Blaine's hand in comfortable silence as he drove through empty fields.
Roughly an hour later, Blaine was taking an exit in Dayton. "Is that the airport?"
"Is it?" he asked with a chuckle as they headed to the parking lot.
"Why are we at the airport. Are we picking someone up?" Kurt asked, peering at Blaine as though his eyes could tug the answer right out of his head.
"Telling you defeats the point of it being a surprise.”
"Suddenly I'm feeling nervous again."
Blaine parked the car and held his hand out for Kurt, feeling very much like Aladdin. "’Do you trust me’?"
Kurt replied with a just as unsure as Jasmine, "’Yes’...?" and took his hand.
He kissed the back of it. "Then come on," he said, letting go and climbing out.
Kurt whimpered softly, stepping out of the car and putting his bag over his shoulder before shutting the door. He jumped slightly when it locked and reached for Blaine's hand. "I'm very nervous right now."
Blaine smiled. "Don't be," he whispered, entwining their fingers and walking into the airport.
Kurt let him lead them into the airport, only to find himself smothered by arms moments after they entered the area with the departure gates. Cooper had ambushed the both of them, and thrown his arms around them in a very large hug. "You CAME!"
Blaine smiled softly. "Yes, we came. Now, what's this adventure?"
"Wait, you're letting your brother plan an adventure."
Cooper stepped back and put a hand over his heart, his eyes doing that wide Anderson puppy thing (Kurt noted that Blaine was better at it, in his opinion). "I'm hurt, Kurt." He grinned. "C'mon. I'm taking you boys away for the weekend. I figure we can write down destinations and then pick them out of a hat. Do you have a hat? We don't need a hat, we could borrow a hat."
His little brother smiled softly. "So long as we put good place names in."
Kurt whimpered, already backing away. "You are both crazy."
"Hey, no. No hyperventilating of my future brother-in-law," Cooper reached out and grabbed Kurt's shoulder. "Seriously. I've cleared it with your Dad, if that's what you're worried about. And since it's flying, and you guys aren't likely to wander around with passports, it's all in the US."
"Panicking now," Kurt said, his eyes wide.
"Kurt, it'll be fine,” Blaine said, wrapping his arm around his waist and steering him away a little, before throwing a look to his brother.
Kurt somewhat calmed when Blaine did that.
"He said you would do this, I thought he was just being, well, a father, but... okay. Blaine-and-Kurt - what are the three places you've always wanted to go? I'll write them down, kay? This is for you guys and me, and mostly just fun. It's no fun if there isn't fun involved."
Blaine looked at Kurt. “Well... I mean, New Orleans would be kind of cool. I've always wanted to sing some soul down there."
"I've always wanted to go to Seattle, since that movie," Kurt admitted with a small smile, looking down at his feet. "New Orleans, is good, too."
Cooper wrote them down. "That's two," he said.
Blaine smiled fondly and reached up straightening Kurt’s collar. "You're so cute right now," he commented. "Ummm third... well, LA with you to show us around might be good."
"That could be fun", Kurt agreed, glancing away. He muttered, "I'm not cute."
Cooper watched them. Wow. Those kids had no idea what they had. "Right, okay, I'll be right back with something to pick them out with."
He nodded before leaning in and tightening his arms around Kurt. "Yes you are, but I like it."
Kurt huffed, but leaned into him, wrapping his arms around Blaine's shoulders and closing his eyes as he breathed him in, calming himself down. If his Dad had agreed to this... Wait. He wouldn't put it past Cooper to- "Hold on. Phone." He pulled his out and dialed his father.
He laughed. "What're you doing?"
"Calling my father. I just... I need to make sure. I can't... if I don't come back, and don't call, and he can't get a hold of me. His heart..." He tapped his foot as he waited for the pick up. "Dad! Yes... no, we... He did?! Oh. And you're.... Yeah. Wow. Okay. See you...when I get home. Love you, too." He ended the call and blinked a few times, processing. "He actually did call my Dad."
"Of course I did, Kurtie, I got the number from Mama Lea when I called to ask if I could kidnap Blainey."
"Don't call me Kurtie."
Blaine shook his head. "Don't bother I've been trying to get him to stop for years."
"So!" Cooper grinned. "I have a cup, and I have slips of paper. Since you're the one who's most traumatised, you get to pick out the piece of paper," He shoved the cup under Kurt’s nose.
He took a breath, and plucked out one, unfolding the paper. He smiled fondly at Blaine.
He looked back at him. "Ah, Seattle or New Orleans?"
"New Orleans."
"Woo! I'll go get the tickets," Cooper dashed off before minds could be changed.
Blaine grinned, excited. "Oh wow, this is going to be awesome."
"Ohmygodwe'regoingtoNawleans!" Kurt squealed, bouncing as he hugged Blaine again.
Blaine grinned hugging him tight. "Oh wow. We have to go to a proper bar, and drink, and sing long into the night.”
"If you haven't noticed, we're underage..." Kurt raised his eyebrows.
He smiled, "Coop will buy it."
"Blaine...” He sighed at the look in his boyfriend's eyes. "Okay," he gave in, probably too easily.
Blaine grinned. "I love you," he murmured watching him in the open area as they waited for the tickets
Kurt smiled. "Love you, too," he replied, pulling away a little and wrapping his arm through Blaine’s, before an entirely different worry happened. "Oh I don't... I don't have anything with me!"
"They have shops in New Orleans, Kurt and it's only a few days," he replied softly.
Kurt whimpered. "And I've only been on a plane when I went to New York... "
"You were fine on there and this time you're with me."
"I had Valium."
"I’ll just be your Valium then," he replied, breathing him in.
Kurt let out a whimpering laugh and shook his head against Blaine’s shoulder. "What am I getting myself into?"
"An adventure, my boys!" Cooper appeared out of nowhere again. "C'mon, flight's boarding in half an hour, if we're lucky, we'll get through security in time." He grabbed onto Blaine’s hand, and started dragging them toward the gates.
Blaine laughed, breaking into a run with him and pulling Kurt behind them.
They did manage to all make it, including the somewhat mortifying full body scan that was being increasingly implemented in every airport. He had to explain very quickly to the woman who pulled him aside, before they were let on, and dashed to the plane. Which Cooper managed to get them first class seats on.
"Can I trade for a seat at the back, like.. in the back row?"
"Why?" Cooper wanted to know. "These are AMAZING seats."
"I've never seen a plane back into a mountain."
"Kurt you'll be fine," Blaine replied, pulling him down to sit between him and his brother.
Kurt whimpered as he sat.
"Here," Cooper pressed something into Kurt's hand.
"What did you give him?"
Kurt opened his hand, recognising the small pastille and popped it in his mouth, swallowing dry.
"Thanks."
"No problem," he looked past Kurt to Blaine. "Don't worry, it's just rescue remedy, for anxiety. All natural!"
Blaine nodded, settling back and buckling himself in, before comfortably taking Kurt's hand in his own.